[Leslie] Previously onHightown...
[Alan] Stop! Put your hands up!
We got Charmaine.
I ain't saying nothing without my attorney.
Don't fuck with the New Beige girl, right?
I'm gonna walk out of here a free man,
and the first thing I'm gonna do is knock on your door,
and you're gonna invite me in.
Motherfucker, you high?
Shit!
I want my job back.
I can bring in Frankie Cuevas and a direct line to New York.
Take out the trash and be on a plane to Jamaica tomorrow.
-Are you a fucking cop? -I am.
So cut me another line, or your degenerate ass is under arrest.
That address, you gonna find bodies shot dead
by Frankie Cuevas.
[Alan] It's Daisy.
-[man] We got another one! -[Alan] Jorge Cuevas.
Frankie Cuevas, you're under arrest for murder.
You did your cousin dirty.
Couldn't even dig him a proper grave.
I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
You okay?
[The Textones' "Vacation" plays]
♪ I thought a lot of things About you ♪
♪ I stayed awake Just thinking about you ♪
♪ But now I'm away ♪
♪ You had to stay ♪
♪ Tomorrow's a day of mine ♪
♪ That you won't be in ♪
♪ I tried to say I was just having fun ♪
♪ But I really knew That you were the one ♪
♪ And now that I'm gone ♪
♪ I see I was wrong ♪
♪ I should have known All along ♪
♪ That time would tell ♪
♪ A week without you ♪
♪ I should forget ♪
♪ Two weeks without you ♪
♪ And I'm still thinking about The things that you said ♪
♪ Vacation Just another love-in ♪
♪ Vacation I hope you love me ♪
♪ Vacation Would you think of me? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I think I'll leave Without saying goodbye ♪
♪ I think that you know The reason why ♪
♪ What if I was to stay? ♪
♪ Would things turn out Some other way? ♪
♪ I'll never know anyway ♪
♪ ♪
[ominous music plays]
♪ ♪
[chuckles] This means we got him for murder, right?
-We got motherfucking Frankie. -[both chuckle]
We don't got shit 'til the jury says we do.
But, yeah, we got him.
Chuleta gave him right the fuck up for killing Daisy.
[scoffs] Supposed to be his boy.
I guess accessory to murder wasn't his jam.
Now we just got to prove that Frankie killed Jorge.
That's Body Side's problem.
We got motherfucking Frankie Cuevas.
[both laugh]
[Smith] I'm proud to say that today the Cape is a safer place
because of the outstanding work
of the Cape Cod Interagency Narcotics Unit.
This investigation started
because of an unspeakable tragedy--
three young lives cut short
by the drugs Mr. Cuevas and Ms. Grasa supplied.
And although we will never get them back,
these arrests--
[remote clatters]
[laughs]
Looks like Christmas came early this year
for the Mass State Police.
Well, I mean, if that's the case, then ho, ho, ho.
When do I start? [chuckles]
Yeah, well, uh...
I talked to the command staff about your reinstatement.
But, uh, you know, there was a little pushback.
I'm--I'm sorry. What do you mean pushback?
Look, you were always a great cop, Abruzzo.
That's not-- that's not the issue.
The issue with you is, uh...
Ah, shit, how do I put this?
Ray, it's... it's the woman thing.
Yeah.
And all you got to do is, uh, you know,
clean up the mess you made.
You understand?
Loud and clear.
[distant indistinct chatter]
[prison door buzzes]
[ominous music plays]
♪ ♪
[door closes, buzzer sounds]
What are you doing here?
I wanted you to hear it from me.
Ray and I are in love.
And we're moving in together.
My mom will bring Frankie Jr. to see you as often as she can,
but you and me are over.
[distant door buzzes]
I'm sorry.
[scoffs] Sorry for what?
For hurting you.
Are you also sorry for being a piece-of-shit rat?
Tell me. I want to hear it from your whore mouth.
Call me a whore again.
You poor, dumb cunt.
You really think you're gonna be a cop's wife?
You're a white-trash junkie slut.
And he's using you.
As soon as he gets his job back,
you'll be out on the street.
Goodbye, Frankie.
♪ ♪
Hey.
What you did to me...
you can never come back from that.
For the rest of your fucking life,
you're gonna be looking over your shoulder.
And one day, I'll be there.
♪ ♪
You have no idea what I'm capable of.
♪ ♪
[footsteps departing]
[indistinct chatter over police radio]
All dressed up and nowhere to go.
Hearing didn't go your way, huh?
Spiteful motherfuckers set my bail at a million in cash.
How the fuck is that any of your business anyway?
Everything that happens up in here's my business.
I know it all.
I know your boy Frankie's on the inside now.
And I know he sent someone to run up on you a while back.
Hmm?
♪ ♪
Then maybe you and I can help each other out.
You need protection.
Exactly.
[laughing]
You think I'm siding with you over Frankie Cuevas?
Get the hell out of here, punk-ass bitch.
Go on, get.
[Osito] Fuck!
Damn, bro. What's up?
[sighs]
Fucking screws trying to play me.
Cops trying to play me.
I gave them everything they asked for,
and my ass is still inside.
Hmm.
Fuck you doing?
I fucked up.
Popped positive on a piss test.
Sending me to the other side.
Damn, dude.
I'm sorry.
In checkers, when you get to the end of the board,
you say, "King me."
Right now...
you at the end of the board.
What if we expand?
You take maroon. I take green.
I don't know. I ain't never been in charge of shit before.
[scoffs] Motherfucker, I ain't saying that to be generous.
I'm saying it 'cause I know you a soldier,
that you can handle your shit.
We set this up right, you can have anything you want.
Yeah?
You want some product of your own? Done.
You want to smash your girl? Say when.
Fuck it, then. King me.
It won't gonna be that easy. It's gonna be work.
And now Frankie's over there.
♪ ♪
You gonna have to earn that crown.
♪ ♪
Hey.
You see LT's speech on TV?
We're the fucking shit.
Yeah, we are. And you should be proud.
You've only been full-time a month,
and you just made the case of a lifetime.
-[locker door closes] -I'm so jealous, I could die.
I do what I do.
We should grab that drink tonight
and get a bite or something to celebrate.
Yeah, yeah. We should.
Cool.
[knock at door]
[Renee] Hey! Can you open the door?
Yeah. Hey, I'm coming.
Oh, okay. I got you. I got you.
Thank you.
Okay, I'll get this.
Yeah.
How'd it go with Frankie?
Fine.
Fine?
-Yeah. -What'd he say?
Well, what do you think? He... he called me a cunt.
Motherfucker. Fuck him.
Okay, okay.
Well, I'm the asshole who made a baby with him, so...
You know he can't hurt you now.
Yeah.
But you and me, we got each other, right?
Yeah.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
Can we sit down?
There's...
there's something I need to talk to you about.
Yeah. Of course.
Okay.
-Okay. -What's up?
Um...
♪ ♪
...so I have to ask...
do you think you...
might ever want more kids?
Oh, my God. Yes.
All I've ever wanted was, like, just one big family.
-Really? -Yeah.
It'd be me and you and just a bunch of little rug rats
-running around. -Yeah.
That is...
so good to hear, because...
But, you know, in order to do that,
I got to be a provider, so I got to get my job back.
You know what I'm saying?
♪ ♪
What does that mean?
It means I need you to recant your statement against me.
So you want me to lie?
Well, I mean, you did it before already.
I didn't lie, okay?
I...
I told a secret.
♪ ♪
Really?
Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have even brought this up right now.
I just... I'm...
I'm at a loss here.
I just need your help, that's all.
♪ ♪
Yeah.
Yeah, of course.
I'll do whatever you need.
Really?
Why wouldn't I?
You're my guy.
[Leslie] So I am the one
who steals the Twizzlers from the break room,
but I'll show you my secret stash.
-Uh, thank you. -[both laugh]
You're welcome.
What would I do without you?
[light piano music plays]
♪ ♪
So I was thinking, and, uh...
[chuckles]
...you were right.
Right about what?
I was scared.
That's why I ended things with you.
Oh...
so we're having that conversation?
I mean, I'm 35 years old.
I was married, for Christ's sakes,
and then suddenly I'm gay?
[chuckles] It's like, what?
Uh, it was just a lot to figure out.
I'm not gonna lie. You kind of fucked me up.
Also, I know I'm intense. I get it.
We're cool.
I'm glad we're cool.
[woman] ♪ It's raining men ♪
-Hello. -[woman] ♪ Hallelujah ♪
That's my mom's ringtone, and that is my mom.
-Oh. -That's a cool thing
-that happened. -It's... it's fine.
It's fine.
She's not gonna stop calling me.
Yeah, no, no, no. Get it, get it.
I got to pee anyway.
Uh, all right, I'm sorry.
Yeah, no problem.
Hello, Fran.
Excuse me, are you in line or...
Mm.
Dr. Larkin.
[chuckles] It's Jackie Quinones,
from Glendon House.
Hello, Jackie. Nice to see you again.
Yeah, you too. I'm still sober.
I'm doing... I'm doing pretty good, actually.
-Yeah. -I'm so glad to hear that.
I work with State Police now.
Yeah, that big arrest on TV-- Frankie Cuevas?
That was me. [chuckles]
I'm very happy for all your success, Jackie.
But I'm really not supposed to talk to patients
outside of therapy.
[door opens]
It's always good to see former patients doing so well.
You're obviously working the program, and it's paying off.
Yeah.
Nice to see you.
You too.
[door opens, closes]
[Jackie sighs]
[Leslie] You okay?
Did something happen in the bathroom?
You ever feel like a fraud,
like you're just waiting for everyone to realize
you're a piece of shit?
Honestly, no.
Yeah. Of course you don't.
Ah, I'm fine.
I just saw someone I used to know.
♪ ♪
So...
...was there something else you wanted to say back there or...
Not really.
Okay.
I mean, fuck talking, right?
♪ ♪
[distant indistinct chatter]
-[guard] Delgado... -[door buzzes]
...on the count!
[sighs]
Pack it up.
I didn't fucking do anything. Where am I going?
Wherever you want. Your bail's been paid.
♪ ♪
[prison door buzzes]
How the fuck you make bail?
That's between me and my attorney.
I don't got to tell you shit.
Feeling yourself, huh?
Like you played the system? Like you played me?
We're not done.
We had a deal.
And that deal's not over until I fucking say it's over.
I think it was you tried to play me.
You were never gonna let my ass up out of there.
But you can't keep a real one down.
You know what?
You're right.
I don't want you out,
'cause you're a criminal
and the worst kind of criminal at that, a snitch...
...an asshole who thinks he's got a friend in blue.
Well, I'm here to let you know we're not fucking friends.
You fuck up one time, and I'ma put your ass
back in there for good,
just like your girl Charmaine.
♪ ♪
[laughing]
[laughs]
Turning your back on me?
You better watch that fucking back.
Don't worry about me, Sarge.
You need to worry about your own damn self.
Is that a threat?
Fuck around and find out.
♪ ♪
[Leslie] Good morning.
Good morning to you.
Excuse me. I'm just gonna get my favorite mug.
It's right here.
You do anything fun last night?
-I did. I went out for drinks. -Mm.
I might go again tonight.
Oh, yeah? I'm in.
[Alan] Babcock! Quinones!
-Hey. -[Jackie] What's up, Sarge?
Charmaine Grasa's being transferred
to the women's facility in Framingham on Thursday.
I want you guys to transport her.
Why us?
Because this is our last shot at getting her to cooperate.
DA's trying to stack charges against Frankie Cuevas,
and we don't have him on the narcotics without Charmaine.
And if she's willing to talk about New York
while she's at it, I'll take that, too.
With all due respect, she hasn't talked yet.
And she's lawyered up. It just...
That seems like a waste of time.
You afraid of a long drive there, Trooper?
No, sir.
[Alan] Then you two pick her up Thursday morning.
[Leslie] You got it, boss.
That'll be all.
[Amanda] Ms. Segna,
is it true that when Sergeant Abruzzo
first approached you, he solicited you
for prostitution?
-No. -That's odd.
I took those words from your original statement.
Well, is it true that he leveraged his position
as a police officer to pressure you
into an intimate relationship?
No. That's not what happened.
Do you understand that there are consequences
for lying to the police?
[Wally] Ms. Segna gave information
that led to the arrest of several high-value targets.
As a result, she was given immunity.
Please don't make idle threats.
Oh, but it's true.
I did lie.
And that's why I'm here now...
to set the record straight.
Why did you lie?
I lied because Frankie Cuevas
said that if I didn't do exactly what he told me to do,
he was gonna kill me.
I lied because I was afraid for my life...
...and I was afraid for my son's life.
I lied because I had no choice.
Ray Abruzzo...
did not coerce me in any way.
I seduced him, and I was relentless.
He was nothing but good to me.
And then I let Frankie ruin him.
I ruined him.
[Wally] Thank you for your honesty.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
[door opens]
-Hey, hey. -[Renee] Hey.
-How did it go? -Well...
-...I crushed it. -[both chuckle]
I, uh... I cried and everything.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Told them Frankie made me do it.
What'd they say?
Mm...
all you need to know is that I took care of it.
I took care...
of you.
And now...
I want you to take care of me.
What are you doing? Hmm?
Don't you like it?
I didn't know you talking to the DA
would make you so fucking horny.
Mm. [chuckles]
♪ ♪
My man's a cop.
And that's hot.
Mm.
I'm not a cop yet, baby.
You sure?
Feels like you are.
[both moaning]
♪ ♪
[cell phone ringing]
Answer it.
Yeah, it's Abruzzo.
[indistinct chatter on cell phone]
Yes, sir.
[indistinct chatter on cell phone]
Yes, sir. I'll be right over.
[chuckles]
Baby, we did it.
We did it?
[Renee moans and pants]
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
Hey, I don't mean to interrupt, but, uh...
-Come on in. -Take a seat.
Well, the paperwork is still being processed, but, uh...
...what the hell?
Congratulations, Sergeant.
Sergeant.
♪ ♪
Getting my stripes back?
Oh, I can't have my task force headed up by a scrub, can I?
Task force?
We're setting up on the New York connect,
scoop the DEA.
That's fantastic.
Don't let me down, now.
I went to bat for you, and I expect big things.
You're gonna get 'em, sir.
All right, Andy, I leave it to you.
[chuckles]
I'm on it, sir.
[Markson] Keep your nose clean, Ray.
♪ ♪
I know this is strange meeting this way,
but I just want you to know that I appreciate--
Just stop.
Whatever voodoo bullshit you pulled on Markson
and everyone else, it won't work on me.
Just know time off did me some good.
I'm a new man.
As soon as the paper clears, you're back.
Thank you, sir. I won't let you down.
One more thing...
Since you're back at Sergeant, Saintille's out.
I think you should be the one to tell him.
-What? -We're only budgeted for one.
Luckily, there's a spot on the Body Side,
so he's moving over.
He should be in his office.
I'm sure he'd rather hear it from his old partner.
♪ ♪
[Ray] Hey, bud.
Hey, Ray Abruzzo, huh?
-[Ray] What's up, buddy? -[chuckles]
Let me guess, fucking did it, huh?
Got your job back, right?
Well, yeah, yeah, yeah, something like that,
something like that.
I'm coming back as Sergeant, Alan.
Congrats.
And you're going to Body Side.
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
-What the fuck? -It's not a demotion.
It's not a demotion, Alan, okay?
You're still Sergeant. It's a great fucking post.
Wait.
You fuck up and get fired
and come back at the same fucking level?
That sounds about white.
Ten years!
Ten years I been on Dirty Side! I built a fucking career here!
But who gives a shit about that?
Not you! Not fucking Smith!
Fucking expendable Alan!
This some bullshit.
I really wonder what the fuck the difference is
between me and you.
Bro, it's not like that.
Bro?
Motherfucker, do you know the quality of life
on fucking Homicide?
There's four detectives
to cover every unattended body on the goddamn Cape!
They call you any time day or fucking night.
You see the worst of the goddamn worst.
And you got to make whatever fucking shitty case
that lands on your goddamn desk!
So it is like that, bro.
♪ ♪
I can't fucking believe this shit.
Right.
♪ ♪
Whoa, hey, hey. What are you doing? Alan.
You want your goddamn office back, right?
-Hey, hey. -Shit.
-[glass shatters] -Fuck.
You know it doesn't have to be this way.
You're right. It doesn't.
And knowing you, it won't be this way for long.
Keep it warm for me, Ray.
♪ ♪
[Janelle chuckles]
[Osito] You wasn't doing that at physical therapy.
Yeah, well, I needed that.
-You needed it? -[laughs]
[soulful music plays]
♪ ♪
I like this.
Hmm.
I like this a lot.
[cell phone vibrates]
No, baby.
I can't. I got to take this. I'm sorry.
[cell phone continues vibrating]
♪ ♪
Yeah.
Yeah, I know who this is.
And I know you put up for my bail.
Yeah, I could get down to New York.
Shit, I was born ready.
[dramatic music plays]
What was that about?
You really want to know?
If we're gonna do this,
I need to know what I'm getting myself into.
All right.
Well, how about we go for round two,
then I tell you everything?
♪ ♪
[both laugh]
[Jackie] Eddie Murphy.
[Ed] Oh, shit.
-So what'd you do this time? -Nothing.
I went to Dibby's, and I happened to have
an extra 99 cents in my pocket.
And I wanted to see you and the boat one last time.
You miss it?
Yeah. Of course I do.
Will you?
Probably. Yeah.
But fuck it.
I hear you got your bad guy.
Yeah. Thanks, thanks. It feels good, you know?
I'm not just Crazy Jackie.
Like, I can do good things, too.
Hey, I'm the only one gets to call you crazy.
Okay.
So, uh, they're doing this little retirement thing
for me tomorrow.
Um, can you make it?
Uh, I mean, I got to...
I got to check with my lady, see if we're free.
Hey, I'm fucking with you.
Yeah, I wouldn't miss it for anything. Come on.
[soft music plays]
♪ ♪
Yeah, I'm gonna miss you, too.
♪ ♪
[prison door buzzes, opens, distant indistinct chatter]
[Ray claps hands]
-My man. Looking good. -[door closes]
-I've been expecting you. -[door buzzes]
Yeah. I wouldn't miss it for the world.
I mean, you, me, here...
it's like the natural order has been restored.
-How's Renee? -That's actually why I came.
See, you and I both know you're not getting out this time.
So whatever little bullshit threat you made to Renee,
that's just you trying to make yourself feel big.
But she's a cop's girl now, which means she's off-limits.
And if you got threats, you come to me.
I got no beef with you.
You know, I can't blame
another man for falling for the same shit as I did.
She's a pretty girl.
But how well do you know her really?
Do you know she used to be a drug addict?
I mean, are cops even allowed to shack up
with pill-popping junkie whores?
Watch your fucking mouth.
Jorge underestimated her and look what happened to him.
Even I didn't see that coming.
Oh, it's true.
And with the piece I gave her to protect herself at the club.
Now they're charging me with my own cousin's murder
on top of those three kids I had nothing to do with.
But I guess that's on me for trusting a murderous puta.
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
See you at your trial, Frankie.
In the meantime, stay the fuck away from Renee.
Bitch played you for a chump...
again.
[chuckles]
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
Oh, shit.
Oh, it's you.
Yeah. What, you expecting someone else?
-Yes, actually. -[door closes]
What's up?
I got my job back. That's what's up.
-Are you serious? -Yeah.
I talked to Lieutenant Smith last night.
I'm coming back as Sergeant.
Sergeant? So what, you and Alan are both--
Oh, he's going over to Body Side.
It's a lateral move. It's no big deal.
I thought you two were friends.
He's fine. He would do the same to me.
Mm.
All right, well, look, anyway, um...
I'm putting together this New York task force.
[scoffs] Are you... are you asking me to be on it?
Jesus, why do you got to make things so fucking difficult,
Jackie?
Will you be on my New York task force?
Please?
Sure.
That why you came by?
And one other thing...
What specifically do you know about Jorge Cuevas' murder?
Why?
Don't worry about it.
All right.
[sighs]
Ballistics came back with a match on the .38
Frankie had on him when we picked him up at the club.
And Jorge was buried at the same place
as Daisy and the pilot.
-But... -But what?
Yeah. I don't know, man, it's weird.
Chuleta spilled about Daisy, but he swears up and down
that Frankie wouldn't have killed Jorge.
And they never found a crime scene.
[knock at door, door opens]
Hey.
[Leslie] Hey.
[Ray] Hi, Les.
Leslie, Ray just said that he's coming back as Sergeant,
so we're all gonna be working together soon.
That's great. Congratulations.
Okay, I'm out of here.
Hey, Ray.
No hard feelings, right?
Sure.
[door closes]
What the fuck?
I know. I know. I know. It's crazy.
After everything, after all that shit
he brought down on the department...
Must be nice to be a dude, just fail your way to the top.
-[chuckles] -Are you happy?
I can't help it. I like him.
That's because you're just a big old softie.
-Am I? -Very, very soft.
[soft music plays]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
[door beeps]
-Hey, buddy. -[man] Yeah.
I'm Sergeant Ray Abruzzo, State Police.
Let me ask you a question.
Have you seen this girl, came in right before Thanksgiving,
would have looked a little better than this?
-Yeah. I remember her. -You do?
Mm, not too many chicks come in here,
none that look like that, but, uh, she was looney tunes.
Tried to buy one bullet, like this is
some kind of fucking candy store or something.
You remember what type of bullet?
.38 caliber.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
[Leslie] You hear Osito got out the other day?
He must have given up something big, 'cause he made bail.
-Think it was you? -Fuck off.
[chuckles] I'm just thinking out loud here,
but what if, after everything's said and done,
you're the one left holding the bag?
We know you've been through a lot, Charmaine,
everything with your sister...
it's horrible.
And I get it.
I even respect you for not talking.
It's honorable.
Fuck honor.
You really want to do time for Frankie Cuevas?
You think he'd do the same for you?
[Jackie] We know you were bringing the package
to Frankie when we caught you on the bridge.
Look, all you got to do is get with your lawyer,
tell him you want to sign a statement
and work off your case, that's it.
All right, look, I'll make it easier for you.
You can give a statement about the New York connect
or Frankie Cuevas.
Your other option is getting tried as an adult
for trafficking, distribution, and manslaughter,
so your call.
I need a bathroom.
You can hold it.
No, it ain't like that.
I just got my period.
Bullshit.
Just give me a tampon, and I'll make a statement, all right?
We're not taking you anywhere but Framingham.
Come on, we're in the middle of nowhere.
She can go right here.
I got a tampon in my coat pocket.
Watch your head.
Wait, so I'm just supposed to do it on the side of the road?
[Leslie] Yes.
With my hands like this?
Stand still. I'll recuff you in the front.
Okay.
Oh!
[Leslie] Stop! Stop!
Oh!
-[Jackie] Stop, Charmaine! -Fuck, my ankle.
-You okay? -Fucking go! I'll call it in!
[Charmaine breathing heavily]
[tense music plays]
[Jackie] God damn it.
♪ ♪
Charmaine!
Stop!
Stop, Charmaine!
♪ ♪
[branch cracks]
Stop!
♪ ♪
[horn honking]
[truck horn blares]
♪ ♪
[horns blaring]
♪ ♪
Shit!
Fuck!
[country music playing on car stereo]
♪ ♪
[radio tuning, indistinct chatter]
♪ Have yourself A merry little Christmas ♪
How are you feeling about meeting my mom?
-Yeah, good. -Yeah?
You know what? She can come with us
to pick up the Christmas tree if you want.
No, no. She's, uh...
she's better in small doses.
It's cool you offered, though.
Frankie hated spending time with her.
♪ Make the yuletide gay ♪
♪ Next year all our... ♪
You okay?
You know what? I just want to start over.
I want to forget about Frankie.
I want to forget about the way we met.
♪ ♪
And from now on, we're just two normal people
who fell in love, okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, I like that idea.
♪ ♪
But in order to do that,
we can't have secrets from each other.
♪ ♪
I agree.
♪ ♪
So I'm only gonna ask you this once.
[dramatic music plays]
Is there anything you need to tell me right now?
What's this about, Ray?
♪ ♪
You can tell me anything.
You know that, right?
I love you so fucking much.
[gunshot]
I love you, too.
[gasps]
And there is...
something that I need to tell you.
[dark music plays]
♪ ♪
I'm pregnant.
♪ ♪
How long have you known?
Like... a few months. I don't know.
Jesus.
A few months.
When were you gonna tell me?
I... I don't know.
I... I guess I was waiting to find out
what was gonna happen with Frankie.
[scoffs]
Do you even know whose it is?
It's yours, asshole.
Why do you think I'm telling you?
Renee, look at me. You know why I had to ask, right?
Because you're a dick.
Yeah, okay, you know what? I deserve that.
You're right. I'm a dick.
But I'm...
But I'm happy.
You are?
Yeah.
[soft music plays]
♪ ♪
What do you think it is?
♪ ♪
A girl.
♪ ♪
-Oh, my God. -[chuckles]
♪ ♪
Oh, we're having a baby. Oh, my God.
We're having a baby.
Mm-hmm. [laughing]
♪ ♪
Is there anything else you need to tell me?
No.
Okay.
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
Eight hours they've been searching the woods,
and nothing.
How does that even happen?
Is she invisible? Does she have wings?
If you were trying to end your careers,
you couldn't have found a better way!
Well, that's what I get for putting two females
in the field together.
Listen closely.
There's going to be an investigation.
At 8:00 a.m. sharp, you'll meet with your union reps,
after which you will give your official statements.
I'm not psychic, but I have a vision of you
both riding desks for the foreseeable future.
And that's the best-case scenario.
Yeah, okay. I... I understand, sir.
And I'm sorry.
Permission to speak privately?
[Smith] We're all friends here, Trooper.
I would like to state for the record
that I voiced apprehension
about this mission from the start.
Sergeant Saintille arranged for this transfer
under the mistaken idea
that Grasa would speak without a lawyer present.
But it wasn't approved by any higher-ups,
and it was clearly not safe.
Is that all?
I would also like to state for the record
that Agent Quinones displayed poor judgment
by letting the prisoner out of the car.
-Excuse me? -Hey.
Go on.
She displayed a lack of protocol
by stopping to check on me.
And on top of that, she has impulse issues...
Fuck this shit.
...which is not surprising,
considering she was brought in by Ray Abruzzo.
And If I still have a job after tomorrow,
I will be requesting a new partner.
[Smith] Thank you for sharing, Trooper.
Meeting adjourned.
[dramatic music plays]
What the fuck was that?
♪ ♪
It's my career.
♪ ♪
Hey, Bill. Can you help me?
♪ ♪
[breathes deeply]
♪ ♪
Fuck!
♪ ♪
[sniffles]
[sobs]
Fuck.
[cell phone chimes]
♪ ♪
[scoffs]
[laughs]
God damn it.
♪ ♪
-Hey. -Hey.
-Uncle Ray.
Hey, buddy.
[Renee] Hey.
"Uncle Ray"?
Mom, this is Ray. Ray, this is my mom, Callie.
-Hey, how you doing? -Hey.
You guys talk.
I'm gonna go pack up Frankie's stuff.
Uncle Ray, huh?
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
[zipper closes]
♪ ♪
[phone rings]
Homicide, this is Saintille.
Yeah, this is Officer Mathews, Boston PD.
[Alan] Yeah. What you got?
Yeah. So, uh, we got a, uh...
we got a bar fight over here, something about a female.
You know, the one guy, Lawrence Almond,
has a Leatherman and just starts going at the other guy,
just, unh, unh, unh!
You think the, uh, victim's not gonna make it?
Oh, no. He's fine, fine. Superficial wounds.
Then what the fuck you call Homicide for, then?
So Almond is from the Cape, was just up here for the night.
And as soon as he realized he was going away for this,
guy lost it, and, uh, he, uh, started telling some tales.
Yeah?
[Mathews] Says he heard a rumor
about some Jamaican cleaning ladies
that he used to work with, that they...
that they buried a body...
some big drug dealer.
Jorge Cuevas?
Uh, yeah, that's the name.
Anyway, just, uh, thought you should know.
Uh, yeah. Thanks for the call.
Um, I'll head up there tomorrow and talk to him.
Hey, what's the name of the place he works?
Uh...
Bayside Cleaners.
Yeah. Thanks a lot, man.
Sure.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
[rock music plays]
♪ ♪
[Ed] Oh, really? Did you have them...
did you have them fucking measure it for you?
[Ron] They tell you at the end.
Well, la-di-da.
[Ed] Hey!
[Ron] Look who decided to join us.
If it isn't Grace Kelly, waltzing in an hour late.
[Ed] Oh, better late than never.
I'm sorry. Congratulations, Ed.
Oh, thanks.
-You okay? -Yeah. Fine. Good.
-You sure? -Yeah.
You don't want to talk about it?
It's your party.
Tomorrow you'll have all the time in the world
to listen to my problems.
All right, well, in that case, then, may I have this dance?
[both laugh]
-Sure. -All right, come on. Come here.
♪ If I ever leave this world alive ♪
♪ I'll thank ya for the things you did in my life ♪
Okay. There you go. Okay, I think that's good.
-Oh, sorry. -Don't step on my toes.
I know. Well, you got two of them, it's all right.
♪ I'll come back down and sit ♪
♪ Beside your feet tonight ♪
[chuckles]
♪ Wherever I am ♪
♪ You'll always be ♪
♪ More than just a memory ♪
♪ If I ever... ♪
I don't want you to retire.
♪ ...leave this world alive ♪
I want everything to be the way that it was.
I want to be back on the boat with you.
Oh, come on.
You know you can't go home again.
♪ ♪
♪ So, when in doubt, Just call my name ♪
Excuse me, Edward,
but this woman has owed me a drink for a very long time.
Well, you take her. She's a shit dancer anyway.
And I uh, promised Linda I'd check in.
♪ ♪
[laughs]
-Okay. One drink, all right? -Victory!
Then I got to go, okay? I got an early morning.
♪ ♪
[Ron] Yo, Patrick, let's get some shots.
I'm getting hammered.
♪ ♪
Why you so mopey?
Ah, nothing. Just some shit at work.
That's what you get for thinking you're fucking fancy.
Can I get a shot of Jamo and whatever she wants?
And, uh, she's buying, by the way.
[bartender] So...
what do you want?
[Moötley Cruüe's "Home Sweet Home" plays]
♪ ♪
♪ You know I'm a dreamer ♪
[baby fusses]
♪ But my heart's of gold ♪
♪ I had to run away high ♪
♪ So I wouldn't Come home low ♪
♪ Just when things Went right ♪
♪ It doesn't mean They were always wrong ♪
♪ Just take this song And you'll never feel... ♪
[Ray] All right, buddy.
♪ Take me to your heart ♪
♪ Feel me in your bones ♪
♪ Just one more night ♪
♪ And I'm coming off ♪
♪ This long and winding road ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
♪ Home sweet home ♪
[Frankie grunting]
♪ Tonight, tonight ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
♪ I'm on my way... ♪
Osito said, "What's up?"
[groans]
Ah, let me go!
Augh! Get the fuck off me.
♪ You know that I've seen ♪
♪ Too many romantic dreams ♪
♪ Up in lights ♪
♪ Falling off The silver screen ♪
♪ My heart's Like an open book ♪
So you ready to meet my uncle, the king of New York?
♪ Sometimes nothing ♪
What you think?
♪ Keeps me together ♪
♪ At the seams ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
♪ Home sweet home ♪
-Where you going? -Anywhere but here.
Okay. Come on.
♪ Just set me free ♪
♪ Home sweet home ♪
-Buckle up. -Yes, ma'am.
♪ ♪
[tires screeching]
♪ ♪
[bottles and cans clatter]
[line trilling]
[cell phone ringing]
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
Jackie?
What's up? What time is it?
I'm freaking out, man.
I fucked up.
Okay, okay. What's going on? Where are you?
I'm just sitting outside the house, dude.
I'm just sitting outside the house.
Do you need me to come over there right now?
No.
And I fucked everything up! Fuck!
Just tell me what to do.
[Ray] You want to know what to do?
Nothing. You go home.
You go inside...
and call me in the morning.
Go inside?
[Ray] Yeah, yeah. It's easy, okay?
It's gonna be all right.
Everything always works out.
Okay, yeah.
Everything's gonna be all right.
♪ ♪
Go inside?
Yeah.
Go inside.
♪ ♪
Go inside.
♪ ♪
Oh.
How can I help you, Officer?
I'm here for some gear.
No. I ain't gonna sell nothing to a cop.
Well, I might not be a cop anymore.
Oh, yeah? You gonna party with me this time,
or you gonna just be a little bitch?
Just let me in.
♪ ♪
Let me see you're not wearing a wire.
Show me yours, and, uh, I'll show you mine.
[chuckles] Well, come on in, Officer.
["Home Sweet Home" resumes]
♪ ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
♪ Home sweet home ♪
♪ Tonight, tonight ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
♪ Home sweet home ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
♪ Just set me free ♪
♪ Home sweet home ♪
♪ ♪