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What are you doing here?

Just on my way to work.

I thought I'd swing by
and see how you were doing.

Don't you have daughters
of your own?

Yeah. I just wanted
to check up on you.

I come here, and I pretend
to be a normal teenager.

Because if I do that
long enough,

maybe I'll get back
to where I was.

I'm trying
to move on.

You should do the same.

Okay.

Matthew?

Matthew!

Matthew!

Matthew!

Matthew!
Dad!

MAN
17, this is Don. Copy?

17.

Connor, remember that...

that 'Vette that we had
on the hit list?

What, the, th-the yellow '08?

Yeah. I just found out

the owner works at Ike's
down in the Village.

All right. Well, I'll, um...

I'll do a drive-by
and see if it's there.

Hey, man! Hey, what do you think
you're doing, guy?

This is...
this is my car.

Bank's taking it back.

Like hell they are!

No, no, no. I...
I made my payments.

You have to take that up
with them.

Look, this is a mistake.

I doubt that.

Unhook the car.

Look, man,
I'm just doing my job.

Let's not make this any harder
than it needs to be.

Okay. I'm going to bring
my boys out here,

and we're going to straighten
your ass right out.

Looks like somebody put a lot
of holes in this thing.

Yeah, but it didn't
happen here.

There are
no glass fragments.

It's just where
it got ditched.

Well, who's our
missing person?

Name Connor Banes.

His girlfriend called it in when
he didn't come home last night.

Cops found the truck here
at 3:00 this morning.

And he's not your average tow
truck driver either. Take a look.

"Hero Saves Boy From Bus. "

He jumped in front

of it to grab the kid.
It's pretty incredible.

This his blood? We're
still checking on that.

Any suspects?

Well, his last call
was a car repo

that didn't go over too well,

but we're still
running that down.

Looks like he's the one
who needs saving now.

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The blood on the truck

is a match to
Connor Banes.

Okay. And I hear we've also found
the owner that repo Corvette.

Yes, indeed.
Ted Andrelli.

He says he went to
round up his buddies

to stop Banes from
towing his car.

When he came back, Banes
was gone, so was the car.

Can anyone
vouch for him?

Bartender and
two waitresses

say he was drinking there
until the end of the night.

Okay. So do we have anything
else on our missing person?

Right here. Okay.

Honorably discharged
from the Marines in '94.

No criminal record.
Nothing funky in his financials.

He looks totally clean.

Nice work.
What time did you get here?

Early. His girlfriend's
on her way in.

Good.

Hi.

What's that?

Just a little something
that came my way.

Oh, yeah? What is it?

Brian Donovan.

Came your way how?

You do whatever
you want with it.

Three years,
I've begged Connor

to quit and do
something safer.

He's out at night, lousy
parts of town, cash on him.

We don't think
that this was robbery.

The truck wasn't stripped down,
the radio was still there.

Was he having
any problems

with colleagues, customers,
anyone?

He probably did, but he never
said anything about it.

What kind of person is he?

He's a hard guy to reach.

I always believed that there
was a better man inside him.

If I just stuck
around long enough,

he'd come out.

For once, I was right.

When did this
better man show up?

Two weeks ago,
when he saved that boy.

Honey, are you all right?

I'm... I'm fine.
I'm good. I'm good.

Oh, sweetie...

No, no, no, no, no.
It's okay.

I... I can't
even feel them.

Everybody's calling
you a hero, Connor.

What happened?

I... I don't know.

You know, I... I...
I saw the kid

in the street,
and then I...

I don't even remember
what I did.

You need to sit down.
Paramedics say

you're probably
in shock.

No, I'm not in shock.
I'm, I'm fine.

Well, can you sit down
just in case?

Okay.

I feel different, Judy.

What do you mean?

I don't know.

It's like I've been asleep
for the past few years,

and now I'm finally awake.

He was different after that.

He was sweet.

He talked more.

He got into helping people.

And this behavior continued?

Until a couple of days ago.

Then it all just went away.

He got moody, quiet.

He wouldn't say why.

Did anything else unusual happen
during this period of time?

Last night, I got a couple
of hang-up calls.

And the phone rang
a third time,

and someone
asked for Connor.

When I said he wasn't home,
they hung up.

Okay.

Yeah. Connor off-loaded
the 'Vette.

He left maybe 9:30.

Said he was going home.

Well, he never made it.

And then, around 9:45,

someone using a burner phone
called his home.

Then they called his cell.

Anybody call here
looking for him?

If they had, I'd remember.

I was working dispatch. Man!

I can't wrap my
head around this.

Does he have a beef

with anybody that you know of?

Nobody that would
shoot at him.

What about the other people
he took cars from?

Most of these calls
are repossessions.

All of them are.
That's all he does.

Why is that?

Helping motorists
really isn't his bag.

He doesn't like
dealing with customers.

And dealing with the repos
is easier?

How often do things go bad?

All the time. Mostly,

people yell. Sometimes,
somebody takes a swing.

Connor's had his ass kicked
a few times.

I... I think he likes all that.

What? Getting his ass kicked?

Maybe he doesn't.
Just my gut.

He never once filed
a police report.

Let me show you
something here.

He did a tow three
days ago, and he wrote

the cell phone
and his home number here.

That's not on any
of the others?

No. It doesn't appear
on any other invoice.

You know this guy,
Bobby Kruger?

There's no dispatch code
on this.

I didn't send
Connor on this run.

Excuse me.

Oh!

Well, here he is.

I wanted to see
how it feels.

How what feels?

To be the big man.

The cheese.

Get the perspective
on unbridled power.

Feel the surge!

Etcetera, etcetera.

Usually,
people introduce themselves

before they sit in my chair.

Claire Bryson.

Jack Malone.

I took the liberty to clear
some time on your calendar.

Um...

first meeting's

from 3:00 to 5:00
this afternoon

and same time on Friday.

Don't worry. We take breaks.

Take breaks from what?

Therapeutic assessment
related to lethal action.

Right. OPR.

Standard stuff.

No need to get your panties
in a bunch.

Right. It's just my career

we're talking about.

Oh, how's your wing?

Better.

What clipped you?

A.45.

Big gun, big hurt.

So, I'll see you this afternoon.

Um, actually,
I'm in the middle

of a big case right now.

Aren't you always?

Nice chair.

Excuse me.
Bobby Kruger?

Hi.

Hey, uh, thanks
for coming in.

I'm Special Agent
Fitzgerald.

Were you
expecting a man?

Hope you're not disappointed.

Uh, I, uh, I need to ask you
a few questions.

Just a few?

Okay, so, um...

your relationship
with Connor Banes-

tell me about that.

Who?

Connor Banes,

this guy.

He towed my car.

That isn't a relationship,
even by my standards.

All right.

I- I-I was gonna ask you why

Connor gave you his number,
but...

Well, actually,
it's not what you think.

He was concerned about me.

Battery's cashed.

Need to hitch this baby up.

Lucky for you I drove by
and saw you.

You know,

I was gonna call AAA,
so maybe I should just do that.

No need to. I'm here now.

We'll just take care
of this off the books.

I'll get you fixed
right up.

It's okay, man.

I got her
taken care of.

Walk away, Frank.

Walk away?

This is my tow.

Not anymore.

This ain't a repo, Banes.

Get in your rig and move out.

I'm not letting you near her.

Now leave or I'll call the cops.

What, all of a sudden,
you grew some balls?

You get lost, Frank!

You okay?

Yeah.

He said the man
was unlicensed,

and to call if
I saw him again.

I didn't see him,
so I didn't call.

And, and you're sure that Banes
referred to him as "Frank"?

That's right-

Frank.

Okay, that's, that's
very helpful. Thank you.

So Banes' boss, he thinks that
he knows who this Frank is.

He's Frank Mullen.
He used to work here.

And what's his story?

He got fired.

Women complained that
he sexually harassed them.

Well, no wonder.
The guy's a pervert.

Assault, aggravated sexual
battery, attempted murder.

And get this,
he's on parole for rape.

You know, maybe

saving that kid

got Banes feeling
indestructible, you know?

Yeah, well, if that's the case,

he picked the wrong guy
to mess with.

So now I'm gonna get hauled in

every time I talk
to a pretty girl?

Not just the
pretty ones.

I did my time.

I don't gotta listen to this.

Actually, you do.

Operating that tow
without a license

is a violation
of your parole,

and you know
what that means.

That's why you killed
Banes, to shut him up.

You got no proof.

Don't need any.

If this goes
before a jury,

they're gonna hear
about Banes,

the guy who's trying to
do good in the world,

and then they're
gonna meet you.

Which way do you think
the verdict's gonna go?

Maybe you forget about
this license thing,

I'll remember something helpful.

We're listening.

I didn't touch the guy.

I admit I went to go
have a chat with him,

but he had bigger problems
than me.

Connor!

Connor!

You son of a bitch!

Did you think
I was gonna forget you?

Yeah, well,
saving that kid,

that doesn't make you
a hero. I know what you are.

Back off.

Where you going?
You can't hide from me!

You're gonna answer for this!
You hear me?!

You hear me?!

You're gonna pay!

Whatever my beef
with Connor was,

that guy's was triple.

I figure I'll just let
nature take its course.

Then you won't have a problem
giving us a sketch?

No problem at all.

Now how about that
parole violation?

What about it?

'Bye.

We get anything on that
disposable cell phone?

Manufacturer's still tracking
down where it was sold.

What about
Frank Mullen's story?

It's holding up.

A neighbor says he saw

Connor Banes arguing with a man
outside his apartment.

All right,

well, we got to show this

to everyone who knows Banes,

starting with his boss
and girlfriend.

No, I called her
with this guy's description,

it didn't ring a bell.

I'm assuming he's someone
from Banes' past.

Or maybe he played good
Samaritan and it went south.

He got a rush out of
saving this kid, right?

Well, maybe that's

what put him
on the right se of this guy.

Guys, I think Banes
could be hiding something.

I went over his W-2s,
and he worked at a gas station

in Queens four years ago,

only he didn't put that
on his résumé.

Bring the boss in.

You got it.

Spade.

Um, uh, yeah. You know,
show him up to Interview One.

Thanks.

Hey, what are we doing?

I thought
I was taking you to lunch.

Yeah, in a minute.

Why don't you, uh, take a seat?

Kind of feeling
like a suspect here.

Tell me about Sarah Wright.

Because it says here

that when she was 16 years old,
you tried to rape her.

Does it also say that
the charges were dropped?

Tell me what happened, Brian.
Clear this up for me.

I worked for a caterer
back then.

We were doing a big party
at the Wrights' house.

Sarah, their daughter, got
drunk and started hitting on me.

She wouldn't stop.
I knew she was underage,

so I told her to stay
the hell away from me.

:She ran off crying,
and I forgot about it.

Until the next day,
I got taken into a room

kind of like this one,
and I find out

that she accused me
of trying to rape her.

Police figured out she was
lying, the charges were dropped.

When were you gonna tell me
about this?

Why would I tell you
about something I didn't do?

Because I need to know
who you are

before I let you
in my baby's life.

So you run a background check
on me?

This is your idea of us
getting to know each other?

Is there anything else
you want to tell me?

Because now would
probably be a good time.

Oh, so what? I'm supposed
to list all the skeletons

in my closet now?

Can you pass that test?

I dn't think so.

Am I free to leave?

Yeah.

Yeah. Great.

Oh, God...

No, I can't help you.

I've never seen him.

Did you have any problems
with Cnor

when he was working for you?

In what sense?

In the sense that he left you
off his résumé.

Why is that?

Probably knew that
as a reference,

I'd do him
more harm than good.

So there was a problem.
What was it?

Connor is a heroin addict.

I caught him
shooting up on a job.

Had to fire him.

But I've been there myself.

So I became his NA sponsor,
helped him get clean.

How long was he using?

Since he came to New York.

Have you spoken with
him recently?

It'd been a while,
and he called me yesterday.

He was in bad shape.

Three years clean.

Then this guy comes to my place

and suddenly I'm digging up
the old phone numbers.

But you did the right thing
and called me instead.

Yeah.

You saw in the paper
where I saved that little boy?

Yeah. That was a hell
of a thing you did. Yeah.

I'm not gonna lie to you.

Made me feel good.

Hey, man, take it
where you can get it.

Yeah, I started
chasing it;

trying to help
everyone I could.

Just trading
one high for another.

Ah, spoken like a true addict.

Truth is...

could save a busload of nuns,
wouldn't make up for what I did.

We can't change the past,

Best you can do is make amends
to the people you screwed over.

How do you make amends
to a dead person, Joe?

Thanks for the ear, Joe.

I've seen guys bottom out
like that before.

They get clean, take an honest
look at their lives,

the things they've done-
it's too much to deal with.

This person who died...

you know anything
about that?

No.

Sorry. Wish I did.

Hey, Viv, Viv,
you got to see this.

What's up?

I dug deeper
into Connor's past

before he came to New York.

I think I know why
that guy came after him.

Four years ago, there was
a fire in Davenport, Iowa-

Connor's hometown.
Here, take a look.

A woman and her young son
died this morning

in a tragic fire
in Davenport.

The victim's live-in boyfriend

Connor Banes was
the sole survivor.

Investigators are still
determining the cause.

Did you reach out
to Davenport PD?

Yeah, I'm waiting on the file.

And I spoke
to the lead investigator.

He told me off the record

they think Banes
started the blaze.

Nicole Simmons, 32.

Her son from a previous
relationship, Andrew.

Both died from smoke inhalation.

How did Banes survive?

Well, according
to his statement,

he was reupholstering a chair in
his workshop behind his house.

By the time he noticed
the fire, it was too late.

Lucky guy.

According
to the cops,

they think he was responsible
for the fire.

But unfortunately,
they couldn't prove anything.

So why is he still
a suspect?

Well, for starters,
he had a shaky alibi,

and he admitted to being
in a fight with Nicole

two hours before the fire.

And then one day,
all of a sudden,

he packs his bags, blows town

and moves to New York.

Danny, bring me that sketch.

Why? Because you're
pregnant or lazy?

Come on, come on! I might have
an idea on that guy

that confronted Banes.
Let me see.

Uh-huh. Nate Simmons
of Davenport, Iowa.

Father of...

Nicole Simmons.

All right, I'll check the
hotels around Banes' apartment.

Okay...

Agent Spade, courier just
dropped this off for you.

Thanks.

It's like looking
in a mirror, isn't it?

I don't know where Connor is.

We talked to your
wife, Mr. Simmons.

She said that you've
been after Banes

ever since he left Iowa, and that
you're pretty obsessed with him.

He killed my daughter
and my grandson.

My wife forgives, I can't.

Okay, so you drove a thousand
miles to seek revenge.

I came here for justice.

All I wanted was the truth.

Oh, I think you were after
more than just the truth.

We found a gun in
your hotel room.

And I bet we're going
to be able to match it

to the bullet we found
in his truck.

Well, I wanted to kill him.

God help me,
I had those thoughts.

He took our only child.

And I deserve to know
what really happened.

Go back to Iowa, Nate.

Not until you admit
what you've done.

I got nothing new
to tell you.

I trusted you.

I trusted you
with my daughter.

I was in my workshop.

At 1:30 in the morning?

Nicole and I had
had a fight,

and I was trying
to clear my head.

You would have heard
them scream.

I did.

It was too late.

You heard them scream?

If you heard them scream,
you could have saved them.

I don't know what you
want me to tell you.

I want the truth!
Did you kill them?!

Yes! Yes, I killed them!

Nicole and Andrew are dead
because of me!

It's my fault!

It's my fault.

I heard Nicole
screaming for me.

And I thought it was because
she was still mad at me.

So...

so, I ignored her.

Nicole! Andrew!

Nicole! Andrew!

I was too late.

There was no way in.

Well, you should have
found a way in, huh?!

I know. I know.

If we hadn't had that fight...

if I... if I just...
if I hadn't ignored her, I...

I could have got to them.

You're not a man, Connor.

You're a coward.

You're going to have to
live with that every day.

Seeing him didn't change
a damn thing.

I had hoped for
a measure of closure

from it, but, uh...

I don't really know
what that means.

And what about the gun
we found in your room?

I left it there.

I was afraid I'd use it.

We're going to need you

to postpone your trip home

until we get ballistics back.
Just sit tight.

So Connor has been trying
to atone for the fire.

Yeah, and he gets a high
from doing these heroic acts.

Then Nate Simmons
killed that buzz,

and now Connor's back to
facing the same old demons.

Guys...

I got something

on that disposable phone.

I hope it's a name
and address.

Not quite, but the phone
manufacturer did pinpoint

the South Bronx as the area
where the phone was sold.

Now, yesterday a traffic cam
caught Connor's truck

in that same neighborhood. Could be a good
place for a junkie looking for a score.

Yeah.

Oh, Agent Malone,

I'm so sorry.

I lost track of ti.

I should have called you.

If you need to reschedule,
no problem.

I've decided
I can't see you.

I'm going to refer you
to another doctor.

Dr. Sigmond.

He's on the, uh,
on the fourth floor.

He's not me, but...

he's more
than capable.

Well, there's a first.

Usually takes shrinks
three or four rounds with me

before they throw in the towel.

I've been with the FBI
for 30 years.

I'm very good
at my job.

I get a lot of
satisfaction

from doing it well.

I don't need to talk to you

to know that
you'd be wasting my time.

You know what, I'm just
a little bit confused.

You were the one
who wanted to talk to me.

That was, uh, before
I educated myself.

Warrantless searches,

witness intimidation,

violation of FBI case protocol,
you know.

What's amazing about this
OPR investigation

isn't what you did...

it's that you've done it
all before.

And I stand behind
every single one of my actions,

and I don't care
about the consequences.

That's a bold statement.

After all, what are you
without your job?

I'm a guy with a lot
of free time.

To do what?

Your life is here.

What other explanation
is there

for your excessive involvement
with your agents?

Your obsession with the victims?

Because I care
about finding them.

Why do you care?

Because somebody has to.

They need me.

The families need me.

And yes, sometimes it gets
a little too personal,

but I can't apologize for that.

That's an obvious answer.

Let's talk about
what's underneath it.

No, let's talk about
something else.

Let me ask you something.

If you were missing,
would you want me on the case?

Oh, yes.

Then what's the difference?

Tell me about Jan Long.

She is, um...

She's somebody that I found.

You bulldozed your way
through Agent Johnson's case

to find the man who raped her.

What sort of professional
detachment was that?

What do you think
I should have done-

let him kill her?

Why her?

You know, you've dealt

with other missing persons.

What was it about her?

There are deeper truths here

if you wish to explore them.

And I will...

with Dr. Sigmond.

I will allow myself

to take the full
psychological evaluation

as requested.

That's fine.

Right, that way,
you won't have to figure out

why you developed
an unnatural bond

with that young victim...

instead of fixing
your relationship

with your own daughters.

Am I right?

Because I was just guessing.

Okay, guys,
just one second.

Hey, mister!
Mister!

You looking for
somebody to talk?

Yeah, I am. Um...

Um, listen, if you're not
comfortable talking out here,

I'd be glad to get you a coffee.

I don't care who see me.

I help lock up one
of these hoodlums

that ruin this neighborhood,
I'll die happy.

All right, that works for me.

Listen, have you seen him
before?

No, I can't say
I have.

But I seen
this truck, though.

Most definite.

When was this?

Yesterday, drove straight
into a nest of hornets.

Get in!

Did you recognize the guys
with the guns?

Yeah, I seen them around.
They're drug dealers.

What about the on
who got into the truck?

Little 'hopper
name Michael Grant.

Bad as the ones chasing him.

You know, if your man
got in the middle

of any of them,

he done stepped in it, honey...
and deep.

Thanks for your time.

You want to know
what this is?

This is a waiver
of paternal rights

signed by the father
of my child

who now wants nothing

to do with me.

Nothing to do with me
or the baby.

Well, he didn't exactly
come through, did he?

He never had a chance, Jack.
Not with you here.

You don't trust
my judgment, do you?

I mean, I just want
to know how dare you?!

How dare you play God
with my personal life?!

These are serious allegations.

You can't ignore them.

You have no idea
what you're talking about, Jack.

You just dig up dirt
on this guy.

You have no idea
what you've done!

It's none of your business!

I... I just did what
I thought was right.

How long are you gonna keep
using that as an excuse

to screw people over?

Here.

I don't know him.

That's a lie, Michael,

'cause we have a witness that
saw you in his truck yesterday,

and you're also the last person
who called him

with this phone right here
that, by the way,

was inside your pocket.

Ain't no law against that.

Right, but there are laws
against shooting a man, right?

It's not looking good for you,
honey.

So let's start with an easy one:

Why did Connor pick you up?

I stole a stash
from the Lamont Avenue crew.

They were chasing me
when Connor showed up.

I was, like, "Damn, this dude
should be wearing a cape. "

And what?

I was afraid

they were still on me
when he dropped me,

so I hid the stash in his truck.

And you needed it back,

so you called him.

Said my mom was in trouble.

Crew I stole the drugs for
would have killed me

if I didn't get them.

All right, thanks, man.

Where's your mother?
You said she needed a ride

to the hospital.

Right, but she fine now.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

What's that crap
doing in my truck?

Sorry, man, I had to make you
my two-hour storage.

But it's all good.

The hell it is.

Give me this.

I'm not your damn drug mule.

Look, man, you don't want
to be doing this.

I'm not helping you
put this junk on the street.

Hey, you, drop it!

You made this mess with
that piece of paper.

Man, go clean him up.

And then what happened?

I did what I had to do.

Where's Banes?

I don't gotta tell you that.
And I'm a minor.

You talked to me
without an adult,

so you can't use
none of the rest.

Then what difference
does it make?

I went after him.

Then when I found him,
got crazy.

Over here.

Say your prayers, man.

Hey...

just do it.

Man, it's your last chance.

I said start begging.

I am begging you... kill me.

What's the matter with you?

Shoot me!

Hey, man, what the hell?!

Please, please?

I'm begging you.

Couldn't do it, not with him
crying like that.

Then what did you do?

I left him.

I told my boys
I made him a floater.

Where is he?

Here, here.

We got him.

Yeah, he's alive.

We need an ambulance
right away.

Hey.
Hey.

I wanted to check
on you before I go.

Uh, apparently,
I'm gonna live.

I guess I should thank you.

Oh, just glad we found you.
It's okay.

I, uh... assume that you know
about the fire...

I, uh... assume that you know
about the fire...

about Nicole and Andrew.

They came up
in our investigation, yes.

Because of me, two people
that I love are dead.

Listen, you didn't set
that fire.

And being human isn't a crime.

I think it's time for you
to forgive yourself.

It's okay.

Do you, um...

Do you put much stock in dreams?

Not really.

Mm. Me either.

It's always water.

It's always water

that comes floating in
under a door...

and it just keeps
coming and coming.

And then I wake up and...
I'm sweaty and I can't breathe.

What do you think it means?

What do you think it means?

I told you, I don't put
much stock in dreams.

Me either.

So, in this dream...

tell me what you're afraid of.

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