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DANNY: I got eyes on the suspect.

Call for backup.

I don't call for backup, backup calls for me.

Y-- You know, you're a real loose cannon.

Y-- You don't stick your tongue out at me.

I don't allow cowboys in the city, kiddo.

- You ready? - Yup.

("One Way or Another" by Blondie playing)

Let's go!

♪ One way or another, I'm gonna find you ♪

♪ I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get you, one way ♪

♪ Or another, I'm gonna win you ♪

♪ I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get you ♪

♪ One way or another ♪

♪ I'm gonna see you... ♪

- You ready? - Yup.

Three. Two. One. Go! Go!

- You're under arrest, Mommy. - (gasps)

- Reach for the sky. - You got me. (laughs)

Remember to never let your guard down with a perp.

But, Uncle Danny, it's my mommy.

- Ya! - Uh, see?

- Gotcha. (laughs) - Especially with your mommy.

- Elena. - Hi.

BAEZ: Do you want to go play with Lola? Go ahead.

(girls chattering)

♪ ♪

That woman over there, she just take our picture?

I've seen her before. At the grocery store yesterday.

Elena was with me. Is she following us?

I don't know.

Let's find out.

BAEZ: Ma'am.

Ma'am. Could you stop, please?

Hey. Are you following me and my kid?

- Who are you? - Boston police.

Answer the question, ma'am.

My name is Dania.

I'm her grandmother.

Elena, her mother, was my daughter.

You're Elena's grandmother?

I was too sick to come forward when she was killed.

That tracks. Her daughter left WITSEC early

to take care of her. That's when Mano Sangriento killed her.

Thank you for adopting my granddaughter.

Those monsters took my baby away from me.

Now, all I want is to be a part of Elena's life.

How'd you find us?

I've been following her.

Oh, no, no. De lejos. From afar.

She's my family. Es mi sangre.

No, she's my family. ¿Entiendes?

- I legally adopted her. - I meant no harm.

W-W-Wait. Whoa.

It's my phone number. Hmm?

If you'll allow it,

I would love to meet my...

I would love to meet Elena.

Por favor.

We'll be in touch.

Por favor, piénselo.

- (sighs) - (phone buzzing)

- Reagan. - LENA (over phone): Danny, I know it's Saturday,

but I got a lead on the guy who tried to kill Rodgers.

I can't do it this weekend, partner.

We have a family situation here.

- Danny, this is important. - Uh... (sighs)

No, go. Do your job. I'll look into her story,

make sure she is who she says she is.

- Not until we talk about this. - What is there to talk about

until we confirm she's really Elena's grandmother?

Go. I'll call you later.

I'm on my way.

Thank you, Danny. This lead can't wait.

- (sighs) - What's the lead?

Hey.

You know, a case update on who tried to kill me might be nice.

Should be trying to hunt the bastard with you,

but I can't. Not after your sister

denied my reinstatement.

I am so sorry.

I asked Sarah to approve of your return to active duty.

But only after you told her about

my claustrophobia and nightmares.

Yes, I confided in my sister because it's like

you're reliving the attempt on your life over and over again.

- Please. I j-- - I-I didn't know

that she was gonna use it to deny your reinstatement.

Hey, hey, stop.

I know you're coming from a place of love,

but just stop.

(sighs)

Brian, I'll do whatever it takes

to make this right, you just tell me.

Just be my girlfriend, okay?

Let's keep the job separate. I have a meeting with

my union rep, and he and I-- not you and I--

will figure out a way to get me back to active duty. Deal?

Deal.

JONAH: You want to talk about losers,

the Jets haven't won anything in, what?

A hundred years?

When's the last time they won?

Let me ruin your day.

- What? - Jaylen Brown.

- I knew you were gonna go there. - RYAN: Let's go.

Everybody fall in.

Whoa, what's she doing in here?

My name is Bet Ryan.

I am your new sergeant.

You know, I've gone toe-to-toe

with home invaders, dope peddlers,

serial killers, and every crawled-out-from-under-a-rock

predator imaginable, and yet, this morning

was the first time that I was shook. You know why?

The janky-ass uniforms on the midnight tour.

Officers, I expect crisp shirts.

Trousers with a clean line, breaking right over the tops

of boots, which better be shining like mirrors.

- Is that understood? - OFFICERS: Yes, Sergeant.

Who are you?

Officer Sean Reagan, ma'am.

Not bad, Officer Reagan.

Oh, you're feeling yourself, huh?

Good, keep that same energy.

You're in charge of everyone's uniforms from now on.

Wait, Sarge, I'm in charge of what?

If any officer isn't as squared away as you are,

I'm holding you personally responsible.

And roll call's in five.

- Way to go, Reagan. - Bro, what'd you do?

I don't know.

OFFICER: Way to go, hotshot.

They say the wheels of justice turn slowly.

Not on my watch.

As your District Attorney, I drove down crime,

I stood up for victims,

and I demanded accountability from the law.

And I am just getting started.

I'm Mae Silver, and with your vote,

we will continue to build a brighter future

- for Suffolk County. - CHARLIE: And cut. Perfect.

Great job, everyone.

Make safe. Go for lunch.

Thank you. Mae.

As always, camera loves you.

Let's hope the same is true on election day

with the voters.

(both laugh)

♪ ♪

What is Thad doing here?

Maybe he's dropping out of the election and gonna endorse you.

Yeah, probably not.

Mae.

- Thad. - We need to talk.

Why? So you can defame me with another out-of-context photo?

Oh, save the victim routine. You sent your daughter after me.

- What are you talking about? - Yesterday, at my fundraiser,

Detective Silver demanded to know where I got that photo

of you and that ex-con

baby daddy that you've been having an affair with.

- I'm not having an affair with Chris... - I couldn't care less.

What concerns me is that she had her hand on her gun

the entire time.

Wouldn't let me leave unless I gave it up.

Thaddeus, is this some kind of joke?

Is anyone laughing?

- I am. - It was a threat under color of law.

You better have more than just wild accusations.

Open an official investigation, Superintendent.

If you don't,

I'll just take it to the press,

let the public decide whether Detective Silver crossed a line.

Police brutality is a pretty big issue

with the voters right now, isn't it?

Find your sister now.

He is lying.

I pressed him a little,

but I know where the line is.

I never crossed it.

Lena, why didn't you wait for Danny?

You should never have questioned Thad alone.

You should never have denied Rodgers' reinstatement.

DANNY: Not for nothing, Superintendent, but

Detective Silver did the right thing questioning Longfellow.

She got a lead on a suspect who tried to kill Rodgers.

MAE: She might've gotten the right result,

but it was the wrong move.

You gave Thad Longfellow political advantage.

If he wins this election, Boston suffers.

Will all due respect, Madam District Attorney,

if we let bad guys try to kill cops,

then Boston really suffers.

This suspect was smart.

After ramming Rodgers' vehicle into the harbor,

he stripped the blue truck of all the parts.

Fortunately, we recovered most of them.

Including the steering wheel with traces of blood.

So, the guy that hit Rodgers must've banged his head.

SARAH: So, that could be the perp's blood.

- Did you run DNA? - It's not in the system,

but I did get a lead on a potential suspect pool.

An outlaw motorcycle club, Cain's Disciples,

up in Eastborough.

- Where your father is the chief? - LENA: Yes.

On the day of the attack,

Eastborough PD was monitoring LUDs and tolls

on the bikers' phones, and

ten minutes before Rodgers was attacked,

a burner that pinged off a cell tower in Eastborough

called another burner that

pinged off a cell tower in Boston,

near the flower shop where Rodgers got hit.

So, to me, that's someone from the motorcycle gang

green-lighting the hit on Rodgers.

- That's all circumstantial. - It's all circumstantial,

but it all points to one thing, one of those bikers

tried to kill one of your cops, and we can't let that stand.

All right.

We're gonna need more details from Chief Williams.

He's already on the way.

SARAH: Great. Dismissed.

(door opens)

SARAH: So am I gonna have to investigate Lena?

Leave that with me.

What are you doing? No!

- Stop. Stop. Please. Oh, my God. - (siren wailing)

Ah! Stop. Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

(siren wails)

I'm walking to my car,

and this crazy chick comes out of nowhere.

- Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey. - No!

- BPD. - Do something.

- Oh, my God. - BPD. Stop.

Ma'am, that's enough.

Ma'am, I know that look. You're not gonna outrun us

in four-inch heels.

You're in enough trouble as it is, okay? Don't do it.

- Don't... - Oh. Oh!

That's assault. Hey!

Boston police. Stop!

- Hey! - Hey! Ma'am!

- Ma'am... - Hey!

She's fast. Holy...

(grunts)

- (barking) - Oh...

- Run, run, run! - Go, go, go! Go, go, go!

Go! Go!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey! BPD! Can you get your dog, please?

- JONAH: Hey! - SEAN: Hey.

I don't think anyone's home.

Great. How are we gonna get past the Demogorgon?

(barking, growling)

Hey, Dispatch, this is 12-Jake-101.

We're requesting animal control at our location.

DISPATCHER: Okay, Jake-101. I'll notify animal control.

Okay. They're on the way up. You ready?

I'm not sure.

- Why? - Well... (chuckles)

- All I ever wanted was to meet my father. - Uh-huh.

You know, I find out he's Eastborough's police chief,

I think we're all good. But then, what happens?

A target in his investigation

winds up trying to kill my boyfriend.

- Can't blame yourself for it. - I know.

- But I do. - But you shouldn't.

You know, considering all that's happened,

do you regret bringing your dad into your life?

Does that question have anything to do with Elena's grandmother?

- (sighs) - 'Cause if she's for real,

are you worried about bringing her into your lives?

- It's different. - Is it?

ASHER: Knock, knock. Your sister's gonna be so jealous.

- LENA: Hey. (laughs) - DANNY: Chief Williams.

Please give Christina my love.

I will.

Hi, Lena.

Hey, Chief.

CHRIS: We came as soon as you called.

So we're thinking this attack on Rodgers

has something to do with Eastborough?

Yeah, that's what we're thinking.

Yeah, what could you tell us about this outlaw biker gang?

Scumbags. Murder. Robbery.

Assault. But things changed

- about a year ago. - How so?

Well, they got smart. A lot of money started coming in.

- What brought about the change? - ASHER: No idea,

but we suspect they're trafficking meth.

(sighs)

Meet Eastborough's living nightmare,

Cain's Disciples.

LENA: One of these guys tried to kill Brian.

- I got to find him. - We have to find him.

No, we got to find him.

♪ ♪

- (motorcycle engines revving) - (rock music playing)

(whistles)

See his vest? "Prospect."

Means he's not a full patch member yet.

They get the crap jobs around here.

Like signaling to the whole gang that the cops are here?

And now they all know.

Here we go.

If it isn't my favorite collection

of miscreants and dumbasses.

BIKER: Yo, yo!

You better have a warrant, Chief.

Don't need one. Billy's fresh out of prison.

- You got to be kidding me. - Hands where we can see them.

We've got visitors from Boston PD.

They're looking for a man who was driving

a blue truck in the city a few months back.

You come in here on a fishing trip?

'Cause you leaving the exact same way you came in:

with nothing.

You know what?

For officer safety,

everybody, grab some wall!

- Come on. Move it. - Let's go.

Come on, you heard the man. Up against the wall.

Come on, move it. Let's go!

- Up against the wall. - You, too.

- LENA: Let's go. - Come on, you know the drill.

You see the scar on his forehead?

Yeah.

Kind of looks like the type of scar you may get

banging your head off a steering wheel

after ramming your truck into a police officer's vehicle.

LENA: That might be our guy right there.

- Let's move in on him. - DANNY: Not yet.

We pull him out of here in front of all these guys,

they're gonna know, and they're gonna

do away with him quick.

(whispering): We'll get him alone.

Come on.

BRIAN: Months, Superintendent.

My union rep says it'll take months

before they can even petition you

to put me back on active duty.

I can't imagine how hard this is for you,

but it is what's best.

Reconsider my reinstatement. Please.

I need to get back to work.

What you need is more time.

- Sarah, it's me. I'm fine. - I don't think you are.

You are masking a serious trauma.

Ignoring that only deepens the damage.

I turned down a position with the DEA

because I thought I had a future here.

- You do. - You sure about that?

Because I passed the physical and the psych eval.

Yes, but you had a panic attack triggered by claustrophobia.

- I saw it with my own eyes. - You were only looking

because Lena told you things from our private conversation.

Things she had no business sharing.

This is not on Lena.

If you want to blame someone, Rodgers, blame me.

No, I blame myself,

for expecting the Silvers to treat me like family.

SEAN: Let's go.

Watch your head.

Can't you just give me a warning?

Not for vandalizing a guy's car, no.

Okay, what if, what if he wasn't just "a guy"?

What if he was...

you know, a-a client?

Ma'am, are you a sex worker?

I'd rather not incriminate myself in another crime.

Smart. Would you say that you are a relaxation therapist?

Which is legal.

Y-Yes, yes. A-And I relaxed the hell out of that guy,

and he refused to pay me.

So, isn't that, like, theft of services?

Aren't-aren't I the real victim here?

That doesn't make it okay to Hulk smash the guy's car.

(scoffs) I swear...

The things that I've done to survive.

This rich prick just rips me off?

I'm sorry, okay? I just lost it.

Is there anything you guys can do for me?

- Please. (sighs) - SEAN: Watch your head.

RYAN: Absolutely not.

But, Sarge, the john cheated her.

And he lied to us at the crime scene.

And whose fault is that?

Boys, when you are cops, nothing is as it first appears.

And yet, you were so worked up from being chased

by some little puppy that you failed to ascertain

- what really happened. - Okay, you're right.

We messed up, but can you let us make it right?

How? By arresting that john for solicitation?

Those charges won't stick.

But your working girl? She's a good collar for vandalism.

So, she's behind bars while he's walking free?

That's not fair.

I know. You two should feel terrible about that.

Lesson learned, huh? Now move on.

(exhales sharply)

You know, being raised by three generations of cops,

I've learned a lot of things.

One being the Reagan standard.

An officer knows he's done his duty

when by the end of tour,

the right people are behind bars.

Well, we failed at that today.

- (keyboard clacking) - Or did we?

What you got over there?

His name was Brett Keller, right?

Looks like the john's got some unpaid parking tickets.

♪ ♪

DANNY: Jeffrey Viltz, 19 years old, no priors.

What makes you think he's gonna show up here?

- It's Saturday. - So?

Cain's Disciples always get barbecue takeout.

Viltz is their prospect, so he'll pick it up.

And you know this how?

Everybody knows that.

Danny, this is a small town. This ain't Boston.

- It's not New York, either. - (chuckles)

Okay, Sarah.

Well, if you hear from Rodgers again, will you call me?

Thank you.

Bye.

(scoffs)

This thing with your boyfriend,

you know that's not your fault, right?

My bad. I overstepped.

No.

(sighs)

No, it...

It's okay.

I appreciate the words,

but none of this would've happened to Brian

- if I hadn't reached out. - Rodgers' attack isn't on you.

It's on the criminal in our sights.

Now, you've loved Rodgers, you supported him,

but what you can't do is make him accept

that he's in crisis.

Believe me, I know from experience.

Ask your mother.

Actually, please don't ask your mother.

- All right. - (both laugh)

Lena, I'm sorry.

For what?

These damn bikers have a hate-on for me,

but you and Rodgers are the ones suffering for it.

I'll carry that forever.

(distant siren wailing)

- MAE: Yeah. That's a good one. - Mm-hmm.

(knocking on door)

Oh, hey, Dad.

- Hey. - This is a nice surprise.

- What are you doing here? - I hear you're considering

investigating Lena.

She told me about the latest Thad situation.

I know you, and when someone attacks your family,

you go to war.

Eye for an eye. Right, Reverend?

Sometimes.

Other times, we turn the other cheek.

True, but Psalm 144:1 states,

- "Praise be to the Lord, our..." - MAE: Charlie,

you're not trying to out-Bible a Baptist preacher, right?

- Never. - Thad is out for blood, Dad.

- I need to fight back. - EDWIN: Of course.

But there are many ways to defeat an enemy.

Look to the Torah. Deuteronomy.

"When you approach a town to attack it,

you shall offer it terms of peace."

Well, for now, it's war.

EDWIN: Just think about it.

♪ ♪

Okay.

- That's him. - DANNY: That's our guy.

(engine starts)

(tires screeching)

Don't move, Viltz.

Damn it!

Come on, man.

Viltz! Viltz! Viltz!

- (glass shatters) - (screaming)

- Oh, that ain't good. - We got to get him to a hospital.

- Let's get him back to Boston. - CHRIS: There's no way to do that quietly.

- Cain's Disciples will find out. - It's your town,

but it's our investigation, Chief.

He's going back to Boston

unless you got some kind of loophole.

There's always a loophole. I got a doctor I can take him to.

She in town this weekend?

If not, we're screwed. Get him up.

Let's go. Come on. Come on.

You're gonna be all right. You'll be fine.

This ain't good, partner.

So, the only way we're gonna prove

that he tried to kill Brian

is if we get a confession. It's the only way.

I know that.

I know you're the boss now.

I know there's repercussions.

- But can you back me on this? - We're gonna be walking

ourselves into a mess, you know.

But I'm used to messes.

(laughs softly)

Let's go.

- (groaning) - I am only at the clinic

once a month. You are lucky I am even here.

- Ooh. Well, that's got to hurt. - Yeah.

I'm Dr. Jackie. Let's see what we got here.

Okay, uh, Chris, did you forget your friends' names?

I've got to introduce myself?

My bad. Uh, this is Dr. Jackie Blaylock.

From Boston PD, we have Danny Reagan

- and Lena Silver. - Wait.

You're that cop-daughter he won't shut up about.

- Okay. - (squishing)

- (straining) - There we go, there we go.

Is your last name Viltz?

Yeah, I think I've treated your mother.

What's this all about? Or do I even want to know?

CHRIS: No, but we appreciate your help.

- Anyone see you bring him here? - No. We came in the back.

You know, Chief, you may not want to discuss...

No, don't worry, you can trust her.

- JACKIE: Just a little glue... - She was raised here.

She made it big in the city,

she loves to give back. She's good people.

Look, I get the whole "small town,

everyone-knows-everyone" thing,

that may work up here, but could also be detrimental

to the interview.

He's right, Chief.

Your reputation might keep the kid from talking.

And besides, if you want something to really brag about,

just watch me and your daughter work a suspect.

She may be the best to have ever done it.

What can I say?

- (machinery whirring) - (overlapping chatter)

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Stop, hey.

That's my car, that's my car.

- You two? - JONAH: We're impounding your vehicle

until you pay your overdue parking tickets.

I don't have time for this.

I'm meeting my fiancée's family for lunch.

- What's really going on? - You lied.

The woman didn't beat up your car for no reason.

She's a sex worker

- you refused to pay, right? - Hey, hey.

Hey, hey. Keep it down.

- Do you know who I am? - JONAH: Yeah, you're the guy

- getting his car towed. - SEAN: But hey, we'd be willing

to, you know, help you out if you do the right thing,

drop the charges on the woman.

You don't give me orders. I pay your salary.

It's true, but you didn't pay the sex worker!

Son of a...

Oh!

Big swing there.

Now you're under arrest for assaulting an officer.

BRETT: This is outrageous.

I was targeted here.

He's right. You two provoked him,

and you were this close to entrapment.

- He took a swing at Sean. - Who had it coming.

Officers, there are good collars and bad collars.

Guess which one this is.

Now void the arrest and cut him loose.

- With all due respect, Sarge... - Respect?

You disobeyed a direct order to let this go.

Cross me again, Reagan. You'll regret it.

(both sigh)

This is my bad, man.

- This was my idea. - No, it's all good.

But I've gone one more.

No. Bro. Seriously?

Enough with the Reagan standard.

We are second-year patrol officers.

Is this seriously the reputation you want for us?

Untrustworthy, undisciplined, unmanageable?

You know we both have legacies to protect.

You're right, but there has to be some kind of justice.

Look, you don't have to join me on this one.

We're partners.

If you go down, we go down.

Now, what's your idea?

VILTZ: Here's the thing, though. Cain's Disciples have a motto.

- "Brothers before others." - DANNY: That's ironic,

considering what Cain did to his brother,

and what your so-called brothers did to you.

Yeah. Attempted murder of a cop.

They set you up for a life sentence.

They're not your brothers, Jeffrey.

They're not your fathers, either.

Your dad wasn't around, was he?

Mom, in and out of rehab, too?

You don't start talking to her, you're gonna die in prison.

Deep calls to the deep.

What the hell does that mean?

It means I see who you really are.

You're not like those other bikers.

They would have made sure that cop was dead.

Never would've rammed his SUV into the harbor

- and just took off. - (scoffs)

I don't know anything about that.

You're not a bad guy, are you?

There's a difference between a bad person

and a good person who did a bad thing.

You just got in over your head, didn't you?

Let me pull you out.

You drove the blue truck.

You can admit it now.

I was just supposed to follow the chief,

- take photos. - (phone buzzing)

Then I got the order to shoot that narcotics cop

because they thought he knew about our meth lab.

I-I couldn't do it.

So, I rammed his SUV into the water.

CHRIS: That barbecue joint

is crawling with bikers.

They know he's missing.

DANNY: Clock is ticking, kid. You give

a sworn statement to the D.A., you get a reduced sentence

and protective custody.

I'm not saying another word until I'm safe in Boston

with a signed deal.

LENA: Give us something so we know you're serious.

Start with where the meth lab is, Jeffrey.

(exhales sharply)

Inside the basement of the self-storage building

- off the highway. - DANNY: Good job.

Asher, call for a warrant, now.

LENA: Rodgers is gonna be very happy

we closed the loop on this.

CHRIS: Well, it was absolutely critical

- that we found this guy. - Yeah.

And, uh...

by the way, that was, that was a great interview.

Thank you, Chief.

Look, I know I haven't earned "Dad," but, uh...

Maybe you could call me "Chris"?

ASHER: Chief, the judge wants to hear

from you before he grants the warrant.

Yes, sir.

CHRIS: I understand.

(Danny clears throat)

You know, you never answered my question.

Do I regret bringing my father into my life?

Yeah, that question.

Danny, I don't regret a thing.

Good.

Now can we get this guy to Boston

before these bikers turn us into roadkill?

♪ ♪

Sir, you are free to go.

And to show you how sorry we are,

we brought someone special to pick you up.

- Who? - Your fiancée.

You threw a punch at this officer?

(laughs): Val, uh... I can explain.

Uh, this guy's been harassing me since we first met.

Oh, you mean when we arrested that sex worker

- for vandalizing your car? - Sex worker?

Why would a sex...

Brett, did you pay for a hooker?

- Absolutely not. - SEAN: That's true, actually.

- He didn't pay. - He stiffed her.

- Pun intended. - That makes it so much worse.

You are a cheater on so many levels.

- I... - Me and you are done.

What?

This is for the hooker.

She earned it.

Do you know how expensive that was?

- Baby! Wait, Val... - I don't think I can take this.

RYAN: Reagan!

My office, now!

SEAN: Sarge, Jonah had nothing to do with this.

Yeah, I figured as much. Now remind me, Officer,

what is it that I told you to do?

Void the arrest and send him home,

which is technically what happened.

Yeah, along with a little scene

from Real Housewives of Boston

right in the middle of my station. Who are you?

Huh? You some kind of smart-ass cop?

No, Sarge.

I'm the kind of cop

who makes sure by the end of the tour,

the right person ends up behind bars.

Well, congratulations, Officer Reagan.

You're on my list, which is not where you want to be.

I'm sorry I botched my first impression.

I hope I can make a better second.

Well, until then, I will be keeping my eye on you.

Dismissed.

Thanks for getting me a deal.

DANNY: Don't flatter yourself, kid.

We didn't do it for you. We did it for the cop

you almost killed, so his suffering wasn't in vain.

- I'm sorry about that, you know. - LENA: Are you really?

'Cause if you really want to atone,

then you better do whatever it takes

to take Cain's Disciples down.

(phone buzzing)

Yeah, boss, we're almost there.

Heading over the bridge to HQ.

I'm gonna need reports on your case ASAP.

The Eastborough operation got the attention

of some three-letter agencies,

and you know how they love their paperwork.

DANNY: Why would the Feds be interested in a small-town

meth-dealing motorcycle gang?

I think there's more to it than that...

- (call breaking up) - Hel--

- (line beeping) - Lost the signal.

♪ ♪

(engines revving)

What?

DANNY: What the hell is this?

- (engines revving) - (truck horn honking)

- It's a trap! - (tires screeching)

- Damn it! - (tires screeching)

(engines revving)

Dispatch, this is Oscar 803. Oscar 803, come in.

VILTZ: No, we ain't calling out.

No, the Disciples have got signal jammers.

How'd they know where to find us?

- I don't know, I don't know. - Damn it.

LENA: No backup's coming.

Okay. Pop the trunk.

You got our six, I got 12. Get down and stay down.

Don't do anything stupid.

♪ ♪

DANNY: We got to conserve ammo.

Make every shot count.

Double-tap only.

You got it, partner.

MURDOC: All we want is the kid!

DANNY: Yeah?

Well, all they want in hell is ice water.

(guns clicking)

But they ain't getting it.

MURDOC: Kill 'em all!

(grunts)

(grunts)

DANNY (recorded): This is Danny Reagan.

Please leave a message.

Bobby, what's going on?

911 calls report multiple gunshots by the bridge.

Officers taking fire! Move!

Let's go!

(gunfire continues)

(gun clicking empty)

- I'm out. - I'm out, too.

There's an extra mag in the glove box.

(yells)

(grunts)

(shotgun blast)

(gunfire continues)

(gunfire)

♪ ♪

(speaking inaudibly)

- You got any good ideas? - (glass shatters)

(gunfire continues)

Take out as many as you can.

So, let's go, Brooklyn.

We got this, Beantown.

(speaking inaudibly)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(sirens wailing)

(tires screeching)

SARAH: Boston PD! Drop your weapons!

- Police! - You are surrounded!

Put down your weapons now!

OFFICER: Hands on the back of your head!

Interlock your fingers! Do it now!

- (breathing heavily) - (siren wails)

DANNY: What are you doing? Get back in the car.

Get down!

- Lena! - (gunshots)

♪ ♪

You two okay?

Yeah, we're good, we're good.

- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry.

- Nice to see you two... - Come in here.

(laughs)

♪ ♪

Thank you.

Hope you're not wasting my time, Mae.

Have you opened the investigation

- into your daughter? - No.

And I won't be doing that.

I trust my daughter, and she said she didn't threaten you.

You lied.

That's absurd. How dare you insinuate...

Oh, come on, Thad. Stop.

You hurt my campaign with that photo,

so I did some digging into your family,

and what I have could end your campaign.

But I'm not interested in looking over my shoulder,

waiting for your next attack.

So you're proposing a deal?

Mm...

Détente.

I'll keep what I have quiet if you end the dirty politics.

Let's let the voters decide.

Fine.

Agreed.

You have my dad to thank for this offer.

He reminded me that peace was an option here.

You know, almonds are in the Book of Jeremiah.

Hmm?

Their trees are the first to bloom,

the last to bear fruit.

God's promise he'll keep his word.

Here's my promise to you.

Come near my family again...

I will end you.

♪ ♪

- (siren wailing) - DANNY: How the hell did Cain's Disciples

know that, A, we had the kid

and, B, we were bringing him here?

Check this out. I dug into the self-storage business

that the bikers were using for their meth lab.

It's owned by a shell corporation in the Caymans.

Pretty sophisticated for a bunch of lunkheads.

LENA: This gets weirder.

I just dug into the bank records.

Two months ago,

a health insurance company made a payment

to the self-storage business accidentally.

It was immediately flagged and returned.

- Where was it returned to? - Let's see.

Eastborough Community Health.

- Jackie's clinic? - The doc who helped Viltz?

She's involved in this?

LENA: So, the accounting error was a slip

between her two businesses-- one legal, one criminal.

She's the one who tipped off Cain's Disciples.

- And I trusted her. - She had us all fooled, Chief.

Yeah, but you were almost killed.

- This is all my fault. - LENA: No, it's not on you.

It's on the criminal in our sights.

Let's just work together to take her down.

How does that sound... Chris?

DANNY: We have visitors.

BRIAN: I heard you caught the guy

who tried to kill me.

Wish I could've been there, but...

nice work, and thank you.

I'm sorry, this is DEA

Supervisory Special Agent Tony Rushton.

I know you all by reputation. Nice to finally meet.

Nice to meet you.

What's a Fed doing in our house?

TONY: First of all, congratulations

on all the arrests.

And the meth lab raid, that was good work.

Dr. Blaylock has been on the DEA radar

for some time now.

That's information that we, uh,

really could've used this morning.

Sorry, it was need-to-know.

"Need-to-know." Okay. Get ready.

- Here it comes. - TONY: We'll be taking

- the case from here. - And there it is.

Jurisdictional bogarting at its finest,

- courtesy of the Feds. - Let's discuss this handover

in my office.

BRIAN: Superintendent.

A word?

I need to make something official.

I'm accepting the offer to join the DEA.

It's been the honor of my life to serve the people of Boston,

but clearly, I would be of better use elsewhere.

(exhales)

Good luck, Rodgers.

BRIAN: Working in the same department

was the worst thing for us,

especially with your sister in charge.

And you think moving to D.C. is the solution?

It's just for the Academy.

After graduation,

I'll be assigned to the Boston field office.

This is a good thing, Lee, I just...

I need someplace new.

(Lena sighs)

Wherever you go, your trauma's gonna follow.

Back on that again, huh?

I'm fighting for us.

I'm trying to make this work. What are you doing?

Being honest with you. That's what I'm doing.

Because you're in denial.

We have been through so much together, side by side.

It breaks my heart to see you in denial.

And the deeper you disappear into yourself,

the further away from me you get.

I can't do it anymore. I can't keep following you

down this path.

You need help.

I want to walk with you while you get it,

but you got to make that choice, Brian.

Sounds like you're making the choice for both of us.

I am fine.

♪ ♪

I'll always be here for you, Brian.

So, is this, uh...

Goodbye.

Hopefully not forever.

Yeah.

LENA: It was a tough week.

Because of him?

- Brian? Yeah... - No, your father.

I know you spent a lot of time with him.

How did it go?

Well, I didn't know what to expect

when I went looking for him.

But, uh...

...I'm glad I did.

♪ ♪

Lena, I know you once asked me if I ever considered

what keeping your father a secret would cost you.

I did consider it.

I thought about it a lot, I agonized over it.

I really-- I really thought it was the best thing.

Right, yes. Um...

I have heard that before, Mom.

Yes, but what you haven't heard...

...is I'm sorry.

I really-- I thought I was protecting you.

And what happened was that I hurt you.

I never meant to hurt you.

- Can you forgive me? - I do forgive you, I do.

- (grunts softly) - (sniffling)

My beautiful girl.

♪ ♪

BAEZ: Elena fall back to sleep?

(exhales): Yeah, yeah.

Getting to be a pretty good stepdad, you know.

(laughs softly)

And I've been kind of worried sick

since her "grandma" showed up.

She checked out. She is Elena's grandmother.

Detectives at the 8-5 confirmed.

She babysits her neighbor's kids,

she volunteers at Saint Brigid.

She seems like a good person.

♪ ♪

Our lives aren't determined by how they start,

and she deserves to know where she came from.

I think we should let Elena meet her grandmother.

I think you're right.

As usual.

- (laughter and chatter) - (soft music playing)

Mae, thank you for letting Elena crash upstairs.

Anytime. This house was made

for the pitter-patter of little feet.

Yeah, well, if one of your children

would just give you a grandchild,

- you'd hear pitter-pattering all the time. - (overlapping chatter)

- Got to get married first. - PHOEBE: Well, when Sarah

marries my dad, you'll get me.

- SARAH: I can't wait. - How was your week, son?

Oh, we had a collar where the...

right guy didn't end up behind bars.

Oh, sounds like the old Reagan standard.

- Funny. - Sean did make sure

- that justice was served. - DANNY: Good.

- In a karma sort of way. - Well, cops find

all different ways to get the job done.

I'm sure you came up with a good one.

Can't wait to hear all about it.

♪ My house is your home... ♪

MAE: Time for blessings.

♪ My house ♪

♪ Is your home ♪

♪ Remember ♪

♪ My house is your home ♪

♪ Remember ♪

♪ When you're in trouble... ♪

ALL: Baruch atah Adonai,

Eloheinu melech ha-olam,

asher kid'shanu b'mitzvotav

vitzivanu l'hadlik neir shel Shabbat.

♪ La, la, la ♪

♪ My house is your home. ♪

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KIDS: The Brandons.