Happy Thanksgiving.
Happy Thanksgiving.
You haven't answered my question. Have you seen it?
If it was in the intelligence briefing, then, yes, I saw it. And?
And all in all, I think it's going to be a beautiful Thanksgiving Day in the greatest city in the world.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Thank you. "Thank you, Commissioner."
Happy Thanksgiving.
Mr. Mayor!
Oh.
Warm holiday sentiments won't change the thr*at.
"thr*at" is a term with wide latitude.
I'm aware of that, Frank.
Here you go. Happy Thanksgiving.
You a stuffing guy or a potatoes guy?
Stuffing. What if that thr*at becomes a reality?
Cornbread and sausage or breadcrumbs and walnuts?
Cornbread. Then you'll have to join us one day, because that is my specialty.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Frank.
MAN: Thanks. You, too.
What if?
Not on my watch, sir.
Happy Thanksgiving.
(whistles)
Wow. Now, that is some big bird.
I think it weighs more than Sean.
(chuckles): Go easy on the stuffing.
I couldn't sleep a wink last year.
That's funny, I remember you snoring on the couch like a mule.
Don't be a wisenheimer.
Who, me? Yeah, you.
Here, give me a hand getting down the turkey platter.
Oh, Henry, not the platter.
I'll have you know, this platter was a gift to this family from Eleanor Roosevelt.
No, allegedly, it was a gift from Eleanor Roosevelt Promises, promises.
(phone ringing)
Is that you or me?
I don't know.
(ringing continues)
(sighs): Me.
Who is it?
Nobody.
Jacob Nobody?
Okay, missy... you know how you always ask me to respect your privacy?
Well, that road goes both ways, okay?
So if I want to take his call, I'll take his call; if I don't want to take his call, I'm not gonna take his call.
But that's my call; it's my decision.
But, Mom, he's... He's what?
I know, you think he's hot.
But it's not the most important thing in a relationship.
That's not what I was going to say.
Hello, Erin. It's Jacob.
Your office said you might be on your cell, but I guess I missed you.
Call me when you can.
You think you could have told me?
I was trying to.
Hi.
(chuckles): Hi. ERIN: I guess this is me returning your phone call. Thanks for getting back to me so quickly.
Are you two free for lunch later?
Yes. No.
Well, one out of two.
It's actually a work day for me.
Then a New York lunch, a gulp and go.
No, I'm sorry, we can't. We'd love to.
Then let me drop you, at least.
It's quite all right, we're fine.
And we'd love to.
Victory at last.
Was there a discount on the pumpkins?
No, the ugliest ones work the best for pumpkin pie.
Everything okay?
Yeah, yeah. Great.
RENZULLI: Wait until you see the crowds at the Thanksgiving parade tomorrow.
You're gonna love this detail, Reagan.
Yeah, why's that?
'Cause if the wind kicks up you could be in for some serious fun.
One year we lost a balloon to a nor'easter, and we had to sh**t it down.
That's not why.
Parade tour ends at 1500, which gets me home in time for Thanksgiving dinner.
We like to eat about 4:00.
4:00, huh?
(phone ringing)
Hey.
Oh, hey, I got to take this, all right?
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, it's me.
Hey, yeah, all right.
I said all right, didn't I?
I'll have it.
Look, this isn't a good time.
(woman screams)
(thudding, bystanders gasp)
Reagan!
Back up. She fell out of the building.
I need a bus forthwith!
80th and Amsterdam.
I got nothing, Sarge.
(bystanders murmuring)
(sirens wailing)
Hey.
There's Danny now.
(groans) Oh, boy. This is my least favorite job.
Jumpers. Yeah.
Mine's suspicious odors.
I'll take that over an EDP with a w*apon.
I'm with Jackie. Jumpers.
What's the story here?
We saw her fall.
Did you see her fall, or did you see where she landed?
Landed.
Do we got any other information on her? Building manager says her name is Ayla Demir.
22 years old. A law student.
JACKIE: What about a building manager?
Did he say if there were any visitors? It was a buzz-in situation.
Last time he saw her, she was coming back from the gym this morning.
All right, we're gonna head upstairs.
You okay?
Yeah. Little while ago I was thinking about pecan pie, now I can't even think about having an appetite.
Okay, why don't you think about football, halftime?
I'm gonna kick your ass in the backyard and defend my title.
Wait, what title? We won last year.
But I had Linda on my team last year; that's a handicap.
Otherwise I would have kicked your ass.
And you better not tell her I said that.
See you.
What do you think?
Well, she would've had a really good view of the parade from here.
No signs of struggle.
Maybe she looked out and leaned over too far.
You check upstairs? Yeah, it's all clear.
No su1c1de note?
No, not yet.
You know, it looks like she was expecting company.
Well...
Yep, she's got a turkey, some pies, unopened milk. She definitely went shopping.
All right, she got on workout clothes.
Super says she goes to the gym, works out.
She's having people over; she's got fresh turkey in the fridge.
Doesn't exactly sound like a su1c1de to me.
No. su1c1de victim who works out and goes shopping for a party?
I don't think so. What's it say?
"Mom, Hafiz and Meliha, Happy Thanksgiving.
Love, Ayla."
Happy Thanksgiving.
Happy Thanksgiving.
No, I'm not positive.
I-I just...
He read NYPD to me.
Erin why would the NYPD have somebody following you?
And why would Dad not know about it?
I don't know, that's what I'm calling you to find out.
Were you alone?
No, I was with Nicky... and friend.
Whoa, what do you mean you were with a friend?
(stammers)
You know what?
Um, forget I called.
May I come in?
Yeah, I wish you would.
Maybe you can explain to me why you were following me this morning.
Detective DeLeon.
And, uh, you're not the one I was watching.
Then who?
Jacob?
I'm in charge of investigating art thefts from galleries, museums.
We believe that Mr. Krystal is responsible for a number of major hauls, both here and abroad.
We got word that he entered the New York area last month, and, uh, we're keeping an eye on him.
Well, if he's an art thief, why don't you arrest him?
(chuckles): I wish it was that simple.
In this office, it is that simple.
Innocent until we've proven them guilty.
We may not have enough to move on him yet, but he is a person of interest in a number of heists over the past six years.
In the six years that you've been watching him, all you've got is that he's a person of interest?
I said he was a thief, I didn't say he was bad at it.
He pulled off his last heist knowing we were watching him.
Maybe he's not as good as you think.
Maybe he didn't do it.
Okay, so why are you coming to me?
Professional courtesy.
I just thought you might want to know.
Well, now I know.
All right.
LINDA: Go easy on that butter.
Isn't that on the list of things you're supposed to avoid?
(chuckles): I don't know, I lost that list.
Basically, if something tastes good, I'm pretty sure I shouldn't be eating it.
The boys are so excited about tomorrow.
Yeah. It's always been my favorite holiday.
No presents.
No pressure.
Just wonderful food and family.
What's not to love?
Am I supposed to put a whole teaspoon of vanilla in here or a half?
Use a whole. I love vanilla.
You got it.
Oh...
Oh, let me get that. Mm?
So, while they're all playing football tomorrow, why don't you and I have that chess rematch you've been avoiding?
Get me out of that football game.
(pained grunt)
Oh!
Pop?
Henry! Henry!
(grunting in pain)
(grunts)
(exhales)
Mayor Poole, sir.
Thank you, Abigail.
Mr. Mayor.
Frank.
I just got off the phone with the FBI.
And I just talked to Homeland Security.
What a team we make.
FBI thinks it's a credible thr*at now, an attempt on the Lincoln Tunnel. Actually, the terminology is "credible but unconfirmed thr*at."
Isn't this what you were waiting for?
I'm not waiting for it, Mr. Mayor.
I'm trying to stay out ahead of it.
I understand that, Frank, but I think we should do something.
I've increased patrol by a third, set up checkpoints, deployed counterterrorism units throughout the city, increased bag searches in the subway and ordered all our harbor launches out on patrol.
That is something.
Maybe we should close the Lincoln Tunnel for the day, just to be safe.
That could cause a panic for no reason. Do you know how many people come into New York to watch the parade?
Three and a half million.
And do you know how many threats like this come through my office every day?
Frank, if there's even a possibility of a b*mb...
That possibility exists every second of every day.
Mr. Mayor, you're doing your job here.
You're asking exactly the right questions.
And your alarm is absolutely appropriate.
But I've been doing this for a while... and I'm asking for your trust.
Of course you have my trust.
The last thing you want is the last thing I want.
Commissioner, it's Linda Reagan.
She says it's an urgent family matter.
What hospital?
St. Victor's.
Who is it?
Your father, sir.
Frank...
You'll have to excuse me, sir.
This girl's made a lot of calls to her family's home phone number.
JACKIE: All right, so she had a good relationship with her parents.
Maybe we go talk to them, and maybe they know who she was having trouble with.
Or maybe it was the family that had a problem with her.
Look at this text message.
"Stop shaming your family.
You know what you need to do."
It's from a cell phone registered to her own brother, Hafiz Demir.
You know what that sounds like?
It sounds like an honor k*lling. Family doesn't approve of the boy the girl's dating, father or brother kills her.
Course, then there's the new and improved version of honor killings, where the, uh...
Yeah, to make sure the dad and the brother don't go to jail they pressure her to do the job herself.
DANNY: Exactly.
We may be looking at a forced su1c1de.
Let's go pay this family a visit.
WOMAN: I don't believe it.
My daughter would never take her own life.
Ayla was such a happy girl.
She was cooking us Thanksgiving dinner.
Look at her face, look at her face.
She would never commit su1c1de.
It makes no sense.
We're not sure what happened.
We don't know if she committed su1c1de.
We were hoping that you all could help us figure something out here.
(phone vibrates) Excuse me.
JACKIE: Um, sir, I know it's a hard time.
We just need to ask a few questions.
We'll make it quick.
Mrs. Demir, when's the last time you spoke to your daughter?
Did she tell you that anything was troubling her?
You okay?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Do you know if your daughter had any problems with anyone?
Her boyfriend.
She had a boyfriend?
A man named Kurt Freelander.
Very bad guy.
Why do you say that?
HAFIZ: I'm a man, I know when I see it in another man.
Danny?
Yeah, um...
Your sister received a text message.
"Stop shaming your family.
You know what you need to do." Did you send that to her?
Yes.
Ayla knew what I thought.
But what I wanted her to do was break up with Kurt Freelander, not jump out of a window.
(sobbing)
So you're saying you don't believe in honor killings?
No. And I think they're barbaric.
And if you really want to know what happened to her, I suggest...- Hold on... you leave your prejudices behind and talk to Kurt Freelander. - Hold on...
All right, settle down, settle down, okay?
Hafiz!
Excuse me.
(sobbing quietly)
Uh, Meliha?
I'm sorry, this is very difficult.
I'm sure it is.
Um, your brother... is very protective over you and your sister.
Meliha, you want to tell me something?
No. I've told you everything.
(whispers): Okay.
I'll call you as soon as I hear more.
How is he?
(sighs): They think it was a heart att*ck.
Is he... is he okay?
He is for now.
And they're running tests.
He's in there.
The, uh, the doctor said she'd update us in a... in a couple of minutes.
(sighs) What happened?
We were in the kitchen, we were getting the turkey ready, and he just...
I just...
I don't think of him as vulnerable like that.
Hi, Pop.
What about Thanksgiving?
(sighs)
WOMAN: Right now he's stabilized, but one of his coronary arteries is 90% occluded.
We'd like to do an angioplasty.
That's where we blow a balloon in the artery, clear out the plaque.
Your father's a relatively healthy man.
He should do fine.
But there are risks?
He could blow a clot.
There's a less than ten percent chance, but a blood clot to the heart could be...
Don't I need to sign something for approval?
First we need a list of all the prescription medications he's been taking.
I don't know.
It's important that we know that.
Many men your father's age are on blood thinners.
It's always a concern when doing an invasive procedure.
I'm sorry, I should know.
His pharmacist would have all his medications on record.
Of course, um...
Fort Hamilton Chemist.
I'm gonna call them right now.
Thank you.
Do you mind if I...
(sniffles)
(sighs)
(sniffles)
ERIN: Well, are you sure you don't want me to come down there?
All right.
I'll call you when I get back to the office, but if anything changes, will you call me?
All right, I love you, too, Dad.
Who is it?
My grandfather. They think he just had a heart att*ck.
I'm so sorry. They're... they're saying that he'll probably be all right, I just...
I mean, of all the things I'm thinking about, it's... Thanksgiving.
It's his favorite holiday, and he... Please... go if you need to.
No, there's nothing I can do.
And Dad has given his orders, so...
Maybe I could just have a cup of tea.
Excuse me.
Tea, please?
WAITER: Right away.
So, I ran into a mutual friend of ours today.
Detective DeLeon.
Art Theft Division.
Erin, I'm not a thief.
Well, that's funny, because NYPD, Interpol, Scotland Yard, half a dozen other agencies disagree.
I am innocent. And I am an assistant district attorney for the City of New York.
Do you know how many times a day I hear those three words?
Tell me something, Erin.
What's the most important thing in the world to you?
A possession, not a person.
You're changing the subject, Jacob.
No, I' m not.
Okay.
This.
My mother gave it to me for my 16th birthday.
Like mother, like daughter.
Beautiful.
She said, "When you wear this,"
I will always be close to your heart."
Suppose somebody stole this locket, and I got it back for you.
Would you consider me the thief?
How did you get it back?
Would that really be the question you'd ask?
When the Nazis invaded Europe, they stripped the Jews of everything.
I help in returning what's rightfully theirs.
But I do not steal.
DANNY: Linda, of course he's gonna pull through, okay?
Look, I've seen that tough SOB drop two perps to their knees using nothing more than the evil eye, all right?
It's gonna take a lot more than a heart att*ck to stop that old t*nk.
Trust me, I am right.
Listen, let me take care of what I got to do here, okay, and then I'll be right over.
I promise. Yeah.
Hey, thank you for saving my grandpa's life, all right?
Love you more.
Thanks for coming in.
Sorry, uh, about the circumstances.
Yeah, thanks.
Um, you and Ayla, you two seeing each other long?
About three or four months.
Things getting serious with you two?
Yeah.
I mean, Ayla was an amazing girl.
Really special.
Uh-huh. When was the last time you spoke to her?
Last night. In person?
No. She called me.
She was really upset.
She and her brother had been arguing again.
They argue a lot, those two?
(sighs): Ayla was East Indian.
And in the old Bombay culture, women are expected to follow certain rules.
Mm-hmm, rules about dating Western guys?
Her brother enforced those rules.
Yeah, I bet he did.
All right, sit tight, okay?
All right.
Oh... Where were you this morning, Kurt?
When?
When your girlfriend d*ed.
(sighs) Radio City Music Hall.
My parents were in from Palm Beach, so I took them to see the Christmas special.
And your parents will confirm that?
Sure.
Okay. So you wouldn't mind, uh, writing down their number for me, would you? No.
You know, just to confirm.
Of course.
(car horn beeps)
I thought you said you wanted to eat healthier.
I just saw a 22-year-old girl take a swan dive from the 17th floor.
And it reminds me that you only live once.
(phone ringing)
Right.
I got to take this.
Get me some more sauerkraut, more onions?
You got it.
Listen, I was gonna call you.
Let's tone it down, okay?
We could talk about this.
That's not gonna happen... not by tomorrow.
I'm gonna need some more time here. Please.
What?
What you...?
(stammering) Wait, you...
You're gonna thr*aten me now?
Oh, yeah? Hello?
Hello?!
Want to clue me in to what's going on with you here?
I owe some money, and I ain't got the money to pay him back.
So ask for an extension.
This guy doesn't work in a bank.
Phew!
Does this have anything to do with you flipping right to the racing pages whenever you take my paper?
I gamble a little.
And lately you lost?
I lost a lot.
I'm three grand in the hole to my bookie.
Phew!
I could do without the "Phew""
So what are you gonna do?
You know, that's the $3,000 question.
Phew.
JTTF and Homeland Security are in accord.
There's no reason to raise the thr*at level based on current intel.
The mayor's been informed? Yes, sir.
Uh, Joint Terrorism Task Force will be updating us as necessary, but for now, it's good news.
(sighs) I'll take it where I can get it.
Thanks, Baker.
I've gone over your father's meds with a cardiologist.
We're good to go.
The list is complete?
Yeah, I called, and I double-checked at the pharmacy as soon as the fax came in.
We'll be moving him down to the O.R. shortly.
This... cardiologist...
Dr. Durrell.
I don't know him.
Yes... he's the best.
I'm not trying to go around anybody here.
He's done literally thousands of these.
But you understand what I'm asking?
Yes, I do, and I'd be asking the exact same question if I were in your shoes.
He's the best?
You have my word.
All that's left is to say a prayer.
Right now, God goes by the name of Durrell.
DANNY: We'll be as quick as we can, Mr. and Mrs. Freelander, though we may, and I emphasize the word "may,"
be looking at a m*rder investigation here.
m*rder?
Thought we were talking about su1c1de.
Well, things have changed.
Uh, did your son Kurt not tell you about that?
Look, we can tell you that Kurt had nothing to do with this girl's death.
We were with him all day.
Hmm.
At, uh, Radio City Music Hall?
Yes. Wonderful show.
And before that, we had lunch, then a walk in Central Park.
Mm-hmm. Have you ever met Kurt's girlfriend?
Well, he's had a few girlfriends.
MR. FREELANDER: Single straight man in New York City--
we understand they're in short supply.
MRS. FREELANDER: But I do remember the Indian girl.
I think we met her last time we were in town.
So, uh, let me ask you.
Is this the girl that you were talking about? An Ayla Demir?
It wasn't that girl.
Well, who is the girl?
God, I just knew this was all going to turn out to be one big misunderstanding.
That's her.
That's the girl we met.
May I?
Just going to e-mail this to myself if you don't mind.
What for? Well, because this is a picture of your son with the victim's sister, and... that does kind of complicate things just a little bit, ma'am.
(indistinct P.A. announcement)
(indistinct voices)
(phone rings)
Hey, good news. Yeah.
Daddy just texted me.
He's on his way downtown, and he's gonna stop by.
Oh. Good.
Have you eaten anything?
I'll get something later.
Pastrami sandwiches coming up.
Hi, Garrett.
Hey.
Please don't ask me how I'm doing.
I wasn't planning to.
I brought you a fresh shirt and a dopp kit.
Thank you.
I'm like a rabbit's foot in hospitals.
I always bring good luck.
That's good to know.
So, how you doing?
I told you not to ask me that.
How am I doing?
When my mom got sick, my dad slept in a plastic chair in her hospital room for three weeks.
Only time he went home was to cook her meals because he didn't trust the hospital food.
At the time, I did not understand.
So now you do.
(footsteps approaching)
Good news.
The angioplasty went well.
(sighs)
(laughs)
Thank you.
Your father had a clot that was preventing blood flow to his heart.
We managed to remove the blockage, and he's recovering nicely.
Thank you, Doctor.
Told you. Rabbit's foot.
(laughing)
You should be able to see him shortly.
See, boys? It was nothing to worry about.
(sighs)
Hey, Dad, buy you a cup of coffee?
What you're telling us-- it's not possible.
(Jackie clears her throat)
Kurt's mother showed us this photo.
This can't be. This can't be.
(door opening)
(door closes)
MRS. DEMIR: What did you do to your sister?
You stupid slut!
Hey, hey. Oh, oh, whoa.
Take it easy.
Just relax.
(crying): I'm sorry.
(crying): How could you do that to her?
I didn't do anything.
It just... happened.
When I met Kurt, he was with Ayla, and we...
And you what?! You what?!
(sobbing)
You don't control who you fall in love with, Mother.
(crying) It just happens.
How could you take your sister's boyfriend?
Did you see Ayla this morning?
No.
You don't believe this is a su1c1de, do you?
(crying)
I don't know.
(crying)
DANNY: Okay.
Did Kurt see Ayla this morning?
Answer the question! Hey.
He was supposed to talk to her today.
He was going to tell her about us.
You mean, Kurt went to Ayla's apartment?
(crying)
When we were upstairs, it's funny.
I was thinking about when I broke up with Sydney.
I had no place to go, so I just show up at the house, and hang out with Grandpa.
We were like two single guys just hanging out.
It's funny the things you think about.
Something's bothering you besides Pop.
Unlike Danny, you never had a very good poker face.
Yeah, that's why he was able to blame me for everything.
What is it?
I'm talking to you as my dad, not as the police commissioner.
I am your dad.
I know this guy on the job who's upside down with his bookie.
He owes him three grand.
He's a really good guy, and I want to help him out.
This really good guy have a name?
I'd rather not.
Help him how?
I was thinking that I could talk to the bookie for him.
Maybe I broker some kind of deal for him to pay back what he owes.
When you work undercover, how can you know that the bookie won't have traveled in the same circles?
Yeah, that's probably stupid five different ways.
At least.
Could I borrow the money from you, then?
Make sure you get paid back.
This means that much to you?
He's like family.
(sighs)
ADA Reagan?
You actually followed me here?
Oh, well, not followed.
I just found out where you were.
Well, if you don't mind, I just found out my grandfather pulled through...
A painting was stolen from the Windom in the hour or so after it closed today.
An oil-on-panel called
The Sky at St. Alban.
I'm sorry to hear that.
It's a Jules Boché.
It was displayed in a Polish museum until 1944, when it disappeared during the German occupation.
Turned up again in 2009
in a private collection, from which it was on loan to the Windom.
And I'm guessing the provenance is in dispute.
That's not the point. No.
It's not the point. What exactly is the point?
Well, Jacob Krystal was at the Windom the day he met you, and again this afternoon, right up until closing.
Yeah, Detective, you're going to need a whole lot more than that if you're gonna nail him.
I know.
That's why I'm here.
Will you help us?
(footsteps approaching)
Hot pastrami sandwiches.
Hey.
Thank you.
When are you gonna tell Grandpa about Thanksgiving?
(sighs) I don't know.
So you know you're not the only hero in the family.
No, your wife saved Grandpa.
Oh, come on. Yeah? Imagine that.
He's not even the first Reagan man she saved.
Who's the first?
Me.
(laughing)
(quiet laughter)
Excuse me.
Yeah, I'm gonna have to take mine to go, too, sis.
Got to get back to the office.
I'll see you, Gramps.
My grandmother's recipe.
Cornbread and sausage.
That's very kind of you, sir.
Don't mention it. How's your dad doing?
Recovering nicely, thank you. Good.
I understand you've been here at the hospital all day.
Maybe you're not aware of the updates.
I'm aware of the updates.
Frank, with everything going on with your father, maybe you'd like to delegate these decisions right now.
Is there someone you trust to handle this tonight?
Yes. You're looking at him.
That's what I was hoping to hear.
Thank you, Mr. Mayor.
Happy Thanksgiving, Frank.
And to you.
(sighs)
(groans)
Happy Thanksgiving.
It will be when you wheel me out of here.
You've been there all night? Oh, I got so used to you snoring, I probably wouldn't have been able to sleep at home without it.
(sighs) Pay the bill and check me out.
Pop...
...you're gonna have to stay put so the nurses can keep an eye on you.
Nonsense.
Never missed a Thanksgiving dinner in my life.
I'm not about to start now.
Doctor's orders, Pop.
Get my things!
First of all, calm down.
And second of all, you're staying put.
DANNY: Excuse us.
Good morning.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Hello, Freelanders.
On Thanksgiving? DANNY: Well, you know, justice knows no holiday, ma'am.
I'm sorry?
We're gonna need you all to come with us.
MRS. FREELANDER: What are you talking about?
This is absurd. DANNY: No, what's absurd is you and your husband lying to the police to cover up for your son.
We know he wasn't at Radio City Music Hall.
We know you went to Ayla's apartment.
You're looking at manslaughter, kid. Get on your feet.
Get up.
And obstruction of justice for you two.
It was an accident.
Shut up! Don't say anything else.
I'm so sorry.
I went over to her apartment to talk to her about me and Mehlia, and she got so mad, she started pushing me, and I pushed her back.
Kurt!
Right out the open window?
Let's go.
Come on.
Let's go.
Sorry to disturb your Thanksgiving brunch, everyone.
Enjoy your desserts.
(diners murmuring)
Uh, Commissioner?
Morning, Tony.
Yeah, good morning.
Oh, please sit down.
Oh.
Thanks.
Want some coffee?
No, I'm good.
You were my son's field training officer.
In many ways, you're his mentor.
Now you're his supervisor.
Commissioner, I...?
I need your help.
(sighs)
I'm worried about Jamie.
He came to me, and he wanted to borrow some money to pay off some gambling debts.
Pretty sizable amount.
Is that right?
Yeah.
On his best day, a cop needs to have all the integrity he can muster when there's a pile of money sitting on the table after some drug bust.
How's he going to do that if he's in the hole three grand to some bookie?
I'm sure, uh... he never meant for it to get out of hand.
So I loaned him the money.
But there wouldn't be anything I could do to help him out a second time.
It's important to me that you understand the situation.
Yes, sir.
Would you keep a sharp eye on him?
You have my word, sir.
Happy Thanksgiving, Tony.
And to you, too, sir.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Jacob... you shouldn't be here.
I made you something.
Four years of art school, I can still only draw in pencil.
It's beautiful.
I never meant to put you in any danger.
Just say the word, and you'll never see me again.
You know there are other ways to right this wrong.
Like how? In the courts? No offense, but lawyers have done as much harm to my cause as the original thieves did.
Yeah, but what-what do you want from me, Jacob?
A little faith.
(sighs)
(indistinct sportscast plays)
Thought I told you to go home.
I did go home, but you made me feel guilty, so I'm back.
Here. Where are we going?
To the cafeteria to get a turkey sandwich.
Whoever heard of turkey dinner out of a vending machine?
Beggars can't be choosers, and you're full of it.
This isn't the first Thanksgiving dinner you missed.
I beg your pardon.
You missed 'cause of Korea, you missed when Mom was sick.
I missed twice in the Marines. And Danny in Fallujah.
Erin with pneumonia. LINDA: Shh! Shh!
ALL: Happy Thanksgiving!
(cheering)
(laughs)
Hello.
So good to see you. Hi.
What, are you trying to give me another heart att*ck?
(laughter)
FRANK: Well, it ain't the Reagan dining room, but under the circumstances...
LINDA: I know we couldn't be home this year, but that doesn't mean a little bit of home can't be with us.
My turkey platter.
(laughter)
It's nice to see you smile again, Grandpa.
That's... just the dr*gs talking.
DANNY: Yeah, well...
(clears throat)
Thanksgiving wouldn't have been the same without you, Gramps.
Not by a long sh*t.
Glad you could make it, Pop.
If it's okay with you guys, I'd like to say grace.
Heavenly Father, on this Thanksgiving Day, we give pause to give thanks to you for your many blessings.
For Linda.
For this food which we are about to receive from your bounty.
For your love.
To Dr. Durrell.
And for all those less fortunate in this season of giving, and for those who opened their door to them, and for the loving family at this table.
Amen.
ALL: Amen.
I'm hungry.
This is the mayor's stuffing.
Let's eat. Pass the rolls.
Jack and Sean, get your napkins on your plate... your laps.