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On the charges of burglary
in the second degree,

and criminal possession

of a controlled substance
in the second degree,

how does the defendant,
Marcus Williams, plead?

Your Honor, my client
pleads not guilty.

Your Honor,

permission to approach?

Permission granted.

Your Honor, I
offered the defendant

a very generous plea deal since
this is his first offense.

No jail time, and three months

in an out-patient
rehabilitation program.

- Sounds pretty good to me.
- Yeah.

- So, what gives?
- You'd have to ask him.

He insists he's innocent
and wants his day in court.

But does he realize that
if this does goes to trial,

he will mostly likely
be found guilty

and will be facing
state prison time?

He's entitled to a trial.

But does he understand
the risk he's taking?

I mean, we have proof
beyond reasonable doubt

that he committed burglary,
and he had drugs in the car.

Well, that's for
the jury to decide.

Now, if that's all,
are we finished here?

I have three other clients
being arraigned today.

We are.

Took you long enough.

Apologies for the delay.

- You two report a burglary?
- Yeah, I'm Kyle.

This is my wife, Paulina.

Yeah, we came home and saw
our door was wide open.

Then we go inside, and so
much of our stuff is missing.

Any of the other
occupants in the building

that might have seen something?

Just our landlord,
who owns the building,

lives upstairs.

- Is she here?
- No, conveniently.

She's always home, and
then, now, she's missing.

Are you implying that she
might have had something

to do with this?

- We're sure of it.
- Why is that?

Things were great when
we first moved in.

We got along fine.
We even had her

for dinner from time to time,

and then, something
just changed.

She's harassing us.

She clearly thinks she
can get a better deal,

so she's trying to
make our lives hell

so that we'll break.
- The lease and move. - Yeah.

What the hell is this?

Oh, don't act dumb.
- We know you did this! - Okay...

I did what?

Hey, hey. - Hey, hey, everybody!
- Step back. Step back.

Take it down a notch.

Why don't you two
step inside with me?

Oh, my God.

- What happened?
- Their apartment was burglarized.

Did you have anything
to do with this?

Of course not. I've been
out all day running errands.

Well, is it true you've
been harassing them

- to move out of the apartment?
- Me harassing them?

That's a laugh.

Kyle is unstable.

I asked them to leave

because I don't feel safe
with him living here.

Unstable how?

You just saw his temper.

Horrible fights all
hours of the night.

Have you ever
reported any of it?

No way.

I'm afraid of what he might do.

I want them out, but
I can't do anything

because of their stupid lease.

Okay. We're going to
look into the burglary.

In the meantime, if you're ever
feeling unsafe, here's my card.

Thank you so much.

♪ Don't ask for a name ♪

♪ I could never... ♪

What the hell?

Somebody stop him!

Go, Pete! Go, Pete!

Go, Pete! Go, Pete!
Go, Pete! Go, Pete!

When did you meet O'Keefe?

We worked a case together a
few years back in the Bronx.

I've called on him
for intel ever since.

Never call on me for intel.

Yeah, why you think that is?

Reagans, let's do a shot.

I'm good, and
clearly, so are you.

Come on. It's my birthday!

O'Keefe, I'll do
a shot with you.

I'm a Hill... for the record.

Cheers. Whoa. Shots fired.

Who are you?
Sergeant Buzzkill?

You think that's funny?

Yeah, I do.

Funny and true.

And what's that, "I'm a Hill"?

What's a Hill?

What? What... what do you
mean? What do you mean by that?

It's a simple question.
Come on, get off.

Hey. Watch it!

You watch it.

All right, and what's a
Reagan? What is that, huh?

- What is that? You?
- Yeah, I'm a Reagan.

You want to take this outside?

Hell yeah, I do.

Come on.

Turn it off.

Well, they're just any two
cops, end of the day, boss.

Any two cops?

I think Sid means we have to
treat them like any two cops.

Is that what you mean, Sid?

Two cops, off duty,
out of uniform,

letting off steam.

Yeah. Right.

And what are the chances of
this making the local TV news?

I made the case that they
both often work undercover,

and that broadcasting
names and ranks

with faces could put
lives in jeopardy.

And maybe these "any two cops"

should have thought
of that first.

I want 'em up here. Together.

Forthwith?

No, end of tours, I don't want
to compound this stupidity

by pulling cops off the street.

They're both so
superficial and Hollywood.

What? No, no, they're real women

with real-life problems.

And they get heated.
It's the best part.

- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Hey, Reagan,

- how's Sean holding up?
- Okay,

as far as I know. Why?

He didn't tell you, did he?

Tell me what?

He's fine, but he got robbed.
- On campus last night. - He what?

He was smart and had
campus security call it in.

When I got there, he was a
little shaken, but no injuries.

He had his backpack stolen,
laptop and wallet inside.

Why the hell didn't you
call me when you found out?

He told me he wanted
to tell you himself.

It never even crossed my mind
that he wouldn't tell you.

Well, he didn't tell me.

Hi. You've reached
Sean Reagan...

And now I got voice mail.

Your roommate told
me I'd find you here.

And the officer said
he'd let me tell you.

And yet, you still
haven't told me.

I know you're mad, but
you don't need to worry.

I had enough money saved
up to replace the laptop.

I don't care about the laptop.

You don't? No.

I've told you a million times,

if somebody approaches
you asking for your watch

or your wallet or your
phone or your laptop

or whatever, you
give it to them.

Otherwise, you
could end up dead.

- Then why do you look so upset?
- Because

you didn't tell me! I had to
find out from someone else!

I didn't think. - It was a big deal.
- It's not a big deal

you got robbed? Of
course it's a big deal.

And I try to reach you, you
don't answer your phone?

I-I'm worried.

I'm fine, okay? And you
have nothing to worry about,

but I have an exam later, and
I got to get back to studying.

The exam can wait, can't it?

I can call your professor.
I'll tell them the situation.

It's not grade school.
That doesn't fly.

And she probably
wouldn't even bat an eye.

Apparently, stuff like this
happens all the time on campus.

- Says who?
- The security officer that showed up on the scene.

And he didn't think
it was a big deal.

No big deal that a
student got robbed?

Can't you just let this one go?

No. Who was this
guy? What's his name?

I don't need you making
a bigger deal out of this

than it already is.

Okay.

As long as you're all right.

Marcus Williams has
rejected our plea deal.

You're kidding me.

No. Only an idiot
would turn that down.

Yeah, and his attorney
just seemed slammed.

I'm not even sure he
explained to his client

how screwed he's gonna
be if this goes to trial.

Good. Then he will lose
and do time like he should.

Yeah, but he shouldn't have to.

Him and his friend
burglarized a store.

He was pulled over
with the stolen goods

and drugs in his car.

Yeah, but his friend, David
Rogers, is a career criminal.

Marcus is a first-time offender.

I'm just trying to
help him. You tried,

he turned it down,
serves him right.

Yeah, but he could serve
real time for this.

All because his attorney
isn't giving him good advice.

It's wrong.

What he did was wrong.

I don't know, something just
doesn't feel right about it.

Could you just look into
his legal aid attorney,

um, a Bryce Turken?

Wait a minute.

Bryce Turken?

Did you know that he's also
representing David Rogers?

No.

Now, that changes things.

Maybe it's more than
just being overworked.

Landlord is lying
about her alibi.

What'd you find out?

Florist across the street
said he saw Tina come and go

in the early afternoon.

Well, just because
she went back home

doesn't mean she burglarized
Kyle and Paulina's apartment.

This proves if she lied to us.

She wasn't gone all
day like she said.

She's clearly hiding something.

My gut's telling me
Tina didn't do this.

You're really siding with
the landlord on this?

Her fear felt real.

Ah, I got a different vibe.

Single, living alone in her 40s?

She's probably just
jealous of the happy couple

living right under
her nose. Sounds like

you're jumping to conclusions
because she's single.

How do we know the florist isn't
confusing her with someone else?

Oh, he's the neighborhood
Gladys Kravitz.

He knew all about them.

Tina's kind of cold,
Paulina's very friendly

and Kyle comes in
regularly for hydrangeas.

Okay. Then let's go back
to Tina and talk to her

and see if she can explain
why she lied to us.

Excuse me. Detective Reagan.

Are you the one who responded to

the robbery on
campus last night?

Yeah, Tom Tofalli, head
of campus security.

I talked to an
officer last night.

Yeah, I'm just curious to see
if it was an isolated incident.

Well, it's New York City,
the city's our campus.

Of course there have
been other robberies.

You notice any patterns or
similarities between 'em?

Other than just bad
luck? I don't think so.

Just a coincidence.

Okay. And you reported
them all to the NYPD?

Are you kidding
me? Of course not.

Most of these kids
would flip out

if we brought NYPD
in here with guns

every time somebody
lost a backpack.

But you did report
it last night.

Ah, the kid insisted. He
wanted a police report.

Well, the kid was trained
well. He's my son.

Well, my kid would
have done the same.

Were you on the job?

30 years, White Plains.

I got antsy in my retirement.
I took this gig thinking

it would be a walk in the park.

Turned out to be the opposite?

All these buildings
smell like weed,

and I spend my nights
chasing kids out of the park

for blaring music at 3:00 a.m.

Yeah, I can imagine they
don't have a lot of respect

for security around here.

Except your boy.
He was gracious.

I'm glad he's okay.

Same. Uh, do you
mind if I take a look

at the incident reports?

Just see if there's anything
else to be concerned about?

Yeah, sure. You probably got

bigger fish to fry,
but there you go.

Thank you.

Thank you for meeting
with me, Marcus.

You better have good news.

Has your attorney
explained to you

the generous plea deal that
my office has offered you?

- Of course I did.
- I'm speaking with Marcus.

Yeah, he told me about it.

But he said I'd have to
plead guilty, which I'm not.

Then how do you explain
all the stolen goods

and the two ounces of cocaine
that were found in your car?

I had no idea there
were drugs in my car.

But you admit to
participating in the burglary?

Don't answer that.

Yo, I need to be released.

I got a daughter who needs me.

Then think about your daughter
and accept a plea deal.

Avoid jail time.

If I say I'm guilty,

I'll have a felony
on my record forever.

How would that help my daughter?

If this goes to trial,
you will most likely

be found guilty.

I'm not admitting to
something I didn't do.

Those weren't my drugs.

Are you saying those drugs
belonged to David Rogers?

What my client is saying
is that he doesn't know

how the drugs got in his car.

Did they just magically appear?

I'm willing to drop
the drug charges

if you tell me who put
those drugs in your car.

We won't be doing that. Why?

To help Marcus or
your other client?

If I were you, I
would find myself

a new lawyer.

Detective Hill and
Sergeant Reagan are here.

Bring 'em on.

Not today.

Thank you, Baker.

Permission to speak first.

Denied. Sit down.

You want to make this
about me being...

Zip it.

You being what, a hothead?

Or him being an Eagle Scout?

No, I don't want to
make it about that.

That would be like
talking to children,

and I am talking to men.

At least I hope so.

We are New York City cops.

We break up street fights,
we don't start 'em.

And I am sorry for that.

Yeah, I'll bet you are,

considering where it landed you.

Stupid thing. It
got out of hand.

Yeah, and the sun
was in my eyes,

and the dog ate my homework.

My inner circle thinks
that I should treat you

the way I would any two cops.

And I think that's good advice.

And any two cops, I
would give them a choice.

I will take your
detective shield

and your sergeant stripes.

But this could take some time,

and, uh, modified duties mean

two less cops focused
on the street.

And we are already
bleeding manpower as it is.

You said a choice?

Hey, look at you,
following along.

So your other choice is
a command discipline,

where you're both
back in the bag,

driving nights in the
scuzziest precinct

on the Compstat board.

Riding together?

Hey, you, too, sharp as a tack.

For how long?

I really couldn't
say. I don't know.

I guess as long as it takes.

Long as what takes?

Can't say that, either.

Okay. Okay.

Dismissed.

I already told you
I was gone all day.

I took a yoga class,
ran some errands.

I-I don't know what
else to tell you.

I've got some receipts...

You know the florist
across the street?

Arjun?

Mm-hmm.

What'd that little
gossip queen tell you?

He said you came back.

All right, I know
how this looks,

but I swear I did not rob them.

So you admit that
you lied to us?

I knew it would
make me look guilty

if you knew I was here alone.

Not as guilty as you
look lying to us.

I'm sorry, it was stupid.

But I was only here
for, like, 30 minutes,

and I didn't see
anything strange.

These are really
beautiful flowers.

Hydrangeas. My favorite.

Did you buy 'em from
Arjun across the street?

Kyle bought them, didn't he?

He did.

Why is your tenant you
hate, who hates you,

buying you flowers?

Guess he wanted to smooth
things over. I don't know.

Hey

why don't you stop lying to us?

Oh, my God.

It wasn't an affair, if
that's what you're thinking.

It was just a... it
was just a thing.

A thing? It was j...

It was just sex.

I know it was wrong,
but it was fun.

Until I could sense him
developing feelings,

so then I just cut it off.

How'd Kyle take that?

Sent him over the edge.

He asked me to meet with him
while Paulina was at work,

and I told him it's over.

And he didn't like that.

He told me he was
in love with me.

So I told him I would
tell Paulina everything

if they didn't
vacate the apartment.

So why don't you just say it?

Say what?

Whatever it is that
you want to say.

Can't a guy just have
dinner with his son

without having an
ulterior motive?

Okay, fine. I got
the incident report

from campus security
on the robberies.

Didn't I ask you to
stay out of this?

It's a good thing I didn't.

All the robberies are connected.

Why can't you just let this go?

I'm not gonna let it go.

There were five robberies
in a couple of weeks.

All around the same area,
all around the same time.

Why are you downplaying this?

Because it's embarrassing.

Why?

I come from a family of cops,

and I can't even protect myself
from some jerk in the park?

Don't let him get
you down on yourself.

It's not him, it's you.

It's me?

I just can't stop thinking about

what you would have
done in that situation.

Hopefully, I would have
done exactly what you did,

and came out of it unharmed.

Okay, look, I get it.

I understand the pressure
that you are growing up with.

But you lived up to it.

You can live up to it, too.

Help me out here.

I got a plan to catch this guy,

but I need you to pull it off.

What's your plan?

The plan is we're gonna
set up a sting in the park

tomorrow night.

Why not tonight?

I can't. I don't have approval,

I don't have the manpower,
and most important,

I don't have you on board yet.

What's my part in all of this?

Your part is you're gonna
stand by in the squad room.

We nail the perp,
we bring him in,

you pick him out
out of a lineup.

- Look at this.
- What's that?

It's the text conversation
where David asks

to use Marcus' car.

There's no mention of
drugs, just the burglary.

And David has prior drug
offenses on his record.

I mean, is this enough?

It's enough for me
to bring to the D.A.

to discuss dropping
the drug charges

against Marcus, yeah.

That's great.

Oh, no. I know that look.

Well, I'm just pissed.

This is way too easy to spot,

and his attorney's
not doing his job.

We need to figure out why.

Sorry to barge in.

You didn't barge in.
My detail rings ahead.

Oh, of course they do.

Um... hi.

Want a slice?

Uh, no thanks.

Beer?

No, thank you.

It was, uh

six years ago...

Jamie brought me to
dinner at the table

and announced that
we were engaged.

Your reactions were

a dead heat between happy for us

and concerned about us

continuing as
partners on the job.

It wasn't a dead heat.

From where I sat?

Happy, but by a nose.

Okay, okay.

Happy first, concerned
second, fine.

Even though we fell in
love on the job and we knew

everything about each other.
We were able to predict

each other's reactions
on the street.

We were just talking about that.

About our engagement?

No.

About me putting Jamie and Joe

riding together.

That's where this
is going, right?

Well, okay.

How is that a good idea?

I mean, they already don't
really like each other.

Eddie...

I don't think that's it.

I know that's it.

Why, because Jamie complains
about him, rags on him?

Jamie is not exactly
a man of mystery.

He says what he means, - he means what he says.
- Yes.

But Jamie has been charged
with respecting Joe.

And Joe, respecting Jamie.

But their bond wasn't formed

in regular family ways.

It was forged by a
death in the family.

Joe's,

and Jamie's.

They're related by blood,

but also

by an awful burden.

And that,

to those two

really chafes.

Well, I'm just

worried, is all.

Well, I could just
bust them down.

Make a big example.

My son, my grandson.

That's a big headline.

Look what he did to his own.

Eh, but you're
part of the family.

You have a vote.

Yeah, some choice.

Hey.

They chose the ride-along.

It was a choice
on paper, anyway.

But what if what you worried
about with me and Jamie

clouded judgement,
confused reactions

what if that happens
with Joe on the street?

Eddie, I've got 35,000 cops.

I start thinking of

any given two of them like that,

I don't even get out
of bed in the morning.

They're not just any given two.

They have to be.

From where I sit.

Hey!

Let her go!

What the hell?

Get lost!

Oh! Oh, my God!

Are you okay?

Hey, stay with me, okay?

911

We're in Washington Square Park.

Please send an ambulance.

It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey.

Glad you're okay.

Now you want to tell me
what the hell happened?

- That guy cut me.
- I know the guy cut you.

And I told you we were running
an undercover operation

and we were gonna
take this guy down.

And I just couldn't wait.

You... I was angry

and pissed off.

And I didn't want this
happening to anyone else.

But you don't go rogue.

Well, I stopped that
girl from getting hurt.

And you could've gotten
yourself killed instead.

But I didn't.

And it was worth it.

Why was it worth it?

I recognized the guy's face.

Do you know the guy?

He works at the dining hall.

Look.

I know you outrank me.

That's some sharp
detective work.

Okay, then take this
as a subordinate's

respectful request.

- Would you cut the crap?
- What?

All this tiptoeing around. It's
fake and it's really irritating.

Fine. I want to drive.

Why? Just 'cause.

- What are you, ten?
- I don't need a reason.

You do if you want
the keys from me.

All right, I suck at being
the recorder, always have.

Your mom took you on a playdate,
you wrestled her for the keys?

Fine. I'm kind of
a great driver.

All right? I've never been in
a crash, on or off the job.

Oh, okay, and I'm,
what, accident-prone?

You cracked up a car that I'm
pretty sure meant a lot to you.

Right? Your brother's Chevelle?

"Cracked it up,"
that's what you heard?

Yeah, had to fix up the
frame and everything.

It was line of duty.

Some mook cut the brake lines.

And you mean your
father's Chevelle.

Yeah, it broke my heart.

All right, I didn't know
the part about the brakes.

Well, it's in that big fat
file of stuff you don't know.

It was more than just sex.

She's lying to herself
if she thinks that.

But I... I did not harass her.

Well, the text messages
tell a different story.

I never thought that I
would cheat on my wife,

but I've been working from
home since the pandemic,

and it got lonely.

Paulina's always at work.

Tina, she was just
always... right here.

Well, you need to let it go.

She wants nothing
to do with you.

I thought I could break it off.

But I-I couldn't.

And how do I explain to my wife

why we need to
leave our apartment?

We'll never find
another deal like this.

Well, then, you should've
kept it in your pants

- around the landlord.
- She pursued me.

Look, you want to try to
make this right, you got

to start by admitting to your
wife that you had an affair,

and that you tried to
frame your landlord

into scaring her into
letting you stay.

No. Hold on, no, no, I
d... I did not frame her.

- I swear.
- Then explain to us why we found

all your belongings stashed
away in a storage unit?

What the hell are
you talking about?

We found a storage unit

on the Lower East Side
registered in your name,

containing all of your
missing belongings.

God.

I haven't been to
that unit in years.

I forgot we even still had it.

I did not do this.

Bryce, you got a minute?

Not really. What is it?

Look, you were
right not to accept

a plea deal from
Marcus Williams.

Why the sudden change of heart?

Well, after our last meeting,
I reviewed the evidence,

and there was really
no solid proof

that he knew about
the drugs in the car.

So you're dropping the
drug charges against him?

Yeah, but I was curious
why you didn't notice it,

and bring it to my attention.

I must've, uh, overlooked it.

Look... I'm trying my best,
but I'm not always perfect.

Sometimes things slip
through the cracks.

"Things"? This is someone's life

that you're supposed
to be helping.

Well, thank God you
stepped in to save the day.

I think you intentionally
overlooked that evidence,

to pin the drugs on Marcus

and help get David Rogers off.

- That's a big accusation.
- You favor David Rogers.

Maybe because you
played basketball

with him at St. John's?

How'd you find that out?

I have investigators, Bryce.

I hadn't seen David in years.

Well, life clearly took you
two in different directions,

but that bond is still strong.

So what are you
gonna do about it?

Oh, I'm gonna be meeting

with the judge to get you
kicked off the case and then

I'll be reporting it
to the ethics board.

Hopefully, they're
not too busy to, uh,

hear your side of things.

7-4 George, we have
a reported 10-31,

burglary in progress,
190 Drew Street,

fourth floor, East New York.

It's five blocks away.

Should we hit it?

7-4 George, show us responding.

If you want the collar,
don't hit the siren.

Yeah, I got it.

I'm guessing no one ever
suggested it to you.

What are you talking about?

You don't know this?

All right, let's
say you got tickets

or a-a date and you don't
want to make the collar?

All right, hit the
siren, warn the perps

you're coming, give them
a chance to flee. Voilà.

No collar,

no paperwork, you get
to keep your plans.

Guys actually do that.

- Yeah, I know that.
- Yeah, there's no way

anyone riding with you
ever suggested it before.

What's that mean?

You're a Reagan.
You're cop royalty.

Who's gonna insult
you by telling you

how to avoid a collar?

All right, cover the rear,

and I'll flush them out
from the front. All right.

Police!

Don't move!

Hey!

Police. Don't move.

Hands behind your back.

All this over an air
fryer? Seriously?

You got any weapons?

Burglary, criminal possession

of stolen property
over an air fryer?

A given cop, you
don't know his story,

could snap over. - Something like this.
- You got a weapon on you,

we don't know, maybe we
risked our lives over this,

over an air fryer.

Well, my mom wanted an air
fryer for her birthday.

What apartment did
you take this from?

Uh, 4B.

You mess anything
else up up there?

Uh, no, Officer.

I-I just took the
air fryer for my mom.

You got any ID?

Uh, back pocket.

I got it.

I'll tell you what,
we'll run your ID,

talk to our bosses.

If your record comes back clean

we might be able to
take it easy on you.

Maybe we'll buy your
mom a new air fryer.

Come on.

Ricky?

Ricky Simon?

Police!

Hey, what are you doing?

- Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
- Hey!

Move!

Police!

Not another step.

I didn't do anything.

Come here.

Come here!

You cut my son.

- That's what you did.
- I-I panicked.

I-I didn't want to hurt anyone.

I-I swear, that wasn't
even a part of our plan.

Who's "our"?

- Who's "our"?
- Ah! This-this whole thing wasn't even my idea.

I-I wanted no part of it.

Hey,

how's Sean holding up?

Why don't you ask him yourself?

I'm on the mend,
no thanks to you.

What are you talking about?

How you've been
profiling us students

that you think would
be easy targets,

then getting staffers to
rob us of our valuables.

Is that what that
lowlife told you?

Yeah. Told me

you've been helping guys
with felonies get work.

The only problem is, it's
doing your dirty work.

Come on, you're not gonna
believe some felon over me.

I'm a cop, remember?

You're also an idiot.

And you picked the
wrong kid to screw with.

Turn around. You're
under arrest.

Come on.

Did you know about the affair?

I had no idea. I'm shocked.

We're so sorry you had
to hear it from us.

All due respect,

is that why you called me here?

I don't see how this is
any of your business.

Kyle tried to frame Tina

after she broke it off with him,

and then, we found
all your belongings

stashed away in a storage unit.

He was adamant

that he didn't do it, but

we arrested him.

What do you mean?

Y-You can't arrest him for
stealing his own stuff.

No, but we can

for lying to the cops

and filing a false
police report.

Really? You're gonna arrest
him for a misdemeanor?

All he's gonna get is a
desk appearance ticket.

How do you know all this?

This isn't what was
supposed to happen.

He is innocent.

Okay, then, why don't you tell
us what was supposed to happen?

I learned about the affair

and I wanted to get back
at Tina, so I framed her.

- She destroyed my marriage.
- Mm, your husband

ruined your marriage.

But don't worry, we
didn't arrest him.

You didn't?

No.

We're arresting you.

- What?
- Sure, you'll be released on a desk appearance ticket,

- but you did commit a crime.
- Turn around.

Let's go.

What is it?

Marcus Williams got shot

outside his
apartment last night.

By who?

They're not sure yet.

But if I had to
guess, word got out

that he blamed the
drugs on David.

All right, I want to see him.

He didn't make it.

You're saying he
would've been safer

if he'd just stayed in prison?

Look, you did the right thing.

He deserved to be released.

But if I had stayed out of
it, he would still be alive.

It... Well, you couldn't
let him serve time

for something that he didn't do.

His attorney

has blood on his hands, not you.

I was just trying to help him.

I mean, was there
something that we missed?

Like, was there something
more that I could've done?

You did everything you could.

And I know

it's hard for you to
see right now, but

you got to keep doing
exactly what you did here.

Does he always make
you wait this long?

Yeah, we're on his time.

She nice, your mom?

Your grandma? Oh, yeah.

What was she like?

She always put us first.

Made sure you knew
you were loved

even when she was mad at you.

Also, she could've run
the United Nations.

How so?

She raised four kids

while serving as our
ambassador to our father.

No salutes, sorry for the wait.

Have a seat.

So...

I thought maybe putting
you two together

as ride-along partners
might be a good idea.

I mean, I made
lifelong pals with guys

I was in detention with at
school when I was a kid.

But I got to say.

I haven't had a decent
night's sleep since.

Sorry about that.

The reports concur.

The night of, you were off duty,

neither of you drew your weapons

and no one was really hurt.

The only real damage was
to your own reputations.

Understood.

So

The penalty for both of you

is time served.

Return to your commands.

Now would be a good time.

We can get along.

Yeah, you won't have
any trouble from us.

I'll take your word.

What did you do when
he pulled the knife?

Apparently, the wrong thing.

Yeah, you should've ran.

I didn't think he
was gonna use it.

They always use it.

That's right.

I don't know, man.
I'm impressed.

Sounds pretty badass.

Can you just stick

with being a student, please?

Believe me, I would be happy to.

So, no future in
law enforcement?

Uh, no, I've had my
fun, but not for now.

I'll leave it to the
professionals around this table.

Yeah.

Besides, he got what he
wanted out of it, anyway.

Which is what?

A date.

A date?

Ooh.

Oh. SEAN: You just had

to bring that up, didn't you?

Yes, I did.

Come on, spill it.

Uh, the girl who was
getting robbed asked me out.

You mean, the one
that saved you?

She thinks I saved her.

Aww.

When's the date?

Tonight.

So, where are we going?

Uh, you all are staying here.

I'm going bowling.

Oh. JANKO: Ooh.

Bowling?

Yeah, it's having a moment.

You want some pointers?

I know how to talk
to women, thank you.

I was talking about the bowling.

Sean, she is a ringer.

You two went bowling?

Oh, yeah. Just once,
and... she kicked my butt.

Well, your dad taught me well.

Well,

hopefully, Sean, you
not only inherited

the Reagan brave heart
but our chops for bowling.

So, will you call us later
and tell us everything?

Absolutely not.

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