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So you'll get a ride home
from your buddy after school?

Probably gonna end up
taking the bus.

Mr. Brentmiller wants to meet
with me about something.

Why? What'd you
do wrong now?

Nothing.
- You must have done something wrong.

You got called down to
the principal's office.

It's for some dumb essay
Mom made me write last spring.

- Put bad words in it?
- No.

- Did you write something dirty?
- No. God.

Well, what'd you do
wrong in the essay?

You got called down
to the office about it.

I actually won.

Well, that's great.

- No, it's not.
- Why not?

Because now,
Mr. Brentmiller wants me

to go to some ceremony,
and I just don't want to go.

Well, that's your choice,

but not for nothing,
if it was up to me...

Yeah, I'm actually
gonna pass.

Okay. Don't go.

$220,000.

Well, their position is,
we got off cheap.

Though our detective
did nothing wrong.

- Which makes this highway robbery.
- I'm not sure

that crime's
on the books anymore.

You check?

- 'Cause it ought to be... or extortion.
- I'll check.

Look, this was due process,
okay?

The corporation counsel's

office claims the CCRB

found enough evidence
of excessive force

to justify a settlement.

The mutt claims he was thrown
down the stairs,

when in fact, he was
being chased for selling drugs

and fell down those stairs.

CCRB didn't see it that way.

They chose not to.

I'm not privy to that process.

I know of no actual policy

to roll over
on this kind of lawsuit.

Not actual, more like unspoken.

They're scared
of big dollar judgments

and the bad press
that comes with them.

They'd rather just fold
at lower numbers.

Who they're folding
on? Our cops.

Sid, maybe just once,
you could take off

those blue colored glasses.

Ah, come on, Garrett,
Sid's right.

It looks like we're paying off
these perps

to avoid a hearing
in open court.

- Thank you.
- And factoring lawsuits

into split-second decisions
doesn't make for safer cops.

So what do you want to do?

Not that I'm sure there's
anything you can do.

- Push back.
- On who? The mayor?

Oh, somehow I don't think

the mayor's engaged
on this issue.

How do you know?

I just know.

Then who?

Kelly Peterson.

What do we got?

This is Mrs. Cardinelli.

Says her neighbors' 13-year-old
daughter's gone missing.

Her name is Emily Bennett.

I look in on her when
her parents are at work.

You have a key to
the Bennett's apartment, ma'am?

Yes.

Diane and Ryan leave
for work at around 8:00.

When I looked in on Emily at
around 10:00, she wasn't here.

She's 13 years old-- how come
she's not in school today?

She just had surgery.

What kind of surgery?

A heart transplant.

- Oh.
- Mr. and Mrs. Bennett?

We left as soon as we got
Norma's call. Thank you.

Would you wait outside with
the officer, please, ma'am?

Emily had congestive
heart failure.

She received a donor heart
ten days ago.

Is it possible she just
went for a walk or something?

She's not strong enough
for that yet.

Shouldn't she be
in the hospital?

In a sane world, yes.

E-Emily's on a strict regimen
of medication and bed rest.

Unfortunately,
our insurance

won't cover that,
or a rehab hospital,

but the doctors
said it was okay

if she recovered here,
so long as she stays

on her anti-rejection meds.

All right. Uh, don't touch
anything, sir, please.

She didn't take her pills
this morning.

And she didn't take any pills
with her.

Oh, my God.

What happens if she doesn't
take her pills?

Once Emily's off her meds,

her body will start rejecting
the donor heart.

After 72 hours,

the rejection
becomes irreversible.

And sh-she could die.

- It's okay. No, she's gonna be okay.
- No, no, no, no.

- She's gonna be okay.
- No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.
She's gonna be okay.

It's okay. It's okay.
No, no.

You're gonna be okay.

I'm just saying,
it's kind of boring.

Baseball is boring?
Seriously?

Yeah. The games are,
like, nine hours long,

and nothing
actually happens.

Baseball's a metaphor
for life, Eddie.

Yeah, and I'm not gonna
spend mine watching a bunch

of grown men in pajamas
coming up with new

and exciting ways to scratch their...

- Hey! Hey!
- Whoa. Hey!

There's a car seat
in that car, Jamie.

Was there a kid in it?!

I don't know.

I'm not sure.

Police! Don't move! Don't move!
Let me see your hands!

- Let me see your hands!
- Put your hands where I can see 'em!

Don't move!

Put your hands where
I can see 'em! Don't move.

There's no kid, Jamie,
there's no kid.

What?

There's no kid.

Hey, there's a gun on the seat.
Get his gun.

I got it. I got it.

Get back! Everybody stay back!

- Are you okay? You okay?
- My-my...

My son.
My s-son. My...

All right.
Stay put. Stay put.

Eddie!

Put your phone down.

Put your phone down.
Everyone, back up!

Hey. Hey, hey, bud.
You okay? You okay in there?

Okay. Eddie.
Central, 12-David,

I need a bus to this location.

Motor vehicle accident.

I got one adult
semi-conscious,

and a youth approximately
seven years of age

unconscious at this time.

Put a rush on it.

♪ Blue Bloods 8x19 ♪
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What did the doctor say?

Too early to tell-- they're
calling in a neurosurgeon.

This is not good.

Andrew!

Andrew?

Where's my son?

They're taking him
into surgery.

Is-is he gonna be okay?

This is one of the best
trauma hospitals in the city.

This isn't your fault,
Mr. Price.

You're right.

It's your fault.

If you hadn't
been chasing

that guy, he never would have
plowed into us.

We never meant for anything
like this to happen.

But it did happen!

He's right.

This is on us.

Eddie, this was
an accident.

The department has a policy
against high-speed chases

for exactly this reason.

Hey. Given the same
circumstances,

would you have done
anything different?

No.

Me neither.

Then why do I feel like
we screwed up?

Hello, Frank.

Thanks for coming, Kelly.

Sorry I'm late.

Oh, you remembered.

Yes.

Can't you do anything
about that midtown traffic?

Well, I believe that
congestion pricing

falls in your purview
more than mine.

Well, the signs say
a $150 fine

and two points
on your license

for blocking
the intersection,

but how many of those tickets
do you actually give out?

Clearly, not enough.

Let's talk about
the settlements.

So, the mayor
kicked this over

to the corporation counsel.

Yes, this particular buck
stops with me.

Our law department
has to weigh payout

versus potential exposure
on a case-by-case basis.

I appreciate that.

And I appreciate
that our policy

of settling lawsuits
against the NYPD is...

irritating to you.

Irritating doesn't
begin to describe it.

Pick your own adjective.

Infuriating,
confounding, asinine.

My cops are not perfect.

When they screw up,
people get hurt,

and the victims are
entitled to compensation.

Yes, they are.

But handing out big money

just to make the
matter go away...

It doesn't go away.

It gets resolved the way
most disputes do.

Nobody gets
everything they want.

Some perps do.
It's free money.

Well, it's nickels
on the dollar.

They're still
free nickels.

You make a point.

But this isn't a debate,
it's a math class.

And the right answer
is based solely

on a correct reading
of the numbers.

We're talking about lives and
reputations here, not numbers.

But fighting lawsuits
against cops,

when the public is focused on
excessive force by the NYPD,

is financially risky.

Maybe the public is
focused on it because

you keep validating
bogus claims.

- Oh, come on.
- No.

It contributes to
a false narrative.

I run the stats
with the comptroller.

Avoiding litigation
is very often

the most cost-effective
course of action.

So, cost-effective
equals right and just?

Since when?

Okay...

The 220 paid out
in the Staten Island case,

maybe ten people took notice.

But say that case
went to trial,

and the jury awarded
the $2.2 million.

You and your cop have got
the front page.

That's some wicked
spin right there.

I broke a cardinal rule
of mine today.

I usually eat before
one of our lunches

because we so rarely make it
to the soup course.

I'm very hungry.

Any sign of Emily?

We checked surveillance
footage from three cameras

with an angle
on your front door.

No sign of Emily
leaving this morning.

We put out
an AMBER Alert,

and every cop in the city
is looking for her.

Given Emily's
health condition,

she would have had to have had
help to get out of here, right?

Do you have any idea
who would have helped her?

No. Of course not.

We got an emergency dump
on Emily's cell phone.

Lists an 87-minute call
last night.

Yeah, the number
came back

to an Evan Scott.

You know who he is?

That's Emily's boyfriend.

Emily's boyfriend?

Why the hell are we just
hearing about him now?

We've tried to convince her
to end the relationship.

How did Emily feel about that?

She's a 13-year-old girl
in love for the first time.

Do we have a picture
of this Evan Scott kid?

Uh...

That's him.

Wait, I've seen this kid

on the surveillance footage.

- What?
- He was here this morning.

Let's get this
picture out to patrol.

Um, these two go
to the same school?

- Yes.
- Okay.

We'll find him.
We'll keep you updated.

You wanted to see us, boss?

Close the door.

Collisions
Investigation Squad

has done
a preliminary investigation

in the accident you caused.

Uh, all due respect, we
didn't exactly cause it.

We were pursuing
a possible kidnapping suspect.

And a kid was seriously injured

in a high-speed pursuit
you initiated.

Who's responsible?

What did CIS say, boss?

The forensics indicate the perp
was traveling 60 miles an hour

in a densely
populated area.

Which means
you were doing the same.

Like Officer Janko stated,

we believed that there was a kid
in the stolen car.

But there wasn't.
And now a young boy

is in the hospital,
and the department

could face a major lawsuit.

Pending the final results
of the investigation,

you both are suspended
for 30 days.

That's all.

This way.

You guys gonna tell me
what I did wrong?

When's the last time
you saw Emily Bennett?

- She wasn't in school today.
- That's not what he asked you.

No, it isn't. Sit down.

Uh, I don't know.

Maybe a couple of days ago?

That's funny,
'cause we got you on video

standing outside her apartment
this morning, Romeo.

Yeah, yeah, okay, I stopped by.

So why did you lie?

Emily's parents don't want us
seeing each other.

But you went
over there anyway.

She was lonely, okay?

She asked me to come over.

Okay, so where's Emily now?

What are you talking about?
She's at home.

Look, we get
that you care

about Emily, but we need you
to tell us where she is.

Uh, are you saying
she's not at her apartment?

She disappeared a few hours ago.

And if you know
anything about it,

now's the time to come clean.

This is all my fault.

What are you talking about?

If-if I had stayed with her
this morning,

she'd still be safe at home.

Hey.

Hey, Dad. Want some eggs?

No time. Sorry, guys.

I only got time for a shower.
I got to get back out.

- You find that girl yet?
- Not yet.

Hey. Did you hear? Your
brother's a famous writer now.

It's really not that big
of a deal.

Actually, it kind of is.

I googled it. Over 900
entries across the city.

Over 900 entries
across the city.

You hear that?
You're a rock star.

Dad...

- It's true.
- I never won

anything like that.

I'm supposed to
be the smart one.

Yeah. Supposed to be.

You should really go
to the ceremony.

No way.
What do you mean,

no way?
- Mom would've wanted you to.

Yeah.

That's exactly my point.

What's that supposed to mean?

If I go, she's all
I'm gonna be thinking about.

I'm gonna start crying

and look like a huge jerk

in front of everybody.

What's wrong with that?

I am not going.

Sean.

The boss was way out of line.

Look at it from her perspective.
I am.

Suspending us
is an easy way

to cover her ass
on a civilian injury.

Guess she had to do something.
Well, how 'bout standing up

for her officers?
Now we're taking a hit

on an accident
that wasn't our fault.

There's nothing
we can do about it.

Actually, there is. We can fight
the charges in the trial room.

That sounds
like a suicide mission.

Eddie, cops fight the charges
in the trial room all the time.

I'm not looking to damage
my career over this.

Trust me,
a month-long suspension

that makes it look like
we're the ones that screwed up

will do a lot more damage.

Unless we fight back.

Hey.

Hey. CSU find anything
at the apartment?

No blood, no prints
other than the Bennetts,

Evan, and the neighbor.

No surprise.

And the boyfriend's clean.

There's no ransom demands.

This girl's been missing over
24 hours, and we got nothing.

We're missing something.

Maybe we should re-canvass
the neighborhood.

We don't have time for that,
but there is one place

we need to take
a hard look.

- Where?
- The parents.

What? They both have
clean records, Danny.

No, everyone we talked to says
they're loving parents.

Okay, but they're loving
parents who are under

a tremendous amount of
pressure with a sick kid.

No, I think you're reaching.

Oh.

If you have any other
ideas, I'm all ears.

Otherwise, you
take the mom

and I'll take the dad.

Hey, Commissioner.

Detective.

Gramps.

What brings you down here?

The boys told me you were
working round the clock,

so I brought you a
roast beef sandwich.

Thank you.
You shouldn't have.

Jack told me about this
contest that Sean won.

Yeah. I'm proud of him.

I'm gonna get back
to work, Gramps.

Too bad he's not
going to the ceremony.

So it wasn't the sandwich that
actually brought you down here.

He should go.

It's important.

I know. But the kid doesn't
want to bawl in public.

And, you know what, I get it.

Linda wouldn't.

Linda was always better with the
emotional stuff than me, Gramps.

I wouldn't even know
what to say to the kid.

Maybe it's time
you figured it out.

Boss, there's no dirt on him.

Detective Wallace
is a twice-decorated

Narcotics detective.

- The skel, on the other hand...
- The plaintiff?

Okay, okay,
the 13 collars

and five convictions for
selling drugs plaintiff,

who spent three of the
last six years in prison,

is maybe less than
reliable, truth-wise.

So, we're either feeding
and housing him in prison,

or handing him a big
bag of cash when he gets out.

Is this a great country or what?

Yeah, for him.
Gee, guys,

why don't I go
saddle up the horses?

Anybody see this guy
fall down the stairs?

Just Detective Wallace.
Said the guy tripped

over his own feet
fleeing down a staircase,

wearing his high-tops
all big and loose.

Perp says Wallace pushed him.

Civilian Complaint Review Board
believed him.

End of story.

Well, what if it's
the wrong end to the story?

What are you gonna do,

form a Police Complaint
Review Board?

Good luck with that.

I was a cop for a long time.

I've seen every scam,
every wiggle,

every dodge ever invented.

I should be numb to it,

but, in this case,
it's the principle of the thing.

Wow, I can't remember
the last time

I heard that one
used sincerely.

Well, I mean it.

This ain't right.

City Hall, the
corporate counsel,

and CCRB say it is.

And my bag of tricks
doesn't have one

that makes them all
wrong and us right.

What about
the plaintiff's lawyer?

What do we got?

Melvin Rask,
a solo practitioner.

Office on Queens Boulevard.

Now, we're stepping
over the line just a bit.

See if he's a saint.

Hey, look, um,

she's got to take
medication, okay...

Sorry.

That's some pretty dangerous
company you're keeping.

Detective Reagan.

Where's your friend going?

Uh, it's complicated.

You're making a drop-off
to Tommy Flynn,

who, last I checked,
was bagman for Freddie Shea.

Look, I-I really got to go.

You're not going anywhere.

What are you doing hanging out
with these criminals? Hmm?

I-I really don't have
anything to say.

Well, you better think
of something to say,

and you better make sure
it's the truth.

Let's go before you
get us both killed.

I don't know what the hell
game you two are running,

but it ends now.

You don't,
you don't understand...

Yeah, I understand.

I understand that
you two know more

about your daughter's
disappearance

than you're telling us,
and you've both been

running us in circles
from the beginning.

- That's not true.
- Really?

Then why the hell'd you

throw your daughter's
boyfriend under the bus?

Look, we want Emily back
more than anything in the world.

Then be straight with us.

We can't.

You can't because you're
paying off a local thug,

who, among other things, is in
the murder-for-hire business.

Hold on.
Are-are you accusing us

of hiring him to kill
our own daughter?

- Did you?
- Absolutely not!

Then, you're gonna have to
convince the D.A. of that.

'Cause I sure as hell
don't believe you.

The truth is our
insurance won't cover...

Yeah, you told us
that story already.

The thing is,
even with the insurance,

the surgery wiped out
our savings.

And now she needs,
she needs dozens

of expensive meds, she needs
doctor visits, she needs...

- Emily's life was on the line.
- Right.

So you two came up
with the brilliant plan

of hiring Freddie Shea
to cut your losses

and off your own daughter?

No! We needed to borrow money!

We didn't, we didn't know
where else to turn.

At first, it was okay.
But with the crazy interest

that he charges, we just
fell behind with the payments.

So Freddie snatched Emily
till he gets his money.

Mm-hmm.

Why didn't you guys
tell us from the beginning?

They said they would kill her

if we... cooperated
with the police.

We've been borrowing
from friends, family

to try to make... make
the payments to pay him off.

It's just... it's not enough.

We'll get her back.

Are counsel prepared to proceed?

Yes, Your Honor.
- We are.

Ms. Lloyd.

Your Honor, the
evidence will show

that the pursuit
in question

was completely justified
and fell within

department guidelines.

Though the record
should reflect that

Officer Reagan, as the driver,
initiated the pursuit.

However, both officers agreed
to their course of action.

Though Officer Reagan
is the senior officer.

I'm confused.

The officers requested
a joint hearing,

and I understood
they would share one defense.

Your Honor, may we have a moment
to confer with counsel?

That sounds like a good idea.

What are you guys doing?

We agreed on a unified defense.

Says the commissioner's son.

What's that got
to do with it?

When someone gets thrown
under the bus here,

you think it'll be Prince
Charming or Princess Nobody?

No one's getting thrown
under the bus.

Actually, you both could.

You two almost got an
innocent kid killed.

The facts show
we did nothing wrong.

Bottom line,

you could lose
your shields here.

It's every cop for himself.

Your Honor, my partner and I

would like to discharge
our counsel at this time

and represent ourselves.

You know what they say

about folks who represent
themselves, Officer?

Feels like we got nothing
to lose.

Is this your wish as well,

Officer Janko?

Yes, sir.

Uh, Monday.

10:00 a.m.

- She's really not looking good.
- I got it.

I got the money I owe you.

The ten you were short,

plus another 50
'cause you screwed up.

$60,000?

You want to see your kid again?

Uh, yeah. O-Okay, um...

Okay, uh, $60,000.

Um, uh...

And you'll-you'll bring Emily
with you?

I have your word?

The cash for the kid.

I'll let you know
where and when.

You did good. You did good.

We don't have $60,000.

We don't need it.
We'll give you a dummy bag.

When they show up with Emily,

we swoop in.
Wait, isn't that risky?

You're gonna have
to trust me, okay?

- Okay.
- Come on.

Isn't there someone
else the parents

could have borrowed
the money from?

There was,
but they used them up.

But a loan shark?

A loan shark's money
is as green as the bank's is.

Yeah, but a person
only goes that route

when it's the only route left.

Is there such thing
as a good loan shark?

Good?

Ethical.

There are legitimate outfits

that will loan you money
at loan shark rates.

The only thing is if you
don't pay them back,

they'll just repo your
car or your house.

They won't abduct
your child.

- Yeah.
- And it's a catch-22.

They don't want to loan to
you if you're desperate,

but you don't need
to borrow from them

if you're not desperate.

We have to remember

one thing here.

It's their kid.

I mean, they're her parents.

Meaning?

Meaning they'll do anything
in the world for her.

Anything and everything.

To the ends of the earth.

I thought you two were
on the same page about this,

teaching us to do for ourselves.

Oh, well, then maybe
you weren't paying attention.

Sure I was.

We always raised you to take
care of your own business, yes,

and accept that the world
isn't fair

and does not owe you
strings of happy days.

But the moment you--

all of you--
came into our lives?

How'd you put it that day?

We made the choice to
bring you into the world.

You didn't make the choice.

We did, so a bargain
was struck that day

that you owe us nothing
and we owe you everything.

Within reason.

I got that part.

But you do owe us one thing,
just like we owed our parents.

To take that bargain

as seriously as we did.

Amen.
But it's fun,

too, right?
Bringing kids into the world?

Oh, yeah, loads of fun.

Course.

'Cause you guys

make it sound, like, so serious.

Come on, it was a blast.

Especially
when they were little.

Yeah, they're wonderful

right up until
around the age of 12.

And then there's that stretch

of eye-rolling

and slamming of doors.

And all the sarcasm

you can eat.

Yeah, and then it comes back
around to being a blast again,

only a bigger blast.

It becomes...

...everything.

Hmm.

See ya, Dad.

You headed out?

Yeah, I'll be late.

Okay. Be safe.

Always am.

You know, I've been giving
some thought

to this whole essay
contest thing.

Do we have to
talk about this?

Yeah, we do.

I know it's been tough on you
since your mom's been gone

and I can't give you
the things she used to.

Just not wired that way.

Okay, you're doing fine.

I could do better,

especially when it comes
to the hard stuff,

which is why I decided
you're going to the contest.

- Dad.
- You're going.

Look, your mother entered you
into this thing

because she knows when you
put your mind to something,

you can do anything.

She saw something in you
and she was right.

You get that award,

it's not just
gonna be for you.

It'll be for her, too.

So man up
'cause you're going.

Okay.

They're in position.

Nobody jump the gun, okay?

I want Bennett
and his daughter

out of harm's way

before anyone moves on Flynn.

Copy that, Reagan.

Wait for my signal.

We got eyes on the girl?
Is she in the car?

Can't get a clear image yet.

You got the cash?

Yeah.

I want, I want, I want
to see my daughter first.

You don't call the shots here.

I get the money,

you get the girl.

I just need to know she's okay.

Come on, can we get
eyes on the girl?

Anyone get eyes
on the girl?!

Negative.

Gun.

Heads up, our guy's got a gun.
Heads up.

Give me the bag.

We have to know if the girl's
in the car.

Can you see her or not?

Now.

Negative.
She is not in the car.

Then we move. Move in.

That's a go. Move in.

Put the gun on the roof!

Hands on the glass!

Is she in there?
No.

Where's the girl?

Hey!

I said where's the girl,
jackass?

I don't know what you're
talking about, Detective.

Gonna play stupid, huh?

Okay.

All right.
We'll do this the hard way.

Just tell us where
to find Emily Bennett.

I'm just the money guy, okay?

I don't know where the girl is.

You're a lying sack of crap.

The girl dies, you and your boss
are on the hook for murder.

Parents came to us.

They couldn't pay.
The kid got snatched.

- That's on them.
- They were desperate.

You took advantage of that.

Yeah? Well, kind of goes
with the job description.

Which includes letting
an innocent girl die?

Baez, give me
a second alone with him.

So now what?

Is it bad cop time?

No.

That's the old me.

Yeah, I used to be
a loose cannon.

But... had to tone it down

the last few years,
you know.

Social media.
Smartphones.

Everyone's taking videos
of everything.

It's not like you could
actually go around

sticking people's head in
the toilet anymore, you know?

But every now and again,
there is that one case

where you kind of got to do
what you got to do.

This actually happens
to be one of those cases.

So, you're gonna tell me
what I want to know

or I'm gonna hurt you.

Okay, I want a lawyer now.

Wrong answer.

Come here.

There's a sick little girl
out there,

so I'm gonna give you ten
seconds to tell me where she is

or I'm gonna break your arm.

Ten...

...nine...

...eight...

All right! All right!

All right!
What's that?

Okay, man!

Okay!

Thanks for your cooperation.

According to the charges,

your pursuit created
a hazardous situation.

All due respect, the
carjacker created it.

We tried to remedy it.

Mm. And your remedy put
a young boy in the hospital.

Yes, sir.

Patrol guide clearly
discourages high-speed chases.

But it doesn't forbid
them, Your Honor.

Officer Reagan,
now I warned you.

Competent counsel is essential
to your defense.

If you'll hear
me out, Judge.

When my partner
called in the pursuit,

our supervisor
at Communications

could've ordered us
to terminate it.

But no such order
was ever issued,

indicating command
approval of our actions.

Go on.

The CSI report states
that our actions

were not directly responsible
for the collision.

Yeah, but if you weren't
chasing the suspect...

There would've been no crash?

The suspect left the
scene of the crime

at a high rate of speed,
driving erratically.

He could've easily caused
a crash on his own

or when being pursued
by other officers.

Fair point.

The patrol guide doesn't
strictly forbid

high-speed chases

because while
they may be dangerous,

they are sometimes necessary
to save lives.

It's a difficult judgment
to make.

Yes, sir, and they have to
be made in a split second.

That's what we get paid to do.

Officer Janko
and I knew

that there could be consequences
if we initiated a pursuit.

But with a child's life possibly
at risk, we felt we had to act.

At the Academy, we learned

that good decisions
sometimes have bad results.

It comes with the uniform.

We stand by the decision
that we made.

Go! Go!

Two went this way,
two of you.

Shots fired! Shots fired!

Reagan, you hit?

No!

I can't get...

Perp down! Perp down! Clear.

Go! Go! Go!

Secure the gun.

Weapon secured!

Go.

Check that way.
Someone up top.

Go on in. On me.

Clear!

Emily? Emily?!

Emily, if you're in there,
it's the police. Hang on.

Hang on!

Emily.

Please don't hurt me.

I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm Detective Reagan.

Okay, I'm here to help you.

Where are my parents?

Your parents have been
very worried about you.

They're at the hospital.

They're waiting
for me to bring you

to them right now, okay?
Can you walk?

I don't think so.

Okay. Well, can,
can I carry you?

Is it okay if I pick you up?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll keep this blanket
on you, keep you nice and warm.

You're-you're good.

Thanks for saving me.

Oh, of course.

Tell you what. You get
all better, we're even. Deal?

Deal.

Good.

Mr. Price?

We don't mean
to intrude.

The doctors told us that
Andrew's gonna be okay.

Yeah.

He'll be laid up

for a while, but there shouldn't
be any permanent damage.

That's a relief.

We know that you blame
us for what happened.

We just wanted to come by again
and say how sorry we are.

We never meant for Andrew

or anyone else to get hurt.

Truth is... I should be
the one apologizing.

You've got every
right to be angry.

Yeah, well...

I've had some time
to think about it, and, uh,

if I was the one
who'd been carjacked,

and Andrew was
in that back seat,

I sure as hell would have
wanted cops like you

to get my little boy back.

You're sure?

100%.

The skel's lawyer is not
a licensed attorney.

Not in this state,

or any state.
How the hell does this happen?

Well, according

to counsel, it happens
more often than you'd think.

Well, once would be more often
than I would think.

Well, apparently,
it was so simple,

it just fell
through the cracks.

And took the reputation of
a decorated detective with it.

You got anything
in your bag of tricks for this?

Our lawyers are looking over
the transcripts of the hearings as we speak.

This is like My Cousin Vinny,
only not funny.

Well, in the movie, he actually
had a license to practice,

- so it's much worse.
- No.

Worse is, we're not sure
if it voids the settlement.

Seriously?

I have the corporation counsel.

Well, put her on.

No. Sir, she's here.

Oh. Perfect.

Let's have her.

I'll need the room.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Ma'am.

Lieutenant.
Madam Counsel.

Mr. Moore.

I gather you heard?

Sure did.

After our lunch,
I personally reviewed

the Staten Island case.

My assistant counsel
did a shoddy job.

Even if Mr. Rask
were licensed,

that case should never
have been settled.

And why is that?

Uh... myriad reasons.

Name one.

Which I'm not going into.

But the assistant who butchered
the case is out of a job,

and the D.A.'s office is
charging Mr. Rask with a felony.

Unless, of course,
your office decides to settle.

Is that all you got?

No.

Allow me.

My office granted
a six-figure settlement

to an ersatz attorney.

This is completely on me.

Can't say as you wear it well.

Please don't gloat.
You're better than that.

No, I'm really not.

What do you want?

All cases against the NYPD

will be evaluated
on their merits,

and not with some
damn calculator.

You do know this is
the mayor's policy?

I also know the mayor
trusts and respects you,

as she should.

Not today she shouldn't.

Look, when my cops
cross the line,

I expect them to pay for it.

But when they do
their job well,

I expect the city
to back them up.

And with actually
licensed attorneys.

I can live with that.

And please accept
my apologies.

Madam Counsel.

Commissioner.

As a former mayor
of New York City,

it was my great honor to judge

this year's school-wide
essay contest.

It was a difficult task,

given all the
outstanding entries.

But one piece stood out
for its quality

and passion.

The winner
of the Mayor's Medal

for his essay,
"The Power of Family,"

Sean Reagan.

I'd like to dedicate
this award to my family.

To my great-granddad, Henry,

my grandfather, Frank...

...my Aunt Erin and Uncle Jamie,

and Cousin Nicky.

Yeah, I guess
my brother Jack, too.

But most of all, to my mom,

who couldn't be here.

And to my dad...

...who always is.

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