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- You said you was gonna
drive home, man.

- It's walleyes, Norm.

30 pounders,
but you got to head upstream

past the tourists to find them.

- Count me in, Jimmy.
Need a ride?

- No, it's a 15-minute walk.
I could use the cardio.

- Yeah, couldn't we all.
See you around.

[metal clanking]

[tense music]

♪

- Who's there?

[gunshots]
[grunts]

♪

- Tasting menu, huh?
It's not really my speed.

- All it means is,
you put yourself

in Chef Romero's hands.

- What about a steak?

Me and my accountant

can really
get behind the steak.

- I thought you were
a little more worldly.

- Really?
- I'm a little disappointed.

- Wait, how disappointed?

- Mm.

Practically inconsolable.

[phones ringing]

[suspenseful music]

♪

Yeah.

- I understand.

We are all less safe
when a detective is murdered.

The bureau will make this
a priority, Chief.

Absolutely, absolutely.

As soon as I know anything...

I will let you know.

♪

- Detective James Gerrard
worked major crimes

out of the 2-7 in Flushing.

He was popped twice walking
home after leaving a cop bar.

His personal effects
were not touched,

so it looks like a hit
and not a robbery.

- So are we assisting?

- No, we're taking the lead
on this one.

NYPD reached out because
of the anti-police climate.

They want to make sure
that the investigation

isn't obstructed
by lack of public cooperation.

We're gonna make sure
that it's not.

- The first question is
why was Gerrard targeted?

Was it an altercation,
a botched robbery, a vendetta?

Tiff and Scola
are on the scene.

We'll see what they dig up.

Gerrard's wife is a night nurse

finishing her shift
at Brixton Urgent Care.

NYPD is just making
the notification now.

You guys want to see if you can
grab a few minutes with her?

- Yeah.
- Thank you.

All right, people.
Let's hit it hard.

- Hey, what's the temperature
at 1PP?

- Oh, cops are already on edge.

- That means we bring NYPD
into the loop

early and often.

Consults, regular updates.

- Yeah, copy that.

- And stay on top
of media outreach.

The city needs to know

that a murdered detective
is an FBI priority.

- Will do.

- Should we update
the NYPD rep?

- Mm-hmm.
- Hey.

- Detective Walsh,
sorry about Gerrard.

- Tough day
for the boys in blue.

So we don't know much, huh?

- There's not much yet,
but we'll keep you updated.

- Appreciate it.
- Yeah.

♪

- Anything on canvass?

- Jogger heard the shot,
but we held off on questioning

'cause they said
you guys are stepping in.

- We'll be assisting, yeah.
- Great.

We'll crack it
a lot quicker now.

There she is.

- Hey, can you tell us
what happened?

- So I'm doing my circuit,
turn the corner, hear shots,

and see this guy
on a red bike pedaling off.

- Did you see the guy
on the red bike

actually fire the shots?

- No, but there was no one else
on the street.

- Anything else
about the biker?

Big, short, Black, white?

- I couldn't say.
It was dark, happened fast.

- All right, we appreciate
you sticking around.

- Yeah, sure.

- Wow,
New York's finest really knows

how to roll out
the welcome mat.

- Cops been under siege
these days, Scola.

I mean, with defund the police

and every traffic stop
posted online,

they got their reasons
to close ranks.

- Yeah. Not with us.

- Let's just work the case.

Hopefully Maggie and OA
have gotten something

from Gerrard's wife.

- Jimmy was 2 years
from his 20.

We were gonna move to Tampa.

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Gerrard.

Did your husband
have any issues with anyone?

- No, Jimmy got along
with everyone.

- Any problems at work?

- Nothing I heard about.
Jimmy was a great cop.

- What about
financial problems?

- No, nothing like that.

- Okay, we're gonna need access
to his squad car,

check and see if the dash cam
saw anybody casing him.

Do you know where
it was parked?

- The repairs shop's got it.

Jimmy said something about
a bird flew into

his windshield a few days ago,
cracked it.

- This happened a few days ago?
- Yeah.

- Ma'am, we understand
how difficult all of this is,

but sometimes our loved ones
do keep things from us,

and I'm not saying that
that's true about Jimmy,

but is there any chance that
his behavior changed recently?

Any unexplained absences?

Maybe he met up with somebody
that you've never seen before?

- What are you implying?

- Ah, we are just trying to see

if Jimmy's movements
can tell us--

- His movements?

22 years we were married.

He was a good man, and I'm not
gonna let you dirty his name.

- Mrs. Gerrard, that's not
what we're trying to do here.

- Please just leave.

♪

- All right,
black Dodge Charger

with a cracked windshield.
- Right here.

- Look to you
like a bird did this?

- I mean,
if the bird is packing.

- The question is why Gerrard
would lie about it.

- Lieutenant, we saw someone

shot at Gerrard's car
two days ago,

shattered his windshield.
You know anything about that?

- First I've heard of it.

- You--you surprised that he
kept you out of the loop?

- Jimmy was a big boy.

He wouldn't have wanted
to trouble the unit

with his own stuff.

- So he was a good cop.
- One of the best.

Known him forever.
His uncle Joe was my CO.

- Any cases you can think of

where his collars
were carrying a grudge?

- All of them
'cause he did his job,

but I'll send over his files.
- Appreciate that.

Knows the guy forever,
but Gerrard doesn't tell him

that someone shot up his car.
That sound right to you?

- Yeah, we'll see.

- Yeah, well, you won't hear me
complain about 26 Fed again.

- [chuckles]
Cop life.

In my squad, I used to sit
beside this old heater, man.

That thing whistled
all winter long,

and it drove me crazy.

- So let me ask you, why do you
sound so nostalgic about it?

- You're always nostalgic
about where you started.

- I'm not.

- That's 'cause
you sold your soul

to work on Wall Street.

- True.

- Door's that way, folks.

- Is there
a problem, Detective?

- A problem is when feds start
asking a cop widow

if her just-murdered husband
was dirty.

- Well, I know the agents
that you're talking about,

and there's no way that--

- Look, it's all good,
all right?

Got what we came for.

♪

- Seriously?

- All right, so the video
from the pawn shop

opposite Sunny's Bar is clean,

and we have not been able
to run down any footage

from the street
where Gerrard was shot,

but here is something
that might raise a flag.

Our victim bypassed the NYPD's
contracted auto repair joint

and opted for his own shop.

- So he came
out of pocket for that repair?

That's not a first choice
on a cop salary.

- Right.

- Sounds like he's
hiding something.

- Well, yeah,
we need more information.

Yeah, we get something
from Gerrard's dash cam?

- The shooting wasn't captured,
but I found something else

the same day that happened.

Things heat up fast.
- Yeah.

♪

Okay, we get a visual of
the guy he's arguing with?

- Nope,
guy never steps into frame.

- So theory is Gerrard's killer

accosted him,
shot at his windshield,

and killed him
two nights later?

- If the incidents
are related, yes.

Let's vet his case files.
Prioritize recent collars.

Focus on threats.

Anything that got physical,
yeah?

- We're gonna
have to multitask.

Another detective was just
ambushed and shot in Astoria.

- Go. Get down to the scene.

We need to figure out
if these shootings are related.

♪

- Hey.

- Detective Aaron Dane rushed
to Eastern Ridge Hospital.

No word on his condition.

- Where's he out of?
- 2-7, major crimes.

- It's the same precinct,
the same unit.

- Yeah. Any witnesses?

- Boulevard's
a few blocks away.

So it's a pretty quiet street,
but dog walker saw something.

- Hey, what can you tell us?
- I'm across the street.

Benji's doing his thing.

Guy comes strolling out
of the bodega with a coffee.

Dude in a ski mask
pulls up on a red bike, blammo.

- So it was a guy?

- White guy.
I saw his hand holding the gun.

- And he only fired one shot?
- Yeah.

Dude went down
like a sack of potatoes.

Biker never stopped.
- Thanks.

- Sounds like our killer's

targeting detectives
from the 2-7.

- Yeah, if that's the case...

- Might be more
coming down the pike.

- You don't need a plan
to target uniforms,

but our perp's ambushing
plainclothes detectives

from the same precinct
away from their squad.

- So assume a connection.

- Unless ballistics
says different.

Meantime, we are dealing
with a serial shooter,

so we are waiting on nothing.
Kelly, what did ERT dig up?

- A red bike
found in a dumpster

two blocks
from the Dane shooting.

Seat puts the rider
at 5'7" or so.

- Okay, Ian,
throw up the dash cam video

of the Gerrard
altercation again.

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, there it is.
Okay, roll it.

Yeah, freeze it there.
Can you estimate...

- The guy's height
off of Gerrard's eyeline?

Sure can.
- Beautiful.

- Approximately 5'7".

- So the guy Gerrard
was beefing with

is the same height
as the guy who shot Dane.

- Meaning it could be
the same shooter.

Let's narrow our focus to cases
Dane worked with Gerrard.

We're looking for a short guy

with an axe to grind
with both detectives.

[suspenseful music]

- [laughs]

- Detective.
Special Agent Bell.

This is Special Agent Zidan.
You doing okay?

- Yeah. Through and through.

St. Michael
must've been looking down.

- Uh, we have some questions
for Detective Dane.

Can you guys give us a minute?

- Hey, you know,
Yancey, he's my guy.

He can stay.

- Ah, can you tell us
about the shooter?

- Short, white guy,
red bike, ski mask.

20s I got to peg it.

- Okay.
Did he say anything to you?

- Yeah, he said,
"Die, you son of a bitch."

- Anyone you know have beef
with both you and Gerrard?

- Try the whole damn city
'cause the power brokers

don't have the guts
to back us up.

- If you need to reach me.

Rest up.

- All right, March 2018,
Gerrard and Dane

collared the head
of the Sixth Street Posse,

Evander Fields.
- No, no.

Shot caller's not gonna wait
five years to retaliate.

He'd do it right away
to make a statement, right?

- They broke up a $20-million
counterfeit ring in August.

- Ah, unlikely.

Forgers deal in paper
because they don't

want to get their hands dirty.
Come on, people.

We're looking for fresh wounds
that could trigger someone.

Violent priors.
- Okay, okay.

I think I might have something.

Rafael Alvarez, 5'8".
Assault convictions.

Was arrested for fleeing
a gun buy-and-bust last summer.

Beat it on a technicality,

but he said the cops
stole his money.

- I read about that case.

200 grand at the crime scene
went missing.

- Okay, wait. Throw him up.

This guy, Rafael Alvarez
claims Gerrard and Dane

stole his money?

Were they ever charged?

- No,
but another detective was.

Guy named Rudinsky.
- Where is he now?

- Looks like he's doing
a stretch upstate

until he was killed
in the prison yard

three weeks ago.

- Okay, so somebody
is killing off the guys

that stole Rafael's money.

Looks like we're tracking down
this Rafael Alvarez.

- I don't have
a last known address, Jubal.

There's nothing on file.
- Try his cell phone.

- It's not pinging.
It must be off.

But get this,

historical GPS
has him near the bar

Gerrard was shot
the night of the murder.

- Well, this just keeps
getting better and better.

All right, if we can't
track down him the modern way,

let's use
the old-fashioned way.

Find somebody
that knows this guy.

- File says a patrol officer

named Ruiz was also
at the scene

of the Alvarez bust.

She's the one
who actually made the collar.

- Okay.

Hey, Tiffany, it's Jubal.

I need you to track down
an NYPD patrol officer named...

- Michelle Ruiz.
- Michelle Ruiz.

Find out what she knows about
a guy named Rafael Alvarez.

Elise will fill you in.

♪

- Yeah, I remember Alvarez.

- You know anything about
this missing money business?

- No, I mean,
there was money supposedly

in the apartment,
but I never went inside.

- Lucky you.

Three detectives who did
haven't been doing so well.

- Yeah, I know all about that.

- Gotta be a connection, right?
- Don't know.

Like I said, I never
went inside the apartment.

- But you made the arrest.
- Yeah.

By the time I got to the scene,
Alvarez had taken off.

When he figured out
he was selling guns to cops,

he ran like hell.

Tracked him down
20 minutes later

over at his grandmother's place
up in Washington Heights.

- You think you can dig up
that address for us?

- [chuckles]

Ground floor apartment,
East 134th Street.

Drives a red Camaro too.

Across the street
from Garvey Park.

- Wow, is your memory
always this good?

- Well, when the perp
gives me something

to remember him by, it is.

Two surgeries and five screws.

- That's a hell of a collar.

- Yeah, well,
tell it to the brass.

I'm up for my shield again
this year,

fourth year running.

- Hang in there.
It took me four years too.

- You were a cop?
- Yeah.

- Jubal.
- Thanks.

- We got a lead on Alvarez.

- It's definitely his car.

♪

- Old-school alarm
means old school sound.

[car alarm blaring]

Mr. Alvarez, FBI.

We have some questions
to ask you.

♪

- Oh!

[groaning]

Ow, what'd I do?
- We'll tell you all about it.

- I had nothing to do
with no cop shootings.

- Okay, so why did you
throw a bat at us

and take off running?

- My baby mama
has been telling lies

about a fight we didn't have.

It's a parole violation,
so I got scared.

- Or you had bad blood
with those cops, right?

Last night you were
at the bar before

one of them got shot.
You were stalking them.

- I wasn't stalking nobody.
- So why were you at the bar?

- I was just there
to tell Dane and Gerrard

that the money
they stole wasn't mine.

It's the DeMarco brothers',

and we're all dead
unless they cough it up.

- Yeah, okay, there's no way
we're buying that.

- They say they want
their money or they'll do me

like that cop Rudinsky
they smoked in prison.

- So you exchange words
with either

of these cops last night?

- No, I got tired of waiting,
and I took off, okay?

- No, not okay.

I want you to account
for every minute

when you left that bar
and we picked you up.

- [chuckles]
- Every minute.

[tense music]

♪

- If he's telling the truth...

- Then we are looking at
some serious police corruption.

- I'll brief the mayor,

let him know what might
be coming down the pike.

- Are you sure you want
to send up a flare right now?

- Meaning?

- We don't have any evidence,
and our one and only witness

is a career criminal.

I mean, we get in front of this

and we don't have proof,
we could get burned.

- Right,
but if we do find proof

and we say nothing,
he'll think we sandbagged him.

- Hey, pull up security footage
from the store

opposite the bar
Gerrard was at last night.

This time we're looking
for Alvarez's red Camaro.

No, rewind.

Yeah, there it is.

When does he drive off?
- 11:34.

- An hour
before Gerrard was shot.

- Unlikely Alvarez
doubled back.

I mean, sitting on a place
to whack someone, you stay put.

- Yeah, yeah,
pull up nearby traffic cams.

Let's see if we can figure out
where he went.

- On that.

Okay.

Here's a Camaro
heading to the BQE

a few blocks away at 11:36.

- Heading away
from the crime scene.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Guy on a red bike.

- Industrial part of town
that time of night.

Is there enough for facial rec?

- Profile shot,
but might be enough.

Yeah, Ray Rudinsky, 19.

Son...
- Of Pat Rudinsky.

The detective
that was murdered in prison.

- So the guy shooting cops...
- Is the son of a cop.

- I want his last known address
and SWAT on standby!

Let's go, people!

♪

- [screaming]
- FBI! We have a warrant!

- FBI!
Show me your hands!

- Clear immediate!

- Where's your son?
- I-I-I don't know.

- Where is your son?
- I don't know!

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

What do you want with my son?

- He's a suspect
in two police shootings.

- No, it's impossible.

- When's the last time
you saw him?

- And we know that he
called you two days ago

and that you transferred money
into his account

the day before the shooting.
- I did not.

- Ms. Rudinsky, we understand

that you want to
protect your son,

okay, but letting
every law enforcement agent

in the city hunt him down
is not the way to do it.

♪

- Ray hasn't been home since
his dad's funeral last week.

- What did he say to you
when he called you?

- He was in trouble
and needed help.

And when your kid says that,
you don't ask any questions.

- Really?

Sounds like a very good time
to ask questions.

- Did he say where he was?
- No.

- He and his dad were close?
- Nobody closer.

Ray's been a wreck
since his father's death.

And then when no cops showed up

at Pat's funeral,
Ray was furious.

He said everything
was the NYPD's fault.

- Okay. Why did he say that?

- Ma'am?

- Because Pat
told him the truth.

- The truth about what?

- That damn gun bust.

Gerrard and Dane told Pat
that they wanted to split

all the money
that was sitting there,

200 grand, but Pat was clean.

He wanted nothing
to do with it.

- He pled guilty to theft.

- Yeah, because
they pressured him.

They said cops have
to stick together, you know?

So they made him take $10,000
to dirty him up,

and then--and then IAB
starts looking into Pat.

Runs his financials,
so he cut a deal

to avoid ratting out
his fellow cops.

You know, blue wall,
all that crap?

Like he was ever one of them
with a name like Rudinsky.

I still feel dirty
about taking money

from those lousy cops,
but we needed it.

- I'm sorry, what?

Gerrard and Dane
gave you money?

- Every week.

Because Pat ate the charge,

so they said that they
would take care of us.

- Why did your husband suddenly
decide to tell Ray all of this?

- Pat was having a hard time
on the inside,

and he was--he was afraid,

you know, if he was killed

that his son would think

that he was a dirty cop.

- Okay, where's Ray?
We need to know now!

- You got it all wrong.
My son would never hurt anyone.

- Mrs. Rudinsky--

- My husband is dead,

and now you want to take
my son away from me too?

I don't know where he is.

♪

- Okay. Thank you.

We have a BOLO out on Ray.

We're up on his cell,
but his phone's off

and his social media's dark.
- Son of a cop.

- Is that him?

- Ray!

♪

Hey, stop!

- Oh, oh! Hey!

- Hey!

Where you at, Ray?

He's gone.

I'll call it in.

- Damn it.

- Hey, so after Ray slipped
our containment,

we were able to get footage
of him

entering Ditmars
subway station.

- So he could be in any
of the five boroughs by now.

- Just heard from the AUSA.
Jan Rudinsky lawyered up.

- Okay, it doesn't mean she's
going to stop helping her kid.

Where are we
on the mom's accounts?

- I'm seeing ATM hits
in Riverdale

over the last few days.

Convenience store,
fast food joints.

- Okay, Riverdale,
what's in Riverdale?

- There was a photo
in Ray's room of him

and his father outside
of a red brick house.

- Right, run a title search
for any property

under the Rudinsky's name
in that area.

- Nothing.

- Try Jan Rudinsky's
maiden name.

- Roger that. Jan Borkowski.

Got a hit.

Cottage on Cambridge
registered to a Lena Borkowski.

Looks like Lena died
earlier this year

and left the place
that her daughter, Jan.

Title still
hasn't changed hands.

- All right, great, go.
Elise'll send you the address.

[tense music]

- Got a second?
- Yeah, sure.

- Allegations
of police corruption,

cop's kid killing cops.

Means we've got
some clarity now, right?

- Agreed.
- So NYPD should take the con.

It's a department case
top to bottom.

- We know what we know

because my agents
have been busting their humps.

That makes it an FBI case,

even without
the police corruption,

which triggers
our jurisdiction.

- This something
maybe to run up the flagpole?

- In this case,
I am the flagpole.

- He doesn't look happy.

- Yeah, they want
to take over the case,

control the narrative.

I told him
we're holding the line.

- Good.

My phone is burning up
with press inquiries.

It's way more than usual.

- Okay, you want some help?
- No, I'm good.

You stay on top of things here.

♪

- FBI.

Upstairs is clear.

- All right,
downstairs is clear too.

Tiff.

- He hasn't been here
in a while.

- It's a list with Gerard
and Dane's addresses on it.

Another name on here too.

- Michelle Ruiz,
beat cop from the Alvarez case.

- Where are we?

- Yeah, just got off
the phone with Ruiz.

She finished her shift
and is heading home.

Tiff and Schola
are on their way to her place.

Maggie and OA are circling back
to Dane at the hospital.

I need updates, people.
What's going on?

- We've got ground surveillance

and air supports
up looking for Ray.

- We also have traces
on his phone and his mom's.

- We got teams
stationed at the cottage

and outside
the Rudinsky residence.

- He's running out of options.
He's gonna be desperate.

- Yeah, that's what worries me.

Three cops testified
at Rudinsky's trial.

One's dead, one's shot,

and the other
is on the killer's hit list.

Let's find this kid.

If it's even half a lead,
chase it.

♪

- Wait.

- [gasping]

- Oh, my gosh.
Hey, you all right?

Hey. Hang in there, okay?

I'm gonna put pressure on it.
Scola!

Gonna get you some help.
Hold on.

Just hang in there, okay?

♪

All right, all right.
Take it easy.

- FBI! Drop your weapon!

- I'll shoot her.
- Drop it now!

- I'll kill her!
I'll kill them both.

I'll do it. I'll do it.

- Okay, all right.

There's no need for that.

I'm leaving, okay?

Easy.

♪

Yeah, we got an officer down
with a gunshot wound.

Send an ambulance ASAP
to 1436 Quentin Street.

Officer and agent
have been taken hostage.

- Talk to me. Where we at?

- He is not budging.

- He's drawn the shades.
Snipers can't get a clear shot.

- We need to open
a line of communication.

- Yeah,
I've been trying, Jubal.

- Yeah, well, keep trying.

[tense music]

♪

- Hey, Ray,
Special Agent Bell again.

There's a way out of this,
but only if you speak with me.

I'm gonna keep calling,
so please answer your phone.

I wanna know what you want.

- She needs medical attention.
She's gonna bleed to death.

- Good.
She framed my dad.

She can suffer
the way he did before she dies.

- Come on, man.

You got the math on this
all wrong.

- Oh, yeah?

Well, maybe I should
just shoot her now.

- Hey, okay, Ray.

But think, all right?

You're a detective's kid.

This woman is a beat cop.

She wasn't in that room,

didn't have access
to that money.

There's no way she could have
been a part of a plan

to frame your father.

- I don't care.

- Yes, you do.

I know you want justice
for your father,

and I get that...

But you're not gonna get it
by killing this woman.

♪

Turn on your phone, Ray.

Look, I can't get you anything,
but they can.

How long has it been
since you've eaten?

They can help with that.

[phone ringing]

- Ray?

- I just want food, okay?
- We can definitely do that.

Just give us 20 minutes,
and we'll get you some pizza.

What else do you need

so that we can end this
right now

without anyone else
getting hurt?

- Dane.

- You took Dane out.
- Don't lie to me.

I have my dad's old scanner.
I know he's still alive.

- He's seriously wounded, Ray,

and even if he weren't,

you know
we can't bring him here.

- Yes, you can!

You have 30 minutes!
- Ray.

- 30 minutes
or I'm killing them both.

You hear me?

- Ray.

I don't know if I can
talk him off the ledge.

- Well, if we can't,
we stall him out

until we get a clean shot.

♪

- Ray, if you end this now,
I give you my word,

I won't rest
until Detective Dane

is brought to justice.

- I have
his justice right here.

♪

- He's tuning us out.

- Hey,
kid's pretty bunkered down.

The occasional peep
from behind the shades,

but not enough
to give our snipers an opening.

- Yeah.

Well, we got ten minutes until
Ray starts shooting hostages,

assuming Ruiz
hasn't already bled to death.

We're gonna have to breach.

- I'm not liking
our odds here, Jubal.

- Yeah, me neither, but we
may not have another choice.

[siren blaring]

- What the hell?

- Come on.
Get rid of these idiots.

- Guys, we got this, okay?
- Yeah, the hell you do.

- You're obstructing a federal
investigation, gentlemen.

- Yeah?
'Cause we're not leaving.

- Hey, wise up!

If this kid sees you,

what do you think
his demand is going to be?

Are you ready
to give yourself up, Detective?

No?

Then he'll start shooting,

and the first targets

he'll take aim at
are in that house.

So please get the hell
out of his line of sight.

Or don't, and you can explain
to the commission

you're hauled in front of
how you heroes showed up

and got both
our hostages killed.

- The second you screw this up,
we're stepping in.

Let's go.

♪

- Seven minutes.

- Dane's not coming
'cause nobody cares.

Just like nobody cared
about my dad.

- You have a right to be upset.

- What'd you say?

- What I did to your dad,

what we all did,
there was no excuse.

- Hey, hey, take it easy, okay?
You lost a lot of blood.

- You stop talking. You.

You--you said that--that I have
a right to be upset.

Why?
- Because I lied.

I testified that your dad
got to the crime scene

before Gerrard and Dane,
but he had gotten there after.

- Why?

Why would you say that?

- When your dad was arrested,
Gerrard and Dane told me

that he was a dirty cop
who had stolen all that cash.

They said that
if I didn't back them,

your dad
was gonna to take us all down.

It was the only thing
that I could do.

- The only thing you could do?

My dad could have cut a deal.

He could have
stayed out of prison.

He'd still be alive.

- Look,
you wanted the truth, right?

Now you've got it.

Now Dane can be prosecuted,
and he will be,

so let's just end this, okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah, because--because she
finally told the truth, right?

And the truth is that--that all
cops are dirty stinking liars!

All of them!

And my dad...

He'd still be alive
if it weren't for you.

He'd be here.

♪

- FBI! Show me your hands!

- Federal agents!
- Go! Go!

- Get the hell off her!

[gunshot]

♪

- I'm good.

She--she needs to get
to a hospital right now.

- I'm on it.

EMTs, we need you in here
right away.

♪

- Wheels up.
- You're all set.

- There you go.

[siren wailing]

- Good work, Tiff.

- Yeah, well,
job's not done yet.

I have to go follow up
with Ruiz.

- You want me to come with you?

- Thanks, but I got this one.

[knock at door]

- Hey, heard you wanna see me?
- Yeah.

Mayor's office wants
to huddle up tonight

about the cop shootings.

DA, FOP, police brass.

I'm snowed in,

so I'll need you
to fly the flag.

Never hurts to get face time
with the big boys.

- Yeah, I'm happy to do it,
but let's not kid ourselves

about what's really
going on here.

We elbowed the NYPD
out of the way,

made some enemies,
and now I get to take the heat.

♪

- Hey.
- Oh.

- Um, these are for you.
- Thank you.

- How you doing?

- I'm okay.
New York strong, right?

[chuckles]

- Look...

We have to talk
about what you said

to Rudinsky's kid.

You gotta come forward.

- It's over.

There's nothing
I can do about this now.

- But you know the truth.
You know Dane's dirty.

- I come forward,
go after Dane,

I'll blow my career.
Guy's a legend.

He has friends and family
all over the department.

- Two cops are dead.
- I get that.

I do, but I'm good.
I'm gonna keep my mouth shut.

So if you're really
that desperate about setting

the record straight
and letting the world know

what really happened,
then go ahead.

File a case.

- One of what she's having.

Hey, how we doing?

- Okay, all things considered.

You know, you were right
about Gerrard and Dane.

- Maybe. Thank you.

- Nah, no maybes about it.

I did some digging.

Gerrard and Dane
both opened up accounts

under assumed names
after the Alvarez bust.

Each deposited 95 grand

and then bled it dry
paying off Rudinsky's widow.

- IAB didn't find this?

- Nope.

It's hard to find something
you're not looking for.

♪

- Are you gonna come forward?

To make this right,
I'd have to ruin Ruiz's career.

I mean, she'd have to testify,

go up against
the blue wall and...

But I don't have a choice.
I have to do it.

♪

- Stay tuned for scenes
from our next episode.

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]