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Previously on Third Wife. I got called down to IAB yesterday, had a little chat
with Captain Finney. All of a sudden, Detective Monroe walks in yelling about
her cover being blown.
The whole time you were riding with me, you were working for the Rat Squad.
Filthy rat bitch.
You got a perp with a gun to a hospital's head.
I'm damn proud of you, son. Thank you, sir. I know you think your ass is
because your old man's a honcho, but your old man is a thug, a thief, and a
murderer. And nothing you ever do on this job is going to change that. I
know you.
Killed my dad.
Look, they made me do it.
He was dead. He ran drugs and all the projects. He said he wanted to fake it.
The thing he didn't tell me, the dude I shot was a cop.
You're going to have to buy the best. Raymond Morris was killed.
What? I called to meet with Emmett Rikers about your father, and they told
was dead.
I, John Sullivan, I proudly swear that I will support the Constitution of the
United States and the Constitution of the State of New York.
I will faithfully, honestly, and partially
Discharge the duties of a New York City police officer.
Discharge the duties of a New York City police officer.
The best of my abilities, so help me God.
The best of my abilities, so help me God.
Before you hit the street, decide what kind of a cop you're going to be.
Are you going to make a difference?
Are you going to make a difference to the people you serve?
Just taking a meal is corruption. You're going to get nothing for free, ladies
and gentlemen. They're going to want something from you.
Each day, the members of New York's finest risk their lives in defense of
community they serve.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm honored to present the newest members of our blue
family. The graduating class of 1979, we are all forever grateful.
Should be dead precinct, right?
I was told to report here.
Locker rooms that way, roll calls up there.
I have more, but these seem to be the ones with the most useful information.
Raymond Morris sent me these on and off at the precinct for the first couple of
years. Why?
Sorry?
Why did he send them to you?
Okay, you all know what the deal is out there.
Eyes open, please. Let's try and keep it safe.
Okay, to your posts.
Sullivan. Yes, sir.
I'm Davis, training officer. Don't want to be, but that's where we're at.
We won't be needing it.
I don't know. I guess he thought because I was Davis' partner, I might be
interested. But you never opened them before today. I was pretty sure I knew
what they said.
So why didn't you notify corrections to pull them before they reached you?
Getting a reminder letter from the shooter every now and then was a small
to pay for not stepping up.
Listen, Sully, this is all well and good, but you do realize you're going to
have to testify.
Absolutely.
You're culpable here.
Probably going to get fired from the department.
Lose your pension.
It could get a lot worse.
You could end up in prison, a disgraced ex -cop.
I disgraced myself the moment I decided to keep my mouth shut.
This is my one chance to get my dignity back.
A convicted killer has a grudge against the cop who put him in jail for 25
years. I'm supposed to be shocked?
Oh, he's not trying to get out of jail here.
He never claims he didn't pull the trigger, just that Finney told him to do
Is he willing to testify under oath to the information in these letters?
He's dead.
Unless a witness can testify.
I'll testify.
Please allow me the courtesy to finish my statement.
Sorry. Unless he can testify, this is all hearsay. Which you should know.
I am aware of that, but...
Officer Sullivan is armed with additional information.
Were you actually present when Captain Finney provided the murder weapon and
ordered him to execute your partner? If I had been, Davis would still be alive
today. Do you have any proof that the apartment was rented by anti -crime or
that the gun was previously vouchered evidence?
Yeah. There's an IAB file. I've seen that IAB file. You have?
It's full of supposition. No documentation.
So what is it that you can testify to?
That Davis was fed up with Finney's thievery.
That he was planning to come down here and spill his guts to the corruption
prosecutor. That's it?
That Finney's whole team was dirty.
They were shaking down drug dealers, stealing money, all that sort of stuff.
you never participated in any form of illegal activity yourself.
I never stopped them.
So what we have is a convicted killer and one disgruntled patrolman who want
bring down the head of internal affairs. I'm not disgruntled.
Look, Officer Sullivan, if the stories I'm hearing are true, I'd like nothing
more than to lock up this Captain Finney and throw away the key. But I'm going
to give you the same advice I gave Detective Monroe this morning.
Until you can satisfy me that you've got real evidence not only to indict but to
convict a trial, I will not embarrass the New York City Police Department or
this office by digging up old graves.
You were at the DA's office today?
Excuse me?
You went to see old lady Marcus today?
She blew you off, too, about opening an investigation into Fanny?
What do you want, Sully? If we pool our resources, maybe we can put Fanny away
before anyone else gets killed.
You want to work with me?
I don't like you, but we have something in common. What?
Ty.
Got a couple for possession.
Congratulations. How's the new kid?
He's smart.
Learns fast.
I think he's going to be great.
Did she call you disgruntled?
One disgruntled patrolman trying to bring down the head of IAB.
He had your partner murdered. How could you not be disgruntled?
You know, today I finally understood that's why Finney stayed at IAB.
Any good cop that complained about him would just be disgruntled.
Yeah, I believe the same thing.
So how long you been a rat?
Since the academy.
Look, Sully, let's get something straight.
I joined IAB because I wanted to.
I'm a black woman.
So in order for me to get ahead, I gotta work ten times harder and be 100 %
better. They told me I could help the department find the bad apples, and in
years I'd have my gold shield.
I'm not apologizing for any of that.
I'm working for Finney.
I didn't know who the hell the guy really was until all this stuff blew up
face.
Fair enough.
Fair enough.
So what do we do now?
I don't know.
I thought you were good at this. I don't know who told you that. You got Cruz.
I was wrong.
Couple of winners we are, huh?
One disgruntled cop and a detective with a crappy track record.
Hey, Sully, whatever happened to the guys that worked anti -crime? What do
mean? These guys right here, where are they? All retired by now.
Are these all the guys that worked on your team?
Man, talk about a blast from the past.
You know, the DA may be able to write you off as one disgruntled cop, but what
about a whole team that worked for Finney?
They won't talk.
You know, you can be pretty persuasive when you want to be. Why would they
so many years?
Well, I don't know, but it's our only chance.
Your training's done tomorrow, right? Good to you, old man.
Don't you forget about that, puppy.
So, you giving a thought about what you're going to do?
What do you mean?
You partner?
Not really.
How about we leave things the way they are right now?
Seriously?
I hate being a training officer, and, you know, you're kind of standable.
Yeah, I guess you're okay, too.
I'll talk to the boss.
I know. I owe you big time.
Bye.
Okay. I got addresses on three out of the four.
Damn.
I never thought I'd see those guys again.
Hutch to 287 East. Then we're going to go north on 684. Tommy Mac lives in
Bedford Falls. Tommy Mac was spinning sergeant.
Second in command of the team.
Sergeant Mac, anti -crime. Good to meet you, sir.
Sully gets the credit for all this dope.
He's got a nose for it.
No, crime's not a bad thing in this line of work.
I'll see you for a minute, Ty.
Sure.
Tommy Boy Mac was the first one to approach us about coming to work in anti
-crime. We had a pretty solid dope arrest record.
At the time, I figured that's where the action was. That's why they wanted us.
That wasn't it?
Dope's where the money was.
Always.
Hey, Sally.
Yeah? How much 70s music do you have?
Grandpa bought it for me. Oh, yeah? Tommy Boy your grandpa?
Hey, that's what Grandpa calls me.
Well, that was his name when we worked together.
You worked at the pizza place?
No, I'm a cop.
A cop?
My grandpa owns Tommy Boy. Best thing crossed in Bedford.
Is your grandpa home?
Son?
Tommy Boy?
Who doesn't make this offer too often?
What do you say, Sloan?
Out of the bag.
And only working the jobs we want to work.
Any crime, here we come.
Good. I'll tell Lieutenant Finney.
Tommy boy.
What the hell are you doing here?
Nice kid.
Uh -huh.
You selling pizzas now, huh?
Cut the crap, Sully.
You did a lot of bad things way back when, Tommy boy. It's time to set the
record straight. Bad?
I never did anything bad.
Could you give us a minute, please?
What?
Please.
It's all right.
You're a Finney boy just like me. That's yesterday's news.
You move on.
The DA's building a case against Finney for Ty's murder.
I need you to come down to the city with me and tell him what you know.
You're out of your mind.
Then how are we any different from the scum we arrested, Tommy, huh?
Look, no washed -up drunk is gonna lecture me.
It's not a lecture.
It's a warning.
Then he's going down with or without your help.
Maybe the two of you can share a commode at Rikers. What the hell happened,
Sully, huh? They catch you with your hand in the till?
And now it's time to rat out your old buddies?
Officer Sullivan isn't a rat.
How the hell do you know, lady?
Detective Monroe, IAB.
What the hell have you done, Sully?
What we all should have done 20 years ago.
Told the truth.
Your grandson idolizes you. How come he didn't know you were a sergeant in the
NYPD? You come near me again, you come near my family, I'm gonna kill you. I'm
gonna kill both of you.
I hope you got that on tape, lady.
I told you this was a bad idea.
I think we're going to have more luck with my Cassetti.
Come on, don't be so pessimistic.
If you only knew Cassetti.
Guess I'll find out.
I should say the only reason this guy's not a member of the Klan is he can't
find the rally.
Guess he didn't take too well to Ty's senior.
That's not a mistake.
Well, we got a damn movie on the team now.
This is Davis' partner, John Sullivan.
I've heard of you.
You want to say the same?
You got the soft spot for the Black Panther, huh? How about I make a soft
in your head?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
No offense.
Sorry, buddy.
That's it. He apologized slowly.
I had no idea that his boy was that important to him.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
What the hell is going on here?
Sorry, Lou.
Got just blown off some steam.
Yeah, but my team doesn't fight.
We are one.
Are you John Sullivan?
Yes, sir.
I hear you make a lot of drug collars.
Stay on that.
I like drug collars.
Welcome to the team.
Yes? Yeah, we're here to see Mark Vassetti.
He does live here, correct?
My father died two years ago.
Hey, ladies.
Hey, what's up?
Anything yet?
We've had some movement, but I see I told us to be patient and wait for a
caddy to get here.
Blue Cadillac.
Powder blue, right?
Yeah. Those people like the bright colors.
Yeah, those people are named Gia Nova.
I never noticed it, but I guess they do like fancy cars.
Guy needs a beating. Hey, forget him. He's a bigot.
Everybody's a bigot.
Not everybody.
Yeah, they are. It's just not always about color.
Still needs a beating.
He was depressed for years.
The doctor had him on all types of antidepressants, but nothing seemed to
He threw all the meds away.
And... Dad?
Dad, you awake?
After he left the department, you could never mention the NYPD to him again.
It happens sometimes.
But do you know why?
If something happens, something specific.
I wish I could give you an answer.
Name?
Mickey Mouse.
I'm going to go with John Doe.
That way we can hold you without bond until we figure out who you really are.
Could take a week.
You're a bomber.
What's going on?
What do you mean?
You guys look like you just saw your first titty movie. ACT was just telling
all a joke. Yeah, I didn't know he was funny.
Some days more than others. What's the count?
What? Money. Dope.
Almost 2 ,000 and a half a kilo of coke.
And I'm a criminal?
There had to be $10 ,000.
And half a kilo?
You think I never saw big white coke before?
Does it count?
Ty, hey, it's a nice collar, Sully.
Half a key of Colombian cocaine will get you commendation. You trust me on this
one. Finish the paperwork.
Talk about it later.
Guilt's a bitch, huh?
I guess.
Danny McGowan's next.
No, no.
Hey, Salt.
Look it.
Open it when you get home.
Ty.
Hey, baby, do whatever you want with it. You know, get that boat you always been
talking about or give it to charity. It doesn't matter.
It matters.
Hey, it's just money that was going back to dope dealers and thugs.
Hey.
The city doesn't pay us jack, man.
We're fighting the battles.
We're putting our life on the line.
I don't want it.
You don't take it, we're off the team.
Good.
I need the money.
I need the team salt.
Why?
I need it.
So you do whatever you want with it.
But do not let these guys see you not take it.
I want to go home.
Oh, come on. We only got one more.
Damn Finney's kid for coming to the precinct and bringing all this back up.
Come on, Paul. Talk to me.
I took money.
What?
I took it because they were all watching me.
Okay.
That's okay.
She can lock me up now, I .A .B. Come on, Sal. That's not what we're doing out
here.
He said if I didn't take it, we'd get kicked off the team.
And he needed the money for his kids.
Private schools.
Clothes.
He had five kids. Did you know that? Did you know about his other family?
No.
It's a waitress that lives in the precinct.
He had a daughter with him.
Oh, my God. Does Ty know about this?
I'm walking around acting like I'm so much better than all the rest of them,
I took money.
How can I convince these guys to come back and tell the truth when I'm not
telling the truth myself?
Donated it anonymously to St.
Angeline's a couple times.
Envelope in the poor box.
After that, I just told Ty to keep it. He was the one that needed it.
You know how they say, first you have an extra $5 and then you need the $5?
I'm telling you.
All we did after that was go after big money collars.
We didn't waste any effort on the small -time guys.
The thing is, we were always getting the worst dealers off the street.
Always left enough evidence to convict.
Solid convictions.
You know, all I ever wanted to be was a good cop.
It's not too late.
One more, right?
Yep, one more. Danny McGowan.
What's up, Danny?
You heard anything?
About what?
I walked in on CT, Tommy Boy Murray and Vesetti talking. When they saw me, they
stopped. So?
I don't know. It's like they're going to turn me in or something.
You know we're getting heat.
Where are we? That last caller, the Irish gang?
One of the guys is related to some kind of councilman or something.
Well, that was bound to happen sooner or later, wasn't it? They want the money
back or they're going to open an investigation. Good.
Maybe now we can all just go back to being cops. Stop talking.
How are they going to turn you in without turning themselves in? They got
man. Stop it. I'm serious, man.
You got to watch your ass around them.
Danny always was a little shaky.
If the team had a weak link, it was him.
Danny was the first one to really suspect what they might be capable of,
just thought he was crazy.
Danny!
It's John Sullivan, Danny. I need to talk to you about C .T. Finney.
Danny!
Don't shoot!
It's John Sullivan!
Danny?
It's John Sullivan.
Where is he? Danny.
It's me.
You said C .T. was here. Listen to me, Danny.
It's Sully, John Sullivan.
C .T.'s not here.
You said he was here.
I said I want to talk to you about C .T.
Come on, Danny.
It's Sully.
Remember?
John Sullivan.
We used to work in any crime together.
Put the gun down, will you?
You gained weight.
Yeah, well, it happens.
Put the gun down.
Like I said, a little shaky.
Can't believe you're still on the job.
Me neither, most days.
Still on the 5 -5?
Yeah, I teamed up with Ty's kid.
You remember Ty Jr.? No, I don't think I ever met him.
You used to bring him around the precinct all the time.
Well, not when I was there, I guess.
You definitely met him at the funeral, Danny.
Well, whatever.
Anyway, Ty Jr.'s a cop now, too.
He's looking into his old man's death.
It's already put away.
Do you remember Brian McKinley, IAB detective in charge of the
Well, someone put a plus P in his head.
And Raymond Morris?
He was the kid who shot Ty Sr.
He got shanked in prison last week.
Well, it wasn't me.
I was here.
The point is, CT's covering his tracks.
It's only a matter of time before he gets to you out here.
If he can find me.
Your address is on file with the pension board. That's how we found you.
Let him come.
I'm ready for the son of a bitch.
You don't have to fight him, Danny.
D .A. says she can reopen the case if we bring enough evidence.
There is no case.
The only way she'll indict is if we can get enough witnesses to prove the
conspiracy.
Conspiracy?
You see a conspiracy here?
C .T. made Raymond Morris kill Ty.
No, no, no, no. It was random. He was shot in the park.
You don't have to lie anymore.
I saw him. He was lying there.
One of the day you called me into the locker room.
You thought they were talking about you.
I never did that. But it was Ty they were talking about, wasn't it?
We got a problem, Danny.
I didn't do nothing.
Not with you, dumbass. David's gonna rat us out.
David?
No way. We need to take care of business, Danny.
All you gotta do is tell them what happened.
I didn't have no choice, Sully.
To do what?
They might have turned it on me.
What'd you do?
I only called in a disturbance at that park.
That's all I did.
So that was you.
I didn't have no choice.
It was good to you.
We stuck up for you whenever Vesetti was picking on you.
That's all I did.
That's all I did.
That's all I did.
You need to come back to the city with us, Danny.
Tell the DA what you did.
The only way you're going to clear your conscience.
You know, Mark Vestetti blew his own brains out two years ago.
You did?
Come on, Danny, look at this place. How long can you live with this ghost?
Who else is going in?
Who else?
Tommy Boy and Scotty Murray got the gun in the apartment.
Are they coming in?
Tommy Boy's coming in.
But we don't know where Murray is.
Murray.
Where Murray always is.
Hey, pal, you've had enough.
Hey, how can you tell me my tab is closed?
I'm coming here for five years.
Now you cut me off.
Hey!
I'm talking to you!
You look like someone I used to know.
So do you.
All right.
Sully.
Hey, I'm gonna buy an old buddy a drink. Come on, hey.
Huh?
I know what you want.
Is that right? Sure.
Sure.
Sure. Tommy boy always used to say that one day Sully would come around just to
make things right.
That's what he used to say to CT.
He said, one day you would come for us all.
Here I am.
Let's get it over with, Sully.
I'm not here to hurt you, Scotty.
It's Ty Davis' son.
He's been looking into this.
If you don't come willingly, you may be subpoenaed.
Subpoenaed? What the hell are you talking about?
The D .A. says she can put D .T. away if we all come and make statements. Tell
the truth.
No way.
They got Tommy Boy going in, Scotty.
Sergeant Mac's talking.
Yeah, he's meeting us in the city.
How many times have we talked about this, Scotty?
Fixing it.
He's fixed.
He's dead, stupid.
We can do what we can, Scotty.
You got Tommy, boy.
You don't need me.
Stay in the car, Scotty.
What?
You don't need me.
You don't need me at all.
Hey!
Scotty!
All's I did was drive him.
You can't hide behind that crap anymore, Murray. You were there.
The D .A. needs all of us. C .T.'s not going down. You know him. I also know
you're hiding in the bottom of a damn box. Why didn't you just leave us alone?
Ty Davis Jr.
is why, man. He's a cop now.
A good one.
C .T.'s gonna take him out, too, if we don't stop him.
I got some roses, Sullivan.
My liver is caving in.
You're asking me to testify and spend maybe the last year I got.
In jail.
You're that close to the end, Scotty. You want to get on the right side of the
truth, don't you?
I didn't think they were really going to kill him.
I thought CT was just going to shake him up.
You got to tell that to the DA.
The right thing, Scotty.
this is going to be enough?
They're all we've got.
It is not optional.
You better give him a little.
We don't want him coming apart at the DA's office.
You heard the man.
A little.
Don't push it.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, Sharon says we're in to see the DA at 1 .30. Are we going to make it? We
have no choice. We have to.
Did you ever think about what's going to happen when these guys figure out that
Tommy Boy isn't coming?
These two?
Maybe they won't notice.
And another thing, if she asks any question, weigh your words very
before you answer her.
Don't make assumptions or go off on any tangents.
Any questions?
Yeah, where's Sergeant Mac?
Sergeant Mac?
He's going to be here, Scotty. Just relax.
We're waiting for someone else?
Yeah, Sergeant Mack said he was going to meet us here.
You never told me about Sergeant Mack. I thought... I can explain.
I knew it. You lied. We don't need Mack to do this. No, I'm out of here.
Come on!
What the hell's going on? You said the DA needed me.
Uh, gentlemen, in case we've all forgotten why we're here, there's
like you to meet.
This is Tyrone Davis, Jr.
Ty Davis' son.
Who was that?
They
worked
with your father.
Damn.
You look just like him.
They were an anti -crime.
Part of the team.
So these are the... Yeah.
They were there.
We're gonna tell the DA what happened.
She's gonna open an investigation.
Why'd you do this?
Because... Because it's the right thing.
You really do look just like him.
Excuse me.
All right, everyone, take a seat, please.
Okay, what have we got?
You asked for more evidence, so I brought in Danny McGowan and Scotty
We all work together.
They both have a lot to tell.
Scotty? Before I listen to one word, I want to make it perfectly clear that
there are no offers of immunity on the table. We have all signed waivers of
immunity.
Everyone?
Everyone.
My name is Scott Murray.
I was a cop for 20 years.
I was Sergeant Mack's driver in anti -crime in the 80s.
No, early 80s.
I never did nothing myself, but I was there when
Sergeant Mack talked to Raymond Marr, the guy who ended up shooting Officer
Davis. Do you know what they said?
I'm pretty sure.
Did you hear it?
Not exactly, no.
But I knew.
I never thought that they would do it.
I made the bogus call.
C .T. told me to call in a woman getting beat up in a playground, the same area
that he had assigned Sullivan and Davis to.
He knew they'd take it.
Your father was like that.
Well, I appreciate the trouble you've gone to and what these gentlemen are
willing to risk.
However, Mr.
Murray's cologne isn't quite covering up the scotch, and my gut tells me that a
decent defense attorney could unravel Mr. McGowan in three and a half minutes.
Now, wait a second.
You asked for more corroboration.
And that's exactly what you got.
Murray and McGowan are the way they are today because of C .T. Finney. And they
stand up like men, come in here, knowing that they might end up in jail, and
that's still not enough?
I wish it were.
I'm sorry it's been true, Doc.
I was also eavesdropping.
I apologize for that.
Long time, boys.
Who are you?
I'm Thomas Mack.
I live in Bedford Falls, New York.
Look, I own a very successful restaurant. I also have a B .A. degree
at Fordham University.
Eighteen years ago, I retired from the NYPD.
Strict accommodations, Medal of Valor.
Until this morning, I was too ashamed to...
Well, I was too ashamed
to tell my little grandson about that.
The pink is the voucher for the gun that did the shooting.
It was bagged and tagged a week earlier by Mark Petty.
I'm not the blue one.
That's an elite agreement for an apartment.
You see that's Finney's signature on the bottom.
Anti -crime used that place for surveillance.
And Morris used it to line up the fatal shot.
Look.
C .T. Finney told me to give the keys to Raymond Morris the day that Officer
Davis was murdered.
Okay.
Cancel my meetings for the rest of the day and bring me a tape recorder.
And get Captain Finney down here.
Hey there, Glenn.
How you doing, Charlie?
As I recall, you two guys still owe me at St. Dinner for that Tremont pop.
Eddie B., how you doing? They haven't fired you yet?
Now, what's going on around here, Counselor?
I haven't seen so many long faces since game number seven.
In here.
When I started receiving the letters from Raymond Morris, I knew for sure it
would happen.
That's your Mac.
Time to pay the piper, boss.
What the hell's going on?
I think you know.
I'm sure you remember Danny McGowan, Scott Murray, Tom Mac, everyone else
Yeah.
It's over, Captain.
Captain Finney, I wanted you to see the gravity of your situation as it relates
to the murder of Officer Tyrone Davis, Sr.
I suggest you turn yourself in to your police department and bring a lawyer.
If you're not there by 9 a .m. tomorrow morning, I'll have a warrant sworn out
against you and we'll come to your house.
Is that it?
9 a .m., Captain Finney.
You ought to be ashamed of yourselves.
Thank you.
I appreciate what you did.
I was hoping that we could... I'm not ready to talk about it.
Yeah, I get what you did for me. I'm grateful.
Alright?
Does that mean you'll be ready to talk about it later?
It means I appreciate what you did.
I gotta go.
Can't even stand being around me?
I got something I gotta do.
I need to talk to you, man.
Well, you couldn't wait a half an hour? I'm on my way to work right now. What
about your father?
What about my father?
Something happened today. I want you to hear it from me.
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