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I don't-I don't get it.

Malbaton's doing his time
in Jersey.

If-if he escapes,
ain't it on them?

He crossed the river,
numb nuts.

Now he's in the city.
He's here?

Mm-hmm.
- On the loose?

Mm-hmm. But hopefully
not for long.

That's where
you come in.

You see, 35,000
of New York City's finest

do not like the idea
of a cop killer

running loose in the city, so...

you help me find him...

...you can hold on
to that.

You and I both know Malbaton,
he's no joke.

Jersey, they're lucky they
got him the first time.

You guys are screwed.

Guess that's your way
of telling me

that you can't
help me out.

I-I didn't even know
he cut loose.

- Right.
- On my life.

Mm-hmm. You know,

I think I'm gonna
have to find myself

a new snitch.
Come on, man. Stop.

Don't-don't do me like that,
man. Just come on, just...

Ah. This isn't
St. Vincent de Paul.

You want to get paid,
you got to deliver the goods.

Come on, man, I am the goods.
Willie's the goods.

Just let me, just let me

hold it down for a second.
I'll get you what you need.

I'll get you anything
you need, all right?

Okay, okay...

No.

Come on, just
let me borrow it.

We got nothing.

Coming up
on 24 hours.

I know that.

I just mean that...

I... I know what you mean.

The first 24 hours

are most important
on a case like this.

The hell do you
want, Talbott?

You don't get your guy
on the first day,

odds are you'll never get him.

- Tell me something I don't know.
- Just trying to help.

We don't need
your kind of help.

Even if I told you I could
help you get Malbaton?

You better be careful with
the type of games you play

when it comes to looking
for a cop killer,

you got it?

My client was a former

business associate of Malbaton.

Oh, business associate?

They ran a loan sharking
operation together.

And by client,
you mean the jackass

who delivered a singing telegram
dressed up as a donut

to me here in
the squad room?

Victor Lugo has
an eccentric sense of humor.

He's also in jail
doing three years

for breaking a guy's kneecaps
with a crowbar.

Sometimes it takes a bad guy
to catch a bad guy.

I have G One and G Two
for you, sir.

And I made copies.
Thank you, Baker.

You see it?

- Pretty good, right, boss?
- Pretty good?

This is the Yankees
getting Stanton good.

I wouldn't go that far.
Neither would I.

More like the Mets
resigning Bruce good.

"Major crimes down 15%."
That's a ten-year low.

Civilian complaints
also down 18%.

Gee, I must've missed the part

that was underlined, italicized
and highlighted.

Okay, here we go.

What are you gonna pop
the balloon with this time?

What are you talking about?

You got that look on your face.

It is my job to focus
on where we need improvement,

not for doing what we should've
been doing all along.

What's this?

Bureau of Personnel wants
to issue the sergeant's test.

Well, it has
been a while.

What, four years?

Six.

We lost quite a few
three-stripes

to retirement, attrition
and promotion.

More sergeants in the mix
would definitely help

the community policing
initiative.

Great optics, too.
No resting on our laurels.

I like it.
- Me, too.

See, sometimes,
I hardly need to be here.

But you still have to find
a way to pay for it.

No, I don't.
- Why not?

Hey, have you seen
this great report?

Okay, whenever
you're ready, pal.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

You got to be kidding me!

What do you think you're doing?!

Are you kidding me?

Get back here!
Get your ass back here!

Well, if it isn't
my favorite "defective."

All right. All right.

I'll shut up.

You got 60 seconds
to make your case, Lugo.

Start talking.

I used to run
with Malbaton.

I know his moves,
how he thinks.

I know every little trick
he's got up his sleeve.

I'm not here to audition you two
lovebirds for The Newlywed Game.

I just need to know
where the hell he is.

I know where he hangs out.

I know where he hangs out when
he don't want nobody knowing

where he's hanging out.
I'm telling you,

I can deliver this guy.
Great, then, where is he?

Whoa. First, we got to work out
what's in it for Lugo.

Besides the warm fuzzy
feeling you'll get

knowing you got a cop killer
off the street?

I ain't dropping dime
for a Boy Scout merit badge.

You got to let me
roll with you.

What's that? You say they
let you do drugs in prison?

It's a deal breaker, Reagan.
You want me to be a bloodhound,

you got to put me
on the street with you.

Not happening. Forget about it.

Then give my condolences to the
family of the next cop he kills,

'cause you and me both know
it's only a matter of time.

CO on the gate.

You don't "CO on the gate" me.
I "CO on the gate" you.

CO on the gate.

Yes, sir.

Come on, Reagan, give me a shot.

All right, Lugo, but you're
gonna be on a very tight leash.

You got my word.

Which means nothing.
Get changed.

I think this is the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.

I said get changed.

♪ Blue Bloods 8x20 ♪
Your Six
Original Air Date on April 27, 2018

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I should've pulled
him out by his ear

and washed my windshield
with his face.

Okay, buddy. Thanks for
looking into it for me.

Sorry about that.

It's okay. I like hearing
about your hot dates.

Ha, ha, ha.

So funny I forgot
to laugh.

Ooh, I don't know how to compete
with that snappy comeback.

Maybe... "I know you are,
but what am I"?

Can you give
me a break?

Some dirtbag slammed
into my car this morning,

smashed my
front bumper.

I'm sorry to hear that.

But look at
the bright side,

the scratch is on the car
and not on you.

That car is important
to me, Erin.

It is?
- Very.

And now it's smashed
because some jerk was too busy

playing kissy-poo
with some tomato

instead of paying attention
to where the hell he was going.

Kissy-poo with some tomato?

The driver was making out
with his girlfriend

while he was backing out
of a parking spot.

Well, thank you.

I left my "English to Brooklyn
dictionary" at home.

Wow, you're
just a boat

full of one-liners today,
aren't you, Erin?

Well, I'm in a good
mood, so sue me.

A real good mood.

Not sure I ever saw
this side of you before.

What's wrong? Fever?

- Ha-ha.
- Oh, you can give it,

but you can't take it?

Oh, I can take it just fine.

Okay, what's going on?

Nothing. I woke up this way.

Hmm.

Right, Erin.
And I'm a swimsuit model.

Nice group.

Had a great teacher.

Why do you still carry
that old Fitz Special, Dad?

Carried it all my life.

In uniform as a backup,

and now as my primary.

Modern compact auto
would give you

more firepower,
about the same size.

A tight group like you shot
is good for paper,

but self-defense? Not so much.

I know the difference.

I know you know.

Look, I'm sentimental,

it being Pop's
and his pop before him.

Besides...

I have a security detail.

Can I hold it?

You can.

It's good to go.

Great action.

Easy access.
Maybe someday it'll be yours.

But not yet.

Thanks for the invite today,
Dad.

I love this place.

Remember how old you were
the first time you came here?

It was my eighth birthday.

That's exactly right.

Place hasn't changed a bit.

Well, best put our money out
on the street, don't you think?

Mom used to get kind of upset
when you'd take me here.

I'm afraid your mom

had law school on her mind
from the get-go.

Something tells me

you always knew
I'd wind up in the bag.

Some believe our path
is already written,

that life reveals itself to us.

I believe we make our own way

with our own choices.

Thanks for spending some time
with your old man.

Yeah.

Sure you don't want a slice?

Best pie in Manhattan.

I'm good with mine.

I just found out about kale
about a year ago.

And now they're
putting it on pizza?

The hell is that all about?

Excuse me.

Hey, Al.

Right, right, yeah.
Okay, well, thanks

for trying.

Let me know
if something comes up.

The Benedetto case?

My fender bender.

You're not seriously

still going on about that.

I told you, that car
is very important to me, Erin.

Anthony, an '84 Cutlass
is not important to anybody.

Well, it is to me.
Besides, it's the principle.

What principle?

Thou shall not
get in a fender bender

with Anthony ABETEMARCO?

It's leaving the scene
of an accident.

It's not exactly the crime
of the century.

Want some advice?

No.

Down that slice and forget it.

There's one thing I've learned
in this life.

You got to let go
of past slights.

Life is too short.

Yeah, yeah.

Can I tell you a secret?

I'd rather you didn't.

I have a date.

That's nice.

I hope you have
a wonderful time.

With my ex-husband.

What are you doing?

Begging you to stop talking
about this.

Why?

'Cause no good could come
of me knowing about this.

La, la, la, la

la, la, la, la, la, la.
Okay, stop.

La, la, la, la. La.
That's not funny.

La, la.

Why are you
acting like this?

I told you.

I'd rather not talk
about this subject.

It's okay
if you don't like Jack.

A lot of people don't,
including my entire family.

And, for the better part

of the past eight years, me.

So if you don't like him,

just say you
don't like him.

Okay. I don't like him.

Wow.

Nice friend.

Oh, come on.

You said... you got
to be kidding me, Erin.

Oh, you set me up.

You're sure this Malbaton's
girlfriend's place?

No doubt. This is Molly's joint.

And this is definitely her?
Molly Chavez?

My word is bond.

Your word means crap to me

and there's no names
on the directory,

so you better be sure.
A thousand percent.

That's her. That's her place.

You better put this on.

If Malbaton's up
there with her,

it could get pretty hairy.

Yeah. Good looking out.

Give me your hand.
Ah, come on.

What the hell is this?

In case you get any stupid ideas
about trying to run.

At least leave me a phone
or something.

I can play
some Candy Crush.

Hey. Keep your eyes open

'cause I would really hate
for you

to get hit by a stray bullet.
- Just gonna leave me here?

What am I supposed to do?

Let's go.

Right inside.
We're gonna head left.

Okay. On one, two, three.

Go, go, go!

Police!

Let me see your hands!

Please, no.

Anybody else here?
- No, no.

Nobody.
- Nobody else?

What about Molly Chavez?
Where is she?

Who is Molly Chavez?

I-I don't know what
you're talking about.

Do you have
any ID on you, sir?

It's okay.

It's okay.

"Krishna Chopra. 116
Elgin. Apartment 2B."

All clear.

Figured as much.

Our apologies, folks.

Okay? Go back
to your dinner.

I'm sorry.

Maybe Lugo gave us
the wrong apartment.

Yeah. Maybe he just
lied to us on purpose.

It's okay, everyone.
Go back to your apartments.

Everything's und...

Miss?

Hey!

That could be our girl.

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Police!

Hold it!

Hey! Police!

Hold it!

Hey!

Police!

Hold it!

Get the hell out of the way.

2F. 2F. Hey! Not 2B.

It was 2F.

Get out.

Why the hell did you give me
the wrong apartment number?

So I was off by a couple
of apartments.

- It was an honest mistake.
- An honest mistake

that helped our
girl get away.

Look, I'm sorry.

I thought I had it right.
My bad.

I think you're screwing with us.

You're screwing with
us to try to make us

look like a bunch of idiots

like you did with
the damn donuts.

What'd you say?

I said nothing.

But you were thinking
about saying something.

Okay. That's enough.

We're never gonna get
anywhere like this.

We need to work
on our next move.

That was our move
and he blew it.

It's not our only move.

Who you calling?

Real Time Crime Center,
Detective Baez, 5-4 Squad.

We're looking
for a Hispanic female.

Just took the N train
out of Ditmars Station.

Texting you a photo
of the suspect now.

Tracking her moves.
Good idea.

You're not the only one

with a gold shield
around here, you know.

Fair enough.

Shut up.

Shut... shut up.

Get in the car.

Watch the head.
- Shut up.

I come bearing gifts.

You come bearing carbs.

It's a peace offer.

Look, I'm a knucklehead,

a knucklehead who

puts his foot in his mouth
a hundred times a week,

which is why I prefer
to just keep my yap shut.

No, Anthony, I pushed you.

Doesn't matter.

It's my job as your friend
to be supportive

of whatever you got going on

and not to offer
my dumb-ass opinions.

Your opinions are not dumb.

In fact,
they're usually on point,

which is why I got so mad when
you said you didn't like Jack.

I never said I
didn't like him.

I don't know the guy.

Just what you've told me.

I hear what you're saying,

but he's also a really
good person deep down.

I wouldn't have married him
if he wasn't.

Now that I believe.

So what's the statue
of limitations

on something like this?

Statute.

Statute of limitations,
not statue.

What are you talking about?

It's two different words.

"Statute" is a law

and "statue" is
a big, giant sculpture-y thing.

Whatever. Point is,
do you forgive me?

Of course I do.

Then my work here is done.

Don't you want to know

what we're doing on our date?

Sure. What do you got planned?

Well, it's a day date.

And we're taking his boat
out past Ellis Island

and he's arranged
for a private tour

of the Statue of Limitations.

Up yours, Reagan.

I love you, too, Anthony.

So, did you give it to him?

Yeah, I gave it to him.

What'd he say?

He didn't say anything.

Nothing?

Nope.

Well, what did you say?

You chickened out.

Not exactly.

Yeah, you did.

Look, Pop, I'm proud that
he wants to be on the street.

But the sergeant still
wears the uniform.

He still works the streets.

Yeah, and gets called a boss.
- So?

Well, somehow,
I don't think Jamie

wants to see himself that way.

But you do.

I know I do.

Yeah, well, I kind of
made a promise to myself

that I wouldn't push it.

But if he doesn't at
least get on the list

and then changes his mind...

It would be too late.

Yeah.

You're trying to tell me that
you guys got so many cameras

all over the city that you can
track somebody wherever they go?

Big Brother's
always watching.

Who?

Big... geez, read a book
or something, will you?

Oh, you mean like
on that TV show

with all the cameras.

Kind of.

So how does it work?

That photo I sent,

it gets run through
facial recognition software.

Once the computer knows
what it's looking for,

then it searches every camera in
the city until it finds a match.

Then once it
finds a match

it keeps tabs
on that individual.

And you guys got a hit on Molly?
Yeah.

It dinged her going into the
14th Street subway station.

Yeah, followed her
uptown to 34th

where she transferred trains,
then downtown on the 1.

She got off at Franklin
where she got into a cab.

Uh, cab number 8-6-Zebra-5.

Damn, you know what cab
she got into?

Yeah. It's just
ahead there.

You guys got her already?

Yup. You might want
to keep that in mind

next time you decide to beat
somebody with a crowbar,

tough guy.

Sit tight.

Well, well, well.

Nice to see you again,
Molly Chavez.

You're trying to tell me

that Dereck Malbaton,
cop killer

and escaped convict
is slinging Jordans

at a Foot Locker
in Astoria?

Well, I didn't say all that.

Oh, I get it.

You're trying to sell me
some story that, uh,

you dumped Malbaton and now
it's your new boyfriend,

some regular Joe Jock Strap,
who works at Foot Locker.

It's no story.

It's just not
a believable story,

'cause you and I both know
that if you did

break up with Malbaton,
we'd be pulling your corpse

out of a Dumpster
in Chinatown right now.

Okay. All right, fine.

Maybe I didn't break up
with him.

And yeah, I know he busted out
of jail, but I haven't seen him.

Has he called you?

No.

He hasn't tried to get
in contact with you at all?

None.

Okay.

You do realize that
if I get a warrant

to search your phone

and I dump it and
find out you have been

communicating with him,

that is aiding
and abetting, right?

You don't need a warrant.

You can have it.

What the hell is
going on here, Lugo?

She's lying.

She gave me her cell phone,
which means it's clean.

Wouldn't be the first broad
I know had two mobiles.

That's not the problem.

The problem is
she's not even nervous.

'Cause she's a pro, man.

You don't get to be Malbaton's
dime piece being a rookie.

I'm telling you, the two of
them, they're Bonnie and Clyde.

You got to give me something.
Give you what?

Something to make her talk.

I don't know how
to make her talk.

That's your job.

Well, then what the hell
do we have you here for?

Get on your feet, jackass.

- Come on, you're going back to the joint.
- No, no, no.

Come on, come on, man. No.
Recess is over.

Wait. I got something.

Yeah, I'm sure you do.

I got something
that'll make her talk.

It was clean,
just like you said.

- Told you.
- You're right.

I apologize.

Oh.

I have an address
written down here.

Was wondering if,
by any chance, it...

might ring
a bell for you.

Where did you get this?

Saint Michael.

Patron saint of cops.

He whispers clues in my ear
every now and again.

Nobody knows this address.

Nobody but me, you,

Saint Michael
and maybe Dereck Malbaton.

Is that where he's hiding out?

Oh, absolutely not.
Come on, no way, man.

Why not?

You said yourself
nobody knows this address.

I mean, seems like a good place
for him to lay low.

You think I'm going to let
the most wanted man in the city

hide out at my mother's house?

Why not?

After all, he's
been paying the rent for her

for the last three years,

ever since she
moved into the place.

Saint Michael told me that, too.

So what?

So he pays her rent.

Still doesn't mean that
I would let him stay there.

I would never put my mother
in harm's way like that.

'Cause you're very protective
of your mother.

Is that because she's here
illegally?

I swear to you,
he's not at my mother's house.

Yeah, I believe you.

But it's best to be
a hundred percent sure.

ESU units are on their way
to your mom's place.

They will want to ask
your mom some questions,

at which point they
will probably discover

that Malbaton
has been paying her rent,

at which point they
will have no choice

but to turn her over to ICE.

Wait, you're gonna deport
my mother?

I'm not gonna deport anyone--
but those guys from ICE,

well... there's a new sheriff
calling the shots for them,

and they're not as forgiving
as they used to be.

Okay, fine!

Fine.

You win.

What do I win?

I'll tell you
where Malbaton is hiding.

Good.

And I'll call off ESU.

Now start talking.

Hi there.
Looking for Anthony...

Ablete...

ABETEMARCO.

Anthony ABETEMARCO.

Right. Pleased
to meet you.

We've met.

Right. At the, uh...

Doesn't matter.

Yeah. Uh,
I received a message

that you have some
new information

on my Bronfman case.

Yeah.

No.

Yeah, no?

That was just to
get you down here.

I'm sorry?

I just wanted to
give you this.

I'm sorry,

what-what exactly
is going on here?

That there is a receipt
from my mechanic.

$1,500 to fix my front end.

Right, and you're giving it
to me, because...?

- You're the clown that backed into me.
- Okay,

easy.

I, uh, think there must have
been some kind of mistake here.

Is your license
plate CTT 7723?

- Yeah. I think so.
- No, I know so.

And there's no mistake.

You backed the
ass of your Benz

into the front teeth
of my Cutlass.

But that's not why
I got you down here.

How about you tell me
why you got me down here?

To tell you to stay the
hell away from Erin.

All right,
how about you back up?

No, you back up.
And I'm not screwing around.

I've known
a lot of women in my day,

but there's no one
in the world like her.

You better believe
I'm gonna make damn sure

she gets treated like
the one-of-a-kind that she is.

Yeah. Couldn't agree more
on how special Erin is.

But again, how about you tell me
why I'm down here?

I saw you behind the wheel
of that car,

and I saw what you were doing
with that tomato.

I'm sorry, toma-tah?

Don't play cute with me.

And don't you dare play
with Erin's emotions.

You could go now.

♪

Sir, she's here.

And thank you.

Welcome.

No, hey. You don't have
to do any of that.

Sorry. Please, sit down.

Yes, sir.

Thanks for coming up.

I apologize for the...

the uniform.

I didn't know
that I was coming...

Hey, I didn't even know you
were gonna be in the building

until Detective Baker saw it
on the visitors list, so...

How's the rib?

All good, sir, thank you.

Just don't make you laugh?

I would appreciate that.

What brings you to One PP?

My girlfriend
from the academy

got transferred
to Operations,

so I'm taking her out
to lunch to celebrate.

Well, congratulations to your
girlfriend in Operations.

- I was gonna thank you...
- Can I...

You first.

I just was gonna thank you for
putting up the sergeant's exam.

Oh.

You're gonna take the test.

I'm not sure
where I'm headed,

but I figured
I should get in line.

There you go.

Can I ask you something?

Of course, Commissioner.

Do you know if your partner's
gonna take the test?

Well, you know my partner.

Likes to keep things close
to the vest and all that.

Yes.

The truth is, if I knew
the answer to your question

and I shared it with you,

that would violate the trust
my partner put in me.

Of course.

I get it.

Sorry for overstepping.

Not at all.

Well, look, enjoy your lunch.

Thanks for coming.

Oh.

And you don't
have to salute.

Thanks.

Commissioner,
I don't think that my partner's

gonna take the test.

Why is that?

Because he gave me
his application.

♪

Molly says Malbaton's holed up
on the second floor.

ESU's ready.

Yeah, I know the drill.

Hey, how about my phone
this time?

Take your stupid phone.
Enjoy your video games.

Thanks.

Don't try anything
stupid, okay?

There's a hundred cops on
this block, you got it?

I got it.

♪

Let's be extra careful--
this guy's a bad guy.

Next hallway up.

No.

Go.

Damn it.

No, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no.

One...

two...

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

It's okay.

What's the matter with you?

Get your hands off me.

How'd you know?

What are you talking about?
You texted me

one second before
that apartment blew.

How the hell
did you know?

What's the matter with you?
I saved your life.

You'd be dead
if it wasn't for me.

How the hell'd you
know it was a setup?

I don't know, I'm sitting there
playing Candy Crush,

and then my... my sixth sense
just started tingling.

Just didn't make sense to me

she'd give up Malbaton
that easy.

But then I remembered,
that was her thing.

- What?
- Booby traps.

So I guess you saved
our lives, then.

Yeah.

Well, thanks.

Yeah, of course.

So what now?

Molly's not out of the city yet.

One of our cameras just got a
hit on her heading to Brooklyn.

I guess
I better keep my vest on.

You're damn right you better
keep your vest on. Let's go.

♪

There she is.

I see her.

So whatcha waiting for?

She's
meeting Malbaton.

How do you know?

'Cause she's got
two cups of coffee.

There he is.

Right on time.

Hang on.

Put your hands out of the car!

Right now, out of the car!

Now!

Get out of the car,
put your hands in the air!

This is the guy
I was telling you about.

Both of you!

Right now!

Hands!
Hands up!

Get 'em up!

Gun!

Good?

Come on. Hands
against the car.

Why didn't you just tell us

where he was?

Damn it.

You got a minute, busy beaver?

It's your dime, sweetheart.

Got something for you.

Jack made me promise

to hand-deliver
this check and apologize

for any inconvenience.

Look, Erin...

Anthony ABETEMARCO,
did you really

threaten to break
his kneecaps?

I never said that.

That's not what I'm hearing.

I don't know what
he told you, but...

He told me that you accused him

of backing into your car.

His plates came back.

I mean,
there's no doubt about that.

Well, that's why
you got a check.

What else did he say I said?

Oh, not so much.

Just that you said
that he was not allowed

to come within
a hundred miles of me.

Erin, let me explain.

It's a company car.

His partner was driving it.

He's the one
that backed into you

when he was playing kissy-poo,
not Jack.

He was in Boston the entire day.

Seriously?

Seriously.

I'm sorry.

You must hate me, I...

I can fight
my own battles, Anthony.

Yeah, o-of course you can.

And for the record,

I don't hate you.

Not even a bit.

I think what you did was...

really, really sweet.

You're sure you don't need help
with any other cases?

Yeah, I think I'm all good.

Okay, well, it was a blast.

Pun intended?

Never mind.

Look, I'll see you in a year.

I wish.

I still got two
and a half to go.

No, that's if.

If what?

The guy you kneecapped,
Roberto Alonzo.

He's all healed up now.

That is, of course, except for
the wages that he missed out on,

due to missing work.

Plus interest,

if you get what I'm saying?

How much did it set him back?

I'm guessing
about a fifth of the price

of that fancy car of yours.

Done.

Good.

Then I'll see you in a year.

Eh...

Just happened to be
in the neighborhood?

No.

So we can skip the small talk,
get right to it?

Sure.

Got some coffee?

I'll put it on.

You want to talk about
this sergeant test?

If you do.

No, that would be my partner.

Okay, maybe I had that coming.

I think you should consider it.

I have.

And you're not gonna take it.

That's right.

I am well aware
that I am the guy

who stood right here and said,

"If I had it
to do all over again,

I'd be right where you are."

Yes, you did.

Yeah. And that is still true.

Believe me.

Yet, here we are,
having that same conversation

all over again.

Yeah, but... part of that
was nostalgia.

Some kind of sentimentality,
like Pop's old Fitz.

Well, I'm not nostalgic
or sentimental.

I love my job
and I'm good at it.

Yes, you are.

But just 'cause
you take the test

doesn't mean you have
to accept a promotion

if or when your number
is called.

But it doesn't hurt
to get in line.

Exactly.

But it does hurt, Dad.

Because every time
you bring this subject up,

what you're really saying is:
"Step it up, Jamie.

Why... Why the hell are you
taking you so long?"

That's not true.

There's no
part of you

that thinks I'm not living up
to my potential?

You do have enormous talent.

That you think I'm wasting.

Not wasting, no.

But maybe not maximizing,

and I... I just don't know why.

I think it's because
you're confusing two things.

It isn't about me being a cop,
it's about me being a Reagan.

Jamie, we are a driven
and ambitious clan,

and like it or not,
you are one of us.

Yes, I am.

And we're a clan made up
of individuals.

Nothing that says we have
to march to the same drummer.

I never said you did.

Pretty damn close.

Of whom much is given,

much is expected.

Just for the record,

I haven't eaten
since this morning.

- Same here.
- That's a lie.

You wolfed down a slice of pizza
on the way to church.

That was a closet slice.
It doesn't count.

Well, I had a full lunch
before mass,

and I'm still starving.

Anyone else?
- Famished.

Delirious.

Ravenous.
- Even my arm

is starting to look good.

Well, there you go.
The ayes have it.

Touch that food to your lips

and you die
an early death.

Okay,
but he's late.

Like, 20 minutes late.

- 30.
- You guys know the rules.

We don't begin until
the entire family is present.

Okay.

Does anyone know
where he is?

I've called him
ten times,

and he hasn't
answered.

Or responded to texts.

Is there something going on?

No, nothing at all.

I haven't heard from him,

and I don't know where he is.

That is
the best-looking salad

I've ever seen.
What's wrong with you?

Delirium. It's the first
signs of starvation.

- Exactly.
- You people

really know
how to pour it on thick.

Hey, hey.

Hey!
- Nice of you

to show up.

Yeah,
thanks for coming.

Sorry I'm late, guys.

That's okay. We were so hungry,
we barely noticed.

I said I'm sorry.

We didn't think you were coming.

Have I ever missed
family dinner?

Isn't that kind of the point?

Yeah, well,
I lost track of time.

Doing what?

Helping my partner study
for the sergeant's test.

Okay, well,
if no one else is going to,

I'm gonna say grace,
'cause I'm hungry.

Bless us, O Lord,
and these, Thy gifts,

which we are about
to receive from Thy bounty.

- Through Christ, our Lord. Amen. Let's eat.
- Amen.

Amen.

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