I don't understand how regular old milk is now a bad thing.
Well, I just prefer the taste of oat milk.
So you like the taste of wet cardboard. Noted.
DISPATCHER (over radio): 2-9 Charlie. You have a 10-34,
621 Broome Street, Apartment 3-Robert.
Caller states possible EDP assaulting his social worker.
That's just right around the corner.
2-9 Charlie. Show us responding.
WOMAN: Oh. Here. In here.
He's unarmed.
Stay here.
MAN: Don't come any closer!
(choking)
Hey, we are not going to hurt you.
You just need to let her go.
No! Go away! Let go.
I have to do this! Let go, please.
Hey, how about we just sit down and we talk about this?
There's nothing to talk about.
She is out to get me.
No, she's just trying to help you.
You are lying. (gasps)
You're lying!
We know Rachel. We know Rachel.
And I promise you, she has helped
so many people, and she is just trying to help you.
So if you let her go, everything's going to be okay.
Nothing is okay!
That's why they said that I have to do this!
Well, they're lying! Listen to me.
Don't listen to them.
Trust me.
Why don't you let her go?
You're gonna be okay.
(gasping)
(panting)
I'm okay. I'm okay. Go.
It's okay, it's over.
Put your hands behind your back, okay?
Wait, wh-why are you cuffing me?
You said that we could talk! Whoa!
Hey, hey, and we can once you calm down.
Okay? (panting)
Let's go.
GARRETT: And I need
your approval of the statement to The Ledger
by end of day.
Yeah, okay.
One other thing.
Um, there's no easy way to say this,
but I thought you should know.
The Irish Society has pulled their invitation
to honor Danny with their annual service award.
You're kidding.
I wish I was.
Look,
I know I got to stay out of it, but tell me something.
In the hundred-odd years they've been honoring cops
and firefighters for their service,
have they ever canceled anyone?
Not that I know of.
Their usual boilerplate--
the current climate, the changing landscape.
Yeah. Traffic and weather. I hate that.
Does Danny know?
They pulled it before he even knew he was being considered.
Good. At least he won't have to deal with the disappointment.
The determining, overriding factor-- their words--
was, while Detective Reagan has a well-earned reputation
as a courageous and effective detective,
certainly deserving of the recognition,
he also comes with 30-odd years of baggage.
My words.
Who's their mouthpiece in this?
Their legal counsel Grace Edwards.
(tapping on desk)
Grace Edwards?
Set up a meeting with her.
I thought you said you had to stay out of this.
Yeah, I did, but...
Your place or hers?
(siren wailing)
What do we got?
In the dumpster, female, DOA,
appears to be in her 40s.
Looks like one shot, point-blank, middle of the head.
Her body was stripped, no ID or belongings.
Find any video cameras on the block?
Nothing with eyes on the trash can.
BAEZ: Who called it in? (Danny groans)
FUCCI: A homeless man noticed the body and flagged down a cop.
We got it from here, thanks.
Aah!
Only a sick son of a bitch
would do something like that.
I think I recognize her.
You know her? She's a cop.
Don't tell me that. I worked a case
with her years ago.
She collared a perp I was after for a murder
in the Bronx.
You know her name?
Detective Nuria Peña.
Call it in. Call it in.
(sighs)
* *
(sighs)
What the hell was that? Exactly what it looked like.
How did you let that kid get you in that position?
You're a former cop and a trained social worker.
And I screwed up, okay?
Is there a reason that you wanted that kid to get arrested?
That kid is named Jimmy, and he's mentally fragile
but physically strong.
It's a complicated situation, Eddie.
(sighs)
Did you do it on purpose?
I felt like I had to.
Are you out of your mind? Look, he means well,
and believe it or not, we have been making progress.
But he is a diagnosed schizophrenic
who refuses to take his medication.
Aren't most schizophrenic patients nonviolent?
Yes, but he also has a substance abuse problem--
pills, cocaine, you name it--
and he was recently booted from a group home because of it.
So you instigated him to get him back in the system?
His family can't afford to place him in treatment,
and they are not safe living with him there.
And at least if he's in custody, he's being looked after.
I'm sorry, Rachel. I have to report this.
And when I do, they're just gonna release him.
So don't report it, please.
Rachel. I wouldn't put cops
in this position unless I had to.
He's a good kid,
and everyone else has given up on him.
Jeff Willard?
Hey, you must be Reagan and Baez.
Yeah.
So sorry about your partner.
Thanks.
Can't believe it.
Any idea who could've done this?
Oh, come on. You know the job.
We make a lot of enemies.
True. What exactly do you investigate here?
Nuria and I handle art-related cases.
A lot of money in stolen art.
She was deep into a lucrative art gallery accused of forgery.
Like fake paintings?
Yeah. We believe they were selling copies
of the real thing-- counterfeits. High-end stuff.
You think these people were capable, though,
of something this brutal?
These are felonies.
And they were up for federal charges, as well,
for selling across state lines.
That's enough to make anyone desperate.
Do you know if she was close to making a collar?
She caught 'em selling a fake Basquiat last year.
But they got off on the charges, claimed they had been duped
by the seller. But she didn't believe 'em?
No. She was still building her case with the D.A.'s office.
Last thing she told me was that she found proof
that the owner knew these were inauthentic.
What's his name?
Dave Christ.
I can bring you to him.
N-No. That's not a good idea.
Uh, you know, just give us his address, and we'll go see him.
Please. I have to do this.
You can help by going home, taking a day.
Would you?
I'm a little surprised we're not meeting
in your office, Commissioner.
Grace.
Frank, please.
(sighs)
To be, uh... (chuckles)
...perfectly honest with you,
if I have a meeting that might get...
...overheated,
I always try to find a public place for it.
Look...
we've known each other a long time, Grace, but...
...last time we saw each other was,
well, you know.
Your son, the NYPD.
And... it didn't end well.
Frank, this is not about a grudge.
I'm proud my son's a cop.
His dad would be, too.
He's sergeant now.
I mean,
I still worry.
As do I.
Can I get you something to drink?
Iced tea.
Uh, two, please.
You'd like an explanation.
Well, I think I can guess the whys and wherefore.
I mean...
But please understand.
Your actions hit home.
We're talking about my son now.
I do understand,
and I'm genuinely sorry
for the confusion that it's caused.
Then what is it, Grace?
Stains in the press
and the public perception are very hard to remove.
My son is a decorated cop
and a fine family man.
(sighs)
Yes, he is.
He's also from New York's most visible cop family
and enjoys a reputation as a very loose cannon.
WAITRESS: Have you made a decision?
I think so.
Not a final one, I hope.
(elevator bell dings)
Wow.
(whistles)
Not bad, huh?
We chose the wrong line of work.
Detectives, how may I help you?
Uh, we're looking for David Christ.
So am I.
You're his wife?
Yes, but I haven't heard from him in days.
I'm-I'm sorry. Why are you looking for my husband?
Uh, a detective
who was investigating his gallery
was found dead this morning.
Oh, my God, that's awful.
Yeah. Were you aware of the fact
that his gallery was under suspicion
of selling counterfeit paintings?
Of course I was aware, but it wasn't true.
We were duped once and admitted it,
but the detectives
and the D.A.'s office kept hounding us
because we're... successful.
When was the last time you heard from your husband?
He went to Kingston
to view some art being sold by an estate.
Said he'd be gone one night,
but now it's been three days.
BLAKE: What's going on, Mom?
Uh, nothing.
Everything's fine.
Did they find Dad?
No, but he's fine, honey.
Don't worry.
We're just here to ask a few questions.
Blake, could you give us a minute?
I'll be in my room.
BAEZ: Is there any reason
why you haven't reported your husband missing?
Because this isn't entirely out of the norm.
Dave struggles with sobriety.
He often goes off the grid like this.
I'm sorry, that must be hard,
especially on your son.
I try to shield him from it,
but... he knows what's going on.
Do you have any idea where your husband's staying?
No.
Okay.
We'll do our best to find him.
Hey,
I've got a hypothetical situation
to run past you.
Okay, shoot.
Say a friend
wanted to get an EDP help
but didn't have access to the proper channels.
What would you recommend they do?
A friend?
Hypothetical.
Uh, I would tell them to call
the Department of Health and Mental Hygiene.
But don't they get like
a million requests for favors daily?
Yeah, but you asked for the proper channels, that's it.
Okay, but what if this EDP
is a danger to himself and others
and the system is failing him?
It's tough. The system's overloaded,
as you know.
People got to be patient.
All right. Is there any way to
get around the rigamarole? Not really.
I mean, they get a thousand calls a day,
people are asking for favors,
and they're always running short on beds.
But what if someone with the pull you have
asked the favor?
Maybe, but only because
my friend Mac is over there, but still...
Okay, great. Thanks.
(scoffs)
(siren chirps)
Guy's name is David Christ.
Could be armed.
We just called for more backup.
His phone pinged where
an NYPD detective's body was dumped.
DANNY: This Airbnb is his last known location.
BAEZ: He could be in the wind. His phone's gone offline.
Police! Open up!
We have a warrant! Open up!
Go.
Police!
Guess we're just a little too late.
The gun found beside Dave
matches the ballistics of the gun
used to kill Detective Peña.
You think he killed her?
We went through his phone.
He had plans to meet with her the night she was murdered.
I-I don't understand. Why would he do this?
That's what we're trying to figure out.
Maybe he got in over his head.
I know he was stressed with work,
but... he didn't share much.
This might be difficult for you to consider,
but is it possible that Dave was committing fraud
and he realized
that Detective Peña was closing in on him?
I guess it's possible.
I wasn't that involved.
Dave handled all the acquisitions and sales.
We have a subpoena for the gallery's business records.
And you have access to the books?
Yes, yes, I-I think so.
I can, um, go through his files
and send you everything.
But right now my focus has to be on my son.
Of course.
Grace Edwards is here.
Ten minutes early, if you're ready for her.
She say anything?
She did not.
Okay.
Thank you.
Please have a seat.
(chuckles)
You, too.
Your trick is restaurants
so others keep their voice down?
Mine is getting there early so I can speak my piece
and get out before the meeting was scheduled,
and I can tell myself I never even took it.
Okay.
What do you call that?
Information pertaining to five of your former nominees
and four current ex-NYPD and FDNY board members.
It's got a little whiff of blackmail to it.
Not in the least.
(scoffs) At least.
Those are comprehensive records
and evaluations of nine brave, honorable
and worthy service members who,
through the one-way mirror of this month
in this year, wouldn't have made the cut.
Blackmail.
Please stop saying that, Grace.
What would you call it?
What I told you. Information.
But if you release that information,
your point gets made
in spades and in public.
What?
That never even occurred to me.
And I'm kind of amazed it did to you.
Then why did you go to the trouble?
In the hope that by removing
the fact that he's my son
and, therefore, the family name,
you might see this in a different light.
Frank, you go to the surgeon, you need a procedure,
do you say, "But, Doc,
make sure you do it like they did years ago?"
This isn't that.
That's where you're wrong.
Well, you can still make your clean getaway.
(sighs)
Captain?
You asked to see me?
Yeah, you want to tell me why the hell
you're covering for Rachel Witten?
I'm not sure...
Oh, are you not sure what I'm talking about? Okay.
So we're just gonna pretend that that stunt she pulled
instigating Jimmy Catsavis
to get him back into the system wasn't
completely on purpose? Cap, I...
And that you don't know anything about it?
Please let me explain.
Uh-huh. Uh, last thing I need is
some twisted, roundabout story.
She went about it the wrong way... Oh, you think?
...but her intentions were good.
And you are involved because...
Because I trust that she's doing the right thing.
Jimmy really does need help.
Well, I don't doubt that,
but now Jimmy has made a statement alluding to the fact
that Rachel knows exactly what upsets him
and she triggered him purposefully.
Now, do you think that's a job well done
by a social worker,
triggering their own patients on purpose?
His family...
Oh, and now you're an expert
in what his family wants?
I'm just trying to... Well, don't.
Jimmy is being released forthwith,
and I am reporting Rachel to her supervisor
because she should be losing her job and her license.
Let me handle Witten, please?
No. You two have done quite enough already.
Witten risked all of your lives.
You could've been killed.
And she risked Jimmy's life,
not knowing how
he was gonna respond when you showed up.
She is lucky we are not charging her
with reckless endangerment.
We are done here.
Yes, ma'am.
So?
So, I don't believe that this was a suicide.
What makes you say that?
There was no
gunshot residue found on the gun,
which means that it may have been wiped clean.
What about on his hands?
I swabbed them as well
and didn't find anything.
The lab said it was the same gun
that was used to kill Nuria.
Yes, but Dave couldn't have killed her.
He had been dead over 48 hours.
So you're saying somebody killed Dave,
took his gun and his phone,
and then killed Nuria?
They must have.
Then brought them back to frame him
and stage his suicide.
Sounds like Dave screwed over a lot of people.
Yeah, and if I'd been fooled into spending millions
on a phony painting,
I'd be out for blood, too.
Witten.
What are you doing here?
You're not answering your phone.
Well, I've been busy.
I tried to talk to McNichols about it,
but her mind's made up. She knew.
Thanks for the heads-up,
but I'm aware she knows.
She called my boss, and I've been suspended
pending an investigation.
I'm sorry, I know
your heart was in the right place.
But?
I didn't say "but."
I could sense it.
You agree with McNichols?
As hard as it is for me to say,
I do think you were in the wrong here.
How is it wrong to want to get someone
the help they desperately need?
You're not wrong about that,
it's the way you went about it.
You risked all of our lives
and his by choosing to trigger him
on purpose.
I knew that he would come after me.
I was prepared.
That is not what it looked like to me.
Of course not, because you don't know him.
You think you do, but you don't.
Based on what I saw...
Based on what you saw once.
I see them every day.
I know Jimmy. I know the family.
I know that mom and little sister are terrified
to live with him, but they wouldn't dream of exiling him,
so they just deal.
They deal with no resources,
with his drug addiction,
the voices he hears,
the trauma he puts them through daily.
You don't know them, Eddie.
Well, then I'll go introduce myself to them properly.
What?
You heard me. I'll go talk to them.
Why would you do that?
You came to me asking for help,
so let me try a different way.
That's a pretty heavy pour.
I figured you might need it.
Because they're taking away Danny's award?
Probably a good thing.
What are you talking about? Danny deserves it.
Remember this?
Well...
How could I forget it? It's Joe's medal.
And we both know how that turned out.
Pop, don't go there.
Joe received this award just before he died. It's jinxed.
Will you stop it?
The Irish Society medal
is not the Sports Illustrated cover jinx.
He's not the only recipient who was cursed by this.
Detective Jack Howell was paralyzed
three weeks after he received the award.
Officer Tommy Parker
was stabbed by a perp right after
he got his award... I don't want to hear this.
That's crazy talk.
(groans)
(sighs)
Hi, Pop. HENRY: Hi, hi.
Everything okay?
Well...
Danny was supposed to be recognized
with this year's honor from the Irish Society.
Wow. Was supposed to be recognized?
The offer was rescinded.
Why did the board double back?
Likely because we're talking about Danny here.
I mean, he doesn't always play nice in the sandbox.
They were concerned that
his reputation might bring them undue criticism.
Oh, that's absurd. Danny's got a stellar record.
I think it's a good thing.
What are you not telling us?
You... you're thinking about Joe?
Yeah, but your father isn't.
He's fighting tooth and nail with the board
to reinstate him, but, I mean,
this award is a curse.
Joe's award ceremony was two days after his funeral.
No one even showed up. It was all too painful.
All due respect, that's crazy.
You ask me, Danny deserves this award. End of discussion.
I don't know. This is Joe's award,
and it should just stay that way.
There'll be other awards for Danny.
Hell, when he retires,
they should throw every medal in the book at him.
But he... he just shouldn't receive this one.
I need both of you
to talk with your father
and convince him to let this thing go.
Thanks so much for taking the time to meet me.
I want to help Rachel get Jimmy into a care facility.
Thank you.
She has been so good to us.
I don't know where we would be without her.
I may know of someone else that can help.
We have friends
in the Department of Mental Health and Hygiene.
We could call them if that's something that you'd like.
Yes, anything you can do.
I can handle Jimmy coming at me,
but his behavior is starting to impact Carlie.
Yeah.
I understand.
Do you have any update on how he's doing?
He-He's set to be released today.
Oh, God.
I'm sorry, I do love him
very much.
He is a sweet boy, but I...
I just can't care for him on my own. I can't do it anymore.
Yeah.
Is Jimmy coming back home?
He is.
How do you feel about that?
I miss playing with him, but...
sometimes he can get angry and wants to hit Mommy.
We are going to work to get
Jimmy the medicine he needs so he doesn't get so angry.
Please, anything you can do.
You went behind our back and talked to their kid?
Look, I couldn't just sit around after Nuria was murdered.
I understand that, okay?
But you interfered with our investigation.
You should've told us.
Well, she was my partner, my responsibility.
You can't go there.
It's hard not to.
We understand.
All right? But did you at least get something from the kid
that could be helpful?
Yeah. Yeah.
He mentioned a new warehouse
where the gallery keeps some of its inventory.
You get an address?
Yeah, but I haven't had a chance
to check it out.
What is it?
This warehouse wasn't in the records
that Catherine shared with us.
You think she left that out on purpose?
That or her husband didn't tell her about it.
Was Witten always such a wild card?
No.
She was a great cop.
She followed the rules so much,
she lost her job once because of it.
So what changed?
She got...
burnt out.
Hmm.
That's why she went into social work.
She thought she could actually make a difference.
DISPATCHER (over radio): 2-9 Charlie. You have a 10-10,
possible EDP threatening violence.
621 Broome Street, Apartment 3-Robert.
That's Jimmy's apartment.
(siren wailing) 2-9 Charlie. Show us responding.
SANDI: Jimmy, stop. Please.
Stay calm, Carlie.
Jimmy, no! CARLIE: Help me, Mommy! (screams)
Help me, Mommy! Jimmy, stop!
Please! Mommy, help me! Jimmy, no, no!
Help me! I'm going up.
(whimpers) No, please.
Please, Jimmy, no, no! Hey, Jimmy. Hey!
Go away or I'll drop her! No! Help me, Mommy!
(screams)
No, no, no, no. You don't want to do that.
They told me that I have to!
Please, no, Jimmy, no, no!
No. Oh, I'm so glad you're here.
I got here as fast as I could.
Hey, Jimmy, please listen to me.
Why is everyone watching me?
WITTEN: You just need to calm down, okay?
You don't want to hurt your sister.
Jimmy.
She's right, Jimmy.
Go, go away!
Don't come any closer... No, don't drop me!
Okay. ...or I will drop her.
I'll stay right here, I promise.
(screams)
Hey, Jimmy.
My friends here, they need you
to let your sister back inside.
Can you do that for me?
This isn't my sister! CARLIE: Please, no, no.
Yes, it is.
Just let her back inside,
and I will help you.
Trust me, Jimmy.
Trust you like, like
I trusted you last time? (screaming)
No. No, Jimmy, no!
Don't do this, Jimmy. You're not
thinking clearly. (crying): No, Jimmy.
They said that I have to!
I know they said that,
but they are lying.
I promise. This is not who you are.
Listen to me, put her down.
You listen to me, Jimmy.
(crying)
WITTEN: Don't listen to them.
Help me!
Please, please. WITTEN: Listen to me, Jimmy.
(Carlie crying)
That's it. Yeah, come here. Come on. Okay. Okay.
Here we go.
(gasps)
McNICHOLS: That was close.
Good work reasoning with him. Thank you.
I'm gonna let your supervisor know
that this could have turned out
very differently if you hadn't been here.
She's right, you know.
It shouldn't have come to this.
(sighs) Hmm.
So, my day's been
pretty great so far.
Mine, too.
(chuckles)
Uh, I'm happy that the w-weather's finally cooling down.
Mm-hmm.
Okay,
is this really what we're gonna do here?
Talk about the weather?
It's better than what everyone else is doing.
Not wrong about that.
Okay, well, now that you mention it,
what the hell is going on with everybody?
JANKO: Yeah.
The Irish Society board
was honoring you
at their banquet this year.
Whoa, that's awesome.
Pop.
But they rescinded the offer.
Oh. JANKO: Why?
Oh, geez.
They're worried about your checkered past on the job,
but Dad and I think it's a load of crap.
Hmm, you knew about this, too?
Yeah.
We all do.
Oh.
Okay.
Appparently we're not cool enough
to be a part of the actual "we."
That's not what I meant.
But, for the record,
I do think that
the last thing this family needs is more attention.
This isn't about family attention.
Look, it's rightfully Danny's,
and attention-bearing or not,
he deserves it.
I'm not saying he doesn't.
Well, you kinda are, Pop.
Your Uncle Joe received this honor
just before he got killed.
The award is not cursed, Pop.
Wait, I'm lost. What's happening?
I'll tell you what's happening.
Apparently there's an award that is allegedly mine
that everyone knows about but didn't care
to mention to me or even see how I felt about it.
They just decided to gossip about it instead.
Would hardly call it gossip.
Save your breath.
I'm gonna go back to the job now
that I'm not being rewarded for.
Danny, sit down.
Dad, I have to investigate the murder of an NYPD detective.
You all can feel free to talk about me while I'm gone.
Again.
And how long has the gallery been renting this space?
Just a few months.
You ever have any issues?
No, we're the top art handler in the tristate.
We pride ourselves on preserving these things.
Good.
I recognize these from the records
Catherine shared with us.
Recent sales.
You think they're fakes?
No, I think they might be the originals.
So he was selling imitations of art he owned?
Well, it would explain how he got the proper documentation
for the phonies.
When's the last time that Dave was up here?
I was sad to read about his death in the paper,
but I never even met him.
You never met Dave?
No. Only one who came here was the wife Catherine.
(sighs)
DANNY: We know that you rented a storage facility in Brooklyn
behind your husband's back.
Which you conveniently left out
of the records you handed over.
You also conveniently left out the fact
that you personally delivered
25 paintings to that storage facility.
BAEZ: All originals which you
reportedly sold last year.
Mom, what are they talking about?
I'd like a lawyer.
I'm not saying another word.
You have nothing to hide. Just tell them. Hey, hey.
Take it easy.
Your husband find out that you were committing fraud
that was gonna cost your family everything,
and the two of you were gonna end up in prison because of it?
BAEZ: You found out he was going to hand over
everything Nuria needed to prosecute you.
So you went out and bought yourself a gun.
Illegally.
And we all know what happened next.
You're under arrest.
Call Uncle Mike.
He's our lawyer.
Wait. You've got to have it wrong!
I don't think I do, kid.
I'm sorry.
Oh. Hello, Frank.
(laughs) Well...
First of all, thanks for coming.
And second of all,
you're early.
Is that an omen? (laughs softly)
I always leave time for a walk in the neighborhood,
but it started raining.
So, no.
Not an omen. (chuckles)
So, if nothing else, you like the restaurant.
Yes.
So, um, you remember my son Joe?
Of course.
Yeah, well, back in the day,
something... you don't know.
Joe was set to receive the Irish Society's service award.
But he was killed before he could receive it.
(sighs)
And I was just so proud
of my son Danny, I think...
...that I fooled myself
into thinking his award might somehow--
I don't know-- kind of close that circle...
...when nothing can.
Anyway...
Uh...
I guess that's why I pushed so hard.
And...
once again...
...I didn't handle things very well with you, Grace.
And I am truly sorry.
My late husband was not a perfect man.
It would follow that he probably wasn't a perfect cop either.
Well,
we didn't name an entire block after him
because he was perfect.
We did it, all in,
because he deserved it.
WAITER: May I start you off with a drink?
Grace?
Um...
Gin martini, dry, up, two olives.
Mullane's 12 if you got it,
neat, water back.
WAITER: Coming right up.
Thank you for what you said, Frank.
So...
let's just leave this where it is.
Yeah.
What's going on?
I thought for sure they'd lift the suspension.
They did. I quit.
You quit? Why would you do that?
Because this whole fiasco has made me realize
just how awful our system is
at getting people like Jimmy the care that they need. I just...
Even getting the attention of the NYPD took him
nearly throwing his sister off a three-story balcony.
So you're just giving up?
I'm not giving up. I...
I risked everything for that family,
and I... I can't keep doing this.
Well, think about where they'd be without you, Rachel.
This is exactly why you do what you do.
Right, and I nearly got fired for it.
You went the extra mile,
something everyone else gave up on.
Jimmy was committed to an institution
until he's deemed fit to stand trial.
If ever.
How is that a good thing?
The same reason you wanted him in there in the first place--
protection, supervision,
he's no longer a threat to his family while he's unmedicated.
How long is he gonna be in there?
It's not like he can just check out once his meds kick in.
But you saved his life.
And now his family can come
visit him and... and make sure he's doing better.
And if he shows improvement, there's no doubt
the department will give him an early release.
He's right, Rachel.
You figured out something you do best,
something other people can't do.
Did you come here just to tell me that?
Yes and no.
My friend Mac in the Department of Mental Health and Hygiene
was able to pull Jimmy's file,
so he's gonna look out for him,
make sure he's making improvements.
Wow. I...
Thank you. (sighs)
You should tell Sandi. Give her a call.
Actually, I'm seeing her and Carlie later tonight.
They want to have me over for dinner weekly.
Kind of like you guys do, I guess.
Well, there's no chance you can quit now.
(laughs softly)
Here, I will help you unpack.
(laughs)
HENRY: Oh, and I thought I was the only one
who was invited. I didn't know
all you guys were gonna be here.
And nice to see you, too, Pop.
Yeah. HENRY: Thanks.
Danny, what's going on?
Uh, so you all remember this place? ERIN: Yeah.
Yeah, one of Joe's favorites.
Best clam pie around.
Joe insisted that we come here
when it was his turn to pick a place.
ERIN: I don't think I've been back here
since he passed, and we used to come here all the time.
Yeah. Birthday parties, graduation parties.
Lot of good memories. Yeah.
Well, we're here tonight because I wanted to share with you all
that, uh, I was officially offered
the Irish Society award this morning.
Wow. You were?
Go figure.
She did the right thing.
She did... and I turned it down.
Really?
Wow.
Why would you do that?
For two reasons, and, no,
not because I think the award is cursed.
I just think being a good detective does not need
to be rewarded with a shiny gold medal.
I think the reward
that I get is catching bad guys,
reuniting families and saving lives.
And that's enough for me.
And honestly,
we could have saved all of ourselves a lot of chaos
if we would've just talked about it in the first place.
Okay, okay, I-I apologize
for dragging the whole family into this.
Oh.
What's the second reason
for not accepting?
Joe.
Hear, hear.
We all admired Joe
from the moment we knew what a big brother was,
what a first child was, what a first grandchild was.
And he wore
all of those titles exceptionally well.
But he was also a second-to-none cop,
and he was truly deserving of this honor.
And I don't think that he should have
to share the spotlight with me.
This award belongs to him.
Geez. When did you become such a softie?
If we could just stop
for a second to appreciate
this version of Danny. (laughter)
We need to bottle it.
DANNY: All right, all right.
All right!
(laughter)
I asked you all here tonight
so we could celebrate Joe
the way we never got a chance to.
So... here's to Joe.
Here's to Joe. Hear, hear.
Joe.
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