[WHISPERS]: Hey.
He has a Kn*fe.
He's over there. Aisle seven.
NEWILER: This is my stuff.
Back off, man, or I'll cut you.
- Out of my way.
- I am recording you
- right now, okay?
- Shut that thing off
- or I'll screw you up.
- No, no, no,
I won't. I am sick of this.
- Every people look at me.
- I don't care what you're sick of.
No, no, no. I'm telling you, stop.
Police! Don't take another step!
- Take a step back, sir.
- Yeah.
Put down the merchandise now, sir.
- Why? It's mine.
- Did you pay for it?
- No, he hasn't paid!
- Sir! Step back.
Shut up.
I don't have to pay.
What's your name?
One step closer and I'll cut you up!
- Put the Kn*fe down now.
- Drop the g*n.
Put it down now!
I do not want to have to sh**t you.
I put it down,
you promise not to touch me?
You put that Kn*fe down,
I promise I won't touch you.
Okay.
Badillo!
[GRUNTS] Get off me, you son of a bitch!
Stop resisting!
- Get off me!
- Stop fighting!
- Get off me!
- Stop fighting.
[GRUNTING] Get off!
FRANK: We have felony crimes
being downgraded to misdemeanors.
We have dangerous criminals
being released
within hours of their arrests.
We have a district attorney's office
that is failing this city.
[PEOPLE MURMURING]
And a D.A. whose most recent
charging guidelines
are a violation of her oath of office.
[ALL CLAMORING]
Commissioner, have you spoken
to D.A. Crawford about your concerns?
Honestly, Helen,
I wouldn't know where to begin.
So, no, not face-to-face.
What about the D.A's contention
that nonviolent
offenders need more programs
instead of more incarceration?
Well, you got to define nonviolent.
To me, a perp who flashes
a Kn*fe isn't nonviolent
simply because he hasn't stabbed me yet.
But Ms. Crawford
seems to think
that he's just...
I don't know... Misunderstood?
HELEN: So you want the D.A.
to scale back on these policy changes?
What I want is
the people at the D.A.'s office
to follow the law.
Meaning the ADAs who work
under Crawford should disregard
her guidelines?
When they've contradicted
the penal law, absolutely.
It's common knowledge your daughter Erin
is a bureau chief under Crawford.
I didn't hear a question mark
there, Helen.
But, yes, ADAs,
elected officials, citizens...
We all need to speak out.
Thank you very much.
[ALL CLAMORING]
That's all for today. Thank you.
And that wraps up the
commissioner's press conference.
Commissioner Reagan
just essentially accused
District Attorney Kimberly Crawford
of disregarding the law
in order to accommodate
her new charging guidelines.
- [PHONE RINGING]
- Reagan.
Detective Reagan, oh, my God, thank God.
It's me, Elena Marquez.
What's wrong?
There's someone breaking into my house.
- Did you call ?
- I did,
- they're not here yet.
- Where are you?
Gorslin Street.
... W-Why aren't you
in witness protection?
I came back to check on my mother.
- [DOOR RATTLING]
- They're gonna k*ll me.
Is there somewhere
you can hide in the house?
It's kind of hard to hide.
Try to find something you can use
as a w*apon
till the cops get there, okay?
Please, just come.
I'm on my way.
- Oh, God.
- [DOOR RATTLING]
I think he's inside.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Got to stop meeting like this.
Yeah. How you doing?
Today was supposed to be my day off.
Yeah. Well, it should be
pretty straightforward.
Famous last words.
All right, let's hit it.
Let's go! Move!
- Hands in the air, now!
- Go, go!
Move, move, move!
On the floor! On the floor!
Hands behind your head!
Police! Don't move!
- Get on the ground!
- [GROANS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUING]
- Clear.
- Clear.
- Drop it! Drop it!
- Put the g*n down.
- Don't come near me.
- No one's gonna hurt you.
I'm not a hooker.
Okay. Okay. What's your name?
Margo.
Margo...
I-I'm just trying to find my daughter.
Your daughter is here?
No. I'm looking for her.
She was taken at the border.
That was the last time I saw her.
Okay. Okay, so we'll file
a missing persons report...
No, I filed everything.
I begged the police.
No one did anything.
I joined Mano Sangriento
so I could find her myself.
You joined Mano Sangriento
to look for your daughter?
[CRYING] I don't even know
if she's still alive.
I ask everyone I meet, I...
I show her picture.
All right, hey, hey, hey, listen.
Just give us a chance here.
- Maybe I can help you.
- Can you find her for me?
Got to put the g*n down first.
No. Not unless you promise to find Soli.
You put the g*n down,
I'll help you find Soli.
Promise?
I promise.
[CRYING]
What's going on?
We rang the bell. No answer.
Checked the doors and windows.
No sign of tampering.
Did you call?
No answer on her phone, either.
I'll give her a call.
Don't let anybody on the
street who's not a resident.
Detective Reagan.
[SIGHS]
Thank God you're here.
[HIGH-PITCHED TONE]
BAEZ [MUFFLED]: You okay?
[MUFFLED, INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Danny?
Danny, you okay?
[ALARMS WAILING]
Get a medic.
Medic!
[GROANS]
[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]
♪
Crawford's office called.
She's agreed to set
a meeting to discuss.
So it worked.
What worked?
That declaration of w*r
masquerading as a press conference.
Hey, they ask 'em, I answer 'em,
same as it ever was.
Don't kid a kidder.
Oh, and your daughter just showed up.
Hi.
What the hell were you thinking?
You want to sit down?
No, I don't.
[SIGHS] Okay.
It was time to call out the D.A.
Time to call out my boss and every D.A.
in my office, including me?
I never brought you up,
nor mentioned you by name.
A distinction without a difference.
- It's not personal, Erin.
- Oh, come on, Dad.
You can do better that that.
Okay, I was asked
some questions by a reporter,
and it's my job to answer 'em.
But it is not my job to shut up
about her disastrous policies
because you work there.
With no regard for respect?
I do respect you. You know that.
I'm sorry you're caught in the middle,
but I did not put you there.
Oh, the hell you didn't.
Any more than you would put me there
in a legitimate beef
with this department.
That's the rules of our game.
But I do think your days
of sitting on the fence are over.
What does that even mean?
You think I should call out my own boss?
If you disagree with her policies, yeah.
Oh, come on, Dad.
If Sid or Garrett
or Abigail did that,
they would be fired.
Unless they were right
and I was still smart enough to see it.
Can she even listen to another side?
I don't know.
Well...
maybe it's time for her to go.
Oh, well, I'm not much for mutiny.
Sorry if that disappoints.
Oh, cut it out. I didn't say
I wanted you to be D.A.
I said you would make a good D.A.
Same thing.
No, it's not.
It's like I said to Jamie
a couple of weeks ago.
I would never want one of my kids
to make an important decision
based on what I might think.
Same goes.
It's kind of hard
to ignore what you think, Dad.
What I really think?
I don't think you're afraid of losing.
I think you're afraid of winning, and...
all that goes with it.
Careful there.
I don't know.
Just sign the complaint
and we'll be done here.
Petty larceny? A misdemeanor?
This doesn't even say
that he had a Kn*fe.
He didn't use the Kn*fe, right?
That's not the point. He threatened me
and he threatened the shop owner.
He didn't physically att*ck you, did he?
He didn't hurt anyone?
He resisted arrest.
- That's not in here, either.
- We're not prosecuting
resisting arrest anymore.
Why?! You can just hit a cop?
Let me ask you a question.
You or one of your colleagues
walks out of here today
and gets assaulted...
You just gonna let that go?
You don't sign,
I'll decline to prosecute.
- He'll be released.
- That's on you.
No, that's on you. Thanks for nothing.
Okay, thanks.
So, apparently, she was in WITSEC,
but went to her mom's
house to check on her.
She receive threats?
I don't know. But guess who made bail.
- I don't know.
- Arturo Munoz.
Well, now we know who planted the b*mb.
- Any word on Elena?
- Nothing yet.
Detective Reagan.
She gonna be all right?
I'm very sorry.
We did everything we could.
But we were able to save the baby.
A beautiful baby girl.
Thanks.
[CRYING]
She's beautiful.
Yeah. Hell of a way
to come into the world.
You ever feel like everything
we do doesn't make a difference?
What are you talking about?
How long have we been
going after Mano Sangriento?
You know, we arrest Munoz,
and he's out on bail,
and we find out he's behind this,
we arrest him again, and-and then what?
There'll be someone to replace him.
There always is.
- So what difference does it all make?
- Yeah, well,
I just try to think about
how different it would be
if we weren't here to do our jobs.
You know, we do
make things better for a lot of people.
Yeah, but what about this baby?
What does she get?
What happens to her?
She gets to grow up knowing
that her mom was a hero,
that she did everything in her power
to give her a better life than she had.
Lot of people grow up
with a lot less than that.
Maybe.
I don't know.
What we do know is that
if we do our jobs
and we catch this son of a bitch
who k*lled her mom,
then she won't have d*ed in vain.
- Okay?
- Okay.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.A.]
I'm not crazy.
It's protocol. You put
the g*n to your head.
It's to get your attention.
You got it. Date of birth?
July , .
That's not your date of birth.
No, it's Soli's birthday.
She's only years old.
That's why you have
to help me get her back. Please.
Front zip pocket, there's a photo.
She looks like you.
As soon as we got over the border,
the coyote who brought us there...
He said he was gonna say she was
his daughter so he could cross,
and that if we told the truth,
he would k*ll us all.
But when we got to the other side,
he took her.
You know his name?
Carlos Sanchez.
I told the authorities,
but no one would listen.
You're sure she came all
the way up to New York City?
The last contact I had, Soli
called me from her cell phone.
She was whispering, said
she was in the back of a van
with other girls, and she was
being taken to New York City.
How long you been here?
Three weeks.
Okay.
- NURSE: Margo Ruiz?
- Yeah.
Can you remove the cuffs?
I'm not crazy.
I'll just do anything
to get my daughter back.
Hey. How's Margo?
- They're keeping her overnight.
- That's good.
She's not crazy. She's just
willing to give herself up
to all kinds of v*olence and degradation
to save her daughter.
You're gonna try to find
her daughter, aren't you?
I don't like to make promises
I can't keep, even to perps.
Exactly what I thought
you were gonna say.
Why?
Don't you need a detective
to help with the case?
You got somebody in mind?
You're looking at him.
Danny.
I've got the security footage
from outside Elena's house.
They were wearing ski masks, though,
so you can't see their faces.
Great.
Any fingerprints?
No.
Got any other angles?
There you go. Zoom in on that.
Adam, one, seven, Charlie, eight, eight.
Mercedes
reported stolen two days ago.
Owner?
Arturo Munoz.
- [SIGHS]
- [SCOFFS]
[PHONE DINGS, BUZZES]
Newiler was released.
- Okay.
- He's back on the street.
I know what "released" means.
Which means we spent more time
writing paperwork
on his arrest than he spent locked up.
Is there a point to this?
Doesn't that make you mad?
'Cause it pisses me off.
- That's the problem with you.
- What?
You make everything a big deal.
It is a big deal.
Our job is to arrest criminals.
And other than testifying,
we have zero control
over what happens when the
D.A.'s office gets that case.
Well, that's the problem with you.
You think our job ends
with the arrest, and it doesn't.
It does to me.
I have listened to you.
And I'm not gonna prosecute
nonviolent offenders,
no matter how disrespectful
you get at your podium,
and that is that.
And you can't stop my cops
from making legitimate arrests,
and thank God, that is that.
And I can respect you
without sharing your illusions
of being on the right side of this.
If you can, you certainly
haven't shown that.
Well, this may not
be a home-cooked meal,
but maybe it's a start.
And maybe it's just a show.
Not to me. If for nothing else
than to move my daughter out
of the crosshairs for a minute.
And move her into my office.
Respect?
I do.
Without sharing your illusions
about what else this is.
Ms. Crawford, in my time here,
I have worked with four D.A.s.
"Worked with" being
kind of a loose term.
More like battled with.
It is the nature of our two
positions... compatible on paper,
adversarial in practice.
So think about it.
Why on Earth would I want
my daughter in that role?
I will think about it.
And I do appreciate you coming up.
We haven't moved the other one an inch.
We were never gonna.
Then this was a show.
No, it's just what we do.
We bang our heads
against a wall and hope
that something
besides a headache happens.
Baker's got aspirin, if you want it.
Good day, Commissioner.
And to you.
I got a question for you.
My mom said she didn't
tell my dad she was pregnant
'cause he would have insisted
on getting married.
Is that true?
Without a doubt.
Well, I sometimes wonder
what it would've been like
if he knew, you know?
If I knew him.
Sometimes I wonder if he knew,
would he have handled himself
differently on the job.
What do you mean?
Like, would he be more careful
if he knew he had a son?
Would he still be alive?
Guess we'll never know.
That's him?
Carlos Sanchez?
JOE: I think so, yeah.
That's him.
[ENGINE STARTS]
So, what now?
We don't really have a reason
to pull him over.
Yet. Run his plate.
Okay.
Oh. That comes back as stolen.
- Well, there's a reason.
- All right.
[SIREN CHIRPS]
Oh.
- What the hell?
- What is that?
[HORN HONKING]
Hands where I can see 'em!
- I didn't do nothing.
- Shut up. Keep your hands
where I can see 'em.
Out of the car right now.
Turn around, hands against the roof.
Danny?
Hell are you doing here?
About to ask you the same thing.
Carlos Sanchez?
JAMIE: You know you're driving
a stolen vehicle here?
- SANCHEZ: Nah, it's a mistake.
- DANNY: Yeah, sure.
Maybe your boss let you borrow it, huh?
Look like blood to you?
Yeah. Sure does.
Hey, Danny, we got something back here.
Pop the trunk.
Hey, we got a body back here.
Sit on him.
What do we got?
Crime Scene's an hour out.
I just checked.
All right, we got it from here.
We're gonna take Sanchez back
to the - .
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I got a vic nine months pregnant
just got blown up,
and that's the car that was used.
He's not going anywhere
except to our squad.
- Danny, this is our collar.
- It's not about a collar.
It's about stopping another girl
from getting k*lled.
Okay? Why the hell didn't you
put this in Safety Net?
Because it wasn't
a long-term investigation.
- We got a tip we acted on.
- Okay, you stay out of this.
Little late for that.
The girl you're looking for...
What's her name?
Soli Ruiz.
Doesn't look like it's her in the trunk.
According to her ID,
her name is Isabella Martinez.
She was reported missing
November , .
She's years old.
Which means Soli is still out there.
All right, let's work this together.
Okay.
He thinks he knows me
better than I know myself.
He has literally known you
since the day you were born.
Yeah, but it doesn't give him
the right to push, to demand.
It's-it's why I'm in this situation
with Crawford in the first place.
And he feels... I swear... that somehow,
this is all good for me.
- Uh-huh.
- You know how
incredibly frustrating that is?
You have any idea?
Not really.
[SIGHS]
You have anything you want to say?
Yeah, I do.
I say, lucky you.
What is that supposed to mean?
Well, you complain that your dad
is too much in your life?
That he cares too much?
Yeah, exactly.
My dad left when I was five.
Never came back,
forced my mother into
being a single mom.
And did I ever tell
that you she worked two jobs
just to support me?
No.
And family dinner?
My family dinner was a table for two,
if my mother wasn't working,
which was almost never.
So, yeah, lucky you.
We'll start with you driving
around with a dead girl
in your trunk.
I literally don't even know who she is.
Isabella Martinez, years old.
How did you k*ll her?
I didn't, I swear.
Right. She just
crawled into the trunk
of your stolen car
- and d*ed on her own, right?
- Stolen?
What are you talking about?
Munoz sent you off to do his dirty work
in his car and then reported it
stolen with you in it.
Maybe I need a lawyer.
You definitely need a lawyer.
Just let us know if you want one.
I suggest one that specializes
in homicide defense,
because after the ME and Crime Scene
comes back
with anything that links you to this,
we're charging you with m*rder.
I told you I didn't k*ll no girl!
- Say her name.
- Come on, man!
I was just supposed to dump the body.
Whose body? Why can't you say her name?
Isabella Martinez, okay?
And I swear I had nothing
to do with her dying.
Okay. How about her? You recognize her?
She's another one of them.
Who's them?
Girls taken across the border.
All underage, all illegal,
so they won't go to the cops.
They keep 'em hooked on
fentanyl so they won't run.
Who keeps them hooked on fentanyl?
- Not without a deal.
- There is no deal
until you confirm that Munoz
and Mano Sangriento are
trafficking these young girls.
I can talk
to the ADA about a deal for you.
But in the meantime,
tell me where I can find Soli.
First, I talk to the D.A.
Tell my brother where he can find Soli!
That's the only way
you're getting a deal.
[SIGHS] They pull some of the girls
to sort the dr*gs
when a shipment comes in.
There's one coming tomorrow night.
She'll be there.
Start writing.
Police Commissioner Reagan
is simply behind the times.
He's a broken windows guy.
And this city can no longer
adhere to that way of policing,
because, as we've learned,
it only results
in mass incarceration,
overcrowded prisons and recidivism.
The Reagan name is synonymous
with law enforcement,
but maybe we need to take a hard look
at alternatives to that old order.
- [REPORTERS CLAMORING]
- Turn it off.
She's talking out of her ass, boss.
Return fire.
Why?
Why? Because people
are gonna take sides.
Good. They should.
Then let's give 'em your side.
I already did.
So you're just gonna let her
say that stuff about you?
She's right. I am a broken windows guy.
And most New Yorkers
would gladly take that
over not being able
to safely ride on the subway.
Just keep saying it out loud, boss.
Hear, hear.
Hey, Commissioner.
Abigail, Garrett, Sid.
Can you give us the room?
Yeah.
Sit down.
Thanks.
So, what brings you up here, Pop?
Just inserting myself
into your work life
without being invited.
This is between me and Erin.
No, it's between you
and Erin and her boss,
and now, anyone who's
not living under a rock.
Well, what was I supposed to do,
ignore the new mandates?
It's a little late for that,
don't you think?
I have to speak out if there is an issue
that puts the public at risk.
And poking your daughter
into running for D.A. is an added bonus?
She talked to you.
Ah, when you get to my age, you
become everybody's confidante.
I guess they seem to think
that with age comes wisdom,
but we both know that's a crock.
[CHUCKLES]
Look, um, I do think
she'd be great at that job,
but there's absolutely no way
I would push her.
You remember when I stepped back,
when the police commissioner's
job came up?
I came to you, and said I
thought you should consider it.
I said I thought you'd make an excellent
police commissioner,
and more importantly,
it's what the city needed.
Remember that?
[SIGHS]: No, I don't.
Exactly.
[SIGHS]
Hi.
Hi.
I saw your statement.
Yeah, look, Erin, this thing
between your father and I,
it's not personal.
It's funny how everyone
keeps saying that to me.
I never liked that the line
between our office and One PP
is muddied by the fact that
the commissioner's daughter
works in my office.
I have never brought
that relationship to bear
on my cases.
That's true.
But when the news and the talk shows
cover the story, you think they're gonna
ignore you in all of this?
I have no control over that.
But when I am here, I am not
the commissioner's daughter.
I am a bureau chief...
Who breaks bread with the upper reaches
of the NYPD, and you want to tell me
that has zero effect on your opinions?
Yes. Because I follow the rule of law.
But for the record, I do think that
some of your mandates will result
in tragic consequences.
I rest my case.
Give me the damn bag! That's my stuff!
- It's not your bag, lady!
- My stuff!
- You're not stealing my stuff!
- It's not your stuff!
Police! Hey!
[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
- Drop the Kn*fe!
- Step away from him.
- It's not your stuff!
- Drop the Kn*fe!
- JANKO: Police!
- [WOMAN CRIES OUT]
- [g*nsh*t]
- [YELLS]
[WOMAN GRUNTS]
- David.
We need a bus at this location.
♪
He said the dr*gs would be
dropped off minutes ago.
There's been no activity.
Makes me wonder.
- Me, too.
- [DOOR OPENS]
DANNY: Who's that?
What the hell is going on?
That's Soli.
It's a setup.
Maybe. Stay here.
Danny...
Don't come closer.
It's okay. I'm gonna help you.
No.
I can help you.
Hang back.
It's a b*mb.
[GASPING]
Don't come closer. Stay back!
They just want to k*ll
as many cops as possible.
If I let go, it's going to explode.
Well, you make sure you don't let go
so we don't explode. All right?
Leave me, please.
I'm not leaving you.
Get b*mb squad.
Not on your radio!
We need b*mb squad forthwith!
Hey, now, I want you
to look at me, okay?
We gotta stay calm.
We're gonna figure this out
together, me and you.
- If I let go, it's going to explode.
- I know.
I can't hold on.
We got you. Okay?
I told your mom I was gonna
bring you home safe.
- My mom?
- For her, you gotta be strong
so we can get through this. You got it?
Do you remember anything
they said to you
while they were putting it on;
anything you can remember?
No. I don't-I don't know.
I heard them say : ,
but I don't know if that means anything.
I got : , Danny.
I'm scared.
I am, too. It's okay.
Where's b*mb squad?!
JOE: b*mb squad's minutes out.
We can't wait that long.
Get 'em on the phone.
They're gonna have to
talk me through it.
BAEZ: That's not a good idea, Danny.
It's the only idea we got, partner.
- Get 'em on the phone.
- All right.
JOE: Detective Hill and Baez again.
He wants you to talk hm through it.
All right, he wants video.
He wants to see the device.
Help is on the way, okay?
All right, here you go, Detective.
- You see it?
- GIORGIO: Danny Reagan?
- Yeah.
- You got Detective Giorgio here.
We're minutes out.
You gotta clear out. That thing
can blow any second.
We can't do that.
We got a -year-old girl here
with a timed device on her.
It's got three C- s
and a trigger button.
- You've seen this before?
- More times than I'd like.
Okay, fine. Get everybody else
out of there.
The less people there,
the less injured. Now.
Fall back. Baez, fall back.
- I'm not leaving.
- You gotta fall back.
Come on. Hey, put the phone down
and fall back.
Okay, you got two Reagans here.
Talk us through it.
Uh, you got three Reagans.
Someone's gotta hold the phone.
What, you want to film
and defuse at the same time?
Okay, you got three Reagans.
Don't screw this up.
Gotcha. Show me the device.
I got her thumb held down
on a heat holding button.
Okay, keep that tight.
I need you to follow the wires.
Just one blasting cap?
One blasting cap.
Can you remember what happened
last in there?
Soli, the guy who put the b*mb on you,
what's the last thing they did?
He put something on my back.
Your back. Hit her back.
Be careful, Danny.
DANNY: There's a battery
connected on her back.
Okay, that nine-volt goes
- to the blasting cap.
- Yep.
First thing we gotta do
is pull that blasting cap
away from the C- .
Okay, blasting cap away from the C- .
I'm gonna pull this away
from the C- , okay?
I gotta ground myself first. Hold on.
Okay.
Okay, we're gonna give this a try.
Okay, I'm gonna give this a try
right now, okay?
Just stay relaxed.
I'm gonna separate this.
Okay. Okay, I think we're good.
Good job. Now we're gonna
disconnect the battery.
Okay, and when we do that,
we're all set?
If there's no booby traps.
Oh, my God.
It's okay. Hey, look at me. Look at me.
It's almost over. Okay?
DANNY: Disconnecting the battery now.
Okay. Okay, I think we're good.
I think we're good.
I'm gonna let go of your hand now, okay?
- No.
- Trust me.
I'm gonna take it from you, okay?
I got it.
I got it. It's okay.
I got it.
JOE: Okay, Detective, we're
gonna peel off the expl*sives, okay?
You got it. Great job, guys.
We're rolling in now.
- You got it? Careful, careful.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got it, yep. All right?
DANNY: I got it. You take that.
Get rid of that over there.
- JAMIE: That's it? That's everything?
- Yeah.
BAEZ: It's okay. It's okay.
We're gonna go get you
checked out over here, okay?
- JOE: Are you okay?
- DANNY: Yeah.
Good thing I didn't
let you get blown up.
Dad would have k*lled me.
[ALL LAUGHING]
[SIGHS]
Hi.
Hey.
You know I'm the only person
at our family dinner,
aside from Sean, that's not a cop.
And every week I listen
to every one of you
unload on the D.A.'s office.
Well...
From where I sit,
you give as good as you get.
But your department
isn't perfect either.
Far from it.
And I don't air in public,
out of respect for you.
I called out Crawford, not you.
But you made it impossible for me
to talk about the issue with Crawford
without her seeing me as
the commissioner's daughter.
So going forward, if you have a need
to call out my boss...
I will give you a heads up.
Thank you.
And the reason why I'm not
running for D.A.
is not because I'm afraid of winning.
Okay.
What's the reason?
It's because I'm afraid of losing.
And that's your fault.
For raising me with three brothers.
Hi.
How are you doing?
Waiting for Force Investigation
to rake me over the coals.
- It was a good sh**t.
- Uh-huh.
Witnesses even said you had no choice.
How's the store owner?
She's gonna make it.
Newiler is stable, too.
[SIGHS]
I've always been a collar guy.
I keep my head down and make arrests.
- Hmm.
- But you were right
to make a big deal
about releasing Newiler.
Wait.
Did you just admit that
I was right about something?
Because I think that was the first time.
Officer Badillo.
We're ready for you.
I didn't say you weren't
a pain in the ass.
Just that this time you were right.
Go.
Give 'em hell, collar guy.
I-I got your message.
Is there any news on Soli?
Yeah. We can talk in here.
Oh!
Mommy.
Oh, my God. Thank God you're okay.
I love you. I love you so much.
[MARGO CRYING]
I'll never be able to thank you.
You just did.
Hey, you ready to leave?
Just about.
- How was your day?
- Uneventful.
- That's not what I heard.
- How about yours?
Same.
That's not what I heard.
Well, you tell me about yours,
I'll tell you about mine.
How about you show me yours,
I'll show you mine?
You know how much I love show-and-tell.
What are you doing here?
Just came for a little closure, I guess.
I heard the charges
are gonna be federal.
Yep. Munoz will never get out again.
You doing okay?
Doing okay.
The reason you called
for a medic instead of a bus
when Elena was k*lled
'cause it reminded you
of something that happened?
[SIGHS]
Private Patricia Murphy.
, single mom from Boston.
Lived for pepperoni pizza
and the Red Sox.
Similar to what happened to Elena?
Very similar.
I'm so sorry.
I heard that nobody from Elena's family
came forward to adopt
that beautiful little baby.
No.
I also heard that one of
the heroic detectives
who caught the guy who k*lled her mommy
did come forward to adopt
that beautiful baby.
Yeah.
Well, she's very lucky,
'cause you're gonna make
one hell of a mom.
I hope so.
I never thought that I wanted kids,
but yeah, after seeing her, I just...
I couldn't stop thinking about her.
If you need anything ever,
I'm here for you.
I know that.
Hi.
[LAUGHTER]
We got a full house tonight, huh?
Anthony brought enough food
for three family dinners.
I figured an Irish family
trying to cook Italian
might need a little help.
I was wondering why we have
two sets of meatballs.
That is no way to talk
about Anthony and Joe.
- [EXCLAIMING]
- Oh...
Very funny!
Anyway, thanks for coming today.
- And thanks for having me.
- And me. Thank you.
There are some rules
for the table. Anybody?
No eating before we say grace?
- No electronics at the table.
- Ever.
No language that would make
Sister Margaret Mary blush.
And no subject taboo.
I thought you never speak
about politics or religion.
No. Nothing's off limits.
- We just try to keep it civil.
- All right.
A good point, considering
the news coverage this week.
Which I want to address
before we all eat.
Anthony, I didn't
invite you here for dinner
just because we're friends.
I invited you also
because I wanted you here
when I told my family
I'm throwing my hat in the ring for D.A.
- All right!
- Wow!
Congratulations.
JAMIE: No better person for the job.
Great news.
Why, uh, why'd you decide to run?
Um, well, I guess I realized
that one of the reasons
why I wasn't running
was I may be afraid of losing.
But I think that if I have
your love and support,
I'll be unbeatable.
Spoken like a true Reagan.
- You're gonna kick some ass.
- Yeah, she is.
And we'll all chip in.
Amen to that.
So, who wants to say grace?
I do.
I've got a lot to be thankful for,
starting with everybody at this table.
Bless us, O Lord...
ALL: ...and these, thy gifts,
which we are about to receive
from thy bounty,
through Christ our Lord. Amen.