Blue Bloods (2010–…): Season 4, Episode 4 - The Truth About Lying - full transcript

Give me your tired,

your poor, your huddled...

Masses. Huddled masses.

Yearning to breathe free.
Come on.

Your huddled masses,
yearning to breathe free.

Exactly.

The wretched...

The wretched...

The wretched refuse
of your teeming shores.

Jack, you're supposed
to know this by now.

It's too hard.



Why do I have to
learn some stupid poem

on a stupid statue anyway?

Watch your language!

You should get a time out.

Sean.
Sorry.

What's the point?

I'll never need to
know this in real life.

Yes, you will.
How?

Say I want to be a doctor.
You really think

knowing this poem's gonna
help me save someone's life?

In a matter

of speaking, yes.

Right?

Right. I was just excited



to hear him say
he wanted to be a doctor.

Danny.

Let me delay her
for ten minutes.

She can sit outside
and cool her heels.

Why?

Message sent.

You run the NYPD.

You don't have a lot of time
for this nannying nonsense.

She's gonna be smarter
than that, Garrett.

Then, let me at least
bring the chiefs up.

She can face down
a full house.

She is the duly-appointed
inspector general, Garrett.

Not some accomplice
we're trying to flip.

All right, how do you
want this to go down?

How do I want it to go?

Seriously?

Okay, okay.

Some activist judge rules

that highly-effective
NYPD policy is infringing

on the citizens' civil rights,
so then,

he goes to his buddies
at Dewey, Cheatem and Howe,

and says, "How would you like
to bill the city

"for a couple million a year

"by appointing one
of your attorneys

to be inspector general
to fix what isn't broke."

It didn't exactly
go down like that.

That's exactly how it went down!

And nowhere in that process
did anybody ever say to me,

"Hey, Frank,
how'd you like it to go?"

Okay.
So, it's a little late

to be asking me now!

Show her in!

Miss Peterson.

Commissioner Reagan, Inspector
General Kelly Peterson.

Kelly, please.

Frank. Welcome
to One Police Plaza.

Thank you for
seeing me.

Excuse me.

So, congratulations.

Look, I won't insult you
by saying

I know what you probably
think of me.

I think you just did.

No. No, no.

That was an olive branch.

Well, I've never met you,
so I have no opinion of you.

Oh, but you do of my position.

You've been broadcasting
your feelings about it

ever since the judge ruled.
Yes,

but that was before
I met the actual person

behind the title.

Miss Peterson...

we're not going
to be colleagues or teammates

or whatever hope they dangled
to get you to take the job.

Before I joined the firm,

I was the Essex County
prosecutor.

I know that.

Which should
tell you

that I have enormous respect
for law enforcement.

Just not the NYPD.

Especially the NYPD.

Then why did you take this job?

Because I'd heard
their commissioner was a fair

and honest man
who wanted the best

for his department.

You heard right.

But you're going about it
the wrong way.

I'm not good at small talk,
either.

I just thought
we should meet

face-to-face.

And so we have.

Of course, if we
were face-to-face,

I'd have to climb
up on that desk.

But this will do.

Thank you for coming.

You have a good day.

I'll see myself out.

Move it!

Move!

Out of the way!
Hey, man.

Watch out.

Drop it, or I'll shoot!

Reagan!

Reagan?

Jamie?!

Eddie!

Get on your feet.

Look what I got.

Get off me!

Let go!

Her name was Amy Lin.

She was just
15 years old.

She's just a kid. Unbelievable.

This all you guys got?

No other security cameras?

It's the only one
in the station.

But you were working
the token booth, right?

Yeah.
Well, did you see anything?

You hear anything? A cry for help?
No, man.

I was listening
to the Knick game, you know.

I mean, listen. The motorman
blew the long and the short,

and I knew something was up,
but by the time I ran out there,

it was... it was too late.

And you didn't see
the guy at all?

No. Just-just his back as he was
running out of the exit.

The end of the platform.

Okay, did he have any

outstanding
identifying features?

A scar, a tattoo, any
clothes that stuck out?

No, but... I think
I recognize the guy.

So, you knew the guy?

No, no, no, no.
I didn't know him, know him.

He was just some guy who used
to hang out in the station.

Used to?

Yeah, look,
the guy got

real mental problems,
so I figured

maybe they sent him away,
or something happened to him,

but I guess he's back.

What kind of mental problems?
Look,

I'm not a doctor, but the dude
had real problems in the head.

You know, he would be
all mellow and calm, and then,

all of a sudden, just snap,

he'd flip out and go crazy.

Crazy how?

You know, he'd, like,
yell at people,

get in their faces,
be abusive.

You know, a real nut.

Okay.

Did this nut have a name?

Not a real name,

but people in the hood
called him the Hulk.

The Hulk?

Yeah, the Hulk.

On account of

when he got angry?

Exactly.

Great.

Wonder if he turned green, too.

♪ Blue Bloods 4x04 ♪
The Truth About Lying
Original Air Date on October 18, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Tell us what
happened.

Unfortunately,
we don't know yet, ma'am.

It appears your daughter was

in some kind of struggle

before she was shoved
from the platform.

Who is this man
who pushed her?

Why would he want
to hurt our Amy?

It's too early in
the investigation to know yet.

I wish I could bring
your daughter back, but I can't.

I can't even promise you

that I'm gonna find the animal
who did this.

But if he is gettable,

I will get him.

Actions... triumph...

words.

Please, forgive my father.

He's old world.

He doesn't mean any offense.

David!

None taken.

Yeah.

I ran a nickname check
on the Hulk and got a hit.

Last known was
a homeless shelter

near that subway station.

You're kidding me.

All right, text me an address.

I'll meet you there.

We were responding
to a radio run

and we got a description

of a male white wearing
an orange T-shirt,

wanted for grand larceny.

Wanted for a phone snatch.

We saw a man

fitting that description,
we called him over to us.

At which point he fled.

We both gave chase.

And my pursuit was halted when
I collided with a pedestrian.

But Officer Janko's
continued on foot.

I pursued him into an alley

where he took several swings
at me with a pipe.

I drew my weapon,
ordered him to stop.

He threw the pipe at me,
and then took off again.

Were you injured?

I ducked.

And then chased him
down an alley

where I was able to tackle him

and place him
under arrest.

Did you recover any property?

I retrieved
the stolen smartphone

from the defendant's back pocket

after I placed him under arrest.

Okay.

Sign here.

We'll hear

what the defense has to say,

but this looks
pretty cut-and-dry.

Congrats on your first felony
arrest, Officer Janko.

Huh, hey, thanks.

We have a problem.

A concerned citizen
e-mailed this

to my office, thinking Officer
Janko used excessive force.

The perp swung a pipe at a cop.

He's lucky she didn't shoot him.

The DA's office does not
have a problem with the level

of force
the arresting officer used

in making the arrest.

There's something else.

I triple checked it myself.

Officer Janko told my ADA
that she retrieved

the stolen cell phone

from the pocket
of the defendant.

That's not what she did.
At the very least,

we need to drop this case.

You asking me or telling me?

The Manhattan District
Attorney's Office

is declining to prosecute.

You're gonna prosecute her
on perjury charges.

Not at this time.

But our office
is hoping

a complete and thorough
investigation will be conducted.

You know I will.

Your boss know you're here?

No.

You talk to Jamie?

I can't.

The DA wants her shield.

He's taking this

to the inspector general.

He's going over my head?

He's not going over your head.

It's policy now.

I'm gonna talk

to the head honcho. Look around,
see if you can't spot our Hulk.

Copy that.

Ma'am?

You run this place?

More like it runs me,

but, yes, I suppose.

Jeane Richards.

I'm Detective Reagan.

Do you recognize this man?

Oh. Sure.

That's Bernard.

Bernard. Does Bernard have
a last name?

Bernard Goodman.

He used to be one
of our regulars here,

but we haven't seen him
in quite some time.

I hope he's okay.

We believe he pushed
a 15-year-old girl to her death

on the subway tracks last night.

Oh, no. That's not possible.

Bernard would never do
anything like that.

Are you aware that people
in the neighborhood

refer to him as Hulk?
Unfortunately

some people who don't understand
the mentally ill

resort to vicious name-calling.

Okay, well, apparently
they call him that

because when he loses
his temper,

he turns
into a whole new person.

Detective, I think most people
turn into another person

when they get angry.

Most people don't push
15 year olds into F trains.

Bernard would never do that.

I have a video
that says otherwise.

Would you like
to take a look at it?

No, I don't believe I would.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Nothing?

No, nothing but limo
liberalism run amuck.

How about you?

The blonde over there
in the corner?

She was clocking
your convo pretty hard.

You mean the one
that's suddenly making a beeline

for the exit?
Yeah.

Let's stay on her,
maybe she'll lead us to Hulk.

Reagan, can we talk?

You heard Sergeant Renzulli.

You're the subject of an
official investigation.

We shouldn't be
talking about this.

You're my partner.

I need to tell you
what happened.

No, you don't. You need to talk

to your lawyer only-- that's it.

Jamie, please, let me explain.

No, you got to keep your head
down and your mouth shut.

Oh, oh, so that's
how it is, huh?

Okay.

Partner gets jammed up,
you run for the hills?

You got jammed up?

Eddie, I was sitting
right next to you

when you lied to the DA.

What makes you think

IA isn't gonna come
swooping down on me?

You're fine.

No one's going to come after

the commissioner's son.

Think you're so smart, right?

A hundred hours on the job,
you got it all figured out?

Jamie, I didn't mean that.

Yeah, you did-- you think I get
a pass because of my old man.

And you're dead wrong.

If anything it puts
a target on my back.

And you just made it bigger.

Jamie, Jamie, I'm sorry.

I was out of line.

I'm just confused and scared,

and I-I don't know what to do.

Head down,

Mouth shut.

She's heading under the bridge.

There's a homeless
community under there.

They'll make us
as cops in a second.

I know.

I'll take the south side. You
keep up the tail on Blondie.

If she leads you to Bernard,
flush him out to me.

Well,

well, well,
what do we have here?

Y-You looking

for a place to crash,
pretty young thing?

No, I'm fine.

Damn straight, you fine.

You real fine.
Hey.

Hey! What the hell?!

Police! Don't move!

Look out.

You have the right
to remain unconscious.

I think we're gonna need
a bigger car.

Okay, I'm gonna explain this
one more time, Bernard.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you can't afford one, one
will be provided for you.

I didn't do anything wrong.

I'm sure you didn't do
anything wrong, Hulk.

A little bit

of a temper on you there,
huh, Hulk?

Don't call me that.

Says here you're supposed to be
in the state hospital.

When did you get out?

Okay, when did you stop
taking your meds?

I don't remember.

Do you remember why I want
to talk to you, Bernard?

No.

No? Well, let's see
if I can't refresh your memory,

okay?

You see
that picture?

Is that you?

I think so.

You think so? I think so, too.

And what about this?

Do you remember this girl?

Yeah?

What do you remember
about her, Bernard?

She was nice.

She was nice.

Do you remember

what you did to this nice girl,
Bernard?

I didn't do anything to her.

Yes, you did.

No, I didn't.

Yes, you did.

Look at me, Bernard.

You hurt this nice girl.

No, I didn't.
Yes, you did.

I liked her. I...
You pushed her on the tracks

She was nice to me!
in front of a train

and you killed her.
No, I didn't!

Look at the picture.

Look at it! Right there.

That's what you did to her, Bernard.
That's not what happened!

Yes, you did.
That's not what happened!

Yes, it is what happened.
You pushed her

in front of a train, Bernard.
That's not what happened!

I was trying to help her!

You weren't trying to
help her! You killed her!

I didn't kill her!

The hell happened?

This guy went crazy.

Gonna be okay.

We're missing something.

We're not gonna hurt you.
You're okay here.

We got to take another look
at that surveillance video.

Calm down.
It's gonna be okay.

I'd like the Salad
Nicoise, no egg

and a side of frites.
Very good.

That sounds good.
I'll have the same.

Yes, sir.

Look, we agreed
on something.

But don't blink
or you missed it.

You're probably wondering
why I invited you to lunch.

Last night...

couldn't sleep.
You know what that's like.

You have nights
like that. Anyway,

I'm flipping
through the channels

and on comes
Bridge on the River Kwai.

Oh. Masterpiece.

Yes. With those great scenes
with Alec Guinness

and Sessue Hayakawa, the P.O.W.

and the concentration
camp commander,

and even though Hayakawa is
his enemy, Guinness decides...

Colonel Nicholson was
the character's name, I think.

That's very good.

Well...
Anyway, Guinness decides

to build his enemy
the best bridge he can,

out of pride,
a sense of legacy...

A greater purpose.

He compromised his men
and his command.

It drove him to madness,
and it cost him his life.

You asked me
to have lunch

because you want
to fire Officer Janko

and you want me
to sign off on it.

She's guilty, Frank,
and you know it.

Mm. Not in any real sense.

But... she does make
a terrific sacrificial lamb.

With the added bonus
that you would know

that she is my son
Jamison's partner

and that I am
known hopefully

for avoiding any appearance
of favoritism

where my family is concerned.

She's low-hanging fruit.

I show my title has teeth
and you get to be a team player.

If you say "win-win,"
I'll never return another call.

It's an opportunity.

I've had

to fire other officers.

I've never considered it
an opportunity.

The answer is no,
and it's not changing.

If that's my cue to leave,
I'm staying.

So am I.

Well, then?

Small talk.

We can try.

Ladies first.

There.

Right there.
Play it back again.

There.

Did you see that?

Reagan, you're losing it.
All I saw was him push her.

Hold on, hold on.

Look close.

He's not pushing her.
She's pushing him.

What?
Wa-Watch, watch.

All right, look. See?
She stomps on his foot.

She pushes off. He's still
trying to hold on to her.

But she's pushing
off him.

He was forced to let her go.

Oh, my God.
I don't think

he was trying to kill her.
He was trying to save her.

Suicide?

You Detective Reagan?
Yeah.

I called.
Is this the vic's belongings?

Sign here.

You called just in time.

I was about to forward this
to the family.

Oh, lucky for us.

Here you go.

Anything?

No suicide
note, Reagan.

There's got
to be something here.

Hold on.

It's right here.

Written but unsent.

"Dear Mom and Dad,
I can not endure this agonizing

"pain any longer.

"I love you all.
Forgive me.

Amy."

Detective, thank you

for sharing this with us.

We are very appreciative.

Now, if

you'll excuse me.

Mr. Lin doesn't know Amy's pain.

I wonder if you do.

My husband and I
share everything.

I know nothing more than him.

My wife
and I share everything, too,

but I know she's the mom
to my two boys,

and there are things
that they will tell her

that they won't tell me.

Things that a child

will only tell their mother.

You understand?

Amy was having problems
at school.

Someone was saying
terrible things about her.

What kind of things?

Horrible, vicious, hateful lies.

Do you know who this person was?
Do you have a name?

They are a coward who hide
behind a computer screen.

A cyber bully?

Mrs. Lin, do you know

where I can read these things
that this person wrote?

This was Amy's.

I want her report sent out
to me immediately.

The Inspector General, Dad?

She's recommending
Janko's termination.

Surprise, surprise.

Your partner

was given the opportunity
to recant her story,

but she refused.

She's been on the job a month.
She's scared.

She also lied to the
district attorney's office.

Don't do the crime if you can't
do the time. Right, Gramps?

Sorry, kiddo, but what she did
is not a crime in my book.

You're not advocating
lying, are you, Grandpa?

You're damn right I am.

We can lie?

No, you can't.

Right?

No, you can't lie.

But Officer Janko didn't lie.

She said that she

removed that phone
from his back pocket

- when, in fact, she recovered it...
- Come on.

...from the ground
a few feet away.

Come on, that punk
not only stole a phone,

but tried to hit
a cop with a pipe.

There is a difference

between truth and fact.

And the truth is, your
Uncle Jamie's partner

took a bad guy off
the street, period.

No matter what the cost?

No matter the
cost. Look,

sometimes a cop's got

to take some liberties.
Oh, some liberties?

Call it what you want--
latitude, making a call.

That's right. Cops don't

take leeway,
then there'd be twice

as many bad guys
running around on the streets.

Care to define exactly where
that line is, Detective Reagan?

- No, I don't care to define anything.
- An experienced cop knows

when he can...
and when he can't.

Jamie Reagan!

Come on, Erin.

It happens every day,
and you know it.

Just because it happens
doesn't make it right.

You actually
agree with them?

A couple of years ago,
maybe not,

but after being
in the streets every day,

it's not always black and white.

Yeah, you see that?

Even Harvard Law agrees

that sometimes the ends
justify the means.

Exactly. If I'm still

a PC, I buy the lady cop
a steak dinner.

Well, let's give thanks

today that you are not
and Dad is.

Want to shine some
light here, Dad?

I'm five years on the job,

and I see a male white coming
down 1-2-5 toward Lex.

I don't like what I see, but I
can't tell you exactly why.

Just instinct kicking in.

So, I toss him,
come up with a gun.

Traces back to two dead bodies.

So, on the stand,

I testify
that I stopped the defendant

after observing him
put his hand

on what appeared
to be the butt of a gun.

And he went for the full 20.

As a cop

and as a man,

I sleep just fine on that score.

"You're a filthy whore.

Everyone knows you're a skank"?

What the hell kind
of Web site is this?

Gilbert's the name
of Amy's high school.

You can do the math.

Is this what it's like for
teenagers out there today?

Afraid so.

And my Jack's gonna be 13
this year.

Oh, good luck with that.

Detective Reagan?
Yeah.

We got some information
on the person

who posted the comments
in question.

What is it?
We were able to trace

the poster's IP.

It originated
from an address in Queens.

Same neighborhood as Amy.

Thanks. Run a reverse directory
on that, see what pops.

Melissa and Richard Clarke.

Any kids?

15-year-old daughter, Stacey,

a sophomore...
at Gilbert High School.

Let's go.

You sure you should
be doing that?

You gonna arrest me?

You're firing Officer Janko.

Shouldn't I?

Not for me to say.

But you got an opinion.

The statement that she gave
the DA's office didn't match up

with what was on the video.

So you agree with
the inspector general?

Not at all.

Because?

I don't know.

It just doesn't add up.

I mean, I've been riding
in the car with her

for a while now, and I just...

I can't see her flat out lying
about something like this.

Jamie, I went back
over her testimony.

She had five chances to
recant, and she wouldn't,

even though it might
have saved her job.

I-I think she stuck to her story

because she still
believes it to be true.

So do I.

She's being accused

of lying when, in fact,

she believes she's
telling the truth.

Her brain blocked
out everything

except what she needed
to do to survive.

Her head was
playing tricks on her.

It was a mistake of the
mind, not of the heart.

Good afternoon.

Mrs. Clarke?

That's right.

Detective Reagan,
this is Detective Baez.

Are you Stacey's mom?

Yes. Is everything okay?

We have a warrant
to seize any and all computers

you may have on the premises.

Excuse me?

Sorry for the
intrusion, ma'am.

This shouldn't
take long.

What... what is
going on here?

Ma'am, we believe
your daughter Stacey

may have been harassing
another student online.

That's not possible.
Stacey's a good girl.

She would never do anything
like that.

Is your daughter
Stacey home?

I'd like to ask her
a few questions.

No, absolutely not.

Mrs. Clarke,
this harassment

led your daughter's classmate
to take her own life

by jumping in front of a train
the other day.

Oh, my God.

This is about that?

Did your daughter know Amy Lin?

No, not that I know of, but...

But what?

I shouldn't be
telling you this, but...

Stacey hasn't left her room

since the school told us
what happened to that poor girl.

You know, it's really important

that we ask her a few questions.

You found the place.

Kind of sorry I did.

What are we doing here?

Kelly, I'm willing to sign off

on your recommendation
to terminate Officer Janko.

On one condition.

You realize I don't
need you to sign off.

I do. And you realize

your new job gets real hard,
real fast if I don't.

Fair enough.
What's the condition?

When you had a carry permit
in Newark,

it was for a Glock,
as is your permit here.

Are you proposing a duel, Frank?

No. An NYPD training exercise.

What's your point?

If you're gonna pass that kind
of judgment on someone,

you damn sure better first walk
a mile in that person's shoes.

I-I didn't write these things.

I would never write
those things about anyone,

especially not Amy.

You know, your mom says
you've been pretty upset

since Amy killed herself. Why?

One of our classmates
killed themself.

Everyone at school
is traumatized.

I understand that, but
our techs traced the posts

in question to a
computer in this house.

Can you explain that?

I can't,
but that doesn't mean I did it.

Stacey, I know
that you're afraid,

but I can only help you
if you tell me the truth.

I am telling you the truth.

My partner is in your bedroom
right now,

going through your computers.

Are you telling me that
she's not gonna uncover

something you're trying to hide?

'Cause you know
what I think.

I think the reason you're upset
is because you feel guilty.

Because you wrote all
those terrible things

and now you hate yourself

because that's
what drove Amy

to those tracks the other night.

Detective...
Is that right?

No.
Stacey...

I didn't write those things!

Well, you did something!
Yeah, I did! I did!

Detective, that's enough!
What did you do?

Well, what did you do?!

I loved her!

What?

I loved her.

That's what I did.

We were in love.
We'd been seeing each other

for the past three months.

Oh, my...
Someone at school

found out and then...

then Amy started
getting harassed.

Harassed by whom?

It doesn't matter.

No, it does matter.

I can't... I can't say.
Stacey, tell him

right now.
No! I...

I promised Amy.
And I am telling you

that Amy would want you to tell.
No,

she really wouldn't.
Danny,

you need to see this.

Somebody who knows his way
around a computer

put up a false IP
at this address.

We just found this
e-mail Amy sent to Stacey

a few hours before she jumped.

"My brother David and I just got
into a huge fight.

"He got so pissed when I told
him I knew it was him

"posting those awful
things about me.

"Now he's saying
that if I don't stop seeing you

"immediately, he's gonna tell
my parents everything about us.

"I don't know what to do.

No matter what
happens, I love you""

David was harassing
his own sister.

Yeah.

Why would he do
that to his sister?

Because loving me would bring
shame to the Lin family.

The ammunition was designed
specifically for this exercise,

but the weapon functions exactly
like your Glock.

I used the Jersey State
Trooper's simulator

when I first learned to shoot.

Oh, good.

This is not that.

I know my way around a drill.

You're feeling confident--
that's good, too.

All right.

The warrant
you're serving

is for the owner of this house.

You do not know who is inside
or if anyone is armed.

I would love to go in
with you as your backup,

but Officer Janko walked down
that alley alone.

Police.

Go.

Three out of four ain't bad.

I'm still dead.

Even dead, she keeps talking.

I got to say,
that was incredible.

What an adrenalin rush.

Yes, it is.

I have some questions.

What color shirt

was the first assailant wearing?

Uh... blue.

Red.

And what kind
of weapon

was the third perp carrying?

A Glock, same as me.

Actually, it was a knife.

No.
I saw it.

It was a Glock.

Officer Harvey?

How many times

did you fire?

Seven. No...

Eight.

You emptied your weapon.
16 shots.

Uh, I...

It's funny how your mind
can play tricks on you

when your life's on the line.

Police!

Open up!

Detective, what is going on?

We need to speak to David,
ma'am.

Now.

Uh, yes, please.

David?

Why? What is happening?

Father, what's...

Don't move, David.
We need to talk to you.

Stay back!

David, stop.

Listen to me.
Put the knife down.

What is the meaning of this?

You put that knife down
right this minute!

Put the knife down!
Listen to your father,

David!
Shut up!

Get 'em out of here, Baez.

We need to step outside.
This is my house.

Shut up!
Let's go!

Outside!

I know you're in a lot of pain.

But this isn't gonna make it
any better.

It's only gonna make it worse.

Look, I never meant to hurt Amy.

I loved her.

I just wanted to help her,
you know?

I just wanted to save her.

You were afraid of what
your father was gonna do, right?

I did everything
I could.

All it did was...

I drove her to those tracks.

No. No,
you didn't.

You just tried to help.

Don't do this.

My father would've wanted it
this way.

No, he would not.
Listen to me.

Listen to me.
I lost a brother, too.

And I blame myself for it
all the time.

All the time.

The only thing that hurts worse
than the pain I feel

is the pain I see in my
father's eyes every single day.

There's only one thing
that can make that pain

go away.

That's his other children.

That's us. That's me and you.

You're in
that boat now.

Just like me.

So why don't you come on
and put that knife down?

Will you tell my parents
I love them.

Drop it.

No. No!

No!

Amy. No!
It's all right.

"Give me your tired, your poor,

"Your huddled masses yearning
to breathe free,

"The wretched refuse
of your teeming shore.

"Send these, the homeless,
tempest-tost

To me, I lift my lamp
beside the golden door."

That was
really good, Jack.

Yep. Proud of you, kid.

Now you two go pay your respects
at the World War II Memorial.

You got to memorize
every name up there.

What?
Seriously?

I'm kidding. Go.

Thanks for taking the
day off to be with us.

You know, it means a lot.
Yeah.

It's funny how it works.

These are the days the boys
will remember the most.

Yep.

Something bothering you?

Scored a tough case at work.

Want to talk about it?

We're lucky, you know.

I know.

I really do.

Good afternoon.

I've asked Police Commissioner
Reagan to stand with me today

because the report
you have just been handed

reflects our shared opinion.

Commissioner.

After careful review

of all the evidence,

the inspector general
and I agree that

Officer Edit Janko

shall remain
a New York City police officer.

It is the opinion of my office

that Officer Janko
exercised good judgment

and responsible procedure
in this matter

within the latitude we'd allow
any officer of the peace

under such extraordinarily
dangerous conditions.

And I'd like to thank
Commissioner Reagan

for his cooperation

and his acumen.

Thank you, Ms. Peterson.

While the
inspector general

and I are in complete agreement
about Officer Janko,

there is some blame
to go around here,

and it falls on me.

It is my job to make sure
our officers are trained

for any and all situations.

In this case,

our training failed
Officer Janko.

So I am ordering

additional
training

for all probationary officers.

Thank you for your time.

Commissioner, sir!
Commissioner Reagan!

Commissioner,
does this mean

you now support the position
of Inspector General?

Yes.

Today.

At this press conference.

On this matter.

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