All language subtitles for Taxi.Brooklyn.S01E01.Pilot.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.DD5.1.x264-NTb_track3_eng

Good morning, Brooklyn!

It's another beautiful day
in the hippest city in the world.

The temperature outside
is a balmy 82 degrees.

For those of you lucky enough to see
Jay-Z at the Barclays Center last night,

what a show!

And Beyoncé's surprise appearance?
Is she the bomb or what?

You see that guy

What the hell was that? Call 911.

The cop's trapped in his car!

If you tell me where you're headed,
I can probably get you there faster.

Shut up!

I'm a cop.
Detective Sullivan, 125th.

Bank robbery.
They guy killed a guard.

- No, no, no, no, no, Sullivan! No, no!

Sullivan, you...
You are not driving!

Sullivan! No!

You driving is not part
of the deal. I only partnered up
with you because of your father.

- Just be careful! Just be careful!

- You're gonna get us killed!
- You can get out anytime, Esposito.

This is why no one works with you,
Sullivan! Oh, God, what are you doing?

- They're shooting at us!

Hey, careful with that thing! We don't
wanna remake Pulp Fiction, do we?

Trash cans! Trash cans!

- How did you get
a driver's license! No!
- Oh, oh!

Hit the brakes! Hit the brakes!

Gun!

- Move!

Where the hell
is this guy going!

Shit!
Oh, my nose!
You broke my nose!

- Oh, my nose!

Hey, my cab!

What are you doing?
He made me drive! I didn't do anything!

Sure you didn't.

- N.Y.P.D.!

Damn it!

- Do I look like a man
who would rob a bank?
- I don't wanna hear anything!

You are a menace!
I'm gonna make sure that you...

never get behind
the wheel of a car again.

You really should get
some ice on that thing.

- Unless you plan on playing Cyrano.

Cyrano... De Bergerac.
The guy with the big nose.

Yeah, yeah, I know! Shut up!
Both of you are gonna pay for this.

Both of you! What about my cab?

Don't worry about your cab.
I think that's gonna
stay there for a while.

A taxi as a getaway car,
that's a new one Mr...
What is it? Romba.

Sit down. Please, please,
just call me Leo.

You don't tell me what to do. Let's see what we got.

Okay.

Detective,
you look familiar.

Have we met? Not unless
I've arrested you before.

I never forget a woman's eyes, and yours are so beautiful.

Are you sure you and I haven't... Hmm

It's painful, isn't it?

Mm Mm
And this is just your pinky.

So imagine the pain I could inflict
on your other appendages.

Okay, okay, no, no, no.
Sorry, sorry.

My apologies, D-D-Detective.
Sorry! There it is.

Ow! There it is.

This whole charming French thing
you think you have going,

that may appeal to naive college girls
and Brooklyn bimbettes,

but you're just another
D-bag A-hole to me.

You're looking at some
serious prison time, Leo.

- No, listen, I can't go to prison.

Accomplice? Mm-hmm.

No, you got this all wrong.
I don't know the guy.

He got into my taxi,
and he held a gun to my head.
He said drive or die!

- I'm a taxi driver.

No, no, no, taxi drivers are not taught high-speed precision
driving or evasive tactics.

This will be a hell of
a lot easier if you just cooperate.

I already told you everything I know.

Geez.

- Really, I don't know the guy.
- All right, I got it.

Hey! Wait a minute,
I remember.

I recorded the man with the gun
with my tablet.

What are you talking about? My tablet is in my taxi.
You can verify.

Hey, Carl, go to the impound...

and get the tablet computer
out of the taxi that I just brought in.

Yeah, please, you'll do us a favor.

Don't talk to Carl.

The man with the gun,
he was texting with someone.

He must have been communicating
with the real accomplice.

Not unless you were
answering him from the front seat.

Why don't you believe me?

Because you have no alibi
or witness to prove otherwise.

Sullivan, I think
I convinced Det. Esposito
not to file a grievance against you.

A grievance?
- Look at his nose.

Are you kidding me!
He was injured in pursuit
of a felon. You know what? He should thank me
because he looks better that way.

See that's the kind of thing I'm talking about.

I understand.

- He must have looked
really bad before.
- Just refresh my memory.

Let me just ask you,
just because I've lost count.

In the last year,
how many partners have you had?

Do you know? Take a guess.
Just take a wild guess.

Five!

I got five. Yeah, five.
They were five exactly.

Shut up!

You've wrecked three vehicles
this month,

and there isn't a detective
in this room that wants
to work with you.

- You know why
we were at that diner?
- No, but I'd like to know.

Shut up, Esposito. Let's hear it, Esposito.

Because an anonymous source
is sending her text messages...

claiming to have information
on her father's murder.

Cat, is that the truth?

Internal Affairs is stonewalling
the investigation.

You don't even know who this anonymous source is.

I'm sorry.

Go back to your desk. You don't even know!

Go back to your desk
and count to 10!

- My nose is broken
because of these people!
- It's not that bad.

How many times
have I told you to stay away
from that investigation, Cat?

- It's been over a year,
and they got nothing.
- Cat, your father was my friend,

but I'm not gonna have
his daughter running a rogue
investigation behind my back.

Now you take
your suspect to holding,
and I'll see you there, Caitlyn.

Please, no, no.
No, please, no.

I can't. What?

I have a problem with small spaces.

I don't care.

Bank robbery is
a federal offense, Detective.

Of all the F.B.I. agents
in New York City,
you called him?

I didn't call him.
Esposito did.

- This is my case, Captain.
- Not anymore.

I've got no problem working
the case with her, Captain.

I have a problem working
with this douche bag...

Detective Sullivan
is no longer on the case.
She's been re-assigned.

What?
- To foot patrol.

I'm sure the good people
of Brooklyn would like
to get to know a hero cop.

I knew I saw you somewhere.

You're the cop who arrested
the Park Slope Stalker.

Don't. I am a detective.

I'm not in Public Relations. Come with me.

What!

Cat, as your godfather
I want to apologize
for what I'm about to say,

but as your captain,
your license is revoked.

You so much as get behind the wheel
of a car, I'll have you suspended.

And the next time you get
an anonymous text message,

you hand it over
to Internal Affairs.

Understood?

Yes!

In my office.

I can cover you for 48 hours
if you wanna run with the case.

And why would you do that?

Because those are the first words
you've actually spoken to me
since the incident.

And...

because I'm still
in love with you.

Yeah, cheating on your wife
isn't an incident.
It's called adultery.

It was the biggest mistake
of my life, and I'm sorry.

And maybe if you solve this case
you can get back
on the captain's good side,

find out what happened to your dad.

I loved him too.

48 hours, Cat,
that's all I can give you.

Then I come for him.

Let's go. Come on. Wait, wait.

48 hours isn't very long
even with a car.

Okay, do you always eavesdrop
on people's conversations?

I'm a taxi driver, it's hard not to.
Look, I'll make you a deal.

Yeah, unless you're
giving up your accomplice,
I'm not interested.

I will drive you anywhere
you want for the next 48 hours,
free of charge,

if you help prove
that I'm innocent.

And what if I prove
you're guilty?

I'm not, so I have nothing
to worry about.

Do we have a deal?

Turn around. Okay.

I gotta warn you, though,

I am a lot of fun.

Thank you, Detective. You're welcome.

What?

Oh, you don't think
I actually trust you, do you?

Let's go.

You know, not trusting people
is no way to go through life.

I'm a cop.
Cops don't trust anyone.

No, I think you
don't trust anyone.

- Make a right
at the next corner.

This is worthless.
You can't see crap.

Oh, yeah? I mean,
you can see his eyes.

Great, I'll put out an A.P.B.
on a pair of eyes.

You can tell a lot by a person's eyes.
Trust me.

Want me to tell you
what your eyes are saying now?

- Well, they're saying
you think I'm lying.
- I think you're lying.

But they're also saying
you think I'm irresistibly
attractive and incredibly sexy.

Are all French men as you are,
or are you just setting a bad
example for an entire nation?

- I am so insulted.
- Get used to it.

- Pull up in front of the bank.
Wait here.

Where am I gonna go?

Keep an eye on him.
If he moves, shoot him.

Really.

I'm not moving.

What have we got?

Well, the guard was shot
as he reached the door.

He was chasing the suspect.
Three shots, tight pattern, .22 caliber.

But the blood splatter is not
consistent with the location
the bank manager told me...

of where the guy was
when he shot the guard.

- Duh.

Doc, we got a body
in a burned-out car at the waterfront.

Oh, lovely.
You know what, you go.
I'm gonna finish up here.

Heard you were re-assigned
to foot patrol.

Good news travels quickly.

Seriously, I don't know
how the department shrinks
even let you back on duty.

- Hey!

Dimitri has been looking
all over for you.

You're good, Ronnie? Yeah, I'm good!

I thought you went AWOL
like Vincent.

Vincent still hasn't reported in? No.

He probably took a fare upstate
again and pulled over on the way
back to get some sleep.

Now please tell me
you're handcuffed for fun.

Is there any way to run
a facial I.D. on that?

No.

Move the taxi.
This is a crime scene.

I'm sorry. My roommate and I are
just discussing his sexual proclivities.

- Move it now, or I'll arrest you.

Do you promise?
Handcuffs and everything?

Fine, I'm going.

I'll see you tonight.

See you.

This is my number.

It's my number.
Call me.

So how much did he get from the cage?

A million dollars.

One hundred stacks
of hundred-dollar bills.

We were switching out hundreds,
replacing the old bills with new ones.

How often do you
switch the bills?

Whenever we're asked
by the corporate office.

Or the Federal Reserve. So it's not regularly scheduled?

No, but this guy knew we had
bundled hundreds and knew
we were making the switch.

And why do you say that? Because
he had a briefcase...

the exact size
to fit one hundred stacks
of bundled hundreds.

Let's go. Wait a second.

I think I know why your guy
picked this bank.

Because he had three
possible escape routes.
You see the cross streets?

They all lead
to major north-south
and east-west avenues.

Spoken like a true wheelman.

Or a taxi driver who knows
it was a shift change...

and he and dozens of other cabs
would have been on those avenues...

at the exact same time.

So you're trying to tell me that
this guy took a chance to catch
a cab after robbing a bank?

It's not much of a chance if you know
the cabs are there, which he did.

Or if you know one
is waiting for you.

Hold on.

Okay. Here.

What

These are all the taxis
in the area right now.

At shift change, there would
have been dozens more.

There's an app
for everything, huh?

There might be an app
for everything,

but as a lifelong Brooklynite,
I know how hard it is to get a cab.

Oh. And this isn't Manhattan.

Where do you think those taxis
in Manhattan come from?

Wait. No. That's right, Brooklyn and Queens.

There are three major taxi companies
in the area,

and they all use
this street at shift change.

So this guy timed the robbery
with shift change.

- Yeah.
- Hey!

I'm not even gonna ask. No. Don't.

Your bank robber couldn't have shot
the guard from that direction.

The blood splatters
are going this way.

So there was a second suspect. Yep.

Yeah, the lookout. And how do you know that?

I also watch
a lot of movies.

The shooter also had a silencer.

He was also 30 feet away
from this direction.

That would put him in the street. Or in a passing taxi.

From that distance, with a .22 caliber,
through that door?

You would have to be stationary
or one hell of a shot.

Mm-hmm. All right, kids, I gotta go.

A lot of people
dying to meet me today.

It's a joke. A joke. Right.

Yeah, of course.

What? It's a joke!

People dying to meet her.
You didn't get that?

Oh, I hate these
sudden thundershowers.

He flagged me down
on this corner over here.

That alley leads all the way
through the block, right
to the street the bank is on.

He robbed the bank,
cut across the street,

darted down the alley to here,
where you were waiting for him.

Great, nice try,
but I wasn't waiting for him.

I was just driving by,
doing my job as usual,
picking up people.

- That's Skype.

Someone wants to talk. Oh, I wonder who it is?

What are you doing?

Who are you

I asked first.

Hey!

This is just a police detective, Nico.

Why are you with a police detective?
Are you in trouble?

He's just helping out.

- Detective Sullivan.

Her name is Caitlyn.

Really?
There is a Caitlyn in my class.

She's from Ireland,
and she's pretty like you.
Are you Irish too?

Yes, I am. I'm glad you're working with Papa.

I worry about him
being alone in New York.

You don't have to worry
about me. I'm fine.

I'm a taxi driver in New York.
I'm never alone.

I'm headed to the waterfront.

- You're gonna wanna meet me there.
- Okay.

The waterfront.

You're starting
to trust me, Detective.

Thank you.

Please. What are you doing?

I don't trust you.
Not at all.

Well, we got three shots
to the back of the head.

It's a .22 caliber
in a tight pattern.

No.

That's my friend
Vincent's taxi. No!

You know, taxi logs
and passengers confirm...

that you were on the Upper West Side
yesterday afternoon...

at the time
of Vincent's murder,

which means
that you are not the shooter...

and your story has credibility.

Yeah, at the cost
of my friend's life.

Dispatcher said
that Vincent's last call in...

was at 3:30 yesterday
afternoon from Park Slope.

That was an official call in. Some other
driver must have heard from him.

Can you find out
if anyone did?

Now.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Look, I don't have time
to go into details.

Yeah, Vincent.

I need you to find out where
he was yesterday around 4:30.

The body and the car
were doused in gasoline.

What's all over
the front window?

It's remnants of blood splatter.

The rest of the blood
was burnt up in the fire.

So, if the victim was shot
in the back of the head,

why is there blood splatter
on the passenger windshield?

Vincent would have put up
a fight, even with a gun to his head.

He probably saw his chance and
turned around to try and disarm the man.

No, the shooter
shot the victim through
the driver's side window.

- Second shooter.
- Did Vincent talk to anybody
after the dispatcher?

Yeah, he called
another driver at 4:30.

Told him he was
in downtown Brooklyn.

- Oh! He can't...
He can't go in the car!
- Leo!

- Cat, get him out of there.
- Wait a minute.

Look.

Guys, I'm gonna need a bag,
something.

This is Detective Sullivan.

I need to know if there was
a diamond robbery...

anywhere near downtown Brooklyn
yesterday afternoon after 4:30.

It was right before closing.

He hit the courier from behind,
and he stole the diamonds.

- Hey, man, nice shirt.
I sell 'em on the side.

- Thirty bucks for the T-shirt.

No, no way,
I'll give you 20.

Okay, how'd he
get passed security?
You have to be buzzed in.

He pushed his way
when the courier buzzed in.

- Don't you have
exterior cameras?
- We have a blind spot.

- Does your courier arrive
at a fixed point every day?
- No.

- Okay, I need copies of
your surveillance recordings.
- I got that.

You know where this is?

- Yeah, it's about
20 minutes from here.

No!

Are you okay,
Detective Sullivan?

That's where
my father was killed.

I'm sorry.

My father disappeared
when I was seven, without a trace.

I still don't know
if the man's dead or alive.

My father died in my arms.

Word came in
that an officer was down,

and I didn't know it was my father
until I got on the scene.

You may never find out
who killed your father.

That's not gonna happen.

They say, at some point,
you have to get on with your life.

If you don't learn to let it go,
it'll consume you.

Believe me, I know.

I'm not stopping
until my father's killer or killers...

have been brought to justice,
one way or another.

This file's too big.
It's encrypted.

I gotta... We gotta
go back to the office.

If the file's encrypted, how are you going to open it?

My father's encryption key.

And if I'm right,
whoever's sending this,
knows the program that he used.

And they know that I know.

Why isn't your son
in New York with you?

His mother remarried.
She has sole custody.

There's major encryption
on this file.

Someone's watching us? Yeah, or just me.

It's the surveillance video
from the Diamond Exchange.

This is a well-known
taxi cut-through.

It's the only two-way street
in the area.

He's waiting for the courier
to be buzzed in.

- The lookout.

And that's Vincent's taxi.

The perfect getaway car
in a city full of taxis.

And the only guy who can
identify him is the cab driver,

which is why they killed Vincent.

And which is why they
were going to kill me too
if you hadn't come along.

You saved my life.

Yeah.

Where are you

I ran a check on your cab driver.

Leo Romba served four years
in a French prison.

He was a wheelman
in a bank robbery.

A man was shot and killed.

Your cabbie lied
on his immigration form.
He's a convicted felon. I'm taking over the case, Cat.
I'll be there in 30 minutes.

This is why I don't
trust people,

especially men,
because they lie.

What is wrong with you? I'm claustrophobic.

- I'm claustrophobic.

You spent four years in prison.

That's why
I'm claustrophobic, okay?

I spent half my time
in solitary confinement.

Cat, I swear
on my son's life...

that I have nothing to do
with the bank robbery.

Do not bring
an innocent child into this.
And you know what?

It's Detective, not Cat.

I know you believe me, huh?
I can see it in your eyes.

Do not do the eye thing
with me.

They're telling me
you're in pain,

and that pain is masked
by anger and guilt.

You would like nothing more
than to curl up in bed and cry,

but you're afraid if you start crying,
you'll never stop.

Really?

- Yes.

Everything else
I know from observation.

Please enlighten me with the powers
of your observation.

I would rather not make you any more
angry than you already are.

I am the least angry person
I know!

Then I guess
you don't know many people.

So, enlighten me!

I said, enlighten me.

As you wish.

You became a cop
because of your father.

He wanted a boy,
so he raised you like one.

Your father loved you very much,
more than anything in the world.

His death changed you,

but not for the better.

Listen, please.

I am innocent.

Get up.

You answer this next question
truthfully,

or so help me God I will
make sure that you spend
the rest of your life in here.

Go ahead.

How did you know
all those things about me?

And don't tell me
it's from looking in my eyes.

When you spend four years
in prison as a marked man,

you learn to read
people quickly,

especially when
they're trying to kill you.

I don't know why, but I'm about
to risk my career for you.

Do not screw with me.

We have to go.
The F.B.I. is coming for you.

Video file decrypted.

Let's see what we got.

That's my father.

I'm sorry.

Well, let's go.

Where do you wanna go?

Some place my ex-husband
would never go.

Oh! And to what
do I owe this honor?

Oh, and you are? Leo.
I'm Leo Romba.

- Oh, well, oh!

Well, je m'appelle Francis,
but my friends call me Frankie.

I'm Caitlyn's older sister. Mother!

You're no fun, you know that?
Please, Mr. Romba, come in.

Ah, please,
make yourself comfortable.

I was just about to make some tea.
Would you like some?

Thank you. Wonderful.

She's nice. Wait.

How did you only serve four years
if a man was killed?

You cut a deal.

That's why you were
a marked man in prison.

They put you in solitary
for your own protection.

The bank we hit was being used
to launder money by a crime syndicate.

After we robbed the bank,
they came after us,

killing us off
one at a time.

I'm the only one left.

Nico's mother got so scared,
she begged me to tell
everything I knew, so I did.

And while I sat
in solitary confinement,

she divorced me
and married someone else.

And that's why you lied
on your immigration forms.

The French police didn't
offer you protective custody
when you got out, did they?

No.

Here we are.

Just a little something
that I whipped up.

Okay, well,
there's a 24-hour shop
around the corner,

but please help yourself.

This is my weakness.

Mmm. Here we are.

You're so lucky to have
such a wonderful mother.

Well, thank you. Wonderful?

It is so nice to be appreciated
by someone.

I never knew my mother.

She died when I was young.
I was raised by my grandparents
after my father disappeared.

Oh, you poor boy.

You just met the guy
and you already like him
more than me.

Caitlyn, I love you,
but unfortunately for you,

you have inherited all of
your mother's worst traits
and none of her best.

Thanks, Mom. You're welcome.

I am going to bed.

A woman needs her beauty rest
as I've often tried to tell my daughter,

but she never listens to me.

That's right, I will be downstairs,
second door on the left.

Good night.

Please excuse my mother.
She's become somewhat of a tramp
since my father died.

Maybe she's just lonely.

Bank safety deposit boxes
aren't insured by the federal
government like the money is,

so they used an outside insurer,
C.W. & Associates.

Same insurer as the diamonds? No.

They used First London
International.

But C.W. & Associates and
First London International...

are both subsidiaries
of New York Metro Enterprise,

who oversees security
for all of their insured.

It's my ex-husband.
We have to hide you.

- You said he wouldn't come here.
- Yeah, I didn't think he would. Get up.

My mother hates him.
She begged me not to marry him.

- You should listen to your mother more.

- I booked him into Central.

He's there waiting for you.

I checked Central.
Uh, he's not there.

Did you mean it...

when you said that you were
still in love with me?

Yes.

Then we should talk
about what happened. Dinner?

Okay.

When?

I'll call you.

Where is he?

Your mother has very nice...

Do not finish that sentence.

Oh come on, I was just hiding him. No.

Get out of that bed.

Oh. Get out!

Oh, oh.

You're not
a very good liar, Cat.

- Guess I should have
learned from you.
- Just turn him over.

Our computers were hacked.

They stole internal
security documents
with monthly audits...

listing vulnerabilities
in security with each client.

Were the bank and Diamond Exchange listed?

Yes.

New security measures
were about to be implemented.

We filed police reports
as soon as we were hacked.

The hackers were from China.

They were part of
the wave of Chinese
hacking American companies.

- Anna Miller.

Anna's the head
of our I.T. department.
She discovered the hackers.

Do you mind if I take a look
at the audit documents
that were stolen?

Just as long as they
don't leave this room.

Absolutely.

- The head of I.T. was nervous.
- Yeah, I saw that.

You think she was covering
for her boss?

I don't know,
but he's definitely ex-military,
so that makes him a marksman.

This is Detective Sullivan.

I need to run a check on two
New York Metro Enterprises...

Steve Henderson
and Anna Miller.

Yeah.

I know where they're going to hit next.

Where?

Armored car.
Today.

There's a street closure
due to construction in the area.

The armored car is scheduled
to pick up cash from a group
of high-end stores.

The car can't pull up in front.
The guards are gonna have to
walk half a block with the cash.

They're gonna be
out in the open.

And there's three viable
escape routes, all with
lots of taxis passing by.

The armored car is scheduled
to be there in 15 minutes.

So will we.

There it is.
There's the armored car.

- There's no sign of them.
- They're here somewhere. I know it.

Sullivan.

Wait, you gotta speak up.

Whoa, whoa, wait, wait.
Stop, Stop.

Steve Henderson served
in 101st Airborne in Iraq. What?

Wait a minute,
you're breaking up. What?

Anna Miller what?
Her husband what?

- Detective!

That's him, him! The guy
with the American flag helmet.

- Positive.

Freeze! Police!

Go! Go! Go!

I want a lawyer.
- You're gonna need one,

'cause we're charging you
with murder.

- Dominick did it.

Captain, I need warrants
for Dominick and Anna Miller.

He's an ex-cop,

fired by the department
after being accused of taking bribes.

Lost his pension
and his reputation.

He and his wife
must have hatched the plan...

after hearing about the Chinese hacking
taking place in American companies.

Anna knew when and where
the clients of the insurance
companies were vulnerable,

so she made it look like
the computers were hacked...

to throw the police off her trail.

Okay.

- I don't do elevators.

- Too small.

Oh, come on.

Going somewhere?
Hey!

Don't move.

Hey, N.Y.P.D.!

Hey, somebody
call for a taxi?

Yes, you're welcome.

The bank offered a reward,
so I put you up for it.

That'll just about cover
the amount of fares you owe me
for driving you around, right?

You said that was free. Leo Romba.
You're under arrest.

No, no, no.
If you arrest him,

there is no chance in hell
you and I will ever get back together.

He's here illegally.

What part of "no chance in hell"
did you not hear?

If you're still in love with me
like you say you are,

then you're gonna let this go.

Fine.

You would actually
go back to him?

What?
No, not in a million years.

Oh, so you did this for me? I have a friend in Immigration.

I'll talk to him
about your situation.

You're free to go.

Thank you. No, that's okay. No, no, no.

Hey, okay, put me down. Thank you.

Vincent's funeral this afternoon,
you should come.

I don't do funerals.

Okay.

It was a pleasure meeting you,
Detective Sullivan.

You too, Leo.

Sullivan, weren't you supposed
to be on foot patrol?

I didn't get behind the wheel once, Captain.

Uh-huh.

Cat, you do know
one of the reasons why
I'm your godfather, don't you?

I promised your father I would
take care of you if anything
ever happened to him.

You understand me?

So, do I get my car back?

No. What?

No!

You're not the only one
who misses him.

Did Dad ever talk about
what he was working on
before he died?

You know that I never let
your father talk about his work at home.

He talked about it
with me all the time.

Then why are you asking me?

Cat, if your father
had wanted you to know
what he was working on,

he would have told you and...

this obsession that you have
with finding his killer,
it's not good for you.

I can't believe
it doesn't bother you.

Your father wouldn't
have wanted it to bother me.

Well, he would have wanted me
to find out who murdered him.

So...

Hi.

Sorry,
I'm so sorry to interrupt.

No, you're not.
How are you, Leo?

I'm good,
thanks to your daughter. Sorry. Do you mind if
I talk to you for a minute?

You know, I was just leaving,
so that's fine.

Look, I'm very sorry to do this,
but I need you to take a look
at this for a minute.

Mm-hmm.

That's the diner. Yeah.

How... How did...
How did you...

I sort of have, like, a date
with the waitress, but...

See, the man with the beard,
he's trying to hide his face.

Well, the fake beard
and dark sunglasses
kind of give that away.

Yeah, but the man
he's talking to is not hiding.

I've seen his eyes before.
Do you know him?

That's the Internal Affairs officer
that covers my father's investigation.

Listen, I don't know
what happened to my father,

but I'm going to help you
find out what happened to yours.

Anytime you need a ride,
you call, and I'll be there.