All language subtitles for Blue Bloods - S14E04 - Past Is Present.en

Hey! Trina.

Yo! Danny, what's up?

It's detective Reagan.

Come on. We're tight now.

You went to bat for
me with that judge.

Yeah, all the more reason.

I'm actually on a run
right now, so I got to dip.

It means "leave."

Ah.

Later, playa!

All right. Keep
up the good work.

Danny.

Hey! Nate.

Tell me you collared her.

Collared who? That damn trina.

I told her to deliver
some alterations.

She threw 'em back in
my face, said she quit.

And then on her
way out the door,

grabbed a handful
out of the till.

What are you talking about?
Yeah, well, the next time

you got a "good kid that
just needs a solid job,"

skip me.

The lip on that girl alone.

Hey, pop!

I'm here for that jacket
I forgot the other day.

Jamie!

Speak of the devil.

Alison, what are you doing here?

Piece on your grandfather.

Hey.

He's gonna be amazing.

I mean, so much history
in one handsome man.

She's very perceptive.

So, another podcast?

Oh, I have come up in the world.

I now do investigative content
for a public TV group in soho.

I have stuff on YouTube, vimeo.

I'll send you some links.

Wow. Congrats.

My next episode is
"New York's finest:

Past, present & future."

And guess who the star is.

Get your autographs now
before the price goes up.

Thanks for setting this up, kid.

How'd I do that?

You gave me his number.

Oh. More coffee, commissioner?

Always.

Alison, I never, uh, gave
you his phone number.

You didn't?

No. Hmm.

I know I meant
to ask you for it.

You know what, I probably
mentioned it to my producer

and she got it somehow.

Anyhoo, you look great.

And how's Eddie?

Tell me that she's pregnant

and it's a girl and you're
naming her after me.

Yeah, so, um...

What's your story, uh,
with Henry about, anyway?

Jamie, stop hogging
my interviewer.

Coming! Got to go.

Must be your coat. It's cute.

Here you go, sir.

Just a few more waivers

and we can nail out
a shooting schedule.

And, officer Jackson, I
hear you collared the perp.

Me and mcphadden. Yeah.

Lady's purse was big and green,

so running the guy
down was a piece of cake.

Three blocks at full speed

was never a piece
of cake for me.

And, honestly, sir,
I'm glad they ran off.

'Cause neither of them
does well around blood.

And there was a lot

when the victim just
suddenly went into labor

and me and Ross
had to deliver the baby

right there on the street.

Mother and baby are fine.

They have contacted
the department

and would love to thank
both of you in person.

It's an unofficial tradition
of the department

that a cop who delivers a baby

gets to wear one of
those above their shield.

Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir.

You're welcome.

And thank you all.

Well done.

Much appreciated.

Oh, and please give
officer mcphadden

my congratulations

and tell him I hope
he gets better soon.

Sir... What?

Nothing.

Thank you, sir.

Hold up.

Uh... Could I have one
more minute, officer?

Please have a seat anywhere.

Is there a problem,
sir? Well, I don't think so.

But if I may, you seem
to have some trouble

with your partner's absence.

I...

I don't know.

You can speak freely.

Well, I don't want
to rat anyone out.

I mean, I didn't even
know till yesterday,

until I overheard Mike talking
on the phone with his mom.

Know what?

Sir, he didn't...
Bang in sick today.

He didn't come in 'cause...

...well, he didn't
want to meet you.

Am I that scary?

Of course not, sir.

It's just...

His last name wasn't
always mcphadden.

It used to be malevsky.

Sonny malevsky was his father.

And the man who killed my son.

Do we even need to go
back to the courtroom?

Anthony, the
trial's barely begun.

Did you see
Rourke's face go white

during your opening statement?

I mean, his attorney must
be begging for an offer

right now.

Wishful thinking.

Well, well, well. I
drop in for a bite,

and who would I run into
but my favorite bureau chief

in all of New York?

There goes my good mood.

Mr. Vangelis.

Please. Every time?

It's Mario.

Well, you've clearly dined,
so let's skip to dessert.

- It's on me.
- Break bread with you?

We'd rather starve.

Come on. Am I that bad?

Why don't you ask all your

many rivals encased in concrete?

And yet I'm not in prison.

I'm sitting right here with you.

Yeah, not for long.
Check, please.

Thanks.

I'll get the car.

Yeah. Thank you.

Uh... You know, Erin,
you keep mistaking me

for the Mario
vangelis of the past.

But that lost soul is done.

I'm on the straight
and narrow now.

You know what you did!

♪ ♪

You sure you're okay?

Yeah. Because of you.

Hey, hey, hey, not for
nothing, but... I'm okay, too.

Yeah. You're welcome.

For what? For what?

For him saving you
from being assassinated.

What, you think the hit was
on me? All the guy said was,

"you know what you did."

Yeah, and you probably do.

Come on, vangelis.
If you never been

the target of a hit in
an Italian restaurant,

can you really call yourself
a mobster? No, no, no, no.

Like I said, I'm
out of that game.

More likely, that guy
was gunning for your boss.

For me? Yeah.

Out on the streets, when I
hear the name Erin Reagan,

it's usually not with terms
of endearment, you know?

Well, those are
words, not bullets.

Now, let's go.

- To where?
- Somewhere where your enemies

can't get to when they
try to off you again.

Come on.

Up.

Alison gable was with him?

Yeah, sitting right
there at the table,

having him sign
releases or something.

And you didn't set this up?

No, she sold it
to Henry like I did.

But then she played
it off to me, you know,

with that big
laugh of hers. Huh.

I don't know. She's...

It's probably nothing,
right? She's kind of kooky.

Mm, she used to be.

What do you mean? Well,
her new stuff on YouTube,

it's... it's different.

Before, on her
podcast, she was all like,

"oh, wow. Look at
these old crimes.

It's so fun to be
an amateur sleuth."

And now she's
kind of a hard-ass.

Less "gee whiz," more "gotcha."

Especially when
she's interviewing cops.

The lighting gets all creepy
and the music gets dark.

Like, last episode,
she outright accused

a detective in Jersey
of overlooking evidence,

and she made him look worse

than the perp who
killed three people.

I'm sure it's nothing.

Is this how you treat witnesses?

You keep 'em waiting for hours?

It's been 30 minutes. Relax.

Actually...

...you could relax a little less

and write down who targeted you.

Maybe start with the
sons of Arturo Mancini.

They can't be thrilled
he mysteriously vanished

after a meeting
with you last year.

Or maybe your bodyguard
who dove under the table

like he was in on the hit.

Okay, first things first,
a macchiato, light foam.

And rustle up a pastry,
too, while you're at it.

You got a preference which wall I
throw this guy through? Okay. All right.

You kidding me?! Vangelis,
you need to get serious.

You're barking
up the wrong tree.

There were 30 people
in that restaurant.

You really think the next
group of innocent bystanders

is gonna be as lucky

when bullets meant
for you start flying?

You keep telling me that
you're a changed man.

So prove it.

Show me that, for
once in your life,

you care about other people.

If I do expound on who
might want me dead and why,

I'll be immune from prosecution?

N... No promises there. No.

I'll also need
police protection.

NYPD doesn't... This office

will arrange for an investigator
to be outside your door.

Yeah, well, who won't be me.

Someone will. Don't worry.

Maybe we cut out the
middleman and you babysit me.

Pick a wall.

Any wall.

I will come kiss you good
night when I get home.

Yes. Okay, mommy loves you.

Night.

But this isn't the address
we got for our suspect.

Momentary detour.

Yo, good luck.

Nobody move a muscle.

You, give me that. Yo!

Maybe you should
take a hit of that.

You need to chill out.

What the hell is
the matter with you?

The hell is wrong with me?

You steal from Nate

after I put my neck
on the line for you?

I just wasn't feeling it.

I guess you're not feeling

your court-appointed
classes either, huh?

No, I'm not.

Didn't the judge order you

to steer clear of your old pals?

'Cause I see daquan and Sarah.

Damn, you, too?

I thought we was cool!

Maybe I should just
put you in jail again.

I mean, is the food good?
'Cause I got the munchies.

Yo.

Why don't we go find
out? Come on. Get up.

I was just joking.
Get up. I'm not joking.

Petit larceny,
possession of marijuana.

Weed is legal now.

Not if you're under 21. Come on.

Come on!

Danny, maybe you're
overreacting a little?

I'm not overreacting at all.

Yeah, I'm sure you're not. Hey!

Officer mcphadden, in my office.

Sure thing, boss.

Stand easy, close the door.

I'm...

Guessing you're not here about
the purse-snatch in midtown?

You deserve an attaboy for that.

We're past it now.

New information.

Please understand, sir.

I didn't come up to your
office out of respect for you.

Same respect you showed
by lying on your application?

I didn't lie.

I just... Didn't give
a complete answer.

Same thing.

And if I had written under
"known names and aliases,"

that my last name was
originally malevsky?

That would be called the truth.

And it would also be
called sinking my chances

of becoming a cop.

Ah.

Tell me something.

Did you know the investigator
who interviewed you?

No, sir. So the fact

that he didn't
flag your interview

as incomplete was...?

Happy accident.

There's nothing happy
about this situation, officer.

Of course, sir.

You know I knew him, right?

And that he killed himself

rather than answer
to murdering your son.

So you agree with
that description?

My mom still thinks
that he was innocent,

that it was all some setup.

But I know who my dad was.

That's why I lied
on the application.

Which you could
be terminated for.

Yes, sir.

What's a mcphadden?

A lot of my family switched
over to mcphadden over the years

to sound more American.

Me and my dad and my granddad

were about the
only malevskys left.

Then you changed.

To come on the job.

To be one of the good
people in my family

who have worn this uniform.

There have been a
lot of us over the years

under the name mcphadden.

It's a lot like all the reagans.

We're talking about
your family, not mine.

And I can talk
about them all day,

but I have work
to do, sir, so...

Am I terminated or
not, commissioner?

You'll know when I know.

That is all.

Hey. How was
your night in juvie?

It sucked.

Well, that's kind of what
your future's gonna be

if you don't get your
head screwed on straight.

Is this what they
call "tough love"?

Well, that would
have to involve love.

Best I can offer you is to...

Conveniently forget what I
was gonna charge you with.

Really?

I can go?

Yeah, you can go. To class.

And you can go
apologize to Nate,

and you can don't go and
chill with your crazy friends.

I guess I should thank you?

Tell it to me walking.

That means, get out of here
before I change my mind.

So, lesson learned?

I think she learned her lesson.

No, I mean you,
about helping her.

I don't get it with you.

When we met her, you loved
her, and now you hate her.

No, I like trina,

but we're not social workers,
and she's only getting worse.

I mean, we found
her birth parents,

and she just loud-mouthed
her way right out their door.

Good. She's better
off without 'em.

They're crazy people.

So now you're parenting
her? No, I'm not.

Look, I know your BOys
are all grown up, but... Okay.

I'm not trying to be her dad,

and I'm not trying to
replace my kids with her.

It's just, you don't
get the way she is

unless someone did some
really bad things to you.

So maybe if someone
does something kind to her,

she might become kind.

I think you're getting
soft in your old age.

Says the person who adopted
a baby from one of our cases.

Come on. Just trust me.

So, how long does it take
to put an episode together?

Week of research, a day of prep,

and then, uh, two or
three days to shoot.

And you work off,
like, a list of topics,

or do you interview people
just off the top of your head?

You mean, can you
vet my questions?

I didn't say that. Jamie,

your grandfather
agreed to no parameters.

Well, did you tell him that
the name of the episode isn't

past, present and future"

but "NYPD: Past,
present and problems"?

I saw your promo online.

That-that's just
a working title.

As long as it's not "Henry
Reagan: Punching bag."

Okay. Yes, this new
gig has a harder edge

because I'm expected to
actually investigate issues.

Fairly?

Define that word.

Do you know how slippery
that sounds, Alison?

Do you know how hard it is to
keep an audience these days?

How I have to
generate content 24-7,

and every decision is,
how's this gonna get me

more clicks, how's this
gonna generate more likes?

And if the truth ends up
on the cutting room floor?

Jamie, it's gonna be fine.

Come on. You know me.

Is he telling you to go
easy on this old dinosaur?

No, that-that's not
what I'm saying, pop.

Well, then scram.

'Cause someone is
ready for his close-up.

He sure is.

Okay, well, come
on, let's do this.

Well, the numbers seem right.

Tell management and budget
well done and full speed ahead.

Uh, will do, sir.

Can we take a step
back? Second that.

I've told you all
you need to know.

But how did mcphadden
even get on the job?

He lied.

And no one caught it? Back
in the day, we would have.

But ever since we started
using civilian investigators

to process academy
applicants, well... Yes.

Done to keep more
cops on the street.

But, boss, now
we got this travesty.

Don't be so dramatic, sid.

He's just taking up your slack.

Meaning? Meaning,

you seem to be trying to make
a molehill out of a mountain here.

Well, you know, it's kind of
a personal decision, Garrett,

so I will deal
with it personally.

Meaning?

Meaning,

when I know my next move,
you'll know my next move.

But how do you
feel about it? Angry?

Betrayed? Yeah.

Uh, I guess all that.

How you should be
feeling is, the punk lied

and should be
fired, end of story.

What are you, some life coach?

Look, the wrinkle
is, he's a good cop.

Under false pretenses!

Look, I was supposed to
give him an attaboy, sid.

That's how this
whole thing started.

Since when do we
do a catch-22 up here?

- I never said we did.
- Still,

it seems like you've
got a decision to make.

Yes... But mine
isn't the only vote.

Give me some good news.

Sorry, but not a single enemy
of vangelis look good for this.

Seriously?

Oh, they all wish
they had done it.

I mean, lefty lazaro
was so jealous,

he said he was gonna
pay for the shooter's funeral.

So, anything about the shooter?

Joshua viktos, local addict,

but no connection
to any crime family.

Bodyguard? The waiter?

Bodyguard was just a coward.

The waiter checked out, too.

So, what, you think

we're just forcing
the narrative on this,

and viktos was just a nut?

Unless he was gunning for you.

Me?

Name one person who
would want me dead.

Really? Ava Martinez?

Shouted it out in
court two months ago?

The barrios brothers were
caught plotting your murder

on a jail phone at, uh, Clinton
correctional last year. Uh...

All right, all
right, point taken.

So, permission to run 'em down?

As long as vangelis
doesn't find out.

Last thing I need is him
rubbing my nose in the fact

that I've got more
enemies than he does.

Understood.

Of course I hit those ladies.

They were looking at me funny.

But you look funny.
Should I hit you?

Why the hell did you Rob them?

They got money.

Who doesn't need money?

Thank god for the dumb ones.

Can't teach stupid. Sit down.

Reagan.

What?

Okay, I'm on my way.

Hey, process him. I got to go.

Need I even ask?

Hey, I got the call.
What's going on?

The detective said you
might know these kids.

Our deceased is daquan Jones.

Where's the girl? Witness?

She's up here.

All right, I got it from here.

Well, be careful.
She bites. I'm aware.

Trina.

I know.

I know, I wasn't supposed
to hang with my friends.

Are you okay?

Yeah, because I hid
when I saw Jayden.

What do you mean,
you saw Jayden?

Jayden's locked up. You
sure it wasn't someone else?

It was him.

I was coming to see
daquan, and then

Jayden walked over to
him, a-and he was yelling.

He-he was out of his
mind, so I stayed behind.

What did he want with daquan?

To know where I was.

And daquan wouldn't tell
him, so Jayden stabbed him!

And he ran away,
so I ran up to daquan,

and-and his legs were kicking,

and-and there was blood
coming out of his mouth.

And then he just died.

Trina, I'm so sorry.

You're not sorry!

You're not!

When I helped you,

you said Jayden
would go away forever.

So how is he out?

I don't know.

The steak's good.

Yeah, maybe even perfect.

Oh, Danny, you made it.

Yeah, mystery solved.

But I had help, I did have help.

Well, I'm afraid, uh,
there's something...

Else on the menu.

What's that? I think the name

Sonny malevsky is familiar
to everybody at this table.

Wish it weren't.

I thought we were never
gonna mention that name again.

May he rest in hell.

What about the son of a bitch?

Well, I met his
son the other day.

Goes by the name
of Mike mcphadden.

And?

And he's a cop at the 6-5.

How is that even possible?

Like, like, he weaseled his
way in under a different name?

Uh, yeah, there's a
discipline decision to be made,

but that's not why
I'm bringing it up.

Then why? To make
us lose our appetites?

No.

To ask you all
how you would feel

if you met him in a house or...

Out on the street
or anywhere else.

Well, I would feel just fine

right after I punch
him in the nose.

Yeah, but why?

Well... Why not?

He didn't murder Joe.

Well, the apple doesn't
fall far from the tree.

And that tree is poisoned.

And if he broke the rules,
he should be punished.

Francis has plenty
of leeway on any side

of any infraction.

You're defending this guy, pop?

I'm defending my son's
right to do as he sees fit.

Well, I just think that if
he wants to be a cop, fine.

Just be a cop
somewhere else, like Mars.

You know, you're being
really tough on a guy

that you never even met before.

I'm actually
surprised you're not.

Maybe 'cause I know
what it's like to be blamed

for something your
old man did. No offense.

You know what
that's like, too, Jamie.

I do. Well, god knows
I've caused you some grief

from time to time, Francis.

Nothing I couldn't handle, pop.

But we're not malevskys
or mcphaddens

or whatever it is
they call themselves.

No, we're not, we're reagans.

But Joe Reagan and
I had this conversation

a million times
ourselves. It's complicated.

Well, you ask us how we'd feel.

I just hope I never
run into the guy.

And you won't have to if
dad does the right thing

and fires him.

So?

So, thanks for
sharing your thoughts.

So, you gonna yell at me or not?

It's okay if we disagree
about this mcphadden guy.

Not him. Alison.

Pop, am I allowed
to care about you?

Of course you are.

Is it okay if I speak up

if I see something
I'm worried about?

She said you had been meddling.

Yeah, so that you
don't get run over

by the way the
world is these days.

Like I don't understand it?

Then enlighten me because
every time that I turn around,

something I thought
was solid turns to dust.

Or someone I like turns out
to be in it just for themselves.

I've been interviewed before.

Not for a while.
And not by someone

who's, who's under
pressure to drum up hit pieces

just to keep her job.

I think Alison is fine.

Yeah, until she edits it

and makes you
look like the bad guy.

More than that, why
risk an unforced error?

I have accomplished a
thing or two in my time.

And that legacy lives, pop.

In every person that sits
around that dinner table

and anyone who knows
the history of the NYPD.

But why risk that

for one extra minute in
the spotlight with someone

who might just
be out to tarnish it?

So keep my big mouth shut?

All I'm saying is, take a
look at some of her videos.

Get a sense what you're in for.

Who says I haven't?

Well, have you?

It's on my to-do list.

Well, move it to
the top, will you?

For me.

All right, knock it off.

I'm gonna put you back in cuffs.

How many days do I
got to stay here for?

As many as it takes to
get Jayden back in custody.

And some court let him out?

It was a clerical error
at an appeals hearing.

He got checked
off the wrong list

and never got back
on the corrections bus.

It sounds like
something you would do.

Aren't you ever
grateful for anything?

And sit down.

Sorry.

I catch an attitude
when I'm stressed.

Oh, only when
you're stressed, huh?

What does Jayden
even want with me?

The whole time I
was running his scams

and stealing jewels for him,
he barely knew my name.

Because you're the "snitching
bitch" that put him away.

That's what he told
your friend Sarah

before he stabbed
her 20 minutes ago.

Is she dead, too?
No, she'll survive.

But he also stole her phone.

That's Sarah's number.

How much you want
to bet it's Jayden?

Then I'm gonna tell that son... No,
you're not gonna tell him anything.

So answer the phone expecting
her, be surprised it's him.

Tell him you're glad
he's out and you need

30 minutes to call him back.

Yo, Sarah!

Oh... Jayden?

How you doing, son? You out?

How did you...? Okay.
None of my business, okay.

Um, I'm actually
at the deli right now.

Let me call you back
in, like, 30 minutes.

All right, all right, bye.

Good.

What now?

Now we'll get ready to pinpoint

where he is for your next call.

And then we put
him back behind bars.

Out of the office,
can't be good.

Please.

Do you know a cop

named Mike mcphadden,
out of the 6-5?

Doesn't ring a bell.

Well, it seems he changed his
last name before he signed up.

From?

Malevsky.

As in...?

Sonny malevsky was his father.

How is he one of us?

That's a different conversation.

So what's this one?

What I decide to do about it.

I got some options,
but I'd like your input.

My dad.

Your son.

There's an old idea that
the most fundamental divide

among us isn't between
who worships what god or...

Who salutes what flag.

It's between the
people... Who lost a child

and the people who haven't.

I can't begin to imagine
what that must be like.

Well, I'm pretty sure it's...

Just about the same
thing with a parent.

Even one you never got to meet.

Some ways, yeah.

Some ways... not.

Now here's this guy...

...whose father
blew apart our family,

and now he's wearing
the same blue we do.

I'm supposed to know
what you should do?

No, I'm just asking
for your thoughts.

Unabridged and unvarnished.

We're chained to this
thing together, you and I.

Okay.

Last question.

How much do you
miss being on the job?

Never crosses my mind.

Really?

Except ten times a day.

Well played, Mr. Reagan.

Thanks again for
everything, Henry.

It'll be online Friday.

Oh, when do I get
to give my notes?

You said you'd give
me a sneak peek.

Oh, uh, yeah.

Let me ask my editor
when you can drop by.

You also said we
could do it here,

that you'd show me yourself.

Then that's what we'll do.

You know what?

I don't need to give notes.

Except one.

When you talk to a cop,

make sure the first
question you ask

isn't "how many
people have you killed?"

Did I do that?

Day one.

Before the camera even rolled.

Also in other episodes
with other cops.

Oh.

Better question to ask...

...is "how many people
have you saved?"

And how many for you?

Who knows?

Maybe a bad guy killed less
people because I nailed him.

Maybe a drunk driver
didn't hit someone

because I pulled him over.

The point is to
ask the question.

Next time... I
sure hope you will.

What the heck is all of this?

Hey, didn't I tell
you to stay at home?

Yeah, except I hear abetemarco's
out running down your enemies,

so I've been sitting on
my ass doing nothing.

An abundance of caution.

Oh, come on, just admit
it, I was right all along.

You know what? I'm
actually happy you're here,

so I can say no to all this crap

you're thinking
we're gonna pay for.

I mean, nobu takeout?

A dozen massages?

You had me thinking
my life was in danger.

I was living it up a little.

Not on my dime.

You know, Erin, you play
a big game of hating me,

but in a different world

I get the feeling
we'd be friends.

Maybe more if the stars aligned.

The stars will burn out
before that ever happens.

Hi, Anthony.

You're on speakerphone.
I have vangelis here,

so feel free to bad-mouth
him all you want.

Yeah, i-I'm too busy
striking out on your list.

Like deke benchley.

Guy got out, bought a tire
shop at 115th and broad.

Says, uh, he turned
his life around in prison,

so you're the best thing
that's ever happened to him.

What was that?

Anthony?

Anthony, are you okay?

I-I don't, I don't even work
with that crew anymore.

I don't talk to daquan and
them. But how did you get out?

System finally realized I was

an innocent victim of an unjust
prosecution. You ping him yet?

Yeah, but it's jumping

all over the place.
How I don't know.

Yo, trin, are you there?
Tell him you do want

to meet him in about 30 minutes
somewhere in central park.

Hey, Jayden.

Um, sorry, the
reception is so wack, uh...

I want to see you. I'm uptown
right now, so maybe, like,

central park, by that
boathouse thing?

Nah, I can't do
the city, baby girl.

Meet me in red hook.
Remember that spot

we took them dudes
rolling dice that time? No,

I can't do bk. I can
only... He hung up.

All right.

Thank you.

Where's he talking
about in red hook?

Halleck and grand street.

I can distract him, y'all
can come up from behind,

put a couple caps in
that ass, you know...

We're not putting a
cap in anyone's ass,

and you're not going anywhere.

Come on, you need me there.

No, I need you here. Safe.

Fine.

Thanks.

Can I go to the bathroom?

No. I got a small bladder, yo.

Fine!

Walker.

Can you escort trina
to the ladies' room

and bring her back and
cuff her to that couch?

Yeah, come on, kid. Thanks.

Should we find a female decoy?

We could try, but
on such short notice,

I don't know if we're gonna
find anyone who could...

Someone grab her.

Hey. What happened?

She got my gun.

Where the hell is she?

She took off running. You okay?

Downstairs exit's open.

Where would she go?

To get herself killed.

Anthony.

Amazing how fast I can move

when someone's trying
to run me over, huh?

That car was aiming for you?

Jack mantunas.

I collared him years before
I came to work for you.

When I pulled
him out of the car,

he admitted to hiring
the shooter, too.

Why, 'cause you sent him away?

'Cause his wife Deb divorced
him when he was up north.

I remember her. Believe
me... Guy's better off.

But you're okay?

Well, finding out I
outrank you and vangelis

on the list of
Manhattan's most hated?

It's quite an Honor.

Wait, he was the
target this whole time?

What are you...?

I was worried about abetemarco.

Come on, this guy... Yeah,

also, I cast aspersions on
you that weren't warranted,

so I apologize.

Let me take you
both to dinner tonight.

Bamonte's got truffles in.

All you can eat. It's on me.

You just don't give up, do you?

Well, the good guys never do.

Ay.

Little trina, in the flesh.

I was starting to think
you weren't gonna show.

And miss my chance to do this?

Easy, little mama.
Why you bugging?

'Cause you stabbed my friends.

It ain't nothing compared
to what you got coming.

You got to pull the
trigger to kill me, snitch.

Don't you even know
how to use that thing?

Police!

Don't move.

I think I like my chances.

I like our chances a lot better.

Drop the knife.

I said drop it now!

Just wanted to talk to her, man.

You got him?

Yep.

Put that down, kiddo.

Come on. Finger off the trigger.

Hey. Come on.

Come on.

I got you.

It's okay.

I'm not saying

it's perfect, because
no human institution is.

God's crooked timber and all.

But which would you rather
have knocking on your door,

an imperfect cop
or a perfect criminal?

That was great.

And fair?

Plenty.

Well, I have to admit, I
probably came into this

with a less than
admirable agenda.

So I stayed up all
night and recut it.

What changed your mind?

Someone gave me a note
about dealing with the police,

that you have to
take a harder look

at the person behind the badge.

Shield. I told you,
it's called a shield.

Not that I gave her a note.

I'm just the on-air talent.

Ah. Speaking of
talented reagans,

Jamie, I would love
to get you on camera

talking about what
it's like to be a cop

and the son of two
police commissioners.

And upstage this guy?

Keep dreaming, kid.

Well, if you change your
mind, you got my number.

Okay.

Trina, you'll be lodged
back into the juvenile facility

and see a judge in the morning.

So, no more help from you guys?

Wish we could look the
other way on this, but...

You're on your own, kid.

It ain't no thing.

Some good people I know
been showing me how it goes.

Good.

Bye, trina.

Goodbye, detective baez.

You, too, dick... Tracy.

And I'm really
sorry for all of it.

I'm sorry, too.

So, how long you
think until she calls you?

A week?

Sir?

Thank you, baker.

You wanted to see
me, commissioner?

Yes, I do.

I want to introduce
you to someone.

Officer Mike mcphadden,
detective Joe hill.

Joe is named after his father.

Joe Reagan.

I've seen pictures of your dad.

You look just like him.

How old were you?

Fourteen.

So, a few years younger.

But I never met him.

I was raised by my mom.

Same here.

And a whole bunch of
kin on the mcphadden side.

I didn't meet the rest of
mine until a few years ago.

It's been a trip.

Aren't all families?

Must have been
really hard for you,

growing up with
that inheritance.

Likewise for you, I bet.

The job lets me
connect to my dad.

The job lets me pay back
something for what he did.

Unless I'm here to
turn in my shield, sir.

You will be disciplined.

But you certainly
won't be terminated.

Thank you, commissioner.

Second that.

Good.

Get back to work, both of you.

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