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Pay later.

Pay now.

Pay later.

Pay later.

Pay later.

"Last notice."

Hey, Dad?

Hmm?
When you're solving
quadratic equations,

is it factoring
or completing the square

that only works
when the solution's rational?

I was with you
up till "solving."

Are we gonna lose the bar?

We'll be fine.

Well, I wish there was something
I could do to help.

I could pay you less.

:
I already work for free.

How about you pay me?

The exterminators still here?

I need to talk to them.

Yeah, they're in the back.

Ugh!

Hey, what are you guys doing?

It's a miracle.

What are you talking about?

The statue.

She's crying.

GIRL:
Please...

please back up.

I-I need you to stop
pushing each other.

I-I know you've been waiting
around a really long time.

I promise we'll get to everyone.

I-I know it's
getting late.

Just be patient, all of you,

and we'll get to you all.

Thank you. Oh.

Thanks. Uh, go ahead.

Excuse me.

Honey,

I can't believe
I slept that long.

I only meant to put
my head down for a minute.

Why didn't you wake me up?

Well, you needed the rest.

Okay. Well, we need
to close the bar.

Hey, I'm sorry, everybody.

Listen, I got to close up now.

Ken, some of these people
been waiting over two hours.

Oh, I understand.

I thank you for
your patience,

everybody, I really do,
but special circumstances

dictate that I close.

Thank you. Could you please
make in orderly fashion

your way to the door?

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

Dad,

we need the money.

We can't do this anymore.

Look, I want you to go
upstairs, lock the door,

get ready for bed, okay?

I'll be up later.

Go.

MARTIN:
Okay, boss, we're looking

for Ken Gilroy-- 40,
owner of Gilroy's
Bar and No Grill.

Also missing is the weeping
statue of St. Theresa

that made this place famous
the past few weeks.

Remember that little bodega
in Queens last year

had the Jesus empanada?

But the empanada
didn't have the tears.

Yeah, at least you could eat it.

Oh, uh, Gilroy's
15-year-old daughter, Addy,

she's the one
who called it in.

Uh, mother is deceased.

NYPD notified CPS.

I just told them to
meet us at headquarters.

Also, the back door
shows evidence

of pry marks.
The register's empty,

so it looks like a
burglary gone wrong.

Statue's also missing.

Maybe somebody wanted their
own little miracle maker.

There's a lot
of desperate people

out there, man.
Yes, there are.

You know, the first thing
to go are the eyes.

I would revise that
and say that

the first thing to go
are the observational skills.

There is a, uh,

bullet lodged there.

You want to use these?

Hi.
Hi.

Uh...

Oh...

Thanks for meeting me.
Sure.

I'm on my way...
I mean, I've got to,

you know, get
to work, but, uh...

Right.
no problem.

Look, I'm sorry for just showing
up at your apartment.

I was afraid
if I called,

you'd tell me
not to come.

Yeah, why did you come?

I wanted to see my son.

You signed the papers, Brian.

I made a mistake.

Right.

I thought I was okay
with giving up my rights.

But I'm his dad.

And just because we're not
together doesn't mean

that he isn't going
to need me in his life.

I'm sorry, I...

I know this is
a lot to handle.

Look...

The truth is, I think...

You know, I think I knew
this conversation

was going to happen,
I just, um...

I didn't expect it to happen
quite this soon.

So the guy who answered
the door of your apartment's

a little too scary
to be the babysitter.

I'm assuming
he's your boyfriend?

I'm going to need some time
to figure this out.

You know?

What I can tell you is, um,

whatever decision
I make, I...

I think it has to be final...

for all of us.

Right?

I understand.

Well...

Give Finn a kiss for me.

Sure.

Bye.
Bye.

Hi. I'm Special Agent Malone
with the FBI.

I'm, uh, here to assist
in, uh, finding your father.

And I was just wondering if you
could answer a few questions?

Uh, sure.

It's, uh, just some
hot chocolate.

So...

The last time you saw your
father was last night?

Yeah. I mean, I thought
he'd be back soon.

He didn't even

take his cell.
But then in the morning,

he wasn't there.

And I saw the statue was gone.

Do you think something
happened to him

because of the statue?

That's what we're
trying to determine.

Uh, how long has
he owned the statue?

As long as I can remember.

My mom gave it to him.

And then after she died,

he brought it to the bar.
When did you

notice that the statue
was, uh... crying?

A couple weeks ago.

When people heard about it,

the bar got crazy.
And I understand

that you were charging

to put prayers in the box?

I mean, my dad said
that since it helped people,

we could ask for donations.

Anybody object to that?

Why?

We recovered a bullet

from the bar.

Is there something
you want to tell me?

It was... it was
a couple days ago.

We'd just closed up,

and I forgot
to lock the back door.

:
That's a lot of money.

You know, it almost
broke my leg.

Don't worry, I'll
buy you a new one.

We're doing pretty good, huh?

Well, if people keep
coming in like this,

it's going to be okay.

And it's all thanks
to St. Theresa.

I don't know why
this is happening,

but I appreciate it.

Nobody move!

Get behind me.

Come on!

Where's the money?

We're closed up.

That doesn't
answer my question!

Where's the safe?!

Just go.

Just go.
We won't call the cops.

What are you doing, man?
Back up.

Hey, no matter
how bad things are,

this is not the answer.

Don't make me shoot you!

Dad, stop!

You don't want
to do this to us.

D-Don't be stupid, man!

It's just money.

And the statue saved his life.

My dad said it was a miracle.

Why didn't
he call the police?

He said that if people heard
about a robbery,

they'd be too scared
to come see the statue.

And we really
needed the money.

Look, there's really no way
for me to say this

without sounding
like a jerk, so...

Is there any possibility that
your father could've faked

the statue?

He wouldn't do that.

Is that what you think?

You know, it doesn't really
matter what, uh,

doesn't really
matter what I think.

Could you just excuse me

for a minute?

Audrey Salke, CPS.

Jack Malone.
Firm grip.

I hate it when I
get the dead fish.

Glad I passed the test.

With flying colors.
Is she ready?

I was kind of hoping that she
didn't have to go into

the system right away.
The paperwork's already moving.
And there's no one else

to take her.
There's a lot of questions
that we need to ask her.

I was kind of hoping
she could stay here.

Come on.

It's not a bad thing
for the FBI to owe you one.

How long do you want?

How long can I get?

Logan Group Home
locks its doors at 6:00.

Thank you.

The bullet from the bar
was too mangled to I.D.

NYPD is looking for robberies
with similar M.O.s.

You know,
I don't get it.

I mean, how can people
believe that this whole

crying statue
thing's real?

You know, Danny,

that's why it's called
a leap of faith.

It involves trust.

People went to the statue
because it gave them hope.

All right, well,
if I'm a believer

and somebody scams me, I'm doing
something about it for sure.

Yeah, well, maybe
someone did.

I mean, some of these sound
really desperate.

Listen to this one.

"Please don't let my Tony
join the Latin Kings."

That life took his brother.

I don't think I could survive
burying another of my children.

MAN:
Please...

give me the strength
not to drink anymore.

I know it's my last chance.

Make him propose.

Nobody could love him
as much as I do.

Some jumper cables.

Or a new car.

You know, I mean,
whatever you, uh,

whatever you think is best.

I don't do drugs.

You know...

MAN #2:
My wife,
she's been sick a long,

long time.

Please take her
so she doesn't suffer.

And tell her not to be afraid.

And then there's
the less-charitable.

"Get rid

of the statue or I
will burn this bar
to the ground."

God does that?

Not since the Old Testament.

Let me take it to
the lab for prints.

I called you,
like, five times.

Oh, yeah.

I-I got, uh, I was...

We need to talk.

Okay.

Brian wants to be a part
of Finn's life again.

And?

And I'm gonna have to figure out
what to do.

Don't look at me like that,
okay?

I already know what you think.

You don't know what I think.

And it doesn't matter
what I think.

It matters what you think.

I don't know what I think.

See, that's the answer
I don't want to hear.
Well, then don't ask me...

Excuse me. Am I
interrupting something?

Yes!
No!

I'll talk to you later.

Sorry.

Your timing sucks.

Just looking
for a missing person.

Yeah, well, give me a call
if you find 'em.

I'm about to interview
a Luis Ochoa.

He broke into
the bar last week.

Apparently, Ken caught him
halfway out the door

with St. Theresa
in his hands.

Why wasn't this
in the initial report?

Ken wouldn't press
charges.

He said the guy
worked for him.

It was all a big
misunderstanding.
He's a liar.

You're good at this.
Mm-hmm.

Hello, Luis.

I didn't do anything wrong.

Ever? That's
very impressive.

So breaking into a bar,
that's not wrong?

How about killing

the bar's owner?
Is that wrong?

Somebody killed Ken?

Very convincing.
You know, the eyes,

they're good,
but the mouth,

we're gonna have to work
on the mouth, Luis.

I did break in
to get the statue,

but I didn't hurt Ken.

When I told him about my son,
he promised to help me.

KEN:
You said your son
had a fever.

He's a lot sicker than that.

He can barely breathe.

St. Theresa will cure Jaime.

It's a statue.
You need to take him

to a hospital.

I can't.
We're not legal.

Then I'll take him.
No!

Look, we gotta do something.

He could die.

You were given the miracle
of St. Theresa for a reason.

I believe it was
to save my son.

Jaime! Jaime!

Jaime, Jaime...

Despiertate.

Por favor,
despieartate.

Despieartate ahora.

Come on.

God! Luis, do you have a car?
Jamie! Jamie!

Jaime!
Ay! Ay! Yes, yes!

And then all of sudden
your son just got better?

She saved his life.

She...

He said a lady's voice
told him to wake up.

Okay, Luis, and that night,
that's the last time

that you saw Ken, right?

Yes.

If he's out there
with St. Theresa,

he's doing good
for people.

Luis, this is the address
of a free clinic...

Just in case your son
needs another miracle.

Hey.
We got security video
from a loading dock
near the bar

the night of the
attempted robbery.
Okay.

Can we get an
angle on that...

on that license plate
right there?

Let's see.

There.

I'll run it
through DMV.

Okay.

Oh, come on, Jason,
take off the mask.

Whoa, whoa, freeze it.
Blow it up.

I've got an I.D.
linked to the plate.

Wow. What are
the odds

the Gilroys are having
a family reunion this week?

Addy, this is the man

who tried to rob
your father's bar.

His name is John Gilroy.

Do you know him?

Uh, yeah, they're brothers.

Were you aware of any problems
between the two of them?

Uh... uh, I don't know.

Addy, I know
this is difficult,

but if you know
something,

you're not protecting anyone
by keeping it to yourself.

Ken isn't my father.

John is.

So, if John is your father,

why are you living
with your uncle?

My father was a drug addict.

Ken... he's raised me
since I was ten.

He loves me
and takes care of me.

Okay.

Where's your biological mom?

I...

Uh, I don't know.

I never met her.

Okay.

And when was the last
time you saw John?

Uh, five years ago.

He would drop me off
at the bar

when he
was using again.

Ken tried to keep it from me,
but it was hard not to see.

All right.

Where's the olive?

Oh, incorrect.

One more shot.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Must be...

Where is it?

Wait a second.

Oh.

There it is.

You want it?

Not if it's been in my ear.

JOHN:
What?

No hello?

Addy, go upstairs, okay?

You're late.

I'm not
a punctual guy.

KEN:
You're three
days late.

Hey...

I am parched.

What's your problem?
Oh, my problem?

Have you ever stopped
for one minute

to think about what you're doing

to your daughter?
Oh, geez.

No, I'm not letting you put
her through it anymore.

JOHN:
Who are you
to tell me

what to do?

I'm her father.

That's not her fault.

Do the right thing.

Stay out of her life.

You can wipe that look
off your face,

'cause it's only
a temporary loan.

Whatever you need
to tell yourself.

At first, he'd call to say hi,

but really, he just wanted
to ask Ken for money.

And then, after a while,
he just stopped calling.

You know, some people are not
really equipped to be parents.

They do the best they can.

Yeah.

Ken always said that my dad
showed he loved me

when he gave me away.

Um,

do you know where John might be?

Well, when I lived with him,
we had an apartment

in Howard Beach
somewhere.

ELENA:
Hola.

Hey.

Hi.

So, how did your
talk with Brian go?

Oh, uh...

He wants to be a part
of Finn's life.

Understandable.

I have enough
moving pieces already, right?

I need another man
like I need a hole in my head.

I... I know.

You don't have to say it.

It's not about what I need.

It's about what my son needs.

You are absolutely right.

I'm glad I didn't have
to say it.

Jack's never gonna be able
to handle this, Elena.

Listen, if he can't,

that's something
that you need to find out.

Right.

All right.

DANNY:
You know, John's rap sheet

doesn't exactly
scream killer.

I mean, he's got a lot
of busts for possession,

in and out of rehab,
but that's it.

Well, Ken's brother is
not his only problem.

I've been going through
his financials.

Now, the bank shows
$40,000 a month

in cash deposits
coming into the bar

that aren't showing
up in his books.

Huh... any idea
where it's coming from?

Not yet, but,
you know, a bar

is a cash business--
perfect for money laundering.

ELENA:
Okay, the prints from the
"Burn this bar down" note

belong to this guy over here.

Tommy Nichols.

Okay, his hobbies are
extortion and loan-sharking.

You got to love it.

Ken asks for a miracle.

Instead, he gets
a drug addict brother and this.

MARTIN:
Look familiar?

VIVIAN:
It's got your prints
all over it, Tommy.

And people saw you going
into the bar

the night Ken was last seen.

Hell, yeah,

I went in there.

Charging people money
to see a miracle wasn't right.

Jesus himself kicked
the moneylenders

out of the temple.

Sometimes, you just got
to ask yourself,

"What would Jesus do?"

Yeah, well, we're
asking ourselves,

"What did Tommy do?"

Tommy didn't do nothing.

MARTIN:
Let's see here...

40 grand in
cash deposits

showed up in Ken's account
the first of every month.

At the end of the month,
that cash was used

to buy cases of
scotch from a company

that you owned.
Now, that's what?

That's 150 cases

per week, and it's clear
from the bar's inventory

that they weren't
all delivered,

so that's what I'd call
money laundering.

Well, seeing as how it
was his bar,

that would be on Ken,
now, wouldn't it?

MARTIN:
Yeah, but
the murder charge

for killing him
when he wanted to stop,

that would be on you.

Whoa, hold on.

I didn't do that.

Then, what did you do?

TOMMY:
Okay.

Yeah, maybe I was unhappy
about the statue,

but it didn't go the way
you think it did.

This lovely piece of plaster
attracts attention.

Attention which could bring
the State Liquor Authority

and the IRS around,
two organizations

which will not exactly shine
the light of forgiveness

on either one
of us.
All right, I get it.

You'll never see her
in the bar again.
Right.

Because I'm taking her.

Why? You don't believe in any

of this stuff.
Untrue.

I have a firm belief
that I can sell Her Holiness

for some serious coin.

All right, look,
we can get rid of her,

but at least let me take her
to some people she can help.

Holy crap.

You actually believe
this thing is magic.

Please make me
the next Mr. Pam Anderson.

Hey, that's not
the way it works.

She gives you opportunities
to change your life,

a chance to make things right.

I'm deeply moved.

But I got to take a leak.

When I get back,
I want her wrapped up to go.

We're closed!

We're closed!

You will not
be forgiven!

Give me the statue.

KEN:
Okay, it's right there.
Just take it and leave.

MAN:
You think that
I'll let you off...

So, that's what
you're going with, Tommy?

A priest with a razor?

That's the truth.

MARTIN:
You're telling me that you

turned your back
on a potential homicide.

Who am I to interfere
with God's plans?

MARTIN:
Yeah.

I'll send it over now.

Thanks for the help.

Here's a sketch
of Father Slasher.

Great.

with their counsel
before they talk with us.

Okay, give them an hour,
call them back.

Tell them if
they don't cooperate,

we're gonna release
the story to the Post.

Nice. Playing
hardball.

Jack, come here.

I think I have a lead
on Ken's brother.

Three years ago,
Ken wrote a check for $700

to a transient hotel
in Howard Beach.

I love transient
hotels.

They put toe tags on the
pillows instead of chocolates.

What are the chances that his
brother's still living there?

Zero. But there might
be somebody down there

that remembers
where he went.

All right.

Agent Malone?

Hi.

I was just about
to call you.

Uh, we're making
tremendous progress.

Good to hear.

Is, uh, Addy ready to go?

Well, she's been really helpful
in the investigation.

It'd be great if she could
stay a little longer.

CPS has rules, and I'm not
gonna let the FBI break them.

Even if she has to stay
in an institution?

I am not in love with the idea,
but what's our option?

She can't sleep here.

I do.

Do you want to tell her
or should I?

D

No.

Not yet.

How you doing?

None of this would have
happened without me.

What do you mean?

I was cleaning.

I'm supposed to dust
under the bottles once a week.

But I wasn't paying attention.

And I-I dried it off,

but right away,
it started crying.

So I hid it
in the back.

I mean, I thought
after a few days,

it would dry out.

But then those guys

found it, and everyone
started coming to see it.

And-And my dad
was so happy,

I just, I couldn't bring
myself to tell him.

Did you keep
putting water on it?

No. I never
touched it again.

And it kept weeping.

Yeah.

I should have told him.

I don't really think

that would have made
any difference.

Ah.

Uh, Ms. Salke is here
to take you somewhere

where you can sleep tonight.

I'd rather stay here.

Uh... you know,
I-I get that, but, um,

I really can't help you there.

Come on.

Listen...
here's my business card.

Give that to the person in
charge of where you're going.

Tell them to give me a
call when you get there.

Okay, thanks.
Okay?

In the meantime, we'll
keep looking for Ken

until we figure
out where he is.

I really don't like
calling him Ken.

We'll keep looking for your
father until we find him.

Thank you.

Okay.

So, is Addy Gilroy

off to Logan?
Yes.

Well, it's the best of
our city's facilities.

That's like saying
the Hudson's the cleanest

of our polluted rivers.

The archdiocese
called.

The priest is not
a real priest,

but they know
who he is.

What's his angle?

Well, he's
been in and out

of mental institutions
in the last ten years,

kicked out of two seminaries,
and last year he assaulted

one of the archbishop's staff.

He's waiting for me
in Interrogation One.

Great.

If he starts speaking
in tongues...

I'll let you know.

Father Shepard.

How are you doing today?

Fine.
Good.

So, do you know why
we brought you in?

I suspect it's due to my faith.

It isn't the first time

I've experienced
religious persecution.

It's not easy being
a true believer.

What would you know
about that?

I know that for those who
have felt God's touch,

that they don't always fit

into the establishment's
belief system.

That is painfully true.

Hmm.

I know, too,
that if you held a razor

to a bar
owner's throat,

that there has to be
another side to that story.

So... what did you do
to Ken Gilroy?

I saved him.

From what?

From godlessness.

You will not
be forgiven.

Give me the statue.
Okay, okay, fine.

It's right there.

Just take it and leave.

You think that I'll
let you off that easy?

After you sold your gift
like a cheap whore?

Oh, please don't kill me.

My daughter depends on me.

I was just trying
to pay the bills.

I'm sorry.
God bestowed you with a sign
of his grace, and you chose

to profit from it,

from fools who pray
for their worthless things.

True miracles are
not of the flesh.

They are of the soul.

I... I know.

It spoke to me.

Who spoke to you?

I don't know who it was--

God or the statue,
I'm not sure--

but it did tell me

what I need to do
to fix my life.

He speaks to me, too.

Then you understand
what I need to do.

When I saw a man
who had experienced

a true miracle himself,
I knew my work there was done.

And after all that,
you just let him walk away?

Forgiveness is a virtue.

Well, we're going to have
to check out your apartment,

Father Shepard.

I do hope
you're telling me the truth.

He's fine.

St. Theresa told me so.

Good.

Then we can stop worrying.

So we found the statue
in the priest's apartment.

Fantastic.

If we were the Department
of Missing Statues,

we could go home.

We also followed up on the
checks to the transient hotel.

The brother doesn't
live there anymore,

but the manager remembered
his girlfriend's name.

She still in the area?

We have a probable.

Martin's tracking her down.

Hmm.

Listen...
Look,

Jack.
I'll...

Just let me talk for a sec.

Look... you go first.

The thing about Brian and I...

Okay, I'm gonna go first.

I don't want you to let
this guy back in your life,

but that's not my
decision to make.

No, it's not.
You know, if I hadn't
done a background check

on him-- which I had
no right to do...

...he would probably
be in our lives anyway.

Yes, that's true.

So I realize

that, you know...

...you have to do
what you have to do

to take care of yourself
and Shorty, you know,

the little
guy, and...

my job is to support you.

Who are you and what have
you done with Jack Malone?

Well, my initial instinct
was to plant four ounces

of black tar heroin in
his car and call the DEA.

I really want this to work out.

Yeah, so do I.

Okay.

I don't know where Ken is.

What about
your boyfriend,

you know, the goalie
for the Rangers?

I don't want to
get in trouble.

Then I'd go with the truth.

They both were here.

When?
This morning.

I figured it was brother-to-
brother business, so I stayed

out of it.

JOHN:
I don't know
what I was thinking.

I just-- I owed this guy money
and I thought, "What the heck?

I could use a miracle, too."

You pulled the trigger.

I don't understand how
you could pull the trigger.
I didn't.

The piece just went
off in my hand.

The guy I bought it
from said it was solid.

Addy was right there.

What if you'd hurt her?

What did she say?

Nothing.

I didn't tell her it was you.

You didn't?

No.

When I was holding that
gun and I saw her face...

She's just so grown
up now, you know.

I thought, the true
frigging miracle is

that I'm standing
here wearing

this ridiculous mask

so that she can't see
what a dumb ass I am.

Look, Johnny,
we got to stop this.

I know.

I promise I won't
bother you no more.

Not for me.

It's for Addy.

She needs to know
her father again someday.

I don't want the next time
she sees you to be

on a slab at the morgue.

So what do we do?

They both got
into John's car,

and I haven't seen
either of them since.

You have any cats in
that place of yours?

No. Why?

Oh, you know, sometimes they
rile up the drug-sniffing dogs.

Okay.

Okay. John
was supposed

to carry some prescription meds
across the Canadian border

for this
black-market pharmacist.

He got to the crossing
and he saw one of those, um...

Mountie cops checking cars,

so he dumps the pills
in the woods.

How much are they worth?

$10,000.

The pharmacist sent
a nasty-looking guy

over to tell John
that he better pay up soon

or something bad
was gonna happen.

I'll need the address
of the pharmacist.

FBI. Get your hands up!

I got one.

Where's Ken?

I don't know.

I thought he'd be back by now.

Okay, John.

Your friendly pharmacist

has has already lawyered up
with a high-priced firm.

There's no way
you're gonna be able

to compete with that,
so why don't you just

cut the crap and tell
me where your brother is?

He's in Canada.

He's in Canada.

Oh, that's great.

So, generally, anywhere
above the 49th parallel?

Just outside
the Lockport crossing.

That's better.

It never should have
gone down like this.

That's all I got.

$4,000, but I'll
get the rest.

I'm not running a bank.

Then I'll sign over my bar.

I already have a business,
one that he's made

a lot less
profitable.

I already told you,
I'd go get it.

I don't trust you.

I'm not
really sure

why I ever trusted you.

Then I'll go.

PHARMACIST:
Fine.

But if my supply
is not back here

by tomorrow morning,

I'll have to inform my cousin,

and then you'll be
a lot less helpful.

I believe he's already
introduced himself.

I'm not gonna
let you do this.

Addy needs you.

I-If something were to happen,
she'd have nobody.

All right, listen to me.

There was a prayer box, I put
it next to the Theresa statue.

I come down to the bar one
day to collect those prayers

and I find one
with Addy's handwriting.

You know what
it said?

She prayed that you were safe,

and you had somebody
who loves you,

and that one day...

you'd come back
and see her again.

Yeah.

You gotta have faith.

This will work out.

I told him where to go

and he left.

And how long ago was this?

Nine hours.

He was supposed to call

as soon as he got back
across the border.

Okay. Listen.

I need to know where
you dropped the drugs,

what kind of container
they were in, everything.

All right?

Okay, you ready? The license
plate is New York State

Victor, Ocean, Frank,
seven, six, Union, one.

Thanks.

Yeah. I'm gonna fax you
his picture right now.

Thank you.

RCMP's on the lookout.

They have the best hats.

We've notified all New
York state authorities,

just in case he had an
accident along the way.

We got a call coming in
on Addy's cell phone.

Unknown caller.
Area code 905.

905's Ontario.

Okay. Let me take this.

Ken? Don't hang up.

Where's Addy?

She's not here.

Who are you?

Special Agent Jack Malone
with the FBI.

How do I know
you are who you say you are?

Because your niece
contacted us

when you and St. Theresa
went missing.

Is she okay?

Yeah, she's fine.

We placed her with, uh,
Social Services while we were

looking for you.

Now I want you to listen
to me carefully.

Do not cross the border
with those pharmaceuticals.

I was just trying
to help my brother.

He's fine. He's okay.

We have the pharmacist
in custody.

Now we're just trying
to get you back. Are you okay?

I don't know.

I think I'm losing my mind.

Yeah, you and me both.
What's going on?

Well, the night
my brother tried to rob me, uh,

I was a little freaked out,
so I had some drinks.

That's when everything went
a little Twilight Zone.

I blame you.

First you brought nothing
but good--

money, the crowds.

Then it all goes south.

Then my own brother's

shoving a gun in my face.

I should just call the cops.

It's the right thing to do.

What did you say?

What do you mean?

"The right thing for her"?

I heard a voice in my head.

It was clear as day.

Yeah, I think
I've heard that voice.

Uh, might I suggest

that it's the alcohol speaking?

Well, maybe.

But St. Theresa was right.

If St. Theresa could come to
the phone right now, she would

tell you
to put down the drugs

and head straight for the border
as fast as you can.

Do I sound like a lunatic?

Yes,

but I've dealt with worse.

Look, when you get
to the border,

contact the Royal Canadian

Mounted Police.
Tell them to contact us,

and we'll come and pick you up.
Okay.

Okay. Great.

Jack Malone...

...miracle worker.

Amen.

You know, we could
sit in my office.

I have... I have
comfortable chairs in there.

I know, but then
I can't see the elevator.

Yeah, I know,
but, you know,

I-I can have
someone call us

and tell us when
they're here.

I'm fine.

Agent Malone?

Mm

Do you think
the statue's real?

I don't think it
really matters.

You know, people got what
they could out of it,

and some of them even got
what they thought they needed.

You must be the guy
with the phone.

You must be the guy
with the statue.

Thank you.

It was nothing.

ELENA:
Jack?

What?

Just your-your face.

What about it?

Nothing.

Go home.

Bother your boyfriend.

Peekaboo! Peekaboo!
Peekaboo!

Ding! Ooh.

(knocking on door,
Samantha gasps)

:
Oh. Who is that?

Who is that?
Should we go see?

Come on.

Oh, up. Here it is.

Come on. Up with the baby.
Up with the baby.

Hurry. Hurry. Hurry.
Hurry. Hurry.

Oh.

Hi.

Hey.

BRIAN:
Hey. Hi.

Yeah. Oh.

Hello.

Come on in.

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