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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. Um...

Oh, Ms. Reagan, uh,
do you care to comment

on Leticia Harris's contention

that this trial is personal? No comment.

Uh, 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!

Whoa. 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. FREDDIE:
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.

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 dumb-ass 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'rea 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. BAEZ: 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?

Excuse me. GORMLEY: 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.

Hmm. 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. LETICIA:
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? DANNY: Everything.

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. JAMIE: 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.

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! DANNY: On the ground!

Lay 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.

Huh.

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.

Hmm.

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.

Ooh, 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.

Whoa.

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.

Wow.

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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