01x15 - For Those Who Weren't Heard

[bunniefuu]

All right. Subject of the
arrest warrant is Kiko Balzan.

Wanted for a m*rder in my old
stomping grounds of Brooklyn.

A week ago, Balzan
and two other unnamed men

got into a dispute over a woman
at a Brooklyn club.

Balzan pulled a g*n,
shot and k*lled Troy Caldwell,


from Long Island.

DANNY: m*rder weapon was found near the
crime scene with Balzan's prints on it.

Balzan is believed to be part of a
street-level crew here in the South End.

Twentysomething
wannabe gangsters

who sell drugs, chop cars
and terrorize the neighborhood.

We got a tip from
a family member that Balzan

is laid up in a safe house
here in Mission Hill.

That same family member said that Balzan
would rather die than go back to prison.

LENA: Let's be careful out there
and let's show NYPD Detective Baez

how we do it here in Beantown.

Let's roll.

- I'll catch up with you in a minute.
- You got it.

- All good?
- Yeah.

You know, it's the first case we've
worked together since we started dating.

- Yep.
- Mm-hmm.

Are you okay?

Kind of been all business
since you got here.

Yeah.
I'm just, uh,

I'm just tired of running
on this homicide.

Okay.
Well, let's catch your bad guy.

So maybe we can mix some
pleasure in with all your business.

If I eat another bran muffin,
I might turn into one.

When can we go back to donuts?

As soon as we are sure
that bad valve

is the only thing wrong with
that big heart of yours, Dad.

SETH: Hey, what are these tests
that Sarah's taking you for this morning?

Only thing they're testing now
is my patience.

The condition is called
aortic stenosis,

and the tests are scans
looking for a blockage.

SARAH: Hey, look at the silver lining.

You get to spend time with your
favorite Silver granddaughter.

SETH: Oh, so then I guess Lena's
gonna come and take him? Is that what...

SARAH: You know, you should come with
us and get that cracked rib checked out.

- Ow.
- Easy. Gracious.

Brutal.

So, Seth, I understand

you're taking a break
from politics and dipping

your toes into the crime beat
at the Dispatch?

Yeah, filling in for a colleague
for a few weeks.

If I like it, I've got the option
to stay, but enough about work.

To you, sir.

Eighty trips around the sun,
that's a huge deal.

Better than the alternative, I suppose.

No need to make a fuss about it.

I know. We all got the memo, Dad.

Family-only dinner.

No gifts.

- Cinnamon marble cake.
- Mm.

One sad candle.

Oh, come on, Grandpa, it's a milestone.

Don't say stone. It feels even older.

[laughter]
[Edwin sighs]

We better get going.

- Okay, bye. See you later, babe.
- I'll see you later.

So he still has no idea about the party?

Nope.

Lena is running point, so make
sure that you keep checking your texts.

No, I'm already five deep
with her here, so...

[laughs]
[phone vibrates]

Um, Mae, there is one thing

- I would love to speak with you about.
- Mm-hmm.

Um...

- Is everything okay?
- I'm not sure.

It's Laura from my office.

- The mayor wants to meet me urgently.
- Oh.

Welcome to our circus.

Dispatch, show Jake-101 on foot.


that domestic disturbance call.

DISPATCH: 10-4, Jake-101.

Neighborhood like this, probably
some rich kid who's pissed that Daddy

wouldn't let him take
the Bentley for a spin.

[g*nsh*t]
MAN: Oh!

[grunting]
WOMAN: No! Trey!

Nadine, please stop.

Stop!

- Drop the weapon!
- MAN: No, no, no, no, no!

Officer, d-don't. She's my
daughter. She's my daughter.

Nadine, put the g*n down.
Nadine, we don't want to hurt you, okay?

No, no!
No, no, no, no. Please.

She's having a psy... a psychotic
episode.

She's-she's not well.

Shut up. You don't talk.

Hey, this is your last chance!
Drop the weapon!

Hey, hey. Sean, wait!
Wait, wait.

Nadine. Hey. Nadine.

Nadine. Look at me.

You don't want to do this.

[whispers]: Go.

Just look at me, okay?

- He's not who you think he is.
- JONAH: Okay.

Okay, just...

just put the g*n down
and we can talk about it, okay?

Okay. I'm right here.
I'm right here with you.

That's good.

Please...
I'm at 1789 Chestnut Street.

I need H and H at my location
immediately.

I got a man down with a g*nsh*t wound.

- DISPATCH: 10-4, Jake-101...
- You're okay.

- I know.
- JONAH: You're okay.

MAE: Mayor Shaw.

That extradition request just came down

from Governor Morrison
of Alabama on the Ventri case.

Yes, I've been speaking
with Governor Price about it.

She's left the decision in my hands.

That's why I'm here.

The families of the Alabama
victims are all over social media.

They're demanding that we send
Ventri back to Alabama

to face the death penalty.
It's national news.

Now, I know you hate politics, Mae,

but I got a tough primary coming up,

and the public sentiment here in Boston

is 60/40 in favor of sending him back.

Just want to make sure
we're on the same page.

Well, I feel for
those families in Alabama,

but Ventri r*ped and m*rder*d
Jenny Preston here.

Boston PD caught him, or he'd still
be out there murdering young girls.

So I'm not going to make any decision
until I speak with Jenny's family.

I'm certainly not going to
compromise my integrity by

quenching someone's thirst for revenge

or furthering your political ambitions.

[scoffs]
Well, then...

then maybe you should think
of your own ambitions.

Your term will be up before you know it.

And it's tough to run a campaign
with no donors

and without the endorsement of the mayor.

Are you threatening me?

Look, if anybody deserves
the needle, it's Ventri.

There's a press conference
this afternoon.

I'll give you some time
to get your mind right.

- OFFICER: Police! Police!
- DANNY: Boston Police!

OFFICER: He's got a g*n!

Cover!

OFFICER: Shots fired, shots fired.

BAEZ: It's him. Kiko Balzan.

[indistinct chatter in distance]

DANNY: Baez.

You're gonna want to see this.

Looks like they were holding
someone against their will.

- Fresh blood.
- LENA: Whoever was in here,

haven't been gone long.

DANNY: Yeah. Looks like our homicide

just rolled into a kidnapping.

DANNY: They must have took off
right before we rolled up.

Unreadable. Ghost plate covers the tags.

Nice ding on that rear fender.

Okay, thank you.

No active missing persons
in the city or nearby counties

match the description of our hostage.

I'm thinking Balzan's co-defendants
on my homicide case are Bostonian.

None of my witnesses could
ID them from NYPD photo logs.

Makes sense. Three mopes at the crime
scene, three mopes in the safe house.

Balzan's face is all over social media and
the news, his bank accounts are frozen,

he's desperate for cash.

So they kidnap this poor guy,
hold him for ransom,

trying to score some cash
to get out of town.

And threaten the family of the
victim if they involve the police.

It's why it wasn't reported.

Okay, but why leave Balzan in the
safe house and take the hostage out?

They're getting ready to trade
the victim for the ransom.

Well, we're not gonna know anything until

crime scene processes the house,
so let's focus on Balzan.

That was great.
Round of applause. [laughs]

I want to play.
[Baez laughs]

- Sorry.
- Sorry.

Just what we do.

Please. I just sent
an email with all of

Balzan's past associates
to your inbox, Reagan.

And never apologize, you
guys are amazing together.

Yeah, we are.

Everyone thinks I'm crazy.

You tried to k*ll your dad.

The intake nurse said you're a
frequent flyer here at the psych ward.

It's all a setup.

If I'm crazy, he can do things.

He who? What-what things?

My dad. Trey. Bad things.

Disgusting things in the attic
with the treasure chest.

But he's-he's smart, though.

He hides it so that-so that
Mom and the cops don't see.

It's Katie's birthday tomorrow.

Katie? Is that your sister?

Does your dad do things to Katie?

No. He's not stupid. But... but he will.

So, does your mom
know about this whole...

treasure chest thing?

He controls her with his mind.

You're not very smart, are you?

Here they come to stick me full
of drugs to shut me up again.

- They're just trying to help you.
- It's too late for me.

Help Katie.

Okay, I'll be right back.

All right?

Hey!

- Get her legs.
- NADINE: Stop. Stop!

Get off me! Stop!

- Calm down. Calm down.
- Stop!

[crying, panting]

Stop. Stop.

You're hurting me!

Stop!

Any luck ID'ing Balzan's crew?

Uh, we sent a photo array
to Brooklyn Homicide

with his past arrest associates,
nothing yet.

Mm. But, hey... I hear you're
sticking with us for a while.

Yeah, Danny made some calls.

Uh, Chief of D's approved my stay

until we can unravel this kidnapping.

- And that's a good thing, right?
- Yeah.

Um, I'm sorry.

I just have a lot going on at home.

I get that. Long distance cannot be easy.

Well, it just got a lot harder.

My mom's come to live with me.

She's... she's struggling.

- Oh.
- That, my daughter Elena, this job.

I don't know how Danny and I
can keep doing this.

Y... We barely see each other as it is.

Well, have you talked to him about it?

I don't know what to say.

I've been surprised

at how emotionally intelligent
of a person he is.

Boston's changed him.

I know that he loves you,
and he loves Elena.

And so, if I may, I feel like
if there's something

that you need to say,
you can say it.

And he will hear you.

What William Ventri did
to those young women in Alabama

and to Jenny Preston right here
in Boston... it's unspeakable.

Massachusetts is not
a death penalty state.

And I am no fan of capital punishment.

But the slaughter and sexual
as*ault on these young girls

make extraordinary circumstances.

So, I am urging D.A. Silver

to send this brutal serial k*ller

back to Alabama to face punishment

in whatever form it may come.

After conversations with Governor Price,

Governor Morrison from Alabama,

and the family of Jenny Preston,

I will not be honoring
the extradition request

from Alabama. My heart breaks

for those families, but I
serve the people of this city.

Jenny Preston was one of them.

And after speaking
with her sister, Selina,

I learned that Jenny
was a very forgiving person.

She would not wish
the death of Mr. Ventri.

- I intend to honor her wish.
- REPORTER: D.A. Silver,

have you spoken to the families
of the Alabama victims?

During-during your campaign for D.A.,

you refused to take a stance
on capital punishment.

- Because it's not an issue here.
- Oh, but suddenly, it is.

I don't see it that way.
Is there a question?

I happen to know that,
before you ran for office,

you supported the death penalty,

but announcing that publicly
would make you unelectable.

Oh, you happen to know?

Last chance.
Do you have a question?

Yeah, is-is your refusal
to extradite Ventri

about honoring Jenny's wishes

or is that just
a convenient excuse to pander

to your liberal base?

Everything I do as D.A.
is in the pursuit of justice.

Next question.
[reporters clamoring]

PHOEBE: This is insane.
Jonah and Sean are so

badass. That dad would have been dead

- if it wasn't for them.
- SARAH: Yes, he would.

It says the girl's dad is on the
board of the police foundation.

- Do you know him?
- I met him once

at a charity event. He was a nice guy.

What if his daughter's,
like, a sociopath?

It's feasible.

PHOEBE: This friend at school

put me onto a true crime podcast,

and this single mom knew
her daughter was a sociopath

when she was eight years old because
she got her a kitten for her birthday,

and she strangled it that night
because it scratched her.

- It's crazy.
- Well, the world can be a crazy place.

Prior to running for office,
you supported the death penalty,

but announcing that publicly
would make you unelectable.

You happen to know?

[door opens, closes]

I saw the presser. What happened?

All right. I-I know you see this stuff

all the time, but what Ventri
did to those kids...

unimaginable.

- That Alabama serial k*ller guy?
- Yes.

That animal.
How do you do this every day?

Well, what happened
at the press conference?

He accused my mom
of putting her political

ambitions ahead of justice
for the families.

In front of everybody?

- You need to apologize.
- You need to apologize.

CSRU pulled prints
from the safe house matching

these two brothers,
Garrett and Christian Bellamy.

Long rap sheets, car stuff, drugs.

But they've never been collared
with Balzan before.

So there's no connection between
the Bellamys and Balzan yet?

Maybe he's new to their crew.

- Maybe.
- BAEZ: The Bellamys

were pinched
in a federal raid on a chop shop

last year in Revere.

I sent their photos
over to Brooklyn Homicide.

I'm hoping we can put them at
the scene of my m*rder with Balzan.

- Well, we know who they are now.
- We just got to find out where they are.

LAURA: So, we moved the
interview to 1:00 p.m.

on Thursday just to free up the afternoon,
if that works.

- Sounds good. Thank you, Laura.
- Of course.

Mae.

Mae.

- You crossed the line today, Seth.
- I know.

And if I could go back and
do it all differently, I would.

I'm-I'm sorry I came at you like that.

Well, you're not the first reporter
to chase me down for a soundbite.

Thi... This wasn't about a soundbite.

I was so angry after seeing
what Ventri did to those girls.

I mean, Phoebe's the same age.

I think I'm so used to
getting lied to by politicians

that I put you in that same box,
but you're not that.

And you deserve better.

Apology accepted.

I am more concerned, however,
about the impact that your job

on the crime beat might have
on Sarah's career,

- Lena's career, Jonah's.
- Mae, I...

Let me finish. Whether it's
feelings shared at Shabbat

or sitting outside with a Scotch,

the discussions in our
family are sacred and private,

and they can never be
a part of your story, ever.

It will never be. I give you my word.

Is that a promise you can keep

and maintain your journalistic integrity?

Got to think long and hard
about that one.

When you first met me, yes,
I supported the death penalty.

And Ben's m*rder gave me
a different perspective.

Wouldn't that just reaffirm
your position?

It did. I felt a rage I didn't
even know existed in me.

I wanted to k*ll the man who k*lled Ben.

Then that rage turned to grief

and suddenly, I am in the same shoes...

...as the families of the victims

that I've represented over the years.

So I had to ask myself,
given the chance,

could I execute a k*ller of
any one of those victims?

Could I take a life...

...if I didn't have
any emotional connection

- to the victim?
- And you couldn't?

Only the k*ller of someone I love.

That's revenge.

Not justice.

It goes against the oath
I took as a prosecutor.

Well, now I feel even worse.

Oh, there was something
you wanted to talk to me about

this morning at breakfast?

Uh, yes. Yes. Uh...
[knock on door]

They're waiting for you
in the conference room.

The Haskell deposition.

Just tell them I'll be right there.

Sorry, we got to talk about this
later. I'll see you tonight.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

Brooklyn Homicide just put
the Bellamys at the scene

- of my m*rder with those photos.
- Good.

'Cause I promised my old man I would not
let you go back to New York empty-handed.

Now...

...you got to tell me
what's bothering you.

Come on, Maria, it's me. You
know you can tell me anything.

LENA: Hey.

Sorry to interrupt.

Might have to take those coffees to go.

I think I have a lead
on our kidnap victim.

- Who is it?
- Miguel Sariniero.

He is a first grade teacher
at Boston Public.

Doesn't exactly scream
"kidnap me for ransom."

LENA: He doesn't, but I looked
into the incident reports from

the last 48 hours in the South End.

Yesterday morning, Sariniero's
car was impounded by patrol

because it was parked illegally
outside of a club in Mission Hill.

Not far from the safe house.

Keys were left in the ignition,

his phone was on the floor
in the front seat.

Patrol referred it
to the detectives this morning,

and I told them that we would handle it.

Maybe he had a hangover and a friend drove
him home and he's just sleeping it off.

For two days?
Without his phone? Mm...

- He also fits the scrip of our victim.
- True.

Is he always this skeptical with you?

Well, he's still learning
that I'm usually right.

Well, he should be used to that.

You know, I can hear the both of you.

[laughs] Sariniero lives
with his dad in Roslindale.

- Sounds like a good place to start.
- Mm-hmm.

No, Lena's on that.
[door opens]

Okay, let me go.
Sean and Jonah just walked in.

Yes, Mom.

Grandpa's cake, Seth is all over it.

Love you too. What's up?

Nadine Larson.

EDP domestic.
I was just catching up on that.

Great job.

Sean and I were just talking about it.

What if Nadine isn't crazy?

Two arrests for as*ault with a
deadly weapon on her father.

Three for possession
of a controlled substance.

Vandalism, truancy.

Falsely reporting an incident,
and she just turned 15.

- We know how it looks.
- SARAH: Not to mention,

she tried to throw herself out of
a third story window of a hospital.

- What if she just lost hope?
- I'm sorry, I'm not seeing it.

Where is this coming from, guys?

Do you remember my friend Ana?

In middle school, she told me
that her dad was abusing her.

I said that we should report
it, and she changed her story.

She said that she was mad at him
and she made the whole thing up.

I didn't really believe
her, but I let it go.

A year later,
her dad was arrested.

That is how much longer that she
had to keep enduring that abuse

because I didn't open my mouth.

You were just a kid, Jonah.

I know, Sarah, but when I
look into Nadine's eyes, I see

that same look that I saw on Ana's.

I've asked around about Trey Larson.

Had two veteran detectives

look into Nadine's prior allegation.

They have turned Trey's life
upside down and found nothing.

How hard did they really look?

What if his philanthropy,
his position on the board

for the police foundation,
his entire image

is a shield to protect himself
against her allegations?

You keep telling me to trust that little
voice inside of my head, and right now,

that voice is screaming at me.

Okay.

No promises, but I'll dig deeper.

Thank you.

Now get out of here.

And don't be late tonight.
And don't forget the candles.

Between you, Mom, and Lena
reminding me, how could I?

I will be there, candles in tow.

BPD. Open up.
We need to talk to you.

There's somebody
moving around inside.

Boston police!
Open the door.

Open the door or we're coming in.

- What do you want?
- To speak to Miguel.

- Do you know where he is?
- Hey.

He's away on a trip, okay?

Yeah, we saw his accommodations.

He's not having
a very good time.

- Step aside.
- Please. There's no one home.

Come on.
[door closes]

Nobody else here?

[whimpers softly]

Stand right here. Don't move.

No one else is here.

- Quiet down.
- You need to go. Please.

BAEZ: Clear over here.

Clear back here, too.

Were you planning on dropping it off?

Or are they coming to pick it up?

If you don't leave right now...

...they are gonna k*ll my son.

Please.

Do exactly as they say,
and I won't be hurt.

If you call the police,
you'll never see me again.

They will contact you
with further instructions.

$200,000. Not a penny less.

Dad, I...

[grunts]

It... it came to me a few hours ago.

I haven't heard anything since.

Yeah. There's a lot of noise
in the background of this video,

sounded like construction
or something.

Maybe they're holding him somewhere
where there's work being done.

- Demo or something.
- LENA: And these calls

on your phone...
they're probably using

a burner phone, dropping it
after every one or two calls.

Do you know how they knew
you had the cash?

- And where did you get that type of cash?
- I-I drove a cab for 35 years,

and I recently retired,
so I sold my medallion.

The rumors spread around the
neighborhood that I was a millionaire.

You know, ten years ago, maybe.

But with Uber and Lyft,
I was lucky to get 200k.

Yeah, you were.

Erin just okay'ed the New York
arrest warrants for the brothers.

DANNY: Great.

Tell me if you recognize these two men.

The Bellamy brothers.

Irish gangsters. Neighborhood scum.

- And they knew you sold the medallion?
- Absolutely.

BAEZ: How about him?

I see him around lately. He's new.

You got a name?

You don't know these guys.

If they know that I'm talking to you,

I'm never gonna see Miguel again.

We need a plan.

What am I gonna do when they call?

You're gonna do whatever the
hell they tell you to do when they call.

We're gonna make the drop
for you, and I promise you we will

- bring your son back safely.
- But...

- but...
- Mr. Sariniero, how about

you and I go grab some coffee?

Let the two of them get started.

You know, chances are Miguel's
probably already dead.

I know, and I feel bad
lying to his dad, but...

- But you were just protecting him.
- Yeah.

I mean, these Bellamys have to
know that Balzan is dead,

and that their prints
are all over that safe house.

They don't know we have them ID'd

- for the Brooklyn homicide.
- Right, so if we put that,

plus their faces, out on the media,

then maybe they'll get scared,
hunker down wherever they are.

If Miguel's still alive,
it could make him more valuable,

- buy us some more time.
- That's true.

We got patrol units all over
the city looking for that van,

we should get that ransom video
out there as well.

- Okay.
- Hey.

You look like you've been
carrying the weight of the world

on your shoulders since you got to town.

Are you gonna tell me what's going on?

[phone vibrates]

Reagan.

Okay. Great. They may have found
the van in the South End.

- I'll go grab Lena.
- Okay, I'll grab the car.

And, hey.

We'll continue this conversation, okay?

[knocking]

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

No. No, please come in.

- Superintendent Silver, is it?
- Sarah.

- All right.
- Yeah.

How you feeling?

Oh, this'll heal.

Not sure my heart ever will.

But you didn't come here
to ask me how I'm doing.

No. I came to ask you
a few questions about Nadine.

- Well, your detectives already did that.
- I wanted to speak with you myself.

I'm confused. Why?

Because the life of a


and I want to make sure we get it right.

I see what this is.

And I'm offended that
my integrity is being questioned

- yet again.
- I don't mean to offend.

My daughter is a sociopath.

That is her clinical diagnosis.

She has no empathy, she has no
conscience, no regard for others.

She has this ability to create these...

these complex, very believable lies.

Why this lie?

'Cause she's 15. She's smarter now.

She always knows what to say.

For the past year and a half,

I've been sleeping
with one eye open, wondering...

how and when she's gonna attack me again,

or God forbid, hurt another one
of my family members.

And the worst part is no one can help us.

I love my daughter.

And I would never lay a hand on her.

And I don't care
if you believe that or not,

so you just get the hell
out of here and leave me alone.

I'm sorry.

I have a 15-year-old at
home, and I had to be sure.

The beginning of the end
was Nadine's eighth birthday.

We got her a kitten,
thinking that it would help her

care for...

another living thing.

And, uh...

...the next morning, the kitten was dead.

She strangled it because...

[sniffles]

...it scratched her.

I am so sorry for all of this.

You take care now.

You too.

Phoebe, I need you to send me

that podcast you were listening to.

The one about the single mother

who had the kid who strangled the cat.

I'll explain later.

What do we got, Ray-Ray?

Uh, we searched the house.
Nobody's been in there for a while.

Looks like the van was just dumped here.

Anybody search the van?

No. No, we figured
we'd wait for CSRU.

DANNY: We don't have time to
wait for CSRU. Let's move that tarp.

- Yeah.
- Come on.

- Probably still holding Miguel.
- Let's hope so.

All right, well, let's see
what this van can tell us.

Want to give me a boost, Brooklyn?

- All right.
- I appreciate you.

Get up there, Beantown.

Hey, take a pic, run the VIN.

Text me the info
as soon as you get it, okay?

Right away, ma'am.

- Here's my card.
- Ah, thank you.

Right away.

- This was loose on the dash.
- Huh.

Looks like they cleaned out
the van before they dumped it.

Not exactly.

- Tag job.
- Tag job.

Heard of the term before,
but what's a tag job?

Well, the VIN plate
that you popped from the dash...

it's gonna come back to a van
exactly like this one [phone vibrates]

that was totaled in an accident
and sent to a salvage yard.

BAEZ: I just got his text. It was sent

to Five Brothers Salvage in Revere.

Then it was re-registered to
Garrett Bellamy two months ago.

Well, the only thing left
of Garrett Bellamy's van

is this VIN plate, which does not match

the VIN plate in this van.

You know the noise
in the background of that ransom video...

- that crunching sound?
- Mm-hmm.

These kids steal cars and chop
'em up for a living. Is it possible

they're holding him at the salvage yard?

It's not far from where the Bellamys
were collared last year in Revere.

That's right. Well, Miguel's
running out of time, we got nothing else.

Let's go see.

Hey, Seth.
Everything okay?

- Yes.
- Thank you, Laura.

Uh, and no.

Uh, first, I want to let you know that
I will not be covering the crime beat

for the Dispatch after today.

- Uh, they found someone else to fill in.
- Wow. Now I'm the one who feels bad.

Please don't. It's not my thing.

I prefer bad guys with briefcases.

[chuckles] Besides, there is no
job on this planet worth more to me

than my relationship with
your daughter or your family.

Well, my job is getting
more political every day,

so our paths may cross again.

I will probably recuse myself.

I'd be disappointed if you did.

Be careful what you wish for.

- [both laugh]
- Um...

Mae, there is still
one more thing that

I need to talk to you about, and

- it-it's why I'm actually here.
- I'm sorry,

but I've got to get home,
help the caterers with Dad's party.

- I'm already running late.
- No, no, no.

I'm... I'm so sorry, but this
can't wait. It's important.

It involves Ben.

Okay, walk with me.

Hey. What's up?

You wanted to see us?
You know we got

- Grandpa's party tonight, right?
- We may not make it.

Why, what's going on?

That voice inside Jonah's head was right,

and Nadine's complaint to you guys
is just probable cause enough

for a warrant to search
that house one more time.

Set?

- LENA: Mm-hmm.
- Let's go.

Careful up here.

[g*nsh*t]

Take cover!

OFFICER: Look out, look out!

Hang on, hang on!

Officer down!

Come on, get him out of there!

I got him. I got him.

All right, hold your fire.

There might be hostages.
Hold your fire.

Everybody okay?

CHRISTIAN: Back off or the kid dies!

OFFICER 2 [in distance]:
I got eyes on him!

What is it?

There's a flashbang over there.
I can get to it.

Danny, don't even think about it.

You always get that look on your face

- when you're about to do something crazy.
- She's good.

[g*nf*re]

- Okay, watch your step.
- Thanks.

Yup.

There's only one reason
you'd need a latch on the inside.

Hey, Jonah, you look over there.
We'll start here.

We have a warrant to search
every inch of this house.

Party or no party, we don't leave
until we find what we are looking for.

[g*nf*re]

CHRISTIAN:
You got ten seconds to fall back

or the kid loses a kneecap.

Look, I got this. All right?
Give me cover and fire

- over the roof.
- Danny, no.

On three. I got this.

One, two, three.

On the ground!
Hands up.

Keep your hands up.
Come here.

- You guys clear?
- Clear.

- All right.
- We're good.

Hold it.
Weapons check. Clear.

OFFICER: You all right?

JONAH: It's got to be
in the attic somewhere.

There's no way that
he takes it out of here.

Could be in a different
hidden trap in the house.

Or somewhere his wife and police
would never look.

We got you. You're safe.

Can you stand?

Where's my dad?

Is he okay?
Is he safe?

- Your dad is fine.
- He'll be much better after he sees you.

Let's get you out of here.

SEAN: Hey, what are you doing?

We already looked over there.

Looking someplace
no one else would look.

[items rattling]

Clear off the table.

[laughing]
TREY: [laughs] What...

Oh, for God's sakes, what now?

WOMAN: We gave her a kitten, thinking

it would help her to care
for another living thing.

The next morning, the kitten was dead.

She told us she strangled it
because it scratched her.

You stole that story from a podcast.

I talked to your wife.

You never had a kitten and
Nadine never strangled it.

I checked your old statements, you
always had a plausible and tragic story.

Believable because they were true.

They just didn't happen to you.

We found your little
treasure chest in the attic.

Nadine had to sleep with one eye open.

[cuffs click]
You're the sociopath.

You're the crazy one.

And you're under arrest,
you sick son of a b*tch.

Katie. Katie.

I'm so sorry, baby.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

["No Distance [Between You & Me]"
[by Ural Thomas & The Pain]

♪ You can walk down any street... ♪

All right, here we go.

Yeah, just get 'em in.

[indistinct chatter]

Okay, everybody, they're here.

Quiet. They're-they're here.
They're here.

Okay, okay, okay.

Shh. Can you put the rest
of the candles in the cake, please?

I got the lights. I got it.

Ready?

[lock clicks]

You know?

[laughs]
Yeah.

Ah.

All: Surprise!

[laughing, cheering]

Oh, my goodness.

There goes my 9:00 bedtime.

Come on, speech.

- Speech!
- Speech! Speech!

Well, you know,
when you reach my age,

you begin to take account
of life's blessings.

I don't have to look too far to see mine.

They're all right here in front of me.

Grandpa got some news
from the cardiologist today.

There will be plenty

of Shabbat dinners
and birthdays in his future.

EDWIN: Yeah, well, I'll have to

have a minor outpatient procedure, but

praise God, I'm-I'm gonna be just fine.

I... I am truly a blessed man.

I realize that every day
on this Earth is a gift.

And your family, people
in your life who love you,

are the reasons to
keep unwrapping that gift.

- Hm.
- LENA: Oh, we love you.

- We love you so much, Grandpa.
- Oh, love you too.

Happy birthday.

Now let's get this party started.

SARAH: Yes. Let's go.

MAE: Oh, wait, wait, wait.
Just one-one second.

We do have something else
to celebrate tonight.

[gasps]

Oh!

- Wow.
- SETH: Sarah.

You came into my life
when I needed you most

and I expected it the least.

And every day that

we are together,
my love for you just grows.

The way that you've bonded with Phoebe,

and how the people
in this room have made us

feel like family...
it's a blessing.

There is no one else on this earth

that I would rather spend the
rest of my life with than you.

Will you...

Yes.

Sorry. S-Say the thing.

Will you marry me?

Yes.

[cheering, applause]
Yay.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Is this...

MAE: It's yours now.

Your dad would have
wanted you to have it.

Come here.

[laughing]

Come, come, come.

JONAH: Get in here.

[overlapping chatter]

["Better Man" by Sekou playing]

♪ I find it hard ♪

♪ To talk to myself ♪

♪ I was afraid... ♪

- What's the matter?
- I'm sorry.

It just hit me all at once.
Sarah was so happy.

And Mae, it just...

it just made me think of my mom.

Those are good things.

What's the problem?

My mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer's.

♪ It was real... ♪

I'm so sorry.

She can't be alone anymore,

and I am the only one
that can take her in.

I just can't leave her, Danny.

I would never ask you to leave her.

- How severe is it?
- Right now, there are more good days

than bad days, but

I don't know how many good days
I have left with her.

Well, you're gonna be there
for every single one of them.

I love you.

♪ I had to learn... ♪

And I want a life with you.
I just...

I don't know how we can do this.

It's easy.

- I'm coming back home.
- No, no.

- Ye...
- I cannot let you

- do that. Your life is here now.
- But, Maria...

But mine is in New York.

That can't change.

What about our love for each other?

♪ I find it hard... ♪

- That can't change either.
- Can't it?

♪ To figure it out... ♪

There are days I can see

in my mom's eyes
that she doesn't know me.

I need the last time she
remembers me to be a good day.

I know.

And you, Danny, if what
we have goes away...

What are you telling me?

Maybe we should just say goodbye
to each other while we still

love each other.

We don't have to ever remember a bad day.

♪ A better man... ♪

[crying]

I love you.

♪ To figure it out ♪

♪ I gave it my all ♪

♪ Without a doubt. ♪


KIDS:
The Brandons.