Original subtitles

Theres an accident in the Battery Tunnel.

Were gonna have to take the bridge, so better get moving.

Couple more bites, and I got a question.

Im awarding Brian the Purple Shield.

Youre the boss.

And once in a while, thats a pleasure.

Whats the question?

Do you want to tell him, or do you want it to...

to come up through channels?

(laughs): I dont know.

COREY (chanting): Cops just bust us!

CROWD: We want justice!

Cops just bust us!

We want justice!

Cops just bust us!

We want justice!

Cops just bust us!

Bring the car up. We got some protestors in here.

Cops just bust us!

We want justice!

Cops just bust us!

We want justice!

Hold up.

My name is Corey Vallejo,

and were the New York Justice Coalition.

And we wanted you to know how it feels to have

your day disrupted for no reason

other than your "profile."

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

CROWD: Youre out of touch, its time to go!

COREY: Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Youre out of touch, its time to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Boss, lets go.

Youre out of touch, and its time to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Youre out of touch, and its time to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Step aside.

Youre out of touch, and its time to go!

No, no! Hands off! We stay respectful even if they dont.

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Step aside, were coming through.

Youre out of touch, and its time to go!

BAKER: Back up, please.

JIM: Step aside.

Youre out of touch, and its time to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Youre out of touch, and its time to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho! Youre out of touch...

(knocking on door)

Jennifer!

Come out here now!

Everything okay over there?

Hey, can you mind your own business?

Well, I cant really do that.

Jennifer?

Im kind of like the nosy neighbor type.

Oh, sorry.

I live a couple blocks down. Ron Steward.

You new in the neighborhood?

Yeah.

I moved in three months ago. Just got home from work myself,

saw my daughters computer open,

read about her telling some friend

that she blew off school today

to hang out with some kid named Reagan.

(sighs) Well, then you got the wrong house.

This is the Reagan house.

Im Danny Reagan.

I live here with my son Sean Reagan.

♪ ...getting older

My turn!

♪ Its feeling good

No, give it...

♪

Knock, knock.

Dad. What are you doing home?

Dad. What are you doing here?

Music off. Turn the music off.

(music stops)

I just worked three days in a row.

I wanted to come home and freshen up.

I just found out youre playing hooky.

But were not.

Theres no school. Its a teacher workday.

Yeah, Dad, I told you that, like, a week ago.

You told me about that a week ago,

but you didnt tell me about this a week ago.

You, either, Jennifer. Lets go.

Ill see you later...

Now!

What do you always say? Uh, dont do anything I wouldnt do?

Zip it.

(phone ringing)

You wont stop me!

(shouts)

(groans)

You wont stop me!

Ill kill all of you!

Whats wrong with you?!

Get the hell back here!

Are you nuts?!

(woman moaning)

Hey, whats going on?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

(woman whimpers)

Oh...

Okay, helps on the way. Helps on the way.

Hang in there.

(moaning)

This is Investigator Abetemarco,

from the Manhattan D.A.s office.

Try not to snap the steering wheel in two.

S-Sorry, Sarge.

Pretty soon, itll be second nature.

Then you can focus on the most important part of the job.

Uh, which is...?

Deciding where were gonna take our meal.

(laughs)

All right, light it up. Were pulling over that cab.

What? What am I not seeing?

Trouble light is on. Driver might need help.

Lets go. Light it up.

(siren wailing)

(woman shouting)

Help! Get over here! Help!

Help! Get this lady off of me!

You idiot!

Leong, take the driver.

I got him, I got him, I got him.

ART: Get out of my cab, you...

WOMAN: Give it to me!

Hey, hey!

I hate your music!

Calm down!

(woman screaming)

Get this crazy bitch off of me!

Prick! Wouldnt give me an aux cord so I could play my music.

My radio, I listen to my music!

All right, calm down.

Okay...

Last time I take a stupid cab!

Youre gonna get...

(screaming)

I want to see her in cuffs.

Get-- get back!

Get back, get back!

Its not my...

Get back!

Gun! Gun! Gun!

Drop it right now, put it down.

Put it down right now. Drop it. Do it.

♪

TRAVERS: My head is always on a swivel

when Im driving the PC.

Eyes ahead, side view mirrors,

rearview, around the horn in a constant motion.

I couldnt have missed running over someones foot.

Understood,

but the problem here is that cell phone video

from the scene suggests it could have happened.

TRAVERS: Im aware of that,

but from my vantage point, I did not see or feel

any moment of impact.

And the moment after the alleged incident,

I saw through my side view mirror

the crowd move quickly away from our vehicle

to a young male sitting on the curb.

Anything else?

Commissioner, if I had any thought that Id hit him,

I wouldve stopped and rendered immediate aid.

As would I, boss.

As would I.

Thank you, Detective.

Thank you.

Something else Id like to know.

Howd I get blindsided like that?

You do travel in a single vehicle with no lead car,

against advice, I might add.

No, I mean, this Corey Vallejo.

It seems to me, I should have heard her name

before I had her screaming at me in a diner.

Baker, would you call over there? I left a big tip.

I dont want any of it going to whoever tipped them off.

Yes, sir.

Getting tagged "Hit N Run Reagan"

I guess is the tabloids doing their job,

but you know, one of your jobs is watching my back

while watching the horizon.

Which I do.

But the horizons getting closer and closer

on a daily basis, Frank.

The circus came to town and stayed.

GORMLEY: I say

we pick up this particular clown for inciting the riot.

And start a real one?

I need to put something out.

NYPD is conducting a thorough investigation of the incident.

Thats it?

No, thats the statement. Now we do what cops do.

We investigate.

WOMAN:

Th

is is a violation

of my civil rights. I want my one call,

and a cigarette.

Yeah, and watch our phone melt

from all that booze on that breath.

Lets just dry you out a little first.

I-Im terribly sorry. I shouldve told you I was armed,

but this-this is a big mistake, cause I used to be on the job,

so I-I know how this works. I mean...

And yet, you have no license, no carry permit.

Theres no retired I.D. card, and your registrations expired,

so Im having a hard time believing you.

Come on. You...

Okay. Call-call me when shes out, thanks.

Anthony, are you okay?

Yeah, Im fine.

Any word on the victims?

Uh, nurse just said that, uh, Dr. Dornan was still in surgery.

But her secretary Madeline went straight to the morgue.

Oh, geez. Dr. Dornans lucky you walked in when you did.

Im lucky the son of bitch, uh, w-wanted to flee the scene

more than he wanted to keep slicing and dicing.

Right.

Anyway, why were you there?

What does it matter?

Its gonna matter to the jury if you have to testify.

Anthony, if youre seeing a psychiatrist...

Thats not why I was there.

The other day,

I ran into one of my ex-wifes friends at the market.

So were standing there having a chat, and suddenly,

she gives me one of those, "Now, I know

Im not supposed to say anything about this to you..."

"But if I dont, Im gonna explode."

Turns out, Vivian told her that shes seeing

this shrink, Dr. Dornan,

because shes had it up to here with me,

and, uh, she wants to do whats best for Sophia.

Meaning?

Meaning that shes gonna move away with Sophia.

Well, she cant do that without your permission.

Yeah, you think thats gonna stop her?

Just the other day, Sophia told me

how much her mothers been talking about

how shes sick of these New York winters.

So I-I went

to ask Dr. Dornan.

Well, Anthony, any shrink worth her salt

is not going to violate confidentiality

to an ex-husband, especially to an ex-husband.

Someone wants to stop me from seeing my daughter?

Im gonna do whatever the hell it takes.

Arthur Alan Bancroft, retired from the job May 2012.

Retired I.D. and carry permit

issued same month.

So if you go down to the License Division,

you can get your gun back.

Thank you.

Still doesnt explain why you were driving around

with no I.D. and expired registration.

Things are getting tough out there.

Above and beyond crazy passengers?

These days, Im lucky if I can even get those.

I mean, taxi business

has got one foot in the grave

with all these rideshare apps.

The disruption economy.

Yeah, destruction is more like it.

Five years ago, I spent

$1.5 million buying my taxi medallion.

Its worth a quarter of that now.

My life goes in the crapper,

my wife walks out.

I had a few too many last night,

forgot my wallet this morning.

Well, go out, get your registration renewed,

leave that gun at home from now on, all right?

A-And if I do, thats it?

What the Taxi and Limousine Commission

doesnt know wont hurt em.

I really appreciate it. Thank you.

Hey, you related to Frank Reagan?

Yeah, hes my dad.

Get out of here. He was my sergeant back in 84

at the Six-Five. Itd be nice to catch up.

Do one better, call him. I think hed like that.

I really appreciate you cutting me a break.

Tell your dad I said hi.

All right.

Hey, you sure about not

telling TLC?

Theyre kind of strict about their drivers not carrying.

Like he needs more problems?

DANNY:

Se

an, dinners here.

Ah.

Nothing like pizza to make a bad day better, huh?

First you got to ruin my life,

then you got to ruin my appetite.

Come on, what are you talking about?

Come on, out with it. I want to know

what are you talking about.

Jennifer unfollowed me on Instagram and Twitter

and just about everything else.

Why?

Her dad thinks Im a bad influence.

Youre the bad influence?

(chuckling): Okay, you see,

I thought you told me that it was her idea to come over here

and play house with you while I wasnt home,

not the other way around.

Is that right? Right.

So why dont you call her on the phone, have her put her old man

on the phone and Ill straighten it out. No! Dad.

Call her and Im gonna have you put her...

Wow. I dont think you get it.

Her dad thinks that Im a bad influence

because he thinks that youre a bad influence.

Me? Yeah, you.

Thats why I cant see her anymore.

So why dont you just stay out of it. God!

Madeline is dead?

ABETEMARCO: Im sorry.

Docs said she lost too much blood at the scene.

Shes been with me for 10 years.

She was scared of Graham from the day he arrived,

but I promised her shed be safe.

Graham his first or last name?

Uh, first, Graham Baxter.

I wish I could tell you more.

Doc, this is no time to play footsie over confidentiality.

Hes my patient.

The man clearly poses a threat.

Graham came to me a-a few months ago,

saying he knew

people were plotting against him.

Even you and Madeline?

You cant blame him.

Schizophrenia can overwhelm even the most rational person.

Yeah, well, nuts or not, he needs to be caught.

Why would he take files?

Recently, he started to fixate

on-on other patients.

Like who?

Which other patients?

I dont, I dont know.

Doc, who else is he going after?

Anthony, what are you doing?

Perps an EDP named Graham Baxter,

and hes not done.

Yeah, we know.

He stabbed someone in Murray Hill about an hour go.

Must be one of her patients

because he stole a bunch of files.

Okay, relax, Im on the case.

Who are you?

Detective Fleming. Detective Washburn.

NYPD is on this, Anthony.

If hes got a bunch of patient files, she could be on his list.

Who is "she"?

None of your business!

Hey, pal, Im not your enemy.

Youre lucky about that!

All right, enough! His ex-wife is one of Dr. Dornans patients.

And if this psycho has her address,

shes at risk, as is my daughter Sophia. So now you get it, pal?

If he does, then Ill make sure that shes safe.

Whats your clearance rate?

We are going.

Im just trying to make sure.

The correct answer is, "Right away, boss." Lets go.

Next name on Dr. Dornans list is, uh, Ted Morgan.

Baxter took that one.

Hey, Fleming.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Find out which patients this maniac

might be going after next?

Only thing Im finding right now

is a guy contaminating my crime scene.

Relax. Im here to help.

Only thing I needed from you was your statement.

Oh, so youve collared Baxter already?

Yeah, exactly. Let me take a look...

Hey, get your hands off of me and your ass out of here.

Hey, what the hells your problem?

I dont have one.

And neither does your boss with me doing my job.

Course if you had done yours,

then Baxter wouldve never gotten out that door, and

your ex wouldnt have a check beside her name on my list.

Vivians file was taken?

And rest easy cause theres a radio car

headed to her place right now.

Come on, come on, pick up, pick up.

Hey, I dont want to see you again, Abetemarco.

Pick up! Vivian, pick up!

I found out who called them that you were here.

One of our grill guys.

I let him go.

And why did you just stand by and let them harass us?

It all happened so fast.

Saying "get out" happens faster.

You know, theres a big profit margin in beer, wine, cocktails,

but you really do need a liquor license to sell them.

This is a neighborhood place.

I cant be seen as being all pro-cops, you know?

How about just pro-customer?

(door opens)

Thats all.

So, here I am.

(chuckles)

Have a seat.

I read up on you.

Lucius Guerra Chair Professor

of Intersectional Justice Studies.

You sure as hell win for longest title.

Whats that mean?

That your background checks all the boxes.

What boxes?

The ones that labeled you the real deal,

the next big thing, the fresh new face of the New York left.

(chuckles) Tell me something, hows that feel?

What do you want, Commissioner?

Well, before I was Commissioner Reagan,

I was Detective Reagan, and I put a high value

on interviewing eyewitnesses personally.

Did you see Malik Taylor go under my wheel?

No. I was in front,

happened out of my line of sight.

Then why are you now saying I hit him intentionally?

There are plenty of people that saw what happened.

Plenty of your people, or just people?

The people next to and behind Malik.

Which would make them your people.

I resent that.

And I resent being called a hit-and-run driver,

but we both know the rules of this game.

It might be a game to you, but this is not a game to us.

Oh, yeah, its a game,

but how about we change it up?

How about I talk directly to you--

in spite of the fact that

my staff thinks its akin to negotiating with terrorists--

and you talk directly to me

instead of staging stunts that get innocent people hurt.

It wasnt staged. It was a hit-and-run.

You know, I dont have an actual olive branch,

but I hope you realize what Im doing here.

When you told your people to let us pass,

I thought I saw a hint of civility there.

No, just being practical.

We dont carry guns or nightsticks, so...

You know, we get false allegations

thrown at us all the time.

Be sure youre right about this

cause if there is a crack in your case against us,

we go at it like junkyard dogs.

That is some olive branch.

Well, actually, its better than that.

Its damn good advice given to you totally free of charge

and with respect you havent earned.

Ron.

Jennifer.

Hello, Mr. Reagan.

All right, you have a good day

at school now, huh.

All right.

Look, I, uh,

think we mightve got off on the wrong foot here.

Feels like the right foot to me.

Look, my son, hes a good kid,

and he really likes your daughter,

and Jennifer seems to like him, so why dont we just allow...

You know, where I come from, it aint the kids

who run the family.

Uh-huh.

And its, uh, Texas, where youre from?

Well, hey, you are a detective.

Yeah, okay. They teach you how to be rude

to your new neighbors where you come from, too?

We sure as hell dont pull up to a guy

out of nowhere, start barking orders.

Now some of us have to get back to work, so, uh,

yall have a good day.

Yall.

Call ITB, tell em to get it back online.

Ill try.

Hey. Hey, so whatd he say?

He who?

Your dad. Did he remember Art Bancroft?

I didnt talk to him.

Oh.

Was I supposed to?

I dont know, just seems like a real you move--

someone needs help and you help them, especially if its a cop.

So now I need to call for backup?

Im not saying that.

Look, yesterday

it was I was supposed to call TLC, and now its my dad.

Im starting to sense a pattern here, Officer.

Jamie, youre a rookie sergeant.

Im a veteran cop.

And more so a veteran Reagan.

What you guys do, you bounce everything off each other.

Not everything.

As a sergeant, I have to pick and choose

what I take to my dad, else I wear out that welcome.

Okay.

Im gonna check on Art later, see how hes doing.

All right?

Jamie, I didnt mean...

Ive got to get back to work.

Okay. Okay.

Interfering with a police investigation?

(sighs) Flemings a rat, too.

Big surprise.

It is a crime, Anthony,

even for a D.A.s investigator.

Yeah, well, as hard as he was working,

I could have been interrupting his lunch break.

Fleming also told me that when patrol showed up at Vivians,

she and Sophia were no longer there.

Yeah, because she ran into Baxter last week

in Dr. Dornans waiting room.

And out of nowhere, he started accusing her

of reading his thoughts.

And now hes got her address.

So let Fleming protect her.

Would you, Erin, if this was your family?

No, no, you would call in Danny or Jamie.

Thats because theyre NYPD, like Fleming.

No, its because theyre your family.

Which is why protecting mine is my job.

Baxter doesnt have my address,

so I took them to my place.

And while you were playing Papa Bear,

did you happen to mention to Vivian how you got mixed up

in all this in the first place?

Now whos sticking their nose where it doesnt belong?

So, no.

Good God, Erin,

I know I cant lead this investigation,

but can I please keep track of my own business?

Great. I dont even want it.

Reagan.

Ron, what the hell happened to you?

Whats it look like? I got my ass kicked.

You got your ass kicked by who? Where?

My block. A couple--

A couple of doors down, a bunch of people throwing a party.

Had the music blaring, so I go over to complain.

On my way home, these... these three guys followed me.

What the hell did you come all the way over here for?

Why didnt you just call 911?

Back home, you know a cop, you go to them.

Well, you dont know me, Ron.

In fact, you dont even like me. Remember?

Look, Jennifer, she came to the window

when she saw em yell at me.

She heard the whole thing.

Now shes so scared,

she dont even want to live here no more.

Now, y-youve got to help me.

Busted.

What? I-I just got my second wind.

You want in?

No.

But I do have a question.

Shoot.

Howd you feel when Dad stopped

reaching out to you for help?

When did that ever stop?

No, I mean back in the day, when he was coming up.

He used to say that he had you on speed dial

for, like, a decade.

And along came that fateful day.

June 6, 1982.

You remember the date?

Francis was excited because he had managed

to defuse a war between two Chinatown crime bosses.

Everybody else was excited for him.

I realized...

hed never so much as mentioned it to me.

So it stung a little bit.

Maybe more.

But I was proud, too.

Knowing he was able to strike someone out

because I taught him how to throw the forkball.

So, what didnt you go to him for?

Busted.

Its just this thing with this retired cop,

but I-I handled it.

Handled it, or handled it well?

Both, but Eddie thought differently.

I keep wondering if she was right,

and I was just being defensive.

Heres the dirty little secret about climbing the ladder.

The higher you go, the more you second-guess yourself.

Yeah?

And with marriage, its third and fourth-guessing.

So, Id say youre on the right track.

Thanks, Pop.

Now, get out of here...

so I can finish the pie.

Did you hear?

Baxter struck again.

Dont tell me you went to the scene. No.

I was too busy sitting up all night with a gun

in case Baxter came after Viv and Sophia next.

You said they were safe at your place.

Well, I thought they were.

And then, after dinner, we played a little Scrabble.

And then Vivian casually says, "Oh, by the way,

on my personal info for Dr. Dornan,"

she used me as her emergency contact.

Baxter has your address, too.

I need to find a new place to stash em.

So, unless you got something for me,

I need to make some calls.

(indistinct chatter, cheering)

Malik.

You got a sec?

Do I know you?

Sid Gormley.

And?

Looking good out there, man.

Are you some kind of scout?

Yeah. NYPD Flop Squad.

(sniffles) Whats this about?

Its about that flop you took the other day

outside the police commissioners vehicle.

It wasnt no flop. I heal fast.

I eat fast.

Doesnt mean I could eat a steak in 60 seconds, huh?

Who put you up to it?

Nobody put me up to nothing.

Corey Vallejo?

I told you, nobody put me up to nothing.

The truck, like, took off

and drove right over my foot.

Nah. Yeah.

They said it might be, like, messed up.

Whos that? What hospital?

I was in a state of shock. I dont remember.

I dont believe you.

I need a lawyer.

You dont need a lawyer.

You do need some acting lessons

if youre going to continue down this path, though, Malik.

Okay, kiddo, time to hit the hay.

Wait, Dad.

Huh?

Dad!

(grunts)

Dad-- But I want to see who wins.

Ill tell you a bedtime story, you love those.

Nothing too scary, Anthony.

Oh, yes, dear.

Erin, I cant thank you enough for this.

No need, Anthonys already thanked me

a dozen times for the three of you.

I didnt know he actually knew those words.

I also get the sense that, despite the circumstances,

hes enjoyed spending time with you and Sophia this week.

(sighs) Okay.

Now I need a glass of what youre drinking.

I know you guys go way back,

further than him and me,

but the guy I know from the office

is a real sweetheart.

Try picking up after him for ten years.

Or getting him to put words to what hes feeling,

or spending half your time waiting up for him to get home

from being a sweetheart at the office.

Is that why youre moving out of state?

What?

You and Sophia.

Did Anthony tell you that?

Well, he-hes worried, Vivian.

Oh, my God, that man.

You see what I mean about getting him to open up

to me about things?

So its not true?

No. Im a Jersey girl, now and forever.

But you were seeing Dr. Dornan?

About Sophia.

Is she okay?

Shes fine, other than being a terror lately.

Backtalk, hiding her phone.

Shes not even a teenager yet.

Have you told Anthony this?

I tried, but he wont hear it.

To him, shes his little angel, always will be.

Then you should thank your lucky stars.

For what?

Well, if I had a madman coming after me,

theres no one Id rather have between us

than a guy who loves his family with all his heart.

Uh, John Mayer or Ed Sheeran?

Ed. Wait. No, John.

Are you sure? Yeah.

Ooh, Rihanna or Beyoncé?

Ri-Ri.

(imitates buzzer)

What?

Youre wrong.

I cant be wrong, its my choice.

No, because both are awesome.

Oh...

(gunshots nearby)

(people screaming)

Hey, hey!

Stop!

Everybody get back.

Stay back! Stay back.

Stay low. Stay low.

Police. Dont move!

Art?

Art!

Art, put the gun down.

Come on, put the gun down now. Come on.

Put the gun down now!

MAYA: Sir, put the gun down!

Come on, Art, put the gun down!

Thats it, go down.

Down. Get on your knees.

Nice and slow.

Put your hands behind your head.

Okay.

Art, what did you do?

What the hell did you do?

JAMIE: Hey, I heard it over the radio.

What the hell happened?

He aint talking. We already tried.

He asked for a lawyer.

I want to hear if from him.

Hey, hey, hey. Did you shoot somebody?

Jamie, stop. Hey, Jamie.

Did you shoot somebody, Art?

Maya, get him to his cell.

After I helped you?!

JANKO: Take him...

I got it. Lets go, lets go.

You cant talk to him!

Jamie, you cant talk to him!

Just... just tell me what happened.

Okay.

What happened?!

All right.

Im gonna tell you after we process him, okay?

Were gonna do this the right way.

The way you taught me.

Okay.

Mm. What about when hes eating?

Those nummy noises he makes?

Sometimes I can hear it from my office.

(chuckles)

(knock at door)

ABETEMARCO: Its me.

Can I get it?

Of course.

Theres my little girl.

Fleming finally caught Baxter.

VIVIAN: Oh, thank God.

We can go home.

SOPHIA: Do we really have to go home?

Ms. Reagans place is so much better

than living in Hackensack.

ABETEMARCO: All right, girls.

Lets pack it up and get out of Erins hair.

And on the way home, Im gonna buy you both

lunch at Aspromontis.

VIVIAN: Oh.

Only if you promise to keep your elbows off the table.

Its a fancy place.

My God, this woman.

Uh, yes, I promise.

And were gonna have a little chat about how open

and honest were gonna be from now on.

Including you?

Especially me.

Okay, sweetie. Lets go get our stuff.

Hey.

The driver Art shot is gonna live.

Apparently, he was picking up a passenger

and the guy looked over at him, smiled at Art.

Art took it to mean like he was mocking him.

He was that on the edge; I should have seen it.

Jamie, you just were trying to help him out.

Its different when the PC checks in on you.

It means something.

No, it just means that he was way past

needing to just be checked in on.

Youre right.

(sighs) I am new at this.

You know what youre not?

A fortune teller.

Well, you must be, because you called it.

No, I didnt. I just... I made a call.

And maybe this time,

it was right and the next time, who the hell knows?

Any way you cut it, this ones on me.

You want some advice?

No.

What do you mean, no?

Im not ready for advice yet.

Im still busy beating myself up about it.

(indistinct chatter)

Yeah, thats them.

Good. Howd you find them?

Your neighbors security camera saw.

They had on their work shirts,

so I was able to track them down

to the auto body shop they worked at.

When I got there, couple of them tried to jump me.

Well, thanks, Reagan.

I-I mean it.

Hey, you moved here, you got mugged.

Its official: youre a New Yorker now. (scoffs)

Hey, but next time you want to, uh,

stand your ground or whatever the hell it is

you do down there in Texas, dont.

All right? And dont call me.

Call 911.

I will. Good.

Look, um...

Jennifer, she told me a little more about Sean and...

how respectful hes been, how he made friends

with her at school when no one else would.

Hes a good young man.

He takes after his mother.

I got a...

couple of tickets to the Rangers game

at the Garden tomorrow night; now do you think Sean

could get her into the city and back...

before curfew?

Yeah, Im sure he could.

Yall have a good day now.

(chuckles)

And they didnt take him to a hospital.

They took him to a walk-in med center on Tenth Avenue.

The doc-in-the-box is one of

the agitators uncles,

he ordered up some X-rays and some scripts

to create a paper trail.

Long story short, the whole thing was bogus.

What do you want to do?

Arrest the whole crew, charge them with...

I meant him.

What do you think he wants to do?

Im right here,

I can speak for myself.

Im having Corey Vallejo up.

She claims to have

some information, so...

are we certain she is behind the scam or at least aware of it?

Walks like a duck, talks like a duck.

I think we can at least be sure she didnt drill down

on the facts and just let it play out

to rile up her base.

(door opens)

Shes here.

Lets have her.

I got this one.

Please, sit down.

So... whats the information?

It seems there was a misunderstanding.

No, it seems like there was a scam.

Did you order it up or just go along with it?

Neither.

Some of my people got overly ambitious

and thought they were doing our cause a favor.

Get new people.

The cause is like a magnet, it draws what it draws.

Oh... Give me a break.

I came up here in good faith.

And there it is.

There what is?

The crux of this particular matter.

See, you say good faith, I say...

you came up to get ahead of it,

that youve known all along what I now know.

Am I going too fast for you?

No.

See, what we got here is an unreliable narrator, thats you.

And a cynical New York cop, thats me.

Im a person of integrity and I came...

Do your homework.

Look up Reverend Darnell Potter.

Look up Shelley Wayne

for the Mothers United Against Violence.

I know who they are.

Then you do know that I engage with my opposition.

That I can be called out for faults

in myself and in my department.

That when the accusations coming out of

your bullhorns have a ring of truth, I do listen.

No, whats implied is that you get to choose

what faults youre accountable for.

Professor, you need to quit while youre ahead.

And how am I ahead?

I am charging Malik Taylor.

I am giving you a mulligan...

in the hopes that moving forward,

you will use your smarts and your talents

to engage on issues honestly

and leave the ambush tactics to the thugs.

The word is "disruptors."

You can put all the lipstick you want on it.

This is not your ivory tower.

This is police headquarters.

You attack it...

you best have the facts and the truth on your side.

And if you pull an act like this again,

you wont know what hit you.

I hear you.

Even better that you believe me.

(door opens)

(sighs)

NICKY: Im just saying,

anybody want to get me a graduation gift,

that would be on the short list.

(blows raspberry)

DANNY: Saving up now.

HENRY: Duly noted.

NICKY: Okay.

When is graduation?

Second Saturday in May. Im not sure what the date is.

What are you gonna do after?

Partying.

(Henry laughs)

I mean next. Yes.

You mean, like get a job?

Or take time off.

No, time offs what you take from a job.

Time off without a job is called unemployment.

Theres time off for good behavior,

but thats when youre in prison.

Is there a prison term in your future?

(scoffs)

Yeah, thats quite a leap.

Yeah, I didnt even say I wanted to take time off.

Yeah, why would she take time off?

I just think you should take advantage

of the natural breaks in life.

Going to school for 18 years straight.

18 years of anything, you deserve a break.

DANNY: Yeah, she deserves a break.

But starting in high school,

any time off of high school is get a job time.

Or you can go with a longer view, take your retirement

in installments like Travis McGee.

Whos that? Whats that mean?

The wise hero of John D. MacDonalds

great book series.

Look, his point was:

you have to take the time to do the things you want to do

before youre too old to do them.

Yes, and that takes money.

Or sound planning. I mean, I always thought

I was smart, but I was never smart enough to actually do it.

HENRY: Yeah, but your work was your adventure

and your hobby; nothing wrong with that.

And, oh, Nicky. Please.

Promise me one thing.

After you graduate, take the knowledge with you,

leave the tactics behind.

Yeah.

The tactics?

The Hudson University professor?

For one, yeah.

Whats that ambush have to do with college?

All Im saying is if there was ever a time

for that kind of disruption, to use the current euphemism,

its college-- the premise and promise

of campus life is an invitation to push the boundaries.

Thats a little simplistic.

Yes, it is.

But bear with me, Im on a very narrow path here.

When you take that kind of atmosphere

and inject it into real-world, workaday life,

as she did with us, in that diner,

the so-called disruption drowns out

any valid point you have.

On either side.

Class dismissed.

Pass the meat.

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