All language subtitles for SHADES of BLUE - S02 E08 - Unpaid Debts (720p Web-DL)1

- Previously on
"shades of blue"...

- You think we got a shot
at joint custody here?

- I'm not the only
one that got this.

- She's an escort.

- What's your name?
- Harlee.

- You called her by my name.

What profile does that fit?

- Obsession.

- Wozniak isn't the informant.

I am. - I have lost track

of what it means to wear that.
I need some time away.

- Donnie's dead.

- It was self-defense.

We all have to carry
our own sins...

Or bury them.
- Tell me what 574s

has to do with
detective saperstein.

- You botched this
operation, agent stahl,

and then you have sex with me

already knowing I'd
be your fall guy.

- We stick to the assignment.

Julia ayres got my
partner killed.

- Bianchi took it as a
personal challenge.

There's gonna be blood.

- They say there's a
bullet waiting for us all.

You tell ayres I
can call hers in.

- You force me to make
an enemy tonight.

- You and I have
different priorities.

- Good luck to you, harlee.

Julia.

Julia, are you hit?

NYPD. Give me some space.

Is the councilwoman
the only target?

Is Bianchi going
after anyone else?

- All units respond code 3.

10-34, shots fired, at wnbc.

Councilwoman ayres is
secured on the scene.

Repeat, this is a
report of shots fired.

All units...

- Shooter's dead.

Croatian national here
on a tourist visa.

Interpol's checking for
any known affiliations.

- We both know who set this up.
He just contracted it out.

- And missed.
- This time.

Bianchi must think I'm the one
who put the feds onto him.

- Woz is out looking
for him right now.

- Harlee, I don't
know how we got here.

I would give anything
to go back to start.

- Yeah.

Me too.

- Yes, come in.

- The press pool is gathering.

Are you sure you don't
need anything else, ma'am?

- No, I'm fine, Austin.
Just, uh, put those there,

and tell 'em we'll
be down in five.

Thank you.

Yeah.

I think we should keep
you in the blue family.

- Well, you can't go on
camera with blood on you.

- I came here as your
friend, all right?

Not as a stage prop.

- Like it or not, this is the
biggest story in New York.

Hell, it's even gone national.

Either you address
the media tonight

or you address them on
your front stoop tomorrow.

It's your choice.

- Hey, I got a call
my brother was here.

Wallace tufo?
- You're the NYPD officer?

- Yeah, that's me.

How bad is he?

Who did this?

- Forget about it.
- No, I get a call

that the only family I got left
is busted up in the hospital,

I'm gonna find out
who put him there.

- Quince.

Shot caller on astoria.

- Wallace, I left you
alone for six hours

and you already back to running?

- I had a debt to pay.

Drive a car from here to there.

Old lady runs a red, t-bones me.

Car was hot, so I
had to ditch it.

Couple hours later, quince
and his boys found me.

That's the last
thing I remember.

- You've been out
for one damn day.

I stood up for you, Wallace.

- I owed the man.

He kept me safe on the inside.

Protection ain't free.

Marcus...

Leave it be.

- I got an off-the-books
situation.

- You turned in your badge.

Everything's
off-the-books with you.

- We're carrying
heavy in the A.M.

- On who?
- Some son of a bitch

that has it coming, and I
need all the party favors.

Can you hook me up?

- Jack Russell's a fine animal.

Not the biggest, but they
got a lot of spirit.

You pit one of them
against a rottweiler

or German Shepherd, they'll
fight to the death

just to be the Alpha.

- Must be why Max took
such a liking to you.

You're both all
balls, no brains.

- I been looking for
your boyfriend.

Went to his house,

to his restaurant,

to his clubs.

Where is Mr. Bianchi?

- You're him, aren't you?

You're that crazy cop.

I told him a war with
the NYPD was, well...

Not a good idea.

He's been pretty good to me.

- I don't care. I don't care.

- He took care of my
dad when he was sick.

- I don't care.

- Do you mind if, um...

If I have a smoke?

These things will kill you.

Check the clip...

- Before you pull the
trigger, sweetheart.

- Get off me!

Get off...
- Tell me! Where is he?

- I'm just a good lay to him.
I'm nothing.

- He almost killed a
friend of mine tonight!

Come on, one more lie.

Tell me one more lie! - Italy!

Italy! He's in Italy.

He said he needed to
lay low for a while.

The old country?

That's what you're
gonna go with?

- It's the truth.

Whatever you want, I'll do it.

Please. Please... no, please.

- You're lucky I like dogs.

- FBI!
- Get on the ground!

- Down on the ground!
Spread 'em!

On the ground! Let's go!

All the way! - Come on.

- All right, get him up.
Let's move.

- Looks like you're
planning on giving somebody

one heck of a wakeup call.

Me too.

Detective Carlos espada,
I'm Robert stahl.

I'm with the FBI.

You're under arrest.

- Sorry I missed you.
Leave a message.

- Caddie, it's harlee again.

Don't disappear on me.
Where are you?

Call me as soon as you get this.

- Thought we were past
the walk-of-shame phase.

- I just have to go
debrief captain McManus.

- I, uh, felt like you
were having bad dreams.

- You're not ready to
hear my nightmares.

- Try me.

- I'm not ready to tell you.

- After a shooting,
it's normal to have

a certain amount of PTSD.

- This isn't the first
time I've fired my weapon.

- First time you killed someone.

- Could we speed this up, man?

I'd like to make my phone call.

- That may take
awhile, detective.

Sunday shift.

Limited resources.
You understand.

- Yeah, no problem. I'm
happy to reschedule.

- Well, I'm afraid I can't
help you there, detective.

You are, uh, welcome to
use mine if you want.

- You assaulted a superior
officer with pocket change?

- A roll of quarters
balled up in your fist

inflicts some serious hurt.

- Can we go back and start
with how you joined the unit?

That is how I joined the unit.

- But you're not
interested in all that.

You're here to interview
our hero cop.

- I'm interested in everybody.

A former member of your
unit is running for mayor,

another member prevented
her assassination.

- And you're hoping
being the boss's son

gets you an exclusive.

- I'm hoping you
finish your story.

- Well, I'd just
earned my gold shield,

the Manhattan north
homicide unit was, uh,

needing some estrogen. Hold on.

Detective Santos' desk.

No, no, no, still not back yet.

I don't know.

Anyway, this first
grade detective

offered to take me
under his wing,

although he was more
tormentor than mentor.

And then when the jokes
escalated to ass grabbing,

I got fed up, and I filed a
sexual harassment complaint.

Up went the blue wall, and fast.

- Tess, did you take an
incoming call for me?

- Only from every major news
outlet from here to Tokyo.

- Back to work
less than 12 hours

after taking out an assassin,

that is impressive. - Nate.

Are you here for your dad?

- Sort of. Except he
doesn't know it yet.

Is the old man working
this weekend?

- You could have solved that
mystery with one phone call.

- I'm writing a piece
for the "post."

I was actually hoping
you'd sit down with me

for an interview.

- Exactly what I was
trying to avoid.

- Gotta warn you, I
can be tenacious.

- Yeah. Last name wozniak.

Seriously? Do you
not watch the news?

I got a little
sidetracked last night.

- I didn't realize you
were still on retainer

with this jackoff.

- Espada? How did
you get this phone?

Where are you?

- Hey, wanna hear this or not?
Hmm?

- Edge of my seat.

- So one night, he tries
to unbutton my jeans.

- And you introduced him to a
fist full of Washington's.

- And I felt pretty
damn good about it too.

Until I was suspended
without pay

pending an official review.

- Something wrong?
- And then one night,

I, uh, was sitting in
my apartment stewing,

and there's a knock at the door,

and I had never met
your dad before,

but I'd heard about him, and
he'd heard about me now,

and apparently, I was the
kind of stubborn bitch

he was looking for.

- When was the last
time you saw tufo?

- A heavily connected
dealer in queens.

- Who tuned up your brother.

- Yeah, put him in
intensive care unit,

and I need to have a
conversation with the man.

- Are we arresting him
after this "conversation"?

- Well, god knows what kind of
illegal activity we'll find

on the premises.
- So we wait till tomorrow.

Go in with a warrant.
- Wallace is on parole.

They could put him back
in just for associating.

I mean, normally, I'd
Blaze in with the crew,

except there ain't no crew.

And espada is Mia.

- What constitutes
"associating"?

- Mike, this is personal.
This is family.

This is also dangerous
and I need backup.

Man, I'm asking for your help.
Right now.

All right? Right now.

- I would like to extend
my deepest gratitude

to the bravery of the NYPD,

and in particular to
detective harlee Santos

whose courage under
fire saved my life

and the lives of
countless others.

- Over a three-point bump
in online polls and rising.

- Well, we'll see what
kind of figure she cuts

doing a perp walk
on the 11:00 news.

- Every step ayers takes
closer to the mayor's office

makes the burden of
proof that much higher.

- In 12 hours, we should have
it straight from her mouth.

- You're confident that wozniak
will finally surrender?

- Well, if not, our sad
little guest over there

will be processed
and moved to mcc.

- Putting a cop in Metro,

you're throwing him
in a shark tank.

- Let him get eaten.

We'll see how long wozniak's
crew stands by him.

- Where's stahl keeping him?

- Downtown. The FBI
detention center.

It had to be the
assassination attempt.

He felt Julia slipping away

and he reacted by
picking up espada.

- I should have finished him off

when I had my hands
around his throat.

- Do we tell the crew?
- Get them more pissed off

and paranoid than
they already are?

Let me get espada first.

- You know what
that's gonna take.

Stringing stahl along
wasn't gonna work forever.

- Hey, tufo's not answering.
Do you think he's hot enough

to move against this
quince guy on his own?

- Well, his brother's lying in
mercy with a cerebral edema,

and he asked espada
for enough weapons

to fuel a small revolution.
- You know what?

Arrest the dealer before
tufo gets to him, okay?

Nate. Hey, you okay?

What happened? - Nothing.

I mean, I'm working.
- Is your mom all right?

- She's fine, dad.

I'm writing a freelance
on your unit.

How councilwoman ayres'
time here saved her life.

Think I can get an interview?

- You know, there's nothing
I'd like to do more,

but I just can't
do it right now.

I can't. Later?

Scumbags don't keep
banker's hours.

- My next tattoo.

- What, are we gonna
pretend we're selling

girl scout cookies?

- Be better if we
were in uniform.

- I'd prefer espada's arsenal.
Where is he?

- Rough night, rougher morning.

He's in no condition
to help anyone,

including himself.
- Drop the weapon!

NYPD.
- I'd listen to him, sweetheart.

- You got the ak, Karen.
Just smoke 'em.

- Guns down now!
- Police.

On the floor! - Put 'em down!

- We've already been
through that part.

- You're in no position to
be laying out terms, hero.

Maybe you ain't notice, but
baby girl here's packing

an automatic. 19
rounds per second.

- Yo, loman.
- Yeah?

- Baby girl blinks, you
drop her ass first.

- Easy, tufo.
- No need.

Baby girl ain't gonna light
up a room full of cops

with the little man
watching, now, is she?

- Adrian, get to your room.

- Look, I'm not telling
anybody what to do.

I prefer to lead by example.

- Harlee, don't even
think about it.

Now you've got a choice.

- Let's think about
what you do next.

You can waste a bunch of cops,

assuming they don't
waste you back,

you spend the rest of
your life in solitary,

or we can have a conversation.

- Conversation is his dumb-ass
brother wrecked my delivery car.

Ditched a high-value shipment.

- Where's the car now?
- Where you think?

The ride was stolen.
- Police impound.

- All right, well, the good
news is, we're police.

Why don't you let
us help you out.

- Can you be more
specific, dollface?

- We liberate the vehicle,

deliver it to you,

and his brother's debt is paid.

Forever.

- Did I have a stroke?
Because it sounds like

you promised to steal
a car from NYPD

for the banger who
just tried to kill us.

- I say we place
an anonymous call.

Make sure SWAT finds a pound
of smack in quince's bedroom.

- And he implicates your
brother for trafficking

before the arrest
report is filed.

Is that what you want?
- I'm looking for payback.

- And you thought you'd get it
by banging through the door

with no badge and a set
of brass knuckles?

- Loman had a badge.
I was an observer.

- Wait, wait, wait. You
turned in your shield?

- I'm taking some
time to evaluate.

- How's day one working out?

- Hey, I'm here to
see Carlos espada.

I'm his attorney.

- Matt wozniak, esquire.

You could have at least
worn a suit, Matt.

- I wanna talk to him now.

- No, not here. There's
no visitors here.

Not until he's three
hots and a cot at Metro.

This is what happens when you
don't play ball with me.

The rest of your team gets
to pay for your arrogance.

- He doesn't know
anything about Julia.

You're drilling a dry hole,

but I'm sure you're
used to that by now.

- I'm not even looking
for anything from him.

I'm collecting on your debt.

So at 9:00 A.M. tomorrow,

detective Carlos espada
of the 64th precinct

is going to be arraigned in U.S.
district court,

and after that, it's
out of both our hands,

so you should start
looking at group rates

on a really good lawyer. - Yeah?

And you're never gonna get
who you're really after.

- I'm not getting her now.

So that's it. It's over.

I know it's hard
playing the martyr

when you're inflicting
all this damage

on everybody around you.
So go ahead.

You protect one lousy
whore for the mob.

Or... you wear the wire.

You get councilwoman
ayres on record

and you deliver it to me.

Not in a week, not in a month,

but soon enough for me to
stop espada's arraignment.

- Your brother really
did a number on this.

- Wasn't his fault. Some
senior lady ran a light.

- I'm thinking
Tess shows up here

in about an hour with
a low-cut blouse,

bats her eyes at our
friend at the gate

and then asks for help

with a vehicle on the
other side of the lot.

- And when officer
slick busts a move,

I drive the civic
through the exit.

- Close. I drive it out.

Then I drop it off
with you and loman

at the precinct,

and then you can
take it to quince.

- Well, it's my brother,

and just because you
crashed quince's crib

does not mean you get
to call the plays.

I mean, as far as I'm concerned,
you can head back to the bench.

- Okay, coach, but
unless you know

how to replace a distributor
cap on a '96 civic,

this engine's not turning over.

- That's gonna make up for
selling out the people

that risked their lives
for you every damn day?

- All I've ever cared about

is protecting this family.

Look I shouldn't
have lied to you,

and I'm sorry.

But consider one thing.
- Oh, this should be good.

- If I hadn't of
crashed quince's,

you'd be a Jackson pollock
all over his wall right now.

- I'll go find you
that distributor cap.

Good news:

You got a gluten-free
option on the menu.

- Just took a dump in
front of two meth heads

and you're over here
cracking jokes?

This is on you.

- Oh, because you're
such a choir boy?

You've made choices
too, my friend.

- I thought you and harlee
made a deal with the feds.

- We did.
- But what?

You had to give up
a pound of flesh,

and I was the most disposable?
- What?

You're lucky I can't
come over there

and slap that sourpuss
right off your face.

- Anyone ever tell you that
you blow at giving pep talks?

- Listen, keep your
shoulders back.

You're a cop on the inside.

Stop sulking and don't
show any weakness.

- They arraign me
in the morning.

Even if I beat the
charges, my career's over.

- I'm figuring out a play
to get you out of here,

but in the meantime, stand tall.

- Figuring out?

As in you don't have one.

- You're walking out of
here a free man tomorrow.

You have my word.

Home safe.

Damn it!

Indisputable fact, harlee.

Nobody knows where a man's
skeletons are buried

like the woman in his life.

- That doesn't mean she
has something to say,

and I don't think stahl
lets people in like that.

He compartmentalizes.

- Maybe now.

But there has to be
a reason for that.

He didn't turn into
a psycho overnight.

- You learn how to hide
'cause someone's chasing you.

- If anybody knows who's
chasing stahl, it's her.

Look, if I'm wrong, I'm
wrong, but if I'm right,

we're having bloody Marys
with espada tomorrow morning.

- I'll punch through the
final bell with you, woz.

I will, but you have to realize

that stahl has you
locked in a corner.

- We're not there yet.

- Well, then I think that
you have the best chance

with the former Mrs. stahl.

I mean, you helped her
secure full custody.

- Yeah, but you share
a common problem.

- We don't want any.
I only answered

'cause I have a
sick kid napping.

- Wait, marta stahl?

I owe you an apology.

I'm the woman from the video.

- The whore?

- I need your help.

I'm worried that
he's gonna kill me.

- Your ex-husband follows me.

Sometimes every day.

I'll come out of a store,

and he'll just be
standing there.

Watching. He doesn't say a word.

He's just taunting me.

- Did you call the police?

- He looks like an altar
boy and works for the FBI.

How does that play out?

- What is it you want from me?

He did that?

- And worse.

- Winning really
matters to Robert.

It's the only reason he wanted
joint custody of Justin.

- But he lost.

He lost because of that video.

- Are you saying you
did me a favor?

- I'm... I'm saying that...

That now I need
something like that,

and I'm praying that
you can give it to me.

Look, you don't owe me anything,

but I'd appreciate
any information

that could give me
a fighting chance.

- You know, you might
have mentioned

that I was a lone badge before
we kicked the door down.

- Would it have
made a difference?

- Maybe.
- Listen, man.

I'm grateful, all right? And
if you ever need anything,

you just let me know.
I'll be the first one in.

No questions asked.

But you gotta stop pretending

like you're a victim
of circumstance.

- Nah, I was a victim
of a half-baked plan.

- You're a grown man.

You knew what we
went there to do.

- To take down a criminal.
Not do his work for him.

- A man's survival depends
on his ability to adapt.

- You could justify just
about anything with that.

- Take a stand or
get out the way.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- But I'm looking at that trunk
before we deliver anything

to that son of a bitch.

- Third option. I send
your ass back to church.

And where is harlee?
- On assignment.

I'm the designated car thief.

- Well, I wasn't looking
to involve you, woz.

- First in a moron-a-thon
of misjudgments.

- My brother is busted up,

in debt to this drug dealer.

I mean, I didn't have
a lot of options.

Nah, you probably wouldn't

when you turn your
back on your friends.

Hey, yeah, I got the car.

What do you got?
- It's still a hail Mary.

The ex-wife gave me
the name of the woman

at the center of
stahl's career issues.

- What, a psychiatrist?

- The widow of his dead partner,

the dead partner that has
him so focused on Julia.

- The partner killed
while undercover?

- That's the story.

- Well, what's the address?
- And that's the hiccup.

The widow was offered
witness protection.

- Witness protection?

What the hell did she do?

- I guess when your
husband gets whacked

while undercover with the mafia,

the bureau offers
you protection.

- WITSEC is more tha2n a hiccup.

I mean, we have
less than 16 hours.

Where do we even get started?

- I think I might know.

- You're telling me that?
- You can't just...

- Ours is not the
only house divided.

- Let me remind you
why we're here.

- Why we... okay.
- We're stealing a car

from police impound

for a drug dealer! - Shh.

- All in a day's
work for this unit.

- Or an hour and a half.
- Okay.

We're doing this
one thing for me.

We're looking in the trunk.

- It's a shipment of
Rolexes for all we know.

- Or a shipment of guns.
Or a dead body.

- Well, we're never
gonna find out

'cause I'm not gonna
open the damn thing.

- So you don't care
who gets hurt?

- Of course he does. Especially
if it's his brother.

Who all of a sudden
canonized you, loman?

- I just wanna do the job
that I signed up for.

- We're a team!

We're supposed to be looking
out for each other.

If that's broke, then
nothing else works.

Why is that so hard for
you to understand?

- If people get hurt in
service of our needs,

then we're the broken ones.

- You really think
you're better than us?

Let me remind you of something.
I saved your ass.

I saved your ass twice.
- Covering up my mistake,

an honest mistake, that
was you saving me?

What do you mean "an
honest mistake"?

You killed a man.

You killed a man and
you're still a cop.

- When was the second time, woz?
Hmm?

Tell me. When was it?

'Cause I forget. You
know, don't tell me.

Tell them.

- You can whine,

you can sulk,

you can lecture,

you can make all the
judgments you want.

It doesn't change the fact
that you're a dirty cop.

Ever since you killed
that unarmed black man

and lied about it,

you became a dirty cop.

- Detective loman?

Are you detective loman?

- Who's asking?
- I'm Nate wozniak.

I'm Matt's son.

That's some bad luck.

- I'm interviewing his
crew for a news article.

Can you spare a few minutes?

New guy on the squad, huh?

You still learning the ropes?

- You know, some
days I feel like

I'll never get a full grasp.

- Yeah.

You okay if I record this?

- Why not?

Okay.

Uh, I don't want this
to be a puff piece.

I'd love some texture. - Mm.

- Interesting cases,
unusual stories.

Warts and all.

Can you think of any?

- Well, there's the two
murders your dad covered up.

Or the multimillion-dollar
heist of federal money

he orchestrated with a missing
internal affairs officer.

Why don't we just start with
where the bodies are buried.

- Burned.

Not buried.

You really don't know
your dad, do you?

- The tikka masala
and a side of dal.

Intimidation of a federal
officer is a class c felony.

- We just wanna have a
conversation with you.

- Thanks, but I prefer
my own company.

- I imagine it gets lonely
when you're the scapegoat.

You disappeared right after

the FBI heist investigation
went sideways.

- Your skill sets do extend

beyond extortion
and grand larceny.

What backwater place

did the FBI ditch
your career in?

- Mail fraud.

And you have until
dispatch answers

to convince me not
to report you.

- Molly, we have a
serious problem.

- This is agent Molly chen.

Violent crime desk,
Brooklyn-queens, please.

- It's stahl. He's unstable.

He's become obsessed with me
and none of us feel safe.

- You've met his boss.
File a complaint.

- The feds don't care how
the sausage is made.

They just want the results.
- They're transferring me now.

- Molly, we watched
him kill a man

right in front of
us, cold blood.

You've got that tinge in
the pit of your stomach

because you've seen flashes
of what I'm talking about.

The ego, the recklessness,

the sadism.

- Stahl's dead partner,

his wife is in the witness
protection program.

We need to talk to her.

- WITSEC files are
sealed and top secret.

- But not if you have clearance.

- Which I don't. Not anymore.

- Well, maybe you know
somebody who does.

- Even if I could pry one
open, it's a federal crime.

- Look, stahl doesn't
even feel like a man

unless he's
manipulating a woman.

He crawls inside your head to
all the places you feel safe,

and he takes them.

But you know that because
he's done it to you.

- You're right, harlee.

He's cutthroat and erratic,

which is exactly why I don't
want back on his radar.

- Duck and cover. The FBI way.

We're not gonna
mention your name.

But stahl's getting more
cutthroat by the hour.

You need to help us stop him.

- Molly, if we don't
stand up to him,

nobody else will.

- You ever approach me again,

I'll call Gail Baker directly.

- We pull the transport over.

We say that we're U.S. marshals,

and that we made a mistake.

And then we just
pull espada out,

and... and then
we just take him.

What? It worked for rossi.

You have that friend,

that counterfeiter.
She owes you a favor.

Just get her to make
us some badges.

- What do you really wanna do?

Woz, look at me.

You gotta make a decision.

You said it yourself, we
don't do something now,

espada's done.

- Everything that
Julia's done for us?

- I understand.

But just so you understand that
not making a choice is a choice.

- I-i can't choose to be a rat.

Just like I can't choose to...
to breathe underwater.

That's just not gonna happen.

- We've reached the
last stop on the line.

- Wh... what's this "we"?

You made your deal.
You're free and clear.

So why don't you
just go, and I'll...

- Because I love you!

And selfishly, I want
us all together.

You, me,

espada, Tess, tufo.

Safe.

And whole.

- H-how?

How did you do it?

Wear a wire? How do you do that?

- Threw up.

I never felt so
alone in my life.

But then I reminded myself
what I have to live for,

and I focused on that
and nothing else.

You just have to remind yourself
what you have to live for.

- I'm not sure anymore.

- Look, I won't lie.

It'll be the hardest
thing you ever do.

You'll never be able to
look at yourself the same.

It's a terrible choice,

one I don't envy.

But when I look at the scales,
I see them tipped one way.

Now, you may see them different,

but I know what
decision I'd make.

- Latest numbers.
Congratulations.

You just became the
dark horse candidate.

- Your debt is paid.

Okay.

- Pour it like you mean it.

- Detective harlee Santos.

I have a delivery for
special agent Robert stahl.

- Criminal investigations.
Can I help you?

- 11th hour.

I was already prepping
espada for transfer.

Where's wozniak?

He wasn't up for it.
- That doesn't surprise me.

Even Napoleon was a
no-show surrender.

Too proud to hand over
his sword, I guess.

- At least he fought
his own battles.

- So she's on here?

- Loud and clear.

- Indictable evidence?

- You have it.

- All right.

Well, I guess now that wozniak
has fulfilled his contract...

Our relationship is going to
have to evolve into something

a little more civil.

- It's not a relationship

if only one person
has a choice in it.

- You always had a
choice, harlee.

You just didn't make the
right choice until now.

- We can finally
agree on something.

- I appreciate you
talking to me.

- You were there?

- Hard place to find.

- I always knew someone
would come asking.

Who told you about us?

- Robert's ex-wife.

- Robert tried to convince
me that she didn't know.

She knew. - An affair?

- Yes.

- She's in witness protection.

- I am a very good detective.

And that's what you knew

someone would come asking about?

- I knew someone would
come asking about

how Robert got my
husband killed.

- I thought you
enjoyed eavesdropping

on my conversations.

- She is not well, harlee.

She doesn't know
what she's saying.

- I think you should
hear her out.

I mean, I traveled all night
to bring that here for you.

- I'm sending espada to Metro.

He'll be arraigned by noon.

- I made copies on the train.

- Julia ayres didn't get
your partner killed.

You did. - I told you.

Julia ayres outed my partner,

an FBI agent,

to her mafia benefactor.

Two days after I briefed her,

his tongue showed up here

in a gift-wrapped box.

- Only he shouldn't have
still been undercover.

You kept him there because you
were obsessed with his wife.

- That had nothing
to do with it.

We were on the verge of
the biggest mob bust

since John gotti!
- That's not how she puts it.

She says you took advantage,

emotionally manipulated her,

and how she tried
to end your affair

when her husband told her he was
punching out of his assignment

and coming home.

- The job wasn't done.

- Yeah, but you were
already hooked,

and you and I both know
nothing gets in between you

and your desires.

You extended your partner's
undercover assignment

over and over again, playing
the sympathetic friend.

Bucking him up and putting
him back in the ring

with no end in sight.

- Alan was my friend.

I didn't play anybody.

I didn't play anything,
and he knew the risks!

- This isn't just dressing
up some prostitute

and calling her by
your asset's name.

This is criminal negligence.

- Julia ayres exposed him.

She is the villain here.

- Is that what you
tell yourself?

Because somewhere
underneath all that rage

and twisted passion,

there's a real person
trying to reconcile

what happened to his partner.

My arrest, getting wozniak,

pursuing ayres,

it's not vengeance.

You screwed us so you
could save yourself!

Make a call.

I want espada out by the
time I get downstairs.

And then I never
hear from you again.