Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 1, Episode 15 - Officer Involved - full transcript

Previously on Third Watch:

What happened?

I just wanted to thank
you for saving me.

- I'm sick of your bigotry.
- You tell me one time...

when I didn't do everything to help
the brothers, the eses or some Paddy?

One time! Gays included.

It was a mistake.

Look at me and tell
me you don't love me.

I love you as my best friend.

I grew up with a drunk. I
won't let that happen to my kids.

- Faith...
- Get out before I call the police.



Move it or lose it, pal.

- Is that how you do it, Mom?
- Sometimes.

Everyone has to listen to you?

Unless they want a ticket.

- Dad had to go to work early?
- Yeah.

We usually walk
ourselves to school.

Well, I wanted to spend
a little time with you.

Oh, I like spending
time with you.

Listen, Mrs. Higley will pick you up
and take you over to her apartment.

- And I'll get you as soon as I get home.
- She is?

- Mrs. Higley has PlayStation.
- I know she does.

I don't want you to play too
much. Do your homework.

I hope she has the Pokémon game.

After you do your homework.



Can I give you a
kiss you out here?

Mom.

All right, I'll see you later.

I like spending
time with Dad also.

I know that you
do, sweetie. Me too.

- Mm.
- Ah.

You get off at 11?

- Or shortly thereafter.
- You're a bad boy, Mr. Caffey.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Hey.
- Hey.

New friend?

Yeah. I met her the other
night after you blew me off.

Well, if you're trying to make
me jealous, it's not necessary.

Wow. You have a pretty
high opinion of yourself.

- Workplace love affairs, never easy.
- Don't start with me, Jimmy.

What? I saw it on Rosie.

This girl took me to a
silent movie last night.

- Tanya?
- No, a different girl. Tanya's history.

- I thought you liked her.
- A long time ago.

Thursday. What is that, four
days? Who's the new girl?

Info is on a need-to-know
basis for now.

- How was the movie?
- It sucked.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Must've been excited when
they started making talkies.

- How about you kiss my...
- Whoa, whoa.

- Go back.
- What?

- What's going on back in the alley?
- Where?

Right back here.

55-Charlie to Central. We have an armed
assault in the alley behind 4113 Arthur.

Davis, stay with this
guy. Order him a bus.

Don't move, buddy. Don't move.

Central, my partner is
after three male black perps.

Stop! Police!

Go! Go, man!

- Where did they go?
- They went through there.

55-Charlie to Central.
We got shots fired now.

Shots fired. My
partner's still in pursuit.

Sully! Sully!

- Are you okay?
- Where's my gun?

Where's my gun?

No.

You okay, Sully?

Are you all right?

- She knows, Bos.
- Maybe.

I don't know what I'll say.

You didn't think about
that before you put him out?

Put him out? He's not a
cat. I asked him to leave.

- Whatever.
- You got a problem with me?

- We clear?
- Yeah.

Yeah, we're clear on my side.

- Bosco's hard to keep up with.
- Piece of cake. Watch this.

- You all right over there?
- All right?

- Yeah, with everything going on.
- I'm better than all right.

Truth of the matter is I don't
think I've ever been this good.

Okay.

My back!

- I know it hurts.
- He shot me!

- Sully, you all right?
- Yeah, I'm all right.

Somebody's gotta cover that crime
scene in back where that other bus went.

- There's a victim.
- Yeah.

- I thought Davis capped him.
- Not exactly.

Ah!

- I know it hurts.
- He shot me.

Keep your head still! We
gotta put this on, okay?

Why don't you go with the other
bus and show them what happened.

- No. I wanna stay here.
- Go ahead. We got it. We're all right.

Good bilateral breath sounds.

You want me to do something?

Please!

- You want me to do that?
- No, I got it.

I can't feel my legs. Please!

- I can't feel them.
- All right.

Keep your head still.

Move your feet for me.
Can you move your feet?

I'm moving them.
They're moving, right?

They move? I moved them, right?

- The detectives want your gun.
- What?

Your gun. They need it,
ballistics. It's procedure.

BP's 70/30.

Pulse 60.

Probably got spinal shock.

You'll get pain relief on
the way to the hospital.

Get another line started.

Get out of the way.

I'm so shot! He shot me!

Give me an airway.

- Pulse is down to 40. BOSCO:
Is this guy gonna check out?

Tossup right now.

Chance of getting his wallet?
- Yeah, we'll try.

All right, get a
rhythm. I'll intubate.

Central, have the patrol sergeant
and the squad respond to this location.

We got a possible homicide.

Ten four. Squad's
already notified.

They advise a delay. No ETA.

A delay? We'll
be here all night.

Ventricular rhythm down to
36. Damn it. I lost the pulse.

Hold off. Hold off a second.

Hang on.

- All right, I'm in!
- Could you use an extra hand?

- Always.
- What do you need?

- Some atropine and some epi.
- Coming at you.

Good.

- Want an ET?
- Yeah.

Okay. Atropine
and epi coming in.

I'm in. KIM: Nice.

- Ready. One, two...
- Let's get this guy moving.

Guys, don't bother
looking for that wallet.

That's evidence. You should
leave it for the detectives.

No kidding? You think
this might be evidence?

Gosh am I lucky you're here!

- Let's go. Let's move him.
- Grab the door.

Forty-two-year-old male.
Gunshots, left flank, right thigh.

He's paraplegic with
a T-12 sensory level.

BP's 90/70, up from
60 palp on the scene...

- with a liter of saline. Pulse 60.
- Davis.

Shot by the police,
but he is not in custody.

- Estimated blood loss on scene...
- Let them work.

- I was gonna help out.
- No. You gotta go get looked at.

- Let them do their work.
- They need help.

Davis. Come on.

How far are we?
- About a minute.

- Another mg of atropine?
- Rate's picking up. Hold up on the CPR.

- I got a pulse, strong.
- I'll check BP.

Normal sinus rhythm. Rate's 96.

I got 93/50.

He's throwing PVCs.
Get me some lidocaine.

Damn it! He's in V-tach.

- Lost the pulse. Pull over!
- Pull over!

- Charging to 200.
- We're hot. Clear.

- Again.
- Nothing. 300. Go.

Clear!

- Got a rhythm.
- Pulse is back. It's weak.

- Good.
- Go, Shawny, go!

All right, bro. Stay with us
now. It's too early for high-fives.

- Yeah, but feels pretty good, doesn't it?
- Hang a drip.

White male, mid-thirties. Arrested
in the bus. Zapped him twice.

BP's up to 100/70.
He's had epi times two.

- Grab a cell-saver from 7.
- When was your last tetanus?

I don't know, 10, 15 years.

It's more abrasion than laceration.
I don't think you'll need stitches.

- We'll update your tetanus, though.
- Wonderful.

- I'm all right.
- I'm sure you are. It's just a precaution.

Your pressure's way up there.

I said I'm all right.

The bullet's in the
twelfth vertebrae.

Will I ever be able to
move my legs again?

The neurosurgeon will
go over all of that with you.

Is the pain better
with the morphine?

- Yeah.
- Good.

If it starts to hurt again, have
one of the nurses come get me.

- Are you comfortable, Mr. Felder?
- Yeah, I guess so.

Is there someone we can
call to come down for you?

My wife, but she's probably still
picking up our son from school.

- Yeah?
- Stick.

Hey, John.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

Any word on the victim?

- Surgery. He may be paralyzed.
- Davis?

I would've done the same thing.

I tripped, I lost my gun.
Guy's standing over me.

Go talk to Davis. Make
sure he's all together.

- Yeah. Good. Thanks.
- Yeah.

- I'm going up to the bunks.
- Taking a nap already?

Phone call.

- Having a bad day?
- What do you care?

Bobby got involved in a rebound
romance. I don't want him hurt.

Mm. Is that how you ended up in
the rack with him in the first place?

"The rack?" Ever the romantic.

So, what makes you
think it's a rebound?

- Maybe he found somebody he likes.
- In a week?

- Could happen.
- I doubt it.

You know, you're
pretty full of yourself.

- Well, I'm not easy to get over.
- Is that right?

How long we been
split up, a year?

You're not even
dating seriously.

- Actually, I'm pretty involved right now.
- Come on, I'm being serious.

Her name's Brooke.

Yeah. Love of
your life, I'm sure.

Maybe.

- Finished up.
- Oh, good.

- 55-David to 98.
- 10-4, David.

The city's gonna make
a trophy out of Davis.

No they won't. Look at
the situation. Davis is black.

He shot a black guy.

If this was me, I could
start packing a bag for Attica.

- Because you're white?
- It's just a pure and simple fact.

Davis is lucky he's black.

55-David, missing
child, 2433 Arthur.

2433 Arthur. Ten four.

You saw him out there. Did Davis
look like he was feeling lucky to you?

- I owe you a thank you.
- Oh, yeah?

You thought the guy was
gonna pop me. You stepped up.

Yeah, I'm a hero.

- From where I sit, yeah.
- You gonna throw me a parade?

- It was an accident.
- I hit what I was aiming at, Sully.

So, what happens now?

- PBA attorney's on the way.
- I don't need a lawyer.

Everything you say from here on in
is important. Listen to your attorney.

Him and the union are the
only people on your side.

- I'm gonna go back to the hospital.
- Not yet.

- I gotta talk to his family.
- The last place you wanna go...

- is to talk to those people.
- And you know what I want?

Third time this week. You're gonna have
to start to remember to take your meds.

Then he wouldn't get
to see us all the time.

Is that right? This is all
because you like seeing us?

- Oh, yeah.
- Hey, Carlos.

Hey.

- We don't have a lot of time.
- Give me a minute.

- Help me get him in the bus.
- Oh, right.

One, two, three.

- One minute.
- Yeah, right.

- Hey.
- I was passing by and saw you.

Passing by? It's cold out.
You live 60 blocks away.

You sorry I did?

- No, no.
- I wanted to say hi and you're mad.

- No, no. I'm not mad.
- You're not?

No. It's just a little cold
to be riding your bike.

- You see? There it is.
- What did I say?

See if I ever stop
to see you again.

They're gonna try and make you think
that we're all on the same side here.

But we're not?

It's gonna come down
to your state of mind.

If you honestly believed you
saw partner about to be killed...

the shoot's gotta be justified.

Officer?

Officer?

Yeah. Yeah.

No one can argue with what
you say was your state of mind.

All right.

- So, what was it?
- What was what?

Your state of mind.

I don't remember.

- I don't remember what I was thinking.
- They're trying to help you.

Why don't you tell them what I was
thinking? You seem pretty sure you know.

IAB's ready. He okay?

- Yeah.
- You first.

- Right.
- We should postpone the interview.

- No.
- He has 48 hours to talk.

We gotta get this over
soon. Look, I know this kid.

He's a brooder. The longer
it goes, the worse he'll get.

Well, he keeps that same
attitude, he'll go to prison.

I hate missing-child jobs.

A job's a job.

- You know what? Stop it.
- Stop what?

You're acting like it's
me and you splitting up.

He took him. I know he took him.
That bastard Gus, he took our son!

Slow down, ma'am.

Gus is your husband?

Not anymore. And
I have sole custody.

How do you know it was him?

He keeps asking Benjamin
who he wants to live with.

What kind of thing is
that to do to a baby?

Did you see your
ex-husband take him?

I needed a nap, and I woke
up, and Bennie was gone.

- How old is he?
- Thirty-four.

- Your son?
- No.

He'll be 10 next month.

- So maybe he just went out.
- No, Bennie wouldn't just go out.

Believe me. Gus,
he took him. He's 10.

I just thought I
could get a nap.

55-David to Central. We have
a tender age missing child...

at this location. Possible
domestic abduction.

Have the patrol
supervisor respond.

10-4, David. Will
notify supervisor.

Thanks, fellas. Gentlemen.

How'd it go?

They're not exactly a happy crew,
but I painted the picture best I could.

They're waiting for
Davis. You seen him?

No.

Davis?

Tony, you see where Davis went?

- Yeah. He left about 15 minutes ago.
- Left?

He asked Pasternak for
a ride and they took off.

He left?

Crap.

Is anything more depressing than
searching basements for missing kids?

Yeah. Finding one.

We're gonna have to
have this out sooner or later.

- You don't want to hear it.
- Try me.

You're a quitter.

You gave up as soon as
things started going bad.

- Oh, is that right?
- Did you go to counseling?

Did you take him to AA? Huh?
What did you do to make it work?

Wait, this from a guy who can't
keep a girlfriend for two weeks.

I never promised to stay
with someone forever.

But when I do, I won't give
up at the first sign of trouble.

- Help!
- What was that?

It sounded like
you telling me off.

- Help!
- No.

It's a kid.

Over here! Help!

I'm in here!

Is anybody in there?

I'm stuck!

Are you hurt?

I'm cold. Foster's stuck too.

- I tried to come in and get him out.
- Who's Foster?

He's my dog.

- He's stuck in there with his dog.
- Can we pull him out?

There's no way. He's,
like, 10 feet in there.

He's in his pajamas.

Hey, can you slide
over towards me?

I can't move. I'm freezing!

Okay, we're gonna get you help.

- 55-David to Central.
- Hurry, please!

Have EMS and FD
respond to rear of location.

- Hey, man, who are you?
- I'm sorry. I...

Yeah, you see how
they do that, Eddie?

See how fast they
come down here?

Police shoot your father...

then they send a black
face to smooth it over.

- This is your father?
- Yeah.

- I'm sorry.
- Go away. We don't need you here.

- No one sent me here.
- Oh, what? You're a brother?

- You down with the struggle?
- This doesn't have to do with race.

I shot your father.
It was an accident.

- Get out!
- He had my partner's gun...

Wait a minute. You're saying
he was gonna shoot a cop?

- No. No.
- Man, get your ass out of here!

He was trying to help and I didn't
know that and he had the gun.

He was trying to
help so you shot him?

This doesn't have
anything to do with race.

You think you would've waited a
second longer if he'd been white?

Huh? If it wasn't a black man
standing over your partner?

- I don't know, my partner was...
- Police.

Shoot a man down in
the street for no reason.

- I...
- A good man.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Man, get the hell
away from us. All right?

- I'm so sorry.
- Listen, get out.

Yokas is talking to him. He's
been in there for a couple hours.

Would you please hurry? Please.

He's all I've got left.

- Is he responding?
- Now he's just moaning.

- What's his name?
- Benjamin.

- Benjamin?
- Mom.

Benjamin?

I'm really cold.

I know. Hold on a second.
He's freezing to death.

- Can we pull him out?
- No, he's too far in.

Mom.

- I'll get blankets.
- No. You've got to get him out of here!

- Can we use a pike?
- Yeah. It could work.

- I'm stuck. JIMMY:
Hold on, okay.

We'll reach in with this
pole. Try to grab it, okay?

- Okay.
- Here we go.

Come on.

Come on.

Okay, good. He's
got it. Hold on, kid.

Hold on, Bennie, honey!

I can't. My hand.

It's okay.

- He's too weak.
- He's hypothermic.

I want to get out.

- We'll cut him out.
- How long will that take?

We'll cut the other
wall. Get the saw.

- Twenty minutes.
- Fast. He's freezing to death.

Okay, we're gonna come
in the other wall, okay?

Nice and easy. We
got you. There you go.

You'll be all right. My boyfriend's
the best paramedic in the city.

- Um, can I talk to you?
- Sure.

- What are you doing here?
- I wanted to see you.

- Yeah. How did you find us?
- What?

- How did you know where we were?
- I heard it on the scanner.

You own a scanner?

- I got it today. I clipped it on my bike.
- Okay.

You can't follow us around.

- You don't want to see me?
- Go home. We'll talk after work.

- Oh, you're coming over.
- I said we'll talk.

I can make pizza rolls.

Yeah, whatever. Pizza
rolls. Just go home.

- See you later.
- Okay.

Go home.

Go home.

What are pizza rolls?

This should help keep you warm.

- I want to go home.
- I know.

- 12'7".
- Mom?

- Mommy's right here.
- 12'7"?

Let's get this out of here.

You got firemen right behind
you, okay? We're here for you.

- What are you people doing?
- There's a boy trapped in there.

This door was locked. Get
the hell out of my garage!

We're gonna have
to cut the wall.

They're going to cut
through my wall? No, no, no.

Hey, listen to me. Back off.

- Why are you touching me?
- I am not touching you!

All right. Look at your
neighbors right now. See that?

You have to live here, not me.
We're cutting the wall. Help me out.

Relax.

Benjamin? How you doing?

It hurts when I breathe.

Just try and relax. Okay, honey?

I don't hear Foster anymore.

- We're gonna get you both out, I promise.
- Show Mommy you're brave.

It's okay. We're almost there.

This kid's fading.

- We're running out of time.
- We're close.

Benjamin, Mommy's here.
Mommy's gonna get you.

I know, I know.

Listen to me. I need
you to stay calm, okay?

- Help your son. Just stay right here.
- Okay.

- So you take a lot of afternoon naps?
- What? What?

Your son was out for a
long time in his pajamas.

It's good that you
woke up, right?

- How'd you find me?
- I'm a cop.

It's where I would've come.

I stopped by the hospital. I heard
you had a go-around with the brother.

I wouldn't call it a go-around.

- Make you feel better?
- Maybe if he'd hit me.

- I doubt it would've helped either.
- I guess we'll never know, huh?

It was a mistake
walking out on IAB.

I got nothing to say.

They like it clean downtown. They're
itching to say this was a bad shoot.

- This was a bad shoot.
- You did the right thing.

How the hell did I
do the right thing?

Just leave me alone. Please.

I've been down this road
before. I can help you.

Really? Is that right?

When was the last time you
shot someone for no reason?

I'm talking about IAB.
I've seen these guys work.

They'll eat you up and not look
back. You're a trophy to them, a notch.

This man has a wife and a
son, and I destroyed their lives.

Making sure that you get punished
isn't gonna make him walk again.

I didn't yell "halt," I
didn't yell "police."

Didn't give him a chance. I
just pulled the trigger, man.

If he intended to kill me...

you hesitating would have given him
just enough time to blow my head off.

Forget about the
outcome. You saved my life.

I don't think I'm
cut out for this job.

Then quit. Go to law school.
Do something with your life.

Hell, join the circus. I
don't really give a damn.

Unless you go to that station tonight and
set this thing right, you'll go to jail.

I just wanna...

I thought he was
gonna kill you, man.

I thought he was gonna...

I know you did.

- Damn.
- You gotta go tell them that.

- That's enough.
- Stay out of the way.

They have room. There's
no need to break more.

When it comes to breaking things,
the fire department knows how.

- I'm going to sue all of you.
- Yeah?

Yeah, and the mayor too.

All right, that's
it. Outside, Adolf.

Wait a second. Because I am
German, you think I am a Nazi?

- Is this what you're saying?
- If the boot fits...

I was not even born then. So you
don't call me Adolf with the jackboots.

Okay. Sieg Heil. Let's go, pal.

Benjamin, how you doing?

Come on, kiddo, I
need you to stay with us.

Benjamin?

Benjamin, come on. Stay with us.

Come on, stay awake.
No, no. Benjamin.

- Benjamin?
- Benny?

Benjamin?

- We gotta do this now.
- Almost done.

Jimmy, he stopped breathing.

No!

Benjamin?

Oh, my God!

What did I tell you? I
told you 10 feet back.

- We're right here!
- Get him out of there!

Benny?

Coming through! Stay with us!

- Feel him?
- I can't reach him.

Come on. KIM: Got him?

Almost there.

Come on, Jimmy, hurry.

I got him. KIM: You got him?

We gotta get him out right
now. Come on. Come on.

Watch his head. Okay. Benjamin?

Okay.

Here we go.

Benjamin, honey?

I got a pulse. It's weak.
- I got it.

- He's still not breathing.
- No.

- Weak at 50.
- Come on.

Come on, baby. Mommy's here.

Breathe, baby.

There you go. Good boy. Okay.

He's gonna make it.

Hi, sweetie. You're so brave.
You're okay. Tell me your name.

- Benjamin.
- Good boy. You're good.

You're doing good.
We got you out.

- Foster?
- Jimmy, the dog.

Yeah, we got him.

- Take a deep breath.
- All right.

Deep breath. One more.

- He's alive.
- Good boy.

- Is he all right?
- Yeah, he's all right.

- Is he gonna be all right?
- We'll take him to the hospital.

- In an ambulance?
- Lights and sirens, buddy.

Okay, so the boy is fine now? Good.
Everybody can leave, and I lock up.

- What the hell is that smell?
- It smells like mud.

Is that...?

Oh, this is too perfect.

Marijuana?

The proper term would be
a "crapload" of marijuana.

I've never seen that
before in my whole life.

I did not give you
permission to... Is this legal?

Your lawyer can tell you
about good faith and plain sight.

While you're suing everybody.

You know why it's against the
rules for a doctor to date a patient?

I'm not a doctor.

There's an unnatural attachment.

Patient looks at the doctor
like a savior or something.

I'm not a doctor.
She's not my patient.

Anyway, that's the reason.

- This is bad, isn't it?
- She's following us around all day.

You know that Clint Eastwood
movie where he plays the DJ...

and that crazy woman
wants to kill him?

- Play Misty for Me?
- Right. Play Misty for Me.

- You think?
- Break it off quick.

You understand, Officer Davis, we're
only interested in getting at the truth.

No one is especially anxious
in finding this a bad shoot...

- and we're not out to hurt you.
- We're all on the same side.

You understand that, don't
you? We're all on the same side.

Same uniforms.

Well, then, let's get some of
the formalities out of the way first.

Are you aware of
the provisions of the...

- How's it going with Davis?
- Been in there a while.

Wonder if they told him,
"We're on the same team."

Usually right before they
turn on the tape recorder.

It's gonna be okay, Sully.

- Yeah. OFFICER 1:
Let's begin. Shall we?

The citizen was standing with the
barrel of the gun pointing at your partner?

Yes, sir.

- Your partner was on the ground bleeding?
- From the head, yeah.

At that point, what did you
believe you were seeing?

I thought that Officer
Sullivan was gonna be shot.

And I thought that if I didn't take
immediate action, he would be killed.

Hey.

Oh, I miss you so much,
Snookey-Wookey...

Oh, well, you never
had pet names for me.

Oh, I had plenty
of names for you.

Oh, hold on a sec. Stay there.
Someone I want to introduce you to.

- Hey.
- Oh, great.

- How you doing?
- Good.

Whew.

Kim Zambrano, Brooke Carney.
This is the lady I was telling you about.

- Really?
- Hi. Nice to meet you.

Yeah.

- Jimmy didn't tell me you were a cop.
- The 89, out in Brooklyn.

- Great job with that kid today.
- Thanks.

I was listening on the
citywide frequencies.

Well, I wanted you two to meet
because I have Joey this weekend...

and I wanted to
introduce him to Brooke.

- Is that right?
- Uh-huh.

I've seen pictures.
He is so adorable.

Yeah. He is that. Yeah. So
you want Joey to meet her?

Yeah.

Um, well, I really
better get back out there.

Right. Sorry. Nice
to meet you, Brooke.

- I'm sure I'll see you again.
- Yeah.

I'll walk you out.

I'll see you in a minute. Okay.

Wow. Who's the babe?

Shut up, Bobby.

When you and Fred fight...

do you keep your voices
down so the kids don't hear?

Yeah.

You save your big fights...

for when they're in school
or over at a friend's house?

When I was in fifth grade...

my mother took me out
of school one afternoon...

said we were
going out for lunch.

Two bites into my sandwich...

she said my father wasn't
gonna live with us anymore.

They were gonna separate.

I remember thinking that wasn't possible
because they never even had a fight.

At least not that I ever saw.

They worked so hard to
make my life seem perfect...

that when the bottom fell out...

I was completely unprepared.

January 18, 1981.

Nothing was ever the same again.

Not just the big things
either. Everything.

It was different.

You think Emily
knows? I was smart too...

but I wouldn't have guessed
that in a million years.

I cried myself to sleep for a couple
years when my mother couldn't see me...

when I didn't have to pretend
to be strong for anyone.

Make sure what you're doing...

is worth that kind of
time out of the kids' lives.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah.

- Is that Mr. Felder's wife?
- Yes, it is.

Thank you.

Mrs. Felder?

I'm Officer Davis.

Is your husband
doing any better?

Ma'am?

Do you expect me to make you
feel better after what you did to us?

He will never be doing
better! He's paralyzed!

He has a bag around
his waist for elimination!

He won't ever be
able to work again!

Never again!

Get away from my family!

Don't you ever come back!

- Guess what, Mommy?
- What?

- I have a girlfriend now.
- What?

Her name is Angie.

She's in my room at school.
She gave me a flower.

Just don't get married tomorrow.

- Yeah, right.
- Go to sleep, all right?

Aren't you freezing?

I'm getting there.

You gonna talk
to the kids tonight?

That's the plan.

- I figured you'd let me be there.
- I need to talk to you.

There need to be changes.
I can't live with a drunk.

I haven't had anything
to drink since that night.

You need to do AA. Counseling.

And I'll do it with you.

We should do it together.

- I'm Officer Davis.
- Color me thrilled.

Somebody said there
was a package for me.

Oh, right. Davis
from the Third Watch.

Squad dropped this off.

Thanks, sarge.