All language subtitles for Blue Bloods - S1E19 - Model Behavior.en

*

This is so cool.

Right and left.

(gasps)

Look at that lady's shoes!

Thanks for letting
me skip school, Mom.

You're just
the best.

Yeah, well, it is
quite a show,

and the show hasn't
even started yet.

Where's Aunt Linda?

I don't know.

Can't we go inside?

I'm dying to see
Cousin Sofie.

I can't believe she's
opening fashion week.

God, the traffic.

And the parking
rates are outrageous.

You know they hiked
them up for all this.

Well, look who's
bringing sexy back.

Oh, stop it.
It looks beautiful.

Mom's not kidding.

You look fierce.
Ah, so do you.
Let's go.

Oh, oh, oh,
oh, wait.

There's a tag.
Let me just...

Oh, no, no.
Don't touch it.

I'm returning it tomorrow.

Linda Reagan.

I know. I know.

I'm a horrible person.

I already said
a preemptive novena.

This smells
like a Wendy thing.

You know me
and my sister.

You graduated
at the top of your class.

You spent ten years
on the floor

at Kings General, and you
are a world-class mom.

You're sweet.

All she sees
is that I still bear

the Scarlet Letter
of New York City--

the dreaded 718

Staten Island area code.

I think it's cool.
I do, too.

Speaking of which...

Hi!

Hi.

Look at you!

Is this Bianco Alessi, Linda?

That must have set Daniel
back some change.

Look at you.

If I had those cheekbones.

How's the Commissioner?

Good. Thank you.

What a scare, huh?

Don't tell me that's Nicky.

You have blossomed
overnight.

It's been two years.

I heard that.

I am so excited
you guys are here.

This is the day
we've been working for

since Sofie started modeling.

Backstage is a madhouse.

We can't all go.

You guys find your seats.

You are coming
with me.

Okay.

* Back, back, back *

* I want you to boom, boom

* Shake, shake, now drop
what your mama said *

* Boom, boom, shake, shake,
now drop what your daddy said *

* Boom, boom, shake, shake,
now drop what your sister said *

* Boom, boom, shake, shake, now,
drop, drop, drop, drop, yeah *

* Ready to go
with the remix... *

Oh, God, Harry.

My stomach is doing flip-flops.

Breathe deep,
sweetheart.

You're gonna blow
their socks off.

Oh, my God!

Auntie Linda!

Hi!
Hi!

Down girl. I'm curling.
This thing's hot.

Harry, this is
my Aunt Linda.

This is my
friend Harry.

How are the butterflies,
sweetie?

It's my first big
show, Mom. Awful.

Uh-oh. Incoming.

Here's our little
catalog girl.

Big day for you,
sweetie.

Just be careful you don't
fall down out there.

You're still here,
Cameron?

What happened to
my mineral water?

LINDA:
Ex-supermodel
with a TV show.

I guess Page Six wasn't lying
about Milli Skye.

I mean, talk about toxic.

She was just trying
to jinx you, Sofie,

and it won't work
if you don't let it.

I just can't wait
for this to start.

We are so proud of you, Sof.

Why don't you go on in, Linda,
and let her focus?

Okay.

FRANK:
This is exactly what
I don't want to see

when I open the paper.

Some pedestrian's photo
of one of my officers

behind the wheel
of his RMP... texting.

No, I don't want
to see the officer.

I want his boss to come
to the 14th floor forthwith.

My day, we used to have
to pull them out of bars.

Francis,

I worked the
breakfast line

at Comforting
Community this morning

in the church's
basement.

One of our parishioners
gave me some unsettling news.

This is turkey, right?
Yeah.

It's dark meat?

I said it was for you.

I don't even want to
talk about it out loud

because it might
make it come true.

She heard that Father
McMurray is leaving.

Has he got some kind
of health issue?

Nah.

Lucy's pretty plugged
in to St. Luke's.

She said they're
transferring him

to Bolivia.

Well, that doesn't
make any sense.

It's a little late in the day
for that kind of change.

I don't want to even think
about St. Luke's without him.

He's meant so much
to the family.

Buried my Betty.

Mary and Joe, too.

I thought he was going
to bury me.

* Boy, you really got me going

* You got me so I don't know
what I'm doing, yeah *

(applause)

* Yeah, you really
got me now *

* You got me so
I can't sleep at night *

* Yeah, you really got me now

* You got me so
I don't know what I'm doing *

* Hey, yeah,
you really got me now *

* You got me so
I can't sleep at night... *

Oh, Aunt Wendy, this
is beyond incredible.

(applause)

Erin, you...

Oh, please.

WENDY:
Sofie.

There she is.

* Boy, you really got me now,
you got me so I can't... *

Oh... my... God.

She's stunning.

* Yeah, you really got me now

* You got me so I don't know
what I'm doing *

* Yeah, you really got me now

* You got me so
I can't sleep at night *

* You really got me
(gasps)

* You really got me,
you really got me... *

(gasping)

Oh, my God. Sofie!

Sofie.
Sofie, wake up.
Sofie.

Call 911. Is
there a doctor?!

I know CPR.
What's happening?

What's going on?
She has a pulse.

She's just unresponsive.

(woman screams)
Milli.

Stay with her.

Oh my God, Milli.
Somebody do something.

Can you hear me?

She just collapsed.

Oh, my God.

She's dead.

WENDY:
I don't know what happened.

She wasn't feeling good.

I pushed her.

You couldn't have stopped her
from going out there, Wendy.

People think these
models starve themselves

or go on drugs,
but not Sofie.

And Milli's dead?

That cannot be
a coincidence.

Oh, God, Mrs. Lightner.

I came as soon as I heard.

How is she?
What happened?

WENDY:
We don't know.

She's in a coma.

Is she going to
be all right?

Well, they're stabilizing her

until they can figure out
what happened.

Um, this is Atlanta.

She's been
a big sister to Sofie

since the beginning.
Atlanta, this is

my sister-in-law,

my niece, my
little sister...

Mrs. Lightner, can I
talk to you for a moment?

It's fine.
They're family.

We just got back the tox screen

of the contents
of your daughter's stomach.

I'm afraid they found
a foreign substance

believed
to be a poisonous mushroom

called Amanita phalloides.

A mushroom?

The death cap.

It's one of the most poisonous
mushrooms in the world.

Science class.

Someone poisoned Sofie?

Well, we don't know how
she came to ingest the mushroom,

but the good news is,
now we know that,

we can focus
on restoring her liver function.

Unfortunately,
we're too late

for the other woman
who ingested a larger amount.

Who would do such a thing?

Well, that's what the police
are going to have to find out.

Bless me Father,
for I have sinned.

I has been two weeks
since my last confession.

These are my sins.

I lost my temper
at Sunday dinner,

and swore in front
of my grandchildren.

I was angry at my son.

Danny?

Exactly.

What did you say?

The big one.

I see.

The temper, Frank--
we've talked about that.

I know that, Father.

All right, say two Our Fathers,
five Hail Marys

and a good Act
of Contrition.

Thank you, Father.

So, it took you two weeks
to stir up one sin?

I heard you're leaving
St. Luke's.

So much for keeping
the transfer quiet.

(sighs)

Is this something
you really want?

I've had a good run
at St. Luke's, Frank.

Bolivia will be
an invigorating new challenge.

Father...

is there anything

I can say
that will change your mind?

I'm a parish priest, Frank.

I go where I'm asked.

These mushrooms
that poisoned your friend--

they usually take 12 to 20 hours
to have this kind of effect,

so it's important
that we track the whereabouts

of Milli and Sofie
during that time period.

And Sofie's mother told us
that Sofie was at some party

last night at
Milli Skye's loft.

We all were.

It was her annual kickoff party
for Fashion Week.

Okay, was there anyone
at that party

that you know of
would want to hurt your friend?

Sofie? Absolutely not.

She's the sweetest girl
in the world.

Besides, she hasn't even been
in this business

long enough to
make any enemies.

Okay, what about Milli?

Is there anyone
who would want to hurt her?

Everybody.

Everybody?
Atlanta!

Oh, my God.
Harry.

What's going on?
Where is she?

Sofie's on a respirator
and dialysis. It's horrible.

And she's got swelling
on her brain.

Does Dorian know?

Who's Dorian?

It's Sofie's
new boyfriend.

And who is this?

Oh, this is Harry.
He's my best friend,

and Sofie's hairdresser.

Hi.

These are the
detectives.

They were just wondering

if there was anybody
at the party last night

who would want to
see Milli dead.

Everybody.

Okay.

Yeah, Reagan,
I don't know.

I don't know anything about,
you know,

fashion models
and-and poisonous mushrooms.

I don't, either, but I'm doing
it for my wife, for her sister.

Oh, the sister I don't hear
anything nice about.

And you never will hear
anything good about her,

but unfortunately,
her daughter's in a coma,

'cause someone tried to kill
her, and they did kill Milli.

All right, okay.

FRANK:
Thank you for seeing me,
Father.

I called you Father.

Old habits die hard,
Your Excellency.

Well, it's never too soon
to start talking

about security
for the Pope's visit next year.

What are you really doing here,
Francis?

You always could see through me.

Well, it goes with the miter.

Well...

I'm not here
as the police commissioner.

I'm here as a parishioner.

You want to know why

I'm transferring
Father McMurray out.

I do.

The Reagan family has
a strong bond with the Father.

These are hard times
for the church, Francis.

I've had to close six schools
in our diocese,

even our own St. Brendan's.

A sad day.

I got a good education there,
so did my children.

Have you spoken with
Father McMurray?

I have. He said nothing

that would indicate
he had a problem with the move.

Well...?

Well,

I'm a cop, Your Excellency.

It's really more
about what he didn't say.

Something's wrong.

A woman has accused
Father McMurray

of inappropriate behavior...
of a sexual nature.

(sighs)

Does she have any proof?

In the current climate,
proof is not necessary.

Francis, you came
to me a while back

and reminded me that
the church can no longer afford

to sweep things under the rug.

The woman is demanding
he be removed from St. Luke's.

We're facing
the issue head-on.

This man buried my wife
and my son.

He baptized Jamie.

Father McMurray is a good man.

What this woman is saying

is not possible.

It is just as important
to exonerate an innocent person

as it is
to convict a guilty one.

That's what they teach us
at the Academy from day one.

I know you share this belief.

(sighs)

Father...

in so many ways,

I will always be the student,
and you the mentor,

so this is not easy
for me to say,

but you are not facing
this problem head-on.

This is just another way of
sweeping things under the rug.

To ignore
this woman's accusation

would bring tremendous
negative attention,

which the church can ill afford.

Father McMurray leaves
at the end of the month.

(sighs)

Okay. Yes. Whatever.

What's up, Jack?

Um, the mushroom samples have
been sent to the DEA lab in D.C.

It seems that they can
figure out exactly what country

these death caps came from.

Great. When we found out where,
we'll take a look,

see who went there and when.
What else?

Yeah. Well, our lab is going
over everything

they found backstage
at the fashion show.

Well, Timeline-wise,
Milli's party is the best bet.

Well, that's good news
and bad news.

Bad news first.

Well, the bad news is,

the loft was completely
cleaned out,

and the caterers
got rid of all the old food.

Anybody getting
the caterer's story?

Yeah, as we speak.
All right,
how about the good news?

Good news is,
while you were downstairs,

this came
from Milli Skye's network.

It seems that she had
a camera crew recording

all six plus hours of the party

for Milli's reality show.

That is every minute
of her every move.

Well, maybe we'll get lucky,
catch a killer in the act.

Worst case, we get to see
how the beautiful people party.

There's a young lady
here to see you

about the Milli Skye case.

Are you Detective Reagan?

Yeah. This is my partner

Detective Curatola.

You are?
Cameron Swanson.

I was Milli Skye's
personal assistant.

Mind taking off your sunglasses?

DANNY:
Mm-hmm.

I knew you'd catch me anyway.

I'm here to report a crime.

Kill Milli? Me?

I stole from her,
that is all, and

I didn't really steal from her
because that money was mine.

Let's say you were
stealing and that's all.

Why don't you take us back to
the beginning of you and Milli?

That morning--
the morning of the party,

they didn't have any
lactose-free for her latte,

so I used soy milk,
and she starts

screaming at me.

I told her I was quitting,
and I wanted my money,

but she didn't give it to me,

so I tried to leave,
and she said I couldn't

because she needed me
for the party,

and when I tried to go,

she took her cell phone

and smashed it into my face.

The black eye.

I just wanted my $1,200.

I knew she'd be distracted
during the party, so I snuck in.

I knew where she kept the cash.

I have it here,
and I can give it back.

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

If you quit,
then why were you with Milli

the next day
at the fashion show?

She said she'd tell my parents
I'm bulimic.

All right.

Suppose we believe you.

Suppose you're telling
the truth.

Is there anything
you saw at the party

that would help us find out
who killed Milli?

Anything you know,
anybody acting suspicious?

Tampering with the food
in the kitchen? Anything?

Well, Sofie's new boyfriend,
Dorian...

Baby rock star Dorian?
What does he have to do with it?

I saw him... saw him shaving
something onto Sofie's risotto.

Sofie's risotto?

Not Milli's?
I don't know.

I told you
I was only there for a second.

I didn't see much,

but I saw that.

Sit tight for a second.

(clears throat)

(sighs)

I don't know.

Maybe we have been looking
at the wrong vic.

I mean, maybe Sofie was the
target, Milli was collateral.

Who would want to kill Sofie
and why?

I don't know.
I mean, boyfriend's

as good a place as any to start.

JACKIE:
What about her?

Well, Milli's not exactly around
to press charges.

Knowing my track record

with a certain someone
at the D.A.'s office,

they probably cut her
loose anyway.
Yeah.

Hey.

Look at this guy.

We got a sector to patrol,
and you're playing Facebook?

No. It's just, uh...

Everything all right?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

So go, uh,
inventory your RMP.

I'll meet you
in the lot.

You got it, Sarge.
All right.

Hello, Frank.

Didn't mean to
disturb you, Father.

Oh, not at all.

Back for another run
at the booth so soon?

I need to talk to you.

Please sit.

(sighs)

I went to see Bishop Donovan.

The woman was a member
of the parish years ago.

She didn't have an easy life.

She imagined
she was in love with me.

We're taught
to expect this as priests.

There were letters

and gifts.

And she finally made
a physical advance,

which I, of course,
gently deflected.

And I thought
that was the end of it.

And it was.

But after a failed marriage,

she moved back
into her parents' house

and to the parish.

I think she feels shame
in herself at the sight of me.

Have you told this
to Bishop Donovan?

The Bishop is between a rock
and a hard place.

The woman is imbalanced, Frank.

She has a history
of psychiatric illness.

But if we defend ourselves
by revealing this,

it will only bring up
the church's recent history

of having turned a blind eye
to legitimate claims of abuse.

This isn't right.

And you falling on your sword
isn't the answer.

Oh, I'm not a martyr.

The Church has plenty
of real ones.

(sighs)

I'm at peace, Frank.

I wish the Reagan family
could say the same.

DANNY:
Eh, it's like a nest
of vipers, bunch of phonies.

JACKIE:
It's amazing.

They all hated Milli Skye,
yet they're all at her party.
Typical.

There's Milli.

(low, indistinct chattering)

Okay, this is Sofie right
here. That's my niece.

She's a pretty girl.

What's that?

That's her boyfriend, Dorian.

He's a guy?

Yeah, that's a guy.

He's a musician.
He's a big, famous dude.

Famous with who?

With kids. You know,
young girls.

He's this new wave, new punk.

And you know this because?

Stupid magazines
at the hair salon.

Hold on. Pause that.

What is he doing there?

The girl with the black eye--
she said

he put something on top
of Sofie's food.

Well, he's doing it right there.

Right. What is that?

It's like a mushroom
or something.

It's not Parmesan cheese,
I'll tell you that much.

Look. Look.
Look at the frame in the back.

It's Milli's assistant
with the dark glasses.

Well, she said she saw him
put it on there, so...

All right,
let's keep watching.

JACKIE:
Nope. Look at this.

Milli didn't even get
any of that stuff.

No.

Keep watching.

JACKIE:
Look, at that.

Milli took Sofie's plate.

There. Milli got some.

Just maybe
wasn't by design.

Yeah, looks like she got a lot
more than she bargained for.

Yeah, like being dead.

Let's go snatch up
this Dorian kid.

Yep.

*

* What shines
when the eyes are dull? *

* What folds
when the hinge is gone? *

* The moth is dead
without the dust *

Mind if we crash the party?

Cops!
Shut up!

Everybody, put your hands
where we can see them.

Kill that music right now!

(music stops)

We're looking for Dorian.

What's his last name?
Dorian.

The rock star.

(toilet flushing)

Step aside.

Get over there.

Hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing
with this, huh?

What are you
doing? Come on.

Come on, rock star.
Come on.

Look what I found.

Mushrooms.

Oh, yeah.

"Everybody in here
is gonna cry.

"Everybody
in here's gonna fry, fry.

"I'm starting
with the beauties

"'cause they're
so bleeping snooty.

Look at all the models.
Watch them die, die."

And now a model's dead.

It's just a song.

A song about killing models.

How convenient would it be

if your girlfriend, a model,

happened to die right when your
new video was being released?

That would be number
one with a bullet.

You think this is
some kind of joke?

Less than 48 hours
after your girlfriend

slipped into a coma

and some woman died
because somebody gave them

some kind of poisonous mushroom,

you're having a drug-fueled
party and flushing what appears

to be the murder weapon
right down the toilet.

I told you,
they're psychedelic mushrooms.

Well, I got a video
of you shaving something

that sure does look like
a mushroom onto Sofie's risotto

at Milli's party.

What are you talk...

Oh yeah, you mean my truffle?

What?

I'm talking about
a poisonous mushroom.

No, man, it's a truffle I bought

at Mario's charity auction

to feed the needy.
It gives me good cred.

That thing set me
back two grand.

A chocolate truffle?

No, no, man.

Not chocolate.

It's like a...
it's, like, mushroom,

but not a
poisonous mushroom.

Like a... Like a
tuber, I think.

$2,000?

Yeah. They're rare
or something.

Anyway, I didn't
give any to Milli,

and she's the
one that's dead.

Okay. Why don't you tell me
what you did

with the rest of this magical
$2,000 truffle?

It's gone.

I gave it to a lot of
other people at the party.

You got to ask yourself why
they're not dead, too, right?

No, I don't have
to ask myself anything.

But what I do keep
wondering about is why

you haven't asked any questions
about your girlfriend.

I mean, she's in a coma.

You haven't even asked
how she's doing.

I know. I-I'm sorry.

I-I forgot.

Right.

Your girlfriend's dying.
It just slipped your mind.

Yeah. Well, see,
that's the thing.

What's the thing?

She's not really my girlfriend.

She's not your girlfriend?

No. It was like an arrangement.

It was my manager
and her mother.

Wendy thought it would be a good
idea for Sofie's rising star,

the red carpet
and Page Six and like that.

Mm-hmm?

So this arrangement?

What did you get from it?

I'd rather not say.

Really? Okay.

Well, you don't say.

I'll just charge you with
homicide and get on with my day.

Protection.

From what?

(sighs)

Protection from what?

From rumors.

What type of rumors?

The kind that

if a young teenage
girl were to hear,

she would never buy
another Dorian ticket.

Hmm...

Look, the truth is

that I was
a lot more interested

in her friend Harry
than I was in Sofie.

Reagan?
Talk to you?

Yeah.

I just discovered

that Sofie
was Dorian's beard.

Really? Huh.

Yeah.
Wow.

Well, one thing the guy's
telling the truth about?

The lab results just came
in on those mushrooms

he was trying to flush
down the toilet bowl.

Mm-hmm?
They're psychedelic.

I guess the truffles

weren't poisonous either, then.

I don't know. This
is very confusing.

Well, what we do know
is that somebody tried

to poison someone.

One woman is dead,
and a girl is in a coma.

Let's just hold him
for possession

of a controlled substance
till we figure this thing out.

Yeah.

Morning.

Hey.

Any change?

She's breathing on her own.

The liver chemistry's better.

Wen...

they don't think it
was the musician anymore.

The mushrooms that
they confiscated

were a recreational drug.

Dorian had no reason
to harm Sofie.

They barely knew each other.

I know.

Daniel told you

about the arrangement?

You must think I'm horrible.

(sighs)

It's, um...

It's just hard
for me to understand.

What?

Why I pushed my daughter
to get mixed up in some creepy,

fake relationship
with a drug-addled rock star

in the closet so she could
get her name in the paper?

Get her face on the cover
of some stupid magazine?

You don't think I feel
bad enough already?

I didn't say that.

That's what you were thinking.

Little Miss Staten Island
Salt of the Earth.

Wendy, please stop.
You stop.

You blame me
because I wanted a better life.

This is better?

There it is.

The contempt.

I was trying to be
sympathetic, Wen.

Is that so?

Just leave me
and my daughter alone.

Wen...
Get out of here!

(bells tolling)

Well, the woman has a history
of mental problems.

So what's going on?
Why are they kicking him out?

He's a sacrificial lamb.

I'm not following you, Dad.

It'll look like
they're latching on to this

to excuse themselves
for allegations

that they've ignored
in the past.

Oh. Well, thanks, Harvard.

You asked.

That isn't fair.

No it isn't, Nicky.

But it isn't simple, either.

If it goes public,
it hurts the Church.

HENRY:
No kidding.

I'm in the middle of a fund
drive for Comforting Community.

If people get turned off,
if they don't ante up,

what's going to happen to all
those senior citizens we serve?

So what do you think, Dad?

I was kind of hoping
to find out what you guys think.

It's a tough one.

I mean, I can see it
from both sides.

Yeah, me, too.

Lawyers, what do you expect?

Well, I'll take a
side. It stinks.

I'm not talking
about the legality.

It's not a question of due
process, it's an ethical issue.

Yeah. Is the Church making the
Father pay for its former sins?

Yeah. On the other hand, Father
McMurray isn't resisting, right?

Right.

Of course not.
He loves the Church.

He's willing
to make the sacrifice.

Are we being selfish
for not wanting to lose him?

Are we putting our wishes
before the needs of the Church?

That's all well and good.
But somebody should take a side.

He's a good priest.
It stinks.

Well, I think
we should have faith

that Bishop Donovan
will do the right thing.

Everything has a cost,
even the truth.

But the reward
for truth is a clear eye

and a clear conscience.

Who said that?

Bishop Donovan,
when he was at St. Brendan's.

Hmm.

I just hope he remembers it.

Brought you some of Staten
Island's finest, Jackie,

and some fresh jet fuel.

Ooh. Thank you.

Any results
from the DEA in D.C. yet?

Um, yeah. The mushrooms
that killed Milli

and poisoned Sofie,
they came from Morocco.

And they were purchased fresh

and harvested
no more than a month ago.

You got any airplane
manifests from Morocco?

Passenger lists for the last
six weeks just to be safe

from Marrakech and Casablanca.

This is from Iberia Airlines.

Rock the Casbah.

Uh, so far nothing on American.

But I'm checking Air France now.

Newark to Marrakech,
via Paris...

What was that-that hairstylist?
What was it? Harry? Barry?

Harry. Harry Bell?

Harry Bell. Right here.

Seat 30A, three weeks ago.

Harry, that sweet little
hairdresser kid?

Maybe.

Why don't we go
pay him a visit?

We'll check the rest of
the manifests on the way.

Okay.

(alternative rock song
plays loudly)

I hear music.

Yeah, pretty loud.
Maybe he's home.

Harry Bell!

Open the door!

Well, you know, the neighbors
have been complaining
about loud music.

Right.

(loud music continues)

Hey, Dorian!
A clean park.

New York City
thanks you.

Oh, no, no, thank you.

I got 99 more hours
of community service to do

for something
that grows in God's earth.

Well, it may grow
in God's earth,

but it's still illegal.

The other day you told us you'd
rather hang out with Harry

than you would with
Sofie, is that right?

Yeah. We had our moment. Why?

Well,
Harry the hairdresser's dead.

Apparently,
he committed suicide.

Harry's dead?

Yeah, that's what I said.
Now, the problem for us

is Harry had just
become our main suspect.

He was on a plane to Morocco,
where the mushrooms came from,

but we don't have a motive

or any reason why he
would kill himself.

Maybe you could shed some
light on that for us.

Morocco? Yeah.

That-That's actually where
Harry and I had our time.

But he didn't say
anything about mushrooms.

You were in Morocco?

We didn't see your name
on the airplane manifests.

Yeah, well,
I don't fly commercial.

Oh. So you had a private jet?

Yeah. That's why I went
to Morocco.

Harry was working on
a photo shoot

for Atlanta's Marrakesh spread.

Atlanta? Sofie's mentor?

Atlanta was on a private plane
to Morocco with you?

I gave her a lift.

Like I said,
perception is everything.

That would explain why she
wasn't on the passenger list.

We're looking for Atlanta.

She just went upstairs for a
smoke. Why? What do you want?

Atlanta!

Detective Reagan,
my partner Detective Curatola.

You remember us
from the hospital...?

Don't come any
closer!
Listen,
all right...

I'll jump!
I will!
All right,
I'm stepping back.

Nobody's going to jump.

Just get out of here!

We can't leave you
up there, okay?

We're not going to leave you
unless we know you're safe.

So why don't you just relax and
we'll talk about this, okay?

You have no idea
what it's like for me.

I'm 25 and my life is over.

I've been working Fashion Week
since I was 13.

I booked a dozen shows a year.
But this year?

One show.
And I had to beg for it.

Okay, you don't want to jump
because of that. Okay?

And it's not fair!

I didn't mean to hurt anybody!

Okay, you didn't mean it.

I just thought it would make
Sofie sick,

and that-that I would get to
close the Lara Fortunato show.

I put it in her risotto
when she wasn't looking.

But I don't know what happened
to Milli. And now...

Harry, and that's my fault, too?

Look, it's not your fault.

Harry killed himself, okay?

I killed him.

We were in this bazaar
in Marrakesh.

The shopkeeper had
these mushrooms, and...

Harry didn't see me buy them,
but he suspected me...

Okay.

I told him that
if he ratted me out...

that I would say that
we did this together.

He's dead because of me.

No, he's dead because he killed
himself, all right?

It was an accident;
it's not your fault.

So why don't you just
get down from there, okay?

Come on down, all right?

Come on. Don't do this
to yourself.

Just take my hand.
Come on down.

Come on down.

There you go. Come on.
(gasps)

Come on down.

There you go.

All right.

Yeah, you just stand
right there.

JACKIE:
Atlanta aka Lisa Jennings,

you are under arrest
for the murder of Milli Skye,

attempted murder
of Sofie Lightner.

Let's go. Please.
Let's go.

(door opens)

Wendy.

I'm sorry.

I was awful to you yesterday.

Well, if it was one of my boys,

I don't know
what that would do to me.

Oh, don't be nice, Linda.

I can't stand it.

Had a lot of time
to think about things.

Making some changes...

if Sofie comes out of this.

Well, don't even think about
moving back to Staten Island.

You'd go nuts.

Just saying.

She was surrounded by some

desperate people,

and I should have known.

I just wanted it for her so bad.

I closed my eyes to the truth.

You were doing what
you thought was best.

Every mother is guilty of that.

You would have known.

You would've seen
right through them all.

I've always envied
that about you.

You've envied me. Right.

Oh, I mean it.

You have always known
exactly who you are.

You have never
once pretended

to be something you're
not, not for anybody.

Me? I have spent
my whole life

trying to forget
where I came from,

trying to be
something I'm not.

Look where it got me.

Well, I'm guilty of that, too.

I doubt it.

(clears throat)

That wasn't my dress
the other day.

What?

I bought it that morning...
kept the tags in it.

I was going to return
it the next day.

Linda.
I know. It was
stupid and...

it was terrible but...

I just wanted to impress you.

You're a really sweet sister,

you know that?

(sobs)

It was Staten Island.

(Wendy sniffles, Linda laughs)

Mom?

Hey.

Hi... baby.

Mommy's right here.

(kissing, Wendy sniffles)

Thank you for seeing me,
Francis.

Please sit down,
Your Excellency.

I made you some tea.

I see. Thank you.

I won't stay long.

I'm on my way to deliver
a benediction at the UN.

They need it.

I always knew you had
great things

in store for you, Francis.

Thank you.

And now look at you here
in the catbird seat.

Hot seat, sometimes.

Tell me about it.

Oh, Francis.

We have such fine schools.

95% of our students
go on to college.

They outperform

every state and city test
you can throw at them.

And to lose more schools...

I have thought about
this problem long and hard.

Francis, when we last spoke,

you reminded me of something.

What was that, Your Excellency?

The truth.

Was I sacrificing truth
for expedience

in shipping the problem
to South America?

And the answer was "yes."

But now...

we're going to face
this problem head-on.

(door closes)

How'd the board meeting go?

There's enough in the coffers
for Comforting Community

to fight for another year.

That's great, Pop.

What's better, Francis,

is that Bishop Donovan
changed his mind.

Father McMurray doesn't have
to go to Bolivia after all.

Always nice to hear good news.

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