Original subtitles

(indistinct chatter)

DANNY: Now that I have

advised you of your rights, are you willing to answer questions?

Yeah, no. Do you understand

your rights as I have read them to you?

Yeah, no. Yes or no?

MAN: I said I'm a detective.

Oh, there he is. Hey. Hey!

Do you know what this guy's called? Yeah, Paulie Sabino.

No. Animal.

I'm Detective Vanderlip.

I collared him not even two weeks ago on a rape charge.

How the hell is he out?

Well, I'm Detective Reagan and I have no idea.

And you need to get your ass outside.

Now!

All right, all right.

It's all right. Coming through.

Little young for you, ain't she?

You know how it is when they beg.

Hey! (laughing)

Back up!

Back up!

(grunts)

You happy now?

I'm really sorry, Detective. I'm sorry.

It's okay.

It's our collar, it's our responsibility.

We got this. Goodbye.

All right, all right, I hear you, I hear you.

I'm sorry.

This is so wrong.

Get him out of here.

Your 11:00 is on his way up.

Friend or foe?

A digital copy of your daily agenda is emailed to you

at 0530 each morning and a hard copy

is left on your desk.

Oh. Sorry.

He made an appointment?

Yes. For 11:00 am.

It is now 11:00 am.

Boy, someone ate their Wheaties this morning.

May I invite him up?

Yes.

You know,

you could just drop by, you don't

need to make an appointment.

It was official business. I was just showing respect.

So, what do you got?

It's all in there.

Well, can you give me the coming attractions?

NYPD Sergeant Ryan O'Rourke,

survived by his wife Ellen,

and sons Joseph and Luke.

And we're talking about him because?

The last Police Combat Cross

I bestowed as Commissioner

I hung on him, as a rookie.

Well, I'm sorry about your loss, Pop.

The family has applied for benefits

from the 9/11 Victims Compensation Fund.

He worked Ground Zero.

Yeah. Well,

then the family's doing the right thing.

But not everyone does, though.

The fund has been jammed up some

with false claims.

And there's also lawyers

who chase the payouts, if can you imagine.

So, I-I just want you to push it along.

That's it?

Yeah.

Just pick up the phone?

Yep.

Done.

Thank you, Francis. (chuckles)

I wish everyone who came through that door

had just can of corn they needed me to field.

(chuckles) My pleasure.

Good news and bad news.

Good news first.

No can do. Sorry, Janko,

your weekend off is off.

What? We put in for that

four months ago. Six, actually.

It's our fifth-year wedding anniversary.

Yeah, well, it's always something, so...

Gee, thanks. No, I'm sorry.

Okay? But what I am not

is able to do anything about it.

The new minimum manning requirements

are playing hell with all the excusal requests.

Well, what if we make some trades?

I already tried.

I think she meant

what if we tried?

So, the good news is

I am sending you

on a different kind of second honeymoon.

An undercover assignment.

To Jazz at Lincoln Center

and dinner at Marea?

What we were gonna do?

There is a sober living house in the precinct

that's been getting all kinds of complaints.

Loud and boisterous behavior, discon,

suspected drug sales.

That New Chapter place?

And a pal of mine over in Social Services

thinks that they are running an insurance fraud mill

but can't get any of the oversight agencies

to pick up the ball.

And you thought of us because?

Dynamic duo, back in action.

Come on-- Jamko-- together again,

out on the street, doing what they do best.

Which is what, exactly?

Gathering evidence through thorough

but disciplined policing.

Any point in us pushing back?

You have met me, right?

Mr. Arnott. Josh Arnott.

And you are?

Detective Gus Vanderlip.

You represented Paulie Sabino

on a rape charge

couple weeks back.

It's not a question, Josh.

You did.

And you got him off.

Okay, you say so. What can I do for you?

You can tell me exactly how you did it.

(chuckles)

Oh, what the hell, man?

Get in the car.

Hey, you can't just...

Yeah?

I can't?

Get in the car.

♪ ♪

BAKER: A lot of the records pertaining to who worked at Ground Zero

were lost in the flooding after Superstorm Sandy,

and Sergeant O'Rourke's seem to be among them.

Oh.

Uh, letters of support for his application?

Your father's and, uh, two others.

Who worked Ground Zero with Sergeant O'Rourke?

Uh, that's privileged information.

Which you are in a privileged position to obtain.

Yes,

but using that hook might raise questions

about this office's confidence

in the application.

Good point.

Where are you going with this?

Uh, where it leads me.

Which is?

Sergeant O'Rourke died

from liver and esophageal cancer.

He was active on social media,

especially posting pictures.

Almost every photo has him

with a cocktail in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

Can we lose the implied scolding, please?

He's a decorated police officer, not a yoga instructor.

Yes, sir.

Battalions of cops have lived long into retirement

with that lifestyle.

Way fewer, those who worked the pile.

Copy that, sir.

So...

Carry on, Baker.

Carry on, looking for what?

Like you said before:

wherever this leads you.

(door opens)

Hey. (chuckles)

The old man finally come to his senses

and bust you back down to squad boss?

You wish.

I really miss you, Sarge.

Lieutenant.

Especially after quitting time in the bar.

That's when I miss you most.

You mean only then. Nah.

That's not what I mean. Yeah.

Come on in.

What's going on? That detective

that crashed your collar? Yeah. Uh-huh?

Gus Vanderlip? Yeah.

We go way back.

Not for nothing, but you go way back

with everyone on the job, boss. You're old.

Mm-hmm. Next your gonna tell me he's a good cop.

No, he's not a good cop. He's a great cop.

Okay, he's a great cop. So?

Shut up and listen. Look at this.

Who's the guy? One Josh Arnott,

Legal Aid attorney.

He's the one that got Paulie Sabino off

the last time he raped a woman.

Vanderlip was pissed off about that.

Rightly so. He sent this video.

VANDERLIP: For the last time,

how did you get him off?

I told you-- a technicality. What technicality?!

I convinced the judge that Sabino's statement

was involuntary and the vic didn't ID him

in the photo array, so the statement

was the only thing tying him to the crime.

VANDERLIP: Well, except that he did the rape,

and had before and he just did again!

It was the judge's ruling, so blame her.

I was just doing my job. (grunts)

Okay. He hurt the guy?

No. Just scared the crap out of him.

Where's Vanderlip now? In the wind.

Okay.

And what does all of this have to do with us?

Gus is not done. And I don't know who's next.

What do you mean he's not done?

He's not done getting to the bottom

of how a guy like Paulie Sabino

could be walking the streets a free man.

Now, Arnott is pressing charges.

We got to find Gus before the cops do.

We are the cops.

Danny...

we need to find him.

It's a three-quarter house,

kind of a play on halfway house.

I know what it is. I don't.

Barely supervised sober living funded by the city and state.

Translation: scamming the city and state?

That's what's in the air.

Mm. So,

what are the dos and don'ts

if we can find enough to bring charges that'd stick?

And what exactly does your search warrant cover?

We don't have one, yet. This stage

is just observe and report.

Like a mall cop.

We're trying to get enough for a search warrant.

But not a single agency-- including this DA's office--

followed up on any of the complaints,

so we're two cops taking a flier.

It's our anniversary tomorrow.

This isn't how we planned on celebrating it.

Hey. Hey, sorry I'm late.

Uh, I had to go to three different delis

to find poppy seeds.

Poppy seeds in the bagels

and the quinine in the tonic tests you as positive

for opiates as if you Hoovered a bunch of Burma sugar yourself.

I found that out, thank you very much. ERIN: Okay,

here goes:

you can look but you can't touch.

All right? You can cite anything in plain view.

Don't open a drawer, don't open a closet, don't

bump the space bar to wake up the laptop.

You get it?

("Lust for Life" by Iggy Pop playing)

♪ I'm worth a million in prizes ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm through with sleeping ♪

♪ On the sidewalk ♪

♪ I got a lust for life ♪

♪ Oh, lust for life ♪

♪ I got a lust for life ♪

♪ I got a lust for life ♪

♪ A lust for life... ♪

Wait over there to give your samples,

an attendant will call your names.

Uh, I ask you a question?

You test poz, where do you go from here?

New Chapter House.

Everyone who tests poz here goes to the same place?

They have a number of conveniently-located facilities.

But all run by the same folks?

You've tried the rest, now try the best. Next.

What were you doing right now five years ago?

Mm, what time is it?

Quarter to 5:00.

Swearing to my mom that her ass didn't look fat

in her dress for the rehearsal dinner.

You?

Same thing, but with Henry.

Shut up.

Actually, I was praying that you didn't get smart

and go all runaway bride on me.

No.

Yup. I knew how lucky I was.

ATTENDANT: Edwin Janky?

I think you're up. I know.

GORMLEY: I was tight with him on and off since the early days.

Not barbecues and birthdays,

more like learning the ropes together.

Mm. Look, I get

a perp can set any of us off at any time,

but what is it about this particular case

that set him off so bad?

Well, Gus' little sister

was raped when they were kids,

and she was never the same.

(groans softly)

What do you think he's gonna do?

I don't have his gifts. I can't read his mind.

If you had to guess.

Guys like Gus hated a slanted playing field.

Maybe he wants to know-- wants us cops to know--

how it is that garbage

like Paulie Sabino keeps getting put out at the curb.

Good question. (door opens)

Here they come.

Tommy, Keith.

Hey, Sid, didn't see you there.

Gus inside? Nope.

Going somewhere? Don't know.

He just asked us to pick up a few things.

We got a problem, Sid?

No, but Vanderlip does.

You don't go around rousting some Legal Aid attorney

just 'cause he got a guy off.

We don't know nothing about that.

It's in the air.

If you see him, tell him I'm looking for him.

Will do.

Let's have it.

Have what?

The part you left out.

You asked me to determine whether or not

Sergeant O'Rourke worked at Ground Zero. I did that.

Yes, and I read that.

But I think you left something out,

so I will ask you again.

What is it?

He did not work at Ground Zero, on or off-duty.

End of story.

I see.

I'm waiting.

He did work peer-to-peer counseling

after 9/11.

My back-of-the-napkin figuring--

hundreds of hours.

Maybe thousands, all in.

So, logged and recorded?

With the organization and with his CO.

Hours of his own time,

spent helping the survivor families with the paperwork.

Hours spent enduring sneak attacks

of their shock and grief, I imagine.

So, hours spent working on...

a different pile of rubble.

But we can't call it work...

...that gave him what got him.

No.

Apparently, he made great key lime pie.

Baked and delivered hundreds of those, too.

You need a tissue?

It's just allergies.

Yeah, they're bad this time of year.

JANKO: And you

ice that cake with Jameson losing his mom

ten days after my dad passed, plus, you know,

struggling with money

and staying clean,

and well, you know, boom, here we are.

Welcome.

Thank you for having us.

We are... we're happy to pitch in

with chores or whatever.

We're not freeloaders.

Yeah, we're-we're broke, you know, money-wise.

Well, maybe you could sell your story to that Brad Paisley.

Might make a hit single.

Room keys, house rules.

Can I ask you something?

Kind of smells like weed.

Those two are juicers.

Weed's not their problem.

("Caught Up in You" by 38 Special playing)

Our show's on.

Hey, turn that down.

Free country! That rots your mind, you know.

(overlapping arguing)

DOCTOR: Hey! Hey, hey.

Meditation time.

One hour. (music stops)

Are you kidding me? An hour?!

Boo!

(all booing, clamoring)

VANDERLIP: Tell the people how we lost.

You should have done a lineup instead of just a photo array.

VANDERLIP: We had the evidence.

It was the guy.

You know it was the guy.

What I know is the defendant's attorney moved

to have the case dismissed and the judge ruled for the defense.

VANDERLIP: And that's all you got?

Seriously?

It's not my job to tell a judge what to do.

VANDERLIP: This account,

and the one from the Legal Aid attorney she references,

were given under coercion.

But that doesn't mean that they're not true.

They are true.

Cops got a right to know what they're up against

from the people we hand criminals over to for justice.

Thank you.

Well, it's just like you called it.

In fact, it's almost as if

you two had a conversation about it.

What are you saying?

I'm just saying.

Well, we didn't.

Mm-hmm.

But the given day,

the right wrong circumstances,

a vet like Vanderlip--

that fuse could be lit by a wet match.

Mm-hmm.

What's the order from One PP?

To bring him in. Quietly, if we can.

You think he'll just go along quietly?

Quietly, I don't know.

But I don't think he'd ever hurt a fellow cop.

Hey, new kid.

Jamie.

River. Pleased to meet you.

Likewise. You bring any traps?

Rats? Cockroaches?

Oh, n... no.

This room's got the hot water pipes running

behind the wall here beside the bed.

Gets you a lot of critters trying to come in

and get warm.

I got some traps you can have.

Oh, thanks.

What you got to trade?

Come on.

You look like a Oxy guy.

Nah. Adderall. Oh.

Mm. Okay, okay.

Ten Addys for the traps.

(laughs softly)

And...

a Happy Meal.

Um...

I wa... I was an Addys guy,

but now I'm trying to stay clean

with my, um... with my special lady.

So... nothing?

Really?

(smacks lips) Come on, man.

I'm kind of strung out here.

Uh, tell you what.

I got a 20 here if, uh,

you can give me the lay of the land?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

How long have you been in here? Three months,

give or take. (sighs)

And if Wexler's a real doctor, I'm that Meghan Markle.

(laughs)

Ah. Okay.

NARRATOR As the female lion approaches its prey,

she stays hidden in the grass.

As long as she can be in direct view...

Got a minute, Pop?

I think I can squeeze you in.

(chuckles softly) (TV pauses)

Did you know that Ryan O'Rourke put in countless hours

of peer-to-peer work after 9/11?

I told you.

He was a great guy and a great cop.

Well, that's the right word, all right.

I'm sorry I never got to meet him.

Mm.

You know, he put in

maybe over a thousand hours,

and not one minute of them

was submitted as overtime.

Wow.

Hmm.

And...

...not one minute of them was at Ground Zero, either.

Well, that can't be right.

Look, who is shepherding his application?

His widow, his boys.

The union, uh,

some of his old cop pals.

Well, they need to back off.

Because you say so?

Because it's a fraudulent claim.

Oh, you'd better take that back.

Okay, uh, because it's a dead end, Pop.

The VCF and the Pension Fund

do investigate these claims, you know.

Yeah, I know.

And they weigh in all kinds

of extenuating circumstances,

which is why I asked you to pick up the phone.

Not investigate yourself, just pick up the phone.

And I can't do that.

Look...

he's a hero, Pop.

Just not a Ground Zero one.

So, are you gonna pick up the phone

and kill the application?

Hey.

That thought never even occurred to me.

Well, don't.

And maybe next time

when somebody asks you for a favor,

just say yes or just say no, but don't say yes

and then frisk the favor and grill it in the box.

Now leave me alone.

NARRATOR: Once the lion is close enough,

the zebra has no chance.

She will pounce.

Nicole. What the hell?!

Detective Gus Vanderlip, NYPD. (gasps)

We need to talk.

How dare you.

(shushing) Oh, don't you shush me.

It's unplugged. Plus, you know, gun.

Judge, just sit down, this'll only take a minute.

Your Honor.

Sit down.

Through the Bilco door

to the basement, to answer your question.

They always make those so damn easy to disarm.

Ask any lowlife.

Now, Judge Klath, walk us through how you managed

to let the serial rapist Paul Joseph Sabino

walk out of your courtroom a free man.

Who? Paulie Sabino.

Legal Aid attorney Josh Arnott

for the defense, ADA Mariel Enriquez

for the prosecution, just a couple of weeks back.

Got it. Put the gun away.

How about first you talk.

Not at gunpoint.

Okay.

Now.

How about you tell me

how in the hell does that happen?

Well, let me try to remember.

(indistinct chatter)

I didn't stop to look.

I think I hit him in the arm

or the shoulder. And he ran out?

And I called 911.

You said he put the gun aside.

Did he holster it?

No, on the table.

Oh. You shot an unarmed man?

Unarmed?

Yeah. Well, it was within reach,

but... What are you getting at?

We're just trying to ascertain the chain of events, Judge.

The chain of events was he broke into my house and pulled

a gun on me and I shot him when I had the chance.

You two...

Did he attempt to return fire?

No.

Did he prevent you from calling 911?

No, he did not.

He fled, out the back. And we are done here.

("867-5309/Jenny" by Tommy Tutone playing)

♪ Hey! ♪

(indistinct chatter)

They got it rigged

so that they collect

whenever the inmates fall off the wagon.

This one guy, Dennis--

it's nine months and counting of rinse and repeat.

I really hate this place.

As in you want to bail?

As in I want to burn it to the ground.

Hey. River.

Um, Eddie. Eddie, River.

Hey. Hey.

You want to join us?

Can I borrow him?

For a minute, outside?

I'm meeting a friend

and this neighborhood gives me the willies at night.

♪ Mine, Jenny, don't change... ♪

Yeah.

♪ 867-5309. ♪

♪ ♪

You got me.

You got Eddie. You-You'd like her.

One night at a time, you know?

That's all dandy, but...

I ain't got what I need.

(chuckles)

Then give me back my 20.

Uh-uh, I earned that 20.

Not to buy drugs, you didn't. Gimme.

Your 20 is in my room. But these tens...

were not in your pocket.

You're sweet. Thank you. Really.

Be easy.

(indistinct conversation)

JAMIE: River.

River.

Man, you got a lot to learn.

Love me some Saturday night rounds.

Yeah, I hope they have some food, I'm starving.

I hope you're starving for crappy, cold pizza.

ADAMS: You always say that every time

and then you eat five slices. (laughs) JOHNSON: Aw, come on, man.

After you.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey, guys.

Hey, Sid.

Keith Harper. We didn't really meet.

If you're here about Vandy, he's in the wind.

We figured that much ourselves.

Yeah, we also figured you know which way the wind blows.

You think too much of us, Detective.

Vandy broke into a judge's house and held her at gunpoint.

Best we can hope to do for him now

is bring him in alive.

Like I said, we don't have any idea...

Like I said, we think you do know where he is

and you're gonna tell us,

or I'm gonna charge you with everything I can

and frame you for everything I can't.

I'm good like that in the 5-4.

Hmm.

He's getting fixed up at a doc-in-the-box.

43rd Ave and Bliss Street,

Long Island City.

Chaz Goodrow?

Still in business, God bless him.

Who else knows he's there?

Nobody.

You're sure about that?

Positive.

We got him to Goodrow 'cause,

you know... trust.

Trust. Mm.

Like the same way we can trust

that you're not gonna tip him off

that we're on our way?

We're on orders from the PC to bring him in.

I've known the PC my whole life.

Trust me, you don't want to cross him.

Right?

Copy that. Copy that.

Good.

I've known Vandy too long and respect him too much.

I'm afraid he's gonna talk me out

of collaring him. Well, we both caught the case.

Just ride shotgun.

Are you asleep?

It's barely 10:00 Saturday night.

(sighing)

Oh, Pop.

(laughing, indistinct chatter)

It's like they're not even trying to hide it.

Yeah, and they only do that when what?

When you think no one's looking

for what you're trying to hide.

You got your phone?

Yeah.

Watch me now.

("You Never Can Tell" by Chuck Berry playing)

♪ It was a teenage wedding and the old folks... ♪

Happy Anniversary, wife.

Happy Anniversary, husband.

♪ That Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle ♪

♪ And now the young monsieur and madame ♪

♪ Have rung the chapel bell ♪

♪ "C'est la vie," say the old folks ♪

♪ It goes to show you never can tell ♪

♪ They furnished off an apartment ♪

♪ With a two-room Roebuck sale ♪

♪ The coolerator was crammed ♪

♪ With TV dinners and ginger ale ♪

Kiss me, come on. Kiss me.

Give me your cell phones.

Uh, sorry, but, uh, no. Private property.

Sorry, but yeah. Filming in this facility

is against HIPAA regulations.

But listen, we're just filming us, so... Lady, I'm not gonna ask again.

Hand over the phones.

Okay, okay, you got it.

(shutter clicking) You got it.

Hey! Hey, you can't do that.

Hey, I think we just did.

(screams)

♪ Seven hundred little records... ♪

It's River.

♪ Rhythm and jazz ♪

JANKO: Hey, help her.

Hey, River. River. River.

Take a step back. River, stay with me.

Hey. Hey, River.

Eddie, call a bus. Okay.

Hey, River. Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, where's your Narcan?!

You're cops? Yeah! Where is your Narcan?!

In the car, we keep it in the car.

Move! Right now! Go get it!

Yes, this is Officer Edit Janko.

I need a bus

at 816 West 24.

Apparent overdose.

Everybody, I need you to take a step back.

I'm in charge.

Not anymore, lady. Get back!

You got an AED?

Where's that Narcan?

Coming. So's Christmas!

Hey, hey, River. River, stay with me. JANKO: Back up.

Hey, you hear me? River, hey.

River.

Hey, River.

Sorry, we're closed.

I'm here for Detective Vanderlip.

He left five minutes ago.

How about we try this again?

I'm Detective Reagan,

and I'm here for Detective Vanderlip.

It's okay, Chaz.

Chaz, it's all right.

Give us the room, please.

(clears throat quietly)

Reagan, listen to me.

It's like he said-- I left five minutes ago.

The doc'll back that up.

Think your watch might be broken.

Yeah. I'm just gonna head out the back door.

I got backup out the back door. You ain't going out there.

Oh, yeah? Mm-hmm.

Who, Sid?

No.

Then I'll head out the front door.

Yeah, right into my squad car.

Then I'll drive you to your squad

and we'll get you a good lawyer

and help you get out of this mess.

Nah. I don't trust lawyers.

Well, I don't trust them either,

but you don't have much of a choice.

You don't want to do this.

You're right about that.

GORMLEY: Vandy.

Sid. (chuckles)

Somehow I knew you'd be here.

Vandy, we got your six.

Oh. Literally?

Sid got a gun on me?

GORMLEY: Yeah, I got a gun. Yeah.

So, fellas, in the history of the police,

has there ever been a suicide by cop

where the shooters and the vic were all cops?

Decorated cops.

Can you imagine?

♪ ♪

(door closes)

(indistinct chatter)

Good work, you two.

(scoffs) Gee, thanks.

Yeah, next time you think of us, don't, huh?

No can do.

EMT: Coming through.

♪ ♪

Grant us the serenity to

accept the things we cannot change.

You know, we could just say

he got the jump on us.

Both of us? Mmm.

What are we, amateurs?

Well, you're a little rusty.

Or we could just tell the truth.

Hmm. Three cops, three guns out,

but nobody with an appetite to shoot one of their own.

Can't hang us for that. Or...

...never happened.

Think he might off himself?

Vandy? Nah.

Did kind of crack.

And he also said, you know, "suicide by cop."

You're gonna off yourself,

why do you go get your wing fixed first?

It'd be like getting

a magazine subscription or green bananas.

You're gonna be dead.

What good are they?

Good point. Besides,

I know the man.

He's one of those cops,

when he goes,

he wants it to be at 90 miles per hour

with his hair on fire.

He did. Until he cracked.

Cracked, yeah.

Don't mean he fell apart, though.

(indistinct announcement over P.A.)

First of all,

thank you both for the grace that you showed me.

Second, I'm sending what I got

from the judge along with this,

and third, and to the point,

what has it come to? (scoffs)

A cop breaks into a judge's house,

grills the judge at gunpoint. The judge

gets the jump on the cop and shoots him.

What a world, huh?

(laughs)

What a world that is.

Did you hear that in the background?

Yeah, boarding announcements. Airport.

Yeah. Newark's too far.

It's got to be JFK or LaGuardia. Yeah.

We should call it in.

Yeah, yeah.

We should call it in.

Maybe.

(organ playing)

Father, forgive me, for I have sinned.

No talking in church.

Mass hasn't started yet.

Zip it anyway.

I'm saying my rosary.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee blessed are those...

Look, I didn't walk in your shoes, Pop.

If I had,

I would have realized

how important this was to you.

Not to me.

To his widow and their kids.

And to you.

You're a contract guy, at your core.

It is your air and water

to see that those who deserve

a little somethin' somethin'

get it.

Keeps the world in balance,

and sees to it that the bad guys get theirs

and the good guys get theirs.

Shh. Be quiet!

You be quiet.

So...

I apologize

if you felt short-shrifted by me.

Uh-huh.

But...

...that fund is reserved

for those particular heroes.

And there's

nothing you or I can do about that.

Or should be, I guess.

Should be.

Well, 99% of the time,

being the hero doesn't get you an extra pickle. Well, Pop,

there's other rewards.

I'm sure Ryan O'Rourke got his share.

He was just a real person.

As were his wife and his kids.

And real people

like a fat envelope for a thank you.

If we're being honest.

And we have to be.

If we lie in church, we're going to hell.

Hmm. PRIEST: Please rise

for our processional hymn,

number 41 in the missalette,

"Amazing Grace."

♪ Amazing Grace ♪

♪ How sweet ♪

♪ The sound ♪

♪ That saved ♪

♪ A wretch ♪

♪ Like me ♪

♪ I once ♪

♪ Was lost ♪

♪ But now ♪

♪ Am found. ♪

So, what'd you get her?

How do you know it's not a surprise?

'Cause your anniversary was yesterday.

(all chuckle)

Yeah. Well, uh, we had great tickets,

but we had to postpone for the sting. Yeah.

Tickets are paper.

Paper's first anniversary.

Yeah, we're not really into all that stuff.

Into all what-- a time-honored romantic tradition?

I don't even know what that is.

Yeah, what exactly are you supposed to give

on the five-year anniversary, anyway?

Traditionally? Wood.

Wood?

Wood. So, Jamie's supposed to give her

wood. Just... major wood. Wow.

(laughing) DANNY: Yeah.

What do you say, Jaimie-- you think you're up to it?

(laughing)

Think you got it in you?

(laughs)

I, for one, would love to hear you guys

renew your vows.

Aw. JANKO: That's nice.

Oh, I don't know about that, Pop.

It's, uh, it's been a while. FRANK: Come on.

Wait, we... I remember.

Eh, he forgot. Prove it.

SEAN: Yeah. Hey, come on.

I remember the vows.

No, no. No, no, no.

I still remember. I still do.

Okay.

Okay, prove it.

JANKO: You have to now. ERIN: Mm-hmm.

I will always, and still always...

Have your back. have my back... Your back. Sorry.

(imitates buzzer)

(laughs)

(laughs) ERIN: Need some help?

(Henry chuckles)

Have your back. Have my back.

Sorry, your back. Mm-hmm.

It's going well. If you fall behind,

I'll wait up.

JAIMIE: I will

earn your respect and pay you respect

every day we have.

JANKO: I'll be your scout, your night watchman,

and your cavalry.

JAMIE: Your medic and your chaplain

in our army of two.

No retreat, No retreat,

no surrender. no surrender.

You can count on me.

And you can count on me.

ALL: Aw. DANNY: You guys!

I'll tell you...

DANNY: Very sweet.

♪ When I wake up... ♪

DANNY: A little long, but sweet.

♪ I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you ♪

ALL: Bless us O Lord,

and these Thy gifts,

which we are about to receive

from Thy bounty,

through Christ our Lord, Amen.

♪ But I would walk 500 miles ♪

♪ And I would walk 500 more ♪

♪ Just to be the man ♪

♪ Who walked a thousand ♪

♪ Miles to fall down at your door. ♪

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