All language subtitles for Blue Bloods - S13E21 - Forgive Us Our Trespassers.sd-en

(indistinct radio chatter)

What do we got?

The victim is
Rosalie Gonzalez,

23 years old, just moved
in six months ago.

You the first on the scene?
Yeah, unfortunately.

What do we know so far?

The call came in
as a wellness check.

Her parents hadn't
heard from her,

and she didn't
show up for work today.

When I got here,
I rang the bell,

but there was
no answer.

Any signs of forced entry?

No. The back door was open,

but not forced.
That's how I got in.

(phone ringing)

The vic's phone. Her
mom's been calling her

since I got here.
You got an address?

Yeah.
Good.

Make the notification in person.

Will do.

BAEZ: The rosary beads
are black onyx, the note...

DANNY: "Return to me,
for I have redeemed you."

BAEZ:
Strangled, posed...

it has all the earmarks
of our Dr. Walker.
(phone ringing)

Yeah, except he's
in Bellehaven right now.

Reagan.
(sighs)

What?

Rosary beads,
posed, note?

Okay, got it.

They just found another victim.

Same MO, except this
one's in Suffolk County.

Copycat?
God only knows.

I got to take a road trip.

The city is still continuing
to see a surge in crime--

okay, not just quality-of-life,
but violent crime--

among the homeless

and emotionally disturbed population.

That's about to end.

Oh, is that a crystal ball
you've got there?

No, just a dynamic initiative.

I'm excited to announce
Mission: Open Arms,

a joint effort with the NYPD
to remove and transport

homeless and
emotionally disturbed citizens

from our streets and
to dedicated shelters.

By charging them with what?

They don't need to be charged.

Our finest will be
strategically and humanely

"talking them into handcuffs,"

the first step for
their fresh start.

I mean...

"talk 'em into handcuffs"?

The only way that works
on our streets, with our cops,

is if that talk starts with

"You're under arrest,
dot dot dot."

But the mayor made it sound
like it was an option.

Well, I don't know, Helen.

It's hard to know
what the mayor's thinking,

but you can't just
pluck people off the street

because they might
cause a disturbance

or could be bad for tourism.

Commissioner, the mayor called
Mission: Open Arms

a joint effort with NYPD.

Well, I just heard about
"mission impossible"

about an hour ago,
like the rest of the world.

And, look... (sighs)

I'm just as surprised

and dismayed as my cops.

And that's all, folks.

(overlapping shouting)

I can't go! Please!

My son's at home.
You have to stay still.

Hey, I'm Officer Janko,

this is Officer Badillo.
We're going to help you.

BADILLO:
Where's your son?

At home with a neighbor...

We got her address.

Okay. We're gonna
make sure he's okay.

(sobbing)
Who did this to you?

Uh, uh...
Did you get a good look
at him or her?

Him. Uh, g-gray hoodie,

um, black jeans and...

black and red sneakers.

Young? Old?

Twenties, I-I think...
All right.

2-9 David to central, be advised

we are on the lookout
for one suspect.

Male, last seen headed south
on the East River...

DISPATCH:
...wearing black jeans,
a gray hoodie,

and black and red sneakers.

I think this could be him.

Matches the description.
Pull us over.

Hey, police. Hold up. Hey!

(grunting)
(crying)

(siren approaching)

Help me cuff him up.

Man, I didn't even do nothing.

Yeah? Why'd you run?

Is it a crime to run?

And what happened
to your hands, huh?

Man, that's nothing.

Looks like blood.

You're under
arrest for assault.

Looks like you're
gonna need a lawyer.

I don't need no lawyer.

You just call Erin Reagan.

Erin Reagan? Why is that?

'Cause she'll take care of me.

Come on.

Fighting fire with fire
just burns down the house.

And what would you have me do?

Shuffle on up to the mic
with marbles in my mouth?

I'd have you let me do my job!
Be happy to.

You can start with
rewinding the clock

and giving me
a heads-up on this.

Boss, to be fair, it
came out of left field.

For all of us.
Let's take a time-out here.

And do what?

Let the mayor
rewrite the Patrol Guide?

Look, call his office,

and give him a heads-up
that I'm coming over.

See? No ambush.
I'm playing nice.

I'm riding shotgun.

No, you're not. Not this time.

I am not gonna give you a chance

to water down
just how insane this is.

I've got a ton
of vacation time banked.

High time I took some.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(sighs)

I don't know.

Hi.

Hi...

I just wanted to pop by.
I heard that you're announcing

your run at the Bar Association
dinner on Friday night.

That was supposed
to be a secret.

I just wanted to wish you luck.

Well, you could've
wished me luck there.

I'm not gonna be there.

But you love hosting. Oh.

(soft chuckle)

You bowed out for me.
It's better this way.

The focus should just be
on your run.

Not that your ex-husband
is introducing you.

Anyway, it's, uh,
it's no big deal.

I got to go. Um...

Break a leg.

Thank you.

Erin.
Nice to see you, Anthony.

Hey.

What's going on?

There's a woman, Louise
Johnson, in the hospital.

She was
assaulted, beaten

and stomped on
by one Tyler Green.

Why is that name familiar?

He was arrested for assault
a couple of weeks ago.

Right. We made him an offer...

And agreed to a program,
instead of jail time.

But apparently, he hasn't
shown up for the program.

Well, how's the victim?
How's she doing?

I really don't know.

(seabirds calling)

(sighs)

You know,
never thought I'd find you

in a setting
like this.

(laughs) Me, neither.

Far cry from Staten Island.

Yeah. Aw.

You look good.
You, too.

Mm.
So you're
the big chief now, huh?

Yep.

Of a town with a quarter
of the number of people

in the East Village. Wow.

So, not a lot of crime?
Well...

Drunk driver,
missing dog,

neighbor dispute,

but not until
a couple weeks ago. Yeah.

What's the story?

A, uh, summer renter rented
a bungalow off of Main Street.

Found strangled and posed.

With rosary beads
and a biblical quote?

"Vengeance is mine,
I will repay."

Yeah, same MO as my guy.

I'll take it from here.
Ah, no, no, no, no, no.

I don't think so.

You're the best detective
I've ever worked with, but...

this guy is not the only one who
wants a little vengeance, so...

we'll work it together.

I'd love to.
(phone ringing)

Hey, Baez.

Looks like this isn't
a copycat killer after all.

Why not?
BAEZ: Because I just

talked to Bellehaven.

Dr. Walker was released
three weeks ago.

(groans)

♪ ♪

Yeah. And on the given day,

dozens of cops tied up
in wrongful arrest allegations.

Ah, we'd handle that, too.

Mr. Mayor, you can't
just "handle" all of this.

You can if you're me.

I need proof.
I need facts.

I need partners
who get on board.

And I need partners
who look before they leap.

I did look.

I can't always factor in

your litany of grievances
and excuses.

The world moves
too fast for that.

Late for the governor.

Well, you're always late.

Who is on board,
if you didn't know.

We're not done yet.

Yeah, we kind of are.

I'll ride with you.

How the hell did he get out?

And why the hell
didn't you tell me?

Uh, I have no idea what
you're talking about right now.

Dr. Leonard Walker.

The nutjob that killed
all those women.

He's in Bellehaven.

No, he was in Bellehaven.

He got out three weeks ago,

and now I got two more
dead women on my hands.

I-I had no idea he was released.

Oh, okay, fine, you didn't
know he was released.

Can we at least
charge the guy now?

With what? You have new evidence

tying him to the recent murders?

You mean besides
the lock of hair

that he had in his possession?

The one that didn't match
any of our victims?

Well, what about
the rosary beads?
You have no prints,

no evidence, okay?

He bought rosary beads.

You know how many Catholics
there are in New York City?

You have nothing.

He confessed to me
that he killed those women.

In the waiting room
of a psych ward.

And he recanted.

It's your word against his.

I have two more women
killed with the same MO.

What the hell am I
supposed to do with that?

You're supposed to get
some evidence, a witness,

a signed confession,

surveillance video, something.

Something tangible.

(knocking)
Hey.

Erin, we just
picked up a guy--
I know, Tyler Green.

And there's nothing I can do
to change it.

I followed protocol.

Meaning she's not in the mood
to help either of us.

Are you kidding me?

I am sick and tired
of the two of you

feeling like you can
come up here any time

and complain about what you
think is wrong with the system.

So how about this?

The revolving door is now shut.

Go to any other ADA
with your complaints,

but do not come to me.

You can't ask
my cops to haul in

an emotionally disturbed person
based on loopholes in city law.

Do EDPs generally raise
obscure legal technicalities?

Generally, they raise broken
bottles and hypodermic needles.

Charlie, this detour
needs a detour of its own.

Come on, move it.

Get out of the city!

Get out of the city!

What are you doing here?

Get out of here!

Get off of me!

(sighs)

(indistinct shouting)

(grunts) Get off of me!

(grunting)
WOMAN:
You're nothing but trouble.

Get off of him.

(groans)

And you want us
to round up that

for sleeping in doorways?

And you want some little
old lady to go up against that?

You know what else
is way off here?

How my NYPD driver rerouted

to this particular nightmare
of an intersection.

How he slowed to a crawl

the second the light
turned yellow.

How damn convenient this is

for your little show-and-tell.

You're saying I set this up?

I wouldn't put it past you.

And it didn't get past me.

You're out of line, Mr. Mayor.

If I am, I'll apologize.

But I want this entire
incident investigated,

reverse-engineered,
every single move.

(sighs)

Hello, Mr. Walker.

Doctor.

That's right. My apologies.

I forgot. You're a healer.

I didn't have to come
in here, you know.

No, you didn't.

And I appreciate you coming in.

I was thinking maybe
you could help me

with two more murder victims.

If I can.

Great.

The first
is Rosalie Gonzalez.

Same MO as before. Strangled.

Posed.

Biblical quote.

And what makes you think

I'd know anything about that?

She was missing a lock of hair.

Next is Melinda Cohen.

She was renting a home
on Long Island.

Ooh, I do like the color
of her nail polish.

Do you?

I believe that's
called "ballet pink."

Ballet pink... Hmm.

You remember what you
told me before, Doc?

You told me that you
killed them all.

No, I don't recall that.

Okay.

With your expertise
and insight, maybe you can

help me figure out who
the person was who did this.

What makes you think
it's only one person?

What are you talking about?

Well, I'm just wondering if...

it might be a team.

A teacher and an apprentice.

Who are you talking about?

There is something called
doctor-patient confidentiality.

Which goes out the window
when murder is involved.

But I still wouldn't want
to betray anyone's confidence.

That's fair.

I can respect that.

Maybe we could start
with just a first name.

His name's Jeremy.

Jeremy.

Okay.

Does Jeremy have a last name?

I think I've said too much.

I believe he'd be

angry that I told.

Maybe I could talk to Jeremy?

You know, take you
out of the equation.

You help me, I help you.

No. That makes no sense.

Why not?

I don't need any help.

Ms. Johnson?

I'm ADA Erin Reagan.

I was hoping to ask
you a few questions.

Reagan?

Aren't you the one who let
that animal go free?

He was not set free,
he was placed in a program.

And you have the nerve

to come talk to me?

Look at my face.

I can't do much
unless you give me

the details about what happened.

What happened was

he was arrested
for assaulting another woman,

three weeks ago.

And you let him loose
to do it again

because you don't give a damn
about victims like me.

I'm very sorry that
this happened to you--

Get out!

Get out!

(sighs)

I can't talk
to you right now.

But you can listen.

I didn't mean
to set you off earlier.

It's fine, forget it.

Just want you to understand,
it was nothing personal.

Right. "Nothing personal."

You know, every week,
I sit at that table

surrounded by cops.

At this point, I'm the only one
not in the family business.

And that's fine.
I... I'm fine with it.

But it would be nice
if once in a while

you guys realized
that these things hit me

just as much
as they hit you.

I know they do.
Right, but the difference is

you have 35,000 brothers in blue

who have your back
all the time,

especially during tough times.

I don't have that.

I don't have a wall of ADAs

standing up there beside
me to take the heat.

So when my own
family piles it on,

it gets a bit much.

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

Dr. Walker was released
because he was no longer

a danger to himself or others.

Why don't you tell
that to the two women

he killed since
you let him out?

Then why don't you
arrest him, Detective?

All right.
Hold on a second, Doc.

What if it was your
girlfriend, or your wife?

Or your sister
or your mother?

Would it be different
for you then?

What do you want from me?

He told me that some guy
Jeremy was the killer.

Did he ever mention
this Jeremy to you?
Yes.

Well, who the hell is Jeremy?

Jeremy is Dr. Walker's
alternate identity.

What are you talking about?

Walker suffers from
Dissociative Identity Disorder.

Multiple personalities?

That's what it
used to be called.

It's when you feel the presence

of two or more people
talking and living in your head.

So...?

So, Jeremy, I'm afraid,
is Dr. Walker.

You got to be kidding me.
I wish.

'Fraid not, boss.

How the hell...

Cops' chat rooms
and forum threads

blew up after the mayor's
appearance on that radio show.

Mostly the usual
huffing and puffing.

But there was someone
on the mayor's detail

that put out word
when you got in his ride.

But a decision was made

to detour through
those specific blocks.

Yeah.
Two homeless shelters,

three liquor stores,
four weed shops

and a methadone clinic,

all within 100 feet
of that light.

And the EDP was known
to the beat cops

to be triggered
by official vehicles.

There may have been some... encouragement.

I wish all our cops
could be that resourceful.

We got names.

Of the officers involved.

He gets that, Sid.

Oh. You want 'em
up here forthwith?

No.

When, then?

I don't.

I've been PC
long enough to know

the culture of this department
can only be seen as top-down.

As stupid as that stunt was,

I'm not throwing anybody
under the bus.

I'll take the heat myself.

How many more of these
do we have to do?

Just two.

Or three.

Ay, Dios mío. What do you want?

Alissa Martin?

Depends.
You were assaulted
two months ago?

Yeah. Where were you then?

We have someone in custody we
think might be your attacker.

We want you to come
down to precinct,

sit with a detective,

(scoffs)
...look at a photo array,

go over the case.

I don't think so.

Don't you want to find
the guy that assaulted you?

Sure I do.
But let's say I cooperate.

Then what? You arrest him

and then he gets released
back onto the street

and who do you think
he'll be looking for?

The bitch that turned him in.

No, thanks.

How many more doors
do we need to get

slammed in our face
before we decide

to call it a day?
(sighs)

Wait, don't you
think it's weird

that she doesn't want
to help put the guy away?
No.

Not in a
neighborhood like this.

Did you see the tattoo
on her wrist?

I didn't notice. Why?

Louise Johnson had
the exact same one.

What are the odds of that?

Three blue stars.

And according
to the gang unit,

it's a common symbol for
the Flatbush Disciples.

I'm not familiar with them.

Well, they got their start
out at the projects

in East Flatbush.

Initiation into the gang
includes agreeing to a beatdown.

You can't fight back,
you're supposed

to just take your punches.

Wait, you think our vic was...

beaten up as a gang initiation?

I don't know,
but it would explain

why she wouldn't
cooperate with us.

But she described her attacker.
Why would she do that?

I don't know that, either.

But who you know who else
is a member

of the Flatbush Disciples?
Tyler Green.

So the buck stops here.

And... I'm very sorry.

Thought you had
nothing to do with it.

(sighs)

Like I said...

Yeah, yeah.

The buck stops there.

What about the guilty cops?

They are being dealt with.

How?

Commendations, a parade?

Modified duty,
pending investigation.

Your detail is being switched
out even as I speak.

And if the allegations
are substantiated,

they will be sent
back to patrol.

You say that like
I'm supposed to salute you

with tears in my eyes.

Who the hell was involved?

That is police business.

It's also City Hall business.

Some of your cops
put this city's mayor

in physical jeopardy.

It is an ongoing
internal investigation.

Hmm.

I'm dedicating a new intake
facility for our homeless

and mentally challenged,
tomorrow afternoon.

Either you join me
at the podium

and sing my praises
like it's the national anthem...

...or your cops
will be ferreted out

and named to the press.

Where's the buck stop, again?

With me.

Then I'll see you there.

♪ ♪

I knew I'd find you here.

Ah...

Don't tell Baez. Ha.

She's the one that told me
to bring you the coffee.

Mm.
So, you're not fooling
either of us.

Mm, still Captain
Obvious, I guess.

Yeah. (laughs)

All right,
so what's the plan?

We're gonna sit in front
of this guy's house

until he makes a mistake?
I'm just filling in
for the regular detail

till they show up. Walker
didn't show up for work,

I'm hoping he's inside.
That's it.

I forgot how personally
you take your cases.

If I remember correctly, you
take them pretty personal, too.

Well, I guess now
maybe you lost that

since you moved
to Suffolk County.

No.

I just mellowed.

It's hard not to
when you realize

there's a portion of the world
that cares if someone's pool

is five feet
from the fence, but...

that's the world
I want to live in.

You know, you should try it.

Yeah, maybe I will.

After we nail
this son of a bitch.

Seriously, the longer
he's out here,

the more likely it is
he finds another victim.

What about that, uh,
lock of hair we found?

Don't know who it belongs to.

Try Ancestry?
Don't have a match yet.

(phone ringing)
One second.

Reagan.

What the hell
are you talking about?

I'm sitting on his
house right now.

(sighs) Son of a bitch.

Yeah, thank you.
(phone clicks off)

They found another victim.

Welcome back, Jackie. Yeah.

(overlapping shouting)

We got no comment!

Thank you.

You okay?

Do you want a drink?

Just want to forget
this whole thing happened.

It'll all blow over soon.

Well, not for Louise Johnson,
it won't.

I mean, even if I can prove
that Tyler Green attacked her,

her injuries didn't
cause permanent damage.

So, without her cooperation,

he's looking at... maybe a year?

All because of me.

How were you supposed
to know that Tyler Green

was gonna go out
and attack someone?

You don't have a crystal ball.

Well, apparently, I don't
have good judgement, either.
Yeah, you do.

You got great judgement.

It was one mistake.

And once this election is over,

you're never gonna have to deal
with this kind of stuff anymore.

How do you figure that?
Are you kidding?

You're gonna be too busy

wining and dining
and giving speeches

and press conferences
and lobbying politicians.

Well, I didn't think
of it that way. Absolutely.

You're not gonna have time
to deal with victims anymore.

And that's what you want, right?

Yeah. Right.

JACKIE: Cassandra Petsanas.
23 years old.

DANNY: Sitting on his house
for hours before you showed up.

If he was there,
he couldn't have left.

Maybe he went out the back.

Looks like his phone pinged
about a half a mile from here,

so he was in the vicinity.

And then, after that,
we didn't get any signal.

So he turns off his phone,
kills our vic and then what?

Called the squad,
looking for you.

He called the squad
looking for me?

What the hell did he say?
The message was

he saw you sitting
out front of his house

and he just wanted
to wish you a good night.

(scoffs)

(sighs)

Your client is looking at

assault one
and attempted murder.

That's five to 25.

If he pleads, I can offer ten.

Let's not waste each
other's time, Erin.

I know that Louise Johnson isn't
cooperating with your office.

Your client stomped
on the victim.

Well, has your victim given
a statement to that effect?

I didn't think so.

Even if you brought
this to trial,

you don't have enough to win.

Frankly, you don't even have
enough for an indictment.

Louise Johnson
will be cooperating.

Assault three. Six months.

Take it or leave it.

I'll take my chances
with the jury. Fine.

Good luck telling the victim
that you screwed her over twice.

We got a match
from the hair.

Miriam Walker,
66 years old.

She went missing
seven years ago.

Miriam Walker...

Like as in Dr. Walker's mom?
Looks that way.

She was living in the house
with him when she went missing.

He probably killed her.

We don't have a body.

That's how
we're gonna catch him.

How?
We're gonna play his game.

My lawyer told me not to talk
to you without her present.

Yeah, she told me
she'll be here any minute.

Hmm.
We can wait.

I think we should. Great.

(sighs)

(grunts)

What have you got there?

Did you know human hair can last
a very long time like this--

in a plastic bag--
before it decomposes?

That's not yours.

No, it's not. It's actually...

your mother's.

That's what
the DNA test said.

Miriam Walker.

Well, she's been missing
for a long time.

What are you saying?

You know,
in the Victorian times,

people would take
a lock of hair like this

as a sign of affection

or to preserve
someone's memory.

Which one was it for you, Doc?

I know what you're doing.

Do you?

(soft chuckle)

You and I, we're...
(chuckles)

...we're not
that different.

Actually,
we're very different.

You like to murder
innocent young women,

and I don't.

But you see yourself
as an avenger.

Am I right?

I'd like to ask Jeremy
what he thinks.

He doesn't talk to strangers.

Then maybe
you should ask him

where the hell he was yesterday

between the hours
of 6:30 and 8:30.

Jeremy is unavailable
at this time.

Then where the hell were you

between the hours
of 6:30 and 8:30?

I was home watching you

sitting outside my house.

I have to leave now.

We're not finished.

I'm sorry, but I have a lot
of work left to do.

Follow me this way.

(sighs)

I got nothing from him.

I have some good news.

Apparently, Walker's mother
had a house in Mattituck

registered in her maiden name.

Jackie's securing a warrant.

Great. Do you want
to take a ride?
Yeah.

Of course.
Let's go.

I already told you,
I'm not giving a statement.

so why can't you
just leave me alone?

Because we think you haven't
told us the whole truth.

Now I'm a liar?

Your tattoo is from
the Flatbush Disciples.

So?

So maybe you got assaulted
as part of a gang initiation.

(groans) Oh, my God.

Look, we're just trying to help.

You're accusing me of lying
about being attacked.

You're basically telling me
I asked to get beat up

so I could become part
of the Flatbush Disciples.

Really?
JAMIE: You tell us.

We're out there busting our ass

trying to bring Tyler Green
to justice

and you're doing absolutely
nothing to help.

I'm not trying
to protect myself.

I'm trying to protect my son.

Then tell us the truth.

We can help you with that.

I... (sighs)

...didn't get beat up because
I trying to get into a gang.

I got beat up because
I wanted to get out of it.

What happened when you
asked to leave the gang?

Tyler Green told me the only way

someone can leave the gang
is in a body bag.

(applause)

CHASE: ...and the spirit
of our gathering today

comes right from Emma Lazarus'
beautiful sonnet

inscribed on our
Statue of Liberty.

We welcome not only
"your tired, your poor,

your huddled masses yearning
to breathe free"...

So if you give in to
blackmail, is it a sin?

Hmm. I'm not sure.

Well, say it is.

So if you defy blackmail,
is it a virtue?

Again, I'm not sure.

CHASE: ...proud
New Yorkers welcome

your marginalized,
your disenfranchised,

your mentally
and emotionally challenged

yearning to be
safe and warm,

fed and cared for.

I'm honored that my partner
in Mission: Open Arms

could be with us today.

Please welcome
Commissioner Frank Reagan.

(applause)

Thank you, Mr. Mayor,

and thank you,
Commissioner Reagan,

for so graciously
offering up your time

so that I might celebrate

and bless this...

wonderful partnership.

(sighs)

We're all God's children,

but in the warp and woof
of the daily grind,

we sometimes forget to recognize
and embrace that.

But today, here...

the mayor...

and the commissioner...

have brought us together
in harmony.

With all due respect,
Your Eminence--

Which always means disrespect
is about to follow.

I am the mayor,
on the mayor's schedule.

And I'll be brief
if you'll just be quiet.

Now, a person walks
down the block

and the crowds part
and the men tip their hats

and the women curtsy

and a stranger
in this town

asks, "Who is that person?"

What town are we in?

Well, the answer is never,

"Oh, he's the commissioner
of this place"

or "He's the archbishop
of this place."

No, the answer is always,
"He's the mayor of this place."

He's the mayor of this place
and he deserves your respect.

Hmm?

How long have you been
in office? Three years?

Three and a half.
Uh-huh.

He's been rising through
the ranks of the NYPD

since he was 22 years old.

He's forgotten more
about policing this city

than you'll ever learn
about being its mayor.

He's a professional

and as best as they come,

and he deserves your respect.

The uncompromising leader
always goes it alone.

And the people he leads
always lose

and suffer because of it.

Start leading together

and save your
political grandstanding

for the bathroom mirror.

Huh?

Now shake hands.

I mean it.

(sighs)

(indistinct radio chatter)

OFFICER: He's upstairs.
FEMALE OFFICER: Okay.

OFFICER:
Uh, you know, I'm gonna head
down to the basement.

FEMALE OFFICER:
Sounds good.

Anything?

Yeah, there's food
in the fridge,

electricity's been
turned on.

Somebody has definitely
been using this place.

All right.
Let's keep looking.

Danny, neighbor said
she saw him two days ago.

All right. I haven't
checked the garage yet.

You know what?
Get the cadaver dog.

Let's do a once-over.

Search.

Search.

(sniffing)

(whimpering)

Looks like we got
a hit here, Detective.

In the wall?
Yes.

All right, step out.

(thumping)

(hollow thumping)

Yeah, let's get that open.

(soft exhale)

I think we found
his mother.

Oh.

Wow. What are you doing here?

Uh, not exactly 35,000,
but not bad, right?

Think of us as your
brotherhood of justice.

And sisterhood.

JACK: Not sure where
that leaves me.

And what are you doing here?

I heard that, uh, we were
forming a support group,

and I wanted to support you.

JANKO: So, don't
leave us hanging,

did you get
the indictment?

The jury voted to indict

Tyler Green.

Two counts of attempted murder,

one count of assault.

That is fantastic. Yep.

Great investigative work.

I couldn't have done it
without you.

ABETEMARCO: All right,
so what do you say

we go out for a drink
to celebrate?

Yeah.
Great. You buying?

Yes.
(laughter)

And we're gonna go
out that way

because there's
reporters that way.

JAMIE: All right. Great.

(overlapping shouting)

I would like
to make a statement.

Uh, I'm sure you're all hearing

just about now that
we got an indictment

in the Tyler Green case,
thanks to the testimony

of multiple victims,
including Louise Johnson.

He will be arraigned
in Supreme Court

and is looking at 25 years
if convicted.

So justice was served.
Today, at least.

Um, recent events have
clarified a few things for me,

so I want to address
the question of...

when I will be announcing
officially my run

for Manhattan District Attorney.

And the answer to that is:

not this time around.

I believe I am where
I need to be

and where I will do
the most good.

And, uh...

right now,
it's as simple as that.

Just a quick question.

So, thank you.

(overlapping shouting)

You ready to celebrate?

Wow, you are full
of surprises today.
(laughs)

well, you ain't seen
nothing yet.

How was your vacation?

Wonderful.

Where'd you go?

Knicks at the Garden,
Hopper at the Whitney

and take-out on my couch.

With a stop at
St. Patrick's Cathedral?

Why would I do that?

Because real leaders
have a compass

and yours directed you there.

He tell you?

No.

Just a wild guess.

You need a wingman,

whether you know it or not
or like it or not.

If you say so.

Plus, Kearns has God
backing him up.

So you had to listen, being you.

Dinner?

Only if you're buying.

Elio's, 7:30.

See you there.

We're done here.
Let's head back to the city.

Good. I don't want
to leave Elena for so long.

I don't blame you.

Jackie said the
license plate readers

didn't track Walker's
car down here.

Well, he hasn't made it back
to his place in the city.

What about his phone?
His phone's off.

TECH:
Detectives?

I'm looking for Chief Curatola?

She left a little
while ago. What's up?

I think we found something
worth looking at.

May I?

He wore a Con Electric uniform.

That's how he got the girls
to let him in their place.

He wore
a Con Electric uniform.

(whistling)

(phone ringing)

Damn.

(exhales)

Danny.

We figured out how
he tricked the--

Listen, let me call you back.
My lights just went out.

The-- Your l--

(line beeps off)
Jackie? Hello?

(phone ringing)

(grunts)
Oh!

We got to go.

(gasps)

Ow!
(glass shatters)

(yells)
(screams)

(grunting)

(clicks)

(grunting)
(tires screech)

(siren wailing)

I'll take the front,
you go around the side.

BAEZ:
You got it.

Jack?

Jackie?

(gasping)

Hey.

Yeah.
You okay?

Yeah.
Where is he? Where's Walker?

I don't know. But he left.
BAEZ: Danny?

Hey! Take care of her.
BAEZ: Yeah.

I'm going after Walker.

(coughing)

You okay?

(panting)

Damn it.

He's in the wind, but he's
running out of places to go.

Yeah. Well, if you
hear anything...

You'll be the first call. Same.

Got to admit,

it feels like old times
working with you again, Jack.

Yeah. Brought back everything
I hate about the job.
(chuckles)

Yeah, I bet.
But everything I...

I love about
working with you. Same.

But you don't miss
any of it at all?

I mean, besides
working with me?
You?

Yes, I miss you.
(laughs)

But, no, the city?
No, no.

Yeah.
Not even a little bit.

Because...
I don't know,

I finally...
I found my happy place.

Yeah, you did.

And I think you should, too.

I have.

Yeah, I could tell.

But if I ever need
a change of pace,

I'll be knocking on that door

with a six-pack
and a bottle of red wine.

I'd like that.

Me, too. You take care.

(grunts)

You ready?
Yeah.

You okay?
Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I'm...

right where I want to be.

Do you really
feel like that?

Like where you are is exactly
where you want to be?

I do.

Turns out,
the bluebird of happiness

was in my own backyard.

DANNY: So you're
saying putting

dirtbags behind bars

is the bluebird
of your happiness?

For me, it is, yeah, mm-hmm.

What about the rest of you?

Well, it definitely is for me,
too, sad to say.

Me, too.
Me three.

Me four.

I am sorry that you, and Jack,

came all the way home

for my non-announcement.

Well, sorry not sorry.

It filled this table for
the first time in a long time.

I miss this.

Trust me, I trust you guys
more than you miss me.

I second that.

You realized that you
just seconded that...

we don't miss you very much.

Shut up.

Already?

Music to my ears.
(laughter)

I'm even more proud of you than
if you'd run for office and won.

Thank you.

JAMIE: You would've
never lasted, though.

DA's a political office.

Totally different species
of shark than you.

Hmm.

I think he meant that
as a compliment.

Okay, yeah.
(laughter)

Well, you know the PC
has to play in politics, too.

You saying he's a shark?

I'd say he's more bull
than shark.

Lone wolf.

Every mayor's white whale.

All of the above.

Hey, I'm just your
humble civil servant

trying to get along
with everybody.

(friendly jeering)

And again...

I can't tell you
how good it feels to...

have the whole
peanut gallery here today.

(contended sigh)

Who wants to say grace?

Under the circumstances,

I think it should be
a group effort.

There you go.

Bless us, O Lord,
and these thy gifts

which we are about to receive
from thy bounty

through Christ our Lord. Amen.

Okay.
Okay.

Okay.
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