08x19 - Risk Management
Posted: 09/05/20 07:12
So you'll get a ride home from your buddy after school?
Probably gonna end up taking the bus.
Mr.
Brentmiller wants to meet with me about something.
Why?
What'd you do wrong now?
Nothing.
- You must have done something wrong.
You got called down to the principal's office.
It's for some dumb essay Mom made me write last spring.
- Put bad words in it?
- No.
- Did you write something dirty?
- No.
God.
Well, what'd you do wrong in the essay?
You got called down to the office about it.
I actually won.
Well, that's great.
- No, it's not.
- Why not?
Because now, Mr.
Brentmiller wants me to go to some ceremony, and I just don't want to go.
Well, that's your choice, but not for nothing, if it was up to me...
Yeah, I'm actually gonna pass.
Okay.
Don't go.
(sighs) $220,000.
Well, their position is, we got off cheap.
Though our detective did nothing wrong.
- Which makes this highway robbery.
- I'm not sure that crime's on the books anymore.
You check?
- 'Cause it ought to be...
or extortion.
- I'll check.
Look, this was due process, okay?
The corporation counsel's office claims the CCRB found enough evidence of excessive force to justify a settlement.
The mutt claims he was thrown down the stairs, when in fact, he was being chased for selling dr*gs and fell down those stairs.
CCRB didn't see it that way.
They chose not to.
I'm not privy to that process.
I know of no actual policy to roll over on this kind of lawsuit.
Not actual, more like unspoken.
They're scared of big dollar judgments and the bad press that comes with them.
They'd rather just fold at lower numbers.
Who they're folding on?
Our cops.
Sid, maybe just once, you could take off those blue colored glasses.
Ah, come on, Garrett, Sid's right.
It looks like we're paying off these perps to avoid a hearing in open court.
- Thank you.
FRANK: And factoring lawsuits into split-second decisions doesn't make for safer cops.
So what do you want to do?
Not that I'm sure there's anything you can do.
- Push back.
- On who?
The mayor?
Oh, somehow I don't think the mayor's engaged on this issue.
How do you know?
I just know.
GORMLEY: Then who?
Kelly Peterson.
What do we got?
This is Mrs.
Cardinelli.
Says her neighbors' 13-year-old daughter's gone missing.
Her name is Emily Bennett.
I look in on her when her parents are at work.
You have a key to the Bennett's apartment, ma'am?
Yes.
Diane and Ryan leave for work at around 8:00.
When I looked in on Emily at around 10:00, she wasn't here.
She's 13 years old-- how come she's not in school today?
She just had surgery.
What kind of surgery?
A heart transplant.
- Oh.
- Mr.
and Mrs.
Bennett?
We left as soon as we got Norma's call.
Thank you.
Would you wait outside with the officer, please, ma'am?
Emily had congestive heart failure.
She received a donor heart ten days ago.
Is it possible she just went for a walk or something?
She's not strong enough for that yet.
Shouldn't she be in the hospital?
In a sane world, yes.
E-Emily's on a strict regimen of medication and bed rest.
Unfortunately, our insurance won't cover that, or a rehab hospital, but the doctors said it was okay if she recovered here, so long as she stays on her anti-rejection meds.
All right.
Uh, don't touch anything, sir, please.
She didn't take her pills this morning.
And she didn't take any pills with her.
Oh, my God.
What happens if she doesn't take her pills?
Once Emily's off her meds, her body will start rejecting the donor heart.
DIANE: After 72 hours, the rejection becomes irreversible.
And sh-she could die.
- It's okay.
No, she's gonna be okay.
- (crying): No, no, no, no.
- She's gonna be okay.
- No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
She's gonna be okay.
(shushing) It's okay.
It's okay.
No, no.
You're gonna be okay.
I'm just saying, it's kind of boring.
Baseball is boring?
Seriously?
Yeah.
The games are, like, nine hours long, and nothing actually happens.
Baseball's a metaphor for life, Eddie.
Yeah, and I'm not gonna spend mine watching a bunch of grown men in pajamas coming up with new and exciting ways to scratch their...
(woman screams) - Hey!
Hey!
- Whoa.
Hey!
There's a car seat in that car, Jamie.
Was there a kid in it?!
I don't know.
I'm not sure.
(engine starts) (siren wailing) (car horn honks) Police!
Don't move!
Don't move!
Let me see your hands!
- Let me see your hands!
- Put your hands where I can see 'em!
Don't move!
Put your hands where I can see 'em!
Don't move.
There's no kid, Jamie, there's no kid.
What?
There's no kid.
(handcuffs tighten) Hey, there's a g*n on the seat.
Get his g*n.
I got it.
I got it.
(people shouting) Get back!
Everybody stay back!
- Are you okay?
You okay?
- My-my...
My son.
My s-son.
My...
All right.
Stay put.
Stay put.
Eddie!
Put your phone down.
Put your phone down.
Everyone, back up!
Hey.
Hey, hey, bud.
You okay?
You okay in there?
(indistinct chatter) Okay.
Eddie.
Central, 12-David, I need a bus to this location.
Motor vehicle accident.
I got one adult semi-conscious, and a youth approximately seven years of age unconscious at this time.
Put a rush on it.
♪ Blue Bloods 8x19 ♪ Risk Management Original Air Date on April 13, 201 == sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man ♪ ♪ What did the doctor say?
Too early to tell-- they're calling in a neurosurgeon.
This is not good.
MAN: Andrew!
Andrew?
Where's my son?
They're taking him into surgery.
Is-is he gonna be okay?
This is one of the best trauma hospitals in the city.
This isn't your fault, Mr. Price.
You're right.
It's your fault.
If you hadn't been chasing that guy, he never would have plowed into us.
We never meant for anything like this to happen.
But it did happen!
He's right.
This is on us.
Eddie, this was an accident.
The department has a policy against high-speed chases for exactly this reason.
Hey.
Given the same circumstances, would you have done anything different?
(sighs) No.
Me neither.
Then why do I feel like we screwed up?
Hello, Frank.
Thanks for coming, Kelly.
Sorry I'm late.
Oh, you remembered.
Yes.
Can't you do anything about that midtown traffic?
Well, I believe that congestion pricing falls in your purview more than mine.
Well, the signs say a $150 fine and two points on your license for blocking the intersection, but how many of those tickets do you actually give out?
Clearly, not enough.
Let's talk about the settlements.
So, the mayor kicked this over to the corporation counsel.
Yes, this particular buck stops with me.
Our law department has to weigh payout versus potential exposure on a case-by-case basis.
I appreciate that.
And I appreciate that our policy of settling lawsuits against the NYPD is...
irritating to you.
Irritating doesn't begin to describe it.
Pick your own adjective.
Infuriating, confounding, asinine.
My cops are not perfect.
When they screw up, people get hurt, and the victims are entitled to compensation.
Yes, they are.
But handing out big money just to make the matter go away...
It doesn't go away.
It gets resolved the way most disputes do.
Nobody gets everything they want.
Some perps do.
It's free money.
Well, it's nickels on the dollar.
They're still free nickels.
(sighs) You make a point.
But this isn't a debate, it's a math class.
And the right answer is based solely on a correct reading of the numbers.
We're talking about lives and reputations here, not numbers.
But fighting lawsuits against cops, when the public is focused on excessive force by the NYPD, is financially risky.
Maybe the public is focused on it because you keep validating bogus claims.
- Oh, come on.
- No.
It contributes to a false narrative.
I run the stats with the comptroller.
Avoiding litigation is very often the most cost-effective course of action.
So, cost-effective equals right and just?
Since when?
Okay...
The 220 paid out in the Staten Island case, maybe ten people took notice.
But say that case went to trial, and the jury awarded the $2.2 million.
You and your cop have got the front page.
That's some wicked spin right there.
I broke a cardinal rule of mine today.
I usually eat before one of our lunches because we so rarely make it to the soup course.
I'm very hungry.
(sighs) Any sign of Emily?
We checked surveillance footage from three cameras with an angle on your front door.
No sign of Emily leaving this morning.
We put out an AMBER Alert, and every cop in the city is looking for her.
Given Emily's health condition, she would have had to have had help to get out of here, right?
Do you have any idea who would have helped her?
No.
Of course not.
We got an emergency dump on Emily's cell phone.
Lists an 87-minute call last night.
Yeah, the number came back to an Evan Scott.
You know who he is?
That's Emily's boyfriend.
Emily's boyfriend?
Why the hell are we just hearing about him now?
We've tried to convince her to end the relationship.
How did Emily feel about that?
She's a 13-year-old girl in love for the first time.
Do we have a picture of this Evan Scott kid?
Uh...
That's him.
Wait, I've seen this kid on the surveillance footage.
- What?
- He was here this morning.
DANNY: Let's get this picture out to patrol.
Um, these two go to the same school?
- Yes.
- Okay.
We'll find him.
We'll keep you updated.
You wanted to see us, boss?
Close the door.
Collisions Investigation Squad has done a preliminary investigation in the accident you caused.
Uh, all due respect, we didn't exactly cause it.
We were pursuing a possible kidnapping suspect.
And a kid was seriously injured in a high-speed pursuit you initiated.
Who's responsible?
What did CIS say, boss?
The forensics indicate the perp was traveling 60 miles an hour in a densely populated area.
Which means you were doing the same.
Like Officer Janko stated, we believed that there was a kid in the stolen car.
But there wasn't.
And now a young boy is in the hospital, and the department could face a major lawsuit.
(sighs) Pending the final results of the investigation, you both are suspended for 30 days.
That's all.
This way.
You guys gonna tell me what I did wrong?
When's the last time you saw Emily Bennett?
- She wasn't in school today.
- That's not what he asked you.
No, it isn't.
Sit down.
Uh, I don't know.
Maybe a couple of days ago?
That's funny, 'cause we got you on video standing outside her apartment this morning, Romeo.
Yeah, yeah, okay, I stopped by.
So why did you lie?
Emily's parents don't want us seeing each other.
But you went over there anyway.
She was lonely, okay?
She asked me to come over.
Okay, so where's Emily now?
What are you talking about?
She's at home.
Look, we get that you care about Emily, but we need you to tell us where she is.
Uh, are you saying she's not at her apartment?
She disappeared a few hours ago.
And if you know anything about it, now's the time to come clean.
This is all my fault.
What are you talking about?
If-if I had stayed with her this morning, she'd still be safe at home.
Hey.
Hey, Dad.
Want some eggs?
No time.
Sorry, guys.
I only got time for a shower.
I got to get back out.
- You find that girl yet?
- Not yet.
Hey.
Did you hear?
Your brother's a famous writer now.
(chuckles) It's really not that big of a deal.
Actually, it kind of is.
I googled it.
Over 900 entries across the city.
Over 900 entries across the city.
You hear that?
You're a rock star.
Dad...
- It's true.
- I never won anything like that.
I'm supposed to be the smart one.
Yeah.
Supposed to be.
You should really go to the ceremony.
No way.
What do you mean, no way?
- Mom would've wanted you to.
Yeah.
That's exactly my point.
What's that supposed to mean?
If I go, she's all I'm gonna be thinking about.
I'm gonna start crying and look like a huge jerk in front of everybody.
What's wrong with that?
I am not going.
Sean.
The boss was way out of line.
Look at it from her perspective.
I am.
Suspending us is an easy way to cover her ass on a civilian injury.
Guess she had to do something.
Well, how 'bout standing up for her officers?
Now we're taking a hit on an accident that wasn't our fault.
There's nothing we can do about it.
Actually, there is.
We can fight the charges in the trial room.
That sounds like a su1c1de mission.
Eddie, cops fight the charges in the trial room all the time.
I'm not looking to damage my career over this.
Trust me, a month-long suspension that makes it look like we're the ones that screwed up will do a lot more damage.
Unless we fight back.
Hey.
Hey.
CSU find anything at the apartment?
No blood, no prints other than the Bennetts, Evan, and the neighbor.
No surprise.
And the boyfriend's clean.
There's no ransom demands.
This girl's been missing over 24 hours, and we got nothing.
We're missing something.
Maybe we should re-canvass the neighborhood.
We don't have time for that, but there is one place we need to take a hard look.
- Where?
- The parents.
What?
They both have clean records, Danny.
No, everyone we talked to says they're loving parents.
Okay, but they're loving parents who are under a tremendous amount of pressure with a sick kid.
No, I think you're reaching.
Oh.
If you have any other ideas, I'm all ears.
Otherwise, you take the mom and I'll take the dad.
Hey, Commissioner.
Detective.
Gramps.
What brings you down here?
The boys told me you were working round the clock, so I brought you a roast beef sandwich.
Thank you.
You shouldn't have.
Jack told me about this contest that Sean won.
Yeah.
I'm proud of him.
I'm gonna get back to work, Gramps.
Too bad he's not going to the ceremony.
So it wasn't the sandwich that actually brought you down here.
He should go.
It's important.
I know.
But the kid doesn't want to bawl in public.
And, you know what, I get it.
Linda wouldn't.
Linda was always better with the emotional stuff than me, Gramps.
I wouldn't even know what to say to the kid.
Maybe it's time you figured it out.
GORMLEY: Boss, there's no dirt on him.
Detective Wallace is a twice-decorated Narcotics detective.
- The skel, on the other hand...
- The plaintiff?
Okay, okay, the 13 collars and five convictions for selling dr*gs plaintiff, who spent three of the last six years in prison, is maybe less than reliable, truth-wise.
So, we're either feeding and housing him in prison, or handing him a big bag of cash when he gets out.
Is this a great country or what?
Yeah, for him.
Gee, guys, why don't I go saddle up the horses?
Anybody see this guy fall down the stairs?
Just Detective Wallace.
Said the guy tripped over his own feet fleeing down a staircase, wearing his high-tops all big and loose.
Perp says Wallace pushed him.
Civilian Complaint Review Board believed him.
End of story.
Well, what if it's the wrong end to the story?
What are you gonna do, form a Police Complaint Review Board?
Good luck with that.
I was a cop for a long time.
I've seen every scam, every wiggle, every dodge ever invented.
I should be numb to it, but, in this case, it's the principle of the thing.
Wow, I can't remember the last time I heard that one used sincerely.
Well, I mean it.
This ain't right.
City Hall, the corporate counsel, and CCRB say it is.
And my bag of tricks doesn't have one that makes them all wrong and us right.
What about the plaintiff's lawyer?
What do we got?
Melvin Rask, a solo practitioner.
Office on Queens Boulevard.
Now, we're stepping over the line just a bit.
See if he's a saint.
Hey, look, um, she's got to take medication, okay...
Sorry.
That's some pretty dangerous company you're keeping.
Detective Reagan.
Where's your friend going?
Uh, it's complicated.
You're making a drop-off to Tommy Flynn, who, last I checked, was bagman for Freddie Shea.
Look, I-I really got to go.
You're not going anywhere.
What are you doing hanging out with these criminals?
Hmm?
I-I really don't have anything to say.
Well, you better think of something to say, and you better make sure it's the truth.
Let's go before you get us both k*lled.
I don't know what the hell game you two are running, but it ends now.
You don't, you don't understand...
Yeah, I understand.
I understand that you two know more about your daughter's disappearance than you're telling us, and you've both been running us in circles from the beginning.
- That's not true.
- Really?
Then why the hell'd you throw your daughter's boyfriend under the bus?
Look, we want Emily back more than anything in the world.
Then be straight with us.
We can't.
You can't because you're paying off a local thug, who, among other things, is in the m*rder-for-hire business.
Hold on.
Are-are you accusing us of hiring him to k*ll our own daughter?
- Did you?
- Absolutely not!
Then, you're gonna have to convince the D.A.
of that.
'Cause I sure as hell don't believe you.
The truth is our insurance won't cover...
Yeah, you told us that story already.
The thing is, even with the insurance, the surgery wiped out our savings.
And now she needs, she needs dozens of expensive meds, she needs doctor visits, she needs...
Emily's life was on the line.
DANNY: Right.
So you two came up with the brilliant plan of hiring Freddie Shea to cut your losses and off your own daughter?
No!
We needed to borrow money!
We didn't, we didn't know where else to turn.
At first, it was okay.
But with the crazy interest that he charges, we just fell behind with the payments.
So Freddie snatched Emily till he gets his money.
Mm-hmm.
Why didn't you guys tell us from the beginning?
They said they would k*ll her if we...
cooperated with the police.
RYAN: We've been borrowing from friends, family to try to make...
make the payments to pay him off.
It's just...
it's not enough.
(exhales sharply) We'll get her back.
Are counsel prepared to proceed?
Yes, Your Honor.
- We are.
Ms.
Lloyd.
Your Honor, the evidence will show that the pursuit in question was completely justified and fell within department guidelines.
Though the record should reflect that Officer Reagan, as the driver, initiated the pursuit.
However, both officers agreed to their course of action.
Though Officer Reagan is the senior officer.
JUDGE: I'm confused.
The officers requested a joint hearing, and I understood they would share one defense.
Your Honor, may we have a moment to confer with counsel?
That sounds like a good idea.
What are you guys doing?
We agreed on a unified defense.
Says the commissioner's son.
What's that got to do with it?
When someone gets thrown under the bus here, you think it'll be Prince Charming or Princess Nobody?
No one's getting thrown under the bus.
Actually, you both could.
You two almost got an innocent kid k*lled.
The facts show we did nothing wrong.
Bottom line, you could lose your shields here.
It's every cop for himself.
Your Honor, my partner and I would like to discharge our counsel at this time and represent ourselves.
JUDGE: You know what they say about folks who represent themselves, Officer?
Feels like we got nothing to lose.
JUDGE: Is this your wish as well, Officer Janko?
Yes, sir.
Uh, Monday.
10:00 a.m.
FLYNN: She's really not looking good.
- I got it.
I got the money I owe you.
The ten you were short, plus another 50 'cause you screwed up.
$60,000?
You want to see your kid again?
Uh, yeah.
O-Okay, um...
Okay, uh, $60,000.
Um, uh...
(mouths) And you'll-you'll bring Emily with you?
I have your word?
The cash for the kid.
I'll let you know where and when.
You did good.
You did good.
We don't have $60,000.
We don't need it.
We'll give you a dummy bag.
When they show up with Emily, we swoop in.
Wait, isn't that risky?
You're gonna have to trust me, okay?
- Okay.
- Come on.
Isn't there someone else the parents could have borrowed the money from?
There was, but they used them up.
But a loan shark?
A loan shark's money is as green as the bank's is.
Yeah, but a person only goes that route when it's the only route left.
Is there such thing as a good loan shark?
Good?
Ethical.
There are legitimate outfits that will loan you money at loan shark rates.
The only thing is if you don't pay them back, they'll just repo your car or your house.
They won't abduct your child.
Yeah.
JAMIE: And it's a catch-22.
They don't want to loan to you if you're desperate, but you don't need to borrow from them if you're not desperate.
ERIN: We have to remember one thing here.
It's their kid.
I mean, they're her parents.
Meaning?
Meaning they'll do anything in the world for her.
Anything and everything.
To the ends of the earth.
I thought you two were on the same page about this, teaching us to do for ourselves.
Oh, well, then maybe you weren't paying attention.
Sure I was.
We always raised you to take care of your own business, yes, and accept that the world isn't fair and does not owe you strings of happy days.
But the moment you-- all of you-- came into our lives?
How'd you put it that day?
We made the choice to bring you into the world.
You didn't make the choice.
We did, so a bargain was struck that day that you owe us nothing and we owe you everything.
Within reason.
(chuckles) I got that part.
But you do owe us one thing, just like we owed our parents.
To take that bargain as seriously as we did.
Amen.
But it's fun, too, right?
Bringing kids into the world?
Oh, yeah, loads of fun.
Course.
(laughs) 'Cause you guys make it sound, like, so serious.
Come on, it was a blast.
Especially when they were little.
DANNY: Yeah, they're wonderful right up until around the age of 12.
ERIN: And then there's that stretch of eye-rolling and slamming of doors.
(laughs) And all the sarcasm you can eat.
Yeah, and then it comes back around to being a blast again, only a bigger blast.
It becomes...
...everything.
Hmm.
See ya, Dad.
You headed out?
Yeah, I'll be late.
Okay.
Be safe.
Always am.
You know, I've been giving some thought to this whole essay contest thing.
Do we have to talk about this?
Yeah, we do.
I know it's been tough on you since your mom's been gone and I can't give you the things she used to.
Just not wired that way.
Okay, you're doing fine.
I could do better, especially when it comes to the hard stuff, which is why I decided you're going to the contest.
- Dad.
- You're going.
Look, your mother entered you into this thing because she knows when you put your mind to something, you can do anything.
She saw something in you and she was right.
You get that award, it's not just gonna be for you.
It'll be for her, too.
So man up 'cause you're going.
(sighs) (car engine starts) POLICE TECH: Okay.
They're in position.
Nobody jump the g*n, okay?
I want Bennett and his daughter out of harm's way before anyone moves on Flynn.
OFFICER: Copy that, Reagan.
Wait for my signal.
We got eyes on the girl?
Is she in the car?
Can't get a clear image yet.
You got the cash?
Yeah.
I want, I want, I want to see my daughter first.
You don't call the sh*ts here.
I get the money, you get the girl.
I just need to know she's okay.
Come on, can we get eyes on the girl?
Anyone get eyes on the girl?!
OFFICER: Negative.
g*n.
Heads up, our guy's got a g*n.
Heads up.
Give me the bag.
We have to know if the girl's in the car.
Can you see her or not?
Now.
Negative.
She is not in the car.
Then we move.
Move in.
OFFICER: That's a go.
Move in.
(siren wailing) Put the g*n on the roof!
Hands on the glass!
Is she in there?
No.
DANNY: Where's the girl?
Hey!
I said where's the girl, jackass?
I don't know what you're talking about, Detective.
Gonna play stupid, huh?
Okay.
All right.
We'll do this the hard way.
Just tell us where to find Emily Bennett.
I'm just the money guy, okay?
I don't know where the girl is.
BAEZ: You're a lying sack of crap.
The girl dies, you and your boss are on the hook for m*rder.
Parents came to us.
They couldn't pay.
The kid got snatched.
That's on them.
BAEZ: They were desperate.
You took advantage of that.
Yeah?
Well, kind of goes with the job description.
BAEZ: Which includes letting an innocent girl die?
(sighs) Baez, give me a second alone with him.
(claps hands) So now what?
Is it bad cop time?
No.
That's the old me.
Yeah, I used to be a loose cannon.
But...
had to tone it down the last few years, you know.
Social media.
Smartphones.
Everyone's taking videos of everything.
It's not like you could actually go around sticking people's head in the toilet anymore, you know?
But every now and again, there is that one case where you kind of got to do what you got to do.
This actually happens to be one of those cases.
So, you're gonna tell me what I want to know or I'm gonna hurt you.
Okay, I want a lawyer now.
Wrong answer.
(gags) (loud clattering) Come here.
(gasping) There's a sick little girl out there, so I'm gonna give you ten seconds to tell me where she is or I'm gonna break your arm.
(groaning) Ten...
(screams) ...nine...
(Flynn screaming) ...eight...
All right!
All right!
All right!
What's that?
Okay, man!
Okay!
Thanks for your cooperation.
According to the charges, your pursuit created a hazardous situation.
All due respect, the carjacker created it.
We tried to remedy it.
Mm.
And your remedy put a young boy in the hospital.
Yes, sir.
(sighs) Patrol guide clearly discourages high-speed chases.
But it doesn't forbid them, Your Honor.
Officer Reagan, now I warned you.
Competent counsel is essential to your defense.
If you'll hear me out, Judge.
When my partner called in the pursuit, our supervisor at Communications could've ordered us to terminate it.
But no such order was ever issued, indicating command approval of our actions.
Go on.
The CSI report states that our actions were not directly responsible for the collision.
Yeah, but if you weren't chasing the suspect...
There would've been no crash?
The suspect left the scene of the crime at a high rate of speed, driving erratically.
He could've easily caused a crash on his own or when being pursued by other officers.
Fair point.
The patrol guide doesn't strictly forbid high-speed chases because while they may be dangerous, they are sometimes necessary to save lives.
(clicks tongue, sighs) It's a difficult judgment to make.
Yes, sir, and they have to be made in a split second.
That's what we get paid to do.
Officer Janko and I knew that there could be consequences if we initiated a pursuit.
But with a child's life possibly at risk, we felt we had to act.
At the Academy, we learned that good decisions sometimes have bad results.
It comes with the uniform.
We stand by the decision that we made.
Go!
Go!
Two went this way, two of you.
(g*nf*re) OFFICER: sh*ts fired!
sh*ts fired!
Reagan, you hit?
No!
I can't get...
Perp down!
Perp down!
Clear.
Go!
Go!
Go!
Secure the g*n.
OFFICER: w*apon secured!
Go.
Check that way.
Someone up top.
Go on in.
On me.
Clear!
Emily?
Emily?!
Emily, if you're in there, it's the police.
Hang on.
Hang on!
Emily.
Please don't hurt me.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm Detective Reagan.
Okay, I'm here to help you.
Where are my parents?
Your parents have been very worried about you.
They're at the hospital.
They're waiting for me to bring you to them right now, okay?
Can you walk?
I don't think so.
Okay.
Well, can, can I carry you?
Is it okay if I pick you up?
Yeah.
Okay.
I'll keep this blanket on you, keep you nice and warm.
You're-you're good.
Thanks for saving me.
Oh, of course.
Tell you what.
You get all better, we're even.
Deal?
Deal.
Good.
Mr.
Price?
We don't mean to intrude.
The doctors told us that Andrew's gonna be okay.
Yeah.
He'll be laid up for a while, but there shouldn't be any permanent damage.
That's a relief.
We know that you blame us for what happened.
We just wanted to come by again and say how sorry we are.
JANKO: We never meant for Andrew or anyone else to get hurt.
Truth is...
I should be the one apologizing.
You've got every right to be angry.
Yeah, well...
I've had some time to think about it, and, uh, if I was the one who'd been carjacked, and Andrew was in that back seat, I sure as hell would have wanted cops like you to get my little boy back.
(sighs heavily) You're sure?
GORMLEY: 100%.
The skel's lawyer is not a licensed attorney.
Not in this state, or any state.
How the hell does this happen?
GARRETT: Well, according to counsel, it happens more often than you'd think.
Well, once would be more often than I would think.
Well, apparently, it was so simple, it just fell through the cracks.
And took the reputation of a decorated detective with it.
You got anything in your bag of tricks for this?
Our lawyers are looking over the transcripts of the hearings as we speak.
This is like My Cousin Vinny, only not funny.
Well, in the movie, he actually had a license to practice, so it's much worse.
GARRETT: No.
Worse is, we're not sure if it voids the settlement.
Seriously?
I have the corporation counsel.
Well, put her on.
No.
Sir, she's here.
Oh.
Perfect.
Let's have her.
I'll need the room.
Yeah.
KELLY: Thank you.
Ma'am.
Lieutenant.
Madam Counsel.
Mr.
Moore.
(door closes) I gather you heard?
Sure did.
After our lunch, I personally reviewed the Staten Island case.
My assistant counsel did a shoddy job.
Even if Mr.
Rask were licensed, that case should never have been settled.
And why is that?
Uh...
myriad reasons.
Name one.
Which I'm not going into.
But the assistant who butchered the case is out of a job, and the D.A.'s office is charging Mr.
Rask with a felony.
Unless, of course, your office decides to settle.
Is that all you got?
No.
Allow me.
My office granted a six-figure settlement to an ersatz attorney.
This is completely on me.
Can't say as you wear it well.
Please don't gloat.
You're better than that.
No, I'm really not.
What do you want?
All cases against the NYPD will be evaluated on their merits, and not with some damn calculator.
You do know this is the mayor's policy?
I also know the mayor trusts and respects you, as she should.
Not today she shouldn't.
Look, when my cops cross the line, I expect them to pay for it.
But when they do their job well, I expect the city to back them up.
And with actually licensed attorneys.
I can live with that.
And please accept my apologies.
Madam Counsel.
Commissioner.
(sighs) As a former mayor of New York City, it was my great honor to judge this year's school-wide essay contest.
It was a difficult task, given all the outstanding entries.
But one piece stood out for its quality and passion.
The winner of the Mayor's Medal for his essay, "The Power of Family," Sean Reagan.
I'd like to dedicate this award to my family.
To my great-granddad, Henry, my grandfather, Frank...
...my Aunt Erin and Uncle Jamie, and Cousin Nicky.
Yeah, I guess my brother Jack, too.
(laughter) But most of all, to my mom, who couldn't be here.
And to my dad...
...who always is.
Probably gonna end up taking the bus.
Mr.
Brentmiller wants to meet with me about something.
Why?
What'd you do wrong now?
Nothing.
- You must have done something wrong.
You got called down to the principal's office.
It's for some dumb essay Mom made me write last spring.
- Put bad words in it?
- No.
- Did you write something dirty?
- No.
God.
Well, what'd you do wrong in the essay?
You got called down to the office about it.
I actually won.
Well, that's great.
- No, it's not.
- Why not?
Because now, Mr.
Brentmiller wants me to go to some ceremony, and I just don't want to go.
Well, that's your choice, but not for nothing, if it was up to me...
Yeah, I'm actually gonna pass.
Okay.
Don't go.
(sighs) $220,000.
Well, their position is, we got off cheap.
Though our detective did nothing wrong.
- Which makes this highway robbery.
- I'm not sure that crime's on the books anymore.
You check?
- 'Cause it ought to be...
or extortion.
- I'll check.
Look, this was due process, okay?
The corporation counsel's office claims the CCRB found enough evidence of excessive force to justify a settlement.
The mutt claims he was thrown down the stairs, when in fact, he was being chased for selling dr*gs and fell down those stairs.
CCRB didn't see it that way.
They chose not to.
I'm not privy to that process.
I know of no actual policy to roll over on this kind of lawsuit.
Not actual, more like unspoken.
They're scared of big dollar judgments and the bad press that comes with them.
They'd rather just fold at lower numbers.
Who they're folding on?
Our cops.
Sid, maybe just once, you could take off those blue colored glasses.
Ah, come on, Garrett, Sid's right.
It looks like we're paying off these perps to avoid a hearing in open court.
- Thank you.
FRANK: And factoring lawsuits into split-second decisions doesn't make for safer cops.
So what do you want to do?
Not that I'm sure there's anything you can do.
- Push back.
- On who?
The mayor?
Oh, somehow I don't think the mayor's engaged on this issue.
How do you know?
I just know.
GORMLEY: Then who?
Kelly Peterson.
What do we got?
This is Mrs.
Cardinelli.
Says her neighbors' 13-year-old daughter's gone missing.
Her name is Emily Bennett.
I look in on her when her parents are at work.
You have a key to the Bennett's apartment, ma'am?
Yes.
Diane and Ryan leave for work at around 8:00.
When I looked in on Emily at around 10:00, she wasn't here.
She's 13 years old-- how come she's not in school today?
She just had surgery.
What kind of surgery?
A heart transplant.
- Oh.
- Mr.
and Mrs.
Bennett?
We left as soon as we got Norma's call.
Thank you.
Would you wait outside with the officer, please, ma'am?
Emily had congestive heart failure.
She received a donor heart ten days ago.
Is it possible she just went for a walk or something?
She's not strong enough for that yet.
Shouldn't she be in the hospital?
In a sane world, yes.
E-Emily's on a strict regimen of medication and bed rest.
Unfortunately, our insurance won't cover that, or a rehab hospital, but the doctors said it was okay if she recovered here, so long as she stays on her anti-rejection meds.
All right.
Uh, don't touch anything, sir, please.
She didn't take her pills this morning.
And she didn't take any pills with her.
Oh, my God.
What happens if she doesn't take her pills?
Once Emily's off her meds, her body will start rejecting the donor heart.
DIANE: After 72 hours, the rejection becomes irreversible.
And sh-she could die.
- It's okay.
No, she's gonna be okay.
- (crying): No, no, no, no.
- She's gonna be okay.
- No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
She's gonna be okay.
(shushing) It's okay.
It's okay.
No, no.
You're gonna be okay.
I'm just saying, it's kind of boring.
Baseball is boring?
Seriously?
Yeah.
The games are, like, nine hours long, and nothing actually happens.
Baseball's a metaphor for life, Eddie.
Yeah, and I'm not gonna spend mine watching a bunch of grown men in pajamas coming up with new and exciting ways to scratch their...
(woman screams) - Hey!
Hey!
- Whoa.
Hey!
There's a car seat in that car, Jamie.
Was there a kid in it?!
I don't know.
I'm not sure.
(engine starts) (siren wailing) (car horn honks) Police!
Don't move!
Don't move!
Let me see your hands!
- Let me see your hands!
- Put your hands where I can see 'em!
Don't move!
Put your hands where I can see 'em!
Don't move.
There's no kid, Jamie, there's no kid.
What?
There's no kid.
(handcuffs tighten) Hey, there's a g*n on the seat.
Get his g*n.
I got it.
I got it.
(people shouting) Get back!
Everybody stay back!
- Are you okay?
You okay?
- My-my...
My son.
My s-son.
My...
All right.
Stay put.
Stay put.
Eddie!
Put your phone down.
Put your phone down.
Everyone, back up!
Hey.
Hey, hey, bud.
You okay?
You okay in there?
(indistinct chatter) Okay.
Eddie.
Central, 12-David, I need a bus to this location.
Motor vehicle accident.
I got one adult semi-conscious, and a youth approximately seven years of age unconscious at this time.
Put a rush on it.
♪ Blue Bloods 8x19 ♪ Risk Management Original Air Date on April 13, 201 == sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man ♪ ♪ What did the doctor say?
Too early to tell-- they're calling in a neurosurgeon.
This is not good.
MAN: Andrew!
Andrew?
Where's my son?
They're taking him into surgery.
Is-is he gonna be okay?
This is one of the best trauma hospitals in the city.
This isn't your fault, Mr. Price.
You're right.
It's your fault.
If you hadn't been chasing that guy, he never would have plowed into us.
We never meant for anything like this to happen.
But it did happen!
He's right.
This is on us.
Eddie, this was an accident.
The department has a policy against high-speed chases for exactly this reason.
Hey.
Given the same circumstances, would you have done anything different?
(sighs) No.
Me neither.
Then why do I feel like we screwed up?
Hello, Frank.
Thanks for coming, Kelly.
Sorry I'm late.
Oh, you remembered.
Yes.
Can't you do anything about that midtown traffic?
Well, I believe that congestion pricing falls in your purview more than mine.
Well, the signs say a $150 fine and two points on your license for blocking the intersection, but how many of those tickets do you actually give out?
Clearly, not enough.
Let's talk about the settlements.
So, the mayor kicked this over to the corporation counsel.
Yes, this particular buck stops with me.
Our law department has to weigh payout versus potential exposure on a case-by-case basis.
I appreciate that.
And I appreciate that our policy of settling lawsuits against the NYPD is...
irritating to you.
Irritating doesn't begin to describe it.
Pick your own adjective.
Infuriating, confounding, asinine.
My cops are not perfect.
When they screw up, people get hurt, and the victims are entitled to compensation.
Yes, they are.
But handing out big money just to make the matter go away...
It doesn't go away.
It gets resolved the way most disputes do.
Nobody gets everything they want.
Some perps do.
It's free money.
Well, it's nickels on the dollar.
They're still free nickels.
(sighs) You make a point.
But this isn't a debate, it's a math class.
And the right answer is based solely on a correct reading of the numbers.
We're talking about lives and reputations here, not numbers.
But fighting lawsuits against cops, when the public is focused on excessive force by the NYPD, is financially risky.
Maybe the public is focused on it because you keep validating bogus claims.
- Oh, come on.
- No.
It contributes to a false narrative.
I run the stats with the comptroller.
Avoiding litigation is very often the most cost-effective course of action.
So, cost-effective equals right and just?
Since when?
Okay...
The 220 paid out in the Staten Island case, maybe ten people took notice.
But say that case went to trial, and the jury awarded the $2.2 million.
You and your cop have got the front page.
That's some wicked spin right there.
I broke a cardinal rule of mine today.
I usually eat before one of our lunches because we so rarely make it to the soup course.
I'm very hungry.
(sighs) Any sign of Emily?
We checked surveillance footage from three cameras with an angle on your front door.
No sign of Emily leaving this morning.
We put out an AMBER Alert, and every cop in the city is looking for her.
Given Emily's health condition, she would have had to have had help to get out of here, right?
Do you have any idea who would have helped her?
No.
Of course not.
We got an emergency dump on Emily's cell phone.
Lists an 87-minute call last night.
Yeah, the number came back to an Evan Scott.
You know who he is?
That's Emily's boyfriend.
Emily's boyfriend?
Why the hell are we just hearing about him now?
We've tried to convince her to end the relationship.
How did Emily feel about that?
She's a 13-year-old girl in love for the first time.
Do we have a picture of this Evan Scott kid?
Uh...
That's him.
Wait, I've seen this kid on the surveillance footage.
- What?
- He was here this morning.
DANNY: Let's get this picture out to patrol.
Um, these two go to the same school?
- Yes.
- Okay.
We'll find him.
We'll keep you updated.
You wanted to see us, boss?
Close the door.
Collisions Investigation Squad has done a preliminary investigation in the accident you caused.
Uh, all due respect, we didn't exactly cause it.
We were pursuing a possible kidnapping suspect.
And a kid was seriously injured in a high-speed pursuit you initiated.
Who's responsible?
What did CIS say, boss?
The forensics indicate the perp was traveling 60 miles an hour in a densely populated area.
Which means you were doing the same.
Like Officer Janko stated, we believed that there was a kid in the stolen car.
But there wasn't.
And now a young boy is in the hospital, and the department could face a major lawsuit.
(sighs) Pending the final results of the investigation, you both are suspended for 30 days.
That's all.
This way.
You guys gonna tell me what I did wrong?
When's the last time you saw Emily Bennett?
- She wasn't in school today.
- That's not what he asked you.
No, it isn't.
Sit down.
Uh, I don't know.
Maybe a couple of days ago?
That's funny, 'cause we got you on video standing outside her apartment this morning, Romeo.
Yeah, yeah, okay, I stopped by.
So why did you lie?
Emily's parents don't want us seeing each other.
But you went over there anyway.
She was lonely, okay?
She asked me to come over.
Okay, so where's Emily now?
What are you talking about?
She's at home.
Look, we get that you care about Emily, but we need you to tell us where she is.
Uh, are you saying she's not at her apartment?
She disappeared a few hours ago.
And if you know anything about it, now's the time to come clean.
This is all my fault.
What are you talking about?
If-if I had stayed with her this morning, she'd still be safe at home.
Hey.
Hey, Dad.
Want some eggs?
No time.
Sorry, guys.
I only got time for a shower.
I got to get back out.
- You find that girl yet?
- Not yet.
Hey.
Did you hear?
Your brother's a famous writer now.
(chuckles) It's really not that big of a deal.
Actually, it kind of is.
I googled it.
Over 900 entries across the city.
Over 900 entries across the city.
You hear that?
You're a rock star.
Dad...
- It's true.
- I never won anything like that.
I'm supposed to be the smart one.
Yeah.
Supposed to be.
You should really go to the ceremony.
No way.
What do you mean, no way?
- Mom would've wanted you to.
Yeah.
That's exactly my point.
What's that supposed to mean?
If I go, she's all I'm gonna be thinking about.
I'm gonna start crying and look like a huge jerk in front of everybody.
What's wrong with that?
I am not going.
Sean.
The boss was way out of line.
Look at it from her perspective.
I am.
Suspending us is an easy way to cover her ass on a civilian injury.
Guess she had to do something.
Well, how 'bout standing up for her officers?
Now we're taking a hit on an accident that wasn't our fault.
There's nothing we can do about it.
Actually, there is.
We can fight the charges in the trial room.
That sounds like a su1c1de mission.
Eddie, cops fight the charges in the trial room all the time.
I'm not looking to damage my career over this.
Trust me, a month-long suspension that makes it look like we're the ones that screwed up will do a lot more damage.
Unless we fight back.
Hey.
Hey.
CSU find anything at the apartment?
No blood, no prints other than the Bennetts, Evan, and the neighbor.
No surprise.
And the boyfriend's clean.
There's no ransom demands.
This girl's been missing over 24 hours, and we got nothing.
We're missing something.
Maybe we should re-canvass the neighborhood.
We don't have time for that, but there is one place we need to take a hard look.
- Where?
- The parents.
What?
They both have clean records, Danny.
No, everyone we talked to says they're loving parents.
Okay, but they're loving parents who are under a tremendous amount of pressure with a sick kid.
No, I think you're reaching.
Oh.
If you have any other ideas, I'm all ears.
Otherwise, you take the mom and I'll take the dad.
Hey, Commissioner.
Detective.
Gramps.
What brings you down here?
The boys told me you were working round the clock, so I brought you a roast beef sandwich.
Thank you.
You shouldn't have.
Jack told me about this contest that Sean won.
Yeah.
I'm proud of him.
I'm gonna get back to work, Gramps.
Too bad he's not going to the ceremony.
So it wasn't the sandwich that actually brought you down here.
He should go.
It's important.
I know.
But the kid doesn't want to bawl in public.
And, you know what, I get it.
Linda wouldn't.
Linda was always better with the emotional stuff than me, Gramps.
I wouldn't even know what to say to the kid.
Maybe it's time you figured it out.
GORMLEY: Boss, there's no dirt on him.
Detective Wallace is a twice-decorated Narcotics detective.
- The skel, on the other hand...
- The plaintiff?
Okay, okay, the 13 collars and five convictions for selling dr*gs plaintiff, who spent three of the last six years in prison, is maybe less than reliable, truth-wise.
So, we're either feeding and housing him in prison, or handing him a big bag of cash when he gets out.
Is this a great country or what?
Yeah, for him.
Gee, guys, why don't I go saddle up the horses?
Anybody see this guy fall down the stairs?
Just Detective Wallace.
Said the guy tripped over his own feet fleeing down a staircase, wearing his high-tops all big and loose.
Perp says Wallace pushed him.
Civilian Complaint Review Board believed him.
End of story.
Well, what if it's the wrong end to the story?
What are you gonna do, form a Police Complaint Review Board?
Good luck with that.
I was a cop for a long time.
I've seen every scam, every wiggle, every dodge ever invented.
I should be numb to it, but, in this case, it's the principle of the thing.
Wow, I can't remember the last time I heard that one used sincerely.
Well, I mean it.
This ain't right.
City Hall, the corporate counsel, and CCRB say it is.
And my bag of tricks doesn't have one that makes them all wrong and us right.
What about the plaintiff's lawyer?
What do we got?
Melvin Rask, a solo practitioner.
Office on Queens Boulevard.
Now, we're stepping over the line just a bit.
See if he's a saint.
Hey, look, um, she's got to take medication, okay...
Sorry.
That's some pretty dangerous company you're keeping.
Detective Reagan.
Where's your friend going?
Uh, it's complicated.
You're making a drop-off to Tommy Flynn, who, last I checked, was bagman for Freddie Shea.
Look, I-I really got to go.
You're not going anywhere.
What are you doing hanging out with these criminals?
Hmm?
I-I really don't have anything to say.
Well, you better think of something to say, and you better make sure it's the truth.
Let's go before you get us both k*lled.
I don't know what the hell game you two are running, but it ends now.
You don't, you don't understand...
Yeah, I understand.
I understand that you two know more about your daughter's disappearance than you're telling us, and you've both been running us in circles from the beginning.
- That's not true.
- Really?
Then why the hell'd you throw your daughter's boyfriend under the bus?
Look, we want Emily back more than anything in the world.
Then be straight with us.
We can't.
You can't because you're paying off a local thug, who, among other things, is in the m*rder-for-hire business.
Hold on.
Are-are you accusing us of hiring him to k*ll our own daughter?
- Did you?
- Absolutely not!
Then, you're gonna have to convince the D.A.
of that.
'Cause I sure as hell don't believe you.
The truth is our insurance won't cover...
Yeah, you told us that story already.
The thing is, even with the insurance, the surgery wiped out our savings.
And now she needs, she needs dozens of expensive meds, she needs doctor visits, she needs...
Emily's life was on the line.
DANNY: Right.
So you two came up with the brilliant plan of hiring Freddie Shea to cut your losses and off your own daughter?
No!
We needed to borrow money!
We didn't, we didn't know where else to turn.
At first, it was okay.
But with the crazy interest that he charges, we just fell behind with the payments.
So Freddie snatched Emily till he gets his money.
Mm-hmm.
Why didn't you guys tell us from the beginning?
They said they would k*ll her if we...
cooperated with the police.
RYAN: We've been borrowing from friends, family to try to make...
make the payments to pay him off.
It's just...
it's not enough.
(exhales sharply) We'll get her back.
Are counsel prepared to proceed?
Yes, Your Honor.
- We are.
Ms.
Lloyd.
Your Honor, the evidence will show that the pursuit in question was completely justified and fell within department guidelines.
Though the record should reflect that Officer Reagan, as the driver, initiated the pursuit.
However, both officers agreed to their course of action.
Though Officer Reagan is the senior officer.
JUDGE: I'm confused.
The officers requested a joint hearing, and I understood they would share one defense.
Your Honor, may we have a moment to confer with counsel?
That sounds like a good idea.
What are you guys doing?
We agreed on a unified defense.
Says the commissioner's son.
What's that got to do with it?
When someone gets thrown under the bus here, you think it'll be Prince Charming or Princess Nobody?
No one's getting thrown under the bus.
Actually, you both could.
You two almost got an innocent kid k*lled.
The facts show we did nothing wrong.
Bottom line, you could lose your shields here.
It's every cop for himself.
Your Honor, my partner and I would like to discharge our counsel at this time and represent ourselves.
JUDGE: You know what they say about folks who represent themselves, Officer?
Feels like we got nothing to lose.
JUDGE: Is this your wish as well, Officer Janko?
Yes, sir.
Uh, Monday.
10:00 a.m.
FLYNN: She's really not looking good.
- I got it.
I got the money I owe you.
The ten you were short, plus another 50 'cause you screwed up.
$60,000?
You want to see your kid again?
Uh, yeah.
O-Okay, um...
Okay, uh, $60,000.
Um, uh...
(mouths) And you'll-you'll bring Emily with you?
I have your word?
The cash for the kid.
I'll let you know where and when.
You did good.
You did good.
We don't have $60,000.
We don't need it.
We'll give you a dummy bag.
When they show up with Emily, we swoop in.
Wait, isn't that risky?
You're gonna have to trust me, okay?
- Okay.
- Come on.
Isn't there someone else the parents could have borrowed the money from?
There was, but they used them up.
But a loan shark?
A loan shark's money is as green as the bank's is.
Yeah, but a person only goes that route when it's the only route left.
Is there such thing as a good loan shark?
Good?
Ethical.
There are legitimate outfits that will loan you money at loan shark rates.
The only thing is if you don't pay them back, they'll just repo your car or your house.
They won't abduct your child.
Yeah.
JAMIE: And it's a catch-22.
They don't want to loan to you if you're desperate, but you don't need to borrow from them if you're not desperate.
ERIN: We have to remember one thing here.
It's their kid.
I mean, they're her parents.
Meaning?
Meaning they'll do anything in the world for her.
Anything and everything.
To the ends of the earth.
I thought you two were on the same page about this, teaching us to do for ourselves.
Oh, well, then maybe you weren't paying attention.
Sure I was.
We always raised you to take care of your own business, yes, and accept that the world isn't fair and does not owe you strings of happy days.
But the moment you-- all of you-- came into our lives?
How'd you put it that day?
We made the choice to bring you into the world.
You didn't make the choice.
We did, so a bargain was struck that day that you owe us nothing and we owe you everything.
Within reason.
(chuckles) I got that part.
But you do owe us one thing, just like we owed our parents.
To take that bargain as seriously as we did.
Amen.
But it's fun, too, right?
Bringing kids into the world?
Oh, yeah, loads of fun.
Course.
(laughs) 'Cause you guys make it sound, like, so serious.
Come on, it was a blast.
Especially when they were little.
DANNY: Yeah, they're wonderful right up until around the age of 12.
ERIN: And then there's that stretch of eye-rolling and slamming of doors.
(laughs) And all the sarcasm you can eat.
Yeah, and then it comes back around to being a blast again, only a bigger blast.
It becomes...
...everything.
Hmm.
See ya, Dad.
You headed out?
Yeah, I'll be late.
Okay.
Be safe.
Always am.
You know, I've been giving some thought to this whole essay contest thing.
Do we have to talk about this?
Yeah, we do.
I know it's been tough on you since your mom's been gone and I can't give you the things she used to.
Just not wired that way.
Okay, you're doing fine.
I could do better, especially when it comes to the hard stuff, which is why I decided you're going to the contest.
- Dad.
- You're going.
Look, your mother entered you into this thing because she knows when you put your mind to something, you can do anything.
She saw something in you and she was right.
You get that award, it's not just gonna be for you.
It'll be for her, too.
So man up 'cause you're going.
(sighs) (car engine starts) POLICE TECH: Okay.
They're in position.
Nobody jump the g*n, okay?
I want Bennett and his daughter out of harm's way before anyone moves on Flynn.
OFFICER: Copy that, Reagan.
Wait for my signal.
We got eyes on the girl?
Is she in the car?
Can't get a clear image yet.
You got the cash?
Yeah.
I want, I want, I want to see my daughter first.
You don't call the sh*ts here.
I get the money, you get the girl.
I just need to know she's okay.
Come on, can we get eyes on the girl?
Anyone get eyes on the girl?!
OFFICER: Negative.
g*n.
Heads up, our guy's got a g*n.
Heads up.
Give me the bag.
We have to know if the girl's in the car.
Can you see her or not?
Now.
Negative.
She is not in the car.
Then we move.
Move in.
OFFICER: That's a go.
Move in.
(siren wailing) Put the g*n on the roof!
Hands on the glass!
Is she in there?
No.
DANNY: Where's the girl?
Hey!
I said where's the girl, jackass?
I don't know what you're talking about, Detective.
Gonna play stupid, huh?
Okay.
All right.
We'll do this the hard way.
Just tell us where to find Emily Bennett.
I'm just the money guy, okay?
I don't know where the girl is.
BAEZ: You're a lying sack of crap.
The girl dies, you and your boss are on the hook for m*rder.
Parents came to us.
They couldn't pay.
The kid got snatched.
That's on them.
BAEZ: They were desperate.
You took advantage of that.
Yeah?
Well, kind of goes with the job description.
BAEZ: Which includes letting an innocent girl die?
(sighs) Baez, give me a second alone with him.
(claps hands) So now what?
Is it bad cop time?
No.
That's the old me.
Yeah, I used to be a loose cannon.
But...
had to tone it down the last few years, you know.
Social media.
Smartphones.
Everyone's taking videos of everything.
It's not like you could actually go around sticking people's head in the toilet anymore, you know?
But every now and again, there is that one case where you kind of got to do what you got to do.
This actually happens to be one of those cases.
So, you're gonna tell me what I want to know or I'm gonna hurt you.
Okay, I want a lawyer now.
Wrong answer.
(gags) (loud clattering) Come here.
(gasping) There's a sick little girl out there, so I'm gonna give you ten seconds to tell me where she is or I'm gonna break your arm.
(groaning) Ten...
(screams) ...nine...
(Flynn screaming) ...eight...
All right!
All right!
All right!
What's that?
Okay, man!
Okay!
Thanks for your cooperation.
According to the charges, your pursuit created a hazardous situation.
All due respect, the carjacker created it.
We tried to remedy it.
Mm.
And your remedy put a young boy in the hospital.
Yes, sir.
(sighs) Patrol guide clearly discourages high-speed chases.
But it doesn't forbid them, Your Honor.
Officer Reagan, now I warned you.
Competent counsel is essential to your defense.
If you'll hear me out, Judge.
When my partner called in the pursuit, our supervisor at Communications could've ordered us to terminate it.
But no such order was ever issued, indicating command approval of our actions.
Go on.
The CSI report states that our actions were not directly responsible for the collision.
Yeah, but if you weren't chasing the suspect...
There would've been no crash?
The suspect left the scene of the crime at a high rate of speed, driving erratically.
He could've easily caused a crash on his own or when being pursued by other officers.
Fair point.
The patrol guide doesn't strictly forbid high-speed chases because while they may be dangerous, they are sometimes necessary to save lives.
(clicks tongue, sighs) It's a difficult judgment to make.
Yes, sir, and they have to be made in a split second.
That's what we get paid to do.
Officer Janko and I knew that there could be consequences if we initiated a pursuit.
But with a child's life possibly at risk, we felt we had to act.
At the Academy, we learned that good decisions sometimes have bad results.
It comes with the uniform.
We stand by the decision that we made.
Go!
Go!
Two went this way, two of you.
(g*nf*re) OFFICER: sh*ts fired!
sh*ts fired!
Reagan, you hit?
No!
I can't get...
Perp down!
Perp down!
Clear.
Go!
Go!
Go!
Secure the g*n.
OFFICER: w*apon secured!
Go.
Check that way.
Someone up top.
Go on in.
On me.
Clear!
Emily?
Emily?!
Emily, if you're in there, it's the police.
Hang on.
Hang on!
Emily.
Please don't hurt me.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm Detective Reagan.
Okay, I'm here to help you.
Where are my parents?
Your parents have been very worried about you.
They're at the hospital.
They're waiting for me to bring you to them right now, okay?
Can you walk?
I don't think so.
Okay.
Well, can, can I carry you?
Is it okay if I pick you up?
Yeah.
Okay.
I'll keep this blanket on you, keep you nice and warm.
You're-you're good.
Thanks for saving me.
Oh, of course.
Tell you what.
You get all better, we're even.
Deal?
Deal.
Good.
Mr.
Price?
We don't mean to intrude.
The doctors told us that Andrew's gonna be okay.
Yeah.
He'll be laid up for a while, but there shouldn't be any permanent damage.
That's a relief.
We know that you blame us for what happened.
We just wanted to come by again and say how sorry we are.
JANKO: We never meant for Andrew or anyone else to get hurt.
Truth is...
I should be the one apologizing.
You've got every right to be angry.
Yeah, well...
I've had some time to think about it, and, uh, if I was the one who'd been carjacked, and Andrew was in that back seat, I sure as hell would have wanted cops like you to get my little boy back.
(sighs heavily) You're sure?
GORMLEY: 100%.
The skel's lawyer is not a licensed attorney.
Not in this state, or any state.
How the hell does this happen?
GARRETT: Well, according to counsel, it happens more often than you'd think.
Well, once would be more often than I would think.
Well, apparently, it was so simple, it just fell through the cracks.
And took the reputation of a decorated detective with it.
You got anything in your bag of tricks for this?
Our lawyers are looking over the transcripts of the hearings as we speak.
This is like My Cousin Vinny, only not funny.
Well, in the movie, he actually had a license to practice, so it's much worse.
GARRETT: No.
Worse is, we're not sure if it voids the settlement.
Seriously?
I have the corporation counsel.
Well, put her on.
No.
Sir, she's here.
Oh.
Perfect.
Let's have her.
I'll need the room.
Yeah.
KELLY: Thank you.
Ma'am.
Lieutenant.
Madam Counsel.
Mr.
Moore.
(door closes) I gather you heard?
Sure did.
After our lunch, I personally reviewed the Staten Island case.
My assistant counsel did a shoddy job.
Even if Mr.
Rask were licensed, that case should never have been settled.
And why is that?
Uh...
myriad reasons.
Name one.
Which I'm not going into.
But the assistant who butchered the case is out of a job, and the D.A.'s office is charging Mr.
Rask with a felony.
Unless, of course, your office decides to settle.
Is that all you got?
No.
Allow me.
My office granted a six-figure settlement to an ersatz attorney.
This is completely on me.
Can't say as you wear it well.
Please don't gloat.
You're better than that.
No, I'm really not.
What do you want?
All cases against the NYPD will be evaluated on their merits, and not with some damn calculator.
You do know this is the mayor's policy?
I also know the mayor trusts and respects you, as she should.
Not today she shouldn't.
Look, when my cops cross the line, I expect them to pay for it.
But when they do their job well, I expect the city to back them up.
And with actually licensed attorneys.
I can live with that.
And please accept my apologies.
Madam Counsel.
Commissioner.
(sighs) As a former mayor of New York City, it was my great honor to judge this year's school-wide essay contest.
It was a difficult task, given all the outstanding entries.
But one piece stood out for its quality and passion.
The winner of the Mayor's Medal for his essay, "The Power of Family," Sean Reagan.
I'd like to dedicate this award to my family.
To my great-granddad, Henry, my grandfather, Frank...
...my Aunt Erin and Uncle Jamie, and Cousin Nicky.
Yeah, I guess my brother Jack, too.
(laughter) But most of all, to my mom, who couldn't be here.
And to my dad...
...who always is.