06x06 - Home Run

[bunniefuu]

You know that taking 100 steps backwards is like taking 1,000 steps forward?

Burns 1/5 more calories, fixes, uh, lopsided muscles, corrects posture.

You know what they say?

That if you're running while you're talking, you're not trying hard enough.

Oh, no, I got great lung capacity.

No matter how fast I run, I can still chat.

[horn honks]

Hold on a second. Just...

What?

Get in the bush.

[fence clanks]

I'm having Jamie flashbacks.

She's still stalking me.

Every time I see her, it's like she's lost more of her marbles, and I half-think they're falling into her bra, I swear to God.

What are you doing?

Just give me a second.

You can have more time.

I don't want more time. I'm ready to talk.

We're only gonna get one chance at this.

More time means more risk.

Okay.

I'll talk to the boss, see if I can set something up.

Tonight, if possible.

You're pretty confident in what you've got.

Yeah.

Let's just get this over with.

You ever notice that the more you try to avoid somebody, the hotter she looks?

Look, I just need you to be quiet for one second, okay?

McNally?

Juliet?

What are... what are you doing here?

What do you mean?

Well, I mean I thought you lived on the other end of town.

Yeah, no, I was just walking the dog.

Oh, yeah?

I mean, it was my friend's dog, and then the friend took the dog home, so...

That makes sense.

Yeah.

I'm just really, you know, not ready to commit to one of my own.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Anyway, I will, uh, I guess I'll see you around.

See ya.

What just happened?

♪

Yeah, buddy.

[laughing] Ohh.

Well, I can't believe it.

It's Swarek, the traitor.

I still can't believe that you chose a woman over sports.

Yeah, but not just any woman.

Ah, true.

Uh, you know the deal.

I got that 20-foot Stanley coming next week.

It's got like 145 horsepower or something like that.

You could ski behind it.

But the, uh, plumbing... that's still a bit rustic.

Rustic is perfect.

You know, you're leaving me a huge gap in the infield.

Who's gonna play the hot corner?

You got a whole lot of keeners.

I've been at that game every single year.

Oh, no, I don't need keeners. I need veteran presence.

I owe you.

All right, see you over there?

Nope. Got the keys to Oliver's cabin this weekend.

McNally for the win.

Nice community spirit.

I already gave Oliver money for popsicles, so suck it.

[chuckles]

♪ If this is a game ♪

♪ If this is a game ♪

Hey.

Hey.

Come on. Let's roll.

[engine turns over]

That's what I love about you, McNally... your lack of enthusiasm.

Keep talking. Look natural.

I think we're standing too close.

It doesn't look natural.

Look, calm down.

Steve's got this.

I got work to do.

[chuckles nervously]

I think he just told her I'm a bitch.

Why would he do that?

Because it's true.

Although, you know what? He's not so nice.

We can't really help it. It's in our genes.

I think Steve's nice.

No, he's not.

He's just on his best behavior 'cause you're really good-looking.

Oh.

[sighs]

He just told her I'm selfish.

How are you doing, by the way?

It didn't really sound sincere, but it was.

[stammers] Just been a crazy couple weeks, but I'm glad to be back at work, so...

Mm.

Hey, Sis. What's going on?

Hey.

Oh!

See? I told you she was nervous.

Usually, she would punch me in the face by now.

Stop talking.

Lauralee: It's okay.

Your brother just spent an hour telling me how amazing you are.

There's just one thing that I can't get a handle on.

Have you ever done any community service?

Or even just worked with kids?

It's not necessary.

It's just that... it looks good.

Uh, do you mean like organizing a sporting event for at-risk youth, uh, sort of thing?

Like the cops'n'kids baseball game today in Jamestown?

Gail's all over that.

Really?

Yeah. That's my...

Oh, what... what I've always called that as my passion project.

I love getting balls together.

And kids, you know? And... and bats.

It's a "go, team" situation. [chuckles]

I'm the caseworker for a number of kids in that community.

Maybe I'll come by.

[chuckling] That sounds just... that sounds great.

I think you should bring a glove.

Maybe I will.

Or you could borrow mine, 'cause I have so many.

[laughs]

Steve: It was nice talking to you. Okay.

[sighs]

There is a strange sensation spreading through my body.

That's fear, because you've never played baseball?

No. I actually think it's gratitude.

Thank you.

Oh, hey.

Thank you.

[indistinct shouting]

That looks like third base.

I see you've played baseball before.

I just... recognize third base when I get there.

Oliver: Nick!

Ooh! Nice backdoor slider!

I have no idea what that means, but that was awesome.

You are with me.

So this means you're going to third base with Oliver?

Um...

All right, where do you want me, Coach?

Uh... Here. Give me a hand.

Okay, I want you to help me keep an eye on these kids, okay?

None of them are ganged up, but in this neighborhood, it's a viable alternative.

I mean, this neighborhood was right on the edge of becoming a safe community.

Then Boz Shepherd took over what's known as the Jameson g*ng.

I know. I read the stats.

Homicide's up, assaults, drug arrests.

But the real story is this field.

You know, local shopkeepers were gonna pitch in, put a real playground here, and then the gangs and the drug problem drove that hope into the ground.

Yogi Berra!

[chuckles]

[laughs]

Ohh, man!

[chuckles]

[laughing] Ohh.

How you doing?

Oh, man, a hundred times better now.

Look... meet Juliet Ward. She's a transfer from Vancouver.

This is Noelle. Lovely to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

You're gonna play, yeah?

Uh, I wish.

15 Division joint. I am headquarters now.

[scoffs] Come on. We could really use a ringer.

No cheating in community-outreach baseball.

Rules.

I know. I know.

Can you believe that the two of us are actually behind a desk now?

And the city hasn't fallen apart.

Mm. Not yet, anyway.

[chuckles]

Juliet's gonna be my assistant coach today.

Yeah, um, he plans for us to lose, I guess.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. We play hard around here.

People can tell when you're not doing your best.

I'm sure you're right about that.

How far do you think it is to the fence?

I don't know. I don't hit for power. I hit for average.

Nobody pays to see singles.

Nobody's paying for any of this.

Hey.

Help me hand these out.

Chris: Yellow?

Yes. Light yellow, no g*ng affiliations.

Surprising. Such a menacing color.

I guess.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. She... she came.

Uh...

Do I... do I look like I'm participating?

Large and in charge, Peck.

You're doing great.

Hey!

Hey!

120 more clicks to go, and then I'm throwing you in a lake.

Clothing optional.

[crunching]

Would you like to know which option I prefer?

How long do you think it would take for a biker to infiltrate the police force?

Say again?

Hypothetical question.

Infiltrate in what way?

Mm.

Let's say there's a female cop, right?

Single, cute, uh, predisposed to like bad boys.

And there's this guy who is affiliated with a g*ng.

He makes her fall madly in love with him.

And next thing you know, she's a mole.

McNally, are you dating a biker behind my back?

Shut up. I'm not talking about me.

Who are you talking about?

Nobody. Nothing.

[indistinct shouting]

[cheers and applause]

Third out.

Whatever. That was a lucky fluke.

I played in the minors, man.

I'm gonna take you guys down.

Oh, yeah? Well, I used to play on the force's national team, so bring it.

"Force's"? Army, you mean?

Yes, sir. See the world.

k*ll bad guys.

Keep the peace.

Rules are rules.

[chuckles]

Man: Yo, that ump is bogus, man. That was a bogus call.

Brooklyn, get your phone out of my face.

Boris is over there. He's looking for you.

Well, you can tell Boris I'm still not talking to him.

Hey, you got to wear a shirt.

I'm not putting on that thing.

No shirt, no play.

Which would be a shame.

That color doesn't even look good on anyone.

I don't know that. I think I look pretty good in this.

Not even you, blondie.

Duncan: Know what? My day off... mnh-mnh.

I would not be trying to change the neighborhood, okay?

People around here never change.

Yeah, I'm sure you'd have much better things to do.

Uh, I do, okay?

Off the top of my head... sleeping.

Second... "World of Warcraft."

I just leveled up last night. It was awesome.

Third... ukulele practice.

You ever played the ukulele?

It's the most soothing thing I've ever played in my entire life.

After work, if you want, I can teach you.

Really?

Yeah.

No.

Wait. Are you telling me that on your day off, you'd spend it indoors?

Hey, Staff.

Hey.

Yeah. You ever heard of self-improvement?

Uh, I've heard of selfish improvement, which is what that sounds like, unlike this, which is actually helping other people.

Okay, cool.

Then let's go out there and fight crime in a squad car.

This is a high-crime area, okay?

We're making our presence felt.

Just by standing here, we're stopping crime.

Plus, they're serving hot dogs at lunch, so...

[smacks lips]

[police radio chatter]

Mm.

[exhales deeply]

Andy, it wasn't a bird. It was a rock.

I'm pretty sure I saw feathers.

And if it's alive, I-I can't leave it here.

Okay, l-look at that windshield.

If it was a bird... and it wasn't... but if it was...

You're saying it's dead?

You're saying we k*lled the bird?

No, we didn't k*ll a bird.

[scoffs]

We k*lled a rock.

If it was a bird, then we will find it, and we will bury it with a little ceremony, and then we will continue on with our perfect weekend, okay?

McNally?

What?

What does poison ivy look like?

Like mutant three-leaf parsley.

Aw! Come on!

[rap music plays]

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Ever ♪

♪ Yo, Mertz ♪

♪ Yeah, you gotta hit 'em with the big one ♪

Ohh!

[cheers and applause]

Whoo!

That's all right. That's all right.

It's a family game. Family game. Family game.

All right, everybody, Chris Diaz! Let's hear it!

All right, Diaz! Go, blue!

Come on. No fastballs.

[chanting] Diaz! Diaz! Diaz!

[chanting] Diaz!

Batter, batter, batter!

Juliet: Ohh!

Oliver: Ohh!

Weak, Diaz! Weak!

[laughter]

This isn't my bat.

Hey-ohh!

This isn't... this isn't.

Oh, you want this one?

Yeah, yeah.

All right.

That's gonna make a difference.

Yeah.

[applause]

Yes! Thanks. All right. Okay.

Come on, Diaz! Come on, Diaz!

[cheers and applause]

For your future! For your future!

Diaz: Gimme that golden arm! Come on!

Here we go.

Whoo!

Better hit it now. Better hit it now.

Out of the park, Diaz! Out of the park!

[cheers and applause]

Ohh!

Go, go, go, go!

Everybody, down!

[indistinct shouting]

Get down!

[tires squeal]

Heads down! Heads down!

Down! Down! Down!

Woman: Go, go, go, go, go!

[tires squeal, g*nshots]

Man: Everybody, down! Epstein!

[indistinct shouting]

Hey! Get down! Down on the ground!

Gail: Hey!

Boris!

Hey! Hey!

Don't touch me!

Stay down!

Boris!

[tires squeal]

I'm gonna take care of him.

Somebody help him!

[crying]

We're taking care of him, okay?

[crying] There's blood. Boris!

Okay, we're... we're taking care of him, okay?

[siren wails]

He's gonna be okay, right?

They're gonna take care of him.

Just, someone here has to take your statement.

Can't it be you?

I-I have to give my statement, too, 'cause we're all witnesses today.

Okay.

I know you want to stay.

Just keep me posted.

I will.

I got to call Frank.

[siren chirps]

Did you see the sh**t, Diaz?

No, I didn't get a good look at him.

Yeah, me neither.

Well, you should put that in your statement when it's time to give your statement.

Yeah, no, I get that. No editorializing.

Okay, so, basically, you can't tell me anything, so it's almost like you live in this neighborhood.

Dude.

The two victims were sh*t here, and they're on their way to Memorial.

You know who drives a silver S.U.V.?

Boz Shepherd?

Dov got a partial plate.

We're checking to see if it matches.

Last 10 months, that guy has turned this neighborhood into a w*r zone.

All right, if anybody saw anything, they are not gonna tell us here.

We're gonna get all these kids and take them down to 15.

There's safety in numbers.

Uggggggh!

[scratching]

How are you not scratching right now?

I am driving, so it gives me something to think about other than how much I want to scratch.

I can do it, too.

Fine. I'm gonna tell you, okay?

But you got to keep it between us.

Keep what between us?

The mole! It's Juliet.

Juliet Ward?

Yes.

You think Juliet Ward is a mole for a g*ng of bikers?

Mysterious transfer.

Happens.

Two phones.

It's fairly common.

Okay, well, when we were back at the prison, one of the inmates recognized her as the ex of one of the drug dealers for The Reapers.

Seriously?

Mm-hmm. Said she recognized her from Vancouver.

Did you ask her about that?

Yeah, she said that she fell in love with him while she was undercover, and then she just got out free and clear, and that's why she's super-cautious now.

Okay. Seems plausible.

What?!

What... what if she's still talking to him?

You know, what if she's feeding him a bunch of information?

Sam, I saw her this morning. She got out of a random S.U.V.

McNally, I think you should just forget about it.

Why?

'Cause I think you should.

Why?

Is there something you're not telling me?

Yes, there is something I'm not telling you.

I haven't told you how much I need this weekend, how much I want to be with you alone.

So now I'm telling you.

We're gonna have the best weekend ever.

[chuckles, whines]

[scratching]

One of the victims was Raj Varma, Sidd Varma's baby brother... k*ll Street g*ng.

Yeah, k*ll Street's been jostling for position here.

Jameson g*ng's been pushing back.

Yeah, maybe Raj was retaliation.

Yeah.

Oliver: Okay.

Partial plate that Dov got matches Boz.

Well, that's a green light to bring him in.

Yep. I know you took a sh*t at this guy six months ago.

I had him dead to rights with that stash of weapons.

Dead to rights would have been a properly ex*cuted search warrant.

I...

Steve, I don't make the laws.

Let's just make sure that we do this right.

Everybody, listen up.

O.T. has been approved.

I want everybody back in their uniforms.

I want you to talk to those kids and find out what they saw on that baseball field.

Sorry, Staff, but who are we gonna find that's gonna take the risk of I.D.'ing Boz?

Somebody who cares about their community.

Okay? Be friendly. This is still outreach.

Get going.

I'm rolling out with you guys.

All right.

Dispatcher: All units, bolo for suspect Boz Shepherd.

Black male, early 20s, 6'2", 180 pounds, driving a silver S.U.V., tag Alpha-Uniform-Golf-Romeo 6-3-9.

[sirens wailing]

[tires screech]

Let me see your hands!

Oh. Mr. Boz Shepherd.

Detective Peck.

You here to take another run at me?

Get out.

Turn around.

Let's see what you got, huh?

You know Detective Traci Nash.

This here is Officer Diaz and Peck.

Baby sister, huh?

That's cool.

If you can't trust family...

So, you want to talk? Let's talk.

Not without these.

Pretty sure you and I could find a better use for those cuffs, Baby Sister.

You say it again!

Hey! Hey!

Say it again!

Take it easy.

Steve! Get off!

Say it again!

Chris: Let's go. Let's go.

Hey!

Stop it! Look at me, okay?

All right.

I'll tell you what... you get me a confession, and I will buy you that terrible bottle of wine.

You know, the one with the naked baby angels on it.

Okay?

Yeah. All right.

Sounds good.

Commissioner.

I was down three strokes to Councilor Grey on the 14th at Cascade View.

You know that hole... the sand trap on the left?

Uh, no, sir, I-I can't say that I do.

Cascade View is a... is a private course.

Thank you very much for coming down here on a Saturday.

Where's Inspector Jarvis?

Uh, he's at a conference. We couldn't get him.

Okay, so what's going on?

We have Boz Shepherd for the sh**ting that happened today.

Uh, we have a partial plate, and I knew that you'd want to be here.

The trail better be clean.

Yeah. Yeah, by the book.

We got the w*apon? Any witnesses?

Not yet, sir. Not yet.

But, uh, my officers made some real connections with those kids at the baseball game today, and there is something there.

And I'll make it stick.

You know, if I left my game today to see Boz Shepherd go down, I can live with that.

But if we let him slip again...

We won't.

We won't.

Good.

[door opens]

You gonna stay in observation?

Gail: Yep.

All right.

[buzzer]

Mr. Shepherd tells me he's quite broken up about the sh**ting.

sh**ting up kids playing baseball?

[scoffs]

What kind of man does that?

Same kind that's taken over six towers in the neighborhood.

The same man who invented drone patrol... where you toss someone off their balcony to zero in on their money.

Same man who's got an alibi for 6 murders in the last 10 months that were g*ng hits.

A man like that would, uh, sh**t up a field full of kids, yeah.

Yeah, also a field full of cops?

That part make sense?

You got a silver S.U.V.

Your plates match what our officers I.D.'d.

I leave that car out on the street with the keys in it.

Little test for the neighborhood.

See who's got the stones.

I guess somebody does.

That's handy.

So, you drive up and you sh**t a bunch of kids, you park the car and leave the keys, right?

"Not me, Officer."

No, not me, Officer.

Look, I got a Saturday routine... breakfast at Roti Street, read the paper, see what's going on in the world.

I was nowhere near that field.

Not in the car.

[scoffs] Check my alibi.

You intimidate people to keep them quiet.

I know that.

And somebody saw you, and eventually, one of them will say something.

Yeah, Boz was here.

Saturday morning, comes for breakfast, reads the paper.

What, so he's a regular? He comes every Saturday?

Regular customer's a good customer.

How many regular customers are you getting these days?

Mr. Kim, you can't build a business on one gangster.

You think I don't know that?

So, was he here?

Yes, he was here.

Every Saturday, he's here.

I wish it wasn't true, but it is.

Let's load in the food, take off our clothes, and get in that lake.

Sounds good.

[keys jingle]

Oh, crap.

Somebody broke in.

Or something.

[exhales deeply]

Smells like a zoo in here.

All right, you know what? No problem.

We'll clean up.

It'll take an hour... tops. We'll be right back on track.

[sighs]

What is up with you right now?

I mean, usually, it's me who's overenthused about terrible situations.

Every goal is sweeter when you have to work for it, McNally.

Uh-huh.

I'm gonna find some calamine lotion, and then we're gonna scrub this place clean.

Best weekend ever.

Don't push it.

[sighs]

Brooklyn: I told you... I didn't see anything, and I wasn't filming when the sh*ts were fired.

Don't you need a warrant for that?

You said we could look at it, right?

[mouse clicks]

See? Nothing.

Okay. Just give it a minute.

Man: Go ahead, baby. Don't be shy.

[giggles]

Stop.

Babe, you promise you won't show anyone, right?

Promise.

Uh, naked lady.

Uh... Oh, my gosh.

Why is this on your phone?

You are the youth of today, and I do not understand you.

I'm old. I'm officially old.

Man.

What are you doing?

No, I-I wasn't...

There are kids in the hospital. Can we focus?

Yeah. No, I was...

[sighs] There you go.

Look, I already told you there was nothing to see.

You know what? Don't rush it.

Sometimes if you just relax, even close your eyes, play it back, you might remember something.

I was playing ball, man. I wasn't watching cars go by.

Sure, but you're an athlete. You got great reflexes.

I'll bet when you heard those g*nshots, you looked to see where they were coming from.

Even if I did, I'm not a snitch.

Ramon, doing the right thing isn't being a snitch.

You're putting a guy in jail that hurts people.

I want to play baseball.

But I have to stay alive to do that.

Look, can I just see him? I really need to see him.

Michie, you can make such a difference here.

You were on the field when the sh**t fired.

Your boyfriend got caught up in a turf w*r.

You think they're after Raj because he was connected to k*ll Street.

That silver S.U.V... you ever seen it before?

Yeah... belongs to Boz Shepherd.

Did you happen to see who was driving it today?

You want me to say it was Boz.

And what if I did? He'd be out in a week.

No, he won't. We got two kids down.

The sh**t would be going away for at least 20 years.

20 years.

Michie.

Did you see the sh**t?

Look, I know that you're scared, but you got to know that we would do everything we can to protect you.

What about my brother, my family?

How are you gonna protect them?

Well, by identifying the sh**t, that really is your best chance of keeping them safe.

It really is.

It was Boz.

He was driving.

It was Boz.

[clears throat]

We got him.

What about Henry Kim?

Well, if Kim knows Boz got I.D.'d, he just might change his story, right?

You know, Boz is a talented guy, but he's not magic.

He can't be in two places at the same time.

Yeah, we've got him at the crime scene.

An eyewitness I.D.'d him about an hour ago.

Which means either our witness is lying or you may have been confused about this morning.

Someone saw him at the baseball field?

Yes, they did.

The Jameson g*ng isn't that strong.

If Boz goes away, we're gonna have a field day picking off the rest of them.

You're gonna get your neighborhood back.

You'll be the boss of your own business again.

Yeah, all you have to do is just tell the truth.

Okay, so maybe I didn't see him.

If I'm gonna put Boz away for good, I'm gonna need a clear statement from you.

I didn't see him this morning.

Boz wasn't here.

You're sure?

Okay. Thank you.

Gail, it's like you said... all he needed to do was tell the truth.

Hi.

Hey.

[exhales deeply] Wow.

What'd you have for breakfast this morning?

I'm sorry... what?

Sorry. Can I see your phone?

No.

Uh... Let me rephrase that.

You wouldn't happen to have anything on your phone that you would, you know, E-mail to a friend or show your Uncle Gary, do you?

Of course not.

Okay, so you've deleted everything?

Yeah.

I think so.

Are you 1,000% sure?

I could double-check.

Yes, please. Yes.

Because memories fade, but pictures... linger... if you know what I mean.

Yeah, I mean, that night on the boat... that's never gonna fade.

From your memory, right? Not your phone?

Because if those pictures are on your phone, you need to find those pictures and you need to delete those pictures.

Okay?

I mean, not that I regret it, because my body was pretty bangin' that night.

[chuckles]

So was yours, but I'm a police officer, right?

There's a certain standard of professionalism that we have to uphold.

[sighs]

Chloe, rest assured there is no evidence on my phone that we ever even met.

That's sad.

But good. That's good.

[clears throat]

Whew. Okay.

So, now that we've cleared that up, I can now go give a lecture to a teenager from a non-hypocritical place of wisdom.

Okay.

[door opens]

Oh, hey, and, Dov, feel free to use whatever is up in the ol' memory bank for, you know, those, uh, lonely times.

[Michie sighs]

Hey. She all done with her statement?

Yeah, I'm just taking her to the hospital right now to see the boyfriend.

They're booking Boz now.

Look, can we go?

Hey, Michie.

You asked if it was Boz, and I told you it was Boz.

You said you'd take care of me and my brother.

No, no, we will... because you're telling us the truth, right?

Steve: Gail.

It's all right.

What are you doing?

I feel very weird about it.

Michie's acting very strange.

Henry changes his story because he heard we had a witness.

Yeah?

Well, what if... what if Raj wasn't the intended victim?

Raj was the only potential target.

If he was the intended target, why would you keep sh**ting?

Don't do this, okay?

Do what?

Hey, Steve, I want to get Boz just as much as you do.

Yeah. And we got him.

We got him. So don't dig.

You know, you're not the one that screwed up last time.

There's been three drive-bys since he walked, okay? Two dead.

That wasn't your fault.

It was.

I had the guy but not the paperwork.

Okay, this time, I got it all.

Okay. So, we are letting you go.

Chloe: What? Why?

They found an eyewitness for Boz Shepherd.

You will get this back, but first, you are getting a piece of advice.

Well, you need to tell whoever sent you this that it is not okay.

Sure. He's lying in a hospital bed with a g*nsh*t wound.

But if Boris survives, I'll let him know you don't approve.

Boris sent you this video?

What video?

A nudie video of his girlfriend.

Boris sent it around last night.

Are you... talking about Michie?

Yeah.

Apparently, it went viral.

You sure about this?

Don't know yet.

Does Steve know you're here?

How's he doing?

Doctor said he's gonna be all right.

You really love him?

He's an idiot most of the time, but... yeah.

I do.

Do Boris and your brother get along?

It's Winston, right? That's your brother.

They do all right.

You know, I looked into your brother, and I noticed, uh... he hangs with Boz's crew a little bit, doesn't he?

Sometimes. Not really.

He's in the system.

He has a few arrests but no convictions.

Does he look out for you?

I look out for myself.

When you asked me how long the sh**t would serve, I really thought you were asking me about Boz.

I was.

My older brother, Steve... he nearly caught Boz about like six months ago, and then something went wrong with the paperwork, and Boz went free.

This arrest means everything to him.

And now it looks like I might take that away.

Your brother must have been devastated by that video.

Look, it's not a big deal.

Come on, Michie. That's... a video like that, that's a very big deal.

And I know that if there was a video like that of me, my brother would lose it.

He said Boris was making me do things... that weren't right.

But it's on me, all right?

I knew Boris was taking the video.

No, y-you didn't know that he was gonna send it to all his friends.

That's not on you.

Michie, there are gonna be a lot of cops out there.

They're gonna be knocking on doors and asking if anybody saw your brother using Boz's S.U.V., and I'm sorry, but Winston does not have the rep that Boz does, so someone's gonna say something.

It was Boz who sh*t up the field. I told you.

Boris and Raj... they're fine.

Yeah, that's great. I'm... I'm... I'm glad.

It doesn't mean you can put the wrong person behind bars.

My brother's a good guy.

He opened fire at innocent people.

Now, I can help you.

I can.

I can help both you and Winston, but only if he surrenders.

You want me to turn my brother in?

I want you to do what's right.

Michie. Come on. Let's go home.

Winston Brewer... you're under arrest for two counts of attempted m*rder.

Michie: You shouldn't have done it.

I didn't need you to defend me.

[police radio chatter]

You're supposed to watch out for your family.

I know.

Gail: Winston Brewer, two counts of attempted m*rder.

I appreciate you putting the car back where you found it, Win.

But sh**ting up a neighborhood game?

Man, that's just cold.

Get out.

Traci.

Is Boz aware of any of the behind-the-scenes?

No. He only knows what he just saw.

Michie and the rest... they're safe.

You know I had to do it.

Oh, sure. I know that.

Steve...

Gail, he was right here.

We could have put that guy away, but now... now he's back out there.

Because he didn't do it.

You know, I thought we had each other's back.

Yeah, same team for the first time.

I did.

No.

No, I guess not.

Lauralee said you needed a visit.

Hey!

Oh, my God, what are you doing here?

Lauralee: Sophie, you know what Gail did today?

She was a hero.

She saved a girl without even knowing her.

She didn't even think twice.

No big deal. [chuckles]

[chuckling] Whoa.

What was her name?

Michie.

I like that name.

You do?

Yeah.

We call my friend Michie, but the teachers don't say her whole name.

What's her whole name?

Michelle.

Yeah?

Thank you.

Have her back by 7:00.

Okay.

You know what?

There are no rules at my house. Did you know that?

Nope.

You know why?

'Cause there's no adults at my house.

[chuckling] What do you think about that?

[chuckles]

I think, uh, we're almost done.

Yeah.

[both sigh]

I don't know how I'm gonna drag myself back up to that cabin.

I'm sorry.

For what?

I just, uh... kind of wanted this weekend to be perfect, you know?

Everything... just so.

And, uh, it's kind of been like the last six months, you know, in a little bottle... best of intentions, but... it's just a disaster.

But you're still here.

I like this weekend.

I'll have you know I love k*lling birds.

And one of my favorite things is getting poison ivy all over my body.

This is better than perfect.

It's us.

Come on. Let's get back to the cabin, all right?

Fire up the barbecue.

I don't care who cooks.

Actually, I do care... you.

Marry me... Mcnally.

Oh, my God.

McNally?

[chuckles]

[chuckling] Yes.

Yes?

[laughing] Yes.

Yes?

Yeah.

[sighs]

[exhales deeply]

Well, a few hours ago, this was a crime scene, all right?

But right now and tomorrow, the day after that, it's still gonna be a baseball field.

It's gonna be, uh, the only baseball field these kids got.

You know?

So let's get out there and get it back into shape.

Let them know that we haven't forgotten about them.

Let's go.

Hey.

Come on in, guys.

Hey.

I'll take that.

Yeah.

Throw it around.

Nice.

You guys, too.

Well, it's not such a bad night after all.

Mnh-mnh.

Even though it does still smell like a zoo.

Mm.

Go with "earthy"...

"primal."

Right.

Appropriate, no?

Right.

[chuckles]

It is what it is.

Which is why it's perfect.

[sighs]

You know what'd make it more perfect?

If you would tell me about Juliet.

[chuckles]

You are relentless.

It's one of the reasons why you love me so much.

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

What makes you think I know anything about Juliet?

[scoffs]

Because you told me to let it go.

Right.

You never say that unless you're hiding something.

♪ To see that you were sleeping ♪

[clears throat]

Hmm?

After the expl*si*n in the evidence room...

Yes, where I almost d*ed and you remembered why you love me so much... again.

[chuckles]

...and Ted McDonald was found dead...

I really shouldn't be talking about this.

Really?

I mean...

I-I couldn't stop thinking...

All right. [clears throat]

I-I-I couldn't stop thinking about everything that Ted was saying about corruption in 15 Division... about it being Commissioner Santana... the fish stinking from the head.

And then all of his evidence blows up.

Mm-hmm.

If it's true... it's a very tricky investigation.

[sighs]

So I went to a good friend... someone I absolutely trust in Internal Affairs... and I suggested they look into it.

I think Juliet might be the I.A. officer they sent in.

You really think someone at 15 Division is dirty?

Wait.

Who's your good friend... the one you trust?

[sighs]

The person that spends the most time with Commissioner Santana is Inspector Jarvis.

He goes above and beyond.

He seems to be in the back of Santana's pocket.

And I know that that might seem obvious, but I do think that it's unusual.

Jarvis is opportunistic and ambitious, but that doesn't make him dirty.

You got anything else on him?

No, because I think that there's others that are even more suspicious.

Like?

Chris Diaz.

Just got out of rehab for cocaine addiction, and... he's sleeping with Jarvis' wife.

Diaz? You're bringing me Diaz?

Well, I'm saying that it's suspicious behavior.

He's just traded one addiction for another.

He'll get over it.

Okay.

Well, we can't ignore Duncan Moore.

I mean, he's dumb as a bag of hammers, but he's also got stepdaddy issues.

He's certainly under his stepdaddy's thumb, but do you think Alonso would trust him not to screw things up?

I couldn't say.

What have you got, Ward?

You didn't demand this meeting to give me this.

[sighs]

b*mb was on a 20-minute timer.

You back it up to the moment of the expl*si*n, and you see who enters the evidence room.

We cleared those people.

The ones who signed in, sure.

But there are other people that have key cards, and someone used their key card 20 minutes before the b*mb blew.

And if you didn't like any of those other names... you're gonna hate this one.

It was Oliver Shaw.

♪ Waiting on the wind to blow our friends back to our side ♪