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Previously on East New York...

This is Adam Lustig.

Adam's the major developer in East New York.

Do me a favor,

play Sherlock Holmes on your own time.

When people suddenly become uncooperative,

they usually have something to hide.

I count three. No, please.

Please... One...

Nothing my lawyer can't handle, Ray.

Nothing my lawyer can't handle.

SHARPE: Alison Cha is

a very important addition to our team.

We could have dinner together.

As long as it's not al fresco.

(chuckles) It won't be.

What are you doing here? You can't force your way

onto church property, Chief.

Make a plate for your brother.

What do I always say? Family first.

Family last. (speaks Spanish)

I went out to the car

to get my phone, and I stayed out there,

hoping that if anybody had to get shot,

it wouldn't be me.

What can I do?

Nothing.

Okay.

BENTLEY (echoing): If you're training me to be like you,

why don't you let me drive every once in a while?

SANDEFORD: Think fast. (keys jingle)

(Bentley laughs)

BENTLEY: Who's got it better than us?

MAN: What's up, man?

(gun cocks)

(gunshot)

SANDEFORD: Bentley!

(panting echoes)

♪ ♪

(stopwatch beeps)

Seven-five indoors.

Now, that

is gonna beat anyone that you go against on Saturday.

How'd I do?

You did good.

That was... That was incredible.

How do you feel?

I feel good. I could definitely

do another event on Saturday, though.

You're doing the hundred and the four-by-one.

That's enough for one meet, Georgia.

Even though she just killed it in the hundred-meter hurdle?

SABRINA: No, no, no. No hurdles.

Tanya's been practicing her hand-off.

She could definitely run

the third leg in the four-by-one.

Uh, let us decide who the top four runners are.

In the meantime,

you girls go hit the showers.

Nice work.

Is she in the top four?

Not even on her best day.

That settles that.

But I'm just so glad that I was

able to convince you to help coach.

Well, my mom used to help coach me.

I figured it was

a full circle type thing, you know?

Hey. (panting heavily)

What was my time?

I wasn't timing you.

I was only timing Georgia, Andre. No. No.

(women chuckling)

You did good, man.

SABRINA: Thanks for helping us out.

He single? Sabrina.

What? (whistle blows)

(indistinct chatter from television)

(indistinct television chatter continues)

(distant gunshot)

(distant gunshot, glass breaks)

(car alarm blares)

(knock on door)

Who is it?

BENTLEY: It's me.

Did you hear that? Yeah, I called it in.

What, you had to come check up on me?

If there's a situation,

there needs to be two of us responding.

Shots fired at Ruskin Gardens. Two off-duty members

of the service wearing rain jackets.

Show us responding.

(loud metal music plays)

(overlapping chatter)

♪ It's crazy ♪

♪ Are you trying to play me? ♪

♪ You've become afraid of me ♪

♪ Nah, it's crazy... ♪

My man. Yo, Lorenzo.

Hey, what up, big man?

It's 10:30, Cody.

Party time is over.

Okay. Come on, man.

Just come have a drink or something.

I don't want nothing to drink, man.

I want to go to sleep.

Hey, I know the dude.

I know the dude just for you.

Somebody get this man a Henny.

(overlapping chatter)

(music continues playing in distance)

Hey, did you guys hear the gunshots?

(chatter stops)

(overlapping chatter resumes)

You got no consideration, Cody.

You got hard-working people out here

who can't get to sleep.

You got your grandmother in the room

with her door closed.

(laughs)

Yo, my grandma is chill, bro.

She sleep through anything.

I'm gonna tell you this right now, man.

I got to come out my apartment one more time,

I'm shutting it down myself.

"Shut it down myself." (laughs)

Yo, 'Renzo got a real

stick up his ass. For real.

(indistinct chatter)

♪ You in the danger zone. ♪

(police radio chatter)

What's going on?

QUINLAN: Gun's registered to his father.

Here you go.

It's been cleared.

Young genius thought it would be funny

to leave the party and shoot out a streetlight.

Party central was apartment 1-C.

Let's check to see

if anybody there was involved.

Meantime, run him in.

(knock on door)

HAYWOOD: Who is it that lives in this apartment?

I do.

And you are?

I'm her grandniece.

I live over in building H.

Who was having the party?

GRANDNIECE: That would be my cousin.

Cody. He's been living here.

Where is he now?

He's probably around here somewhere.

He can't be

keeping folks up at night.

I already told him that.

It might be that a police officer has to tell him that.

There ain't no need for that,

ma'am. Most times,

when I tell him to do something, he does it.

All right.

We'll let you get back to sleep.

I get you back in bed, Aunt Lillie?

Well, didn't turn out to be much of anything, boss.

Sorry to get you over here.

No, no, don't be sorry.

When there are gunshots fired,

and two of my officers are living there,

I need to know about it, okay?

Mm-hmm. All right.

How're you holding up?

Okay. I soaked in some Epsom salts.

Well, make sure you get some rest.

Yeah. She's got me running with these youngsters

at this track club. Oh.

What do you think about Georgia?

She's fast.

Who's this?

Uh, their top sprinter.

Yeah, she ran an 11.5 hundred

at her last meet. Just into the wind.

It was... You know...

(woman screams)

WOMAN: Oh, my God...

Excuse me, sir. Please stand back.

Any idea who this is?

It's my cousin. Cody.

LILLIE: Tiffany?

TIFFANY: It's all right, Aunt Lillie.

LILLIE: Who was that screaming?

Just some girl.

Radio Crime Scene that we have a homicide.

Seal off the apartment.

Okay.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(knock on door) Yeah?

Ma?

They don't make it easy to get in here.

(speaks Spanish)

...let me you know were coming?

I decided last-minute

that what I got to say

is better to say it in person.

Ma, what is it?

Your brother's church is being sold.

Uh...

Sold? To-to who?

To... I don't know, somebody who wants the property.

I don't know who.

Yeah, well, there's a lot of that

happening in East New York, Ma.

That's all you got to say?

"There's a lot of that happening"?

It's the Brooklyn Diocese,

sometimes they decide to consolidate...

That church is his whole life.

Uh, I don't think that there's a lot that I could do, Ma.

You can call your brother

and ask him how he is.

Not for nothing, but he could call me also.

Okay, you don't call him and he doesn't call you?

So you're strangers now? (speaks Spanish)

All right, I will call him.

Good.

(speaks Spanish)

Forget about it. Forget call. Go see him.

All right. I'll go see him.

Okay. Well...

(speaks Spanish) Love you, too.

How do I get out of here?

Okay, come on.

Apparently,

neither Quinlan nor Bentley

had any interactions with Cody.

He lived in a different building from them.

And he has half a dozen collars.

Possession, disorderly conduct,

plus eight outstanding warrants.

I think we should talk to the grandmother again.

Her niece said she had to give her a sedative.

Head over there. Maybe it's worn off.

Oh. Well, lookee here.

Old Carl Lewis

done pulled a hammy. No, I did not.

Just preventative measures, my man.

Who you trying to impress, Andre?

Nobody.

So you out there running sprints

with our CO just for fun?

I'm out there because she asked me to be out there,

And you know what? Hmm?

I'm still capable of respectable times in the hundred.

You're out there trying to show her

that your head is on straight.

Now, uh, would you kindly

move your capable feet so I can get to my locker?

Please. Thank you.

So kind of you.

(locker door squeaks open)

MORALES: Did your grandson have an argument with anyone?

Not that I know of.

The music was so loud,

and she was in her room with the door closed.

She wouldn't have heard it if he was.

I think I would've heard it.

Okay, Aunt Lillie.

What time did you get here, Ms. Edwards?

TIFFANY: After the cops arrived.

The sirens woke me up.

I saw the police cars lined up and down the street, so...

I decided to see what was going on.

You didn't want to come over to hang out beforehand?

Cody asked me all the time,

"Come on, cuz. Come chill with us."

I was dead on my feet last night.

I wasn't going nowhere.

LILLIE: I had two

doctor's appointments yesterday.

TIFFANY: You did.

She takes me.

She waits for me.

All right, Aunt Lillie.

They're not interested in who takes you to the doctor.

Would you happen to know the names

of some of the people who were here?

I know Renaldo was here.

MORALES: Would you happen to know his last name?

Briggs. Renaldo Briggs.

All right, is there, um, anyone else?

Probably that boy Draymon was there.

MORALES: What's his last name?

I wouldn't know that.

Straw.

Let's get you something to eat, Aunt Lillie.

You haven't had anything yet today.

(sniffles)

I don't want nothing.

She just needs to eat.

Okay.

Thank you for your time.

(crying)

Okay, okay.

Okay.

You know what? Huh?

I'll never get used to these kind of shoes.

Why not? They look good on you.

But they don't take a shine.

You gonna be wearing hard-soled shoes

walking a foot post?

I'm not saying that they're not more comfortable.

What I'm saying is when you look good,

you do better at your job.

Guys. Hey.

Hey, Brandy.

How you doing? Good.

Are you sore from working out

with the girls' track club yesterday?

Okay, everybody got jokes today.

I'll see you out front. All right.

I'm feeling all right.

Good.

You know, this is

the track club that Haywood's helping out with, right?

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

I know that you're helping her help out.

Brandy?

Andre?

I ran some sprints.

It actually feels really good.

Great.

Mom told me they're selling the church.

Looks like it.

They say why?

The land the church is sitting on

is a lot more valuable to developers

than it's worth as a place where a few aging Filipinos

and Puerto Ricans come for Mass.

So, it's a done deal?

Afraid so.

Bishop called me himself.

Wow. Well, I'm sorry, Frank.

Matthew tells us Jesus entered the temple

and drove out all who sold and bought

in the temple.

He said "My house

"shall be called a house of prayer,

but you have made it a den of thieves."

Why would I imagine it could be otherwise?

KILLIAN: Renaldo, what can you tell us about Cody's death?

Man, I'm sick about it.

You see him having an argument with anyone?

That was the thing about Cody. He was fickle as hell.

What do you mean by that?

What do you mean by that? If you were his friend,

you were his friend.

DRAYMON: You start cracking the wrong jokes about Cody,

all of a sudden he'd be like,

"That's my liquor you're drinking,

my weed you're smoking. Give me $20."

You say you ain't got it,

he get ugly.

And he get ugly last night?

Last night, he was chilled out.

He had his girl.

He was hanging.

Draymon, you know his girl's name?

Yeah.

Savannah Obie.

Savannah Obie.

Savannah Obie.

It's the police. We'd like to talk to you.

(knocking on door)

Savannah Obie?

Savannah Obie?

Police. Stop.

Yo, bros, police after me.

Please, I need your bike, I need your bike.

Hey, chill!

(screams)

You're gonna have to wait on the bike ride, Savannah.

Now stand up.

(grunts) All right.

Come on, let's go.

What was the relationship between you and Cody?

He did his thing and I did mine.

If we were both in the same place

at the same time, we'd hook up,

but I don't know who else he was into,

and I don't know what he was into.

Yeah, but you were with him last night.

Until I left.

KILLIAN: Then why'd you leave?

'Cause I was meeting somebody else, okay?

Who?

I ain't gonna say his name.

This isn't a social visit, Savannah.

It's a homicide investigation.

That means you're gonna give us names, times and places,

and we're gonna have to verify them.

Unless I say I want to talk to Johnnie Cochran, right?

Johnnie Cochran's dead.

Well, somebody like Johnnie Cochran.

MORALES: So you're not interested in

helping us find who killed your friend,

is that right?

It wasn't me, I could tell you that much.

Well, no one's accusing you.

I'd be looking at that fool Draymon.

Yeah? Why's that?

He was seeing Cody's cousin, Tiffany,

who Cody couldn't stand.

Cody could have got up

in Draymon's business,

Draymon could have snapped.

That's who I'd be looking at.

You're welcome.

(door opens)

(door creaks shut)

Ah.

Chief. Sorry I'm late.

You know, they told me a representative of the LLC

buying the church would be meeting with me.

I had no idea it would be you.

Well, it's always best not to

trumpet your personal identity

in real estate transactions, Chief.

It just gives the rabble an opportunity

to score some points,

not to mention to threaten my personal safety.

(chuckles)

I don't know how you managed to stay out of prison, Mr. Lustig.

(laughs) That shouldn't be a surprise to you.

I mean, all that drama stemmed from

that crazy real estate broker Brenda Sykes.

What, you think I'm clumsy enough

to have some Slavic steroid monster

shoot up a van in broad daylight?

Or lucky enough to have someone

like Regina Haywood save your life.

(exhales) Yeah.

I am forever grateful to her for that.

So, not only aren't you in prison,

you're the principal partner in this LLC.

It is an incredibly exciting time

to be a real estate developer in New York.

You're looking to acquire the land

under St. Abigail's?

St. Abigail's.

Oh, you don't know.

Across from the park on Knickerbocker.

Oh, right, yes. Absolutely.

60 units, state-of-the-art environmentally,

which means

green roof, in-unit composting,

geothermal heating and cooling.

Hmm. You set on that location?

Well, it all starts with the location, Chief.

It's the first rule of real estate.

I'm just wondering if there might be, uh,

some other alternatives around there.

(chuckles) Okay, what, are you... looking for

a finder's fee from someone?

The church means a lot to the people in the parish.

Well, there are plenty of churches in Brooklyn.

People get attached to the ones

they've spent their lives going to.

You get attached, you get unattached.

It's the life of the city, Chief.

I'm in the mood for a burger. They got good burgers?

It says "Goody's Hotspot."

I could make this into a fortune, let me tell you.

All right, I'll see you later.

HAYWOOD: All right, I'll see you there.

Oh, hey, Andre. How you doing, Coach?

Good. Oh, can I just let you know

that the girls really appreciate

you coming to practice?

Oh. Well, I appreciate them. Mmm.

For one thing, you're closer to them in age

than me or Regina.

BENTLEY: I never thought about that

but, yeah, I guess you're right.

QUINLAN: Hey. Hey.

You heading home?

Yeah, I'm just gonna swing by the track on the way.

Okay.

I'll see you soon. All right.

I meant to tell you, too,

that you're not a bad runner yourself.

Thank you. Yeah, I mean,

you've got good form.

You could work on that breath control, though.

Well, I'll work on my breath control for next practice, then.

All right. All right.

See you later. I'll see you.

So, I'm gonna go handle some business, all right?

But you roll in and you do your thing.

I'm gonna do my thing, but you just got to

remember to come pick me up.

On time. That was one...

(conversation continues indistinctly)

WOMAN: Hey, Coach.

TANYA: Fool, just answer the question.

Nobody else seems to have a problem with it.

If you're not already on the track,

you two are running late.

Y'all moving like you want extra laps.

My bad, mama.

Watch your mouth, Georgia.

GEORGIA: Sorry, Coach.

SABRINA: Go inside and get warmed up.

Hey, who is that guy?

I don't know.

Okay, I'll go this way. Hey.

What, you guys get a call about something else here?

Yeah, we're looking for this guy, Draymon Straw.

If it's who I think it is, he's in 1-W.

You doing your own recon now, Brandy?

Wouldn't you, if you lived here?

I wouldn't live here, for starters.

Let me just take you to him.

Oh, laundry day.

Oh.

Why?

You got more questions for me?

Just making sure we didn't miss anything.

Somebody told us you've been, uh,

going out with Cody's cousin, Tiffany.

What's that got to do with anything?

MORALES: Mmm, a lot.

Like not upsetting Cody

that you were kicking it with Tiffany.

(chuckles) Cody's my boy.

He's the one who introduced us.

You said you left at what time?

Around, like, 11:30?

And by that point,

had Cody gotten into a beef with anyone?

I'm not obligated to answer anything

'cause I did nothing.

Excuse me.

Looks like we're gonna have to knock on every door in here.

It's gonna be a real drag when people start asking

why two detectives are hanging around Ruskin Gardens.

Folks start talking,

one person tells the next

how we got to them.

Not only that,

they play detective themselves.

Ah. They start tracking who said what

that leads all the way...

BOTH: Back to 1-W.

It's... (chuckles)

(clears throat)

Words get really twisted when you're not the one

telling the whole story, Draymon.

All right, all right.

I don't want nobody to know this was me

who told you this.

All right, we'll try to keep your name out of it.

There's a guy named Lorenzo who lives in 1-P.

Big dude.

He was pissed off the noise woke him up,

told Cody if he didn't shut it down,

Lorenzo'd come back and shut it down himself.

Okay.

Thanks.

Took notes? Yeah.

Where's 1-P?

Why you got so many earrings?

Why she always got so many questions, Georgia?

(whistle blows)

Okay, break's over.

GEORGIA: Hey, Coach. Yo.

That mean you finally gonna

run with us today?

Only if you could keep up.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

Oh, all right, we'll see about that. Yeah.

For real, though, who is this guy

over here?

You plan on finding out?

I'm gonna be over here.

Hi. Can I help you?

Just gonna watch my friends Georgia and Tanya work it out.

This is a closed practice.

Since when?

I want to keep the athletes

focused and not distracted.

Nobody else seems to have a problem with it.

I didn't catch your name.

'Cause I didn't throw it.

(vehicle door opens)

(vehicle door shuts)

(engine starts)

SANDEFORD: Connect Four? QUINLAN: Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

How about some Spades or some bones?

I don't know how to play either of those.

Then let me teach you.

See, the worst thing you could have at the table

is a partner who don't know what the hell they doing.

Hey, Lorenzo. How you doing, Sandeford?

All good. Lorenzo.

We heard that you paid Cody Toliver

a visit the other night.

Who are you?

This is Officer Brandy Quinlan, also from 7-4.

Look, I'm a working man.

Most days, my feet hit the floor at 5:00 in the morning.

I asked him to keep the noise down

out of consideration.

Yeah, that's-that's not too much to ask.

A detective put a business card under my door,

said they wanted to talk to me.

Well, I live in Ruskin Gardens,

and I don't have a business card.

(chuckles) I just figured

I'd walk up and try and catch you.

I didn't kill Cody. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Nobody said you killed nobody,

and I ain't asking you to snitch on nobody.

But Cody got murdered, and that ain't going away.

You her boss?

No,

but she's somebody you might want to take seriously.

(Lorenzo sighs)

A half a dozen people saw me go back into my apartment.

And if that's not enough, I was on the phone

with my ex-wife and I bought a pair

of bedroom slippers for my mother on Amazon.

Okay.

Any idea who did kill him?

Tiffany did the heavy lifting,

Cody burned through Grandma's money.

By rights, should've been her.

That was her grandson, though.

You never wanted to kill anyone in your family?

Have a nice night.

(knocks)

HAYWOOD: Did you run that license plate?

Car was registered to a Dexter Harper,

who was recently collared for credit card,

Paycheck Protection Program fraud,

among other things.

But who you probably saw was Terrence Harper,

that's Dexter's son.

Dexter ain't getting out for a while.

Terrence was arrested for car theft

last year.

Thanks, Stan.

Is this something you want me keep an eye out for?

No, I can handle it. Thank you.

All right.

(groans)

Rough night of bouncing?

(sighs)

One of the members of some

Korean boy band came in

to the bar with his whole entourage.

I had to make sure nobody approached him.

Didn't get out of there till 2:00 a.m.

You can't keep this going indefinitely.

You know that, right?

Yeah, well, Corinne was counting on me

to come up with the money

to keep the lights on in that joint.

She still has to be able to count on me.

'Cause that way she'll see what a big mistake she made

dumping you. Yeah.

Something like that.

What, you gonna tell me I'm stupid

for wanting that? No, you're stupid

for a lot of reasons,

and that's why I love you. Yeah. (dry chuckle)

Can we get to work now?

Yes, please.

MORALES: As always, we start with the finances.

(sighs, clears throat)

These are the grandmother's credit card statements...

KILLIAN: Wow, $600 sneakers.

Hmm, dinners at Mr. Chow's.

Wow, somebody's living their best life.

Grandma Toliver didn't strike me as a sneaker head, either.

Safe to say...

...it's not Lillie Toliver.

So, I guess the trade-off was

Cody taking care of his grandmother.

I'm sorry for interrupting.

Um... could I possibly give you my take on this?

Go ahead.

So, Cody wasn't taking care of her.

Her niece Tiffany was.

And according to this guy Lorenzo,

Tiffany does everything.

Oh, so you're conducting interviews now?

Well, I've gotten to know people that live in Ruskin Gardens,

which, I thought that was the whole idea behind

having members of the service move in there.

I mean, since I see them every day

in the elevators, lobby, laundry room,

my face has become familiar enough to them,

that they open up to me.

Did Lorenzo share any insight

into who might've done the murder, then?

He didn't want to point any fingers.

But...

I have seen Tiffany

get her aunt from a wheelchair

into a taxi cab to go to church,

and I remember thinking that...

this was her whole life.

I think we ought to talk to Tiffany.

Pastrami on rye

from Gottlieb's.

You interested?

You could twist my arm.

(chuckles)

Gottlieb's, huh?

I did not expect that you would know about Gottlieb's.

Well, being constantly

on the move with politicians

works up quite an appetite. Mm.

Something I should, uh, remember, huh?

Have a seat.

Okay.

So, uh,

you met with Adam Lustig.

I did.

Adam needs

frequent reassurance that he is as important

as he thinks he is,

but he does come through

with campaign contributions when we need him to.

So, apparently he told you that I, uh,

reached out to him. Did he tell you why?

Well, whether or not he did...

...you could assume that

I would find out.

I took a shot that he might be open

to leaving

my brother's church intact.

Well, intact or not,

your brother's problem is with

the Brooklyn Diocese,

not Lustig.

And my brother's problem becomes

my problem, something I can't ignore.

Do you know Bishop McAllister?

Um... I think we marched

in the St. Paddy's Day Parade together,

been to a couple of cop funerals.

I don't really know him, but...

You know that he is on the shortlist

to make cardinal?

Okay, I did not know that.

If this world is going to make

any kind of sense to you at all,

that is something you should know.

Bon appétit.

(whistle blows)

Hey, Georgia.

Can I talk to you a minute? What's up, Regina?

Hey-yo. You don't want to talk to me?

No, I don't want to talk to you,

I want you to do your drills, girl.

Oh, a'ight.

A'ight.

She crazy, isn't she?

(laughs)

Hey, how much do you know about Terrence Harper?

I know he's Tanya's boyfriend.

Is there something I should know?

Would it surprise you to know

that he's got a criminal record?

Not really.

We've known lots of guys with a criminal record.

Yeah.

His father, he's serving a 15-year sentence

in a federal prison, so there's that.

How is it you know all this?

Oh, I'm a cop. It's my business to know.

Okay.

Why you telling me this?

You could run track for a Division One school.

Get a first-rate college education

on a full ride.

And you continue to be disciplined,

you stay focused, you stay healthy.

Georgia,

you don't want to look back five

or ten years or 15 years from now

with nothing but regret about what you didn't do.

I've had a lot of people

tell me this before,

mostly people who don't know me.

They think they do, but they don't.

And what about the people who do know you? Like Tanya?

She know me.

I'm not talking about Tanya.

No, I know you're not.

She don't count, do she?

I didn't say that.

Look, I don't need nobody

to tell me how to live my life, Miss.

I'm sure you got all the best intentions,

but I don't need nobody to do that.

(whistle blows)

TIFFANY: Come on in.

You have good news for us?

MORALES: We're actually

kind of stuck right now.

KILLIAN: The only word we have is that

your grandson succumbed to

a stab wound through the abdomen,

and no murder weapon has been recovered,

though the ME thinks it was scissors.

LILLIE: I don't understand how this

could happen with people around.

No one saw anything?

MORALES: We don't

understand it, either.

Tiffany,

you mind taking

a ride with us? We won't keep you long.

You want me?

We were just about to go pick up a prescription.

No, we'll get it picked up.

I still need to cook dinner.

Well, you can get something delivered.

She doesn't like take-out,

she's not gonna eat it.

LILLIE: It's all right, honey.

You don't have to worry about me, I-I'll be fine.

Oh, okay.

Um... I'll be back.

(door closes)

FRANK: The frescos were salvaged from a church in Sienna.

The brick work was done by immigrant Italian masons,

one of them related to Nicola Sacco.

They used this church

to raise money for his defense.

I don't think she knows who Nicola Sacco was, Frank.

Sacco and Vanzetti.

Italian anarchists executed for murder.

You continue to underestimate me, don't you?

(door opens)

Your Excellency.

Chief.

How are you, Allison?

Been well, Your Excellency.

Frank, because Allison asked me

to look into this situation personally,

because we've known each other for a long time,

I wanted to come and tell you myself

there doesn't appear to be any way

not to go through with the sale.

Much as we believe in miracles,

we don't necessarily expect them.

If we could save the place, we would.

I understand.

Even if we were willing to spend the million-and-a-half

necessary to repoint the masonry,

the fact remains that the Brooklyn Diocese

is in contract to sell the building.

Has the buyer been approached?

I spoke to their representative

after I got the call from Allison, and, in that they

made the payment needed to seal the deal,

they're expecting us to honor

our end of the bargain.

There's no getting out of it. I...

I'm sorry.

I'll tell the parishioners.

MORALES: From everything we've heard,

you take very good care of your aunt.

I do what has to be done.

You do it.

Yes, I do it. So what?

KILLIAN: I imagine that takes up a lot of your time.

TIFFANY: I'm not complaining, am I?

MORALES: You have a particularly close relationship with your aunt.

TIFFANY: I don't know if it's

particularly close.

She did stuff with me when I was little

that my own mother couldn't or... didn't.

Aunt Lillie took me out to the botanical gardens,

she took me out on one of those boats

they have down at Sheepshead Bay,

even though she was terrified

of getting out on the water.

KILLIAN: Which is why you're

so devoted to her now.

There doesn't have to be a reason.

When I needed her to, she took care of me.

When she needs me, I take care of her.

That's what people do for each other.

Not all people.

Right.

Not all people.

It usually falls on one person, doesn't it?

YENKO: Where my mother was concerned,

that one person was me.

KILLIAN: So tell me, how-how was your cousin as far as

pitching in?

He helped out sometimes.

He was living there, though.

Yeah, he was living there.

Did it get any easier

on you once he moved in?

YENKO: You run yourself ragged, and there's...

there's never enough you can do.

Is your mom still with us?

No.

Been two years now.

MORALES: We know your cousin

was going through your aunt's money,

Tiffany.

Yeah... he was.

KILLIAN: Yeah, running up her credit card bills,

cashing her Social Security checks...

In her eyes, he could do no wrong.

Let me tell you something about long-term caregivers.

They start thinking crazy things.

MORALES: Did you ever confront your cousin?

TIFFANY: I tried to have

calm conversations with him.

What about the night he was killed?

I asked him if he could contribute something.

I told him that I wanted to

hire a home health aide

just so I could find a different job, maybe,

or have a little bit more of a life.

She's about to go for it.

MORALES: Did it get physical?

YENKO: Yeah, now is the time you set the foundation

for self-defense. Now.

I'm going in there for a second.

MORALES: You said it got physical.

Why don't you talk us through it?

Excuse me. Ms. Edwards? Captain Yenko.

We don't want to put words in your mouth,

nor do we want you to say anything

that isn't 100% truthful.

But if you did

confront your cousin,

and if that confrontation became violent,

if you were concerned for your life,

and that caused you

to grab the scissors out of self-defense,

I think we agree

that now is the time

to say that.

(crying): I thought he was gonna kill me.

I had to defend myself.

Hey. Hey.

Heard they took Tiffany away.

Yeah, I heard they wanted to ask her a couple questions.

Be a damn shame if they charge her.

Well, they'll only do that if there's evidence

that she committed a crime.

It was up to the people who live here,

they wouldn't do it regardless.

Well, they got to do

what they got to do. Come to think of it,

you're one of those people who live here.

Yeah, that's right.

Maybe sometime you'll tell me just how

that came to pass.

It's actually pretty straightforward.

(laughs)

I doubt it. No, really, I...

(laughs)

Hey. I was looking for you.

I thought we could've rode back together.

I just... The bus was right there, so I just hopped on.

You the other cop that moved in here?

Yeah.

Um, this is Lorenzo.

What's up?

What's up?

Well, I'm gonna take a shower.

Do you want to do dinner?

Not tonight.

I'll see you soon, Lorenzo. Later.

Nice to meet you, Lorenzo.

Yeah, you, too.

Now, I've extended you the courtesy

of meeting you in a bar and coming to your office,

when I generally like to conduct business

out of my office.

SUAREZ: I appreciate.

Yeah, well, you are a two-star chief,

and word out of Puzzle Palace

has you being appointed commissioner

if Sharpe gets elected mayor,

so it'd be silly not to act somewhat deferential.

Having attempted negotiation with you and the diocese,

I'm left with the inescapable conclusion

that I need to be a little more direct.

I want the contract of sale

for St. Abigail's ripped up.

I want that building to remain a church,

and any repairs that are necessary...

...they're gonna be paid for by you. Personally.

(chuckles) Okay.

Uh, what, did you dream this up

in fantasy cops and robbers camp?

Compel the sale of that church to go forward,

and you're gonna have detectives

from Brooklyn North to Manhattan watching your every move.

So you can roll the dice,

see if you'll dodge prison a second time,

but, uh,

Vegas odds,

they aren't in your favor.

(sighs)

All right, Chief.

I'll err on the side of caution.

This time.

(crowd clapping, cheering)

(whistle blows)

(knock on door)

Yeah?

Hey, I was just about to call you.

Georgia reminds me of

Allyson Felix, the way she comes

out of the blocks. Regina...

And also, before I forget,

I also think that we ought to let her

give hurdling a shot.

I mean, if that's what she wants,

it might be good for her.

Regina. Yeah?

Georgia quit.

She said she was quitting

or she already quit?

Well, she left me a voice mail

saying that she's quitting the club.

Well, let me talk to her.

I got personal with her,

and this is her way of telling me off.

I don't think so.

She wants to crush that meet

on Saturday, Sabrina.

She's not gonna give up on that so easily.

She asked that neither one of us contact her.

It's better if we just leave her alone.

For now.

Look, I got to go, but we'll talk.

Okay. All right.

("Treacherous Game" by Clover the Curvy plays)

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ♪

♪ There's snakes in this garden ♪

♪ There's ghosts in every town ♪

♪ But I won't raise this white flag ♪

♪ When war is all around ♪

♪ This is ♪

♪ War... ♪

♪ This is ♪

♪ War... ♪

♪ In this treacherous game ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ♪

♪ It's a treacherous game. ♪

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