The Unusuals

Aloha, Second Squad.

Be advised, that dispatch is officially declaring Friday.

'Hawaiian shirt day'.

Because 'yeah', that's the kind of power I yield.

What time is it? It's early.

Go back to sleep. Ok.

I'm gonna make some breakfast.

Are you sure there is no family you want at the wedding?

I told you, my family is dead.

That is so sad.

Well, I have enough family for the both of us.

Cole. Hey, buddy.

Big day. You up?

I gotta take this. Ok.

Dont forget, we're meeting the caterer at three. At "Fabiani's" on Hudson.

Ok. That the Misses? What is she wearing?

Why is this a big day, Frank?

Hey, did you know that Bobby Fischer played his first match here in New York City?

You know Bobby Fischer, right? Chess champion. He was 13.

I'm hanging up, Frank. Oh, you dont play chess, now do you, Navan?

More of a 'checker"s guy. Well, allow me to... you.

The secret to chess... Deep tactics.

You size up your opponent, you make your move...

And you set the trap. Frank, where are you?

And why is it a big day?

Frank.

Frank! The Ninjacchi strikes again...

Hey. Anywhere you like.

What's' good today? I have pancakes or goulash.

Oh, the pancakes. The other one sounds like a shoe.

You know, I lived in a trailer once and it had the same wood panels.

Yeah?

Hey, you play chess? No, I prefer a game with impact.

No, I hear you. I hear you. Mix it up a little, few scrapes and bruises.

Hey, how about hunting? You like to hunt?

Yeah, I do a little hunting... people mostly.

Right? The most dangerous game.

Have you seen that Jean-Claude Van Damme movie? The guy from "Alien"?

Awesome movie.

Here you go. mmh!

The last meal.

What was that? Hey, have you any ice tea?

Yeah, sure.

Hey, you are a cop, right?

Yeah. Why do you ask? Oh, you just got that look.

Been around a few cops in my life.

Oh yeah?

Here you go.

So, do I know you?

I don't think so. I have one of those faces though.

Familiar.

Like somebody you dream about.

Right. Hey, you got me one of them syrups?

It's just not pancakes without syrup, right?

Of course.

You're the one I want, Van Damme!

Walsh!

Walsh...

Jason...

I got hit...

You gonna be ok.

I know...

:: Italian Subs Addicted::

Translation: Bettaro, chiarettakicca, utopic dream.

Translation: Bougie, eleblack, babylove, The Zed.

Eric. Eric!

Yeah? You see that?

What?

The cash register. Says $ 42.42.

Yeah. So? What if this is a sign?

Because I am 42. What if the cash register is trying to tell me I'm next?

Beaumont's in the hospital, and the whole thing... That's really what you want to...?

Impressive.

Hey. Where is Sergeant Brown? In the back.

I'm actually...

Have to check the crime scene. You're right. Sorry.

Thank you, Captain.

Sir, I canvassed the area.

The clerk next door said that he saw the shooter running towards First Avenue.

How is Beaumont? Well, she's in surgery.

They said clean exit wounds, so that's good.

But she's lost a lot of blood. Did you know about her and Walsh?

Yes, I do.

Where is Cole? We tried to call him

but he is not answering his phone.

Walsh is at the hospital with the sketch artist.

I'm making you lead on this.

This is where you say, "Thank you, I'm honored. I will not let you down."

Thank you. I'm honored.

I'm also the least experienced detective on the squad, sir.

Banks! Delahoy!

Look... Sir.

Want to be honest? Let's be honest. I am worried.

Three months ago, Walsh's partner gets killed.

Today, somebody takes a shot at Walsh. I need to know if the two things are connected.

But I do not want to keep it quiet. I'm on it.

Hey, what's up, sergeant? Somebody just robbed the M15 bus.

Yeah, well, we would prefer to work the shooting.

Understood. But this guy needs to be caught.

The last thing the city needs is a bus full of hostages.

So get your asses down to the scene. Alvarez will meet you there.

You take his lead on this.

What? Why does that guy to be in charge?

Because he's far more professional than either of you.

It's true. He's got us on that one.

Tell us what happened on the bus.

A Puerto Rican male gets on the bus at Houston and Second...

agitated, talking to himself.

Perp pulls a hand grenade in hand and tells the driver to keep going.

A hand grenade? Yup.

The guy goes from passenger to passenger, taking wallets, watches.

Jumps off here.

At Fourth Street and Second Avenue: 42. Tell me that is not a sign, tell me.

You know what I see? I see Second Avenue and Fourth street: 24, ok? Not 42.

Ok, this is how we gonna play it.

Split into three and interview the passengers.

Just make sure that the notes are legible, this time.

Okay. Can you read this?

That's disgusting.

We got a hold of all the passengers.

Well, that's it? We'll be done before lunch.

No. Those are the interpreters.

Those are the passengers. All 42 of them.

Come on!

Hi. Hi.

How is Beaumont? Not good.

They are operating.

So what are we doing?

Dark brown hair, it's greasy. Worn back.

This would be a lot easier if I could sit in front.

The CIC found bullets in the diner wall.

and also picked up some fingerprints of the counter.

What, you do not like hospitals?

No, I'm fine.

The nurses come out every 15 minutes, giving me updates.

Yes, but that's the point, you know...

Go inside, you pace, show your support.

She's in surgery, ok? I mean there's doctors there...

I rather just wait in the car, if that's alright with you.

Yeah... I...

What I was trying to say was... you know, if you are wanted to talk about...

how you are feeling.

So, Brown made you lead on this?

Yeah.

That's good.

Listen, Walsh, did you recognise the shooter? Maybe someone you put away,

or someone with a grudge. No, no.

Hey, Cole!

I just heard. I was at church, they make you turn off your phone.

She is in surgery, stomach wound. The doctors aren't happy.

My phone was off.

How could this happen?

All right. How's this?

Yeah, that's him.

It's him? It's him. Yeah...

Do you recognise him?

No, I have never seen him before.

I should call Allison's mother.

What?

Nothing.

Ok, I gonna take the sketch down to the shop. Get the ball rolling. Let's go.

I was not always the pillar of virtue you see before you.

You stole an armored car?

I am Navan Granger.

Don't tell.

Dispatch, this is 418. Go ahead, 418.

I will need a private line to the FBI.

FBI. Yes, it's Detective Jason Walsh,

from second precinct of New York.

I need some records pulled from Texas and Oklahoma...

Anything you got on a Navan Granger.

AKA Henry Cole.

Ask Mr. Park to describe the bus robber.

Ask him what color his eyes were.

Blue. Blue? Really?

She talk for like an hour.

Mr. Mbuto says the robber had a bomb.

Actually, he said grenade.

I am familiar with the tribal language of Yoruba.

Your mother is a hooker.

Mr Mbuto!

it's cool.

Late twenty, olive skin, kinky hair.

He yelled a lot. I think he was upset about something.

And he had something round in his hand. People said it was a grenade.

Must have been frightened. No, maybe a little disappointed.

Wait. What do you mean... "disappointed"?

I have to tell you he's gonna rob another bus today at 2 o'clock.

He said that? No.

I am psychic.

You're...

Clairvoyant.

I've had visions of the future since I was 13.

It's not as glamorous as it sounds.

It's pretty annoying, actually.

So, I am confused.

Are you saying that you knew that the bus was gonna be robbed when you got on?

Does the number 42 mean anything to you?

What?

I'm getting a very strong feeling.