What the hell is going on?
Come on, what'd you do?
I was trying to make pancakes.
What, barbecued pancakes?
Jack always made it look so easy;
I thought it might be a nice surprise.
Well, it was a nice attempt at a surprise.
Jack and I had our own traditions.
You and I will make our own, too.
- If you say so. - Come on, you're gonna be
late for school; let's go, hurry up.
Did you speak to your brother today?
It's 8:00 a.m., do you think I've spoken with him yet?
Well, I tried to reach him last night,
and he never got back to me.
Yeah, he posted some picture from a party last night.
Party?
Who the hell has a party on a Sunday night?
Beats me; ask him.
You came over with the new sergeant, right?
Yeah.
He was my partner in the 12th.
He was your partner?
That must've been tough.
What do you mean?
He's so tightly wound, and, I mean, come on,
he clearly thinks he's the man
on the account of he's the PC's son.
- No. - Yeah.
Well, he has to be that way
because he inherited a mess.
What "mess"?
I've been with the 2-9 three years, I'm no mess.
Oh, hey, that's not what I meant, I just...
Listen, is this the only precinct you've ever been in?
- Yeah, why? - Well, then it's what you know.
But there are different ways to do things.
To do what? To get more collars?
No, it's not just about making collars.
It's about doing what's best
for the people in your neighborhood.
That's what I always try to do.
Well, good, then we're gonna get along great. - Okay.
Hey. Hey!
Whoa, whoa, step away from the door!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What are you doing?
I'm sorry, it's...
I'm just upset about the lottery, it's nothing.
It's nothing? We've got you on dis con
and criminal mischief already.
And you were about to throw that through the glass.
No, he just lost his temper; it's a little misunderstanding.
- We're good. Estamos bien. - Yeah?
He doesn't look so good; so what's this beef about?
No beef, just a neighborhood thing.
Yeah, well, this is our neighborhood, too,
so what's the thing?
It's the lotto.
Look, are gonna walk away and leave this man alone?
I promise.
That good by you?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, it's good.
- Estamos bien. -All right, then.
Get lost.
- "Get lost"? - What?
He calmed down; he didn't look like
a danger to himself or others.
You want to put him in the system over a lotto ticket thing?
- No, I don't to put him in the system... - Take a look around.
What do you see?
- Rubberneckers. - Documentary filmmakers.
You want to star in a movie called
Cops Overreacting? - No, you do not.
Oh, good morning, Inspector.
Inspector Kimura is here, sir.
- He will be right with you. - Thank you.
Congratulations on your promotion.
- I appreciate that. - Of course.
Morning. Please.
Good morning, Commissioner.
Couple more days.
You want me to call you Deputy Chief, try it on for size?
Wouldn't want to jinx it, sir.
Huh. Good thinking.
Coffee?
No, thanks.
Okay. What's up?
Static I'm hearing.
About?
Specifically, my promotion.
Well, let me stop you right there.
There's always gonna be somebody
who thinks they were passed over unfairly.
I'm afraid that goes with the territory, Jane.
This someone is planning to put in his papers
and file a lawsuit.
And you know this how?
Sources in the department
and in the Captain's Benevolent Association.
About a candidate on your short list.
Named?
I'd rather not say, sir.
I assume the short list was indeed short
and that your sources are even better than mine.
Good thinking.
As an Asian female, I don't have much of a tribe in the NYPD,
but the friends I do have are very protective
and very proactive on my behalf.
I know, I'm one of them.
I know.
Is this, in any way,
putting you off accepting your promotion?
Not in any way, sir.
Good. Good.
I'll look into it.
Thank you, Commissioner.
- What do we got? - One student DOA.
18 years old, freshman.
Kid got a name?
Peter Jones.
What the hell is with these kids partying on a Sunday?
They say it started as a darty, lasted into the night.
- A what? - A darty.
Short for "day party."
Oh, my God.
This place is disgusting; guys actually live here?
Guys actually compete to live here, believe it or not.
I had no idea there was Greek life at Hudson University.
There won't be anymore.
Not after this.
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You always know you wanted to become a cop?
Growing up in the hood? I always hated cops.
Oh, well, then why'd you become one?
You know the whole
"be the change you want to see" thing?
Well, uh, yeah, I figured,
if you can't beat them, join them.
What about you?
Same, you know? Growing up in the hood.
Where'd you learn Spanish?
Uh, well, I took it for the job.
I hated feeling like I was deaf
on so many blocks of this city.
2-9 Charlie, you have a 24.
Corner of First Street and Avenue D,
outside the bodega; victim is Hispanic female.
Caller states that the witnesses are holding
the perp at this location.
That's the bodega we just left.
2-9 Charlie, show us responding.
Police! Back up! Back up.
- We got this. Step aside, step aside. - Excuse me. Excuse me.
- Step aside. - Excuse me, that's enough.
Hey, sir, up. He just jumped her.
Came out of nowhere and just jumped her.
Are you serious? After we gave you a break?
- She had it coming. - Get up.
Come on, get up. What are you talking about?
- She runs the store with her husband. - Okay, come on.
- And they both owe me money! - No, turn around.
No, you're the cops from before; you're the ones
who let him go the first time. - He could have killed that woman.
- Why don't you do your job already, huh? - You know what?
I want your names, I want your badge numbers. Now.
Who found the body?
- Those three over there. - The three of them?
You didn't separate them?
Just alcohol poisoning.
Oh, so you're an M.E. now, too?
You didn't even put a uniform with them.
What the hell are you thinking?
Gentlemen, Detective Reagan.
This is my partner, Detective Baez.
You guys friends of the deceased?
Not exactly, but he was a pledge.
So, not friends?
- We just met him last week. - Know his name was Peter.
- But that's about it. - So what happened?
When we woke up, we found him next to the couch.
Looked like he rolled off and hit his head.
You guys haze pledges?
Force them to drink, anything like that?
No, uh, we don't haze.
Are any of you even over 21 yet?
- I am. - So, you bought the alcohol?
No, he brought his own.
And it's not our fault that he can't hold his liquor.
Look, Officers... Detectives.
Sure, Detectives. We're sorry.
But this is, like, a-a victimless crime.
There's a man lying dead on the floor in there.
That's called a victim.
Okay, you know what I mean-- like, we're not responsible.
Mm-hmm. And how about you in the back?
- You got a name? - Uh, Bobby Delaney.
Oh, so you can talk.
Anything you'd like to add?
I mean, we had a keg and a bowl of jungle juice.
Bobby, shut up.
Guys, there's nothing to hide; there's no point in lying.
So, did you serve alcohol or not?
Yes, but it was off-limits to pledges.
Like I said, he brought his own.
Detective, the victim's parents are here.
Danny, I can take this one.
I got it. Stay with them.
They know what happened?
They aren't aware he's dead.
Detective Reagan.
Mr. and Mrs. Jones, I hate to tell you this, but, uh...
Oh. What...?
No, no, no, no, no, no...
Why? No...
So, how you doing, Ma?
Oh, it's just a little scratchy throat, that's all.
Something going around?
No, it's, um...
"endoscopy."
- Endoscopy? - Yeah, the...
They stick a tube down your throat.
Yeah, I know what it is, Ma, but why?
Well, they were testing for something else.
What do you mean, something else?
Uh, well, Anthony, everybody here is old
and they have to give us a lot of tests.
And what else have they tested you for?
Oh, my, there's so many names, uh...
Okay. I don't know.
I-It's stuff that happens to you
when you're my age. - I understand, Ma. I understand.
Uh, excuse me.
Yeah, you two.
We met when, uh, my ma interviewed. I'm Anthony.
Oh, of course. I'm Mary O'Donnell,
director of operations, and this is
Brian Dixon, our attending physician.
She had an endoscopy. What for?
She needed the procedure.
She was experiencing symptoms that sounded like
esophagitis or even Barrett's disease.
You're comfortable now, right, Lucille?
Never better, just a little scratchy throat.
Yeah, I can't believe, at her age,
you would give her anesthesia. - We gave her a nasal endoscopy.
It's quick and we go through the nose.
She was awake the entire time.
And why wasn't I notified?
I'm sorry, sir, but we have, by definition,
a rather fragile clientele.
We can't always wait on notifications.
Besides, it was very minor, and mostly covered by her Medicaid.
But in the future, I'll make sure to reach out.
Bye-bye... Thanks.
Look what you've done.
What? What? Ask questions?
Like a cop.
We don't need cops over here.
From what I can gather,
it's wagons circling around Inspector Keith Sullivan.
Whose wagons?
Well, Sully's, obviously, but some of the other guys
at Firearms and Tactics and a, and a few
at the Captain's Benevolent Association.
Saying we was passed over for affirmative action.
Nothing concrete,
what I'm hearing. Could just be some guys bitching
about how the old days were better.
And Sully's old enough to know better.
Those union guys can wind you up pretty good, boss.
Well, they're her union guys, too.
Listen, boss,
Sullivan's old-school, I'll give you that,
but guys like him are what built this department.
And I give him credit for it,
and I look the other way sometimes,
'cause that's how you and I came up.
But Jane Kimura is the best candidate for this post, period.
Hopefully, it's just some barstool bitching
that's making the rounds.
Got a sec?
- Come in. - I'm getting calls
from the Times and the Post about
an Inspector Keith Sullivan
crying discrimination over a promotion?
They're gonna use the media.
First time I'm hearing of it.
What do they got?
Very deep background.
Like someone's running it up the flagpole.
Sounds like a tragic accident.
Drank too much, trying to keep up with the older kids,
choked on his own vomit, fell off the couch, hit his head.
Mm-hmm. Yeah. Hey, Jack, it's your dad.
Look, give me a call back, would you? Bye.
That's at least five messages in as many hours.
I'm just saying.
Well, I just miss him, is all.
What do we got, Doc?
Well, he had over three times the legal limit of alcohol
in his system when he died, but that's not what killed him.
What killed him?
Blunt force trauma to the head.
Could a fall off the couch do that?
Only if the couch was about ten stories up.
I understand this may be cold comfort for you,
but Peter did not cause his own death.
In fact, this is now a homicide investigation.
Who would kill a boy like Pete?
We were wondering if either of you had an idea.
What do you mean, like, enemies?
Maybe one of the fraternity brothers
was particularly tough on him?
They're tough on all the pledges.
That's the tradition.
But no one in particular, no.
I never should've...
You never should've what, Mr. Jones?
We know this is difficult,
but even something that seems unconnected...
My husband thought
that the fraternity would be terrific for Pete.
Pete himself, not so much.
He had a hard time
making friends.
Spent a lot of time on his own.
It pained me to see him alone so much, and I...
My years at a frat were some of the best of my life.
I guess you could say I pushed him into it.
It's not your fault.
But he didn't want to do it.
You did what you thought was best for your son.
Nobody joins a fraternity thinking
they're signing their own death certificate.
We're gonna do everything we can to get to the bottom of this.
Thank you.
Officer Collins will show you out.
Right this way.
We'll be in touch.
Maybe Pete kind of did bring this on himself.
How?
I'm just saying, he didn't want to join a fraternity;
then again, he didn't want to let down his old man.
Maybe he tried to 86 himself.
By what, picking a fight?
We got to start somewhere.
What about this Bobby kid?
- Silent Bob? - Yeah.
Well, silent is how Pete's parents just described him.
You think Pete and Bobby confided in each other?
Birds of a feather.
Let's take a ride.
Hey, can you take a look at this for me ASAP?
I have to decide if I'm gonna prosecute on that
by the end of the day. - All right, sure.
- I'm on it. - What is all this?
It's nothing.
Doesn't look like nothing.
Blue Skies Retirement Center? You have something to tell me?
- I'm just looking into them for a pal. - A pal?
Come on, Anthony, you already have so much on your plate.
Erin, you got to let me open a case on this home.
- What? Why? - Because they gave
my buddy's 80-year-old mother an endoscopy.
So?
So she didn't ask for it.
They didn't notify my buddy or her primary doctor.
A-And I called my friend
who works with the Medicaid inspector general,
and Blue Skies Retirement Center's on his radar, too.
Okay, so why haven't they shut them down?
'Cause no one's died yet.
Okay, I'm not following you.
My buddy's me.
And it's my ma they're running unnecessary tests on.
And you know the thing about seniors?
It takes one to die before anyone does anything.
- That's not true. - Not for you.
You all can provide for your family.
I can't do that for my ma on my own.
Well, I see you're upset,
but you can't just start a crusade because of an endoscopy.
She's my mother.
What do you want me to do?
I'll review your files instead of going to lunch.
No, I mean about your mother.
Just look the other way. For now.
Like, we never had this conversation?
Like that, yeah.
- What the hell happened? - Well, the kid calmed down.
Even the bodega owner said we should let him walk.
- He didn't want to press charges. - We made a judgment call.
Was there a crowd forming
when you first approached the kid? - Of course. Free show.
Did that have any effect on your decision to let him walk?
Wait, what are you asking?
Did the crowd have their phones out filming you?
Yes. Just like every call on every day.
So?
Are you familiar with what they call the Ferguson effect?
You think we didn't intervene
because of fear of repercussions?
- I don't know. I'm asking you. - No.
We played it by the book.
And yes, we were well aware we were being filmed
and are aware that those recordings
can't always tell the whole story.
What? Come on, Maya.
It was what it was. Two cops, a neighborhood beef
in a solidly Dominican neighborhood.
So which is it?
It was a by-the-book stop...
ended up sideways.
I spoke to the store owner, and he claims
that he begged you two to arrest the kid, but you refused.
- Well, he's lying. - That's ridiculous.
I'm just telling you what he's claiming.
And you believe him and not us?
What I'm saying is that there's a dispute
as to what happened on that first call.
What's not in dispute is that there's a woman in the hospital
on account of that first call.
You both lost your seats in the car.
You're on a foot patrol until further notice. That's all.
There he is.
You got a second, Bobby?
I-I told you everything I know.
Everything you know fits into three sentences?
No.
'Cause that's about all we've heard from you.
- I need to get to class. - No.
Our needs come first. And right now,
we need to know what the hell happened to Peter Jones.
We're looking at his death as a homicide.
- I thought it was alcohol poisoning. - Yeah, so did we.
Until the M.E. showed us how his skull was caved in.
You know anything about that?
Hmm?
You know, you seem like a pretty nice kid, Bobby.
And smart, too, obviously-- you go here.
Life's been pretty good to you, hasn't it?
How am I doing so far?
- Okay. - Yeah, well,
here's where your life's gonna get complicated.
Couple NYPD detectives think you may know something
about a homicide they're investigating.
Think you might be holding out. You know what that means?
I'm not, I swear.
Come on, my partner and I
got X-ray vision; we can see right through you, kid.
You're holding out. What?
Spit it out.
I was surprised that Pete joined the frat in the first place.
Surprised how?
He reminded me of my brother...
before my brother came out of the closet.
- How's that? - He was acting out.
Like he was trying to distract people from who he really was.
And he was drinking a ton, too.
Was Pete drinking last night?
Last time I remember seeing Peter,
he was going downstairs to the basement with Colin.
To do what?
- Get a fresh keg. - Then what happened?
A little later on, I saw Mike and Colin come up with the keg.
Peter wasn't with them.
Why didn't you tell us this earlier?
I was drunk, so it's all kind of blurry.
And when I asked Colin about it,
he told me that I must have been mistaken.
What makes you so sure of this now?
There's a video.
What video?
Of the party. It's a thing with Zeta Phi Tau.
Uh, we take a quick video
of all the parties right at midnight and share it
with the other chapters. It's called the Midnight Special.
And you're in charge of shooting this video?
You still have it?
I noticed when I rewatched it.
It caught Colin and Peter going downstairs in the background.
- I told you. - What'd you tell me?
That Sergeant Reagan.
Couple months with stripes on his sleeve,
he acts like he's sitting up in One PP with five stars.
Oh, that's not fair.
What's not fair is a foot post.
- That was pretty harsh. - "Pretty"?
Why are you sticking up for him?
He's screwing you over, too.
- He's just doing his job. - Please.
His job is to second-guess his cops on the street?
- It went sideways, Maya. - Not my fault.
No, but we did let that kid walk pretty fast.
- And you did point out how many cameras were filming us, so... - Whoa.
- Whoa. - Hey, I wasn't saying...
I know this precinct and what works and what doesn't,
which is more than you or Reagan do.
- Hey, Maya... - See you when I see you.
Irish neat, glass of ice,
back Sully up.
Of all the gin joints in all the towns...
Stopped by your house. They said you'd be here.
When my wife's sisters come to stay, I generally am.
I met 'em both.
You made the right move.
Jewish holiday, eight letters,
begins with "P."
- Passover. - Exactly.
You didn't get passed over, Sully.
Firearms and Tactics are where you belong,
and that's where you're the most valuable.
Thank you.
She stepped right over me.
She is the best choice for chief of training.
Wasn't even close.
It was my turn.
No such thing as turns.
Second time I've been passed over.
First, Hostage Negotiation.
Oh, give me a break, Sully.
Hostage Negotiation was never on the table for you.
I mean, you talking a jumper down?
"Get the hell off that ledge, or I'll push you off myself."
Time was, toughness was an asset.
Still is. Comes in all shapes and sizes.
Oh, give me a break.
Oh, come on, Sully.
We've known each other too long.
Let's not do this.
I'd make a great chief of training, Frank.
And you know that.
But it's 2018, and the new wisdom is
a younger Asian female's a better candidate
than an older white guy.
Call it what it is.
When you were my son Danny's first C.O., he came to me.
Did you know that?
Yeah, he said, "Dad, this guy Sully's a good cop,
but maybe he's too tough on us."
You're learning the ropes, sometimes you get rope burns.
He did two tours in Iraq.
He knew the ropes.
And your point is?
If Danny Reagan says you are too tough a cop,
it's like Keith Richards saying
you have a substance abuse problem.
You really should listen.
I hate to see you bending to these winds.
And I'd hate to lose you from this department.
Lot of good years left.
Another guy chugging.
What she calls dancing.
What are we looking for?
Them. That's who we're looking for.
Can you zoom in?
There's Pete,
as promised.
Anything else?
Did you find anything in their social media?
I did notice one thing.
This kid, Mike, has Colin in all of his posts.
But if you look at Colin's page, you'd never know Mike existed.
Officer, I've already told you everything I know.
That's the problem, Jose. I don't think you did.
What do you mean?
I think you were afraid what might happen to you,
and so you lied to me and said
that you asked those officers to arrest that kid.
Why would I do that?
Because you're employing Luis without paying him.
What are you saying, Officer?
That he's here illegally,
that you and your wife knew that,
and that you were making him work for you
under threat of informing ICE.
- You got it all wrong. - Forcing someone
to work for nothing, that's called slavery here.
It's been illegal for about 150 years.
We made him sandwiches. That's a kind of pay.
I'd like you to come down to the station
and clear this up for me.
Can you give me, uh, ten minutes to close up?
I'll give you two minutes.
- Thank you, Officer. - It's Sergeant.
Sergeant.
Sure, sure.
Yeah, I-I remember you.
Henry.
Well, it's been a long time.
It sure has.
How are you?
- About as well as can be expected. - Good.
How are they treating you here?
Well, you know, it's pretty good.
But, uh, they give us so many tests.
Really?
You know, like they say,
old age is not for wimps.
Oh, my gosh.
What?
I haven't seen him in 20 years.
- Who? - Reading the paper,
right over there.
Jack Kehoe.
- Excuse me a minute? - Sure.
Jack.
Jack Kehoe?
Yes?
Henry Reagan.
Henry.
How the hell are you?
Well, a lot better than you,
from the looks of your dance partner there.
So, uh, how you doing?
Maybe this was a bad idea.
That thought applies to about five different things
in my mind right now.
Whoa.
So, would you mind being more specific?
You coming over to the 2-9.
Oh. That wasn't even one of the five.
Eddie, I'm the boss now. That's gonna come up.
Not always in a good way. Almost never in a good way.
You took me out of the car,
and you put me on a foot post.
Eddie. Eddie.
I busted both of you.
Okay, what was I gonna do, her and not you?
Or neither?
Let me guess. She's one of those,
the cell phone cameras come on,
and she starts playing defense instead of offense.
Am I right?
I'll take that as a yes.
You know what? You're a sergeant, not a mystic.
Don't get ahead of yourself.
Eddie, the foot post was a little harsh,
- but it had to be. - Why?
So that you and Maya would pull a common enemy out of this.
You guys would have a chance to bond as partners on the job.
I defended you.
I think that was a mistake, too.
- "Too"? - I'm the boss.
Nobody likes the boss.
Eddie, half the fun of the job is making fun of the boss.
Oh, I look forward to catching up on that.
Seriously, if we're gonna turn this precinct around
and you're my agent on the ground,
there's gonna be cross fire.
Is that what we're doing?
Turning the whole precinct around?
Yeah, one cop at a time.
It work?
Yeah, like a charm.
What'd you get?
A lot of selfies with my new old friends.
I meant...
It's like they're running a placebo clinic in there.
Guys walking around with I.V. bags full of saline solution
they're told is lifesaving meds.
And getting billed as that.
I'm guessing.
And the attending physician, Brian.
You know he's a Brian Junior?
So?
His father was a doctor.
Passed away nine months ago.
One of the old-timers told me that he thought
Brian Junior's degree was in nursing.
So, the doc's not even a doc?
Looks like that.
Bastards.
Don't drive angry.
I'd like to make it home.
I forgot how lucky I am.
All right, here we go.
You and Sean do this all yourselves?
- That's right. - Wow.
We made all Jack's favorites
in celebration of his birthday.
Which is today, as we know.
We know. That's right.
- Everybody send cards? - Yes.
We should all FaceTime him after we eat.
Definitely.
- Good idea. - First birthday away.
It's happy and sad.
Yeah.
Nah, his age, you get to be too old for birthdays.
It becomes about your parents being too gooey.
You cashed the checks, as I remember.
And Mom made me wear the pointed hat well into my 20s.
Well, small price to pay.
- Pictures, please. - Oh, yeah.
Photo album's in the living room.
Is this varmint or critter?
Chicken fried steak and chicken fried chicken.
- Oh. - Yeah, but you got to put
the sausage gravy on it for the full effect.
What effect is that, a full cardiac arrest?
- Ha ha. - Very funny.
Are there any vegetables?
Onion rings.
- There you go. - French fries. - You got your potato.
And there's pickles. And ketchup is kind of a vegetable, right?
- Yeah. - Perfect.
Kind of.
I don't want to hear complaining.
I'm not complaining, Pop.
I'm hearing snark. I don't like snark.
Pops, we were just joking.
What we should all be is grateful.
What's up, Pop?
I visited a nursing home the other day.
It's just so depressing.
Who'd you visit?
Ronnie.
Ronnie. Oh, where's Ronnie?
The, uh, Sunset something.
Blue Skies?
No, the Sunset or Sunrise something.
And I was starkly aware of how good I have it.
How good we all have it, having each other.
I'm... I'm just feeling...
especially blessed.
That's all I'm gonna say. Pass the meat, please.
- Critter or varmint? - Both, thanks.
Grace first.
Bless us, O Lord.
For these, thy gifts, which we are about to receive
from thy bounty, through Christ, our Lord. Amen.
Okay. Varmint or critter?
Okay.
I talked to Sully.
I think I made a dent,
but if I had a nickel every time I liked what I thought...
Would you like to postpone?
Would you?
No.
Look, here's all you need to know.
Even if Sully decides to bring the suit,
that's nothing compared to what you're in for--
the actual job.
- From? - From all sides.
And this high up,
you can't just give 'em rips or brace 'em in the locker room.
Locker room's off- limits to me anyway.
I hope you know what I'm saying.
I think so.
I need to know for sure.
Gook, Chink, Nip,
a Charlie, slant,
slope, Tokyo Rose.
Heard 'em all before I was ten.
You didn't hear those words in my department.
Nope, but even if I did,
it wouldn't affect how I do my job.
Because you've had a very thick skin
since even before the fourth grade.
Pretty much.
Let's say a Sully--
let's say he gave you an "attaboy" on the promotion.
Would that also bounce right off that thick skin?
What do you mean?
Or...
would it feel good,
coming from some old-school Irish mug?
It would feel good.
Because it came from a fellow cop.
Officer Janko, Officer Thomas, thanks for stopping by.
I wasn't aware we had a choice.
Know it's been a tough week. I'd like to apologize
if you perceived that I didn't have your back.
'Cause you didn't?
They were working Luis without any pay.
He's here illegally.
Both of them backed down
because nobody in that neighborhood wants
to bring their beefs into the precinct.
Could have told you that.
So why'd he lie, the owner? Saying he asked us
to arrest Luis?
Panicked it'd look like he didn't protect his wife.
He tried
to walk back what happened by stepping all over you guys.
Oh.
So... we're good?
Almost.
Your instincts, your actions you take out there can't be driven
by whether or not you're being recorded, not on my watch.
They weren't.
Didn't enter into it.
Can't help but enter into it--
a crowd, these streets, this climate.
I hear you.
Copy that.
There's a whole review system in place
for cases exactly like this, so, trust it.
All right?
You guys are back on wheels, so get out of here.
Sarge, if I may?
Um... thank you.
My old sergeant-- he wouldn't have taken the time.
Just doing my job.
You ever go down to the basement with Peter?
I already told you, no.
That's interesting, 'cause we have video
of you going downstairs to the basement with Pete
and coming upstairs without him.
Oh, so you're trusting Bobby now?
He's a pathological liar.
The tape don't lie, kid,
and get your hands back on the table.
Don't call me "kid."
You realize that if you two were hazing him,
you're both gonna be facing second-degree murder charges,
- right? - Well, we weren't.
It tough being away
from your family?
Yeah, of course, but the frat helps,
and they're like my family.
You sure have a funny way of showing it.
For the millionth time, we did nothing wrong.
We don't haze.
Why are you covering for Colin?
What do you mean?
Is he your best friend?
- Detective... this going somewhere? - Yes!
He doesn't post any photos with you.
Does that bother you?
What are you trying to say?
You think he'd face years in jail for you?
I don't know.
Because that's what's happening here.
The more you continue to lie,
the more trouble you're gonna be in.
Ah. Well, this just got a little bit easier.
What happened?
Colin told the truth.
- He did? - Yeah, he did.
You two were hazing Peter, you lost control.
He tried to stop you, but he couldn't,
and then you blackmailed him to cover for you.
- He didn't say that. - He did.
- He wouldn't. - He would.
Got a statement right here.
Then hand it over.
Just a second. Can I talk to you for a minute?
My guy's lawyer's not as sharp.
Let's try this again over here.
Well, I hate to break it to you, but your buddy Mike flipped
and turned you in.
Colin, don't say a word.
You're looking at
some serious time, kid.
- He would never. - Well, he did.
In fact, he just finished giving my partner his statement.
I did nothing wrong.
I... I was just trying to be nice to that loser.
I'm sure you were.
No, I just took him down to the basement to give him some coke.
Coke. Oh, well, I guess we'll be adding
"criminal possession" to your list of charges.
No, I am the victim here, don't you see?
No, I don't see.
I was just trying to be nice to that fairy, and what does he do?
Oh.
Pete made a move on you, and you didn't like it?
- Colin, enough. - He tried to kiss me, okay?
Like I was some chick. He was grabbing at me.
And then what happened?
- I lost it! Who wouldn't? - Careful, Detective.
My client is claiming he was the victim of a sexual assault.
He tried to kiss you, you lost it,
and what happened next?! I shoved him!
I shoved him away.
You shoved him away,
and he fell down,
and he never got back up again, did he?
It wasn't my fault.
He's the victim of a sexual assault.
- He had the right... - He can tell that to the judge.
Get on your feet... kid.
Get up!
I think Erin
suspects I had something to do with this.
All I said was I used an undercover.
Yeah, I know, but...
I kind of...
At dinner on Sunday, I inadvertently...
Inadvertently?
I didn't mean to.
But she's like a ferret.
- Well, you know what she's like. - Come clean?
No.
It's bound to come up eventually, this goes to trial.
I thought maybe we could tell her together.
Strength in numbers?
You got it.
So, did you find a place for your ma?
- Yeah. - Where?
With me. See how it goes.
Good for you, Anthony.
When your name is called,
you walk up the aisle on the right.
Stage right or my right?
Uh, your right.
You walk up to the first deputy commissioner,
and you shake his hand.
Then when the master of ceremonies states,
"I now introduce the new chief of training,"
you face the commissioner
and salute.
Inspector Sullivan is asking for a moment.
Let's have him.
Commissioner.
Inspector.
Sid.
Sully.
Kimura, it was nothing personal.
Congratulations.
Thank you, Sully.
It's just not right.
I'll see you in court.
And then?
Then,
you walk up to the mayor,
and she presents you with your new shield.
You turn and shake my hand,
and exit via the stage to the left.
Got it. Ready when you are.
Shall we?
I'm right behind you.
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