Shades of Blue

- Previously on "Shades of Blue"...

- What is it you want? - If you can't get me

the mastermind behind this heist,

I'm looking at exactly what I want.

Where's Linklater?

- If the money isn't deposited in a week,

they'll send those incriminating photos to the Feds.

- Miguel, I'm gonna give you the money I promised you,

and you're gonna disappear.

You paid him to go away?

- Some weeks ago, you violently pulled one of my associates,

Detective Donald Pomp, out of a deposition.

- Is there a question? - He's been missing

for over three weeks.

Donnie's dead.

Loman killed him in self-defense.

- I've never risked what we have.

Not for anything. You know that,

and you know how I feel about you.

That's Donnie. The first one.

What?

I want to be with you, Matt.

Spending time with your rat.

Let him go!

Whose side are you on?

I'm on your side!

- In an effort to put some room between herself

and her opponent, mayoral candidate Julia Ayres

touted her tough-on-crime position at a local rally.

- I created the Community Crime Initiative

to continue the sacred mission I took on as an NYPD officer,

and I will keep up that fight as your next mayor.

- Working on a new piece for the next recital?

Yeah.

- Something you're excited about?

Uh-huh.

- Anything you want to share with interested parties?

Maybe a title?

- Um, the last two pages didn't print out.

I got to go.

Break a leg.

- Thanks. - Love you.

Love you too.

- Hands! - Don't move.

Hey, right there. Don't move. - Keep 'em up.

- Nate? - Hi, Dad.

A full tactical unit?

I guess if I was you, I wouldn't like my odds

one-on-one lately either.

- Everything's risk/reward, Harlee.

And lately, you are not worth the risk.

- Yeah? Let me know when you really believe that.

- Will you fan out please? Give us some space.

- So, this is what? You're letting me know

you're king of the mountain again?

- No. I'm here to give you a ride.

- I'm a big girl. I can get to work on my own.

- No, but then you'll miss a front-row seat

to the arrests of Detective Nazario,

Detective Tufo...

- You don't want to do that, all right?

It ends your case.

- Wozniak is a big boy. He made a deal.

He gives me evidence.

Councilwoman Julia Ayres is dirty,

or your crew goes down.

Last night, he made his choice.

All right, let me talk to him.

- The man nearly crushed my windpipe last night.

I think he's beyond listening to reason.

- Look, if you knew Wozniak the way you think you do,

you wouldn't have gone full scorched earth.

Deep down, he wants to forgive me.

Just let me get him down to a simmer,

and maybe I can fix this.

- Exploiting a man's attachment to you does seem

to be your specialty.

Speaking of admirers, when's the last time

you heard from Miguel?

Hasn't bothered me in weeks.

- Just the same, I promised I'd check up on him

from time to time, and as you know,

I'm a man of my word.

When it suits you.

Miguel dropped off the grid.

He's disappeared. He's invisible.

And that makes him dangerous.

- Well, maybe he realized I'm a game he can't win,

and he gave up.

Hopeful theory.

I can confirm it when I track him down.

Unless there's some reason you don't want me

looking into Miguel.

- Whatever keeps you off my block.

- If you see Mom's leather coat, let me know. I'll pick it up.

Whiskey breakfast, huh?

Find any answers at the bottom of the bottle?

No, but I've got two more.

- I'll leave you and your buddy to your search, then.

Hey, Nate?

Tell your mom hi for me, will you?

- What did you do this time, Dad?

You know, I was dating Jay four months

before he finally cornered me and asked me to tell him

just one story about you that doesn't end with,

"Because my dad is an ass. That's why."

- And he's still waiting. I get it. I get it.

Little league.

I missed a fly ball,

and Coach yanked me out.

You and I practiced pop-ups for weeks.

He still wouldn't give me another shot,

so you...,

you walk me out to left field,

tell the kid out there to get lost.

Yeah.

And that cocky little jerk nearly pissed himself.

- Yeah, and you stayed by the fence the whole game,

daring Coach to take me out.

You know, when there's not a straight line to something,

you always find another way.

It's the one thing I like about you.

- I don't think I left myself a way back on this one.

So get a bulldozer.

Make one.

- Next time you put a gun to my head,

make sure you pull the trigger.

- Killing a federal officer is a death-penalty case.

So you're welcome.

Linda left me.

That spineless albino played a conversation for her.

From my private life. Me and Donnie.

In my office.

Yeah. That recording. The one you made.

You could've let me know about that one.

I didn't say anything

because it didn't change anything.

Doesn't change anything?

You should've warned me, Harlee.

And what was I gonna say?

Stahl has a nuke?

That would've made you feel better?

- No, what's gonna make me feel better is

to get everybody off the hook, and I'm gonna do it my way.

- Woz, there's no road out of this

that doesn't go through Julia.

Then I'll build a new one.

I'm ending this today.

Let me watch your back.

- I'll go with somebody who hasn't plunged a knife in it.

I got an off-the-books mission.

Right now. No questions asked.

Someone might get bloody.

Are you buying the coffee?

I'll be outside.

All right.

- And I thought kid's puke was a bad way to start off the day.

- We're on the same shooting re-qualification schedule.

You shouldn't be due again for months.

- Yeah. It doesn't smell right. Out of the blue,

they move it up to this afternoon?

But you're good to go.

I mean, your shoulder's holding up, right?

Oh, yeah, painkillers and rest

are a gunshot wound's best friend.

- You might want to keep it down a few decibels.

The Internal Affairs guy's back,

taking up residence.

Can he do that?

- How much you want to bet that ferret's the reason

my re-qual got pushed up?

Detective Espada.

You drew the short one today.

Can I see you in my office, please?

Your office, is it?

You know, squatting is illegal in this city.

- Just 'cause I said "please" doesn't make it a request.

Detective Loman, you too, buddy.

Come on.

Yeah.

One, two, three. Come on.

Watch your toes, boys.

There we are.

Will this be acceptable, miss?

- I haven't been called "miss" since my debut.