♪ ♪
[lively chatter]
DANNY: What a game. What a game!
-Calm down, Dad. -Not gonna calm down.
-I have reasons to celebrate, okay? -Yeah?
It's your first day on the job and a Mets win
-over the stinkin' Red Sox. -[people booing] -MAN: Shut up!
My first day is tomorrow, and I'd like to live to see it,
-so... -DANNY: You'll be fine, Sean.
And not for nothing, you were in a coma three weeks ago.
Forgive me for being excited
that you're gonna follow in the family footsteps, okay?
-Not nervous, are you? -No.
I can stay a few more days,
-keep an eye on you. -I'm fine, Dad. I... [chuckles]
-I'm serious. All right. -I'm good. I'm more than fine.
Any fear, any hesitation...
-Compartmentalize? I know. -That's right.
I'm taking those feelings, putting them right here
-in my pocket, just like you taught me. -All right.
-I'm ready. -All right.
Then I hope Jonah's ready to keep up with you.
How's that for fresh paint?
You nervous about tomorrow, shooting like that?
You know, one of them's out of center mass.
-Show-off. -That's right.
Lena, just give me the big sister advice
that you came here to give me, please.
What happened to your childhood best friend Sheila?
We stopped hanging out after junior high.
Yeah. Why?
Because we kissed, and it got awkward,
but you don't have to worry, because me and Sean
-don't plan on kissing. -Well, you're not gonna need to,
'cause you've already changed the nature of your relationship.
It's the same as Sheila.
I don't want you stuck in the sidekick zone.
-He's my best friend. -DANNY: No, no, no, no, no.
Tomorrow, friendship goes out the window.
Okay? It's all about partnership tomorrow.
-Mm-hmm. -No more friendship.
That's a whole different ship.
LENA: Every partnership has a hero and a sidekick.
And you, Jonah Silver, are the hero.
You are Sherlock.
What?
You know Sherlock and Watson?
-Yeah. -Tomorrow's gonna set the tone for your partnership,
so you got to show Sean who's boss,
or you'll be Watson forever.
-You got to be Batman, not Robin. -Mm-hmm.
Establish yourself right out of the gate
so nobody thinks that you're getting a free pass
just 'cause you're a Reagan.
This isn't New York.
I'm the only Reagan in Boston PD.
That's true. You are the only Reagan in Boston.
Plus, Jonah's got way more to worry about.
Both his sisters are cops, his mom's the D.A.,
-his dad was a judge. -Right.
So, tomorrow, you got to make sure that you drive,
-that you pick the music... -JONAH: Wow.
You have some serious partnership baggage, huh?
And make sure you pick lunch, 'cause otherwise,
you're gonna be hearing Sean talk about
how the food is better in New York.
Trust me, I've been there with new partners.
You got to drive, you got to pick the music,
and you got to pick where you get lunch.
Sean and I have been best friends since the academy.
We are gonna be fine.
All right, that's enough pointers out of you.
-All right. -Let's just enjoy
your last day here and then get you back to New York.
Trying to get rid of me already, huh?
No, it's actually been nice having you around, you know?
All the doctor's appointments and rehab.
Thank you.
It's been good for me, too, kid.
[gunshots in distance]
-[people screaming] -Get out of the way.
Police! Move!
NYPD! Move it!
Move out of the way!
Step back! Back up!
-Get a bus. -Huh?
I said call it in, Sean.
Come on!
Yeah, this is Officer Sean Reagan.
Shots fired outside of Fenway.
Appears to only be one victim. We're gonna need EMS.
Hey, guys, get back! Go. Come on.
This is an active crime scene, okay? Get back!
Dad, what the hell's going on?
I don't know.
♪ ♪
[camera clicking]
[indistinct police radio chatter]
Trouble follows you, huh?
-Only in Boston. -[laughs]
-Thank you for calling. -Yeah.
-Is Sean okay? -He's good. He gave a statement
and went home to rest for tomorrow.
I was first on the scene.
That why you call? So we could work it together?
Technically, I am still on loan to BPD,
and you seem to still be riding solo.
Sure you won't get distracted? Sean and Jonah's first tour?
-Ah. -Know you were helping Sean through rehab for a whole month,
-so you got to be nervous for him. -Yeah, I'm good.
I can put that aside.
I know how to compartmentalize.
Well, all right, Brooklyn. What do we got?
One vic. Male, white, middle-aged.
Single gunshot wound to the back.
Gagged, bound. In silk pajamas.
-LENA: Someone roughed him up pretty good. -Yeah, they did.
CSRUs are scrubbing for shell casings.
We got a witness, too.
Excuse me, sir.
Detective Reagan, Detective Silver.
Can you tell her what you saw?
He jumped out of a blue van, ran to the park.
I heard shots go off, and he just dropped.
A-And then the van took off around that corner.
Did you get the plates?
Make or model?
No.
All right, thank you.
[siren wailing]
We need that footage.
Fenway is surrounded by security cameras.
Yeah. What's your mom doing here?
What is the district attorney doing at our crime scene?
Hey, Mom, what's going on?
-You're working this case? -Yeah.
Killer shot into a crowd where me and my son were walking
and killed this guy.
I assume you haven't I.D.'d the victim yet,
otherwise there'd be cameras here by now.
-Why? Who is he? -Winston Ballard.
He walked away from a fortune to move forward
as a whistleblower in my case against Lou Malakov.
Ponzi scheme guy. That's a huge case.
Yeah. Winston's testimony would've been a sure conviction.
It would've brought justice to a hundred families
that Malakov stole from.
Any idea what he's doing around Fenway?
MAE: That's what I was gonna ask you.
Stick around, work with Lena, find out who did this.
Ready to run it back, Brooklyn?
Try and stop me, Beantown.
♪ ♪
KARIM: Attention.
Officer Reagan, Officer Silver, welcome to the rank and file.
They say the police belong to the people
and the people belong to the police, but above all,
you're partners, you belong to each other.
Look out for each other.
Something happens to one of you,
it's the other that's got to tell the family.
Get your patrol assignments at the desk,
come back in one piece.
Dismissed.
JONAH: Bruh, it's been a rough three weeks.
Good to have you back.
-Uh... -Oh.
I'm sorry.
You, uh, you nervous about today?
I was just thinking about the guy
that got killed at Fenway.
Kept me up last night, you know?
My dad and I were standing right there.
It was crazy.
Hey, we've been working towards this since the academy.
All right? It's gonna be great.
-Yeah. Yeah. -Okay?
Yeah.
MAE: Can you tell us what happened, Mrs. Ballard?
They crashed into the apartment, tied Winston's hands.
They were white. I could see through
the-the holes in the mask.
You say "they." Are you saying there was more than one?
No, I-I couldn't tell whether it was a-a man or a woman.
They didn't talk.
They just started hitting Winston with a gun.
I was so scared.
And then they took him.
They pushed him into a blue van.
Can you think of anything else?
[whispers]: No.
MAE: Mrs. Ballard, I...
You were supposed to protect us.
There were supposed to be cops watching our house.
I am truly sorry for what happened.
Winston blew the whistle on Lou Malakov's Ponzi scheme
because he wanted to do the right thing.
But I begged him not to come forward.
Detectives Silver and Reagan are outstanding investigators,
with the full resources of the Major Case Unit behind them.
We will get justice for your husband.
Call me if you remember anything.
NAOMI: Thank you.
She's right.
I rarely get involved with these cases.
25,000 cases flow through this office every year.
I have 160 prosecutors, but her husband took a big risk,
so it inspired me to make personal assurances
I shouldn't have made.
I failed that woman.
Help me make this right. Tell me you got a lead.
We got the security footage on the blue van,
but there's no plates.
Couldn't even tell make or model.
It's just a dead end.
I'm sorry.
Unless, of course, we could speak to Malakov.
He's so cocky, maybe he'd slip up
and say something he shouldn't.
It's the only lead you have for the moment?
With your blessing, it is.
He's on bail at his house in Lexington.
Maybe we should pay him a visit.
Yeah.
MAE: Be safe.
[busy chatter]
[knocks]
-Hmm? -KEITH: Superintendent Silver?
-This is, uh... -I know Officer Min quite well already.
Have a seat, Sylvia. Thank you.
Yes, ma'am. It's been a while.
You were protection detail on a whistleblower
and left your post.
And he ended up shot outside Fenway.
Help me understand.
I will accept whatever punishment you see fit,
but if you're gonna ask for my badge,
I respectfully request a union rep.
I need to maximize my pension.
It's just me and the kids now.
I was sorry to hear about Frank's accident.
Let's start with what happened,
and we'll sort out the repercussions from there.
It was shift change,
and I got a call from June's school.
She fell off the monkey bars and was being taken to the E.R.
Raines was supposed to relieve me, but he was late.
He said he was close, just around the corner.
-So I left. -June okay?
Fractured her wrist.
But you know protocol is not to leave your post until relieved.
I messed up.
A man is dead, and I'll never forget that.
I just didn't know what to do.
June needed me.
You're on a desk until I finish investigating
and make my recommendations.
[sighs]
EDWIN: Heavenly Father,
I thank you for this food to nourish my body
so that I may do your will...
...and especially doughnuts.
SARAH: Grandpa.
Sneaking doughnuts?
-Sarah. -Really?
[chuckles] What are you doing here?
Well, I came to see you.
Was told you were taking a walk.
Oh, Sister Lyn must have been mistaken.
I said I was taking some air.
-The rest is not her business. -Mm. Mm-hmm.
You hear about that murder at Fenway yesterday?
Yeah, it's been all over the news.
Poor guy stepped up to do the right thing
and got killed for his efforts.
That's why I'm here.
Couple of my cops were supposed to be watching
the whistleblower.
They dropped the ball, now the whistleblower's dead,
and Mom's case is imploding.
One of the cops who dropped the ball is a friend.
Sylvia Min.
Sylvia. I remember her.
You brought her to dinner a few times.
We rode together for a while when I was on patrol.
Her husband died recently.
You have friends on the POST Commission, right?
[laughs softly]
If you are here to ask me to intervene
on your friend's behalf...
I talked to Sylvia, I heard her side.
I'm gonna talk to the other cop soon.
Between the two of them,
they left a witness unprotected and he was killed.
-I assume they'll be punished. -But how severely
will come down to my recommendation.
I see.
And the review board can either mitigate
or amplify the punishment, so... [sighs]
you want me to put in a good word.
Your voice carries weight.
Exactly why I stay out of these matters
-when family's involved. -[sighs]
Please.
Consider putting in a good word for Sylvia.
She is a good cop.
She just made a mistake.
That's it. Thank you.
-EDWIN: Love you. -Love you, Grandpa.
[rock music playing]
[radio station changes]
[R&B music playing]
I thought you liked that song.
I-- well, I-I do like that song. I just...
-[radio beeps] -DISPATCH: Robbery in progress.
11670 Centre Street.
Uh, 12-Jake-101. Show us responding.
[siren wailing]
He's got the cash bag.
[tires squealing]
-Go, go. Go. -I got him.
BPD!
Drop the cash!
-Stop! -[tires screech]
[horn honking]
[groaning]
[tires screech]
JONAH: Where is he?
He's fast. I lost him.
He's up ahead. He's at the bus stop.
Okay, you stay put. I'm gonna go around back.
You funnel him to me!
He gets in the crowd, we'll lose him.
I got to go.
We're gonna lose him. I'm gonna go now, Sean.
SEAN: No. Just wait for me to get into position.
JONAH: Move! Boston police!
SEAN: Hey. Hey.
-Where'd he go? You spooked him. -I-I thought I had him.
What the hell, man? Why didn't you wait for me
-to get into position? -Sean.
All right. Talk soon.
Sean and Jonah's first callout didn't go great.
-They okay? -Yeah, they're fine,
-but their perp got away. -Huh.
You know you can't stop bad things from happening.
I know that. I just find it ironic
that you're the one who's distracted by their first tour.
I mean, if that isn't the pot calling the kettle black,
-I don't know what is. -[laughs]: Oh, ho, ho!
Well, I'm not sure how, but I think that's racist.
-Is it? -Mm.
[chuckles]
No, really, is it?
♪ ♪
LENA: Thank you.
[clears throat]
DANNY: Mr. Malakov.
Detective Reagan. This is Detective Silver.
Just wanted to ask you a few questions.
I've seen the news, Detective.
I didn't kill him, if that's why you're here.
But this certainly puts a Winston-sized hole
in the D.A.'s case.
You know, I think I might win.
Mr. Malakov, uh, sorry to interrupt your...
-cute little morning drink... -Your name's Silver?
The daughter, right?
How's the D.A. doing?
I mean, this must be a blow.
Says the guy who probably had Winston killed.
Gun!
I'm on the shooter.
DANNY: Okay!
Oh, damn it.
[tires squealing]
Okay. Hold on.
Don't you die on me.
What?
-Win... -Win what?
What are you saying? Hey, look at me.
Win what? Damn it.
♪ ♪
[panting]
Hey.
He's gone. There's a bus on the way.
Well, we found our blue van. Shooter peeled away in it.
-Smashed the gate out front. -Well, based on his known enemies,
that could mean the shooter is one of, I don't know,
10,000 people?
Well, at least the CSRUs
can pull a paint sample from the gate.
-Finally something to go on. -Yeah.
You all right?
Second person that's died in my arms this week.
It's the second time this maniac fired in my direction.
When we catch him, it's gonna take everything in my power
not to kill him myself.
SARAH: You're a hard man to track down, Officer Raines.
TODD: Superintendent. I was just visiting my mom.
-She's sick. -Lowder Brook Assisted Living.
I know. I'm sorry to hear that.
I assume you know why I'm here?
I was late for my shift.
And a man died under BPD protection.
I feel bad about that.
Okay, look, I was just a few minutes late.
I was with my mom.
My captain's been cutting me slack considering her condition.
I'm sorry for your situation, Officer Raines,
but it's not an acceptable excuse for dereliction of duty.
Do you have anything else to say for yourself?
No, ma'am.
Except that I am sorry.
You're on a desk until I make my recommendations.
My name is Naomi Ballard.
Yesterday, an intruder entered my home
and violently abducted...
Noah, we need to file a continuance
while we rebuild the case.
Malakov's dead. Isn't that the whole ball game?
Naomi Ballard is making the press rounds,
calling for an end to the Malakov case
now that Lou's dead.
Poor woman, she just wants her life back.
I can't say I blame her.
So end it.
And if we don't continue, the victimized families
can't sue for damages, but that's only if we win.
If we continue this trial, we risk losing public support.
MAE: That's right, Charlie.
And losing the battle of public opinion
makes the public safety fight even harder.
Right. Okay.
Let's hold off on the motion
until I can find out if this hill is worth dying on.
Reverend Peters. [chuckles]
Just in time for the miracle, sir.
Mae's actually considering some of my advice.
[chuckles softly]
MAE: Thanks, fellas.
-Hey, Dad. You good? -Hey.
-Yeah. -What's going on?
Well... [sighs]
I have a legal question for you.
-Okay. -Say I made
a few calls on behalf of a cop
standing before the Commission of Peace Officer
-Standards and Training. -You've done that before.
Mm-hmm. But...
what if I did it at the behest of another officer?
Well, it's not illegal,
but it's just not a good look for a police off-- wait.
Which officer is it?
Sarah.
It turns out, one of the officers who was supposed
to be watching your whistleblower was Sylvia Min.
Her first partner.
-Oh, I didn't know that. -Yeah.
Sarah came to me this morning.
Now, if I use my influence to help Sylvia,
is Sarah in the clear?
Legally.
But it sets a bad precedent.
Sarah doesn't want to
discipline her friend, so she put you in a bad spot.
What are you gonna do?
I don't know.
MAE: Hmm.
Remember when Sarah was 15 and she wanted
-to run for student council... -[laughs]
...but she was afraid a sophomore couldn't win?
And I spent weeks helping with her campaign.
Even drafted Lena into mock debates.
-Mm-hmm. -It was early in you and Ben's marriage.
You know, I'm convinced it was that election
that turned you four into a family.
You made those girls fierce.
And Sarah won.
[chuckles]
Do you remember what you said to me?
I said you were raising little Amazon warriors.
I'm just reminding you who we are.
Are you saying I shouldn't help Sarah?
That's up to you, Dad. I'm just saying that
I raised a warrior...
...and I'm hoping that she can find a way to help herself.
-[clears throat] -Hey, Sean.
-Jonah back there? -Uh, yeah.
-See you in a minute. -LENA: All right.
Came in to, uh, check in on us, huh?
[clears throat] Guess you heard we lost an easy collar.
There's no such thing as an easy collar.
And no, we didn't come to check up on you.
We're working the Fenway shooting.
We got a lead that the getaway van
was stolen from a charity in Roxbury, so...
Mm. Well, that's good, right?
Yeah.
-What's up? -[laughs]: Sorry, it's...
Today's been, I don't know, it's just...
-off with Jonah. -Off how?
Just weird. Normally, we're on the same page,
but today, it's like he...
Did you talk to him?
We don't really talk like that.
You're best friends but you don't talk
-to each other about things? -We never had to before.
You weren't partners before.
-Here we go. -I told you,
having a partner means you got to trust him with your life.
Okay? If you can do that, you can trust him
with sharing your feelings, so talk to him.
You realize how weird it is, right, listening to you
talk about being open with your feelings?
-Okay, do as I say, not as I do. -Yeah.
Back to it.
Detective.
Uh, you being here and us talking about the job
just, uh...
feels right, you know?
Starting to feel like a cop?
Starting to feel like a Reagan.
♪ ♪
JONAH: I know I messed up.
I should've waited for Sean to get in position. It's...
It's what?
It's just, it's different than it was before. We're boys,
-but... -Yeah, but being partners is different.
And I'm sorry, 'cause I feel like I got in your head.
I just meant to warn you because I've been there before.
But you were right.
Don't stop now, though.
Got to tell me how to fix this.
♪
Blue vans look familiar, don't they?
Yeah.
You'd think they'd have a logo, you know, so people know
what the charity's doing, who they are.
Fresh-Cue delivers produce to food deserts in unmarked vans
so people don't feel judged for taking free food.
Well...
You know, what if, when Malakov said, "Win,"
he was actually trying to tell us who did it?
Win. Winnie. His ex-wife who runs this charity.
Maybe your mom's case was gonna implicate her,
and she took matters into her own hands.
Yeah, but why would she use her own vans?
You know, she left the company before it was a Ponzi scheme,
so that motive doesn't hold.
Plus, she's smart and funny and well-dressed,
-so I'm a fan. -Oh.
You're a fan? Mm.
How do you know so much about her?
-I read a lot of tabloids. -You what?
-Uh, I got layers. -Yeah, like an onion,
but I didn't think tabloids was one of the layers.
When I was a kid,
I used to stick my face in those magazines to hide,
'cause it was really tough
when my mom and Ben first got married.
But things got better
when my mom made me help Sarah get on the student council.
It was a big moment for the three of us,
and I've been the glue in my family ever since.
That's why you're always looking after everyone.
[chuckles] You and my late wife Linda
would've gotten along great.
-She did that, too. -Did what?
Held our family together.
Hmm.
Just know you don't have to do everything by yourself.
Did she do it all by herself?
Strongest woman I ever met.
Yeah, to be married to you, for sure.
-Ha. -Ha. Kidding.
Thanks. Well, it's a good thing I'm going back to New York
or you'd be stuck with me.
Mm. Lucky for me, you have no reason to stay in Boston.
Coming?
Yeah. Right behind you.
I promised the women's shelter I'd put extra aside for them.
Oh, there's a rotten one.
LENA: Winnie Malakov.
Detectives Silver and Reagan. Can we have a moment?
Maybe you want to speak privately?
I suppose this is about my ex-husband's murder.
You don't seem too upset about it.
Lou was an awful husband and an even worse human being,
but I never wished him any physical harm.
Despite all that, I was still shocked
when I heard he turned our company into a Ponzi scheme.
And did his turning your company into a Ponzi scheme
upset you enough to maybe have him killed?
I may have hated Lou for what he did,
but I cashed out before the company went Ponzi,
and I have done quite well with my spoils.
Do you know of anyone that would wish him harm?
[laughs] He made enemies of everyone he ever met.
Yeah, but it was a van from your company that was used
as a getaway vehicle in two homicides.
The van I reported stolen.
Was it stolen from here?
WINNIE: Exactly.
One second.
I'm crashing at my son's apartment in Dorchester
in an old building like this.
Purple windows like that. They're called Lavenders.
I didn't take you for a design nerd.
-Layers. [clears throat] -[chuckles]
When was this pane broken out?
Uh, a week ago.
One of my guys noticed it a day after the van was stolen.
The day after? And you didn't tell the cops
when you reported the van stolen?
They didn't ask.
[sighs] If our thief came through here to get to the van,
-then they would've had... -He would've grabbed on
to this pole right here and swung inside.
Bingo.
-LENA: Thanks. -DANNY: Yep.
All right, we'll drop this print at the lab,
and we'll head to Shabbat dinner.
I really don't want to impose.
It's Sean and Jonah's first tour.
-You know we need the tea. -We do need the tea.
When my mom opens her door, she does not close it.
Where else are you gonna get a home-cooked meal?
Well, actually, I can cook for myself, you know.
Okay, is Sean's stove gas or electric?
-Microwave. -Yuck.
-No arguments. -All right. Let's go eat.
♪ I'm lost in the light♪
♪ I pray for the night...♪
Congrats to Jonah and Sean on their first tour as partners.
-Hey, hey. -LENA: Yes.
♪ After so many words♪
♪ Still nothing's heard...♪
Going that well, huh?
It's fine. We're fine.
Yeah, we just lost a perp, that's all.
It was a timing issue, right?
Timing is fixable,
if you got a partnership that's worth it.
You two like each other.
My first partner was terrible.
Used to bring homemade kimchi in the radio car.
He never brought me any, of course.
-[laughs]: Oh. -Mm.
DANNY: Then he left it under the seat,
and the whole car smelled like rotten cabbage
for the next month,
and they started calling us "car-chi" over the radio.
-[laughter] -SARAH: Oh, so bad.
-So bad. -Yeah. They said worse, too,
but I won't repeat it. I'm-I'm a guest here.
-LENA: We're eating here, you know. -[laughter]
You know, my first partner-- remember Andy?
Oh, Andy.
He was in an a cappella group in high school.
-[chuckles]: Oh. -DANNY: Oh, no.
He would "sha-bop, sha-bop" on the radio.
-[laughter] -"Sha-bop..." -In the car?
He would sing the codes
-in the car. -That feels dangerous.
-It-it-it was. -[laughter]
Speaking of partners, Sarah, I heard about Sylvia.
What exactly did you hear?
I heard that she was the police officer
who left her post when Winston Ballard was killed.
And I also heard that you asked your grandpa to put in a word
-at the POST Commission. -Grandpa.
You told on me?
You interrupted my doughnut time.
Sylvia is a good cop.
And because of one mistake,
I'm gonna have to take her badge.
If I don't, I'll get accused of playing favorites.
And if you do, she won't be able to feed her kids.
Those are the decisions we make.
SARAH: I was hoping Grandpa putting in a good word
with the civilian review board would soften the blow.
I don't know. Maybe make her eligible for reinstatement.
What about the other cop, the one who was late?
You want to put in a good word for him, too?
He was late visiting his sick mom,
but didn't actually break protocol.
He'll be suspended without pay.
It just... I don't know.
It feels like my cops are handling too much.
They're overworked on the job and overstressed at home.
Cops like Sylvia need help, not punishment.
EDWIN: You know I can't do it, right?
I can't call POST for you.
I thought about it, and it may help Sylvia,
but it'll hurt you in the long run.
Exactly. You are their boss, Sarah. You're not their friend.
And no matter how close you and Sylvia used to be,
-it doesn't give her a free pass. -SARAH: Yeah, but
how do I rule on high while still having their six?
Got to do both.
My father took a similar career path as you.
He had a very difficult time going from rank and file
to boss, but he knew there was nobody better
to be sitting in that chair than him.
LENA: And, Sarah, the fact
that you're trying to have their back at all,
it matters.
♪ ♪
This is dumb.
We've been here for an hour. He's not gonna show.
It's not dumb.
We cross-referenced the pattern of packies
that he hits with the time of day.
He bounces back and forth from Dorchester to Jamaica Plain,
and he hits when the till is full,
right before the safe drops, like right now,
after the morning rush.
If we're right, then this one is next.
Yeah, and if Sergeant Karim finds out
we've been sitting in one spot instead of patrolling...
I'm just saying, this better work.
I kissed Sheila Jones, and it made things weird.
You're making things weird right now.
What I'm saying is that me and Sheila Jones
were friends, and then we kissed,
and then we weren't friends anymore.
Are you saying you don't want to be friends anymore?
No, that's not what I'm saying. What I'm saying is...
That's-that's him right there. Green hoodie.
-You can't even see his face. -Yeah, but I can see his shoes.
Those are crisp white shell-toes with green laces.
You've been trying to get me to appreciate kicks for months.
Surprised you didn't notice that.
I'm surprised you were paying attention.
Think we'll get accused of "lacial" profiling?
Okay, we're gonna talk about that joke later,
but, dude, you are my best friend.
Promise me that being my partner will not change that.
Like kissing Sheila Jones did? No.
-Exactly. Okay. -We're good.
Let's do it.
SEAN: 101 to dispatch, take us off
at 2022 Brainard Avenue with an armed robbery suspect.
-Radio when I'm there. You'll wait for me this time? -I got you.
-Open the safe. -[gasps]
Boston police! Get on the ground!
Sean, he's headed out back and he's armed.
Boston PD! You're under arrest!
[robber groaning]
[chuckles]: Damn. You trucked that guy.
Well, 'cause I knew exactly when he was coming.
Here, help me out. Way to communicate.
[robber grunting]
Whew.
Maybe I should call Sheila Jones.
Don't play with me. Don't play with me.
♪ When the squad pull up, trying to act tough♪
♪ Probably get you wrapped up, see you trying to catch up...♪
SARAH: Hey, sis. What is it that couldn't wait?
Fenway homicide.
So, a print from the Fresh-Cue charity matched a Harold Baca.
Danny's running ballistics on his registered gun,
but I need you to look at his priors.
SARAH: This is the shooter in the Lou Malakov murder?
Yes, but look at that assault charge.
That should've put him away,
but an officer signed a voided arrest, cut him loose.
SARAH: Officer Todd Raines? He's the officer
who was late the day the whistleblower was killed.
Yes, so my murder suspect has a connection
to one of your cops that dropped the ball
on the protection detail.
This changes things. Thank you for finding it.
Danny found it, actually.
Oh, look at you,
-dishing out credit. -[laughs]
Things that good?
You know, we've stepped on each other's toes
'cause he's stubborn and he's set in his ways,
which would be a problem if he wasn't right so often.
For what it's worth, I think you complement each other well.
Well, too bad he's leaving.
-I have an ass to kick. -[chuckles]
-I'll let you know if I hear anything on your guy. -All right.
Where's your union rep, Officer Raines?
Didn't think I'd need one.
What I found out is true, you're gonna need a lawyer as well.
I pulled your car's GPS from the day of the murder.
Turns out, it was disabled start of tour that day.
Well, it happens sometimes.
So, I pulled your bodycam data.
Some of the new models have some perks
like live locations and streaming,
so even if you don't turn your camera on,
it's still pinging a location.
You were nowhere near your post when you called
to relieve Officer Min that day.
You were at your mom's care facility.
So, I called, and I learned
that you were there paying off a huge delinquent bill.
In cash.
They were going to evict her.
Did Harold Baca pay you to abandon your post?
Where is he now?
Where is he?
LENA: Harold Baca, BPD with a warrant!
-DANNY: Got it? -LENA: Got it.
Clear.
Over here.
Check this out.
DANNY: Winston Ballard and Malakov
were both taken out by a Desert Eagle 50.
Looks like Baca was just cleaning one
and loaded up for some more happy hunting.
-Our investment theory was right. -Wait.
Baca's life savings was caught up in Malakov's Ponzi scheme.
He was a client for years.
Take a look at his account advisor.
DANNY: Winston Ballard.
LENA: Our dead guy from Fenway.
DANNY: So, that means Ballard and Malakov were responsible
for Baca losing everything. There's our motive.
-And Winston blowing the whistle was just too little, too late. -[phone vibrating]
-Let's hope we're not too late. -Detective Silver.
Hey, the trace on Baca's burner is live.
It looks like he's headed back to Fresh-Cue,
-Winnie Malakov's charity. -LENA: Baca's files
predate Winnie's divorce.
She's still listed as a partner
in the investment firm. He's got to blame her, too.
But that's not the half of it.
I got a bogus suicide note here,
allegedly written by Winnie,
claiming she killed Winston and Lou
because she hated what they turned
her company into.
It's marked up like it's a first draft.
Baca must've wrote it.
SARAH: So Baca stole
a company van and then faked a suicide note
to pin the murders on Winnie Malakov?
So the only thing left is to kill his patsy.
Winnie.
-She's next. -Yeah.
I'll get marked units out there right now.
Okay, but no lights or sirens
so Baca doesn't start shooting.
♪ ♪
DANNY: Winnie Malakov!
WINNIE: Help!
LENA: She must be in the back warehouse.
Hey. Police. Get out of here.
-Go. You, too. -[woman gasps]
-DANNY: Hey! Get out of here! -LENA: Out! Out!
Too much ground to cover. We need to split up.
-Going right. -Going left.
[panting]
Help! [grunts]
-[gunfire] -LENA: Drop your weapon!
Harold Baca, drop your weapon!
[whimpers]
[grunts]
I owe you one.
LENA: I know how you feel about this case.
Didn't want you to have to shoot him.
-You hear that? -[Baca groaning]
She's a lot nicer than me.
Maybe I should just let you bleed out, huh?
Like the other two guys you killed this week.
We know you have a partner.
DANNY: You lost your life savings, Baca.
How'd you pay a cop to look the other way?
So, you need to give us a name before we find one.
Maybe the D.A. goes easy on you.
And believe me, she's in a mood.
Who are you working with?
MAE: Thank you, Officer.
So, did you find out who did this?
Thanks for coming in, Mrs. Ballard.
Your husband really loved you, you know.
He even moved some money into a hidden account
so you'd be protected after he blew the whistle on the scheme.
And I missed something my first time through the files,
but, um,
he used your maiden name:
Baca.
SARAH: Your brother Harold was busy.
You know, it's been bugging me that the killer
knew precisely what time my people would make a mistake.
When I realized you were siblings,
I pulled your phone records.
You called Harold just a few minutes before
your husband was killed.
You were working with him all along.
You're under arrest for accessory to murder.
Put your hands behind your back.
[sighs]
Why'd you kill your husband?
Were you afraid of losing
this lavish lifestyle that you've lived?
I hated Winston for giving it all up.
Stealing those people's money was bad,
but no one would've ever known
if he had just kept his mouth shut.
If the husband you hated didn't try to take care of you
in the end, you would've gotten away with it.
Ain't love grand.
-[chuckling] -[indistinct chatter]
Dude, we have to talk about these dad jokes.
And the fact that you love them?
-They're corny. -You love them.
-I've said ten times they're corny and I do not like them. -I will not take...
-[cheers and applause] -MAN: There they are! There they are!
[excited chatter]
[chuckles]
Boys, good collar.
-Good collar. -Thanks, man.
I mean, my dad and Lena are wrong, all right?
Screw Watson and Robin.
We're equals, like Starsky and Hutch.
-How old are you? -[both chuckle]
I'm getting hungry.
-Yeah? -Should we do some lunch?
What do you think? Pizza?
We driving to Brooklyn?
-Huh? -[sighs]
[footsteps approaching]
Right on time.
Your office signed the warrant.
I arrested Officer Raines.
Sylvia's on her way up.
Naomi Ballard cut a deal.
She'll corroborate the Ponzi scheme books,
and I just convinced the judge to let me try
Lou Malakov posthumously,
even though my approval numbers will nose-dive.
You're after justice, not votes.
Yeah, you know, I just reminded Charlie of that.
-He didn't like it. He's pretty pissed. -Yeah.
[both laugh]
Ms. District Attorney. I didn't realize you'd...
My union rep is outside.
I was told you wanted to talk privately first.
Have a seat.
I'm gonna ask for your badge.
I understand.
We're talking now because I want you to know
I will always have your back.
If you resign and avoid an OPAT investigation,
there's a job waiting for you
at the D.A.'s office as an investigator.
What? But I'm just patrol.
Oh, we both know you should've made detective years ago,
but you were busy with your family.
I could use another good investigator.
The pay and benefits are similar to BPD.
Hours are flexible.
SARAH: You made an honest mistake, Sylvia.
Shouldn't cost you everything.
But the rules are what they are,
and it is my job to enforce them.
So, what do you say?
Want to go work for the D.A.?
Yes, ma'am.
Then call your rep in here and let's get you fired.
[chuckles]: Yes, ma'am.
["Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond playing]
-SARAH: Thank you, Mom. -You're welcome.
Well done.
Thank you.
[crowd singing along]: ♪ Sweet Caroline♪
♪ Bum, bum, bum♪
♪ Good times never seemed so good♪
♪ So good, so good, so good♪
♪ I've been inclined♪
-♪ Oh, oh, oh♪ -♪ To believe...♪
That is a Boston tradition I can actually get behind.
My dad belting Neil Diamond from the Green Monster.
-I should've taken a video. -Yeah, you should've,
-but you didn't. -[announcer speaking indistinctly]
You know, I've been thinking about what you said.
You know, about finally starting to feel like a Reagan.
Well, what about it?
Being a Reagan means you'll always have someone
in the department who has your back.
But you don't.
It's like you said,
you're the only Reagan in Boston,
but you don't have to be.
What are you saying?
[sighs] I'm trying to say that
we haven't been as close as we should be the last few years,
and maybe we can work on that,
and I can have your back at the same time.
I'm saying maybe I could transfer to BPD, son.
[chuckles] Right.
Wait. What-what about the-the family?
New York? Maria?
Maria and I will figure it out.
And the family understands.
-You talked to them about it? -I did.
They agree with me.
So, you're kind of stuck with me.
But only if you want to be.
I'd like that.
Yeah.
All right.
-JONAH: Oh, damn. Sorry. -Oh, here comes trouble.
Hope we're not interrupting something special.
[laughter]
LENA: I'm guessing you told him.
-I did. -Good guy.
You're right on time 'cause the Mets
are about to make a comeback. My son and I,
we're gonna make a comeback, too.
That's beautiful.
You know, it's only a three-hour drive, right?
-We can still make family dinner and... -DANNY: Yeah.
Well, you guys know you're always welcome at Shabbat.
Especially the one partner Lena actually wants to keep around.
[laughs]
Is that actually true, Beantown?
-Are we ready to make this official? -On one condition, Brooklyn.
-One condition, Brooklyn. -Okay, what is the one condition...
-You ready for it? -Oh, come on. -Get his arm.
-Oh, no! No! No way! -Behind your back!
-Come on! -Stop resisting!
[overlapping chatter]
-That's it. -Oh!
-There you go. -I mean, it-it looks good on you.
-Doesn't that feel right? -Does look good. -Now.
♪ Put me in, Coach...♪
-Oh! Oh! -Oh!
-Oh! -[crowd cheering]
♪ Look at me♪
♪ I can be center field.♪
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