08x02 - Ghosts of the Past

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08x02 - Ghosts of the Past

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Now, it's one thing to talk about a piece of legislation, and talk and talk and talk.

It's quite another thing...

A far better thing, in my view...

To put a story and a face to the goals and aspirations of that legislation.

You really dig this guy?

Yeah, he's the real deal, yeah.

Will you just... just stop talking now?

Andrea Rivas came to this country from El Salvador with $80 and a dream.

A dream shared by countless others...

You bring something for him to autograph for you?

Shut up.

Team Walters.

Needless to say, she tells this story far better than I could.

Andrea?

Every team needs a mascot.

Seriously, Reagan, shut up.

Thank you, Congressman Walters.

Thanks, Joe.

You got it, Danny.

There are mushrooms on it.

Thought you liked mushrooms.

I do, but...

We never used to get them because of Mom.

Look, this is...

never gonna get easier, but we do kind of have to start putting one foot in front of the other, you know?

Do you mean move on?

I'm just saying that I don't think.

Mom would want us to stop living our lives.

Right?

It is pretty good.

Danny, hey.

Hey, Shelly, how you doing?

Hey, guys.

Hello.

Hi.

That service was so beautiful.

I can't stop thinking about it, even now.

We appreciate it.

Thank you.

Actually, Danny, there was something I was hoping to talk to you about.

Okay.

Boys, give me a second, okay?

See you guys later.

Bye.

Bye.

Go ahead, start eating.

I'll be right back, boys.

What's up?

You remember Leah Harris, of course.

Yeah.

She's, finally home after all these years, right?

What was it, 12 years she was missing?

13.

Prayers answered.

That's a good thing.

Linda and I used to spend a lot of time over at the Harrises, especially after Leah ran away.

Yeah, sure, I remember.

My kids grew up with their kids.

I mean, we were close.

WWhat are you getting at here?

Detective, whoever that girl is, it isn't Leah.

You're sure about that?

As sure as the sun'll rise.

Um, well, wouldn't her family know if she wasn't the girl?

Her mother is so happy to have her back, I'm afraid she doesn't see that she's being taken in by a con artist.

Not for nothing, but that's a little hard to believe, don't you think?

I know how it sounds, Danny, but please.

I know Linda would have felt the same way.

Yeah.

And she'd bring it up until I relented.

The mayor and the police commissioner have always marched together in the West Indian Day parade.

Until now.

Why until now?

Nigel Morgan served time for the attempted m*rder of police officers.

Actually, for seditious conspiracy, a nonviolent crime.

Not to cops.

To cops, he is responsible for bombs aimed at cops, end of story.

He served his time.

And now he is being honored.

How do you think my cops feel about that?

I might point out, it is not a cop parade.

I assure you, hundreds of them will be there.

If it was some Sinn Féin thug being honored at the St.

Patty's Day parade, you'd be right out there with the bagpipers.

Not if he came after my people.

I guess you could order me.

I did, and I am.

Well, then say it out loud, in an official press release.

The PC, under your pressure, has agreed to march for the greater good of the West Indian community, but under strong protest for any honors offered Nigel Morgan.

"The greater good"?

Something like that.

Put some mustard on the wording.

I thought you didn't play politics.

I wouldn't say I speak French, either, but I can get by in a pinch.

L'addition, s'il vous plait.

I don't speak French.

He said, "The bill, please." It's on the house.

Look, I don't mind being on protective detail.

I'm just saying, no matter the cause, a politician is a politician.

You can't deny that he's helping people.

I can't deny that's the soap he's selling.

Andrea.

Andrea!

Everything all right?

There's no trouble at all, Officers.

But thank you.

Thank you very much.

Linda was a wonderful friend to me over the years.

Yeah, she was a good friend.

She had that gift.

And she'd be very happy about the good news for the neighborhood.

Yes, she would've.

I've waited for this moment for so long.

I always knew Leah was still alive.

I never gave up hope.

That's good.

Detective Reagan, this is Leah.

And I don't know if you remember my son, Luke?

Yeah, I do.

Actually, I remember both of you.

But last time I saw you, you were just kids this big.

Nice to meet you again, Detective.

You, too.

Hello.

Leah, we're really all glad that you decided to come back home.

Thank you.

It's not such a bad place to live after all, right?

You have to forgive her; She's tired.

Yeah, bedside manner's never been my strong suit.

Sorry.

Go check on her.

Good to see you.

Get you a drink?

No, no, it's...

a little, early for me.

You say, she came back a couple weeks ago?

12 days today.

Wow.

Any idea why she left?

I'm just happy that's what it was.

You go through all the scenarios when something like this happens.

Did she get kidnapped, or worse?

Right.

I...

can't even imagine.

I'm just glad she's home, where she belongs.

Photo albums?

Yeah.

Mind if I take a look?

Be my guest.

Cute.

Um, looks like some pictures have been taken out.

Leah made herself a notebook to remind herself of friends and family.

Good idea.

Why do you think she came home now?

Well, she'd been living in homeless shelters.

Moving from town to town with a group of drifters.

Right.

I think she got fed up with that life.

Yeah, I bet.

Is there another reason you're here, Detective?

Is she how you remembered her?

13 years changes people.

I expect we'll both have to get to know one another again.

I guess so.

She ran away in August of 2004 while at a sleepover camp on Staten Island.

The family checked her into camp, but later that night she went missing.

No suspicion of foul play, nothing like that?

We didn't rule anything out, but the girl had run away from home a few times before.

This just seemed to be more of the same.

Have a seat.

There was no sign of her after that?

None.

Though not for lack of effort.

The mom would come back to me about the investigation about a hundred times a year.

Right.

Why are you asking all this now?

The case is finally closed.

Look, is there any possibility that the girl who returned home isn't Leah?

So that's why you two called me here.

A neighbor of the Harrises raised some concern.

Shelly Elwood?

Yeah, Shelly Elwood.

Why?

She already talk to you?

To me, her local precinct; Now to you, it seems.

You ask me, she's got too much time on her hands.

Maybe she does have too much time on her hands, but I will say, she did seem pretty convinced.

Regardless, the bottom line is.

Leah's DNA matched the one we had on file.

Great, so you did a DNA test.

Anything else?

Yes, we also had a redundancy.

We showed her pictures of family and friends, and she was able to name them all independently.

Well, I guess that's that.

She was able to name them all independently?

Not a single slipup.

And that didn't seem weird to you?

What do you mean?

Well, she's been gone 13 years, she looks at a bunch of pictures of people she hasn't seen in 13 years, she names all of them without any slipups?

Well, maybe she spent a lot of long nights doing just that, going over memories.

I don't know what you hope to find here, Detectives, but Leah checks out.

Now, if there's nothing else, I have a few other cases that need my attention.

We can't just let this go.

Jamie.

I got to say something.

Hey!

A couple questions.

What's the big deal?

I don't know, we could get thrown off the detail.

Come on, what we saw wasn't nothing.

Our job is to protect the congressman, not to investigate him.

Maybe he's the distressed party.

Won't know if we don't ask.

Two of New York's finest.

I feel very safe under your watchful eyes.

Proud to serve, Congressman.

Please, call me Richard, Officer Janko and Reagan.

Reagan.

Are you any relation to the commissioner?

Yes, sir.

He's my father.

Well, I admire what he's done in this city, and I think his example should be followed through the country.

I agree.

So, what can I do for you?

Last night, after your speech...

I know.

I know.

These roadshows, everybody's nerves gets frazzled.

Is everything okay?

Absolutely.

Then how come Andrea jumped out of a moving car?

Jamie.

No.

That's okay.

Um...

Congressman.

I promised Andrea that I would get her family into the country, but that's proven difficult, especially in the current climate.

So, understandably, she's frustrated.

Ever any concern for your safety with her?

Gosh, no.

Okay.

So, you're sure, there's nothing?

Nothing but good people trying to do good work.

Congressman, may I?

Of course.

New York's finest.

Good night, Reagan.

Hey, hey, wait.

Hey, look, I know you think I'm crazy, but II remember...

when I spoke to the mom, she told me that Leah put together a scrapbook full of pictures of family and friends so she could remember them.

Okay.

Well, why would she need to do that if she already remembered them without a single slipup?

Like she used the scrapbook as a cheat sheet?

Makes sense.

Well, come on.

You got to admit, something doesn't add up.

What does add up is the DNA evidence, Danny.

That could be faked.

How?

Do you hear yourself right now?

Look, Linda and Shelly spent a lot of time with this family.

Shelly wouldn't say that something was off, not for nothing.

Don't get in over your head for the wrong reasons.

Come on.

What is that supposed to mean?

Shelly was the one that brought this to you, not Linda.

Go home, be with your boys.

Get some rest, okay?

Sir?

Who is it?

Me, sir.

No, I meant, who's my 5:00?

Me, sir.

And Retired Detective First Grade Joseph Polito.

Hello, Joe.

Commissioner.

My godfather.

Please, sit down.

I don't think we've ever met.

No.

Detective Polito was severely injured in the bombing Nigel Morgan masterminded.

Which is why I would know the name.

This is not my idea.

Uncle Joe.

I want the commissioner to know that.

Consider me informed.

Sir, this is about...

Who's being honored in the West Indian Day parade.

Which is just wrong.

Joe?

My goddaughter insisted I register a complaint.

Consider it done, thank you.

Believe me, I hear you.

But you understand, I have to hear them.

It's their community.

They have a right to honor anyone they choose.

That doesn't mean you have to walk with them.

His crimes have already been adjudicated.

With all due respect, sir, my godfather's left leg has been adjudicated.

Abby.

Uncle Joe.

I'm sorry, but you are family.

And the commissioner understands that better than anybody I know.

Are you asking me to boycott the parade?

I wouldn't be so bold, Commissioner.

But you would?

All day long, sir.

Aw!

It really looks great.

Aah!

God...

Dad.

Yay.

Thank you.

Thank you.

It's terrible.

I know.

It's not your mom's chicken cutlets, but it'll do.

Dad, we could just order Chinese.

I mean...

Why?

All we got to do is scrape off the b*rned stuff, and it's as good as new.

Yeah, I like it extra crispy.

Exactly.

See, there you go.

What are you doing?

Taking pictures for my friends.

I mean...

Don't take pictures for your friends of the burnt chicken!

Have to.

A picture's worth a thousand words.

Send...

Send that one to me.

Yeah.

Picture is worth a thousand words, isn't it?

You know what?

Forget the chicken.

I'll pick up some Chinese takeout, but I got to make a stop, okay?

Turn off the oven and throw the chicken away.

You're still gonna eat it?

I'm still gonna eat it.

I was heading to the store and figured I'd come by and see if I might have left it here.

I understand.

I misplace my phone all the time.

Right.

I was sitting here.

Do you mind if I peek?

No.

Okay, great.

Yeah, no luck.

You think maybe one of the kids might've grabbed it by accident?

I just got Leah one.

She could've mixed it up.

Her bedroom's upstairs.

Great.

Um, do you mind if I use aa restroom?

Well, you can use Leah's.

It's right there.

Great.

Thank you.

You know, I think I remember where I left it.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

I'm pretty sure.

Thanks for your help, though.

Well, I'll let you know if it turns up here.

Great.

Hey, you're gonna get us thrown off the detail.

I'm trying to do the job of a detail...

To protect the people that we're charged with protecting.

How's it going?

It's going.

You like driving for the congressman?

Sure.

Been good for some stories over the years.

Any stories worth sharing?

What is it that you're after?

We were wondering about last night.

That's none of your business, or mine.

It's our business to keep the congressman safe.

Then why don't you do what you're paid to do, drive along behind and don't ask questions.

Look, nobody gets out of a moving car without a good reason.

There something that you're failing to report to the congressman's NYPD detail?

Look, are they having an affair?

What's so funny?

Walters is one of those guys that doesn't believe a man should be alone with a woman that isn't his wife.

Then what?

I just told you, I don't speak Spanish.

Look, I respect loyalty more than anyone, but if the congressman is hurting her...

You two have got it all wrong.

How?

As far as I can tell, it's the congressman's back that's against the wall.

You went digging around in their trash?

The DNA didn't match Leah or anyone else in the Harris family.

Are you serious?

Yeah, I'm serious.

Came back to a Selena Moore, who's got a history of priors, including prostitution.

How did Ann not recognize her own daughter?

I get it.

She's desperate to put her family back together.

As crazy as it sounds, I kind of understand.

Okay, but how did this Selena b*at the DNA test?

You ask me, she had help.

The Sergeant's Union just joined the fray.

It's a trifecta.

What'd they say?

Same thing as the Patrolman's and the Detectives.

The PC should not march in the parade.

I thought the mayor's statement was very clear.

I am marching under protest.

But still marching, under...

And under orders.

The next time you want to throw a slider, check with me first?

I would've worked with Carlton on the wording.

I didn't want us involved.

It had to come exclusively from City Hall.

Well, we are involved, like it or not.

What about.

Baker's godfather?

How you gonna look her in the eye?

Same way I'm looking you in the eye.

Well, say that he boycotts.

What do you think that's gonna do with the cops on the parade detail?

- Not good.

- Not good?

It's like throwing gasoline on the most volatile event on the calendar.

What do you want to do?

Get out of town.

That an option?

It's not a real question.

She wasn't here when I woke up this morning.

Did she mention anything about leaving?

Nothing.

What about, Luke?

Is there any chance she's with him?

No, he's in his apartment in Manhattan.

He hasn't seen her.

God.

What if she's left me again?

Did she have access to a car, Ms.

Harris?

Just mine.

It's still here.

Okay, earlier, you told me that youyou got her a cell phone.

I've called.

It rings straight through.

Okay, this might sound a little weird, but is she on your plan?

Like, a family plan kind of thing?

Yeah.

Okay, can I see the phone?

These family plans...

they have a phone finder thing now.

It works for anybody on the plan.

Maybe we could find her that way.

You moonlighting for AT&T now?

My kids lose their phones all the time.

Thank you.

I thought the event wasn't for another hour.

Actually, Andrea, we wanted to ask you a few questions.

Am I in trouble, Officers?

We saw your fight with the congressman the other night.

Did you thr*aten him, Andrea?

What?

Why would I?

Because he didn't make good on his promise to bring your family over.

But that's the whole reason I'm working for him.

That I'm away from my children.

Why would I risk that?

Then what was the fight about?

I'm not supposed to say anything.

Says who?

II shouldn't even be talking to you.

I'm going to get in trouble.

With the congressman?

Is there something else going on here, Andrea?

I'm trapped.

Trapped how?

He brought me here to be the face of his campaign, but that was months ago.

And he still doesn't let me leave or see my family.

He doesn't even pay me.

Wait.

He doesn't pay you?

Only what he wants, when he wants.

But there's nothing I can do.

He controls my visa.

So if you fight back, he'll send you home.

Yes.

We can...

we can report this, Andrea.

No, please.

Let us help you.

You'll only get me in trouble.

Please, just leave me alone.

Please.

False, to Francoise.

Four letters, ending in "X." "Faux." "Foe" doesn't end in "X." That "faux." Francoise.

Look, I know you've been taking a lot of flack about walking in the parade, so I thought maybe you didn't need to hear any more of it at home.

Actually, I got a question about it.

Yeah?

I'm sure you remember Joe Polito.

Sure.

Yeah, well, Baker brought him in.

Turns out he's her godfather.

Small world.

Yeah.

So, what's the question?

Well...

He's supposed to be the injured party, but Baker did almost all the talking.

Kind of like she had to drag him in there.

I don't know.

Must be the cop in me, but...

I just felt he was hiding something.

Who arrested Morgan for the bombing that injured Polito?

Polito's partner, um, S...

Ray Solomon.

Just solid police work?

Far as I know.

Go further for me, Pop.

Well, Morgan was a sworn enemy of the NYPD.

There were rumors about the collar after he went to prison.

So I had my people look into it.

But all that came back, from all levels, was that Polito and his partner did their jobs.

So you were satisfied?

Put it this way: Satisfied enough that I didn't want to turn my department upside down over it.

I slept fine.

Is that her?

Yeah, it's her.

Selena Moore!

Selena Moore!

Police!

Wait!

Wait!

Hey!

Hey!

Police!

Stop the bus!

Hey!

Stop the bus now!

Stop the bus!

Police!

Open the door!

Ladies and gentlemen, police.

Everybody stay in your seats.

Remain calm, okay?

Everything's under control.

Put your hands inside the seat, sir.

Yes, sir.

Have you on your way in a second.

Selena Moore?

Selena Moore, you got nowhere to go.

Selena Moore, police.

Let me see your hands.

Come on.

Get 'em up.

All right.

I want you to slowly get on your feet.

Come on.

All right.

Come on out.

Hands behind your back.

Put your hands behind your back.

Selena Moore, you're under arrest for criminal impersonation.

Get her out of here.

You've been collared for prostitution in three different states.

Wow!

Quite the upstanding life you've lived, Leah.

I'm sorry.

Selena.

Well, I know I'm no saint...

No saint?

Come on.

You're preying on an innocent woman by impersonating her missing daughter of 13 years!

I didn't mean to hurt anyone.

You knew exactly what you were doing.

Of course she did.

This little scam of yours took a lot of planning, didn't it?

So why don't you tell me how you did it.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Really?

You fooled Missing Persons.

You passed the DNA test.

How'd you do it?!

And who helped you?

No one.

Who helped you?!

Or should I say...

why did he help you?

Who?

I don't know, your "brother," Luke Harris, maybe?

He offered me money.

He was a regular john.

Used to call me to his apartment in Staten Island all the time.

Then, one day, he offers me $10,000 to pretend to be his sister for a couple weeks.

His mother said he lives in Manhattan, not Staten Island.

I'm telling you, it was his apartment.

He and his friends would do dr*gs and party and...

and call us girls over.

Still doesn't explain why he would trick his own mother.

I don't know.

I didn't ask.

So, tell me, how'd you and your big brother b*at the DNA test?

He gave me a lock of hair.

Gave you a lock of...

his sister Leah's hair?


Yes.

I swear, I've told you everything I know.

Why did you cover for him?

After you came around, he got real angry.

Threatened me to keep quiet.

When you found me at the bus stop, it wasn't you I was running from.

Baker?

Sit down.

I was thinking about your Uncle Joe.

What about him?

Well, I'm sure on special occasions and holidays, he would always get around to the story of how he and his partner took down Nigel Morgan.

Every gory detail.

Between that and the turkey, I always need a nap after.

He hardly said two words in here.

He's shy.

Shy about the man who wrecked his leg?

Shy about Nigel Morgan being honored?

You can be intimidating, sir.

Between the office and the title and...

you of the whole thing.

I didn't have my intimidating face on.

I see lots of people when they walk out that door.

It turns out, at the time, there were some questions about the arrest.

You saying Morgan was innocent?

No.

That son of a bitch was guilty.

But possible questions about the chain of evidence that led to the trial.

And are there answers in that envelope?

I don't know.

I haven't opened it.

I don't intend to.

If there were nothing to the rumors, this would be pretty flat.

It's not.

You figure this lets you off the hook with me?

It's not about that.

Then what?

Respect.

That you'd rather have information than be protected from it.

Whatever it is or isn't, thanks but no thanks.

Then shred it.

Abigail, I'm going to march in that parade.

If that's all?

That's all.

Uncle Joe is the godfather who was chosen for me.

You are the godfather I have chosen myself.

I have to accept what comes with that.

Andrea's options are limited.

She's here on a H1B visa, which the congressman probably pulled a lot of strings to get.

What if she just quit and walked away?

Then the visa would be void and she'd be sent home.

Is there a grace period?

Nope.

So he's holding all the cards.

I'm afraid so.

What about the money?

Andrea said he withholds money from her.

Can she prove that?

I don't know.

But if she can, can she use it?

She could bring criminal charges for fraud, but the outcome would be the same.

She'd lose her job.

And she'd be sent home.

She could try to remake Nannygate.

What's that?

Two attorney general candidates had their careers go up in flames for employing undocumented immigrants.

And his whole act is helping immigrants.

But it's a long way from complaining about your boss to trying to blow him up.

That's a choice she should be able to make.

Or we give him a sneak peek of her hand, see if that gets his attention.

Just remember who you're up against.

Yeah.

All the more reason.

Danny.

Hey.

Thanks for coming in, Shelly.

This is my partner, Detective Baez.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

You, too.

How can I help you, Detectives?

Why don't you, take a seat, okay?

You were right about Leah.

And we think that Luke may have played a part in this whole thing.

Youyou can't be serious.

We were wondering if you could give us anything about Luke that might help us understand why he would do this.

But he's always been a good kid.

Good kid with his family?

Yeah.

I mean, he was at baseball camp with my son when Leah was announced missing, and he left straightaway to go help with the search.

Help how?

He practically directed it.

He was walking the fields.

He was showing the authorities where he'd seen her last.

Luke was the last person to see her alive?

Yeah.

Okay.

Where was this baseball camp?

Jersey.

Just north of New Brunswick.

Thanks.

Do me a favor.

Don't talk to anyone about this, okay?

Okay.

Will you walk her out, please?

Thanks.

What are you thinking?

What am I thinking?

I'm thinking that Luke k*lled his sister 13 years ago, and led that whole search party as a diversion away from where her body was.

But why cover it up now and risk getting caught?

I have no idea.

Maybe he has a guilty conscience.

I mean, his mother hasn't let it go for 13 years.

Maybe somehow he thought that bringing her back would put the whole thing to bed once and for all.

I don't know.

We still got nothing without a body.

I know that.

I'm sorry, but I really don't have time for this right now.

I think you do, Congressman.

Excuse us.

We know that you've been taking advantage of Andrea.

I don't know where you're getting your information, but I assure you, it's misguided.

Really?

These are Andrea's pay stubs for the last several months.

You've been paying her a whole lot less than what she signed on for.

These don't prove anything.

They prove that you've been shorting her.

I pay her what I can afford.

And at the same time, I give her the opportunity to live in our great country.

What you can afford?

Give me a break.

I don't know what you think I make, but believe me, it's not that much.

Not when you have to have a home in New York and D.C.

Not with a family to support.

You really believe this isn't taking advantage of her?

Taking advantage?

I brought Andrea here on my own personal dollar.

I've given her every opportunity.

How much of this is about Andrea, and how much of this is about leveraging her for your campaign?

Please.

You're way out of your league here.

We've talked to the D.A.'s office about this, Congressman, and what you're doing is a crime.

We're talking criminal charges.

You'd be a headline from coast to coast.

What do you want?

It's not what we want, it's what Andrea wants, to be treated with dignity and respect.

Compared to what?

Her circumstances back home?

You're gonna pay her back wages and you're gonna pay her what she's owed from now on, and you're gonna keep your promise to bring her family over.

'Cause when you're elected, and when you make promises to someone, you're making that promise from all of us.

I hope you two realize what you're doing here.

We're just stating the facts.

You're threatening a U.S.

congressman.

Rest assured, it won't end well for you.

You think I haven't already run her DNA through CODIS?

No hits, Detectives.

Okay, but did you run it through each state's DNA database separately?

If someone found her body, it'd be in the national database.

No.

Not necessarily.

I've already checked, anyway.

There's nothing.

You checked all 50 states?

Or you just checked New York?

Well, she went missing in New York.

Did you check New Jersey?

Damn.

Jane Doe.

Body found in 2010.

Ruled a homicide by strangulation somewhere between 2003 and 2005.

Piscataway, New Jersey.

That's just north of New Brunswick, not far from Luke's baseball camp.

Son of a bitch must have taken her body with him and dumped it out of state.

He knows we arrested Selena.

He'll be on the run.

Let's get ahead of him.

Luke Harris!

Police!

Open up!

Police!

Luke Harris!

Door.

Luke Harris, police!

Hold it!

Hey!

Hold it!

Get off me.

Shut up!

I didn't do anything.

Tell that to your sister.

Get on your feet.

Get up!

You're under arrest for the m*rder of Leah Harris.

I didn't mean to do it.

Yeah, I'm sure you didn't.

Get him the hell out of here.

Andrea.

What are you doing here?

I came to say goodbye.

Is everything okay?

I know you two spoke with the congressman, even after I said not to.

We were trying to help.

What happened?

He's paying me everything he owes me.

And he has given me a week off from the campaign to go visit my family.

That's wonderful.

I'm on my way to the airport.

II wanted to say thank you.

Well, glad we could help.

What did you say to him?

You know that poem on the Statue of Liberty?

"The New Colossus." I didn't know it had a name.

Well, here in New York, we kind of think of it not so much as a poem, but more of a promise.

We had a little talk about keeping that promise, whether you're a congressman or just a cop.

He seemed to be on board.

And if you ever again feel like you can't reach your congressman, you know who to call.

The cops?

These two.

Thank you.

This is not for me to say; This is for you to say.

I said I'd march with you, I didn't say I'd speak.

The mayor's remarks are obviously intended for the West Indian community, not your rank and file.

There's hundreds of our rank and file at this parade.

Who are traditionally a vital part of this community at this parade.

How?

They're cops.

Madam Mayor, have you ever been to the West Indian Day parade?

No.

It's quite a lively event.

It starts early the night before, drinking, eating, dancing, drinking, drinking...

We get it.

And by the time the parade actually begins, well, there's kind of a need for a cool, calm display of force.

Which you provide, as is your job.

But given that this year's event honors a man who targeted cops with bombs...

For which he served out his sentence.

But a tip of the hat to our boys in blue would be appropriate and wise.

This language is maybe a little overheated?

A little?

Maybe?

He wrote it.

I will not leave my cops out in the cold.

We're holding up the start.

Shall we?

Whether you know it or not, or like it or not, I'm looking out for you, too.

Faut pas pousser meme dans les orties.

"Don't push Granny in the nettles." Watch the attitude.

Yes, boss.

Shall we?

All I see is vegetables.

Come on, give it a chance, Pop.

Do you need help?

No, I don't.

I guess it's coming.

So is Christmas.

Dinner is served.

Linda's famous Chicken Francaise ala Danny.

Wow.

At least they're not extra crispy.

Looks great, Dad.

Thank you.

There's a whole oven full, so don't be shy.

What's with the bandage?

You want me to sign it?

Looks worse than it is.

He probably told 'em to dress it up.

I did not.

So it's just a little booboo?

You guys, he had a beer bottle thrown at him.

Have some respect.

Well, at least the woman had the courtesy to drink the beer before she threw the bottle.

What, are you turning the other cheek?

No.

Kinda.

Yeah, Dad, it's kind of seeming like you're going a little Switzerland on us.

Switzerland?

It's neutral.

So, is this a new you?

No.

Good, 'cause I was just getting used to the old you.

I, for one, commend your father.

You do?

For what?

Well, for being the PC and putting himself in harm's way...

like a street cop.

Well, I wouldn't exactly say...

You ever volunteer for duty on the West Indian Day parade?

No.

Danny?

Well, I didn't put in, but I was...

Because you knew it was dangerous, as did your father.

But he did his duty, and he marched.

It's complicated.

Because of the guy who they honored?

You didn't take sides?

I did take sides, both...

My cops and the people we serve.

- This chicken's pretty good.

- Thanks.

Not like Linda's chicken, but it's good.

What's the secret?

Put it in the oven and pray.

Amen to that.
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