All language subtitles for NCIS S19E15

Go, go.

Stop. Stop.

Hey, get back here, you son of a bitch.

My God, you.

In here, in here.

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah.

Did we lose him?

I don't know.

And did you see his face?

He was so pissed.

What do we do now?

St. Mary's is right up the block.

We can hide out in there.

Ready? Yeah.

Go.

Help you boys with something?

They keep stealing from my car lot.
Third time this month. I want these

locked up. You hear me?

We're in big trouble, aren't we?

Don't sweat it.

I don't want to go to Juvie Pilly.

I can.

I won't make it there.

Whatever happens, we'll be together.

All right?

I got your back.

Always.

All right, boys, playtime's over. Gonna
need your names.

Arthur Fonzarelli.

But you can call me the Fonz.

Hey, wait a minute.

Hey, you're Ralphie Doyle's kid.

The apple doesn't fall too far from the
tree.

You're a bum.

Just like your old man was.

How about you, troublemaker? What's your
name?

What?

Speak up. I can't hear you.

Parker.

Alden Parker.

Are you sure you just can't... No, no, I
totally get it.

It's fine.

Yeah.

Okay.

Bye.

Hey, Jess.

You doing all right?

Peachy, Nick.

Just peachy.

Oh, she's using fruit metaphors. My
cousin is getting married in three days.

the guy that I was going to take to the
wedding just bailed on me.

And now, I don't have a date.

Why don't you just go solo? You know,
what's the big deal?

If I go to this wedding without a date,
there are going to be a million

questions. Oh, why are you still single?
When are you going to settle down?

Total nightmare.

Well, don't worry.

I'm sure you'll find someone.

Huh?

No. Okay.

Nope. Come on.

It'll be fun. No, it won't. There'll be
some food, some music, dancing.

Yes, yeah, I'd like to help, but I don't
want to do the chicken dance.

You wouldn't have to do the chicken
dance. It's a wedding.

Everybody has to do the chicken dance.

Mickey, my bestest buddy.

Don't look at me. It is day nine for
Delilah and I.

What about Parker?

The boss?

Yeah. Ooh, that'd be kind of weird. Very
weird.

What are we talking about?

Knight needs a date to her cousin's
wedding.

And you're thinking me?

Question. Will there be a wedding, DJ?

I think so.

Dad, I'm out. Sorry. I can deal with
dead bodies all day long at work, but

wedding DJs... Speaking of dead bodies,
looks like we've got one in a park in

Philadelphia.

Philadelphia? The Philly office is
shorthanded, so we're helping out.

Let's roll.

All right, our victim is Petty Officer
Second Class Dana Calley, 25.

Jugger found her body this morning.

Where's Jimmy?

Still stuck in traffic, but from the
looks of it, she was shot to death.

Got a couple of GSWs across her chest.

Yeah, wounds look fresh.

Probably happened last night.

What's she doing here in the middle of
the night?

Hey, you.

Found her watch over by the grass.

Must have fallen off after a struggle.

The victim's still wearing hers.

Which means that one could belong to our
killer. Nice catch, Doris.

Guys, you might want to see this.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Hello?

Organs.

Looks like a liver.

And a kidney.

Her body's not mutilated. Those can't be
cowlings.

Then whose are they?

The organs we found at the crime scene
are not human. They are definitely

animals. Specifically, such domesticus
and boss primigenius taurus.

Also known as? Pig and cow.

Could have just said that.

Latin makes me sound smarter.

Casey found Petty Officer Callie's
fingerprints all over this cooler, so it

definitely belonged to her.

What was Callie doing with animal organs
in a park at night?

What about the body? Got anything?

Time of death was around midnight, give
or take. Cause of death was massive

hemorrhaging due to multiple gunshot
wounds.

These bullet holes are actually exit
wounds.

She's got one more on her back where the
bullet didn't pass through.

She was shot in the back.

Yeah, she was likely trying to escape or
attack her. The force of the hits must

have spun her around, which is how you
all found her.

Hey, Casey, what's going on?

That watch you found?

I pulled some skin cells from the strap
and ran the DNA.

A hit came back.

Meet Sean Doyle, 22, from Philadelphia.

He's got a rap sheet for petty theft,
drugs.

Might be adding murder to that list.

And get this.

Sean is the nephew of a much bigger
Philly gangster named... Philly Doyle.

Oh, you've heard of him?

Yeah.

We were in juvie together.

Did he just say... Yeah.

Are you sure that's what he said?

Juvie? According to Casey, Jimmy heard
it too. How did we not know about this?

Was it in his record? No, but we only
know his record from as far back as he

with the FBI. We don't know what he was
doing before then.

I wonder what he did to get busted.

I bet he stole something.

Parker looks like the thief type.

Quiet, quick with his hands.

Nah, I'm going to say assault.

You remember when we first met him?

The scuffle at the park? The man can
throw down?

No, I think you're both wrong.

I think it's underage drinking.

Where are we on the case?

Okay, let's get this over with.
Questions.

Hit me.

When were you and Juby?

When I was 14, back in Philly. It was
just for a few months.

What did you get busted for?

Dumb stuff.

Stealing hubcaps.

Yes!

Continue.

We were rebellious kids with too much
time on our hands and eventually it

up to us.

And by us you mean you and... Billy
Doyle.

First friend I made when I moved there
from Chicago.

We were in Juby together.

The whole experience was enough to scare
me straight.

The day I got out, I swore to myself
that I would do whatever it took and

go back.

You said the light, huh?

Yeah, I cleaned up my act.

But Billy... Billy took a different
path. Saw his rap sheet. He made quite a

name for himself after Julie.

Gave him a big thief, made a lot of big
scores.

Have the two of you ever crossed paths
again?

Sure. We're still friends.

Really? Cop being friends with a
criminal?

I'm not going to lie. It wasn't easy. We
had kind of a don't ask, don't tell

policy, but that's all in the past now.
Billy's been out of the game for years,

runs a market up in Philly, gives back
to the communities.

He's reformed.

Unfortunately, can't say the same about
his nephew, Sean. He's our lead suspect

right now.

Okay, so what do we know?

Our victim is Petty Officer Dana Callie,
25, single, lived in D .C., worked for

the Navy Combat Documentation Unit, by
all accounts.

Quiet, kept to herself.

She lives in D .C. What's she doing in a
park in Philly?

My guess is she was buying drugs from
Sean Doyle.

Six months ago, he was busted for
dealing in the very same park.

You think his drug deal gone bad?

Where's Sean now?

I'm going to find him.

And the fact that we found his watch and
he's in the wind?

Put a bolo out for Sean Doyle.

Reach out to Callie's supervisor, see
what she was doing in that park.

I'm going to go see Billy. Hopefully he
can give us something.

Colin, run along with coffee.

Freeze is acting up again.

Ice cream's like soup.

Just tell people we're selling
smoothies. We can charge more.

As I live and breathe, Elliot Ness.

Hey, Billy. How you doing?

What is it? You don't call? You don't
write? Yeah. Been busy. Busy my ass.

Colin, I want you to meet an old friend
of mine from back in the day.

Alden Parker.

How you doing?

Yeah. What should I say?

CSI agent Parker.

NCIS, actually.

What's the difference?

Hey, you got time for a bite? We're soon
by the house. Tess would love to see

you.

Unfortunately, it's not a social call.

Can we talk?

Yeah,

sure. Come on. We're going to the back.

No kid?

Call him?

Yeah. He's down on his luck, so I gave
him a job. I rented him a room upstairs.

Look at you, St. Billy.

I'm trying.

So what's going on?

It's about John.

You heard from him lately?

Not for a while. What's he done now?

Not sure yet, but he's a person of
interest in a case.

Homicide.

You don't look so surprised.

Look, I love the kid. He's family.

But he's damaged goods.

I mean, he's got a deadbeat mom, dad
doing life over at Fayette.

Now I've tried to keep this kid out of
trouble, but some kids they just they go

looking for it, you know There's less
time you seen a few weeks back God, I'm

stealing a couple of bucks out of my
register.

I just lost it look on his face. I
scared him after death Haven't seen him

You think Sean would be capable of doing
something more than stealing?

If you're asking me as a cop

If my nephew is capable of murder?

No way.

Off the record, Park?

I don't know.

Okay. Thanks for your time, Billy. I'll
call you as soon as he turns up.

Yeah, I'll make a couple calls around
the neighborhood, too, and see if I can

find out. Honestly, I think it's best if
you just sit tight and let me handle

this. Hey, this is my nephew we're
talking about. You expect me to sit here

do nothing? I know, but this is a
homicide investigation.

You've got to step back and let me do my
job.

Billy, please.

I'll find Sean, okay?

Petty Officer Callie was a hard worker.
One of the best combat documentarians

we've ever had.

How long did she work for you?

About three years.

We'd send her out to conduct interviews,
research, operation reports, deck logs.

Any recent disagreements with anyone?

Not that I could see.

Everybody loved her.

Any drug use?

Addiction issues, maybe?

Dana? She wouldn't even touch caffeine.

I mean, the only addiction she did have
was to possums.

I'm sorry, possums?

Crazy, I know. But Dana was an amateur
mammologist.

She loved studying possums. Couldn't get
enough of them. In fact, she used to go

out to parks just to film them.

You got something?

Petty Officer Callie was not in the park
buying drugs. She was there videotaping

possums. That's why she was there at
night.

Possums are nocturnal. They're also meat
eaters, which is why she had the animal

organs. Did we find a camera?

No. No, I think the killer might have
taken it. But all the videos that she

automatically uploaded to the cloud,
hacked into her account, and this is

found. Heads up, it's disturbing.

Screw you!

I'm not afraid of you. I'm the one
calling the shots now, not you!

That's Sean Doyle.

Hey!

What are you doing?

No, no, no!

Callie wasn't the target. Sean was.
Callie was just in the wrong place at

wrong time.

So what happened to Sean?

He could have escaped, could have been
abducted. Maybe wipe the shooter.

We need to find him, like now.

Bolo just came back.

They found him.

Canvas the area. Go door to door.
Somebody must have seen something.

Detective DeBrew?

Agent Parker, it's Agent Knight. We
spoke on the phone.

Yeah, he's over here.

Who found the body?

Control car, couple hours ago.

Looks like somebody did a number on him.

Shot multiple times.

Just like Callie.

Detective Dubrow.

Yeah, go.

We got a guy here who says he's the
uncle. Wants to see the body.

Or travel back.

Keep him back. Calm him. You know the
drill.

No, he's not taking no for an answer.

You talked to him. I want to see him. I
want to see him.

Get your hands off me. Hey, hey. I got
this. I got this.

Is Sean in there? Billy, you shouldn't
be here. They said there's a kid in

in his 20s. Is it him? Is it my nephew?
Billy, listen.

Answer me.

Sorry. I want you to go home, be with
Tess, and I'll stop by after, okay?

It's my fault.

I should have been there for him.

There's nobody to blame except the guy
who pulled the trigger. Now go home. I'm

on this, okay?

24 -7.

Whoever did this to Sean won't get away
with it.

No, he won't.

Because I'm going to make sure of it.
Billy, whatever you're thinking of

don't do it.

You had your chance. Now it's my turn.
Hey, Billy.

Billy!

The cause of

death was massive blood loss due to
multiple gunshot wounds.

Casey ran ballistics, and the same gun
was used to kill Petty Officer Calley.

So we're looking at the same killer.

It would appear so, yes.

The killer wanted Sean, not our petty
officer.

She was just collateral damage, so who'd
want Sean dead?

I can't help you with that, but I might
have something to get you started.

If you look very closely, you can see
traces of fluorescent ink, which, when

put this under a UV light, it reveals...
Dirtbag.

I know, not as cool as like a treasure
map or a hidden riddle, but guess what?

There is a club in South Philly named
Dirtbag.

I'll bet you that is the handstand that
gets you entry.

Based on the impressions of the ink, I'd
say that Sean was there shortly before

his death.

So let's find out what he was doing
there.

Director Vance, what a pleasant
surprise.

Agent Parker, may I have a word?

What's going on?

I heard about what happened at the crime
scene between you and your friend Billy

Doyle. Is he going to be a problem?

He won't be a problem.

How can you be sure? Because I know the
guy.

He just lost his nephew. He's upset.

Billy Doyle being upset is exactly what
I'm afraid of. I read his file.

Assault, weapons charges, reckless
endangerment. That's just the first

All of that was in his past.

He's not that man anymore.

Let's hope you're right.

Yeah, I completely understand.

Well, thanks anyway.

Well, Sawyer's out.

You? Sawyer to the wedding?

Wow, you gotta be desperate.

My cousin just found out that I lost my
plus one, and now they're threatening to

put me at the kids' table.

I am going to find a date if it kills
me.

Where'd you at? Jimmy?

Palmer? No, Jimmy Kimmel.

Yeah, Palmer.

Well, you know, I figure, you know, he's
busy, but...

Victoria.

Nope. She's in a sleepover.

He's not busy, don't mean.

Ask him.

Yeah, maybe I'll do that.

Hello?

That's far enough.

You with the other guy?

He sent you back here to hurt me?

What other guy?

I told him everything I know. He doesn't
have to threaten me.

This guy's stocky, tough -looking, about
60.

He was just here asking about Sean.

I'm gonna reach into my pocket, and I'm
gonna show you my badge, okay?

We're federal agents.

We're looking into Sean's murder.

That's all.

I can't believe he's gone.

Were the two of you close?

We had a thing on and off.

I knew he wasn't any good for me, but
Sean could be sweet in his own way.

At least he used to be.

And why is that?

He'd changed recently.

Became secretive.

Started hanging around with a rough
crowd.

Can you describe that?

They only came by the club once.

But I...

Do you remember this one woman?

She had a tattoo on her neck.

Dragon, I think.

Is there anything else you can remember?

Sean left his backpack here.

He was afraid it would get stolen out of
the place.

I didn't tell the other guy about it.

Maybe this can help you catch Sean's
killer.

Was he stuck in the 80s?

Thank you for your time.

If you can think of anything else, or if
that man comes back, call us.

Hey, Sandy.

Can I get Ruben to go, please?

Thanks.

All right.

Well,

it's good here.

What?

Oh, everything.

I tried the Reuben, though.

That is my favorite.

Reuben it is.

Just what the doctor ordered.

Okay.

Hey, you look familiar to me.

Do you work over at the medical center?

No, I'm not.

I'm the medical examiner at NCIS.

Oh, NCIS.

You enjoy the work?

Yeah, yeah, I love it.

Really fascinating cases.

Is that one of them?

Yeah. Gunshot victim.

Just finishing up his autopsy report
now.

You think I can get a look?

No, no. I couldn't. Come on, Doc. Just a
peek. It's part of an ongoing case. I

really couldn't.

How about now?

You're Billy Doyle.

There's more money on that envelope than
you make in a month.

Maybe two.

And it's all yours.

All you gotta do is look the other way.

I'm sure you're aware that bribing a
federal employee is a felony.

Who said anything about a bribe?

We're just a couple of guys talking.

I should be going.

Hey, Doc.

I don't need to use money.

You get the things I want.

I have other means at my disposal.

I don't think you want to see that, Doc.

How do you?

Sandy?

Could you please get NCIS on the phone
for me?

I'll see you around soon, Doc.

It's a girl with a dragon tattoo. You
find her, you bring her to me.

Understand? Whoa, where do you get off
going after one of my guys? You're lucky

I don't throw your ass in jail. Relax,
we were just talking. Yeah? The same way

you talked to that club owner? I vouch
for you, man.

Said you wouldn't make waves, and this
vigilante crap ain't helping. I told you

somebody's gonna answer for it there,
did they, Sean? Yeah, and I said I'd

handle it. Now let me do my job.

Oh, you'll handle it? Yeah, that's
right. What, are you gonna do, arrest

and then ten years he gets off for good
behavior?

That's your idea of justice.

Not mine. Oh, you're gonna get biblical
on me? An eye for an eye, is that it?

Yeah, if that's what I gotta do.

You see, surviving out here means making
the hard choice.

That's why when we were kids, you always
needed me to protect you.

Because you never had the stomach to do
what needed to be done.

Yeah.

Well, we're not kids anymore.

And the next time you cross the line and
I have to come up here, I won't be

coming as a friend.

You know where to find me.

Yeah, Casey.

I finally finished analyzing the pager
Torres and Knight found. Anything on it?

Several phone numbers from burner
phones. I couldn't trace them. But

paged Sean sets of random digits, which
after much trial and error, I finally

figured out was a code.

Code for what?

Latitude, longitude, and schedule times.

Someone was paging Sean locations to me.

Looks like it. And whoever's been paging
him probably doesn't know Sean is dead

because we just got a new page for a
meeting later today.

All right. Send me the location.

Coming right now.

Quarter past.

Wherever this guy is, he's not very
punctual.

He'll show up.

How'd it go with Billy?

You think he got the message?

Who knows?

He saved my life, you know.

Went back in jewelry?

I was 14, scrawny, never been in a fight
in my life.

When I showed up there, it was like
ringing a dinner bell.

But Billy had my back.

I mean, without him, I never would have
made it.

I always felt I owed him.

for that.

Sounds like he was just doing what
friends are supposed to do.

Yeah, and now I'm going to repay him by
arresting him.

From the first moment I got my badge, I
was afraid this day might come, and now

that it's here, I'm not sure I can do
it.

No, maybe you won't have to.

You said yourself, Billy's changed.

Maybe you'll do the right thing.

Not likely the way he's been acting.

Don't give up on him so soon.

People might surprise you.

You think that's your guy?

There's one way to find out.

Excuse me.

Hey!

Hey, CIS, don't move.

Don't have to worry about that.

What are you doing here?

Check my coat pocket.

Who are you, eh?

Mark Sisko.

That's what the meat doing here.

Sean Doyle.

Yeah.

You broke it for us.

Sorry again about that. I don't usually
hit federal agents with my car.

Serves me right for running.

Just before you showed up, I got a text
from my office telling me that Sean was

dead. So when I saw you... You thought
we were the killers and you might be

next, sure.

Sean Doyle was your informant?

Yeah, we busted him on a drug buy about
six months ago and flipped him.

Thought he could help us get dirt on a
suspect we're investigating.

Got a name?

Cat Hanna.

Bank robber, drug dealer, runs a crew
out of Philly.

Nice tattoo.

It was the same woman Sean's ex told us
about.

Charming. It was a real deal.

Methodical, dangerous.

We think she's behind a big bank score
that went down about a month ago.

Problem is, we got no evidence to prove
it.

You thought Sean could get it for you?

He got close with her and her crew. He
was feeding us information.

Maybe got too close. Got burned.

Yeah, and I could have found out Sean
was an informant.

Killed him.

He was a good snitch, too.

That's the problem with informants.

They keep dying on you, right?

Not if you did a better job of
protecting him.

You got a problem with me? Yeah.

Show some respect.

The kid has a family.

All right.

Gentlemen, that's enough.

If Hannah did kill Sean Doyle, then
she's also responsible for the death of

Navy Petty Officer.

So we're going to need copies of
everything that you've worked on so far.

Maybe my death.

But Sean, Dad, I'm back in the weeds
anyhow.

Maybe you'll have better luck.

than you or she.

The DA

doesn't know where she is. She's

a ghost.

So, how do we find a ghost?

Maybe I go undercover in the
Philippines.

Knock around, make my way in with our
crew.

That would take too long.

We need somebody who's already tapped
in. Somebody who knows the terrain and

ask questions without raising a red
flag.

You mean Billy Doyle?

Parker, you can't be serious.

Why not?

It takes a thief to catch one, right?

Okay, I know he's your friend, but...

The guy's a loose cannon. And after you
tell him about Hannah, what's to stop

him from going all vigilante and just
killing her?

Me.

I'll ask him not to.

I'll appeal to his better angels.

That is, if he has any angels left.

Oh, I don't know.

People might surprise you.

You here to arrest me?

Peace offering.

Come on, you know what's your favorite.

You know how hard it is to find these?

I saw them right out there. Yeah, but
they were buried far, far in the back.

Better days.

Reminds me of sneaking into the vet to
watch the game, how we always would try

to steal beer from the beer guy.
Remember?

What the hell was his name?

Fat Tony? No, no. Fat Tony was a peanut
guy. Beer guy's name was... Moron Mike.

Moron Mike. He'd take his beer when his
back was turned.

Remember?

He'd scream, hey, that kid stole a beer,
and he'd put his cart down, and then

take me. Twelve guys would help
themselves.

Best part is, he fell for it every time.

God bless Moran, Mike. Moran, Mike.

Here's to you.

Why are you really here, Park?

We got some new information on Sean. He
was an informant for the DEA.

My nephew was a rat.

Well, that's one way to look at it, but
another is that maybe Sean was looking

to get out of the game and was doing the
right thing.

Or once in his life?

Of all people, you can relate to that.

We have a name.

Someone we think could be connected to
Sean's death, but we can't find him.

We're hoping you can.

How do you know I won't put a bullet
between the eyes of whoever's name is

written on that piece of paper?

Right now, we're not certain that this
suspect is 100 % guilty, so you might be

killing an innocent person.

Could you live with that?

The Billy I know couldn't.

I know you make the right choice.

Well, I hope you like the kids table and
chicken fingers.

I will text Jimmy. Why text him? Just
talk to him. He's downstairs.

That's where the big deal is.

Any word from Billy?

Nothing yet.

No, but I have faith in him.

Just to be safe, we had agents stationed
outside his home last night. Never

moved. The final toxicology report on
our victim.

Unfortunately, nothing that can help us
ID the killer.

Great. Thanks, Jimmy.

Jimmy!

Hey. Good morning, Agent Knight.

I was wondering, uh, what are you doing
tonight?

Oh, actually, I'm very excited.

I have the house to myself tonight, so
I'm going to make up some popcorn. I'm

going to dig into that docu -series on
the history of documentaries.

And even as I say that, I realize that's
not very exciting.

Why do you ask?

Oh, nothing. I was just thinking if you
didn't have anything to do tonight, that

maybe you wanted to go to a wedding with
me.

That's my plus one.

You're plus one, so just you and me.

That's not weird, is it?

No, no, no. It's great. I'd love to go.
Yeah.

Great.

It's a date.

I mean, not like a date date. Just
friends. Yeah, just friends. Yeah,

I will text you the details.

All right. I will see you tonight.

Did you ask him?

I have a plus one.

Oh, well, if it wasn't that hard.

Parker.

I'm listening.

All right, got it.

Thank you.

All right, Billy came through. We got an
address on Kit Hanna.

Want to tell me what the hell I'm doing
here?

You ever seen this man before, Miss
Hanna?

Face is familiar.

Meaning what?

Meaning we may have slept together.

His name is Sean Boyle.

He was informing on you to the DEA.

About what?

Our sex life?

A bank heist you pulled last month.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Maybe this will all appear a matter.

What's that?

That is a 1909 Sherry McGee baseball
card.

Last name is misspelled, which makes it
extremely malleable. And only a few

exist. Including one that was reported
stolen from a safety deposit box at the

bank you robbed.

Didn't happen.

Then when did we find the card in your
apartment?

He searched my place?

They had a procedure with murder
suspects.

Murder?

See, I thought this was about a robbery.

It is.

Sean found evidence that you and your
crew pulled that bank job.

But before he could go to the DEA, you
killed him and petty officer Talley.

But that card isn't the only thing that
we found at your place.

It was from the murder weapon.

Ballistics show that the victims were
killed three nights ago with the same

Your gun.

Okay.

Wait a minute. This is not my gun, and
this is not my baseball card.

Okay, somebody obviously put them in my
apartment. I'm being framed.

You said these people were killed three
nights ago, right?

I was in Baltimore then.

All night.

You mean you wanted to come verify them?

Well, no.

Wait, wait.

Only because me and my crew were in the
middle of robbing a jewelry store.

So now you're a thief.

I can prove I was there.

I can give you details that are only
going to be in the police report. I'm

telling you, I'm being set up.

Parker, we got a problem.

Yeah, our cat burglar might be telling
the truth.

Okay, two problems.

I ran my ballistics report through the
database, and it turns out the gun we

found in Cat Hannah's apartment was used
in a gas station holdup 18 years ago.

18.

Man, I would have been just a kid back
then.

I pulled the file. It was a one -man
job. Guy fired a warning shot into a

That's where the bullet got pulled.

Police ever ID'd the guy?

No, but they had a prime suspect.

William Doyle.

The murder weapon isn't Hannah.

It's Billy.

Parker, call me as soon as you get this.
Thanks, officer.

Hannah was telling the truth.

Baltimore PD confirmed the details she
gave us on the jewelry robbery.

I'll have my checks out.

At another check to the Billy suspect
column, Casey just found trace amounts

coffee grounds on the stolen baseball
card.

It's a unique blend, ground specifically
for one location.

Billy's market.

Billy had the card. That means he was
behind the bank robbery.

Jonathan had covered it in, uh...

Billy took him out before he could
squeal.

So this whole time, Billy wasn't looking
for the killer. Billy was the killer.

And he was keeping tabs on our
investigation.

You know, when he thought we got too
close, he framed Cat Hanna.

After all, it was Billy who gave us her
address, right?

I apologize. That was unprofessional.

Can't be easy, man.

Well, let's call Philly PD and have them
pick Billy up.

I actually called up already when I
learned that the gun was his.

Billy is not at home or at the market.

Maybe you got nervous we were going to
figure it out. Went into hiding.

Put on a bolo.

And stake out the market in case you
return.

Hey, Parker, where are you going?

How'd you find me?

This is where we always came when we
were in trouble.

Hide out at St. Mary's.

Yeah, only I'm not hiding.

I just need a quiet place to get him to
talk.

Billy, what did you do? Don't.

Why are you doing this?

He did it, Park.

He confessed everything. He killed Sean.

Didn't you, Colin?

A few weeks back, when I caught Sean
stealing from my register, my market

the only place he robbed.

He went upstairs and broke into Colin's
apartment and found the baseball card.

Colin did the bank heist, and Sean
figured it out.

Instead of turning it over to the DEA,
he tried to blackmail Colin.

So Colin shot him and Callie and framed
Cat Hanna. How did you figure this all

out? Colin used my gun.

I noticed one of them missing.

And he's the only person other than me
that knew where they were.

This mutt.

I gave you a job. I gave you a home.

This is how you repay me.

Billy, Billy, don't.

Mark, just leave.

You were never here.

You know I can't do that.

You want justice, then let me take him
in.

This isn't the way.

Don't. Billy, I'm telling you, if you
pull that trigger, I can't protect you.

And everything you've worked for, going
straight over the past dozen years, will

be for nothing.

I got to do this.

No.

Please.

All right, then I'll do it for you. I'll
shoot him.

What?

Go for my gun.

And it was self -defense.

It'll be a clean kill.

You'd do that for me?

Yeah.

Parker, if you did that, you'd be no
better than me.

I couldn't live with that.

Go ahead.

Put your cuffs on him.

Make sure a doctor looks at him.

What now?

Take him back, get a proper confession
out of him.

One I can actually use.

I had to get him to talk somehow.

You could have called me first.

If you ever pull a stunt like that
again, I'll shoot you myself.

You saved my ass in there.

Thanks.

Hey.

We're a team.

I got your back, always.

Right, Fonz?

Tell me the truth.

You weren't really going to shoot him in
there, were you?

I don't know, but I had to think of
something.

Son of a bitch.

Damn, Jimmy.

Palmer.

James Palmer.

Looking sharp there, man.

I'm really excited, you guys. It's been
forever since I've been on a date.

But not that this is really a date, you
know. Jess and I are just going as

friends, but, you know.

Whoa.

Seriously, Jess, wow.

You look amazing.

You got something for Jimmy?

Palmer. Oh, yes.

Sorry.

Jess, you look beautiful.

Thanks.

You look great, too.

So, you want to take a picture of you by
a fireplace or something?

Yeah, we can do a corsage thing. Shut
up.

Jimmy.

All right.

Don't be out too late.

Leave the lights on. And stay away from
that spike punch.

Cute couple there. Yeah.

You don't think they're a wrap?

Definitely not.