All language subtitles for Blue Bloods - S04E21 - Above and Beyond.en

Isn't this place charming?

As advertised,

but you didn't invite me here
for the charm

or the ice cream.

We can't just have ice cream?

We can,

but not in this instance.

Better chance of being hit
by lightning.

(chuckles)

Okay, I have a problem.

Well,

first of all, your mom's got
a lot on her plate,

and I think she's doing an
outstanding job considering...

It's not about Mom.

Oh.

It's about my teacher.

(phone rings)
It's like she's made it
her mission in life

to keep me from ever graduating.

Turn that thing off.

But what if it's important?

Choose.

Look, here's the problem.

She's notorious for being harder
on the girls,

but when she found out
I was from a family of cops...

Look, I should really check it.

Choose.

(door opens, bell dings)

Grandpa...

How would you feel if I was
constantly interrupting?

Deputy Commissioner Moore
just walked in.

(bell dings)

Hold that thought.

A cop's been shot.

(sighs)
Who and where?

North End bus yard,

multiple precincts rolled,

but radio chatter's not clear
on a name,

how bad they're hit.

We've got conflicting
descriptions

of perps and
direction of flight.

Tell me something we do know.

Whoever's down

is a detective
out of Danny's precinct.

(sighs)

DANNY:
This is Detective Reagan.

Leave a message.

Hey, Danny, it's me;
give me a call.

Let me know everything's okay.

Hey, voice mail again?

Yeah, third time.
You heard anything new?

Lady called 911,

said she was out
walking her dog,

heard yelling
from behind a fence.

Someone being accused
of being a cop.

Shots fired.

There's still no name?

Only that he was rushed
to St. Benjamin's.

A couple of guys
are headed over.

All right, I'm gonna ask
the boss if we can, too,

just in case, all right?
Okay, come on,

there's got to be 15
detectives in the 5-4 squad.

(phone ringing)
Odds are it isn't your brother.

Danny's wife.

No way she's heard anything.

Unless she got the call.

Hey, Linda.

Jamie, it's not Danny.

He called you?

Yeah, in case I heard,
but he's fine.

He's working a case
in Murray Hill,

and he said he was gonna
call your dad

as soon as he hung up with me.

Thank God.

Yeah, no kidding.

Listen...

Hi, Mom!
Awesome!

Yeah, I'm picking the boys up
right now,

so could you call
Erin and Henry?

You know, make sure
they're not worried, too.

Yeah, they already are.

Thanks, Linda.

(panting)

(groans)

(sighs)

I'm glad it wasn't Danny.

There, I said it.

I felt the same way.

Danny's family.

Steve Tomlin has one, too.

Let's hope for the best.

Dino says

Steve has been undercover
for the last year,

working his way up the chain
of a drug operation

run by Santo Castillo.

Somebody made him.

Word is,
after Castillo shot him,

Steve managed to put
a slug in Castillo,

who ran off.

Tough cop.

Gave him the Combat Cross
in '09.

(door opens)

Commissioner?

How's my officer?

Um, I'm afraid he's gone.

Three bullets,
one through the carotid.

He lost too much blood
by the time he arrived.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'll need to talk to his wife.

Lorraine.

Married to Steve for 22 years,

tax accountant by trade.

They have a home
in Staten Island.

Frank, she's here.

Two daughters,
Bella and Lucy,

both in college.

Mrs. Tomlin?

I'm so sorry.

Can I arrange to get Lucy
and Bella home from school?

Oh, that, uh...

Uh, yes.

Um, thank you.

My department owes Steve

a deep debt of gratitude
for his years of service.

Anything we can do to help,

you only need to ask.

Catch whoever murdered
my husband.

We will do that.

(elevator bell dings)

Tell me we got the
son of a bitch.

Wish I could.

That's not the answer
I want to hear, Dino.

Yes, sir.
Morning, Baker.

Morning, sir.

Castillo was shot.

That would've slowed him down.

He hasn't turned up in
any E.R. in the tri-state.

I've got the whole department
out looking.

Half of them are doing it
on their own time.

Who'd you put with the family?

Johnson and Garcia. They came up
in the ranks together.

And on the case?

Sergeant Gormley said he gave it

to the best detective he's got.

(sighs)

(indistinct shouting)

DANNY:
On the ground!

Get on the ground!

Move it!

Back away from that sink!

On the ground now!

Turn around, get on the ground,

put your hands behind your head!

Where's your boss?

Who?

You heard me. Castillo.

Yo, we're just cleaning crew.
Yeah?

My cleaning lady keeps
a bazooka, too.

Still enough here
to send you down the drain.

What's your name?
Ticky.

Ticky, you want a break?
Give up the cop killer.

Like he said,
we don't know anything.

Fine, you want to play stupid
with me,

get your hands up on the sink.

Move! I got all the time

in the world
till you decide to wise up.

As far as I'm concerned,

each one of you pulled
the trigger on Steve Tomlin.

You're all coming for a ride;
let's go.

Get them out of here.

Erin, that was impressive.

Well, sometimes when you get
the right witness,

the whole case will fall
into place.

Well, I'll get her
statement typed up

and to the DA by lunch.
Great.

Can you find the car?

Lady,
can you give me some help?

Sorry, I don't have any change.

I mean a different kind of help.

Tyler?

What?

Tyler Jeffries. I'm Nicky's mom.

Uh, my-my name's not Tyler.
From Blessed Heart.

You came to our house
for Nicky's birthday party

last year.
I said I'm not him.

Forget it.

Tyler, are you okay?

Here we go, Erin.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Tyler!

Put him in interrogation.

This one in the radio room.

Cuff the others
to something solid.

Don't let them talk
to each other

or so much as trade glances.

This goes real easy, fellas.

First one to give up Castillo
wins the prize.

You get the radio room;
I got the box.

Got it.

GORMLEY:
Reagan, you want help?

No.
I got cops
from a dozen precincts

volunteering to turn the screws
on these guys.

No, we're gonna get a
crack at them first.

All right, listen,
Steve kept me in the loop

on this Castillo.
Says his people

are unusually loyal.

Boss of the year?
Great, I'm jealous.

Well, I'm just saying,
you might hit a brick wall.

Then I'll drag his family
in here.

If you can find them.
Apparently he has

a sister, but Castillo
made her change her name

so nobody could find her and use
her against him in some way.

Do you have any more words
of encouragement here, Sarge,

'cause this level of optimism
is really firing me up.

All right, just-just holler

if you need help, all right?

If you hear any hollering,
it won't be me.

Open it up.

Hi.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Homework.

Without being asked?

Who are you and what have
you done with my daughter?

How was your day?

Weird.

You know that boy
from your class, Tyler Jeffries?

Yeah.

What's his story?

Funny.

Super nice.

He's not in my class anymore,
though.

He and his mom moved, like,
five months ago.

I guess Tyler was
getting high and stuff,

so his mom put him

in boarding school upstate
to straighten him out.

Well, I don't think it worked.

What do you mean?

I ran into him today
in Hell's Kitchen,

and he looked messed up on drugs
or homeless or both.

What?
Yeah, it took me a second

to even recognize him.

Oh, my God.

But you helped him, right?

Well, he ran off before I could.

Then we got to go find him.

Well, I will call
Child Services,

and they will contact
his mother.

Come on, can we just go look
for him?

Relax, all right?

I will handle it.

(scoffs)

Get him out of my face.

Nothing?
Nothing.

None of my guys even
so much as asked for a lawyer.

They just sat there
smirking at me.

You?
Same.

So what's next?

Pot of coffee.

Yeah, I'll go make one.
Thanks.

GORMLEY:
How's it going?

Don't ask.

Okay, so you want
to give me a hand?

I'm kind of busy here, Sarge.

I need a witness
to open Steve Tomlin's locker,

collect his effects
to give to his family.

Okay, I'll get a box.

I always hate this more
than the funeral.

A life interrupted
and all.

Well, at least there's
no bagpipes.

They always make me cry.

It's empty.

I talked to Steve yesterday

before he started
his tour, Sarge.

His locker was open
and it was full.

His uniform was in there,

there were papers everywhere
and pictures.

Somebody must've cleaned
it out after he died.

But before we could find it.

Who the hell's hiding what?

277.

The number of cops lost
in the line of duty

since you've been
on the job.

And now 23 since
sitting behind this desk.

You want me to do a draft
of your remarks

for the service?

You ask me every time, Garrett.

And I'm gonna keep asking.

Some things you can't delegate,
even a piece of.

But you could take a look at it
when I'm done.

Castillo?

Not yet. Last night

Sergeant Gormley went

to collect
Steve Tomlin's things,

but somebody got
there first.

Locker was
completely empty.

Someone sanitized it.

And no way was it a civilian
just waltzing in off the street.

GARRETT:
I don't get it.

What's the big deal
about a guy's locker?

What's in it. Or isn't.

Any evidence of tampering goes
right up the chain of command.

What, you think Castillo's got
a mole in the 5-4?

That's the bad version.

I got a worse one: someone's
covering for Tomlin.

We got a problem, Chief.

You sure this is a "we," Frank?

Wouldn't it be better and
quieter if the department dealt

with this on the precinct level?

No.

Thanks for coming, Uncle Jamie.

Everything okay?
Your text said it was "serious."

Yeah, it's about a friend
of mine.

A friend?

No, really, he's a great kid.
Name's Tyler.

He went to my school,

but Mom said she saw him
in Hell's Kitchen

looking like
he was on drugs.

Did he use when you knew him?

I know he smoked pot sometimes.

No, I don't. But if I did,

and it'd help find Tyler,
then I'd admit it.

So you want me to look for him.

Could you?

Mom said it was around
35th and 10th.

That's a pretty sketchy area.

Yeah, I know.

Here, that's what
he looks like.

Your mom know you want me
to do this?

Yeah, she's
really worried, too.

She would've been here,
but she wanted to go talk

to Child Services
about him.

All right, I'll see
what I can do.

Thanks, Uncle Jamie.

And this isn't
just me saying it.

This comes straight
from the commissioner:

"Someone in the 5-4 cleaned out
Steve Tomlin's locker

"without authorization...

"or knows who did.

"Which may very well be impeding
the murder investigation

"of a brother in blue
to each and every one of you.

"So let me be clear.

"If Detective Tomlin's
belongings don't end up

"in my office by 2400 hours,

there'll be hell to pay."

For all of us.

So, folks, while the rest of us
get back to finding this

son of a bitch Castillo,

one of you is gonna stand up
and do the right thing.

You owe it to Steve.

That's all.

And you two, you got
some data to dig through,

so get to it.

BAEZ:
So, who do you think it is?

I don't want to believe anybody
in this room could be capable

of being Castillo's mole.

Well, he found out Tomlin
was undercover somehow.

Well, maybe we'll get lucky

and find it in all this data
we gotta look through.

Well, looks like TARU found
a bunch of steamy text messages

from one of our
thug's cell phones.

Which thug?

Said it belonged to Ticky,

the one who was dumping
the coke earlier.

I grilled him.
He didn't say squat.

Well, it looks like
he had a lot to say

when he was sexting
this Vivian girl.

Look who he says
her brother is.

Castillo.

Son of a bitch.

He was transported down
to Central Booking.

Let's get his ass
back here now.

Ah, another day
of crime-fighting.

We should get capes.

I should get
a new partner.
(laughs)

So why did you ask the boss
for this sector today?

A favor for my
niece and sister.

A friend of Nicky's
was in this area
the other day

looking kind of rough,
so I said I'd look for him.

Man, you do more
for your family
by 9:00 a.m.

than my family's done
for each other our
entire lives.

Name's Tyler Jeffries,
about five-foot-eight, he's 16,

he's got blond hair.

I got a picture
of him here.

Yo, why do I gotta be back
here for?

I still don't got nothing
to say.

Why don't you relax, Ticky?

Why do they even call you
Ticky, anyway?

Is it because you're a leech
on a big fish

like Santo Castillo,
is that it?

I like watches.

Which is appropriate
since your time's running out,

unless you tell us where
to find your boss.

Yo, like I told you before,

I don't know who
you're talking about.

Really? Even though
you're banging
his sister...

what is, uh, Vivian?

Say what?

Say you right here
in these text messages.

"Viv, u were incredible
last nite as always."

To which she replied...

"Keep it on the DL, baby. My bro
will kill us if he finds out."

To which you replied...

"U kidding? Santo heart me.

And I could kick,
I could kick his ass anyway."

That's a different Santo.

Hmm.
Really?

Even though Vivian wrote back...

"Santo only hearts his $
and his drugs.

Watch yourself."

To which you replied...

"I only wanna watch u, baby."

Oh, smooth talker,
I'll give him that.
Yeah.

Yeah. Let's just hope

he's smooth enough to talk Santo
out of blowing his brains out.

Okay, okay!

So I been hooking up
with his sister.

Great. Now you can tell us
where she lives.

I can't tell you.

You know one big difference
between you and I?

Is that I'm not afraid
of your boss, unlike you.

In fact, when I see him,

I'm pretty much
gonna tell him that

you told us everything.
In fact,

maybe I'll even show him
this lovely little picture

that his sister sent to you.

Please, look,

if I give him up,
he's gonna have me killed.

Her, too.

Aw...

Which means we're the only ones
who can protect you,

as long as you start talking.

Yep, so why don't you tell us
where she lives?

Now!

Police! Open up!

You can't just walk in here.

Yeah? Well, this says we can.
Step aside. Step aside!

See how easy that works?

Let's go!
Don't touch me!

Come on. Tear this
place apart. Let's go.

You can't just do that,
all right?

I know my rights.

Where's your brother, Vivian?

I don't have one.

Santo Castillo,
you're his sister

Dolores, until he made you
change your name

to Vivian Vasquez.

What are you talking about?

Do you think we're stupid?
He got shot up.

You're a nurse.
Where else would he go?

Maybe to his real sister,
'cause you got the wrong place.

So you all can kiss my ass!

Hey! Your brother's
a cop killer.

And he's going down hard.
And if you're harboring him,

you're gonna go down
just as hard, you understand?

And I ain't going nowhere
'cause I'm the only one here.

OFFICER: Hands
where I can see 'em!
Is that right?

MAN:
Let me go!
I didn't do nothing!

OFFICER:
Perp in custody!
You were saying?

OFFICER 2:
Come on, come on.
He hid in the tub.

Yeah, real original.

Hope you got clean, Castillo,
'cause that's the last shower

you're gonna take by yourself
for a long time.

Yeah, and if you think
you're in a bad mood now,

wait till you find out
your sister's screwing the help.

What's he saying?

Santo, I can explain.
You'll explain it to him later.
Get him the hell out of here.

OFFICER 1:
Get him in the hallway.

Take a look
at 'em all, Castillo.

Every cop in here wants
to take a piece out
of you. Open up.

I want my lawyer.
Won't do you any good.

Next stop for you
is a deep, dark hole.

Yeah, and on your way down,
you can tell us

who helped you set up Steve.

What?

Your mole inside
this precinct.

(laughs):
If that's what you think,

you ain't never gonna figure out
how I found out.

Right.
BAEZ: Giving up the cop
who set up Steve

is the only card you've got--
tell your lawyer to play it.

Let's go-- I want to wash
this dirtbag off my hands.

Checking to see if Castillo's
gonna give you up, Becker?

You're out of your mind.

What's your problem?

Thought opening lockers
was your specialty.

Steve's locker's
right behind me.

That gives you plenty of
opportunity to scope out
his combination,

or eavesdrop and see how close
he's getting to Castillo.

Listen, Detective...
The only thing
I'm listening to, Becker,

is you admit to
it right now.

Okay, fine, it was me.

I cleaned it out!

You Castillo's mole?

Huh?
No, you got that wrong!

I don't have it wrong.
And if I do, you
better tell me why.

Why'd you do it?!

Hey, beat it!

Both of you, beat it now!

It's none of your damn business.

Start talking, Becker.

I just copped to it, Reagan.

But that's all I got to say.

(sighs quietly)

And you understand the
consequences of what you did?

Possible grand larceny,

possible criminal
possession of
stolen property,

possible conspiracy

in the murder of
a police officer.

Yes, sir.
Yet you didn't ask

for a lawyer or a union rep.

I don't need one, sir.

It was me who cleaned out
Steve Tomlin's locker.

On a cop killer's orders?

I'm no one's mole

and I don't know how
Steve's cover got blown.

(sighs)

At ease.

Sit down.

What you did doesn't square
with your record.

Come on, Bill.

I know you're
sitting on something.

Six years ago...

I was still on probation...

and me and my training officer

heard this bank heist call
go over the air.

Steve was already on the scene
when we got there,

and all of a sudden,

these robbers burst out,

guns blazing...

and...

I froze.

I assume
this is going somewhere.

Steve pushed me out of the way

before I got my head
blown off...

and he took down both the perps.

He...

He saved the day.

That night I bought
all his drinks and...

we became friends.

So you owed him?

What was he mixed up in?

Steve was clean
as a whistle, sir.

And-and this has nothing
to do with the job.

Then I know he wouldn't want you

to blow up your career
over this.

(sighs)

He has another family.

(water running)

Wait, so you saw Tyler?

Yeah. About a block down
from where your mom saw him.

He was digging through
a trash can.

Was he on drugs?

He didn't look good.

But, you-you
took him home, right?

No. We never
got the chance.

He pushed Eddie pretty hard
and then he ran.

We went after him, but...
he was gone, just like that.

(sighs)
God. So, he's still out there?
Unfortunately, yeah,

but I gave his photo to all
the cars in the precinct

and I'm gonna ask for the
same assignment tomorrow, okay?

ERIN:
Like hell you will.

Mom!

I was just telling
Uncle Jamie about...

Yeah.
I heard all about it.

You sent him out looking?

Just let me explain.

JAMIE:
Wait. What?

I thought you said
your mom knew about this?

Would you both
just listen to me?

Look, I had to make sure
Tyler got help

before something bad happened.

So that justifies
going behind my back?

And lying to me, Nicky?

I'm sorry.

But maybe if you didn't treat me

like I'm still a little kid...

Well, you just proved
that you are, by ignoring me

when I said
I would take care of it.

So, did you?
I spoke to ACS,

they've reached out
to Tyler's mom,

and I haven't heard back yet.

So now he's out there somewhere
doing God knows what

with God knows who.

The conversation's over.

If you don't eat
your vegetables, no dessert.

Delicious, as always.

You hardly ate.

I ate.

Who made the potatoes?

Uh, I think
it was Nicky.

Better not say
you didn't like 'em.

Loved 'em.

Good and cheesy.
(chuckles)

I'm surprised you found time
to cook.

I managed.
Mm-hmm.

We missing something here?

Feeling a little
cold chill

coming from this
side of the table.

What's going on?

Nothing anyone needs
to know about.

See, Francis? Hard enough having
even one family some days.

Boys, take your plates
and go eat in the kitchen.

So you guys can have
a conversation

we're not supposed to hear?

That's exactly right, Jack.

Go on.

Come on, I'll eat with you.

Go easy on this, Pop.

I'm not going to pussyfoot
around this.

What kind
of cop

has two families?

What? Who?
The one that got killed?

Yeah.
Yeah,

Steve Tomlin.
He had a wife

and two kids
in Staten Island

and a girlfriend with
a newborn baby in Jersey.

LINDA:
And you didn't know?

Steve is in your squad.

He was in my squad and
I'm friendly with him,

but pretty much nobody knew
what was going on with him.
Well,

you know what,
one of those women knew

what was going on,

and it was probably
the girlfriend.

So she doesn't deserve
any sympathy?

He's the father of her kid.

No, that's not what
I'm saying, Jamie.

Maybe he was that good
of a catch

that they were happy
to share him.

(chuckles)
(scoffs)

I personally just try
to figure out

where a man finds the time
or energy

to carry on with two families.

You-you looking for some tips?

DANNY:
No, I'm not
looking for tips.

I'm just saying
it's a mess.

Which isn't over.

Right, the funeral.

Well, you can count me out.
And we will.

Oh, come on, Grandpa. We don't
really know what was going on

with Tomlin's life. I mean,
maybe he was making the best

of a bad situation, you know?

You saying you excuse
what he did?

No, I'm just saying
I'm reserving judgment

until the smoke clears a little.

Exactly.

I got personal items
for two different women.

Some need to go

to the girlfriend.
Mmm,

kind of got to side
with Gramps on this one.

Thank you.
There's a line, and men
know where it's drawn.

You're also the cop on the case.

Well, then I'll deliver
whatever I need to.

Thank you, Danny.

You got it, Dad.

(siren chirping)

Guess what sector
we got this morning.

Judging by the smile
on your face, Restaurant Row.

Back to Hell's Kitchen.

Really?
Boss says we did great.

15 summonses and
a felony collar.

And I volunteered us

since I know you want
to find Tyler again.

Says who?

Your niece put you
on the case.

Yeah, until my sister
blew a gasket.

Sergeant.
Come on,

friend of Nicky's or not,
that kid needs help.

So let's go
find him again.

But he's not gonna be
hanging around Hell's Kitchen.

Not after he knows
we're looking for him.
Yeah,

I thought the same thing till
I talked to a couple of guys

in Narcotics who executed
a warrant on a drug spot

on that very same
block this morning.

And guess who was seen
running from the scene.

Well, let's go look
for Tyler.

I knew I loved him
from the moment we met.

He moved me here,

(baby cries)
and pretty soon
she was on the way.

And now it's just us two.

I'm sorry it took so long,

with all the... issues
around Steve.

Issues?

Did Steve stay home every night?

No, he was undercover.

Had to be gone a lot.

Did he wear a ring?

No, why would he?

He was single.

Detective,
what-what are you saying?

I'm saying
that Steve Tomlin was married.

No.

He had two kids.
Both in their 20s.

No. You're wrong.
He w... he was with me.

We were going to get married,
just-just as soon as-as...

as soon as...

I'm sorry.

Regardless of whether or not
he was married,

it's obvious that he loved you.

(scoffs)
You're defending him?

Surprises me, too.

Look, Steve could have abandoned
the both of you,

but he didn't.

In fact, you should probably
take a look at this.

It was in his
locker, too.

"Deferred compensation."

Kind of like
a pension.

Cop gets to choose
who the beneficiaries are,

and Steve chose the both of you.

So Angela will be taken care of?

I'm not sure if he filed it.

But it's obvious that
he wanted the both of you

to be taken
care of.

Do you think...
he would've done that

if he didn't love you very much?

Tyler Jeffries?

Police!

(panting):
Stop!

Hold it
right there.
Let me go. Please.

Please let me go.
Please.

Why? So you can go
get high again?

Aw, sorry, buddy,
those days are over.

Yeah. Along with shoving
police officers,

which, by the way, is assault.

Hey. We tried this
the easy way.

Now you get the hard way.

You got anything sharp
in your pockets,

like a needle? Anything
that's gonna stick me?

Look, I-I don't do drugs.

Yeah, that's not
what my niece says.

Look, I, I was a screwup
at school, okay?

But I stopped all that.

I swear.
Yeah?

What were you passing around
with your pals back there?

Your report card with all As?

Huh?

It was...

it was her photo.

To see if anyone's seen her.

"Her" who, huh?

Whoa, whoa.

It's just a picture.

My mom...

came down here
a week ago to score

and never came
back home.

She's the junkie.

Thanks for bringing these.

The girls'll be happy to know
their father kept them so close.

(sighs)

I'm just trying
to carry out what...

I think he'd want.

Steve was a hell of a cop,
and I honor that.

It's all he ever wanted to be.

Well, I'll be sure
and say that

when I stand up for him
at the funeral.

And if there's anything else
my department can do...

I only have to ask.

Can I ask this?

Could you please not
lie to me, Commissioner?

Steve's lies
were bad enough, but

to have all of you parade around
here with your sad smiles

and your pats on the back
for the poor widow...

and nobody has the guts to admit

what I've known
for the past year?

I'm not sure I understand.

(short laugh)
Of course.

Once I knew, I did
what every good wife does.

Blamed myself.

Tried to make him
love me again. I mean, I...

I do love the guy.

And the only time
I lost it was when I...

I'd had too much
to drink and I...

I found his phone and I called
the number I didn't recognize

and I told the bitch off.

Told her I was the one who had
stuck by him all these years

and raised his family

while he was out on the job.

And I hung up the phone

before she could
get a word in edgewise.

(sighs)

I'm very sorry.

You know what you could do?

Skip Steve's funeral.

Just skip
the nice speech

about how honor is such
a big part of the job.

How the NYPD appreciates

the sacrifices
made by the families.

You might be able
to get the words out,

but I, for one,
don't want to hear them.

His real family
doesn't want to hear it.

Can you do that for me?

Good-bye, Commissioner.

(door opens)

Frank.

I've got good news.

I could use some.

Corporation counsel reviewed
Steve Tomlin's financials.

He filled out his deferred
compensation papers

but never submitted them,
so they're invalid.

The Staten Island family will
get all the money and benefits.

And how is that good news?

Well, the last thing
this office needs

is legal wrangling
with an irate widow.

Or lurid headlines
about a two-timing cop.

So it's good news
for this office?

What about Marianna
and their baby?

Well, technically,
they're not his family.
Technically?

I don't blame them.
Doesn't take a ring
to make a family.

I tried to give
you an out, Frank.

But you chose
to be mixed up in this.

I'm just telling you
where we are.

On the high moral ground,
apparently.

That's not fair.
None of this is.

That's no excuse
to turn our backs

on a woman with a cop's baby.

Look, if you can

figure a way to help out
both families, I'm all ears.

As far as I see it,
the department's hands are tied.

You really sure
I should be here?

I called your mom to ask her,
but she didn't answer, so...

No, I mean because
I lied to you.

We're good, Nicky.
And I think that Tyler

could really use a friend
right about now.

Tyler. Oh, my God,

I thought you moved.

That's what I told everyone.

So they wouldn't know the truth.

Tyler's mom has been
having some problems.

What do you mean?

First it was prescription drugs.

Then it became other stuff.

Ms. Jeffries disappeared
about a week ago.

Tyler's been out
looking for her.

Why didn't you let my mom
help you? Or my uncle?

Because then you'd
find out, and...

people at school.

(short laugh)
But...

I guess they'll all
find out anyway

when it's in the papers
that she's dead.

Tyler, we don't
know that she is.

Then why can't I find her?

I've looked everywhere.

Because she's been
in the hospital.

Accidental OD.
She's been

a Jane Doe at Bellevue
for a couple days.

Is there any way I can see her?

That's why I'm here.

So you did keep looking for her.

And your uncle is on his
way down from Rhode Island.

You'll stay with him
until your mom gets clean.

Thank you so much.

All of you.

We just did
what she asked.

Come on.

I want a cape.

Ah.

(chuckles)

Cheers.

(exhales)

Yeah.

I need a little help here, Pop.

Is this about
that Tomlin fellow?

His second family
needs to be taken care of.

Wasn't that his job?

Well, he got himself killed
in the line of duty

before he got around to it.

So throw him a 10-13 party.

There is a three-month-old
baby girl

who's gonna grow up
without a father.

And the problem
does not get solved

by some cash
in a cigar box on a bar.

(door shuts)

DANNY:
Where is everyone?

In here.

HENRY (chuckling):
Oh. Are you here

to help your old man
muscle me into pitching in?

If that's what's
going on, I am now.

Come on, Pop.

You're on the board
of the Policeman's Fund.

Yeah, so?

So it may be time to put
some of that influence

to good use, Gramps.

Create a back-pocket pension
for one more widow and orphan.

Old dog, new tricks.

I haven't said yes.

You gonna say no?

(slow grunt)

So what's going on?

I went to see the girlfriend
again to confirm

that Tomlin's wife did in fact
call her as she claimed.

Wait a minute.

The wife
called the girlfriend?
The wife

thought she called
the girlfriend.

She found a number
in Tomlin's cell phone.

She called it, thinking it would

be the girlfriend
on the other end.

Tomlin was undercover
in Castillo's gang.

And unfortunately...

(sighs)

She accidentally
called one of them.

Yeah.

It was Tomlin's wife
who blew his cover, Gramps.

Couple days later,
we got a dead cop.

You got to be kidding me.
If I was kidding,
someone would be laughing.

HENRY:
Good Lord.

She loses her husband
and then has to hear this.

It'll kill the woman.

Unless she doesn't hear it.

I can't lie to that woman again.

She has to know.

Commissioner Reagan.

I need to talk to you,
Mrs. Tomlin.

I've said everything
I have to say.

Well,

I'm afraid I haven't.

I'm sorry, I got
nothing for nobody.

I'm burying my
husband tomorrow.

I didn't handle
our meeting very well,

yesterday, and I'm sorry.

But I think...

(deep breath)

Steve would've wanted the NYPD
represented at his service.

I know he would.

And it would be my honor

to do that for him.

You came all the way out
here just to ask me that?

Yes, I did.

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