-* I want to be praising him * -* I'm gonna be praising him *
-* Praising him. * -(song ends)
DANNY: There wasn't a dry eye in the house
during your sermon today, Reverend.
Oh, thank you.
The message always resonates
when the words come from the heart.
I care deeply about suicide prevention.
You know, it wasn't that long ago when taking your own life
-was seen as a grave sin by the Church. -Mm.
Finally come to the notion that a true believer
can't lose their salvation.
Ephesians 1:13-14.
Once saved, always saved.
Oh, you know your Scripture.
Well, years of Catholic school and catechism class
baked into this brain.
I know you haven't chose a parish yet,
but my door is open until you do.
DANNY (chuckles): I could probably use a few hours of confession.
You know, we Baptists, we confess directly to God.
-Ah, yes. Right. -There's no middleman,
but I'm always here if you want to get something off your chest.
I appreciate that.
You pile any more food on that plate,
this charity breakfast might be a net loss for the congregation.
You gonna eat all that?
Well, I'm gonna try.
I don't know why it's a thing to invite Rodgers for Shabbat.
We all know him.
He was your partner before he was your boyfriend.
Yes, but a relationship is not there yet, Mom.
I want to take it slow.
I just think you don't want to trust anybody again.
LENA: But I don't see you giving relationship advice
to Sarah or Jonah.
Just instilling my wisdom.
Well, maybe she's leaving her options open
with so many eligible bachelors around.
Right, Danny?
(Lena chuckles)
-Me and Danny? -(phone dings)
I would smother him with a pillow on our honeymoon.
-(laughs) -Well, at least that means
you would've said yes to the proposal.
(laughs)
Body in Hyde Park.
-We got to roll. -Excuse me.
Sorry about that.
Love you both.
(toilet flushing)
SARAH: Okay, I think she's done throwing up.
It's mostly dry heaves now.
She dressed and ready to go?
She is in no shape to go to school, Seth.
Well, she should have thought about that last night
while she was pounding wine coolers at Amber's house.
Hugging the toilet will be more of a lesson
than anything she's gonna learn at high school today.
No. She's going.
And there will be more consequences,
not the least of which is a week without screens.
You got that, Phoebe?
Dad, come on. You're not serious.
That's exactly what I said when I heard you sneak into the house
at 2:00 a.m. Let's go.
-Dad, I don't feel good. -Go!
(door opens, closes)
Don't even get me started on your rinky-dink tunnels, okay?
We got the Lincoln, Midtown, Holland, we got Battery.
-Tunnels? -Yeah.
Dude, that's a weird flex.
You don't think architecture's cool?
Do you hear these questions before you ask them,
-or do you just... -(horn blaring)
(tires squealing)
(horns blaring)
Did that just happen?
Central, show Jake-101 responding to a crash.
Sir!
Sir, are you injured?
(slurring): The friggin' guy came out of nowhere. He cut me off.
Sir, we saw the whole thing. Nobody cut you off.
Ah, go back to your car.
Go... go get some doughnuts,
catch some real criminals or something.
Sir, we need you to step out of the vehicle.
I don't got to do jack.
Sir, if you're not gonna get out of the vehicle,
we're gonna have to pull you out.
Okay, come on.
-Hey, don't touch my car! -Come on.
-Back down! -Hey, sir!
Hands behind your back!
-Come on! -Hey, get your hands off me!
-Get down! -No!
(man grunting)
-You can't do this! -Behind your back!
-Hands behind your back! -What are you doing?!
I'm-a have you hanging off the back of a garbage truck...
-SEAN: Sir, you're resisting! -...by next week!
-(handcuffs clicking) -Sean.
MAN: Don't you put those cuffs on me. Don't you put those cuffs on me!
What are you looking at?!
(siren whoops)
DANNY: But I thought things were going good with you and Rodgers.
They are, just not up to my mom's standards, I guess.
-I didn't really ask her opinion. -Please. Sorry, sir, sorry.
Excuse us.
Look, I'm not taking your mom's side,
but I'm just saying, when it's your kid,
-it's hard to bite your tongue. -(chuckles)
See? That's why I would smother you with a pillow, right there.
You know, you didn't have to laugh that hard
at your grandpa's joke.
It's not like I'm Quasimodo or something.
You even know who that is?
Yeah, he played football for Notre Dame.
He's one of the Four Horsemen,
the one with the hunchback, right?
Oh. Guess not.
(low chatter)
It's okay, baby.
* *
(crying): We were visiting my friend Miriam. It's her birthday.
We rang the bell to get buzzed in,
and a man came in behind us.
He wore a mask and a hoodie.
I-I don't remember his face.
It's okay. Take your time.
Tell me what happened next.
He pointed the gun at Matt's head, asking for money, and...
Matt got scared, so he dropped the flowers,
and he went to take his wallet out.
Matt was fumbling, and...
(whimpers)
He shot him in the head!
He just shot him!
Y-You said you rang the bell. Did your friend buzz you in?
No, she never came.
I just grabbed Curtis, and I-I held him tight,
and I-I closed my eyes to pray,
and when I opened them, he was gone.
I'm gonna have the paramedics take a look at you
and make sure everything's okay, all right?
-We'll talk later on, all right? -(sniffles)
-I want to see my son. -Go ahead. Go ahead.
-MAN: What's going on here? -(sighs)
That's my son!
(crying): Let me see my son!
-DANNY: Hey! Hey, take it easy. -Let me go!
-Let me... -Hey, take it easy.
-Take it, take it easy. -(crying)
I need to see my boy!
It's best you don't see him like this, okay?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Come on.
My... my son!
These officers are gonna take care of you.
My son! I-I just want to say goodbye.
You okay?
-(sighs) I don't know. -MAN: Please. Please let me see him.
I can't leave him like this.
(sirens wailing in distance)
*
-You with me, Reagan? -Yeah, yeah. What do we got?
$200 pair of glasses on the console.
Those wouldn't have lasted ten minutes in this place
-with that broken window. -Agreed.
So, the car break-in just happened.
Likely interrupted by the murder.
Maybe we have a good witness.
Or a scumbag who went from jacking a car to taking a life.
We got to find this guy.
* *
-(sirens wailing) -Yo, yo, talk to these guys.
Oh, you really stepped in it this time.
Sir, we had no choice, okay?
We had the cuffs on before we knew he was Boston Fire.
Come around. Reagan, come around.
In delicate situations like this, we use extreme discretion.
Now, that did not happen here,
so now we do damage control.
The way I see it,
an exhausted fireman returning home from a long shift
fell asleep at the wheel, has an accident, no injuries.
No injuries? He punched my partner in the face.
And he wasn't exhausted.
-Are you... -He was wasted.
Are you lecturing me?
-SEAN: Sir. -No, sir.
We're not trying to be disrespectful, okay?
Oh, hey, did you hear that, everybody?
Probationary Officer Reagan wasn't being disrespectful.
OFFICER: Room! Attention!
At ease.
I understand we have a member of
the fire department under arrest.
Uh, yes, ma'am. We're... we're sorting that out.
I've been briefed. Seems cut-and-dry.
Aggravated OUI, assault and resisting arrest.
What's to sort?
Nothing, ma'am.
Nothing to sort out.
SARAH: Excellent.
You two, walk with me. I need a word.
Well, that was embarrassing.
Not as embarrassing as having "Iron Jim" Kavanaugh
pound you like a chicken cutlet from Contessa's
in front of the entire station.
I don't need my big sister to come
get my ball back on the playground.
-I had it. -Didn't look like you had it.
And I would've done the same thing for any cop in that spot.
Boss, this guy was wasted. He wanted to fight. He hit me.
If we didn't stop him, he would've killed somebody.
-No, you did the right thing. -Doesn't feel like it.
Listen, two rookie cops locking up a beloved fire captain
is gonna raise some hackles.
Stick to your guns. Tell the truth.
-I got your backs. -(phone vibrating)
Thank you.
(door opens, closes)
-Hey. -Hey, Sean.
I heard you guys got into it with a smoke eater. You okay?
Bad news travels fast. Yeah.
Sarah's here, though. She's got us.
Okay.
Just-- I'm here if you need me, all right?
Thanks for the call, but, Dad, I really got to go.
Okay. I'll catch you later. Hey.
I love you, son.
I love you, too.
That was sweet.
I've been a lot of things in my life.
Father to a cop is not one of them.
It's gonna take some getting used to.
And this kid, I got to admit,
seeing his father all busted up like that, it kind of got to me.
Well, it makes sense.
It wasn't that long ago you almost lost Sean.
Yeah.
It's like we, uh...
we carry around all these horrible things that we see...
...and we tell ourselves it's not heavy
'cause it's the job.
But once in a while, it's... it's too heavy.
I know.
And thank you, Dr. Phil.
Ah, well, anytime, Quasimodo.
As much as I love you being squishy, especially about Sean,
I got to show you something.
Print hit on the car came back to this chucklehead, Gary Ross.
Listen to this.
Last night, he's collared for another stolen car in Mattapan.
Patrol had to cut him loose because they couldn't get ahold
-of the owners to sign the complaint... -Mm-hmm.
...but the car is the same make, model,
color and year as the one parked in front of the crime scene.
Organized auto theft ring.
They jack specific late-model vehicles.
So, hours after he's released, he puts a rock
through that window so he can check that car off of his list.
Do we like this guy Ross for the shooter?
Nah. Nah, we don't.
His rap sheet is all car stuff. There's nothing violent.
But if he didn't pull the trigger himself,
there's a damn good chance he saw who did.
He's on probation.
I got his last known address and his employment info.
Let's go find out.
*
So, she says, "G, why didn't you call me
"or slide into my DMs or nothing?
I thought we was vibing at the club."
So, I say, "Oh, maybe you was vibing,
"but I didn't ask for your digits, shorty.
You gave them to me."
Bitch threw a mojito in my face. (laughs)
Sounds like a waste of a good drink, if you ask me.
LENA: I hope you got a better story than that
about that car you tried to jack in Hyde Park this morning.
Watch out!
-I'm on him! -Son of a...!
-(grunting) -Get off me!
-Get out of the way. -Make me.
-Get out of the way! -(shouts)
Get off of me.
I didn't do nothing!
DANNY: Yeah, you did. I'm soaked.
You ruined my favorite suit.
-Up. -I'm coming.
They teach you that takedown in the academy?
Nah. I learned that from trying to get the remote from Sarah
when we were kids.
I've run into burning buildings with Captain Harris.
(stammers) The man's a hero.
Salt of the earth.
Doesn't excuse what he's done,
but I'm asking for a little grace.
LANIGAN: I hear you, Terry.
-Sarah, you look like you have something on your mind. -SARAH: Yes, Chief.
He assaulted one of our officers.
He blew a .15-- that is twice the legal limit.
He could've killed someone.
Now, I admire his service, but he does not deserve grace here.
Look, the man's going through a horrible divorce.
His brother's battling cancer. I mean, h-he could use a break.
How about a compromise?
I can ask the officers to drop
the assault and resisting charges,
and if they're willing, we issue Harris
with a reckless driving citation and call it a day.
Or a cover-up. I am not okay with that.
(sighs)
Terry, why don't you step out for a minute
so Sarah and I can chat.
All due respect, sir,
a chief asking two rookies to drop charges is wrong.
Would you feel the same way if it wasn't your brother?
You're really gonna go there?
You're right. I apologize.
And I hear you.
But showing grace in this situation is no different
than an uncle at the bank giving a family member
a better mortgage rate.
It's my call.
I'm gonna leave it up to Sean and Jonah.
(sighs)
Seriously? Now we're snitches for arresting a fireman?
I'm gonna get something to clean it off, okay?
No, no, no. Don't touch it.
I'm gonna find the punk-ass cop that did this
-and make them clean it off. -How you gonna do that, huh?
You gonna open an investigation, track them down?
I was bullied as a kid, man. I know how this works.
They want a reaction. You can't give them one.
Yeah, well, we can't just do nothing either.
People like that, they're damaged souls, man.
Don't let them damage yours. Just drop it.
-(Jonah groans) -What?
Sarah wants us in the captain's office in ten minutes.
So, when you're not detailing cars, you're stealing cars?
Pays the bills. I ain't proud of it.
Tell us about the car in Hyde Park.
Better not be trying to put a case on me
for that man who got lit up in front of his family.
What do you know about that?
Snitches get stitches, yo.
And car thieves get prison.
A'ight.
There was some dude in a hoodie chilling in the courtyard.
I was waiting for him to bounce
so I could do my thing with that car.
Bougie family pulled up in a dope Audi Q8 Quattro,
all-wheel drive, luxury trim package,
I'm talking, like, a sweet...
Skip the car porn and stick to the facts.
Family went toward the building.
Dude in the courtyard followed them.
I didn't think nothing of it.
When they was gone, I got busy with that car.
I popped the window and boom.
I heard a shot, a lady scream, and I bounced.
That's it.
You know the guy in the hoodie?
Nah. Never seen him before.
You do realize that man that was murdered
was killed right in front of his wife and kid?
Hey! You knock that smile off your face
before I knock it off for you.
All right, man. Chill.
Stop lying to us and tell us what the hell happened!
Maybe I seen the fool around last few weeks.
Never caught his name, though. That's real.
(Lena chuckles)
All right, maybe if we show you some photos,
you could pick this fool out.
-You think you can do that? -Help with my cases, I can.
(door closes)
Gentlemen.
-Great job today. -JONAH: Thank you, Chief Lanigan.
Thank you, sir.
Some circumstances have come to light
that I'd like to share with you.
Fire Captain Harris is dealing with
some very serious personal issues at home.
So, I'm asking you to consider dropping
the OUI and assault charges
and issue a citation for reckless driving.
I know he got rough with you,
so I'll respect your decision either way.
No pressure. It's entirely up to you.
We'll do it, sir.
It's no problem.
Laura, this is not the right plea agreement
that I discussed with Michael.
Set up a meeting for after lunch.
-Will do. Your office or his? -(door opens)
-Have him come to me. -(Danny clears throat)
LENA: Why in the world would you deny our warrant?
MAE: We're not gonna draw up a murder case
without enough evidence for a conviction.
Thomas Baldwin was picked out of a photo array
by an eyewitness who saw him follow the victims
toward the building seconds before the murder.
He also heard the shot, and he heard the wife scream.
A witness with a long criminal history
in the act of stealing a car.
Baldwin is a violent predicate felon.
He was just released on parole for armed robbery.
And you know that makes it likely that he will not confess,
considering that criminal history.
You cannot leave this killer out on the street.
Then bring me enough evidence so I don't have to.
-(door closes) -Hey, babe.
-SETH: Hey. -How was your day?
Are you kidding me?
-(sets down keys) -No.
-No. No. No. -Dad! What are you doing?
-What are you doing? -I said no screens for a week.
That's my fault, Seth.
Sorry. She said she needed it for homework.
-I said it was okay. -It's not.
Oh, my God, Dad. You're being a jerk.
I know, yeah. I'm such a horrible father.
-Yeah, you are. She... -Yeah. Get upstairs.
-I... -She said it was fine.
I did. I made a command decision.
It sounded reasonable. Homework.
Okay, so she could've stayed after school.
There's plenty of computers in the library.
Yeah, where I can't see her or know if she's actually there?
-Right. And so that is exactly the problem. -(door closes upstairs)
We can't trust a word that comes out of her mouth.
That is why I need you to have my back here, Sarah.
Seth, I'm still trying
to figure out my boundaries when it comes to Phoebe.
I don't want to always be the bad cop.
No, no, no. But there is no bad cop here if this is gonna work.
Okay? We need to be on the same page.
Right now, like, we're in different books.
Wow.
Okay. Um...
I'm sorry, it just feels like
you're taking this a little personally.
Am I way off base or...? What is going on?
It's not the first time. Okay?
With the drinking and the lying.
I get it, Seth.
It's bad.
But I remember 15.
It's confusing and scary.
She's gonna experiment.
She's gonna lie. We all did.
Being angry is only gonna push her away.
And that's why I'd hoped that you'd have my back.
* *
(sighs)
Vic's father, Matt Sr., is on his way up, poor guy.
Anything?
Evelyn was adamant that she rang Miriam's doorbell
before Matt was shot.
Why didn't Miriam hear it?
She was terrified. Maybe she hit the wrong button.
-Or Evelyn's lying? -Okay, but she had
classic trauma victim body language.
-Or killer's remorse. -Yeah, well, what is your theory?
I don't have one yet.
Well, don't smother me with a pillow.
I'm just asking.
Trying to work this out here. What's going on?
It's frustrating because we could have
two rabbis and a priest as witnesses
and my mom would still want an imam and two Hindu pujaris.
Okay. It's kind of what D.A.s do.
I mean, back home, my sister would do
that stuff to me all the time.
Yeah, but my mom has a thing with me.
Maybe your mom's not picking on you.
Maybe she's actually worried about you.
LENA: Oh, he's here.
Mr. Miller.
Thank you for coming.
I'm so sorry.
We understand you've been passing out flyers
around the neighborhood, looking for witnesses.
-Have you had any luck? -Nothing.
It's hard to believe nobody saw anything.
This case is long from over. We're working as hard as we can.
We spoke to almost everyone in the building.
They all loved your son.
He loved everyone.
Everyone loved him.
I've lived in that neighborhood for over 40 years,
so I wanted Matt to do better than me.
And he did.
He got a job at a big firm right out of college,
married Evelyn and bought a big house over in Manchester.
Mr. Miller, this man is
a person of interest in the murder.
We know he's from the neighborhood.
You know him?
Of course I know him. That's-that's Tommy Baldwin.
He dated Evelyn before she met Matt.
(door opens)
-Good time? Bad time? -Any time for you.
-Uh-oh. Am I in trouble? -No, but Jonah might be.
He and Sean arrested a fire captain yesterday.
-It's a bit of a mess. -I'm aware. Charlie flagged it.
I thought the charges were dropped.
Only after the chief asked Jonah and Sean to drop them.
-Well, that smells like a cover-up. -It is.
I want your office to reinstate the aggravated OUI.
I'll sign the complaint if I have to.
You sure you want to kick that hornet's nest?
Chief Lanigan is not a man you want to mess with.
You always taught us to fight for the right thing
even if it's the hard thing.
I think Jonah and Sean need to see that.
All right, send over the paperwork.
-I'll assign an A.D.A. -Thank you.
Speaking of A.D.A.s, the leak in your office, Beakman,
arrest hit the news.
Any of those cases been reviewed yet?
They're working through the system.
We need to tell Jonah and Lena.
Not yet.
All of the cases could get overturned.
Dad's killer could go free.
I'm not gonna tell them until it's absolutely necessary.
*
I'm all for crossing lines, but are we crossing a line?
-How? -Questioning the victim's wife
with all these mourners here after the funeral.
I think if she had her son in that doorway
to watch his dad be murdered, there is no line.
Fair enough.
(doorbell chimes)
My father-in-law won't speak to me
after you showed him that photo of Thomas.
Matt Sr. thinks I have something to do with my husband's murder.
That's because we have a witness who identified your ex
following you to the building right before Matt was murdered.
That wasn't him. I would have recognized him.
When was the last time you spoke with him?
He called me a few days after he got out of prison,
asking for help.
Well, the phone records tell a different story.
Looks like he wanted more than help.
These are dozens of calls between you two,
mostly late at night, going on for hours,
and then suddenly, yesterday, it stops.
It's not what you think.
Then what is it?
My husband knew about the phone calls.
We were trying to get Thomas to join our church group.
But he was ashamed of his past and didn't feel worthy.
Look, I'm sorry.
I have nothing more to say, and I have my guests to get back to.
-Okay. -You can see yourselves out.
(Danny sighs)
If she rang that buzzer, her prints will be all over it.
Notice how she never mentioned her husband by name.
It was always "my husband."
And she never said that she loved Matt.
She was uncomfortable with silence.
Yeah, and when all else failed, she played the religion card.
BOTH: She's lying.
(elevator bell dings)
Sir.
I respect the move.
I certainly would've done the same thing
-as a young superintendent. -Look, I made...
No need to explain.
I put you in that position
because of your integrity and your smarts,
but you still have a lot to learn.
This is politics, Sarah, not police work.
Morgan is not just Boston's fire chief.
He's well-connected to city hall.
He'll be coming for you.
-So buckle up. -(elevator bell dings)
(doors slide open)
* *
(siren wailing)
-LENA: Reagan. -Found something.
I got nothing, but it's actually something.
Okay.
Evelyn's prints were nowhere on that buzzer.
She did not ring it.
That pokes a massive hole in her story.
And I just went back through her phone records.
She made a call from her home phone
to a burner phone 43 minutes before the murder.
The burner phone pinged in Hyde Park.
That must have been the call she made to Baldwin
to say her and Matt were on the way.
-Yep. -We get Evelyn to confess
and turn Baldwin in, that's all the evidence we'll need.
I wonder what D.A. Silver will say now.
Let's find out.
-EDWIN: Mmm. Mmm. -(quiet chatter)
This brisket is cooked perfectly,
but somebody slipped with the salt.
Thank you for your critique, Chef Peters.
You know, there's another apron in the pantry
-if ever you want to help. -(laughter)
I think it's the best brisket I've ever had in my life.
You set a very high bar, Reverend.
Apparently, setting high bars is genetic.
Mom, did you get the new reports that we sent over?
Are we finally good to go on Baldwin?
The calls between Evelyn and Baldwin are interesting,
as is their past relationship, but it's still circumstantial.
SEAN: I don't know. Based off what my Dad said,
sounds like the wife was in on it.
Yeah, we believe she was.
Why not just get a divorce?
Number two and three on the list of seven deadly sins.
Greed and lust-- no better motives for murder.
It could be all seven sins. You still have to prove it.
We believe that she watched her husband get murdered
in front of her son, and she'll fold
like a cheap tent in the box and bring Baldwin down with her
-if we could get a warrant. -What if she doesn't fold?
Any decent defense attorney would rip your case to shreds.
I think it's time to bring back the good, the bad and the ugly.
-Sarah, why don't you start us off. -SARAH: Yeah. Oh, great.
Thanks, Grandpa.
Uh, the good should've been me convincing Mom to reinstate
the aggravated OUI on the fire captain Jonah and Sean arrested.
-You guys arrested a fireman? -He was drunk and out of control.
JONAH: And he got behind the wheel.
MAE: That's how my mother died when I was a little girl.
JONAH: The day turned bad very quickly
when Ronnie Wilson graffitied all over our desks.
-(mouths) -Dude, I know it was him.
He's had it out for us since our first shift.
Man, don't let him live in your head rent-free.
Yeah, you two are gonna have to serve with this guy,
so you're gonna have to figure out a way to patch it up.
And I'm sorry to say that's not the worst of it.
The fire captain retaliated by filing
an excessive force complaint against Jonah and Sean.
What? When did that happen?
I got the call from Chief Lanigan
right before I left the office.
I'm sorry.
I really was trying to protect you guys.
Uh, we can fight it, and we will.
A force complaint-- that's gonna extend our probation.
Jonah, body cam footage doesn't lie, okay?
We did nothing wrong.
Yeah, Sean is right. Jonah, it'll be okay.
Although, I guess Superintendent Silver
has more pull than Detective Silver
in getting the Boston D.A. to charge a case.
Uh, would you pass the brisket, Seth?
Yeah. Yeah.
You want some salt with that, too?
No, it's salty enough already around here.
Very salty.
(clears throat)
The good, the bad and the ugly?
(chuckles) Really, Dad?
I saw that look in Lena's eyes, and I... I had to do something.
I see a lot of you in Lena.
It's probably why we clash.
I often wonder if Mom and I would have clashed like that.
(scoffs softly)
Your mother never clashed with anyone.
She adored you and your sister.
She would've spoiled you rotten.
And I would've let her.
But if I'm being honest,
you do push Lena harder than the others.
You might want to ask yourself why.
I don't do it on purpose.
Lena's very good at what she does.
She wouldn't promise something if she couldn't deliver.
-Well, I have a job to do, Dad. -You have two jobs.
You're a parent first and a D.A. second.
Well, as a parent, I can't risk the father of that young man
suffering the indignity of watching his son's killer
walk free 'cause I didn't keep my emotions in check.
Hmm.
You often imagine conversations with your mother.
So, if a younger Mae Silver were in Lena's shoes,
asking her mother to trust her,
what would you hope her response to be?
* *
(siren wailing in distance)
JONAH: Ronnie Wilson.
Cop by day, graffiti artist by night.
You got a problem, Silver?
"Blue Falcon."
That's military slang for "snitch."
You served, right?
And you got a cousin in the fire department?
What are you gonna do about it?
Well, I wanted to beat your ass.
But somebody reminded me that as long as you wear that badge,
no matter how big of a chump you are, we're still brothers.
So, next time you call for help on the radio,
I'm-a be the first one there.
I'm gonna have your back,
'cause that's the kind of man that I am.
I'm-a leave that trash on my desk
to remind you every day of what kind of man you are.
* *
SARAH: Santarpio's?
-SETH: Yeah. -That's an apology pizza.
It's more of a confessional pizza.
Should I read you your rights?
Maybe.
Please.
I've been keeping something from you,
and, um, it's been killing me.
So, you know how you have never seen me have more than...
than one drink? Ever?
Um...
(inhales deeply)
I had a problem when I was younger.
Now I understand why you took such a hard line with Phoebe.
Yeah.
I started drinking when I was her age,
and I'm terrified that she's gonna go down that same path.
Can I offer some dad advice
from a daughter and apprentice stepmom?
(chuckles) Please.
Tell her what you just told me.
Trade your anger for honesty.
Tell her how scared you are and why.
It will bring you closer.
I promise.
-You're an amazing person. -Mm.
You're gonna be a great mom.
(Seth clears throat)
I haven't been a very good sister.
No, don't say that.
You're just trying to protect Jonah and Sean.
Oh, I... (sighs) I'm thinking of negotiating a peace deal
with Harris to make the OUI charge go away
in exchange for dropping the force complaint.
No, no, no. Please don't do that.
Yeah, you're... you are just gonna enable him.
The man is an alcoholic.
The best way to help him is with consequences.
Now, he's not gonna like that, but if he recovers,
one day, he will thank you for it.
Trust me.
-DANNY: Hey. -What are you so happy about?
-Didn't you check your email? -Not in a while.
Look.
Grand jury duty's tomorrow.
People of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts
versus Thomas Baldwin and Evelyn Miller.
Wow. My mom authorized the arrests.
-Yep. -Well, the pressure is on now.
We got to get a confession from Evelyn or this case falls apart.
-We need a plan. -Mm.
(picks up keys)
-What did I say? -Just gave me an idea.
But your mom may not like it.
DANNY: You say you don't remember
who you called that morning. You say you rang
-Miriam's bell, but she didn't hear it. -(hyperventilating)
Then you say everything's just a blur.
I mean, seriously, do you hear yourself, Evelyn?
This is a nightmare.
I-I would never do anything to hurt my husband!
You called Baldwin and told him you were coming back!
You watched him put a bullet in Matt's head!
You can keep lying to me all you want,
but it's time to stop lying to yourself, Evelyn.
I'm done trying to help you.
-(door opens) -(crying)
(door closes)
(door opens, closes)
That's about as thick as I can lay it on.
You're up next, Rev.
Just get her to flip on Tommy Baldwin, and we can arrest him.
That has to be off. No recording.
(Lena sighs)
Grandpa, she might incriminate herself.
I'm going in there as a reverend
to persuade her to confess to you.
I won't exploit her trust in me by taping it.
Those are my conditions.
Yes, sir.
All set.
(door opens)
(Danny sighs)
I was told someone asked for a chaplain.
Do I have the wrong room?
Oh, it-it wasn't me, Father.
I've heard of clergy in hospitals
but never police stations.
People here are often most in need of prayer.
-What's your name? -Evelyn.
Evelyn. I'm Reverend Peters.
Would you like me to pray with you?
I would like that very much.
(door opens)
(door closes)
Whose idea was this?
And why aren't we listening or taping?
The reverend insisted that we don't.
Defense counsel will tear apart any statement she says.
He's not in there for that.
He's gonna convince her to give it up to us.
That one we'll tape.
-Amen. -Amen.
Evelyn, whatever sin you're accused of,
no matter how grave, God will forgive you,
but you must repent first.
There's a proverb I... I'd like to share with you:
"A soul weighed down by guilt loses its wings."
I didn't do what they said I did, Reverend.
You have to believe me.
It really doesn't matter what I believe, Evelyn.
The truth is between you and God.
What if even God can't forgive what I've done?
None of us are without sin, Evelyn.
Even me.
My... beautiful wife,
my... dearest friend...
...took her own life.
To this day, one of my daughters believe
that her mother was killed in a car accident.
(sighs) I allow her to.
I live with the shame of this lie
every day,
wondering when and...
...if she will learn the truth.
Don't lose your wings, Evelyn.
They will carry you away from even...
your darkest sin.
* *
Psalm... 32:5.
(sighs)
"Then I acknowledged my sin to you
"and did not conceal my iniquity.
"I said, 'I will confess my transgressions to the Lord,'
and you forgave the guilt of my sin."
Repent, Evelyn.
(sobs)
(elevator bell dings)
So, we're heading for the academy, and then we're...
Jimmy, go ahead. I'll catch up with you later.
Superintendent Silver. On your way up to grovel?
I don't grovel, Chief.
I just had coffee with Fiona Harris.
She told me that her husband's drinking and violence
aren't a one-off, that he's the firehouse drunk.
But you already knew that.
Sounds like a vindictive wife going through a bad divorce.
Is she lying about your cover-up of Harris assaulting
another fireman with a chair a few months ago?
You lower your voice.
And you want to keep those gold stars on your shoulders,
you better choose your next words very carefully.
I always do.
Maybe, instead of trying to ruin the careers
of two good cops, you should get your friend the help he needs.
And let me be clear.
I will do whatever it takes to protect my officers,
so if that force complaint doesn't disappear
and Captain Harris isn't in rehab by next week,
things won't end well for your friend or for you.
If it does, I'll rescind the aggravated OUI charges.
You have a great day, Superintendent.
You have a great day, too, Chief.
* *
MAE: What did you say to persuade her to talk?
I convinced her that the burden of living a lie
would eventually destroy her soul.
LENA: You never really loved Matt, did you?
Whose idea was it to murder him?
Thomas. (sniffles)
He planned it all.
Thomas had this spell over me, even when we were younger.
It was sexual. It was psychological.
It-it consumed me.
I would have done anything he said.
And all I could think about was a new life with
him, me, Curtis.
It was this beautiful fantasy.
Until you saw that bullet rip through Matt's skull.
Seeing Matt look over at me,
with the gun to his head
and the hurt and the betrayal in his eyes,
and then him on the ground bleeding...
...I see that face every time I close my eyes.
(crying): I can't get it out of my head.
Hopefully, you never will.
Only Sarah could make the chief of the fire department
drop their rifle and run.
Well, your sister's a badass.
-JONAH: Mm. -SEAN: Look at you.
Whatever you said to Wilson worked.
I just took your advice.
Turn the other cheek, partner.
* *
I started the process of getting full custody.
That's great.
And, you know, my mom has a lot of friends in family court,
so you call her if there's anything
that she can do to help.
I don't know how to thank you.
If you love that young man the way you loved your son,
he's gonna get through this just fine.
Thank you.
* When the mountain's steep and the river's wide... *
(door opens)
-You good? -Yeah.
-You want to give Sean a call? -Right after I call my dad.
* When you need a hand *
* 'Cause you're losing your stride... *
SARAH: The arrest of a fire captain in this station a few days ago
is an all too familiar story of addiction
and failing mental health plaguing all first responders.
For many of them, alcohol is an escape
from the pain of the horrible things that we see every day.
When a fellow officer or any human being is struggling with
alcohol or depression, ignoring it is not looking out for them.
Lying for them is not being their friend.
Extend a hand, a firm one if necessary.
That is the right thing to do.
That could save a life.
-* When the mountain's steep * -* There for you *
* And the river's wide *
* I will be there for you, oh, side by side. *
You treat me differently
than Jonah and Sarah.
Honestly, there are times...
...where I feel like there is nothing I can do to please you.
* *
I won't deny it. I am tougher on you.
Your grandpa got me thinking about why.
Before Ben came along,
it was just you and me against the world.
(voice breaking): I was terrified.
Terrified for you.
For our future.
I didn't know how to deal with that fear, so I pushed...
I pushed you, wanted to make you strong
and tough so no one could ever hurt you.
It worked.
You can stop now.
Yeah, okay.
I may push you,
but the last thing on earth I want is to push you away.
-You don't have to worry about that. -Oh.
(grunts softly)
Can I tell you something else?
(crying softly)
Yeah.
Grandpa was right. That brisket was too salty.
-Okay. -(laughing)
It wasn't. I'll show you salty.
(murmurs)
(both laughing)
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