Hey, Erin.
That better not be a new case for me.
Worse. 440 appeal based on DNA.
Convict named Miles Thomas convinced some team of do-gooder lawyers that he was unjustly convicted.
Aren't they all? Exactly.
Rosselini wants you to take care of it.
I'm starting the Reyes trial.
I'm in the middle of motion practice.
Why me?
He told me you'd ask that.
And?
He said that once you read the file, you'd know.
(sighs)
(elevator bell dings)
The mayor wants to speak to you about security for the president's visit next week.
We also got a request from the French mission to the U.N.
They want to award you the Legion of Honor medal.
For what?
Apparently, you gave them some advice about Paris subway crime.
It would be an insult to decline.
I'll decline anyway.
Compstats for this month.
Robbery down seven percent, m*rder down 12.
Now, that's something to celebrate.
(knocking)
Hey, bean pole.
My court appearance got canceled.
Any interest in greasy burgers and vanilla shakes?
Oh, I'd love to, but I need to take a rain check.
I'm swamped.
At least you're putting away more bad guys.
Uh, not exactly.
I got this appeal from a convict named Miles Thomas.
He's been in prison for 18 years for r*pe.
Yeah, and I'm sure Miles Thomas says he didn't do it.
He does swear that he's innocent.
Says the victim made a mistake.
Cue the bleeding heart.
Wants a DNA test.
The sample was too small to be tested back then.
Or you could just ask the arresting officer, and I'm sure the arresting officer will tell you that Miles Thomas is full of crap.
Yeah, well, that won't be hard.
The arresting officer: Frank Reagan.
Yes!
Oh, hey, you all know why Cinderella was thrown off the team?
Why?
'Cause she ran away from the ball.
(all laughing)
You're so not funny.
(g*nsh*t)
(g*nsh*t)
(g*nsh*t)
MAN: Darren Gorski and Alex Kasper, both 17-- dead at the scene.
EMS transported the other vic, Christina Ruiz, also 17. What's her condition?
Circling the drain.
All right, did anybody see anything?
Not that an initial canvass has turned up.
Great. You know what, let's re-canvass, okay?
And expand the perimeter, and let's get somebody down here to take down the plates on all these vehicles, all right?
All right.
Danny, I got Darren Gorski's aunt, Mrs. Holmes.
My sister can't talk right now.
This is unbelievable.
Her only child. We're really sorry.
Why don't we go over here and talk, all right?
What happens now?
He's still lying there.
When the investigators are done, he'll be moved to the medical examiners.
Now, do you have any idea what the kids were doing here in the park?
Playing basketball.
They like to play.
What about the girl? Did you know her?
She was Darren's girlfriend.
The three of them are friends since pre-K.
Do you know if any of them had a problem with anyone or...?
These were good kids... all three of them.
How good?
My nephew just got a scholarship to Fordham.
He wanted to be an architect.
We never really know what our kids are up to.
Darren was never in trouble. Never.
None of them were.
I'm just trying to figure out what happened, okay?
They were playing basketball.
Let me take her.
For what it's worth, a few of the locals said nobody saw anything, as people stay away from this end of the park.
It's a drug hot spot.
Of course. All right, thanks.
The mayor wants to know why you turned down the honorary from the French Embassy.
I got two dead kids in a playground sh**ting, and the mayor wants to know that.
Danny caught the case. You want to give him a call?
I didn't think so.
I'll tell the mayor you had a scheduling conflict.
Scheduling conflict?
Take a little more pride in our lame excuses, will ya?
Bad time to stop by?
Never a bad time to see my daughter.
Hey, Garrett. Should I stay?
Yes, please.
It's about an old case of yours.
Miles Thomas.
He was picked up in the neighborhood after a r*pe.
He had priors for burglary.
The victim positively I.D.'d him in a lineup...
Elizabeth Fox... sexual as*ault, two broken ribs and a crushed cheekbone.
Good memory. Hard to forget.
What about Miles Thomas?
His lawyers have petitioned to reopen the case.
They want to get a DNA test that they couldn't do back then.
If this Thomas isn't a match, does it land back in Frank's lap?
He was the arresting officer.
Garrett, I don't think we need to be putting out fires that haven't started.
Thanks for the heads up, Counselor.
How about dinner?
Hey, hey, unless someone invites you in, you're not coming in.
Who's going to invite me in, the thief?
I want my laptop back. Son of a bitch.
I will burn this place down. Dial it down.
You called the cops?
Yeah, I called the cops.
What's going on here?
Crazy here won't take a hike.
There's a thief in there. He stole my laptop!
Okay, okay, well, how do you now?
There, right there.
My laptop sends out a signal.
See? The signal goes to my map app.
See? Right there. The green dot is on this building.
Let me see that.
This really works? Of course it works.
We just have to go in there, see who's got a new laptop...
No, not we.
Unless this computer here is attached to a su1c1de bomber, we take the complaint, and then you go on your merry way.
It's a crime right here.
No, not right here. Are you blind?
The green dot is accurate to within about 200 feet.
Your laptop could be in this building or over there or over there.
200 feet? You sure?
Come on, I'll take your complaint.
All right, buddy. It's your problem now.
Yeah.
Yeah, all right, thanks.
Well, we won't be speaking to Christina Ruiz any time soon.
They just put her in a medically-induced coma.
Oh, well, I ran her and her friends before.
Seems like she's the only one with a record.
Six months ago for possession.
Possession?
Well, see, maybe they're not angels after all.
Whoa, whoa, it was only a few joints.
Could be just recreational.
Maybe so. Let's see who their playmates are.
All right, drug arrests in the park.
Let's see.
Drug dealer with the most priors is Xavier Sardina.
Nice name. Let's go pay him a visit.
Okay.
Mr. Sardina.
Who is it?
Package for you.
Police.
We need to ask you a few questions.
Hey!
Hold it!
Hey!
Come here. Come here.
All we wanted to do was ask you a few questions, moron.
Okay, okay!
"Okay" nothing. It's too late.
No, really, what do you want to know?
Oh, come on, down at that station.
And after that, we're going to charge you with possession with intent to sell.
And approximate value of the item?
Priceless.
I used remote access to put a message on the screen.
You can do that, huh?
Yeah.
I said, "Hey, scum sucker, I'm going to track you down and k*ll you."
You're talking to two police officers about threatening to k*ll someone?
It's rhetoric.
Rhetoric... I'm not familiar with the vernacular.
Send another message.
Tell him you really need the computer back.
You're willing to pay $500 cash, no questions asked.
I'm not paying him for my own computer.
If he agrees to meet you, we'll be there, we'll bust him.
I like the way this man thinks.
Call the precinct tomorrow.
You couldn't just fill out the 61 and be done with him?
Get this guy.
Come on, Sarge, it'll be fun.
Yeah.
Hey, Gramps.
Erin.
Sweetie. Hi.
That smells good.
I'm working on my specialty.
He says everything's his specialty.
It's your mom's favorite.
Shepherd's pie.
To be honest, I never get the ingredients exactly right.
There's something missing.
Yeah, her.
So, Mom, Melissa and her sister invited me into the city to go to dinner at this cool new restaurant Monday night.
Yeah, Monday night is a school night.
But we have off Tuesday for a professional day.
So can I go?
And what time do you expect to be coming back home?
Like, 11:00.
10:00, latest.
Please, Mom.
Yeah, I don't know if I want you riding the subway that late.
Why not?
I bet Grandpa let you ride the subway when you were my age.
I can neither confirm nor deny that allegation.
See?
See?
Hell, I was on a destroyer in the Pacific when I wasn't much older than you.
Thanks, Gramps.
So I can go?
Okay.
But...
I got to text Melissa.
She had a very convincing closing argument.
Yeah, it must run in the family.
Dad... the DNA test came back.
And?
It does not match Miles Thomas.
He didn't do it.
I heard about those kids who got sh*t, man.
Wish I'd have been there.
Why?
I been taking capoeira. It's, like, Brazilian karate.
I would have stepped in with, like, a chop.
Okay, back it up, Batman.
You saying you weren't there?
I was at home.
With my mom watching Judge Judy.
Do you know these kids?
Yeah. Are they customers?
No. They don't smoke, they don't party, they don't even drink.
H-Hold on. Are you sure?
We know this girl took a marijuana collar.
JACKIE: Christina Ruiz?
Yeah, but that was bogus.
What, you think we haven't heard that ten million times?
The weed wasn't even hers.
Her boyfriend shoved it in her backpack when he saw the cops coming!
Her boyfriend, this guy, Darren Gorski?
Yeah. I've heard he's a gangbanger.
We got a hit on the DNA from the r*pe.
Matches this guy, Justin Armel.
He's got convictions for as*ault and criminal possession of a controlled substance.
He spent five years in Greenhaven.
Released 2004.
Miles Thomas.
They could be brothers.
Yep.
That's why your victim got the I.D. wrong.
(sighs)
Dad... no one can blame you.
(intercom beeps)
Baker.
Where is Justin Armel?
On the street.
But we can't charge him with a 18-year-old r*pe because...
Because it was a five-year statute of limitations back then, but if he r*ped once and got away with it, he probably r*ped again.
Okay, but there are no open cases pointing to him.
Maybe it wasn't reported.
You said you wanted to get out from behind a desk, Detective.
I want you to put a magnifying glass on this man's life... jobs, places of residence, any woman who quit or moved to get away from him.
Tall order.
I want him.
Thanks for meeting me here, Elizabeth.
The idea of the Commissioner coming to your office...
Forgive me, Commissioner, I really...
Frank, please.
Frank.
It's not your fault.
But I can't say that seeing you again brings back fond memories.
I wouldn't think so.
So...
Miles Thomas getting an early release?
I mean, why else would you have asked to meet me?
(sighs)
It looks that way, yes.
Hmm. For what, good behavior?
(groans)
Elizabeth, there's been a terrible mistake.
They did an updated DNA test on the r*pe kit, and it wasn't a match for Miles Thomas.
What are you saying?
It was a match for another man.
In appearance, they could be brothers.
I got the wrong man?
No. Are you sure?
We got the wrong man.
And... yes, the evidence is solid.
18 years it took to get it right?
What about the other man, the one it does match?
Doing everything we can to investigate...
Yeah, it's gonna take another
18 years, Frank?
(sighs)
I wish I had an easy answer.
(voice breaking): Oh, my God, Frank.
(sobbing)
Copy that. Made my day.
Your friend with the stolen computer... he just got a text back from the perp.
He's gonna sell it back to him tomorrow in Washington Square Park at 2:00 p.m.
We gonna be there?
In plain clothes.
Great.
Not great?
Well, at least we get some fresh air, you know?
All right, well, I've been to the g*ng Squad.
Seems they never heard of Darren Gorski.
And I've been through every g*ng roster and surveillance photo in the neighborhood.
Nothing.
Look at these guys.
So busy being stupid it's a wonder they could find time to get arrested.
I don't know. Running out of motive here, Danny.
Yeah, yeah, here we go, here we go.
They're all perfect little angels, right?
I mean, come on, Jack.
How do we investigate the case then?
What are we gonna do, we gonna canvass heaven?
Why does it seem like it bothers you so much that these kids may actually be good kids?
It's not that, Jack.
It's just years of experience speaking to me.
Well, my years of experience say that sometimes bad things happen to good people.
Fair enough.
Okay, let's get back to Gorski.
If Gorski's in a g*ng, then they're probably gonna have a presence at the funeral, right?
Because the gangs always show up.
Yes, there is a candlelight vigil held for him in the park tonight.
Great. TARU will be there with their cameras, and we'll pick up some candles on the way.
Mr. Thomas, I'm Erin Reagan.
You can call me Miles.
I'm the ADA handling your case.
When do I get out?
As soon as the judge is convinced that you were wrongly convicted.
What? You saw the DNA test.
There was other evidence.
We need to explain why we made a mistake, why the jury made a mistake.
You were picked up near the scene of the r*pe.
You had a very confusing story as to where you had been that night.
I was 20!
I was drunk.
I didn't remember where I'd been.
But I remembered that I didn't r*pe anyone.
Do you know this man?
This is what happened?
I'm doing this guy's time in here?
So... what's he been doing out there?
We're looking into that.
You're looking into that.
I should track him down, get him to tell me.
This guy has my life!
There are programs to help you when you get out.
Do you have a time machine, Ms. Reagan?
(soft music playing)
JACKIE: Not exactly a hotbed of g*ng activity.
No. I don't know, Jack.
What don't you know?
I don't know how three kids get sh*t for no reason.
Danny, sometimes, you know, there is no reason.
I know. Maybe I'm just hoping there is a reason this time.
I got no motive, no suspects.
We may as well open a phone book and pick a name.
Let's go pay our respects.
Excuse me.
Excuse us, please. Excuse us.
I don't see anything here to indicate Gorski was in a g*ng, Jack.
Hold on. Who's this?
"I'm so sorry. Please forgive me"?
Phone book might have just gotten a little smaller.
You saw the r*pe victim?
I felt she deserved to learn the news from a person, not a paper.
And that person had to be you?
I try to save my DCPI for the tough assignments.
He was 20 years old.
Do you remember being 20, Garrett?
Supposedly, your whole life is in front of you.
All I could see was fog.
20, I was walking a b*at in Bed-Stuy, the Watergate hearings were on every TV and Joe was still in diapers.
If I'm Miles Thomas, Joe was a rookie cop by the time I got out.
But you're not Miles Thomas, and this isn't your fault.
If you're gonna go there, I'm not your guy.
You should walk in the other man's shoes sometime.
Keeps you humble.
I get all the humility I need, Frank.
I work for you.
This is nice to be treated.
Can I get some whip cream, please?
Sure, sweetie.
(ringtone playing)
Honey, your phone's ringing.
Can you get it? It's probably just Melissa.
Just tell her I'll meet her out front.
Who are Peter and Liam?
Why are you reading my texts?
Well, it's hard to miss when the phone's in my hand.
You told me you were meeting Melissa and her sister.
Is her sister's name Peter or Liam?
Her sister is gonna be there.
It's a group.
A group with boys.
They do exist.
Boys I don't know.
Mom, you're overreacting.
I don't think so.
This is about those kids that were sh*t in the park, isn't it?
Every time something like that happens, you get more strict with me.
Hey, I get more strict when you don't tell me the truth.
Mom, I'm 15. Why can't you just trust me?
I want you to be honest with me.
Is this some kind of double date?
It's not a date.
And you do know Peter and Liam.
You met them at my recital.
You know what? It doesn't matter.
Forget it. I won't go.
(sighs)
Hey, what's going on, sis?
Take you up on those greasy burgers and vanilla shakes?
Something must be really bothering you if you're in the mood for grease and fat.
The teenage years.
Nicky?
Ah, you know, they can't all be perfect like we were.
You sure that's all that's bothering you?
(sighs)
I'm not getting any hits on this r*pist, Justin Armel.
Okay, well, you know, guys like that eventually slip up.
Well, I don't think I have "eventually""
I know Dad doesn't.
He keeps telling everybody he's fine, but he is taking this hard.
We've seen Dad get through a lot worse than this.
I know.
Just wish I wasn't the one who has to keep giving him all the bad news.
I don't even know what to say to him anymore.
I hear you.
(cell phone chiming)
Guess who is on his way over to my office with his lawyer.
Who? Justin Armel.
Good. Well, maybe you can get him to confess.
Hey, you got me to confess to things as kids that I didn't even do.
Oh, you didn't do?
Hey... come on.
I was the good son. Remember?
Oh, right.
(laughs)
(sighs)
Can you fast-forward? Yes.
Right there.
Right there. All right, zoom in on that.
It's a girl.
Th-That's the girl from the... the g*ng Squad surveillance photos.
Stacy. Stacy Vaughn.
Well, happy news.
(cell phone vibrating)
Imagine that.
Ooh, we got more good news.
What is it? Christina Ruiz just woke up.
It's harassment, plain and simple.
There's been cops knocking on my neighbors' doors, on my bosses' doors.
You know, people are going to start to get a bad idea on me.
Like what, Mr. Armel?
That you're a vicious r*pist who ought to be behind bars?
You see?
You are admitting a vendetta here, Ms. Reagan.
You're practically begging for a lawsuit.
Ugh. The law is very clear on this.
Okay? He can't be charged with the r*pe of Elizabeth Fox.
Can't be charged, not didn't do it.
How does it feel to be defending a r*pist?
She lies.
They all lie.
Quiet.
I'm putting you on notice.
One more phone call, one more detective questioning his friends, going to his job, sitting outside his apartment, I'm filing papers.
(laughs)
Okay, good luck with that.
Baker, have you found anyone yet?
I'm sorry.
I really didn't see anything.
It all happened so fast.
It's okay.
We know it's going to take some time for it to all come back, Christina.
I mean, you don't remember seeing the sh**t at all?
No.
I... I fell down, and... and I...
I might have seen his shoes.
Uh, I-I don't remember.
Okay, well, do you remember what you were doing before it happened?
Uh, we were hanging out.
sh**ting baskets.
Alex was doing a fake victory dance, running around the court.
Then he told a joke.
What kind of joke?
A... a dumb one.
Uh, his-his family is from Croatia, and when they came here, he learned how to speak English by memorizing jokes.
He said, "Why was Cinderella thrown off the team?
Because she ran away from the ball."
Uh, Darren and I started laughing.
Uh, and-and then... and then it happened.
When can I see Alex and Darren?
How are they?
You know what, uh, for right now, I think it's best you just get some rest, okay?
Whose idea was the orange hat?
Makes him easier to find.
Why not just paint a green dot on him?
Guess that's a go. Hey. Hey.
Hey! Police!
Whoa! Hey!
Watch it!
Hands behind your back.
You got him. You got him.
We have to establish ownership.
Hey, we have to establish ownership.
I got it. I got it.
Hey, uh, what do we got here, huh?
I just found that.
Nice. Yeah.
Ah, look at this, kid.
What are those?
Point spreads, over-and-unders.
Are you a bookie, Mr. Dexter?
Is that why you needed this back?
It's not mine.
It matches the serial numbers that you gave us.
No, I told you, I just found that.
I'm returning it for the reward.
My computer's navy blue; that one's royal blue.
Yeah? You--
possession of stolen property, and you... promoting gambling.
Turn around. Two felonies.
Marone. Our boss is going to love this, kid.
Let's go.
ERIN: This looks great, Grandpa.
Yeah, I tried a new baste.
A secret ingredient.
Why does that make me worried?
There was no one around to stop me.
Been a busy week.
Yeah, that's what I heard.
Holding up okay, Dad?
Oh, I try to think of what I could have done differently, but that's a dead end.
I can't undo what's done.
I can't get Mr. Thomas those 18 years back.
All I can do is accept what comes to me, and for me, or any of us who do what we do, that's a tall order.
Glad you asked.
Eyewitness testimony has put a lot of people away, but it's notoriously unreliable.
Small comfort.
Do you think there are a lot of innocent people in prison?
I know one guilty person who's not in prison... the actual r*pist.
Yeah, well, at least you know who the bad guy is.
I'm deep into this park sh**ting, and I keep running into dead ends.
And then, on top of that, everybody tells me the victims were just innocent little kids.
Maybe they were.
Well, if they were, that's the scary part, Nicky.
Why?
Because, then it's just a senseless sh**ting.
But you still will catch all the bad guys, right?
I hope so.
Boys, what do you call it when you get your rods and bait and go down to the pier?
That's not a very tough question.
Fishing.
That's right, Sean... fishing, not catching.
Fishing.
On good days, we catch some, but not every day.
But every day, we keep going back.
Okay, could we please just talk about something else?
I'm trying to get my mom to let me go into the city on my own.
On the subway? At night.
Thank God I have a couple years before I have to worry about that.
Please. You guys are just way overprotective.
Hey, after this week, there's not a person at this table who thinks they could ever be too overprotective.
"I'm so sorry. Please forgive me"?
I didn't sh**t them.
What are you sorry about, Stacy?
Nothing. I was just sorry they got sh*t.
Really? "Forgive me"? Forgive you for what?
Nothing.
Nothing. Okay.
You know what? Um... g*ng Squad tells us that you have a boyfriend named John-John.
Hmm?
Stacy, did he have something to do with this?
Think you feel pretty bad about what happened, Stacy.
Is that because you bumped into his mom on your way to the memorial?
Hmm?
Come on, take it.
I said take the picture.
Do you know that he was his mother's only child?
Is that why you feel so bad?
Somebody with a conscience wrote that note, Stacy.
You have a conscience.
Somebody with no conscience did this.
John-John?
(sighs)
I didn't know he was going to do it.
We were at the park just getting high.
I saw those kids.
I said to John-John, "Check out those geeks."
And he walked over to them, and he sh*t them.
Why?
I don't know.
He has a very short fuse sometimes.
All he would say was that they deserved it.
Thank you for meeting me, Ms. Sloan.
I have to get back to work pretty soon.
What's this about?
You went to a hospital back in January.
You told them you had been r*ped.
I, uh, took it back, said I made a mistake.
There was a man working odd jobs in your building at the time.
His name is Justin Armel.
I, uh... I-I don't know him.
Are you sure, Ms. Sloan?
You're not the first woman he's r*ped.
I didn't say he r*ped me.
We can put him in jail if you press charges.
I, uh, I made a mistake coming here.
I'm sorry I wasted your time.
He'll do it again.
You know he will.
He r*ped before, but he was out free when he r*ped me?
Is that what you're saying?
But this time, you'll put him away?
This time, he won't come back?
Yes, I promise.
He said he'd k*ll me if I talked.
And I believed him, 'cause he b*at the crap out of me when he said it.
I'm sorry.
(sighs)
She won't do it.
She was our best sh*t.
We have nothing.
I understand.
Dad, you okay?
I'm fine, sweetie.
You don't have to carry the weight of this on your shoulders.
If we finesse it, the press might not even pick up on it.
Have a seat, John-John.
Sure.
Actually, why don't you stand.
(laughs)
This guy is nuts.
Yeah, he gets pissed off when people sh**t people.
Well, I didn't sh**t anybody.
Yeah, you did.
We got an eyewitness.
You're all done, stupid.
(chuckles)
Yeah, right.
Yeah, that is right.
We just want to know why you did it.
What was it?
You go psycho or something?
Come on, just-just tell us what happened, okay?
That way, you can still have time to get a psych defense.
I'm not crazy.
So you had a reason.
Oh.
Well, what was it?
We hear they deserved it.
What'd they do?
What'd they do, John-John?
Huh?
What, they call you names or something?
Oh, they did, huh?
What'd they call you?
They call you ugly?
They call you dumb?
Hmm?
Come on, you can talk to me.
I understand.
When was in high school, the kids... they called me names, too.
You know what they called me?
Stumpy.
It drove me nuts.
Something to do with respect, huh?
Some people don't get respect.
You get it, don't you?
Yeah, you get respect.
I understand.
See, when I was in high school, there was this one kid who just would not stop calling me Stumpy.
You know what I'm talking about, don't you? Yeah.
You know what I did to him?
I smashed his face into the toilet.
What'd they call you, John-John?
Nothing.
Then why'd you do it?
She said, "Why'd you do it?"
You don't want to talk to me?
Okay.
Like I said, we got a witness.
Your girlfriend.
You spoken to her lately?
'Cause we have.
She had a whole lot to say about you, John-John.
Either way, you're going to prison.
Th-They-They were laughing at me.
They were laughing?
Yeah.
So you sh*t them?
Like, n-nobody, uh, laughs at me!
Nobody.
Why was Cinderella thrown off the team?
What?
Because she ran away from the ball.
You stupid son of a bitch! Danny! Danny!
It was a joke!
They weren't laughing at you, they were laughing at a joke!
Danny, let's go! Out!
It was a joke! Out, out!
Out!
He k*lled the kids for nothing, Jackie.
I know. You were right.
He k*lled them for nothing.
Okay, calm down.
(sighs)
Stay right here. I'll take the statement.
FRANK: Good afternoon.
Thanks for coming.
First of all, in the case of Miles Thomas, clearly mistakes were made by the district attorney's office, compounded by the jury that convicted him.
As the arresting officer in the case, I take full responsibility for my part in this miscarriage of justice.
I am... deeply sorry.
(reporters clamoring)
Commissioner, how do you feel about your role in sending an innocent man to prison?
How do I feel?
Seriously?
Did you just get here?
(reporters clamoring)
Commissioner, if Miles Thomas is innocent, what's being done to bring the real r*pist to justice?
Edward Hale once said, "I am only one, but I am one.
"I cannot do everything, but I can do something.
"And I will not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do."
Can you be more specific?
No.
(reporters clamoring)
The case is now back in the hands of the court.
Uh, I'm happy to announce that we do have a suspect in custody for the park sh**t.
Mr. Armel.
You know who I am?
Yeah.
The police commissioner.
That's right. Shake my hand.
MAN: Hello, Commissioner!
Hi, how are you?
I'm watching you, Mr. Armel.
As are the 35,000 cops who work for me.
Every move you make, we got your back.
Understand?
(rap music playing faintly)
So you decided to let her go, after all?
Well, I had to let her know I trust her.
Mm. That why we're sitting here watching her?
Well, we're not going to tell her that.
Mm.
You think she's gonna find out that we're spying on her?
Nah. She's not the suspicious type.
Though I am.
So I ran all her friends.
They're clean.
What'd Dad think if he saw us doing this right now?
Dad?
Do you remember Benny Allegretti?
Yeah, I remember... how do you...
Your first date.
Me and Dad... we followed you the whole night.
Of course, that was after Grandpa ran his entire family through BCI to make sure there were no criminal ties.
You're kidding.
No. You went to see
Sleepless in Seattle.
He sprung for popcorn and a soda.
You sat on the right, he sat on the left.
He put his right arm over your shoulder...
Okay, okay, okay, stop. Just move the car.
What? It was 20 years ago. Just move it.
What are you getting so sensitive for?
It was 20 years ago! It's creepy!
Creepy.
No, what's creepy is him trying to kiss you good night.
(groans)
Right on the front stoop.
(laughter, chattering)
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