Good to be back?
Almost like the old days, huh?
Right? Remember that spot uptown?
No! No! No, no!
Stay with me!
Allen, please! No!
No! No, no, no, no!
- What do we got? - Drive-by shooting.
Witnesses said it looks like tonight's headliner,
Cameron Gooding, was the intended target,
but his driver got hit instead.
Cameron Gooding?
You two?
What, you're the only two detectives in all of New York?
Right place, right time.
Unlike your driver, apparently.
My friend.
You sure he wasn't the target?
No way.
He was always the good guy.
Always got us home at the end of every night.
No, them bullets were for me.
Any idea who would want you dead?
Could be anyone.
Maybe it was Playa Boy Shine.
He called Playa Boy Shine out
on his most recent album.
- We made amends. - Oh.
What about after your scandal broke? Any threats then?
Some.
Maybe you might want to stop playing coy with us
so we can figure out who the hell it was
that killed your supposed friend.
- Don't you say another word! - Well, maybe
you should say a word and stop holding out!
Allen was a good guy! He didn't deserve this!
It's all my fault.
That should be me!
That should be me.
Thank you again for agreeing to be a part of our panel.
Of course. Any time.
A.D.A. Reagan, do you have a minute?
Oh, sure. You have some more policy suggestions
you want me to pass on to the D.A.?
Sorry. I know I can be a little...
Outspoken?
No worries.
You remind me a lot of myself when I used to go here.
Ramona Lewis.
- Nice to meet you. - Likewise.
Yeah, I studied a lot of your cases.
Your career at the D.A.'s office is something I aspire to.
Well, we should talk about you coming in for an interview.
Uh, actually, I had a different kind of favor.
My best friend was murdered a couple months ago.
Oh. I'm sorry. Here in New York?
She got involved with this cult led by this guy Daniel Shapiro.
And she killed herself shortly after.
I thought you said she was murdered.
Might as well have been.
Shapiro convinced her to take her own life.
And your office tried to charge him with manslaughter.
Tried and failed.
Well, if it's already been investigated,
there's not much I can do to help.
Then who knows how many more lives he's gonna ruin.
Please, A.D.A. Reagan, just review the case.
Her name was Yelena Page.
I'll look into it.
No promises.
- Sergeant? - Boss.
How's the apartment?
Feels more like home every day, sir, thank you.
Good. Means a lot.
I wanted to talk to you about a rookie
I assigned to your squad last week... Sarah Brooks.
Yeah, came in with a chip on her shoulder,
but we'll make a good cop of her yet.
I don't doubt it.
Um, I see she's already earned herself a command discipline.
Yeah, I visited her on post to scratch her memo book,
but she said she'd forgotten it in her locker.
Hmm.
Little harsh, isn't it?
Attention to detail is the heart of good policing.
Don't start with the platitudes, Reagan.
It was her first week on patrol.
I'm a little confused, boss.
You've always wanted me to run a tight ship.
Yes, but there is such a thing as too firm a hand.
Don't see how this was too firm. It's all by the book.
I wanted your side, and I have it,
but I'm ripping up the rip.
End police violence now!
All right, folks, let's give them some space.
Guys, I'm just trying to get my kids to school.
- Thank you. Thank you. - Get McKenzie off the force!
Please, let us get through.
- Excuse me. Excuse me. - Daddy!
You should be ashamed of yourself!
Guys, please, please!
- Racist cops! - All right, all right.
Daddy!
Leave my kids alone!
End police violence now! End police violence now!
End police violence now! End police vi...
It's been like this since yesterday.
This ain't right.
Someone found his home address.
What's patrol doing?
Everything they can, which isn't a lot.
And what's that mean?
Means you can't use much force
defending a cop accused of excessive force.
Operative word... "accused."
Which used to mean something.
"Accused" has been replaced with "convicted"
down in ye olde public square.
What happened? Did you eat your Wheaties this morning?
I just think that things have gotten out of hand.
Thank you.
Welcome to our world.
Pardon me, Sid, but I'm usually
the voice of reason in your world.
But when IAB, the Bronx D.A.
and the Civilian Complaint Review Board
all find no evidence of criminality
on Detective McKenzie's part...
The potato keeps getting passed
until they find someone who will.
And they've done exactly that.
NYPD Administrative Judge John Bradshaw informs us...
His ruling on the McKenzie case.
But that's good, right? He's our guy.
He says McKenzie's actions may have
violated department guidelines.
Why the hell would he say that?
One doesn't always make one's bones
by going along with the establishment.
People tend to change when the spotlight's on them,
and he just grabbed it.
You think our own guy would hammer McKenzie?
If our own guy is now maybe his own guy.
Yeah.
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A.D.A. Flynn really dropped the ball on this Shapiro case.
- What'd you find? - A real botch job.
It's like he opened the milk, took one bad whiff,
put it back in the fridge.
Guess it's a good thing he's no longer with us.
I'll say. He missed allegations of a pyramid scheme,
dropped domestic violence complaints,
missing persons reports from worried parents.
You're saying Shapiro's been kidnapping these girls?
They usually turn up a couple of weeks later, refusing to talk.
I mean, it's all very spooky.
You speak to anyone in his cult?
Yeah, I-I poked around their little co-op in Brooklyn,
but they clammed up when they realized who I was.
You know, Ramona was right.
We really failed her friend.
Want to go after this guy?
Yeah. But we're gonna need
to get someone in his circle to talk.
I think I got just the person for the job.
Go.
Expecting that 49 later today, Sergeant.
Yes, sir, I'll get it right to you.
There a question go with that look?
No, sir.
Good.
What's up?
We're looking for Pia Toledo. That's what's up.
Who's looking?
Well, I'm Mister Rogers,
and this is my neighborhood,
so answer the question.
Where's Pia Toledo?
- Pia Toledo? - Who the hell are you?
I'm Detectives Reagan. This is Detective Baez.
And you can wait outside.
What's with the muscle?
You worried about some sort of retribution?
I don't know about that shooting if that's why you're here.
- Hmm. - Gooding allegedly assaulted you.
And from what we heard, your career pretty much ended
after the scandal broke.
Yeah, I got blacklisted.
Labeled as one of those girls sleeps her way to the top.
Nice world we live in, huh?
But that doesn't mean I tried to kill him.
We went through his phone and found
you'd sent him a slew of threats... death threats.
You've never heard of hyperbole? A rapper's bread and butter?
Okay. Where were you two nights ago at 11:30 p.m.?
Asleep... in this room.
And is there anyone who can verify that for you?
Wouldn't you like to know.
The hotel's got cameras, don't they?
Yeah, and we plan on taking a look at them.
In the meantime, you worked
with Dead Dove Records for a long time.
Can you think of anyone else in Cameron Gooding's universe
who might want to see him dead?
Most of those players left.
Why is that?
After his business partner went to prison,
Gooding ran Dead Dove Records right into the ground.
You're saying the record label is broke?
Yep, and so is he.
Word is, he owes all sorts of unsavory types.
- Like who? - I don't know.
But I'm telling you, the king is dead.
Figuratively speaking.
I know you've been undercover before,
but this ain't a one-time op.
We want you to go deep.
I'm ready.
Are you? I mean, you're ready to adapt,
to improvise,
to stay in character even if there's a gun to your head?
Well, I think so.
You see, if you hesitate like that, you'll be made in a second.
Lucky for you, you got me to teach you.
They used to call me "the Chameleon."
This is Ramona Lewis.
She brought the case to Erin, and Yelena Page,
her best friend who offed herself,
thanks to this guy... Daniel Shapiro, the ringleader.
He runs a supposed wellness group
based upstate and in Brooklyn.
We've identified a girl we think is a weak link.
We'd like you to go undercover and get her to open up.
Is Shapiro dangerous?
We think so. There's been, uh, several disappearances
around him.
Evidence suggests he maintains control
over these girls through violence and sexual coercion.
Gifts that he may very well try to share with you.
Still think you're up to this?
I'm ready.
We noticed you...
One second.
Do you mind?
As I was saying,
we noticed you haven't canceled any of your tour dates yet.
Why not?
I'm not about to be intimidated.
Or maybe you're just so strapped for cash,
you can't afford to take a day off?
- What are you talking about? - Dead Dove's
headphone line tanked.
You've had a mass exodus of young artists.
And your penthouse is listed for half the normal asking price.
And this just, coincidentally,
happens to be your first tour since '09.
- So what? - You're keeping
the label afloat out of your pocket,
and you're about to go down with the ship.
It's nothing I can't handle with a little bit of hustle.
Hustle?
Like you used to do on the street?
- What's that supposed to mean? - You know,
like you did in your past life, before you were a star.
The stuff you rap about.
Guns, drugs, money.
So you think I'm dealing, huh?
Come on. Give me a break.
- Maybe dealing with the dealers. - No.
Well, we know about the large
sums of cash you've been depositing.
I sold a couple of my cars.
So what, okay?
Now I got to get back to work.
Look,
how many of your friends got to die
before you come clean with us?
Or maybe you really didn't care that much about Allen after all.
We're trying to help you here.
Just tell us who you owe.
Guy that runs the block that I came up on.
Damien Ross.
But I can swear to you, he wouldn't do this.
And I can swear to you, we probably have
a few outstanding warrants on this Damien Ross.
Hey.
Mind if I join you?
Everything good at home?
Well, aside from her working nights and me days, yeah.
Oh, my.
Run something past you, Dad?
Shoot.
Say you had a higher-up
who you thought was maybe using his position to...
get over with a rookie.
An attractive female rookie?
Yeah. And you get the strong impression
that he expected you to look the other way.
Espinoza never struck me as the type.
Didn't say it was him.
No, you didn't.
Our apartment, Espinoza was the one
who signed the lease over to us.
Said no strings attached.
And now you're feeling strings.
The last couple days, he tore up a rip that I gave her,
and I saw the two of 'em come into work in the morning.
Together.
In his car.
Well, no crime in that.
No.
But something's off.
And on account of the apartment, you owe him one.
Guy's been nothing but good to me.
But if he's using his authority to seduce a young cop,
I can't just look the other way.
Right?
Not in this day and age.
On the other hand...
It's just us here, Dad.
Well,
it was me who asked IAB to investigate Detective McKenzie.
I mean, there were legit complaints. He wasn't spotless.
But absolutely no evidence of excessive force.
Doesn't seem to matter.
The way the public's gone after him,
y-you'd think he killed somebody.
Yeah, tell me about it.
And now a judge is inserting himself in the process.
Why?
He's one of our own. You tell me.
Either to make a name for himself
or to clear the detective once and for all.
Yeah, but even if he clears him,
you think the crowds chanting "racist" are gonna stop
because a cop says a fellow cop isn't one?
So there is no "once and for all"?
No. The outcome of the investigation won't matter.
Once it started, he was tried, convicted
and executed in the court of public opinion.
Think I should skip IAB?
If you ask for Espinoza to be investigated and it leaks,
as it may,
it won't matter if IAB turns up nothing.
Take those beads off. You look like Miss Cleo.
Wait, don't they wear this kind of stuff?
Too on the nose. Lose 'em.
- Mm. - Good.
Now, you remember your U.C. name?
Jess Maitland, transplant of Wisconsin.
Father went to jail.
Ran away from my domineering mother, which,
by the way, a little close to home.
Lends you authenticity.
Plus, it'll help you stay in character
if there's a gun to your head.
Gee, thanks.
Establish trust first,
then ask about Shapiro.
- Got it. - B-But don't be too direct.
- Okay. - But don't be too shy,
either. Be personable.
You seem more nervous than I am.
Well, you bet I'm nervous. I'm not about to have a Reagan
get made and killed on my watch.
These girls, they seem harmless.
Ever hear of Charles Manson?
- More or less. - Yeah, well,
he had a bunch of brainwashed girls around him, too.
And they murdered for sport.
Oh. Right.
If something goes wrong,
it's just you out there.
I hope you're as ready as you think you are.
I am.
Go get 'em.
I'm sorry.
Uh...
could you help me?
I'm-I'm kind of new to all this.
Of course, dear.
What are you looking for?
Well, I was told that the-the crystals have certain,
um, properties.
Amethyst is good for psychic practitioners.
Malachite to connect to the heart chakra.
Moonstone...
...for healing a bad romance.
Depends on what you're looking for.
I'm not sure, exactly.
You seem a little nervous.
I am, kinda.
It's okay, dear. This is a safe space.
Ruby.
Jess. Nice to meet you.
Are you new in town?
That obvious, huh?
I came...
I came here for a fresh start.
Let me guess.
Boyfriend?
No.
It's family issues, isn't it?
Family.
A deeper pain.
I could tell...
by your energy.
Hey, do you th-think you could help me?
You didn't come here for the crystals, did you?
You came because you heard that we help people like you.
I hope so.
A lot of people come here with a bad past.
We take them in,
give 'em the community they were always missing.
Heal old wounds.
That sounds nice.
We're having a small gathering tomorrow.
Be my plus-one.
Oh, I don't know.
I promise you,
it will be worth it.
Okay.
Damien Ross.
Outstanding warrants for drug possession,
weapons possession and felony assault.
How'd you know where to find me?
Little birdie told us.
Yeah, well, that birdie's dead.
Well, it won't be by your hand.
Like my partner said, we got a whole buffet
of charges against you.
Don't care.
So many, it's hard to know which to dig into first.
Still don't care.
Well, how about if we put murder on the table?
Care now?
Lawyer.
I hate this dialect of perp.
Gives me such a headache.
Yeah. Translates to "give me the max sentence."
Look, I ain't saying anything without one.
I heard you the first time.
But, just between us, what was it?
Did you get tired of waiting for Cameron to pay you back?
You wanted to reacquaint him with street justice?
I guess you're right. Let's go talk to the D.A.
Look, look. Wait. You-you think I tried to off Gooding?
That sound like English to you?
Couldn't be.
Why would I try to kill Gooding?
Ah, he speaks English,
but he doesn't understand English.
You tried to kill Gooding
because he owes you money. That's why.
Exactly why I'd want him alive.
Fame and talent like that, he's the surest bet I ever made.
Then why you sending muscle to his place?
I call it protecting our investment.
Or intimidation?
Look, I swear.
We worship Gooding on the corner.
I'd never take a shot at him.
Someone did.
Well, it wasn't me.
If I took him out, it'd be me the next day.
And if I knew who tried this,
you can bet they wouldn't be around no more, neither.
Look, that's the truth, Detectives.
Judge ruled on Detective McKenzie.
He's recommending termination.
The judge just made his bones.
Recommending to who?
Him.
I get the potato.
Well, what's he basing it on?
"The preponderance of credible evidence."
Evidence which no one else seemed to think
merited a suspension.
- I'm not gonna ask. - Ask what?
What he's gonna do.
Well, that part's easy.
It is?
We're gonna stand behind our people,
same as we always do.
It's not the same.
Look, if I cave on this,
One PP caves with me.
When I choose to leave this place,
it's gonna be by walking out that door,
not picking my way through a pile of rubble.
Not sure that's gonna play on Broadway.
You're right, Garrett. It isn't the same.
It is ten times more important than when I took this office,
before the airwaves and the Internet became the courtroom
and the public became judge and jury.
An officer come in?
Not today.
Thanks.
2-9 Sergeant to Central.
Can you raise patrol post 16 on the air and ascertain her 10-7?
Officer is missing from her designated meal location
at this time.
Disregard, Central.
The officer in question has been accounted for.
Officer Brooks, where the hell were you?
I decided midafternoon pizza wasn't such a good idea,
and this place has killer salads.
You should've called it in if you were gonna
- change your meal location. - Yeah, it was just
down the block. I didn't think that was such a big deal.
I could've thought you were involved in a police action.
Geez, take it easy, Sarge. It's just a salad.
10-2 the house. You just got yourself another one.
A rip? You mean like last time?
10-2 the house... now.
Tell me this is some sort of joke.
Officer Brooks wasn't present at her reported meal location.
She was 50 feet away.
She still should've called it in. She could've been in trouble.
You've got something against her?
- No, sir. - Then you've got something against me.
I don't follow, boss.
You didn't like the fact that I tossed your rip,
wanted to find a way to give her another one.
- No, that's not it at all. - What, then?
She's entitled, and it's only a matter of time
before that chip on her shoulder puts her
- or someone else in danger. - I put her on your squad
so that you could teach her, not toss the book
at her every time she breathes funny.
I'm ripping this one up, too.
You sure that's the only reason that you put her on my squad?
- Excuse me? - You've never thrown out
one of my CDs before. And now you've done it twice.
What exactly are you implying?
I'm not implying anything. I'm just pointing out a fact.
Here's a fact: you question me on this again,
and it won't be a rookie getting the rip.
You hear me?
Loud and clear.
My father wasn't arrested, but he left me, too.
I struggled with it for a long time.
After I met Daniel, everything changed.
Daniel Shapiro, right?
- Yeah. - What's he like?
He's great.
A brilliant mind and the most open heart.
He founded this group to share them both.
I heard he had some trouble with his ex-girlfriend.
You're talking about Yelena Page?
Yelena had a lot of bad energy.
The whole case against him is because people just
don't understand what it is that we do here.
What is it that you do do here?
Well...
Why, we help each other heal, of course.
Jess,
this is Daniel Shapiro.
A pleasure.
I see you've already met Ruby, the gem of us all.
- Please. - Where are you from, Jess?
Wisconsin.
Midwest girl, born and raised.
Jess lost her father, too. He went to prison
when she was young.
I'm sorry to hear that. What for?
He was running a Ponzi scheme.
I thought you said that it was domestic violence.
It was, the first time.
- Oh. - It sounds complicated.
Daniel runs a meditation retreat at our farm upstate.
There's one coming up, if you're interested.
I'll think about it.
We'd love to have you.
I'm sure there's so much we could learn from each other.
Mm.
It's so nice to see you again, Tracy.
Ah, our other newcomer.
If you'll excuse me.
Who's that girl?
Tracy.
She's been coming around the shop lately.
Something off about her, if you ask me.
Detective McKenzie.
Yeah.
Commissioner.
Sit down, please.
Okay, first of all, I'm so sorry about all this.
I can take it. My family, not so much.
Nobody should have to go through this.
All due respect, boss,
your initial notification to IAB is what kicked this all off.
Well, as I think you know,
we have a policy for pursuing due diligence.
Well, this judge is the one who should be investigated.
Well, I can't do that.
It would look like I'm strong-arming him.
But he's just playing to the peanut gallery
and exaggerating my record.
And any cop with a great career
is bound to have a few complaints on his sheet.
Nothing I've done deserves this.
What? You agree with him?
Good God, no.
I'm rejecting his recommendation for termination.
I'm announcing that at a press conference tomorrow morning.
That's it?
Passing the buck, that's all that is.
All due respect.
None taken.
You got to shut this down, once and for all.
Shout it out loud t-to city hall,
to the A.G. up in Albany,
to the civil courts judges: no more going after this guy.
- I can't do that, Detective. - Well, you're the police commissioner.
Who can speak out for this office
but this office only.
I haven't been able to get my kids to school.
And yesterday, my wife had a bottle thrown at her.
Look, you want police escorts, you got them.
Who wants to live like that?
And my children seeing me on TV,
every step I take like a perp walk?
They used to look at me like I was their hero.
I didn't dismiss you, Detective.
I'm sorry, Commissioner,
but I won't put my family through this any longer.
Let's give the public what it wants.
And what's that?
Me, gone.
You walk away, you're letting them win.
They already have.
Sir?
And you're sure it was Ramona?
I double-checked the picture you showed me.
Well, maybe she went down there to dig for dirt
after I blew her off at the panel, but...
You told her that you'd look into it.
I told her, "No promises,"
but maybe she just heard, "No."
The phone is dead.
Roommate hasn't seen her since Friday.
She failed to show up for class this morning,
which, apparently, is unlike her.
- Family hear anything? - Nada.
Ruby was already suspicious of her.
Probably didn't take Shapiro long to figure out
she was Yelena's roommate.
And where are you going?
I'm gonna go look for this Ruby girl.
- Come on. Not again. - Anthony,
we're running out of time.
Erin, we got this.
We're gonna find her.
I promise.
Jess!
Wait. What's going on?
Tell her, Eddie.
Eddie? You're not Jess?
We need to know where we can find Daniel Shapiro.
I don't understand. You're a cop?
- Yes. - But...
why?
Why are you guys always going after him?
There's a girl missing. You know her as Tracy.
She was last seen with Shapiro.
That doesn't mean that he did anything.
Look, we don't have time for games.
Where the hell is he?
He wouldn't do anything to her. I swear.
Ruby, I know this is hard,
but you need to listen.
You lied to me.
- Everything you said was a lie. - No, no.
Everything Shapiro does
is to lie to take advantage of vulnerable women.
Including you.
I don't believe you.
Ruby, we got to find this girl
before something really bad happens to her.
All right, either you're
gonna help us, or I'm gonna throw you in jail.
You got me?
Ruby. What are you doing here?
I wanted to bring Jess by.
I thought that you could talk to her
about the upcoming retreat.
I told you I didn't want to be bothered.
Fine.
Why don't you take a seat.
Okay.
I just need a moment with Ruby.
It's okay.
No!
No...!
Anthony. Anthony, can you hear me?
I think I found her.
Hello?
Anthony, hello?
Who are you talking to, Jess?
Police!
Hands off me!
Don't fight me! Police!
Hands where I can see them.
Put your hands where I can see them now!
Janko!
Don't move.
Ruby, I got this. Stay back.
Janko, you all right?
I'm fine. I think Ramona's in there.
Roll over now.
Now!
Police. Everything's okay.
Everything's okay.
Hey. Hey.
It's okay. It's okay. We got you.
We got you, okay?
Ramona. Ramona, we got you. We got you, okay?
I got you.
We got you. We got you.
We got you. Okay.
So, Ross's alibi checked out.
- For the murder, anyway. - Mm-hmm.
What are you looking at?
Surveillance footage of Pia's hotel, night of the shooting.
But we put her on the back burner.
She was in by 9:00 p.m.
and not out again until the next morning.
Except she wasn't the only person
who slept there that night.
Her bodyguard?
Ky Bishop.
And he didn't sleep in his own room.
- They're sleeping together? - Looks like.
Here he is slipping out of the back door of the hotel
at 11:00 p.m.,
and here is him not returning to the hotel
until 4:00 a.m.
Fits the timeline of the shooting.
- Sure as hell does. - You think Pia sent him
to do her dirty work?
Or he caught feelings for her
and tried to avenge her honor with Gooding somehow.
Sounds like a real love story.
Well, the love story just took another twist.
Ky Bishop was just added as a backstage guest
for Cameron Gooding's show tonight.
What time does it start?
Now.
- Yeah?
They're ready for you.
Let's do this.
He's on his way.
- There he is! - Here he comes.
Police!
Don't move! Police! I'll take that.
No, no, no. He's got it, he's got it.
You're expecting someone else maybe?
Get him out of here.
Who the hell is that?
That's Pia Toledo's bodyguard or lover.
She sent him?
No. No, apparently she didn't have any idea.
He wanted to avenge her?
Such a stupid reason for Allen to die.
Yeah.
Look, if you want, we can give you an escort home.
Guys, get onstage.
My whole life,
people have paid for my mistakes.
But no one ever died for one.
I'm dedicating the show tonight to Allen.
You're still going on?
Hell, yeah.
And you two are coming out with me
so I can thank you in front of everybody.
Well, we-we... No, we appreciate that,
but we can't. We have paperwork to do.
You sure?
You could help me open up.
I know you know all the lyrics.
In another lifetime.
So, when do you leave?
- Day after tomorrow. - I hear the rent's
even higher in San Francisco than it is here.
Is that even possible?
What are you complaining about?
You got the hookup from your CO.
I'll be living in one of the economically challenged
neighborhoods I'm helping,
so rent will be manageable.
You know which one yet?
The start-up's putting me up while I sort out a place to stay.
I'm hoping it will be near public transportation.
- I would think so. - Which is what,
exactly, in San Francisco?
One of those, uh, Rice-A-Roni cable cars?
Do you have any friends there?
Uh, a couple from school, but it'll be an adjustment.
A big adjustment.
I mean, you have to find a new bagel shop.
New pizza parlor.
And bacon, egg and cheese on a roll.
I hear they close the bars early, too.
- Hey. - What? I was 22 once.
Okay.
I get it, guys. It's not New York.
Nicky, I think what everybody's trying to say
is congratulations on landing a new job.
No small feat these days.
- Well, thank you. - What if you don't like it?
Then she will move back and live with her dear old mom
till the end of her days.
You'd hate that more than I would.
True.
Hey, Francis and I get along fine.
Don't we?
Kinda.
So, now that it's
actually happening, are you more nervous or excited?
Honestly, it's hard to say.
When I was in Boston, I'd walk the streets
to keep my mind and my feet moving. Made me less homesick.
I didn't miss New York 'cause I never left,
which is the secret to my long and happy life.
Right.
I missed New York so much,
we had Nathan's hot dogs shipped all the way to Fallujah.
I think, for me, it was calling my mom
maybe every other day.
Oh. Subtle.
A stack of Mad magazines at summer camp.
- What? - You got bored sometimes.
- Baseball. - Baseball?
Yeah, I always traveled with two gloves and a ball.
It was easy to scare up a game of catch.
Took me home to my own backyard.
What about you, Nicky?
Is organizing a Sunday potluck too on the nose?
Hmm.
Wow, I sense the makings of a new tradition.
Yeah.
Sure, come right in.
Since day one, you've been protecting Officer Brooks,
giving her special treatment.
Be very careful what you say next, Reagan.
You got a relationship with her, one that's not
strictly professional.
More careful than that.
You went to IAB?
No.
Look, Reagan, I'm not sure what it is
you think you know...
Officer Brooks's father was FDNY and died on 9/11.
He was also the best man at your wedding.
You conducted your own investigation?
I was afraid I'd turn up something worse.
Sarah came up rough, made a few bad decisions.
I convinced her to take the test, figured it would...
hoped that it would help straighten her out.
Then you requested she be put here, under your command.
Under yours. I put her on your squad because I knew
you would be the best person to get through to her.
Why haven't you let me do my job?
If you're too harsh, she'll cut and run.
Then we drag her back here kicking and screaming.
But you're doing her no favors,
letting her off the hook every time.
I guess I've got a soft spot for her.
All the more reason I should be the one making the decisions.
You're really growing into those stripes, aren't you?
That mean I can get back to work?
Why are you still standing here?
I miss anything?
I've always been able to count on hockey to distract me.
Moves so fast.
Meaning it's not working tonight?
Did you try to talk him out of it?
I'm the guy who started his troubles.
You can't be both arsonist and firefighter.
Notifying IAB was the right thing to do. You...
The complaints had to be investigated.
I'm not so sure.
It was by the book, Dad.
What good's the book if no one else is reading it?
You don't mean that.
Your doubts about your boss could've been passed up to IAB,
by the book.
But you didn't.
Because you see what I see.
No, I just took a breath.
No.
You hit the brakes because you're a smart guy
in a careless time when certain accusations,
by their very nature, carry a penalty
the instant that accusation is even whispered.
Whether it has merit or not
becomes utterly beside the point.
I'm glad I hit the brakes.
So am I,
and so is your boss, I'm sure, but...
going forward, how the hell do we do our jobs?
By learning from our mistakes, like always.
You remember The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance?
Old movie?
Yeah.
This reporter's about to go to press with a story
based largely on bunk,
and this other guy, he challenges him.
So the reporter says, "This is the West, sir.
When the legend becomes fact, print the legend."
So, like, forget about the real facts?
We got a version of that going on.
So, what do we do?
I don't know.
But I do care.