Elementary

Apparently the mayor's gonna hinge his reelection campaign

on the renewed vigilance when it comes to quality of life crimes,

so keep it in mind when you're out there doing real work.

Captain?

Guy walked in,

said he needs to see the man in charge.

Are you the lord here?

He keeps saying "lord."

I took it to mean "captain".

Tom Gregson.

Can I help you?

I am the knight.

I was dubbed.

Now I am the knight.

Okay.

That's why I had to kill the queen.

You killed the queen?

It was my duty.

I had to kill her.

I had to.

Gun! Sir!

It was my duty. Hey!

If you pick up that gun,

this is gonna end fast and ugly.

I'm the knight.

Holmes, stay back, stay back!

I was dubbed. Sir, I'm gonna ask you

one more time... step away from that weapon.

Can I try something?

Try it fast.

The, scarf on your wrist?

On your wrist. It...

It...

As I was saying, I noticed the scarf straightaway.

This is an extremely compelling story, Mr. Holmes,

but I asked about the James Dylan case.

The incident you're describing

is connected to the murder or Rada Hollingsworth.

Which is, in turn, inextricably linked

to the tale of James Dylan.

If you would just answer the question I asked you.

I am answering the question,

just more precisely than you intended me to.

You cannot understand one incident

without first understanding the other.

As I was saying...

The scarf on your wrist...

was it a favor from your lady?

Yes. Belonged to my queen.

Then it must be

returned to her.

Knight's Code commands it, yeah?

You give it to me, I'll have a squire bring it to her.

Here.

Allow me, sir.

Go down.

- Down! - No!

Knight's Code? What is that?

It's oral tradition.

The man's clearly schizophrenic, but...

...his delusions are based on, on actual history.

In the Middle Ages,

a knight would often wear a token from their beloved.

Usually an article of clothing, a scarf.

Any thoughts where the queen who gave it to him might be?

No, not just yet.

Give the man a minute, will you?

He's a brave and brilliant instrument of justice.

All we got to do is stay out of his way,

and he'll lead us right to the truth.

I got to throw a flag

on the play.

Now, I've known Tommy Gregson

a long time.

I'm guessing he didn't

actually say that.

He may have used different words to make the same point.

Mr. Holmes,

do me a favor?

Spare us the flourishes.

You're under oath, and that oath counts.

This is a real hearing presided over by a real judge.

Of course, Your Honor.

It is an administrative hearing.

This court represents neither state nor federal law,

but rather the dictates of the

police department of New York.

So, "real judge," while not technically inaccurate,

seems like an overstatement.

By all means,

let's be 100% accurate.

I do only represent the police department of New York.

We're here today because you screwed up.

And the NYPD has empowered me, as

a technically real judge,

to determine the magnitude of said screw-up,

and to make a recommendation

as to whether or not you and your partner can

continue your relationship with the city.

Now, is that accurate

enough for you?

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We're here today because of one particular breach of protocol.

Alleged breach of protocol. Alleged

breach of protocol.

I'm curious, though. Would you say the incident is part

of a larger pattern?

Tommy. Commissioner.

So how about it, Mr. Holmes?

Is this all part of a larger pattern?

I'm sorry. I don't follow you.

Do you routinely break the law

during the course of your investigations?

Not that I recall, no.

So you've never broken the law?

Everyone breaks the law, Ms. Walker.

Case in point.

You have been precisely seven minutes early

for every meeting we've ever had.

You arrange your notebooks

exactly the same way each day.

You position a small photograph of an eleventh-century bust

so that you can look at it before you begin your work.

Are you suggesting that someone as bound by routine

such as yourself has never crossed

against the traffic lights in order to keep to a schedule?

I'm not talking about that kind of law-breaking.

So, some degree of criminality is acceptable,

the rest is just negotiating boundaries?

Answer the questions directly, Mr. Holmes.

If you won't do it out of respect for this institution,

do it for the officer who's in the hospital

'cause of what happened here.

I have never broken the law in a manner Ms. Walker suggests.

We have statements from several officers saying

they have no idea how you and your partner

get inside of so many private homes

and businesses when nobody's there.

They all think you break in.

So, you didn't pick the lock on Victor Nardin's apartment?

You didn't break into the McTierney Brothers Mortuary?

A couple of our officers even think

you've taught your partner how to do it.

The officers who told you those things are confused.

You're saying you didn't enter those dwellings?

Because you used evidence from inside those places.

No. Ms. Watson and I entered those locations,

just not illegally.

I'm not sure I understand.

It was quite some time ago, but if I remember correctly,

on most of those occasions, the doors were open.

In New York City?

The front doors were open?

Not just unlocked, but actually open?

I was surprised, as well.

In several other instances,

we thought we heard cries for help.

They turned out to be televisions

with the volume turned up.

So there's an epidemic of people

leaving their TVs on?

Once we mistook the cries

of a small puppy for a baby in distress.

Your Honor, allow me to register my skepticism.

Registered, but unless

you've got a witness who can contradict Mr. Holmes'

testimony... How could she?

Miss Watson and I were the only ones present.

Oh, I'll be asking Miss Watson what happened.

Excellent. That should clear things up.

So, someone walked

into the eleventh precinct with a shotgun.

This has something to do with the James Dylan incident...

No, it has everything to do with it.

Having disarmed the knight,

we turned our attention

to establishing his identity and that of the queen.

Does anyone ever call you anything besides "The Knight"?

It was my duty to kill the queen.

I-I was summoned to her lair

and told that only in death

would her soul be saved from the demons.

Th-This lair...

do you have any idea where it is?

It was my sworn duty.

This is going nowhere.

He's schizophrenic, in the middle of a psychotic episode.

It's going to be days

and a lot of risperidone before he starts making sense.

Not a time frame that bodes well for the queen,

on the off chance she is still alive.

Well, there's blood in the treads of his boots.

Probably hers.

Two receipts, both for early-morning coffee runs.

One at 6:27 a.m., one at 6:36,

both from the same bodega

on West 20th and Fifth Avenue.

Well, maybe he lives in the Flatiron district.

Along with hundreds of thousands of other people.

Only one of them is named Silas Cole.