01x02 - Misdemeanor Homicide

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Previously on East New York...

I ain't handing over nothing.

My name is Regina Haywood.

A German tourist
and a security guard

m*rder*d in broad daylight.

That is totally unacceptable.

Nice to meet you,
Detective Morales.

This is Detective Killian.
Nice to meet you.

I've been working in
restaurants since I'm 19.

I want to own that place.

All right, Bentley.
Your first crime scene.

Hey, Sandeford,
who are those guys?

This is Chief
Suarez. He's the borough commander.

You asked for Stan Yenko

to be your executive officer?

I irritate people.
I know this about myself.

I also want members
of the service

to start living
near where they work.

Why'd you volunteer to do this,
Quinlan?

Because I think this is
a good idea.

Because of the sh**ting,
you're gonna have to go

see Psych Services.
Oh, God. I know.

We, all together,
are going to stem

this kind of v*olence

in East New York.

You got to think of yourself
as a self-contained unit.

You need something,
have that thing.

Like what?

Band-Aids. Tourniquet.

Extra pen.

Auxiliary battery
for your phone.

Tape measure.

Why a tape measure?

"Officer, approximately
how long was the 2x4

that the defendant
threatened you with?"

See what I mean?

Yeah.
What do you know?

Percy from Jersey.

This kid right here?
Yeah, yeah.

Yo, what's happening?

What, you got no time for me?

Ah, you know.

What do I know?

Just don't want to be
late for work is all.

When you seeing
your parole officer?

Saw him this morning, sir.

Now, you know
I'm-a check on that, right?

Yes, sir.

All right.

Take care.

All right.

Why'd you stop him?

If somebody wearing
a down coat when it's warn,

sometimes they could be packing.

What's your favorite cop show?

Uh, I don't have one.

Then check out Barney Miller.

Greatest of all time.

Though a close second is

Car 54, Where Are You?

Yeah?
I don't know that one, either.

See, that's a problem.

You're not gonna
get my references.

What's he doing?

Yeah, Marvin.

And why did he button up
all the buttons on his shirt?

Think maybe
we should run him in.

Hey, Froggy, what's up?

Bentley,
check out what he was doing.

Whoa.

Oh.

Where you going, huh?

I guess pole vault wasn't
your event, Froggy.

I-I didn't do nothing, sir.

You must've done something

if you run on me.
Let's go. Let's go.

No, I-I don't
know what's... Mar-Marvin.

You better take a look at this.

Well, well, well.

Let's go.

Well, I-I don't
know anything about this.

You know the routine.

Robbery numbers are way high,
Regina.

One reason's that this
precinct's been shorthanded,

particularly
on the 4:00 to 12:00,

which is
when most robberies happen.

What are we gonna do about that?

One thing would be
to stop pulling uniforms

out of command
to work parade details

in Manhattan.

And the clearance rate for
felonies, that's got to come up.

Give me more detectives.

The squad's being hollowed out
by early retirements

and an unrealistic overtime cap.

I go upstairs to the squad room,

half the time
the room's half-empty.

People get victimized.
They get mugged.

And there's no investigation,
no follow-up, nothing.

All right, I'll tell you what.

Give me a breakdown

of crime stats
and personnel numbers,

both patrol and detectives.

I'll make sure
the Chief of Patrol knows

that we need more
than good intentions here.

Thank you.

Meantime, uh, you still haven't
gone to Psych Services.

I know.

You know.

This isn't optional, Regina.

You were involved
in a fatal sh**ting.

Regulations require you

to see a department psychologist

who has to sign off
on your fitness for duty.

I'll tell you something else,
I don't care for their offices.

You're kidding me, right?
No, I'm not.

I've gone before in the past,
let's not forget.

It was a windowless office.

Some guy staring at
his computer screen

the whole time.

"Oh, that's rough.
That's intense."

Well, no doy, that must be
rough... All right, hopefully

that won't be true
for all of them,

and the next office
you go to will...

have windows.

Okay.

But you got to go.
You right.

Take care, Chief.
Sergeant.

Hey, Chief.

Sir.
Can I talk to the Chief?

No, you cannot talk to
the Chief. I already told you.

Somebody will be with you

as soon as they can.

Who is that someone?

I mean, who are they?
Where are they?

Somebody want to take
care of this, please?

What's the problem?

My son's name was
Juwan Hilliard,

and he was m*rder*d
three days ago,

and I can't so much
as get someone

to return my phone calls.

Okay, let me take
your information. One moment.

Actually, why don't you
come in my office?

I'm the commanding officer.

I know from their reports,

they've checked security cameras
and canvassed the area.

And when they didn't get lucky,
they gave up.

Nobody's given up.

They hard at work on it?

It's an ongoing investigation.

You ever lose a kid?

No, I haven't.

You open your eyes
in the morning and you're fine.

For a minute.

Then you remember what happened
and the world goes upside down.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry.

You're busy.

My boy's gone, and it don't make
a bit of difference.

His son was the one
that was k*lled

in the projects I moved into.

Every morning I, uh,
make a list of things to do

and the order to do them in.

High on top of that list are
open homicide investigations.

Let people get away with m*rder,

what good are we, right?

But because we don't have
enough detectives

and the detectives we do have
are overwhelmed,

when that boy's father wants
to know who k*lled his son,

the only thing I can tell him

is that it's
an ongoing investigation,

because that's what you say

when you have nothing to say.

He's entitled
to better than that.

Stan, where are we
with the Hilliard homicide?

They interviewed
half a dozen witnesses.

Is that it? I mean...

Stan?

Stan!

Sorry.
What are you listening to?

I'm learning Italian.

The detective who caught
the Hilliard homicide,

Satterfield?

Generally very thorough.

I think he must have
exhausted his leads.

Well, stay on top of him.

If he exhausted
the leads he has,

he needs to find new leads.

Done.

Uh...

Not right now.

Okay.

Hey, listen, before I forget,

that reporter from The Times,
Vanessa Farrow,

she wants to interview you
for the style section...

Lifestyle, uh, clothes...
Not today.

Well, it's the second time

you've canceled, just
so you know. Hello?

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

I need a driver.

First dead body?

First one I've seen up close.

Do anything to you?

Not really.

All right.

Story checks out.

Medical examiner puts
the time of death,

he was still
at the men's shelter.

Hey, do I get carfare?

Carfare?

I'll give you a MetroCard.

Here.
Yeah, that...

That's good.
And one for next time.

Take care, guy.
Thanks.

Sorry, Champ.

Thought you had
your first collar

as well as your first dead body.

Ah, she's pissed 'cause
that Hilliard homicide

fell between the cracks.

How come it fell
between the cracks?

Because sometimes it does.

Oh, no, no. You don't
have to send me swatches, Corinne.

No, if you like ecru,
go with ecru.

I don't even know what it is.

All right, hey, I got to go.

- Love you.
- Detective Killian.

What are we looking at?

Well, the body Sandeford
and Bentley found has

Manhattan South Homicide
interested, apparently.

We were told

to wait till they got here.

You know Chief of
Detectives Kidd?

Yeah, I know Regina, sure.

She worked for me in Narcotics.

It's nice to see you, Chief.

This body found

in the 7-4 precinct's
been identified

as Oren Scoville.

He was a partner
in the Rhinecliff Fund,

a hedge fund

with roughly $50 billion

under management.

That this guy got m*rder*d

is not supposed to happen.

According to security cameras,

he left a club in Manhattan,
got into his car,

and then, from that point
forward, we lose track of him.

Given who this
guy was, chances are

the only way he wound up
in East New York was dead.

We're betting
he was m*rder*d in Manhattan.

Yeah, 'cause otherwise it's
not your case, right, Desmond?

Lose the attitude, Detective.
Yes, sir.

I'd think you'd
be relieved, Tommy.

Since we don't know
where he was k*lled

and the body was

found in the 7-4...

...it's the 7-4's case.

I'm less worried
about whose case it is

than how long it takes
for an arrest to be made.

In the crime scene photo,

there was an impression
on his wrist.

He wore a watch,
the watch is missing.

That tells us maybe
a pross set him up,

or maybe someone
just wanted his watch.

Have there been robberies
outside this particular club?

Are we looking at
a carjacking, maybe?

Chief, my detectives are

fully capable of factoring
all this into the investigation.

I'm sure they are, Regina.

But 5:00 tomorrow morning,
my phone's gonna ring.

The mayor will have
seen page one

of the New York Post

and have called the PC to ask

why an arrest hasn't been made.

- Assuming one hasn't been.
- Not to disparage

your squad, Detectives, but
Manhattan South Homicide comes

with a lot more experience,
a lot more resources.

So long as my detectives
aren't deployed elsewhere,

we also have the resources.

You run Brooklyn North,
Chief Suarez.

I'll put it to you.

We can cover the most ground
in the shortest amount of time

with an investigation conducted

by the 7-4 Squad
and Manhattan South Homicide.

Okay. I'll expect a
status report no later than 1600.

Until an arrest has been made,

I want you to pretend,

in all five boroughs,
this is the only crime

that's been committed.

Why don't you give
us a minute? You got it.

This is a kid

who was k*lled
in a housing project in the 7-4.

One of many.

We don't have enough detectives
or the overtime budget

to properly investigate
his m*rder,

but suddenly we have everything
we need to investigate his?

The m*rder of a hedge fund guy

gets more press

than the m*rder of a kid
k*lled in a housing project.

That's what
politicians respond to.

That's why we got
the marching orders we did.

All of which couldn't be
more apparent

to the people living
in a housing project.

I'm not telling you to ignore

either one of these homicides.

The mayor's priority is
what hits the press.

I'm just saying,
just make it look

like it's our priority, too.

If I have a problem,
take it up with Psych Services.

No, if you have a problem,
you need to take it up with me.

Mr. Hilliard.

They told me somebody'd be by
to pick up Juwan's yearbook,

but I figured it'd be faster
if I brought it in myself.

May I? Thank you.

I've heard if they
don't make an arrest

in the first 48 hours,
the odds drop

of ever making an arrest.

I wouldn't say that's true
in all cases.

You put it behind you,
you move on.

That is not what we do.

Your son was
an amateur magician.

Yeah.

He knew how to do
some card tricks.

Listen, did he ever
play cards for money?

Once in a while.

He'd play poker with
some of the young guys.

He'd play dice.

Do you know
who he used to play with?

And see if there's
any security camera footage

of dice games in the project.

If Juwan knowing
how to do card tricks

convinced one of
the other players

he was cheating,
it might give us a direction.

Wish we had a spare detective
to send in that direction.

Just as long as there's

enough detectives working
the Scoville homicide.

It does not look good.

Forget how it looks.

No, it's wrong,
more importantly.

Make a list of

the ten highest-crime precincts
in the city.

Including ours.
Including ours.

See how many cops get flown out
to work parades

or concerts
or putting up barriers,

and then you call The Times.

Really?
Yeah.

I think I'll do
that interview now.

That's him.

How long had Oren Scoville
been working here?

Almost four years.

You worked directly under him,
Ms. Valdez?

Uh-huh.

Looks like a nice place to work.

Yeah.

Well-thought-of?

Great instincts.

Though he did burn people
from time to time.

Who did he
go to the club with that night,

Mr. Draymore, do you know?

I was supposed to meet him,

but I didn't want to get
stuck with the check.

Gay? Straight?

Other?
Straight. I think.

Let's see...
Kevin...

Reese?
That's me.

Reese's Pieces.
Oh, you family?

I wish.

He have beef with anyone?

Lots of people.

When he got his bonus,

he ordered a Lamborghini.

Said the custom paint ran him

$800,000.

The crime's gonna bring
this city down,

no doubt about it.

How well did you know

Oren Scoville?

Not as well as some,
better than others.

I see you live in East New York.

Uh-huh.

This city sucks.

You have a get-well card
on your desk.

Have you been sick?

I had some medical issues.

Yeah.
Sorry to hear that.

Thanks.

Valdez acted like
she wasn't sure

whether Scoville
was straight or not.

And this is
worth mentioning why?

Because the get-well card
on her desk was from him,

and it made it sound like
they were in a relationship.

Assume they were, so what?

So why'd she pretend to
not be sure if he was straight?

My gut tells me

this was an armed robbery
that turned into a homicide,

which means we're gonna
treat it like an armed robbery

that turned into a homicide.

You know, back when I was on
the Warrant Squad with Desmond,

his gut told him the Selkirk
Brothers had gone out of state.

Come on, Tommy.

Yeah, my CI told me
they were in Far Rock away,

but First Grade
Detective Troy here

didn't want to exceed
the overtime cap,

went to the captain to show
what a good boy he was.

By the time we picked them up,

they'd k*lled, what,

two more people?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey!

Hey. Come on, guys.

Come on. Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I spoke...

Enough.

I spoke to the HR department.

Isabel Valdez was hospitalized
last month.

Yeah? We know for what?

It's medical, they're not
allowed to say for what.

Yeah, with all the heat
on this investigation,

we shouldn't have a problem
getting a subpoena.

She's the only one
who works there

who lives in East New York,
not far from

where Scoville's body was found.

Might mean something.

That's a nasty bruise
you got there.

I hit him a sh*t.
I know, but...

he must be strong.

You enjoying yourself?

A little bit?

Yeah? You like that?

How are you, Officer Quinlan?

I'm okay.

I know it's not
what you trained for,

but since the detective squad's
been busy

with this hedge fund guy's
homicide

and you're living
in the project,

you might snoop around,

see what you can find
on Juwan Hilliard.

Yeah,
I could definitely do that.

It'd be strictly off-the-record.

Totally.

Juwan liked to play dice.
All right.

You might want to find out
who he played dice with.

Okay, yeah, I will,
and believe it or not,

I think that
there's some tenants

who will actually open up to me.

Hi.

I was just wondering
if you have any information

on the shoo...

Okay.

Hey.

How you doing?

I got some extra detergent
if you want it.

It's cool, thanks.

Okay. I got the family size
even though it's just me.

Cheaper.

I've noticed that

there's a lot of guys
around here that play dice.

Seems like that could
be a little risky.

Eh, I guess it can be.

Um, I mean, I don't know,

people can sometimes
get violent.

Some people do.

They say that might be
what happened

to the guy that got k*lled.

Who's "they"?

The police.

That's you.
You're the police.

Yeah, my boss asked me
if I heard anything.

I don't know nothing about it.

Okay.

You the cop
that's been bothering people?

I don't think we've met.

I'm Brandy.
Ray-Ray.

I don't mean to be bothering
anyone, Ray-Ray.

Yeah, but that's
what you've been doing.

Hey, I'm staying down here,

if you want me to switch
your load when it's done...

Some of them's my things.

Don't be touching 'em.

So, nobody told you

these were our desks?

Nobody told us anything, Tommy.

I had a list
of hedge fund employees.

Where is it?

I put all your papers
over... there.

Well, maybe you ought
to go get 'em

and bring 'em
back over here, huh?

And the vehicle list

from the DMV?
What do you want that for?

So I can run it through
the license plate database.

Except the focus of
our investigation isn't

on hedge fund employees
and their vehicles.

It's on robberies
in Lower Manhattan.

Maybe you ought
to broaden your focus, Phil.

Hey, mami, don't tell us
how to do our job.

Whoa...
What'd you call me?

Hey, they want to run
license plates, let 'em.

Let us? Since when
do we need you to let us?

- Huh?
- You don't.

Whatever you're inclined
to go with,

go with it.
No disrespect,

but I am the lead investigator.

I think that should be up to me.
As you were told, Detective,

this is a joint investigation

which my detectives are free
to pursue as they see fit,

unimpeded.

Understood?

Deputy Inspector, huh?

Yeah. That's what
the oak leaf cluster

on her uniform signifies.

Unbelievable.

We're gonna grab a bite.

Enjoy yourself.
Mm-hmm.

Think you'll ever
give it up to her?

Nah, she don't need me
to give it up to her.

Might be good for you.

What, for my career?

For your soul.
Yeah.

How about this?

Look who paid
for Valdez's hospital bill.

Private room, no less.

So what was the nature of your
relationship with Oren Scoville?

- We were friends.
- And that's it?

What do you mean, "that's it"?

I mean, if you were dating,
we'd want to know that.

Why? It might suggest
you knew the people

he hung out with after work,

maybe you were
at the club with him

the night he was k*lled.

I was in a relationship,

and I was not
at the club with him.

Is that mass card for him?

Uh-huh.

Mind if I read it?

St. Abigail.

I go to that church sometimes.

It's not too far
from the precinct.

Ah.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'll-I'll get
the fresh collard greens.

Hello again.

Philomena?

Alberta, it's not Philomena.

Oh.
I'm Brandy.

I don't know anyone
by that name.

Uh, how about Juwan Hilliard?

Do you know anyone by that name?

He was in my homeroom class.

Oh, were you a school
teacher, Miss Alberta? I taught

at Grant Monroe High School
for 39 years.

Is that right? He turned into
a polite young man, Juwan.

Unlike that Ray-Ray.

Did those two used to hang out
together?

They played dice together.

And that's how Juwan
lost his life.

Oh, she don't know what
she's saying. The hell I don't.

Where could I talk to Ray-Ray?

Do you know?

Most every day
he get a chop cheese,

for his self,
at the market on Livonia.

Livonia.

All right, we're going in now.
You've been out long enough.

Oh, sh**t, don't tell me
what to do.

Thank you, Miss Alberta.
You're welcome.

You take care, bye-bye.
See you soon.

Oh, hey,
Mr. Hilliard. I see him over there.

That's him.
God bless him.

Lost his son like that.

There's no sense...

Mr. Hilliard?

How are you doing?

I'm all right.

Whoever's responsible,
we're gonna find them.

Someone's gonna find him.

Where you headed?

Back to work.

Inspector, this is Quinlan.

Yeah, I think that
James Hilliard might be

taking matters
into his own hands.

How you doing,
Mr. Hilliard?

Any news?

We're running down
some possible witnesses.

We should know more
in a day or so.

Ain't nobody in that project
gonna talk to the police.

I hope you're wrong about that.

You can hope all you want,
it ain't gonna happen.

You're hanging around
the housing project.

Hoping they talk to you?

Ain't no law against that,
is there?

Your son wouldn't want you
to get locked up, would he?

It makes no difference
what happens to me.

If someone's k*lled because of
what you believe is

their connection
to your son's m*rder,

we'll come after for you.

It makes no difference.

Have Sandeford pick up this guy
Ray-Ray from Ruskin Gardens.

He'll know who he is.

And what's he
charged with? Nothing yet.

But the longer
he's on the street,

the more chance Juwan Hilliard's
father's gonna k*ll him.

What do you think of this?
Or a high hat like that?

Sorry I'm late.

Oh, quite all right.

Captain Yenko was
just showing me pictures

of old police uniforms.

It's an interesting progression,
don't you think?

It is.

Well, I will leave you to it.

I'll be in my office,
if you need me.

Thanks for taking
the time to see me.

My pleasure.

I love that suit, by the way.

Thank you.

So, you get to wear your own
clothes to and from work

and then you change
into a uniform

when you get here,
is that right?

Vanessa, I'm happy

to answer questions
about my clothes,

how being a precinct commander
impacts my social life,

even questions about my hair.

But before I do that,

I want to contrast the handling
of two homicide investigations

because I think
it says a lot about

where our city's at right now.

What does it say?

That we value
the lives of people

based on
how much money they make

and what zip code they live in.

Do you mind if I take out
my tape recorder?

Not at all.

Here, let me just...

Over the course of five days,

within the 74th precinct,
two bodies were discovered.

Can't believe we let those guys
take over the squad room.

So, Valdez's medical issue
was being pregnant.

She lost the baby, ran up

a $65,000 hospital bill...

You notice how
Manhattan South Homicide...

...that Oren Scoville
put on his credit card.

...never fail to mention
they're First Grade?

How they always manage to
slip it into a conversation?

You know?
Tommy, focus.

All right.

All right. Right. What?

Scoville paid the hospital bill,

but it looks like the one
who went to see her every day

was Kevin Reese.
Reese's Pieces.

Huh.

So, you're saying
a love triangle?

I'm saying it's worth
asking that question.

Hey, Ray-Ban.

You over on Livonia Avenue
last night?

Nah.

I wasn't.
Somebody told me they saw you

selling blunts
on Livonia Avenue.

Wasn't me, man. What you
fumbling with in your pocket?

Hands out of your pockets!

Hands out. Let's go.

Come on. Against the car.
You know the routine.

You know the deal.
Spread 'em here.

Aha. Yeah, nothing, huh?

What's this?

That ain't nothing, man.

That's a nail file.
That ain't no nail file.

Mm-mm.

Five-eighths of
an inch too long, bro.

You're going in. I got him.

You want to give me
your left hand?

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have a right to an attorney.

If you can't afford an attorney,

an attorney will be
appointed to you...

Watch your head.

You know what, Tommy?

Let me go talk to her by myself.

I just think she'll be
less uptight if it's just me.

Okay, well, knock yourself out.

Hey, honey. What's going on?

Corinne, I-I...

Corrine, I can't arrest
an electrician for putting in

the wrong capacity circuit
breaker, I know you know that.

You got more questions?

Just a couple things
I forgot to ask.

Detective Morales is here.

- Ah, you get a twofer.
- Mr. Reese?

I love when that happens.

Care for some frittata?

A man who cooks.

You're a lucky girl.

Tell her.
He cooks.

He went to visit you
in the hospital every day.

How do you know that?

We have these crazy things
called license plate readers

to take pictures
of license plates.

Tells us where the cars were...

which, in Kevin's case,
was in the garage

next to Lenox Hill
the week you were there.

She didn't want a solid week

of hospital food, thank
you very much. Uh-huh.

Did Oren Scoville come
to the hospital?

Oren was in Brussels that week.

Not that he couldn't have come.

Don't let's get
into that, Kevin.

Sí.

You're gonna start
speaking Spanish now

so I don't know
what you're saying?

I asked if it was Scoville
who got her pregnant.

And she said yes.
Correct.

Kevin and I are just friends,

right, Kevin?

It's why I went to the
hospital every day. Mm.

Which is why you're here now.

Why I brought her red licorice.
Mm-hmm.

Can you maybe
put that Kn*fe down?

She had an ectopic pregnancy.
Mm-hmm.

She lost the baby.

She had no one
to look after her.

Oh, my God, Kevin,
would you put that Kn*fe down?

Except me, right?

I love her,

and I looked after her.

Ladies.

What happened to you?

Nothing happened.

It wasn't nothing,

what happened to you.

Wasn't nothing
what happened to that boy.

Ray-Ray got picked up, I heard.

You would know more about it
than I would, Officer.

I know that
since you're doing his laundry,

that probably means
he lives with you, too.

He lives with her,

and they both live with me.

Is it your name that's
on the lease, Miss Alberta?

Yes, it is.

Then you can give us permission
to search that apartment.

What would she want
to do that for?

So that there's one less lunatic
with a g*n living here.

You go right ahead.

Not
sure why you're having Morales

conduct this
interview, Inspector.

It's her collar.
Was I talking to you?

It is her collar.

And what did she collar him for?
Waving a Kn*fe around?

Said it
before, I'll say it again,

this was a robbery
that led to a homicide.

I was chopping
peppers and onions,

that's why I had
a Kn*fe in my hand.

- That is the only reason.
- I know.

I definitely wasn't
gonna s*ab anyone.

Though I did tell you
to put the Kn*fe down,

and you didn't
put the Kn*fe down.

I was upset, okay?

You were dredging up
some painful things,

and I blanked on the Kn*fe.

I-I wasn't even aware
I was holding it.

I get it.

I think we might be able to make

the as*ault with
a deadly w*apon charge go away.

Thank you.

I appreciate that.

It is painful

when your feelings for someone
aren't reciprocated.

I actually think Isabel
was gonna come around

as far as that goes.

Oh, yeah?

Sure, she was infatuated
with Oren, which I understand.

That much money
takes your breath away.

I think she knew there
was no future in it.

Have you seen this?

It's a joke.

"The Scoville Fund,
Isabel Valdez,

"Vice President." There's no
such thing as The Scoville Fund.

Worse that it was a fantasy,
isn't it?

That it was...

her fantasy.

That a brown skin girl
from East New York

would want to be
taken care of in a way that

no one in her family,
no one she knew, ever was.

That was never gonna happen.

Look at his history.

He cheats on his ex-wife,

cheats on his
ex-girlfriend with Isabel,

and then cheats on Isabel
with this Russian girl,

who worked the door
at that club.

Isabel didn't want to hear it!

How'd you know the girl that
worked the door was Russian?

'Cause I followed him there.

And I saw the two
of them making out

there on the street,

right before
he went to see Isabel.

Did you follow him there, too?

I wanted her to know

who she was dealing with.

How long were you waiting
for him outside her building?

An hour. Two hours.

That was before or after
the light went out?

Before or after
the light went out?

I stood out there,

looking up at that
window, and I knew

she was in that room with him.

And I imagined what he told her

when she said she smelled

that Russian girl's
perfume on him.

She wouldn't have believed him,

but she'd laugh

like it didn't matter.

She'd laugh, and then
she'd go to bed with him.

And when he came outside,
you were waiting.

Yeah.

Yeah, I was waiting.

And you sh*t him.

In your own words.

Wow. You called it, Des.

A robbery that led
to a homicide. Wow.

Am I ever glad
we had you leading the way.

Hmm.

Feels good, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does.
Yeah.

Yeah, it does.

So, how is it riding around
with Sandeford?

Has its moments.

Yeah, is he imparting his steady
stream of wisdom on you?

It's a steady stream; I don't
know that it's all wisdom.

But some of it is.

Sì.

Where'd you learn
to speak, uh, Italian?

Oh, I lived in Italy
when I was 16.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

Had an Italian boyfriend
and everything.

Long story.

I am happy to announce
an arrest has been made

in the m*rder of Oren Scoville.

This was not a random incident.

The individual
knew Mr. Scoville.

It appears to have arisen

out of a dispute between them.

Stand where I was standing.
It's all right.

It's bad enough they're not
letting you do the walkout.

When this is on the 6:00 news,
I want you on camera.

Just stand where I was standing.

Our message to criminals is,
if you do v*olence,

the full resources
of the NYPD will be

wholly committed to
your capture and prosecution.

I would also like to offer

my sincere thanks
and deepest gratitude

to the Manhattan South
Homicide Squad

and the 7-4 Detective Squad.

Now I'll take some questions.
Sir, how long did it take you to get him?

48 hours.

It's a very excellent example

of remarkable police work

and detective work.

I got your message.

We found what
we're pretty sure is the g*n

and a witness
that connects it to Ray-Ray.

The D.A. will take it
to a grand jury.

But if he pleads not guilty,
there's gonna be a trial.

I don't think
I can stand to go to no trial.

I do want to thank you, though.

You don't have to thank me.

You let me rest a little easier,

and you didn't make me
sh**t nobody.

And for that...

...I thank you.

I'm glad for
both of those things.

Take a walk?
Sure.

I'll meet you outside.

So I got a call from The Times

looking for a quote.

You say something nice?

Oh, yeah.

I think did better than that,
I saved your career.

How so?

I know I said that

press coverage
can affect policy,

but you talk to reporters
about ongoing investigations?

You characterize a m*rder
in a housing project

being treated as
a "misdemeanor homicide"?

I had hoped it might
lead the department to

being a little more evenhanded

with the allocation
of personnel. Huh.

All that would've done was get
you stripped of your command.

Would've?

I have a friend at The Times.

He's gonna keep
what you said about

more cops working parades
than homicides,

but he's gonna take
your name out of it.

It'll be, uh,
an anonymous source.

Well-informed

anonymous source.

You're running interference
on me now?

Regina, I didn't make you

precinct commander
as a token of my esteem.

I did it because
you care about winning trust

just as much as I do.

And from what I've seen
in the...

the short time you've been here,

I made the right decision.

I'm glad you feel that way.

No, I-I agree with
your enforcement priorities,

the way you handle
your personnel,

and I suspect that within time,

you're gonna start weeding out

all those cops
that don't get with the program.

Just like we talked about
over the years.

Yeah, that's right. All
those things.

All right, I have to get going.

I have my Psych
Services meeting.

No, it's right here.

You said you didn't care
for windowless offices,

so I-I arranged
for them to come here.

That her?

Come on, you got this.

Talk to you tomorrow.

Dr. Sorenson?

Inspector Haywood.
Yeah.

Hey, thanks for meeting me here.

Uh, not a problem.

I don't know what the, um,
minimum number of sessions

the department's
currently requiring...

Everyone's different.

Well, hopefully we won't have
to do this too many times.

I don't usually dwell
on these incidents.

Probably
that's a good thing, right?

I think so. I think so.

I don't have any regrets
about the sh**ting.

Um, well, what I mean to say is
that there's...

I... There's not a lot
to say about it.

No nightmares?

Nope.

Difficulty sleeping?
No.

I mean, not once my head
hits the pillow, no.

The sh**ting you were
involved in may very well

not rise to the level
of personal trauma.

Exactly.

And today I was able
to tell a man

whose son was m*rder*d that
we were able to make an arrest.

That must've meant a lot to him.

I think it did.

Your father was a cop.

Yeah.

I know he left the job
under difficult circumstances.

I'm sorry, excuse me, I'm...

I'm here because the job
requires me to talk about

having sh*t someone. It...

It doesn't require me
to talk about my father.

Fair enough. Yeah, of course
it's fair enough, because...

That's why we're...

You drinking...

coffee,
maybe I should have some tea.

Let me grab you a menu.

I'll be right over.

Where do you want to start?

Tea, right?
Yes, thanks.

You're welcome.