Oh, that's right. Convenient suicide.
All wrapped up in a bow.
Question is, who are you gift-wrapping for?
Harlee, this has got to stop.
Not when every instinct in me says
that Ramsey's behind this.
These instincts haven't been doing you any favors lately.
Well, thanks for the vote of confidence.
Harlee, sit down, please.
I want to protect you.
What, you think it was a coincidence
that hours after Intelligence loses Orlando,
he winds up collateral damage
in an unrelated attack on Nava?
Listen to me.
You killed a man, thinking that it was Stahl.
You're seeing things that aren't there, Harlee.
Part of you is still trapped in that cabin.
It's clouding your judgment,
and I need you to trust mine.
It was a mistake.
He wasn't supposed to be part of it.
How would you know that unless you were there?
我不在 我不在 我发誓
I wasn't. I wasn't, I swear!
Who killed Nava?
I can only tell you who ordered it
and he tends to outsource.
But you knew.
You knew and you didn't stop it.
I found out after. I wasn't involved.
Why would I be here if I was?
I don't know.
I'm trying to help you.
A huge part of my life died on that sidewalk last night,
and you let that happen!
My whole crew thinks I'm crazy.
I think I was better off before you started helping me.
Before this is over, my help might save your life.
Don't you dare play savior. If it weren't for--
Your own choice to turn that car around?
The dumb luck that you showed up at the Sunrise when you did?
You're not crazy. It's all connected.
This is what I know.
Ramsey was working with two longshoremen,
Orlando and Morris,
to smuggle illegal cargo through the docks.
You took out Morris at the Sunrise,
so Ramsey needed Orlando.
Because they were trying to give evidence to Internal Affairs.
A shipping container that arrived
the day of the Sunrise-- I think my partner had them
hide it at the yard and change the ID number.
But if Orlando had the number,
then why did Ramsey have him killed?
'Cause it went bad.
he got in the way.
Tried to protect Orlando.
What was in the container?
I don't know. Ramsey wasn't sharing.
Why risk trusting me?
'Cause I couldn't save my partner.
Thought you might be able to help expose what he died for.
You want something from me,
you and I need to come to an understanding.
The understanding is simple, Captain.
I do my job, you take the credit.
Tempting, but I haven't risen to this position
by fronting vigilantism.
Hard work and competency, no doubt.
Or tripping over the NYPD's most powerful entity.
All our crew wants is our little corner of Brooklyn.
That'd be a start.
Then I need Detectives Tufo and Nazario
off patrol and back on my team immediately.
After their disciplinary probation,
I'll review their appeal.
Assurances were made.
You're not hearing me, Lieutenant.
Captain McManus no longer leads this precinct.
You agree to run anti-crime
with a modicum of accountability,
I'll be your biggest champion,
but your days of running roughshod
through this community are over.
I built this unit from the ground up 20 years ago.
You guys come and go so often,
I confuse you with the furniture.
But the unit always stands, and you know why?
Your people skills?
Commitment and results.
Results are a team effort,
a team assigned by this desk.
Anything else, Lieutenant?
Yo, you actually look like you know what you doing.
Little brother, all growed up in his patrol blues.
There somewhere we can talk?
How's the job treating you?
Monotonous as the one I had in prison,
but feels like an accomplishment at the end of the day.
Well, accomplishment is a good feeling.
So is the end of the day.
Yo, I need a favor.
Arrest a hooker.
No, no, I'm above that, currently.
I was hoping you could reach out to your old connects.
We need to find a fence operating off Fulton.
They're a dime a dozen.
Yeah, but this one's gonna be aggravated.
He lost a lot of cash today.
It must be important,
you want me to take a step toward that life.
Only because I trust you to come back.
It's amazing you're in school.
I'd be, like, fetal under my couch.
I don't really want to talk about it.
Oh, my God.
First the thing with your dad
and then your mom in the hospital...
And now the best thing to come along in forever,