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(alarm chirps)

You know the drill.

Yeah, Im right here.

(cell phone ringing)

Hey, honey, how are you?

Oh, Im just heading into the governors office.

Doesnt look like Im getting out of here till after dinner.

Shoot. I completely forgot.

Look, uh... tell Erin Im sorry I missed her,

and you guys have fun, okay?

All right.

Call you from the road.

(bell ringing)

Cole sends his love, but hes stuck in Albany

so he has to bag on dinner.

Aw. Love back.

Hey. Were two single gals, looking for trouble tonight.

BAKER: The Haitian ambassadors requested a meeting

to formally thank you for the NYPDs help in his country.

Ive slotted him in between PBA

and Port Authority Superintendant.

Thank you, Baker.

Have this hand-delivered to the mayor-elect,

first thing tomorrow morning.

Sir.

Its customary.

(door opens, closes)

Hows your father faring with Mayor Poole?

Well, he resigned today.

Mmm!

All the commissioners offer letters of resignation

when the new mayors elected.

And my father is nothing if not customary.

Well, Im sure it will be okay.

Cole has worked closely with Poole, and he really likes him.

Well, I think the question is if Poole like Commissioner Reagan.

And my dads too proud to sit around

and wait for the ax to fall.

Hello?

Anybody looking for a party?

(screaming)

(running footsteps)

Farragaut. Where do I know that name from?

JACKIE: Yeah, hes a

big fund-raiser guy for the new mayor.

You know, its been in all the papers the last couple months.

No, no, I know about that.

Im not talking about that. Its something else.

Wait a minute. Hes married.

His wife, Lisa Farragaut, shes an old friend of my sister.

I gotta make the call, Jack.

Yeah, Ill be there in a few.

Okay, just promise me that youre going

to let me pay the next time.

This is not a freebie.

Theres a guy I want you to meet.

Okay, Im giving you cash right now.

Hes divorced, he has a daughter Nickys age,

looks like the guy on

Mad Men.

Ooh, poor girl.

No, he does.

He lives near us in Chappaqua,

but he works in Midtown.

Okay. Hold on. Danny?

Im in a restaurant. Can I just call you right back?

Yeah, actually Im with...

What?

No, wh-what are you talking about?

Are you positive?

Okay, Im gonna... Ill call you back later.

No, I... Ill call you back.

Erin?

Whats the matter?

I think we should go, okay?

Whats going on?

Just come with me.

Erin?

Erin, tell me whats going on.

Just... lets just go outside, okay?

Erin, wait.

Im sorry, excuse me. Excuse me.

Erin, please just tell me what Danny told you.

Its Cole.

What?

Wh...?

Im sorry.

What are you...

I dont know, I...

Oh, God.

I dont know what to say.

(sobbing)

RENZULLI: All right, guys, listen up.

Im only gonna say this once. Just once.

Each team is to blend in with the clientele at your locations.

Observe and report on the service of alcohol to minors

and/or the buying and selling of narcotics on the premises.

Reagan, youll be working with Atwater.

Any questions?

Atwater.

How many nights are we talking about?

Three, tops.

Youll all be back in the bag come Friday.

If were supposed to blend in,

can we have a drink ourselves, Sarge?

Maximum two, so make it last.

(laughter)

All right, lets hit the street.

Beats working patrol, huh?

Say that again.

Hey, Reagan.

So, uh, you think you can manage out there without me?

I guess well find out, huh?

Your first undercover assignment.

Its a big night.

Appreciate the opportunity, Sarge.

Just remember this: the uniform does half the job.

So eyes wide open.

Okay?

I want my favorite driver back in one piece.

Lisa.

(sighs)

Im so sorry.

Is theres anything I can do?

Thank you, Frank.

Well do everything possible to find who did this,

I promise you.

Im going to take her home and spend the night.

No, no, thats really not necessary.

Please, please.

Can you take Nicky for the night

and make sure she gets to school?

Done.

I need to get out of here. Ill meet you out front.

Dad...

Cole told her he was stuck in Albany and couldnt make dinner.

Do the detectives know?

No.

No, I havent left her side.

Does the mayor know hes dead?

He knows.

Go with Lisa, Ill get Nicky.

Thanks.

(sighs)

(laughter, chattering, country music playing)

Here you go, pal.

Twenty-eight.

For-for two drinks?

Service included.

Bet you a drink I can guess where you went to college.

Um, sorry, but Im not a... not a gambling man.

Oh, its not gambling.

If she guesses which college you went to,

you buy us both a drink.

Shes, uh, really good.

Shes, like, got sick sense.

You mean, sixth sense?

(laughs)

Yeah.

Okay. I get to ask three questions.

Mandy, dont be a whore.

Screw you, Brian.

I was just guessing where he went to college.

Westchester Community?

(laughter)

Mm, Im fading.

Bump me?

Little young for you, no?

Just minding my own business here, pal.

You saying my girlfriend was hitting on you?

Not saying anything.

Bry-bry... take it someplace else.

(scoffs)

Dalton lacrosse goons.

I swear to God, they put

something in the water over there.

Yeah.

Hey, I know you, right?

I dont think so.

Yeah, yeah, I do.

Noble Sanfino.

Jimmy. How you doing?

Saint Davids, right?

Sorry man, cant help you.

No, no, no, no, no, no, I...

I know I know you.

Whatever.

(chuckles)

Itll come to me.

Hey.

Hows Lisa doing?

I just spent the night at her house.

Neither slept a wink.

What do you got?

Nothing thats going to give her any comfort.

Her husband wasnt in Albany yesterday.

At all.

Where was he?

Good question.

(phone ringing)

The labs are processing the evidence from the crime scene,

trying to put together a time line of his last few hours.

Reagan.

Parking records show that he got

five tickets in the last three months

on a pretty skeevy block in the Lower East Side.

Gonna head over there now.

Im not heading anywhere.

I got called back to court. Cant your people

get their ducks in a row?

Its my third round with the same grand jury.

Maybe they cant get enough of your pretty face.

You just start the canvass,

Ill try to catch up, all right? Yeah.

Can I ride along?

No.

But what you can do is accidentally

bump into my partner while shes down there, okay?

See how the real pros work.

Take it easy, all right?

Thanks.

Excuse me, sir.

Can I ask you a question?

NYPD.

You recognize this guy?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Yeah? Whens the last time you see him?

This morning.

Right here.

Yeah, very funny. In person.

No, just on the paper.

(sighs): All right.

Look, you might want to talk to this guy over there,

uh, Dexter or Darrell.

Hes kind of like the mayor of the block.

The guy in the hat?

In the green shirt.

All right, thank you.

Yo, Darrell!

(horn honking) What?

Relax. Whats your problem?

Darrell, NYPD.

Yo! Excuse me, sir.

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey, you know this guy? Yeah, I know him.

You kill this guy?

No! I knew him. Thats all.

Why you running, then?

My parole officer, she found violations in,

like, I blink my eyes.

If she found out that I got questioned about a guy

who got killed...

All right, calm down. Calm down.

Youre not in trouble; just answer my questions.

Forget about her.

He comes by sometimes

two, three times a week.

Drives a Range Rover-- expensive, you know?

A while back, we made a little deal:

he flip me a 20, and I watch his car.

You watch his car-- the one that has all the tickets?

Youre a great lookout.

He-he dont care about tickets.

Im watching for tow trucks.

All right, when was the last time you saw him?

Yesterday around 6:00.

What building?

344. Apartment 1-B.

1-B. Why do you know 1-B when youre watching his car?

Cause he said if the tow truck come, buzz 1-B.

(siren whoops)

All right, how long does it take him to come out?

I dont know. I had to have dinner at my mothers at 8:30.

You go to your moms for dinner.

(siren whoops)

Okay, okay.

No, no, just relax. Relax.

Officer, come babysit my friend here.

One of you come with me.

JACKIE: Just chill out.

Farragaut was here yesterday. 1-B.

Hey. Perfect timing.

Were in here now.

Can you open the door for us, sir?

It was a girl, young, in her 20s.

Whats her name?

Im not good with names; I call them all honey.

But I thought I heard fighting coming from there

when I was having my dinner last night.

And whatd you do?

It was dinner.

When I was finished, it had already stopped.

You know the signs--

you see something, you say something.

(sighs) Thats about terrorists.

Shes just a girl.

All right, move over.

(knocking)

NYPD! Anyone home?

Hello?

Coming in.

(door creaking)

Hello?

JACKIE: Hello?

Oh... pfft.

How old did you say this girl was?

Maybe 25.

(Jackie sighs)

All right, well, her clothes are gone, cosmetics are gone.

So is she, so... thank you for the backup.

Somebody liked little girls.

This is like a movie set.

Yeah, like

Gidget Goes to Hell.

Well, looks like Mr. Farragaut had a dirty little secret.

My God.

(sighs heavily)

Oh! Erin, go outside.

Yeah, this is Detective Curatola.

Im at 344 East Second Street, Apartment 1-Boy,

requesting an "A" run from Crime Scene.

Were here.

Oh. HENRY: Wow.

Why wasnt I invited?

LINDA: I am loving this dress.

Thank you.

Dad! Wow.

Guys, if you finish your homework, I rented

Waterboy.

Yes.

Sweet.

Im here.

Wow.

Why am I going to this again?

Because Tony Bennett is singing

and because the new mayor invited you.

It is customary for a new mayor

to review the standing commissioners

from his transition office,

not at a fund-raiser.

Maybe he wanted to get to know you better.

If Tony wasnt singing, Id have passed.

And maybe he knew that.

Dont burn the bridge, Francis.

Erin, hows your friend Lisa holding up?

Oh, not so good, but her mom and both her brothers are with her.

What have you told her?

As little as possible.

All set, there you go.

Thank you.

Wow.

(laughs)

Thanks for being my date tonight.

Youre welcome.

Although maybe its time you both started

seeing other people.

Just saying.

(car horns honking)

(indistinct chatter)

Commissioner Reagan.

Mr. Mayor.

Do you know my daughter?

Erin.

Heard good things, many good things.

Congratulations on your election.

Well, on the shoulders of giants,

not the least of which was

our late, great friend Cole Farragaut.

That aches and it will for a very, very long time.

Yes.

Frank, may I have a word in private, please?

Sure.

Erin, it was a pleasure.

Have you spoken to Coles widow?

I have.

Its the random acts of violence

that are the worst tragedies of all.

Random, senseless.

A damn carjacking.

Where they didnt even keep the car?

Hmm.

Coles family is going through a living hell.

The sooner we can dispose of this case

and get it out of the news cycle,

the sooner we can begin to heal.

So I got your letter of resignation.

Can I assume you will consider staying on?

Commissioner serves at the mayors pleasure

but not at his bidding.

Im aware of that, Frank.

Just so long as we understand the difference.

ANNOUNCER: Please welcome Tony Bennett and Carrie Underwood.

(applause)

♪ It had to be you

♪ It had to be

♪ You

♪ I wandered around

♪ And finally found

♪ Somebody who

♪ Could make me

♪ Be true

♪ Could make me be

♪ Blue

♪ And even be glad

♪ Just to be sad

♪ Thinking of you

♪ Some others

♪ Ive seen

♪ Might never be mean...

Tonys going to think that you dont like his song.

TONY: ♪ Or try to be boss...

What did Poole say?

(sighs)

He wants me to rubber-stamp Farragauts murder

as a fatal carjacking.

He said that?

In so many words.

Which tells me that someone involved in the investigation

told him about the girls apartment.

He doesnt want to be burned by a scandal

in his inner circle the moment he takes office.

Not my problem.

♪ For

BOTH: ♪ Nobody else

♪ Gave me a thrill

♪ With all your faults

♪ I love you still

♪ It had to be you

♪ Wonderful you

♪ It had to be you.

(applause)

Thank you.

Tony and I recorded that for his 85th birthday album.

(applause)

Thank you.

(chuckles)

I see my old friend Frank Reagan over there.

By the way, my driver got a speeding ticket.

Could you take care of that for me?

(laughter)

(applause)

Thank you. (chuckles)

(music playing)

(indistinct chatter and laughter)

Hey, Long Island iced tea, vodka, rocks.

I remember where I know you from.

Okay, where?

Stardust, back in the day.

Maybe you remember me; cant say I remember you

or much of anything about the nights at that place.

See, if you can remember what happened at Stardust,

you werent really at Stardust, right?

Amen. (laughs)

(laughs) Thank you.

Listen, Im going to meet this chick later.

Shes gonna need just a little encouragement,

if you know what I mean.

Anywhere you could point me in the right direction

to score a little something?

Why would you think I could point you?

Stardust alum?

You see that guy behind me working his phone?

Yeah, thats a cop.

I never forget a face, and I can always make a cop.

Erin?

Lisa, what are you doing here?

At 8:00 this morning, I had two detectives at my house

with a warrant to search Coles home office.

They took his files,

they took his laptop.

It, its just procedure.

Were doing everything we can...

Kyle, my youngest,

asked me if his father had done something wrong.

They just need to go through each and every detail.

Do they suspect Cole of something

that ended up in his murder?

Not exactly.

He was my husband, you are my friend.

I want to know everything you know.

JACKIE: His records show Cole Farragaut

rented this studio.

The whole thing screams of love shack.

Well, if somebody else dug that up,

why are we chasing the lead?

Well, words come down from the PC

that they want us to plug any holes on this case,

so they thought it best to be going with family.

When my old man wants something done,

he usually asks me himself.

I agree-- something weird is going on around here.

Police. Open up.

Smells like teen spirit.

I know that smell.

Ah. Juicy perfume.

My niece wears that.

Whoever she is, shes one tough cookie.

(lock clicking)

(screaming)

Shh. Shut up.

Did Kiril call you?

I was calling him, I... I swear.

Shh.

I was calling Kiril. Shush.

Just want to ask you a few questions.

Shh.

Almost from when Cole start seeing me,

he talk about wanting me for his own.

He get apartment for us

and he come to take me there,

but Kiril found out.

How, I dont know.

Whos this Kiril?

Kiril my boss.

Kiril always knows what is planning.

Cole get angry and tell Kiril

he does not have me to own.

You do not try telling Kiril that.

So what happened then?

First, Cole punch Kiril hard,

like he is taking me no matter what.

Kiril strong, too, though.

They fight more.

Kiril wins.

Cole stop breathing.

I do nothing because Kiril will kill me, too.

JACKIE: All right. Whats this Kirils last name?

Kiril have lot of last name.

I dont know what one now.

Nikolina, wheres Kiril?

I dont know.

Youre gonna have to do better than that.

Probably back in Croatia, I think.

Thats not what you think, Nikolina.

You think hes still here.

You thought Kiril was the one

who sent my partner and me to your apartment to get you.

Now, Nikolina, tell me where he is.

I swear I dont know.

All right, well, Im going to check with Immigration,

see your status, and maybe thatll strike up your memory.

Please!

I not child.

I know all Cole want me for is for sex.

But last day of his life,

Cole try to save me.

His last wish was for me to be free.

Okay. I think weve heard enough.

Lisa, Ill try to hold her as a material witness until...

And then what?

Put her on the stand so every gory detail gets broadcast?

Have my boys live this out

for the rest of their lives?

No. Let her go.

Look, its a police matter now.

I dont care.

Let her go.

Youre saying Lisa would rather see

her husbands killer go free?

If the alternative is exposing him

as getting murdered for his obsession with a hooker,

then, yes.

Plus, the girl admits that Farragaut started it,

so if we put Kiril on trial,

any decent defense attorney is going to run with that.

So, youre thinking

about walking around the murder charge.

I think I can indict Kiril on sex-trafficking charges,

and with the right judge, get a comparable sentence.

You got the ammunition?

Nikolina named six other girls.

So, if I can get her and the others

as cooperating witnesses, I have a case.

I see two problems.

One, theres no guarantee

that Farragauts relationship with the girl

isnt gonna come out in court anyway.

So, you run the risk of looking like youre covering it up,

and thats a hell of a risk.

Whats the other?

When someones murdered in my city,

I kind of like to see the killer brought to justice.

(knocking)

Commissioner, Mayor-elect Poole

is making a round of the chiefs offices.

Scheduled?

Impromptu, apparently.

Should I invite him up?

Apparently, he doesnt think he needs an invitation.

Dont burn the bridge.

Well, theres something to be said for going out on top.

Youre not ready.

Yeah?

Its a hell of a lot easier to put yourself in harms way

than it is to ask others to do so.

At least for me, anyway.

Play nice.

Erin. Frank.

I would have been happy to introduce you around myself.

Ive always found it useful to, um,

just arrive unannounced and dive right in.

Nevertheless, there is an etiquette to this office.

One that Im sure youll appreciate

once you start running this city.

Well, I just wanted to commend you

on whatever you did to keep the Farragaut case on track.

No commendation required.

My people are working with the DAs office

to find and punish those responsible.

I see. Well, then, for seeing that its progressed

without any leaks to the press.

Well, its not leaks to the press

that Im worried about right now.

Im trying to find out who talked to you.

Frank, you know, I had a long conversation

with the outgoing mayor about you.

He characterized you as having a problem with authority.

I draw a paycheck as the New York City Police Commissioner.

I not only dont have a problem with authority.

I pretty damn well define it.

Well, to some, yes.

But to others, Frank, you define a kind of

white, Irish-Catholic, middle-class,

last-century way of thinking.

You accept that?

As you are an African-American, Baptist,

up-by-your-bootstraps community activist

whose own polling shows

deep gaps in support

across racial and ethnic divides.

But still, I won the election.

Thanks for dropping by.

You have a good evening.

Can I have same-same?

Sure thing.

(crowd chatter)

Thanks. Hey.

Hey. So, how did you make out last night?

Oh, pretty well, under the circumstances.

Yeah, sorry I froze you out there, but, look,

cops make me tense even just hanging around.

No problem.

Good news, though.

The doctors in the house tonight,

and hes got some fresh Mash.

Whats Mash?

Where you been, man?

Look, its like blow and X got together and had a kid.

Its the best party youve ever been to,

right between your ears.

Im in.

Yeah. Me first.

All right, so, let me get this straight.

He kills a guy, a guy that you know,

and youre just gonna go after him on pimping charges?

Sex-trafficking.

Sex... Look, its still a prosecutor

pleading down a killer.

It will carry the same sentence as manslaughter

if I can make it stick.

Yeah, but did you speak to Dad about this?

Yeah, earlier today in his office.

And what happened? Did he throw you out

of his office himself, or did he have

his security throw you out?

I think that he is wise enough to see

that a murder trail would only mean

that Lisa and her boys would be utterly humiliated.

I dont see the justice in that.

I cannot follow you down that alley, Erin.

Im not asking you for backup here, Danny.

(sighs)

Look, to make the trafficking charge stick, you need the girl.

Right? Jackie has been

hammering her for hours.

She will not give up Kiril.

Do you really think you have a better way?

She wont give him up for us,

but maybe shell do it for herself.

(knocking)

Erin, were ready for the interview.

(loud chatter and laughter)

(sniffs in, clears his throat)

(distorted speech)

Whoa!

Did you get some? Not yet.

Oh, back there. Hes expecting you.

Um... (clears throat)

You okay, man?

Yeah, its just some ride, dude.

I feel like the back of my head is sliding off.

(sniffles)

(sighs)

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hey!

What the...?

Get... Hey! No!

PEOPLE: Oh!

No. Hey, hey! All right...

Get him out. Call 911.

Not for an OD. House rules.

Get him the hell out of here!

Hey, youre gonna be seated. Wait for a seat.

Excuse me. Oh, okay.

(indistinct chatter)

Ah.

Yeah, I need an ambulance,

corner of 88th and Third.

Possible overdose. 88th and Third.

Make it quick.

Did he ever beat you?

What kind of beatings?

Hitting.

Cigarette burns to back of knees.

How much longer can this go on?

I think she knows what shes doing.

Those special football shoes.

What do you call them, with the things on the bottom?

Cleats.

Yes.

Hed put those on and kick you all over.

Do you know where Kiril is?

No.

You dont know where he is,

but you know a place where he might go.

A club, a park, a friend or a relative?

No, I dont know.

You only go free if you tell the truth.

I dont know.

You can only truly

be free if Kiril is off the streets.

You know that.

Kiril always find a way out.

No, not this time.

Is there a place

where we can find Kiril, arrest him

and make him pay for what he has done to you

and to all the other girls?

(sobbing)

Nikolina.

There is a cafe in Astoria

where they show Croatian football match by satellite.

(men speaking Croatian)

(grunts)

Get out of the way.

Kiril Farkas, youre under arrest.

Get up. Get up!

I want lawyer.

Youll get a lawyer when youre arraigned.

I know my rights.

Well, you have the right to remain silent.

Why dont you shut the hell up. Go.

Put him in the box.

I want my lawyer now.

Yeah, yeah.

Do you understand English?

Yeah, yeah, whatever. Give me his number,

Ill let him know youre our guest.

JACKIE: Is that Kiril?

He is... is Kiril.

Is she back there?

That lying little whore?! Is that why you bring me here?!

Hey, hey! Come on.

You kill your boyfriend and blame me, huh?!

Lock him down.

Is that what we doing here?

Shut your face.

Okay, okay, I get it now.

Kiril have the Google; I know boyfriend VIP.

So, what, whore kills boyfriend but his VIP friends...

Hey, shut your mouth!

Shut up!

KIRIL: All right.

So, come on, arrest me!

Lets get CNN; I tell all about him.

Looks like were down that alley now.

Okay, well, youre not.

Im not?

I just arrested this guy on your charges.

What the hell you want me to do with him now?

I tell all about Mr. Big Shot Pervert Guy

and his little whore!

Just put him in a cell.

Yeah? And then what?

Detective.

Who are you?

Im Agent Stark with Immigration and Customs Enforcement.

I have orders to take over custody of Mr. Farkas.

Immigration?

On what authority?

U.S. Department of Justice.

Mr. Farkas is being deported to Croatia.

Croatia?

Where they have an active warrant

for his arrest.

Croatia?

(chuckles): Okay.

Okay, I want lawyer now.

Youll get lawyer. Hell be waiting for you

at the terminal in Zagreb.

No. No!

I have papers!

You cant send me back!

(shouting in Croatian)

I kill you!

No, no.

No, come on. Please, please, please.

He will stand trial in Croatia, is that right?

Yes, but not the kind

thats gonna have reporters covering it.

Just a judge and a hangman.

The trial over there will never become public.

Its not the way I planned it at all, but...

But you know what they say.

You want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.

How will you manage?

I have three boys who need me now twice as much.

Its not the time for hiding out or feeling sorry for myself.

But you will take care of yourself.

Yes, yes, by taking care of them.

(laughs)

Take a look at our Christmas card this year

and let me know how Im doing.

Deal.

Thank you.

Youre a good friend.

FRANK: Well, with a strong background in community activism

in a city as diverse as New York,

youd be bound to have some connections with Immigration.

Ive made a few friends along the way.

Some of them in Immigration.

Good friends to have.

Apparently.

Well, whatever favors were done, Frank,

were done for the common good.

Wouldnt you agree?

(sighs)

Well, assuming you dont disagree,

I do appreciate the discretion shown by your department.

Lets be clear-- I did nothing for you.

If youre returning my letter because you think

I played ball here,

youre misguided.

Thats not why, Frank.

No?

No, it isnt.

Listen, I could, um, bring back public hangings

to Washington Square Park

and Ill still be labeled soft on crime,

so thats part of it, sure.

But theres something else.

When I was a kid in Bed-Stuy, they would, um,

lock up the hoop courts every weekend due to budget cuts.

But there was this one cop from the precinct

who got a key somehow, and he would come out Saturday morning,

open them up, come back and kick us out

at the end of the day and lock up.

Theres really no way youd remember me,

but I remember you.

And it was the first time that I considered

a white Irish cop could be one of the good guys.

And that still goes?

I want you to stay on as my police commissioner.

Well...

Thank you.

Can I ask a favor?

Shoot.

Id like to think about it.

Give you my answer Monday morning.

All right, your half- hour starts now.

Okay.

So, what did he say?

The mayor asked me to stay on.

NICKY: Wow, thats awesome!

ERIN: Well, thats great news!

FRANK: Just hold on a minute.

I told him Id give him my answer Monday morning.

Made him wait?

Yeah.

Get you, messing with the new mayor.

But this is great news.

He needs you more than you need him.

What is this, some kind of negotiation here, Dad?

No, its a decision that affects the whole family,

so I thought Id give you all

a chance to weigh in.

There are two of you--

and soon enough,

maybe three--

who, like it or not,

have your old man as your ultimate boss.

Or else, the guy

down the street who throws a long shadow.

Well, thats never been a problem for me.

Oh, sure it has.

For all of you.

You boys never wonder if you catch a case

cause of who your old man is?

When I was PC, if guys were letting off steam

or shooting the bull about some gray area of the job,

theyd clam up when your dad came around.

He felt outside the circle,

cause of my position.

Never heard that from me.

You really think I didnt know?

Well, since we get to weigh in,

I say better the devil you know than the devil you dont know.

(all chuckle)

Nice.

He knows what I mean.

LINDA: Okay.

And conversely, I can always

pick up the phone and get the PC on the line any time.

I know a lot of guys would be glad if you stayed.

Up and down the ranks.

You know what, lets just take a vote.

All in favor of Grandpa?

Francis, you cant abstain in your own election.

(sighs)

(all murmuring)

At the table, you said

a lot of men would be glad if I stayed on.

Are you one of them?

I can handle it.

I voted yes.

Excuse me, sir, this pier is within a New York City park.

You cant smoke here.

Im sorry, Officer.

How about if I just let it go out?

You have a good night, Commissioner.

Thank you, Officer.

(sighs)

Sure not gonna miss having a nanny in City Hall.

You are still the PC, Dad.

(sighs)

That bar you were working

was padlocked by the state this morning.

Thats a good thing.

And the guy you took to the hospital

has been calling around, trying to find you.

He was?

How did you know that?

OCCB has a tap on his phones.

Okay.

Whats going on here?

His father and his uncle are captains

in the Cavazerre crime family.

Hes a wise guy?

His records clean,

but nobody thinks that tells the whole story.

Whoa.

OCCB has tried to get inside the Cavazerre family

for a couple of years, but with no luck.

My guess, when the times right, theyll come to you.

With your blessing?

Son, I think you can do anything you set your mind to.

So, as your PC, sure.

(sighs)

But as your father...

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