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Why don't you just reset that thing?

Why? We wake up every
morning before it anyway.

If you keep staying over, we're just...

we're not even gonna
need it anymore, right?

I know. I'm a total distraction.

I mean, you hardly have time to shave,

shower in the morning.

Who needs to shave? I
think I'd rock a mustache.

- Really?
- Totally rock it.

Okay, well, you know what?

You're your own person. That's fine.

But wait till after
the commissioner's gala.

- Are you going to that?
- No, no.

- Oh, yes, you are. You're going to that.
- We are.

Well, let me guess... you bought a dress?

Of course I bought a dress.

But it's what I bought for underneath

that you're gonna want to see.

That reminds me of something.

What?

- Got something for you.
- Oh, yeah?

Hmm. What's that?

- What is that?
- That's a key.

That's the key to my heart.

It also happens to open the front door.

No thanks.

I mean, next you're gonna be asking me

to do your laundry and feed the cats.

I just thought it would
be, uh, more convenient.

Well, convenience is
boring, and I am not boring.

I am a stallion, and I cannot be tamed.

Stallions are boys. Well,
whatever. You know what I mean.

I'm getting us coffee.

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Nick. Which color do you like?

Oh, no. I'm not doing this again.

No, no, no. It's a
really important decision.

Yes, and it has nothing to do with me.

You should ask Dov.

I... I can't tell Dov what
my dress is gonna look like.

It's a thing.

Yes, it is a thing... a wedding thing.

Gala's a work function.

Don't do that.

Don't call it a "work function," okay?

It's taking all the magic out of it.

You don't get it.

You guys have nothing to worry about

except what color your tie is.

We've got the dress, hair, jewelry, shoes.

Shoes!

I can't believe I forgot about the shoes.

I have to build the
outfit from the shoes up.

Okay, now what color are
gonna make my feet look small,

but not in, like,

a "you have really small,
creepy feet" kind of way.

Nick.

Color?

- Red?
- Yep.

I look amazing in red. See?

I knew you were gonna help.

Okay, I got one more thing.

I've noticed that not everybody has picked
up their tickets for the gala this Friday.

Okay, I'm going to remind you
attendance is not mandatory,

which passive-aggressively
means that I fully expect

to see each and every one
of you there, all right?

If not to witness my snappy new suit

that totally makes my eyes pop, okay?

- Excited.
- I know. I am.

You have to see it to believe it.

Get there. Okay, that's it. Get out.

- Sir.
- Yeah.

What is Duncan doing back here?

Moore had his gun returned to him today,

- so he's officially back on active duty.
- Yeah.

Uh, he showed up in my office this morning

and wanted to bury the hatchet.

And bury the hatchet...

I'm not even sure that
you can say that anymore.

- I feel that you can't.
- I mean, I don't know, but...

regardless, he requested
to ride with you today.

No.

What? Does he forget
everything that just happened?

- You know, the backstabbing ...
- No. I know.

Like it or not, he is here.

He's on this platoon,

so you're gonna have to figure
it out with him eventually.

- Well, then, fine. I will... eventually.
- Cool.

I'll take him.

You'll ride with him?

Yeah, why not?

I just won't turn my back
or try anything too police-y.

It'll be like adventures in babysitting.

Done.

Thank you. I owe you one.

Oh, don't thank me yet.

I'm supposed to ride with Price.

Eight hours of hearing her talk

about her dress for this
commissioner's thing,

you might wish you were
stabbed in the back...

In the neck... in the face.

Gail.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I've got a problem with a case.

It's one you worked a few months ago.

You filed a report that's
full of inconsistencies.

Can we talk somewhere privately?

How about in here?

I didn't work this case.
I don't even recognize...

Okay.

Wait... can he see us?

He wishes.

What the... what the hell is going on?

I miss you.

What about your somebody else?

We broke up.

She said I wasn't over my ex.

Mm.

Wait, wait, wait. My God. Wait.

Okay, I know. I mean,
we... we've got to talk,

and can we talk tonight?

I will make you dinner,

and I've got this
incredible bottle of barolo.

I can't tonight 'cause I have a thing.

Oh.

Yeah. Yeah. But maybe tomorrow.

Okay. Let's do tomorrow.

I should get back to work anyways.

McNally didn't want to ride with me, huh?

Is that a surprise to you?

No, I guess not.

We got water under the bridge. I get it.

Yeah, you kind of lit that bridge on fire.

Hey, it wasn't all me, okay?

And besides, I know I'm
not the only one at 15

that she got on the wrong side of.

Oh, yeah, what's that supposed to mean?

I heard things, you know,

about you and her and how she
dropped you like a hot rock

when Detective Swarek got shot.

Well, that's not quite how it happened.

- Okay, so what happened?
- Duncan, stop talking.

Okay.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

You're a liar.

Okay...

Look, uh, I can sense that
you're stressed about something.

- I can see it, okay?
- Oh, really?

I have an eye for these things
right here and right here.

Sam gave me a key to his
apartment this morning.

Shut... up.

That's like practically
a marriage proposal.

I didn't take it.

You didn't? Why not?

Because things are really
great with us right now.

I don't want to screw it up.

What? Is that crazy?

No, it's stupid.

- It's not stupid.
- Okay.

Sounds to me like you are still
holding on to a past experience

that has left you superstitious.

But if you don't let this go,

you're gonna be the
one that blows it apart.

Look, happy is good.

Happy should not make you nervous.

And everyone knows you always take the key.

Hey! Get back here!

Stop!

Hey, sir!

You need to calm down a minute.

Did you see that?! He just ripped me off!

Just because the gate is broken,

it doesn't mean that parking's free!

He's the third one this week.

Okay. Did you get his license-plate number?

Are you gonna go after him or not?

No, you're gonna calm down
and go retrieve the sign.

Are you serious?

$15 an hour?

I'm surprised more people
don't park and dash.

1504. Uh, stand by. We might need backup.

You need to stay there. Do not move!

Copy that, McNally. We're standing by.

- Oh, man. Where'd it come from?
- I don't know.

Come on, go! Please hurry!

Here we go. There's smoke.

- Exit's that way, guys!
- Come on, guys! Out! Please go!

- Aw, man.
- Okay.

Hey. It's the police. Please keep moving.

- Let's go. Clear the building, please.
- We're good.

Let's go.

You okay?

- Yeah, and you?
- Yeah.

Ohh. Oh, my God.

Sir, please, you need to
clear the building now.

Down the stairs.

Ma'am, are you okay?

You need to get out, and you need
to take those stairs now, okay?

Quickly. Clear the building!

- Okay.
- Oh, God.

Dispatch, this is 1504.

We need ETF and fire immediately.

We think there's been an explosion.

Oh, my God.

Hello?!

Is anyone in here?!

Hello?!

Anybody?!

- Chloe!
- Dispatch, this is Price.

We need medics right away to our location.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Copy that, Price, medics
are two minutes out.

She's alive.

And that was it until fire
and the EMTs showed up.

- Price.
- Thank you. Hi, sir.

Thanks, guys. What do you got?

Uh, one victim... she was
unconscious but stable.

The, uh, medics just took her to Memorial.

- Okay, are you and McNally all right?
- Yeah, yeah.

I mean, Andy cut her
hand, but it's not serious,

and Swarek and Nash just went inside, so...

All right, headquarters is gonna
send the command truck down here.

I want you to clear all the civilians

from either side of the street.

- You're gonna keep this scene contained, okay?
- Copy that.

- Are you all right?
- You know it.

- There is structural damage.
- Thanks again, guys.

So, are you gonna tell me

that this was an accident, right? Please?

Afraid not. Bailey confirmed
it was some kind of IED.

Can we get that test kit over here?

Okay, so, last one of these was... what?...

four years ago in that
diner in the Junction?

I guess we've been lucky.

This place... it doesn't look like

they were trying to hit many people.

- Yeah, there would've way been way more damage, right?
- Yeah.

It's got to be targeted.

Probably just trying to
kill whoever's inside.

Driver's the victim?

McNally found a set of
keys near her that match.

Looks like she was on her way
back to the car when it blew up.

She got knocked back, hit her head.

You have an I.D.?

Nothing on her. Plate got destroyed.

Bailey's crew will secure the area,

and we'll get in there for a closer look.

All right, keep it clean,

and the stitches will be able
to come out in a couple days.

Okay.

Hey, if that scars,

you'll be able to get a classy
hand tattoo to cover it up.

Do you know how long I've been waiting

for an excuse to do that?

All things considered, I'm pretty lucky.

Someone jumped the toll
right before the explosion?

Yeah, he was driving
this, uh, blue hatchback...

had a roof rack.

Nick, I swear to God

I have seen that car before somewhere.

- Did you get a plate?
- Nope.

Traci already checked... the
place doesn't have cameras.

Well, what about along the street...

convenience store, ATM?

Yeah, that could be worth a shot.

Okay, okay. You check the east side.

I'm gonna check the west side.

Let me know what you find, okay?

All right.

- Hey.
- What are you doing here?

Staff sent a bunch of us over

to cover patrol while you guys are here.

Oh.

Heard 15 was on scene when it happened.

Uh, yeah, Andy and I
were the first ones in.

It was... looks like a car bomb.

Damn. Anyone hurt?

Uh, yeah, a woman,

but they think that
she's gonna be all right.

Thanks.

Well, it's good to see
you're all in one piece...

even though you're all covered in crap.

Look at you.

Yeah, well, there's stuff in the air.

I wonder if that's how they
make confetti, you know?

Like, boom... instant party.

That was insensitive.

Love the way your mind works.

Yeah, it can't help it itself.

Yeah, I know. Love that, too.

Look, what happened when we
signed the divorce papers...

- I know. You don't have to say.
- Okay.

Well, I was... I was just checking

to see if you were okay,

and you are, so, uh, I
should get back to work.

Yeah, me too.

You got something on you. All right.

Yeah.

Hey, there. Just sent you a VIN.

Could you run it, please,

and get back to me as soon as possible?

Thanks.

So, the key remote...

you figure that triggered the explosive?

I doubt it.

My guys recovered what
looked like pieces of a timer,

and the explosion came
from underneath, not inside.

So, they put it under and gave
themselves time to get away.

Probably, yeah.

Bailey?

Detective Nash.

It's all right if I come in there?

Sure. Just watch your step.

Okay.

Hey, I've got something.

So, our victim with no
I.D. was wearing yoga wear.

So I figure she's either
having a really casual day...

or she actually had a yoga class.

Yeah. So I checked.

There's a place down the street.

They I.D.'d her by
description as Breanna Kelly,

a student at Kempton.

Well, if this is her
car, it's not in her name.

Just ran the VIN.

It's registered to a numbered company.

So why does a student at Kempton

have a car registered
to a numbered company?

Either she's more than a student,

or she's, uh, driving someone else's car.

Hey, Nick, no luck with
anything across the street.

- You get anything?
- Not yet.

Couple more places to hit,
but it doesn't look promising.

- All right, let me know.
- Thank you, sir.

Uh, here. Take that.

Uh, if you remember anything,
give that number a call.

So, uh, nobody's seen anything.

Talked to like 20 people,

handed out a bunch of cards... nada.

Well, keep trying. That's the job.

Hey, you know what the worst part is?

They... they f...

they spelled my name wrong on this.

They forgot the "N,"

so now I'm officially Officer Du-can Moore.

What are you doing? Trying
to make friends with me?

No, I just figured at least we could talk

and put all that stuff behind us.

Oh, and you think this
is a good time to do it,

with all this going on?

Well, you wouldn't ride with me.

It's called self-preservation, Duncan.

It usually kicks in when
somebody lets you down

and then betrays you.

Hey, look, I was at the
hearing, too, remember?

We've both made mistakes.
Staff said it himself.

Let me be clear.

The only real mistake I made
was giving you too much credit

by not reporting you earlier.

Oh, yeah, and trusting
that you wouldn't record me

and try to ruin my career

just because I gave you
the benefit of the doubt.

Look, that was just about
finding out the truth.

- That's it.
- The truth?

Are you kidding me right now?

Look, we got a job to do,
so just shut up and do it.

Ma'am.

Ma'am, you can't... you
can't come through here.

You have to go around.

No, around.

Downside of being first on scene...

you start containment,
you're usually stuck with it.

Yeah, which means I'm
gonna be stuck here all day.

But, hey, at least they say
it's supposed to be nice, so...

So, I saw Wes. Did he want something?

Uh, no. Uh, his staff sent
over some guys from 27 Division.

He just wanted to know
if we knew anything, so...

- So, he wasn't bothering you or anything?
- No.

Dov, come on, look,

I know that you want to be
my knight in blue polyester,

but I can take care of myself, okay?

Look, if any weirdness
happens, I will tell you, okay?

Hey, "Chuckles." That isn't a limbo bar.

Get to the other side.

I'm sorry. We don't know yet.

I ran a background on Breanna Kelly.

She's the only daughter of one Aidan Kelly,

of Kelly Construction.

Head of the Irish mob.

Car is his personal vehicle.

She only borrows it once in awhile.

So this is starting to
make a lot more sense.

Yeah, somebody's trying to kill Aidan Kelly

in the messiest possible way.

Well, he's got some very specific enemies.

Mobster or not, we're
gonna have to find Kelly,

offer him protection.

Bailey, load up, load
up! Meet me there, okay?

Wait for my go.

Hey, what the hell's going on?

Sam, we got another one!
It's an intersection downtown.

This time, there's casualties.

All right, come on, settle. Listen up.

We just talked to downtown,

and unfortunately,

the second bomb was not
as contained as the first.

So far, we have six
wounded, one confirmed dead.

It's the driver, Michael O'Neill. He's 42.

O'Neill is the second cousin

of Aidan Kelly of Kelly Construction...

ring a bell?

He's also the second in command

of Kelly's less-than-legal activities.

It could be that the bomb was
meant for Aidan Kelly himself,

but he wasn't driving the car.

So it was a mob hit?

That's our best guess.

Detective Peck and Gang Squad

are running down potential suspects.

The bombs were made up of
industrial-grade explosives

used for building demolition.

So on top of the list is Sergei Melikov...

plumbing, heating, construction
king from Thornhill.

Now, these two families have
bad blood that goes way back.

Not to mention, Kelly Construction

just beat out Melikov's company
on a bunch of major contracts,

including, uh, riverside and the tower

where the old Martin
Grove complex used to be.

Innocent people are being hurt,

so we're gonna put an end to this,

and we're gonna put an end to it today.

This is a list of all of
Melikov's known associates.

You're gonna talk to
anybody that knows these guys

and find out where they were today, okay?

Go on. Go do it.

Hey, I think I remember

where I saw that car from this morning.

Do you remember that, uh, housing complex

we had to help clear out?

- Martin Grove.
- Yeah, it's gone. It's already been demo'd.

Whoa. But we were wearing
body cams that day.

Yes, we did. Dov, Dov?

Hey, um, you remember when we
were wearing those body cams?

Do you think you could pull
up some of those recordings?

Uh, I think so. Why?

Uh, I need to check something out.

Mr. Kelly, I'm Detective Nash.

I promise you we're
doing everything we can.

But I'm sure you realize we believe

you were the intended target this morning.

This may not be the safest place for you.

Do you have any children, Detective?

A son.

And if your son were hurt,
would you leave him...

even if your life was in danger?

I'm gonna have to place officers
here for everyone's safety.

You do whatever you have to do, Detective.

You know, your phone
usually rings to let you know

someone's trying to
get ahold of you, right?

I was just checking the time.

That's about 30 seconds past
the last time you checked.

Oh. Oh, how cute.

The only friend you have

is trying to make contact with you, Dov.

Is Chloe still on scene?

I think so. Why?

I don't know.

There's a problem with
her body-cam footage.

Half of it's missing.

- Is that bad?
- Eh, it's probably just a glitch.

I'll be right back.

Lucas. Hey, it's Dov Epstein.

Yes, I know I'm no longer
the high-score king.

Listen, hypothetically,
if someone accidentally

deleted some video footage off an X7 drive,

how would you go about getting that back.

Uh, hi.

Uh, yeah, no, uh, yeah.

I'm... I'm still on for
tonight if... if that works.

Okay, great. I'll... I'll see you then.

- What is that?
- Just a cup of joe.

Figured you might need it.

So, uh, this is what
it's gonna be like, huh?

You're just gonna hate me forever?

Well, like it or not, I got
my badge and my gun back,

which means I deserve to
be here just as much as you.

That's the thing... you don't.

You're here because of your father.

Anybody else did what
you did, they'd be gone.

So, please, by all
means, come in every day,

collect your paycheck, you know,

hand out your stupid little business cards,

but do not think that makes
you a real police officer.

Ho! Knew it.

What... what y... what'd you know?

This car... I'd seen it before.

I saw it this morning before the explosion.

You got a... you got a plate number?

Yeah, 685 4TM.

It's not in the system,

- but I can call down to transport.
- Don't worry. I'm on it.

Sure.

Hey, yeah, this is
McNally from 15 Division.

Um, I need you to run
a plate for me, please.

Yeah, call me back at this
number when you have it.

Thanks.

Hey, Dov.

- Yeah.
- Are you still reviewing Chloe's footage?

Trying.

Okay, I need to double-check something.

- Can you pull it up?
- Depends. What time?

Uh, it would've been
when we first got there.

Maybe 8:00?

Did you see anybody?

Or were you all just
standing around talking.

That's him! That's the driver!

I remember he was angry about
a stolen bike or something.

- You get his name?
- No.

But now that I have a face, maybe I can.

- Can you print this?
- Yeah.

Uh, that one's mine.

Tracked down a list of every
Martin Grove resident ever.

Sorry it's like a hundred pages long.

Great.

- Any luck?
- Yeah.

Actually, I found the driver,
the car, and I have his face,

- but I have no idea what his name is.
- Hey, good.

Now we just need to compare

the residents with driver's license photos

- until we find your guy.
- Yep.

- Once this is done printing.
- For sure.

I'm just gonna wait

'cause Duncan keeps trying to be my friend.

- Ugh. Been doing the same thing to me.
- It's annoying.

- Really?
- Made a case that he and I were kindred spirits.

Oh, interesting. How?

We both have unresolved issues with you.

'Cause of the way things ended with us.

- Hmm. What?
- Aw, it's out of paper.

- Hold on.
- I got it.

Hey, I think I might have something.

- Who's this?
- I don't know yet.

But I think I saw his car
leaving the garage this morning,

and he was somebody I
dealt with at Martin Grove.

- Russian.
- I don't know.

He didn't sound like it.

- I'm waiting on a call back for the plates.
- Good.

Hey, I heard from my guys.
We got eyes on Melikov.

Any luck with the warrant?

Oh, yeah, I found the right judge.

It'll come through in about 15.

I'll ETF to gear up.

Hello.

I mean... I mean, uh, O... Officer Moore.

You got a tip?

Okay, um... no, that's... and okay.

That's... that's good.
I can take care of it.

Are you sure about that?

Okay, uh, do you have a, uh... an address?

Yeah, okay. Um... Thank you.

Yeah, I got that. Okay. Yeah. Bye.

Where are you going?

Um, get some fresh air.

Um, hey, don't worry.

You've got some... real cops
to take care of it, right?

Excuse me!

Excuse me, sir.

- Hey.
- Yes?

Sorry to interrupt. Um...
that your car outside?

Why? Is there a problem?

Well, were you driving
that car earlier today

out of a parking garage on John Street?

Is this about me jumping the toll?

Wow. They call in the whole cavalry here?

Really want their money, huh?

Well, half of it goes to city hall,

lines a lot of pockets.

- Actually, sir, there was
- ... Or you guys... police.

Helps fund your investigations.

Well, it's... it's not about the toll.

So, um, it's...

it's a possibility you might
have witnessed something today.

You know, one of your neighbors
saw the car and called it in.

No, I didn't see anything important.

I don't... no.

Could be, uh, you didn't
realize what you saw.

Either way, uh,

maybe you could come downtown

and, you know, answer a few questions.

It won't take long. Promise.

- It'll be cool.
- Yeah. Sure. Okay.

Yeah, whatever you need.

I'm just gonna get my coat.

You some kind of mechanic or something?

Hey, what's going on?

I feel like I'm missing
out on all the action.

Looks like the Russians
are targeting the Irish,

so they're executing search warrants.

Geez. Here I was guarding a sidewalk.

Hey, uh, I need to talk to you.

Clandestine conversation? What's up?

I'm going through the
body-cam footage you guys shot

the day of the evictions
at the housing complex.

Um, I'm sorry. What...
why are you doing that?

It's just part of the investigation,

but there's a problem with your footage...

half of it's missing.

Did you... delete anything?

Um...

Yeah, uh, I think so. Yeah.

Well, why would you do that?

I mean, it's part of the official record.

I... it... it wasn't police stuff.

Chloe, that doesn't matter.
You can't erase anything.

Otherwise, all the evidence is compromised.

I... I didn't know that
if you deleted something

that it... got rid of everything.

Okay, look, don't worry.

I'm running a recovery program on it.

If it works, no one will know.

No, Dov, you don't need to do that.

- It's okay. I'm already doing it.
- No, Dov, Dov.

Dov, I... I left... I left m...

I left my camera on when
I went to go meet Wes.

Okay.

He kissed me.

He... why didn't you tell me?

I didn't... it... it... I didn't know.

Wha... I...

It... it... it... it didn't mean anything.

It... it just happened, and it was random,

and it wasn't like...

Epstein, downtown wants to know

what's going on with
that footage you accessed?

Could you get on the line and
let them know what's going on?

- Right away, sir.
- Right there on four.

Dov.

Dov.

Hey, check it out. Finally
got a hit on our guy.

His name is Theodore McDonald.

Lived at the Martin Grove
complex the last two years,

but there's no updated address for him

and no vehicle registered to his name.

So whose car was he driving?

Hi. Yeah, this is Officer McNally

calling again for 15 Division.

I called about a plate earlier.

Yeah.

Great. All right.

Okay, so, the car was actually registered

to Vera McDonald... 75 years old.

Ah, Teddy was driving mommy's car.

I guess I better go talk to
her, see if she knows anything.

- You want to come?
- Yeah.

I, uh, used to have a
partner around here somewhere.

Duncan, Nick. What's your 20?

Oh, his battery is probably dead.

- Yeah, I'll try him on his cellphone.
- Let's go.

Please don't do this.

It's already done.

They had plenty of chances to stop,

and they didn't.

Then again...

can't ask a snake to bite its own tail

and expect it to listen, can you?

So you have to cut it off

and then bring your own heel
down as hard as you can...

to crush it.

- Anything from Duncan yet?
- Nope.

Not exactly making a great
impression his first day back.

What's it say on Ted?

Well, his only prior is,
uh, disturbing the peace...

Summerfest parade last year.

Oh, wait. Hold on a second.
There's another case.

But he was a victim.

Whoa.

You remember that bombing
that happened at the diner

at the Junction four years ago?

He was there.

There was another victim...
Brendan McDonald, 12 years old.

And he didn't survive.

- Uh, what day is it today?
- It's the 18th.

The diner was four years ago today.

Officer Moore, this is Officer Collins.

Please respond.

- Nothing?
- No.

I'm going around back.

Dispatch, this is 1504.

Please send backup to this location.

Possible 10-33.

This is the police! Open up!

Nick, get back here.

Duncan?

Duncan?

Where's McDonald?

I think he's... he's gone.

I heard his car take off.

Okay, we're gonna get you out of here.

- Andy, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- What?

Don't touch. Don't touch.

What is it?

What... what do you...
what do you guys see?

He's wired.

We can't move him.

This is McNally.

I repeat, we need bomb squad
at this location immediately.

We have an officer wired to a device.

Copy that, McNally.

I got a better look at it.

There's a digital timer.

We've got less than 10 minutes.

Seriously?

They're way out.

They're never gonna make it in time.

Guys, what is going on?

Okay, Duncan, here's the thing.

Bomb squad is on their way, but it looks
like we might have to do this ourselves.

Uh, w... w... why don't you just
open the door and just let me out?

We can't. We can't touch
the door. It's wired.

That'll set it off, all
right, you got to sit there.

You got to sit really still
while we figure this out.

Okay, I'm gonna call bomb squad.

I'm gonna get them to walk us through it.

- No, no, I'll do it.
- I'm fine. I got it.

You go outside. Make sure no
civilians get close to the building.

I don't care about them right now!

- I have experience with this.
- I'm not leaving!

Look, if you stay, I'm just
gonna be worried about you.

I won't be able to focus, all right?

Go! Go! I got it.

We're gonna get you out of here.

Collins, y... you've
really done this before?

Uh, Collins, we got a team on the way,

but they're still at least 10 minutes out.

Are you sure that you're up for this?

- Yes, sir.
- Okay.

Nick, I got... I got Bailey here from ETF.

He's gonna walk you
through this, all right?

Collins, first, I need you to relax.

Don't touch anything.

Just let me know what you see.

Uh, looks like a couple big deli sausages

in white plastic wrapping.

Industrial explosives.

- How many?
- There's three.

- That's a lot, huh?
- What else do you see?

Uh, there's some leg wires
running in underneath,

a digital timer... just over six minutes.

Here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna get the detonator
away from the explosives.

Now, it's gonna be buried in there,

so you're gonna need to cut that tape away.

- All right.
- Careful.

Copy that. Cutting the tape.

Get back into your house now!

I'm serious. Go.

Excuse me, ma'am. Can you move back?

Way back.

Hey, boss, you there?

Duncan? What are you doing?

I ju... I just wanted to talk to you.

No, what you need to
do is stay still, okay?

We can talk later.

Uh, there might not be a later.

Please.

Go ahead.

Um, I... I just wanted to... to say that...

Um, I'm sorry...

you know, everything I
did, all the screw-ups,

leaving you with that kid.

I wanted to go in that house. I did.

You know, but I was scared.
You know, I... I just froze.

And... and I... I didn't
want to record you like that,

make you look bad.

But my stepdad... he... he said...

Anyway, that's... that's
not... that's not your problem.

But you were right. I
don't deserve to be here.

Well, maybe here, sitting
on this bomb like an idiot.

'Cause it's true, you know?

I'm not a real cop, not like you guys.

Hey, can... can you do me a favor?

Can you... can you just tell...

tell the other guys that, uh,

I'm sor...

Duncan?

Ah, now my battery wants to die.

All right, all right,
all right. I see the det.

It's just jammed right in there.

Okay, with your fingers,
pull it out slowly.

Okay, okay.

Then you're gonna need to get the detonator

away from those cylinders...

as far as the cord will let you.

Okay, uh...

That, uh...

That might be a problem. I
only got about four inches.

You're gonna need more than that...

a couple feet at least.

- Okay, well, can I, uh... can I cut the wire?
- No!

That is one thing you cannot do.

All right, then what do I do?

Should I try and pull it out the back?

Nick, listen to me... you've done enough.

- I want you out of there now.
- Sir...

That's an order.

Okay, what if... what if I
try and insulate the charge?

It goes off, but it won't
set off the explosives.

It's too close to be sure it'll work.

But if it could, what would I use?

Something to insulate the charge...

foam or rubber if you have it.

Then you'll need to tape a secure casing

around the detonator.

Collins, you don't have time for this.

Nick, what's going on?

All right, I'm, uh, insulating
the det... much as I can.

Collins, insulated or not,

you do not want to be there
when that thing goes off.

Yeah? I will do my best.

Come on, come on, come on.

God. Please.

Got it.

Oh, God.

It worked.

Oh, thank God.

Bomb squad is just
double-checking everything.

Yeah, that's probably a good idea.

You lied to me.

You said you knew what
you were doing in there

just to get me to leave.

Yeah, well, I like you better
not in a million pieces.

Nick.

Look.

That thing Duncan said about you and me...

Is it true?

No. We're good.

Are you sure?

Well, you tell me... are you happy?

Yeah. I am.

Then we're good. Honest.

Okay.

- I just got to see these guys real quick.
- Oh, here he comes.

Take my stuff.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey.

Um... I just wanted to say thank you.

Well, you were my partner,

so it looks bad on me if you blow up.

What were you doing here anyways?

I got a tip about the car.

And... and I know I...
I should've told someone,

but... I'm an idiot.

True.

But if I'd let you apologize earlier,

maybe you would have.

Hey, yo.

This party just keeps getting bigger.

Oh, yeah, Sam said Intelligence was
sending somebody over to help out.

Seriously?

Come on, man.

Who is it?

That is Marlo Cruz.

Just Sam's ex-girlfriend.

Yay.

McDonald was on those tapes.

Intelligence wants me to come by

and file a report on what we found.

Okay, just... just stop a sec.

Don't worry. I got your footage back.

You won't get in trouble.
And, no, I didn't watch it.

The kiss... it didn't mean anything,

and you have to believe me.

If it didn't mean anything,

you wouldn't have had
to destroy the evidence.

Dov, you have to trust me.

Trust you?

You've been lying to me for months,

then you turn around and do this?

I can't trust you.

Hi.

- Gail?
- You must be Lauralee.

It's nice to finally meet you in person.

I read your profile,

so I feel like I know you already.

It's so weird putting yourself
down on paper like that.

I'm surprised you could make it.

I heard you guys had a rough day.

Yeah, it was, but that
... that doesn't mean

that I don't have time for other things...

you know, the important things.

How is she?

Sophie's a tough little girl.

I understand that you were
there when her mother died.

Well, actually, no, her
mom died in the hospital.

I've just spent time with Sophie,

and I... I really care about her.

Gail, I feel that I should warn you

that the adoption process
isn't easy or quick.

Then let's get started.

Okay.

I didn't know she was in Intelligence.

- I thought she was taking time off work.
- Uh, yeah.

Apparently, she's been back
on the job a couple of months.

You haven't spoken with her since, uh...

I called her a few times.

- I left a few messages, uh, to check up on her.
- Really?

She didn't return my phone
calls, so I... I left...

very, very kind of you.

Hey, Marlo.

McNally.

Sam.

Good to see you.

Yeah, you too.

And, um, good work.

McDonald wasn't even on
our radar before today,

but, uh, we're building a profile, motive.

I would say probably revenge...

maybe justice for his son's murder.

Yeah. Looks like that.

So, he's got explosives and a vendetta,

and he's still out there somewhere.

Right, and at this point,
we don't know where.

So, uh, looks like

I might be working with
you guys for a while.

So we'll be wrapping
this case up quickly, hmm?

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