Woman (over bullhorn): No tenant should be bullied!
Crowd: No tenant should be bullied!
Fair housing is a right for all!
Fair housing is a right for all!
No tenants should be bullied!
No tenants should be bullied!
Fair housing is a right for all!
Fair housing is a right for all!
Officer! They don't have a permit for this!
Don't you people have someplace to be?!
Get the hell off my property!
What are you people doing here?!
As soon as you improve the living conditions of your tenants.
Stop cutting off their electricity, restore basic services!
Oh, what the hell do you know?!
I know that as long as you keep harassing your tenants, we will not back down!
Crowd: We will not back down!
Let me put this into language you can understand.
Vete, puta!
(crowd clamoring)
No retrecedemos!
Puta!
(clamoring continues)
Crowd (chanting): Don't back down! Don't back down! Don't back down! Don't back down! Don't back down! Don't back down!
Hey, you!
Don't back down! Don't back down! Don't back down! Don't back down!
Coryna Garza again? Erin...
Winding people up to destroy private property is not community activism, it's a crime.
Erin, wait.
And, sure, I can get behind civil disobedience, under the right circumstances, but when it crosses the line into flat-out vandalism, it's a no-go. Erin, listen!
What?
You're not gonna have to prosecute Coryna Garza this time.
Good. Why not?
Because the Department of Homeland Security wants to deport her.
What are you talking about?
The say they have reason to believe Coryna Garza's in the country illegally.
I've prosecuted her five times in the past two years.
I think I would've known if she wasn't a legal citizen.
Have you seen her birth certificate?
I must've, at some point.
Would it be in your files?
If I felt like spending the day looking, it probably is.
Let's just go down to the source.
Where are they holding her?
They're not. They released her R.O.R.
After the arraignment, she fled to St. Mary of the Woods before Homeland could detain her.
Well, why don't they just go in and take her?
I think it's called “optics.”
There's a crowd out front, it looks like the original Rainbow Coalition.
Eddie, when I said I'd take a walk with you, I didn't say a jog.
Oh, pick up the pace, Reagan. I'm gonna...
You know him? Did he have a earring?
In his right or left ear? I didn't notice.
Adriana, my-my psychic-- she told me that my soul mate has long hair, a beard and a piercing in his left ear.
Oh, your soul mate's a pirate?
Wait, you have a psychic?
Oh, come on, Jamie.
Haven't you ever walked past one of those places and wondered if they could really see into your soul?
Not once.
Well, Adriana, within two seconds of meeting me, she knew my dad was in prison, and I hadn't even said anything about him.
Whoa.
Come in, come in for two seconds.
You'll meet her, you'll totally understand.
Man: We're closed.
Oh, no, I have an appointment with Adriana.
She's not here. Now go away.
Is everything okay, sir?
Man: What can you do about it?
Depends. My name's Officer Janko.
This is my partner Officer Reagan.
Forgive my rudeness.
My name is Nick Polk.
Adriana's my girl. She didn't come home last night.
Is that unusual?
You don't think it's unusual for a 16-year-old not to come home?
You're taking dating advice from a teenager?
She's a Romani gypsy. Her gift comes at birth.
Do you have any idea where she might be, Mr. Polk?
Her gaje boyfriend, Eric, lives a couple blocks away.
She may be there.
Well, why don't you text me the address.
We'll take a look.
Eddie... It's not a big deal.
She'll probably figure out we're coming anyway.
'Cause she'll intuit that we're coming.
Delgado: At the end of the day, it's the combination of targeted community outreach and consistent and reasonable broken windows policing that is the rising tide that lifts up all boats in the 36.
Captain, I usually recommend to a C.O. about to attend his first CompStat meeting that he pack an extra pair of briefs, but you're gonna do just fine.
(laughter)
Shall we?
How much time we got? I'll tell your detail to bring up the car.
Garrett: About 15 minutes.
Could I have a minute with you, sir?
A minute? What's up?
Earlier this morning, we received word that the U.S. Marshals Service was planning a significant g*ng raid on the 400 block of East Danvers.
You got a mole in the Marshals Service?
No, I got a C.I. it turns out works for them, too.
Real entrepreneur.
Gold? Solid.
He puts it at about a dozen targeted members of the 4Fly crew.
And you're bringing this up because?
Because my guess is that they're gonna come to us last-minute for support and mop-up.
Support we'd normally provide.
But if we assist them in rolling through there like some conquering army...
Gormley: Wait, am I missing something?
Getting a crew off the street is a positive step for everybody.
An operation like this needs to be fully vetted.
The 400 is a mixed block.
And you don't trust the Marshals office has done the due diligence?
It's a bit more complicated.
The 4Fly looks out for a lot of people up there.
They give money, food, toys during Christmas.
This isn't a g*ng of Robin Hoods we're talking about.
♪ Blue Bloods 7x05 ♪
For the Community
Original Air Date on October 21, 2016
♪ ♪
Crowd (chanting): Viva Garza!
Viva Garza! Viva Garza!
(sirens whooping)
Abetemarco: Now you get why Homeland Security didn't want to barge in?
Optics.
Yeah, well, apparently they're willing to wait her out, at least in the short term.
Well, apparently they've never met Coryna Garza.
She plays a long game.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What?
I don't think you want to walk in there past the news cameras.
Well, I didn't come down here to stand outside.
My buddy's running point on this.
Give me a minute.
I'll get you in through the back.
Crowd (chanting): Viva Garza! Viva Garza!
(speaks Spanish)
They don't have a right to evict you.
You have every right, as tenants...
Ms. Garza. Can we lose the posse?
(speaks Spanish)
Erin Reagan.
When was the last time we did business?
The clean water thing in Queens?
No, that was two times ago.
The last time was a protest in Jackson Heights.
The 30 days in prison you got me.
That's another brick in my house in heaven.
That is how I look at it.
This time, I'll get you a new kitchen for that house.
You incited the destruction of private property and took a swing at the owner, Ronald Tourneff.
You must be so disappointed Homeland Security is ruining your persecution.
It's a prosecution.
Not from were I sit.
And yes, they can get in line, which why I want to get you out of this church and back into the courtroom.
But first, where is your birth certificate?
Like I said, persecution.
No, the law of the land.
DHS seems to think you're illegal.
Whatever. It's not my problem.
It will be if you're deported.
Oh, they're deporting citizens now?
Not if you can prove you are one.
I left it in my other purse-- you know, the one I was carrying before I had to seek refuge in a church.
DHS is not gonna wait forever.
Fine, knock yourself out.
Go see my mom in Brooklyn.
She will be proud to show it to you.
But be warned: Lucinda's gonna talk your ear off.
Adriana's boyfriend, Eric Woodman, he's got a record-- aggravated as*ault.
Been out on probation three months.
Janko: There she is.
Told you she was intuitive. Adriana.
Eddie.
What are you doing here?
Hey, your dad's worried about you.
What the hell's going on?
Eric, go back inside.
I can handle this.
She's with me and we haven't done anything.
Adriana: I told you. Come on. Eric, are you aware that cohabitating with a minor violates the terms of your parole?
Come on, man.
You're 21. She's not. You want me to run down a list of the crimes you could be charged with?
(sighs)
Sorry, babe.
What?
We're history.
What?
Oh... man, I'm gonna miss this.
Eric?
It's almost worth going back to jail for.
Almost.
Can we give you a ride home?
I can walk.
Shouldn't you be in school?
All Romani are home-schooled.
Well, shouldn't you be at home in school?
What's the difference?
It's not like I'm gonna grow up to be a doctor.
Hey, shouldn't we go after her?
And do what?
I don't know. Arrest her?
For what?
Truancy.
It's over, Eddie. We did what we could.
Let's take the win and move on, okay?
(sighs)
I don't know where I have put her birth certificate.
If you just give me a little time, I'm sure I'll find it.
We actually don't have time.
Mrs. Garza, we need it now.
I hope it didn't get lost.
My mother lost mine, like, ten times when I was a kid.
Don't ask.
What hospital was Coryna born at?
We can call the Department of Health and ask for a reprint.
I don't remember.
I'm sorry.
Mrs. Garza, I understand if you're skeptical of me, but Coryna could be in a lot of trouble if you can't find it.
But I can understand if you can't find it.
Because it doesn't exist, does it?
At least not a real one.
Coryna was born in Colombia.
And you're not her real mother, are you?
No.
She's my cousin's daughter.
She brought her to the States when she was a baby, but she was deported when Coryna was, uh, one year-old.
And you pretended to be her mother so she could stay in the country.
All we wanted for her was a chance for a better life.
Are you telling me Coryna doesn't know?
No. We thought it was best not...
Abuela, I'm hungry.
Is that the way you ask?
This is Coryna's daughter Nadia.
Nadia, say hello to Ms. Reagan.
Hello.
Lucinda: And Mr.... What's your name?
Anthony's fine.
Uh, Mr. Anthony.
Why don't I go to the kitchen with you? I'm hungry, too.
You look like you're always hungry.
Lucinda: Aye, Nadia!
Kid speaks her mind.
Just like her mother.
The law is absolutely clear when it comes to citizenship.
Her first words were in English.
She's American.
Not without an actual U.S. birth certificate, she's not.
But if you send her away, what I go do?
What Nadia would do?
I'm sorry, but this is out of my hands.
It isn't.
It is.
You work for the justice system.
Criminal justice, to be exact.
So the crime Coryna did carries out a sentence of losing her daughter?
That's your justice?
I... I didn't say that.
Isn't that the outcome?
And why didn't the U.S. Marshals Service notify me sooner?
Couldn't take the risk of a leak.
I'll try not to get offended at that, but it's gonna be hard.
Erring on the side of caution.
Erring? You got that part right.
Vaughn: Look, the second we show presence, if we don't hit all targets simultaneously, we lose a percentage to the wind.
Can't take that chance.
Our TAC plan.
There is not enough time to prepare for an operation of this size.
We're prepped.
As is the U.S. Attorney for the Southern District.
He meant us, the NYPD.
I've highlighted the areas where I see you assisting.
Basic stuff, no big deal.
Any time I put my officers in harm's way, it's a big deal to me.
Of course, but...
Based on this TAC plan, you want us locking down streets, covering the rears of buildings, loading your prisoners into vans.
That's where we see you being most useful.
As mop-up?
If that's the way you want to look at it.
You got another way to look at it?
And if I decide the NYPD will sit this one out?
We'll proceed without you.
All due respect, Commissioner, I don't need your approval to carry out this raid.
I always know when someone says “all due respect” that the last thing I'm gonna get from them is the respect that's due.
(sighs)
Thank you for your time.
(sighs)
So, I've lived my entire life as a lie...
No.
...that I couldn't have known was a lie?
I-I understand this must be difficult to comprehend.
Really? You mean that my mom isn't really my mom?
And my real mom dumped me when I was one?
Yeah, “difficult to comprehend”.
That's one way to put it.
I'm sorry, uh, but the facts are...
(gasps) Nadia.
She was born here.
Which is a good thing but it's not everything.
You do me one solid?
(stammers)
Wow.
You bring me this news...
Look, we are not pals, remember?
I'm your persecutor.
Someone is trying to destroy my family, and I got to find out who the hell it is.
And I need your help.
Even if we find out who called DHS, what will it matter?
It doesn't change the fact that you're not a citizen.
You a smart lawyer, right?
You don't think it's a coincidence that one day I'm on the front lines fighting for the little guy, and then the next day they're trying to deport me?
So ask yourself, why now?
What's changed?
And what's the answer?
Tourneff? Who else but that slumlord?
Ronald Tourneff asked our office to drop the charges against you.
He didn't want the publicity.
For him to sic DHS on you, it would only bring him more unwanted publicity.
Who else?
You got an ex-husband?
What does that have to do with anything?
Yes, I do.
It end well?
Not particularly.
You ever wake up in the middle of the night, and go...
I wonder if he's.... messing with me somewhere, somehow?
Just for kicks.
What's his name?
♪ ♪
Eddie.
What are you doing here?
Just checking in.
I'm, I'm fine.
Um, you really shouldn't be here.
Why not?
I have a client coming.
Well, I'm a client.
What do you say we do a little makeup session?
Besides, you did stand me up the other day.
Okay, fine.
(sighs)
Are you still looking for Mr. Right?
Let's talk about something else.
I want you to find a friend of mine.
A young woman with an amazing gift.
I'm concerned she's in some kind of trouble.
Eddie... Can you locate her for me?
Because I may not be good at reading minds, but I'm pretty good at knowing when someone needs help.
Man: Adriana, are you down there?
I'm sorry. I can't find this friend for you.
What is it, your father?
You have to go.
Man: Adriana, the door's locked.
Adriana: I'll be right there, Papa.
You have to go now.
Mr. Hatcher.
“Hatcher”?
Do you understand? Mr. Hatcher?
What's Hatcher?
(paper rustling)
You have to get out of here.
But--
Go.
Man: Adriana. Adriana!
Boss, I just want to say, before we're headed off to the Marshal's office, just for the record...
You see anyone taking notes?
I think he should be coming to us.
Why?
Out of respect.
I mean, he wants us to do mop-up, at least he should ask for it in our house.
He already did.
No, he didn't ask. He told.
Oh, you don't like his manner.
Nah, he's like a dachshund, who thinks he's a Rottweiler.
And as for assistance, if it were me, I would give him a couple of flashlights and a can of pepper spray.
Well, it's not you, it's me.
Well, sometimes I think you're too accommodating.
Nah.
Sometimes, boss.
Well, at least Vaughn acts his job.
What does that mean?
He is what he does.
He doesn't put lipstick and perfume on it.
He doesn't use all those warm-glass-of-milk words.
I thought old school had become a bad thing.
I think the pendulum has swung too far sometimes.
A guy like Vaughn says he wants to try community outreach, it means he wants to reach out and grab the community by the throat.
(door opens)
Sir?
What? Okay.
And now that's a good thing?
Well, not in everyone, but in law enforcement, in a command position... it might rub people the wrong way, but some people need to be rubbed the wrong way.
Abetemarco: Got to be in it to win it, right?
That's right, pal.
I'm one scratch away from winner!
Did you know that Coryna was not a legal citizen?
Hey... that face, that body?
I didn't exactly ask.
(laughs)
Would you like me to make a few phone calls on the outstanding warrants you have?
It should make for a very busy afternoon.
Yeah, I knew.
One night Lucinda got a few drinks in her, this was when I was considered a catch by the two of them, and she confided Coryna wasn't her kid, wasn't born here.
Uh, she thought I should be in on it, being I was family now and all.
So you saw an opportunity for yourself, and you betrayed her confidence.
I kept the secret.
Until you could profit from it.
W-What are you talking about?
You called Homeland Security on Coryna.
No. It wasn't me.
If you stand to gain in any way from the information you provided to Homeland Security, you can be prosecuted.
You think I'm trying to get money out of Coryna?
No, not money.
Something more valuable.
(scoffs) Like what?
Custody of your daughter.
(snorts, chuckles)
Lady, you got this all wrong.
I don't want custody.
Give me a break. What father doesn't want custody?
In this case, the one who loves his kid.
Now, you've spent a couple of minutes with me.
Would you want me to have custody of your kid?
Put it like that...
(laughs) Exactly, and I've spent a lot of years with me.
Believe me, I made the right choice.
Say I buy a car from you, and later that night I get stopped for a broken taillight.
I couldn't have known there was a broken taillight.
You should've done a walk-around.
A what?
Eh, when I handed over the title and the keys, you should've checked that all the lights were working.
Can you for once be slightly less linear?
I could try.
Let's say we get the aunt and the ex and--
I don't know, there should be other people involved in this-- to swear that there's no way that Coryna knew she was illegal.
So there was no path to becoming a citizen 'cause she had no idea that she wasn't one. (phone ringing)
She couldn't have done a walk-around.
She didn't know she was looking for anything.
Exactly.
Hello?
(chanting “Free Coryna!”)
Yeah. I understand, but just hear me out for a second...
I understand, sir.
Copy that.
What?
Egan.
Bad?
“No way, no how,” quote, “are you to pursue this Coryna Garza situation any further.”
Or?
My resignation, his desk.
What are you gonna do?
Only thing I can do.
Walk away.
Crowd (chanting): Free Coryna! Free Coryna!
Free Coryna! Free...
I really appreciate you coming down here, Mr. Polk.
This will only take a minute.
Of course, of course.
After what you did for me, Officer, I'm-I'm happy to help.
Well, my partner and I got in a little hot water with our sergeant. He thought we were playing hooky when we were looking for Adriana.
Right this way.
Well, let's go straighten him out.
Is this an interrogation room?
Looks like one of those I've seen on TV.
Yeah, sorry about that.
All the conference rooms are being repainted.
Long overdue, but still. Take a seat.
(grunts) What can I do for you?
We were hoping you could write a statement.
Sure. Saying what?
That you conned Bill Hatcher out of 50 grand.
What the hell is this?
We have pretty good evidence that says that you used Adriana, a minor, as a shill to line your pockets.
Nobody forced him. Is he saying otherwise?
You conned him into believing you could contact his dead wife.
Me? No.
Not me. I didn't do anything.
It was Adriana.
Janko: You expect me to believe that Adriana scammed him all on her own?
I told her not to do it.
I told her that's not what we're about.
But you know these kids today.
They want things, phones, cars.
I'll bet that boyfriend of hers pushed her into keep doing it.
Adriana, why don't I take you somewhere you can...
Did you just hear what he said?
Yes. I'm sorry... I want to talk to him.
I don't think that's a good idea.
I can't let him get away with that.
Adriana...
I can't believe you would do this to me, Papa.
What is she doing here?
I saw you!
You were gonna blame me for your whole scam?
Don't talk to me like that!
Sit down, Mr. Polk.
How could you, Papa?
I didn't mean to, honey. I'm sorry.
You're not sorry. The only thing that you're sorry for is that you got caught.
I got it. I'll stay here.
Adriana, wait.
Eddie, I'm sorry.
It's fine, it's just... I shouldn't have come in like that.
Is Mr. Hatcher going to press charges?
He wants us to keep him out of it to save him from the embarrassment.
But if you're willing to testify against your father...
No, no, I can't.
Why not? You saw what he did.
He just threw you under the bus.
I'm sorry, Eddie, I...
He's family.
I have to go.
♪ ♪
This badge-- can I use it for, like, an out if I get in trouble with the law?
Oh, no. You don't get in trouble with the law.
You're a smart kid, a good kid.
That's why you made deputy-for-a-day.
Maybe when you grow up, you'll join the department, get yourself a real badge.
Maybe I do.
Captain, Commissioner Reagan is here.
Oh, as you were, please.
I used to wear one of those.
Oh. This is just a toy badge.
I'm not a real cop.
Fooled me.
Commissioner Reagan, this is our deputy-for-a-day, Tone Lane.
Nice to meet you, Tone.
You, too.
Oh, so you're, like, the boss of him, right?
Like that, yeah.
He's a good guy.
You could take it from me.
(chuckles softly)
Tone, could, uh, you do two things for me?
Sure.
Could you excuse us a minute, and would you come back and see me when you turn 18?
The operation's a go.
We will provide logistical and tactical support.
And by “we,” I mean you.
Yes, sir.
I see you have questions.
Did you share my concerns about the larger community?
I did, but if you want to show the community you're with them, you need to be out front in this, not hiding behind the blinds.
And the U.S. Marshals agreed to that?
I saw to it they did.
The NYPD will be the public face of this operation.
So, we went from assisting an operation to leading?
Look, I don't particularly like the guy personally, but professionally, he knows what his job is, and he knows how to get the job done.
Do you know what your job is?
At its core?
Yes.
It's not about social services.
It's not about community outreach.
It's not about turning this precinct into a shining city on a hill.
At its core, it is about taking criminals off the streets.
The rest is just icing.
That's the cake.
And your good numbers are not the result of good feelings, they are the result of good collars.
A lot of them.
That is all.
I need some advice.
Add some bacon.
Bacon makes everything better.
Work advice.
You want work advice from me?
Don't get used to it.
Let me guess.
It's about the Coryna Garza case, isn't it? You knew about that?
Yeah.
Okay, sh**t.
Let's say you have a perp or a witness and you're questioning him, and he is... honest to a fault.
What goes through your mind?
Okay, what do you mean by “honest to a fault”?
That they're painting themselves in the most pathetic light, as if that shows how truthful they're being.
Could be that this person is so nervous about being in the hot seat that they're willing to spill the beans about anything and everything.
Okay. Or?
Or... could be like the guy in the pool hall who goes out of his way to let you see how bad of a pool player he is, and the next thing you know you're in a game with him, and boom, bap, zing, you're out of 20 bucks.
Truth is a hustle.
Everything is a hustle.
The key is to not be the sucker born every minute.
The term “grifter” is a combination of “gypsy” and “drifter”" meaning a con artist.
So it's like a, uh, a mash-up Yeah, right.
I don't think the gypsy part's right, Pop.
Sure it is. Just 'cause we can't say “gypsy” anymore doesn't mean...
What are you supposed to call them?
Romani. Doesn't mean that the word doesn't come from “gypsy” and “drifter.”
Actually, the term is a combination of “drifter” and “grafter,”
“graft” being an old word for all sorts of corruption.
Well, that's not what it comes from where I come from.
The sage of Bay Ridge has spoken.
Thank you.
Graft usually refers to political corruption.
Not in England, where the term originated.
Mm, mm, mm.
So is a grifter usually a lowlife?
Not at all. When I first came on the job, the best grift I ever saw was by a bunch of prep school kids on the Upper East Side.
Ah, the Greek Diner scam.
Mm-hmm. That was pretty clever.
Yeah. See, what they would do is they would go into a diner, they'd sit down, and they'd order shakes and burgers and fries, and then they'd get the check.
But then they'd go to the counter and order coffee and get a second check for that.
Linda: And then they would take that to the cashier, who was at the front, pay the check for the coffee, Mm-hmm. and walk away from the whole meal for, like, 75 cents.
Sounds like you admire it.
Yeah, I always thought it was pretty clever.
Except to the owner of the diner.
I know.
My economics professor says that the entire advertising and marketing industry is a grift.
He says it boils down to selling people things they don't really need at a price that they can't afford.
You transfer to Karl Marx College?
The truth is there's a little grift involved in every successful endeavor.
Except the law.
Oh, yeah, right.
It's true-- there's always an opposing lawyer to keep you honest.
Oh, you heard it here first-- no lawyer ever pulled a fast one.
What about cops?
Cops have grifts.
Loosely speaking.
Like?
Well, like, uh, when someone's arrested, everybody thinks that they're entitled to one phone call-- it's actually three.
So you don't tell anybody?
No.
You do tell 'em... and then you play good cop and you say, “Hey, I feel your pain-- make five or six if you feel like it”.
How's that a grift?
The cop writes down the name and the number, he makes the phone call, he turns the phone over when the other person's on the line.
And?
And?
The cop now has a name and best number for five or six of the perp's nearest and dearest.
The cop likes that perp for another crime down the line... he already has a Rolodex for him.
What's a Rolodex?
(Danny whistles)
Wow.
(Henry chuckles)
Henry: Oh, boy.
Anyway, I'm not saying be dishonest, boys, but you got to play the game, otherwise you get eaten alive.
Pass the potatoes.
Thank you.
Good morning.
(sighs)
Was up to now.
Homeland Security's gonna arrest Coryna within the hour.
And, uh, you want me to pull some strings?
No, I want you to tell me the truth.
I did.
I never asked for custody of my daughter.
Don't want it.
And I believe you.
Then what?
Bears repeating, what I said the other day.
If you stand to profit in any way from the information you provided to DHS in regards to Coryna's immigration status, I can charge you with hindering prosecution of my office's charges against her.
And I will.
(sighs)
Day's gone from bad to worse, and it's barely 10:00.
(exhales)
Right after Coryna got arrested, couple of his guys came and found me here in the bar.
Ronald Tourneff's guys?
They were looking for dirt on her.
I said I didn't have any.
They showed me 50 grand in one of them reusable supermarket bags.
That's a lot of money.
It's a lot of money to you-- imagine what it is to me.
It's enough to guarantee your daughter loses her mother.
Not exactly my train of thought.
It is now, like it or not.
You have it? They said it was mine the moment DHS got Coryna in custody.
The exact moment Nadia's world goes dark.
You're a real treat, you know that?
Isn't it done?
Not if you change course.
To what?
Testify on Coryna's behalf.
Swear that she had no way of knowing she was illegal, that you were in fact part of the conspiracy to keep that information from her.
Can I go to jail for that, too?
No.
It'll be a brick in your house in heaven.
(exhales, chuckles)
Can I call the judge?
Can I tell him you're gonna do the right thing?
♪ ♪
Lunch?
Sure.
It was in his left ear.
It was, wasn't it?
Want to go back and say hello?
No.
I'm done with all that.
No more consulting somebody else's intuition.
Besides... I'm not the pirate type, you know?
Wait.
Eddie, not another psychic.
Janko: Does that look like...
It's Adriana.
Eddie, wait.
Your love line is very long.
Adriana?
There's no one named Adriana working here.
Man (calls): Leonora?
Does your guest want tea as well?
Leonora?
No, Papa. Just for me.
Papa? Wait, I thought that...
Man: Oh.
Hello. I'm Johnny Lovell.
And who might I have the pleasure of being introduced?
Um, uh, we're... We were just taking a look.
Johnny: Would you like a reading? Have a seat.
I'll get some tea.
Maybe next time.
But, wait... We got run. Come on.
We hope to see you soon.
What was that?
She's like a whole other person.
From Adriana to Leonora in one haircut.
And that guy!
Johnny Lovell?
He said he was her papa.
Guessing that's a loose term in their culture.
I thought it meant “father” or “grandfather”.
I... I'm guessing it's a nickname for “my boss.”
(laughs) I seriously have no idea what just happened.
She used the scam with Hatcher to get away from Nick.
And I'm guessing she gets to keep a bigger cut of what she earns with Papa Johnny than she did with Papa Nick.
Then why would she include the cops?
I think she needed a big shakedown in her world to get away from Nick.
It was all a con.
Yeah, I think so.
What are we gonna do? Could we arrest her?
For what? Hatcher still won't testify.
What are we gonna arrest her for?
It's just... doesn't seem right.
(groans loudly)
What is it? Are you okay?
I'm seeing the future.
You're buying lunch.
Not funny.
My favorite sushi place is on 3rd.
No.
I'm so hungry.
It's not funny, Jamie.
(Jamie chuckles)
♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter)
Man: Wait, hold up, man!
Get your hands off me!
Get away...
Tell me what I do, man?
What I do?!
(indistinct chatter)
Status.
We're missing three targets, but we're still doing verticals and rooftops.
Otherwise, home run.
I understand there were casualties.
All civilian.
All criminals.
Pending trial.
(quietly): This guy.
One DOA at the scene; the rest on the way to the hospital.
How many you got in custody?
40 and counting.
For a dozen targets?
The way we fish? Catch and release.
They're not fish. It's a figure of speech.
They are citizens of this neighborhood.
Yeah, nice neighborhood you got here.
Dispatcher: We have officers in pursuit of a male black fleeing west on the 300 block of Danvers wearing jeans and a gray hoodie.
Who's got sight on him?
Is he armed or unarmed?
Unknown at this time.
Let go!
Hey! Stop! Hey!
Move! I got to tell them something!
Stand down! I know him!
Tell 'em, man.
Stand down.
All right, let him through.
Come on. Let him through.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's all right. They got him.
They got my brother.
Wh-What do you mean “got”? They sh*t?
No, no. He got arrested.
But he didn't do nothing.
Just calm down. Talk to me.
Calm down?
They cuffed him.
He didn't do nothing.
Then he's gonna be out by lunch-- I don't want you worrying about this now, okay?
Come here, come here.
I'm gonna see to it personally.
See to what?!
They tackled him and they cuffed him!
You know what?
I don't want it anymore.
Wrong time, wrong place.
Shut up.
(exhales)
Another one in the lost column.
Yes, sir.
He doesn't have to stay there.
And how do I change that?
You already know how.
Start from scratch?
Yeah. That's the way most of our days begin.
♪ ♪
(sighs)
Judge Gavin.
I know him.
(chuckles): I'm sure you do.
He's on my side? No, but he's willing to review your status in light of recent... revelations.
What does that mean?
It means with your aunt and your ex and anyone else that you can find to testify, he might find a path to citizenship for you.
“Might”?
Yes.
“Might”.
It's your one sh*t.
So let me be clear-- when we walk out of this church, it's up to you to prove that you really were unknowingly illegal.
I understand.
Now, I made a deal with my boss.
If you do work it out with DHS, I'm gonna haul you back into court and prosecute you to the full extent of the law for felony criminal mischief and inciting to riot.
I'm looking forward to it.
Shall we?
Hands behind your back.
(handcuffs clicking)
(indistinct chatter)
(crowd jeering)
It's okay. It's okay!
It's okay!
You have kept up the fight, and it is working.
Thank you for having my back.
Gracias mi gente.
(lively chatter)
Keep up the fight!
I love you, too!
(lively chatter continues)
(Coryna speaking indistinctly)
You, too!
Don't give up!
I'll see you again! I'll see you again!
(crowd chanting indistinctly)