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DANNY:
Well, this is so depressing.

BAEZ:
What are you talking about?
It's Central Park.

A-All these cute little boats...

Yeah, and it's a beautiful day,
but the only reason we're here

is 'cause a dead body was found.

You need a vacation, Reagan.

Probably find
a dead body there, too.

Good morning, Detectives.

Not according to him.

Uh...

What do we got?

Purse was tossed aside,
I.D. on the ground

says her name
is Jessica King, age 29.

Kid over there
found her, then promptly

threw up his
Froot Loops.

Poor little guy.

Tough way to start
the day at any age.

Thanks.

BAEZ:
I'm not seeing
any scratches

or signs of
a struggle.

She probably didn't even
see it coming.

Single stab wound to the heart.

You think that's a
message of some sort

or just a lucky shot?

Lucky for who?

I don't know.

That's what we'll have
to find out.

SEAN:
Gramps? Hello?

In here.

Chemistry book you forgot
is there on the table.

What are you doing down there?

Uh, the sink trap

needed fixing.

Hey, did you see a box
on the porch when you came in?

No. You expecting something?

Yeah.
Nicky's graduation present.

A locket of Betty's

that she's always loved.

Clasp was broken,
so I sent it away to get fixed.

It's supposed to be delivered
this morning.

(phone ringing)

Is that you or me?

Not me.

(grunting)

Ha. Speak of the devil.

All right, help me up.

According to the text,
the thing was just delivered.

I can go run out and grab it.

No, no, no.

At my age, when you commit
to standing up,

you have to see it through.

(grunts)

Van's long gone.

So where the hell's my package?

It didn't
just disappear.

You ever hear of porch pirates?

Maybe somebody
stole it.

(phone ringing)

Reagan.

ARMIN (over phone):
Oh, thank God.

I didn't know if you'd answer.

Who's this?

It's Armin Janko, Eddie's dad.

Please don't hang up.

Uh, you can't be out yet,
Mr. Janko.

No, not for another
three to five.

But I need to talk to you.

Okay, talk.

In person.

I promise it's nothing bad.

It's just something
I would rather discuss

with my soon-to-be
son-in-law in person.

Do me that one favor?

Okay. Yeah.

And don't tell my daughter.

That's two favors.

You can tell her soon,

just come and hear me out first.

All right, you got it.

Bye.

Just for the record, I think
asking her up here is a mistake.

If there was a record,
you'd be on it.

He's right, boss. All due
respect, I cannot imagine

what you're thinking here.

Sometimes a problem
is more manageable

if you engage it from the top.

(door opens)

Last chance to walk this back.

Let's have her.

Professor.

Commissioner Moore,
Lieutenant Gormley.

We've met.

Have a seat.

So we're looking at five
assaults on illegal immigrants

allegedly committed
by an NYPD officer.

Five, right?

So far.

And you're claiming
the exact same pattern

in each of the five assaults?

Yes.

He show a shield
and an I.D. card?

Every time.

And verbally
identified himself

as a New York City
police officer?

Why do I feel like you're trying
to trip me up?

No, we're just trying
to ascertain the facts.

And balance them
against the fact

that you have falsely accused
this department before.

What possible agenda
could I have here?

Well, that's what they call
the known unknown.

The only known unknown here
is which cop.

Tell me something.

Are all the crimes in this city
committed by cops?

Just setting the table
for the meal I'm expecting.

Anonymous accusations
are difficult to investigate

and even harder to prosecute.

And that's not stonewalling you,
it's a fact.

And it's why I convinced them
to give their names,

addresses, phone numbers.

We'll look into it.

That's it?

It will be investigated
thoroughly.

That's what we do here.
Thanks for coming up.

Your granddaughter Nicky
is a lovely young woman.

You know my granddaughter?

As does the Justice Coalition
board now.

A job interview.

First you've heard?

And wondering
why you're letting me know.

Gentlemen.

Son of a bitch.

♪ ♪

I can't believe it.

I-I said hi to Jessica
just yesterday evening.

We saw she was a painter?

Yeah. A lot of us
in the boat club

have her paintings
on our walls at home.

What time did you talk
to her?

Hour before dusk.
Uh, I was locking up,

but she was staying to paint
the s-sunset... Oh, God.

What?

O-On my way to the subway, I-I
saw him cycling into the park.

Who's "him"?
The guy on the bike?

Yeah.

Central Perv.

"Central Perv"?

That's what some of us call him.
He-He's homeless.

Doesn't make him a perv.

Except when he's leering
at women or stripping naked

to bathe in the pond.
You ask him to stop,

and he yells how he's gonna
shove his handlebars

up various parts
of your anatomy.

Back to the scene of the crime?

All right. Sit tight.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Hey! Police! Hold it!

Hold it!

Get out of the way!

Move!

Come here!

Police!

I didn't do anything!

Come here.

I know my rights.

Nicely done.

Thank you. Grab his stuff.
I got him.

(grunting)

Are you absolutely sure?

Okay, thanks.

Yeah,

he says
the guy dropped it off.

But who the hell steals a box

off your porch
in broad daylight?

A lowlife. A dirtbag.

A scumbag. A crook.

Hey, hey, hey.

Language.

What? I learned it from you.

So what now,
you call 911?

Nah. Without proof
it wouldn't go anywhere.

Why not just, like, you know,
ask your neighbors?

For what?

Maybe one of them

has surveillance or, like,
the doorbell camera things.

So what if I ran?
I'm an innocent man.

An innocent man
nicknamed Central Perv.

My name is Anderson Hardy, and
I was minding my own business.

(chuckles) You mispronounced
"eyeballing the girl

I murdered while being
armed to the teeth."

Armed? I'm a peaceful person.

A peaceful person with
a knife in his backpack.

Oh, and a baton
in your backpack.

And look at that, he also has
a screwdriver in his backpack.

Refresh my memory. Where's the
last place we saw one of these?

Stuck in the heart
of a dead girl.

That's right. Almost forgot.

I have those to defend myself.

Against who?

Everyone.

Businessmen who spit on me,
kids who steal my stuff.

And no one hates on the homeless
like you cops.

And how exactly was it
that Jessica hated on you?

Let me guess-- she asked
you not to whip it out

while she was trying to paint?

She didn't hate me.
She was nice.

If anyone killed her,
it was that other guy.

Oh, the infamous other guy.

But there was another guy...

Yeah!

I didn't stop to say hi

'cause Jessica
was already talking to him.

Describe him.

I, I didn't see his face.

(chuckles)

When you're homeless, you learn

not to stare
at other people too long.

Yeah.

(knocking on door)

Well, this is your new home
now, my friend, so sit tight.

We'll be back.

M.E.'s office. You said to find
you the moment it was delivered.

Thanks, Officer Meyers.

What do we got?

Uh, no prints
on the screwdriver,

but there were skin cells
with the DNA

which belongs to...
not Central Perv.

What?

The DNA belongs
to a Steve Rhodes.

He was collared three
years ago on a D.W.I.

So our guy is not our guy.

(sighs)

Jamie.

What do you want, Mr. Janko?

I want to walk my little girl
down the aisle.

Please. Come on.

I will abide by every
rule, every condition.

Why come to me and not to her?

Y-You're higher up the
ladder than she is.

Or because you know
that Eddie would say no.

No. She, she wants
this as much as I do.

Said so in her letters.

Letters?

(chuckles)
She's been writing to me

ever since you guys got engaged.

I got a stack of them
in my cell.

I'll show you.

What would she write
you about?

Father-daughter stuff.

Starting life
with somebody

and, you know,
how to make a marriage work.

She came to you
about that?

Whatever else I may be,

I am still her father.

So she comes to me
for advice, yes.

As, I'm-I'm guessing,
you go to your family.

I'm not sure that's...
the same thing.

Armin, my dad...

Is not behind bars.

Yeah, I get it.

Maybe, for one day,

we could set all of that aside

and we could all celebrate
your wedding together.

As a family.

As it should be.

What's this place supposed
to be-- condos, offices?

He's an app guy, he just
sold one for $10 million.

Apparently, this is
the new headquarters.

Fancy.

Looks like him
over there.

What's his last name?

Rhodes.

Steven Rhodes.

Detective Reagan.

My partner Detective Baez.

How can I help you?

Wanted to ask you
some questions

about the murder
of Jessica King.

What?

First you've
heard of it?

Yes. How?

How's a good question.

As in how was your DNA found
on the murder weapon?

Hmm.

But it wasn't me.

Mm-hmm.

Is everything okay, Steve?

No. That Jessica,
the artist?

She's been murdered.

What? How?

Identical twins...

Identical twins
with identical DNA.

Detectives, I'm telling you.
You're wrong about this.

I was right here
last night.

A-And I was right
here with him.

Look... I wish I knew
who killed Jessica

but I don't.

And neither does my brother.

But you admit that
you knew her.

SETH:
I met her a couple times.

Steve's the one
who dated her.

He ever mention
any trouble between 'em?

Or you ever get
a sense of it

with that mind-melding thing
twins have?

Never.

STEVE:
Jessica and I had a lot of fun.

For as long as it lasted.

Mm-hmm.

These days, dating someone
for a week is like...

getting married to 'em.

Right.
Where'd you meet her?

She hosts a drink-and-paint
night at a bar.

She's very talented.

Not anymore, thanks to you
or your brother. (exhales)

Ask any of my exes.
I'm a good boyfriend.

And I haven't seen Jessica
since we broke up a month ago.

Then why was one of you
seen with her

in Central Park last night?

Someone got it wrong.

I told you, Steve and I
were in Jersey.

And your DNA
on the murder weapon?

Who knows? Maybe it was
one of our workers.

It's not like we inventory
our screwdrivers every night.

I mean,

do you count up every pencil

you push around this place?

That's how we're
gonna play this now?

You're going to insult me?

It's just... you won't even
let us be in the same room.

Are there any other differences
between the two of you,

besides the names?

I was born three minutes
before Seth,

so I always say I'm three
minutes smarter, cooler,

and better-looking.

Your twin says that about you?

(chuckles)
He's kidding.
We're best friends.

Maybe that's why
he's the face of the company,

and pretty much nobody
knows about you.

I'm just as smart as Steve.

Just about different things.

DANNY:
Except you weren't smart enough

to hire a lawyer already.

Except we're innocent.

Seth and I don't need a lawyer.

We have each other.

We have each other.

Hit a brick wall, too, huh?

So far. But I think Steve could
turn into a real dick

if I push the right buttons.

What about your twin?

Seth seems a bit... shyer.

So... you think yours
is the evil twin?

I think one of them or both
of them is playing us.

We just got to find out which.

Someone stole it
off your porch?

(chuckling):
Yeah.

My great-granddaughter's
graduation present.

Oh.

Which is why I'm hoping
that if they ran this way,

your security camera

up there filmed it.

Let's check. Come in.

I appreciate that, Donna.

Oh, of course.

I'm just sorry
that, uh,

I have go around to all my
neighbors because of this.

Four cameras?

I didn't know we had
a crime wave around here.

Says the cop
needing my help.

(chuckles)

Okay, there is
the front door view.

What time did this happen?

Just after 9:00.

Okay.

There's the son of a bitch!

Let me zoom in and
put it in slow motion.

DONNA:
Her name is...

Alexis.

You know her?

She's my granddaughter.

And an addict.

Oh.

Sorry.

Why? She's not.

And I guarantee you,
whatever was in your box,

she's already
sold it for drugs.

I don't understand.
Does she live here?

Uh-huh. Till
last month, yeah.

Uh... (exhales)
I took Alexis in

after her mother couldn't
handle her anymore.

And all she did
was lie and steal.

When I confronted her,
she slapped me

and ran out that door.

So I guess she's living
on the streets now.

Look, Donna.

I don't have
to report this.

Oh, yes... you do.

Or I will.

Because Alexis has been given
every chance in the world.

By me, by everyone.

But she's your granddaughter.

Who belongs in jail.

So you take her name
and that tape,

and you give it to the police,
and when they find her,

press charges.

I'm done.

Those are our marching orders,
so let's make it happen.

Hey. Sis.

Hey.

Need your help.

I got a, a dead girl.
I got two twin brothers

covering for each other
'cause I'm pretty sure

one of them killed her,
because I got one

of their DNA
on the murder weapon.

Wow. That's amazing.

What's amazing?

You actually came to me
with something solid.

Aw, very funny.

Look, can you just
do me a favor?

I need help getting
a subpoena for phone records,

financials, EZ pass,
anything I can use

to put one of them
at the crime scene.

Well, you'd better
hope it does.

Otherwise I'm not sure this
office will be able to proceed.

What are you
talking about?

You just said I brought you
something solid with the DNA.

Especially
with the DNA.

It's exactly the same.

(exhales)

So how is

a jury supposed to decide
which one did it?

And that is how a smart defense
attorney is going to play it.

Thank you for the optimism.

Hey, great, both
you guys are here?

What are you doing here?
That's the question.

I need your guys' help.

You know how long I've been
waiting to hear that?

Ha-ha.

Just ignore her,
she's on a roll today.

I want to get Eddie's dad
out of prison

so he can come
to the wedding.

You want to get that

Bernie Madoff wannabe
out of prison?

JAMIE:
I, I know

he ripped off a
bunch of people,

but it's still her father.

Ugh. Wow. Kid, you...

(chuckles): you're
a better man than me,

I'll tell you that.

I think it's sweet.

Maybe your office could put
a bug in the warden's ear?

And, Danny,

maybe you could nudge somebody
down at the Marshals' office

to expedite a prisoner transpo?

For you, for Eddie,
the wedding, yes,

I know a guy,
I'll give him a call.

Both of you guys,
thank you so much.

Well, I'm happy to see
that Eddie has worked out

all the problems
with her father.

Well, I haven't told her yet.

What do you mean,
you haven't told her yet?

Well, Armin came to me
in private, and I don't want

Eddie to get her hopes up
until I know I can pull it off.

Oh.

I'm not sure it's smart to start

a marriage off with a lie.

No.

It's not a lie. I'm just
withholding some information.

Oh-- withholding?

Withholding, hmm.

Well, if you want to
know how withholding

ever worked out for me
when I tried it with Linda,

I could show you the scars,
'cause I still got 'em.

Guys, I'm gonna tell her.

Nope.

There's no "gonna"
when it comes to being honest

with the person you love.
You got to tell her now.

DANNY:
And I'd run.

Don't walk.

You don't...

Bye.

(sighs)

(door opens)

Well?

(sighs)
I know.

I really appreciate you taking
the time.

I always have time
for my favorite granddaughter.

And only granddaughter.

And congratulations
are in order.

Can you believe it?
I'm finally graduating.

That, too.

You know?

I think so.

How?

I'm the police commissioner.
I hear things.

Your mom know?

They called this morning.

I'm headed to her next.

So you're gonna take it?

Yes.

And before your head explodes...

Hey.

My head's fine.

The New York Justice Coalition

does work
for the disenfranchised...

I'm sure they do.

But most of their
complaints and suits

are against my department.

Which has a
spotless record?

No, we make mistakes,
but it's nowhere near

the picture
your new boss paints.

And being a Reagan,
I can help her understand

that the NYPD,
even with its flaws,

is more friend than foe.

Boy... that's a tall order.

Nicky, you can only do
what you can do.

You think she's gonna
try to use me as a spy.

Certainly as a valued source.
Wouldn't be unheard of.

For me it is.
Which I told her.

And a little steam
came out of her ears,

but she got it.

Or said she did.

Look, she's very smart
with a very specific agenda.

And my eyes are wide open.

Like I'm asking you
to keep yours.

Look... I get it.

I am only one,
but still I am one.

I cannot do everything,
but I can do something, and...

And because I cannot
do everything,

I will not refuse
to do what I can.

I know it's hard
to find your rhythm

with a new partner at
first, but you just got

to give it some time.

This guy just eats nonstop.

In the car, mouth open,

food flying everywhere.

Janko, got a second?

You think riding with the
boss was easy at first?

He drives slower
than my grandmother,

and she's been dead ten years.

Hey.

Your father reached out to me,

and I visited him in prison.

Uh-uh, recently?

Yes.

About?

He wants to come
to our wedding.

He wants to get a furlough

so that he can walk you
down the aisle.

Oh, wow.

Yeah, he said he had
a stack of letters from you

that you wanted him there.

I've never written my dad.

I didn't say I bought it.

Oh, my God, it's...

It's always a scam with him.

That said,
he did seem genuine.

And I've already got
the wheels in motion

to get him out.

Without telling me?

Before telling you.
There's a difference?

Yeah, right.

Anyhow,

it's up to you
and you alone.

I just thought...

my whole family's
gonna be there.

Maybe yours could be, too.

I know they're twins,
and I know twins stick together,

but this is nuts.

These two live together,
work together.

They even got joint
bank accounts together.

What about their
joint alibi?

GPS says they were together
at the office

at the time they said
they were together, no surprise.

And I got neither cars traveling

from Jersey City
to Central Park.

Here, see if I missed anything.

I'll tell you, I never believed

there was any such thing
as a perfect crime,

but these two morons might have
somehow pulled one off.

You sound like you admire 'em.

I appreciate their apparent
loyalty to each other.

That's it.
I mean,

did you ever cover for your
brother when he broke the law?

No, I never covered
for Javi, not once.

And his were just drug crimes.

What about you? Would you
cover for your brother?

If he broke the law?
I don't know.

You don't know?

Well, I'd like to say
I know, but...

sometimes we do things
with family

that doesn't always make sense.

The only thing that
does make sense right now

is we're screwed.

Well, did you see this?

What?

Seth had three hour-long
phone conversations

with Jessica the week
leading up to her murder.

Seth? I thought
she was dating Steve.

Right. Maybe she was
getting help from Seth

to get Steve back?

Or maybe Steve was trying
to throw us off

by using Seth's phone.

Okay, well, then we're
back to square one.

The only girl that can tell
us anything about these two

is too dead to
tell us anything.

Yep.

(sighs heavily)

Unless there was
someone else.

Did you just pull that
out of your hat?

No, Steve told me.

Henry.

What's going on?

Alexis was caught stealing
other packages

about a mile from here.

You said you were going
to have her arrested.

Oh, she went to the station,

but I'd put in a
want card on her,

so they gave me a call.

Okay. So?

Don't you want
to talk to her?

I told you, I am done.

The people she stole from
don't want to press charges.

And I've talked to her.

She knows what
she did was wrong.

And I know that an addict
will do whatever it takes

to squirm free.

She's conning you, Henry.

When I asked her to tell me
where she pawned the necklace,

I went there.

Lo and behold.

So maybe she does
want to change.

Henry, I...

I also made a few
phone calls

and got the name
of a rehab center.

The best in Brooklyn.

I'm sure we could find
a sympathetic judge.

And if she runs away again?

We'll go after her again.

Over and over,
until the end of time?

Donna, if you abandon
the girl now,

I think it'll be
the end of her.

I'm not saying it'll work,

but... isn't family
worth a shot?

Come here, honey.

(crying)

Hey. What's all that?

I'm gonna digitize a bunch
of these old family photos

and make a slide show
for the reception.

So everyone can see
the two families united?

(chuckles)
Exactly.

Erin sent over a bunch of
Reagan family photo albums.

And I found this.

They look so proud of you.

Not as proud as she would
have been meeting you.

My mom brought over a bunch
of pictures of us, too.

Yeah?

And, uh, there's a bunch
of me and my dad.

JAMIE:
Better days, huh?

Did you tell Lena
that he wants to come?

Yeah, and, I mean, she
thinks it's a good idea.

And you?

I mean, maybe it's time to
make some new family memories.

Nicky, my tribute
to your graduation

comes from Teddy Roosevelt.

But I had to alter
the gender pronouns

for these modern
times, et cetera.

So, a woman who has never
gone to school

may steal from a freight car.

But if she has
a university education,

she may steal
the whole railroad.

ALL:
Hear, hear.

And thank you again
for this beautiful necklace.

Yeah, you did good, Pop.

Hello? I helped.

Okay, fine,
you get thanks, too.

Yeah, while we're
on the topic,

when I graduate
from high school,

I don't want, like, a necklace
or anything, just a car.

Oh.

If you graduate
high school.

And here I had you pegged
for a necklace guy.

Ha, ha.

We'll take that
under advisement, Sean.

What kind of car?

Are you really asking?

No.

(laughing)

So, what's next?

Do you have
any job prospects?

Oh, what just happened?

I... have an offer.

Only one?

Must be tough sledding for
the college kids these days.

She would have had a lot more

if she asked any of us for help.

Is it so wrong that I want
to stand on my own two feet?

Depends on whose business
those feet take you to

for an application.

And who, exactly,
are you two speaking of in code?

Corey Vallejo.

What?

(Henry groans)

JAMIE:
She's posting job offers?

What's it say, "Molotov cocktail
experience a plus"?

That's not what she's about.

You could have fooled me.

Me, too.

Me three.

She tried to frame
your own grandfather

with that fake
hit-and-run job.

Come on, you know that
she and her organization

do good things.

Lot of ways to do
good things in the world.

Throwing bombs isn't one of 'em.

She really throw bombs?

Figure of speech.

So far as we know.

Francis, you can't possibly
think this is a good idea.

You know what I think?

I look at Nicky,
and I see the same person

I've always seen sitting there.

Because for two decades
around this table,

she stood up to you.

And me and
everybody else.

And she has given
as good as she's got.

I, for one, couldn't be prouder.

So, as Ignatius of Loyola said,

"Go forth and set
the world on fire."

Well...

Thank you for today.

And yet?

I'm a little worried.

Are you, now?

Why did Corey tell you
in the first place?

You're not buying
the olive branch?

Are you?

Never did.
She's working an angle.

But what?

(sighs)

I have no idea.

When I became PC,
Pop said something to me

that I thought was
way too cynical

until I got burned
a couple of times.

"A good person pays back favors.

A smart one pays them forward."

Okay.

When you had your job interview,

I mean, you must not have
just talked business,

there must've been chitchat.

She asked about our family.

Did she talk about hers?

Yeah.

(lock buzzes)

Eddie.

Hey, Dad.

You came.

Thank you.

It's all her.

(chuckles)

You look good.

And you look more beautiful
than ever.

Okay, let's not go crazy.

You do, you do.
(laughs)

Figured I should
ask you in person.

Dad, you want to come
to our wedding?

Nothing would make me happier.

If you want me to.

It's just 12 hours, Armin,
just there and back.

And you're-you're sure this
is okay with your mother,

me being there?

Yeah, she's okay.
Uh, it's my wedding.

Even the Jankos should be
able to pull this one off.

Listen, I know
I don't deserve this.

Oh, thank you, my angel.

You always
looked out for me.

Would you say that again, Dad?

What? About you

being my angel
looking out for me?

We made a mistake.

What do you mean?

Yeah, yeah, angel...

Don't say that, Dad.

What? You are...

Only when you need help
squirming out of a jam.

My whole life, that's the only
time you use those words.

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

When the police came knocking
and I swore to them

that you had been
home all night,

and the millions
of times that you

convinced me to tell Mom that
you weren't having an affair.

Eddie...

What's the con this time, Dad?

Other than telling Jamie that
I'd been writing you letters.

You gonna rip off
the caterer?

Make a break for it
when you get out?

Eddie, Eddie, th-there's no con
at all this time.

I don't care.

Come on, we're, we're going.

Right behind you.

Eddie...

Eddie, please.

Yeah, I dated Steve. His condo's
a mile from mine in Jersey. Why?

Steve told us that
any of his former girlfriends

would vouch for him
and say he's a great guy.

(laughs)

Oh, God. Yeah.

So it's not true?

No, he is. We had
a lot of fun last summer,

and he's great in bed.

Surprised he didn't
mention that part.

Until the last time,
and then it was just odd.

Odd how?

Uh, he was gentler,

shyer. I mean,
vanilla sex

wasn't why I was with Steve,
but it's like, all of a sudden,

he was just a different guy.

Seth?

Seth.

Who's Seth?

Steve Rhodes has a twin brother.

What?

Wait, are you saying
that I slept

with Steve's brother?

(clears throat)

What happened after the sex?

He ghosted me, which is why
it was weird that he showed up

at my place the other night
asking to borrow my car.

Why?

He said his was in the shop

and he needed
to talk to somebody

who was trying to ruin his life.

He used those exact words?

Yeah.

Yeah,
he seemed pissed.

And you're sure it was Steve,
not Seth?

When he dropped off my car,
he kissed me

and everything lit up again,

so, yeah, it was Steve.

(crying)

♪ ♪

Henry, she was
so excited last night.

Said that she really
did want to get clean,

and then when I came
to get her this morning...

Apparently it's a thing
with addicts.

One last blowout
before they head to rehab.

But I told her that
it was gonna be okay.

I let my guard down.

No, if anybody screwed up here,
it was me.

You?

If she'd gone to jail
like you wanted,

she never would've been able
to get those drugs.

No. No, Henry,
you, you helped me,

you helped...

you helped us.

Even if just for one minute,

I had that little girl back.

So what now?

Now... you go on.

With God's help.

Mine, too, if you want.

(stammers)

It's nice to have neighbors

that I can count on.

Walter Mills.

You're sure he's the right guy?

All five victims I.D.'d him
in separate lineups,

and under questioning he
confessed to all five assaults.

Do you want to schedule the
press conference, or should I?

Oh, definitely you.

Thank you.

I won't be attending.

Okay.

What?

He's not a cop, never was.

The shield and I.D. were bogus,

but, by all means,
you should talk to the press.

They deserve to know that
that man is off the street,

and you deserve the credit
for lighting a fire under us.

Thank you. I mean it.

And thank you for hiring Nicky.

I mean that, too.

Really?

Yeah, she will make a great
addition to your organization,

just as Carlos will in the NYPD.

Carlos...

my brother?

Exactly.

You know, it's always tough to
find out a promising applicant

has been turned down because
of a minor brush with the law.

So you pulled a string?

I am the string.

So, in a perfect world,

we might call this "familia,"

but in the imperfect world
that we live in,

why don't we just
call it "insurance"?

See you soon, Frank.

Most likely.

(indistinct chatter)

All right, here we go.
Go, clear it out.

Right here, get out.

Let's go, everybody move it out.

Come on. Let's go.

You, out! Ah-ah-ah. Not you two.

This again? We're on a deadline.

So just kill us, Steve.

Excuse me?

Why not?

You killed Jessica,
and God knows

your brother will cover
for you again, right?

I didn't cover
for anyone.

We know it sounds weird,
but not as weird

as the two of you tricking girls
to get you laid.

You know what? Now I am gonna
call our lawyer.

Good.

Then you can tell
your lawyer that we got

tollbooth photos
of you driving

Karlynn Bell's car
into the city.

And a bunch of
other ex-girlfriends

willing to testify.

Karlynn,
Annette, Bianca.

All of them told us
the same exact story.

And when a jury
hears about that,

plus the DNA evidence
on the murder weapon,

plus your little sex switcheroo,

it's gonna be
buh-bye for you guys.

Steve...

Shut up, Seth.

Starting to get to you, Seth?

Nothing's getting to me.

Course it is.

For the first time, you slept

with one
of your brother's girlfriends

and they weren't creeped out
by you.

That why Jessica

kept calling you?

'Cause somebody
finally liked you

more than your twin,
which pissed him off good.

No, no, no, that isn't true.

Don't listen to them.

You must've been pretty
pissed off, Steve.

You couldn't let Jessica
take Seth away from you

and ruin the lives
you two had together,

so you killed her and
made him cover for you

because nothing is allowed
to come between you two.

And nothing ever will.

DANNY: Except maybe
a few thousand miles.

We're gonna make sure
you go to different states

and do your time.

BAEZ: Unless you
want to 'fess up

and maybe we can
change our minds.

Yeah.

Come hell or high water?

Come hell or high water.

Love you, brother.

Love you.

Okay, I'm gonna
take that as a no.

Turn around, put your hands
behind your back, both of youse.

Oh, my God!

You okay?

Yeah.

5-4 detectives to Central.
I need a bus at this location.

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