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What the hell?

Hey. Hey. Hey!

No, no! No! No!

Get him out!

Get out of the truck!

Let me go. Let me go.

Take the truck.

Take the wallet, take the phone, okay?

Just... I won't say a word.

Damn right you won't say a word.

'Cause I know who you are

and where you live.

Okay, I swear. Take the truck.

I won't say a damn thing to nobody.

I believe you.

30 years old?

That's what it says on the label.

30yearold Rebel Tears.

That stuff's impossible to get.

I know a guy.

How'd you afford it? Me and 11 guys

went in on a case.

My guy got us a discount.

- Still. - Hey,

when opportunity knocks, you answer.

Enter.

I can't just stand by and not notice

if you guys are drinking in here.

Nah, we're not drinking; We're just admiring.

30yearold Rebel Tears. Whatever that is.

Liquid gold. I'm not crackin' it.

Nope.

So, I just got a phone call

from my old sergeant.

He made captain a few weeks ago,

and they gave him Group 1 at IAB.

Captain Bullman.

He asked me to come work with him.

In his group, answering directly to him.

Wow, that's great, Abby.

Congratulations!

It's staying sealed. We all get it.

You gonna take it?

I don't know.

I wanted to talk to you guys first.

Boss is gonna be, I don't know, I can't even imagine.

Well, that's a big part of my hesitation.

What do you think I should do?

Go back in time and not tell us about it?

I promise I will not tell him that we spoke about this.

Actually, you won't have to.

He'll just know. Not if you don't tell him.

He'll just know in that way that he just knows stuff.

I have been with him going on nine years.

Great years, but I've gone from being detective

- to Miss Moneypenny. - Abby,

he really values your smarts.

Anybody could see that.

I know. I just feel like a small fish in a big pond.

This is hard.

I hear you. It's one of those things

that's "nothing personal"

that gets taken as "very personal."

By a man I owe and admire more than I can say.

Are you okay?

Help me.

Are you all right?

Help me, please!

Are you all right?

Come here. He's trying to kill me!

Okay, it's okay.

- Where do you think you're going?! - Let her go!

Let her go!

I got you.

My God. My God.

It's okay. It's okay.

I've got you, I've got you.

You're gonna be okay, all right?

Okay.

Hey! Police! Police!

- Hey! What's going on? - Hey!

Hurry! Please hurry!

You have to help the others!

Others?

There's a guy in there trying to kill her!

Stay put.

Go.

Police!

Police.

Door.

- You set? - Go. Yes.

Police! Don't move!

Police! Don't move!

- You got it? - Go, go.

You're gonna be okay.

Anybody else in here with you guys?

Just stay put. We're gonna help you out.

Eddie, I got two more.

Call it in.

Central, 12David. 1085 forthwith.

I got multiple hostages at this location.

And we got one under.

Was there anything unusual about them?

Accents? Were they short, tall, black, white?

You know the thing that really gets me is they didn't have

to do this, 'cause they already had the truck.

So they just did it for giggles.

Which is why we want to make 'em pay for that.

So, anything you can give us to help will go a long way.

I already told you what I know.

Three guys in masks took your truck.

That's what happened.

The best way to protect yourself is

to put these guys behind bars.

Sorry. I didn't see a thing, okay?

Okay.

Do you mind if we, take a look at your wallet?

Your license is missing.

Sorry. I lost it.

They threatened you, they took your license,

and now they have your address,

which is why you're not gonna help us.

I didn't see a thing.

Can we go?

Is she gonna be okay?

Word from the hospital is she's on her way to stable condition.

And the two other girls you found?

Being treated as we speak.

How bad was it in there?

Listen, the truth is it's gonna be a long road to recovery,

but tomorrow's gonna be a lot better for them

than yesterday, thanks to you. No.

I just... reacted.

By stepping up.

99 out of 100 would have turned away.

Trust me, I'm no hero.

If you knew me in real life,

you'd know I'm just a regular guy.

Well, trust me, there is nothing regular about you.

Parker Mack... Is that your full name?

Yeah, that's right.

Did you ever live in Pennsylvania?

I went to college there. Why? What's up?

You ever involved

in a grand larceny auto situation down there?

That.

- Jamie? - I can explain. That's...

Jamie, whwhat's going on?

I'm afraid you're under arrest.

Your name popped on an outstanding warrant

in Bucks County, Pennsylvania.

Jamie, you can't be serious.

This kid... he's a hero.

He's also a wanted felon.

Let's go.

Now.

Come here. Hands behind your back.

I don't blame him.

Pack of animals like that

knows where I live, I wouldn't be talking, either.

So you'd just let them go and do it to somebody else, too, right?

Sorry. Priority number one is protecting my family.

That attitude is exactly what those animals are counting on.

It's why they even do this crap, and they're gonna keep doing it

until someone's brave enough to stand up.

Well, I don't know what to tell you, Reagan.

Not everyone has your cojones.

Fair enough.

What about the Finest Message?

What?

Did the Finest Message go out on the truck?

- Probably. - Well, we got to find out definitely.

We need to find that truck.

What, are you thinking someone left behind some fingerprints?

No. If they were smart enough to wear masks,

they're smart enough to wear gloves.

Well, so what then?

That then, right there.

The dash cam? If I owned the fleet,

I'd have one of those bad boys

on board every vehicle on the road.

We got to find that truck.

Straight after the lunch with the archbishop,

you're up to Washington Heights to dedicate the new...

We're gonna have to push that a half hour.

We can't. The whole day is back to back.

He never makes it out of lunch with His Eminence on time.

Can't you politely remind the archbishop that...

There's no way to do that, especially seeing

as the commissioner is also a devout Catholic.

She's right. Push.

I'll take care of it now.

After the dedication, you got... Just a sec.

Okay.

You guys notice anything about Abigail?

No.

No.

Like what?

Well, I know she gets allergies.

Maybe it's a high pollen count day.

Something.

Maybe you just ask her?

I will, but I'm asking you first.

Any headsup you can give me?

Hello?

What do you want to know?

What it is I don't know.

She has a job offer.

Her old boss, Bullman...

He's now a captain at IAB,

as you know.

And he reached out to her?

- Yeah. - Yes.

And she's pretty torn up about it.

Well, I can imagine.

- You can? - Yeah.

I mean, for ten years, she's been at that desk.

Her rank isn't Gal Friday. It's Detective Second Grade.

There's got to be frustration there.

Well, that's almost exactly the way she put it.

So, they think it's gonna be another day or two

before they can transfer Parker back to Pennsylvania.

Yeah, paperwork on these things can take a while.

Yeah, so we got that going for us.

Got what going for us?

- Just hear me out. - No.

Jamie, this is crazy and wrong and stupid.

It's also black and white.

- He broke the law. - Technically.

Look, I'm not happy to see it going this way, either,

but the guy's wanted on an outstanding warrant.

You heard his side of the story.

His friends stole the car and picked him up hours later.

He had no idea the car was stolen.

Yes, that's his side of the story.

And you don't believe him. Doesn't matter what I believe.

He's got to fight a judge in court just like everybody else.

But you don't want to help?

- Help how? - I don't know.

But I know you, and I know you can come up with something.

I'm not some sort of criminal justice magical genie.

Justjust listen.

Think about this for two seconds.

Imagine what life would be like for those three women

if not for what that young man did.

That's got to count for something.

I'm not making any promises.

I knew I could count on you, Jamison Reagan.

Okay, let's go.

Tell me you got good news for us.

See for yourself.

Well, I was right.

Truck was outfitted with a dashboard cam.

Then how come you ain't doing your little happy dance?

Because somebody else

was expecting it to be outfitted with a dashboard cam, too,

and they smashed it to bits.

Detective Reagan.

Well, if it isn't.

The Artist Formerly Known as TARU.

You remember me.

You remember her.

Yes, I do.

I never forget a face.

What do you got?

It's for Detective Baez, actually.

Well, she's right over there.

You, asked us to take a look at that dashboard cam.

- But it was smashed to pieces. - Figured it was worth a look anyway.

And it was.

Because it was a digital recorder,

I was able to salvage one frame off the chip.

You got the license plate.

A partial, at least.

We ran a lawman search,

got three possible registered owners.

Well, what do you know?

One of the names ring a bell? Nicky Farina.

Part of Victor Lugo's crew.

Victor Lugo as in "Defective Reagan"?

"Defective Reagan"?

Lugo's a mob capo

with a pet name for our Danny Boy here.

Defective Reagan.

That's a good one.

Thanks.

Hey.

Hey. How you doing?

Good. Sorry to bother you. Not at all.

Everything okay?

It's my Good Samaritan.

Right, I heard about that.

What a story.

Pretty courageous thing to do.

Yeah, it was. And he is.

Is there a problem?

When I took him back to the station,

his name popped on a GLA warrant.

No. Yeah, down in Pennsylvania.

I spoke to him,

and he says he didn't know the car was stolen,

and for what it's worth, I believe him.

It's not worth much. No offense,

but he's wanted

on an outofstate felony.

Pretty much out of moves.

That's true, but...

But what? I know a lot of times

the DA's Office has forgotten about these.

Maybe they don't even care about it.

Maybe.

What if a certain someone

spoke to the Bucks County DA's Office and put in a good word?

Okay. I'm sorry, Jamie,

but as someone who sits on this side of the desk,

if some outoftown cop calls me with a sob story

about some collar he has a soft spot for,

it's going in one ear and right out the other.

Probably right.

But what if

it's not coming from some cop with a soft spot?

What if it's coming from someone

who sits on the same side of the desk as him?

You want me to do it?

Thank you so much.

- No, no, no, no. I didn't say yes. - You are the best.

No, Jamie, Jamie, come Ba...

I hate my brothers.

Then just tell him his captain

has a different last name now and a different way

of doing things. Copy?

Get it done, please.

As you were, please.

I was just upstairs with Chief Halleran,

and I wanted to stop by and congratulate you

on your two bars.

Thank you, sir.

And I understand you've been talking to Detective Baker

about joining you here.

Well, in a sense.

In a sense?

I was very clear with her when she came to me.

She came to you?

And my first response was no substantial talks

unless and until the commissioner

had given his blessing.

I appreciate that.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

She is a valuable member of my team.

You'd be getting the best of the best.

And I would make the most of that opportunity,

I can tell you that.

I'm sure you would.

Anyway, congratulations.

Overdue and welldeserved.

Sir.

She goes like this:

One, two, three, four.

Boom! That's how fast

I just took this baby from zero to 60.

Left your ass on the line.

- Get out. - No, you get out.

This, gentlemen,

is the worldfamous DB11,

brought to you by the legendary

Aston Martin.

Check out this interior. You know what this is?

You know what this is?

This is genuine Bridge of Weir leather hides

from Scotland.

Hand stitched

with ten gauge thread.

Smell that.

Nothing but class.

You know what I think of when I think of class?

I think of you, Victor Lugo.

Step back.

Well, if it isn't his Royal Defectiveness.

Not for nothing, but you might want to come up

with some new material.

Fellas, the defective wants some new material.

All right, how about this?

What are the four major food groups for a cop?

Jelly, powder, frosted and chocolate glazed.

That's good.

And this is one sweet ride.

Little bit above my price range,

but very nice. Hey, you start saving now,

you could probably afford one in, like, 900 years.

But not to worry.

Tony's got a line on some used Hyundais

you might be interested in.

I'll be sure to give Tony a call.

But you know what's even funnier, guys,

is that this numbnuts was dumb enough

to go out and purchase a vehicle like this

only three days after hijacking an 18wheeler.

Wrong again, Defective. I didn't hijack nothin'.

And look at that price.

Over $200,000. Wow!

That's steep.

Although, with the $300,000 you made out with

from the truck heist, that actually leaves you

plenty of gas money, give or take $100,000.

I got to hand it to you, Reagan.

You almost made me flinch there, almost.

Almost. He is a tough nut to crack, I got to say.

But your old pal and cohort, Nicky Farina,

he's not so tough to crack.

Nicky?

You talked to Nicky?

I didn't talk to Nicky, but Nicky did talk to me.

- Get out of here. - Yeah.

Just a few minutes ago, right around the corner, actually.

Anyway, see you.

What, he's over here?

Well, not for long.

No, no, he doesn't want to see you right now.

No, no, let me see.

He's feeling a little bad about...

No, no, let me see.

Hey, Baez.

Ahahah.

That's my car.

Your car's over there.

I don't know about this, Reagan.

Look, all you got to do is sit in the box with Farina

and have him sign some generic paperwork.

I'll walk Lugo past.

He sees his buddy scribbling something down,

and then this hamster does the rest.

I'm not doubting that it will work.

Then what?

It just feels wrong. What feels wrong?

Lying.

We're allowed to lie.

Okay, deceit is perfectly legal.

It doesn't mean it's right.

We're not the God Squad, we're the cops.

Okay, if it holds up in court, we do it.

Come on. Come on.

Okay, but I still don't feel good about this.

Then we'll visit confession after

and you'll feel all better... Get in there.

Victor Lugo.

Hey...

Yeah, that.

Well, you know the game.

Whoever cooperates first gets the deal.

He can't see you, Einstein.

So much for honor amongst thieves?

Give me a pen. Let's do this.

Okay, right this way.

Detective, not another word to my client.

Talbott, what are you doing here?

And you keep your mouth shut.

- Hey! - Shut it.

Detective Reagan, valiant effort,

but I'll take things from here, thank you very much.

You sure you want to do this, Lugo?

I mean, whoever cooperates last gets the bottom bunk at Rikers.

Have you ever been the bottom...?

Another word to my client, Detective,

and we go right to One PP.

I know some people there.

Yes, you do, which is why the press

will jump at my tale of you getting my client down here

on false pretenses like catnip.

Yeah, I don't read the press.

False pretenses?

- He lied to you, dummy. - Just a little bit.

Did you say anything?

Not a peep.

Let's go.

You're right to be miffed.

Bullman said Baker reached out to him.

But you can't blame someone for wanting a change.

She's young, she's sharp.

That's not it.

According to the guys,

she said he reached out to her.

What does it matter who called who?

Well, Baker slots easily into a whole lot of roles.

But Internal Affairs? Not top of my list.

But maybe hers.

I don't think so.

And it's been ten years since she worked for the guy.

He's been closer longer to a whole lot of people since then.

Why reach so far back into the past?

Because of where she sits in the present,

right next to the PC every day.

He'd be hiring a great big hook into One PP.

There you go.

Thank you.

Well, I'm just playing along here, Francis.

I'm not saying that's definitely the motive.

But more than just a possibility.

But one that there's no way you can bring up to her

without insulting her to her core.

But there's a trust there.

Between boss and subordinate.

But you can't just turn around and be the friend from work

with the sympathetic ear

and the sound advice.

Those days are long gone.

Hey, good news. Your sister just showed up.

You mean bad news.

Bad news... how do you know?

Reagan thing... good news is easy; Bad news, you show up.

No go?

Bucks County DA gave me a hard no.

Because he's a hardass or because he knows something

on this that we don't?

Reading between the lines,

he's up for reelection.

And his opponent's hammering him for being soft on crime?

Pretty much.

So my guy's collateral damage?

Well, he did commit a felony, Jamie.

A fouryearold E felony,

and the kid's got zero record before or since.

Well, I'm sorry, but it is what it is.

Did you tell him what my guy did?

Did you tell him that he singlehandedly

saved those three girls' lives?

Of course I did, but he's a politician.

If there's nothing in it for him, then it never happened.

Okay. Thank you for trying. You should know

they're gonna try to extradite him to Pennsylvania today.

Okay, on it.

You got the Mack file?

We really have to transfer him now?

Yeah, forthwith.

Hey, what are you doing?

I asked you for the Mack file.

Yeah, and I...

I, I thought you had it last.

Me? No, I thought you had it.

Are you sure?

Let's check our desks. It's got to be there somewhere.

Hey, what are we doing?

How come you're not saying anything to me?

Because I've nothing to say.

You are so mad at me.

I am so not mad at you.

Well, if you're not mad now,

- you're about to be. - Why?

Detective.

Detective Reagan?

WhWhat are you?

Compliments of, Victor Lugo.

Are you done now?

Yeah, yeah, sorry.

Good, then get the hell out of here.

- Thank you. - My uncle's a cop. Thank you.

Get out of here.

Go ahead, help yourselves.

Jump in.

I'm probably making more of this than is necessary.

If it's important to you, it's important to me.

Thank you.

Baker, it's just you and me here.

That's the thing.

I have so much respect for you.

Why don't you start with.

"We've known each other a long time"?

Okay.

An opportunity has come up for me

that I'd like to take and I'd like your blessing.

At Internal Affairs.

Yes.

Captain Bullman and I worked closely together

before I came to you,

and he's asked me to join his team.

He asked you?

Yes, sir.

This is not something I sought out.

Understood.

I hope you know...

and if you don't, I'm telling you now, straight up,

how much working with you

and learning from you has meant to me.

I think I do.

And thank you.

Abigail, you are a smart, talented detective.

Anybody'd be lucky to have you.

You are most needed here in this office, however.

What?

I am deny...

I am denying your request for transfer.

I'm sorry, I know that's not the news you wanted to hear.

No, it's not.

Be that as it may, that is my decision.

That's it? No discussion.

We just had the discussion.

I will be at my desk if you need me.

I've already given you my answer, Detective.

I know.

And I respect that, I do. Obviously not.

No, I do. It's just, there's more to it than that.

Yeah, for you.

No, for you, too. For all of us.

Us? WhWho's us?

You know, the truck drivers, the neighborhood,

the city, the country. Hell...

the whole damn world,

when you really get down to it.

- The whole damn world? - Yes.

If everybody in your situation made the same decision you made,

because you're afraid, we'd have no bad guys behind bars.

I'm not everybody else.

I'm Roberto Alonzo.

Husband to Maria Alonzo

and father to Randy, Ana, and Julie Alonzo.

I know that.

I have to get back to work.

You're emptyhanded.

Yeah, you were right.

You happy?

Not very, but I get it.

Well, I don't get it.

Who are you calling?

Don't worry about it.

This guy doesn't want to do the right thing,

I'll do it for him.

Well, what are you doing?

Just trust me.

- Victor Lugo. - Hey... Shh. Danny, don't.

Hey. It's your old pal, Defective Reagan.

Yeah. I wanted to thank you for the doughnuts.

That was very, very thoughtful.

I also wanted to let you know that you just purchased yourself

a firstclass ticket to Rikers Island, my friend.

Yeah, you did.

Because that truck driver you robbed, Roberto Alonzo,

he picked you out of a photo array.

So hope you have a nice trip.

- What the hell are you doing? - Just...

You just signed that man's death certificate.

You happy?

Police! Drop it!

What the hell?

Turn around!

Turn around...

Victor Lugo...

you're under arrest.

Guess your plan was a little defective?

There you are.

I've been looking all over for you.

Did you get any of my texts?

Yes.

Were you going to respond to any of them?

I was busy.

Doing what?

Things.

Great. While you were busy doing "things""

I was getting chewed out by the sergeant.

Yeah. I saw.

Did you also see that I had to turn over Parker's file?

I tried to stall, but he was not having it.

I know. And it's gonna be fine.

How is that gonna be fine? They are prepping Parker

for extradition to Pennsylvania as we speak.

Look, it's gonna be what it's gonna be.

I cannot believe you are being this blasé about it.

I can.

- Hey. - Erin?

What, you didn't tell her?

Tell her what?

Come on.

You really think I'm gonna fall for that?

Fall for what? Tell me what?

I don't know what she's talking about.

You're a terrible liar.

But you're a pretty damn good person.

What the hell's going on?

I just got a call from the Bucks County DA.

Turns out he's had a change of heart.

Dropped all the charges against Parker.

Apparently, all three women

that Parker saved reversed their decision

not to talk to the press and gave an exclusive interview

to a local reporter in Pennsylvania.

And you put that together?

Your guy

is now a local hero.

The DA had no choice but to vacate his warrant.

Pass the potatoes, Pop?

No.

What do you mean, no?

Hold on, hold on.

What's going on, Gramps?

Before I pass you anything, I need to know,

since when did we go into the business

of just letting criminals walk away?

Well, that's not exactly the case.

Says his coconspirator. Wait a minute.

The guy was a Good Samaritan. Yeah.

A hero, even. Under attack,

he helped save three women

who were being held and tortured by some psycho.

He was also a fugitive

with an outstanding warrant for grand theft auto.

You getting in on this, too, Dad?

Well, you know me and Pop, we like things done by the book.

The book is there for a very good reason.

With no room for common sense interpretation?

He didn't know the car was stolen.

He able to prove that?

Well, not forensically.

How, then?

I believed him.

And I believed him.

I thought you were a cop and a lawyer, not a judge and a jury.

And I'm really starting to love this whole thing.

Love what?

This. Restoring law and order to the family dinner table.

All you need to know is in the book.

Well, not all. But continue,

please, Gramps. I'm pretty sure

that the oath cops take

does not include a phrase

about taking the law into your own hands.

Right.

This is a lot, Pop, even coming from you.

Yeah, Grandpa.

Nicky?

Sean?

Jack?

Do you get our point?

Yes and no.

I think so.

Some.

Well, what is our point?

That the law,

on the books and by the books,

always beats what cops and attorneys think are...

What's that word, before "circumstances"?

"Extenuating."

Right. That.

But then you might as well have software and robots

handing out justice.

So...

I'm with Mom and Uncle Jamie.

- Boys? - Um,

yeah, I got to say...

well, what she said.

Sorry. I'm with Nicky on this one.

Don't be sorry.

Music to my ears.

What?

How can it be music to your ears?

They just disagreed with everything you guys said.

As my granddaughter rightly said,

even a robot can be programmed to strictly go by the book.

The good cop, the valuable lawyer

can put the book down

and look into the heart of the matter.

What was this whole thing, just some con you guys cooked up?

No, no, no, no, no, it's just

what they call "a teaching moment" nowadays.

They also still call it a con and a scam.

Teaching moment.

And they all passed with flying colors.

The next generation of a long, proud line.

Hear, hear!

Well, next time your run a con on me,

could you let me in on it? Gave me indigestion.

Well, if I let you in on it,

it wouldn't be a con, now, would it?

Unbelievable.

I'll be honest with you, Reagan, when you lied to Lugo

about Roberto I.D.'ing him,

I thought you'd officially gone off the deep end.

You really thought I was just gonna

leave that poor guy out to dry like that?

Well, I know how much Lugo got under your skin.

Hey, no, that clown did not get under my skin, okay?

"Defective Reagan"?

Didn't bother me. Right.

That's why we're driving around in his car?

It's not my fault this vehicle

was purchased with funds derived from criminal activity.

Which, incidentally, make it subject to,

confiscation under asset,

Forfeiture. Forfeiture guidelines.

See? I learned a lot working with the DEA.

Hang on one second.

Whoa!

What the hell are you doing?

Hey, isn't that Lugo sitting right there?

Hi, Victor!

We'll be seeing you around.

Bye!

Hang on.

Excuse me, is this seat taken?

Commissioner.

I was expecting Garrett.

I know. He sends his regrets.

What can I get for you?

What he's having.

This is straight whiskey.

What he's having, please. And back him up.

- What my gut tells me? - Shoot.

The boys told you about the offer,

and you led them to believe

that you were going to sign off on it.

Based on what I knew, yeah. And then,

you pulled the rug right out from under me.

Well, that's one way to put it.

So I dusted myself off, tried to focus.

What I knew was you're a hard guy,

but not a mean or petty one.

At least I thought I knew.

I hope you know.

I reached out to Captain Bullman,

asked if you'd contacted him about the transfer request.

He said you'd stopped by his office.

I was able to glean

that he'd framed his offer as a response to me

asking him to get me transferred there.

But the offer originated with him.

Why do you think he fudged it with me?

I gleaned that he thought it would be seen as poaching

if you knew the offer came from him.

I mean, there's always a push and pull

between divisions to harvest the best people.

Yes, but not out of your office. That's just not done.

And that told you...

That my real value to Captain Bullman

was as a hook into One PP.

And I came to the same conclusion.

But there was no way of sharing your doubts

without insulting the living crap out of me.

At least.

So instead of sending me off to be a pawn,

you denied the transfer request without telling me why.

- 'Cause I couldn't. - Yes, you could have.

Maybe someone else, but not me.

If you're waiting for a thank you,

don't hold your breath.

I'm not.

How 'bout just... case closed?

Okay, case closed.

Nice work, Detective.

== sync, corrected by elderman == @elderman