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Why don't you just reset that thing?
Why? We wake up every morning before it anyway.
If you keep staying over, we're just...
we're not even gonna need it anymore, right?
I know. I'm a total distraction.
I mean, you hardly have time to shave,
shower in the morning.
Who needs to shave? I think I'd rock a mustache.
- Really? - Totally rock it.
Okay, well, you know what?
You're your own person. That's fine.
But wait till after the commissioner's gala.
- Are you going to that? - No, no.
- Oh, yes, you are. You're going to that. - We are.
Well, let me guess... you bought a dress?
Of course I bought a dress.
But it's what I bought for underneath
that you're gonna want to see.
That reminds me of something.
What?
- Got something for you. - Oh, yeah?
Hmm. What's that?
- What is that? - That's a key.
That's the key to my heart.
It also happens to open the front door.
No thanks.
I mean, next you're gonna be asking me
to do your laundry and feed the cats.
I just thought it would be, uh, more convenient.
Well, convenience is boring, and I am not boring.
I am a stallion, and I cannot be tamed.
Stallions are boys. Well, whatever. You know what I mean.
I'm getting us coffee.
Nick. Which color do you like?
Oh, no. I'm not doing this again.
No, no, no. It's a really important decision.
Yes, and it has nothing to do with me.
You should ask Dov.
I... I can't tell Dov what my dress is gonna look like.
It's a thing.
Yes, it is a thing... a wedding thing.
Gala's a work function.
Don't do that.
Don't call it a "work function," okay?
It's taking all the magic out of it.
You don't get it.
You guys have nothing to worry about
except what color your tie is.
We've got the dress, hair, jewelry, shoes.
Shoes!
I can't believe I forgot about the shoes.
I have to build the outfit from the shoes up.
Okay, now what color are gonna make my feet look small,
but not in, like,
a "you have really small, creepy feet" kind of way.
Nick.
Color?
- Red? - Yep.
I look amazing in red. See?
I knew you were gonna help.
Okay, I got one more thing.
I've noticed that not everybody has picked up their tickets for the gala this Friday.
Okay, I'm going to remind you attendance is not mandatory,
which passive-aggressively means that I fully expect
to see each and every one of you there, all right?
If not to witness my snappy new suit
that totally makes my eyes pop, okay?
- Excited. - I know. I am.
You have to see it to believe it.
Get there. Okay, that's it. Get out.
- Sir. - Yeah.
What is Duncan doing back here?
Moore had his gun returned to him today,
- so he's officially back on active duty. - Yeah.
Uh, he showed up in my office this morning
and wanted to bury the hatchet.
And bury the hatchet...
I'm not even sure that you can say that anymore.
- I feel that you can't. - I mean, I don't know, but...
regardless, he requested to ride with you today.
No.
What? Does he forget everything that just happened?
- You know, the backstabbing ... - No. I know.
Like it or not, he is here.
He's on this platoon,
so you're gonna have to figure it out with him eventually.
- Well, then, fine. I will... eventually. - Cool.
I'll take him.
You'll ride with him?
Yeah, why not?
I just won't turn my back or try anything too police-y.
It'll be like adventures in babysitting.
Done.
Thank you. I owe you one.
Oh, don't thank me yet.
I'm supposed to ride with Price.
Eight hours of hearing her talk
about her dress for this commissioner's thing,
you might wish you were stabbed in the back...
In the neck... in the face.
Gail.
- Hi. - Hi.
I've got a problem with a case.
It's one you worked a few months ago.
You filed a report that's full of inconsistencies.
Can we talk somewhere privately?
How about in here?
I didn't work this case. I don't even recognize...
Okay.
Wait... can he see us?
He wishes.
What the... what the hell is going on?
I miss you.
What about your somebody else?
We broke up.
She said I wasn't over my ex.
Mm.
Wait, wait, wait. My God. Wait.
Okay, I know. I mean, we... we've got to talk,
and can we talk tonight?
I will make you dinner,
and I've got this incredible bottle of barolo.
I can't tonight 'cause I have a thing.
Oh.
Yeah. Yeah. But maybe tomorrow.
Okay. Let's do tomorrow.
I should get back to work anyways.
McNally didn't want to ride with me, huh?
Is that a surprise to you?
No, I guess not.
We got water under the bridge. I get it.
Yeah, you kind of lit that bridge on fire.
Hey, it wasn't all me, okay?
And besides, I know I'm not the only one at 15
that she got on the wrong side of.
Oh, yeah, what's that supposed to mean?
I heard things, you know,
about you and her and how she dropped you like a hot rock
when Detective Swarek got shot.
Well, that's not quite how it happened.
- Okay, so what happened? - Duncan, stop talking.
Okay.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
You're a liar.
Okay...
Look, uh, I can sense that you're stressed about something.
- I can see it, okay? - Oh, really?
I have an eye for these things right here and right here.
Sam gave me a key to his apartment this morning.
Shut... up.
That's like practically a marriage proposal.
I didn't take it.
You didn't? Why not?
Because things are really great with us right now.
I don't want to screw it up.
What? Is that crazy?
No, it's stupid.
- It's not stupid. - Okay.
Sounds to me like you are still holding on to a past experience
that has left you superstitious.
But if you don't let this go,
you're gonna be the one that blows it apart.
Look, happy is good.
Happy should not make you nervous.
And everyone knows you always take the key.
Hey! Get back here!
Stop!
Hey, sir!
You need to calm down a minute.
Did you see that?! He just ripped me off!
Just because the gate is broken,
it doesn't mean that parking's free!
He's the third one this week.
Okay. Did you get his license-plate number?
Are you gonna go after him or not?
No, you're gonna calm down and go retrieve the sign.
Are you serious?
$15 an hour?
I'm surprised more people don't park and dash.
1504. Uh, stand by. We might need backup.
You need to stay there. Do not move!
Copy that, McNally. We're standing by.
- Oh, man. Where'd it come from? - I don't know.
Come on, go! Please hurry!
Here we go. There's smoke.
- Exit's that way, guys! - Come on, guys! Out! Please go!
- Aw, man. - Okay.
Hey. It's the police. Please keep moving.
- Let's go. Clear the building, please. - We're good.
Let's go.
You okay?
- Yeah, and you? - Yeah.
Ohh. Oh, my God.
Sir, please, you need to clear the building now.
Down the stairs.
Ma'am, are you okay?
You need to get out, and you need to take those stairs now, okay?
Quickly. Clear the building!
- Okay. - Oh, God.
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