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Previously on Third Watch. Roy Lane, FBI.

She's under the same umbrella.

Screw her.

I was in a jam.

She was helping me.

Daddy!

Daddy!

Lou! Tell her to get out.

Help me, Doc.

Help me.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that flow. I am sunlight on ripened grain.

I need help.

Swing, Taylor. I need a loop.

Taylor, you're on the bus.

Who brought you to number one over here?

Do not stand at my grave and cry Do

not stand at my grave and cry Do

not stand at my grave and cry

I did not die.

It doesn't matter how I know. He was only doing research on the drug world.

It was for his new book.

What the hell do you base... No, what the hell do you base these articles on?

There's no requirement to getting the facts right?

Not calling him a drug addict every third paragraph. That would be great.

The police?

Yeah. Yeah, maybe I will. Maybe I'll ask them today.

You're okay. You're okay. You're in the hospital.

Hospital.

Yes? Someone get my wife's doctor.

Someone will write her.

She's awake.

And my trainee is late.

Your trainee's in East New York.

What? Geniuses downtown sent him to the wrong location.

Yeah, Eugene Rawson. Eugene Rawson. Who are you?

I'm Parker. I'm an FDNY paramedic.

Doc Parker.

Man, we heard all about you at the academy.

You were supposed to report to me at the 5 -5 a couple of days ago.

Yeah, I'm going to start there today.

You had to take your seat that night. Your seat.

Her name was Taylor.

Alex Taylor was because she's dead now.

Killed doing a job you should have been doing. No, no. And she's dead.

From now on, it's a bonus for you. A bonus, you hear me?

Fine.

Sorry doesn't bring anyone back.

That's something I know.

It's just not right.

What is it? He wasn't a drug addict.

Hey, John.

Oh, man, it's going to be one happy. Yeah. Yeah.

First time I've seen him late.

Still got to see him.

I'm looking for Jim Zambrano.

I'm Jim.

Kim, who are you? Oh, I'm sorry. It says Jim.

I'm Eugene Rossi.

All this and a newbie?

Supervisor Jim Zambrano.

Very nice.

Supervisor?

I'm supervising paramedic in the house now.

Just like that?

Listen, Rossi, here's the deal. If you're not here 15 minutes before the

you're considered late.

Today you're late.

I don't know. I was right on the fly.

Don't be late tomorrow.

And I'm sorry about the name thing.

I'm sorry.

I'll be right back.

Get him a mocha cola.

Hey, Bosco! Just like that, she's giving an order?

You got a minute?

No. Look, I just had a few questions about Aaron.

Noble?

I know you were there, Bosco. I need to know what happened.

Why? What was he to you?

We were dating for a couple weeks.

I know he was running with a scary crowd, but that was just for the book he

writing. Pam, I can't.

I'm sorry.

It's police business.

Bosco.

I heard Cruz went home today.

Shot in the head and she leaves the hospital after a day and a half.

She better make church one of her first stops.

Yeah, I can't see Cruz in a church setting.

He's Catholic.

Goes every Sunday. Even tried to hit the Wednesday mass when she isn't working.

Tell me I'm seeing things.

What are you doing here?

What's it look like? You crazy? At least stay home till the smoke clears, man.

If I want your advice, I'll ask for it. Good idea, Bosco. Piss on the few

friends you got left.

Is that bad, huh?

You know how the rumor mill goes.

Lack of any real information never stopped a bunch of cops from passing

judgment.

It's Monroe, right? Yeah, how you doing? Mind your own business, Monroe.

Ooh. It's not often that you meet someone who completely lives up to the

horrible things people say about him.

So it's true.

Ratted out Cruz at Swirsky, said she was dirty. She is dirty.

And yet she goes to church twice a week.

There's a lesson in there somewhere.

There's a lot of people pissed off over you going to the bosses.

Better keep a low profile from here on in, Bosco.

Let I be handler.

I be right.

Hey, Doc, last day on the street, huh?

Yeah.

Oh, hey, Doc, wait a second.

Mrs.

Johnson's in there.

I don't mean to disturb you.

You're not.

I need something from you.

Go ahead.

Yeah, just, I really need it.

Go ahead, Doc.

It's all right.

Ruth, I'm sorry.

You've got nothing to apologize for.

We're only paramedics, so we don't get the fancy, you know.

Doc, this is the new guy.

Yeah, I know who it is. Really?

Get this.

His paperwork told him to report to Jim Zambrano.

That's because they don't believe downtown that a woman could be a

this department.

You're going to set them straight, right, Doc?

Are you finished?

Yeah.

All right, let's hit the street.

Yeah, it's going to be one real happy shift.

Fellas, balls on you to show your face.

I got no beef with you guys. You couldn't keep your mouth shut, like I

at least regroup a little? I said it was just time. That don't keep them from

looking hard at me, too. And I don't like being looked at that way. I never

anything about you.

Anti -crime is a team.

One falls, we all fall. What the hell is this?

Nothing, boss.

Well, you're damn right nothing. Move out.

Not you, Bosco.

When I said stay home, That was not a suggestion.

Listen to me. They, Northcutt, may be loyal to Cruz, but they were not in on

Noble. I don't give a damn.

I am not having these confrontations in my house. Put your stuff away and go

home.

She's awake. Let's get down there.

Jokic? Take it easy, Hagen. Slow down.

Awake from surgery is not exactly awake.

What's her condition?

Awake. What's IAB want with her? She didn't do anything wrong. You got a free

pass from the feds, Boscarelli.

But you left behind an officer who walked off her post. Because I...

entered a private residence. Because I sent her after Noble's gun.

I'm sorry.

Are you her supervisor out there? For an encore, she shoots a police sergeant.

That was me.

I shot Cruz.

That's not what Cruz did. She's a liar.

Boss, you know it. All I know is that Yocas is the one cop in all this that

FBI won't be cleaning up after. We need to get her side of what happened. And

the sooner we get her statement, the better.

Better how?

Give her head a chance to clear, Hagen.

We'll go tomorrow.

So she's halfway coherent.

Sorry.

They were shooting.

Shh, shh, shh. Don't worry about that now. We'll go through all that when you

feel better.

Fred.

There's a doctor coming.

He's on his way.

I'm trying to move my legs.

What?

I don't think I can feel them.

You can't?

I can't feel me.

My stomach or my chest either.

Are you sure?

Fred? Okay, okay. Shh, shh, shh. You know, don't panic. Fred? It's going to

all right.

It's going to be all right.

Yes? We need that doctor now.

Is everything all right? No.

See you, Gene Rossi.

Hey.

Didn't you have to go to the bathroom?

Yeah, is that all right? Yeah.

That is one weird guy.

Yeah? Yeah, it's like he's scared or something. He's been apologizing eight

times for being sent to the wrong house on the first night. It wasn't even his

fault.

What were you doing with the cops?

Trying to understand why that car exploded.

Well, it was burning a long time.

Yeah, but it wasn't the gas tank. It was still intact.

Yeah, I don't know them.

How close were you?

Well, I was across the street, but I sure felt it, though.

You mean with him? How close?

We were just getting started.

Did you ever let him around Joey?

I would have. He was a good guy.

Good guys don't end up getting shot by cops.

He was a prize -winning journalist.

Everything I read in here says he was mixed up with drugs.

Do you think I would have been dating him if he was?

Hope not.

You were just doing research, Jimmy.

Why don't you spare me your judgment?

I didn't know the man.

4553, take a stabbing 806 West Moran, apartment 2.

4553, copy.

He didn't know him.

Let's go, new guy.

And now?

Now.

This was not entirely unexpected, Faith, but it should just be temporary.

Really? Your spinal cord is unfgayed.

It's the surrounding tissue that's traumatized. But as swelling goes down,

sensations should come back, and you should gradually regain use of your

and then legs. You keep saying should.

The nervous system is a delicate thing. There are no absolutes.

So there was nothing that was damaged when you took the bullet out?

You haven't told her?

Tell me what?

It's safely lodged in the cartilage between your eighth and ninth vertebrae.

You left a bullet inside me. If it's not hurting anything, then they say it's

okay. It's not hurting.

I can't feel most of my body.

That should be temporary.

It should be.

Let me check back with you later.

Hey, you'll be okay.

We're pretty quiet tonight.

Tired.

I don't know how new being the supervisor getting along.

Everyone's got a new job now, huh?

Sure not the way I wanted it.

Yeah, it never is.

How come you're down here instead of the office?

Father Pete's upstairs with Taylor's mom.

I just showed up to collect some personal effects.

No clear room?

Yeah.

Hey, Doc.

You know, I never... I never got to talk to you after... the helicopter flight

the other night.

Yeah, I was... busy getting Ruth to go.

Yeah, I know.

I just wanted to say that the pain that he was in...

I don't know. I'm just glad that he isn't anymore.

Yeah.

There you are.

Mrs. Taylor. Thank you for letting me disturb your routine around here. Oh,

You didn't disturb anything. Yeah.

Well, I understand congratulations are in order for both of you.

I'd rather you didn't.

Yeah, well, you're both going to make great boss.

You care about people.

So how are you doing?

I cried one hour this morning over a potholder that she gave me once as a

Why?

I've decided to have a small gathering for Alex tomorrow.

I can't bear another large funeral.

I would like you to say a few words.

She once said having you as a boss made being a paramedic almost bearable.

It would mean a lot to me, Doc.

Of course, I would be honored.

We have to talk.

What's going on? I want you to be here right now.

You have to tell IAB that I shot Cruz.

You say that I shot her.

It was you.

We both did.

You... You drew your gun on Cruz and I just followed your lead.

No.

No, Faye. I drew my gun on Noble.

He pulled a gun from his jacket and I shot him.

Then you shot Cruz.

And she shot you.

And Cruz shot us.

It's my fault you're here.

So you let me take the hint.

There's no simple way to explain it.

The FBI.

Noble.

Was working for the FBI.

So was Cruz.

If the whole thing was an undercover operation, it was all covered.

Oh, my God.

I didn't know.

So all of this, everything that happened, it was for nothing.

If you put it all on me, you should be okay.

I'm not going to be okay.

You will be.

No, I'm not.

I'm sorry, man. I had to talk to her. She's paralyzed, Bosco. Hadn't she given

enough? What good are you out here?

Paralyzed?

I'm not going to lie, Bosco.

I'm tired.

When they ask me, I'm going to tell them the truth.

Come on, Bosco. Let's go.

Talk to a friend.

She's got to do that.

I got a book at home.

Well, it's a Davis' actually, but it's got all kinds of quotes and toasts and

stuff for making speeches.

If you get stuck.

Well, I don't know.

We'll see.

I could drop it by.

I don't think so.

You want to get a beer or something?

It's your last day out on the street.

I mean, burger, anything?

It wasn't time to put together any kind of party.

I don't want one.

But thanks.

Thank you.

What the hell do you want?

I want you to get Yoko off the hook.

How stupid are you?

IAB needs a scapegoat for what happened and Faith is all that's left.

Good.

How come you've fed buddies, Marissa? If we've got to do it, why can't she?

Well, for one thing, you're not going to feed buddies anymore than you do.

Well, you could see them if you wanted.

But I don't.

You say it was an accident.

Friendly fire, it happens.

Swirsky says you're pushing it.

All the way.

What do you want, Maritza? You want me to beg?

Because I'll beg.

Yolkis won't lie.

IAB's going to put the screws to her, and I can't live with that.

Please.

Please, I'm begging you.

I'll do anything.

It's nothing I want from you.

You know what your fatal flaw is, Bosco?

You don't know when the hell to shut your mouth.

She doesn't deserve this.

Yes, she does. The bitch shot first.

She shot me.

She goes down.

I'm not up for seeing my mother yet.

I'll call her. Say you can't have visitors for another day or two.

But I want to see the kids.

Them I'll sneak in after school.

I love you.

I love you too.

You in trouble?

Hmm?

What does Bosco want you to lie about?

Nothing.

Fred, I don't want to talk about that right now.

Last time I saw Bosco, you were slamming the door in his face.

Next thing I know, he's got you shot up in some hotel when you're supposed to be

working the desk.

It was stupid.

But you're not.

I want to know.

Excuse me, Mr. Yolkis.

Faith was asleep and the guy at the door told me that I might be able to find

you down here.

Do I know you?

No, I'm Sasha.

I work with Faith.

Cop?

Don't hold it against me.

I, um, I brought you some cookies.

We got plenty of food.

How's she doing?

Well, she's paralyzed, Sasha.

I'll just leave these things right outside her door.

What are you to Faith?

We partnered up at one time, and I thought we'd sort of hit it off, and I

just... Hey, listen, I'm really sorry to disturb you.

You chummy with this Cruz?

Sergeant Cruz? No.

Not very many people are.

She shot Faith, you know.

Mr. Yelkin, there are a lot of rumors flying around right now, but most of us

don't know what really happened.

Look, I know that you're having a hard time trusting the cops right now.

And I don't blame you, but you gotta know your wife,

She's family to us.

You want to see her?

I'd really like that.

Come on.

Ross, it's O. Yen. Is that it?

Thanks for coming.

We couldn't talk somewhere a little more centrally located?

What I have to say, no one else can hear.

If the vet yoga's being paralyzed, you can forget it.

Word at the house last night, end of shift.

Like napalm. Got your own popular report?

It's not about that.

I mean, it is, but... I gotta help him.

Well, then leave her alone, Bosco.

IAB's gonna hang her for shooting Cruz.

Son of a bitch.

All right, what can we do?

Not even sure.

But I gotta get Cruz to cough the dog somehow.

Look, we might have locked up a few.

Real bad guys, not exactly by the book. There has to be a way in that for me to

get her to leave Yolkis alone.

But as she was cutting corners to put away these scales, she kept having me

handle all the paperwork.

So even if you were to come forward and say that she tricked you into signing

the reports, all she'd have to do is step up and say, no, I didn't.

You'd still go to jail alone.

If it had helped Faith, I'd go.

Are you telling anyone else?

What do you mean? You didn't keep a record. Maybe you told someone about

bad collars that they were having. What the hell difference would that make?

Well... I don't know, it's a long shot, but if you told someone and they told a

few more people, maybe they'll corroborate back your word.

Maybe it's still just a hearsay.

Sally is better than the one I got.

Depending on who you told.

You tell anyone?

I told Yoki.

I don't know how much good that's going to do. She has every reason to lie about

it. Maybe she told someone.

Hello?

Doc?

What do you want?

Doc, what the hell happened? What do you want?

I brought, um... This is the book that I was telling you about.

I don't want it.

All right, sorry.

Is that all?

No, I thought that I'd hang out with you today. Maybe bummer out of the service

in the Docmobile.

I don't think I'm gonna make it.

What? I'm not feeling well, Carlos. I'm not feeling well.

You can't not go, Doc.

Taylor's mom's counting on you. She's gonna have to get over it.

You're supposed to speak.

Oh, oh!

I'm supposed to speak.

Well, what am I going to say, Carlos?

Huh? What am I going to say, that Taylor died because she was stupid?

Yeah, that's it. She was too stupid to get down off of a burning car after she

was told ten times.

You know what? She didn't want to have anything to do with being a medic.

I thought she was so much better than that because she was a firefighter, a

hero, not one of us taxi drivers for the dying and the dead. She died doing what

she hated.

Pissing all over my chosen profession and yours.

How'd that make you feel, Carlos?

Because I hated it. It pissed me off.

That's my eulogy.

That's what I got.

How you liking so far?

Okay. Doc, we're going to work this out.

No, we can't. Let me. Hey, put that down.

Put it down.

And get out of my house.

Just get the hell out of my house. Because this is not something that

good at.

Get out.

And don't come back.

So you'll be coming home next week?

That's what they tell me.

And she's going to get the best of everything. Non -stop TLC.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Bosco. Hey, Uncle Pete.

How are you? Get away from him.

Take your hands off my son.

Sorry.

What's wrong? Come on, Charlie.

Let's get a soda. But I want to visit Uncle Pete now.

I got to talk to a friend.

Alone. She told me everything, Bosco, everything.

The things I did with Cruz.

The stuff I told you about.

Her putting my name on those bad reports.

What about it? Did you tell anyone?

Any other cops?

Nobody? No bosses?

Bosco, you made me swear that I wouldn't.

Damn it. Why?

I might have fixed it.

She told me?

I mean, before today, Fred.

She told me whenever you need for her to have told me. No, I did not, Fred.

Don't you dare lie.

Why? Just because you won't, I can't?

Come on, what do I have to say?

Whatever it takes to get Faith out of trouble, I'll do it. Whatever I gotta

I'll say it.

Would you be willing to testify? For her?

No, we're not gonna do this.

You're not gonna drag my family into this, Bosco. Make them look like liars.

I mean, isn't what happened to me enough?

Let him take my job.

I don't give a damn.

It's not like I can do it anymore anyway.

Take your job?

Faith, they're going to put you in jail.

They're going to put me in jail.

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

And I thought to just...

Maybe if you had told someone, if there was some kind of official record of me

talking to you before things went bad, then maybe I could use that to get Cruz

to back off the story. So use me. No, Fred, that's not going to work.

You're my husband.

It has to be somebody who's impartial.

It has to be somebody who's something.

Last go, I never told anyone.

I can't get one bit of information on Aaron from them.

Maybe they just don't want to tell you.

What do you mean?

Maybe they don't want to hurt you.

So you believe it too?

They say he's a junkie and that's good enough for you?

Why are you defending this guy so hard?

Because I could not have been that stupid.

Stupid? We had sex, Jimmy, a lot.

We weren't together long, but we made the best of the time that we had.

I don't get it.

Unprotected sex.

Oh, Jimmy.

I'm on the pill, Jimmy. He was a famous writer.

He won awards. I read his books.

This was a respectable guy.

So that doesn't mean... He was not a junkie, Jimmy.

I'm not stopping. Then I guess we both go to jail.

You know, I'm trying to pull myself out of a rut here, and you're not really

helping. I'm not here to help you.

Fine. What now?

Call Swirsky and that IAB hump pig, and you tell them Yoka shot you

accidentally.

Again with Yoka?

Dying declaration, Cruz.

I'm ready to talk about it.

Open your shirt.

I'm not wired.

Open it.

I got a date with IAB this afternoon.

Let's become some understanding.

Has something changed? What's your name on those reports?

But it was our names in Yoka's books.

Excuse me?

Her activity logs.

I told her everything.

As it was happening.

Everything.

About Miguel.

Wiggy.

Vernon. About lying to DAs to get warrants for drug raids.

About getting a dying decoration off a guy who's already dead?

My fatal flaw, right?

Never know when to shut up.

And I'll be damned if she didn't write it all down.

Every word I said on the day I said it, recorded in her logs.

What the hell is that going to prove? Come on, Cruz, you've been out of

so long, you don't remember those things are time and date stamped?

They're golden court.

You're lying. You remember saying to me the reason I'd never be a great cop?

It's because I don't follow through.

I half -assed the paperwork.

Well, guess what?

My partner never does.

Never.

That's why together, me and Yolkis are one great cop.

How hard do you want your college looked at?

All your paths to rest.

You want Vernon back on the street?

How about that meth lab jag off that killed your sister?

You want him kicked loose?

I would do it in a heartbeat.

I don't think you have the balls.

Call my boss.

Please.

It'd be worth going to jail just to take you with me.

She shot me, Bosco.

She shot me.

She tried to kill me.

And there's been enough hurt.

You make that call, and this goes away for all of us.

Hi, this is Suzanne Brano. I need to see Dr. Warnick as soon as possible.

No, I need to get a blood test right away.

I may have... I was in contact with someone

that may have been an intravenous drug user.

Intimate contact.

Tomorrow?

I'll go with you.

Okay, tomorrow.

9 .30.

All right.

Thank you.

Well, I'll be happy to investigate you for millions of dollars.

Knock yourself out. Maybe I will.

Maybe you want to get the hell out of here. Excuse me? Get out.

She bought it.

Good.

Now go away.

Thank you for coming.

Thanks for coming.

This is Taylor.

Hello. Ty, isn't it? Yeah.

This is my mom, Maggie.

Hi, Maggie.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

I met your daughter only once and she was so very special.

Your son has been very kind.

Hi.

Oh, not yet. Doc isn't here.

Taylor. Yeah.

Doc's not feeling well.

He's not, um... Walter's really difficult for him.

God, you know, I didn't even think. I never should have asked him. No, he

to, really.

In fact, he told me what he was going to say and asked if I'd say it for him.

You don't have to do that.

No, I want to.

All right. All right, we can go.

Doc didn't come?

No, he's coming down with something. I told him not to. What are you going to

say? I have no idea.

I

know

the department wanted a big funeral.

But I think Alex would understand this.

When she was a little girl, she loved coming out here and going up into the

Statue of Liberty.

I hope this way she will always be able to see it.

Alex Taylor was...

She was a pain in the ass.

I've never met anybody as stubborn as her. I mean, you couldn't tell her

anything. Just this morning, Doc told me that him and Lieutenant Johnson told

her to get off that car like ten times. Ten times, she wouldn't do it.

I remember hearing her answer when they told her to get off.

She said that the woman that she was with...

was afraid.

Not that she was hurt badly or dying, but afraid.

Can you imagine risking your life so that another person isn't scared?

I don't think I'll ever be capable of that kind of sacrifice, but I'm going to

spend whatever time I have left trying to live up to that.

Taylor, I was with your daughter at the end.

I held her hand.

There was only one thing on her mind.

You.

She wanted me to tell you that it didn't hurt.

That's all she wanted was for you to know.

Her last thoughts were not of herself.

She wanted to go out on her own terms.

She wanted to leave a message and no one was going to stop her from doing that.

Like I said, she was the most stubborn person I've ever met.

Tell my mother it didn't hurt.

Maybe not for you, Alex.

Maybe not for me.

Do not stand at my grave and cry Do

not stand at my grave and cry

Do not stand at my grave and cry

I did not die.

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