Not our decision, boss. Wish it was.
When's this gonna happen?
Parole board meets Monday.
He killed a cop.
Preaching to the choir here.
But it was in 1978, so when he was sentenced...
And life without parole was not an option.
But I also know the parole board
can choose to do the right thing:
honor our fallen officer and deny him parole.
Fact remains, though, they have the authority to release him.
That's a fact? That's a travesty.
This guy Terrence Dean's been denied parole before.
What changed this time?
Board membership's shifted the past two years.
More violent felons are being granted parole.
Tell me about it.
And our murdered cop has a son on the job, am I right?
Scott Fuller. Detective in the 3-5.
You know him?
Served in the same house for ten years.
Bring him in.
He should hear it from me.
Scott and I got a history, boss.
Maybe it's better coming from me.
I'm not sure any messenger
could make this news land any easier.
Police Explorers?
It's a youth mentoring program sponsored by the department.
I know. But how do you find time
with all the other million things you volunteer for?
You make a real connection with these kids.
They see cops as human beings. You should try it.
Be honest, most of the people I meet on this job,
I'm happy if they think I'm a hard-ass
with a short temper and a loaded pistol.
It just keeps things easier.
Somebody help me!
Please! Help!
Somebody help me! Come on, come on!
Okay. Let's go.
Hey.
Back up. Call a bus forthwith.
It's 29-David to Central.
What's going on?
My little girl started coughing, and then she stopped breathing.
- Does she have any medical conditions? - No.
- Allergies? - No.
Oh, my God. Breathe.
Did she eat anything?
Y-Yeah, she had a bag of grapes.
Somebody's got to do something.
Does anyone know CPR?
Okay.
Back up. Back up. Give her some space.
I need you to back up. Please give some space. Back up.
Is there anything we can do?
Okay.
She's still not breathing.
Come on, sweetheart.
Come on, baby.
Oh.
All right. Okay.
Where's the father?
He was right here.
Hey, folks!
Anyone see this child's father?
I-I don't know, Officer. I don't see him.
Anyone see him?
- Come on, anyone see him? -Where...?
Looks like he took off.
What the hell?
Pear salad okay?
Fine.
You mean fine for a pear salad.
You should've ordered the veal.
I'm just not very hungry.
You read the draft of the crime bill my office sent over?
I did.
So, what do you think?
It's very... comprehensive.
There's a lot in it.
More to the point, what will your old man think?
Honestly?
No, lie to me.
For one thing,
the bill grants state police equal authority
in the NYPD anti-terror protocols.
So?
So that could blur the lines of authority.
It's a dangerous world.
Adding my guys would only make the city safer.
I'm not sure the PC would see it that way.
You and I, we have an arrangement.
I know.
You wanted a new sex-trafficking law, and I got it for you.
You didn't get it for me. You got it
for the thousands of victims that were...
And in return,
you promised me the PC's support for my crime bill.
And I'm just saying that that might be a problem.
Your promise. Your problem.
What points to it being this guy's doing all of them?
Same MO. He robs people at gunpoint
after they hit the ATM machine.
Then he delivers a beatdown.
It's like a calling card.
Like the mark of Zorro.
But this is the fifth tip we've gotten
off of this sketch, and they've all been dead ends.
I just feel like we're spinning our wheels.
I know. Let's just keep looking.
Hello.
Could be.
Only one way to find out.
Excuse me.
Hey!
Hey! Police! Hold it!
Move! Look out!
Move along! Come here!
- Hey! Hey! - Get off me!
- Stop moving. - Hey!
- Settle down. - Show me your hands.
What's your name?
- Hands behind your back. - Check his wallet.
Rivers, Damon. All right, Rivers, Damon.
We're gonna take a ride downtown.
Settle down.
Jackass.
Come on.
Good job.
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So, the baby's gonna be okay?
Portable chest X-ray and ABG are normal.
Pediatric neurologist will take a look,
but I think she'll be just fine thanks to you guys.
You should've seen her. She could work here.
Y-Yeah, no.
Have you located the parents yet?
Not yet. We'll contact Children's Services.
Okay. Keep me posted.
You want to see her?
- No, we should probably get back. - That would be great.
Come on, she's right over here.
She's okay. Just won't stop crying.
Let the hero give it a try.
Hey.
Yeah. Okay.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Okay.
Remember me?
Wow. You're a baby whisperer.
She's just scared.
Who wouldn't be?
Hey.
Yeah. Hi.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Yeah.
Really appreciate you coming down here, Mr. Martinez,
especially with all you've been through.
My wife told me not to use the ATM at night,
so on top of everything, I got "I told you so's."
Look, it's not your fault what happened, okay?
This is a very bad guy we're talking about,
and, uh, hopefully with your help,
this won't happen to anyone else.
He won't be able to see me, right?
No. No, absolutely not.
Can I have a minute, Detective?
Yeah. Uh, one second, okay?
I notified the 2-7 squad.
They're sending over Detective Kelso and a sergeant
to run the lineup.
Well, Kelso's a hard-ass with a big mouth.
Well, look,
our vic's been through enough already, okay?
Let's just run it ourselves.
Danny. Just saying.
We lose this ID, then we're back to square one.
All right? I'm not gonna let that happen.
I got it.
All right, you ready?
Yeah, I guess so.
Stand right there, Mr. Martinez.
When I open the blind, there will be six individuals
standing on the other side. None of them can see you.
Okay?
Okay.
Take your time.
Take a look at each one of them.
Let me know if you recognize any of them.
Number three.
Where do you recognize
number three from?
The other night.
The ATM.
That's the animal robbed and beat me.
Hey, Scotty. I got you.
- Great to see you, Sid. - Hey.
You, too, Scott.
Man, now, this place brings back a lot of memories.
Well, if you can remember
those nights, you weren't doing them right.
So, um, I don't get a lot of calls from One PP.
Yeah, well, this is one I wish I didn't have to make.
It looks like Terrence Dean's gonna get paroled next week.
How's that possible?
We asked the same thing.
The commissioner's not happy. He wants you to know that.
Dean handed my family a life sentence
when he killed my father. Now he's gonna walk?
Listen, Scott, you know the deal.
The parole board calls the shots.
There's nothing we can do.
Who's "we"? The PC, the NYPD.
Officially, as a whole?
Well, yeah, sorry to say.
Or any individual officer of the NYPD,
officially or unofficially.
Wouldn't be anything official about it.
Purely personal.
Nah, don't go there.
If this bastard killed your old man, Sid,
what would you do?
Exactly.
Listen, Scott,
you got dealt a bum hand,
but you built a hell of a life.
Janet, the kids.
You don't want to throw all that away
just to settle an old score.
My mom just turned 76.
Spent the past 40 years alone.
Dean walks out of prison after all this time...
it's only right he gets a welcoming committee.
Scott...
Oh, thanks for the heads-up, Sid.
Don't worry.
I'm just talkin'.
Didn't sound that way.
Let justice prevail.
If I had a motto...
that'd be it.
Heard you wanted a word with us.
Yeah. Thanks for coming down.
- Mm-hmm. - What's going on?
ADA assigned to the Damon Rivers case
asked me to review the files.
And?
Guy's a world-class scumbag.
- Mm-hmm. - Absolutely.
So I'm guessing you don't want
to blow the case over a tainted lineup.
What the hell are you talking about?
Look, I get it.
You got a Vic that's, uh, scared, he's beaten up--
you don't want to take any chances.
If you get it, why are you busting our chops here?
Look, you know as well as I do an outside detective
unfamiliar with the suspect is supposed
to run the lineup,
so the ID's on the up-and-up.
Well, we tried
to get an outside detective.
Weren't any available.
Not according to Detective Kelso.
Well, screw Detective Kelso.
Well, now the ADA is worried
about proceeding based on this ID.
Yeah, because you opened your mouth.
Also, you stuck him in position three
without giving him a choice of where to stand.
He could have moved.
You never told him that.
And everyone, including Rivers' attorney,
knows that position three is chosen more than any other.
Okay, look, Rivers is our guy, all right?
You have any other witnesses could ID this perp?
No. And this is our best chance to get him.
The ID's good. We stand by it.
How'd you get your hands on this?
Governor's office sent it over.
They're testing the waters.
Not these waters.
That's the first time I've seen it.
I'm sure that was just an oversight.
Erin... the guy pays as much attention
to who he leaves out as who he invites in.
I do think there are some decent proposals in there.
All of which benefit Mendez politically.
Well, he is a politician.
But he certainly is not an expert in counterterrorism.
You're concerned about adding the state police
to the emergency protocols?
Under separate command structures,
it is a recipe for disaster.
Any chance on bringing those two bureaucracies together?
Yeah, it's called a clusterf...
Any chance two heads are... better than one?
What is this?
What?
Since when are you shilling for the governor?
I'm not shilling.
Well, lobbying for?
A couple months ago, I convinced the governor
to push through that sex-trafficking law.
Convinced or traded for?
Let me explain.
You made a deal with the guy.
Well, I didn't have a choice.
What, did he hold a gun to your head?
You make deals every single day, Dad.
Yes. On my dime.
Certainly not on someone else's, and certainly not on yours.
Wild guess: you said you could lean on me
to endorse the bill sight unseen.
I offered to speak with you.
Erin, in his language, that's a promise.
"Promise" is too harsh of a word.
Well, "promise" is certainly what he heard.
Why didn't you just come to me?
I knew you'd say no.
Because?
Governor Mendez.
Because I know border security with Albany
is important to you.
And what did you think I'd say
when you came to me today?
I hoped you'd listen.
Well...
I did listen.
The answer's no.
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Give me a second.
I heard you had a meeting with the mayor.
And you tracked me down.
You must come from a family of cops.
Speaking of which...
- I spoke with my father. - And?
I'm afraid it's a hard no on the crime bill.
I'm sorry to hear that.
I bet you were, too.
I really did try to convince him.
Well, it looks like you're just gonna have to try harder.
I was hoping there would be another way
that I could support the bill.
Like what? Ringing doorbells, making the pitch?
If that's what it takes. That's not how this works.
You gave me your word.
And I should never have promised my father's endorsement.
And yet, you did.
If the PC doesn't back my bill,
I'll make sure the entire legal community
knows that your word isn't worth the lipstick it's rolled over.
I really did try to honor this deal.
This ain't horseshoes, Counselor.
Close don't cut it.
Look, there is one way out of this.
The old man is a powerful guy,
but he still has a boss.
You want me to speak with the mayor?
Could be you.
Could be someone you know has their ear.
There's a lot of good things in my bill for the city.
If the mayor tells the PC to endorse it, he's got no choice.
You clearly do not know my father.
But you do.
Which is how we got here.
Hey.
How'd it go with Detective Fuller?
Pretty much like you'd expect.
He has a right to be pissed off.
- He's way more than that. - Meaning?
He made noises like he'd go after Dean
if he got out of prison. I assume you told him
that was a bad idea.
I told him.
- And? - And it bounced.
- Frank know this? - Yeah.
He asked if the threat was knee-jerk or real real.
And what do you think?
Dean ambushed and killed his old man,
for which he got three squares a day and his laundry done.
You really need to ask?
You think Fuller can pull it off?
A smart detective, which he is,
could find ten ways to take him out
without breaking a sweat
or leaving a trace. - What'd the boss say?
Says he wants to pay Dean a visit in prison, warn him
about what's waiting for him on the outside, if he gets out.
He can't do that.
It'll look like he's trying to interfere in the parole process.
- That's right. - That's what I told him.
- Good. - That's why I'm going.
What?
Dean has a right to know his life is in danger.
You don't give a damn about his life, Sid.
You just want to intimidate him
into withdrawing his parole request.
Garrett, if that's what happens, I could live with that.
No, this is wrong.
Garrett, laying in wait,
and killing a cop in cold blood,
which Dean did-- that's wrong.
You don't wear the uniform,
but you work in this house.
All right? You're gonna want to be on the right side of this.
So, she's been medically cleared for discharge?
- Yes. - And yet...
Child Services is nowhere to be found?
I'm not their dispatcher, Officer.
Hey.
Witten told me you came back over here. What's up?
The kid has no one watching out for her is what's up.
Who gave you that assignment?
It's called a conscience.
Well, we, uh, we picked up the father.
The hell is his problem?
Outstanding warrant for criminal sale of a controlled substance.
You guys showed up. He panicked.
DA gonna charge him?
Looks that way, yeah.
Any word on the mother?
Yeah. She's on her third round of court-ordered rehab, upstate.
Poor kid.
You remember anything
from before you could walk?
No.
There you go.
She's not just a blank slate, Jamie.
Come on. I'll buy you a drink.
You go ahead.
Eddie, I think you should let this one go.
You go ahead.
I-I'll leave as soon as Child Services shows up.
Till then...
I got her back.
Want anything from the soda machine?
Ginger ale if they got it.
Coming right up.
You're new to this game.
Your dad and the governor are old pros. I mean,
it just, it takes time.
I don't know how much time I have left.
You feeling sorry for yourself?
The most powerful man in New York just threatened
to ruin my career.
Yeah, I think I'm entitled.
Erin, you decided to play ball.
Politics is a contact sport.
I was trying to do something good.
You did. But the rub is,
sometimes you have to pay the price
for doing the right thing.
Oh, now you tell me.
The question is: was it worth it?
- Yeah, it was. - Good.
So the juice was worth the squeeze.
So quit bitching.
Everything worthwhile comes at a cost.
Just didn't think the cost was gonna be my reputation.
Your reputation for what?
For keeping promises.
You promised underage sex crime victims you'd protect them.
Yeah.
And did you?
Yeah.
Then stake your reputation on that.
- Want to grab a bite? - Can't.
My son Sean's cooking dinner tonight.
Is that a good thing?
No. You're welcome to join me,
though I'd strongly recommend against it.
I appreciate the warning.
You got a visitor, Detectives.
Mr. Martinez, how are you doing?
A little better. I heard they charged the guy who attacked me.
Well, thanks to your cooperation, yeah.
My wife made this for you.
She didn't have to do that.
You'll be glad she did.
Rosie's paella is legendary.
Yeah, it looks good.
We wanted you to know how grateful we are.
- Well, we're just doing our jobs. - Baez.
But please tell your wife thank you,
'cause she just saved me from having to eat my son's
macaroni and cheese casserole. See ya.
Can I take this home?
What?
We've got a problem.
Hey. Don't shoot the messenger.
Oh, trust me, I'm thinking about it.
Defense counsel filed a motion for a Wade Hearing
and the judge tossed your ID.
And the ADA went along with it?
She conceded that the ID was unduly suggestive.
Yeah, because you told her it was.
- I tried to warn you. - You didn't warn me
you were gonna sell us out.
I did my job. You should try it.
My job is keeping scumbags like Rivers off the street.
I don't know what the hell your job is.
Ask your sister. Maybe you'll learn something.
Typical square badge.
What did you call me?
I called you a square badge.
What? Meaning that I'm not a real cop like you?
- You said it, not me. - I was a real cop
when you were still in high school.
And never once did I try
to pin my screw-ups on a fellow cop.
Rivers is our guy,
and now, thanks to you, back on the street.
No, where you put him. And it's only a matter of time
before he kills someone, and when he does, it's on you.
The hell it is.
Come on, Francis, all the firepower at this table,
all the chits we have out there...
It's a parole board, Pop.
They're pretty much untouchable.
No one's untouchable.
And Terrence Dean belongs in prison.
That's all we'd be asking them to ensure.
What you're asking is the equivalent of jury tampering.
Call it what you want, I don't care.
He killed a cop.
He should get life imprisonment. End of story.
Amen.
Times ran an article yesterday
detailing the incident.
Dean made the bogus 911 call,
he laid in wait and he ambushed Fuller.
He never had a chance.
- Mm. - I'm with Gramps.
Terrence Dean should spend the rest of his life rotting
in prison and so should anybody else who kills a cop.
Exactly.
But that's not the law in New York, right?
Prosecutors can seek life without parole
for cop killers, but it's not mandatory.
Well, it should be.
You don't believe someone who commits murder
when they're young can ever be reformed?
What I believe doesn't matter.
What matters is what he did.
That can't be undone.
You kill a cop, you go to jail forever.
That's right, and if you get reformed
while you're in prison, or the church decides
to make you a saint, well, good for you.
You should still spend the rest of your life rotting in prison.
Why should the law be any different
just because the victim is a cop?
You really gotta ask that question in this family?
No. Sorry.
No. That's a fair question, Sean.
Truth is, a cop's life
isn't worth any more than anyone else's on paper.
But the murder of a police officer is treated differently.
But if everyone's life is equal,
then why should the law be any different?
It's not about the individual, Sean,
it's about the uniform, what it stands for.
I just don't get it.
We choose to live in a society governed by laws.
And the police symbolize that choice and those laws.
So when you kill a cop, it's not just an attack
on a person, it's an attack on the rule of law.
It's an attack on everyone.
Damn right it is.
In my opinion, you kill a police officer,
you forfeit the right to live
in a civilized society... ever.
And now we're against mercy?
Of course not.
But there is only one entity that should have a say in this.
If mercy is to be provided for Mr. Dean,
the survivors of his victim need to make that plea.
Like that'll ever happen.
Maybe so... but that's the way it ought to be.
Yeah.
Lieutenant Gormley.
How can I help you?
Well, for starters,
you can drop dead.
I understand and I don't blame you.
Well, I sure as hell blame you.
What are you here for?
Talk about your upcoming parole hearing.
I did a terrible thing.
You destroyed a family.
I know there's nothing I can ever do
to ease the pain I've caused them.
You can withdraw your parole application
and spend the rest of your life in here like you deserve.
I have lung cancer.
My son...
has a seven-year-old daughter I've never met.
I want to spend the time I have left with them.
Here's the deal.
You executed a cop.
Okay?
You walk out of here, your life is in danger.
That's not a threat.
That's a fact.
I understand, Lieutenant.
But if the parole board signs off,
I'm leaving this place.
I'm gonna die a free man.
Hey, Sunday's supposed to be a day of rest.
I'm just drilling down on Child Services.
Outcomes for kids like Annie are pretty lousy.
They all do the best they can, Eddie.
Yeah, but at the end of the day, where she ends up
is pretty much a crapshoot.
Okay, well, how many times have you told me
that you can't save them all?
About exactly
as many times as you've told me
"I'm just trying to save this one."
All right.
Well, just so you know, my answer is yes.
Yes to what?
If you want to look into adopting this baby,
I'm good with it.
Adopting her?
You and me?
Well, isn't that what's going on?
At least, in the back of your mind?
Not in the back or in the front or anywhere.
Oh.
I misread. Sorry.
Uh, truth be told, I'm not so sure...
about having kids, period.
Well, that's news to me.
We never really talked about it.
On account of what happened with your family?
Hey, I turned out okay.
- Yes, you did. - That's not the reason.
Okay, what is?
I'm gonna be honest here.
More like what happened with your family.
Two casualties in one generation on account of the job.
You put it that way...
I'm not saying, like, it's a curse,
it's just that I-- we, as cops--
we carry a higher risk of not coming home one day.
A lot of cops have kids, Eddie.
I know.
I never say never.
But I'm not much of a gambler.
Re-- I'm really not my father's daughter.
When I consider the odds of bringing home
a beautiful little girl like Annie,
and...
leaving her abandoned there...
I can see down that rabbit hole, too.
But I'm not going in.
What the hell took so long
to get this River's address, anyway?
Well, the one he gave us when we collared him was a phony,
so I had to do some digging.
I'm not sure why we're sitting on his place.
Without a new witness we've got squat
until he goes after his next victim.
And that's what we're gonna talk him out of.
- How? - By telling him
that the next time he tries to take someone down,
he's gonna have to answer to me.
Forget it.
He can come after us for harassment.
Let him.
Look, he needs to understand that he's the hunted one now.
There he is.
Let's go.
- Danny. - Come on.
Come on.
What the hell are you doing here?
I've been tailing Rivers all day.
How'd you get his address?
CJA bail form.
It's their ticket out so they play it straight.
- Pretty smart. - Yeah, pretty smart.
But we'll take it from here. Good night.
Yeah, I watched Rivers case his next ATM.
When he makes his move tonight,
I'm gonna be there to nail his ass.
No, you're not gonna be there,
because it's our case, not yours.
I got the same authority to go after Rivers as you.
Difference is, I'm gonna do it the right way.
You're gonna back off, or I'm gonna make you back off.
- Oh, really? - Stop it!
- Come and make me back off! - Yeah!
- Okay. - I want to see you make me back off.
I'll make you back up right now! You gonna make me back off?
Hey, stop it!
This is about nailing Rivers,
so just put 'em back in your pants and listen.
You're gonna need backup to take this guy down.
Yeah, maybe.
And Anthony made Rivers' next target,
so he's gonna be in charge of this one.
Danny?
Fine. Whatever.
Great. Nice teamwork.
You got eyes on Rivers?
10-4.
You're heading right for him.
Give me your wallet!
Remember me?
Help me out!
I'm gonna help. Hell, yeah!
Police!
Hands behind your back!
Ah. Son of a bitch!
Get him up! Get him on his feet!
You're under arrest. Son of a bitch!
- Get him out of here! - Let's go.
Yeah!
You okay?
Yeah. What the hell is in there?
Smells like yesterday's fish.
That coat's probably had it.
Think-think that's funny, huh?
Oh, I get it. You picked this place
'cause you knew this trash would be here,
and I'd end up like this, huh?
Come on. You think a dumb square badge like me
could come up with something like this?
I guess I deserved it, huh?
- Big time. - Mm-hmm. Thank you.
You were wrong to screw with the line-up,
but I respect how you stuck with the case after it went south.
You, too. Tell you what.
How about we process this jackass,
and I'll buy you a beer, okay?
Only if you take a shower.
Okay, deal.
- You went to see Terrence Dean? - Yeah.
Anything I need to know
regarding possible fallout, put it in a memo.
Hang on, Garrett. Please.
Look... I'm sorry for what I said.
- Hey, I'm getting used to it. -Used to what?
Whenever I offer my opinion regarding police matters,
you're the first to remind me I'm not a cop.
Well, look, the fact is, you never walked a beat.
It's also a fact that you know nothing
about handling the New York City press corp.
Do I dismiss your suggestions out of hand?
Actually, you kind of do.
Okay, fair point.
Do I make you feel like...
you don't even belong in the room?
No. No, you don't.
When Frank closes his door, and it's just you, Baker and me,
there's a reason I'm in that room,
and it's not just to manage headlines.
I get that.
Do you?
Frank wants an outside opinion.
Someone who doesn't live in Copland 24/7.
Someone who's not afraid to speak up
even when it crosses that sacred blue line.
Well, you've never been afraid to do that.
I may not know police procedure chapter and verse,
but I do know that you seeing Terrence Dean was wrong.
Tell that to the boss.
- I already did. - And?
He disagreed... loudly.
But he listened.
That's all I'm asking for.
I heard you're looking for me.
Yes, but I told your office
I would come to you.
I was in the neighborhood.
So?
I decided not to go to the mayor.
Figured. I was just trying to give you a way out.
I know, and I appreciate it,
but going behind my father's back and playing politics--
that's not who I am.
You played me pretty good.
That was not my intention.
I got in over my head.
So whatever you decide to fire at me,
please don't gut the sex-trafficking law.
You'd be hitting the wrong target.
I wouldn't.
This is just between you and me.
- Okay. - Well...
you, me and your old man.
My father didn't walk into this. I pulled him in.
Well, you got pull, all right.
I sat down with him this morning.
We traded
over a couple of points, but he'll be standing next to me
when I roll out my crime bill next week.
That's news to me.
Maybe you're a better salesman than you thought.
And you and I?
We're even.
It's a pleasure doing business with you.
Until the next time.
There won't be a next time.
Never say never.
Hey.
Thanks for coming... 45 minutes late.
Ah, something came up.
You ran the address, and you found out
it was a rescue shelter, and you put two and two together?
What I was actually doing out in the real world
is tracking down Annie's grandmother,
her next known legal guardian of record.
I spent hours doing that. How did you find her?
The phone number was right
in the file, but the area code was wrong.
It... it took some time, but she's on a train now,
coming down to pick her up.
Oh.
You're welcome.
Thank you.
Really. Thank you.
We're not that couple, are we?
What couple?
The kind that get a dog as some kind of dry run
for what kind of parents they'd be like.
No.
Good.
Never really made sense to me anyway.
With a dog, you can try out a few, and you choose, and with...
a baby, they just...
hand you the one that's yours,
and there's no refunds, no returns.
Never thought about it that way.
You do it, there's no going back.
So what are we doing here?
I'm letting you in on a little secret.
Um... I come here once a month
for a little unconditional love.
Okay.
But we're not taking him home?
Her. And no.
I'm... I'm not ready
for a full-time dog just yet.
Unless you are.
I could think about that.
But only if you're 100% on board.
I like that.
I think that's the way we should think about stuff.
Stuff?
First house, a pet.
A kid, everything.
Always making sure the other one
is 100% on board.
If we do that,
I think there's no limit to the life that we can build.
You want to get up here?
Get a little puppy love?
Come on.
Kind of hung me out to dry there, Dad, didn't you?
Your daughter's here, Commissioner.
So I hear. Thank you, Baker.
You carved me up
over the governor's crime bill,
and then you go out there and support it?
Well, it's a little more complicated than that.
I'm listening.
No, you're not. You're reloading.
And not that I owe you an explanation,
but Mendez pulled back on granting new powers
to the state police.
And why would he do that?
Quid pro quo.
He needs my support.
And why didn't you suggest that when I came to you for support?
Because when I make deals, it's to advance the interests
of the NYPD, not to bail my children out of trouble.
I guess I had that coming.
And then some.
So besides winning a few concessions,
how did you advance the interests of the NYPD?
That would be need-to-know.
I need to know.
Not to leave this room.
But the parole board was set
to release Mr. Dean first thing Monday morning.
That will no longer happen.
The parole board is supposed to be independent.
And cop killers are supposed to die in jail.
Only if they were sentenced to do so, and Dean wasn't.
Oh, come on, Erin. He got 25 to life,
so parole is a judgment call.
Yes, but not your judgment.
No, but sound judgment... by any measure.
I'm just grateful to be square with Mendez
and off the hook for any favors.
Except for the one you owe me.
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