05x11 - Everlasting

[bunniefuu]

Morning.

And you already have a coffee.

Oh. Yes.

I brought him one.

Oh. Thoughtful.

I guess we both were thoughtful.

You just got here first.

So, while he was [Clears throat] planning to blow up a bunch of people, managed to stay on top of the yard work.

[Siren chirps]

[Police radio chatter]

So, you work through the night?

Yeah, I'm... I'm doing an analysis of Ted... you know, who he is, where he's been.

Judging from the computers and hard drives we're collecting here, he's probably got a significant online presence.

Good.

You know, I, uh, I didn't plan to come back to 15.

I'm an analyst. I take orders. I go where they tell me to go.

Of course.

And you and, uh, Sam seem... good, so...

I'm here just to get a job done. That's it.

I know. And we will. We're gonna catch this guy.

Yeah.

What's up?

I am having déjà vu of grade 3.

Me and this other girl, Lisa, had this huge crush on Jason Duffy, and we'd bring gum every day.

It was weirdly competitive.

Like, I can't even tell you how much gum I brought.

That is not what's happening here.

I know.

I'm gonna go back to the station now.

I missed you last night.

Please tell me that her coming back here isn't gonna ruin our honeymoon phase, 'cause I really like it.

It is not gonna k*ll our honeymoon phase.

The honeymoon phase is not gonna be over, okay?

Yep.

Is there milk in it?

Hey, Diaz. Welcome back.

I heard you were on some sort of vacation.

What'd you hear?

You needed a break.

You went to the desert, where it's dry.

[Chuckles]

Yeah, it was... [Clears throat] it was definitely dry.

Good.

I hope it was what you needed.

I'm heading back to the station.

I'm gonna fill in at the booking desk for the afternoon.

Just wanted to see if you needed anything first.

Sure.

Can you tell me who Ted McDonald is?

Ted McDonald.

Uh... unemployed, recently evicted from his apartment, so he moves back in to his ma's place.

Lost his son four years ago in a bombing.

Organized. Frustrated.

What's this?

This is old bills, bank records, but mostly court transcripts.

I got to take it back to the station and dig into it.

Mind if I, uh... take it for you?

I can start flipping through it.

That would be helpful.

Thanks.

This the boy?

Mm.

When that diner blew up four years ago, there were five people k*lled.

I remember this one detective telling me it was like they'd been vaporized.

Hey, Chloe.

[Sniffles] What's up?

What are you doing?

Loading my magazine.

Just, uh... letting the tears fall onto the ground so I don't streak my face.

And why are you crying?

'Cause the world is a bad place.

[Sniffles]

Plus, Dov broke up with me, so...

Are you okay?

I know I'm not supposed to cry.

But, like, according to who?

Our bodies are meant to heal.

If we get a cut, our blood knows to clot so we don't bleed to death.

And if our feelings are hurt, our body cries.

You know, so we don't feel to death.

So, I'm...

[Sighs]

I'm healing.

And I've got the commissioner's gala, and Dov's gonna be there, and I'm gonna be there, and I'm gonna be wearing a beautiful dress.

Good.

What?

Wait. Is Dov not going because of me?

No, no.

Can you holster your w*apon?

What?

[Sighs]

The gala is canceled.

[Scoffs]

Of course it is.

I feel bad for him.

Really? You do?

Yeah, he was sitting on a b*mb yesterday.

I can't be critical. But he's trying.

You know, somewhere in there, there's a cop.

I mean, he's this big, but he's somewhere.

Well, there's still a cop in here, too, right?

He's stranded, trapped inside a staff sergeant's uniform.

Okay, well, for what it's worth, I think you're a great staff sergeant.

But still, there's a bomber running around out there, and I'm shuffling my feet here like some kind of... like a hall monitor.

You know?

I should be... I should be doing what I do best, not this. Okay?

It's like asking Mick Jagger to be your tour manager.

He'd be an awesome tour manager.

[Scoffs]

What?

Okay. You know what?

For the record, I really wish we were riding together today.

You and me both.

Duncan: Hello?

I mean... I mean, um, Off... Officer Moore.

Man: Is this the tip line?

You got a tip?

Yeah, but I don't want to give my name.

No, that's... okay. That's good. I can take care of it.

I saw a blue hatchback coming out of that garage today.

It belongs to my neighbor.

[Click]

So, you received a tip, you show up at the address. He's in the garage.

Yeah. And, I mean... everything was fine when I was in the garage up until he bashed me upside my head.

And why didn't you bring backup?

Is that what you would do?

A random tip... you would bring in five cars?

[Chuckles]

That's... that's it, right?

I mean, I just wanted to go see what they had and take it back to Officer McNally.

Nash, did you trace the call?

It... it was a blocked caller.

I contacted the provider. I'm on it.

Detective... [sighs]

We've gone over this. We're done here.

Duncan, I'm gonna take you home.

Got to get some rest.

Let's go.

I want 24/7 security on my house till we find him.

Uh, yes, sir.

I will personally provide security to you and your family.

I want a gunslinger, someone who's fast on his feet.

Blue, not white.

Officer Collins... he was good yesterday. Send him.

Uh, yes, sir.

Hey, um, can you guys call me if you catch him?

[Birds chirping]

[Lawn mower running in distance]

What?

I need to provide a name and phone number for somebody that could possibly say some... nice things about me.

Sure.

You applying for a new job?

Mm. I can't really tell you.

[Stick clatters]

Pick that up.

It's biodegradable.

Pick it up, or I will give you a terrible reference.

Seriously? I got to get out of the car, pick up your garbage?

Oh! I'm... I'm... are you okay?

You okay?

Oh, my cake!

I... I got the cake. I got it. I got it.

I am so sorry. I have no clue what happened.

I just made that for my nephew's birthday.

Look, it's still... it's still, um...

You know what? There's a bakery just down around the corner.

No, he's... he's gluten-intolerant, and he's expecting me in 10 minutes, so...

Why am I telling you? You don't care.

You tried to k*ll me.

Wait. You're the... toothbrush woman.

What?

A few weeks ago, we met at the convenient store on Gowling.

You paid for my toothbrushes.

And this is, uh, this is how you pay me back? Hmm?

I probably have a concussion now.

Well, I should call an ambulance.

No, I'm... I'm fine.

Well, then you should at least give me your phone number so I can follow up, make sure you don't die from that concussion.

I'm Nick. Nick Collins.

Good for you.

[Horn honking]

Anyway, your girlfriend's waiting, so...

She's not my... I don't have a girlfriend.

Do you have a boyfriend?

[Scoffs]

That's the second time we've run into each other.

If it happens again, you know what that means.

You're stalking me?

Nope. That's... that's not what it means.

Chloe: Hi.

Hey.

Where you... where you headed?

To the printer.

Oh. Why?

'Cause I got to get something printed.

Good. 'Cause we're gonna catch this guy.

Yep.

Later, everyone's gonna go to the Black Penny, and even though the gala's canceled, I'm gonna dress up, and you're gonna find me irresistible.

How does that sound?

Like a dream.

As in... not reality.

Not gonna happen.

How's it going up here?

Well, we're getting somewhere.

Dov's been trying to cr*ck the passwords on those hard drives.

How hard can it be?

How are you tracking him, anyway?

Facial-recognition software.

We're pulling screen grabs from CCTV and traffic-cam footage.

And then we're mapping numbers to his different nodal points to create a face map.

Someone's been geeking out on our software.

So far, we've placed him outside the parking garage 10 times in the last 4 weeks.

He's also been outside Michael O'Neill's Coffee Shop, and his car was here the last two Tuesdays, then here.

So he's doing recces on his targets.

Hey, I've been going over these court transcripts.

Good work. What do you got?

Key witness deceased, missing evidence, inadmissible police reports.

And this Judge Sullivan... she overruled everything the prosecutor tried to put forward.

So, what... the trial was fixed?

Look, I'm saying that Ted McDonald thought that.

I mean, look at the notes and stuff he's made.

Okay, good.

Let's put a call into the judge, see if she'll come in and talk to us.

Good work, Diaz.

You guys got anything that supports the theory Ted McDonald might be targeting a judge?

[Keyboard clacks]

I got three hits at the courthouse.

I got four.

Maybe staking it out?

Okay, trial Judge Constance Sullivan... let Jopis know she's probably under thr*at.

So...

Hey! We couldn't get ahold of the judge.

Her phone is off. Guess why.

Why?

Don't. You'll never get it.

She's literally getting married right now at St. Joseph's.

I'll send the b*mb squad over. You get going.

I'll send you some backup.

Okay.

Maybe this guy is crazy enough to watch it.

Take him down. Get him in here.

You going somewhere?

Yeah, I'm backing up McNally.

No, you're not.

Don't tell me what I'm not. I know what I'm not.

I'm not sitting around here on my ass all afternoon.

You are a leader among leaders, John.

You do my job today.

Oliver: See, this is what I'm talking about, McNally.

Mick Jagger, you're Keith, obviously.

Comeback tour, double encore, $500 a ticket.

Shut up and drive.

[Siren wailing]

Oh, no. They just got in the limo.

Judge, judge! Out, out, out!

Hey! Please! Move back away from the cars!

Go back inside!

Judge, you have to get out of the car, please.

I need you guys to get inside.

What's going on?

Judge Sullivan, we have reason to believe that you're under thr*at.

We just need you to get away from the car.

Everyone, out of the cars. Back inside the church.

Back. Back inside.

Tell me what's going on right now.

Someone's been targeting certain people, placing I.E.D.s in their vehicles.

We just want to make sure you're not one of them.

Who? Who is it?

His name's Ted McDonald.

His son was k*lled in a bombing a few years ago.

The case was thrown out of court. Do you remember?

Yes. O... of course I remember.

What a nightmare.

It's not exactly a fairy-tale wedding, huh?

Bailey: Sure it is. Fairy tales are always twisted.

Oh, fairy tales are fairy tales...

Happy endings, things are tickity boo.

Ever hear the original stories the fairy tales are based on?

In the original "Cinderella," the stepsisters cut off chunks of their feet to get into the slipper.

Nice.

Sarge.

Found a device on a timer.

I don't have time to get the robot.

Gonna have to do a hand dismantle.

They found an expl*sive device in your personal vehicle.

Oh, my God.

[Voice breaking] My nanny was in that car with my daughter.

[Crying]

What do you got?

Okay, so, we've got images loading into the facial-recognition software in real time from feeds all over the city.

In the last 10 minutes, we got 5 different hits.

Well, he can't be everywhere.

Well, the software isn't perfect.

It's picking up faces with the same dimensions.

So we need to predict which one is most likely him.

We got a hit at River and Gerrard.

And?

That's five minutes from the graveyard where his son is buried.

I let McNally know.

Good.

Very good.

[Engine shuts off]

Hey.

Sir? We need you to stand up.

Sir, can you stand up?

Ted McDonald?

I'm in the middle of something.

Sir, with your left hand, slowly...

I said give me a minute!!

[Scoffs]

Sir, with your left hand, slowly open your jacket... now.

Do it now.

Other side.

Turn around.

Turn around!

You happy?

I'm just trying to say goodbye, all right?

Sir, put your hands in the air.

Hands in the air!

Put your hands in the air like you just don't care and say yeah!"

Yeah!

Yeah!

Now scre-e-e-e-e-e-am!

Sam: Diaz, as soon as you get him processed, get him into interview, please.

[Applause stops]

I forego my rights to a lawyer.

I'm representing myself, as I'm the only one around here with any integrity.

You k*lled a man yesterday.

He d*ed?

Yeah, but I didn't.

Oliver: All right. Good work, everyone.

We have him. Now we have to make sure that we keep him.

No screw-ups in your reports.

I'm talking to you, McNally.

You got to do all of our paperwork today.

I'm heading back onto the road.

Thank you. Thank you.

Price, want to take a ride?

Yeah.

[Door closes]

[Sighs]

Is he sane?

Doesn't look sane.

Can't imagine being too sane if I watched my son blow up.

But you wouldn't turn into that.

Listen, if you need anything today, I'm here.

All right?

Thanks.

Traci, I... I miss you.

Uh, we did a sweep on everything belonging to the guy.

All clear.

Great. Thanks.

"The Little Mermaid."

In the original, the little mermaid gave up everything for the dude.

He married some other woman.

The little mermaid was so freaked out, she dove into the sea and turned into sea foam.

That's another one down the toilet.

[Buzzer]

Hey, Ted.

I'll confess to my crimes if you confess to yours.

Which are?

Failing to uphold the law, taking bribes.

I've taken bribes?

Uh, is that for me? Can I have that?

Yeah, that's for you.

[Sighs]

You like your job?

I do.

You find it fun?

Certainly fulfilling getting a k*ller off the street.

You like to see the monsters fall.

And so do I.

I mean, I don't have a badge, but I still feel the pain.

And I know that that pain has to be matched by pain by equalizing suffering.

Okay.

Do you know what happened to my son?

[Sighs]

Uh...

Your son d*ed...

He was 12 years old that day. It was his birthday.

It was the first time in six years that I had an unsupervised visit with him.

And that day, I said that everything was gonna change.

Do you know what he was like?

Well... he was 12.

He was talky, and he was smart, and he was his own kid.

You know, he wasn't trying to be like anybody else.

I was really proud of him for that.

[Scribbles]

Tried to teach me how to beatbox that day.

You know? You know how to do that?

[Beatboxing]

He chose the diner that we were at.

I only had 60 bucks to my name after buying him a gift, and he still wanted to see a movie.

So I didn't eat.

I just let him order whatever he wanted.

He was in the middle of telling me a really good story about his school, how he... came in second place in the triple jump at Sports Day.

He even had a little medal.

[Breathes deeply]

So, what happened to him then?

A b*mb went off... he was wiped off the face of the earth!

[Sighs]

And you let the people who did it get away.

Well... if we did, I'm sorry.

I know that you have the computers... [Sniffles]... and my hard drives.

Yeah, we do.

Mm-hmm.

You're gonna want to take a look at that.

Ted... [Clears throat] Can you tell me how blowing people up is gonna help you?

Is that gonna make you feel better?

Uh, that's hard to say.

I mean, it's still sinking in. It's a process, you know.

It's very... it's... it's cathartic.

We did find that b*mb under the judge's car.

That didn't go off.

Oh.

Well, there's still some other things to roll out.

What's gonna be happening, Ted?

Are there people in there watching me?

Maybe he's bluffing.

Maybe he isn't.

Well, we know he went after the judge from that trial, so we've also got to assume he's going after the lawyers, the jury members... everyone else involved.

Get on it. And whatever we got to do to get him to talk, do it.

Sam: So, what do you want, Ted?

You're telling me there's a b*mb that's gonna go off.

You must want something. What do you want?

I want you to reopen the case.

The case against the Irish?

You have no idea how deep this corruption goes.

Y... you would not believe it until you saw the proof yourself.

Do you understand?

Okay, I'm ready and willing to listen to everything you have to say.

But first I need to know where the b*mb is.

Fair?

I'm not gonna whistle without a cr*cker.

Forget it.

Okay.

You know, you got me, all right?

All right, so, I'll tell you what.

I'll look at what you got, I'll have another look at the case.

If what you say is true...

No. You know what? I'm lying.

I'm not gonna do any of that. All right?

All I care about is that nobody else gets hurt.

So you can trust me or not. Look at me.

You can trust me or not trust me.

But the only way you're gonna get something from me is if you talk... now.

No choice.

[Buzzer]

Give us a couple minutes, will you?

Detective, now, please.

Grab yourself a coffee. This won't take long.

Yes, sir.

Where's the b*mb?

I said, where's the b*mb?

Aah!

Ohh!

You're gonna talk.

We aren't making any deals.

Aah.

You talk, and maybe you won't get shanked or r*ped or beaten to a pulp on a regular basis while you rot in jail.

You talk, and maybe you get to eat while you're in prison.

Your only option is talking.

[Breathing heavily]

Where's the b*mb?

[Beatboxing]

Epstein, we need to get into those hard drives.

They could reveal other targets.

Okay. I give up.

Okay. Thank you.

So, Jopis has notified everybody who was on the court case, and they've already sent over b*mb Squad.

Okay, well, I'm gonna take these back to the evidence room until we can get the forensic-tech guy in.

Uh, so, that was the phone company.

Guess who called Duncan Moore.

Ted McDonald.

So he lured Duncan?

Why?

Oh, my God.

He blew up Aidan Kelly's car, but his daughter was driving the car that day.

And he never went after Angus O'Neill.

He k*lled his son.

He didn't put the b*mb in the judge's limo.

He put it in the nanny's car.

An eye for an eye.

We think Duncan may have been targeted not because he's a cop... because he's the commissioner's son.

Go on.

He's not targeting the people he holds responsible.

He's targeting their kids.

[Beep]

Commissioner: There's no grand conspiracy, Ted.

You're the bad guy.

Sam: Excuse me, sir.

Sorry. May I speak with him, please?

Thank you.

k*ll a man, he dies once.

k*ll his children, he dies every day, right?

Is that your plan?

Ted?

[Exhales deeply]

You, uh... went after the judge's little girl.

What other kids are you targeting?

Ted.

Look, I don't know you.

I don't know what it feels like to be you.

But, uh, the feeling I get from you, you know, looking in your eyes, k*lling more kids is only gonna make you feel more pain.

Do you really want to feel more pain?

Please, let me help you.

Ted.

Please.

The judge.

The judge... we have everything we need to take her down.

Okay. We know about her. Who else?

The mob.

They make all their money from dr*gs and kickbacks and money laundering, but... but how else?

What's their... what's their legitimate business?

Construction, sanitation...

Oh, you think that's legitimate, do you?

How do they get all the zoning permits and the construction permits?

The city.

And who issues them? Not the city's own mayor.

The Chair of the Executive Committee, Stephen Hollett... find his kids!

All right, Hollett said their driver usually picks up his son, Daniel, after school, but the driver's been waiting at the school 45 minutes.

Daniel hasn't shown up.

Andy: Does he have a cellphone?

Tried his cell. The kid's not answering.

E.D.U.'s on their way to sweep the driver's car.

We need eyes on that kid now.

Hey, I just talked to the secretary at Daniel's school.

Apparently, Daniel and his buddy Max skipped out before homeroom period.

Apparently, they're hanging out with a couple of Sutton Hall girls.

Track down all of their addresses.

On it.

I'll see if he uploaded anything to any of his social networks.

Is he in there?

He? Who?

The commissioner.

Maybe.

Yeah, they just throw money at him.

[Chuckles]

I have everything that you need.

It's the only way that you can purify yourself and your own work.

The fish stinks from the head down.

You have to get rid of him.

It's all there. I don't even need to say anything.

You just need to see it. Go get the files. I'll give you the password.

Ted, we need to find the boy. We need to find the b*mb.

Why are we still talking about this?

I need you to focus.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Wait!

You want to know where the b*mb is?

The kid puts his backpack by the tree when he's skateboarding before school.

I slipped it in there.

[Buzzer]

[Buzzer]

Councilor Hollett?

Yeah.

Is this your son?

Yeah.

This video was taken two minutes ago.

Do you have any idea where it is?

Uh, I think that's his friend Sarah's house.

Sarah... Mooney.

What's the address?

She's on South Kingsway.

3233 South Kingsway.

All units... E.D.U. is requesting assistance at 3233 south kingsway.

We believe there's an improvised expl*sive device at that location.

Unit 1514... we're just around the corner. We're on our way.

[Siren wailing]

[Tires screeching]

[Police radio chatter]

Oliver: It's open.

Hello?! Daniel Hollett, are you here?!

Should we wait for E.D.U.?

If we want those kids to blow up, we do.

Daniel! Sarah!

They're in the backyard!

[Children laughing, hip-hop music plays]

Daniel?

Daniel!

Get up very slowly. Guys, I want you to walk to the grass.

Daniel: I didn't do anything. Walk to the grass.

I know you didn't.

I want you to walk to the grass and go around the house.

Leave your bag. Don't touch it! Don't touch it!

I need it! Look, my laptop's in there.

That's okay. Out you go.

You need to run! Quickly! Please run!

Sir?

Go. Go! Take care of those kids.

[Music continues]

[Buzzer]

So, is that it? You done?

That's it.

"Thank you, Ted. You saved his life."

Right. You put it there.

And I took it away.

You see? You can believe me.

Go look at the evidence.

And once you do, you'll do the right thing.

You'll be compelled to do the right thing.

Come on. Please. What do you say?

[Buzzer]

[Exhales deeply]

[Door closes]

Commissioner?

You know, I've been off coffee for six months.

I replaced it with lemon and hot water.

Detoxifies, flushes the adrenals.

[Chuckles]

That's good.

So, sir, what do you make of what Ted McDonald's been saying?

What are you referring to?

Well, he says he has proof that the judge was bought and the bombing trial was fixed.

He says he can prove organized crime's been paying off members of city council to push things through.

He also says he has proof of a connection between the police force and the Irish mob.

Grief does strange things to a person's mind.

[Laughing] Yeah.

[Sighs]

So, if I find anything, I'll just hand it off to Internal Affairs.

Sure.

Sure. I oversee internal affairs.

You want something to happen, I can make it happen.

So, I'll take a look at the hard drives.

Okay.

If there's anything to what he says, then we should get to the bottom of it.

Yes, sir.

Marlo, uh, you got those, uh, those hard drives in here?

I just took them back to evidence.

I can go get them for you if you want.

Or Andy could.

Sure. I'll do it.

I feel like she's always trying to undermine me.

Is she not being polite?

Of course she's being polite. That's the problem.

Okay? It's what's underneath the words.

There's something underneath the words?

Oh, my God, man.

You know what? You clearly have no idea how women work.

Right, Steve?

Right about what?

See you in five minutes.

Well, I... I want to.

Right about what?

Hey, Tim, I need those drives again, please.

No problem. Just sign in.

Thank you.

You know where they're at?

Uh, yeah... C-3.

Great.

Okay.

Thanks.

[Door closes]

[Buzzer]

[Rumbling in distance]

What the hell is that?

[Alarm blaring]

[Handcuffs click]

[Buzzer]

[Alarm continues]

Sir, what the hell's going on?

I don't know. Let's evacuate the building.

[Indistinct shouting]

[Woman coughing]

What the hell happened?!

Man: I need medics up on the second floor right away!

Right away!

McNally?!

It's okay. I'm all right. You okay?

You seen McNally?

No.

Where's McNally?!

Oliver: I don't know!

Send the b*mb Squad! We're gonna sweep this entire floor!

Tim, you all right?

I think so.

Where's McNally?

She's in there!

Oliver: Send the b*mb Squad!

McNally!

[Electricity crackles]

Andy?

McNally?!

Oliver: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Sam!

Sam, do you see her?!

McNally?!

Andy: What?

Go, go! Keep moving!

Hey.

Are you okay?

I can't really hear anything.

That's okay. [Chuckles]

Are you okay?

[Breathing shakily]

Are you crying?

No!

I got smoke in my eye.

You thought I was dead... didn't you?

[Mid-tempo music plays]

Okay, so, this is three times.

How did you find me?

I was just walking by.

I don't believe you.

No, I swear. It's got to be fate.

That, and you have Dark Horse stickers all over your bike.

Hmm.

All right, so, tell me who you are.

I'm Juliet.

Look, I can't get you out of my head.

Really?

Well, you know what?

Um... same.

[Siren wailing]

[Indistinct talking]

Hey.

My ears are still ringing.

[Scoffs] Could have been worse.

I know. I could've lost my face.

[Chuckles]

I got to get back in there and talk to McDonald.

It's okay. Go ahead.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I'm invincible, apparently.

How many girlfriends have you had that could walk away from a b*mb unscathed?

Three.

[Buzzer]

I need a medic in here!

[Camera clicks]

This makes no sense, man.

Shaw, Diaz is on his way to see you.

Diaz. Come on in.

Diaz, what happened?

Sir, he didn't have a blade on him.

I checked him thoroughly.

But I'm willing to accept that I may have made a mistake.

Although I don't think I did. I think I did everything right.

But I realize it was my responsibility for searching the suspect.

Is it?

If I made a mistake, I'll own it.

Okay, then.

[Clears throat, sniffles]

Hey.

Hey.

This is the dress that I was gonna wear.

You're wearing it.

Yeah.

It's, um...

This is the dress that I was gonna wear to... get you back.

Well, it's a nice dress, and you look beautiful in it.

But it doesn't change anything.

What will?

Nothing.

[Gargles]

Hey.

Hi.

Thank you very much for coming to pick me up.

Anytime.

I've got something that I want to, uh, talk to you about.

Okay.

So weird, 'cause I actually have something I would like to tell you.

Okay. You go first.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

I've thought very long and very hard about this, and it... it doesn't make any sense, except it makes absolute sense, and it just feels like the right thing to do.

What does?

Um...

I'm trying to adopt a little girl.

I'm just starting the process.

It's a very long and complicated one, and I certainly don't want to get my hopes up.

But it's Sophie Shand, and her mom d*ed in that apartment building, and I have literally been going to visit her like every week.

And she's, like... she's insane, and I think that you're gonna love her.

Wow.

[Chuckling] I know. I know.

I know that this is... this is a lot.

Um...

But I...

I'm ready to be a mom.

I just accepted a job in San Francisco.

And I was gonna ask you to come with me.

I leave in two weeks.

Hey.

One more.

[Chuckles] No more fairy tales, please.

In the original "Snow White"...

All right.

The queen was her actual mother.

Queen mum sends her huntsman out to track down and bring her back Snow White's liver so she can eat it.

You're making this up.

Why are you ruining all these great stories for me today?

Fairy tales are pretty messed up.

If I were you, I'd avoid them.

Go for something real.

Good night, Detective.

[Thunder rumbling]

Okay. Full name, including any titles or esquires.

Used to be a master corporal in the army.

Now it's just plain old Nick Collins.

Well, Officer Nicholas Michael Collins, to be exact.

"Officer."

You're... you're a cop.

What? You don't like cops?

No, I, um...

I like everything.

I just, uh...

I got to go.

Really? Really?

I shou... I should get your phone number or...

Bye.

Look, I'm... sorry.

♪ say something ♪
♪ I'm giving up on you ♪

Ow.

You were in the middle of a room when a b*mb went off.

You walked away without a scratch.

Uh-huh.

But it hurts to kiss?

[Chuckles] Yes. My ribs hurt.

Well, I will try to be more gentle.

Sorry.

What about here?

Ow.

My jaw hurts, too.

It's probably 'cause I landed on it.

What about here?

Ow.

And here?

Ow.

What about here?

Ow.

♪ it was over my head ♪
♪ I know nothing at all ♪

Do you love her?

Yeah. 'Course I love her.

I just...

I don't trust her.

Well, you should give her a chance.

I mean... we have to learn to forgive the people we love, right?

Pobody's nerfect.

True. Pobody is nerfect.

[Chuckles]

♪ say something ♪
♪ I'm giving up on you ♪

Hey, Marlo?

Yeah?

♪ say something ♪
♪ I'm giving up on you ♪