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I thought he meant...

This arrived
downstairs for you.

Somebody dropped it off?
MALONE: Arrived by mail.

DANNY:
Hmm.

Says it's from Jackie Curatola.

What is it?

It's a woman's finger.

What?
And a note.

"I told you I like
ballet pink nail polish."

Dr. Walker.

It says from Jeremy.
His alter ego.

Exactly. I got to call Jackie.

I'll get crime scene up here.

Got to grab fresh batteries.
Okay. I'll meet you out front.

Hey, Officer.

Officer.

Yeah, you. Can I talk to you?

I need some help.
Okay.

So, I was arrested
for drug possession.

Okay, well, you're gonna stay in
holding until we can get a van

to take you downtown...
No, I don't care about that.

Is everything okay?
No.

(crying):
Something...

terrible happened.

JOE:
You sure he's coming?

You said 8:00.

You guys need to chill. Geez.

Heads up.

MARIA:
That's him.

You sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.

Target is in sight.
Male, Hispanic,

black leather jacket,
black pants, black boots,

entering the premises.

Has he got the drugs with him?

Let me consult my crystal ball.

We're gonna find out
the hard way.

Delta team, we're going in.

OFFICER (over radio): Copy.
Going in in three,

two, one.
Go, go, go.

Go, go.

Go, go, go, go.

Move, move.

(man laughs)

(indistinct chatter)

NYPD!
(overlapping shouting)

Show me your hands.
Hands up! Don't move!

Put your hands where I can see.
Don't move.

(overlapping shouting)

Hey, stop right there,
stop right there. Stop!

(officers speaking indistinctly)

OFFICER:
On your knees...

OFFICER 2:
I'm not gonna tell you again.

Turn around.

Hands behind
your back.

Hey. Just talked
to your sister-in-law.

Everything okay?

Uh, she gave us a heads-up
on a rape case.

Why?

Well, she's the one
that took the complaint.

Guy accused is a decorated
sergeant in her precinct.

How do you want to handle this?

(sighs)

We went from America's
safest big city

to citizens afraid
to ride the subway

or walk
the streets.

New York
is still safe,

and it's still the place
where everyone wants to be.

Police Commissioner Reagan
has said that

the uptick
in serious crime

is a result of policies

by your
administration.

He said, and I quote,

"The NYPD

has been handcuffed
by City Hall."

The NYPD hasn't been handcuffed

by anybody, and, frankly,

they need constant supervision.

It's one of the reasons
I'm considering a return

to a commission of police

rather than one
police commissioner.

I'm not sure I understand.

It's not a new concept.

Teddy Roosevelt
was the president

of the police commission.

He was one of many
commissioners.

Are you saying you want to fire
Commissioner Reagan?

No. I am suggesting

a five-person police commission,

each one
of a diverse background,

would better reflect
the city we live in.

(sighs)

(door opens)

Lieutenant.
Hey.

JAMIE:
A church?

This is a new one.

Loo.

Is the commissioner coming?

No, you're stuck with me.

So, let's start with what
the hell happened out there?

He could've blown
my cover, boss.

Fair, but I didn't.

- Yeah, well, you should've
known I was in there. - How?

Did you run it through
SafetyNet first?

You knew
I was undercover.

JOE:
Yeah, but I didn't know where.

And no one
told me where.

Also, I've been working
this drug case

since way before
you went under.

Yeah, but your guy
didn't even have

enough drugs on him
for an "A" felony.

My C.I. confirms
that this guy Ruiz

not only sells drugs

but also gets underage girls
hooked on them.

What's your C.I.'s connection
to Ruiz?

She met him when her sister
started dating him.

Ruiz got the sister
hooked on drugs.

The next thing we know,
she disappeared off the radar.

All right, well,
I've never even heard of Ruiz,

so your whole little operation
today was a waste of time.

Jamie, we just weren't
lucky today, okay?

You can say that again.
My team is gonna stay on his ass.

Okay? And I can get them
to expand the case

to include the human
trafficking charge.

Expand the case? I'm not working
a joint operation here.

We can get both the
drugs and your guys,

and I can help
protect you.

I don't need your protection,

and not from someone
with less time

on the job
than me, boss.

Hey, take it easy now.

No, I don't need
any more complications.

I don't need to have to start
worrying about him, too.

You don't have
to worry about me.

Good. I won't.

I'm gone too long,
they start getting suspicious.

(door opens)

(door closes)

I've been on this case
for three months.

I'm not backing off.

(overlapping chatter)
Uh... Let's see.

Helen, I think
you're next.

Mayor Chase has suggested
that, instead of

a police
commissioner,

a five-person
committee

should head
the NYPD.

How do you feel about that?

I don't know, Helen.
It's the first I've heard of it.

Really? He gave the interview
this morning.

Must've missed it.

Well, you've just heard it
from me then.

What's your reaction?

Off the top of my head,

I think it's a terrible idea.

(reporters clamoring)

♪ ♪

She said that
Sergeant Sampson raped her.

What?
Yeah, in a van,

before he brought
her back here.

Did you ask Sampson
about this?

No. I called a bus.

You called a bus?

What?

What if she's making it up?

What if she's not?

If he didn't rape her,

he has nothing to
worry about, does he?

Someone call a bus?

Yeah. Um...

The woman in
the holding cell

needs, um...
a rape kit.

Janko, what the
hell's going on?

(sighs)

Ms. Davis said that
Sergeant Sampson raped her.

She's lying.
I didn't rape her.

- You don't even bother
asking me what happened? - Sergeant.

Not another word.

You're gonna take some
perp's word over mine?

You leave immediately,

or I'm gonna
give you a rip.

Thanks for having
my back, Janko.

(sighs)

You two, my office, now.

You call for a bus

and make a serious

felony accusation against
one of my officers,

a sergeant no less,

and you don't think
to call me?

Well, you weren't
in your office, and I thought

it was important...
Are you kidding me right now?

Captain, I'm sorry. I didn't
know you weren't informed.

Oh.

I'm sorry, I thought
you two were partners.

This woman reported
a rape to me,

and I didn't see you,
so I just called a bus.

And now, I have
to call IAB.

Uh... I-I already did.

(scoffs)
Of course you did.

I thought it was important
to act quickly.

To act on your own
against a fellow officer,

without informing me

or your partner.

She told me she was raped.

You thought grandstanding

was the best course of action?

I thought it was important

that she get a rape kit
right away.

Why do I have a message
from Erin Reagan on my desk?

Uh, well, because I called her.

I just wanted some guidance.

You two are hereby assigned
to Ms. Davis at the hospital.

Do not come back here

until she is
fully processed

and you have
heard from me.

Captain...

You are dismissed.

(car door closes)
What the hell happened?

Ruiz only had one ounce of coke
and fentanyl on him.

It's not enough
for a conviction.

I'm sorry. We just don't
have enough to hold him on.

I'm never gonna find my sister.

It's not over.

We just have to find out
where he's keeping the stash.

Right.

Maria, we're gonna keep at this.

You don't understand.

Every day that goes by,
it's getting harder and harder

to find out
what happened to her.

For all I know,
Ruiz could've drugged her,

killed her, and he's just
walking around free.

It's just gonna take time.

(sighs)

I'm doing everything I can.

I know.

But maybe I can ask around.

Find out where
that stash house is.

Don't do anything
to put yourself in danger.

I won't.

Here.

Take this.
You might need it.

I don't want your money.

I want my sister.

(car door closes)

ME's office ran DNA
of the finger through CODIS.

No matches and no recent murders
with a finger missing.

Well, let's expand
the search then.

We'll see if any victim in
the entire tri-state area

is missing a finger.
It's weird.

He doesn't usually
mutilate his victims.

Maybe he's upping
his game.

Or maybe he did it
to impress you.

Or he's a sick son of a bitch.

Or that.

I figured I'd come by
to prove I am not dead

and so you'd stop calling me.

Well, thank goodness
for that.

Have you heard from
Dr. Walker at all?

That's the second reason
I'm here.

He sent me a box.

A body part?

No. Ballet pink
nail polish

and a note.
Says, "Vengeance is mine."

I sent it
to the crime lab,

hoping there'd be
some prints or something.

Well, he's way
too smart for that.

And checking
handwriting analysis.

You two aren't the only ones
he contacted.

New York Ledger just dropped
an exclusive interview

with Dr. Walker
and Rosanna Diaz.

Rosanna Diaz?
Good.

Let's go conduct our own
interview with her.

You didn't even try.

I did. I tried, Garrett.

You were there,
you saw me trying.

Half-heartedly.
No, whole.

She wouldn't let it go.

You could have let it go.

I'd say a Herculean effort
he made.

I couldn't let it go.

We were this close to a truce

with City Hall.

Yeah, and then they fired
at us again.

You could've just said,
"It's an idea"

and left out "terrible."

Is that really so hard?

Apparently, it was.

I have the mayor.

Oh. (sighs)

Boys?

(sighs)

(sighs)

Please weigh
your words carefully.

Just be yourself, boss.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Bring it on.

What the hell were you thinking?

Back at you. Have a seat.

"A terrible idea"?

Just where do you get off?

(stammers)

What was I supposed to say?

A committee of commissioners
is a terrible idea.

And we never discussed it,
and I got blindsided.

No, you blindsided me.

In the middle of
a live interview,

I find out, somehow,
I'm preventing you

from keeping
crime down?

What I said was

that current policy
makes it difficult

to keep crime down.
Just stop.

Oh, come on, the current system

is a revolving door
for criminals.

That's the truth.

It's your truth. My truth is,

you're looking to spread blame
on anyone but your cops.

Then stand up with me
and demand with me

that we turn back the clock
on measures

that allow
repeat offenders to go free.

No, it doesn't
work this way, Frank.

You need to learn
to keep your mouth shut.

Well, what was I supposed to do
when a bomb gets dropped on me?

Five commissioners?

I said I was considering it,
not that I was doing it.

You knew exactly
what you were doing.

Yes, I did.

I was holding you accountable.

It's a tough job...
(thumps on desk)

...someone has to do it.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

DANNY: Nice interview
with the serial killer.

Not even a heads-up for us?
I'm not a cop.

I don't have to
give you a heads-up.

But doesn't it at
least matter to you

that there are ten
grieving families out there,

or that he could be
out there, right now,

killing another young woman?

Or that you might now
be a target?

I didn't set this up.

Dr. Walker called
the newsroom,

the general number,

and said he wanted
to speak with me.

That's it.

I got on the phone
and he started talking.

Any indication

of where he might have been
calling from?

No.

But I recorded it.

WALKER:
The police are untrustworthy,

corrupt... evil, really.

DIAZ (on recording):
What makes you say that?

WALKER: Because all I really wanted
was some help.

I'm a very sick man.

But the police refused
to help me,

so now I'm forced
to kill more women.

JANKO:
You know, I don't get it.

Why are you sticking up
for Sampson?

I am not sticking
up for anyone.

Except maybe myself,

because I have a partner
who doesn't include me

in decisions that
directly affect me.

You don't think
the whole precinct

right now is talking
about how you, how we,

threw a fellow cop
under the bus?

Listen, if he didn't
do anything,

he has nothing
to worry about.

Well, you didn't bother
to check first, did you?

It's not my job
to investigate the crime.

It's my job to help the victim
who's asking for help.

A victim or a perp?
Because she's both.

So, you're automatically
assuming she's lying?

What's that based on?
Your vast knowledge of women?

You're doing
the exact same thing,

assuming he's guilty.

I'm not assuming anything.

I just got
the investigation in motion.

Without even so much
as informing me

before you did anything.

You know... (stammers)
You are not a partner.

What are you talking about?

You just do
whatever you want,

whenever you want.

Then why don't you ask
for a new partner?

You probably
wish I would.

ERIN: Hi.
(sighs)

Hi.

Excuse me.

Everything okay?

Yeah, sure.

Doesn't look
like it's okay.

Well, everyone at the precinct
is mad at me,

including the one person
other than Jamie

that I can trust,

so other than that,
everything is peachy.

(sighs)
You did the right thing.

Yeah.
You did the hard thing.

(indistinct conversation)

Ah.

I was beginning
to get worried.

Yeah, all they had me on was
possession of an illegal gun,

so I got released
without bail.

Me, too.
What happened to Ruiz?

We were in the same cell
in the beginning.

Then we got separated.

I made a few calls.
He'll be released soon.

How did they know
we were there?

I don't know.

Well, we would've been screwed
if the girls had been there.

Yeah, absolutely.
We got lucky.

Or unlucky.

If someone's snitching on us...?

I don't know...
Mm.

That's why we got
to get rid of this cop.

What cop?

Detective Joe Hill.

I've got a record.

Everyone's gonna
believe the cop,

not me.

I can't help you if you
don't tell me what happened.

I was assaulted once.

I-I didn't want
to come forward

for the same reasons.

No one would
believe me,

or they'd think that
I was asking for it.

Did you?

Come forward?

I did.

My partner at the time
convinced me to tell the truth.

The guy was charged.

♪ ♪

What exactly did
Sergeant Sampson say?

He said...

if I didn't do it,
he'd put me in prison,

and he'd make sure
I didn't get bail.

She really stepped in it
this time.

Half the precinct

must be throwing darts at your pictures.
Probably.

I mean, to turn in
a fellow cop like that?

You guys are gonna
be persona non grata.

She could've just
reported it to the CO,

but to call a bus herself,
without notifying anyone?

Now, that's ballsy.

She's a Reagan.

Hope you guys don't need
any backup anytime soon.

And most guys would be
asking for a new partner.

So I admire
you standing by her.

Right.

But then, what do you say
to the guys who think

she stepped over the line
against a fellow cop?

I say...

...what if it was
your wife or daughter

that had said
she'd been raped?

Then, would it be different?

Then would you want the cop
acting the way Eddie did?

Exactly.

I'd want a cop
just like Eddie.

I'll see you around.

Yeah.

See ya.
(snack bag crunches)

GORMLEY:
The traffickers know

who you are.

They got a bullseye on you.

Good. All the more reason
that I should be involved.

That makes no sense.
I did some intel.

You never ran the location
through SafetyNet.

Yeah, that's right.

Because they changed
the location at the last minute.

So you should've run it
right then and there,

before you went in.

You put Sergeant Reagan

in some serious danger.

No, you put him in danger.

I'm trying to keep him
out of it.

Well, I don't want your help.

We got this.

Like you did when my dad died?

I'm sorry,
I didn't mean that.

I...
That just came out.

Well, stay the hell away
from me and my case.

(door opens)

You do know that
the Special Victims ADA

will be prosecuting
this case, not me.

We understand that.

But Sergeant Sampson
is more comfortable

talking with you,
Ms. Reagan.

Why is that?

You're a Reagan.

You understand cops.

How we can become...

targets.

What exactly are you suggesting
you've become a target of?

I think we all know that
perps will say anything

to lessen their charge.

Ms. Davis is looking

at possession
with intent to sell.

So you're saying
Ms. Davis made this up

to somehow get
a reduced sentence?

Exactly.
So you didn't have sex with her.

Don't answer that.

Full disclosure here.
I'm sure you're aware,

Ms. Davis got a rape kit
done at the hospital.

So if anything did occur,
we'll find DNA.

And, obviously,

I will be getting
a search warrant

to get a DNA sample
from you.

Ms. Davis is lying
to save her own ass.

So the DNA will prove
your innocence.

You got nothing
to worry about.

She threw herself at me.

She threw herself at you?

I was not
the aggressor here.

But you're admitting
you had sex with her?

Consensual sex.

Was she under arrest at the time?
Don't answer.

Sergeant Sampson is
willing to tell you

exactly what happened

in exchange for a deal.

The charge is
rape in the first degree.

She came onto him.

Rape three.

She was in custody,
which makes her

incapable of consent.

Rape in the first degree,
three and a half years.

No way.

The DNA will prove
sex occurred.

The offer stands.
Take it or leave it.

My intel came back

that Joe Hill was aware
that his target

crossed over into
Jamie's operation.

And you think
he just ignored that?

To what end?

I don't know, I'm thinking
he followed drugs there,

and decided it might be
an opportunity to insert himself

into Jamie's operation,

which is exactly
what he's requesting.

And Jamie?

Is kind of requesting he
go to hell at the moment.

Oh.

It's messy, boss.
FRANK: Yeah, well,

it's your job
to clean up the mess.

GORMLEY: Boss, neither one of them
will back down.

Jamie says he won't work
with Joe Hill,

and Joe Hill won't
step down.

All I got to say is
stubborn, thickheaded genes

run in your family...
no offense.

Then pretend
they're not my family...

and fix it.

That's the yearly
crime stats.

The press release will roll out
wide this afternoon.

Good. Call a press conference.

It usually just goes out
in a yearly press release.

Not this year.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

Why not?

Because there'll be questions
about the mayor

and his comment
about the police commission.

Which is exactly why

you want to have
the press conference, isn't it?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Frank, you have
to let the story die down.

I agree with Garrett.

You can't get into it
with the mayor about this.

I didn't pick the fight.

Hey. Was TARU able
to enhance the recording?

They're working on it.

But that's not why you're here.
(exhales)

I lied to you.

I miss this.
I want to nail Walker.

Hmm.
Can't stop thinking about it.

It's kind of tough
to think about anything else.

I can see we're both taking this
too personally.

Some things never change.
(phone ringing)

Mm-hmm.
Reagan.

I think I found something
that might help locate Walker.

What?
I'd rather not tell you over the phone.

Come by the newsroom
in the morning?

No, I'll come see you now.
Where are you?

Okay, meet me at my place...
2155 Newel Street.

I'm on my way.
It's a reporter from the Ledger.

She says she's got information
about Walker's whereabouts.

Can I tag along?
Of course.

Rosanna, we're almost there.

Hello?

Uh...
(screaming over phone)

(dial tone beeps)

(siren wailing)

Going upstairs.
Yup.

DANNY: Rosanna?!
(footsteps pounding up stairs)

Rosanna?!

(sighs) Jackie?

It's clear upstairs.
What'd you find?

He left his calling card.

Son of a bitch.

♪ ♪

Looks big enough
to hold a body.

Do you think we can
get the license plate?

Let's take a look.

Hey.
Ooh, sorry.

Hey. We got security footage
from the house next door.

Great.

We think he removed
Rosanna's body in a trunk.

You should've told me
you were going to meet Diaz.

Well, it was
a spur of the moment.

I thought you were
with your daughter.

I'll run the plate.

Sorry.

It's not your fault.
Ah...

If I was your partner,

and I wasn't kept in
the loop, I'd be pissed.

I'll talk to her. It'll be okay.

All right, I'll catch you later.

PETERSON:
Detective Reagan?

What's going on?

I was able to pinpoint
a sound on the recording.

There's an announcement
in the background.

WALKER:
...so now I'm forced

to kill more women.

MAN: Thank you for riding...
WALKER: But the police refused

...the Staten Island Ferry.
...to help me, so now I'm...

What'd he say?

"Thank you for riding
the Staten Island Ferry."

Staten Island Ferry. That could
be on either side of the river.

(dings)

License plate reader got a hit

at St. George Terminal
in Staten Island.

Let's go. Good work.

So...

And we will, as always, keep
you apprised as things change.

Thank you all for coming.

Excuse me.

(indistinct,
overlapping chatter)

Are there any more questions?

Uh, Commissioner?

MAN: Commissioner?
WOMAN: Commissioner Reagan?

Yes.
ANGELA: Commissioner, I wonder if

you could comment further

on the mayor's assertion
that replacing you

with a five-person committee
would be more efficient.

Well, I have always held

that if your aim is to block
innovation and stifle results,

just put a committee
in charge.

(laughter)

Teddy Roosevelt was
the president

of the New York Board
of Police Commissioners.

He was never
the sole commissioner.

That's true.

You famously admire him.

So, if it was good enough
for him...

A: the mayor has not
asked me aboard,

and B: Roosevelt replaced
the commission

with a single commissioner

as soon as he became governor.

(taps podium)

So, if it was good enough
for him...

(reporters whispering)

(sighs)

Hey, maybe
we should just forget it.

We've been driving around
for an hour.

He may not even still be here.

Okay.
Let's see if we get any hits

on the license plate readers.

Yeah.

By the way, about what happened

at the squad with Jackie...
It just...

It's not about Jackie.

Do you want
to tell me what it's about?

Is that him?

Looks like him.

(engine revving)

Central,
be advised.

We are in pursuit
of a gray Range Rover.

(tires screeching)

(horn tooting)

(tires squealing)

(siren whoops)

(tires screech)

(panting)

Hands up!
Get your hands up, Doctor.

Keep 'em where I can see 'em.

What took you
so long to find me?

Get out of the car
and shut your mouth.

Hmm?
Shut up.

Pop the trunk, Baez.

BAEZ: Danny?
Yeah.

She's not here.

Where's Rosanna Diaz, Doc?

(chuckling): I have no idea.
Sure you do.

Couldn't have suggested
a warmer location?

No one was going to follow
either of us into a graveyard.

You made sure
no one's following me,

I got panic buttons
all over the place,

I got Kevlar curtains,

my radio never leaves my side.

What's so urgent anyway?

I came here 'cause I want
to set the record straight.

All right, about what I said
before, implying...

Can you just shut up
and listen?

For once?

Your father asked to be
on the warrant squad

over my dad's objections.

Over everyone's objections.

But he was a grown man
and an active cop.

No one could tell him
what to do.

He made his own decisions.

So stop blaming the family
for what happened.

I didn't mean for it
to come out that way.

You have no idea
what it was like for us,

having to live through
losing him.

You didn't even know him.

So, get off your high horse
and have some respect about it.

I'm not your friend
or your co-worker,

but I've been doing this job
and dealing with tragedy

long before
you thought about being a cop.

You don't think each of us,

at one point or another,

played the blame game?

Wondered if there was anything,
something

that we could've done
to keep him from getting killed?

And that is exactly why
I will not work with you.

I will not be put
in the position

of having to worry
if I did enough

to keep you from danger, too.

I won't.

We work in a boys' club.

(locker closes)

Okay.

That is why I react

when an officer
circumvents me

to do things on her own.

Because it makes
me look weak.

That was not my intention.

I know that.

But if I were a man,

would you have done
the same thing?

I absolutely would have,

so there would be no possibility

of compromising
the investigation.

You don't trust the system.

I don't trust the boys' club.

My own partner

didn't even stand up for me.

Actually, he did.

He's the one
who pointed out to me

that you calling for the bus

and notifying IAB
made you the target.

Took the heat off of me.

Badillo said that?

He also said that you, uh...

you got a message
in your locker yesterday?

I don't recall.

Well, you are a...

you're an interesting lady,
Janko.

You will piss everybody off
and fight tooth and nail

to defend someone
that you think needs your help.

But not yourself?

I can handle it,
and I don't need to file

a formal complaint.
Uh-huh.

But...

I would like you to.

It won't do anything

except make everybody
more pissed off at me.

Mm-hmm. I'll have your back,
but I think

it's an important message
to send.

Which is?

Boys aren't the only ones

who can have a club.

You tell me where
Rosanna Diaz is,

and I will tell
the DA's office

that you cooperated.

Answer my questions,

and then I'll tell you
where she is.

What questions?

I'd like to start
with your wife.

She's been dead
five years,

and you're

still not in a serious
relationship with anyone?

No.

Why not?

Whose finger did you send
in the box?

If you want information,

you have to give information.

No.

I'm not in a serious
relationship with anyone.

Why not?

I don't know.

Yes, you do.

Where is Rosanna Diaz?

Have you ever fantasized
about your partner, Baez?

Or your old partner?

You seem to have a lot
of chemistry with her, too.

Where's Rosanna Diaz, Doc?

What are you afraid of?

Are you afraid you're bad luck?

I'm not... (stammers)
Where is Rosanna Diaz?

Are you afraid that if you start
a relationship with someone

they're gonna wind up dead?
Where is Rosanna Diaz?

Murdered, like your wife?

Where the hell is she?

Danny, can I talk to you?

(door closes)

You can't lose it
with him like that.

I know.

Don't let him
get to you.

He just keeps running his mouth,

and every second he wastes,

Rosanna could be
dying somewhere.

I know, but if you
lose it with him,

we're gonna lose her.

All right.

Pete... (sighs)
When you ran for mayor,

you had a campaign manager,
speechwriter

and your own ideas
how to run this city.

I admired you for that.
Still do.

But?

No but,

just that there was no committee

to water you down
or confuse you.

That was an election.

Now, it's a job.

And only a fool would try
to do it all on his own.

So, what?

Tomorrow, will I be reading
that you called me a fool?

Never.

Mostly because
it wouldn't be true.

Did you just never
go to civics class?

What's that supposed to mean?

This country we both love

has been run by committees
since day one because

it was founded by some guys

who were sick
of being ruled by kings.

Who called for presidents
and governors

and mayors

so the people would
have an address

for where the buck stops.

I'm not a committee guy

and neither are you.

So what gives here?

There's no ulterior motive here.

It was just something
I floated in an interview.

Something to keep
in your hip pocket

in case I didn't play
by your rules?

(scoffs) You never play
by my rules.

You operate like I work
for you. The fact is,

you work for me.

Start acting like it,

at least in public.

Well...

I'd like to think
we work together.

I'd like to think
we could work together,

but damn, you make it so hard.

You really do.

(sighs)

You were right.

I don't want to start a
relationship with my partner...

...because I don't want anyone

that I love to ever
be put in danger again.

Especially if I'm up against
somebody as smart as Jeremy.

Jeremy didn't kill those women.

Well, I think he did.

I think he's the brains,
not you.

Why else would he keep
the reporter alive?

What makes you think
she's still alive?

Because my partner just told me
that we found her.

You're bluffing.

Jeremy wanted you to get caught,

and he wanted me
to be the one to catch you.

Jeremy had nothing
to do with this.

He's so smart that you didn't
even realize that he set you up.

He planned
this whole thing out

so he could prove that
he was the brains, not you.

I know what you're trying to do.

All along, he's made the plans
and you've done his bidding.

- No. That's not... - And he's the one
that killed those women.

(scoffs, stammers) Stop.
He's the one that was

smart enough to not get caught.
Stop it.

And he kept
Rosanna Diaz alive...

...so she could tell the world
his side of the story.

It's not his side of the story.
It's my side of the story.

I kept her alive.
He kept her alive.

It was my idea to keep her
alive in her car, not his.

He does my bidding.

(heavy breathing)

He stashed her
in her car.

We got to expand
the search.

Get all units out.
We got to find her.

Hey.

I heard Sergeant Sampson
was suspended

pending further investigation.

Now he's saying
he did have sex with her,

but it was consensual.

Wow. Didn't see that coming.

I did.

It's why I did what I did.

I wanted to give him
the benefit of the doubt.

How about giving me
the benefit of the doubt?

How about keeping me
in the loop?

When you told me about it,

my first thought was,
"What if she's lying?"

Well, my first thought was,
"What if she isn't?"

I'm glad you acted.

For the record, I love
that you're a kick-ass cop.

Well, for the record,

I never wished
for a different partner.

I kind of like the one I have.

Hey.

Hey.

Where's Baez?

Told her I'd take care
of the paperwork.

You know, using
Walker's alter ego

to get him to confess
was a stroke of genius.

Yeah, real crafty.

I got lucky.
Mm.

I'm just glad that
Rosanna Diaz is doing okay.

Yeah.

You staying in the city?

No, I'm gonna head back
to Long Island.

(sighs)

Yeah, there's, uh...

there's really no place
for me here.

Thought you
missed this.

I miss you,

not the job.

And anyway, you know,
you and Baez,

you work well together.

We do.

You and I do, too.

We always did.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, but being here,

it kind of muddies the waters
a bit, I think.

Well, you're
always welcome.

I know.

Well, if you find
another serial killer,

you know where to call me.
Whoa, whoa.

Or maybe I'll just call you
for a job someday, Chief.

Oh, yes, yes.

Mr. "New York City
runs in my veins."

Maybe I have a

alter ego myself,
who likes the water

and the quiet life.
Okay.

Wait, that's not the roast
that I brought.

No?

No.
How many people

brought a roast
for family dinner today?

Oh.
JANKO: Wait,

you told me that you wanted me
to bring the roast this week.

You said the same thing
to me.

Well, you can never have
too many roasts.

(laughs)
Oldest trick in the book.

Whenever Dad thinks someone
could use a conversation,

he asks them to bring over
the Sunday roast.

And you fall for it
every time.

We do.

What about you,
Grandpa?

You were in hot water
this week.

Well, I wouldn't say that.

I would've liked to have been
a fly on the wall

in that meeting
with the mayor.

What'd you say to him
after he dropped that bomb

about police commissioner
by committee?

Well, I simply reminded him

that it might not be
a good idea.

Why do I feel like you were
probably a little less polite

about that?

Sometimes, nothing hurts more

than the truth.

I kind of realized
a truth this week

that I'd like to share
with all of you.

That you're really
my illegitimate son?

(laughter)

You know, actually, it
would make a lot of sense.

No, but Uncle Jamie
did set me straight

about a few things this week.

Uh, so you want to air this out
at family dinner?

It occurred to me
that literally everyone

at this table,
at one point or another,

has done that.

Straightened you out?

Tried to.
Mm.

I don't listen.
ERIN: Mm.

I'm hotheaded.

I'm ungrateful.

Keep going.

(laughter)
Please do.

Yeah, we'll tell you
when to stop.

You guys are brutal.
Welcome to my world.

I spent so much time

unpacking who my dad was
and how he died,

that I never really
told all of you

how much this means
that you've accepted me

as a part of this crazy family.

FRANK:
Hmm.

Except Erin's
the only crazy one.

She's nuts.
(laughter)

See, even that.

(laughing) The way that
you guys rib each other.

This is all new territory

for a guy who grew up
an only child.

Which explains so much.

JOE:
Thank you.

DANNY:
Yeah.

Okay. Let him...

So, anyway, I'm-I'm just,
I'm really grateful

for all of this, for all of you.

Back at you.

Yeah.

Well, in that case,

why don't you start grace today?

Okay.

ALL: Bless us, O Lord,
and these thy gifts,

which we are about to receive
from thy bounty...

(panting)

Hey, I need to speak
to Detective Joe Hill.

What?

No, I don't want
to leave a message.

Who you talking to?

No one.

No one?

Please.

Please don't kill me.

I just want to find my sister.

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