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I thought he meant...

This arrived downstairs for you.

Somebody dropped it off? MALONE: Arrived by mail.

DANNY: Hmm.

Says it's from Jackie Curatola.

What is it?

It's a woman's finger.

What? And a note.

"I told you I like ballet pink nail polish."

Dr. Walker.

It says from Jeremy. His alter ego.

Exactly. I got to call Jackie.

I'll get crime scene up here.

Got to grab fresh batteries. Okay. I'll meet you out front.

Hey, Officer.

Officer.

Yeah, you. Can I talk to you?

I need some help. Okay.

So, I was arrested for drug possession.

Okay, well, you're gonna stay in holding until we can get a van

to take you downtown... No, I don't care about that.

Is everything okay? No.

(crying): Something...

terrible happened.

JOE: You sure he's coming?

You said 8:00.

You guys need to chill. Geez.

Heads up.

MARIA: That's him.

You sure? Yeah, I'm sure.

Target is in sight. Male, Hispanic,

black leather jacket, black pants, black boots,

entering the premises.

Has he got the drugs with him?

Let me consult my crystal ball.

We're gonna find out the hard way.

Delta team, we're going in.

OFFICER (over radio): Copy. Going in in three,

two, one. Go, go, go.

Go, go.

Go, go, go, go.

Move, move.

(man laughs)

(indistinct chatter)

NYPD! (overlapping shouting)

Show me your hands. Hands up! Don't move!

Put your hands where I can see. Don't move.

(overlapping shouting)

Hey, stop right there, stop right there. Stop!

(officers speaking indistinctly)

OFFICER: On your knees...

OFFICER 2: I'm not gonna tell you again.

Turn around.

Hands behind your back.

Hey. Just talked to your sister-in-law.

Everything okay?

Uh, she gave us a heads-up on a rape case.

Why?

Well, she's the one that took the complaint.

Guy accused is a decorated sergeant in her precinct.

How do you want to handle this?

(sighs)

We went from America's safest big city

to citizens afraid to ride the subway

or walk the streets.

New York is still safe,

and it's still the place where everyone wants to be.

Police Commissioner Reagan has said that

the uptick in serious crime

is a result of policies

by your administration.

He said, and I quote,

"The NYPD

has been handcuffed by City Hall."

The NYPD hasn't been handcuffed

by anybody, and, frankly,

they need constant supervision.

It's one of the reasons I'm considering a return

to a commission of police

rather than one police commissioner.

I'm not sure I understand.

It's not a new concept.

Teddy Roosevelt was the president

of the police commission.

He was one of many commissioners.

Are you saying you want to fire Commissioner Reagan?

No. I am suggesting

a five-person police commission,

each one of a diverse background,

would better reflect the city we live in.

(sighs)

(door opens)

Lieutenant. Hey.

JAMIE: A church?

This is a new one.

Loo.

Is the commissioner coming?

No, you're stuck with me.

So, let's start with what the hell happened out there?

He could've blown my cover, boss.

Fair, but I didn't.

- Yeah, well, you should've known I was in there. - How?

Did you run it through SafetyNet first?

You knew I was undercover.

JOE: Yeah, but I didn't know where.

And no one told me where.

Also, I've been working this drug case

since way before you went under.

Yeah, but your guy didn't even have

enough drugs on him for an "A" felony.

My C.I. confirms that this guy Ruiz

not only sells drugs

but also gets underage girls hooked on them.

What's your C.I.'s connection to Ruiz?

She met him when her sister started dating him.

Ruiz got the sister hooked on drugs.

The next thing we know, she disappeared off the radar.

All right, well, I've never even heard of Ruiz,

so your whole little operation today was a waste of time.

Jamie, we just weren't lucky today, okay?

You can say that again. My team is gonna stay on his ass.

Okay? And I can get them to expand the case

to include the human trafficking charge.

Expand the case? I'm not working a joint operation here.

We can get both the drugs and your guys,

and I can help protect you.

I don't need your protection,

and not from someone with less time

on the job than me, boss.

Hey, take it easy now.

No, I don't need any more complications.

I don't need to have to start worrying about him, too.

You don't have to worry about me.

Good. I won't.

I'm gone too long, they start getting suspicious.

(door opens)

(door closes)

I've been on this case for three months.

I'm not backing off.

(overlapping chatter) Uh... Let's see.

Helen, I think you're next.

Mayor Chase has suggested that, instead of

a police commissioner,

a five-person committee

should head the NYPD.

How do you feel about that?

I don't know, Helen. It's the first I've heard of it.

Really? He gave the interview this morning.

Must've missed it.

Well, you've just heard it from me then.

What's your reaction?

Off the top of my head,

I think it's a terrible idea.

(reporters clamoring)

♪ ♪

She said that Sergeant Sampson raped her.

What? Yeah, in a van,

before he brought her back here.

Did you ask Sampson about this?

No. I called a bus.

You called a bus?

What?

What if she's making it up?

What if she's not?

If he didn't rape her,

he has nothing to worry about, does he?

Someone call a bus?

Yeah. Um...

The woman in the holding cell

needs, um... a rape kit.

Janko, what the hell's going on?

(sighs)

Ms. Davis said that Sergeant Sampson raped her.

She's lying. I didn't rape her.

- You don't even bother asking me what happened? - Sergeant.

Not another word.

You're gonna take some perp's word over mine?

You leave immediately,

or I'm gonna give you a rip.

Thanks for having my back, Janko.

(sighs)

You two, my office, now.

You call for a bus

and make a serious

felony accusation against one of my officers,

a sergeant no less,

and you don't think to call me?

Well, you weren't in your office, and I thought

it was important... Are you kidding me right now?

Captain, I'm sorry. I didn't know you weren't informed.

Oh.

I'm sorry, I thought you two were partners.

This woman reported a rape to me,

and I didn't see you, so I just called a bus.

And now, I have to call IAB.

Uh... I-I already did.

(scoffs) Of course you did.

I thought it was important to act quickly.

To act on your own against a fellow officer,

without informing me

or your partner.

She told me she was raped.

You thought grandstanding

was the best course of action?

I thought it was important

that she get a rape kit right away.

Why do I have a message from Erin Reagan on my desk?

Uh, well, because I called her.

I just wanted some guidance.

You two are hereby assigned to Ms. Davis at the hospital.

Do not come back here

until she is fully processed

and you have heard from me.

Captain...

You are dismissed.

(car door closes) What the hell happened?

Ruiz only had one ounce of coke and fentanyl on him.

It's not enough for a conviction.

I'm sorry. We just don't have enough to hold him on.

I'm never gonna find my sister.

It's not over.

We just have to find out where he's keeping the stash.

Right.

Maria, we're gonna keep at this.

You don't understand.

Every day that goes by, it's getting harder and harder

to find out what happened to her.

For all I know, Ruiz could've drugged her,

killed her, and he's just walking around free.

It's just gonna take time.

(sighs)

I'm doing everything I can.

I know.

But maybe I can ask around.

Find out where that stash house is.

Don't do anything to put yourself in danger.

I won't.

Here.

Take this. You might need it.

I don't want your money.

I want my sister.

(car door closes)

ME's office ran DNA of the finger through CODIS.

No matches and no recent murders with a finger missing.

Well, let's expand the search then.

We'll see if any victim in the entire tri-state area

is missing a finger. It's weird.

He doesn't usually mutilate his victims.

Maybe he's upping his game.

Or maybe he did it to impress you.

Or he's a sick son of a bitch.

Or that.

I figured I'd come by to prove I am not dead

and so you'd stop calling me.

Well, thank goodness for that.

Have you heard from Dr. Walker at all?

That's the second reason I'm here.

He sent me a box.

A body part?

No. Ballet pink nail polish

and a note. Says, "Vengeance is mine."

I sent it to the crime lab,

hoping there'd be some prints or something.

Well, he's way too smart for that.

And checking handwriting analysis.

You two aren't the only ones he contacted.

New York Ledger just dropped an exclusive interview

with Dr. Walker and Rosanna Diaz.

Rosanna Diaz? Good.

Let's go conduct our own interview with her.

You didn't even try.

I did. I tried, Garrett.

You were there, you saw me trying.

Half-heartedly. No, whole.

She wouldn't let it go.

You could have let it go.

I'd say a Herculean effort he made.

I couldn't let it go.

We were this close to a truce

with City Hall.

Yeah, and then they fired at us again.

You could've just said, "It's an idea"

and left out "terrible."

Is that really so hard?

Apparently, it was.

I have the mayor.

Oh. (sighs)

Boys?

(sighs)

(sighs)

Please weigh your words carefully.

Just be yourself, boss.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Bring it on.

What the hell were you thinking?

Back at you. Have a seat.

"A terrible idea"?

Just where do you get off?

(stammers)

What was I supposed to say?

A committee of commissioners is a terrible idea.

And we never discussed it, and I got blindsided.

No, you blindsided me.

In the middle of a live interview,

I find out, somehow, I'm preventing you

from keeping crime down?

What I said was

that current policy makes it difficult

to keep crime down. Just stop.

Oh, come on, the current system

is a revolving door for criminals.

That's the truth.

It's your truth. My truth is,

you're looking to spread blame on anyone but your cops.

Then stand up with me and demand with me

that we turn back the clock on measures

that allow repeat offenders to go free.

No, it doesn't work this way, Frank.

You need to learn to keep your mouth shut.

Well, what was I supposed to do when a bomb gets dropped on me?

Five commissioners?

I said I was considering it, not that I was doing it.

You knew exactly what you were doing.

Yes, I did.

I was holding you accountable.

It's a tough job... (thumps on desk)

...someone has to do it.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

DANNY: Nice interview with the serial killer.

Not even a heads-up for us? I'm not a cop.

I don't have to give you a heads-up.

But doesn't it at least matter to you

that there are ten grieving families out there,

or that he could be out there, right now,

killing another young woman?

Or that you might now be a target?

I didn't set this up.

Dr. Walker called the newsroom,

the general number,

and said he wanted to speak with me.

That's it.

I got on the phone and he started talking.

Any indication

of where he might have been calling from?

No.

But I recorded it.

WALKER: The police are untrustworthy,

corrupt... evil, really.

DIAZ (on recording): What makes you say that?

WALKER: Because all I really wanted was some help.

I'm a very sick man.

But the police refused to help me,

so now I'm forced to kill more women.

JANKO: You know, I don't get it.

Why are you sticking up for Sampson?

I am not sticking up for anyone.

Except maybe myself,

because I have a partner who doesn't include me

in decisions that directly affect me.

You don't think the whole precinct

right now is talking about how you, how we,

threw a fellow cop under the bus?

Listen, if he didn't do anything,

he has nothing to worry about.

Well, you didn't bother to check first, did you?

It's not my job to investigate the crime.

It's my job to help the victim who's asking for help.

A victim or a perp? Because she's both.

So, you're automatically assuming she's lying?

What's that based on? Your vast knowledge of women?

You're doing the exact same thing,

assuming he's guilty.

I'm not assuming anything.

I just got the investigation in motion.

Without even so much as informing me

before you did anything.

You know... (stammers) You are not a partner.

What are you talking about?

You just do whatever you want,

whenever you want.

Then why don't you ask for a new partner?

You probably wish I would.

ERIN: Hi. (sighs)

Hi.

Excuse me.

Everything okay?

Yeah, sure.

Doesn't look like it's okay.

Well, everyone at the precinct is mad at me,

including the one person other than Jamie

that I can trust,

so other than that, everything is peachy.

(sighs) You did the right thing.

Yeah. You did the hard thing.

(indistinct conversation)

Ah.

I was beginning to get worried.

Yeah, all they had me on was possession of an illegal gun,

so I got released without bail.

Me, too. What happened to Ruiz?

We were in the same cell in the beginning.

Then we got separated.

I made a few calls. He'll be released soon.

How did they know we were there?

I don't know.

Well, we would've been screwed if the girls had been there.

Yeah, absolutely. We got lucky.

Or unlucky.

If someone's snitching on us...?

I don't know... Mm.

That's why we got to get rid of this cop.

What cop?

Detective Joe Hill.

I've got a record.

Everyone's gonna believe the cop,

not me.

I can't help you if you don't tell me what happened.

I was assaulted once.

I-I didn't want to come forward

for the same reasons.

No one would believe me,

or they'd think that I was asking for it.

Did you?

Come forward?

I did.

My partner at the time convinced me to tell the truth.

The guy was charged.

♪ ♪

What exactly did Sergeant Sampson say?

He said...

if I didn't do it, he'd put me in prison,

and he'd make sure I didn't get bail.

She really stepped in it this time.

Half the precinct

must be throwing darts at your pictures. Probably.

I mean, to turn in a fellow cop like that?

You guys are gonna be persona non grata.

She could've just reported it to the CO,

but to call a bus herself, without notifying anyone?

Now, that's ballsy.

She's a Reagan.

Hope you guys don't need any backup anytime soon.

And most guys would be asking for a new partner.

So I admire you standing by her.

Right.

But then, what do you say to the guys who think

she stepped over the line against a fellow cop?

I say...

...what if it was your wife or daughter

that had said she'd been raped?

Then, would it be different?

Then would you want the cop acting the way Eddie did?

Exactly.

I'd want a cop just like Eddie.

I'll see you around.

Yeah.

See ya. (snack bag crunches)

GORMLEY: The traffickers know

who you are.

They got a bullseye on you.

Good. All the more reason that I should be involved.

That makes no sense. I did some intel.

You never ran the location through SafetyNet.

Yeah, that's right.

Because they changed the location at the last minute.

So you should've run it right then and there,

before you went in.

You put Sergeant Reagan

in some serious danger.

No, you put him in danger.

I'm trying to keep him out of it.

Well, I don't want your help.

We got this.

Like you did when my dad died?

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that.

I... That just came out.

Well, stay the hell away from me and my case.

(door opens)

You do know that the Special Victims ADA

will be prosecuting this case, not me.

We understand that.

But Sergeant Sampson is more comfortable

talking with you, Ms. Reagan.

Why is that?

You're a Reagan.

You understand cops.

How we can become...

targets.

What exactly are you suggesting you've become a target of?

I think we all know that perps will say anything

to lessen their charge.

Ms. Davis is looking

at possession with intent to sell.

So you're saying Ms. Davis made this up

to somehow get a reduced sentence?

Exactly. So you didn't have sex with her.

Don't answer that.

Full disclosure here. I'm sure you're aware,

Ms. Davis got a rape kit done at the hospital.

So if anything did occur, we'll find DNA.

And, obviously,

I will be getting a search warrant

to get a DNA sample from you.

Ms. Davis is lying to save her own ass.

So the DNA will prove your innocence.

You got nothing to worry about.

She threw herself at me.

She threw herself at you?

I was not the aggressor here.

But you're admitting you had sex with her?

Consensual sex.

Was she under arrest at the time? Don't answer.

Sergeant Sampson is willing to tell you

exactly what happened

in exchange for a deal.

The charge is rape in the first degree.

She came onto him.

Rape three.

She was in custody, which makes her

incapable of consent.

Rape in the first degree, three and a half years.

No way.

The DNA will prove sex occurred.

The offer stands. Take it or leave it.

My intel came back

that Joe Hill was aware that his target

crossed over into Jamie's operation.

And you think he just ignored that?

To what end?

I don't know, I'm thinking he followed drugs there,

and decided it might be an opportunity to insert himself

into Jamie's operation,

which is exactly what he's requesting.

And Jamie?

Is kind of requesting he go to hell at the moment.

Oh.

It's messy, boss. FRANK: Yeah, well,

it's your job to clean up the mess.

GORMLEY: Boss, neither one of them will back down.

Jamie says he won't work with Joe Hill,

and Joe Hill won't step down.

All I got to say is stubborn, thickheaded genes

run in your family... no offense.

Then pretend they're not my family...

and fix it.

That's the yearly crime stats.

The press release will roll out wide this afternoon.

Good. Call a press conference.

It usually just goes out in a yearly press release.

Not this year.

I don't think that's a good idea.

Why not?

Because there'll be questions about the mayor

and his comment about the police commission.

Which is exactly why

you want to have the press conference, isn't it?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Frank, you have to let the story die down.

I agree with Garrett.

You can't get into it with the mayor about this.

I didn't pick the fight.

Hey. Was TARU able to enhance the recording?

They're working on it.

But that's not why you're here. (exhales)

I lied to you.

I miss this. I want to nail Walker.

Hmm. Can't stop thinking about it.

It's kind of tough to think about anything else.

I can see we're both taking this too personally.

Some things never change. (phone ringing)

Mm-hmm. Reagan.

I think I found something that might help locate Walker.

What? I'd rather not tell you over the phone.

Come by the newsroom in the morning?

No, I'll come see you now. Where are you?

Okay, meet me at my place... 2155 Newel Street.

I'm on my way. It's a reporter from the Ledger.

She says she's got information about Walker's whereabouts.

Can I tag along? Of course.

Rosanna, we're almost there.

Hello?

Uh... (screaming over phone)

(dial tone beeps)

(siren wailing)

Going upstairs. Yup.

DANNY: Rosanna?! (footsteps pounding up stairs)

Rosanna?!

(sighs) Jackie?

It's clear upstairs. What'd you find?

He left his calling card.

Son of a bitch.

♪ ♪

Looks big enough to hold a body.

Do you think we can get the license plate?

Let's take a look.

Hey. Ooh, sorry.

Hey. We got security footage from the house next door.

Great.

We think he removed Rosanna's body in a trunk.

You should've told me you were going to meet Diaz.

Well, it was a spur of the moment.

I thought you were with your daughter.

I'll run the plate.

Sorry.

It's not your fault. Ah...

If I was your partner,

and I wasn't kept in the loop, I'd be pissed.

I'll talk to her. It'll be okay.

All right, I'll catch you later.

PETERSON: Detective Reagan?

What's going on?

I was able to pinpoint a sound on the recording.

There's an announcement in the background.

WALKER: ...so now I'm forced

to kill more women.

MAN: Thank you for riding... WALKER: But the police refused

...the Staten Island Ferry. ...to help me, so now I'm...

What'd he say?

"Thank you for riding the Staten Island Ferry."

Staten Island Ferry. That could be on either side of the river.

(dings)

License plate reader got a hit

at St. George Terminal in Staten Island.

Let's go. Good work.

So...

And we will, as always, keep you apprised as things change.

Thank you all for coming.

Excuse me.

(indistinct, overlapping chatter)

Are there any more questions?

Uh, Commissioner?

MAN: Commissioner? WOMAN: Commissioner Reagan?

Yes. ANGELA: Commissioner, I wonder if

you could comment further

on the mayor's assertion that replacing you

with a five-person committee would be more efficient.

Well, I have always held

that if your aim is to block innovation and stifle results,

just put a committee in charge.

(laughter)

Teddy Roosevelt was the president

of the New York Board of Police Commissioners.

He was never the sole commissioner.

That's true.

You famously admire him.

So, if it was good enough for him...

A: the mayor has not asked me aboard,

and B: Roosevelt replaced the commission

with a single commissioner

as soon as he became governor.

(taps podium)

So, if it was good enough for him...

(reporters whispering)

(sighs)

Hey, maybe we should just forget it.

We've been driving around for an hour.

He may not even still be here.

Okay. Let's see if we get any hits

on the license plate readers.

Yeah.

By the way, about what happened

at the squad with Jackie... It just...

It's not about Jackie.

Do you want to tell me what it's about?

Is that him?

Looks like him.

(engine revving)

Central, be advised.

We are in pursuit of a gray Range Rover.

(tires screeching)

(horn tooting)

(tires squealing)

(siren whoops)

(tires screech)

(panting)

Hands up! Get your hands up, Doctor.

Keep 'em where I can see 'em.

What took you so long to find me?

Get out of the car and shut your mouth.

Hmm? Shut up.

Pop the trunk, Baez.

BAEZ: Danny? Yeah.

She's not here.

Where's Rosanna Diaz, Doc?

(chuckling): I have no idea. Sure you do.

Couldn't have suggested a warmer location?

No one was going to follow either of us into a graveyard.

You made sure no one's following me,

I got panic buttons all over the place,

I got Kevlar curtains,

my radio never leaves my side.

What's so urgent anyway?

I came here 'cause I want to set the record straight.

All right, about what I said before, implying...

Can you just shut up and listen?

For once?

Your father asked to be on the warrant squad

over my dad's objections.

Over everyone's objections.

But he was a grown man and an active cop.

No one could tell him what to do.

He made his own decisions.

So stop blaming the family for what happened.

I didn't mean for it to come out that way.

You have no idea what it was like for us,

having to live through losing him.

You didn't even know him.

So, get off your high horse and have some respect about it.

I'm not your friend or your co-worker,

but I've been doing this job and dealing with tragedy

long before you thought about being a cop.

You don't think each of us,

at one point or another,

played the blame game?

Wondered if there was anything, something

that we could've done to keep him from getting killed?

And that is exactly why I will not work with you.

I will not be put in the position

of having to worry if I did enough

to keep you from danger, too.

I won't.

We work in a boys' club.

(locker closes)

Okay.

That is why I react

when an officer circumvents me

to do things on her own.

Because it makes me look weak.

That was not my intention.

I know that.

But if I were a man,

would you have done the same thing?

I absolutely would have,

so there would be no possibility

of compromising the investigation.

You don't trust the system.

I don't trust the boys' club.

My own partner

didn't even stand up for me.

Actually, he did.

He's the one who pointed out to me

that you calling for the bus

and notifying IAB made you the target.

Took the heat off of me.

Badillo said that?

He also said that you, uh...

you got a message in your locker yesterday?

I don't recall.

Well, you are a...

you're an interesting lady, Janko.

You will piss everybody off and fight tooth and nail

to defend someone that you think needs your help.

But not yourself?

I can handle it, and I don't need to file

a formal complaint. Uh-huh.

But...

I would like you to.

It won't do anything

except make everybody more pissed off at me.

Mm-hmm. I'll have your back, but I think

it's an important message to send.

Which is?

Boys aren't the only ones

who can have a club.

You tell me where Rosanna Diaz is,

and I will tell the DA's office

that you cooperated.

Answer my questions,

and then I'll tell you where she is.

What questions?

I'd like to start with your wife.

She's been dead five years,

and you're

still not in a serious relationship with anyone?

No.

Why not?

Whose finger did you send in the box?

If you want information,

you have to give information.

No.

I'm not in a serious relationship with anyone.

Why not?

I don't know.

Yes, you do.

Where is Rosanna Diaz?

Have you ever fantasized about your partner, Baez?

Or your old partner?

You seem to have a lot of chemistry with her, too.

Where's Rosanna Diaz, Doc?

What are you afraid of?

Are you afraid you're bad luck?

I'm not... (stammers) Where is Rosanna Diaz?

Are you afraid that if you start a relationship with someone

they're gonna wind up dead? Where is Rosanna Diaz?

Murdered, like your wife?

Where the hell is she?

Danny, can I talk to you?

(door closes)

You can't lose it with him like that.

I know.

Don't let him get to you.

He just keeps running his mouth,

and every second he wastes,

Rosanna could be dying somewhere.

I know, but if you lose it with him,

we're gonna lose her.

All right.

Pete... (sighs) When you ran for mayor,

you had a campaign manager, speechwriter

and your own ideas how to run this city.

I admired you for that. Still do.

But?

No but,

just that there was no committee

to water you down or confuse you.

That was an election.

Now, it's a job.

And only a fool would try to do it all on his own.

So, what?

Tomorrow, will I be reading that you called me a fool?

Never.

Mostly because it wouldn't be true.

Did you just never go to civics class?

What's that supposed to mean?

This country we both love

has been run by committees since day one because

it was founded by some guys

who were sick of being ruled by kings.

Who called for presidents and governors

and mayors

so the people would have an address

for where the buck stops.

I'm not a committee guy

and neither are you.

So what gives here?

There's no ulterior motive here.

It was just something I floated in an interview.

Something to keep in your hip pocket

in case I didn't play by your rules?

(scoffs) You never play by my rules.

You operate like I work for you. The fact is,

you work for me.

Start acting like it,

at least in public.

Well...

I'd like to think we work together.

I'd like to think we could work together,

but damn, you make it so hard.

You really do.

(sighs)

You were right.

I don't want to start a relationship with my partner...

...because I don't want anyone

that I love to ever be put in danger again.

Especially if I'm up against somebody as smart as Jeremy.

Jeremy didn't kill those women.

Well, I think he did.

I think he's the brains, not you.

Why else would he keep the reporter alive?

What makes you think she's still alive?

Because my partner just told me that we found her.

You're bluffing.

Jeremy wanted you to get caught,

and he wanted me to be the one to catch you.

Jeremy had nothing to do with this.

He's so smart that you didn't even realize that he set you up.

He planned this whole thing out

so he could prove that he was the brains, not you.

I know what you're trying to do.

All along, he's made the plans and you've done his bidding.

- No. That's not... - And he's the one that killed those women.

(scoffs, stammers) Stop. He's the one that was

smart enough to not get caught. Stop it.

And he kept Rosanna Diaz alive...

...so she could tell the world his side of the story.

It's not his side of the story. It's my side of the story.

I kept her alive. He kept her alive.

It was my idea to keep her alive in her car, not his.

He does my bidding.

(heavy breathing)

He stashed her in her car.

We got to expand the search.

Get all units out. We got to find her.

Hey.

I heard Sergeant Sampson was suspended

pending further investigation.

Now he's saying he did have sex with her,

but it was consensual.

Wow. Didn't see that coming.

I did.

It's why I did what I did.

I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt.

How about giving me the benefit of the doubt?

How about keeping me in the loop?

When you told me about it,

my first thought was, "What if she's lying?"

Well, my first thought was, "What if she isn't?"

I'm glad you acted.

For the record, I love that you're a kick-ass cop.

Well, for the record,

I never wished for a different partner.

I kind of like the one I have.

Hey.

Hey.

Where's Baez?

Told her I'd take care of the paperwork.

You know, using Walker's alter ego

to get him to confess was a stroke of genius.

Yeah, real crafty.

I got lucky. Mm.

I'm just glad that Rosanna Diaz is doing okay.

Yeah.

You staying in the city?

No, I'm gonna head back to Long Island.

(sighs)

Yeah, there's, uh...

there's really no place for me here.

Thought you missed this.

I miss you,

not the job.

And anyway, you know, you and Baez,

you work well together.

We do.

You and I do, too.

We always did.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, but being here,

it kind of muddies the waters a bit, I think.

Well, you're always welcome.

I know.

Well, if you find another serial killer,

you know where to call me. Whoa, whoa.

Or maybe I'll just call you for a job someday, Chief.

Oh, yes, yes.

Mr. "New York City runs in my veins."

Maybe I have a

alter ego myself, who likes the water

and the quiet life. Okay.

Wait, that's not the roast that I brought.

No?

No. How many people

brought a roast for family dinner today?

Oh. JANKO: Wait,

you told me that you wanted me to bring the roast this week.

You said the same thing to me.

Well, you can never have too many roasts.

(laughs) Oldest trick in the book.

Whenever Dad thinks someone could use a conversation,

he asks them to bring over the Sunday roast.

And you fall for it every time.

We do.

What about you, Grandpa?

You were in hot water this week.

Well, I wouldn't say that.

I would've liked to have been a fly on the wall

in that meeting with the mayor.

What'd you say to him after he dropped that bomb

about police commissioner by committee?

Well, I simply reminded him

that it might not be a good idea.

Why do I feel like you were probably a little less polite

about that?

Sometimes, nothing hurts more

than the truth.

I kind of realized a truth this week

that I'd like to share with all of you.

That you're really my illegitimate son?

(laughter)

You know, actually, it would make a lot of sense.

No, but Uncle Jamie did set me straight

about a few things this week.

Uh, so you want to air this out at family dinner?

It occurred to me that literally everyone

at this table, at one point or another,

has done that.

Straightened you out?

Tried to. Mm.

I don't listen. ERIN: Mm.

I'm hotheaded.

I'm ungrateful.

Keep going.

(laughter) Please do.

Yeah, we'll tell you when to stop.

You guys are brutal. Welcome to my world.

I spent so much time

unpacking who my dad was and how he died,

that I never really told all of you

how much this means that you've accepted me

as a part of this crazy family.

FRANK: Hmm.

Except Erin's the only crazy one.

She's nuts. (laughter)

See, even that.

(laughing) The way that you guys rib each other.

This is all new territory

for a guy who grew up an only child.

Which explains so much.

JOE: Thank you.

DANNY: Yeah.

Okay. Let him...

So, anyway, I'm-I'm just, I'm really grateful

for all of this, for all of you.

Back at you.

Yeah.

Well, in that case,

why don't you start grace today?

Okay.

ALL: Bless us, O Lord, and these thy gifts,

which we are about to receive from thy bounty...

(panting)

Hey, I need to speak to Detective Joe Hill.

What?

No, I don't want to leave a message.

Who you talking to?

No one.

No one?

Please.

Please don't kill me.

I just want to find my sister.

(water splashes)

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