Blue Bloods s09e04 Episode Script
Blackout
1 (sirens wailing) (indistinct shouting) - Double-lock the cuffs.
- Yes, sir.
Officer, you're on this cell.
I want you to secure your weapon.
Got it.
(men shouting) Enough.
Enough.
You guys, settle down.
In the cell.
Settle down.
Come on.
61s.
61s.
I got it.
Thanks, Sarge.
Officer.
When you're done with these two, they're going up to the detective squad.
You got it? Okay, what time was this? I don't know, half an hour ago? You take this route a lot? Sure.
But it was so dark tonight.
Would you be able to identify the person that robbed you? No, not really.
He just, he came out of nowhere.
When I tried to fight him off, he started screaming.
What was he screaming? He said he said I was a drunk little whore who was asking for it.
What were you asking for, Leah? To be raped.
(sighs) Did he? No, he just stuck his hand up my shirt, down my pants, grabbed my bag and ran away.
I drank too much.
I shouldn't have gone out so late.
I should've gone home with my roommate.
You know what? How about we not blame you? How about we blame the guy that did this to you? Does that sound good? Yeah.
At least watching paint dry, you know there's nothing you can do.
GORMLEY: Well, you can do what I'm doing.
You're just staring out the window.
Not just.
I'm thinking what smart policing our protocol is.
Each patrol borough commander responsible for his territory during a blackout.
Except that the smartest guy in the room is left out of the loop.
That doesn't make sense to me.
It's an antiquated protocol.
I see no reason why we can't be involved here.
GORMLEY: Boss, the boots on the ground have to call the shots.
Up here, we're compromised in terms of incoming Intel flow.
From where I sit, I'm not compromised.
We have a generator, we have lights.
One PP is fully functional.
GORMLEY: In a post 9/11 New York, you got to go local and retail, in some situations.
Is that a quote from the last commissioner's autobiography? BAKER: And a blackout hardly compares to a terrorist attack.
You want to rewrite our system for the state of emergency? After tonight, I might.
Oh.
Power's back on.
(exhales) And back where it belongs.
Let's get to work.
(door opens, closes) DANNY: So we got nothing? OFFICER: Not much.
DANNY: And let me guess, the cameras couldn't see anything in the blackout, either? Just as dark as the rest of the city.
Shoes off, poured herself a glass of wine.
Looks like she just got home from a long day at work.
DANNY: We got a name yet? No identification on her, no phone, nothing.
There must be a name on the apartment.
There is, but it's not her apartment.
- Whose apartment is it? - Name's, uh, Ben Wilson.
He's upstairs.
Good.
We'll talk to him.
Ben Wilson.
Detective Reagan, Detective Baez.
- This your place? - Yeah.
I, uh, came home, found her, called 911.
Uh-huh.
You came home from where? JFK.
British Airways 179 from London, where I've been on business the last two weeks.
Ah, okay.
Who's the girl? I have no idea.
- What do you mean? - I mean I've never seen her before in my life.
You're saying you've never seen this girl ever, in your entire life? Never.
Anyone else have access to your apartment? A friend, girlfriend? No.
No one.
I live by myself.
No one else has keys.
So you're telling us that that is a complete stranger lying dead in your apartment downstairs? That's exactly what I'm telling you, Detective.
Blue Bloods 9x04 Blackout I don't see what the problem is.
We have Ms.
Dowd on video, driving to and from the robbery.
Under duress because of her husband.
Doesn't look that way in the surveillance tape.
I have another tape that might change your mind.
SHELLY (over video): No, Mike.
Please.
MIKE: You're driving me, or I'll kill you.
Don't you dare screw this up for me.
She could've gone to the cops.
- It's not that simple.
- Sorry, but no deal.
It must happen a lot.
I'm sorry? He must threaten you a lot if you're recording him.
She's made half a dozen tapes like this.
Has he ever cashed in on those threats? - Yes.
- I have pictures from the hospital of what he's done to her.
This still doesn't excuse driving your So why not just go to the cops? Because of what he'll do to our son.
You're really thinking about letting her walk? She acted under duress.
It's a non-starter.
At-at least give me a shot.
A shot at what? More grief than she's already been through? I thought we were the prosecutors here.
And it's our responsibility to seek out justice, not just more convictions.
But she aided an armed robbery.
We are dropping the charges, and that's final.
I can call a press conference, or I can make you available to a select few, but it's not gonna matter.
They've all got the same question.
Where were the cops in the poorer neighborhoods? And in the poorer neighborhoods would be the answer.
Not exactly.
Not on the Lower East Side.
There's also evidence of gerrymandered deployment.
Where? Specifically, the Vladeck Houses.
Every small business owner in a ten-block radius is cursing our name to any media outlet that'll listen.
Which would be all of them.
Exactly.
And there's threats from the community.
- What kind of threats? - They knocked the headlights out of a dozen patrol cars in the 15th this morning.
Oh, great.
Blacking us out.
Cute, huh? There truth to any of this? Of course not.
Well, the public doesn't understand our protocol.
GORMLEY: Which was followed to a by our more than qualified borough commanders.
And we're sure of this how? It's a population-based system.
Science, not art.
Nothing personal, nothing biased.
That's a guess, not a fact.
I want a 49 on the manpower deployments for Manhattan South.
Hopefully, that will show that the areas with the highest population densities were served first.
You want me to undermine Chief Russo? No, I want you to make sure the protocols were followed.
You undermine a leader from above, he's dead as a leader.
Russo's a friend of yours.
Yes.
But more importantly, he's a great cop.
Let's find out if he was last night.
Just because a couple of citizens are throwing a fit doesn't mean we should go question a chief's judgment.
To be fair, it's more like a few dozen citizens.
Just saying.
Boss, you and I both know you've been waiting for your window to change this policy.
This has nothing to do with that.
Well, I just wouldn't want to see a good cop get caught in a grinder making that change happen.
Neither would I.
(door opens, closes) JANKO: He waits till the early hours of the morning, looking for women who've been drinking and walking home alone.
- Yeah, yeah.
We get it.
So he can grab their handbag.
Well, that's not all.
He assaults them.
He goes straight for skin, first on top, then on bottom.
Didn't you patent that move? Not funny.
Lighten up, sunshine.
He doesn't stop there.
He calls them names, then he grabs their belongings and runs.
It's not your typical street robbery.
So you're saying that all this is the same guy? Exactly.
Good luck with that.
DAVIS: Officer Janko? Yeah? Detective Davis from BRAM Unit.
I, uh I overheard the good work you've been doing.
- You did? - Sounds like a pattern to me, too.
Why don't you, uh why don't you tell me more about it.
Okay.
CHATWAL: So, her husband yells at her, and you want to let her walk? He threatened their son's life, not to mention all the physical abuse.
Did he put a gun to her head and force her behind the wheel? - He might as well have.
- No.
He put it to the owner of that bodega's head instead.
She committed that crime under duress.
I have a legal and ethical responsibility not to prosecute.
You have a professional one to try.
Your actions reflect directly on this office now.
Mistakes included.
What happened? She got arrested again? Shortly after her release.
This time for selling drugs to a minor.
She has no history with drugs.
That makes no sense.
Why would she risk a second chance to be with her son? Erin, I know where your heart is.
Really, I do.
It's bleeding on your sleeve for all to see.
But you need to stop playing defense attorney and start prosecuting.
Right over here.
Hey.
Hey.
Still waiting on DNA from the lab.
Who's this? This is Evan Walker.
He was filing a missing person's with the desk sergeant.
Description he gave sounded similar to our Jane Doe.
Oh.
Take a look at her.
Tell me if you recognize her.
(whispers): Oh, my God.
Who is it? Michelle.
Michelle who? Hopper.
M-My fiancée.
She's dead? I'm so sorry.
Yes.
(crying) What happened? We're trying to figure that out.
But we need your help in order to do that.
When's the last time you spoke with her? I don't know.
Uh, maybe t-two days ago? Two days ago.
What'd you two talk about? Nothing important.
Who did this to her? We don't know yet.
Did she mention anyone threatening her? Anything unusual? No.
What was Michelle doing in the city? She was in town for some, uh, job interviews, and she just got an offer.
I flew in from Ohio to, uh, surprise her.
We were gonna, uh, move here.
(exhales) The, uh, apartment she was staying in belonged to a Ben Wilson.
Do you know him? Ben.
Ben Wilson.
Yeah.
Yeah, I talked to him.
You did? I arranged for her to stay at his apartment through House Swap.
House Swap? It's an app.
You can, uh, rent people's apartments when they're out of town.
Okay.
So this Ben Wilson knew that she was staying at his place? We exchanged half a dozen e-mails about it.
You have proof of those e-mails? Just take it.
(crying) So you're going forward with the robbery charges? In light of these new charges, yes.
Are you at least going to offer us a deal, considering the duress? - My office will be pursuing this case to the fullest extent of the law.
Then there's nothing more to discuss.
I thought you cared about your son.
I do.
He-He's all I care about.
Then why would you put yourself at risk again? I I don't know.
You think he's gonna accept that as an answer when he's older? - He'll thank me.
- For not being around? For not having to grow up in foster care like I did.
How is going to prison gonna keep him out of foster care? Because if (exhales) What are you not telling me? Can you give us a deal on the robbery charges? If I could? We'd need a guarantee.
I need to know the information first.
Then we have nothing else to say.
(sighs softly) (door opens) (sighs) (door closes) (elevator bell dings) (indistinct chatter) Ten-hut! (chatter stops) At ease.
You all look like crap.
(chuckles) (all laugh) Been a long night, huh? Thank you for your good work.
I need each one of you to relay your patrol posts from the blackout.
Starting at this end.
Patrol Post 1.
West side of Orchard Street, Broome to Delancey.
Patrol Post 3.
North side of Essex Street, Stanton to Houston.
- Very good.
- Patrol Post 2.
- South Orchard Street.
- Nice.
Patrol Post 6.
Grand Street.
Patrol Post 5.
Seward Park.
Patrol Post 8.
East Broadway.
Rutgers to Montgomery.
Mm-hmm.
Anybody assigned to Madison Street? By the Vladeck Houses? Oh, come on.
No one? SARACENO: I sent a few guys home after an 18-hour tour.
Just the ones patrolling the Vladeck Houses? - Um, I'd have to check that.
- I'm gonna need to see your duty rosters from the blackout.
Yeah, of course.
Thank you, Officers.
(indistinct chatter) Commissioner, sir.
As you were, Captain.
Can I ask, what's this about? I think you know what this is about.
I heard some patrol cars were vandalized this morning.
Well, with all due respect, sir, that's not really anything out of the ordinary down here.
I heard it's linked to the Vladeck Houses.
The majority of the crime we see down here can be linked to those projects.
I am talking about what happened in this instance.
I'm talking about a reaction to a lack of police coverage during the blackout.
I'm sorry, sir.
I, uh (exhales) If you've got something to share, I suggest you share it.
I was just following orders.
Whose orders? Chief Russo contacted me right after the lights went out.
Told me to focus our deployment on certain neighborhoods.
You saying he had a list? More or less.
I've never even used House Swap.
Really? Then whose profile is that? I have no idea.
That's your apartment, isn't it? Yes.
But the building has strict policies against subletting and extended stays.
Well, then how come there are a half dozen other apartments on the app? I have no idea.
Then get one.
Look, Detective, I make real money.
I don't need to rent my apartment out.
- Uh-huh.
- I never talked to this what's his name.
- Evan.
- Evan.
- But you e-mailed with him.
- I never e-mailed with him.
Really? Then how do you explain that? That's not my e-mail address.
Oh, my God.
You're a real slick character.
Got an alibi for everything, don't you? Look, Detective, I can afford a serious lawyer, and I haven't asked for one.
I don't know this Evan.
I don't know who made this profile.
I do know it wasn't me.
(school bell rings) (indistinct chatter) What else is there to tell? Shelly copped to the charges.
A little too easily, if you ask me.
(soft knocking) Lisa Dowd? - Yes.
- Hi.
A.
D.
A.
Erin Reagan.
This is Detective ABETEMARCO.
Just wondering if we could ask you a few questions about your daughter-in-law.
Well, I-I already told the police everything.
We just want to make sure we got our facts straight.
Oh, fine.
Certainly.
Um So, Shelly came here after she was released? Uh, yes.
Asking me for money.
Again.
- I take it you didn't give her any.
- No.
No, of course not.
Um, we got into an argument.
And the next thing I know, I see her out in the school parking lot, selling pills to students.
And you saw her selling drugs from here? Well, I could see the body language.
I knew what she was doing.
Sh-She was desperate for money.
That's quite a leap.
Well, they found the pills on her, didn't they? Has she done anything like this before? Anything like this? Um, practically every move she makes.
My son deserves better.
And your grandson? Yes.
Yes.
She's not fit to take care of him.
Who's taking care of him now? I-I am.
I am.
I'm the only free and responsible family member left.
Okay.
Well, great.
Thank you for your time.
Sorry for wasting yours.
How-how did you hurt your arm? Oh, I-I started biking again, for the workout.
And I broke my collarbone getting run off the road.
I did that in college.
It hurts like hell.
(chuckles) They give you anything? Well, I never filled out the prescription.
I-I would rather live with the pain than that fog.
Yeah, I understand.
Well, thank you again.
And I hope you feel better.
Thank you.
You were right.
The pills Shelly was caught with traced back to her mother-in-law's prescription.
She planted them.
Looks like it.
And all this just to get custody of her grandson? But why wouldn't Shelly fight the charges? To keep her son out of foster care.
If her mother-in-law goes into prison, then the whole family's in the system.
So now Shelly can walk.
No, she can't.
I mean, the drug charges will go away, but the robbery charges will stay.
You're not gonna drop 'em? I have direct orders to prosecute.
Since when have orders stopped you? Since they've been coming straight from the D.
A.
, complete with sarcasm and not-so-veiled threats.
So Shelly's stuck.
Yes.
And so is her son.
Allen Castillo.
Doorman, 165 East 7th Street.
Is that right? - Yes, sir.
- You probably know your tenants pretty well then.
Some of them I do.
What about Ben Wilson? You know him? I know him.
But no better than the rest.
No, I think you know him very well.
- What do you mean? - Well, Mr.
Wilson has a profile on the House Swap app.
The number and the e-mail on the account are the same number and e-mail used on the accounts of other tenants in your building who happen to have profiles on that app as well.
And when I ran the number, guess where they led me to.
It was just to make some extra cash on the side.
What happened to Michelle? I don't know, I swear.
- You knew she was staying there.
- I was renting my tenants' apartments, but I'd never murder anyone.
Except this time.
The power went out, and you knew the security cameras would be down.
- When the power went out, I was at home, helping my family.
Our power took twice as long to come back on.
Right.
So you were home with your family.
My family, my neighbors' families-- they can all vouch for me.
Hope so.
I'll be paying them a visit.
Who else would have access to the apartment? Maybe somebody you rented it to before, maybe they had copies of the keys made? This is the first time I rented it.
Ben never left town long enough before.
- Before what? - He and his girlfriend split up.
Ben had a girlfriend? A nightmare of one.
They used to fight all the time.
Uh-huh.
And things ended bad? Horrible.
Their last fight spilled into the hallways.
I almost had to call the cops.
That was the last time I ever saw her.
(sighs) JANKO: So, are we the kind of couple that talks about the office, or do we leave the office talk back at the office? Actually, I did want to talk to you about something.
- Okay.
- I heard about the undercover assignment that Detective Davis wants you to work.
It's a great opportunity, right? I don't think you should do it.
- What? - I think you should steer clear of Davis and the undercover assignment.
Uh, why would I do that? Eddie, it's dangerous.
Well, I think it's more dangerous having that guy out on the street.
And we'll get him, but not like this.
I don't think so.
I'm perfect for this.
I fit the profile of every one of his victims.
Wait, is this, like an order? No.
I wanted to tell you here, because I didn't want to muddy the waters like that.
- Okay.
Good.
- But I am your sergeant.
- I'm aware.
- And I respect your judgment.
Well, my judgment says I gotta work this case.
- "Gotta"? Why? - Do you have any idea how many times I've walked home late at night alone, couple of drinks in me? How many time I've thought maybe this is it, tonight's the night I become the victim? So you make yourself a victim? The answer is: no, you don't know.
I don't see why you should hang yourself out there like a piece of bait for some creep.
Of course you don't, because you've never been afraid to walk home alone at night.
You have no idea what that feels like.
- I'm not saying I do.
Well, then respectfully, back off.
All right.
Fine.
You know what, you do whatever you want.
You know, you could just be supportive.
I can't be supportive of Davis.
Because I think he's reckless.
And I've been clocking his work since before you came to the precinct.
Okay, so you're afraid for me, so now you're gonna blame it on Davis? No.
That's not it.
You're better than this.
And you're smarter than this.
You know, I'm gonna sleep at mine tonight.
Thanks for dinner.
Not five minutes after the lights go out, my cell goes off-- restricted caller, it says.
I never pick those up.
Well, neither do I, but it's a blackout.
What am I supposed to do? - It's the mayor.
- (groans) Exactly.
And she's got, like, this shopping list of blocks where she wants extra manpower.
And it's the mayor-- you can't exactly Exactly.
So I say, "Thank you, Madam Mayor.
I'll get right on it.
" I mean, what else could I do? She says, "Jump," you say, "How high?" And if I say, "No, this has to go through the PC," what am I doing? Throwing the PC into the wood chipper.
Exactly.
Except that the blocks around the Vladek Houses Yes.
That's the problem.
It's all a problem, Sid.
But what am I gonna do, tell the mayor that there's these Dollar Stores and bodegas that take precedent over her donors and her cronies? I mean, we all serve at the pleasure of the mayor, am I right? (sighs): Pretty much.
Plus, I'm saving the boss this headache.
You did the right thing, Vinny.
Under the circumstances.
You got my back on this, right? I got your back, Vinny.
And he's nothing if not fair.
How many blocks? Just a few.
What's a few? Ten, 13.
Which is it? Maybe 15.
So, you left one of the most dangerous housing projects in this city totally unsupervised.
Not totally, sir.
But definitely undermanned.
Yes.
Definitely.
Regrettably.
Yes.
But it was the mayor.
My thought process, sir, if I may? It was either me taking the heat or kicking it up to you and handing you the headache, and I think I made the right choice.
You think? I hope.
So you think it's your job to step out of the chain of command, break protocol, in order to save me from a headache? Well, no, you put it that way.
You got another way to put it? We all serve at the pleasure of the mayor.
Well, you got that wrong.
I serve at the pleasure of the mayor.
You serve under my command.
And we both serve all the people of this city, not just the ones with a hook at City Hall.
Yes, sir.
(sighs) That's all.
Boss, he-he was in a tough spot.
You know? And it was the mayor.
It was not like a favor he could call the chips in.
Good intentions are not in the mix here, Sid.
He's a great cop.
Maybe by reputation; certainly not by this fiasco.
Okay.
Suppose the president calls you directly and asks you for a favor, you gonna do it? - If I can.
- Well, that's all Vinny did.
But only if it is in bounds.
All right.
I know you'd like to think that.
What's that mean? Actually, I take it back.
You can think that way, 'cause you'd probably get away with it.
I don't try to get away with stuff, Sid.
Makes life simpler.
Apples and oranges, though.
Except you're the one apple, and the rest of us are oranges.
Apples and oranges.
Boss, I've watched you up close for years.
You've got something the rest of us don't.
You could stand up to the ranks above you, and it's like you got a Teflon suit over a Kevlar vest, and your dirty looks are actual flamethrowers.
What exactly are you trying to say? Boss, I'm just saying, walk in his shoes, walk in mine-- it's different.
(sighs) Inform Chief Russo of his termination.
(sighs) Hey, Sarge, pass the rolls.
DANNY: Hello? Sarge? Who? What? You.
Dad wants a roll, Sarge.
Still not used to it? Not used to what? Being called Sarge.
Apparently not.
Not at dinner, Detective, Commissioner.
Okay.
Rolls, please? I was gonna do that.
I got it.
Thank you.
What about you? You getting called "boss" down at the office? Not yet.
The closer I get to the D.
A.
, the more I feel like a minion.
That shouldn't be.
Well, tell him that.
Breathing down my neck to prosecute a victim and second-guessing my every move.
What do you mean, prosecute a victim? Well, not literally the victim, but a-a mother whose family is falling apart, and if I put her away, then she loses what little she has.
She commit a crime? Yeah.
Well, then you do your job.
I know.
But having a desk where the buck stops is a lot harder than I thought it would be.
FRANK: And nobody wants to hear a boss complain about being a boss.
- There's the rub.
- But if you're the boss, you just tell people what to do and they have to do it.
I mean what is there to complain about? HENRY: But a really good boss knows that he got there by listening, for the most part.
The bad ones just bark orders.
Same case last year, what would you have done? I'd like to think I'd fight the same fight.
Except be a squeaky wheel.
DANNY: Because your opinion is no longer your opinion anymore.
Now it's policy, right? Yeah, I guess so.
HENRY: That's the hard part.
There's a hell of a lot less wiggle room when you're a boss.
FRANK: But Pop's right.
You stay there how you got there: by listening to the people over you, under you.
Went for him, goes for me goes for you.
And you now.
And maybe you someday.
Sign on the door never reads "He Who Knows It All.
" Or "She.
" Or "She.
" Not for nothin', Dad, but you kind of forgot someone on your, uh, list of future bosses.
You're too loose a cannon.
(others laughing) Yeah.
SEAN: It's okay, you'll always be my boss.
- Me, too.
- Yeah, not exactly the same.
(laughter) FRANK: Hey.
Any time you want to talk about it.
But it'd have to be pretty convincing to pull an ace off the field and park him behind a desk.
Shucks, Dad.
That's right, Ace.
(laughter) Wow.
- Where's her mother-in-law now? - She was arrested this morning for planting the drugs and framing your client.
KEVIN: So the drug charges against my client have been dropped? That's correct.
And the charges for abetting the robbery? Are they dropped? My office will be proceeding with the prosecution.
My husband threatened my son's life.
I thought you understood that.
A judge and jury will decide if you were under duress.
And until then, wh what happens to my son? He will be picked up from the neighbor's house by the Administration for Child Services.
So he's going to foster care.
Pending the outcome of this case.
That's correct.
This is why I didn't come forward about the drugs.
This is the one thing that I didn't want to happen.
Why are you doing this to us? I'm sorry.
You didn't think to mention your ex-girlfriend to us? - Clarissa? - Yeah, Clarissa.
She doesn't matter.
Of course she matters; you told us nobody else had access to this apartment.
And I was telling the truth.
BAEZ: Castillo said she practically lived here.
Trust me, no way I was letting her keep those keys when we broke up.
Because she's dangerous? No.
Just controlling.
Had a hard time letting go.
Really? Where the hell does she live now? You guys really think she had something to do with this? Just tell us where.
Look, Clarissa's crazy, but there's no way she murdered someone, especially not some random woman.
- A random woman, living in her ex-boyfriend's apartment, with an engagement ring on her finger.
Now tell us where the hell she lives.
(indistinct chatter) (sighs) (indistinct chatter in distance) (Janko gasps) Give me the bag, slut.
(grunts) You think this is a game, huh? (Janko grunts) No.
No.
Stop.
No.
Oh.
(grunts) (both grunt) Give me your hands.
Give me 'em.
Give me your hands.
All right.
Move it.
Move in.
JAMIE: Come on.
Back.
All right.
We got 'em.
Sergeant Reagan, what the hell? Hey, you fall asleep?! You fall asleep? I had to get him on the assault charge.
No, you didn't.
You had him on attempted robbery.
Not enough.
JAMIE: Which is enough to get him in the lineup, which is all you needed.
Are you okay? Jamie? What are you? On your feet.
You all right? What are you doing? Are you okay? What are you doing here? What are you doing? Are you okay? - Are you okay? - Yeah.
(panting) You know what? I should've told Ben not to call Clarissa.
Why would Ben call Clarissa? To tip her off.
It's his ex, why would he tip off his ex? He was with her for years.
- Yeah, and he said she was crazy.
- Yet - There's no reason for him to tip her off.
- he still dated her.
And then there were probably booty calls.
I mean, toxic relationships like that never just end.
Huh.
Maybe you should call Ben and tell him not to tip off Clarissa.
Anything? Straight to voice mail.
Great.
I'd love to know what this Clarissa knows before we knock on her door.
(car alarm blaring) You're good to go, Officer.
Thanks.
Let's just forget about it, okay? Would it really have been so bad to just take my advice? You were being overprotective.
It's my job to protect you.
As my sergeant or as my fiancé? In this case, as your sergeant.
I call BS.
You got to choose.
Because we agreed that we would separate work from home.
I wouldn't let any of my officers go undercover with Detective Davis.
Jamie, you lost your judgment because of me.
It's exactly what we said we weren't gonna do.
I'm still gonna have your back, Eddie.
Jamie, I was fine without you.
You couldn't see the next ten seconds.
You don't know what might've been next, and Davis was waiting on assault.
Jamie, I'm fine.
Well, thank God.
BAEZ: This is Detective Baez.
I have a jumper in front of 412 Meyers Street.
I'm gonna need an MLI at this location.
No.
Hey, Ben.
Hey.
- Hey! Hey! - What-what happened?! Slow down, don't go any closer.
- It's Clarissa? It's Clarissa.
- Yeah.
She Apparently, she jumped.
I called her.
I told her I knew all the best lawyers.
I told her not to freak out.
There's nothing you can do about it now, okay? It's too late.
There's nothing you can do for her.
It's not your fault, Ben.
Then whose? Oh, God.
A.
D.
A.
Reagan, congratulations on unraveling the Dowd case.
Those detective genes really paid off.
I'm not sure congratulations is in order here.
Of course it is.
Shelly was threatened and abused by her husband, and set up by her mother-in-law.
But she was no saint.
Doesn't make her a criminal, either.
You are still planning to prosecute, correct? No.
I can't.
- You can't? - If I have to compromise what's right to do this job, then I don't belong here.
Well, perhaps you could consider the greater good.
Consider what it will do to this office once this story hits the press.
Any decent reporter's gonna see that Shelly is the victim here.
Or that she is the Bonnie to her husband's Clyde.
They're gonna see that she did what she had to do to protect her son.
So you think we should drop the charges? It's the right thing to do.
Well I can see what Monica was dealing with all these years.
Well, maybe she should have warned you.
She did.
I took the leap anyway.
Take the leap with me on this.
You owe me.
And I collect with interest.
Did you think terminating Chief Russo was a suggestion? No.
Do I actually have to say? That's an order? No.
But you didn't slap an ASAP on it, either.
Look at me, Sid.
Yes, I thought maybe you might walk in his shoes, reconsider.
Pretty confident you made a case? I just figured once in a while you don't really mean what you say gets taken like Moses walked down the mountain with it chiseled on a tablet.
What the hell's got into you? Same thing that was always there.
Same thing you hired me for.
I stick up for our cops even when everyone else has fled the scene.
And I don't? I didn't say that and I would never say that.
You can offer him a demotion or early retirement.
A-S-A-P.
Demotion to what? I don't know; I'm gonna leave that up to you.
But enough of a demotion sends a signal to the rest of the department that those kind of favors, we do not do, and if you do them, you will pay dearly.
Copy? Copy.
And I don't have a Teflon suit.
Everything gets to me.
Every time one of ours is hurt, or jammed up, or he's in over his head, it gets to me.
I just don't show it, 'cause I can't show it, 'cause nobody wants or needs a "sensitive" police commissioner.
Okay.
So screw you.
Yes, sir.
That an order, too? Yeah, that's an order.
Screw me-- I'm on it, boss.
- Yes, sir.
Officer, you're on this cell.
I want you to secure your weapon.
Got it.
(men shouting) Enough.
Enough.
You guys, settle down.
In the cell.
Settle down.
Come on.
61s.
61s.
I got it.
Thanks, Sarge.
Officer.
When you're done with these two, they're going up to the detective squad.
You got it? Okay, what time was this? I don't know, half an hour ago? You take this route a lot? Sure.
But it was so dark tonight.
Would you be able to identify the person that robbed you? No, not really.
He just, he came out of nowhere.
When I tried to fight him off, he started screaming.
What was he screaming? He said he said I was a drunk little whore who was asking for it.
What were you asking for, Leah? To be raped.
(sighs) Did he? No, he just stuck his hand up my shirt, down my pants, grabbed my bag and ran away.
I drank too much.
I shouldn't have gone out so late.
I should've gone home with my roommate.
You know what? How about we not blame you? How about we blame the guy that did this to you? Does that sound good? Yeah.
At least watching paint dry, you know there's nothing you can do.
GORMLEY: Well, you can do what I'm doing.
You're just staring out the window.
Not just.
I'm thinking what smart policing our protocol is.
Each patrol borough commander responsible for his territory during a blackout.
Except that the smartest guy in the room is left out of the loop.
That doesn't make sense to me.
It's an antiquated protocol.
I see no reason why we can't be involved here.
GORMLEY: Boss, the boots on the ground have to call the shots.
Up here, we're compromised in terms of incoming Intel flow.
From where I sit, I'm not compromised.
We have a generator, we have lights.
One PP is fully functional.
GORMLEY: In a post 9/11 New York, you got to go local and retail, in some situations.
Is that a quote from the last commissioner's autobiography? BAKER: And a blackout hardly compares to a terrorist attack.
You want to rewrite our system for the state of emergency? After tonight, I might.
Oh.
Power's back on.
(exhales) And back where it belongs.
Let's get to work.
(door opens, closes) DANNY: So we got nothing? OFFICER: Not much.
DANNY: And let me guess, the cameras couldn't see anything in the blackout, either? Just as dark as the rest of the city.
Shoes off, poured herself a glass of wine.
Looks like she just got home from a long day at work.
DANNY: We got a name yet? No identification on her, no phone, nothing.
There must be a name on the apartment.
There is, but it's not her apartment.
- Whose apartment is it? - Name's, uh, Ben Wilson.
He's upstairs.
Good.
We'll talk to him.
Ben Wilson.
Detective Reagan, Detective Baez.
- This your place? - Yeah.
I, uh, came home, found her, called 911.
Uh-huh.
You came home from where? JFK.
British Airways 179 from London, where I've been on business the last two weeks.
Ah, okay.
Who's the girl? I have no idea.
- What do you mean? - I mean I've never seen her before in my life.
You're saying you've never seen this girl ever, in your entire life? Never.
Anyone else have access to your apartment? A friend, girlfriend? No.
No one.
I live by myself.
No one else has keys.
So you're telling us that that is a complete stranger lying dead in your apartment downstairs? That's exactly what I'm telling you, Detective.
Blue Bloods 9x04 Blackout I don't see what the problem is.
We have Ms.
Dowd on video, driving to and from the robbery.
Under duress because of her husband.
Doesn't look that way in the surveillance tape.
I have another tape that might change your mind.
SHELLY (over video): No, Mike.
Please.
MIKE: You're driving me, or I'll kill you.
Don't you dare screw this up for me.
She could've gone to the cops.
- It's not that simple.
- Sorry, but no deal.
It must happen a lot.
I'm sorry? He must threaten you a lot if you're recording him.
She's made half a dozen tapes like this.
Has he ever cashed in on those threats? - Yes.
- I have pictures from the hospital of what he's done to her.
This still doesn't excuse driving your So why not just go to the cops? Because of what he'll do to our son.
You're really thinking about letting her walk? She acted under duress.
It's a non-starter.
At-at least give me a shot.
A shot at what? More grief than she's already been through? I thought we were the prosecutors here.
And it's our responsibility to seek out justice, not just more convictions.
But she aided an armed robbery.
We are dropping the charges, and that's final.
I can call a press conference, or I can make you available to a select few, but it's not gonna matter.
They've all got the same question.
Where were the cops in the poorer neighborhoods? And in the poorer neighborhoods would be the answer.
Not exactly.
Not on the Lower East Side.
There's also evidence of gerrymandered deployment.
Where? Specifically, the Vladeck Houses.
Every small business owner in a ten-block radius is cursing our name to any media outlet that'll listen.
Which would be all of them.
Exactly.
And there's threats from the community.
- What kind of threats? - They knocked the headlights out of a dozen patrol cars in the 15th this morning.
Oh, great.
Blacking us out.
Cute, huh? There truth to any of this? Of course not.
Well, the public doesn't understand our protocol.
GORMLEY: Which was followed to a by our more than qualified borough commanders.
And we're sure of this how? It's a population-based system.
Science, not art.
Nothing personal, nothing biased.
That's a guess, not a fact.
I want a 49 on the manpower deployments for Manhattan South.
Hopefully, that will show that the areas with the highest population densities were served first.
You want me to undermine Chief Russo? No, I want you to make sure the protocols were followed.
You undermine a leader from above, he's dead as a leader.
Russo's a friend of yours.
Yes.
But more importantly, he's a great cop.
Let's find out if he was last night.
Just because a couple of citizens are throwing a fit doesn't mean we should go question a chief's judgment.
To be fair, it's more like a few dozen citizens.
Just saying.
Boss, you and I both know you've been waiting for your window to change this policy.
This has nothing to do with that.
Well, I just wouldn't want to see a good cop get caught in a grinder making that change happen.
Neither would I.
(door opens, closes) JANKO: He waits till the early hours of the morning, looking for women who've been drinking and walking home alone.
- Yeah, yeah.
We get it.
So he can grab their handbag.
Well, that's not all.
He assaults them.
He goes straight for skin, first on top, then on bottom.
Didn't you patent that move? Not funny.
Lighten up, sunshine.
He doesn't stop there.
He calls them names, then he grabs their belongings and runs.
It's not your typical street robbery.
So you're saying that all this is the same guy? Exactly.
Good luck with that.
DAVIS: Officer Janko? Yeah? Detective Davis from BRAM Unit.
I, uh I overheard the good work you've been doing.
- You did? - Sounds like a pattern to me, too.
Why don't you, uh why don't you tell me more about it.
Okay.
CHATWAL: So, her husband yells at her, and you want to let her walk? He threatened their son's life, not to mention all the physical abuse.
Did he put a gun to her head and force her behind the wheel? - He might as well have.
- No.
He put it to the owner of that bodega's head instead.
She committed that crime under duress.
I have a legal and ethical responsibility not to prosecute.
You have a professional one to try.
Your actions reflect directly on this office now.
Mistakes included.
What happened? She got arrested again? Shortly after her release.
This time for selling drugs to a minor.
She has no history with drugs.
That makes no sense.
Why would she risk a second chance to be with her son? Erin, I know where your heart is.
Really, I do.
It's bleeding on your sleeve for all to see.
But you need to stop playing defense attorney and start prosecuting.
Right over here.
Hey.
Hey.
Still waiting on DNA from the lab.
Who's this? This is Evan Walker.
He was filing a missing person's with the desk sergeant.
Description he gave sounded similar to our Jane Doe.
Oh.
Take a look at her.
Tell me if you recognize her.
(whispers): Oh, my God.
Who is it? Michelle.
Michelle who? Hopper.
M-My fiancée.
She's dead? I'm so sorry.
Yes.
(crying) What happened? We're trying to figure that out.
But we need your help in order to do that.
When's the last time you spoke with her? I don't know.
Uh, maybe t-two days ago? Two days ago.
What'd you two talk about? Nothing important.
Who did this to her? We don't know yet.
Did she mention anyone threatening her? Anything unusual? No.
What was Michelle doing in the city? She was in town for some, uh, job interviews, and she just got an offer.
I flew in from Ohio to, uh, surprise her.
We were gonna, uh, move here.
(exhales) The, uh, apartment she was staying in belonged to a Ben Wilson.
Do you know him? Ben.
Ben Wilson.
Yeah.
Yeah, I talked to him.
You did? I arranged for her to stay at his apartment through House Swap.
House Swap? It's an app.
You can, uh, rent people's apartments when they're out of town.
Okay.
So this Ben Wilson knew that she was staying at his place? We exchanged half a dozen e-mails about it.
You have proof of those e-mails? Just take it.
(crying) So you're going forward with the robbery charges? In light of these new charges, yes.
Are you at least going to offer us a deal, considering the duress? - My office will be pursuing this case to the fullest extent of the law.
Then there's nothing more to discuss.
I thought you cared about your son.
I do.
He-He's all I care about.
Then why would you put yourself at risk again? I I don't know.
You think he's gonna accept that as an answer when he's older? - He'll thank me.
- For not being around? For not having to grow up in foster care like I did.
How is going to prison gonna keep him out of foster care? Because if (exhales) What are you not telling me? Can you give us a deal on the robbery charges? If I could? We'd need a guarantee.
I need to know the information first.
Then we have nothing else to say.
(sighs softly) (door opens) (sighs) (door closes) (elevator bell dings) (indistinct chatter) Ten-hut! (chatter stops) At ease.
You all look like crap.
(chuckles) (all laugh) Been a long night, huh? Thank you for your good work.
I need each one of you to relay your patrol posts from the blackout.
Starting at this end.
Patrol Post 1.
West side of Orchard Street, Broome to Delancey.
Patrol Post 3.
North side of Essex Street, Stanton to Houston.
- Very good.
- Patrol Post 2.
- South Orchard Street.
- Nice.
Patrol Post 6.
Grand Street.
Patrol Post 5.
Seward Park.
Patrol Post 8.
East Broadway.
Rutgers to Montgomery.
Mm-hmm.
Anybody assigned to Madison Street? By the Vladeck Houses? Oh, come on.
No one? SARACENO: I sent a few guys home after an 18-hour tour.
Just the ones patrolling the Vladeck Houses? - Um, I'd have to check that.
- I'm gonna need to see your duty rosters from the blackout.
Yeah, of course.
Thank you, Officers.
(indistinct chatter) Commissioner, sir.
As you were, Captain.
Can I ask, what's this about? I think you know what this is about.
I heard some patrol cars were vandalized this morning.
Well, with all due respect, sir, that's not really anything out of the ordinary down here.
I heard it's linked to the Vladeck Houses.
The majority of the crime we see down here can be linked to those projects.
I am talking about what happened in this instance.
I'm talking about a reaction to a lack of police coverage during the blackout.
I'm sorry, sir.
I, uh (exhales) If you've got something to share, I suggest you share it.
I was just following orders.
Whose orders? Chief Russo contacted me right after the lights went out.
Told me to focus our deployment on certain neighborhoods.
You saying he had a list? More or less.
I've never even used House Swap.
Really? Then whose profile is that? I have no idea.
That's your apartment, isn't it? Yes.
But the building has strict policies against subletting and extended stays.
Well, then how come there are a half dozen other apartments on the app? I have no idea.
Then get one.
Look, Detective, I make real money.
I don't need to rent my apartment out.
- Uh-huh.
- I never talked to this what's his name.
- Evan.
- Evan.
- But you e-mailed with him.
- I never e-mailed with him.
Really? Then how do you explain that? That's not my e-mail address.
Oh, my God.
You're a real slick character.
Got an alibi for everything, don't you? Look, Detective, I can afford a serious lawyer, and I haven't asked for one.
I don't know this Evan.
I don't know who made this profile.
I do know it wasn't me.
(school bell rings) (indistinct chatter) What else is there to tell? Shelly copped to the charges.
A little too easily, if you ask me.
(soft knocking) Lisa Dowd? - Yes.
- Hi.
A.
D.
A.
Erin Reagan.
This is Detective ABETEMARCO.
Just wondering if we could ask you a few questions about your daughter-in-law.
Well, I-I already told the police everything.
We just want to make sure we got our facts straight.
Oh, fine.
Certainly.
Um So, Shelly came here after she was released? Uh, yes.
Asking me for money.
Again.
- I take it you didn't give her any.
- No.
No, of course not.
Um, we got into an argument.
And the next thing I know, I see her out in the school parking lot, selling pills to students.
And you saw her selling drugs from here? Well, I could see the body language.
I knew what she was doing.
Sh-She was desperate for money.
That's quite a leap.
Well, they found the pills on her, didn't they? Has she done anything like this before? Anything like this? Um, practically every move she makes.
My son deserves better.
And your grandson? Yes.
Yes.
She's not fit to take care of him.
Who's taking care of him now? I-I am.
I am.
I'm the only free and responsible family member left.
Okay.
Well, great.
Thank you for your time.
Sorry for wasting yours.
How-how did you hurt your arm? Oh, I-I started biking again, for the workout.
And I broke my collarbone getting run off the road.
I did that in college.
It hurts like hell.
(chuckles) They give you anything? Well, I never filled out the prescription.
I-I would rather live with the pain than that fog.
Yeah, I understand.
Well, thank you again.
And I hope you feel better.
Thank you.
You were right.
The pills Shelly was caught with traced back to her mother-in-law's prescription.
She planted them.
Looks like it.
And all this just to get custody of her grandson? But why wouldn't Shelly fight the charges? To keep her son out of foster care.
If her mother-in-law goes into prison, then the whole family's in the system.
So now Shelly can walk.
No, she can't.
I mean, the drug charges will go away, but the robbery charges will stay.
You're not gonna drop 'em? I have direct orders to prosecute.
Since when have orders stopped you? Since they've been coming straight from the D.
A.
, complete with sarcasm and not-so-veiled threats.
So Shelly's stuck.
Yes.
And so is her son.
Allen Castillo.
Doorman, 165 East 7th Street.
Is that right? - Yes, sir.
- You probably know your tenants pretty well then.
Some of them I do.
What about Ben Wilson? You know him? I know him.
But no better than the rest.
No, I think you know him very well.
- What do you mean? - Well, Mr.
Wilson has a profile on the House Swap app.
The number and the e-mail on the account are the same number and e-mail used on the accounts of other tenants in your building who happen to have profiles on that app as well.
And when I ran the number, guess where they led me to.
It was just to make some extra cash on the side.
What happened to Michelle? I don't know, I swear.
- You knew she was staying there.
- I was renting my tenants' apartments, but I'd never murder anyone.
Except this time.
The power went out, and you knew the security cameras would be down.
- When the power went out, I was at home, helping my family.
Our power took twice as long to come back on.
Right.
So you were home with your family.
My family, my neighbors' families-- they can all vouch for me.
Hope so.
I'll be paying them a visit.
Who else would have access to the apartment? Maybe somebody you rented it to before, maybe they had copies of the keys made? This is the first time I rented it.
Ben never left town long enough before.
- Before what? - He and his girlfriend split up.
Ben had a girlfriend? A nightmare of one.
They used to fight all the time.
Uh-huh.
And things ended bad? Horrible.
Their last fight spilled into the hallways.
I almost had to call the cops.
That was the last time I ever saw her.
(sighs) JANKO: So, are we the kind of couple that talks about the office, or do we leave the office talk back at the office? Actually, I did want to talk to you about something.
- Okay.
- I heard about the undercover assignment that Detective Davis wants you to work.
It's a great opportunity, right? I don't think you should do it.
- What? - I think you should steer clear of Davis and the undercover assignment.
Uh, why would I do that? Eddie, it's dangerous.
Well, I think it's more dangerous having that guy out on the street.
And we'll get him, but not like this.
I don't think so.
I'm perfect for this.
I fit the profile of every one of his victims.
Wait, is this, like an order? No.
I wanted to tell you here, because I didn't want to muddy the waters like that.
- Okay.
Good.
- But I am your sergeant.
- I'm aware.
- And I respect your judgment.
Well, my judgment says I gotta work this case.
- "Gotta"? Why? - Do you have any idea how many times I've walked home late at night alone, couple of drinks in me? How many time I've thought maybe this is it, tonight's the night I become the victim? So you make yourself a victim? The answer is: no, you don't know.
I don't see why you should hang yourself out there like a piece of bait for some creep.
Of course you don't, because you've never been afraid to walk home alone at night.
You have no idea what that feels like.
- I'm not saying I do.
Well, then respectfully, back off.
All right.
Fine.
You know what, you do whatever you want.
You know, you could just be supportive.
I can't be supportive of Davis.
Because I think he's reckless.
And I've been clocking his work since before you came to the precinct.
Okay, so you're afraid for me, so now you're gonna blame it on Davis? No.
That's not it.
You're better than this.
And you're smarter than this.
You know, I'm gonna sleep at mine tonight.
Thanks for dinner.
Not five minutes after the lights go out, my cell goes off-- restricted caller, it says.
I never pick those up.
Well, neither do I, but it's a blackout.
What am I supposed to do? - It's the mayor.
- (groans) Exactly.
And she's got, like, this shopping list of blocks where she wants extra manpower.
And it's the mayor-- you can't exactly Exactly.
So I say, "Thank you, Madam Mayor.
I'll get right on it.
" I mean, what else could I do? She says, "Jump," you say, "How high?" And if I say, "No, this has to go through the PC," what am I doing? Throwing the PC into the wood chipper.
Exactly.
Except that the blocks around the Vladek Houses Yes.
That's the problem.
It's all a problem, Sid.
But what am I gonna do, tell the mayor that there's these Dollar Stores and bodegas that take precedent over her donors and her cronies? I mean, we all serve at the pleasure of the mayor, am I right? (sighs): Pretty much.
Plus, I'm saving the boss this headache.
You did the right thing, Vinny.
Under the circumstances.
You got my back on this, right? I got your back, Vinny.
And he's nothing if not fair.
How many blocks? Just a few.
What's a few? Ten, 13.
Which is it? Maybe 15.
So, you left one of the most dangerous housing projects in this city totally unsupervised.
Not totally, sir.
But definitely undermanned.
Yes.
Definitely.
Regrettably.
Yes.
But it was the mayor.
My thought process, sir, if I may? It was either me taking the heat or kicking it up to you and handing you the headache, and I think I made the right choice.
You think? I hope.
So you think it's your job to step out of the chain of command, break protocol, in order to save me from a headache? Well, no, you put it that way.
You got another way to put it? We all serve at the pleasure of the mayor.
Well, you got that wrong.
I serve at the pleasure of the mayor.
You serve under my command.
And we both serve all the people of this city, not just the ones with a hook at City Hall.
Yes, sir.
(sighs) That's all.
Boss, he-he was in a tough spot.
You know? And it was the mayor.
It was not like a favor he could call the chips in.
Good intentions are not in the mix here, Sid.
He's a great cop.
Maybe by reputation; certainly not by this fiasco.
Okay.
Suppose the president calls you directly and asks you for a favor, you gonna do it? - If I can.
- Well, that's all Vinny did.
But only if it is in bounds.
All right.
I know you'd like to think that.
What's that mean? Actually, I take it back.
You can think that way, 'cause you'd probably get away with it.
I don't try to get away with stuff, Sid.
Makes life simpler.
Apples and oranges, though.
Except you're the one apple, and the rest of us are oranges.
Apples and oranges.
Boss, I've watched you up close for years.
You've got something the rest of us don't.
You could stand up to the ranks above you, and it's like you got a Teflon suit over a Kevlar vest, and your dirty looks are actual flamethrowers.
What exactly are you trying to say? Boss, I'm just saying, walk in his shoes, walk in mine-- it's different.
(sighs) Inform Chief Russo of his termination.
(sighs) Hey, Sarge, pass the rolls.
DANNY: Hello? Sarge? Who? What? You.
Dad wants a roll, Sarge.
Still not used to it? Not used to what? Being called Sarge.
Apparently not.
Not at dinner, Detective, Commissioner.
Okay.
Rolls, please? I was gonna do that.
I got it.
Thank you.
What about you? You getting called "boss" down at the office? Not yet.
The closer I get to the D.
A.
, the more I feel like a minion.
That shouldn't be.
Well, tell him that.
Breathing down my neck to prosecute a victim and second-guessing my every move.
What do you mean, prosecute a victim? Well, not literally the victim, but a-a mother whose family is falling apart, and if I put her away, then she loses what little she has.
She commit a crime? Yeah.
Well, then you do your job.
I know.
But having a desk where the buck stops is a lot harder than I thought it would be.
FRANK: And nobody wants to hear a boss complain about being a boss.
- There's the rub.
- But if you're the boss, you just tell people what to do and they have to do it.
I mean what is there to complain about? HENRY: But a really good boss knows that he got there by listening, for the most part.
The bad ones just bark orders.
Same case last year, what would you have done? I'd like to think I'd fight the same fight.
Except be a squeaky wheel.
DANNY: Because your opinion is no longer your opinion anymore.
Now it's policy, right? Yeah, I guess so.
HENRY: That's the hard part.
There's a hell of a lot less wiggle room when you're a boss.
FRANK: But Pop's right.
You stay there how you got there: by listening to the people over you, under you.
Went for him, goes for me goes for you.
And you now.
And maybe you someday.
Sign on the door never reads "He Who Knows It All.
" Or "She.
" Or "She.
" Not for nothin', Dad, but you kind of forgot someone on your, uh, list of future bosses.
You're too loose a cannon.
(others laughing) Yeah.
SEAN: It's okay, you'll always be my boss.
- Me, too.
- Yeah, not exactly the same.
(laughter) FRANK: Hey.
Any time you want to talk about it.
But it'd have to be pretty convincing to pull an ace off the field and park him behind a desk.
Shucks, Dad.
That's right, Ace.
(laughter) Wow.
- Where's her mother-in-law now? - She was arrested this morning for planting the drugs and framing your client.
KEVIN: So the drug charges against my client have been dropped? That's correct.
And the charges for abetting the robbery? Are they dropped? My office will be proceeding with the prosecution.
My husband threatened my son's life.
I thought you understood that.
A judge and jury will decide if you were under duress.
And until then, wh what happens to my son? He will be picked up from the neighbor's house by the Administration for Child Services.
So he's going to foster care.
Pending the outcome of this case.
That's correct.
This is why I didn't come forward about the drugs.
This is the one thing that I didn't want to happen.
Why are you doing this to us? I'm sorry.
You didn't think to mention your ex-girlfriend to us? - Clarissa? - Yeah, Clarissa.
She doesn't matter.
Of course she matters; you told us nobody else had access to this apartment.
And I was telling the truth.
BAEZ: Castillo said she practically lived here.
Trust me, no way I was letting her keep those keys when we broke up.
Because she's dangerous? No.
Just controlling.
Had a hard time letting go.
Really? Where the hell does she live now? You guys really think she had something to do with this? Just tell us where.
Look, Clarissa's crazy, but there's no way she murdered someone, especially not some random woman.
- A random woman, living in her ex-boyfriend's apartment, with an engagement ring on her finger.
Now tell us where the hell she lives.
(indistinct chatter) (sighs) (indistinct chatter in distance) (Janko gasps) Give me the bag, slut.
(grunts) You think this is a game, huh? (Janko grunts) No.
No.
Stop.
No.
Oh.
(grunts) (both grunt) Give me your hands.
Give me 'em.
Give me your hands.
All right.
Move it.
Move in.
JAMIE: Come on.
Back.
All right.
We got 'em.
Sergeant Reagan, what the hell? Hey, you fall asleep?! You fall asleep? I had to get him on the assault charge.
No, you didn't.
You had him on attempted robbery.
Not enough.
JAMIE: Which is enough to get him in the lineup, which is all you needed.
Are you okay? Jamie? What are you? On your feet.
You all right? What are you doing? Are you okay? What are you doing here? What are you doing? Are you okay? - Are you okay? - Yeah.
(panting) You know what? I should've told Ben not to call Clarissa.
Why would Ben call Clarissa? To tip her off.
It's his ex, why would he tip off his ex? He was with her for years.
- Yeah, and he said she was crazy.
- Yet - There's no reason for him to tip her off.
- he still dated her.
And then there were probably booty calls.
I mean, toxic relationships like that never just end.
Huh.
Maybe you should call Ben and tell him not to tip off Clarissa.
Anything? Straight to voice mail.
Great.
I'd love to know what this Clarissa knows before we knock on her door.
(car alarm blaring) You're good to go, Officer.
Thanks.
Let's just forget about it, okay? Would it really have been so bad to just take my advice? You were being overprotective.
It's my job to protect you.
As my sergeant or as my fiancé? In this case, as your sergeant.
I call BS.
You got to choose.
Because we agreed that we would separate work from home.
I wouldn't let any of my officers go undercover with Detective Davis.
Jamie, you lost your judgment because of me.
It's exactly what we said we weren't gonna do.
I'm still gonna have your back, Eddie.
Jamie, I was fine without you.
You couldn't see the next ten seconds.
You don't know what might've been next, and Davis was waiting on assault.
Jamie, I'm fine.
Well, thank God.
BAEZ: This is Detective Baez.
I have a jumper in front of 412 Meyers Street.
I'm gonna need an MLI at this location.
No.
Hey, Ben.
Hey.
- Hey! Hey! - What-what happened?! Slow down, don't go any closer.
- It's Clarissa? It's Clarissa.
- Yeah.
She Apparently, she jumped.
I called her.
I told her I knew all the best lawyers.
I told her not to freak out.
There's nothing you can do about it now, okay? It's too late.
There's nothing you can do for her.
It's not your fault, Ben.
Then whose? Oh, God.
A.
D.
A.
Reagan, congratulations on unraveling the Dowd case.
Those detective genes really paid off.
I'm not sure congratulations is in order here.
Of course it is.
Shelly was threatened and abused by her husband, and set up by her mother-in-law.
But she was no saint.
Doesn't make her a criminal, either.
You are still planning to prosecute, correct? No.
I can't.
- You can't? - If I have to compromise what's right to do this job, then I don't belong here.
Well, perhaps you could consider the greater good.
Consider what it will do to this office once this story hits the press.
Any decent reporter's gonna see that Shelly is the victim here.
Or that she is the Bonnie to her husband's Clyde.
They're gonna see that she did what she had to do to protect her son.
So you think we should drop the charges? It's the right thing to do.
Well I can see what Monica was dealing with all these years.
Well, maybe she should have warned you.
She did.
I took the leap anyway.
Take the leap with me on this.
You owe me.
And I collect with interest.
Did you think terminating Chief Russo was a suggestion? No.
Do I actually have to say? That's an order? No.
But you didn't slap an ASAP on it, either.
Look at me, Sid.
Yes, I thought maybe you might walk in his shoes, reconsider.
Pretty confident you made a case? I just figured once in a while you don't really mean what you say gets taken like Moses walked down the mountain with it chiseled on a tablet.
What the hell's got into you? Same thing that was always there.
Same thing you hired me for.
I stick up for our cops even when everyone else has fled the scene.
And I don't? I didn't say that and I would never say that.
You can offer him a demotion or early retirement.
A-S-A-P.
Demotion to what? I don't know; I'm gonna leave that up to you.
But enough of a demotion sends a signal to the rest of the department that those kind of favors, we do not do, and if you do them, you will pay dearly.
Copy? Copy.
And I don't have a Teflon suit.
Everything gets to me.
Every time one of ours is hurt, or jammed up, or he's in over his head, it gets to me.
I just don't show it, 'cause I can't show it, 'cause nobody wants or needs a "sensitive" police commissioner.
Okay.
So screw you.
Yes, sir.
That an order, too? Yeah, that's an order.
Screw me-- I'm on it, boss.