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Mrs. Davis?

Uh, yes.

Detective Reagan.

I understand you had an incident with your ex-husband?

Warren and I are separated.

I served him with divorce papers this morning.

Okay. So what happened?

Uh, he came over, um, screaming, crying.

I probably shouldn't have let him in,

but I thought I could reason with him.

Did he put his hands on you?

No. No, no, um...

he'd ever let me tear our family apart.

I see.

You didn't have to call the police, Mom.

Doesn't give him the right to threaten you guys.

I gotta go.

It's gotta be tough on him.

It is.

I wish it didn't have to be this way.

Yeah, I understand. Um, I also understand

that, uh, Children's Services assigned

an investigative consultant to your case, is that right?

Uh, yes.

He's been incredibly supportive.

Um...

This is him now.

Morning, Detective.

Hey, that fits the description

of the vehicle wanted in connection

with the double homicide in the Bronx last night.

Good eye. Run the plate.

Brandon Phelps.

Registration expired two months ago.

Let's go.

Registration's expired, Brandon.

So write me a ticket and let me get out of here.

Do me a favor, lower this rear window.

Now put your hands back on the wheel, please.

What've we got here, Brandon?

- No idea what that is. - We're gonna need

to search the vehicle.

Step out of the car.

Now.

Let's go.

Put your hands on the car.

.38 caliber revolver.

What was the caliber gun used in those shootings last night?

.38... Put your hands behind your back.

- What a coincidence. - I didn't shoot nobody.

Guess we'll find out.

Good eye, Janko.

Real good eye.

Let's go.

Okay. How did it start?

As a typical noise complaint.

Restaurant manager said he asked the group in question

to quiet down repeatedly before calling 911.

And there were calls from the neighbors

about what had spilled out onto the sidewalk.

So a pretty rowdy group

that was really getting out of hand.

But also chock-full of FDNY brass.

Responding officers did not have that information.

And when did our guys ascertain that information?

No way to know that, specifically.

Maybe when they pulled up and clocked the FDNY badges

and plates on the vehicles in front of the restaurant?

Could be.

Was exactly.

Point being, our guys did not arrive on the scene

with any intent other than to quell the disturbance.

Yet, somehow,

they managed to arrest Stan Rourke.

Well, yeah.

Yeah, well, that's pretty resourceful,

I'll give us that.

Turning a noise complaint about a retirement racket

into collaring the FDNY commissioner.

Boss, all the eyewitnesses said the exact same thing.

Our guy was appealing to Commissioner Rourke

who responded by laying hands on our guy.

Watch out, Sid, there's an elephant in the room.

"Our" guys, "their" guys.

This has been going on as long as I've been a cop.

Again, boss, our guys didn't start this.

No, but it just might be

our guys poured gasoline on it.

A.D.A. Erin Reagan.

Thanks so much for coming up.

Pleasure meeting you, Mr. Mayor.

Mayor-elect.

Mr. Mayor-elect.

How about just Peter?

Peter.

Please.

So, congratulations.

Yeah, thanks.

I liked a lot of what you had to say on the campaign.

Some of which was true...

and some of which was a combination

of pandering and wishful thinking.

And which was which?

Doesn't matter, I got the job.

So now all of it has to be true.

Right.

Which is why I've asked you up.

Gulp.

Nah. It's all good.

I don't like your boss's bent.

I didn't know my boss had a bent.

He thinks accused criminals

and their victims both have equal rights.

They don't have equal rights.

They are both protected under the law.

Yes, and rightly so.

But he gets lost in the weeds.

I don't think your office has the trust that it should.

- The people's trust? - That's our customer.

That's who we serve.

Well, we serve the law, actually.

That, too.

But don't forget the customer.

I'd like to support your run for Manhattan district attorney.

I... I don't have a run.

You do now, if you want.

With the mayor's backing.

The mayor-elect.

In a month and a half, mayor.

By a landslide.

You're gonna get a call from Sam Terhune.

He's been with me since day one.

Have the coffee, hear him out, share your concerns.

Well, my first concern is that I am loyal to my office,

and you're asking me to...

Stay loyal to your office.

Mr. Chatwal is not the office.

He's just the guy sitting in it for now.

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I didn't even know you were working with Child Services, Gramps.

Their high-risk caseload's gone through the roof.

Well, it's pretty smart of ACS

to reach out to retired cops, I'll say that much.

Well, they need the help, I got the time.

Right. So, this Davis guy, you met him?

Does he pose any threat to his wife and kid?

Warren's a decent guy.

Decent guy?

He just did eight months in state prison.

- He ran a nursing home in Queens. - Uh-huh.

- He got hooked on pain meds, - Mm-hmm.

And then he started stealing the pills from the residents.

Not for nothing, that doesn't exactly sound like a decent guy.

He made a mistake, he paid for it.

Now he's fighting to keep his family alive.

Sounds like that ship already sailed.

You know where I can find him?

Yeah. Warren's parole officer got him a job in a drug rehab.

Great. Give me the address,

and I'll drop you off at home on my way to see him.

Fat chance.

I'm working this case same as you.

Okay.

Hey.

So I go to this joker's apartment.

Turns out he's not just dating the victim,

he's dating her sister, too.

Uh-huh.

And the sister, oh, she's got a full-face tattoo

of the Pope and Mother Teresa riding a Harley.

Yeah. Got it.

You haven't heard a word I said.

What's going on with you?

Just...

I met with Mayor-elect Chase this morning.

He wants to support me in a run for the D.A.'s office.

- Shut the front door. - I know.

And what'd you tell him?

Well, I didn't say much of anything.

- Well, including "no"? - I listened, mostly.

- Yeah, but no "no. - "There are a hundred reasons

why this is a bad idea.

Yeah. And one good one.

'Cause you'd be a kick-ass D.A.

Thank you.

But if I put my hat in the ring,

this whole office will go upside down.

The boss is gonna come after you with both barrels.

Well, I can handle him. Problem is,

he's gonna force everyone in the building to choose sides.

Yeah, well, you have a hell of a lot more friends

around here than he does.

But do I have what it takes to beat him?

Only one way to find out.

Yeah. The hard way.

Hey. Nice work out there this morning.

- Thanks, Sarge. - Oh, thanks. That gun

you got out of that car looks good for the murder weapon

used in that double homicide up in the Bronx.

- That's great news. - Phelps gets charged

for the murders, could be a commendation in it

for both of you.

Just happy to take a mutt like that off the street.

- Hey. - Huh?

What?

Nothing.

Something.

We got a bad guy.

What could be the matter?

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You're gonna pay for this, you son of a bitch.

No, I'm not.

Your guys targeted my racket to bust our balls!

They responded to a noise complaint.

Instead of dialing it down, you chose to get belligerent.

That's not how it went down.

That's exactly how it went down.

Oh, you can't whitewash this, Frank... my guys have

the whole thing on their phones, you know.

Yeah, I saw 'em. You laid hands on my cop.

I stuck my finger in his chest.

You jabbed your finger in his chest repeatedly.

- To make a point! - They had every right to haul you in.

Because you license your guys to harass us.

- The hell I do. - Oh, come on, Frank,

your guys stick it to my guys every chance they get.

NYPD can't stand that we get all the glory.

Oh, while we grind it out and do our job.

Your guys targeted me.

That's the fact.

My guys responded by the book.

That's... the fact.

I am the commissioner of the FDNY.

Which is why you weren't cuffed when we hauled you in here.

Cut the crap, Stan.

Summons for harassment.

You're free to go.

You haven't heard the last of this, Frank.

You were supposed to call me before reaching out to Karen.

I know. It's just the, uh...

divorce papers, uh,

they caught me off guard.

Doesn't give you a right to threaten your family.

You're right. I lost my head.

- You staying clean? - Absolutely.

Warren's P.O. says he's been the model parolee.

Well, I'm sure his soon-to-be ex-wife would say different.

Well, I put Karen through a lot.

I don't blame her if she gives up on me.

So why the meltdown today?

Look...

I can live with losing my marriage,

but not my son... he means everything to me.

You gonna tell my parole officer?

What do you think?

No one got hurt.

Fine.

I won't tell him this time.

But no more shenanigans.

You've got my word.

Thank you.

- What was that? - What was what?

You guys were acting all chummy.

You acted like more of a social worker than a cop.

I'm not here as a cop. My job is to get

the best possible outcome for this family.

Well, my job is to enforce the law.

You've gone over that arrest report

a dozen times.

Troy asks the suspect to lower the rear window,

and there was a single vial right there on the seat.

So?

No drugs on him or anywhere else in the car.

Again, so?

So it's pretty convenient.

Drug dealers have been known to carry drugs, Jamie.

In plain view on the back seat?

So he was careless.

And we did find a gun that killed two people.

So there's that.

When Troy reached in the car, he turned so that his body camera

faced away from the vehicle.

Are you sure you didn't see anything?

I saw Troy reaching in the back and pulling out a vial,

and that gave us cause to search a vehicle

that had a gun under the seat

that was used in a double homicide.

That's all you saw?

With these two eyes, yes.

Okay, pretend it's two years ago.

You and I are still riding together as partners,

both of us on that scene.

What else might one of us have noticed?

If Troy played fast and loose with this,

- it's gonna come out. - How?

Because if I can't get to the bottom of it,

I have to make a phone call.

Wha... Whoa, you're gonna call IAB?

If I suspect a collar is bad, Eddie,

it is my job to call IAB.

Even if it lets a perp walk?

And jams me up in the process?

- You'll be just fine. - And so will the perp.

Fine and dandy out on the street.

I can't look the other way on this.

You are not going to take him, okay?

- Calm down, for God's sake. - I did everything

- I was supposed to do! - Calm down, Warren.

- Hey! Hey, hey! Settle down! - Why are you doing this?

Settle down!

- Shut your mouth and settle down. - Danny...

- Please... - What the hell is going on here?

Karen got a job offer in L.A.

She told Andrew, who texted his dad.

I'm sorry, Warren.

I didn't want you to find out like this.

You're not taking my son!

Hey! Hey!

- Dad! Please! Don't hurt him. - It's okay. Nobody's gonna hurt him.

- Let me talk to him. - No, no.

We're done talking. Get him out of here.

Get him out of here. Come on.

It's okay, Andy. It's okay.

- Go. - It's okay.

It's okay, Andy. It's okay, Andy.

I gave you a break,

but you just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you?

I needed to talk to Karen.

You call that talking?

Look, you have to put yourself in my place.

She's trying to drag my son across the country.

Well, even if a judge allows that, you-you get yourself a lawyer,

you work out a custody situation that you can live with.

I'm a convicted felon.

What kind of custody deal am I gonna get?

I don't know. But that's the least of your worries now.

Do you think they're gonna send me back to jail?

Well, you sure as hell would deserve it.

What's going on?

Got Warren's desk appearance ticket.

That mutt deserves to stay locked up

until his parole violation hearing.

- Disagree. - He's an ex-con

with a drug problem who threatened his family, and now

he just bought himself an order of protection.

He screwed up.

Now he's trying to set things right.

Okay, but you can't go ballistic every time you get a bad break.

Look who's talking.

This guy is not a perp.

He's trying to save his family.

Cut him loose.

You take one step out of line, I'm gonna be there,

and I'm gonna bust your ass!

Thank you.

The arresting officer, Bruce Zarrelli,

is an 11-year veteran

with a clean and solid record.

There you go.

Except for being named in a complaint

a couple of years back in a brawl

between NYPD officers and firefighters

that broke out in the emergency room

where they were being treated at St. Luke's.

What are the chances?

- Of what? - Well,

another run-in with the FDNY out of 35,000 cops?

Zarrelli also coaches youth hockey

for the Police Sports League's program.

He gives back. See?

And?

And plays as a defense man for the NYPD's hockey squad.

And?

In three of the last five

NYPD-versus-FDNY annual hockey games,

he's been ejected for misconduct.

For fighting.

It's hockey; it's a contact sport.

This supports Rourke's claim that he was singled out.

Rourke laid on hands, not our guy.

The collar was solid.

That's not how it's gonna read in the papers.

Any way you slice it, Rourke still messed up.

Any way you slice it, so did we.

Mayor Chase and I only met yesterday.

He thought it went well.

He gave a review?

You confirmed his opinion of you

based on our research, that's all.

- Oh. - If it seems like he flies

- by the seat of his pants, he doesn't. - No, I...

He just finds it useful to give that impression.

I haven't made a decision.

It's been a day. I'd hope not.

Right.

So why am I here?

Because Peter Chase thinks you'd make a great D.A.,

and I've been in the room since day one.

- What is day one, by the way? - First store he opened.

While he was cutting the ribbon out front,

I was out back still duking it out with the Teamsters boss.

And your research on me, what does it say?

Top of the waves?

A lot of positives with one big unknown.

What is that?

Do you want it and how badly.

I don't know that yet.

I knew that from the moment we shook hands.

Do you have any advice for me?

What kind?

- What kinds are there? - It boils down

to what you want to hear and what you need to hear.

Okay.

What I need to hear.

I'm a car guy.

Family and friends, they come to me when it's that time.

One thing I always tell them...

Okay?

Never buy the first year of a new model's production.

Wait at least until the second cycle.

I've got a car I like.

Exactly.

You've got a good job and one you excel in.

Peter Chase as mayor is still a month and a half

from the showroom floor.

You'd be buying into something

no one's had the chance to even drive around the block.

You're in early.

Got a call from IAB.

I figured you would.

They're investigating the Phelps collar.

I'm getting called in.

Like I said, just tell the truth.

The truth is

that a really bad guy's off the streets.

But that's the result, Eddie.

The question is how it went down.

I don't want to jam anybody up.

I get that. But if the evidence

that allowed Troy to search that car was planted...

I don't know that it was, and neither do you.

You don't know, but you have doubts.

What I have is my partner's back.

Just like I had yours.

The difference is I never crossed the line.

- Kenneth Troy is a good cop. - Even good cops screw up.

So we're just gonna let him hang out to dry?

If Troy broke the law, then he needs to answer for that,

same as the alleged shooter that you collared.

Well, no, it's not the same.

Phelps is a murderer.

And Troy has given his life to this department.

You're right. It's not the same.

Troy's worse.

Well, how do you figure that?

Because he took an oath.

Because when you put on the uniform, you ask the public

to entrust you with upholding the law,

so you should know better.

The same goes for anyone who covers for him.

Detective Reagan, what are you doing here?

I could ask you the same thing.

You do realize you're in violation

of the order of protection, correct?

No, no, no. I got a message from Karen at work,

and she asked me to come over.

I'm sure she did.

I'm serious. You got to believe me.

Doesn't matter what I believe.

You're under arrest. Let's go.

Hands against the car.

- What are you...? - Just go.

Right now!

Turn around.

Stay right here.

Let me guess. You just happened to be in the neighborhood?

Warren texted me, said Karen wanted to meet.

I called Karen, she knew nothing about it.

Yeah, sounds like your boy made it up.

Or someone sent a fake message

so he'd violate his order of protection.

Well, that sounds like something

you'd probably do back in your glory days.

More than once.

But setting people up is the kind of thing

you can get busted for.

Is that a threat?

You take him in based on a fixed setup?

It's a promise.

Okay.

But if he kills his wife, it's on you.

Get the hell out of here. Now!

Stay away.

When?

About an hour and a half ago.

Apparently, both our guys and their guys started jawboning

at each other, but the bosses on scene got ahold

before anything physical started.

And we can assume that the cell phones were out

and that the jawboning'll be all bleeps on the 5:00 news.

I got nothing but bleeps for this right now.

But they were able

to secure the scene together without any real incident?

- Yes. - Yeah. This time.

Look, walk down the street,

and ask anyone the name of the police commissioner

and the fire commissioner, what do you get?

"Frank Reagan,"

and, "I don't know."

Exactly. Look, I'd have a chip

on my shoulder, too, if I was "Commissioner I Don't Know."

- So would any of you. - So what?

Well, Lieutenant, we are going

to do something about this thing with our guys and their guys

before it spills out onto the street.

- Okay, but what about our guy? - Our hockey player?

Yeah. We gonna just let him hang out to dry?

This tradition...

I know the rank and file likes to play it on both sides...

but I got nothing for it.

So... what?

We ask him to take one for the team.

You've been interviewed with IAB before.

Yeah, but not with my partner's career on the line.

You should be worried about your own career here.

I have you to thank for that.

I did my job, Eddie.

And it could cost me mine.

IAB is looking at Troy, not you.

- Like that matters. - Of course it matters.

Really? I tell IAB the truth... I didn't see anything...

and Troy still goes down, I come out smelling like a rat.

Maybe to a few knuckleheads.

Troy has been in that precinct for 12 years, Jamie.

If he loses his shield, they're gonna blame that on me.

I did not create the situation, Eddie.

I did not plant that evidence.

You just called IAB.

Hey.

Hey.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, just... work stuff.

Work stuff about you running for D.A.?

How did you find out?

Hey, I know guys who know guys.

I thought it was supposed to be confidential.

Well, by normal standards, it is,

but one guy knew one other guy who knew.

I wanted to come to you with it right away.

But you didn't.

I just felt like it was a decision

I should make on my own.

And I respect that.

I've wanted this my whole life.

Actually, you wanted to be a jockey

till you were nine years old.

Well, I was already five-seven by then.

And allergic to horses.

Okay, I have wanted this my entire adult life.

And it's past time that Manhattan has a female D.A.

Well, I think you'd make a great one.

Nothing to do with gender.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Something to think about.

It is definitely gonna turn up the heat around here.

I thought you and I have done a good job

checking our guns at the door since I became bureau chief.

Yes,

but there is the rest of the family.

What do you mean?

Well, they've lived in the public eye

for as long as I can remember,

but you choose to stand

for public office.

The scrutiny will go through the roof. I know.

Look, it's your decision,

as it should be.

We'll support what you do.

Wow.

- District attorney. - Oh! All right, Erin.

- Look at you. - I appreciate the support,

but I haven't made a decision yet.

Well, what the heck are you waiting for?

- It's a job you were born to do. - Yeah.

Be nice to have a friend to cops in that office.

For once.

It's a complicated decision for all of us.

What do you mean, all of us?

Well...

a lot of hard questions get asked,

and the answers get checked and double-checked.

Folks sticking their noses where they don't belong.

And nothing's out of bounds, and I mean nothing.

Yeah, but we've all dealt with the press before.

It's not the press. They're at least visible.

It's the opposition research,

stuff on any and all of us

that can just surface out of nowhere.

So, you're telling me that the Russians

are gonna be making stuff up about me online?

I doubt it, but before I make a decision,

I would like to know that you guys are all on board.

- 100%. - Yeah. Yeah.

- Of course. - Yeah.

- On board. - And if there's

anything I should know,

anything that could raise a red flag,

now would be the time.

You mean like my dad being a convicted felon?

Well, that's already out in the open.

Could it hurt you?

I doubt it.

And that's on him, not on you.

- Yeah. - I got accused of roughing up a clown

who doused some cops with water, which made all the news.

Well, that guy only got half of what he had coming to him.

And again, it's known.

Yeah.

Cat got your tongue?

I'm thinking.

This may take a while.

Well, you all know

I may have stepped on the line once or twice in my career.

And Dillinger robbed a bank one or two times.

Hey, I'll stack Danny's record

against any detective on the job.

- Thank you, Dad. - Mm.

And I have a clear conscience about it,

so I say you should go for it.

Grandpa, anything I should know?

I'll take the Fifth.

- Hmm. - Oh.

Does a fake I.D. count?

What?

I think you're okay.

Hopefully, yours is better than your dad's.

- What? - Oh.

Yeah. What was the name on that thing?

"Marion Morrison."

Marion?

Seriously?

It's John Wayne's name in real life.

Who?

That's sad.

And if those are the only

skeletons in the closet, you know what?

I'd say you're good to go.

Yeah.

- Yes. - Good to go.

- Do it. - Thank you, everyone.

Pass the potatoes, Marion.

Well, Gramps,

I sure hope your boy Davis is behaving himself.

I'll take his behavior over yours.

Wait for me in the car.

Do you mind telling me what happened to Henry Reagan?

'Cause this bleeding heart I've been riding

around with the last few days... I have no idea who he is.

Domestic violence cases are loaded with landmines.

Uh-huh.

You got to walk softly.

Well, I know that, Gramps.

That's exactly my point.

You know, this isn't my first rodeo.

Problem is, you're acting like the bull and not the rider.

But if this guy Davis goes off on his wife,

he could do serious damage.

He's never hurt anyone in his life.

But if he goes back to jail,

it'll do some real damage to his son.

Well, I think he should have thought about that

before he became a junkie.

Look, Gramps, I became a cop in the first place because of you

and the stories you told about the old days

when cops didn't look over their shoulders,

and they did what they had to do.

Watching you work this case makes me wish

I'd kept those stories to myself.

Well, if that's how you feel,

I'll ride solo on the Davis case from here on in.

- I'll do the same. - Good.

Detective Reagan?

This is all my fault.

What-what happened? What's your fault?

I went to pick up Andrew from soccer practice,

and his coach said that Warren had already taken him.

- Taken him where? - I don't know.

And I've been calling their cell phones,

and neither one of them is picking up.

Well, didn't the teachers know about the order of protection?

Well, with everything going on, I didn't have a chance.

I can't believe this is happening.

Wait a minute. Wait. It's not your fault, okay?

What I need you to do is take a breath.

All right? I'm gonna have this officer take your complaint.

I promise you I'll find him.

- Go ahead. - Right this way.

You heard?

- Yeah. - You know,

if he was locked up like I wanted him to be,

this would never have happened.

And he wouldn't keep acting like a perp

if you didn't keep treating him like one.

So you're saying this is my fault?

What I'm saying is this guy is not who you think he is.

I don't give a damn who he is.

I got to go find this guy

a-and the son that he just kidnapped!

- I know where they are. - You...

Well, do you plan on telling me?

Oh, I thought we were going solo.

Oh, my God, Gramps.

You drive.

Gladly.

Ever go as Beyoncé for Halloween?

Black face.

Uh, no.

Run around topless

at Burning Man? Anything like that?

No, I like to wear clothes in public.

It's kind of my thing.

Your ex-husband have any beefs he's been waiting to air?

We've aired them all, so no.

Daughter Nicky, any skeletons?

- Not that I know of. - This is all about

what you do know of.

You can't prevent surprises.

You can only anticipate them.

Right.

A run for anything these days is like a daily colonoscopy.

But the model I made from researching you

is the best kind.

Between your personal conduct

and the record of service in your family,

there are offsets for almost any situation that could rear up.

That's good.

Depends on what you're looking for.

What does that mean?

Means if you're looking at the scrutiny

as an excuse not to pursue the office,

the scrutiny ain't much of one.

Who said I was looking for an excuse?

Isn't that what you're doing here?

You wanted to see me, Sarge?

Yeah.

How you holding up?

You mean the IAB dog and pony?

- Yeah. - Yeah. It's no problem.

How long you been on the job now?

19 years.

That's a damn good run.

You should be proud.

Thank you, sir.

Some guys,

they don't know when to hang it up.

You don't seem like that kind of guy.

I guess.

The job takes its toll.

I've heard of seasoned cops throwing procedure

out the window to take down a perp.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, and jamming up their partners in the process.

Look, I... I don't know what Janko told you,

but I didn't do anything wrong.

Janko didn't tell me anything.

She didn't need to.

A cadet could look at that collar and know something

- wasn't right. - Yeah, but IAB's

- still got to prove it, right? - And if they do,

your partner catches the blame.

Sarge, chances are Phelps killed two people.

Mm-hmm.

Probably more before that.

Now he's off the street.

Which doesn't justify what you did.

And IAB's gonna take your shield for it.

But there's a way out.

What is that?

You put your papers in. Today.

No way. No way.

- I'm not quitting. - Suit yourself.

But if you go down for this, they'll take your pension.

You walk on your own, you can keep it.

And your reputation.

All right, can I have some time to think about this?

You got the time it takes to get to that door.

All right, I'll...

put my papers in by the end of the day.

Those the two you're looking for?

Yeah, that's them.

How'd you know he'd bring him here?

Warren told me that the best memory he had of his old man

was coming to the Garden

and he was sorry that he never brought Andrew.

Guess you were right about all that touchy-feely stuff.

Go figure.

You want me to pull 'em from their seats?

You're the cop.

Nah.

Let 'em enjoy the game.

I'll call the mom and let her know the kid's okay.

But do you think you could score us a couple of seats

so we can keep an eye on 'em?

- No problem. - Thanks.

Sometimes there is no bad guy.

I should've listened to you.

I'm... sorry I didn't.

Talk's cheap.

Two dogs,

fries and a beer, right?

Don't forget the Red Vines.

Right.

Hey.

Hey yourself.

Troy put in his papers today.

Yeah. So I hear.

Lets me off the hook in a big way.

Yeah, you caught a nice break.

How'd you do it?

What are you talking about?

I just laid out the facts.

Troy made his own decision.

And likely saved my career in the process.

Thanks to you.

Yeah, well, I put you in the fire,

so least I could do was pull you back out.

Mm. It was a tough situation all around.

99 times out of 100,

I go by the book.

- I make that call to IAB. - I know.

Well, but the trouble is you're the one time that I shouldn't.

You did what you thought was right.

Yeah, but that's not good enough. Not when it comes to you.

I messed up.

I'm sorry.

In the end,

you had my back, like you always do.

We knew working together was not gonna be easy.

Yeah, but family comes first.

You come first.

I never doubted that.

Um, I-I have...

Hi.

I really was in the neighborhood.

Had a meeting with the D.A.

How'd that go?

Oh, I don't think he likes me.

What makes you say that?

He did that thing they do

where they compare an entrepreneur in elected office

to calling an auto mechanic to do your hip replacement.

You know, I'm not a professional politician.

- He said that? - In so many words.

So, not in those words... just close enough that you could bend it that way?

Mm.

My wife Vanessa and our boys, Gavin and Julian.

Beautiful family.

Second wife.

Married 15 years.

Made all my mistakes first time around.

And you're telling me that why?

My interest in you

is purely collegial and will never be anything but.

It's important, in this climate,

to get that out in the open.

Plus, it's the truth.

I believe you.

Good. You should.

I don't have a decision.

I don't have a deadline.

I'm gonna wait until after you're sworn in.

If I did have a deadline,

that would be past it.

Are either of the other two prosecutors

that you've approached aware that you're playing the field?

That hasn't come up in any of my conversations,

including the one I had with you.

How do you know?

I know guys who know guys.

Course you do.

So let's be really clear.

I like you for this,

and I'm guessing you've rehearsed

a D.A.'s version of an Oscar acceptance speech

in front of a mirror more than once.

The people I believe in,

I don't pave the way.

I throw as many obstacles as I can in the way,

see if they got what I think they do.

Understood.

See you.

I hope.

Uh, I'd like to thank everyone for coming out.

Always happy to celebrate my birthday

with my fellow FDNY brothers

and sisters.

Let's hope the judge goes easy on me.

Sláinte mhaith.

Sláinte mhaith.

Oh, boy, look who just walked in.

Oh, it's that guy.

What does he want?

Sorry to crash your party.

Sorry to say I'm getting used to it.

This is Officer Bruce Zarrelli.

Yeah. We've met.

Officer?

Commissioner Rourke,

I overreacted the other night,

and I'm sorry.

Please accept my apologies.

The D.A.'s dropping the harassment charges.

You can ignore the summons.

You had a hand in that?

It was the right call.

I'm sorry you felt disrespected by my people.

I should've kept my cool.

Happy birthday.

Should I get the Bomb Squad to open this?

Commissioner's courtesy card, with his cell phone number.

If you need him, give him a call.

Anytime.

Thank you, Frank.

You're welcome.

Just don't share it

with all these guys.

I don't want to get woken up ten times a night.

Okay.