I was rummaging through my toolbox the other day
looking for a crescent wrench.
I found an old engine part,
reminded me of our first road trip together as a couple.
That was the day I knew.
I mean, I knew I loved you already, I knew...
you had what it took to be the wife of a cop.
God, I miss you so much.
Hey!
We didn't get a chance to talk at roll call.
We're riding together. I'm Eddie.
- Reagan? - Janko.
Yeah, that's what it says on your nameplate,
but you're not fooling anybody.
Well, I'm not trying to.
You're married to Sergeant Reagan,
the PC is your daddy-in-law.
- You got a problem with that? - Nope.
But maybe you do, which is why you go by Janko.
Luis Badillo.
But you already know about me,
'cause I heard you made calls asking.
I did.
I heard good stuff.
Don't believe it.
Did you already grab the keys?
I did. I'll drive.
29-David, you have a 10-30 at 460 Broadway.
No further details at this time.
Robbery in progress. Let's roll.
Are you gonna stand there all day or you gonna get in?
This trial is a witch hunt by Erin Reagan,
who she thinks she can do whatever she pleases,
including railroad my mother.
But I am not intimated by that.
Erin Reagan has messed with the wrong family.
Keep moving.
Ms. Harris, one more question.
Oh, Ms. Reagan, uh, do you care to comment
on Leticia Harris's contention
- that this trial is personal? - No comment.
You-- shouldn't have you have recused yourself from this case?
No comment.
Didn't you try to recuse yourself?
Yeah, and she objected.
Well, now you know why.
Move.
Move. Go.
Police!
Clear!
Somebody call 911?
- Over here! Behind the counter.
Hey, hey.
You got to help me.
- Thank God you're here. - Police!
Don't move.
Keep your hands where I can see them.
I'm the one who called 911.
Ram Singh, I own the place.
Well, then, who's this guy?
He's the guy who tried to rob me.
And that-that's his gun.
Do not go near that gun.
- Yes, ma'am. - This guy's crazy!
Just arrest me and get me the hell out of here.
How did he end up in cuffs?
This guy comes in here and pulls a gun on me,
tells me to empty my register.
But one of my customers had his own gun,
and points it at this scumbag, and says,
"Be smart or be dead."
He decided to be smart, I guess, and we cuffed him.
You just have cuffs?
No, those were the customer's, too.
Yeah, who was this customer?
What's his name?
"Good Samaritan."
You don't have a name?
He asked to be anonymous.
We're gonna have to insist that you give us a name
or a description.
No can do.
Look, he just saved me from getting robbed.
Maybe even saved my life.
Yeah, well, we're gonna need to look
at your security footage.
I don't have any.
You have cameras.
They're not operational.
Apparently, he was on his way home
from the gym, got coldcocked.
The perp stomped him pretty bad
out on the street, broad daylight.
Any witnesses?
They were all looking the other way
as he got his arm broken and a couple ribs.
You get a description?
Nothing yet.
Okay, I want a team on this.
Check all the surveillance cameras in the area.
You got it, boss.
Well, I'm not gonna ask you how you're doing.
I'm fine.
They're not even gonna keep me overnight.
Did you get a look at the guy?
No.
Nothing?
Nothing.
You're a good cop, Joe.
I expect more than just, "Gee, it all happened so fast."
He blindsided me.
It was probably just some guy who hates cops.
Or one particular cop.
By a collar with an axe to grind?
Well, that's a long damn list, so...
Well, we've got time. I'm putting a team together.
I'd rather not.
You'd rather not find out who did this?
I'd rather you not send it up the food chain,
and have your office release it to the press.
That's not gonna happen.
And I'd rather the family not know.
Do me a solid, okay?
Just pretend I'm-I'm one of the 35,000 other cops,
95% of whom, uh, tussle with a perp, and...
Danny. You recognize this woman?
No. Never saw her before in my life.
She was arrested a couple hours ago.
Officer found a ghost gun with a silencer
in her glove compartment.
And you came all the way down here
to tell me that because...
She was gonna use it to kill a cop.
Okay, well, thank God she didn't.
What does that have to do with me?
You're the cop she was supposed to kill.
-CREDITS-
How do we even know this is legit?
Maybe she's some loony tune
who got my name off the news or something.
Did you happen to visit Linda at the cemetery this morning?
She was there?
Elena Marquez.
Your would-be assassin.
Says she came within 20, 30 feet of you,
gun aimed at your back.
What was her motive?
More importantly, why didn't she go through with it?
She clammed up pretty tight when we started digging in.
Figured maybe you could get it out of her.
I will.
Okay, I got it from here.
Danny, that's not how this one's gonna go.
Well, how is this one gonna go?
I'm gonna be with you on this until it rides into the sunset.
No, you're not. Thanks anyway.
Please just take the help. It's mandatory.
Who assigned you to babysit me?
Lieutenant Gormley. Said he doesn't want to take it
to the PC, but he will if you refuse.
And you just went along with it?
I'm just following orders and doing my job.
Uh-huh. Story of your life, Saint Jameson.
Let's go.
We ID'd the attacker.
We got footage from the laundromat on the corner,
enhanced it and sent it through facial recognition.
Perp's name is Javier Estevez,
25, from East New York.
His rap sheet's like a roll of toilet paper.
Last charge was attempted murder.
And the arresting officer...
...Detective Joe Hill.
Who testified against Estevez on that charge in 2017,
was found guilty and sentenced to four years.
And now he's looking for revenge.
Yeah.
The serial number's on the face of the cuff's body
above the keyhole.
That's right, ending in 1-3-2-2.
Yeah, I'll hold.
What are you doing?
Finding out who owns these cuffs.
Why?
'Cause they were involved in a robbery.
No, they belong to the Good Samaritan,
who wants to remain anonymous.
I like to be thorough.
Is that what you call this?
Excuse me?
The perp is arrested.
It was an easy collar, end of story.
Let's go get some real collars.
Well, this Good Samaritan stepped up to prevent a robbery.
I think he deserves thanks. And he was an eyewitness.
He deserves what he asked for. To be anonymous.
And there might be a good reason.
- You ever think that? - Yes.
Oh, okay. Are you sure?
Thanks.
The serial number's from a batch
that were sold to the NYPD.
So, our Good Samaritan is an off-duty cop,
which is exactly why he wants to remain anonymous.
And were there any fingerprints on the murder weapon?
Yes, there were two prints of value lifted from the gun.
And did they match anyone?
The prints were a match, uh, to the defendant Sandra Harris.
Thank you.
Do those fingerprints that match my mother's,
do they prove that she killed Reggie Lewis?
Well, it doesn't work that way.
Yes or no?
Does the match prove
that Sandra Harris killed Reggie Lewis?
- Well, no. - Isn't it possible
that the gun belonged to Mr. Lewis, and the only reason
that my mother's prints are on the gun
is because he showed it to her?
Objection. Speculation.
Overruled.
Is it possible?
Well, yes, it's possible, but unlikely.
That's all, Detective.
Detective Abetamarco,
was there any evidence whatsoever
that Reggie Lewis ever possessed that weapon?
None.
And why do you believe that Sandra Harris
possessed the gun that shot and killed Reggie Lewis?
Because we found a witness that saw the whole thing.
Thank you. No further questions.
Why didn't you come forward at the time?
I've already gone through this.
Leticia Harris is going to poke holes
into the reason why you waited so long.
I can't change how long I waited, Erin.
Are you done prepping me?
Anything else you want to discuss?
I guess not.
And I can't discuss this case with you until it's over.
Which can't be soon enough for me.
What is that supposed to mean?
It means I'm tired, Erin.
I've been in the headlines for days
because of this trial.
That was not my intention.
Right. You had good intentions,
which, in the Reagan playbook makes it all okay.
It doesn't add up, Elena.
You were hired to do the job, why didn't you pull the trigger?
Shooting you in the back? Where's the honor in that?
Honor? Last time I checked,
wasting a cop like me would be a grand slam for someone like you.
And nobody would care if you corked your bat.
You're right, Detective.
The whole life isn't sitting right anymore.
So why the change of heart? Why didn't you pull the trigger?
- I need a reason? - You're damn right you need a reason!
In here,
you want a deal, you got to tell us the whole truth.
Otherwise you're looking at one to four
for felony criminal possession.
I can't go to prison.
Well, that's exactly where
you're gonna go if you're not straight with us.
I'm pregnant, okay?
It's one thing to choose
this life for myself, but for an innocent child?
So you found out
you were expecting, had a change of heart,
then wanted to be let go?
Yeah. So I could walk a straight line.
Do the right thing.
But first you had to make good on a severance agreement?
The people I run with?
Leaving them is a little harder
than switching cell phone providers.
So they named their price.
Your freedom for the life of a cop.
My freedom for your life, Detective.
My life.
Specifically.
Who the hell are these people you're running with?
Mano Sangriento.
Who ordered the hit?
His name is Arturo Muñoz.
They call him La Nieve. "The Snow."
Let me guess. For his warm, sunny personality?
And since I didn't have it in me to finish the job,
another hit could be around the corner.
For either of us.
Elena, this is up to you.
You're gonna help us take down Muñoz.
And if I don't?
If you don't,
then the first thing your child will ever see
is the inside of the infirmary
at Bayview Correctional Facility.
Brought you your favorite breakfast, bagels from Zabar's.
You want to come in?
Well, I'd like to, yeah.
Okay.
Thanks.
How'd you know? About the bagels?
Full disclosure, I asked your mom.
Nice place.
That's the day I graduated from the academy.
Uh, the one with my mom is-is Cape Cod.
I don't have any photos of my dad, so...
But you are like him in so many ways.
Yeah, I wouldn't know.
May I?
Okay.
You said you didn't see the perp, but it turns out
it's someone you arrested and testified against.
But then, you know that.
So what are you saying? I'm lying?
Well, I'm thinking
you think you can deal with this yourself.
I can, and I will deal with it myself.
I hope you're not talking about street justice.
I didn't say that.
Then what?
What do you want from me here?
What do I want from you? I want you to do this by the book.
Go in, make a positive ID and let us handle it.
And be the dumbass cop who got jumped by a street thug
and then had my ass handed to me on a platter?
- No, thanks. - Joe, you're a cop,
- not a vigilante. - You're kidding me.
Even if I do testify, the guy is gonna get out.
I-I feel like every collar I make these days,
the guy gets out before I can even finish the paperwork.
And what's your justice?
I don't know, but it's a hell of a lot better
than what you're offering.
Maybe you need to ask yourself what kind of cop you want to be.
I know what kind of cop I am.
A proactive one.
And it's not because of you, or my dad,
and I don't need you coming here telling me what to do.
Maybe you do.
Where the hell are you?
Danny, I'm back here!
What the hell are you doing?
What?
What? You got Kevlar curtains
on my windows, unmarked cars on each end of the block. Why?
Protecting you.
- Protecting me? - Yeah.
By camping out in my bedroom?
One can never be too safe.
Yes, one can be too safe,
and that's exactly what you're being right now.
You need to stop.
After we nail Muñoz.
- Do you want to watch a movie? - No.
Because I brought one of your favorites. The Verdict.
Oh, great. I'll go make some popcorn.
You're a pain in the ass.
No, you're a pain in the ass.
You're welcome!
Hi, Henry.
Hi, yourself.
Jamie with you?
No, he's doing a double.
Oh. Francis isn't home yet.
Uh, it's you I came to see.
Oh. Can I get you a cup of tea? Or a drink?
Uh, no.
I came to return these.
I believe they're yours.
The NYPD purchased those in 1971,
and they assigned them
to Detective Henry Reagan of the warrant squad.
So?
So what are you doing running around with cuffs and a gun?
I have a full carry permit. Do you need to see it?
That's not what I'm saying.
And if you carry a gun, you should also have cuffs, too.
I'm glad I did. They came in handy.
What are you doing running around trying to stop
a criminal who could've killed you?
I was doing what any cop would do.
I need you to promise me that you will not do that again.
Eddie.
I was arresting people before you were born.
I'm too old and too experienced to have you
or anyone else in this family tell me what to do.
This conversation is over.
The only thing I need from you is a promise
that you won't tell the rest of the family.
I don't want to embarrass Frank.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
Apparently, the guy who's trying to kill you
is Arturo Muñoz.
He took over Mano Sangriento
after we cleaned house
and arrested José Rojas.
Apparently Rojas was his uncle.
No wonder why it's personal for him.
But if we can use Elena to get him
to admit to ordering the hit,
then that's conspiracy to commit murder.
You want to send her in
to talk to him wearing a wire?
- Yeah. - Just like that.
You don't become the leader of Mano Sangriento by being stupid.
This guy's not just gonna admit that he ordered the execution.
Not unless he thinks Elena really went through with it.
Let's get a little more blood.
I like this look for you.
Maybe you can get one with me in it?
This would make a good Christmas card.
- Very funny. - What on earth
could have inspired you to come up with this idea?
Can we just see
if the pictures look good already?
Been laying here all day.
A little too real, if you ask me.
You think Muñoz is gonna buy it?
They don't have to be perfect.
Just have to buy Elena some time with Muñoz.
You think this girl is trustworthy?
She could be leading us to a death trap.
This is his idea, not mine.
Muñoz texted Elena's phone.
- He wants to meet. - Great.
Let's get a wire on her forthwith
and get that son of a bitch and his cartel off my back.
And get the human buzz saw out of my bedroom.
Nobody will be happier than me when this is over, all right?
Has Erin Reagan ever expressed interest in becoming the D.A.?
Objection, Your Honor. I am not the one on trial here.
If you will allow me, I believe A.D.A. Reagan
wants her boss's job, so exposing her boss on the stand
is the real reason why we are here.
- Your Honor. - My client
is on trial for a murder she didn't commit,
and the jury deserves to hear that.
I'll allow.
Has Ms. Reagan expressed interest
in Kimberly Crawford's job?
Well, it's the natural progression.
Yes or no?
Has she expressed interest?
Yes.
No further questions.
We got a tip that the perp who attacked Detective Hill
is holed up in a safe house in the Bronx.
I can send ESU to collar him.
No, have them sit on the place.
To what end?
Well, he's got to come out sometime.
When he does, pick him up.
Why wait?
Because if he has a gun on him,
and a felony to his name, he can be charged federally.
And he won't be subject to bail reform.
That's pretty smart.
Thank you.
I think that's why he's the boss.
Let me get on this.
Detective Hill.
Lieutenant Gormley. Call me Sid.
- It's nice to meet you. - Yeah.
Heard a lot about you.
All good, I hope.
Detective Hill?
Yeah.
I didn't ask you to sit.
But stand easy.
I hope this isn't about the incident.
The incident where someone broke your arm
and a couple of ribs and affected your short-term memory?
Make no mistake, we're gonna get the guy
whether you cooperate or not.
Then, why am I here?
We are close to arresting the perp.
When we do, you will be summoned for a lineup,
at which point, should you recognize him,
you will be asked to answer any question
posed to you by the supervisor.
And if I choose not to?
Failure to do so will result in your suspension
and surrender of your gun and shield.
Are you trying to strong-arm me here?
Be pretty easy, the shape you're in.
I seem to recall you asking to be treated
like the 35,000 other cops on the job.
Well, you got it.
Dismissed.
She was facing Reggie Lewis when she pulled the trigger.
And when Reggie Lewis dropped to the ground?
She put the gun back in her bag, turned around and left.
Did she check to see if he was dead?
- No. - Did she call 911?
No.
Can you point out the person
you saw murder Reggie Lewis?
That's her right there.
Sandra Harris.
Let the record reflect
that the witness identified the defendant Sandra Harris
as the person who murdered Reggie Lewis.
Thank you. No further questions.
So, you saw this murder 30 years ago?
That's right.
And how did you decide to come forward
after sitting on this secret for 30 years?
I mentioned the murder during a witness interview
on a case I was working with A.D.A. Reagan.
I said I saw a murder,
but never came forward at the time, and that I regretted it.
And what did she say?
She said we should reopen the case.
And how did you respond?
Objection. Relevance.
Your Honor, if you will allow me to continue,
you will see the relevance.
I'll allow.
What did you say
to A.D.A. Reagan
when she said that she'd like to open the case?
I responded by saying I lied.
That I never really saw the murder.
You said
that you never
really saw the murder?
Objection.
- Asked and answered. - Overruled.
You said you didn't see the murder.
Now you're saying you did see the murder. Which is it?
Were you lying then or are you lying now?
I did see the murder.
I mean, that's a...
That's some serious flip-flopping.
And yet, Erin Reagan still opened the case.
Is it possible that Erin Reagan
opened this case
because she wants your job?
Objection, Your Honor.
- I'll allow. - Did you ever consider
that A.D.A. Reagan opened this case
to discredit you because she wants your job?
- Object... - Yes.
No further questions.
Everything you need is on your phone.
It's like having an open line.
So, you'll hear - everything we say?
All you got to do is get Muñoz to admit that he ordered the hit
on me in exchange for your freedom from Mano Sangriento.
The hit of Detective Reagan
is in your photos.
You can show that to Muñoz as proof that you carried it out.
And once he acknowledges that,
it's all over.
What if something goes wrong?
What if he thinks something's up?
You can use a phrase to signal to us that you need help.
Like "I don't feel well"?
Just like that.
It's not really a lie.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay, it's just...
everything's different now.
Now it's not just me I'm putting in danger.
If this goes smoothly, you'll go into witness protection.
You can start a new life.
For both of you.
Can I have another slice of pie?
Gonna be your second dessert.
What does that mean?
Why are you drowning your sorrows in pie?
Clearly you're not up to date
on how my trial is being characterized
as a catfight between me and my boss.
Ooh, is it? A catfight?
No. Whoever said
no good deed goes unpunished was smart as hell.
Amen to that. You try helping people,
you end up on trial yourself.
Couldn't have said it better myself, Pop.
Well, maybe if people were honest
and up-front about things, they wouldn't worry
about having things come out that shouldn't come out.
Are you calling Aunt Erin dishonest?
No. I'm just saying keeping secrets,
like the D.A. did, and like other people do, can backfire.
Well, that depends on the reason
for keeping the secret in the first place.
- Exactly. - Sometimes you don't get rewarded for doing
the right thing, you end up catching nothing but grief.
And sometimes some people
should just stay out of other people's business.
Well, I wish I had done that
instead of reopening this case.
I got to say, you all sound so whiney today.
What are you talking about?
I'm not whining. That's Danny's job.
I'm venting, not whining.
Come on, everybody's complaining about getting involved
in something they say they shouldn't have.
- What's wrong with that? - I don't think there's anything wrong with it.
What's the alternative? Sitting on the sidelines?
Is that what everybody wished they'd done instead?
Not me.
- Or me. - Or me. I just wish
someone else would've stayed on the sidelines.
I think I wish I had.
Yeah, me, too.
I'm working that Good Samaritan case.
What's there to work?
Give the guy a medal, end of story.
I agree completely.
Yeah.
Bottom line,
sitting on the sidelines is not in this family's DNA.
Which means it's all your fault.
Which means it's your fault.
MUÑ Long time no see.
You get into trouble or something?
Did you want the hit done fast,
or did you want it done right?
OÓrale.
I did what you wanted.
I killed Danny Reagan.
We all squared up?
This detective.
He's the son of the police commissioner.
This will be splashed all over the news by tomorrow morning.
If it does, then yeah, we're square.
If it doesn't...
Stop trying to scare me.
I don't feel well.
Get her out of there now.
Go! Go!
Back, back!
Go.
Go! Go!
- Stay down! - On the ground!
- Lay down! - All the way down!
Keep your hands
where we can see them, right now!
Go.
Hallway's clear!
- Clear! - Clear!
Danny.
You got to be kidding me. They're gone.
Yeah, I can see that.
TARU said that three of the guys you grabbed
all called the same burner phone.
They're working on tracking the signal.
We don't find her quick, we're gonna find her body in bags
at the bottom of the river.
Thanks for reminding us all of that.
No problem.
Hey, if you didn't pull me in there when you did...
It was instinct. Don't make a big deal out of it.
All those years
of Mom telling me to look after my kid brother.
TARU said
the burner just pinged off a tower upstate.
The signal's on the move,
but it's still transmitting.
Let's go.
See, one of two things happened.
You either killed the detective
and the heat followed you, or...
...you snitched and brought him to my front door.
Just wait, Nieve. You'll see.
Yeah, truth,
like oil, always rises to the top.
You better hope that piggy is good and dead.
Because if he isn't...
What are you gonna do?
Get on with it.
I'm not afraid anymore.
Police! Hey!
- Drop it! - Put it down!
Elena, drop the knife right now.
Come on. He's not worth it.
He deserves to die.
And he will die.
He'll die a nice slow death
as he rots away in a prison cell. But if
you don't drop that knife, you're going down with him.
You're right.
But if I cut his throat now,
at least my baby will never meet its father.
Ever!
He raped you?
Elena.
Don't do this.
You already made the right decision
when you chose to spare my brother's life.
- You chose to be a mother. - If that baby
has half as much courage as you do,
it's not gonna matter who his piece-of-crap father is.
I promise you.
Do me a favor
and put that knife down.
There you go. Come on.
Come here.
I got him.
On your stomach.
You okay?
If I have a son, I hope he turns out just like you, Detective.
Well, if you're lucky,
he'll turn out a little bit more like Sergeant Reagan.
Let's get her looked at.
Come on, get that piece of crap out of here.
Number four. That's him.
You sure?
Positive. Yeah.
He's the one who assaulted me.
Hold number four, release the others.
I just need your signature, and then you can go.
Yeah.
All right.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Hey, you work with Erin, mostly, right?
Yeah, but I've also worked with that big pain in the ass, too.
Who is that, Danny?
Exactly. But frankly, they're all...
Opinionated,
holier than thou, morally superior?
A cut above us mere mortals.
I think I know what you mean.
You know, I used to think it wasn't for real.
I mean, who has dinner with the whole family
every Sunday anymore?
- True. - And the whole family's in service?
Nobody wanted to make a buck?
I guess not.
I was waiting to find out, you know,
if they're really corrupt or greedy or...
secretly hated each other.
Then I realized, this wasn't a show at all.
I mean, these guys are the real deal.
And I wish I had what they had.
Yeah, they bust each other's chops, and mine,
but they'd do anything for each other,
and anything for the greater good.
My book?
You're a lucky man counting them as your family.
I signed out.
You find who owned those cuffs?
No.
Good.
At least one cop can rest easy tonight
knowing you won't out them.
Just for the record, I was trying to help,
not get anybody in trouble.
- If you say so. - Look,
if you want to switch partners, just put in for it.
No harm no foul.
Well, you sleep with the guy who makes the roster.
Why don't you take the lead on that?
Did he get you to ask for a new partner yet?
What does that mean?
He says he doesn't want to ride with someone
in the Reagan family.
He was gonna make it so you request a change.
Oh. So this is, like, planned?
It's kind of his M.O.
His partners go through a revolving door.
Last time unless I'm invited.
May I?
I followed your orders, so...
Well, I just wanted to thank you for ID'ing the guy.
I heard he was arrested on federal charges?
Oh, I wouldn't know anything about that.
The Feds never tell us what they're doing.
Your dad's graduation from the academy.
Thank you.
He'd be proud of you.
Well, your grandpa's got work to do.
My schedule cleared up,
so if your invitation to family dinner
still holds...
It does.
I'd like to come.
Bring the dessert.
In the case of the people of the state of New York
against the defendant Sandra Harris,
has the jury reached a verdict?
We have, Your Honor.
Will the defendant please rise?
How does the jury find?
On the charge of murder in the second degree,
we find the defendant Sandra Harris, not guilty.
Sandra Harris,
you have been found not guilty
in the murder of Reggie Lewis.
You are free to go.
Thank you, Your Honor.
I'm sorry you lost the case.
Are you?
- What does that mean? - As a prosecutor,
you know that when an eyewitness lies,
it's impossible to prove the defendant guilty
beyond reasonable doubt.
Are you seriously suggesting I helped Leticia win the case?
You tell me.
Maybe you weren't as interested in winning
as you were making sure my name got dragged through the mud.
Right, because this has been such a walk in the park for me?
I'd say it's brought you a little closer to the D.A. seat.
If I decide to run for the D.A., you will be the first to know.
And be assured that when I prosecute a case,
it's to win so justice can be served.
Then, I guess Leticia won the case
because she simply out-lawyered you.
Yeah, I'm still not really sure about this.
Trust me, it's gonna be all right. It's gonna be--
All right, everybody. Showtime.
What is this again?
I found some lost home video footage, Pop.
I hope it's Montauk.
I miss that place every day.
Come on, you guys, let's go.
Yeah, come on.
What are we watching here?
- Yeah. - I'm hoping Montauk,
back in the day.
No, it's a new one.
We haven't made any home videos
of the kids since they were little.
And here we go.
Hey, give me the cash, man.
What's this?
What is this, footage of the Good Samaritan?
- Give me the cash. - Just watch.
Here comes our hero.
I'm gonna hit the button right here, all right?
It's open, all right?
- I'm gonna get a bag. - Grandpa,
you're the Good Samaritan?
You told?
No, I didn't. I swear.
It wasn't her, Pop. This was all me.
Be smart or be dead.
Wow. Gramps.
Put the gun on the counter.
You know, hold on, Jamie.
You know, anybody asked me,
I could've told them.
"Be smart or be dead."
That's my Pop.
It really does run in our DNA
because of you, Gramps.
I mean, look at you there.
You're like the-the Gray Panther.
Eh, just an ex-cop.
More than just an ex-cop.
A hero ex-cop.
Yeah.
I'm glad I did it.
And I'd do it again, so don't start lecturing me.
- I'm not gonna lecture you. - You're still the man, Gramps.
Seriously, I want to be you when I grow up.
And I'm stealing that line.
"Be smart or be dead."
I did it without thinking.
I felt like a cop again there for a few minutes.
God, it felt good.
I felt relevant.
Well, more like irreplaceable.
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