01x03 - The Small Things

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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.

The joint's yours.

All right, Bentley,
your first crime scene.

Hey, Sandeford,
who are those guys?

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.

We, all together, are going to
stem this kind of v*olence

in East New York.

What's good, baby?

Let's go, let's go.

Tenants reported hearing
them drive east.

What do we have?

Drive-by.
Three sh*t, one fatality.

Name's Junior Hunter.

Any word on a next
of kin who can ID?

We're on it.

Tenants say he lived
in the Blaylock Houses alone.

What about the perps?

Two on a scooter.

No one's ID'd them yet.
But whatever

the guy was using,
sounded like a machine g*n.

You're not gonna do nothing.

Sir, I'm trying to do something

which is why I'm asking you,

have you ever seen
the sh**t before.

Uh...

Any beefs going on you know of?

Any beefs?

Pick one.
There's plenty of beefs.

That's the nature of things.

But you don't know
who it was between? No.

What about the scooter?
Can you describe the scooter?

I'm gonna say Yamaha 'cause it
looked like one my nephew has.

Color?

Red.
With a white X on it.

Did you see his face?

How am I gonna see the sh**t

if his face is covered up?

He had a mask on.

How am I gonna describe him?

I keep my nose clean, sir.

I'm a businessman.
Oh, what kind of business?

Accessory devices
for the urban lifestyle...

Cell phone cases,
messenger bags,

repair screens,
you know, whatever.

I do it all.
Now what?

I found this over
by the tire tracks.

Oh, that, my friends,
is a Glock switch.

Why it sounded like
a machine g*n.

Oh, for the days of a .38.

All right. I want a list of
all the tenants,

any g*ng affiliations.

Also, let's make sure we dump
security camera footage

from those cameras
and whatever working...

Central, get aviation over here

at the Blaylock Houses.

We got airmail coming off
from the roof,

building 6.

You got to go now, Inspector.
No, no, no. We'll figure it out.

Whoa, whoa!

Everybody good?

You okay, Inspector?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I want to take that roof.

No, no, no. You...
Let us do it. You take off.

I'm not taking off!
I'm going in with my people.

Which one threw the concrete?

Yellow shirt.

You want to k*ll me, son?

Bring them in.

Everybody goes through!

Are you familiar with
a Glock switch, Chief?

I am. It's amazingly
simple, really.

Takes a semiautomatic,
makes it fully a*t*matic.

Can sh**t 30 rounds
in 2.3 seconds.

Stan, he said
he's familiar with it.

No, no, no, of course.
Absolutely.

I'm just always admiring

the ingenuity of the human mind.

They're generally
made of metal, though.

This one looks like
it's plastic.

We think made in a 3D printer.

In all likelihood,
that's probably why it broke.

But it let them sh**t up that
whole courtyard before it broke.

Look, since what they were using

is basically a machine g*n,

and machine g*ns
are prohibited by federal law,

this gets A*F involved.

We want A*F involved?

A*F comes with
federal resources...

Overtime, technical support.

More crime, more resources.

That's not exactly the way
I intended on getting them.

Give us a minute, yeah?

Yeah, sure.

So, vertical patrols?

Is that something
you're intending on

making a regular
thing now, Regina?

I'm glad to see you came all
the way down to check in on me.

Well, it's what I do,

especially when I have
a deputy inspector

still move around
like she's a street cop.

Is that something I can't do
as commanding officer?

I'm not here to say
what you can or can't do.

I just want to remind you it's
a lot tougher doing your job

from a hospital bed. I can't
show the cops and the community

I care about them
from behind my desk

all the time.

There was an old man
who was m*rder*d today.

I don't know if the guys
on the roof are connected,

but if it takes almost
getting clocked, I got to do it.

Right?

All right, now bag it
as we go, all right?

Name.
Come on.

Name!
Steven Turner.

Yo, I got to pee.
When we get to do that?

Yeah, as soon as
we're done here.

Yo, when we get
something to eat?

Same thing.
Date of birth?

10-12-2002.

Vouchering.

Key ring, five keys,

a blue plastic pen,

three one-dollar bills.
Let's go.

Yeah, he had a lot more
than that on him.

All right. Next.

These cuffs is hurting.
Quinlan, make sure

they take his belt
and shoelaces.

Oh, so I don't hang up?

Yeah, something like that.

Name.

Vincent West.

Date of birth.

04-10-2006.
Hold on, hold on.

Hey!

I told you guys, settle down

so we can get through this!

Thank you.

All right.
Date of birth.

- 04-10-2006.
- 16.

They get younger by the day.

You have to take my
crackers, bro? Quiet.

Vouchering.

Key ring, four keys on it.

Do I get my crackers back?

Bon appétit.

All right, next.
Come on.

Hey, hey. Relax.

Only working camera.

Barely.

That's Lindsey Boston.
I interviewed her.

There's Mercedes No-Last-Name.

I interviewed her.

Celia Malone. I interviewed her.

Oh, and there's Junior Hunter.

With four minutes
and 32 seconds to live.

Weird.
What?

I mean, at some point,

we all have four minutes
and 32 seconds to live, right?

That's pretty heavy, Tomas.

Never mind. I'm never
saying another word. Mm.

There's a motor scooter.

No plates, of course.

Too blurry to ID

the two on it.
No tattoos we can see.

Dark clothes.

Hey, there's D-Flawless.

You're making that up.

It's what he calls himself.

His real name's Demonté Green.

And he says he's a businessman.

He's coming out
of the building right here.

That's when the sh**ting starts.

Look at that.
What do you know?

Maybe your D-Flawless there
was the intended target.

Yet he told me he wasn't
aware of any beef.

Hate to think he would've lied.

Makes me fear for the republic.

Hmm.

Hey, hey.

Deputy Mayor Sharpe.

I apologize, Inspector.
Some people have

no sense of common courtesy.

My apologies, Captain Yenko,

but Belle Lacey
serves as a liaison

between my office and
public housing. I wanted

to see to it she had the
opportunity to speak with you.

She lives in the
Blaylock Houses.

Did you know Mr. Hunter?

Everybody knew Mr. Hunter.
Devastating.

Did Junior Hunter
have any family?

We do want to notify
next of kin. Yeah.

A sister in Shreveport.

I believe she passed.

All right.
We can find out.

If you have any difficulty,
I'm sure my office can.

Mr. Hunter was my friend.

Very important living
in public housing

to know who your friends are.

Absolutely.
He was a friend to me.

He was a friend to my grandson.

Okay. Your grandson is...?

Vincent... West.

He's one of the kids that
was arrested this morning.

He had nothing

to do with what happened
to Mr. Hunter.

But he did throw a chunk
of concrete at a police officer.

There may have been another way
to respond to that, Inspector.

Vincent has always
stayed out of trouble.

If you give him a record, you
will mess up his life forever.

Ms. Lacey, I suggest
you get a lawyer for Vincent.

If you can't afford one...
of course I can't afford one.

...one will be appointed
by the court.

When my other grandson
was arrested,

I was able to pick him up
from family court the same day.

Did your other grandson
also try to k*ll cops?

Oh. This is what
we're trying to achieve

with the Safe Streets
Initiative.

We take the energy and anger

found in these young people,

and we redirect it
into a constructive

and sustaining purpose.

I don't know about all of that.

My grandson is not the kind
of kid you have to arrest.

Well, he's about to figure out
what kind of man he wants

to become because he is not
leaving here any time soon.

I'm sorry, but that's about all
I can do for you today.

Guilty until proven otherwise?

We had every
reason to arrest him.

It's up to the courts
to adjudicate

whether he's guilty
or not guilty.

I thought you were some kind
of different.

You should be ashamed
of yourself.

Check back with us
this afternoon.

I'll be right with you, Belle.

DOAs from a modified firearm
don't look too good at COMPSTAT.

I'm aware of that, Mr. Sharpe.

What I wish you were aware of is

that I'm an asset to you.

I could help you with the mayor,

I could help you with
a variety of people.

It's called
setting up for success.

Captain.

From now on,
nobody gets back here

without clearance from
the front desk, especially him.

Got it.

I'm trying to remember
at what point

in my childhood dreams
did I see myself

one day spending endless nights

assembling chairs.

These are flat boxes, too.

The flatter the boxes,
the more pieces to put together.

You need to buy chairs
in chair-shaped boxes.

Right. Hey, honey, Crystal.

Hey. Thought you were
coming by after work.

Yeah, I'm just, um,
dropping off these chairs.

Oh, I know it doesn't look it,

but it is really
coming together.

It's going to be
so great, Tommy.

Yeah? Who are all
these tough guys?

Oh, I hired a chef.
Those are his people.

Oh. Who'd you get?

Oh, he's great.
He's got his own crew

and a huge following
of loyal customers

that'll follow him here.
Yeah. Who is he?

You know how they do
all kinds of food

in McCarren Park
on the weekends?

He's been doing that
and got written about.

The Times had a thing on him.

The New Yorker had a
thing on him. Yeah. Yeah.

Does he have a name, Corinne?

George Pappas.

You got any of those
write-ups on him?

Yeah, on my phone, but you know.

May I see them, please?

Okay.

Tommy, I don't want you
doing a background check on him.

I know there's things
in his past.

Yeah, I don't have
to do a background check on him.

I locked him up.

Seriously?
Mm-hmm. Possession

of Schedule A narcotics
with intent to distribute,

possession of illegal firearm,
burglary.

He said he'd been to prison.
He didn't try to hide it.

Yeah, all the people
in New York.

How many people in New York now?
Yeah. Don't put me into this.

This is the one guy
you could find to cook?

No, this is the best guy
I could find.

And you just said,
he's done his time.

He's a different person
now, right?

People change, Tommy.
Oh, do they?

'Cause that's not my experience.
Crystal, that's your experience?

I'm not even here right now.

Well, they don't, okay?

People are who they are.

He was a skel when I locked him
up, and he's still a skel.

Well, he's a skel
who works for me now,

so you're just going
to have to trust

that I know what I'm doing.

Hmm.

Yeah.

Inspector, you're
not going to believe this.

What's going on?

Building maintenance
is scheduled

to visit
regarding the female showers.

Well, how long have the
female showers been down now?

Oh, too long.
I've been saying for years,

they should repurpose
the men's showers to accommodate

the female officers, but
as you can imagine, it's not

a very popular opinion.

Like most of my opinions,

it just falls
through the cracks,

only to be resurrected
by someone

who wants to claim them
as their own.

Inspector, Captain.

Uh, we have all the arrestees

from the raid en route
to Central Booking.

Uh, Vincent West, however,
is a minor, still in holding.

Any reason why
you want to keep him?

His grandmother thinks
he's a little angel.

Oh, I doubt even his grandmother
thinks that.

I want to give her and him
the benefit of the doubt.

No, of course.
Although, that's

generally left up to the
judicial branch of government.

If we have the power of offering
someone another path in life,

I have to be open to doing it.

Mind if I, uh,
take a cr*ck at talking to him?

Not in a Scared Straight!
Approach,

but, you know, mention

that his friends
aren't really ones to keep.

Go ahead.

Detective Killian, right?

Very good. This is
Detective Morales. Welcome.

Meet my girlfriend...

uh, my fiancée Jasmine.

We're just finishing
with lunch here.

Hi.
Hey.

Is everything okay?

I thought I told you.

Remember the situation
that happened?

Oh, yeah.
Everything's gonna be fine.

See you tonight?

I'll see you later. Okay.
Okay. Bye.

Bye.
Bye.

So we just wanted to, uh,

catch you up
on our investigation

of the sh**ting.
Thank you, but it's unnecessary.

Well, maybe.
I mean, but we had a chance

to look at the security footage,

and it looks like
the sh**t started sh**ting

when you came out
of the building. Mm.

Was that a coincidence?

Coincidence, mistaken identity.

You know.

It's hard to say these days.

Pretty impressive
how you set yourself up in here

in your little pop-up shop.

Yeah, until they chase me out
of here, right?

Mm.

I'm impressed you learned
to repair computer screens.

Did you, uh, do that
while you were locked up?

Yes, I did.
Mm.

One of the pillars of success
is to strive for knowledge.

I learned a lot of things
when I was inside.

Everything except not to lie.

Well, maybe lying's one
of those other pillars.

Mm.
Hey, listen.

I'm a businessman, not a liar.

I wouldn't lie to you guys.

Put yourself
in our place, Demonté.

All right, these guys tried
to k*ll you.

They still might.
Yet, you won't give 'em up.

Now why would that be
the case except

you got something to hide?

A lot of success in business
is reputation of the brand.

Now,

maybe it wouldn't benefit

my brand if I was seen
as a snitch.

You get where
I'm going with that?

I think he's sticking
with his story.

Good luck, Demonté.
Hope it all works out for you.

I'm sorry.

What's up? Talk to me.

Yeah, I can put
that order in for you

as early as tonight.

Uh-huh.

"Demonté Green.
I do everything."

Hey, Crystal. How many
units were you looking to order?

It's a 3D printer.

Hey, Demonté?

Leaving you ten bucks for one

of these handsome
blue phone cases.

Thanks. Ask for
Officer Marvin Sandeford

if you call the precinct.

Any luck?

No. Doctor's office only
had a neighbor listed

as his emergency contact.

What happens if no next of kin
claims Junior Hunter's body?

Then they'll cremate him.

To grow old and alone.
Couldn't be me.

Then make a plan.

Oh, yeah?
What's your plan?

Doesn't matter what my plan is.

What's mine
might not work for you.

Tell me why
I should give you this warrant.

We think Demonté Green
was the intended target

of the sh**ting that
k*lled Junior Hunter.

Being the intended target
doesn't

get you probable cause
to search.

Oh, that's not
what we're saying, Seth.

Are you familiar
with what a Glock switch does?

I know all about it.
A semiautomatic

into a fully a*t*matic w*apon.

Can fire off 30 rounds
in two seconds.

Stan, he said he's familiar.

This was manufactured and sold

by Demonté Green.

Made on a 3D printer exactly
like the one in his shop.

What I can see here is
that they're both blue.

The same blue,
in the same material made

with a polymer resin
not commonly available.

But available.
And Demonté Green

lives in the same apartment
building with his fiancée

where the sh**ting occurred.

And where sh**t
occur weekly.

Outside of which
the Glock switch was found.

Come on, Seth!

Judges are like toddlers.
They love the word "no."

They love to argue,

and the threshold
for some of them is way high.

The glove compartment
was closed,

so the pound and a half
of fentanyl doesn't come in.

The laundry room extension
wasn't specified on the warrant,

so the sawed-off shotgun
doesn't come in. Yeah, but

you bring it to the right judge,
and you take the totality

of those factors
and put 'em together.

I don't want maybe, Stan.

I don't want close calls.

I don't want to stand there

and have some defense attorney
smirking at me

because some
Ruth Bader Ginsburg wannabe

is telling me my showing for
probable cause is insufficient,

that I have been judged
and found wanting.

I don't want to go through that.

So how
about this for a hypothetical?

A gunman with a modified nine
millimeter rakes a schoolyard

with hundreds of rounds
of amm*nit*on?

The means of modification
was easily available

and known to the Kings County
District Attorney's Office,

which did nothing to prevent it.

Get us the search warrant, Seth.

For Green's apartment

and the pop-up shop
for the Glock switches.

You'll sleep better.

Wait a minute. What the
hell are guys doing?!

That Jasmine?
Yes, it's Jasmine.

Why are you wrecking my house?

Let her in. These are my
clothes. These are all of my things.

Jasmine, right now, I'm going to
have to ask you to stand aside.

So you just go through
all my things like this?

We have a search warrant
for these premises, Jasmine.

It says Demonté Green
lives here,

and we can conduct a search.

If you interfere
with that search,

you'll be arrested.

I suggest you take a seat.

So you're gonna arrest me
for coming into my own house?

Hey, where you going with that?
Just dump it.

I'm not gonna dump it.

I'm gonna go sift
through it in the kitchen.

This is somebody's house.

Wait. Did...?

I can't believe you guys
are doing this.

Self-help, philosophy,
w*r strategy.

Quite a collection.

Well, he said he got
an education in the joint.

Whoa.

Glock switches.

Are you planning
on going to w*r, Jasmine?

I don't know nothing
about Demonté's business.

This ain't on me.

The problem is,
this apartment is in your name.

I know it's in my name.

That's why I got to go
to Housing Authority

and tell 'em why
it's all busted up.

Bigger problems at the moment.

It means that you're the one
that's going to get charged

for those switches.

That ain't right.

I didn't say it was right.

All right, they took down
his store, but he wasn't there.

Mm. So, Jasmine,
your one sh*t is,

you just tell us
where to find them.

Mr. Businessman.

He went to get his mail.

You got my number, right? Okay.

This is my favorite part.

That flash in the eyes
when, for a second,

they think about running.

Oh, there he goes.

- It's the shoes, man.
- Come on, up.

It's why they don't have

any foot pursuits
on Wall Street.

Hey, Killian, look what came
special delivery.

Resin for the printer. Hey, I
don't know what that is. Listen.

Somebody at the Seal-N-Ship
is gonna hear from me.

All right, come on.
Let's go, pal.

Can I get my shoe?

What's up, Sarge?

I don't know why I said
I'd speak to this kid.

Well, sucking up to the C.O.'s
as good a reason as any.

Maybe I felt like I had
something to say to him.

And now?
I don't know where to start.

Can I offer some suggestions?

Please.

Okay.

Detective.

You know,
I don't usually like to go back

into the kitchen
of places where I eat.

You know,
things you see there can just

make you lose your appetite.

Corinne's not here right now.

Oh, Corinne? Oh, no.
I know she's not here.

Yeah, um, I'm aware
of her general comings

and goings
because we live together.

Which is also why
I take a keen interest

in her welfare
while I'm on my investigations.

I understand your concern.

Do you? Oh, well,
that is a huge weight off.

So the menu you're preparing...

Is it gonna feature
Salisbury steak and fruit cup?

You know, since my release,

I graduated from the
Culinary Institute of America.

Oh. And now you cook
at a cop bar.

Corinne really...

Stop... saying her name.

She hired me to work here.

Your boss... my girlfriend...
She's not like most people.

She's good, and the only thing
she's not smart about is

thinking that
most other people are, too.

But you and I...
We know different.

Which is why
I'm gonna have to ask you

to tender your resignation

immediately... Chef.

What's going on?

The detective was just inquiring
about the menu.

Yeah. MORALES: Demonté's
gone through processing.

You should come back.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Hey, sweetie.
Hey.

Yeah.

So, Vincent,
what do you think happens

when you and your friends
do stupid things?

Worse thing
that happens is I go to juvie.

What about after that?

I was thinking Harvard.

Oh, if he doesn't care,
then why should we, right?

You know
what attempted m*rder is?

I didn't try to m*rder no one.

Yeah, but you threw that rock,
right?

Yeah.

So you tried to m*rder someone.

You know how juvie isn't worse

than some places adults go,
like Rikers?

Everyone in juvie's getting out.
Rikers?

Maybe not.

You want some tips...

on how to make it
a little bit better?

Don't look anyone in the eye.

Shower with your back to the
wall, and I bet someone told you

that you have to show that
you're the baddest guy in there.

Well, you know what?

You better be the
baddest guy in there.

Do you... do you think that
you're the baddest one in there?

'Cause there can only be one,

and it's probably not you.

Do as you are told.

And I know it doesn't
come natural. Trust me.

But just always do
what you are told.

'Cause in school,
your teachers...

They tell us to do something,
and we ignore them,

'cause they can't hurt us, but

this is not that.

And where you're going,

your grandma can't
save your ass.

Oh, is there anything
you'd like to add, Sergeant Kee?

Um... bring a book?

Yeah, that's good, too.

This from your 3D printer?

Okay.

Yeah. That's what this is?

Mm.
Yeah. I made this.

Started off making toys
for kids.

Yeah, like what?
Trucks, robots, toy g*ns?

Parents couldn't afford
the ones at the store,

so I used my machine
to copy them off,

charged what
the parents can pay.

Everybody wins.
That's my motto.

You always use blue?
That's right.

Blue's a popular color.

You make anything besides toys?

Yeah, after I
did the toys, I saw people need

new phone cases for
their phone 'cause every time

a new one comes out, they change
the size just a little bit.

That's not right. People can't
afford that. My people

can't afford that,

so I fill that need in.

Yeah. Everybody wins.

That's right.
What, is it a crime

to make smart phone cases now?

Hmm.

No.

But, uh, this is.

What's that?

You know what that is.

Nah.

Maybe some accoutrement
my little niece uses

to make a necklace?

You should have stuck to toys
and phone cases, Demonté.

Because this?
Illegally modifying a firearm

to make a machine g*n?

That's federal.

Then why am I sitting here

talking to you?

Because this is the last time
we see each other.

Turns out federal-mandated
sentencing is 11 years...

per switch.

How many switches we find?

25.

So that's, like, 25
switches times 11 years is, uh...

What is that?

I'd have to do it on paper.

275 years.
Wow. He's quick.

That's not even
factoring in whatever

accessory to m*rder charges
come with the k*lling

of that old man.
So before that happens,

we need you to tell us

who the guys were
that pulled the trigger.

I do that, I walk?

Whoa.

You do it,

and the D.A. might go

for a reduced sentence.

Substantially reduced.

The guys who sh*t at me...
They made me

make these switches for
them. How'd they do that?

They thr*aten you with a roll
of hundred-dollar bills?

Yeah, and did they make you
do the other

24 switches we found
at your apartment

with your prints all over 'em?
Listen, I never wanted

to be a part
of none of this, okay?

I did my time.

Just wanted to start a business.

Help us understand
what happened, Demonté.

Okay, I told 'em to use it
no more than three times.

It's not metal.
A resin switch

can't take
that kind of pressure.

You can see the edges
are starting to melt here.

They used the switch,

it jammed,
one of their guys got dropped.

They blamed me for it.

That's ludicrous.

Names and where to find them.

Mario Sandoval.

That's the one I know.

He and his friend Darren work

at a parking garage
in downtown Brooklyn.

That's where I go to meet them.

Should be one of those pillars
of success,

huh, Demonté?

"Get a second chance,
don't blow it"?

I don't know why we have
a Twitter account.

Just stirs people up.

Uh, are Kee and Quinlan
with Vincent West right now?

I'll find out.

Listen, there's a,
uh, little memorial

for Junior Hunter tonight
at Blaylock Houses.

You inclined
on sending flowers or something?

Send food, please,
and a lot of it.

You got it.
Hey.

A*F is on their way
for a press conference.

We're gonna lay out
what we confiscated?

Uh-huh, and I want

to have you up front on that.

Okay? Not A*F.
Side by side...

That's okay.
It's a partnership.

I don't need
to read a statement, do I?

I mean,
not if you don't want to.

No, let A*F do that.
Is there someone

who can check the array
of confiscated materials

- before the press office gets here?
- Well, not to toot

my own horn, but I do know
what looks good on camera.

You are a Renaissance man.

I have been called a polymath,

which, at the time, I think

was complimentary.

Hey.
Hey.

Corrine,
what are you doing in here?

I just came to bring
you dinner. Well,

that's nice of you, but you
didn't have to bring it here.

Tommy, look, I know
you're looking out for me.

I'm lucky. I mean,
who's got their own cop, right?

But you got to let me
make decisions for myself.

Yeah, I make decisions, too,
Corinne. I make decisions

about who people are and what
they're capable of all day long.

That's what I get paid to do.

Okay. Are you ever wrong?

Not about this guy.

He did his time.

He did his parole.
He's got a slew of references.

He's just trying
to make a legit living.

He's trying, huh?

So what? People try
all the time.

We got a guy in a cell right now

who came out of prison
with a whole business plan.

Now he's going right back.

Because the leopard
can't change its spots.

You did.

When?
After we met.

You don't remember? I said "no"
about a hundred times.

And people said I was nuts

when I told them
I finally said "yes" to you.

So I am asking you to trust me.

And allow
for the possibility... slim

though it may be...

That people can change.

Just like you did.

Plus, he's the only cook
I could afford.

So which people said
you were nuts? Give me a name.

Hey, Corinne.
Hey.

You got some dietary needs
I don't know about? Stop.

Come on. I got an address on
that garage where Mario works.

After digging through
Mario's social media.

There's even a photo
of his buddy Darren.

Kids just got
to post everywhere they go.

Afternoon. Detective Morales,
Killian from the 7-4.

Anyone else working here today?

No, just me.

Come on.

No one?
No.

Mario, maybe?
No.

You don't mind
if we take a look around?

Hey, Mario down here?

Mario!

7-4 squad.
sh*ts fired.

- Parking garage, Nassau and Bridge.
- 7-4 squad...

Ready?
Go.

Police! Don't move.

Get on the ground.

You said in the car
you didn't sh**t anyone.

'Cause I didn't. You were on
the scooter, though, Darren.

We got it all over
security camera footage.

I didn't know nothing about what
Mario was going to do, though.

Carrying a machine g*n,

you didn't know
what he was gonna do.

He liked having it on him.

It was like a good-luck charm.

You knew he had beef
with Demonté Green.

He was right to. Them switches

cost $300 a piece, two for $500.

Mario gave Demonté
a rack for four.

First one didn't fit.

Second one gets jammed.

Mario go to Demonté,
Demonté say, "Nah, man.

You damaged it
if it don't fit in the g*n."

So, no refunds, no exchanges?

And that ain't right.

Then one of
the boys gets sh*t over it.

Mario's cousin.

What'd Demonté think
was gonna happen?

He knew Mario wasn't going
to let that go.

Too bad that old man
in the lawn chair didn't know.

You want to put the divider up?

Who's doing what?
Well, I figured

you'd announce the confiscation,
and I'd announce the funding.

So happens I have good news
about the funding.

In addition to the money
from the federal government,

the New Suffolk

Restaurant
and Hospitality Group's

kicking in a million-dollar

discretionary fund.

That will go a long way
towards Chief Haywood's goals

of providing better community
relations in East New York.

Giving credit where credit is
due, I'll be sure to mention

that it's thanks in large part

to the efforts
of Precinct Commander

Regina Haywood.

No. What no?

I don't care
what kind of deal you got

with this restaurant group,
but I do not want

Regina Haywood's name
connected with it.

They're discretionary funds,
John.

She's not gonna get hurt
if she uses discretion.

But you might,

and she's gonna be expected
to take the hit for it.

I have no such expectation.

Let's leave her name out of it.

What you just saw on that video

is what a legal g*n
is capable of

when one of these parts
is attached to it.

Till yesterday, if you wanted
to obtain that part, all you had

to do is go and knock on the
apartment door of Demonté Green

who would make one
from his 3D printer.

What we have laid out on this
table here is what our officers

confiscated from that apartment.

So I want to thank the mayor,

the assistant director
of field operations

from A*F
and the police commissioner

for supporting our efforts,
but I want to make

special mention
to all of our friends at A*F

for all of the help
that they gave us

in getting that funding
to where it's most needed.

Now Deputy Mayor Sharpe
has a couple of words to say

on their behalf.
Thank you.

Thank you.
This administration

is committed to innovative,

community-based policing.

We stand behind our men
and women in blue 100%.

And we believe
that a partnership between

law enforcement
and the private sector is not

only possible, it's essential.

It is therefore
my pleasure and privilege

to introduce the Brooklyn Safe
Streets Initiative,

funded both
by the federal government

and with a million-dollar grant

by an anonymous donor.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mayor.

You want to see him
before family court?

Let's go to my office.

Since you don't have a record,
I'm guessing

this is your first time
in handcuffs?

Yes.

When the day started, you and me

had no idea we would be
in each other's lives, did we?

The end of mine almost,

the end of yours
in a different way, too.

And Mr. Hunter's.

I liked Mr. Hunter.

He gave me
a baseball glove he had.

And now he's gone,

and the young man
who k*lled him's gone,

and the other young man
on the scooter's going to jail

for a very long time,
and you're here in handcuffs,

only 16 years old,

and I'm wondering
what you make of all that.

Why'd you throw that piece of
concrete off the roof, Vincent?

I saw dudes throwing things.

I thought
it would be funny, too.

If you had hit someone,

there's a good chance
you would've k*lled them.

Would that be funny?

No, ma'am.

Is there anything
you want to say to me, Vincent?

I'm sorry.

I imagine you are.

You're sorry, and you're scared,

but I need you to remember
what it feels like

to be sorry and scared.

You remember what it felt like

when you threw that
concrete off the roof? Yes.

Was there a split second
when you wished you hadn't?

When you knew
you had done something wrong,

and you wished
you had that split second back?

I'm going to give it
back to you, Vincent.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Turns out this guy
had no relatives.

His sister in Shreveport
d*ed four years ago.

Sad.
What's sad?

That he d*ed, and there
was no one to notify.

Well, maybe I should give you
a list of my relatives

so you can notify them.

I don't think
you want it to be me.

Yeah, what the hell
do I care who it is?

So we're here to honor

Mr. Junior Hunter

whom we all will miss.

And when the police
get through with it,

I will lay claim
to his special chair,

and I will sit on it,

and I will remember him.

I also would like to thank

Police Inspector Haywood

for providing the food and drink

you're enjoying here tonight.

And I also would like

to thank her for
getting my grandson

back here with us.

Thank you.

Can I talk to you?

He may not have had any family,

but he sure had
a lot of friends.

What you... you trying
to make me feel better?

Why would I even try
to do that, Sandeford?

So I'm sure you know who
the anonymous donor is, right?

Why would you think that?

An instinctive grasp
of the obvious.

When it comes
to Raymond O. Sharpe,

one wants to maintain a certain
level of credible deniability.

So, better if I don't know.

He's got his own agenda, Regina.
Which is what?

From what I'm hearing,
he might make a run at mayor.

What does that mean for you?

What it means for both of us is
that he's got a long memory.

And that's gonna
determine whether

he's gonna be a supporter
for all of these things

that you're trying to do,
or an impediment.

You've known me
a long time, Chief.

You really think I want
to get involved in politics?

I have known you a long time,

which is why it's hard
for me to imagine

that you don't think
you already are.

Good night.