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♪ ♪

I didn't know wedding dress
shopping could be so fun.

JANKO: For who?
- Come on, you look beautiful

in everything.

With a little more champagne,
I might want to try one on.

Not so fast.
You're not getting married

before you're 30.
- You did.

Yeah. Exactly.

JANKO:
I've never met Jack.

- Do you guys get along?
- We got along great

when we were both
in the D.A.'s office.

We couldn't get enough
of each other.

But then when he became

a defense attorney, we never
saw each other, and it...

just went south from there.

Because you never saw him,

or because you guys
didn't work together anymore?

A little bit of both.

Oh.

So... everything was good

up until you guys decided
to stop working together?

Mm, it's a little more
complicated than that.

Oh.

Do you need help in there?

(Erin and Nicky gasp)

Beautiful!

Gorgeous! Just...

wow!

Wow.

ERIN:
Ah,

so gorgeous.

Oh, wow, that's...

it's-it's too much.

Yeah, that's...
that's a little pricey.

But you only live once.

Right.

Yes. She's right.
You should get it.

NICKY:
Definitely.

You think?

- Yes.
- Yes.

ERIN:
How do you feel?

(laughs): I don't know.
Huh?

BAKER: Here's your schedule
for the rest of the day.

- What about it?
- So, there's your 11:00 a.m.

- Well, that's a conflict right there.
- Okay.

We got to move...
Push that.

Detective Baker.
Lieutenant Gormley.

Frank.

Nice turnout--
but you always bring a crowd.

Anything I can do to help.

Well, we... we happen
to be shy a few volunteers

to be pen pals
to the incarcerated.

Oh, I'm kind of busy
putting them away, Kevin.

I'm not sure I'd also have
the time to write to them.

Well, it's either that
or sign up

for the soup kitchen
every other Sunday.

Well, I'll let you know.

Guy over there glad-handing,

there's something
about him.

Aw, it's just the old cop in me.

What award's he getting?

- You're kidding.
- Nope.

The Saint Teresa Award,
which you endorsed him for.

The hell I did.

The heck I did.

Frank, your face

and your quotes
praising his work

are plastered
all over his website.

Introduce me.

Liam.

You know Commissioner Reagan,
of course.

(chuckles):
Well...

who doesn't?

But I don't know you.

So, how'd the
dress shopping go?

Fun. Expensive.

Nostalgic.

Nostalgic for your own?

Yeah. I had
so much fun at ours.

I had fun at mine,
too, but...

it was so over-the-top.

I mean, we literally came
up through the floor.

Smoke machines,
the whole bit.

We had a five-piece band
at ours.

We danced the whole night.

Who knew it was all
downhill from there?

It wasn't all downhill.

- Jack.
- Frank,

Henry, Joe...

Danny and Jamie-- I had warnings
from all five of them.

- You did not.
- I did.

They are a tough bunch.

JACK: Imagine marrying
their only daughter

and sister.

I'm lucky I'm
alive to tell it.

What brings you down here?

I was wondering if you could
look into a friend's complaint.

She was robbed about
two weeks ago.

Is there a suspect
in custody?

No arrests. And she, uh,
she tried following up,

but she's getting the runaround.

We can look into it.

That'd be great.
I appreciate it.

And her name's Collette Dawkins.

If we find something,
we'll give you a call.

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

- Do not say it, Erin.
- Just please look into it.

I don't know why you
always fall for this guy.

I'm not falling for anything.

He asked for assistance
in a case.

That guy's always
got an angle.

It's a white dress
with a sweetheart neckline.

I thought you weren't supposed
to tell me what it looks like.

Do you have any idea
what a sweetheart neckline is?

- None.
- Exactly.

I can't help it,
I'm just so excited.

Not as excited as
you seem to be

that I'm your driver today.

It just kind of threw me
when you volunteered.

I thought you'd be happy.

(sighs)
Don't you miss

riding together sometimes?

Yes.

Stop, please!
(tires screech)

I need help! I need help!

Hey, what happened?

He collapsed.

I called 911,
but they're not here.

Okay, okay.

- Did he choke on anything?
- No.

Please, do something.

- Let's get him to St. Benjamin's.
- Come on. Okay, okay.

I got you.

Here, let me get you
in the front.

- What's his name?
- Jeremy.

Hey, Jeremy, you there?
You in there, bud?

Hail Mary...

(siren wailing)

23-year-old Meredith Davis.
Lives alone.

Found her about 20 minutes ago.

- Suicide note?
- I didn't see one.

- No forced entry.
- No.

And the super let us in.

BAEZ: We're gonna need
to talk to him.

WOMAN: Excuse me.
OFFICER: Ma'am. Ma'am!

WOMAN:
Officer, I'm her mother.

- Ma'am, I can't...
- Meredith. Meredith?

She blew past me.

My daughter?

We're very sorry, ma'am.

You're not gonna want
to go in there.

Looks like a suicide.

(gasping, shuddering)

Officer Reyes, please
escort her down.

- Have an EMS look at her, help her out.
- Come with me, please.

(stammering, sobbing)
Come with me.

There's a woman outside

that says she has some
information about the victim.

Great. Why don't you
let her in, too?

The woman over there.
Name's Maggie Gibson.

She claims she knows
what happened to the Vic.

All right. Thanks.

Excuse me, miss.
Detective Reagan.

This is my partner,
Detective Baez.

We're told you have
some information

that might be helpful to us.
- Yes.

The young woman upstairs,
the one that killed herself?

Mm-hmm.

She didn't die from suicide.

She was murdered.

Are you a family member?

I'm just a concerned citizen.

- Do you even know the woman upstairs?
- No.

Yet you know that
she was murdered.

I'm positive.

Uh-huh.
And you know this how?

Because she told me.

She told you that somebody
wanted to kill her?

She told me that
somebody did kill her.

Are you saying
you talk to the dead?

Actually, the dead talk to me.

(clears throat)

And you're convinced that our
suicide is actually a homicide?

No question.

And you know this because
after she was killed,

she told you that
she was murdered.

I'm a medium.

In my world, that's called
a scam artist.

I'm not looking for money,
I'm looking for justice.

Right. Justice for a woman
that you don't know

and you never met.

- That's right.
- Not for nothing,

but the only people who
show up at a crime scene

are typically the
friends and family,

which we've already
established you're not,

or psychos, or the perp.

- So, which one are you?
- Neither.

Where were you
between the hours

of 5:00 and 9:00 a.m. today?

I was at my apartment on 69th,
a few blocks away.

Anyone we can check that with?

This has all my information.

Please feel free to check
whatever you like.

Can I speak with the family?

No. Leave the family alone.

The locket is important.

What locket?

The locket she was wearing
when she died.

You find that locket,
you'll find the killer.

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♪
♪

(sighs)
And what's this guy's scam?

GORMLEY:
Grand larceny.

Posing as a charity
that helps people

who couldn't otherwise
afford it to check something

off their bucket list
before they die.

And the money comes from...

Private and public grants,

crowdfunding websites
and social media.

And we're certain that
goes into his pocket?

We haven't had time
to track down

all his alleged good deeds,
but safe to assume.

Does he have a record?

28 months for a previous
grand larceny.

Do you want to know
what you said?

- No.
- "There is no more worthy charity

"than the Last Hurrah,

and no more charitable man
than Liam Norris."

Okay.

Oh, and I want to know
the minute he gets here.

He's here.

He's early.

His temperature?

Hot.

Oh, boy.

I'll just go...

I want this guy Norris
prosecuted

to the full extent
of the law.

Well, I guess that
answers my question

about whether the archdiocese
wants to press charges.

Just make sure he gets
put away for the max.

Well, look, if he skimmed
more than $1,000

off his bogus charity--

and I'll bet 1,000
that he did--

he's likely guilty
of grand larceny.

Good.

And what is with
the fire and brimstone, Kevin?

He lied.

(scoffs) He used the Church
for his own good.

And I thought he was
helping people,

not rewarding himself.

Frank,

this story simply
cannot get out.

You mean the one where
you don't vet the people

you give awards to?

There were testimonials,
there were photos,

there were videos.

I-I don't want to see myself
on the front page of the paper

being mocked for giving a
humanitarian award to a shyster.

The Catholic Church can't afford
any more bad publicity.

This is not that.

Do I have to explain to you,
of all people,

how much, well, how much good
the Church does

for the impoverished
of this city?

Then why are you, Kevin?

Do you realize how bad this
is gonna look if it gets out?

How much it's going to damage
the good that we do?

Who is gonna want to support
the charities we run

that feed the poor
and house the homeless?

Look, it's most likely
gonna end up in a plea deal.

He'll do jail time
'cause of his record,

no trial,
and hopefully no story.

- "Hopefully"?
- Well, I can't promise.

But I'll do everything I can

to keep it out of the paper.
- You've got to do

more than that, Frank.

I can no longer tolerate
people using the Church

for their own profit.

Thanks for dropping by.

Mrs. Rodriguez?

We've stabilized him.

(sighs)

But he could've died.

Why didn't he have
his insulin?

- He's diabetic?
- He was in diabetic shock

because he didn't get
an insulin shot today.

I gave it to him this morning.

Let's see the insulin
that you gave him.

Uh, it's at home.

I need to see my son.

JAMIE: If you give us
permission to go

and get the insulin,

then you can stay here
and see your son.

Whatever, it's in the kitchen.
(keys jangle)

I just want to see Jeremy,
please.

Stay with her at all times.

- It could be an honest mistake.
- She lied.

I want ACS on this.

We'll notify Child Services.

Great, 'cause we need
to protect him

from his own mother.

Thank you for coming in.

So, you believe
she-she would never...

You'll look into it, right?

I promise you, as soon
as we get any more information,

we'll call you right away.

You see this locket?

She never took it off.

It was my grandmother's
and then my mother's

and mine. I gave it to her
on her 21st birthday.

And it's missing.

Okay, um...

we'll see what we can do.

Do you mind
if we hold onto this?

Gonna have this officer
take you home, all right?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Danny.

It's a coincidence. Come on.

There's no signs
of forced entry,

and this girl,
she had a history of problems

with nobody anywhere, ever.

Yeah, but we don't have
a suicide note, either.

Is there any security cameras
on the building?

None that work, so I
have security footage

from surrounding buildings.

I'll get the popcorn.

Did anyone

ever tell you that
you're really annoying?

- Pretty much everyone.
- You have called me

five times about
Meredith Davis's autopsy,

including on my personal phone.

And did you come down here
to tell me that I annoy you,

or do you have some information
about that autopsy?

I came here to tell you
that Meredith Davis

had a contusion on her head.

- Postmortem.
- No.

So you're saying

she got into a fight
before she died?

I'm saying that she sustained
blunt force trauma to her head.

Figuring out if that's
accidental or intentional

is your job.

Okay. Thanks for coming down.

Stop calling me.

And that's when he punched me
in the face.

Can you send me a copy of this?

Of course.

- How do you know Jack?
- Social media.

Social media. How's that?

You meet on Facebook
or something?

OkCupid.

You're dating him?

We went on some dates.

Are you two serious?

He's got his eye
on someone else.

If she was hit hard enough,

maybe she went unconscious.
- Yeah.

But then she'd have to get
hoisted up there

and make it look like a suicide.

You'd have to stand
on something,

which could be possible.

Hey, while you're here,
why don't you, uh,

dust off the toilet seat

and the, uh, bathtub.

See if there's another footprint

that doesn't belong to Meredith.

♪ ♪

Danny.

Looks a little big

for Meredith's foot,
don't you think?

Huh.

Maybe the mother's intuition
was right.

Or the medium's.

Thank you so much for
inviting me up, Commissioner.

I can't tell you
what an honor it is.

I'm afraid that perhaps you and
I got off on the wrong foot.

Perhaps.

Look, I understand...
You have committed

criminal impersonation
and identity theft

against the New York City
Police Commissioner

and the Catholic Church,
and that is just for starters.

Nah.

No, no. May I sit?

Nah.

Okay.

Oh, I, uh, brought you
a token of my esteem.

You know, this is all
a big misunderstanding.

Now, my charity
helps worthy cases

fulfill their dreams.

When this is cleared up,
you'll be thanking me.

For using my name without
my knowledge or permission?

I bet you would
endorse my foundation

once you understand
what we do.

Oh, I understand what you do.

You're a grifter.

No, I am an imperfect man

who changed his ways
before it was too late.

And I decided that my legacy

would be to help others check
a box on their bucket list.

Good. So, you will give us
your financial records.

Well, you keep in mind

that every foundation
pays their employees.

You're the only employee.

I have overhead.

And I have lawyers,
as does the archbishop,

and charges we can press.

And what good
would come of that?

I am giving you 24 hours

to submit your charity's
financial statements.

I have nothing to hide.

Is everything
out of your mouth a lie?

That must be exhausting.

Thank you, Commissioner.
I won't let you down.

I won't hold my breath.

JANKO: Just saying, what if we
didn't work together anymore?

What if we weren't
in the same profession

and in the same station house?

And?

Well, what if this,

our-our chemistry,
our relationship,

what if that's what
it's based on? On work?

And what if we
didn't have that?

Eddie, where is
this coming from?

Is that why you wanted us
to ride together today?

Me? No. 'Course not.

I'm just saying...

Doc.

Doctor,

did you get the
test results back?

We've examined the vial
and the syringe

that you found at the apartment.

- Mm-hmm.
- Neither of them

contained traces of insulin.

Could there be a mistake
with the medication?

I see parents neglect their kids
every damn day of the week.

I've admitted him
to the pediatric ward.

At least there I know he's safe.
For now.

(elevator bell dings)

(sighs)

My assistant said you called.
I was in court.

Yeah, so she said.

Hey, I-I really appreciate
your help with the Dawkins case.

I bet you do.

Something wrong?

You could have mentioned
she's your girlfriend.

She's not my girlfriend.
She's my ex.

"Ex" as in...?

Uh, as in we dated
for a while.

A while?

Maybe half a dozen dates.

Uh, that's what single
men do, Erin. We date.

Yeah, you left that part out.
I asked you

to help
because she was victimized

and no one was doing anything
about it.

Jack to the rescue.

I really don't know
what you're mad about.

You're dishonest, Jack.

Every time
I start trusting you,

you do something like this.

Every single time.

Where'd you get the insulin?
I don't have to talk to you.

Your son could've died.

Leave me alone. I'm working.

All right, we leave you
alone, you're gonna end up

in an interrogation room

charged with endangering
the welfare of your child.

Is that what you want?

I gave him the insulin,
and no one believes me.

You gave him water.

What are you talking about?

We tested it.
You injected Jeremy with water.

I bought insulin.

Insulin costs $191

for one vial.
I'm a single mom.

I don't have health insurance.
You do the math.

Well, who'd you buy it from?

Someone told me I can get
prescriptions cheaper online.

So I did. I paid cash.

He met me in Williamsburg,

gave me the insulin
and disappeared.

Who? You have his number?

(voice breaking):
A woman from Child Services

told me that they're gonna take
my son away from me.

Not if you can help us prove
it wasn't your fault.

I would never do anything
to hurt him.

Never.

We believe you.

That's where I bought it from.

What do you got?

Crime scene got the shoe print,
and a few specs of blood,

but no fingerprints
other than Meredith's.

How about a match on the blood?

It's a partial profile, which
is gonna make it impossible

to pinpoint the suspect.

Impossible?
Nothing's impossible.

We've been up against greater
odds before, believe me.

Okay, well, not impossible,
but a little help would be nice.

Help? What do you mean, help?

I asked Maggie to meet us
at the apartment.

Maggie.

- The medium.
- I know who she is.

You really want to
encourage that whacko?

She said she'd get a better read
if she was in the place

where the crime took place.

Great. Maybe we should
bring some tarot cards,

and they might tell us
who killed Meredith Davis.

MAGGIE:
There was a struggle...

DANNY:
Which is what typically occurs

between two people when one's
trying to kill the other one.

He was trying to kiss
her, and she hit him.

She hit him here.
He was bleeding, here.

And then,
she went for the phone,

he grabbed her, he pushed her.

She didn't want to die.

Yeah, most people don't.

He has her locket.

You can't give us any kind
of description of him?

No, just a, a uniform.

A gray uniform.
That's all I know.

Okay, well,
how about a name?

First name, last name,
a name on the uniform,

of the company he worked for?

'Cause that's what would
really be helpful here.

Right. Well,
it doesn't work that way.

Oh, okay. How does it work?

Oh, right. You prey on people
when they're most vulnerable.

I'm sorry
that you don't believe,

but that's your problem,
not mine.

My only problem is
that you're wasting our time

with all this mumbo jumbo.

Okay, we have a case

to solve here, and we got work
to do, so, I'm done.

You know, I find that people who don't
believe in my gift are the ones

that are most afraid of it.

I'm not afraid
of your gift, okay?

Like I said, I got work to do.

Who's Linda?

What did you say to me?

Is that your wife?

You should probably go.

Danny...

No. Really.

You should go.

This is Antoine Reynard,
26, from Rosedale, Queens.

That's the guy
who robbed your ex.

I picked him up
this morning.

We can charge him with robbery
in the second degree

and assault
if your friend can ID him.

Thank you, Anthony.

I'm sure Collette will be
very, very grateful.

You two need
anything else?

I got work to do on a case.

- Which one?
- Any.

I'll make one up.

Take care, Jack.

Thanks again.

I just want
you to know

that I had no ulterior motives
in this case.

I wanted to help her out because
it was the right thing to do.

- Oh, please.
- Sorry.

Do the Reagans have a monopoly

on good deeds to, uh... to fit
in with the self-righteousness?

Don't make this
about my family, Jack.

I'm a single man.
I'm allowed to date.

Didn't say you couldn't.

Then, what is the problem?

I can't be expected
to be faithful

if you and I are not even
in a relationship.

Right. We just have booty calls.

Erin,

I don't understand
what you are mad at here.

Why couldn't you have just said,
"She's my ex"?

Because I didn't think it was relevant.

You didn't think
it was a problem

to ask me to get involved
in a criminal case

where the victim
is your girlfriend

so you can make points with her?
- The only woman

that I've ever tried
to make points with is you.

But it is impossible

to live up
to your expectations.

And-and that's the Reagan way.

You raise the bar so high

that absolutely nobody
can live up to it.

Hey, mission accomplished.

I don't know.
I just don't believe it.

JANKO: Well, what about

those psychics that help police
close cold murder cases?

Baloney.

So, you think the
medium is scamming you?

- Yes, pretty much.
NICKY: But wait a minute.

What is she really
getting out of it

if she's not making
any money off of it?

I don't know what
she's getting out of it.

Maybe attention. Who knows?

Not all scams
are about money.

Disagree.

Well, I got a guy
running a fake charity,

I could care less what
his motivation is.

Is that that bucket list
thing you were talking about?

- Yeah.
- See, that I'm all in.

I love bucket lists.

What's on yours?

Nothing's on my bucket list.

Nothing?

Got everything I want,
seen too much as it is.

(laughs)
DANNY: I'm with you, Dad.

Though with all the speeding
through the streets of New York

I've done in my career, I would
like to try my hand at Le Mans.

(laughter)

- That's it?
- It's in France,

and I'd have to drive
for Team Porsche. That's a lot.

I got at least a dozen
things that I want to do.

You're 16.
I'd hope so.

Such as?

Skydive over
Mount Everest.

Ski the Alps.

DANNY:
Hmm. That's great.

- Except you don't ski.
- I'll learn.

I'd like to sing backup
at a Taylor Swift concert.

Oh.

I'd like to surf in Tahiti.

I would also like a million
followers on Instagram.

SEAN: Know a great
way to do that?

Skydive over

Mount Everest.
(laughter)

JAMIE:
Also,

I want to sleep
in one of those huts

on the water
in Bora Bora.

- Mm.
- Mm.

Well, a real nature boy,
aren't you?

We could do that
on our honeymoon.

HENRY:
Just don't have

the ceremony there.

I don't want to travel
that far for it.

- What about you, Pop?
- Top of my bucket list?

- Mm-hmm.
- Don't kick the bucket.

(laughter)

Come on.

Well, I always wanted
to visit the Vatican.

Well, Betty and I--
we were supposed

to do it on our 50th,

but, uh, then she got sick,

and, uh, we had to cancel.

Did you know

Pop always wanted
to go to the Vatican?

You know, he never
mentioned it.

That's my biggest fear--

that I'll get old and regret
the things I didn't do.

Anything in particular?

You know, our jobs--

one of the side effects is that
it makes us doubt everyone,

even the ones closest to us.

Occupational hazard.

I know you don't like Jack.

That is correct.

Sorry.

I know you have a soft spot
for him, always have.

It just makes me wonder
if maybe part of the problem

was the way
I handled things with him.

Strike first,
and ask questions later.

No, you have high expectations.

There's nothing wrong with that.

We're just so trained to look
for the bad in people

that maybe if we let it...

it stops us
from seeing the good.

You're saying our jobs
can make us immune

to seeing the
good in people?

I'm saying that's the danger.

Jack accused me
of having expectations

that were unrealistic.

(laughs)

And what do you think?

(sighs)

I think it's not so much
about lowering standards

as it is...

admitting that no one's perfect.

Least of all us.

Mrs. Rodriguez.

Uh, you didn't have
to come all the way down here.

When I saw your message...

I just wanted you to know

that we confirmed your story
about the fake drugs.

You arrested them?

Let's just say
we're working on it.

Oh, thank God.

I was so worried you wouldn't
believe me and I'd lose my son.

I just hope that you can help
us, testify against them.

I will, whatever I can do.

How can I thank you
for all you've done?

- Please.
- And your partner, too.

And for that
incredible donation.

Donation?

You both have
been so generous.

Just, just...

All right, okay.

Have you been here all night?

Only since midnight.

It's 8:00 a.m.

Yeah, well, couldn't sleep.

Had six more hours of video
surveillance to go through.

Somebody had to do it,

so I did it.

Well, why didn't
you call me?

Danny, I'm really sorry
I dragged a medium into this.

It was so stupid.

It's okay.

But when she
mentioned Linda...

It's okay.

I made a little discovery
last night.

There's a, uh,
food delivery service.

They deliver to Meredith's
neighbor in apartment 2B.

And...?
A security camera

up the block
recorded footage of the van.

I ran the plates.

The driver of the route that day
was Steven Nagy.

Okay?

Steven Nagy,
registered sex offender.

You just have to sign here,

stating
that you ID'd number three

as the person who
robbed and assaulted you.

You have no idea
what this incident did to me.

I am so happy it's over.

Well, I'm glad we could help.

I don't know how to thank you.

Well, Jack's the one
you should really be thanking.

Funny, he said
the same thing about you

when I tried to thank him.

You two should really
get together already.

What... what is that
supposed to mean?

DAWKINS:
Even when we dated,

all he talked about was you.

It's the reason
I broke up with him.

It's like there were three of us
in the relationship.

Keys...

How'd it go?

14 arrests.

I'm so stoked we were
able to shut them down.

No other mother
has to go through

what Mrs. Rodriguez had to.
- And, miraculously,

she received a donation
covering the next year's worth

of insulin.
- Oh, really?

That's nice.

Would you know
anything about that?

I decided I didn't need the most
expensive dress in the shop.

And that is exactly
why I love you.

Not because we work
in the same place

or at the same job
or in the same building.

Besides, if
I just wanted

to date a female cop,
there's plenty in this precinct

to choose from.

Oh, I'd like to hit you
so bad right now.

But you can't.

But you can meet me
at Donovan's in an hour.

You can hit me there.

DANNY:
Uh, we're looking

for information on a Steve Nagy.
He work here?

Uh, he's been with us
about six months.

Six months. Uh, okay.
How about on, uh, January 8th?

You have any records
if he worked that day?

Uh, he worked that day,

but he left early
'cause he got injured.

- Injured how?
- He got a gash

on his cheek,
from a branch that fell on him.

Hmm. Okay, uh,
is he working today?

We'd like to talk to him.

Um, he starts work
in five minutes,

so he should be here
any minute now.

Thanks.

Steve Nagy?

Detective Reagan,
my partner,

Detective Baez. You mind
stepping out of the vehicle?

We got a few questions.

Hey. Hey. Hey!

Hey!

(tires screeching)

What are you doing?
I'm calling his cell phone.

(phone ringing)

Stop following me.

We just want to talk
to you, Steven, that's it.

You want to arrest me.

(tires screeching)

Hang on.

Why don't we both
just slow down

and we can talk about this
face-to-face?

I swear to God,
I didn't mean it.

You didn't mean what?

(horns honking)

DANNY:
Hey, slow down your car.

Okay? Just pull over
and let's talk about it.

(shouts)

He still there?

I just wanted her
to stop screaming.

Okay, Steve, look,
take it easy.

Okay, we'll talk it out
together.

We'll figure something out,
okay?

Now, here's what
I need you to do.

I want you to turn off
the ignition,

throw the keys out the window,

put your hands on the dashboard,
all right?

Can you tell her family...
that I'm sorry?

No, you're gonna tell
her family that yourself,

you understand me?

(gasps)

Steve?

He's gone.

Don't worry,
I'm not working.

They froze all my assets.

I did that.

Are any of those pictures real?

Did you come all the way
out here just to rub it in?

It was on my bucket list.

All of 'em.

And I got the notes
to go with them.

Well, then I'd have to hire a
handwriting expert to verify.

Okay. You know, I'm just gonna

stand here and take it,
does that work for you?

Yeah, that works.

Vince D'Amato, 29th Infantry

at D-Day, Omaha Beach.

You got him, two of his vet
buddies airfare and a driver

to the American Cemetery
over there

about a month before
the cancer took him.

Yes, I did. You saying I didn't?

No.

Here's what I don't get.

Instead of just
having them driven there,

you had the driver take them
down to the beach

so that they could
climb up the bluffs,

same as they did in '44.

And then you arranged
for the guards

to look the other way
when they came over the wall.

Who does that?

They said it was something
they'd really remember.

Well, I'm sure they did.

What I mean is,
who thinks like that?

Well, me. So?

Well, it seems you have some
good in you, Mr. Norris.

You used that
vivid imagination

of yours to go above and beyond

what those old men could
possibly imagine.

And in doing so, you gave them,

pretty much, a last hurrah.

Is this a trap?

You will return
all the money you got,

minus a reasonable salary.

Agree to probation

and two years
community service.

Which you can work off
at the Last Hurrah,

which will be run by
an outside agency, not you.

No jail time?

Well, if you don't
abide by the conditions,

the charges will be
reinstated immediately.

You will be looking at
a lengthy sentence.

Don't blow it.

Why are you doing this for me?

(inhales)

Well, someone I know
and trust reminded me

that sometimes people deserve
a second chance.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything.

Probably be a lie anyway.

Commissioner... thank you.

And that pen you gave me
doesn't work.

(chuckles softly)

I'll have what
he's having.

How'd you know
I was here?

I followed the trail
of broken hearts.

Very funny.

You were right, Jack.

You're a single man and you
can date whomever you want.

I just thought you
could have given me

the history before
I took the case.

And would you have
rejected the case

if I had told you?
- No.

But I may have given
it to a junior A.D.A.

So, in the future,

if you need a favor for
someone you're dating

or someone you
want to impress,

maybe you can be a
bit more forthcoming.

I will be more forthcoming.

Actually, no, don't
ask me for favors

for people you're dating
or you want to date.

Okay, done.

Is that it?

The, uh, requests?

No.

Okay.

Uh, what else
do I have to do?

Have dinner with me.

I can do that.

I mean, go figure, the guy
actually helped some people.

73, to be exact.

Where are you
going with this?

Mr. Norris has agreed
to a plea deal

for community service
and probation.

If he keeps his nose clean,
he won't do jail time.

Which is the exact opposite
of what I asked.

Sorry.

Well, since when am I the man

looking for
justice and retribution

and you're the one
advocating leniency?

Hey, it's your own fault;
that's what 16 years

of Catholic school will do to you.

Well, didn't Catholic school teach you
to respect your elders?

Oh, don't give me that.

Frank, I asked for two things:

that Norris pay for his crimes

and that you keep it
out of the press.

And I am keeping it
out of the press.

And the archdiocese
is going to fold

Last Hurrah
into its charity umbrella.

We have enough charities.

Oh, come on,
it's in the black, Kevin,

and I can't think
of better publicity for you.

And that's the end of it?

And Norris stays on.

He's not trustworthy.

Well, he's a lost soul
in need of saving.

Isn't that your guys'
bread and butter?

That's a lot of asks.

Well, I'm not done.

Could you get me an audience
with the Pope?

For my dad?

Why wouldn't Henry
ask me himself?

Because he'd never ask.

And because it's a surprise.

Ah.

Well, you ask a lot.

It's in giving that we receive.

Oh, now you're gonna
quote St. Francis?

He's as good a guy as any.

(chuckles) Well, in that spirit,
congratulations, Frank.

You have just been chosen
as the new chairperson

of the Rikers Island
Pen Pal Committee.

Come on, Kevin, those inmates
don't want to hear from me.

Meetings are every
Monday at 8:00

in St. Stephen's,
starting next week.

See you then.

God bless.

(door opens, closes)

(doorbell chimes)

Oh, Detective Reagan.

Uh, do you want
to come in?

No, no. Thank you.

Just wanted you to know
we found Meredith's killer.

In fact,

I just dropped off the
locket to her mother.

I'm happy that her family
will know the truth.

Me, too.

We have something
in common, you and I.

We do?

Mm-hmm.

We both speak for the dead.

Mm-hmm.

Well, the leads you gave us
were very helpful.

So, thank you for that.

But you're still skeptical.

Let's just say I...
prefer to stick to facts.

Before, when I brought up your
wife's name, I'm so sorry.

I didn't know that
it would hit such a chord.

You know...

Not for nothing, but everybody
knew about my wife's death.

I mean, it was
all over the news,

you could've looked it up.

But I didn't.

And she didn't die.

She was murdered.

I don't want your help.

I have no interest

in communicating
with the dead, okay?

My wife knows
how much I love her.

She says
she loves you more.

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