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In the criminal justice system,

sexually based offenses

are considered especially heinous.

In New York City, the dedicated detectives

who investigate these vicious felonies

are members of an elite squad

known as the Special Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

We didn't wanna do this without any of you here.

You are taking the Fordham job.

- I am. - My wife, the professor.

I know that you have to do this.

I have to try.

I love you, Amanda.

I love you, Liv.

I see a lot of people come and go.

- I never thought she'd be one of them. - Yeah.

She left the chipmunk, so there's that.

What do you wanna do with it?

Well, now that she's gone,

McGrath is finally gonna have to sign off on more bodies.

We're gonna need this desk space eventually.

Yeah, just put it in the break room.

What, you wanna eat with this thing looking at you?

Fin, I don't care where you put it.

It just... it can't stay out here.

I feel it too, her absence.

Good night, Fin.

Nothing good ever happens at night.

Speaking of.

Chief. You look rattled.

Is everything okay?

No.

You still beating yourself up

about that sex bunker guy from Fishkill?

Elias Olsen.

Yeah, I know which one you're talking about, Duarte.

The whole damn trial blew up because of my temper.

Pretty conceited, isn't it?

Judge calls a mistrial because some lady cop goes all Karen

on the witness stand.

That's not enough.

Do not call me a Karen while I'm armed.

All I'm saying, you're not that important.

Maybe I'm not cut out for SVU.

You telling me you wanna come back to Gangs?

If I did?

I'd tell you you made your bed, and now it's wet.

Figure out a way to lie in it.

That's your advice?

That's my advice.

A civil rights investigation by the Department of Justice.

Into one of our units.

Chief, we both know that Bronx SVU

has been a mess for a while.

Question is, why are they coming in now?

It was all triggered by that wrongful termination case.

The whistleblower cop, yeah. What is his name?

- Terry. Terry... yeah. - Terry Bruno.

God, there was a lot of dirty laundry came out of that case.

Well, if you ask me, the guy did the city a favor.

Oh, no. Trust me.

The guy's no saint. He did it for the money.

And from what I hear, he got himself a nice little payout.

Well, if that's what it takes to make

change up there, good for him.

Well I'm glad that's how you feel.

What does that mean?

Solidarity.

You want me to go up to The Bronx?

Yes, I do.

The only way to get the Feds out of there

is to clear a bunch of cases.

Okay, don't you have anyone else?

You know that I am one person down.

And whose fault is that?

You're the one who told Rollins to seek the truth,

or whatever it was.

Look, I'm not... I'm not saying no.

But offhand, I don't have the time.

I don't have the resources.

And that sounds an awful lot like a no.

Let me think about it?

I don't have time to let you think.

This is a very big ask on very short notice.

Hey, what's up with McGrath? My guy's looking shattered.

Whatever it is, I'm guessing Liv ain't gonna be the one

to glue his ass back together.

So we'll eat first and then homework, right?

I can eat and do homework at the same time.

It's called multitasking.

Oh, I know what it means.

Mom, what's going on?

Noah, I want you to go inside.

- But Mom, what's... - No, no, no.

Noah, now you go inside and you tell Jorge to call the police.

Honey, take this and tell him it's a 10-13.

- Can you remember that? - A 10-13?

10-13, right. And don't leave the lobby.

NYPD, drop your weapon.

We take what we want.

Drop it, now.

For Sabo.

And Ricky.

This is for Sleep.

Hands up where I can see them.

Mom!

- Mom! - Noah, get back inside!

I saw the machete, I identified myself as NYPD,

and I told the boy to drop his weapon.

- Boy? - They were so young.

They were 14, 15 years old.

I mean, I almost took a shot at his head.

- But you didn't? - Did you find the kids?

Not yet. Tell me what happened.

So his moped comes out of nowhere,

it knocks me to the ground.

That's when I lost my weapon, and then they kicked me.

They stomped on me.

And then I just caught this glint of... of a machete.

What makes you think these guys were BX9?

I worked a case a few months back,

I collared a couple of them.

I'm guessing that I was greenlit.

Look... look, protocol says that now is the time

when I give you my gun.

Okay?

Are we done?

I really need to get back to my kid.

Blow until you hear the beep.

0.0, in the clear.

We'll take you to the hospital.

Okay, I don't need to go to the hospital.

- Yeah, you do. - This is my sergeant, okay?

So if you don't mind.

I'll wait for you in the squad car.

Not as pretty as Rollins, but I'll try my best

with this emotional support thing.

Between the two of you, we both know who's softer.

Can you believe this?

It looks like the Tremont clique know where you live.

I mean, these people are pretty ballsy

going after a New York City captain on her turf.

Well, I heard on the radio

you blew out one of their kneecaps.

I didn't wanna shoot any of them.

They were kids.

Well, you have a lot more restraint than I would have.

He's somebody's son.

Some bullets have a lesson behind them.

You know what I don't understand?

We put these bangers away in the summer.

Why are they coming after me now?

Your boy Duarte might know.

Where's Noah?

He's... I told him to go inside.

Fin, will you stay with him?

Yeah.

Me and a half dozen of New York City's finest.

I gotta go get checked out.

No broken bones.

BP's normal, considering.

You'll be sore tomorrow, especially your lower back.

So same as yesterday.

Captain Benson, you have a visitor.

Thank you.

Hey, Cap.

Jeez, you all right?

I will be, once I get my hands on Oscar Papa.

Well, that's not an SVU case.

And how do you know that...

that Papa's behind all this, anyway?

Who else has the power to greenlight

a New York City captain and her 11-year-old son?

Well, I got a call under Bronx Gangs,

who no doubt will handle this with all the swiftness that it deserves.

You called Duarte?

He's our expert on BX9.

Well, I'm sure he loved that.

Look, whatever beef exists between you two,

I suggest you put it to rest because he's coming

tomorrow morning to take your victim statement.

My victim statement?

Well, you are a victim, right?

Thank you.

How is he?

He fell asleep.

No child should have to live like this.

You don't need any kind of parenting book to know that.

So what's the plan?

I put in a call to the McCanns.

You know his half-brother up in Woodstock?

Liv, I can spend the night if you want.

No, no, no.

Go home to Phoebe.

I got this.

Drive him up in the morning?

That'd be great.

We BX9, brother.

We take what we want.

Noah, call the police.

Drop it, now!

All I could see was their eyes.

Nobody knows these guys better than Duarte.

For Sabo.

I need to know what I'm dealing with.

You think this is a game?

They've already put roots down in Manhattan.

What's next?

Noah, back inside.

Mom!

But how long am I gonna have to stay with Connor?

You know, I'm not sure, sweetie.

Until... until I know that it's safe.

But I don't wanna go.

I wanna stay here with you.

Noah, look.

We can't do that.

I mean, we certainly have enough of a police presence,

but remember how much fun you had last night with Connor?

And Fin came just to drive you up, right?

And I packed all your games,

and I'll pick you up before you know it.

Okay?

We're gonna take good care of your mom.

All right, sweetie?

I love you, Mom.

I love you, too, babe.

Have fun.

Bye-bye.

Carry on.

Huh? With what?

Whatever it was two were gabbing about when I walked in.

- Oh no, Captain. It wasn't like that. - You're a bad liar, Muncy.

Velasco, not so much.

I shot a kid yesterday.

I want eyes on him, medical treatment,

by the end of the day.

- Okay. - On it, Cap.

Captain, before we go, you have a visitor.

Captain Benson.

Looking pretty good, considering.

Thank you, Duarte.

I was almost hacked to death, so yeah.

You know, that says a lot about your standards.

So that's it? No apology?

For squashing your pie in the sky surveillance deal?

Trying to use some driver to cut off the head of BX9?

If I could've done things my way,

Oscar Papa would already be in jail.

It was half a gang case, but you were only interested

in the rape part of it.

Well, we have two rapists in prison,

Sabo and Pretty Ricky, who,

if my memory serves me correctly,

were gonna give up Oscar Papa's driver.

So the way I see it, we can still flip them.

Both were stabbed to death in prison

by 19th Street last month.

Why do you think you were greenlit?

So now what?

How do we get them?

Why don't we start with your victim statement?

You want my victim statement?

All right, here it is.

It is important for any victim of a violent or senseless act

to reclaim their own locus of control.

That's my victim statement.

Are you saying you wanna liaise with me?

I'm saying that somebody needs to show

you Bronx boys how it's done.

You must have the Gang Squad confused with Bronx SVU.

If you think that you can separate the gang problem

from the rape problem up there, I would like to see you try.

It's a good offer, Captain.

But if you wanna go after Oscar Papa,

you're gonna have to come up to the Bronx,

and we both know McGrath's never gonna allow that.

How about you let me deal with McGrath?

You got my calls?

And your texts.

So what's so important that I had to interrupt my meeting?

There's a lot of white shirts in this room,

so I'm imagining this is all about

your DOJ problem at Bronx SVU?

Trying to figure out a way to get the Feds

out of our collective underwear drawer.

I think I might be able to help you.

Oh, well, that's singing a very different tune

tune than you did yesterday.

Yeah, and I'll give you a hint why.

It's two letters, one number.

BX9.

I'm ready to go up to the Bronx.

And hunt down a gang?

And hunt down a man.

I'm getting my ass handed to me in there,

and that's your solution?

Duarte and I already have a plan to take down Oscar Papa.

Well, that's just not how victim statements are supposed to work.

Chief, all you have to do is walk in there

and announce that you're putting together a task force.

And what, you and your people

are gonna use the Bronx SVU as what?

Some kind of war room?

They still have cases to clear.

We can help.

That's... you said that's what you needed.

I understand that your squad room must feel

very empty without Rollins.

What does this have to do with Rollins?

Displacement.

Wow.

Chief, with all due respect, you've had what?

Three therapy sessions?

You're telling me that you think

that this is my redirecting unwanted feelings about...

about missing my friend?

Am I wrong?

I was with my son,

and a gang came after me with a machete.

And you took the fight to them.

But now you're asking me to let you

go looking for another fight.

All I'm saying is that both of our problems are in the Bronx.

Do you want me to fix that or not?

So you're telling me McGrath signed off on all this?

Well, with some parameters.

- Such as? - We save his ass.

Okay, so technically, we're only here

to offer our expertise and to close open cases.

Speaking of which, any luck finding that kid?

- I checked all the hospitals. - Okay.

So you and Muncy, talk to Duarte.

Have the Gang Unit work their CIs.

Do B&B. Debrief prisoners.

Someone knows where this kid is.

- Copy that, Captain. - And Muncy.

- Yeah. - Lose the blazer.

Will do.

Captain Benson.

Counselor, surprised to see you here.

I thought you were in private practice.

Yeah, I keep a foot in the Southern District.

This is AUSA Ingram Wise from DOJ Main,

our most senior attorney with boots on the ground.

Ah, Wise. Nice to meet you.

Glad you and your people are here, Captain.

As long as we're clear on boundaries.

We are here in a support capacity only.

So who here from Bronx SVU is in charge?

Well, most of the power structure

were forced into retirement.

Well, I see there's at least one holdover.

- Terry Bruno. - That's the whistleblower.

I heard he made out big

in that wrongful termination suit.

$11 million in city money.

So what the hell is he doing coming in to work?

How are we supposed to find what's open in this mess?

That's easy. You're looking at it.

You gotta be kidding.

Have fun.

- It's your mess now. - Ah, spoken like a true Fed.

Captain Benson.

I hope you brought a mop and a bucket.

Oh, look who it is. The little Dutch boy.

Half Italian, half Irish.

But I have been keeping this place watertight

with my own fingers for years.

Why'd it take you so long to speak up?

I talked, but nobody would listen until I sued them.

Detective Bruno, Sergeant Tutuola.

I've never shook hands with a millionaire before.

How's it feel?

Litigious.

I hope you don't mind us invading your space.

Nah, we're not precious.

It's a hell of a shiner you got there.

From those bangers you shot?

More open cases?

About 20 pounds' worth.

Where do you wanna start?

What's the one case that keeps you up at night?

You're not gonna like it.

- Why not? - 'Cause it's closed.

If you ask me, the wrong guy's locked up.

Six young girls over two years,

all attacked on their way home from St. Genevieve.

The deaf school?

Knocked out with one punch,

then dragged into a private area and raped.

Well, against my better judgment, I'm interested.

Their stories are consistent,

but no one would listen to them.

Yeah, I'm sensing the theme, Bruno.

Yeah. I know how they feel.

Well, you said the stories are consistent.

Did you have a translator, somebody who knew ASL?

We put in the request, but no one ever showed.

These weren't classified as a serial

until someone made a collar.

Local hump named Pup Peters.

We could connect him to the last victim,

but I think my captain just used him to wipe

the other five off the board.

And you're sure they put the wrong man in prison?

Yeah.

There were more rapes in the area, the same MO.

And my captain, he just ignored them

because we already had a perp behind bars.

So I kept pushing and pushing.

Until they fired you.

Well, the first step is to re-interview

any of these victims that will talk to us

with somebody who is fluent in ASL,

and preferably a woman.

You have someone in mind?

I do.

Hey, how are you? I heard what happened.

Well, at least I'm upright.

Thank you, Kate, for coming in.

Yeah, of course.

I'm not your only resource here, right?

Well...

- And you called for an interpreter? - I put in a request.

Right, and they told you it was gonna take a week?

And we just don't have that kind of time.

So these women have been waiting ten years.

Right.

How about we start with what you remember

about the day of the attack?

I noticed him when I got off the bus.

- Okay. - He was following me, so I...

I just started walking fast.

Okay. Did he say anything?

No.

He just... he just kept following me.

So I went into the park, and then I remember I felt...

I just felt this punch, right on the side of my head.

Hey.

It's okay.

Take your time.

When it was over, I went to find a police officer

and ask for help.

What happened next?

I signed help me, but he misunderstood it

and thought I pulled out a gun and he drew down.

At her?

Well, she's lucky she didn't get shot.

Did Bronx SVU even interview her?

I was handcuffed, behind my back.

I couldn't sign anything at all.

The lieutenant in charge of my case,

he didn't understand me.

He said if I couldn't communicate with him,

how am I supposed to communicate with a judge?

Okay. Did you have a rape kit done?

Yeah.

He finished it, but the lieutenant,

he never even told me the results.

Never. Nothing.

How's your relationship with this lieutenant?

I got him fired. How do you think?

What's with the third degree?

I already told the DOJ everything

I knew in my exit interview.

We're not with the DOJ, Lieutenant.

We're just fellow SVU cops, curious about what became

of rape kits in a possible serial.

What do you think?

They went to the lab.

And I might be old, but I'm not stupid.

You're here to piss in my beer.

Bruno put you up to this?

What makes you think that?

He didn't care about victims till he smelled a payday.

Bruno's lawsuit does not concern us.

Who is he gonna sue next, you?

How about you?

Back to the rape kits.

We got our guy the old-fashioned way.

Okay, so how'd you know Pup Peters was good for it?

He was known to the victim, placed in the area,

made a full confession.

I don't know what that means in Manhattan,

but in the Bronx, it means a conviction.

That wasn't a real confession.

I didn't touch those girls.

I kept trying to tell them.

Well, why did they pick you up in the first place?

Deaf girl's mother just up and dimed me out

to get out of some bogus drug charge.

But you admit you shot up with her?

Yeah. I fixed with her.

We'd party all night.

One time, I told her Cee-Cee was pretty, for a mute.

Okay.

Did you have sex with the girl?

No.

Hell, I was just being nice.

Yeah, a real sweet talker.

Look, my sheet might be long, but my heart is clean.

I only ever robbed drug dealers.

I don't mess with no kids.

That's for damn sure.

And what happened after you were arrested?

They put me in a box, kept asking me why I did it.

It went on for hours.

I started going into withdrawal, real bad.

- Didn't ask for a lawyer? - Didn't have to.

They gave me a piece of paper, said if I signed, I could fix.

So I signed, and shot up right there on the spot.

Look, you gonna get me out of here or not?

We're working on it.

DA is never gonna let him out unless we find another suspect.

We?

You could be on a beach in Bali.

I'm not leaving till this one's fixed.

- Everything all right? - Everything?

How about nothing?

And just when I thought we were starting

to understand each other.

Under no circumstances were you

to interfere with our work.

I haven't.

The deaf school case is closed.

You were only supposed to assist the Bronx SVU with uncleared cases.

It's hard enough for us to wade

through their gross incompetence

without you adding to the depth of the pile.

Pup Peter's confession was coerced.

It's not your job to make that determination, it's the DOJ's.

All right, this ends now.

I am ordering you to move on to another case

or get your people out of the Bronx.

Is that understood?

Copy that, Chief.

- Hey. - Benson. It's me, Bruno.

You need to drop what you're doing

and meet me at Willis and 141st.

Look, the Feds called McGrath.

I just got spanked.

They said we can't work closed cases.

We got another victim, a deaf girl.

He's still out there.

And he's leveling up. This one's dead.

Renee Perry, 14 years old, sophomore at St. Genevieve's.

Residents found her in the lot, tights around her ankles,

- called the local precinct. - Any witnesses?

No, we're canvassing, but, uh...

Folks up here don't like talking to cops.

Detective, Captain.

Well, I hope you're paying attention now because...

I'd exercise caution before finishing that sentence.

Because we have a serial on the loose.

It's been ten years since the last attack.

No, it hasn't.

Pup Peters is rotting in jail.

The real rapist has always been out there.

So there were other deaf victims?

What do you think I got fired about?

Any of them killed?

If someone had listened to me, or those deaf girls,

she'd still be alive.

We didn't botch the investigation.

No, no, you're just botching the cleanup.

All right, just walk it off, all right?

You can say what you want about him,

but his message is giving a voice to the voiceless.

I know how he feels.

Solving this one would send a signal to the community

that Bronx SVU's finally listening.

Given the circumstances, I have no objection

to you staying on this case.

Thank you.

Appreciate that.

What is that worried face?

A ten-year-old case.

Now we gotta solve it.

That poor baby.

I... I mostly just walk her home, and I wasn't there.

Was it quick?

No please, please. Just... just tell me.

The ME said the cause of death was blunt force trauma.

She didn't see or feel a thing.

Were you aware of the other St. Genevieve students that...

that were attacked?

I asked the administration when Renee first started.

I... I remember what happened to those other girls

when I was around her age.

What'd they say about it?

That they caught someone.

We understand.

We're so incredibly sorry.

She would have been safe

if I had been there to walk her out.

If this happened to my child...

Yeah, all right.

Thanks, Junior.

Lab pulled DNA from Renee Perry's body.

- That's good news. - Great.

Have the lab put a rush on it.

Well, it'll take at least a few weeks.

We don't have that kind of time.

With our killer still on the loose?

All right, grab your coat. Let's go.

- Where are we going? - To help motivate them.

See you.

As I already explained, our backlog is long.

I can't prioritize testing.

All right, so...

Eddie, is it?

Look, I understand there's a protocol, right?

But all we need is the DNA from Renee Perry's autopsy

to be run a little quicker than normal.

I am not authorized to unilaterally make that happen.

But you understand that we're trying to track a serial rapist?

And I'd like to help, but the gears of bureaucracy

don't grind any faster just because you

batted your eyelashes at me.

Hey, Eddie.

That's a nice watch.

Oh, it's just a Seiko.

My wife teases because every phone's got a clock,

but it never comes off my wrist.

Nonetheless, a fellow horologist.

You know what that is, don't you?

A Patek.

Is that real?

I splurged a little after my settlement.

Got this and a couple of Sea-Doos.

It's yours, if you rush that DNA.

- You can't do that. - Because it's bribery?

Because I'm a police captain.

But it worked, didn't it?

- Muncy. - Captain, we found the kid.

The one you shot.

- He's still alive? - Yeah.

A few of his buddies dumped him in some basement up in Tremont.

He's septic, 104 fever.

So make sure that he gets to Knickerbocker.

EMT says your bullet's in his leg.

About to have surgery.

Well, let me know when he's out.

I wanna talk to him.

Duarte found your banger. Is he gonna make it?

He's been in surgery all night.

They're trying to remove my bullet from his knee.

So what's your plan once he comes to?

When BX9 finds out he's in custody,

they're gonna come for him.

I have Muncy and Velasco on security detail,

and I'm liaising with Duarte.

Good news.

I got a call from Fuentes.

The DNA on Renee's body

was a match to some of the rapes

- from ten years ago. - Was he in the system?

No, but Fuentes was so enamored with my Patek,

he processed another sample

and uploaded it to a genealogy site.

- And? - He found a familial hit.

A half-brother in Park Chester.

I'll send Churlish to go pick him up.

Fantastic.

I'm telling you, I don't have a half-brother.

It's just me, my sister Diane in Orlando,

and Amy in Hoboken.

Go ahead, call them right now.

We don't wanna talk to your sisters.

We wanna talk to whoever raped these six girls...

And killed this girl, Renee.

She was only 14 years old.

All of these school girls were deaf, vulnerable.

They couldn't even hear the footsteps behind them.

I'm a CPA.

I garden, do puzzles with my wife.

I don't know anyone who could do something like that.

Yeah, well, we do, and DNA doesn't lie.

Your brother did this.

Dear God.

And if you keep protecting him,

we're gonna charge you as an accessory.

I don't know what's going on, but I swear to you,

I don't have a brother.

Then who were you looking for with that ancestry kit?

My wife gave that to me for my birthday.

She told me they didn't find any relatives.

Ancestry site screwed up.

Or the lab?

I want my watch back.

Fin's right.

DNA doesn't lie.

So the wife did.

When are you going to release my husband?

He's completely innocent.

He may be, but we need to find his half-brother.

- He doesn't have a brother. - Mrs. Little, we know.

And we know that you know.

Alan told us about the ancestry site.

The question is, how did you get the results?

Look, you have to talk to me.

This is a murder investigation.

Okay, okay.

I was curious.

I opened his email before he did.

Okay.

And you read it, and what did it say?

On his family tree, under parents,

were the names of two people I'd never heard of.

I thought it had to be a mistake.

So I emailed the woman listed as his mother.

And she let you in on her secret?

Alan's birth mother had an affair,

put Alan up for adoption.

And you decided not to tell your husband?

Alan thinks his adopted parents are his real parents.

Okay.

I love my family, I don't want them hurt.

I understand.

And we will do everything we can to protect

your family's secret.

But we need to catch this rapist

before he hurts another girl.

My husband forced me to give up Alan to save our marriage.

Did you have another son?

Yeah, Ronnie.

We've just had nothing but conflict and issues.

Can I ask about the issues?

Just a lot of anger between us both.

I really tried my best, but we just never really got along.

Where is Ronnie now?

- Ronnie Samuels. - NYPD.

I didn't do anything.

- Whoa! - Drop it!

Drop the gun, Ronnie.

Ronnie.

Don't shoot?

- Now you're protecting me? - Ronnie, Ronnie.

You told them I was here?

Ronnie, Ronnie. Listen to me.

I need you to give me the gun, okay?

Okay. Drop the gun, there we go.

There you go. Give me the gun.

There we go.

You're done, Ronnie.

We can connect you to Renee's murder

and three of the rape vics.

DNA, and all three picked you out of a lineup.

What are you offering?

A chance for your client to tell his side of the story

and answer some of our questions.

And if we like what he has to say,

we tell the DA he cooperated.

Why deaf girls?

You met my mother.

Why do you think?

It's pretty Freudian, isn't it?

I want to hurt her, but I can't.

That's it?

You don't listen very well.

I just confessed.

I wanna hear it.

These girls...

Logan Camacho, Rose Salazar, Moreno West.

They were victimized.

We didn't listen, and that's on us.

But their rapes?

That's on you.

And Renee.

She can't even speak at all anymore.

That wasn't supposed to happen.

She... she just hit her head.

I wanna hear you say it!

I raped them all.

Are we satisfied now?

No.

Not until he writes it up and signs it.

I've been waiting a long time for this.

Can we get out of the Bronx now?

No chance, Fin.

We have all those cases in there.

Yeah, a whole wall of them.

Which is your problem now.

You, Bruno, and Churlish.

That's not gonna be enough.

There's only one way to put out a fire like this.

Yeah, exactly, which is to toss more bodies at it.

And SVU Bronx needs a new squad now.

I don't have the authority to hire anybody.

Right, but you and Bruno should be vetting them

for 1PP and the Feds.

While you go after Oscar Papa?

It's the reason that I came up here, isn't it?

How much time you think they're gonna give Ronnie?

Seven counts for rape one, one count for murder two.

He'll spend the rest of his life behind bars.

Which means Pup Peter's rape conviction

will get overturned too.

And he'll probably sue.

Just like our friend in there.

Yeah, and if it keeps going on like this,

the city is gonna go broke.

The kid that I shot just got out of surgery.

Oh, I'm so glad you're having such a good time, Noah.

Yeah, me and Connor stayed up all night.

We had ice cream,

and we almost beat "Red Dead Redemption."

Well, it sounds like you're not ready to come home, huh?

No, but I miss you.

Oh, honey, I miss you too. So much.

Did you get those bad guys yet?

Oh, I'm still working on that.

But it sounds like you're getting a lot of bad guys.

Oh, sweetie, I gotta go.

Listen, don't... don't stay up all night again, okay?

All right? I'll call you tomorrow.

Love you.

Love you too.

Kid's still groggy.

Might be a good time to talk to him.

How's he doing?

He's gonna need a new knee.

Better than being dead in a basement somewhere.

He needs better friends.

Well, he's about to get one.

Remember me?

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