Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 6, Episode 12 - 5:26 - full transcript

I won't let you down!
You can count on me!

Thank you!
Thank you so much!

Yes!

Yes!

Yes! Oh! Yes!

Life is good!
Oh, yeah!

Go, Lianne! Uh-huh!

Life is good!
Whoo!

This is terrible.
Oh, my god, Jane.

- Don't panic.
- Too late.

I need to see it again.



Wait, no.

Too much screen time
is bad for you.

Take a break.
Go cut open a body.

Okay, they said
your apartment burned down

- because of faulty wiring.
- They did.

- But this is arson.
- It was.

And you're not worried?

Somebody picked
my very good lock.

Look, if ...
if they wanted to hurt me,

they would have broken
in when I was home.

And these are the thoughts
that give you comfort?

- Yeah.
- So, what about the hacking?

Or the ... the damage to your credit

- or the accounts being closed?
- They are open again,



and I have a shiny, new credit card.

Maura...

Jane, someone burned
down your apartment!

Yes.
And then they told me about it.

Okay, so, what else are
they gonna tell you about?

Well, I don't know, Maura, but
I'm sure it's gonna be worse.

Isn't that what you're thinking?

'Cause that's what I'm thinking.

That's what I lay awake
thinking about every night!

Okay, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Jane.

I did not ... I did
not mean to upset you.

No, I'm already upset.

But I'm not gonna quit my job.
Then the bad guy wins.

This is just...
it's a horrible burden on you.

- I... I'm sure for Angela...
- No. No, no, no, no, no,

she can't know anything about this.

- Well, you have to tell her.
- No, I don't.

And neither do you.
And you're not going to.

That's why I'm showing you
this now so you can get ready.

- Well, I can't lie.
- Yes, you can.

That's the beauty of the new you.

- I can try.
- I have confidence in you.

Isles.

On my way.

Homicide.

Hey, h-hold the elevator!
I'll get my jacket!

- Well, you're not going anywhere.
- What?

Start pulling files of anybody
that may have a beef with you.

Okay, I can do that when we get back.

You put a lot of people away.
It'll be a big pile.

- Korsak, I don't need to ...
- Stop. Desk. Go.

6x12 - "5:26"

- This is interesting.
- Last thing I expected to hear here.

- What would you expect?
- Sad story.

Well, this is interesting and sad.

She's got track marks, but they're old.
Scars have healed.

It's possible she stopped
using some months ago.

What's that?

A tattoo of a butterfly.
Beautiful. And it's recent.

Junkie gets clean,
comes here, tries to start a new life.

Gets a hopeful tattoo,
falls off the wagon.

Well, it's a quick and violent death.

The foaming around the mouth
indicates a drug overdose,

probably from cocaine.

Well, she had plenty
of cash for a party.

There wasn't one, though.
There were no drugs, no paraphernalia.

And no cocaine residue around the nose.

Perhaps she was injecting someplace

the supervisors of the
halfway house wouldn't notice.

Hey, doc, could you give me an
estimate of the victim's shoe size?

7.

- That's a man's 12.
- Maybe he brought the party.

- Let's find out who was here.
- And not invite him to my party.

Almost done.

She said that half an hour ago.

Maybe I'll save time and write
out my 10-page paper by hand.

Can you do that when you're unconscious?

- Jane, I found something interesting.
- Yeah, me too.

People are impatient.

- What's all this?
- Uh, Korsak's having me print up

all the threatening
e-mails I've received.

- That's a lot.
- Yeah, and this is just from this year.

Trying to figure out
how to sort them ...

chronological order, type of threat...

overuse of block letters.

- When you're done, meet me in bric.
- Okay.

It's all yours.

What's going on?

I've been working on the video
your apartment arsonist sent.

- Ooh, does it end differently?
- Kind of.

Really?
Okay, I'm listening.

Digital cameras shoot raw images.

They're high-quality,
uncompressed files,

which the camera's software
edits into a standard frame.

That's what you see in the image viewer,
but the full image still exists.

If you can access the raw data,
you can see outside the frame.

Isn't that cheating?

Yeah. That's why it's fun.
Watch.

That's the standard image.

- Here's the raw.
- You're amazing.

Okay, run a search on
all arsonists with butterfly tattoos.

I already did. Nothing came up.

Okay, let's get this to
every local tattoo artist.

If we can find the artist, they
can lead us to the arsonist.

- Wait, is that Lianne Sampson?
- What?

Uh, the victim from the
scene I just came from.

She died of a drug overdose.

She had a tattoo of a
butterfly on her left wrist.

That's my murder victim.

No, that's my murder victim.

This threatening pile of
e-mails is all from women.

- There's no Lianne Sampson.
- Anything mention arson or hacking?

Maybe she used a different name.

I have a "you're dead, bitch."
"Dead" is spelled d-e-d.

I feel pretty good
about eliminating her.

Yeah. As a suspect or
a spelling-bee contestant.

Well, you don't need
to be a good speller

to burn something down.

No, but you do need
some degree of competence

if you're gonna hack
into all my accounts.

She could have hired
somebody to do that.

Yeah.

Lianne Sampson was
paroled two months ago

- for petty theft.
- Petty theft...

Lots of petty theft.

No, I've never had any
contact with this woman.

Throwaway kid in and out of group homes,
becomes a drug-addicted adult.

But she's been sober
for the last six months.

Not so sure about that.

Part of her parole was that
she was tested every week.

As of last Thursday, she was clean.

What's her connection to Jane?

- There is none.
- She burned down my apartment?

Yeah, there's that.
We'll keep looking.

- Okay.
- Maybe somebody hired her.

Would explain all the
cash in her apartment.

- A junkie will do a lot for 5 grand.
- Yeah. Yeah, I like that thinking.

- I mean, I don't like that thinking.
- I got it.

Okay.
Nina just cracked Lianne's phone.

Hey.

There are lots of
texts from a Tom Hobert.

- Every other word is "baby."
- So he was her boyfriend.

Oh, yeah.
There are months of these.

But they end four weeks ago.

Oh, right before she
torched my apartment.

Okay.
So, we need to talk to Mr. Hobert.

It's Maura.
Hi.

Okay, I'll be right down.

- We'll take care of Hobert.
- Okay, thanks.

- You have an address for this Hobert?
- Working on it.

You rang?
Ish.

I have a surprise for you.

Oh, no, Dr. Frankenstein,
you shouldn't have.

The fire inspector still had
your door in the evidence locker.

I was thinking about what you said

about having a very good
lock, so I brought it here,

and you did, and it was picked.

Well, they had to get in somehow.

- The teeth are even.
- They bumped my lock?

They struck the lock.
They withdrew. They repeated.

They struck again until all
of the tumblers were open.

This is a very sophisticated
lock-picking technique.

Which rules out a drug
addict with no B&E priors.

Yeah, but we're dealing with
someone smart and motivated, Jane.

- I'm worried about you.
- I'd worry about the person

- who bumped my lock when I find them.
- Jane...

Nobody bumps my lock, Maura.

- Thanks for coming.
- I'm kind of curious why

you didn't want Jane to know I was here.

I've drawn up a psychological profile

- on the person who's after her.
- The arsonist?

The person who hired the arsonist
and possibly the hacker.

- You've ruled out Lianne Sampson?
- Yes.

So, this individual has access to money.

They're very good at
manipulating people,

very smart, and very unpredictable.

- You think Jane's in danger?
- I think Jane needs a bodyguard,

which I will pay for myself.

- Have you told her that?
- No.

Look, Maura...

I understand your concern.
I share your concern.

Excellent. So, this is
the list of bodyguards

that come highly recommended.

They killed Lianne Sampson.

Yes, and Jane is my best
chance of finding them.

I'm not taking her out of commission.

That would be counterproductive.
Thank you.

- How did you meet Lianne?
- We started dating in rehab.

You're not supposed to
date people from rehab.

You're not supposed to step on a crack

'cause you'll break your
mother's break, but you do.

We were good together, you know?
She was an all-right chick.

- Then what?
- There was a new guy, some dick.

- But with money.
- Boyfriend?

- Lianne said she was working for him.
- You didn't believe her?

She wouldn't tell me what
she was doing for the money.

She wouldn't even tell me his name.

Did she tell you what he did or
how he looked or where he lived?

- No.
- Not a curious guy, are you?

Doesn't matter, all the details.
She was gonna start using again.

You know what you call
an ex-junkie with cash?

- A junkie.
- Hobert?

This was fun.
Let's not do it again.

- Hi, Ma. What's up?
- You tell me.

I do not have the time for this today.

- Something wrong?
- No, nothing's wrong. I'm just busy.

- Uh, y-you didn't call me.
- I'm sorry.

Uh, I-I didn't know that you called.

Oh.

Jane, you know what the silver cord is?

If I pull it, will you disappear
so I can go back to work?

Ah, you're funny, Jane.

No, it's the connection between
a mother and her child

- that's always there.
- Right.

Yes, I remember seeing
something about that on a show...

or a birthday card.

Mm. It lets a mother know when
there's trouble ... like now.

There's no trouble.

- No?
- No.

It's Maura.
It's important. I gotta go.

Yeah, sure.

Okay, I'll just worry
for the both of us.

- Okay.
- I love you.

I love you, too, Ma.

There were five balloons of cocaine

in Lianne Sampson's stomach.

- So she was a mule?
- Maybe.

No room for "maybe."

I took pictures of the balloons,
and I had them blown up.

- Unusual.
- All five balloons had

a perfectly cylindrical
puncture under the lip.

- So they were supposed to leak?
- Yes.

Well, there are easier,
less-expensive ways to kill someone.

It appears the person who killed
her doesn't care about money.

That's strange.
Especially for drug dealers.

Even stranger, there was a
sixth balloon with less cocaine,

- but it made room for the watch.
- "The watch"?

A small watch for a girl or a woman,
and the battery was removed.

- So it could be set for a specific time.
- 5:26.

Doesn't tell us much.

Well, it's within a half-hour
of my estimated time of death.

- It's clever, but still...
- There's also a date ... the 26th.

That's tomorrow.

And this is my watch.

We have until 5:26 P.M. tomorrow.

Finding whoever killed Lianne
Sampson is your first priority.

It's your only priority.

- This watch is a ticking clock.
- Non-ticking clock.

It's a message.

Whoever put this in
Lianne Sampson's stomach

wanted us to find it.
Nina?

Detective Rizzoli's
apartment burned down.

Then someone accessed her financials,
but they didn't steal anything.

They just used that
crime to send us a video,

which showed that the
apartment fire was arson.

Lianne Sampson is murdered,

and we're given a watch
with a time and a date.

Every piece of this,
we've been one step behind.

That stops right now.

Nobody goes home.
Nobody sleeps.

Every lead, every thought,
every whisper comes through me.

That clear?
Is that clear?

What the hell's going on?

I am not gonna be pushed out of
an investigation that involves me.

It's because it involves you
that you can't be involved.

That doesn't even make sense.

Look, I can't conduct an investigation
into whoever's targeting you

and keep you safe from
them at the same time!

- I never asked you to keep me safe!
- Well, you should!

This guy is willing
to kill an accomplice

just to leave a clue as
to what might happen next!

- Which could be anything!
- It's your watch, Jane!

Excuse me. We're in the middle
of something here, all right?

So is he.
Detective Jane Rizzoli,

this is your bodyguard.

- Boris Martin.
- Oh, come on!

Normally, a cop's in danger,
I put them in protective custody.

Whoever's targeting you ...
they're anticipating normal.

The department is
paying for a bodyguard?!

You have a bodyguard.
Focus on what's important.

- Nice to meet you.
- Take her home, Mr. Martin.

Oh, come on!

Really?

Hi, Gary.

Tell me about your living arrangements.

I, uh, live with my brother.
It's temporary.

Well, he'll have to move
till this is over.

Finally, some good news.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You okay?
- Yeah, fine.

Look, you don't have to
save Jane by yourself.

You didn't have to
pay for that bodyguard.

Tell me ... Tell me how the,
um, investigation's going.

Well, I-I questioned every
resident in that halfway house,

and it's just like the
scummy ex-boyfriend said.

Lianne Sampson had a new
guy, but no one's seen him.

He's a ghost, so dead end.

Oh, a-and the balloons
that you pulled out

- of Lianne's stomach...
- Mm-hmm?

...are from a shoe store that
closed down eight years ago.

I-I keep running
headfirst into a wall

and hoping the wall gives.

Well, you're doing
the best that you can.

That's not enough.
He could still get to Jane.

- No, he won't.
- Yeah, but he might.

I have to figure out
something else to do,

but I don't know what that is yet.

I don't know.

Maybe, um...
Maybe he's not a he.

Maybe.

Wait.
Yeah.

If that's true, there's one
place I haven't checked yet.

Thank you.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

What are you doing?

Uh, I was just cleaning
out the room for you.

Just one more trip, I should be done.

- Thank you?
- I can protect you better in there.

What, from light, from air?

Someone is trying to disrupt
your normal patterns of behavior ...

where you live, how
you spend, how you work.

In this apartment,

I can create a bulwark of
stability and predictability.

- Huh, just what I've always wanted.
- This will pass.

I'll make sure you're around
to achieve your dreams,

whatever those are.

- Thanks. I appreciate that.
- What are you doing?

I'm making my dreams
of a pizza a reality.

- It was thwarted earlier today.
- No deliveries.

- But I'm hungry.
- I'll cook.

- Pizza?
- Dreams die hard.

Frankie!

- Hiya, son.
- Hey, Ma.

- Mwah!
- Hey, I, uh... I got to go.

- I thought your shift was over?
- Something came up.

Something with Jane?

- I can't talk about it.
- Whoa.

- I do have a gun.
- So?

Ma... someone's after
Jane, but it's okay.

I'm on it. We're all on it.

- You all right?
- Uh... Yeah.

- Yeah, I-I'm okay.
- I gotta go.

There's nothing good in here.

Don't read the front page.
Go to sports.

I started with sports.
How's the pizza coming?

It's been over 15 minutes.
It should be free.

Grilled Moroccan chicken.

It smells like angels.

I hope you like it.
It was simple, really.

I found a chicken breast in the fridge

and combined some
spices from the pantry.

Mmm!
It tastes like...

I don't want to say that
I would eat an angel.

But if it tasted like this,
I could live with myself.

Thank you!

You're welcome.
I love to cook.

This job is so unpredictable
... the hours, the personalities.

I like the measured
predictability of cooking.

I like it, too ... very much.

Jane?

- Who is it?
- Very dangerous. Don't let her in.

- Jane?
- Who is it?

It's my mother.

Hello? Jane?
Who are you?!

I can't protect you.

Open up!

Hi. Come on in.
I'm Boris, a work friend of Jane's.

Hi. Angela Rizzoli.
Nice to meet ya.

- Hi, Ma!
- Hi.

I know you got that work thing going on,

so I just came to drop this off.

- I thought you might be hungry.
- Yes! We are.

- Thank you.
- It smells fantastic.

Lasagna ... my mother's recipe.

It'll make that six-pack into a five.

- I'm in. I like her.
- Oh, I-I do, too.

Ah, so, I-I'm sure you ...
you have a few questions.

About what?

Oh, about that secret
work-operation thing?

N-No, I've learned
it's none of my business.

R-Really?
Well, um, 'cause ...

- 'cause, you know, everything's fine.
- Oh, well, I figured.

Oh. Yeah, um, you good?

- Good.
- She's good?

- Great.
- Everything's good!

Okay, so, you can put that in the fridge
and heat that up later, and

- Jane?
- Hmm?

It'll go very nicely with
a glass of red wine...

- and don't forget the napkins.
- Yes, ma'am.

- Can't wait to try the lasagna.
- Yeah, good.

Boris, "work friend of Jane"

if something happens to my
daughter, I'll kill you dead.

Now, give a kiss to mama.
Give it up.

- Is she gone?
- Yeah.

She really is something,
though, isn't she?

- Yes, she is.
- Uh-huh.

- You didn't answer the question.
- What was the question?

How is this you staying
out of the investigation?

Because I'm not asking about the murder.

You're asking about people
who might be following you.

- Nina...
- Tell her.

I pulled BPD surveillance
footage from before the fire,

like you asked.

The same guy was right behind
you when you left BPD ...

- twice.
- Send me a screenshot.

Just did ... to your phone.

He works in the building.

His name is Frank Conte.
He's a good guy.

- Sorry, just ...
- Grasping at straws?

It's all right. We all are.
Get some sleep, okay?

I plan to ... around 5:27.

If she asks about anything more,

- you might want to let Korsak know.
- Sure.

I figured.

So, you don't know of any
women who knew Lianne Sampson?

I wish I could be of more help.

My interaction with
individual inmates is limited,

unless their stay here is problematic.

Lianne Sampson was a model prisoner.

- But here's the man who can help.
- Hey.

Hi. Joe Harris, prison psychiatrist.

- Detective frank Rizzoli.
- Hey.

Joe, please assist the
detective any way you can.

- You can talk here.
- Thanks.

I, uh...
I heard about Lianne's death.

Tragic. She seemed to
be on such a good path.

Uh, she was your patient?

Yeah, more for counseling than anything.

She wanted guidance on
how to live a better life.

And you gave that to her?

It's part of an inmate's
preparation for release

if they request it.
I listened.

I helped her let go of her past,

steered her towards
books and support groups.

Then she was gone.

Did Lianne have any regular visitors?

You can check the logs
but none that I know of.

- Ties to any guards?
- No.

And what about other inmates?

No, Lianne stayed mostly to herself.
She had been here before.

She was determined
never to come back again.

Uh, one more thing.

Did she ever mention
a Detective Rizzoli?

No.
But why would she mention you?

- No reason. Thanks for your time.
- Sure.

Thank you all for your cooperation.

We'll get you back in your
apartments as soon as we can.

I have an area set up over here.

They're moving Frankie's neighbors.

- Gonna be so popular in this building.
- Get away from the window.

Hey. My phone died.

What are you doing?

Charging your phone with my car.

- This car has a special feature ...
- Yeah, I'm so glad.

Tell me about it later.

Bomb-sniffing dog.
Sure everyone feels safe now.

- Window!
- All right!

Circle around the back.

- How you doing?
- Now I know what a prisoner feels like.

Yeah, time goes slow when
there's nothing to do.

Be over soon.

- I've got 5:25.
- Me too.

Me three.
Where's Korsak?

- 5:27.
- Yep.

Jane...

and that's correct.
I synch to Greenwich mean time.

In an hour, I think we
can have you out of here.

- But I don't want you leaving the ap...
- Wait a minute.

- The numbers are digital.
- Yeah?

They look like letters.

- Or a code.
- Whoa, whoa, where are you going?

No, no, no, I got to get to BPD.

- No.
- The watch is not a clock.

It's not a clock.
I got to get to BPD.

Jane!

- I'm on my way.
- Whoa, whoa. Wh... hey.

No. No, no, no, no, no!
Korsak, I got to get to the station.

- Back inside.
- No, listen to me.

5:26, okay? It's ...
It's ... it's a message.

Nothing this man has done has
been straightforward, all right?

When he burned down my apartment,
he didn't leave a message.

He left it buried in some computer file
that Nina had to find, okay?

- The watch is not a ticking clock!
- What is this ... a mixed metaphor?

A simile?
I'm a little tired for wordplay.

5-2-6.

It's not a time.
It's a code or a message.

Okay, I'll get everybody
to work on that.

Would you please escort
her back upstairs?

No! Kors...
Wait a minute!

Hold up, hold up.
No! Listen to me!

It is a message, and it is
a message for me! Please!

It's 5:29.
He'll be expecting her guard down.

Please.

All right, let's get
her back to the station.

She's the worst client ever.

- What do you see?
- Somebody...

trying to rip apart my life.

What do you think the watch means?

5:26 ... street address on 26th street?

- Maybe an area code?
- Well, then what does the 26 stand for?

There's no 526
26th street in Boston.

Surprise.

- Code for a safe?
- But where's the safe?

- Could be map coordinates.
- Or it could be nothing.

There's got to be something to this ...

all this work, a woman
killed to set a deadline.

Which passed, and then nothing happened.

How do we know nothing's
happened, Frankie?

Nobody's told us anything.
All right, quit throwing up roadblocks.

You don't want to be
here, then don't be here!

I'll follow up on all these
combinations of 526 and 26.

Okay.

I'm gonna grab a coffee.
You want anything?

No, thanks.

♪ It's true that nothing lasts forever ♪

- Hey, Ma.
- Hi. What's going on?

- Nothing.
- Hmm.

♪ in time, all things will fade ♪

♪ they say that less is more ♪

Not even a sip?

♪ but more is more ♪

- Something's up.
- This whole thing with Jane, it...

♪ and together, we can
fight our way to shore ♪

- No, I shouldn't. Forget about it.
- No, you should.

You should talk about it
because if you don't, I will.

And if I start, I'm never stopping.

I've been taking every available shift
just to keep my mind off of it.

Jane doesn't realize how
worried I am about her.

Well, you don't know how to
be when you're scared for Jane.

- Exactly.
- And Jane doesn't know

- how to be when she's scared for Jane.
- Yeah.

Look, you're all under
a lot of pressure.

I got to go.

I'm on triple platinum
overtime from all these shifts.

Finish your beer, relax,
and then just get back at it.

♪ be brave ♪

Hey, uh...
I'll trade you for a cup of coffee.

♪ be brave ♪

You got it.

♪ be brave ♪

You look tired.

You want to rest on my couch?
I can go work in the lab.

No, no, no.

- I'll just lay here and think.
- About?

Oh, I don't know.

Hate letters and...

revenge e-mails and...

arson and hacking and
murder and a watch and...

I don't know.

Well, take a guess.
Don't be me.

I just don't know if
it's worth it, you know?

- Putting together the clues?
- No. The ... the job.

- Your job?
- Yeah, just...

...the stress of it all
for everybody, you know? Me.

- Ma, Frankie.
- Wow.

Don't you ever feel like
doing something else?

Something that doesn't
involve dead bodies?

Sure, I'd like to get
an engineering degree

and work for Elon Musk on Spacex.

Or move to Maine and
write mystery novels.

Sometimes I imagine being
the person who makes up

the names for colors in
the J.Crew catalogues.

You know...
faded ebony or dusty cobblestone,

neon persimmon.

- You?
- No, I can't think of any other life.

- Well, that's not true.
- It is.

I mean, I could always see
more Red Sox games, but...

I can do that now with better planning.

You're in the middle of a crisis.

And contrary to the world view
of romance novels or Elizabeth Gilbert,

right now is not a good
time to make decisions.

- Who's Elizabeth Gilbert?
- "Eat, pray, love."

Oh, god.

Maybe it would help if you
lean into the discomfort.

In the same way you
lean into your stilettos?

Yes. Except for, the
leaning in you're about to do

doesn't make your butt look great.

It doesn't make anything look great.

Okay.

- I will let you get back to work.
- No, Jane. Come on. Stay.

No, I'm good.

- Jane?
- I'm okay.

Really.

What are you doing?

- Everything else is in the past.
- So is the watch.

Yeah, but it means
something with the 5-2-6-2-6.

5 + 2 + 6 + 2 + 6?

5-2-6.

Dash 2...

Nina, in the bottom-left drawer,
there's ... there's a Bible.

Can you grab that for me, please?

Oh, beautiful.

My mom got me one like this
when I got into the academy.

Genesis, exodus, Leviticus,
numbers, deuteronomy, Joshua,

judges, Ruth, 1 and 2 Samuel,
1 and 2 kings, 1 and 2 chron...

no, it, uh ... it would
be in the new testament.

Matthew, Mark, Luke, John,

Something ... Something like,
uh, like you would hear in church.

You know, something, um...
Matthew 5:26.

"Truly I tell you,

you will not get out until
you have paid the last penny."

That's what this is about.
It's about revenge.

That's why he's taken everything.

- The question's still, who?
- And w-what?

He's taken everything.
There's nothing left to take.

You're safe here, Jane.
No one's gonna get to you.

The watch.

Uh, the watch...

watch was a gift. On the back of it...

Was engraved "love, Ma."

- It's going to voicemail.
- I'll call the Dirty Robber.

- Tell them I'm on my way.
- Okay.

Hey, Janie, I'm glad you called.

- Ma's the target!
- What?

- Get to the Dirty Robber!
- I-I'm here. She went home already.

Okay, um... uh,

go to Maura's house, but take
the route that she would take.

And if you see her, stop
her and stay with her.

Ma, it's me.
Call me when you get this.

We got to get to Maura's.
He's after Ma.

- How do you know?
- Uh, 5:26 is a ...

it's a Bible verse
about taking everything.

And what if you reverse it?
26-526.

That's the penal code for kidnapping.

Isles.

Homicide?
I'm on my way.

Ma?

Ma?

- Oh, my!
- It's okay! It's okay! It's me!

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

You almost gave me a heart attack!

- I've been calling you!
- I was running a bath!

What is going on?

- Somebody's been harassing me.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, I-I know.
- What do you know?

- Frankie told me.
- Okay, you know what?!

- He shouldn't have done that, Ma!
- No, he had every right.

He was worried, and...

well, we were worried.

Why are you here with a gun?

Okay, because the ...
the watch that...

that you gave me...

when I made Junior Cadet
it was

- it w... it doesn't m...
- What?

It doesn't matter. I just...

I just needed to see you just
to make sure that you're okay.

I'm okay.
Janie, I'm okay.

- Okay...
- Come on, baby.

Oh!

- Okay, ow.
- Okay.

- Ah, you just made me deaf.
- I'm sorry.

Oh.
Janie, you're under a lot of stress.

Yeah.

All right. Breathe.

Okay.
Okay.

I'm gonna go make us some tea, okay?
Come on. Come on.

Come on.
Let me make you a cup of tea.

Okay.

Oh!

So, what, your new motto
now is to protect and scare?!

- Sorry, Angela, I ...
- You all need to calm down!

I'm gonna make a big
pot of chamomile tea!

Could you make it in a scotch glass?

Anything you want.

Well, if you're already making
it in the scotch glass...

Okay, but I'm counting this
is on the clock.

Fair enough.

- To right now.
- Hear, hear!

I'll take it.

Open up!

- Is Ma here?
- Yeah, she's right there.

- Oh, thank god.
- Honey, I'm right here.

Barkeep, will you get my friend a drink?

Yes, sir!

- Who are you calling?
- Maura.

- She was at the office, right?
- I think so.

She's not answering.

Hello?

Hello?

To be continued...