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(sirens wailing)

(indistinct shouting)

Double-lock the cuffs.

Yes, sir.

Officer, youre on this cell.

I want you to secure your weapon.

Got it.

(men shouting)

Enough. Enough.

You guys, settle down.

In the cell. Settle down.

Come on.

61s. 61s.

I got it. Thanks, Sarge.

Officer. When youre done with these two,

theyre going up to the detective squad. You got it?

Okay, what time was this?

I dont know, half an hour ago?

You take this route a lot?

Sure. But it was so dark tonight.

Would you be able to identify the person that robbed you?

No, not really. He just, he came out of nowhere.

When I tried to fight him off, he started screaming.

What was he screaming?

He said... he said I was

a drunk little whore who was asking for it.

What were you asking for, Leah?

To be raped.

(sighs) Did he?

No, he just stuck his hand up my shirt, down my pants,

grabbed my bag and ran away.

I drank too much.

I shouldnt have gone out so late.

I shouldve gone home with my roommate.

You know what? How about we not blame you?

How about we blame the guy that did this to you?

Does that sound good?

Yeah.

At least watching paint dry, you know theres nothing you can do.

GORMLEY: Well, you can do what Im doing.

Youre just staring out the window.

Not just. Im thinking what smart policing

our protocol is.

Each patrol borough commander

responsible for his territory during a blackout.

Except that the smartest guy in the room

is left out of the loop.

That doesnt make sense to me.

Its an antiquated protocol.

I see no reason why we cant be involved here.

GORMLEY: Boss, the boots on the ground have to call the shots.

Up here, were compromised in terms of incoming intel flow.

From where I sit,

Im not compromised.

We have a generator, we have lights.

One PP is fully functional.

GORMLEY: In a post 9/11 New York,

you got to go local and retail, in some situations.

Is that a quote from the last commissioners autobiography?

BAKER: And a blackout hardly compares

to a terrorist attack.

You want to rewrite our system

for the state of emergency?

After tonight, I might.

Oh. Powers back on.

(exhales)

And back where it belongs.

Lets get to work.

(door opens, closes)

DANNY: So we got nothing?

OFFICER: Not much.

DANNY: And let me guess, the cameras couldnt see anything

in the blackout, either?

Just as dark as the rest of the city.

Shoes off, poured herself a glass of wine.

Looks like she just got home from a long day at work.

DANNY: We got a name yet?

No identification on her, no phone, nothing.

There must be a name on the apartment.

There is, but its not her apartment.

Whose apartment is it?

Names, uh, Ben Wilson.

Hes upstairs.

Good. Well talk to him.

Ben Wilson.

Detective Reagan, Detective Baez.

This your place?

Yeah. I, uh,

came home, found her, called 911.

Uh-huh. You came home from where?

JFK.

British Airways 179 from London,

where Ive been on business the last two weeks.

Ah, okay. Whos the girl?

I have no idea.

What do you mean? I mean

Ive never seen her before in my life.

Youre saying youve never seen this girl ever,

in your entire life?

Never.

Anyone else have access to your apartment?

A friend, girlfriend?

No. No one.

I live by myself. No one else has keys.

So youre telling us that that is a complete stranger

lying dead in your apartment downstairs?

Thats exactly what Im telling you, Detective.

♪

I dont see what the problem is.

We have Ms. Dowd on video, driving to and from the robbery.

Under duress because of her husband.

Doesnt look that way in the surveillance tape.

I have another tape that might change your mind.

SHELLY (over video): No, Mike. Please.

MIKE: Youre driving me, or Ill kill you.

Dont you dare screw this up for me.

She couldve gone to the cops.

Its not that simple.

Sorry, but no deal.

It must happen a lot.

Im sorry?

He must threaten you a lot if youre recording him.

Shes made half a dozen tapes like this.

Has he ever cashed in on those threats?

Yes.

I have pictures

from the hospital

of what hes done to her.

This still doesnt excuse driving your...

So why not just go to the cops?

Because of what hell do to our son.

Youre really thinking about letting her walk?

She acted under duress. Its a non-starter.

At-at least give me a shot.

A shot at what?

More grief than shes already been through?

I thought we were the prosecutors here.

And its our responsibility to seek out justice,

not just more convictions.

But she aided an armed robbery.

We are dropping the charges, and thats final.

I can call a press conference, or I can make you available

to a select few, but its not gonna matter.

Theyve all got the same question.

Where were the cops in the poorer neighborhoods?

And in the poorer neighborhoods would be the answer.

Not exactly. Not on the Lower East Side.

Theres also evidence of gerrymandered deployment.

Where?

Specifically, the Vladeck Houses.

Every small business owner in a ten-block radius

is cursing our name

to any media outlet thatll listen.

Which would be all of them.

Exactly. And theres threats from the community.

What kind of threats?

They knocked the headlights

out of a dozen patrol cars in the 15th this morning.

Oh, great. Blacking us out. Cute, huh?

There truth to any of this?

Of course not.

Well, the public doesnt understand our protocol.

GORMLEY: Which was followed to a T

by our more than qualified borough commanders.

And were sure of this how?

Its a population-based system.

Science, not art.

Nothing personal, nothing biased.

Thats a guess, not a fact. I want a 49

on the manpower deployments for Manhattan South.

Hopefully, that will show that the areas

with the highest population densities were served first.

You want me to undermine Chief Russo?

No, I want you to make sure the protocols were followed.

You undermine a leader from above, hes dead as a leader.

Russos a friend of yours.

Yes. But more importantly, hes a great cop.

Lets find out if he was last night.

Just because a couple of citizens are throwing a fit

doesnt mean we should go question a chiefs judgment.

To be fair, its more like a few dozen citizens.

Just saying.

Boss, you and I both know youve been waiting

for your window to change this policy.

This has nothing to do with that.

Well, I just wouldnt want to see a good cop

get caught in a grinder making that change happen.

Neither would I.

(door opens, closes)

JANKO: He waits till the early hours of the morning,

looking for women whove been drinking

and walking home alone.

Yeah, yeah.

We get it. So he can grab their handbag.

Well, thats not all. He assaults them.

He goes straight for skin,

first on top, then on bottom.

Didnt you patent that move?

Not funny.

Lighten up, sunshine.

He doesnt stop there. He calls them names,

then he grabs their belongings and runs.

Its not your typical street robbery.

So youre saying that all this is the same guy?

Exactly.

Good luck with that.

DAVIS: Officer Janko?

Yeah?

Detective Davis from BRAM Unit.

I, uh...

I overheard the good work youve been doing.

You did?

Sounds like a pattern

to me, too.

Why dont you, uh...

why dont you tell me more about it.

Okay.

CHATWAL:

So

, her husband

yells at her, and you want to let her walk?

He threatened their sons life,

not to mention all the physical abuse.

Did he put a gun to her head and force her behind the wheel?

He might as well have.

No.

He put it to the owner of that bodegas head instead.

She committed that crime under duress.

I have a legal and ethical responsibility not to prosecute.

You have a professional one to try.

Your actions reflect

directly on this office now.

Mistakes included.

What happened?

She got arrested again?

Shortly after her release.

This time for selling drugs to a minor.

She has no history with drugs.

That makes no sense.

Why would she risk a second chance to be with her son?

Erin, I know where your heart is.

Really, I do.

Its bleeding on your sleeve for all to see.

But you need to stop playing defense attorney

and start prosecuting.

Right over here.

Hey.

Hey. Still waiting on DNA from the lab.

Whos this?

This is Evan Walker.

He was filing a missing persons with the desk sergeant.

Description he gave sounded similar to our Jane Doe.

Oh.

Take a look at her. Tell me if you recognize her.

(whispers): Oh, my God.

Who is it?

Michelle.

Michelle who?

Hopper.

M-My fiancée.

Shes dead?

Im so sorry. Yes.

(crying)

What happened?

Were trying to figure that out.

But we need your help in order to do that.

Whens the last time you spoke with her?

I dont know. Uh, maybe t-two days ago?

Two days ago. Whatd you two talk about?

Nothing important.

Who did this to her?

We dont know yet.

Did she mention anyone threatening her?

Anything unusual?

No.

What was Michelle doing in the city?

She was in town for some, uh, job interviews,

and she just got an offer.

I flew in from Ohio to, uh, surprise her.

We were gonna, uh, move here.

(exhales)

The, uh,

apartment she was staying in belonged to a Ben Wilson.

Do you know him?

Ben.

Ben Wilson.

Yeah.

Yeah, I talked to him.

You did?

I arranged for her to stay at his apartment

through House Swap.

House Swap?

Its an app. You can, uh, rent peoples apartments

when theyre out of town.

Okay. So this Ben Wilson knew

that she was staying at his place?

We exchanged half a dozen e-mails about it.

You have proof of those e-mails?

Just take it.

(crying)

So youre going forward with the robbery charges?

In light of these new charges, yes.

Are you at least going to offer us a deal,

considering the duress?

My office

will be pursuing this case

to the fullest extent of the law.

Then theres nothing more to discuss.

I thought you cared about your son.

I do. He-Hes all I care about.

Then why would you put yourself at risk again?

I...

I dont know.

You think hes gonna accept that

as an answer when hes older?

Hell thank me.

For not being around?

For not having to grow up in foster care

like I did.

How is going to prison gonna keep him

out of foster care?

Because if...

(exhales)

What are you not telling me?

Can you give us a deal on the robbery charges?

If I could?

Wed need a guarantee.

I need to know the information first.

Then we have nothing else to say.

(sighs softly)

(door opens)

(sighs)

(door closes)

(elevator bell dings)

(indistinct chatter)

Ten-hut!

(chatter stops)

At ease.

You all look

like crap. (chuckles)

(all laugh)

Been a long night, huh?

Thank you for your good work.

I need each one of you

to relay your patrol posts from the blackout.

Starting at this end.

Patrol Post 1.

West side of Orchard Street, Broome to Delancey.

Patrol Post 3. North side of Essex Street,

Stanton to Houston.

Very good.

Patrol Post 2.

South Orchard Street.

Nice.

Patrol Post 6. Grand Street.

Patrol Post 5. Seward Park.

Patrol Post 8. East Broadway.

Rutgers to Montgomery.

Mm-hmm.

Anybody assigned to Madison Street?

By the Vladeck Houses?

Oh, come on.

No one?

SARACENO: I sent

a few guys home after an 18-hour tour.

Just the ones patrolling the Vladeck Houses?

Um, Id have to check that.

Im gonna need

to see your duty rosters from the blackout.

Yeah, of course.

Thank you, Officers.

(indistinct chatter)

Commissioner, sir.

As you were, Captain.

Can I ask, whats this about?

I think you know what this is about.

I heard some patrol cars were vandalized this morning.

Well, with all due respect, sir,

thats not really anything out of the ordinary down here.

I heard its linked to the Vladeck Houses.

The majority of the crime we see down here

can be linked to those projects.

I am talking about what happened in this instance.

Im talking about a reaction to a lack of police coverage

during the blackout.

Im sorry, sir.

I, uh...

(exhales)

If youve got something to share,

I suggest you share it.

I was just following orders.

Whose orders?

Chief Russo contacted me right after the lights went out.

Told me to focus our deployment on...

certain neighborhoods.

You saying he had a list?

More or less.

Ive never even used House Swap.

Really?

Then whose profile is that?

I have no idea.

Thats your apartment, isnt it?

Yes.

But the building has strict policies

against subletting and extended stays.

Well, then how come there are a half dozen other apartments

on the app?

I have no idea.

Then get one.

Look, Detective, I make real money.

I dont need to rent my apartment out.

Uh-huh.

I never talked

to this... whats his name.

Evan.

Evan.

But you e-mailed with him.

I never e-mailed with him.

Really?

Then how do you explain that?

Thats not my e-mail address.

Oh, my God. Youre a real slick character.

Got an alibi for everything, dont you?

Look,

Detective,

I can afford a serious lawyer,

and I havent asked for one.

I dont know this Evan.

I dont know who made this profile.

I do know it wasnt me.

(school bell rings)

(indistinct chatter)

What else is there to tell?

Shelly copped to the charges.

A little too easily, if you ask me.

(soft knocking)

Lisa Dowd?

Yes.

Hi.

A.D.A. Erin Reagan. This is Detective Abetemarco.

Just wondering if we could ask you a few questions

about your daughter-in-law.

Well, I-I already told the police everything.

We just want to make sure we got our facts straight.

Oh, fine.

Certainly. Um...

So, Shelly came here after she was released?

Uh, yes. Asking me for money.

Again.

I take it you didnt give her any.

No.

No, of course not.

Um, we got into an argument.

And the next thing I know,

I see her out in the school parking lot,

selling pills to students.

And you saw her

selling drugs from here?

Well, I could see the body language.

I knew what she was doing.

Sh-She was desperate for money.

Thats quite a leap.

Well, they found the pills on her, didnt they?

Has she done anything like this before?

Anything like this?

Um,

practically every move she makes.

My son deserves better.

And your grandson?

Yes. Yes.

Shes not fit to take care of him.

Whos taking care of him now?

I-I am. I am.

Im the only... free and responsible family member left.

Okay. Well, great.

Thank you for your time.

Sorry for wasting yours.

How-how did you hurt your arm?

Oh, I-I started biking again, for the workout.

And I broke my collarbone

getting run off the road.

I did that in college. It hurts like hell.

(chuckles)

They give you anything?

Well, I never filled out the prescription.

I-I would rather live with the pain than that fog.

Yeah, I understand. Well, thank you again.

And I hope you feel better.

Thank you.

You were right.

The pills Shelly was caught with

traced back to her mother-in-laws prescription.

She planted them.

Looks like it.

And all this just to get custody of her grandson?

But why wouldnt Shelly fight the charges?

To keep her son out of foster care.

If her mother-in-law goes into prison,

then the whole familys in the system.

So now Shelly can walk.

No, she cant. I mean, the drug charges will go away,

but the robbery charges will stay.

Youre not gonna drop em?

I have direct orders to prosecute.

Since when have orders stopped you?

Since theyve been coming straight from the D.A.,

complete with sarcasm and not-so-veiled threats.

So Shellys stuck.

Yes.

And so is her son.

Allen Castillo.

Doorman,

165 East 7th Street.

Is that right?

Yes, sir.

You probably know

your tenants pretty well then.

Some of them I do.

What about Ben Wilson? You know him?

I know him. But no better than the rest.

No, I think you know him very well.

What do you mean?

Well, Mr. Wilson

has a profile on the House Swap app.

The number and the e-mail on the account

are the same number and e-mail

used on the accounts

of other tenants in your building

who happen to have profiles on that app as well.

And when I ran the number,

guess where they led me to.

It was just to make some extra cash on the side.

What happened to Michelle?

I dont know, I swear.

You knew she was staying there.

I was renting

my tenants apartments, but Id never murder anyone.

Except this time.

The power went out, and you knew the security cameras

would be down.

When the power went out,

I was at home, helping my family.

Our power took twice as long to come back on.

Right. So you were home with your family.

My family, my neighbors families--

they can all vouch for me.

Hope so. Ill be paying them a visit.

Who else would have access to the apartment?

Maybe somebody you rented it to before,

maybe they had copies of the keys made?

This is the first time I rented it.

Ben never left town long enough before.

Before what?

He and his girlfriend split up.

Ben had a girlfriend?

A nightmare of one. They used to fight all the time.

Uh-huh.

And things ended bad?

Horrible. Their last fight spilled into the hallways.

I almost had to call the cops.

That was the last time I ever saw her.

(sighs)

JANKO:

So

, are we the kind of couple

that talks about the office, or do we leave

the office talk back at the office?

Actually, I did want to talk to you about something.

Okay.

I heard about

the undercover assignment

that Detective Davis wants you to work.

Its a great opportunity, right?

I dont think you should do it.

What?

I think you should steer clear

of Davis and the undercover assignment.

Uh, why would I do that?

Eddie, its dangerous.

Well, I think its more dangerous

having that guy out on the street.

And well get him, but not like this.

I dont think so. Im perfect for this.

I fit the profile of every one of his victims.

Wait, is this, like... an order?

No. I wanted to tell you here,

because I didnt want to muddy the waters like that.

Okay. Good.

But I am your sergeant.

Im aware.

And I respect your judgment.

Well, my judgment says I gotta work this case.

"Gotta"? Why?

Do you have

any idea how many times Ive walked home

late at night alone, couple of drinks in me?

How many time Ive thought maybe this is it,

tonights the night I become the victim?

So you make yourself a victim?

The answer is: no, you dont know.

I dont see why

you should hang yourself out there

like a piece of bait for some creep.

Of course you dont, because youve never been afraid

to walk home alone at night. You have no idea

what that feels like.

Im not saying I do.

Well, then...

respectfully, back off.

All right. Fine.

You know what, you do whatever you want.

You know, you could just be supportive.

I cant be supportive of Davis.

Because I think hes reckless.

And Ive been clocking his work

since before you came to the precinct.

Okay, so youre afraid for me,

so now youre gonna blame it on Davis?

No.

Thats not it.

Youre better than this.

And youre smarter than this.

You know, Im gonna sleep at mine tonight.

Thanks for dinner.

Not five minutes after the lights go out,

my cell goes off-- restricted caller, it says.

I never pick those up.

Well, neither do I, but its a blackout.

What am I supposed to do?

Its the mayor.

(groans)

Exactly. And shes got, like, this shopping list

of blocks where she wants extra manpower.

And its the mayor-- you cant exactly...

Exactly. So I say, "Thank you, Madam Mayor.

Ill get right on it."

I mean, what else could I do?

She says, "Jump," you say, "How high?"

And if I say, "No, this has to go

through the PC," what am I doing?

Throwing the PC into the wood chipper.

Exactly.

Except that the blocks around the Vladek Houses...

Yes.

Thats the problem.

Its all a problem, Sid.

But what am I gonna do, tell the mayor

that theres these Dollar Stores and bodegas

that take precedent over her donors and her cronies?

I mean, we all serve

at the pleasure of the mayor, am I right?

(sighs): Pretty much.

Plus, Im saving the boss this headache.

You did the right thing, Vinny.

Under the circumstances.

You got my back on this, right?

I got your back, Vinny.

And hes nothing if not fair.

How many blocks?

Just a few.

Whats a few?

Ten, 13.

Which is it?

Maybe 15.

So, you left one of the most dangerous housing projects

in this city totally unsupervised.

Not totally, sir.

But definitely undermanned.

Yes. Definitely.

Regrettably.

Yes. But it was the mayor.

My thought process, sir, if I may?

It was either me taking the heat

or kicking it up to you and handing you the headache,

and I think I made the right choice.

You think?

I hope.

So you think its your job

to step out of the chain of command,

break protocol, in order to save me from a headache?

Well, no, you put it that way.

You got another way to put it?

We all serve at the pleasure of the mayor.

Well, you got that wrong.

I

serve at the pleasure of the mayor.

You

serve under my command.

And we both serve all the people of this city,

not just the ones with a hook at City Hall.

Yes, sir.

(sighs)

Thats all.

♪

Boss, he-he was in a tough spot.

You know? And it was the mayor.

It was not like a favor he could call the chips in.

Good intentions are not in the mix here, Sid.

Hes a great cop.

Maybe by reputation; certainly not by this fiasco.

Okay. Suppose the president calls you directly

and asks you for a favor, you gonna do it?

If I can.

Well, thats all Vinny did.

But only if it is in bounds.

All right. I know youd like to think that.

Whats

that

mean?

Actually, I take it back. You can

think that way,

cause youd probably get away with it.

I dont try to get away with stuff, Sid.

Makes life simpler.

Apples and oranges, though.

Except youre the one apple,

and the rest of us are oranges.

Apples and oranges.

Boss, Ive watched you up close for years.

Youve got something the rest of us dont.

You could stand up to the ranks above you,

and its like you got a Teflon suit over a Kevlar vest,

and your dirty looks are actual flamethrowers.

What exactly are you trying to say?

Boss, Im just saying, walk in his shoes,

walk in mine-- its different.

(sighs)

Inform Chief Russo of his termination.

♪

(sighs)

Hey, Sarge, pass the rolls.

DANNY: Hello?

Sarge?

Who? What?

You. Dad wants a roll, Sarge.

Still not used to it?

Not used to what?

Being called Sarge.

Apparently not.

Not at dinner, Detective, Commissioner.

Okay. Rolls, please?

I was gonna do that.

I got it.

Thank you.

What about you?

You getting called "boss" down at the office?

Not yet. The closer I get to the D.A.,

the more I feel like a minion.

That shouldnt be.

Well, tell

him

that. Breathing down my neck

to prosecute a victim and second-guessing my every move.

What do you mean, prosecute a victim?

Well, not... literally the victim,

but a-a mother whose family is falling apart,

and if I put her away, then she loses what little she has.

She commit a crime?

Yeah.

Well, then you do your job.

I know. But having a desk

where the buck stops is a lot harder than I thought it would be.

FRANK: And nobody wants

to hear a boss complain about being a boss.

Theres the rub.

But if youre the boss,

you just tell people what to do

and they have to do it. I mean...

what is there to complain about?

HENRY: But a really good boss knows that he got there

by listening, for the most part.

The bad ones just bark orders.

Same case last year, what would you have done?

Id like to think Id fight the same fight.

Except be a squeaky wheel.

DANNY: Because your opinion is no longer your opinion anymore.

Now its... policy, right?

Yeah, I guess so.

HENRY: Thats the hard part.

Theres a hell of a lot less wiggle room

when youre a boss.

FRANK: But Pops right.

You stay there how you got there:

by listening to the people over you, under you.

Went for him, goes for me...

goes for you.

And you now.

And maybe you someday.

Sign on the door

never reads "He Who Knows It All."

Or "She."

Or "She."

Not for nothin, Dad, but you kind of forgot someone

on your, uh, list of future bosses.

Youre too loose a cannon.

(others laughing)

Yeah. SEAN: Its okay,

youll always be my boss.

Me, too.

Yeah,

not exactly the same.

(laughter) FRANK: Hey.

Any time you want to talk about it.

But itd have to be pretty convincing

to pull an ace off the field and park him behind a desk.

Shucks, Dad.

Thats right, Ace.

(laughter)

Wow.

Wheres her mother-in-law now?

She was arrested this morning

for planting the drugs and framing your client.

KEVIN: So the drug charges

against my client have been dropped?

Thats correct.

And the charges for abetting the robbery?

Are they dropped?

My office will be proceeding

with the prosecution.

My husband threatened my sons life.

I thought you understood that.

A judge and jury will decide if you were under duress.

And until then, wh... what happens to my son?

He will be picked up

from the neighbors house

by the Administration for Child Services.

So hes going to foster care.

Pending the outcome of this case. Thats correct.

This is why

I didnt come forward about the drugs.

This is the one thing that I didnt want to happen.

Why are you doing this to us?

Im sorry.

You didnt think to mention your ex-girlfriend to us?

Clarissa? Yeah, Clarissa.

She doesnt matter.

Of course she matters; you told us nobody else

had access to this apartment.

And I was telling the truth.

BAEZ: Castillo said she practically lived here.

Trust me, no way

I was letting her keep those keys when we broke up.

Because shes dangerous?

No. Just controlling.

Had a hard time letting go.

Really? Where the hell does she live now?

You guys really think she had something to do with this?

Just tell us where.

Look, Clarissas crazy,

but theres no way she murdered someone,

especially not some random woman.

A random woman,

living in her ex-boyfriends apartment,

with an engagement ring on her finger.

Now tell us where the hell she lives.

(indistinct chatter)

(sighs)

(indistinct chatter in distance)

♪

♪

♪

♪

(Janko gasps)

Give me the bag, slut.

(grunts)

You think this is a game, huh?

(Janko grunts)

No. No.

Stop. No.

Oh. (grunts)

(both grunt)

Give me your hands. Give me em.

Give me your hands.

All right. Move it. Move in.

JAMIE: Come on. Back.

All right. We got em.

Sergeant Reagan, what the hell?

Hey, you fall asleep?! You fall asleep?

I had to get him on the assault charge.

No, you didnt. You had him on attempted robbery.

Not enough.

JAMIE: Which is enough to get him

in the lineup, which is all you needed.

Are you okay?

Jamie? What are you...?

On your feet. You all right?

What are you doing...?

Are you okay?

What are you doing here?

What are you doing?

Are you okay?

Are you okay? Yeah.

(panting)

You know what? I shouldve told Ben not to call Clarissa.

Why would Ben call Clarissa?

To tip her off.

Its his ex, why would he tip off his ex?

He was with her for years.

Yeah, and he said she was crazy. Yet...

Theres no reason for him to tip her off.

...he still dated her.

And then there were probably booty calls.

I mean, toxic relationships like that never just end.

Huh.

Maybe you should call Ben

and tell him not to tip off Clarissa.

Anything?

Straight to voice mail.

Great.

Id love to know what this Clarissa knows

before we knock on her door.

(car alarm blaring)

Youre good to go, Officer.

Thanks.

Lets just forget about it, okay?

Would it really have been so bad to just take my advice?

You were being overprotective.

Its my job to protect you.

As my sergeant or as my fiancé?

In this case, as your sergeant.

I call BS. You got to choose.

Because we agreed that we would separate work from home.

I wouldnt let any of my officers go undercover

with Detective Davis.

Jamie, you lost your judgment because of me.

Its exactly what we said we werent gonna do.

Im still gonna have your back, Eddie.

Jamie, I was fine without you.

You couldnt see the next ten seconds.

You dont know what mightve been next,

and Davis was waiting on assault.

Jamie, Im fine.

Well, thank God.

BAEZ: This is Detective Baez.

I have a jumper in front of 412 Meyers Street.

Im gonna need an MLI at this location.

No.

Hey, Ben. Hey.

Hey! Hey!

What-what happened?!

Slow down, dont go any closer.

Its Clarissa? Its Clarissa. Yeah.

She...

Apparently, she jumped.

I called her.

I told her I knew all the best lawyers.

I told her not to freak out.

Theres nothing you can do about it now, okay?

Its too late.

Theres nothing you can do for her.

Its not your fault, Ben.

Then whose?

Oh, God.

A.D.A. Reagan,

congratulations on unraveling the Dowd case.

Those detective genes really paid off.

Im not sure congratulations is in order here.

Of course it is.

Shelly was threatened

and abused by her husband,

and set up by her mother-in-law.

But she was no saint.

Doesnt make her a criminal, either.

You are still planning to prosecute, correct?

No. I cant.

You cant?

If I have to compromise

whats right to do this job, then I dont belong here.

Well, perhaps you could consider the greater good.

Consider what it will do to this office

once this story hits the press.

Any decent reporters gonna see

that Shelly is the victim here.

Or that she is the Bonnie to her husbands Clyde.

Theyre gonna see that she did

what she had to do to protect her son.

So you think we should drop the charges?

Its the right thing to do.

Well... I can see

what Monica was dealing with all these years.

Well, maybe she should have warned you.

She did.

I took the leap anyway.

Take the leap with me on this.

You owe me.

And I collect with interest.

Did you think terminating Chief Russo was a suggestion?

No.

Do I actually have to say...?

Thats an order? No.

But you didnt slap an ASAP on it, either.

Look at me, Sid.

Yes, I thought maybe you might...

walk in his shoes, reconsider.

Pretty confident you made a case?

I just figured once in a while you dont really mean

what you say gets taken like Moses walked down the mountain

with it chiseled on a tablet.

What the hells got into you?

Same thing that was always there.

Same thing you hired me for.

I stick up for our cops

even when everyone else has fled the scene.

And I dont?

I didnt say that and I would never say that.

You can offer him a demotion or early retirement.

A-S-A-P.

Demotion to what?

I dont know; Im gonna leave that up to you.

But enough of a demotion sends a signal to the rest

of the department that those kind of favors, we do not do,

and if you do them, you will pay dearly. Copy?

Copy.

And I dont have a Teflon suit.

Everything gets to me.

Every time one of ours is hurt, or jammed up,

or hes in over his head, it gets to me.

I just dont show it, cause I cant show it,

cause nobody wants or needs

a "sensitive" police commissioner.

Okay.

So screw you.

Yes, sir. That an order, too?

Yeah, thats an order.

Screw me-- Im on it, boss.

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