Shades of Blue

Previously on "Shades of Blue"...

Part of you is still trapped in that cabin.

You're seeing things that aren't there.

You're not gonna shoot me.

I shot an innocent man

because I can't stop seeing Stahl.

Quince took my mom.

There's the two murders your dad covered up.

You really don't know your dad, do you?

I still have the photo of you and Donnie on the boat.

- Are you gay? - She's an escort.

- What's your name? - Harlee.

Agent Stahl had very clear instructions.

You were his fantasy. Do you really

- wanna hear all this? - Until he's caught.

- I saw him again. - Stahl?

I swear that he was real.

You can't act as if it never happened.

No!

No.

The guy who did it... Cesar Molina...

- is an apparent suicide. - Unless you look closer.

- And if you decide not to? - I still want Quince.

Not the terms you agreed on?

Nava's dead and his killer probably wears a badge.

The Intelligence Unit

is more dangerous than you realize.

I'm glad you got your revenge, Woz.

I hope that it cures everything that you need.

T12.

Send that vertebrae some good thoughts.

It's your new best friend.

Isn't the 11 gonna get jealous?

The bullet is lodged here, right up against the bone.

You need me to remind you what happens if it moves?

I feel a tickle?

Try not feeling anything.

From the waist down, anyway.

Judging by the position of the bullet,

I'd say the epidural veins are at risk.

- Stop me if you've heard this. - I've heard this.

You need to consider the surgery.

It's a high-risk procedure,

but it's not as high a risk as walking around

with a sharp piece of metal playing footsies

- with your spinal cord. - It's not my first foray

into high-risk behavior, Doc.

Four months ago, I gave you a prescription.

Two weeks worth of pain killers.

You haven't refilled it.

I don't like to wait in line.

Why are you doing this?

You lookin' to suffer?

All those nerve clusters in the vicinity...

honestly, how are you walking right now?

Like this.

Well, it's a good thing you can pull off a suit

'cause we might be making a late entrance.

I don't think Nava's gonna mind.

I'm doing a piece on his murder

but things aren't quite adding up

with Cesar Molina.

- The dead suspect. - Strange.

You were always good in math.

Cesar's father doesn't think he killed Nava, Dad.

Or that dock worker.

Doesn't believe he was even anywhere

near that neighborhood when it happened.

He's playing you.

He's reaching out to you

so you'll reach out to me,

once the investigation reopened.

- I reached out to him. - Fathers will do or say

anything to protect their boys.

Even in death.

Life is a precious gift.

Delicate and fleeting.

When it's gone, we wish for just one more moment of it,

like waking up from a beautiful dream.

When that dream is taken from us,

we ache for one more chance

to say the things we wanted to say

to the person who deserved to hear it most.

James Nava awakened something in me

that I had forgotten how to feel.

It's a rare thing

to have someone who...

Someone who...

James made me a better person.

He made me laugh.

He made me wanna build a world as he saw it.

Through his jobs, James saw humanity

at its absolute worst

and still believed in our infinite good.

James couldn't help it.

He didn't try to be noble.

He just was.

I will miss him every day.

Scripture tells us,

"Come, you who are blessed by my father.

"Says the Lord,

"inherit the kingdom

"Prepared for you from the foundation of the world.

"For I was hungry and you gave me food.

Listen to me, I need you to stand tall right now.

Can you do that?

All right, good man. I'm on my way.

Hey, new friends, Woz?

I thought everyone you cared about was inside

Well, some people appreciate my help more than others.

Oh, man. She'll come around.

She's just busy being strong as hell right now.

Do you still take orders from me?

Till I'm in one of those boxes.

Keep an eye on her.

All right.

Let's look at the bright side.

You got me out of a funeral.

You know I have your back.

That's not why I called.

What, you want me to smuggle you out in my trunk?

It's my mom. I think something's wrong.

Hasn't she been by to see you?

She visits on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays.

But she missed Saturday and when I called her back,

she sounded like she wanted to get off the phone.

Well, I'm gonna stop by and check on her.

You don't have to worry.

Quince is not a problem for either you or your mom

ever again.

They left me alone because they thought I worked for him.

- But now that he's gone... - Look...

you took down one badass cop.

You keep your chin up,

your shoulders back

and I'm gonna come and visit you

in a couple of days.

Okay?

- Ah! - You even look

in this kid's direction again,

the next time this past head is shaved,

I'm gonna be holding the razor.

And I'm very twitchy.

It wasn't me. I didn't even touch him.

You make sure nobody does.

She did good in there.

I couldn't imagine.

- I'll go pull the car up. - Thanks.

Your dad sure knows how to make an exit.

Lots of practice.

Easy, easy.

Criminals don't work around holidays or funerals.

Yeah.

- Terrible thing to happen. - Mm-hmm.

Hey, you need a ride to the cemetery?

Hey, you know the guy that killed him?

Cesar Molina?

His dad talked about how Cesar found God in prison.

Did you guys run a profile on him?

You know, Nate, I'm not sure this is the right time now.

Yeah, but do I have the right cop?

To comment on an ex-con's father peddling a story?

If there is a story, shouldn't someone

be willing to listen?

I cannot wait to see my own bed.

Maybe you should stay home tomorrow.

Take another day.

So I don't beat up another cashmere troll?

I will if you will.

It's a deal.

So did you see Uncle Woz leave the funeral early?

Yeah, he probably got called away on a case.

You guys aren't fighting?

You barely looked at him. It doesn't take a genius.

Honey, I'm gonna need you to go inside, okay?

What? Why? Who is that?

Work stuff, okay?

I'll be right in.

You should've called.

I'm sorry. I didn't know where to go.

I need some cash. I need to leave town tonight.

Okay, slow down. Just tell me what happened.

I was walking home the night before I went inside.

I saw him.

Saw who?

Stahl.

I saw Stahl, too.

Karen.

Don't make me go to the car and get my ram.

Come on, open up.

Look, I appreciate you visiting my son.

But out here, police visits that don't end in handcuffs

end in body bags, man.

You missed your visit on Saturday.

Adrian is worried about you.

I had a double shift packing produce.

Your son shot me in the gut, but I can still hear.

I heard you cock the gun that you're holding.

Look, I'm just trying to make it to next Saturday

- so I can see my baby. - Yeah.