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Previously on The Equalizer...

Hey. Who's your friend?

Aunt Vi, this is Cameron.

Are you a sophomore, too?

Junior, actually.

You must be starting to
think about colleges.

Oh, nah, not going to college.

I got other plans.

How are things with Big Ben?

Exactly how I knew it'd be.

Dad, where's Grandpa?

He's not gonna make
it. His car broke down.

Seriously?

Addie Stanford, from
parole downstairs?

And why do I need a travel pass?

Your father, Ben
Dante, registered you

to accompany him to a
funeral this weekend?

Right.

That funeral. Thanks, Addie.

Rob, what are you doing here?

Miles, I need your help.

Miles, your ex-husband?

He helps out sometimes.

Look, I still don't know exactly

what type of operation
you're running, Robyn,

but whatever it is,

I want in.

MAN: He's gettin' away!

[gunfire]

There he is!

MAN 2: After him! After him!

MAN: You see him?

He's trapped!

We know you ain't
got no more bullets!

♪

ROBYN: Is that
what I think it is?

Depends. Does it look like an
award-winning peach cobbler?

Absolutely.

Oh, I can't wait to see the
look on Barbara Sullivan's face

when I pass her for the most
wins in block party history.

That's right. Yeah, let's go!

I ain't playing
with her this year!

I know that's right. I
know that's right, Aunt Vi.

I can't tell you how much I've
been looking forward to today.

You have loved this block party
ever since you were little.

I mean, I'm just excited
to have a day off.

Just a chance to kick back,

have some fun, just
like a normal person.

If anybody deserves
it, it's you.

Ah. Good morning, guys!

- Well, someone's happy.
- Hello. [Laughs]

Hi. Mom, good morning.

Okay, so, I just got
off the phone with Dad,

and turns out, he was
able to move his shift,

so he'll be there
today after all.

Great!

Right? Oh, my gosh,
I cannot remember

the last time we all
hung out together.

This is going to be so awesome.

[phone buzzes]

Hey, Dante.

Morning. You and the fam
heading over to the block party?

We are. Are we
gonna see you there?

Wouldn't miss it.

I'll be working the grill at
the community outreach table.

It's a good chance
for the neighborhood

to get to know the NYPD.

Also a good chance to
spend time with you.

[laughs softly] I can't wait.

Anyway, I'll be there
as soon as I get back

from this funeral in Jersey.

Sorry for your loss.

Oh, no, not mine. Big Ben's
old partner, Johnny D.

Terms of his parole require
an escort out of state.

And you volunteered?

No, but I'm doing it anyway.

Uh, he's here.[tapping
on window]

- Find you when I get there?
- You better.

[car door opens]

You're late.

Good morning to you, too.

You haven't been
answering my texts.

My phone died. I keep forgetting
to plug it in at night.

I was starting to
think you blew it off.

Why wouldn't I show up to
my old partner's funeral?

I don't know, Pop. Why don't
you show up to a lot of things?

What I don't get is why we
didn't just meet at your place.

Would have been nice to have
breakfast with my grandkids.

Because this way, if
you don't show up,

the only person you're
letting down is Johnny.

And you can't piss him off
too bad because he's dead.

Though, knowing you,
you'd find a way, Pop.

[engine starts]

♪ Ooh, all right

♪ Hey, yeah...

Ah!

[laughter]

You guys made it.

Do you think we'd miss this?

- Hi.
- I mean, when do we get the chance

to just hang out?

- You know?
- I know.

Where's Aunt Vi? Down here,

about to destroy the competition
with her famous peach cobbler.

HARRY: - Endless cobbler?
- MEL: Oh.

You'll have to excuse me,
ladies. Destiny calls.

[Robyn and Mel laughing]

All right, I should go find Dee.

Go on. I'm gonna say
hello to Aunt Vi.

Okay, well, make sure you
check out the incense table,

get your karaoke on, and
Miss Loretta's jerk chicken

is fire.

- Okay, I'll see you later.
- Okay.

[lively chatter]

Aunt Vi...

Hi, Mel.

- It's so good to see you.
- You, too.

But I am concerned.

Do you ever feed that man?

Ah. Peach cobbler

is kind of his thing.

It's a borderline fetish.

Barbara.

Vee-ola.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did
I get that wrong?

Girl, I never seem
to get it straight.

How could you? We only see
each other once a year.

Usually when I'm collecting
the first-place ribbons.

Always living in
the past, Vee-ola,

but this year will be different.

Not if your cobbler's the same.

Oh, I got something for
you this year. Bring it.

Hmph.

Wow. Don't worry about it.

She's gonna be singing
a different tune

when I beat her ass

the third year in a row.[laughs]

Okay. Check it out.

One of the judges is a no-show
today, so... [clicks tongue]

- Tell me you didn't.
- Honey, I had to.

It's-it's my civic duty.

I mean, the, uh, the
needs of the many

outweigh the sugar-shock
of the judge.

Babe, how are you
going to be impartial?

Aunt Vi's in the contest.

Not to worry. It's
a blind taste test.

You know, also,
honey, as you know,

my reputation is
unim-peach-able.

Sugar's rotting your brain.
I'm gonna cut you off.

Oh, please don't.[laughs]

♪ Don't sweat the
technique... Okay. Okay. Okay.

[laughter] Oh!

Okay.

[laughter]

Oh, man. That one takes
me all the way back.

Dad, I forgot you
had moves. [Laughs]

- Yeah, so did he.
- I tell you, it's a shame, man.

We used to come here
every year without fail.

- But life happens, right?
- ROBYN: I remember that year

you went too far on those
Jamaican beef patties.

Oh. Oh, my gosh.

ROBYN: Yeah, that
didn't end well.

It did not end well. No.

Ooh. Or the year you
beat Dad at H.O.R.S.E.

with, like, everyone watching.

Year? You mean years?

Okay, okay. Now you guys
just making stuff up.

You want to go? Right
now, me and you?

MILES: It's right over here

- if you want to try me.
- Hey. Hey, there's my friend Cam.

I haven't seen him in forever.

Oh, go ahead, say hi.

Mom and I can take care
of ourselves. Okay.

Yeah, I'll find you guys in a bit.
MILES: Yeah, I'll be watching.

Cam?

No way! Dee!

- What's up?
- Hey.

Oh, my gosh.

It's been ages.

Uh, Delilah, this is Tyrese.

Uh, Ty and I... we
grew up together.

- What's up?
- Hey.

Yo, those are nice kicks.

TYRESE: Thanks, Private School.

Cam, I'm gonna take a lap,

check out the food court.

I'll catch - you guys later.
- All right, bro.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

So... [laughs] Uh, what
have you been up to?

Uh, well, you know that
app I was talking about?

It launched.

It's reselling sneakers, right?

Oh, high-end sneakers.

I'm talking limited
editions, collabs.

It's called "Premium Kicks."

That's amazing.

Not going to college next
year was the right decision.

Yeah. I mean, just by
not going into debt,

I'm ahead of the game.

And I got to admit,

I have actually been
reconsidering college myself.

Really? You? I know.

I know. [Laughs] That's crazy.

I know.[laughs]

Actually, I would really
love to talk to you about it.

Yeah, let's do it.
How about over tacos?

Sounds good.

Let's do it. [Laughs]
Let's do it. [Laughs]

Stephon sure is getting big.

You don't want to
talk? Have it your way.

It's my way now, huh?

Who do you think
I learned it from?

Look, Marcus, I
know you're angry,

been angry for a long time.

And I've come to
terms with that.

But I'm trying to start over.

I think you need to
give me a chance.

I gave you that chance when
you wanted to take the boys

to the Yankee game. You blew it.

I told you, something came up.

- Uh-huh.
- This was important.

What was more important than
not letting your grandsons down?

Never mind.

No, go on, tell
me. I want to know.

Really? Really, I do.

Okay.

Then I'll tell you.

[engine revving][tires
screeching]

The hell is this guy doing?

[tires screeching]

Gun!

[engine revving][tires
screeching]

DRIVER: Hey! Get off the road!

♪

Go faster! They're gaining!

[gunshots]

♪

[grunting][tires screeching]

Look out!

[grunts]

♪

[echoing]: Marcus.

[gunshot][grunts]

[gunshots]

[groans softly]

You okay?[hisses]

[groans softly] Been better.

Suck it up. We got to move.

[groaning]

Want me to get that?

I got it. I got it.

Wait.[panting]

Here.

[groans]

[grunting]

[breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[groaning]

[groans]

[clinking]

You good?

[sighs] Sounded
like two shooters.

- Yeah.
- You put 'em down fast.

Save the back-patting.
There's gonna be more coming.

Somebody planned
that to take us out.

If there's a plan...

There's a backup plan.

[grunts, hisses] You good?

I'm fine.

[grunts][groans]

This is no time for
pride, boy.[panting]

Take my shoulder.

Come on.

I got you.[grunts]

We need to get off
the street now.

[grunts] Come on.

[grunting]

[groans]

This'll do.

[pants]

♪ Don't let me down

♪ I pray, oh, pretty baby ♪

♪ Now that I found you

♪ Stay and let me love you ♪

♪ Oh, baby

♪ Let me love you, oh

♪ Baby. [Cheering, applause]

[whooping]

Yes!

- Yes!
- Yeah, Mel, you killed it!

Yeah? Really?[laughs] Yes. Yes!

That was better than.
- In the shower, babe! - Oh!

[laughing]

You have a lot of peach.
- Cobbler in your beard. - Oh.

[laughing] Speaking
of cobbler, come on.

I gotta go to the judges'
table. Come on, let's go.

Now, these two,

they're part of
your team, right?

What team?

[quietly]: Okay.

Well, have you at least
thought about what I asked you?

About working with me?

Yeah.

Saving lives side by side again,

the adrenaline rush of enemy
bullets going over our heads.

I know you haven't forgotten

how great we are in
the field together.

That was a long time
ago. Things have changed.

Sure. But haven't I proven
that I'm still reliable?

I mean, you showed
up at my house twice

with almost-dead people
and I helped you out,

no questions asked, didn't I?

Oh, there were questions.

But you... were a big help.

Come on, Rob.

All I'm asking is
that you let me in

to whatever it is
you got going on.

I know it's worthwhile
if you're pursuing it.

[chuckles softly]

That is very flattering.

But let me consider
it a bit longer.

It's not just my decision.

[indistinct shouting]
Okay, I tell you what.

How 'bout we play for it?

[chuckles] This is not the kind
of thing you decide with a game.

Oh.

Sounds to me like
somebody's scared.

You do know I have
seen you shoot.

Well, then...

Okay.

It's on.

I'm so glad I ran into you.

Can't believe how
long it's been.

Yeah.

But, you know what, it
feels like yesterday.

MAN: Where is it?
It was just here!

Hey. What's happening. - Over there?
- I can't find it anywhere!

- I don't know.
- Somebody must've took it!

I just left for a minute. I
had to go to the bathroom.

WOMAN: Are we sure it's gone?

It's gone. The
strongbox is empty.

Hey, what's going on?

Someone stole all
the raffle money.

Over 2,000 bucks.

We were raising it
for Kevin Jordan.

Help him pay for expenses

at college next year.

Yo, that's messed up.

Hey. There's Tyrese.

You think maybe
he saw something?

Uh, maybe. We can ask him.

Yo, Ty.

What's up?

Yo. Someone just
stole a bunch of cash

from the raffle booth,
and everyone's tripping

because no one saw it happen.

You see anything?

Nah, man.

Why are you asking me?

[chuckles]: There's
no reason, bro. Chill.

[phone rings]

My bad. I got to take this.

- Hey, yo, what's poppin'?
- Pretty defensive, don't you think?

Ty? Nah. He

he's just wound tight.

You know him really well, right?

Do you think it's possible
that...[chuckles]: Oh.

Whoa, let me stop
you right there.

Just 'cause Ty is
"from the hood"

doesn't mean he
stole that money.

Wait, what? No, it's not
about where he's from, okay?

He took off for a while.

And the next time we see him,

he's not far from
where it happened.

So?

Maybe he just went to
the bathroom and then

decided to buy a T-shirt
or something. I don't know.

But then why was he
acting all weird?

Look, all I'm saying is that
somebody took that money.

And it's a big deal to that
kid going off to college.

Okay, sure.

But I know Tyrese.
He's a good guy.

Look, I'm not about to
accuse my friend of stealing,

especially not based on
some half-baked theory.

I'm not asking you
to accuse anybody.

I just...

I'm trying to be... Hey, Dee.

Hi. I just heard
about the money.

Did you guys see anything?

Nope.

Wait, I saw someone
in the crowd,

uh, walking around
with a video camera.

Maybe they captured something.

Yeah. Yeah, it's
worth finding out.

Okay. I'll see.

Thanks.

[grunts] Come on,
son, I got you.

[panting]

Man...

[grunts]

BIG BEN: You need stitches.

And we need backup.
Let me have your phone.

I don't have it.

Must have flown
out in the crash.

[exhales] Now what?

We don't want to
get trapped here.

So let's get out of
here while we can.

I can gut it out.

Not like that.

That tourniquet's
not doing the trick.

We need to do something now.

I don't think
amputation's the answer.

Just give me a minute here.

Who the hell are those guys?

No idea.

But they were carrying some
high-caliber hand cannons.

Desert Eagles, maybe.

Driving bulletproof SUVs.

These weren't corner boys.
None of that stuff's cheap.

These were foot soldiers.

They're part of a
larger operation.

Just means we were right.

There's more coming.

So what are we waiting for?

I can use the powder to
cauterize your wound.

So now you're Rambo.

Sit back and learn something.

Why do you think
they're after us?

Maybe someone you
crossed in prison?

Pretty quick to put this on me.

I mean, you are the
one who's been coloring

outside the lines
all these years.

You steal from bad people,
they're gonna hold a grudge.

You don't think you got enemies?

What about all the
perps you put away?

Any cop worth his badge
has a target on his back.

Got it.

Fine. [Grunts]

If we're gonna do this,
let's get it over with.

This is gonna hurt like hell.

Here.

Bite on my belt.

I'm good.

Tough guy, huh?

Weren't so tough when you
fell off your skateboard.

You always like
to bring that up.

If you're gonna...[groans]

[shouts]

[pants]

Nothing but net.

♪ We got strength...

What do you got? [Exhales]

- I got H-O-R-S, and you know it.
- Oh...

So you know what
that means, right?

I mean, I'm no
spelling bee champion,

but I think it means
you really need to...

I know.

I know what it means.

Don't miss.

Ugh. Ooh.

What? Air ball.

What?

All right, come on.
Two out of three.

N-No... Miles, you
think I'm gonna play you

until you win?

All right, all right, you're
lucky I got to go, too.

Rob, I cannot tell you

how much I enjoyed this.

This was a lot of fun.

You know, the fun doesn't
necessarily have to end.

We should have dinner.

I would love that.

I'll check Dee's schedule
and I'll get back to you.

No, I was talking
about the two of us.

- The two of us?
- Yeah.

Like, on a date?

Well, I mean, we don't

have to put a label on it.

Just have dinner.

See where it goes.

There. That should stop
the bleeding, at least.

You good?

Good enough. Thanks.

Let's go.

[tires screeching]

[guns clicking][indistinct
chatter]

BIG BEN: Damn it, we're trapped.

VANETTI: Find them and
kill them. Let's go!

I count eight. All armed.

Pop, you know those guys?

The big guy running point.

Name's Vanetti.

Drug dealer from my
beat back in the day.

Back in the day? You mean...

He was in a crew we used to rob.

Looks like this is
my dirt coming back

to bite me in the ass.

Classic. Just another way

you've managed to
make my life worse.

I'm sorry, son.

I really am.

VANETTI: I want all
these buildings searched.

They're not getting away.

Come on. Go!

[indistinct shouting]

Looks like they're gonna
search every building

- on this block.
- Including this one.

We got six bullets
for seven men.

And one of them is coming
to search this place.

But if we shoot this guy...

The noise might draw the others.

So what do we do? Hide?

There's a lot of rooms
in this place to search.

Hiding might be our best option.

Mm-hmm. Mm...

Hey.

Just in time to see
me take down Barbara's

dry-ass cobbler.

Hmm.

You okay?

I'm not sure, but I think Miles
just asked me out on a date.

- No.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, come on. Spill it.

Okay, so we were walking,

reminiscing a little bit

and he bought me a
ginger beer and, uh...

Oh...

You fell for that again.

Auntie, what you talking about?

Do you not remember the time
that you were mad at him

for working too many long hours?

He made dinner, took
you for a walk and...

And he bought me a ginger beer.

Damn.

Oh, he is smooth.

[sighs] You are not
actually thinking

about going out
with him, are you?

I considered it for a second.

I mean, just the thought

of going on a date with anyone,

would be, you know, nice.

Normal?

Yes, that part.

But you're not normal.

You're a most
extraordinary creature.

Well, whatever I am

it would be great to have
more days like today.

You know?

A chance to just... be.

I know.

Speaking of dates, isn't
Dante supposed to be here?

That's a good question.

Yeah, he was supposed to
work the outreach booth.

I'll check with them, see
if they heard anything.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm.

♪

Is that blood?

[grunts]

[wood clatters][grunts]

DANTE: Pop?

Harry? Got a problem.

You and me both.

Sample A's crust
is buttery heaven.

Sample B's filling, though,
is a nectar from the gods.

Oh, you mean, a
"problem" problem. Sorry.

Something's up with Dante.

The outreach booth was trying
to get in touch with him

to get an ETA, but he
hasn't gotten back to them.

- Did you try calling him?
- Yeah, it's going straight to voice mail.

M.E.L., run a GPS check
on Marcus Dante's phone.

M.E.L: Task completed.

GPS is off. In fact,
his phone is off.

He was taking Big Ben

to his ex-partner's
funeral in Patterson.

Can you check and see
if something went down?

You think something
happened there?

[scoffs] A dirty cop's funeral?

- Prime opportunity for payback.
- You got a name?

Uh, Johnny something.
Johnny D, I think.

Johnny D. Okay, well,
shouldn't be too hard.

I mean, how many
ex-cops in Jersey

are having a funeral today?

I got it.

Hey, Dee. Dee.

So I found the videographer.

Um, his footage didn't
show anybody, but look.

DELILAH: Is that someone's foot?

MEL: Yeah, walking away
from the raffle table.

You can kind of...

[clears throat]

Did you see someone
wearing these?

There's probably
two dozen people

here at this party
wearing those.

- Yeah.
- And besides, whoever stole that money

is probably long gone by now.

You're probably
right. You guys good?

- Yeah.
- I'm gonna talk to Harry.

Yeah. We're good.
Have fun. Yeah.

Okay, yes, Tyrese
is wearing those.

But like I said, he's
not the only one.

I'm not saying it's
definitely Tyrese,

but this means we can't
rule him out, either.

Okay, yeah. I get that.

I get that.

But if Tyrese did
steal a bunch of money,

why would he hang around here?

Yeah, you're probably right.

Unless whoever stole
it hung around because

they knew their absence would
make them look more guilty.

Okay, so he's guilty if he runs,

and he's guilty if he stays?

Do you even hear yourself?

You know what? I'm
gonna prove it to you

that it's not Tyrese.

- All right.
- Oh, there he is. Come.

That's what - I'm trying to say.
- Yo, Ty.

Uh, let me see your
car keys real quick.

Uh, everything good?

Yeah, I just think I left
my wallet in your ride.

- That's all.
- Private School got you spending

your sneaker money
already.[both laugh]

Yo, what the hell, Ty?

Hey, yo, man!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

[grunting]

How you feeling?

- Like I'm losing blood fast.
- All right, all right.

We gotta get you to a hospital.

There's no way we're
gonna make it past

all those men out there.

We have to at least try.

MAN [over walkie]:
Hey, Tony, check in.

The Blancos want
a status report.

Blancos.

Something tells me
that's not good news.

I just had a run-in with
the Blancos recently.

My old partner went missing

in one of their casinos,

so we had to raid the place.
Confiscated a ton of contraband.

Must have cost 'em
a pretty penny.

Point being, maybe these
guys are after me, not you.

Uh, I'm sorry about
what I said, Pop.

About you ruining my life.

You did this to yourself.

Never should have
volunteered to drive me.

Volunteer? You
told 'em I'd do it.

No, I didn't. Who told you that?

Your parole officer.
What was her name? Uh...

Addie, I think.

My parole officer's
Frank Mahoney.

Come to think of it, I'd
never seen this woman before.

Said she'd just transferred in.

Probably sent by those Blancos

to tee this up.

Get us in the car together,
then take us both out.

I'll be damned. Hey.

Hey! Stay with me.

You gotta stay awake.

I'm tired, Marcus.

Tired as when you made me
drive your old Volvo 240

from Coney Island to Red Hook?

[chuckles]

You almost burned out my clutch.

Yeah. What were you thinking,
letting a ten-year-old

drive a stick shift?

I worked a double
the night before.

You figured it out, didn't you?

Yeah. You could have at
least told me how to get home

before passing out, snoring.

How else were you gonna
learn to navigate the city?

We made it.

You knew just what
you were doing.

See, your childhood
wasn't all bad.

[sighs]

Or maybe you're just being
nice 'cause I'm dying.

All right, cut it out, Pop.

There's only one
way out of this:

Leave me behind.

That's not happening.

But before you go

there's something
you need to know.

[coughing]

Hey. All right, all right.

Easy, easy.

Plenty of time to
talk about this later.

Boy, there's not
gonna be no later.

Now shut up and listen.

Okay.

I made a lot of mistakes.

I wish I could take
'em back, but I can't.

All those times
that I wasn't there,

for you, for your mother

there was somewhere
else I needed to be.

All right, Pop, this can wait.

Marcus

you have a brother.

Ty, what are you doing?

You need to put that gun down.

Nah, bro, I need that money.

Yo, I didn't bring
you here to steal it

and pull a gun out on my friend.

Man, you used to be down.

Now you're taking
Private School's side?

Tyrese, please, this will
only make things worse.

Shut up! You don't know me.

Yeah, I've seen your
designer clothes.

You couldn't begin to understand
what I'm going through.

You're right. You're
right, I can't.

But there's always another way.

How? Look, I-I went to
school, I got the grades,

but I had to drop out.
Is that the other way?

Do you work two jobs
so your sisters won't

cry themselves to sleep
hungry every night?

Do you have a mom who's abusive

because she's mentally ill and
can't get the meds she needs?

Do you?

Worst part is, I
can't report her,

even if I wanted to,

because she'll be put
into an institution,

and my sisters right
into foster care.

I'm out of options,

so I gotta do what I
gotta do. I get it, Ty.

The system is broken.

But you need to
put that gun down.

No, I get it.

Now that you got your
little sneaker business,

you forgot what it's
like to be hungry.

Man, no matter how hard you try,

you're never gonna
be one of them.

Let us help you.

You do not deserve to
go through this alone.

I don't need your sympathy.

I can take care of myself.

A-And screw you for
judging me, man.

You're not better than me.

MEL: Dee?

MEL: Get over here!

Mel, no. Let him go.

- Let him go, please.
- Hey! Wait!

What happened? What
was that? Are you okay?

Yes, I'm okay. No, you're not.

We're good. Look
at me. We're good.

- You okay?
- I promise, we're good.

I promise.

Did you hear what I said, son?

You have a brother.

You're bleeding out and
the Blancos are hunting us.

Now's not the time.

His name is James.

Why are you telling me this now?

You need to know.
There was a reason

I wasn't always there.

A reason I wasn't
able to take your boys

to that Yankee game.

That's why you
couldn't take them.

Because you were with him.

James said that he
needed to see me.

That supposed to
make me feel better?

I tried so hard
with you, Marcus.

I used to write you letters

when you refused to talk to me.

Your mother told me that you
threw them away unopened.

So now it's my fault
you were never around.

That's not what I meant.

Man, just stop talking.

I need to figure out how
to get us out of here.

Marcus, I can't walk.

You're gonna have
to leave me behind.

Pop! Stop. Please.

We're not gonna get past 'em.

You're right about that.

So we'll just have to
bring the fight to us.

Ooh, you going down, Vee-ola.

The only thing I'm
doing is collecting

my first-place ribbon.

And you have one more
time to butcher my name.

Well, we've, uh, we've
made our decision,

and the two finalists
were both delicious.

But I'm afraid we
only have one winner,

and that would be... sample I.

Oh, yes. Yes!

[Harry laughs]

I knew your tastebuds would
make the right choice.

Oh, I thought it
was... Oh, hell no.

Do these two know each other?

You know what, the fix is in.

Oh, please Barbara, we know
half the people in here.

And besides, it was
a blind taste test.

I can assure you that
we made our decisions

solely based on the
merits of the cobbler.

And yours was absolutely
terrific, by the way.

Oh, please, why
should we care about

what this clown thinks, anyway?

- Excuse me?
- It's okay. That's all right. It's okay.

Listen, Barbara, I promise
you it was very, very close.

And I could tell that you used
only the finest ingredients,

from the crust to those
garden-fresh peaches.

And that hint of paprika,
while odd, was a delicious

and inspired choice.

In fact, I can
only ever remember

having paprika in a cobbler
at Sylvia's Restaurant

in Harlem. I mean, if
I didn't know better...

[gasps]

He's absolutely right.

This cobbler tastes exactly
like the one from Sylvia's.

Well, I may have used
a similar recipe...

I highly doubt that.

That recipe is a
closely guarded secret.

Well, you know, we could call
Sylvia's and see if a Babara

ordered a cobbler recently. No?

Whatever,

Vee-ola.

That's right, take
your stolen cobbler

along with your stank attitude!

[both laugh]

[computer chiming]

Uh-oh. That's not good.

VANETTI: You guys find anything?

Couldn't find anything, boss.

- Where's Tony?
- He went into that building

when we first started
searching, and never came out.

Follow me.

- HARRY: Hey.
- Hey. Any update on Dante?

There were no incidents at
Johnny Delgado's funeral,

but I had M.E.L. check
all major tollbooths,

and there's no sign
that Dante's car

even ever made it out of town.

We checked all the
hospitals. No luck.

Something's definitely wrong.

We should go look for him.

Dante was picking up his father

in Bed Stuy earlier.

Okay, fastest route to
Jersey is Brooklyn Bridge

through the Holland Tunnel.

Okay, that's where we start.

[metal clatters]

Go.

[muffled grunting]

Damn it.

[loud grunt]

[groaning]

[shouting]

[man shouts]

He's gettin' away![gunfire]

MAN: There he is!

After him!

MAN: You see him?

He's trapped!

We know you ain't
got no more bullets!

Come out! We just want to talk!

I can hear you just
fine from here.

Just give up! We know
there's nothing you can do.

You sure you want
to take that chance?

Other side.

Go, go, go.

[groans]

[panting]

♪

Pop.

[grunts]

Pop. Come on, Pop. Let's
get you out of here.

[panting]

Pop, please.

Don't you quit on
me right now, okay?

Come on, Pop, get up.

Pop, get up.

Get up!

Get up.

Told you to leave
me behind, boy.

You're hardheaded.

Who do you think
I got that from?

Definitely your mother.

[laughs softly] Look, Pop,

there's one more
shooter out there.

We got to move
before he finds us.

[grunting]

Okay. Okay.

[gunshot]

How many more?

He was the last of them.

Okay. Need you to hold
on a little bit longer.

Ambulance is on
the way. Let's go.

♪

You okay?

[tongue clicks] Nah. I'm not.

Look, I-I'm really
sorry about Tyrese.

I would've never
brought him if...

Stop.

It's not your fault.

I mean, he's clearly
in a tough spot.

But I do appreciate
what you did.

Standing up for me.

Yeah, I wasn't gonna
let him hurt you.

I know.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

What'd the doctor say?

Extensive blood loss is causing

some of his systems
to shut down,

so they've induced
a coma for now.

But the doctor said, uh,

he's certain he'll pull through.

Well, considering all he's
been through, that's good news.

Yeah.

But you don't seem happy.

Course I am.

Marcus, is there
something else going on?

I don't feel like
getting into it.

That was my way of handling
things for a long time.

Keeping everything inside,

letting it eat away at me,

until the stress
nearly killed me.

I have a brother.

Yeah. Just found out.

When Big Ben thought
he was dying.

Said he wanted me to know.

I think he just wanted
to get it off his chest.

Like a confession.

All those years as
his punching bag,

now he wants me
to be his priest?

Oh, and he tried to
make it all my fault.

"I tried to get through to you,
but you were always so angry."

You damn right I was angry.

I'm sorry, Marcus.

That's a lot to process.

It's gonna take some time.

I've been standing
here, thinking about

things that happened
when I was a kid,

things I'm suddenly
seeing in a new light.

All of those holidays he missed
because he "drew a bad shift."

All those nights my mom and I
spent worrying if he was okay,

he was playing father of the
year to someone else's kid.

I feel like a fool.

Don't do that.

You were only a kid yourself.

I'm sorry.

I can't be here right now.

All right. [Clears
throat] I'm gonna call it.

Okay. I'm closing soon.
I'll come join you.

Hey, you know what was great
about that block party?

What? Everything.

[chuckles]

Thought you were
gonna say "cobbler."

Oh, man, I-I think
I've had enough cobbler

to last me at least
until tomorrow morning.

[laughs] There's leftovers
in the fridge, though, right?

Yes.[laughs]: Ye... Ooh.

[chuckles]

Oh. Hey.[gasps] Dee.

- Hey.
- Hey. Come on in.

- Thanks.
- Wow.

Hey. I-I hope I'm not
bothering you so late.

Oh, come on, are you kidding?
Do you want anything? Water...

No, no, I'm all good, thank you.

Okay. Well, uh, make
yourself at home.

Okay.

[exhales]: Hi.

Okay. So

this is about what, uh, happened
at the block party today?

Yeah, I can't stop
shaking. [Chuckles]

It just, it keeps

playing over and over
again in my head.

Having a loaded gun
pointed at you is

really scary.

Yeah.

Look who I'm telling.

No. It is scary.

Mel, can you please not
tell my mom about this?

Oh, yeah, I'm done interfering.

- Okay.
- But I'm curious

why you didn't want me
to go after that guy?

It's 'cause he's
already on a bad path.

He doesn't need
jail, he needs help.

And...

I really, really
wanted to help him.

And he didn't want it.

I guess I just, I never
really thought about this side

of what you and my mom do.

It must feel great
when you're able

to get somebody's
life back on track.

[laughs] You're right.

But when you can't...

I mean, God, does it
always feel this bad?

Dee, the fact that you are
taking this so personally

is a testament to how loving

and giving and caring you are.

It does get easier, is what
you're telling me, right?

No.

But you learn to accept the fact

that sometimes you're just
not gonna get through.

There is this vet in
my support group. Eric.

He has severe PTSD.

I dropped him off the other day,

and I saw that he had
blocked all off his windows

with tinfoil.

- Like shutting out the world.
- Yeah.

He's literally
walled himself off.

So I just, you know, do
what I can and then...

Because some people have to
figure it out for themselves.

On their own time.

What if they don't?

Well, then, sweetie,

there's nothing else we can do.

And you're right, that
does feel like crap.

Hey, Auntie.

Sorry I left
before. How'd it go?

Did you win?

Have you had my cobbler?

Boom! Yes.

Down goes Barbara.

That's right.[both laugh]

That's what I'm...

And what about you?
Where'd you disappear to?

I had to help Dante
with something.

Oh. So you did see him.

And how was that?

Pretty crazy.

I mean, I feel bad for him.

It's a long story, but...

Let's just say neither
one of us got a day off.

Aw.

I did come to a
realization, though.

What's that?

That the life I've chosen

doesn't leave room
for relationships.

Why would you say that?

Because it's true.

All I wanted was one day

to be normal.

And I can't even get that.

Because my life is not normal.

But everything
was going so well.

Yeah.

Then reality smacks
me in the face.

And I remember all the reasons

why it didn't work
out with Miles.

The unpredictable schedule,

not finding time for each other,

having to lie about
the reasons why.

Yeah, but you and Miles had
a lot of issues to overcome.

Yeah, but those
weren't our issues.

Those were my issues.

And they still are.

Meaning any relationship

I try is doomed from the start.

Yeah. You're right.

You can't talk about
where you've been all day

or what you've done.

You can't make plans because

[scoffs] something
always comes up.

So, yeah, how can you

even think about dating someone?

Exactly.

[exhales] I can't.

But

what if there were someone

whose life is just as
unpredictable as yours?

Someone you would
never have to lie to,

because he already knows
exactly what you do

and respects the hell
out of you for it.

You wouldn't happen to know

a certain detective
like that, would you?

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