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DANNY: You're gonna be

so excited when you see this!

Look at that! What's that?

What do you mean, "What is that?" It's a smiley face.

It looks like a grumpy face. It's a smiley face!

Just turn it upside down. Go on and eat.

Maybe you should stick to making collars.

That's very funny. (laughing): Thank you.

You know, it's supposed to rain for this camping trip.

You know, it's Jack's first one.

Maybe you guys should postpone. No, no, no.

Rain or shine, we go camping.

I still don't get why I can't come.

Because you're not 13. Now eat your food! Jack, is this

your notebook, and why is it not in your backpack?

I have a project for school in family history.

Mm. I have to ask Dad some questions.

Family history questions for me?

No, no, no, no. That's Gramps specialty.

I can't even remember your birthday half the time.

I have some questions about you.

Okay, well, ask away. Like,

what did you do right after high school?

Right after high school, I got a job, a lot of jobs.

I did construction, bartending,

whatever I could do to make money.

You didn't want to become a cop?

Well, I always wanted to become a cop.

I just delayed the inevitable, I guess.

(phone ringing)

Hold on.

Yeah, Sarge.

All right, I'm on my way.

I got to go. Want to do this later?

Yeah. All right.

Let's go.

Yeah. See you later. Bye.

Yeah. Okay.

The unnamed undercover detective purchased the weapons

from two illegal weapons runners,

who were arrested along with ten co-defendants...

Why unnamed, Commissioner?

I would think that would be pretty clear, Bob.

The term "undercover" seems to suggests that.

(laughter)

The weapons originated in Virginia

with an estimated street value of $150,000.

Commissioner, why weren't these guys

stopped before they got to New York?

Because they're not breaking the law until they arrive here

and try to sell them on the street.

I want to know why I can't get justice for my daughter.

Excuse me?

I-I think you have to be more specific.

My daughter was murdered.

Oh, I'm sorry.

And her killer is still out there, and you don't care!

And your name?

Betty Lowe... Commissioner.

I wrote letters to you. You ignored me.

I want to know why I can't get justice for my daughter!

(loud murmuring)

WOMAN: Commissioner? WOMAN 2: Commissioner?

MAN: Is this an open case? (overlapping chatter)

WOMAN: Commissioner, how long has it been going on?

Sorry.

(overlapping chatter)

BAEZ: Lived here my whole life.

I never knew there was a military base

in the middle of New York City.

Ah, you learn something new every day.

Hey, where's the victim?

EMTs are attending to her inside the house.

When we got here,

Military Police had already secured the scene.

What's the story?

MaryAnn Russell, 27, made the 911 call.

She had been beaten up pretty bad.

We're trying to find out the occupants of the house,

see if anyone else is involved.

There's a lot of blood.

BP 70 over palp.

DANNY: What's going on? What happened?

Found the victim lying on the bedroom floor, prone.

Multiple contusions and lacerations about the head.

Ma'am, I'm Detective Reagan. I'm here to help.

Can you tell me who did this?

Tommy. Tommy?

Tommy did this to you? Who's Tommy?

No. My son Tommy.

Okay. Where is he? Where is your son?

He's at school.

Please, you need to get to him before John does.

Who's John?

My husband is John Russell.

Your husband-- he did this to you?

(crying): Yes, he

just went crazy. MAN: Let us get in here, please.

Please, I don't care about me. Please...

Please don't let him get to my son. We'll find

your son, ma'am. Can you tell me the last time you saw him?

I made him breakfast, and then, he took the school bus.

Okay, what school?

P.S. 623.

I don't know if he got there. P.S. 623.

I'll check it out.

Do you have any idea where your

husband would take your son, ma'am? Go ahead. MAN: Transport.

I don't know. MAN: You can take her.

He just snapped.

Here we go.

Detective Reagan?

Sir?

Major Harrison. Okay.

You ordered uniformed officers to search this post?

Yes, I did.

Let me clarify something for you.

This is a military post.

That means you go through me.

Roger that, sir.

Do you mind telling me who we're looking for?

Corporal John Russell,

stationed here with his family between tours in Afghanistan.

Now CID's looking for him.

That's our, uh, our Criminal Investigation Command.

I'm familiar with them.

I served in the Marines.

Well, then, you should understand protocol. I understand protocol.

I just don't like following it.

Did Russell go AWOL?

Look, we'll take it from here.

I don't think so.

My job's not done here until that little boy is found.

And Corporal Russell, too.

You're making a huge mistake, Detective.

(garbled radio transmission)

Wouldn't be the first time.

Who was that?

Army hard ass.

Guy reminds me of my drill sergeant.

What did you get?

Tommy made it to school.

But I just got off the phone with them.

His father picked him up about a half hour ago.

All right, let's go find this guy.

FRANK: And what letter

was she talking about, Garrett? Come on, Frank.

You know how many letters you get requesting help with cases?

Last count, about 950. Exactly.

And why didn't I see that letter?

She wrote five letters. She's crazy.

Is that why you had her escorted from the room, Garrett?

I was trying to protect you.

You didn't seem eager to protect me from that reporter.

Sometimes I think it's the reporters who need protecting.

And how did she get in without press credentials?

She has 'em. She used to write for an alternative weekly.

Now mostly posts online.

She's written

a dozen articles about the PD and the criminal justice system

as it pertains to victims' survivors... eloquently.

Because?

Her daughter, Michelle, was killed ten years ago.

Frank,

if we looked at every case...

I want to see the letters!

Why? Because next time I'm standing up there

and this comes up, and you know it will,

I damn sure want to know the particulars.

There you go, Frank. All yours.

On the Fort Totten front,

Detective Reagan is butting heads with the CO.

And you're telling me this because?

Because he's overstepping, having NYPD search the base,

and interviewing personnel without notifying CID.

What are you gonna do about it?

Nothing.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(phone ringing, indistinct chatter)

Yeah, Dad.

Don't forget

to pick up the kerosene for the camping trip.

I'm fine.

Good.

Then just remember what Sister Margaret Mary always said.

You're really going to tell me to play well with others?

Yes, I am.

You know that technically this is their case.

Yeah, and you and I both know they don't have the resources.

Which is why it's going to be a joint investigation.

(sighs)

You got it, Commissioner.

And why

you should remember some of her other words of advice.

Never give up without a good fight.

That's not the one I was thinking of.

Reagan?

Yeah, I'm dumping Russell's cell phone.

Looks like he hasn't used it for hours.

According to the school,

John Russell picked up his son at 9:45.

Said he had a doctor's appointment.

That didn't raise any red flags with them?

Well, they said

the parents were not divorced,

and they never had any indication

that he could be a danger

to his child, although his teacher said he made this

in art yesterday.

Well, that certainly raises a red flag with me.

HENRY: Because

when my father first got here in 1910,

the Irish weren't well liked,

and it was hard to get work because a lot of businesses

put out signs, "No Irish Need Apply."

Why?

Uh, because we talked funny, we dressed funny,

we were poor.

And back then, no one else wanted to do jobs

in the police or fire department

because they were too dangerous and menial.

And my father had been a soldier,

so he knew how to use a gun, how to fight.

He was a soldier, too?

Yup. Mm. Get you that tea, honey.

(teapot whistling)

First World War.

Joined the Royal Air Force.

Is that why you joined the Marines, Pop?

Yeah, that might have had something to do with it.

Although, my father never talked too much

about his time in the war.

Neither do you.

Neither does Dad.

(laughs)

Well, I guess that runs in the family, too.

Yeah.

Here you go.

Thank you. So, what exactly did you do in Korea?

I did what I was told.

Well, did you kill anyone?

LINDA: Jack...

Maybe when you're a little older,

we'll have that conversation.

I'm proud of my service.

Let's leave it at that.

(horns honking)

Commissioner.

Please come in.

This was ten years ago.

Michelle was 22, right out of college.

Just moved into her first apartment.

I was nervous

about her living on her own, like any mom.

In fact, the last time I saw her, we argued.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Lowe.

I wanted her to stay here.

I didn't want her to go home so late.

But she left, and...

well, that's the last time I saw her alive.

I read your letters.

And your columns.

So you...

you know.

I know...

that her killer is behind bars, Mrs. Lowe.

Samuel Mundy is behind bars for her murder.

He's a serial killer.

He may have killed the other girls,

but he did not kill Michelle.

How could you know?

Because I made her promise to call me

when she got home that night, and she did.

She called me to say she was safe at home.

That means she had to have let her killer in.

It had to have been someone she knew, someone she trusted.

He could have pushed his way in.

The police told me that there was no sign of forced entry.

(sighs)

That's hardly proof positive, Mrs. Lowe.

I know she would never have opened the door

to a complete stranger!

(sighs)

You're asking me to reopen a murder investigation

based on a mother's intuition.

Yes, I am.

I know it's hard for you to understand, Commissioner,

but you don't know what it's like.

No matter how old your child gets,

you just can't stop being a mom.

And even when your child dies,

you can't stop being a mom then, either.

I have a right...

(crying): to know who killed my daughter.

DANNY: Look, I just need you to answer a few questions for me

about Corporal Russell. All right, what are your questions?

Does he have a weapon on him?

Corporal Russell signed out his weapon from the armory yesterday

and never returned it. Was he suffering from PTSD?

He signed this form at the end of his last tour

attesting to the fact that he is sound, both physically and mentally.

Don't you mean you talked him into signing this

at the cover-your-ass meeting where you sit him and 50 other soldiers down

and you say, "Hey, you can go home, as long as you sign this piece of paper

"saying that the nightmare you lived through didn't have any effect on you

and it won't bother you when you get back home"?

He knew what he was signing up for. Oh, give me a break.

Did you kill anyone on your tour? Check.

Did you see dead bodies? Check.

Did you watch your buddies bleed out and die right in front of you? Check.

Did the Army help you cope with any of this? No can do.

Look, in case you haven't noticed, this country is at war.

They knew that going in; that's what this job is.

I know what the job is, okay? And I went to those briefings,

and I signed this piece of crap myself,

so I could get home to my family just like Corporal Russell did.

What do you want me to do,

stop everything to cater to a soldier who's gone off the deep end?

I'm not asking you to change the protocol here.

We already failed this guy. I'm just asking you

to help me get him and his boy back safe. CID investigates

allegations of wrongdoing. When that investigation is complete,

we share our findings with the appropriate military command.

Military command? The last I heard,

this was a joint investigation. Nah, a joint investigation

involves more than one person, not one person

with a grudge against the military

demanding information that we are not required to share.

I don't have a grudge; I just don't like you.

Well, then we have found something we have in common.

Hey. Hi.

So, it looks like Russell is paying out of pocket

to see a Dr. Alex Dawson.

I know that guy.

That's the guy they send me to for anger management.

Guess he's not too good at his job.

That's funny. Anything on the license plate readers?

(phone rings) No, nothing.

Reagan.

Yeah. Okay.

The kid called 911.

911. What's your emergency? TOMMY: I'm scared.

What's your name? Tommy.

What are you scared of? My dad. I'm scared of my dad.

He's been acting weird, and I just want to go home.

JOHN: What are you doing? TOMMY: Nothing.

OPERATOR: Who's with you, Tommy? TOMMY: Oh, no!

OPERATOR: Can you tell me your location?

JOHN: You're not doing nothing! You're talking

to somebody. Give me that phone!

TOMMY: No! No!

(clattering)

(phone disconnects)

(dial tone droning)

ERIN: All right, keep me posted.

(sighs) So, the original prosecutor in the Lowe case

was Oliver Sheridan-- he's since passed away.

But I examined all the material, and I haven't found a red flag.

(sighs) I asked the medical examiner

to take a look at it, too.

The jury came back with a guilty verdict

for Sam Mundy within two hours, based on the evidence.

He was convicted of all three murders,

including Michelle Lowe. But he never

confessed to the murder of Michelle Lowe. And I don't need

to tell you that it's not unusual

for a serial killer to confess to one murder and not another.

I need more than prevailing wisdom.

There was also an eyewitness

who said he saw Sam Mundy put her body into the trunk.

Now, he is currently serving time.

I can reinterview him if you want me to.

Yes, I would. Thank you.

I need to remind you

that if I reinterview this guy

and he says anything other than his original testimony,

it could throw the entire case into question.

That's three murder convictions we're talking about.

It's a huge risk.

(sighs)

You still want me to pursue it?

I do.

To what end?

To prove to me that she's wrong.

Did you know Pops's dad fought in World War I?

Yep. And Pops fought

in Korea, and Grandpa fought in Vietnam,

and you fought in Iraq.

Yep. LINDA: That's four generations

of Reagans, all soldiers.

Yeah. Don't you think that's cool?

No, I don't think it's cool.

Danny.

What? I'm saying what I think, Linda.

LINDA: He's just saying that

that's something that you all have in common.

Yeah. It's, like, a family legacy.

The family legacy is not combat, it's service.

Can you recount for me what happened

on November 21, 2004?

You ever been to Gray's Papaya on 72nd Street?

Yes, I have.

I used to go in there, like,

every Friday night... get myself one of those, uh,

hot dogs with cheese...

and a... coconut champagne.

And I used to sit by the window and eat it

and watch everybody just... walking by.

Well, you could still be doing that

if you hadn't robbed a liquor store at gunpoint.

Yeah, it's... it's a bummer.

How about I answer all your questions

and you get me one of those hot dogs? How about

you cooperate and we see how it goes?

Can you tell me

what happened on November 21, please, Lamar?

Well, I was, um, you know, sitting in the window of my apartment,

and I looked out and I saw this dude stuffing a body into his trunk.

And you saw the body?

Well, he was trying to hold her up, and she was stooping over.

I knew she was dead.

And you saw the man's face clearly?

Uh, pretty much.

"Pretty much"?

I, um... you know, I answered all these questions before,

you know, when I... when I testified, so... I know.

I'm just asking them again.

You picked Sam Mundy out of a photo array

as the person you saw with the body of Michelle Lowe.

Yes. Yeah.

So, you saw him clearly?

You're sure it was Sam Mundy?

Um...

I-I can't get into any more trouble,

can I? (groans) Not if you are honest with me.

Well, I didn't really see his face clearly.

Why did you pick him out, then?

Because Detective Douglas told me who to pick.

The detective told you who to pick?

Well, it was more like a suggestion.

And... you followed that suggestion?

Well, I figured the police know what they're talking about.

Right?

You want to tell me that you getting mad at Jack

had nothing to do with the memories this case is bringing up?

Yeah, that is what I'm saying, Linda.

I got a soldier who beat up his wife and kidnapped his own son.

And I want to get them home safe before someone else gets hurt, okay?

That has nothing to do with memories, Linda.

It has to do with present-day facts, which I'm dealing with.

Okay. That's fine.

You want to pretend this doesn't have

to do with the case, okay, fine.

You know, you've been on a slow boil

since you got home, and I see you...

I see you, Danny, I see what's going on with you.

Okay? Just don't take it out on our son.

Detective Reagan. Got a message you wanted to talk to me.

Yeah. Uh, phone call would've worked.

Oh, I had a meeting nearby; thought I'd drop by in person.

Right. Uh... appreciate it.

Can we go over here?

How you doing?

Yeah, same old same old.

Is that good or bad?

Uh, little bit of both.

I didn't call you about me.

I'm calling for a patient of yours,

uh, Corporal John Russell.

I know. And you know I can't discuss patients.

Not unless he's a threat to himself or to others.

He kidnapped his kid, he beat up his wife--

I'd say that qualifies as the latter, wouldn't you?

Doc, come on, I mean, the army's giving me the runaround,

I'm running into a brick wall here-- can't you give me something?

Um... I mean, I've only seen him twice.

You only saw me twice, so I know you're

a quick study.

Doc, I promise you, we're on the same side here.

He's still operating as if he's in the middle of a war,

instead of back home where it's safe.

The extreme vigilance, the paranoia,

all ways post-traumatic stress disorder can manifest.

(quietly): You know I hate that word, right?

"Disorder."

I feel like we're talking

about a damn vending machine instead of a soldier.

Russell's done three tours,

the first one right out of high school; it's taken its toll.

I mean, is he capable of murder, suicide, both? Well, like I said,

you know, I've only met him twice,

so I really haven't had time to break it down,

but would I have predicted this?

No.

Well, what kind of predictions would you make?

He shared some symptoms--

night terrors...

survivor's guilt--

that suggested a certain kind of breakdown.

Instinct might lead him to...

retreat to a place he felt safe.

Trying to recreate a time... he felt secure.

And yes, if he had described such a place to me,

I would tell you-- but he didn't.

(quiet sigh)

Can I ask again...

how you're holding up?

Sure.

I just did.

Irritable, controlling...

throwing yourself into work at the expense of everything else?

You know me, Doc.

Depressed?

(sighs)

I got to get back to work.

For what it's worth,

you don't need to wait

till you're drowning to reach out for help.

(sighs)

Copy that.

I went to see the witness

in the Michelle Lowe murder again.

And he confirmed his testimony?

He confirmed that the detective on the case,

Detective Lee Douglas, coerced his testimony.

How?

He said the detective told him who to pick

out of the photo array.

You believe him?

He's served two years on a five-year sentence.

He's not a fan of cops. He could be angling

for a deal.

You know how these guys are in jail.

They'll say anything.

Yeah. So? So if we

reopen this based on him recanting

and Sam Mundy's lawyers get wind of it,

they will file an appeal faster than you can say "mistrial."

You think we should leave it alone.

After I spoke

to the witness, yes.

But then I went to see Betty Lowe.

She's quite compelling.

This last tour, I kissed my husband good-bye

and a stranger came back.

How so?

He's been obsessed with our safety

like he's living in a war zone here.

In Afghanistan, he was part of a unit

that was scouting for IEDs.

He's been home four months now

and, still, when we're out in the car,

I see him checking,

like he doesn't realize he's home.

What set him off?

I asked for a divorce.

I just can't

take it anymore.

Do you have any idea where he would've taken Tommy?

Maybe his parents' house. No, we checked.

What about friends, relatives? Anybody you can think of?

His friend Lyle.

He lives in Douglaston, on the water.

He was in John's unit on his first tour.

They've stayed close.

Okay. We're gonna need his name and address.

Yes.

Uh...

He's the love of my life.

But lately,

what I've kept wanting to say and I didn't

was, "Who are you and what have you done with my husband?"

Because my husband, he could talk to me.

So you're saying you haven't seen

from him or heard from him?

No. Not even a phone call?

Nope. When was the last time you spoke to him?

I don't recall. Why do I

get the feeling you're not cooperating?

Why do I feel like I'm being treated like a criminal?

Mr. Trevino,

we're trying to find John

before he hurts himself or his son.

Do you have any idea who we're talking about here?

You know he got the Silver Star?

Our unit got ambushed, and John Russell crawled

through an open courtyard through machine gun fire

so he can drag two injured soldiers

to safety. Does that sound like a guy who would hurt his son?

No, it doesn't.

It's our job to find him and get him what he needs.

Oh, yeah? What does he need?

He needs help.

If I hear from him, I'll let you know.

If you think of anything...

here's my card.

What makes you so sure he's gonna lead us to Russell?

They served in the same unit together,

which makes them like brothers.

I guarantee as soon as we walked away,

he either called Russell or he's gonna go see him.

Do you still keep in touch with the guys from your unit?

(sighs) No.

Why not? I thought you'd be like brothers.

Because I don't.

Well, why not?

Because I'm the only one who made it home.

I'm sorry.

(sighs)

(door opens in distance)

He's moving.

Taking a trip in your RV?

I-I just...

I just was checking. Checking what?

Why don't you just be straight

with us before you get charged with obstruction

of justice?

I was going to convince John to turn himself in.

John's in there? With Tommy?

Yeah.

Step aside. Move.

Keep an eye on him.

Clear!

"Dear MaryAnn, I'm so sorry.

"I know you want to help me, but you can't.

"I love you more than anything.

But I am done. Please forgive me."

(sighs)

Detective Lee Douglas, Commissioner.

Thank you, Baker.

Just some stuff on the Michelle Lowe case.

Ah, that chick that was found

in the, uh, shallow grave in Rockaway.

What made you...

certain that Samuel Mundy was the doer? Same M.O.

as the other victims-- both tied up with duct tape,

multiple stab wounds,

similar type wounds and location.

If I may, sir, why-why are we looking into this case again?

Oh, just some noise. Nothing official.

The mother is requesting we reexamine the evidence.

Oh, I'm sorry. Please, sit down.

She, uh...

she contacted me, too, over the years.

(grunts)

What are you gonna do?

She's a grieving mother.

They see things differently.

The case is solid, Commissioner.

Except the sole eyewitness is now saying he was coerced.

He's-he's lying.

Could be.

We got

a confessed killer behind bars.

End of story.

But you know what's funny?

(sighs) All of Mundy's other victims

had their hands and feet duct-taped,

and only Michelle's wrists were duct-taped.

And the wounds,

on careful examination, are more compressed,

suggesting the killer used more force.

Mmm. You don't think he did it?

Doesn't matter

what I think, does it?

What really matters is

what happened to her and by whose hand.

Sam Mundy killed Michelle Lowe

as the day is long.

Thanks for your cooperation.

(clears throat)

And good luck

with your I.A. investigation.

Sir?

They'll be contacting you shortly.

"Chick"?

That... It was just an expression. I didn't...

You're dismissed.

(door closes)

I told you. He wouldn't hurt Tommy.

Bet you thought he wouldn't hurt his wife either.

He's a good guy. No,

he was a good guy.

Now he's a broken guy who's screwed up in the head,

and every second

you waste playing games with me,

his life and Tommy's life are in danger.

So why don't you start talking and save me the BS war stories.

It wasn't BS!

You lied to me.

He saved me!

I was one of the soldiers he saved, okay?

Okay.

Afghanistan is a world away now, soldier.

He's violent, he's suicidal, he's got a gun

and his eight-year-old is with him.

You want to pay your brother back for saving your life?

Help me save his.

I gave him a prepaid cell phone to use.

Give me the number.

JACK: I found out that my great-great-grandfather

fought in World War I,

my great-grandfather in Korea,

my grandfather in Vietnam

and my dad in Iraq.

I guess you might say I come from a long line of warriors.

(parents chuckling)

Most of them even got medals,

which for some reason

no one in my family talks about.

And at first I thought that was really weird, but now I think

I know why.

I think that when someone sees a lot of really bad things,

they just want to keep it inside.

They don't want to talk about it

because they don't want to worry the people they love.

I see my dad go to work every day,

and I know he makes a difference in someone's life

every single day.

I want to be just like him.

(applause)

JAMIE: That was a great job

you did, Jack. Thanks.

I'm just glad everyone could be there,

especially you.

Danny's been working round the clock.

HENRY: You still looking for that army vet?

Yeah, Gramps. It's tough

going after a decorated vet like he was a criminal.

Well, technically, he is a criminal, Gramps.

But by all accounts, he was a great father and a great husband

before he went back to the war.

Problem is the war followed him home.

ERIN: Trying to find

an excuse for him? No, I'm not.

I'm just saying I don't think he got the attention and care

that he deserved when he got back home.

Still. It's not gonna make me

lose a step in going after him, if that's what you're thinking.

JAMIE: Tough case.

Yeah, it is.

You're the only one who didn't

become a soldier. How come?

Just wasn't for me, bud.

Why not?

It's a different time, Sean. I was convinced

that going to law school was the right thing for me.

So you became a cop instead?

Not instead. I wanted to be a cop because,

just like you, I grew up...

watching my dad go out and make a difference every day.

And he still gets some of the benefits,

like getting shot at by total strangers.

Mm.

(chuckles) Have you ever

been shot at, Grandpa?

Oh, not everybody who serves in the military gets shot at, Jack.

But have you?

Yes.

Hmm. What about you, Pop?

Well, if you're, uh, in the 1st Marine Division,

it's impossible to avoid getting shot at.

What about you, Dad?

Yeah.

Yeah.

LINDA: You know what was really fun

about Jack's project was finding out

that Pops's dad was awarded

two medals in World War I.

Can you believe that?

ERIN: You mean you never knew?

He never said a word.

Wonder why he kept it a secret.

Because the men in this family like to brag

about everyone's accomplishments but their own.

Uncle Danny,

didn't you get a medal for your time in Fallujah?

Really, Dad?

He did.

BAEZ: Sorry for interrupting your dinner, Reagan.

We got a hit

on John Russell's cell phone.

It's pinging off a cell tower a couple blocks away.

Make a right up there.

The signal strength is indicating that we're close.

Hello, Mrs. Russell?

It's Detective Reagan.

Listen, we might have tracked John down into Long Island City.

Can you tell us if there's any place of importance

to him there, or anything of significance?

Your first apartment's there?

Okay, can you give me an address?

(horn blares)

That's his car.

Signal strength is a one, he's got to be here.

Maybe he's inside?

I know where they are.

Come on.

Corporal Russell...

It's okay.

It's okay. Hey.

Slow down, all right?

Detective Reagan. This is Detective Baez.

Here to help you, John, okay?

I don't need help.

Maybe you don't, but Tommy...

Tommy does, okay? He looks a little scared.

Tell you what: why don't you let my partner bring him downstairs,

he'll be nice and safe there.

Me and you could talk a little bit, all right?

Come over here, Tommy.

Come on.

I know what's going on.

Okay?

You have no idea.

I did two tours myself in Iraq.

I know about the RPGs and the IEDs.

I also know about the nightmares,

the fear and the anger.

And you're functioning?

So are you.

Do you know how well-trained I am?

Everywhere I go I'm doing threat assessments.

Soon as you walked up onto this roof,

I was already figuring out how to take you out.

I do it all the time,

with everyone I meet, with every place.

I understand where you're coming from, John.

I do. I've been right where you are.

Let's get you some help, okay?

Don't move any closer. All right,

I stopped. John, I stopped.

Hey.

I'm stopped, all right?

Things'll be much better for me,

for my son and for my wife if I jump.

No, they won't. Hey...

Tommy needs you, for years to come.

Not when his father has something wrong inside of him. Look, John,

if you made it through that hellhole over there,

you can make it through this.

Okay? That stuff that's going on in you,

it's-it's just a result of the combat.

It's like the worst, most disgusting

hangover in the world, but you can get through it.

You can.

It's too late.

It's not too late.

You got people who love you and care about you.

My wife... she wants a divorce.

My kid...

doesn't even know me.

You'll get help. John, I'll help you. I give you my word,

I'll help you myself.

This... this medal?

I got it when I lost my five best friends

in a firefight.

AK-47 rounds.

I don't know why I survived.

Maybe you survived

'cause you were meant to get back to your family.

No.

No, it's 'cause I was quick.

You know that drill?

(whispers): Yup.

What are the two types of people in this world, soldier?

John, you've got to leave that behind, man.

The quick and the dead, sir.

What are you?

The quick.

What're they?

The dead.

(helicopter approaching) John, look at me.

John.

It's time to come home, man.

I don't want to be quick anymore.

Don't do this.

John!

Damn it!

(panting)

(low, indistinct chatter)

(phones ring nearby)

*

I know what I'm asking you to do is pretty much impossible.

But I'm asking anyway

because I think it's the only way through this.

So ask.

Put your grief aside for a moment.

And let you off the hook.

Mrs. Lowe, I'm not on the hook.

I'm here on my own time and under my own speed.

(exhales) The, uh...

The sole witness...

may have given false or coerced testimony, but

at this point, uh, we can't substantiate that.

But it's enough to raise a question?

Yes, and the investigating detective

may have closed the case prematurely.

May this, may that.

Exactly.

That I think there's a shadow of a doubt

where Michelle's case is concerned.

But, Mrs. Lowe...

if I officially reopen it,

it means that Sam Mundy could walk on the three murders

that we are certain he did commit.

I understand that...

And I can't justify telling those families

that the man who killed their daughter

is gonna walk on a technicality.

Don't ask me if I could.

Never crossed my mind.

I'm having the case reexamined.

But in-house.

And if and when there is any new information,

you will hear it first,

and you will hear it directly from me.

(sighs) Thank you.

DANNY: We're here.

You're late.

Sorry. I had to pick up some kerosene, Gramps.

You're such a girl. I don't like being cold.

It's 6:10, Francis. FRANK: Okay, Pop.

You ready for your first Reagan manly men camp trip?

Yeah. Glad to hear it.

So what do we eat when we're up there?

Well, we usually kill a bear and then roast it

over an open fire.

Don't worry, he's kidding.

Yeah, I know.

But what do we actually eat?

Steak. First time I went camping, your dad told me

that the campsite was filled with deadly snakes.

Come on,

let's pack up.

Come on, you can help me

load this stuff. FRANK: Sorry.

Hey.

Hey.

I read your, uh, DD5 on Corporal Russell.

You're saying he decided to come off the ledge,

and then he slipped and fell?

(sighs) Yeah.

Um...

I just figured, one day, if his kid grows up

and wants to know the cause of death, he'll...

he'll know it was an accident.

That his old man didn't want to kill himself,

it was just part of a big mistake.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I will be.

Yeah. JAMIE: Hey,

don't stand there

and look pretty, let's go.

Thanks, Dad.

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