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[alarm beeping]

[sighs]

[alarm stops]

♪ ♪

[groans softly]

["Problems" by
Aerosmith & YUNGBLUD playing]

♪ Yeah, I know I've felt you♪

♪ In my life, in the streets♪

♪ Of every city♪

♪ Where I dream at night♪

♪ I met all the bitter saints♪

♪ And I was sold, but to get
to where you want...♪

JONAH:
What's the deal with Penny?

So, are you guys exclusive?

Please, Jonah. It's too early
for this conversation, okay?

At least let the sun come up.

Wait, so you do
think it's a thing

or you... you don't think
it's a thing?

Is Penny ghosting you?

Can we please stop
talking about this?

Okay? I'm not even
fully caffeinated yet.

You know,
she's probably back in jail.

-She's not.
-[laughs]: Oh.

So, you've been checking
the arrest records?

Bro, that is not a great way
to start to a relationship.

Whatever.

Hey, are you seeing this?

Yeah, that does not look right.

Yeah.
Well, pull over.

-[indistinct radio chatter]
-[siren whoops]

♪ ♪

JONAH:
Hello?

12-Jake-101 assisting
with a traffic stop

near Allandale Park.

It's like something straight
out of an alien abduction movie.

[owl hooting]

JONAH:
Where is everybody?

WOMAN [in distance]:
Oh!

-Hear that?
-Yeah.

-[twig snaps]
-[moaning]
-Whoa!

-Kathleen?
-You okay?

-I'm friggin' pissed.
-What happened?

Was bringing my cruiser
back from the shop

when I pulled a woman over
for speeding

and failing to stop
at a red light.

She bolts out of the car.

Just takes off.

Who does that?
So, I go after her.

End up in this mess.
Look at me.

Uh, well, did you get
a good look at the "drivah"?

I mean, d-driver.
You got me doing it now.

Uh, uh, long brown hair,

skinny, 20s maybe.

Who knows these days,
with Botox.

They're injecting that stuff
in their knees.

I saw her eyes in the rearview.
Green, maybe blue.

Lot of makeup.

Did you see
which direction she went?

Up there, over there.

-That way? You good?
-Yeah.

-Yeah. Go.
-Yeah?

-Yeah, yeah, go.
-Yeah? Okay.

Yeah, ten-hut.
[groans]

-Whoa.
-What?

SEAN:
Well, call me Prince Charming.

Perhaps we can find her
with this?

Mm.

-Appreciate you.
-Early morning run,

trading in your usual
greasy breakfast sandwich

-for liquid supplements?
-Yeah.

-You all right?
-Mm-hmm.

Except it's disgusting.

But I'm just being
a little more fitness-conscious.

You know,
little bit of a health kick.

And I'm starting to crack
the code on your side-eye,

-so, careful.
-[chuckles] I...

-Take some shots
over by that rack.
-didn't say anything.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Look who caught
the early shift.

LENA:
What's up, Ray-Ray?

What do we got,
Officer Rayford?

A smash-and-grab,

about 4:00 this morning.

Several thousand dollars' worth
of guns and ammo were stolen.

Unidentified male,
18, maybe 20 years old,

was found unconscious in
the office with a gunshot wound.

Currently at surgery
at Boston General.

Hal Dinsmore, the owner,
dead on the office floor.

He made the 911 call.

Do you know why Hal was here
at work at 4:00 in the morning?

That part's your job.

Have a good one.

-You too.
-See you at the squad.

[sighs]

WOMAN:
Objection,

Your Honor.
Leading the witness.

-Sustained.
-Oh, come on.
Are you kidding me?

Every time

-I say something, she objects.
-Mr. Bell,

perhaps you've forgotten
that you're in my courtroom.

Kidding is not something I do.

Your Honor,

the people would like to request
a one-day recess.

There's a matter that requires

Deputy District
Attorney Bell's attention.

Objection, Your Honor.

I understand the D.A.'s desire
to interrupt when things

aren't going well
for the Commonwealth,

but that is not a reason
to delay the proceedings.

We recess for lunch
in 15 minutes,

and my afternoon is booked.

I'll see the parties
back here first thing tomorrow.

But I'd like to see you,
District Attorney Silver,

sometime before then.

Court is in recess.

Looks like our unknown
perpetrator from the hospital

was shot here, falls.

-Mm-hmm.
-But who shot him?

This guy-- the gun shop owner,
Hal Dinsmore--

doesn't have a gun on him.

Actually, he does.
Nine-mil Glock,

in the desk drawer left open.

Why would he leave his gun
in his desk drawer

if he's in a shoot-out
with this guy?

Well, the blood trails from here

to there to where he is now.

So, maybe Hal Dinsmore
is here at his desk,

hears the crash of the break-in,

goes for the gun in the drawer.

The bad guy comes
into the office doorway,

they exchange fire,

and for some reason,
he puts it back?

Makes sense.

Except why put it back
in the drawer,

then come charging towards
the guy who's shooting at you?

Right.

And you know, he has a whole lot

-of blood on him.
-Yeah.

LENA:
All over his clothes,
on his hands,

all the way down to his knees.

It's inconsistent
with his gunshot.

It was fatal, but he would not
have bled out this much.

This vest wouldn't have fit Hal.

Must belong to whoever
came in shooting.

Wait a minute.
I think we might have just

narrowed down our suspect pool.

AB negative.

Military guys put their
blood type inside their vest.

There should be... Yep.

Serial number here, too.

That is great. That could
help us find the identity

-of our shooter.
-Sure could.

Hey, Danny. This crime may be
bigger than we think it is.

-Why?
-'Cause Sarah's here.

LENA:
Hey.

-Hey.
-Boss.

I'm guessing you got

-bad news for us.
-Yeah, this isn't an isolated

gun shop smash-and-grab.

Intel from neighboring
Essex County links it

to three others,
all with the same M.O.

-So, somebody's stealing
a whole lot of guns.
-Right?

This is the first hit in Boston
and the first homicide.

I'd like to make sure
it's the last.

The robberies in Essex County

happened
on three consecutive nights

several hours after midnight.

If that pattern holds,

our bad guys are gonna
strike again, tonight.

So, in other words,
we're gonna be working a double.

Yep.

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

Ned, it's the police.
Is there a problem?

I'm Officer Reagan.
This is Officer Silver.

-Are you Rita Avner?
-Yes.

-What's going on?
Did something happen?
-JONAH: We found a vehicle

abandoned on the side
of the road this morning.

It's registered to you,
Mrs. Avner.

SEAN: It was involved
in a traffic stop.

Do you own a grey BMW sedan?

Yes. It's parked right...

WALLIS: It's not there, Mom.

-Did you pull it
into the garage, Rita?
-No.

I-I parked it in the driveway
when I came home last night.

-JONAH: What time was that?
-Uh...

About 9:30.

-Then we went to bed.
-Are you sound sleepers?

Did you hear anything
in the middle of the night?

Shouldn't you guys
be filling out some sort of

auto theft report or something?

It's just that the type of car
that you own

is very difficult to steal.

And when we recovered it
this morning,

there was no sign of a break-in
entry or a hot-wiring.

Do you have all the key fobs?

Wallis, could you go grab them?

-You said something
about a traffic stop?
-SEAN: The car was pulled over

by one of our officers,
and a female driver

-fled the scene.
-Why would I do that?

Well, according
to your driving history, ma'am,

you've already got
two citations for speeding.

I'm sure you're aware
that if you get three or more

in a 12-month period,
your license could be suspended.

So, I just abandoned a car
on the side of the road?

You'd be shocked what people do
when they panic.

Here you go.

-JONAH: No other keys?
-No.

We only received two
from the dealership

the day we bought the car.

Do you have a daughter
or a female houseguest?

You know what? We're-we're done
with the questions.

The vehicle was stolen.

You guys should be looking
for the person who took it.

And I'd like to know
when we can get our car back.

-Mm-hmm.
-We understand.

Uh...

Mrs. Avner, can I ask you
one more thing?

It doesn't fit.

I told you I wasn't there.

SEAN: Sorry.

[elevator bell chimes]

Still waiting on the serial
number from the Kevlar vest

at this morning's crime scene.

As per your request,
12 other gun shops in the city.

Okay, so we know that one
of these is their next target.

I want uniformed officers
stationed

at just ten of these 12.

The goal being to lure
the perps in what appears to be

two vulnerable locations.

I dropped a couple pins.

This one
and this one here on Hancock.

-You want them to make a move?
-I want them caught,

so we send a message to anyone
they may be working for

that Boston's off-limits.

Now, I want Robbery Task Force
at these two locations

in plain clothes
and unmarked vehicles.

Make sure no one is inside,
minimize all risk.

I'll dispatch our teams at 2200?

Earlier than that. 2000.

Essex County shared
surveillance footage

from the previous robberies,
but there's nothing there

that we can run
through the database

to identify these guys.

SARAH:
These thick coats
are a clever way

to conceal their identities.

This one here, with the designs,

was in the surveillance footage
from this morning's crime scene.

I'll distribute a screen-grab.

If anyone clocks
these puffy-coat thieves

near or around
any of these gun shop locations

at any hour, we engage.

Only thing I want
to be talking about tomorrow

is how we took these guys down.

-Yes, ma'am.
-Yes, ma'am.

You know,
it feels like yesterday

that a couple of A.D.A.s

were pulling all-nighters
in that bullpen.

Although our table
isn't there any longer.

I did some redecorating.

Thank you
for coming to my office.

We could've met
in your chambers.

-Oh. My pleasure.
-So, Oliver Bell.

His nerves
got the better of him.

That wasn't nerves.

Oliver Bell was unprepared, Mae.

What I witnessed in that
suppression hearing was a crime

against the practice of law.

I'm surprised
he's on your staff.

Maybe you're exaggerating
a little bit, hmm?

We all have a bad day in court.
Even you.

Remember Judge VandenBosch?

The Kincaid robbery?

All right. Point made.

And I'm a little offended that
you're questioning my judgment.

I hired that young man,

who, by the way,
was the top of his class,

and he writes motions that
are the envy of this office.

So, be careful,

Mr. Third Divorce and Counting,

before you judge
any of my people.

I had three wives
because I lost out

on the one I wanted
in the first place.

You're intimidating me.
[chuckles]

Part of my job description.

I expect improvement,
Madam District Attorney,

out of respect for the process
and my courtroom.

DANNY:
Can we see the gun shop office?

Nah, no cameras in there.

We synced the 911 audio

with the video surveillance
time code.

That's got to be our perp
that shot Hal Dinsmore.

And there's the muzzle flashes
from the office.

OPERATOR:
911. What's your emergency?

HAL:
I shot someone.
I can't feel a pulse.

[Velcro ripping]

That's the Kevlar vest
being removed.

OPERATOR:
Sir, what's your name?

HAL:
He's not breathing.

[panting]:
One, two, three.

He's performing
chest compressions.

DANNY:
So, Hal's trying to save
the perp's life.

Probably knelt down,
which would explain how he got

the blood all over
his clothes and knees.

OPERATOR:
Sir, can you tell me your name?

-Are you alone?
-HAL: Hal.

He hasn't even mentioned
that he got shot.

OPERATOR:
Hal, paramedics are on
their way to your location.

HAL:
Please hurry.
They got to get here. I...

I can't do this
much longer, I'm...

-I'm tired.
-He's dying.

OPERATOR:
Are you injured, Hal? Hal?

I'm right here with you.

Stay with me. Hello?

Hal, are you still there?

-Hal?
-[playback stops]

So, Hal Dinsmore died
trying to save the life

of the man who shot him.

His family should know.

We're still trying to locate
extended family and relatives.

Officer Rayford interviewed
a gun shop employee.

Both of his parents
are deceased.

Lived alone, never married,
only child.

He served in Afghanistan.

Hal was trained
to come to the rescue.

He was a Marine.

Semper fi, brother.

[phone vibrates]

-[phone chimes]
-Uhp.

I got an ID from the serial
number on the Kevlar vest.

So, the man who shot
Hal Dinsmore is Reese Camotta.

We should head to Boston General
and see if we can talk to him.

No, hold up, guys. There were
complications in the surgery.

The blood type on the vest

does not match that
of the suspect.

So, it wasn't
the suspect's vest?

So, our John Doe is not Reese.

Is he conscious?

Just got out of surgery,
in the ICU.

-Heavily sedated.
-I'll be there when he wakes up.

Okay, and why don't I talk
to the actual owner of the vest,

this Reese Camotta guy,
see what he has to say?

-You got an address?
-Yep.

Let's have the unis pick him up.

Let him squirm on the way.

You know what that is?

I don't know.

You don't know?

I know it's a Kevlar vest.

No, it's your Kevlar vest.

Serial number tracked back
to you, from the National Guard.

You look a little rattled.

Do you wonder why
there's blood on there?

Or maybe you already know why.

Where were you last night?

At work.

I own a bar.
Closes at 2:00.

So, you have an alibi
from between the hours

of 2:00 and 5:00?

Yeah. Well, I clean the bar
after it closes.

-Alone?
-Alone.

That's too bad.

Want to tell me
why your Kevlar vest

was at my crime scene?

I don't know.

And I don't know why
you have my vest.

I didn't do anything wrong.

That's funny.

'Cause you're the prime suspect

in a string
of gun shop robberies

and the murder of a man
named Hal Dinsmore.

-What?
-And you know what really sucks

is that man Hal Dinsmore died
after saving the life

of the man wearing your vest.

Now, maybe you weren't there.

I mean,
you don't exactly strike me

as the snatch-and-grab type.

But I can see how much
it bothers you,

knowing that the man who was
wearing your vest was wounded,

so I'm gonna ask you
a different question.

Who did you give
that vest to, soldier?

I want a lawyer.

Okay.

You know,

I heard a man
speak his last words today.

And I promise you this.

If you know these guys,
if this crew are your buddies,

I'm gonna find them
and they're going down.

And you're going down with 'em.

Yo. I got Kathleen's
body cam footage.

[key clicks]

KATHLEEN:
It's a friggin' traffic stop.

Why the hell you running?!

[groans]

-[shouts]
-Ooh!

[exclaims]

Ooh. Oh.

Kathleen got bodied
by that tree, dude.

Wow.

Now that
that incident report is done,

do you want to go roll
for an hour before lunch?

I want to go
by Auto Theft first.

They bagged a couple things
from the Avners' car.

I just want to see
if they can download

the GPS history from
when Mrs. Avner said

she parked the car
in the driveway

to when Kathleen
actually pulled it over.

Brother,
this is Auto Theft's case now.

What are you doing?
It wasn't enough for you

to make Mrs. Avner
try on that shoe?

Hear me out, okay?

How was the engine started
without the key present?

Those guys in Cyber said
they detected no digital trace

of the thief
manipulating the electrical

or operating system
of the vehicle

via Bluetooth
or Internet connection,

which would mean
that this thief invented

an entirely new way
of stealing cars.

Doesn't that make you
the least bit curious?

Let's do it.
For Kathleen.

Let's go find Cinderella.

Phoebe.

What happened?
Are you okay?

Yeah, I texted you.

I took the T here.
I didn't know where else to go.

I'm sorry, Phoebe.
It's been an insane day.

But of course you can
come to me with anything.

What's going on?

My mom got a new job.

Okay. Well, that's
a good thing, right?

It's in Japan.

Oh.

Oh.

Does your dad know?

PHOEBE:
I can't reach him.
He's on his plane already.

SARAH:
Oh, right, he lands tonight.

She said we're moving.

She's gonna tell him when she
drops me off for the weekend.

I don't want to go
to Japan, Sarah.

Nobody is gonna make you do
anything you don't want to do.

Yeah, you say that now,
but you weren't here

during the first custody fight.

-It got mean.
-I'm sorry, Phoebe.

That's awful.

Can't your mom, like,
do something?

Isn't she, like,
the head lawyer in Boston?

That's not exactly how it works.

Dad travels all the time,

your job is insane.

They're never gonna let me stay.

Do you want to stay?

Okay. Well, that counts
for a lot, Phoebe.

I've been through this, too,
and believe me,

what the child wants matters.

What about you?
Do you want me to stay?

Of course I want you to stay.

Full time, with you guys?

[knocking]

SARAH:
Just a second.

I should go.

Phoebe, we will talk about this.

Me, you and your dad.
We will.

No, it has to be tonight.
It can't wait.

Tonight.
Uh... okay.

Then we'll do it tonight.

Uh, dinner.
6:00?

-Okay, thanks, Sarah.
-Okay.

-Superintendent?
-Mm-hmm.

We need you to take
a look at this.

SARAH:
Is this the surveillance
from the streets

surrounding the gun shop?

Were we able to get any
clearer picture of their faces?

-[continuing indistinctly]
-♪ ♪

ROBINSON:
Two meetings in one day.

To what do I owe this pleasure?

MAE: We need to talk
about Oliver Bell.

I went over the prep with Oliver
one more time.

I even gave him a pep talk
about the time

that I stood in front of a jury

and forgot everything
I was about to say,

-[chuckles]
-so a colleague stepped in.

You're welcome for that.

And what did young Oliver say?
Was he inspired?

He quit.

He said that his parents

expected him
to go to law school,

and that your chastising him
was a "sign"

that he was in the wrong field.

What happens now?

Do you thank me
or do I apologize?

You grant me a continuance
so that I can get

-another prosecutor up to speed.
-Can't do that, Mae.

This case has tied up
my courtroom for long enough.

Now, we either argue it
when it gets reconvened

or I'll dismiss it
for a speedy trial.

But there isn't anybody else
in my office

who is prepared to...

I know what's happening here.

You've wanted me to try a case
in front of you

ever since you got on the bench.

That's what this is.

I knew the kid was weak.

I didn't think
he would bail on you.

But now that you bring it up,

it would be fun
to see you in action again.

[chuckles]

-Detective?
-[knocks]

It's that file on your suspect.

-Thank you.
-Yeah.

Ray-Ray, hang on.

Younger brother Dylan,
expired license,

no recent job records.
Three months ago,

Reese paid bail for Dylan in
Allegheny County, Pennsylvania.

No sign of him.

Thought for sure
we'd find an accomplice in this.

Um...

Come with me, Ray-Ray.

Hey, I-I'm not answering any
of your questions, Detective.

-I asked for a lawyer.
-Your lawyer's on his way.

I'm not here to talk to you.
I needed somewhere quiet

-to speak with Officer Rayford.
-Yeah.

So, Ray-Ray,
I'm thinking this kid Dylan

is Reese's younger brother.

And Reese lied earlier
just to protect him.

-Sure, I get that.
-And he's probably worried now,

though, because he's thinking,
"Was Dylan the one

who got wounded
in the Kevlar vest?"

RAYFORD:
Ah, I see. So, he wants to know
if he's okay or not.

I'm not talking, Detective.

Will you mind your business?

Yeah. I mean,
Reese has to be thinking,

"Was Dylan the one
the gun shop owner tried to save

and is now fighting
for his life at Boston General?"

But you can't tell him
if it's Dylan or not

-because he lawyered up.
-Right.

DANNY:
Reese could waive his right
to an attorney,

and I could bring him
to the hospital

-to see if it's Dylan.
-Sure. That's what I would do.

-Right?
-Yeah.

I don't want a lawyer.

I don't want
a lawyer.

I want to see my brother.

Okay.

Then we'll go to the hospital
and see if it's your brother,

and you're gonna tell me
everything I want to know.

-DANNY: Hey.
-Hey.

Still hasn't woken up yet.

Take a look.

[monitor beeping steadily]

That's not my brother.

Oh, thank God, that's not Dylan.

You got to be kidding me.

Well, do you know this man?

REESE:
No.

I never seen that
man before in my life.

[clears throat]

All right, uh, well,
we still recovered

your vest at the scene.

So, if you didn't bring it
there, then Dylan had to, right?

I mean, yeah, it's possible.

We have to find your brother.
You got to give us something.

He's the key
to stopping these guys

before they kill somebody else.

Okay, where would Dylan
go to lay low?

Uh, he was all over the place.

Doing drugs and sleeping
all day. I-I threw him out.

Thought he'd man up,
you know? I...

shouldn't have given up on him.

Okay. We're gonna
need to see the room

he was staying at at your house.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

-Give us a second.
-Yeah.

So, our John Doe
is still a John Doe.

Yeah, and Dylan Camotta's out
planning his next gun robbery.

♪ ♪

-Hey.
-Hey... Hey!

How did you convince Danny
to stop at Blended for lunch?

It was his idea, actually.

Mmm.
What's going on with him?

I know, right?

He says that
he's on this health kick,

but I got a theory.

'Cause my man just bought
$200 running shoes.

No.

-No. You don't think...
-Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.
He's only been here a year.

Every transplant
thinks he can hack it.

Not the Boston Marathon, though.

That's such a tourist move.

Seth did it, didn't he?

Well, tourist moves
can still be cute.

-[laughs]
-Right. Right.

-So, Phoebe came by before.
-Mm-hmm.

-Wanted to see
if you're all good.
-Yeah.

Yeah, she just wants
to move in with us, no big deal.

-I'm sorry, what?
-Yeah.

Her mom is moving to Japan,

and she wants to move in
with us full-time.

The three of us
are discussing it tonight

at an early dinner.

That's a good thing,
though, right?

I love Phoebe.

But, you know, car pool pickups

and losing the second bathroom,
and not being able to have sex

-whenever you want...
-Thank you. Okay.

You got to imagine
the gains, though, right?

When I met Seth, I knew Phoebe
was part of the deal,

but it was shared custody.

Now her mom
is forcing the issue.

It was bound to get messy.

Becoming a full-time parent?

That scares me, Lena.

Besides, I promised Phoebe
I would never,

ever replace her mother,
and it just feels like

that's exactly what I'm doing.

But Seth is, like,
the perfect guy.

He checks all the boxes.

♪ ♪

What?

It's the boxes.

I have been staring
at these photos

and surveillance video
for half a day

trying to find some clue
to help us, and I've got it.

The one constant is they always
remove the guns from the boxes.

Right, because why wouldn't you
just pick up the entire box

and load it into your vehicle?

There's QR codes here.

Some companies use these
to tag their inventory.

Okay. It's sending me to a site
for Sanborn Shipping.

Same. Dinsmore Gun shop and
the locations in Essex County

all had gun deliveries
from Sanborn Shipping.

That's what they have in common.

And this isn't just
a link to their website,

it's a tracker.

That's why
they're taking the guns

out of the boxes,
they don't want to be tracked.

Yeah, but someone
would have to know that.

That means that one
of the robbers

is an inside guy
from Sanborn Shipping.

And the perps
would only go to the shops

where the guns
were just delivered.

Regina, I need a list
of all of the employees

at Sanborn Shipping
and the gun shops

that they deliver to
here in Boston.

-[mouths]
-You know, I am really good.

Reese Camotta paid
his brother Dylan's bail

in Pittsburgh.

I reached out to my old man's
friends in Allegheny County,

who said that Dylan was arrested
with a guy named Allen Cavallo,

who could be
our Kevlar vest-wearing

perp in the hospital.
Allen

works for
a shipping company called...

-Sanborn Shipping?
-Yes.

Allen's our inside guy.

Okay.
You two are good.

[laughs]

So, the BMW's GPS
said it was parked here

for two and a half hours
before Kathleen pulled it over.

You steal a car for a joyride

or strip it for parts
and abandon it.

Who steals a car,
parks it for two hours

and then drives it back
towards the neighborhood

where they jacked it?

There's nothing
around here anyway.

[woman whoops,
chatters in distance]

Except for that club.

Looks like
the kind of place a girl

would wear fancy shoes
like the one we found.

Who steals a car to go clubbing?

-Just take an Uber.
-Mm.

♪ ♪

WOMAN:
Hey, queens. Welcome back.

-Oh.
-Oh.

John Doe's face
wasn't in any database.

I checked missing persons.

No prints on file,
no juvenile record of any kind.

Nothing that can point us
to his identity.

He doesn't even have a
Massachusetts driver's license.

And a pretty gutsy move
for your first criminal act.

Holding up a gun shop?

I get the feeling like this kid
got involved in something

that turned bad really fast.

In the surveillance footage,
he went straight

to Hal's office, he didn't even
attempt to steal a single gun.

Maybe he got caught up
in something

or maybe he's cold-blooded
and calculated.

He pulled the trigger.

Well, regardless,
he's someone's child.

Or friend.

Someone should know
he's in the hospital.

Well, we find Dylan Camotta,
we'll find out who he is.

[phone vibrates]

LENA:
Oh, it's Phoebe.

-Goodness, is that food?
-Mm-hmm.

We're foodies.

Aw, I'm so sorry.

You don't want to look at
that delicious, savory photo.

You're looking at
Instagram dad-bod workouts.

Okay, wh... what is with
the commentary,

just because I'm going on
morning jogs and being healthy?

Well, what is with this new
exercise regimen anyway?

'Cause you got about as much
body fat as a manatee.

-A manatee?
-Yeah.

That's a walrus with no teeth.

But it has very little body fat.

-How do you know this?
-[laughs]

DISPATCH:
Be advised, units in vicinity

of Huntley and North Jefferson
spotted a maroon panel van,

no plate, heading southeast.

That's our BOLO.
They're early.

Maybe they're casing
the joint. Let's hit it.

-Is that it?
-Looks like it.

It's empty.

Danny, puffy coats.

-Police!
-DANNY: Get on the ground
right now!

[door closes]

[lock clicks]

LENA:
Looks like they locked it.

Let's try it anyway.

Locked.

-Let's go to the front.
-Okay.

ALLEN:
Move!

You, over here.
All right, let's go.

-[people screaming]
-Let's see those hands.

Come on.

-Do not try it.
-Right there.

Hey. Lock it.

All right,
nobody's going anywhere!

SARAH:
Keep your hands up.

Everybody,
keep your faces down. Now!

I'm scared.

I won't let them hurt you.

Okay.

[indistinct conversation]

He's here.

Get their phones.

All right, put your phones
in here. Hey! Phones in here.

-ALLEN: Phones!
-Now. Phones!

-Now! Come on!
-Phones!

Cough 'em up.
Let's go. Phones.

-[whimpers softly]
-SARAH: Hey.

-Hey.
-ALLEN: And keep
your faces down!

-All right, come on, let's go.
Faster, come on.
-SARAH: Just breathe.

-Just breathe
and look at me, okay?
-Okay.

-ALLEN: Give up the phones!
-Okay.
-[phone vibrating]

DYLAN:
Hey, you two, cough it up.

Come on.
Put it in the bin.

Hands down. Do not
try to be a hero right now.

Nobody move!

LENA [over phone]:
Sarah?

ALLEN:
Hey, you! I said out of your
pocket, in the bin!

-Hey, what's going on?
-Sir, please, stay back.

No, no, no,
you don't understand.

My daughter's in there.

-Sarah, can you hear me?
-You got to let me by.

-My daught... Sir, please...
-Is that Seth?

-Okay, I-I understand.
-Lena!

-Yeah. Why is he...
-Danny!

-Hey, let him in.
-Come on.

-Come on.
-Hey.

-What happened? Are they okay?
-LENA: Sarah?

-Who?
-Who? Whoa, whoa!
-I just got back into town.

I'm late to meet Phoebe
and Sarah. They're inside there.

-Wait, what?
-Phoebe and Sarah
are inside there.

DANNY:
Okay, all right,
they're gonna be okay.

Oh, God.

Oh, God, okay.
I called her and she answered.

Yeah, so,
she-she can handle this.

Sarah can handle this.

-She knows what she's doing.
-TRACEY: What do we know?

DANNY:
Two armed gunmen inside,

multiple hostages,
including Superintendent Silver

and this man's daughter.

LENA:
But I called her
and she answered,

so we have ears
on what's going on in there.

DANNY:
If I can get around back,

-I can get eyes
on what's happening.
-TRACEY: Go for it.

We'll see what we can do
from different vantage points.

All right.

Look, we're gonna
get them out of there, okay?

-Sit tight.
I'll update you in a sec.
-Please.

She's got this. She's got this.

Oh, my God.

God help us.

This is it, man.
We got to give up.

-No, it isn't.
-We're caught,

-Sit tight.
-we're caught. Just face it.
-ALLEN: Shut up!

We just need to figure out
how to get out of here.

Start thinking fast.

ALLEN [over phone]:
Keep your faces down!

Door's breachable.

Send a few guys back
with a Hooli.

No!

Shots fired.
Sergeant Tracey,

-get your team ready to breach.
-Move, move.

Can you grab him?

Boston PD, Dylan,
put your weapon down.

Lena, Dylan is heading out
the back.

You are clear to enter.

TRACEY:
Boston PD. Clear the door.

We have two down.
We need paramedics inside.

Phoebe, I need you
to go behind the bar

and get me some towels
and a wooden spoon.

Dylan!

Drop the gun.

You're not gonna
pull that trigger, Dylan.

You're not a killer.

You gave your buddy
your brother's Kevlar vest

to protect him, right?

You tried to go
in that gun shop office

to save his life,
but Allen wouldn't let you.

You're a good guy.

You made a bad mistake.

No, don't take another step.

SARAH:
[shouts] You got this, okay?

-Okay.
-Apply pressure right here.

Bite down on this.

[grunts softly]

[straining, groans]

SARAH:
Okay, keep applying pressure,
Phoebe.

-[Allen screaming]
-Keep going.

-[panting]: Oh, my God. Okay.
-You did it.

Good job.

And your brother Reese,
he's worried sick about you.

He doesn't want anything bad
to happen to you.

No, he doesn't care about me.

Yes, he does.

You know he does.

No, stop.
Don't-don't come any closer.

-Stop...
-We got to end this now.

Okay?

Okay.
Turn around, turn around.

-I got you.
-[handcuffs click]

Is Evan gonna be okay?

Evan?

That's the name of your buddy
in the hospital?

Yeah, Evan's gonna be okay.

So are you.

Come on.

Everybody stay down.

You did it. You did great.

-Hey.
-It's okay. You're okay.

-Hey.
-Hi.
-PHOEBE: Hi.

Are you good?

-Phoebe saved the day.
-You did?

I believe it.
I believe it.

-She saved the day.
-Here, I can take over for you.

PHOEBE:
Thank you.

Dad, Sarah was so badass.

And I saved a guy's life.
I can't wait to tell Mom.

No. No. Phoebe.

You do not tell
your mother anything.

All right? We're gonna wait
till you're... at least 35.

Dad, there's something
I need to tell you.

-Okay.
-Mom's moving to Japan,

and I want to stay in Boston
with you and Sarah full-time.

She is?

-Uh, wait, you do?
-Yeah.

-Hey. Hey, beautiful.
-Hey. Hi.

Everything's okay.

Hey, so, um...

so, Phoebe wants
to stay with us.

-I know.
-Yeah.

And-and you're okay with that?

Absolutely.

-Get over here, kiddo.
-[chuckles]

Looks like I need
to call your mother.

Sarah, is it okay if I go in

and get a couple pictures
for my Instagram?

-Absolutely not. Yeah.
-O...

-Okay.
-Yeah, that's a no.

-Sorry...
-That's a hard no.

-Okay.
-Yeah.

-Did you call his brother yet?
-DANNY: No.

Guy went through hell and back
in the service.

I'm not sure I'm ready
to give him the bad news yet.

-I can call Reese if you want.
-Thank you.

I think I got to do it myself,

Marine to soldier.

You never talk about your time
in the service.

Not sure it's something
I want to talk about.

Well, if you change your mind...

...I've got two ears.

Thank you.

Hey, Reese,
it's Detective Reagan.

Your brother's safe, but,

uh, I got some bad news for you.

MAE:
Your Honor,

it's very simple.

Detective Langley
stated very clearly

that he interviewed
the prisoner Kyle Tillman

as a witness, not a suspect.

When Tillman
incriminated himself,

the interview stopped,
Mr. Tillman was read his rights.

The defense argues
that the entire interview

was a custodial interrogation,

yet Mr. Tillman
was in the custody

of the county prison,
not Detective Langley.

Mr. Tillman could've walked

right out of that interview
anytime he wanted.

Therefore,
the statement is admissible

in the murder trial
of Carolyn DeSoto.

♪ ♪

[laughs softly]

Mmm.

WALLIS:
Okay, just hurry,

before my parents get home.

It was my first time
out in drag, ever.

I was just trying
to get back home

before my parents got up

and noticed
that the car was gone.

I didn't want to risk
the chance of them seeing me.

As far as we're concerned,
the only mistake you made

was running
from Officer Mulholland.

A moving violation
is not the end of the world.

But my parents have no idea.

You're not gonna tell them,
are you?

As of right now,
the car is reported stolen.

Okay? But we can close the file
if you talk to your parents

and tell them
the car was borrowed

without their permission.

And whether you tell them
that was you or a female friend

with expensive taste in shoes,
that's none of our business.

All right?

Take care, Wallis.

Thank you.

♪ ♪

-♪ Every day...♪
-SEAN: He knows Kathleen.

The Avners-- they own
a coffee and pastry shop.

Wallis works there. Kathleen's
in there all the time.

He thought for sure
she'd recognize him,

even underneath all the makeup,
so he panicked and took off.

Yeah, but what he doesn't know
is that Kathleen

can't see two feet
in front of her.

That's not true.

The woman ran into a tree.

-Oh.
-SEAN: It's kind of true.
-MAE: Well, I hope

that he reconciles
that secret of his.

-It's not healthy to keep
a secret like that.
-LENA: Mm-mmm.

Speaking of secrets,
what's going on with you, Danny?

Spill it.
The early morning runs

-and the change in your diet.
-I'm with Lena.

Nobody eats beetroot on purpose.

-Why? It's delicious.
-SEAN: Wait.

This is kind of like
the time you were training

for the New York Marathon.

Are you training
for the Boston Marathon?

Mm-mmm.
Danny, no, I tried that once.

That thing about killed me.

Nah, babe, you did great.

-Thank you.
-For the record, I am not

training for the tourist-trappy
Boston Marathon.

-LENA: Ooh.
-Okay.

-I know what it is.
-You do, huh?

The Rookie Run.
It's on Sunday.

You're gonna make
a fine detective one day.

-Mm!
-LENA: Oh...
-Wait. The Rookie Run?

You just accepted
your BPD badge.

-Does that make you...
-[gasps]

-I mean...
-[laughs]

the bosses signed off
on his detective rank,

but technically, you...

Yes, technically, I am a rookie,

but not quite like you two,
so don't get any crazy ideas.

I thought it would be fun

to run the Rooke Run
with you two.

Okay, what's the Rookie Run?

Every year, the rookies run
from the academy in Hyde Park

to, uh, HQ at Schroeder Plaza.

-Forgot that was coming up.
-DANNY: Wow.

Must be nice, just wake up
and run eight miles

-'cause you feel like it.
-Oh, to be in my 20s again.

-DANNY: Right?
-You're really gonna do it, huh?

Yes. I'll see you
when I cross the finish line.

-Okay.
-In fact, you'll see my back

when I cross the finish line
in front of you.

-Whoa!
-Oh!

-Challenge accepted, old man.
-All right.

-Hey!
-Good for you, Danny.

Good luck, old man.

Thank you.

Running against these young,
fresh-legged recruits?

Oh, mercy.

All right,
I'm gonna get some coffee.

Everybody, everybody,
while she's gone,

I went to Mom's office today,

and look what I found
on her desk.

[Sarah gasps]

Who is it from?

-Judge Robinson.
-Stop! He's cute.

-Wait, wait.
Let me see, let me see.
-What is it?

LENA:
It's a note asking Mom out
on a date.

I didn't know your mom
was dating.

No, no, no, no.
My mom doesn't date.

-DANNY: Well, the judge
doesn't know that, apparently.
-Shh, shh.

I was speaking at a good volume.
Mom-Mom doesn't date.

And how do you know
she doesn't date?

But clearly she does.

-[whispering indistinctly]
-MAE: Who wants decaf?

So, this Rookie Run.

[whispers]:
I don't know what she said.

I mean, that is a...

SEAN:
Ain't too late to back out.

I don't know
if you know this about me, son,

but I don't scare easily.

Think it's pretty cool
that you're out here doing this

-with us.
-Thank you.

For your age, it's i-incredible.

Why can't you be nice
like your partner?

-What? No!
-Wait... Unfair.
-Oh, come on.

-Everybody's getting dusted.
-You do this?

No. You think I would bring
the track star

to show me up, too?

No, I came to support.

We're in this together, right?

And we're in this together,
right, Brooklyn?

Yes, we are, Beantown.

You guys are in big trouble now.

-Right.
-Let's go.

I saw you go in on those pies.

-Oh...
-I know you got some
extra weight there.

-Whoa!
-Wow.

AGUIRRE:
All right, Boston's Finest.

On your marks.

Get set...

♪ Guess it ain't big enough
for the both of us♪

♪ When they want the funk,
I'm coming over us♪

♪ Can't stop me,
I just keep going up♪

♪ And the deficit
gonna be hard to overcome♪

♪ Might need to sober up,
I'm too lit♪

♪ And I got more swag
than I know what to do with♪

♪ I know I ain't perfect,
but to be honest, who is?♪

♪ Want to test it,
don't be foolish. ♪

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