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Okay, so I'll see you after the deposition.

Okay.

Wait, is that your cousin Joey?

Anthony.

Oh, great.

Hey.

Hi.

It's good to see you guys.

Yeah, wish I could say the same,

but now's not a good time.

Come on, that's no way

to treat your guardian angel.

You know I took a bullet for him?

I heard. ABETEMARCO: A year and a half ago.

Am I ever gonna live that down?

Well, that depends. I sort of need a favor.

Of course you do.

Just a place to crash, that's it.

What's wrong with your apartment?

I kind of had a falling out with my landlord.

I maybe, kind of slept with his wife

a little bit. Lovely.

Anthony, come on.

You owe me. You know you do.

(sighs)

Fine. Just for the week.

That's all you get. Oh, thank you.

Oh, this is gonna be great.

It'll be like when we was kids.

Mmm. Get the hell out of here.

Now.

You sure this is a good idea?

I know it's not.

Excuse me, I'm Officer Janko.

We got a report of an assault.

Hey. Yeah. Isabella. I'm the one who called it in.

This guy came in and...

(scoffs)

Luis.

Isabella.

You two know each other?

You know what, never mind. Forget I called.

Wait. Wait a second. What's going on here?

Oh, okay, one of you needs to talk.

Isabella and I used to go out.

"Used to go out"?

What, are we in middle school?

We were actually

in a serious relationship for an entire year.

Okay.

Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm not doing this,

not with him here.

I'll meet you in the RMP.

Eddie.

Go.

(sighs)

I can't believe it.

Out of all the cops in the city,

of course, it has to be him.

Listen, I don't know what happened between you two,

but right now I... I need to know what happened here.

Yeah, um...

This guy came in, he was super drunk.

He started hitting on me and asked for my number

and got really angry when I wouldn't give it to him.

I told him

to leave, and he busted my lip.

You got a description of the guy?

Yeah, just as long as you keep Luis the hell away from me.

(indistinct chatter)

Reagan, Baez, my office.

What's up, boss?

The precinct received

some funeral flowers this morning.

They just came addressed

to the entire squad?

Came with a card, too.

"Sorry for your loss." What...?

What loss?

We haven't lost anyone in the squad recently.

Or a family member.

We thinking this is some kind of threat?

Yes. DANNY: And we're sure it wasn't

just some kid playing a prank?

Yes. I want them found, arrested.

This is our house.

Nobody disrespects our house.

Copy that.

What's wrong?

I know who it is.

What do you mean, you know who it is?

I know who sent this.

12 years ago, I put a man named Sam Evans away

for a brutal murder.

What makes you think he's the one that sent the flowers?

At the trial, he was just staring at me

the whole time I was on the stand.

Not for nothing, but that's probably what I would do, too.

The whole time. I'm serious.

Okay, okay, I understand.

We all have that one perp that we're afraid

is gonna come back and pay us a visit when they get out.

Mine got out today.

Today.

LENNY: I got to tell you, the food's

just not as good here as it used to be.

It was never good, you just liked

coming here for the waitresses.

Nah, just that redhead Kate.

You know, the one that got away.

She didn't get away, she just told you to get lost.

Well, she didn't like cops, was my theory.

Nothing I could've said or done.

Actually, she married a cop.

She did?

Yep. Benny Mason.

That little meatball?

So, now you have to ask yourself,

what did he have that you didn't?

40-inch waist?

Kate wasn't looking for a good time.

She was looking for a husband, and Benny could see that.

Now, what are you doing up here anyway?

Well, you know, I was feeling a little too good about myself,

so I thought I'd come up here and balance it

with a dose of you.

And what are you doing up here anyway?

(laughs) It's New York. I need a reason?

Doctor or lawyer?

At our age, it's one or the other.

I just missed it here, is all.

(phone vibrates) Come on. Hang on.

Oh, I'm sorry, Frankie.

Looks like I'm gonna have to eat and run.

What happened?

Oh, just a thing came up.

Bad thing, good thing?

Just a thing needs me in person.

Oh, and for the record? Wasn't even my turn.

Lenny... Uh-uh, got to go.

♪ ♪

LENNY: You can't do this every... TESS: This is not a big deal.

LENNY: You have to understand something.

You get arrested enough times, it's gonna be harder for you

to get out of these things. But I can-- I can call you.

I don't know, what is the problem?

It's not about you calling me,

it's about not drinking too much,

okay? I didn't drink too... much.

What are you doing here?

Well... I had my detail tail you.

You did what?

"A thing," Lenny?

I was worried.

And you would be... Tess?

Frank.

Nice to finally meet you.

And you as well.

Everything okay?

Yeah, it's fine. Just a little family issue.

The officer did me a solid

and called my dad.

So you have your dad's courtesy card?

Of course she does.

I only use it in emergencies, I swear.

Such as?

Such as when the bartender 86s you

and the bouncer

lays on hands before you can even

get your coat on, so you react.

And the manager calls the police.

Response time was, like, lickety-split.

You guys are crushing it.

Okay, Tess, that's-that's enough.

Look.

(sighs)

It was just a couple of minor offenses.

She's going through a rough patch, that's all.

Oh, I'm going through a rough patch?

What about you?

What about you?

Wait, he doesn't know? Tess...

He's got some of that bad stuff

from working on the 9/11 pile.

Nah, it's just that my asthma has been acting up. That's all.

And by the way,

you put a tail on me?

Who does that?

Your concerned old friend.

Well, thank you. You can go now.

(indistinct chatter)

Sam Evans.

Yeah.

I'm here to meet with my parole officer Jimmy?

He took the day off. You got us instead.

I know you.

Hello, Sam.

Detective Baez.

What are you doing here?

We're here to ask you a few questions.

Like what you've been up to since you got out.

Making up for lost time.

What's that mean?

Strolls through the park, mostly.

Or maybe sending threatening letters to old acquaintances?

No? What are you talking about?

You sent a bouquet of flowers to our precinct

with a threatening note.

You think I sent flowers?

Don't play dumb. I know it was you.

I didn't send that.

I'm not the person I was all those years ago.

You lured your coworker into a back alley

and beat his head to a literal pulp.

No.

We got into an argument. It was self-defense.

Save it for the jury at your next trial.

12 years is a long time, Detective.

I spent that time thinking about everything.

About what happened.

I'm a new man now with new purpose.

Are you trying to tell us something, Sam?

Not at all.

I just got out.

Last thing I want is to go back to prison.

God's honest truth.

I'm not your guy.

Now, do I need to call my attorney,

or am I free to go?

We'll be watching you.

JANKO: We got an image of the guy coming through the door

on the bar's surveillance camera.

Facial recognition's processing it now,

so if there's a match, we should know soon.

Good.

So, what happened between you and Isabella?

Nothing.

Oh, come on.

We dated, it ended. That's it.

I bet you ghosted her

like you did that girl last year.

Look, when I end a relationship,

I like a clean break.

None of this "On again, off again,

dragging it out for another year" crap.

So you just get in deep,

and then you cut and run. That's your MO?

It's not my MO.

I just don't like to make things

into more than they are.

Sounds more like you don't want to

take responsibility for what went wrong.

It's not my fault these women

get crazy and emotional when I leave.

(phone rings, chimes)

Hey, hey. What is it?

Uh, facial recognition got a possible

on a guy named

Erik Rys.

He's had a few past misdemeanor collars

for assault three, disorderly conduct.

His employment's listed

at a restaurant in Williamsburg.

Huh.

Let's go get lunch.

Erik Rys?

Yeah?

I'm Officer Janko, this is Officer Badillo.

We have a few questions for you.

You ever been to the Crow's Nest?

It's a bar on West Fourth Street.

Yeah, why?

You know the bartender there, Isabella?

I'm not sure.

Cute. Dark hair, lot of attitude.

Yeah, yeah. You know, maybe I've seen her around.

Yeah? Maybe Monday afternoon when she was working?

Nope.

Okay, look, Erik.

This will go a lot easier if you're just

honest with us.

There's always two sides to every story.

Why don't you tell us yours?

She talked to you?

What did she tell you?

(chuckles) What did she say about me?

She said you got in an argument

after she turned down your advances.

Oh, I asked her for her number.

All right? It wa-wasn't a big deal.

She's the one who got all crazy and emotional about it.

You know how some women can get.

So she got upset, and you did what exactly?

I left.

Okay.

Well, we appreciate you telling us what happened.

Hmm.

Looks like you got some bruises

on your knuckles.

How'd that happen?

Hey, I don't know.

Wouldn't be from hitting Isabella, now, would it?

I-I think I want a lawyer.

Why don't you call one from the station?

How the hell did you lock yourself out?

I swear, I had it.

God, you're an idiot.

I got a spare one in the car. Come on.

You lose this one, too,

I'm telling you, don't bother coming back.

Hey, what is with

the hostility all the time?

It was an honest mistake.

Nothing you do is ever honest.

You're so uptight all the time.

You really need to learn to relax...

(gunshots)

(vehicle departs)

(tires screeching)

What the hell?!

ABETEMARCO: What the hell is wrong with you?

Are you okay? What happened?

My idiot cousin's what happened.

Take it easy, will you?

Take it easy? You almost got us both shot.

I didn't know he was gonna go that far.

Who? That wasn't some landlord!

That was a professional!

The Lucero crime family's after me.

Lucero? Are you kidding me?!

I'll kill you before they do! Okay, all right, all right!

This is not gonna help.

Why are the Luceros after you?

I was working

as a dealer at their underground casino.

They think I skimmed

a little off the top, that's all.

Yeah, that means he did skim,

and more than a little.

Ye of little faith. Oh, I got faith,

just not in you! Okay, enough.

What does "a little" mean?

Hypothetically?

Yeah, sure. Ten grand?

Ten grand? You stole ten grand

from the most dangerous crime family in the city

and decided to hide out at my place without mentioning it?!

I didn't want to get you involved!

I'd say I'm pretty involved!

I'm sorry, Anthony!

I swear, on my mother,

I will help make this up to you.

You're damn right, you will.

Who's the trigger man?

Who's after you? Anthony.

It's not a trigger man.

It's Leeroy Lucero himself.

One of the sons.

He runs the casino,

been trying to make a name for himself.

We've had him on our radar for some time.

Haven't been able to make anything stick.

Well, it's good that we got a little minnow

to use as bait.

(grunts)

I'll have Isabella come in and see

if she can pick him out of a lineup.

That should be enough for the D.A.'s office.

Okay, I'll hide

in the locker room or something.

Yep, makes sense.

Okay, what's that mean? Nothing.

Man, you're coming really hard

with the judgment this week.

Well, do you realize you and Erik

used the same words to describe her?

"Crazy." "Emotional."

We're nothing alike.

You sure about that?

I'd never hit a woman, Eddie. Yeah, I know that.

And you got no idea what happened

between me and Isabella.

Whatever you did to her,

that damage is gonna last a lot longer

than a mark on her face.

I'll skip the lecture, thanks, Dr. Phil.

Well, you should talk to her.

Okay, how about this?

I live my life the way I want to, and you stay out of it.

You men are such stubborn idiots sometimes.

And you women are always concerned with relationships

that aren't your own.

I am trying to help you out here, man.

You need to grow up.

You act like you've never been

in a screwed-up relationship before.

Have you always been this perfect little saint?

Or maybe

that's just what you tell yourself

because you married into a family full of them.

Yeah, since you married Sergeant Flawless.

You need to stop.

Oh, that's what I thought.

You can dish it out,

but you can't take it.

I can't get the exact number, but a lot.

But you can be more exact than "a lot."

Somewhere around twice a week

the last couple of months.

Mostly on weekends, mostly nights.

And is she courteous when she plays Lenny's courtesy card?

Yeah, mostly.

But not a lot?

There have been a couple of incidences

where she, uh, voiced her displeasure

at the way our officers tried to unjam her.

Like?

Like making her pay the tab

that she tried to skate on,

or bring back the merchandise that she lifted.

But the officers keep giving her back the card.

Most cops out there don't know

who Detective Lenny Ross is from Adam.

But when she points out who his old friend

and former partner is,

they let her slide.

So, dents on Lenny's shield and mine?

I wouldn't look at it that way, boss.

But I have to.

(sighs) In the most discreet way possible,

have her surrender the card.

And thank you.

You're up.

I reached out to the top doc

at the World Trade Center Health Program.

Pat Amato?

Yes. Lenny Ross is under his care.

For?

Well, HIPAA regulations forbid any disclosure.

Yeah, I know that,

but you found a way around it, right?

I'll take that as a compliment.

Amato said to tell you,

"Inspector Bill Soames and Lieutenant Janice Huff."

(sighs)

He said you'd understand.

(sighs)

Soames got mesothelioma,

Huff got liver cancer.

Whoa.

You maybe want to hit pause

on pulling the kid's courtesy card?

(sighs)

Apples and oranges.

All right, thank you.

Got nothing from the delivery service or the florist.

We must be missing something.

You really think it was him?

When I looked into Sam's eyes,

I saw the same man,

the same monster.

He hasn't changed,

no matter what he says.

He really got to you back then, huh?

It was one of my first homicides.

The... the body...

It took dental records to ID it.

That's how mutilated it was.

I'll never get that out of my head.

You never do. (phone rings)

Hey.

You're sure you didn't leave it open?

No, don't go in.

We'll be right there. What is it?

My house, go.

(siren wailing)

(tires screech)

What happened? When I came back, I saw the door open.

How long ago did you get back? Maybe ten minutes?

Baez!

Oh, my God.

(indistinct chatter)

Okay, we're pulling security footage

from every camera on the block

and running every single print we can find.

Well, they're not gonna find a match,

not with Sam. He's too smart.

Well, he didn't outsmart you last time, did he?

(sighs) No, but... he was here, Danny.

He came for her.

I know.

Like, what if she'd been here when he broke in?

What if he'd taken her?

You guys are safe now, okay?

Just try not to worry.

I just wanted a better life for her,

to protect her, and...

instead, because of me, this monster is after her.

Okay, first things first,

it's not your fault. Okay?

Second, we are not gonna let anything

happen to her or you.

I promise.

Thanks, Danny.

There'll be two RMPs stationed outside

around the clock, one out front,

one in back, so he will not dare show up here again.

And I can... I can stay.

If you want.

I do.

Okay, I'll crash here on the couch

and sleep with one eye open.

You guys have nothing to worry about.

Try and get some rest.

You, too.

(sighs)

Uh-huh.

Okay, what time was that?

2:50.

Okay, got it.

Let me know if you hear anything else.

Thanks.

Good morning. You sleep well?

Not really. You?

Not a wink. Coffee?

Yeah, please.

Who was that?

That was Sam Evans' parole officer.

Apparently, he removed his ankle bracelet

right before the break-in.

So now we have no idea where he is.

Not a clue.

But the good news is, when we do find him,

now we can collar him.

Any idea where he might be?

He's, uh, supposedly staying with his mom,

so that's where I'm gonna start,

see what she has to say.

Uh, I can't leave Elena,

not while he's still out there.

No, I don't want you to.

I'll call you as soon as I hear anything from her,

and if anything happens here, please call me right away.

I will. Okay.

Yes? Ms. Evans?

My name's Detective Reagan. Is your son home?

No, he's not.

Mind if I have a word?

I'm not sure how I can help.

He isn't here.

Uh, when's the last time you saw him?

Yesterday morning.

And he didn't stay here last night?

No.

Wh-What's going on? Did he hurt someone?

Would you be surprised if he did?

Must've been tough, raising a son like Sam.

When he got out,

I wanted to turn him away,

but he had no other place to go.

I thought maybe his time in prison might have...

fixed him.

He's been sending flowers as a threat.

Does that mean anything to you?

He always loved to mess with people's heads.

And he always loved objects. Symbols.

Symbols? Trophies? What?

Yes.

Hey, wanted to see me?

Yeah, I wanted to speak to you about the Lucero investigation.

I think you need to find another way

to get him without using your cousin Joey.

But Joey's our way in.

Yeah, and he's a huge liability,

which he's proven time and time again.

Yeah, but if we do nothing,

we're gonna find him shot on the side of the road.

Well, better him than you.

Joey agreed to cooperate, Erin.

Fool me once, shame on you.

Fool me ten times,

and you have a serious blind spot

when it comes to your cousin.

You know, you act like you wouldn't do

whatever it takes to protect your family.

My family are not ex-cons working for the mob.

Oh, really?

Well, mine may not be perfect,

but that doesn't mean

I'm gonna turn my back on 'em.

(sighs)

Francis, if he's that sick,

he's got every right to an Irish exit.

But it's me, Pop.

We always check in and check out on each other.

And he had dinner with you just the other night.

Yeah, when I was in the dark.

Yeah, but that's his right, too.

Lot of guys would rather be remembered

for their last good time than their sad farewell.

But it isn't that either. I mean, he just bolted.

To help out his daughter.

(sighs)

It isn't about you.

But it is.

It has to be.

The ones we care about most

deserve more than an Irish exit.

Earned more.

To say what?

I don't know.

Is there a clock on this thing?

Well, a calendar anyway.

That's a real double-whammy, what he's got.

Is he still here?

I don't even know.

You have an army under your command.

They can find him if you want.

He knows I'm trying to reach him.

If he doesn't want to be found...

I have to respect that.

Yeah.

I'm sure that was him. 100%.

Well, then we're done here.

I spoke to the D.A.'s office.

They're gonna do everything they can.

God, this week has been such a whirlwind.

I feel like I owe you in more ways than one.

What do you mean?

Luis and I talked.

It was the first real conversation

we've had since we dated.

Maybe even the first real conversation we've ever had.

And he came to talk to you?

Yeah, we're not getting back together

or anything like that. Not a chance.

But I feel a lot better

about finally getting some things answered.

I feel less used.

Hmm.

I thought he was the love of my life.

You know? Seems so silly now.

Oh, I-I've been there.

I know how it feels.

Anyway, I know why he came to talk to me,

so thank you for everything.

(phone ringing)

Hey, Danny.

You guys okay?

Yeah, we're good. Did you find anything?

Maybe. I-I spoke to Sam's mother,

who said he has a thing for trophies.

And I may have found a trophy.

Really? What is it?

The guy that Sam murdered had a house

that he left to his family.

A few months back they sold it, but get this,

it was purchased all cash

by an anonymous buyer.

You think Sam bought it?

It's a theory, but I got to check it out.

What's the address?

544 Monroe Street in Queens.

Got it. No, hey.

Don't even think about

going there.

Maria, wait! (disconnect tone)

(siren wailing)

Come on, Maria, pick up.

(sighs)

(tires screeching)

(clattering)

Baez?

What's going on, partner?

I don't want you to be a part of this.

Okay.

Why don't you take your finger off that trigger

and let me put the cuffs on him?

I can't let him walk out of here.

He'll be walking into a prison cell.

Look at his computer.

DANNY: I see it.

I can't let him hurt her.

He's not going to.

Come on, this ain't the way.

Listen to your partner, Detective.

(yells) Shut up!

Hey, hey, hey.

Relax.

Relax, okay? Don't do this.

Just take your finger off the trigger

and lower the weapon, all right?

You don't want to end up in prison

for the rest of your life over this piece of crap.

I do if that's what it takes.

DANNY: Listen to me.

Don't do this.

Lower the gun.

What do you got me on?

Parole violation? Stalking?

I won't be in for long.

Shut your mouth.

Just think about the people who love you, okay?

Think about your family.

Okay?

Your daughter can't make it without you.

Neither can I.

Just lower it, please.

Just cover him while I put the cuffs on.

Turn over.

Give me your hand.

When you see Leeroy,

hand him the duffel of cash,

tell him you got more coming next week.

Once you're in the clear,

I'll move in with ESU.

Look, Anthony...

I'm sorry I lied to you.

I really didn't mean to drag you into all this.

I want you to know, whatever happens...

I appreciate everything

you've done for me over the years.

Just stick to the plan,

everything'll be fine.

You ready?

(exhales)

Yeah.

Good luck. You can do this.

Hi, I'm Joey. I'm here to see Leeroy.

(indistinct chatter)

Excuse me.

Joey Ruscoli.

Scared you to your senses, huh?

Hey, Leeroy. Good to see you.

Uh, got that money we talked about.

Oh, I know you do.

Either that or you have a death wish.

That's a good one.

Always with the jokes, this guy.

Anyway, here's the money.

Ten.

Ten? You said you had five more in interest.

Right, but I said I would bring that next week.

Didn't I say that?

It was 15 this week, ten next.

I-I-I must've got mixed up.

Look, I promise you,

I will get you that money. Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing, Leeroy? Come on.

I guess you had a death wish after all.

Boss.

Who's this?

Detective Abetemarco.

20 years NYPD,

12 years an investigator

with the Manhattan D.A.'s office,

and the last guy you want to screw with.

You, back off.

Wow. The balls on you.

This piece of crap is my cousin Joey.

Check his jacket. He tried to pocket

some of your money.

Anthony.

Ah.

Okay.

He's still short the juice.

He's gonna work the rest of it off.

I am?

Yeah. And you're gonna employ him

till his debt's all paid,

or I'm going to have ESU come down here

and bust up your whole operation.

I'll arrest everyone from your blackjack dealers to you.

Well, you've got nothing on me. Nothing that'll stick.

That may be true,

but I bet you got a lot of cash

stashed around this place.

My guys come in here,

you're gonna lose a lot more

than what Joey here shorted you.

Well, Mr. Ruscoli, looks like you got yourself a job.

Now, if I find out anything happens to him...

Don't worry. He'll have health care and pension.

Anthony, you can't

leave me with these people.

Please. They're animals.

Then you should feel right at home.

(sighs)

Will Gabriel.

Huh?

He was a guy I dated.

We were supposed to go on vacation in the Caribbean.

I thought it was his plan to propose to me,

but when I showed up down there to meet him,

I found out he'd canceled his flight.

I called and called,

but I never heard from him again.

Why are you telling me all this?

I heard you spoke to Isabella.

Oh.

Yeah, I did.

And?

Nice.

It was nice? That's it? It was nice?

Okay, I was wrong.

You were... right.

You happy?

What made you change your mind?

Advice from someone I trust,

who's in a marriage I admire.

I just puked in my mouth a little.

Yeah.

I don't like it, you know.

Hmm?

Being single, dating around.

I'd like to find the right one,

but I just haven't yet.

You'll find your Sergeant Flawless one day.

Ooh, don't know about "Flawless".

Well, opposites attract, right?

Wow.

Okay, why don't you meet me

at King's Crown after work?

It's been a minute since I got to play wingwoman.

I'll buy.

(scoffs) Yeah, you will.

Brought you some takeout.

You didn't have to do that.

Of course I did. Where's Elena?

I just put her down.

You doing okay?

(sighs) I don't know.

The way I reacted.

I almost shot him, Danny. I really did.

I know. I thought you were going to.

(sighs)

I don't know what I was thinking.

Maybe I'm not cut out to be a mom.

The last week has proven that you are

more than cut out to be a mom.

You're just saying that. No, I'm not.

If I was in your shoes, I would've done the same thing

or probably worse.

Maybe we've spent too much time together.

Yeah, probably.

I spoke to the D.A.'s office.

They're gonna push for maximum sentencing.

And if this guy ever does see the light of day again,

we'll be ready for him.

Thanks, Danny.

For everything this week.

I don't know what I would have done if you weren't here.

You would've handled your business.

Enjoy your food.

Stay for dinner?

I can't eat all this by myself.

I'd love to.

Grab us some drinks?

You got beer in the fridge?

Tequila on the shelf.

Tequila on the shelf it is.

FAMILY: Bless us, O Lord,

and these, Thy gifts,

which we are about to receive from Thy bounty.

Through Christ, our Lord. Amen.

Uncle Jamie, what is up

with the shirt? See?

Yeah, did you just come back from an island or something?

Yes, actually.

I went to a college friend's bachelor party

in the Caribbean this week.

Oh, you're still going to those? Yeah.

Second marriage or third?

Second.

(laughs)

I asked him to change it,

trust me.

Hey, I came straight from the airport.

Which still doesn't excuse that.

(laughter)

I think it's stylish.

Case in point. Hey.

FRANK: Hey, don't knock it.

You have fun?

Yeah.

Hmm, how much fun?

It was very relaxing, actually.

We were all in bed every night before 9:00 p.m.

Oh, right.

9:00 p.m.

A likely story.

I'm serious.

You guys get food poisoning or something?

No, we're just all in our 40s now and value our sleep.

Are you buying any of this?

Actually, yes.

I'm telling the truth. We fished, we ate, we slept.

Hey, what more could you need?

You ever come back from a bachelor party by 9:00 p.m.?

You bet, absolutely. 8:00 p.m. Right after calling Mary.

(laughs) What? You're both liars.

What about that time I picked up you

and all your friends from the Sapphire club

and took you to eat fast food at 3:00 in the morning?

I thought we agreed to never speak about that.

(chuckles) Uh...

Statute of limitations.

Mm-hmm, and you don't think I have collateral?

'Cause the stories I could tell...

Okay, what happens at a bachelor or bachelorette party

stays there. Amen.

Unless you cross the line, 'cause I'd kill you.

(laughter)

Well, nobody in this family would ever cross the line.

Or let their friends cross the line,

hard as they might try.

Oh, yeah, it's not worth the risk.

I mean I don't understand the whole tradition,

just the liability.

For me, I hadn't seen these guys in a lot of years.

It was just nice to catch up before the actual wedding.

Yeah, you pick up right where you left off?

Yeah.

That sounds more like a no.

No, we did, it's just, after a few days,

you can't really pretend you're all

still back in college. There's a distance

between who we were and who we are,

no matter how hard you pretend.

Sometimes those cracks are hard to ignore.

They'll swallow you whole if you let 'em.

What do you mean?

People come and go and come again in life.

You can't worry about the gaps in time.

All you can worry about

is the time that you have with them.

And as you get older, the more you realize

that making the most of that time is all that matters.

You had me followed again?

Dr. Amato is an old and trusted friend.

Well, even if he wasn't,

New York's top cop can squeeze him.

That, too.

Took away my daughter's courtesy card.

That really hurt.

Hurt me, too.

But she was using it like it was an EZ pass.

Well, she's having a hard time.

What, with her old man having a worse time?

So you know.

Look, Frank, I'm not asking you for anything.

I didn't say you were.

Then why are you here?

Well, I tried to respect your request

to be left alone, but I failed.

I didn't have it in me.

I brought you something.

This is your courtesy card.

With my cell phone number and my direct office line.

Please see that she gets it.

You're gonna regret this.

Not if I can pitch in when you're...

Taking the dirt nap?

I was gonna say out of town.

Well...

I'll give it to her,

with some guidelines.

That'd be good.

(laughs)

And thank you.

Where you going?

Nowhere in particular.

Flight's not till tonight.

Hmm.

Well, I cleared my afternoon,

just in case you quit being such a jerk.

(laughs)

You want to do something?

Yeah, sure.

Lights and sirens?

Where we going?

I don't know yet,

but wherever it is, I want to go loud and fast.

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