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(horns honking)

Come on!

Get out of the street!

Let's go!

Get out of the damn street,
you freakin' lunatic!

Yo, somebody get a net
for this whackjob, huh?

Hey, pipe down, okay?

Come on, lady!
We're taking care of it.

(horn honks)

Looks like an EDP.

Some kind of
mental disorder.

I hate these
kind of calls.

How do you want
to handle it?

Let's try and
talk to her.

Hey...
Excuse us...

Hey, excuse me.

Excuse us.

Where is it?

They said it was

going to be here,

it's supposed to be here.

Did you lose
something?

If I don't bring it back,

I-I don't know what they'll do.

Look, whatever it is
you're looking for,

maybe if you tell us what it is,
we can help you out.

I-I can't.

They'll hurt me if I tell you.

Who's gonna hurt you?

(horn honking)

While we're young!

Touch that horn one more time

and I'm gonna feed you
the steering wheel.

What's your name?

J... Jenny Strong.

But I can't leave.

They're watching me.

Okay, well, look, whatever it is
you're looking for,

it'll probably be easier to find
once traffic dies down, right?

(horn blares)

I-I guess so.

So why don't you
come with us now,

and then you can come back later

and find whatever it is
you're looking for.

What do you say?

(horns honking)

I guess so.

Okay, great.

(drivers cheering)

CAB DRIVER: Yeah, let's get you two
some medals, huh?

Way to go.

We did have a good case, sir,

but Jane Cooley is
a damn good defense attorney--

I get it. No...

Taking down Grazioso is
a priority for this office.

We just...

Hello?

Guess we'll talk
about that later.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, Jimmy, come on in.

You heard Grazioso
was acquitted

in his racketeering trial?

It's easier to catch
a snake than kill it.

Fortune cookie
wisdom aside,

he runs a major
crime organization

and we need to take him down.

Crazy Lenny's a mob boss, Erin.

He doesn't do
the dirty work anymore.

He gives the orders.
Very, very tough to prove.

Which is why I've been digging
through unsolved crimes

where Grazioso was a suspect.

(laughs) You're gonna need
a pretty big shovel for that.

That's what I thought,

till I saw your name
pop up in a file.

Oh...

Oh, Ronald Green murder.

Hell's Kitchen.

I was just a patrol cop
back then.

ERIN: File says that you
and your partner

were the first ones
on the scene.

Grazioso was questioned,
but never charged.

All true.

Lenny was a soldier
in those days.

Toughest guy on the street.

Lenny warned Green
not to deal on his turf.

Green didn't listen...
end of Green.

But with no witnesses
and no weapon...

Grazioso skated. As usual.

Not to mention when a real
bad guy like Green gets killed,

NYPD doesn't exactly bend over
backwards to make the case.

I'd like to change that ending.

I know it's a long shot,

but I'm gonna reopen
the Green homicide.

I need a lead
investigator

that knows the territory.

Any interest?

Sounds like it got
pretty crazy out there.

Standard vehicle fire.
That's our turf.

Unless the fire's the result
of a traffic accident

with casualties--
which it was.

Well, as long you're all okay.

You guys are just pissed
there was no baby to save.

OFFICER 2: Oh, please.
You hose jockeys

are the biggest glory
hounds on the planet.

LINDA:
Okay. Fellas.

Remember,
we're all on the same team.

Right?

Yeah, well, nobody on our team
sleeps on duty.

Yeah? Well, nobody on our team

beats the hell out of
people for no reason.

You're gonna want
to take that back.

Okay, fellas, you know what?
Calm down, okay?

Meter maid.
Hydrant boy!

Ooh!
(grunting)

Come on!
Security!

I need security. Now.

(grunting)

♪ Blue Bloods 6x04 ♪
With Friends Like These
Original Air Date on October 16, 2015

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@elder_man

♪ ♪

How many of our guys took part?

Three. Against three
of theirs.

Any civilians
involved?

Just cops
and firefighters,

beating the hell
out of each other.

Your tax dollars at work.

According to our officers,

one of the fireflies
passed a remark

about excessive
use of force.

That'll do it.

It shouldn't.

According to my source,

our guys did their fair share
of mouthing off.

I'm not defending 'em, boss,
but you know the FDNY,

acting like God's gift.

Hell, they pose

for nudie calendars over there!

Never see any
of our boys doing that.

I think you could
pull it off, Sid.

Damn straight.

On the merits,

FD does a good job for this city.
Sure.

But every time I try
to schedule something

with their commissioner,
all I get is whining.

Equal billing
with the PC,

equidistant to the mayor...
He's jealous

because everybody knows
your name and nobody knows his.

There is no excuse

for a public incident like this.

That said, issue all parties
a command discipline,

minimize the fallout
and let's move on.

It may be too late
for that last part.

The press has it?

It's gonna be on the cover
of the Post tomorrow.

And they're looking for

a comment from you.

Okay.

"The sons of bitches
got their asses kicked."

The mayor's on the line,

with the commissioner of O.E.M.

You need to take it.

I'll call back.

Erin Reagan, Marty Brock.

Marty and I were assigned
a foot post together

the night Ronald Green
got killed.

Well, thanks for
helping us out with this.

Been retired
four years now.

Got to admit,
I've missed the game.

I bet.

Marty and I, we responded
to an alarm at this bodega--

it used to be
a Polish place back then.

I checked the front,

he took the alley.

This way.

BROCK:
I heard sounds of a struggle,

I turned the corner,
heard three shots,

then a body
hits the ground.

You see the shooter?

Heard footsteps

fleeing the scene.

I tried to save Green,
but he was too far gone.

Yeah, I gave chase

while Marty called a bus,
but I came up empty.

Which leaves us
with an unsolved homicide.

Well, maybe not.

According to
the case folder,

the original search covered
a two-block radius.

This morning, me and Jimmy
extended the area search

another two blocks
in the direction

the suspect fled.

And looky what we found.

.38 caliber...

same caliber gun
that killed Ronald Green.

Where'd you find this?

Roof of a single story warehouse
that's been abandoned for years

and wedged under

a pile of asphalt shingles.

Blended right in.

Well, there's no guarantee
that it's the murder weapon.

No, but dreaming big?

If we can link it
to Grazioso,

you could charge him
with murder.

I'll just be a second, okay?

(sighs)

I can't thank
you both enough

for taking care
of Jenny.

Just glad that
we could help.

What exactly
do the doctors say?

She was diagnosed with
schizoaffective disorder

two years ago.

Lately,
she's been getting worse.

Must be tough on you.

We lost Jenny's mom
a couple of years ago,

so it's just been the two of us.

I do the best I can,

I just...

I wish I could do more.

Well, you know, there are
places for people like Jenny...

places where she can get
the help that she needs.

I work for Bridge and Tunnel.

There's no way I could swing

one of those fancy
private hospitals.

There are state institutions.

I visited
a couple.

They're like prison camps.

I'd die before I'd put Jenny
in one of those places.

The city has psychiatric social
workers that you can talk with.

I went to the Department
of Health and Mental Hygiene.

Sat with a caseworker.

She told me there was nothing
she could do.

Tell you what.
Give us the name

of that caseworker
and we'll reach out to her.

I appreciate that.

A 15-year-old homicide?

Please tell me
this is a bad joke.

The joke's on you,
I'm afraid.

Mr. Grazioso,
you knew Ronald Green?

Everyone knew that drug-dealing
sack of crap.

Got what he had coming.

COOLEY:
Though my client

had nothing to do
with his death.

Witnesses say your client
threatened Mr. Green

shortly before his death.

I used to threaten
a lot of people.

I've mellowed with age.

This is a fishing expedition,
Counselor.

And all you're
going to catch

is a lawsuit for harassment

and prosecutorial misconduct.

We'll see about that.

See, we found a gun in
Hell's Kitchen this morning.

Ballistics match the bullets
that killed Ronald Green.

COOLEY: Well, unless
Mr. Grazioso's

prints or DNA are on it,
you have nothing.

You see,
that's where you're wrong.

The gun had been reported stolen

in a home invasion robbery
in Riverdale

about a year before
Green's death.

Are you okay, Lenny?

What the hell is this about?

Two men were convicted
for that home invasion.

One got 14 months,
the other got three months.

You were working the system
even back then, huh?

I didn't pop the little bastard.

Even if my client stole the gun,

that doesn't prove

he had anything to do
with Green's death.

True.

But I think when I introduce

Lenny's connection to that gun

and add in his mortal threats

against the victim,
maybe toss in

his reputation for violence?
(clicks tongue)

I think the jury's
gonna eat that up.

I'll see you in court.

Oh, and Lenny?

Wear that blue suit.

I like that one.

I met with Jenny Strong
and her father.

There's no question
she belongs in a care facility.

Joseph Strong said he's unable
to afford a private hospital.

Most people can't.

That's why God created
the state hospital system.

Well, apparently,
God didn't do a very good job.

Joseph Strong's afraid to put
Jenny in a place like that.

That's his right.

And his choice.

Now, is there anything else
I can do for you?

"Anything else"?

I'm sorry, you're implying
that you've done something?

I have-- my job.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Look, we understand
you're really busy.

We just want to know if there's
another option for Jenny Strong.

(sighs)

I recommended a home health aid,

and Mr. Strong indicated
he can't afford that.

And, unfortunately, he has
no relatives in the area

who can help with
his daughter's care.

Well, what's the guy
supposed to do?

Let me break it down for you.

Resources for this agency
are completely inadequate.

And when the budget ax falls,
it hits here first.

We do the best we can
with what we've got.

All due respect,

it sounds like you're just
kind of throwing your hands up.

Look who's talking.

Excuse me?

What's that supposed to mean?

The city employees

these poor folks come
into contact with the most--

NYPD.

That's nothing
we wanted.

Well, you got it.

And, frankly,
you're doing a lousy job.

You're barely trained to deal
with the mentally ill,

and yet you're often
the first responders.

So before you barge
in here, pointing fingers,

take a look in the mirror first.

Appreciate your help.

Thanks for
meeting me, Stan.

It's not exactly voluntary.

The mayor wants us
to bury the hatchet.

I'm not here 'cause
the mayor told me to be.

You?

Have it your way.

We're here because
we miss each other so much.

You want to show
some respect?

Sid.

What happened in that
E.R. is bad for everyone.

Yours and mine.

FDNY had the call
under control,

when ESU marched in
and started barking orders.

According to the incident
command directive,

my officers were well
within their authority.

Agree to disagree.

The incident report has
one of your guys

throwing the first punch.

NYPD incident report?

Nurse on duty confirms it.

Yeah.

Yeah, and she has
a very familiar last name.

I talked to the DA,
no charges will be brought.

Yeah, 'cause your guys
would get charged too.

Is this going somewhere?

Not if you keep
putting up roadblocks.

Every day, your people step
all over FDNY jobs,

and you want what?

A note of thanks,
a box of chocolates?

This is way above
my pay grade.

STAN: Oh, you
got that right.

You're not everybody's
boss, Frank.

You got a problem,
talk to O.E.M.

STAN: Oh, yeah, and they may
as well be on your payroll.

And we both know the mayor
always sides with the PD.

Or maybe just his commissioner.

Ah...

There he is.

The real Frank Reagan
just showed up.

Our people need to cooperate.

By which you mean-- the guys
with the guns run the show.

It is our job to protect
everyone, including your men.

My men can take care
of themselves.

The mayor suggested
a joint photo op

to show that there's no rift

between the cops
and the fire fighters.

Why don't we
step outside?

Pass.

You're passing on your picture
in the papers?

That'd be a first.

Good day, Frank.

Good talk, Stan.

Counselor.

I came to discuss
the Ronald Green case.

If you're shopping for a deal,
it's not gonna happen.

We're not looking to cop a plea.

Okay, so why are you here?

Mr. Grazioso didn't kill
Ronald Green.

Well, we'll have a nice long
trial to prove just that.

Actually, I don't think
it will take very long.

I do like your confidence.

I have an alibi witness
who will swear

that my client was in his
apartment ten blocks away

when Mr. Green was murdered.

And let me guess.

It's one of your client's
mob associates?

As a matter of fact, yes.

And you're gonna hang
your entire defense

on the credibility
of a gangster?

Well, not just any gangster.

Sorry, I was in the can.

Airline food.

Vincent.

How you doing, kiddo?

She could take some
responsibility.

Instead, she's blaming the
NYPD for doing a lousy job

with the mentally ill,
which is her job.

It's not our job.

Hey, she's right on that--
it's our job too.

We don't have the
training or the resources

to deal with EDPs.

They don't have the
resources either,

and passing the buck back
and forth doesn't help.

So now we're supposed
to be shrinks too?

Comes with the
territory, I guess.

Jamie, do you...

do you remember that
rookie from the 2-9

who shot an EDP who
went for his gun?

The papers found
out about that,

and it cost the city
a million bucks,

not to mention the cop
a lot of heartache.

Yeah, I didn't say
it was fair.

But for better or worse, we're
the ones on the front lines.

I met Jenny Strong,
I've seen her situation.

Now how am I gonna unsee it?

What the hell are you
doing here, Vincent?

What, you're not
happy to see me?

Look, Erin,

I had no idea
you were the prosecutor.

I heard through the grapevine
the DA was going after Lenny

for popping Ronny Green.

I had no idea the mob grapevine
extended to rural Iowa.

I keep in touch
with the old gang, okay?

Let me tell you
about witness protection.

It's boring as hell.

Sometimes I think
I'm going out of my mind.

It still doesn't explain
why you're here.

The boss needs an alibi.

You're looking at him.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but wasn't it Grazioso

who put a price on your head

for turning informant
in the first place?

That would be correct.

So he punched
your ticket to Iowa,

and now you're gonna
vouch for him?

Ironic, eh?

Vincent, I read
your proffer to the feds

before you entered WITSEC.

You were required
to list every crime

of which you
had knowledge,

and never once did you
mention the Green case.

Must have slipped my mind.

My point being
is if you testify

and it comes out that
you had any knowledge

of this case beyond
Grazioso's whereabouts,

you could be kicked
out of WITSEC.

You would be on your own and...

And you don't care,

because you have no intention
of returning to WITSEC,

do you, Vincent?

You're getting warmer.

You cut a deal with Grazioso.

Your testimony
for the price off your head.

That's what I love about you.

You're beautiful...
and you're smart.

Drop the knife!

Don't shoot, please!

Do as I say!

Drop the knife.
Sir, just stay back.

Please, don't hurt her--
please, she doesn't know

what she's doing, Please!
Hey, hey, what's going on?

Domestic disturbance,
she stabbed her father.

You don't understand--
they're coming for me.

Uh, hey, hey, don't shoot, okay?

We know this girl, we know her.

Then tell her to
put the knife down.

She's an EDP.

I don't care if she's freaking
E.T., she needs to put it down.

Hey, just give me a minute
to talk to her, all right?

Just give me
a minute.

Jamie.

Uh, I'll be careful.

Be careful.

All right, all
right, all right.

Jenny, hey.

Do you remember me,
Officer Reagan?

I didn't mean to hurt Daddy.

They said he was gonna kill me.

I'm okay, baby,
I'm okay.

That's right,
he's okay.

I just need you to relax
and put down the knife.

I can't do that, they're
probably watching me right now.

No one's watching you,
Jenny, I promise.

Look, Jenny, I know
things are bad right now,

but you're scared.

But if you trust me...
if you'd just trust me,

I promise things
will get better.

Would you put down
the knife, please?

(sobbing):
I'm really sorry.

It's okay.

Okay?

It's okay.

So the smoke-eaters land
at the crime scene,

ignore an order
to stand down,

and now I got
a wounded officer.

That's about it.

FRANK:
As you were.

FRANK:
Officer Redlich.

Commissioner Reagan.

How's the leg?

(sighs)

It's a lot better,
sir, thank you.

I want you to tell
the commissioner

how you got shot, Derek.

And this is not
an investigation.

We're on the
same side here.

We were, uh, working
with the narcotics task force,

getting ready to hit
this drug den off 110th.

And suspects got wind
we were coming.

Go on.

They set the place on fire.

Probably trying to
destroy evidence.

Boss decided we'd collar
the suspects

as they fled
the burning building.

To avoid a fire fight.

Makes sense.

Next thing we know,
FD's on the scene.

Boss briefed the fire captain,
told him it's a crime scene

with armed
suspects inside.

He ordered the FD not to
approach the building.

But they engaged
the fire anyway.

REDLICH: Suspects started shooting,
we were force to return fire,

and all hell broke loose.

That's when I got hit.

Thank you, Derek.

Good work today.

Thank you, sir.

Those sons of bitches
need to pay for this.

Somebody does.

Interfering with
police business,

endangering an officer.

Say the word, I'll collar

every joker in
that engine company!

Not gonna happen.

Why the hell not?

Because they were following
orders from the top.

Commissioner Rourke?

That was a shot across the bow.

Mine.

Beautiful night, huh?

Shouldn't you be out celebrating
with your mob buddies?

Erin, I wanted to tell you

that I-I feel bad
about what happened.

It wasn't personal.

What about all that stuff
you fed me in Iowa

about changing your life?

About making
your granddaughter proud?

That was all true.

Give me a break.

You saw a chance to buy
your freedom and you took it.

Guilty as charged,
except for one minor detail.

Crazy Lenny

did not kill Ronald Green.

You know what?

You want to keep telling
yourself that-- fine.

But don't lie to me.

I got no reason to.

The fact of the matter is

I was with Grazioso
in his apartment

the night that

that dirt bag Green got whacked.

And I was smoking a Cuban cigar
just like this one.

You went after
the wrong guy, kiddo.

Okay, so if Grazioso
didn't do it,

who killed Ronald Green?

Erin, Erin,
that was a long time ago.

Come on, let it go.

Tell me.

Okay.

Back in Hell's Kitchen,

when we were coming up,

the cops and the wise guys,

we had an understanding.

So, you're telling me
the cops knew who killed Green

and they just
turned their backs?

No.

I'm telling you

that the guy who killed Green

was wearing a badge.

Beef stew's
delicious, Erin.

Got the recipe online.

From a new firehouse cookbook.

Very funny.

(laughter)

I just lost my appetite.

FDNY isn't at the top
of my list right now, boys.

Okay, guys, no matter
what you think of them,

firemen are great cooks.

Oh, please.

That's 'cause they
sit around all day

swapping recipes.

(laughs)

Yeah, using the uniform
to pick up girls.

Exactly.

But, uh, isn't that
how you met Mom?

Eat your food.
Ooh...

Let's face it--
firemen are hot.

Right, Mom?

I decline to answer on the basis
it might incriminate me.

Yeah, what she said.

NICKY:
Mm-hmm.

Cowards.

Isn't it weird that cops and
fireman hate each other so much?

That's because they're
smoke-eating pretty boys.

Right, Pops?

Did I say that?

We don't exactly
hate each other, Jack.

It's just that
sometimes we disagree.

Strenuously.

Like the brawl at the
Bravest-Finest hockey game

last year at the Coliseum.

Mm.

We kicked their butts
all over the ice.

Lovely.

That's right.

And we smoked those bums 8-5.

Sometimes people
who are supposed to get along

And end up fighting instead, Jack.

Unfortunately, that's
when people can get hurt.

We still talking about firemen?

Eddie and I have been dealing

with a mentally ill woman
the last few days.

She needs help.
In-between us

and DHMH,
she's not getting it.

There's a ton of people like
that living up near school.

It's really sad.

Dealing with that population
has always been a crapshoot.

It shouldn't be.

They come into
the hospital every day.

We treat them.
We put them back on the street.

Doesn't solve the problem.

They're all over court, too.

Most of them don't belong.

Can't save everyone.

We can try.

You got a minute?

I'm all ears.

As long as it's not about FDNY.

Oh, this will hit
closer to home.

You know my office is
pursuing Lenny Grazioso?

With limited success.

To say the least.

So I dug up an
unsolved murder

of a drug dealer
from 15 years ago.

Donald Green.

When a weapon

is found on a cold homicide,
it hits my radar.

Well, I was hoping to use
that weapon to nail Grazioso,

but he has an alibi.

That's not the end of the story.

I have information

that Ronald Green was
killed by a police officer.

(sighs)

How credible's the source?

We've put some really bad guys
away based on his testimony.

Cop committing murder's rare.

But you already know that,
so what are you really asking?

Ronald Green was a really
bad guy, who got killed.

With Grazioso cleared, I have
no reason to pursue this case.

But if I pursue it,

and my source turns
out to be right...

You've be solving a cold case.

A murder case.

With a cop as the perp.

Show me where it says
we get to pick and choose.

Hey, whole precinct's talking

about how talked that knife
out of Jenny Strong's hand.

It wasn't that big a deal.

You saved her life, Jamie.

Ah, maybe, but she's
still in a lot of trouble.

Oh, I keep thinking
of those guys

that were first on the scene.

They were in a
really tough spot.

Yeah, and they showed
proper restraint.

I don't know,
if it had been me,

I might've shot her.

I don't believe that.

Trust me, if she came
after you with that knife,

I'd have taken her out.

Jenny Strong isn't responsible
for her actions, Eddie.

She's sick.

Listen, you put your life
on the line, Jamie,

and maybe that was heroic.

But it was also very reckless.

And you could've died.

So who's gonna protect her?
So what,

are you gonna babysit her 24/7?

I won't have to.

A guy that I went
to school with is now

chief counsel at the Willow
Lanes Institute in Westchester.

Willow Lanes Institute,
Westchester?

That doesn't sound
like big bucks to you?

Bucks the Strongs don't have?

They have
a small number of beds

for needy patients--
my pal was able

to pull a few strings
and got her a bed.

That's huge.

Yeah, well, it's a
chance anyway, so...

I don't care what
everyone says, Reagan,

you're all right.

See you at roll call.

ERIN:
Thanks for meeting me.

You know I love you, Erin,

but... I just got
straight with Grazioso,

and the last thing I need
is to be seen palling around

with the D.A.'s office.

I need to know
who killed Ronald Green.

That again?

That piece of garbage

is dead and buried.

Leave him there.
I can't.

You said a cop
pulled the trigger.

I need a name.

I'm done making cases
for you guys, okay?

I just got my life back.

And I want to spend
the rest of it,

one, taking care
of my granddaughter;

two, eating a lot of pasta;

and three, probably
losing my ass

at the track-- that's it.

Please.

(sighs)

You're-you're stubborn.

All right, listen to me.

Not everyone
that grows up

in Hell's Kitchen
becomes a gangster.

Some...

become cops.

You want answers?

Start there.

ERIN:
You told me yourself

you used to run errands
for Lenny Grazioso.

Yeah, when I was ten years old
I picked up

his damn cigars for him--
so what?

So I'm the prosecutor
on this case,

and I've got to ask
these questions,

and you would do
the same thing, am I right?

What do you got?

I've got credible information

that Ronald Green
was killed by a cop.

From who?

Vincent Rella.

Well, that's a fresh definition

of "credible."
Well, you know,

he's never lied to me,

and I can count those people
on one hand.

Am I one of them?

I certainly hope so.

Gee, thanks for that.

You were there, Jimmy.

Look...

if I whacked
Ronald Green,

why the hell would I agree
to reopen the case for you?

I don't know. You tell me.
When I ran

into that alley,
Green had already been shot.

Marty was working on him

to try to keep
him alive.

And I...

Hey, no way.

No way. Marty Brock
was a good cop.

Does he know Grazioso?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
everyone knew Lenny.

What about Ronald Green?

Green was Marty's guy.

We used him as a snitch
sometimes.

Any chance that relationship
went south?

Well, I think
I would've known, yeah.

But you don't,
in fact, know, right?

Who found the weapon
on the roof, you or Marty?

He did.

I think we need to talk
to your ex-partner.

Good night.

Mr. Strong,
thanks for coming in.

I wanted to talk to you
about Jenny.

I appreciate everything you
did for her, Officer Reagan.

Look, I made a couple of calls

and I was able to get her a bed
at Willow Lanes.

It's a great hospital.
Officer Reagan...

What?

Jenny's dead.

She, uh...

(trembling breath)

She hung herself last night.

♪ ♪

So now you're saying I was in
the drug business with Green?

Screw you, Jimmy!

That alley is
a known drug location.

Maybe you stumbled on Green

dealing behind
your back...

you didn't like it,
so you killed him.

With a second gun

I just happen to be carrying?

We both carried a second piece
back then, Marty.

And according
to the lab results,

that gun lacks wear and tear
consistent with a weapon

that sat outside on a roof
for the last 15 years.

So let me get this straight.

Somehow,
I get my hands

on this piece Grazioso stole,

use it to pop Green,

then hang onto it for 15 years

JIMMY:
After Grazioso

got busted for that robbery,

the weapon disappeared
from the evidence room.

So?

So a gun linked
to a known mob figure

is the perfect murder weapon.

You shot Green,
then you held onto the gun

just in case somebody took
a second look at his death.

Man...

you guys are really desperate.

You can't nail Grazioso,

so you come after me?

Come on, Marty.

If you did this...

Are-are you kidding me?

You saw the shooter
flee the scene!

You chased him!

Unless it wasn't the shooter,

but the individual

Green was selling to...

who witnessed the murder.

You got any more questions,
call my lawyer.

I'm done.

And you and me...

we're done, too.

You're like
a recurring nightmare.

I know that Marty Brock
killed Ronald Green.

Great.

Go arrest the schmuck,

but please,
leave me out of this.

I can't do that.

Maron...

And here we go again.

I had the same problem
that I had with Grazioso.

Yeah.

You got no damn case.

There was a witness
there that night,

someone who saw
Brock kill Green.

Look, way back, I heard
that Brock took out Green

because he was holding back on
his cut of the drug business.

So they were working together.

Yeah.

He had police protection.

Don't you understand?

That's why he
had the balls

to deal on Grazioso's turf.

Until the garbanzo decided
to hold back on Brock.

Bad career move.

I need to find that witness,
Vincent.

Erin, I don't have a name.

If I had one, you know
I'd give it to you.

I never heard about any witness.

Your men crossed the line, Stan.
Not till O.E.M. says they did.

You're not dealing with O.E.M.
You're dealing with me.

A lot of folks in this town

think you walk on water, Frank,

but I'm not one of 'em,
so say what you got to say,

or stop wasting my time.

I just did. You want me
to speak more slowly?

Your men...

Did their jobs.

Risked the lives of my cops,

and in doing so,
probably broke the law.

So bust 'em.

There's not a jury
in this town

that gonna convict firefighters

for heroically doing their job.

Stan, did you give the order

to ignore my officers
on the scene

and engage that fire?

No, I did not.

If that's what you came for,
then we're done here.

I got a meeting with the mayor.

You like our mayor?

He's a good man,
for a politician.

So you don't like politicians.

Not as a rule, no.

Neither do I!

So we agree on something.

So?

So we're both talking
like someone

who, as a rule, we don't like.

If our guys,

starting with you and me,
can't get along,

it is the people we serve
who get caught in the crossfire.

You first.

Well, you're right.

No jury's gonna convict your men
for endangering mine.

And I have no appetite
for the circus

that arresting them would cause.

So that's off the table?

It can be.

If?

If... you make a public apology

to my officer,

Derek Redlich.

I could make
a statement of regret.

Released to the press.

(chuckles)

You love your newspaper ink.

I love transparency
and full disclosure.

Done.

And...

What "and"?

And your word

that your department
will defer to NYPD

at all crime scenes.

That has to be done retail.

As it has throughout the history

of both our
departments.

It's that history
that got us into this mess.

I'm not just FD;

you're not just PD.

I'm FDNY, you are NYPD.

And that history,
that rivalry,

is part of what made
this city great.

I...

I ain't messing
with that, Frank.

You shouldn't, either.

You'll copy my DCPI
on your statement?

You got it.

See you at
the next chicken dinner.

From opposite
ends of the dais.

Exactly.

Good day, Frank.

Good talk, Stan.

What do you want, Marty?

I heard you were
back in town, Vincent.

We need to talk.

There.

(cocks hammer)

That's better.

What are you doing here, Marty?

Every since
you turned rat,

you keep some real
strange company.

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

Lady prosecutor accuses me
of clipping Ronald Green,

then goes looking for you?

She wanted witnesses.

I gave her nothing.

Why don't I believe you?

Look, Green was a scumbag, okay?

You protected his business

and he held back your end.

You had every right to pop him.

Damn right I did.

Now give me the name
of that witness

before I pop you.

I got no name

of no witnesses.

You're free and clear, Marty.

Listen up, Rella.

I'm gonna ask you
one more time...

Drop the gun!

Now!
You wearing a wire, Vincent?

Once a cheese eater,

always a cheese eater.
Don't make me

do it, Marty.
Drop the gun now!

Hey, you took
your sweet time.

Yeah, I had you covered.

Sorry it went down
like this, Marty.

It's on me.

See you, Jimmy.

You okay?

Another day
at the office.

That puppy
nearly got me get killed.

Well, the way I see it,
we nail Brock for killing Green

or killing you.

Either way we get our man.

(chuckles)
You get what you need?

Yes. You really went out
on a limb for me, Vincent.

What can I do? I-I'm a sucker
for a pretty face.

I'm sorry about your partner.

Yeah, me too.
But he made his bed.

I'm gonna go write this up.

It's tough when friends
let you down.

(soft chuckle)

That's ironic
coming from a mob informant.

Just for that,
you owe me a dinner.

You sure you can
afford to be seen

running around
with the D.A.'s office?

There's a back room
at John and Tony's.

I tell you what
I'm gonna do:

I'm even gonna let you pay.

Lucky me.

I really wanted
to help her.

I know that.

So if part of this
is on me...

No, it's not.

I can deal
with that.

But what I also know?

I was hamstrung at every turn.

From the city agencies
to our own lack of training

inside the department
dealing with EDPs.

Well...

if it is a training issue,

we could try to do something
about that.

But the other variables,
not so much.

But there are a thousand
Jenny Strongs out there.

And unless something changes,

they're gonna fall into some
really deep cracks.

So, I'd...

I'd like you to consider putting
up an advisory committee

to study how the department
can do a better job

in dealing with
the mentally ill.

Comprised of?
The best people

you can field.

John Jay, Payne Whitney,

Health and Human Services.

And also from
the front lines here.

I'll consider it.

Under one condition.

What's that?

You bring me the list.

The people you'd want
on a committee like that.

Me? Um, I mean, okay, but...

Yeah, no,

with anyone else
it's just be an assignment.

With you, right now...

it's some kind of calling.

So bring me a list

and make sure you're on it.

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