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Come on.

Wait, where are you taking me?

Patience.

You're so corny.

Only for you. Oh, wow.

Almost there.

Okay.

Open.

What the hell?

Are we robbing the place? Don't have to.

I own it.

You mean your parents do?

Yeah, but that'll be mine.

My grandfather opened this place in 1950.

This one's gorgeous.

Not enough weight for a girl like you. You're freaking ridiculous.

Show you the good stuff.

First piece my grandfather ever made.

It's stunning.

You're stunning.

Turn around.

How's that feel?

Come here.

See what he's letting you do look like you're in trouble

I pay Professor Glick here to beat me up once a week. What does that say about

me? We got issues.

It's true.

I'm moving around with us. No, no, no.

I'm gonna move around with the back. I'm good over here. We do this so we don't

have to stand up, you know what I mean? Okay. Enjoy yourself.

You go easy on him, okay? Okay.

Fair enough.

All right? Fair enough. All right.

Go ahead. Get snapped like a breadstick. Enjoy it.

Hey,

you, uh, find a place to live yet?

Nope.

Well, I'm going to introduce you to my girl. She's the best agent in the city.

Take care of you. I haven't even thought about it. Well, you've got to think

about it. You want to be uptown. You want to be downtown.

You want to be in Brooklyn. Brooklyn's like, what about Park Slope? With all

the cute mommies pushing the babies in the strollers. Yeah, staring at mothers

and their babies. That's not creepy.

I'm going to take care of it. I will be your Sherpa.

Okay? Also, what about a nice girl? Somebody you knew from the past. You

call up. You say, hey, it's Sam. I'm back.

You awake, huh?

Oh, yeah.

That sounds really smooth.

No, seriously, though. You don't have anybody like the one that got away, old

flame, somebody you could reconnect with?

Never go back to the well.

Things die for a reason. I don't know if I agree with that, first of all. Second

of all, there's something very intoxicating about a man coming home,

okay?

Prodigal son.

Just still single, right?

I'm talking about you, okay?

I think people are gonna be excited. You could be like a king walking around

here. We got work. Okay. Let's go. Okay.

Okay.

Come on.

You like blondes, you like brunettes. What do you like? Just tell me. Nick,

you are not my shirt.

Yeah, I'd say it's about a carat.

I mean, maybe a shade under, but definitely could pass as a carat.

That's relevant to the conversation.

The clarity?

It's clear.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, got it.

Well, I mean, I'd say with the naked eye, it's...

SI2 clarity?

You know, you could just say you're not interested. Thank you.

What's the matter? You don't like my new haircut?

What? I'm going for something. Yeah, it's fine. Well, it's getting there.

Can you explain, men to me, Wyatt, just like help me understand how your brains

work?

Best way I could say it is we're big dumb animals.

You're definitely dumb animals, but you're not all big.

Look at this.

i went on a date with this guy last night shut up look at his picture okay

tell me what you see six feet nice hair likes to mountain bike imagine my

surprise when i show up when he is five at eight tops we really are done maddie

i got a hat fish too what's that half fished in the photo he's got thick

luxurious jfk junior hair flowing out of his hat and in real life he takes off

his hat and i'm looking at a skirted egg Yeah, see, that's why I don't do the

apps. Well, why would I meet girls the old-fashioned way at the apple-bobbing

festival? Come on, kids. Come on, come on, come on. Time to go to work.

Jewelry store was robbed last night at Greenpoint.

Four-man crew using military C4 to gain entry.

The store owner's son, Ben Gelman, just happened to be there with his

girlfriend, Corinne.

She got out, but Ben was caught in the blast, and now he's in critical

condition at 51st Street Hospital.

NYPD has been tracking this crew.

for years they're smart they're fast but these military explosives that's a new

element okay how do we know that the uh c4 was military the military uses coated

microplastics they are embedded in the explosives and it signifies what region

the ordinances are sent to for training purposes crime lab spotted the

microplastics and their prelim and tracked them to naval weapons station

earl we need to determine how they were removed sounds like an inside job right

Well, they bought the C4 off a different crew, and that crew stole it from the

armory. See that, Milk? New York's got its very own symbiotic dirtbag

ecosystem.

Hey, boss, where do you need us? You and Wyatt head over to the armory at Naval

Weapons Station Earl. I want you to find out how these ordinances were lifted.

Sam, Nick, I want you to go talk to Corinne. She's with the Gelman family at

51st Street Hospital.

We were having such a great night. We had this amazing dinner. He planned such

a beautiful night.

Take your time.

Tell us what happened.

We were in the vault.

He wanted to show me his grandmother's necklace. It was beautiful.

He was putting it on me, and then the floor just exploded and collapsed.

I told the police you saw four men.

They came up through the hole.

Can you help us and describe them at all?

And they had masks. You said masks. What kind? I don't know, like hockey masks or

something. Did you hear them speak? Did they say anything to you, to each other?

I could not hear anything. My ears were still ringing from the explosion.

One of them put a gun in my face, but then he let me go. So I... Help!

Help! Help, it's Ben! Please, something's wrong!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

What's going on? What's happening?

The

thing

about online dating is there are too many choices.

One little imperfection, you don't like plaid shirts and swipe, you're on to the

next. Bad shirts is a lot about a man.

Identification, please. Special agents Addie Ross and Wyatt Sellers. Yeah, we

all have a couple bad shirts.

Yeah, but he chose that shirt for his profile pic, so he's either got bad

taste or poor judgment. Either way, bad boy's out.

I just think if you don't give people a chance, you never get to know them.

Hey, Nick. Can I pull you into Naval Weapons Station now?

That's awful. Yeah.

Yeah, I'll tell him.

Ben Gelman died in the hospital. There's nothing they could do. Thank you.

22-year-old kid.

Wrong place, wrong time.

Thanks, man.

Thank you.

Okay.

Pretty wild.

Very wild.

These guys put on a lot of work, huh?

Okay. These guys were disciplined.

What makes you say that?

I was looking at the list of the stuff they took.

A lot of Rolex Submariners, a lot of Tudors, Omega Speedmasters, all kinds of

stuff that's easy to fence, right? Diamond dozen stuff. But these guys,

APs.

The techs, I mean, these are hard defense, right?

Somebody buys this watch, they want papers, they want to know where it came

from. Look at you.

Slick Nicky's a watch guy. Yeah, yeah, I'm a watch guy.

You got to have a nice watch, you want to have a good time, right? Really?

Yeah. Every man should have a nice watch. Keep it in your family forever.

This one right here, this is my old man's Rolex. Oh, you don't have to

defend it. You like a nice timepiece. I do. You got a nice wrist clock or no?

Yeah, the sun.

God's Rolex.

Uh-huh. Let's check out the entry point.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. They got stairs. You want to take the stairs? No, no, no, no.

It's an eight-foot drop.

Want me to catch you? Go on.

These guys are smart.

Should have been a clean heist.

Except they didn't expect Ben and Corinne to be inside.

No. They caught a murder beef. Bad night for everybody.

Look.

Water.

Lots of it.

Think they hit a pipe when they blew the ceiling?

They use a water bag to seal the ordinance.

It deadens the sound of the explosion and focuses the blast.

Then they stack these cardboard boxes on top of each other all the way to the

ceiling, catch the debris as it's falling, and it breaks the sound when it

hits the floor.

Whoever said this charge was well-trained?

A violent group of rogue soldiers.

Exciting.

This is nice.

Trees, grass, birds that aren't pigeons.

I can't believe this is less than an hour from Brooklyn.

The world is full of wonders.

Do you mind if I run point in there? I want to sharpen up my field interviews.

I'll be here if you booger pants.

Thanks.

You're like a mean, slightly abusive mentor.

Yeah, well, do as I say or you'll get the panel. You know what? You should add

that to your dating profile.

Special Agent Wyatt Sellers. This is Addy Ross, NCIS.

Can we get your full name, please?

Petty Officer Second Class Joaquin Ritchie, sir.

Joaquin, we're looking into some C4 ordinances that went missing from this

base. You think it could help us out? Yes, sir, but we aren't missing any C4

here. You sure?

Yes, sir. It's my job to know, sir.

What do you do here?

Receive the inventory, log it in, certify the count.

Perfect. We need to see all of it. Yes, ma'am. I just have to ask my senior

chief. Ask me what?

NCIS. I heard you from my office.

You're running down some C4?

We need to see your paperwork, sir.

Yes, ma'am, but if it came from here, we'd know.

We keep meticulous requisition and intake records, and we do regular

physical inventory counts for all explosives.

Would you mind if we take a second look?

Not at all.

Joaquin, pull up the paperwork.

Yes, Senior Chief.

It is a layered system, so it'll take a minute.

We can wait.

Security footage shows a four-man crew.

See the duffel bags?

Carrying the explosives on the water bladders.

There goes your cardboard boxes.

Any cameras in the storage room?

No. Any footage from the exit?

Um, here it is.

Wait, how much time was that?

Twelve minutes.

Twelve minutes to set the charge, get in the vault room, and get out.

Pretty fast.

Where are we?

Do you have any footage of the getaway building?

I can pull up the garage cams.

You don't have to bottle the warrant for any of this footage. It's all yours.

The elements are good people. I want to help maybe get some of the inventory

back. Appreciate it, Mr. Vellante.

How's her son doing?

Unfortunately, he didn't make it.

Garage cameras.

Zoom in on that image. Pull it back. Zoom in. On that.

Wall show commercial cleaning.

The van's either skinned or stolen.

I'll get Sean to run it down.

You signed off on this? I did.

It's all here. Feel free to count it yourself.

But we know the C4 came from this armory. How could that happen?

If the count matches, the only way to steal it would be to falsify the

paperwork. Skim a few blocks off the top, monkey with the intake log so it

matches what's in the armory. And if that's the case, we have no idea how

much this stuff was stolen.

Who could falsify the paperwork?

Either me or Joaquin.

Was it you?

Of course not.

And it couldn't have been Joaquin. Why not?

Because he's a good sailor. If I had a nickel every time I heard that.

Let's go.

Where's Joaquin?

He left.

When? About ten minutes ago.

He said he had a family emergency.

Sean,

get Nick and Sam.

One suspect fled the scene. We need a bolo for Joaquin Ricci, R-I-C-C-I.

You want to go up?

Yeah. I got you.

Joaquin Ricci, federal agents!

Federal agents, open up!

Joaquin!

Whoa. What's going on?

NCIS. What's your name?

What's NCIS?

Federal Agents. What's your name?

Matteo Ricci. We're looking for Joaquin. Is he here? No. Know where he is? I

think he's at work at Naval Base Earl.

Anyone else inside?

Just me.

How are you related to Joaquin? He's my brother.

Excuse me? He's my brother.

Did Joaquin do something stupid?

Why do you say it like that? Like what? Like he always does something stupid.

Because he always does something stupid.

All right.

You mind if we come inside and talk?

Yeah, please. Yeah, we'll follow you.

Hello.

Is this a good time?

It's never a good time. Don't you have work to do?

No, I tracked that stolen getaway van, registered to a cleaning company. It's

parked near a factory in Long Island City.

The van is still there. No, don't touch that.

The van is still there?

Oh, yeah. Wasn't reported stolen.

Addie and Wyatt are going to go check it out.

Nice work.

Yeah.

So another task completed.

Do you want a lollipop?

No, thanks. That won't be necessary.

Don't touch. Don't do it.

I just have a couple questions.

You can ask them standing.

Sure. So thanks so much again for keeping me out of the penal system.

Really not my people. So thanks again. You're welcome.

So second, I was just curious sort of like how this all works.

Like what?

Well, just in terms of, you know, like taking time off my sentence.

Like you said?

Yeah, well, just you said, like, if I help, I work out, then eventually I get

out. So I was just wondering, like, what sort of unit of measurement we're using

to determine the help that I'm doing, because I think I'm doing a lot. Is it,

like, sort of per case by case, or is it sort of, like, per helpful, like,

solution I solve?

Like... How long was your sentence?

Six years.

Then you have close to six years.

Please close the door on your way out.

Thanks for the time. Yeah, sure.

You guys want a soda?

Good on drinks.

Would you mind if I take a look at Joaquin's room?

Yeah, just stairs on the right.

Great. No one's in there, right?

Nobody's up there. Okay.

I'm on my lunch break. I'm an accountant over at Castle Hill and Seward.

You okay if I eat?

I have a chain in my desk over there. Enjoy your sandwich.

So, uh, how's your brother?

Joaquin? Yeah.

What kind of guy is he?

He's got a good heart.

He finds trouble.

Always has.

Not in a criminal way. More like a little boy.

Banging around, breaking things, you know?

I'll give you an example. Little kid walks into a bodega.

Owner says he stole something.

Grabs the kid by the arm. Kid comes out crying.

Joaquin sees that.

Marches in there and whips the guy's ass.

Now, did the little kid steal something?

Yeah. Probably.

But it doesn't matter.

He didn't like the way it looked. You never grab a little kid.

Principles.

That's how my brother sees it.

You two grew up around here?

Yeah, we did. This is my parents' house.

Oh, okay.

Joaquin's been living here.

I had a place of my own, but figured I'd move in to, you know, save a little

money. I guess it's impossible to live in this city anymore, even if you are

working. Yeah, it's a joke, man. I can't afford a house in my own neighborhood.

It wasn't that nice to begin with. Right.

Parents still around?

No.

We lost them when Joaquin was 12.

Car accident.

I'm sorry to hear that, Mateo.

Yeah, I tried to step up for him. Be the man of the house.

But I could never get through to him.

Yeah, well, it's hard.

A kid's gonna find a family, whether home or the street, right? Yeah, I was

only 19 myself.

I had to put my whole life on hold.

But I tried.

Joaquin, have any money troubles, any... I mean, he's always broke.

But that's Joaquin.

He gave you the shirt off his back just to freeze in the cold.

You ever notice him with any new jewelry, any watches, stuff he couldn't

afford? Why, did he rob someone?

Wait, is that what this is?

We good?

Yeah, we're good.

So, um, if you hear from your brother, tell him to give us a call, all right?

Can you just tell me what he did?

Well, we're still trying to sort that out, but tell him to give us a call.

And it's worse if he runs.

You understand?

Something felt weird, didn't it?

What are you thinking?

Just a feeling.

Something in the air.

Sammy's got a hunch.

Keep calling me Sammy, I'm gonna mess up your hair.

Yo, if you ever touch my hair, I'll be so upset. Mess your hair right up. For

real, I'd rather you shoot me.

Do you still got that card that we got from the guy in the jewelry shop, the

security guy?

Yep, got it right here.

Alex Valente, manager.

I'll take a look at that.

Okay, what am I looking at?

That's Joaquin.

Front row, number 22.

Yeah, little man must have been a freshman.

Now take a look at the coach.

Damn.

Coach Alex Valente. Right, small world, huh?

Might be just a coincidence.

Bet you that fancy Rolex is not.

When you think of a high school football coach, what comes to mind?

Alcoholic tyrant, wearing short shorts, who likes to make the chubby kid run

laps till he pukes, and also will not start the highly athletic kid at

quarterback because he's only 5'6". Okay, let's pretend you're not in

therapy for a second. That's good.

What comes to mind, generally speaking?

Teacher? Mentor?

Father figure.

Okay.

Joaquin lost his folks when he was 12 years old. Mateo tried to step up.

That guy couldn't raise a houseplant. So Joaquin turns to Vellante.

Father figure.

What's new?

Oh, hi.

Well, Alex Vellante, whose company runs security for the jewelry store that was

hit with the C4 that we think Joaquin stole, also happens to be his high

school football coach.

Well, that can't be a coincidence.

I don't think so. And who else is involved?

I think we pick up Volante.

I say we learn more about him before we talk to him. Look into his security

company, see if any other businesses he has contracts with have been

mysteriously hit.

Well, do it fast. If they feel it's closing in, they're going to move.

I don't want any more bodies.

It's your nice, dopey guy energy. You're too friendly.

Hey, you know what?

Take me under your wing. Make me look cool.

Where would I even start?

Open to anything.

Except tattoos. My mom will kill me. Never talk about your mother to a woman.

Really? Not if you want to get laid.

Okay.

Here it is.

Door's locked. Keys are in the ignition.

Hey.

Look at this.

Three cigarettes, two different brands. At least two of them are here waiting.

Good. Bag them.

We're running for friends.

Okay.

Cleaning crew shows up with the keys.

Fat guys ambush them, take the van. Yeah, but then why wouldn't the crew

report it stolen?

Because they couldn't. We gotta open this van.

Van's unlocked.

Open the back.

We got two bodies.

They're alive.

We need EMS.

Help is on the way. Two victims. Alive but critical.

Repeat, two critical patients.

The two victims in the getaway van are Carlos and Vilma Molina.

Husband and wife, they've worked for the cleaning company for six years.

Clean records, complete innocence.

Animals. We just left them there to cook.

Update on their condition?

Stable. They're gonna make it.

I'm telling you, something's off. After Gelman died, the heist became a murder.

That wasn't part of the plan. This thing went sideways.

Now, the smart thing to do, if I'm them, is kill these two, leave zero witnesses.

Yeah. Right.

Murder one, two, three. What difference does it make?

Well, maybe somebody panicked, got sloppy.

Well, they didn't have the stomach.

We got a hit off the fingerprints from the cigarettes we found by the van. Two

sets, Roderick Gaines and Michael Norton. They both have records. Assault,

burglaries. Hold on. Roderick Gaines.

Michael Norton.

I know those names. Sean, pull up that team photo.

That's it.

That's our crew, right?

Norton and Gaines are the muscle.

Found their prints on the cigarettes by the van.

Joaquin is the demolition expert.

He stole the C4 and knows how to set the ordinance.

Belante's the ringleader and set it all up.

Four men. That matches what Corinne said at the jewelry store.

I think we've got one more.

Joaquin's brother, Mateo.

I'm telling you, dude was off.

He's in this somehow.

He'd be weird if he wasn't.

Sean, we need addresses for Vellante, Gaines, and Norton.

We should reach out to NYPD. We've got to hit these guys all at once.

Nick, Sam, you take Vellante.

Addie, Wyatt, you'll hit the others.

agents. Velante, show yourself.

Alex, Velante, come to the sound of my voice.

Velante!

Clear.

Clear.

Clear!

Addie, what do you got?

Gaines and Norton are gone. Looks like they left in a hurry.

Hey, we got Mateo. They're bringing him into headquarters for questioning.

All right.

I'll deal with Mateo. See what you can find here.

Make good choices.

Always.

How we doing, Mateo?

Drop your shoulders. You look a little stressed.

Just want to talk to you, man to man.

About what?

Looking through your finances.

It's like you're sucking wind through your ass.

You're strapped to that desk every day, and what do you got to show for it?

Payday loans, maxed out credit cards, $30,000 in back taxes.

Back taxes?

You're an accountant, Mateo. How does that happen? Job doesn't pay what it

used to. Prices are going up.

Oh, inflation?

That's what this is?

I'll tell you what. Let's play a little game.

We're going to call this game... Where's Mateo?

Sam hmm with a line tying him to three gangsters and his

younger brother

Got

a dead kid a bunch of

military-grade explosives out in the wild

Just running around.

And all of it is going to land on your head.

I need your help, Patel.

Joaquin needs your help.

You already lost your parents. You want to lose him too? Because that's how this

ends. He'll kill me. Who?

Volante? Yeah, man. He owns my ass.

What about your brother? He's just trying to help me. He ain't like these

guys. So help you how?

I gamble.

Sports, mostly.

I got this phone in my pocket.

It's like a crack pipe.

What does that have to do with Volante?

I got banned from the apps.

So I took my action to him.

Next thing you know, I'm into him for 80K.

Only now, he doesn't want my money.

He wants Joaquin.

Howdy, you there?

Yeah, hey, Nick.

Do me a favor. Go slap Sean in the back of the head, would you? I got something.

I'm right here.

Wake up!

Never once been asleep in here.

Sean, listen to me. I just sent you pictures from a workbook that I found in

Volante's house. Looks to me like it is recon for his next target, and I think

it is going down tonight.

Literally has today's date on it.

Got it.

Any idea where he might be?

No, I got no clue, but I got a bunch of forged passports, so it looks to me like

he's running somewhere.

Moving to the big screen.

Looks like a cash flow pattern, money going in or out.

Yeah, yeah, I'm thinking the same thing. What do you make a PC?

Not sure, but it's got to be a cash business. Could be trying to time it up

so you can max out the score.

Right, right. He needs cash.

He's moving. He has no time to fence anything.

What do we think? What do we think?

Could be a pawn shop.

No, it's not a pawn shop. Too much flow. It's too consistent. What else?

Something else.

Think, think, think, think, think, think, think, think, think.

It's probably weed.

You know, like a marijuana dispensary.

Peds will let them use banks. Tons of cash on hand.

Weed.

Weed. Weed. Yes, Sean, you sexy, glistening little nerd.

That is it.

I want you to find a weed dispensary in this area that's got PC in the title.

The second you do, let me know. I am here. I am waiting. It is going down. I

want to be the first one there.

Good job, buddy.

Vellante got his hooks into us back in high school. Nothing criminal. More like

a mentor.

A lot of us didn't have that.

None of us knew he had this other life.

Bookie, thief, gangster stuff.

I see gains in naught. What about you and Joaquin?

I didn't want nothing to do with it. I don't rob people, okay? I'm not a thug.

I've got a career. But you don't make enough to cover your debts. Okay, I got

down bad.

I couldn't pay.

Yeah.

He put a gun to my head and told me, your brother works for me or

you're eating a bullet.

Why does he want Joaquin?

Volante was going after bigger scores.

Places with vaults and steel doors and whatnot.

Joaquin worked at the Navy base and had access to explosives.

And you just served up your brother for him.

Because you knew Joaquin wouldn't say no. There's no way he'd want anyone

getting killed over there. It doesn't matter what he wants. It's what you and

Volante want.

Joaquin's just currency.

He's an $80,000 chip that you cashed in to save your own ass.

Who's your brother, Mateo? Where is he?

I swear to God, I don't know. Where's your brother? I swear to God, I don't

know. Where's your brother? I swear to God, I don't know!

Okay? He owes Volante. He owes...

He owes Vellante one more job, and then he's free. He's not free!

You're free!

His life's been destroyed by men he trusted to show him the way.

Joaquin saved your life.

You ruined his.

Okay, we, uh, we got a location. We gotta go. Okay.

We're looking for a proper care marijuana dispensary on Bruckner

Boulevard between Lincoln and Alexander

Hurry

up

You don't want me to rush this coach

Faster

Where are you, Nick? Just got to the dispensary.

I'm approaching on foot.

Headed south along the back of the building.

It's set. Everybody get back.

What was that? They're already here. What's your ETA?

Five minutes.

That's too long. Wait for us. Do not go in there. They got the numbers.

Check the back out.

Well, the reason I'm here by myself is because you drive like an old lady. Just

wait for us. We're on the way, Nick.

I'm going to cut my comms if you keep barking in my ear.

Nick, Nick. Stop screaming at me. Stop screaming at me. Goodbye. Goodbye.

Is he always like this? Yes.

Wow. I can hear you guys.

What was that? Talk to me. Shots fired. Where are you?

We're on the way.

but I don't see the others.

Hang in there, Nick.

Turn it into the alley. One of them's right behind Nick. I got him.

It's night time.

Nick,

are you okay?

Yeah.

White mask headed around the building.

You two cover the back. Nick, come with me.

Valante.

Federal agents hands up!

Why Kate's running?

Hands in the air! Get to bed!

Hands up!

You okay?

No, Addie, I'm not okay. I just got in a car accident.

Ambulance and martini.

Martini.

Ambulance and martini.

Where's Sam?

Stop! Sit down there, Joaquin!

All right, all right, all right!

Enough! There's nowhere to go.

It's over, son.

Don't make it worse. Yeah, it can't get any worse, man.

Do you have a weapon on you?

I'm putting mine down, okay?

We're gonna talk.

Can we just talk?

You're in a bad situation, Joaquin.

Okay?

I'm gonna give it to you straight.

You're gonna have to pay for your part in all this.

I didn't want anybody to die.

That dude wasn't supposed to be in the store.

And you let the girl go, didn't you? Yeah.

What about the janitors?

Velante maybe ditched the van. I was supposed to kill them both, but I

couldn't do it. I left them there.

They're alive. They're going to be okay.

I looked into you.

You're not that guy.

You're not this guy.

You're a good sailor.

Good man.

Let me help you. Look, you got a story to tell. That matters.

Let me help you tell it.

I've heard that one before. Not enough.

Not nearly enough.

I'm with you.

You and me, we're going to walk out of here.

We're going to do this together, okay?

I got you.

It's going to be okay.

It's just protocol, okay?

It's just protocol.

Give us a minute.

You're not off the hook.

But I'm going to make sure the world has context regarding your actions.

Everybody's going to know exactly how it went.

I promise you.

Yes, sir.

Good luck, son.

Hang in there.

Do I look handsome?

All right.

Hey, buddy.

What's the diagnosis?

I've been concussed.

Probably some internal bleeding.

So they're going to take me in.

So that hair saved your life?

Always wear a helmet.

How'd it go with Joaquin?

It's a boy caught up in the troubles of men.

Bad men.

Bad deal.

Well, I'm him.

I grew up in the same type of neighborhood.

Went through the same kind of situations.

Just was raised by wiser...

Better people.

You got lucky.

Wish I met him when it mattered. Did matter.

Probably saved his life.

I don't think Volante was going to leave any loose ends.

Do you want to ride with me in the back of the ambulance?

What? You heard what I said. Are you going to ride with me in the ambulance?

Why am I going to ride in the back of the ambulance?

I'm in your life now. No, you're not in my life. You're at my job. Well, our job

is our life. Let's be honest.

You know what? This man has brain damage.

Could you carry his ass to the hospital, please? Thank you. Sophie.

To the place.

Thanks.

Thank you.