She's texting me again, bro.
- Who? - Angie.
Will you see her again?
Nah, man. I have to shut that down.
You've been singing the blues about this woman for months.
She reaches her hand out, and you're gonna slap it away?
Yeah, well, she broke my heart, man.
Hey, which means she deserves another shot.
Trust me.
I know... 14 years and counting.
You're right.
I'll give her a call.
Nice.
I'm gonna go get the rest of the bags.
Whoo!
That wasn't me.
Says the guy with the razor-sharp French toast
and the sausage kabob.
Okay, that was me, but that balloon had it coming.
To you, my love, my heart, my bride.
Welcome back to our home.
Oh, that is so sweet, Castle.
But how is this really a welcome back
if I've been sneaking into your room almost every night?
Well, because you officially moved all your stuff back in.
Now that we've agreed to hunt LokSat together,
we can simply pick up exactly where we left off.
And as I recall, we left off this morning somewhere
right about here.
Lucy, music off!
As you wish, Rick.
What just happened?
Well, I've integrated Lucy into all the loft's infrastructure.
Climate, lights, music... You name it, she controls it.
Just got to work out a few kinks.
Well, I still like a few things the old-fashioned way,
so do you want me to make you a cup of coffee?
Uh, no need, Kate.
I've programmed Rick's coffee exactly to his liking...
Cuban blend, steamed milk, two sugars, pinch of nutmeg.
Amazing, huh?
- Oh. - No, Rick, you're amazing.
No, you are.
- No, you are. - No, Lucy, you are.
- Rick, you are amazing, and you know it. - Beckett.
Stop it. I'm not doing this with you again.
- You stop it. - Yeah. Got it.
We have a homicide.
You, me, and a crime scene... Just as nature intended.
All right, Captain, let's roll.
Yeah, no can do.
Captains have to multitask.
In fact, I am due for a meeting with the D.A.
So why don't you meet up with the boys?
We can debrief later.
You got it.
Um, Lucy, do you think you could make me a cup of coffee...
Splash of low-fat milk, two Splendas?
No can do. All out of Splenda.
But there is a Starbucks two blocks from here.
Would you like directions?
No. Thanks.
I know where it is.
Great. Have fun. Goodbye.
Leave the house.
Lanie, look who's here.
Castle! So happy you and Beckett are back together.
Now do us all a favor and don't mess things up with her again.
Why do you assume it was my fault?
Everything is your fault.
Now come meet our new victim... Michael Kirby, single GSW.
Our thief/killer rappelled from that A/C duct.
And they got away with $100,000 in cash.
This is Darren Ives.
He was inside when he heard the shot.
Rushed out, but the killer was already gone.
I don't know how that guy did it.
I mean, this is a high-security warehouse.
It's damn near Fort Knox.
And you didn't see anything suspicious?
Nothing. It was just a normal drop.
Let's finish taking your statement over here, please.
What? Are your allergies acting up?
What is this... gelatin?
It smells like ladies perfume.
What is that scent? Is that White Diamonds?
No. Chanel No. 5.
Ah.
One Direction body spray. Nailed it.
This stuff dripped from the A/C vent.
CSU took samples...
It's from the alarm sensors in the vent.
Apparently, the killer used it to disable the security system.
Lanie, can you ask the lab to put a rush on this?
Why? What is it?
I've seen this M.O. before.
It was like 10 years ago.
So, when you worked with the 54th?
Yeah. I collared a thief.
Her name was, uh, Sonia Ruiz.
She was part of a crew
that stole $10 million worth of gold coins
from some auction house.
And they used a fragrant gel, too?
It was actually a unique blend of Jell-O and ladies perfume.
You're saying a kid's dessert mixed with eau de toilette
can foil a sophisticated security system?
I'm telling you, we need a dog.
Does that formula even work?
Yeah. Someone in the crew came up with it.
The gelatin blocks the security lasers,
and the phthalates in the perfume
create an even distribution over the sensors.
But the mix has to be exact... 80% Jell-O, 20% perfume.
Which is the precise ratio
of the gelatin found at our crime scene.
Lab sent over the analysis report.
Identical to the heist from nine years ago,
where the only perp captured was Sonia Ruiz.
Yep. That's her.
So, obviously, this wasn't a coincidence.
Most likely, someone from the crew
reused the technique and is behind our victim's murder.
Well, it couldn't have been Sonia.
She got 15 years.
And what about the rest of the crew?
Nah, she didn't give up any names.
The rumor was that the crew was put together
by some mysterious shot-caller...
Goes by the street name of "Great White."
Is it possible to trace them through the stolen gold coins?
I mean, they had to have tried to sell them at some point.
There hasn't been any trace of them since the heist.
Well, that makes sense.
If they melted the coins down for the gold,
that would render the coins untraceable.
Espo, why don't we pay Sonia Ruiz a little visit?
She might not have turned on her crew back in the day,
but after nine years hard time,
we might be able to persuade her.
You know what? From what I remember,
she may be the type to hold a grudge,
so you might have better luck taking Castle with you.
Oh, no, not falling for that trick again.
Contrary to what you three led me to believe,
those women's prisons are nothing like
the late-night Skinemax movies, so have fun.
All right, Ms. Ruiz, tell me what you know.
Please. I didn't snitch back in the day.
Why would I start now?
Because nine years ago, this was just a burglary,
and now it's a murder.
Murder?
Who died?
An armored truck driver.
Look, Sonia, you help me out, I'll help you out.
With what?
I'm up for parole in three months,
and due to overcrowding, I'm a lock to get out.
Not if I go to your parole hearing
and testify that you refused to cooperate in solving a homicide.
It's like that?
I've got an innocent man in the morgue
who left behind a wife and two small kids,
so, yeah, it's like that.
I couldn't help you even if I wanted to.
The gold coin heist Great White set up
was a two-person job,
but I don't know my partner's name.
That doesn't make any sense.
And yet it's true.
He didn't know my name, and I didn't know his.
So neither one of us could rat out the other.
We used shark names. I was Mako. He was Hammerhead.
All right. What can you tell me about Great White?
Now, his name I knew... Jimmy Sanchez.
He was the neighborhood shot-caller back in the day.
Okay, so, where can I find him?
In the cemetery.
He died a little over three years ago.
Wait, if Great White is dead,
then Hammerhead's most likely our killer.
Hey, that Jell-O perfume formula was his invention,
so it has to be.
W-What do you remember about Hammerhead?
Um...
Anything at all.
Once let it slip that he met Jimmy Sanchez
at a bar called, um, El Toro.
Good. I'll have my detectives head off over there.
Good luck with that, lady.
It's up in Spanish Harlem.
No one there talks to the police.
However, they will talk to me.
You want me to put you on the street?
No.
Hey, you're hanging parole over my head.
You want Hammerhead, this is how you get him.
The Department of Corrections authorized her furlough?
Yeah. Right now, Sonia is our best and only path
to Hammerhead's real identity.
So, what's the plan?
You and Espo are gonna head over to the...
Excuse me.
What's going on?
What are you not telling me?
So, funny story, really, uh...
What?
Sonia and I were, uh, we were kind of involved.
Involved like dating?
Dating? No.
Come on. Dating.
We... We were more like engaged.
Engaged?! You were...
Wait a second. All these years you never told me that?
You never asked.
You're a cop. How could you get involved with a criminal?
Well, technically, they were in the same line of work.
So, really, it's a workplace romance.
Thank you.
I didn't know she was a crook at first, okay?
I-I met her at a club. She seemed normal.
We just... We just clicked.
And it's probably why she hid who she really was from me.
A-And when did you find out the truth?
After it was too late!
We were engaged, and then she started acting strange...
Disappearing at odd hours,
and then she couldn't look me in the eye.
And then news of that gold coin heist broke,
and I... I don't know.
I knew.
And I was the one who arrested her.
So, did you ask for the ring back,
or did you let her keep that so she could trade it
for cigarettes in the prison yard?
That's... Don't answer that.
Okay. So, obviously, you're sitting this one out.
Whoa, whoa, ho-whoa. Why are you benching me?
Okay. I get it. But there's no need.
Any feelings I had for her
died the moment I slapped those cuffs on.
Trust me, I am over her completely.
Javier?
You sure you're over her?
You might want to tell your mouth. Close that up.
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She's gorgeous.
She a'ight.
Are you all right?
I mean, you seemed a little taken aback
when you first saw her.
Nah, man.
It's just, um... It's just a little déjÃ vu.
She's literally wearing the same outfit I arrested her in.
Nine years later, still a great dress.
It was a Friday night.
What's that?
It was a Friday night.
We went salsa dancing on Friday nights.
You know, Javier, there's no shame in admitting
if you still have feelings.
I know, but I don't.
She's just another convict... Nothing else.
This ankle monitor is a next-generation device
with a variety of new tracking features.
This is the instruction manual.
Now, I could walk you through some of the features...
What does he have to do with this?
Uh, Detective Ryan's gonna accompany you to the bar he's...
What? Him? Hell, no.
Take me back to prison. This is not gonna work.
Wait, I-I'm sorry. What's the problem?
You're gonna send me into a Spanish Harlem bar
with Saint Paddy on my arm.
Sweetheart, I used to work undercover.
I can take care of myself.
Look, the only way this is gonna work
is if I go in with somebody who can blend in.
Someone like Javi.
For the umpteenth time, Beckett, I... I can handle this.
Really? Because if it was me,
I don't think I would be that confident.
Is it awkward? Of course.
But it's the only way we're gonna solve this murder.
Castle and Ryan are gonna be backing me up in a follow car.
What's the worst that could happen?
I don't know.
And that's what makes me nervous.
Kate, I am not gonna let you down.
All right. Listen up, Sonia.
You do what I say when I say it, understand?
Nice to see you too, sweetie.
This is not a... This is not a joke, okay?
When I say "jump," you say...
That you're out of your damn mind
if you think I'm jumping in these heels, okay?
And speaking of, I need new clothes
'cause this outfit is damn near 10 years old.
And I got a rep to protect, so I need labels.
Fine, whatever. Let's just hurry up and get this over with.
Didn't I used to say that to you
whenever you got frisky at night?
Let's go.
This is gonna be so much fun.
Can you please speed up?
You know, my prison term is gonna be over
by the time we get there.
I'm going the speed limit.
Oh, good.
You know, I don't want you to get pulled over by a cop.
Come on! Hurry up!
I think we better slow down a little bit.
There we go.
That's much better.
I still can't believe Javi was engaged to that woman.
Oh, I can.
I mean, you see the electricity between those two?
It crackles.
Yeah, that might be a problem.
We need to keep an eye on her.
Well, actually, I think we can do more than that.
There a listening device built in to Sonia's ankle monitor.
- A hidden mike? - Yeah.
All we have to do is enter the security number into the app...
We can hear everything they're saying.
But they wouldn't know that we were listening.
That would be an invasion of their privacy.
You got a problem with that?
No! No.
You know, I'm glad
you didn't get fat over all that guilt.
What guilt?
For turning me in.
Why would I feel guilty about doing my job?
Because you love me.
Loved you.
Past tense... way past.
Done. Finished. Terminado.
You know, I was meaning to say thank you.
For what?
For arresting me.
You saved me the misery of spending another day with you.
That's harsh.
How's your abuelita's hip?
Good. She finally got it replaced.
Oh, good.
She was always so sweet.
Your whole family was.
That's what haunts me, you know...
Thinking how they must have reacted when they learned
I was nothing more than a crook.
If Great White met Hammerhead here,
stands to reason that somebody knows his real identity.
Yeah, but that was nine years ago.
Where do we start?
The bartender.
He's bound to know where the old timers are.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Let me do the talking.
What's going on, guys? What can I get for you?
Uh, shot of tequila, double rows.
- What? - Hmm.
Double rows coming up.
Thank you, baby.
What is she doing?
She's blending in to her environment.
It's actually a brilliant strategy.
Either that or getting Javier drunk.
Why would she want to do that?
Exactly. Exactly.
Ding ding.
Aah!
We got a winner.
Set us up again.
If you say so.
Hey, bro, how long you been bartending here?
A little over 10 years.
Oh, so then you remember a guy named Jimmy Sanchez?
Went by the name of, uh, Great White?
- Right? - Great White.
Yeah, yeah. Why you ask?
Did you ever see him with this, you know,
really good-looking kid form the neighborhood...
Short with a beard?
No, sorry.
Hey, it's all good.
I just got out on parole, you know,
from a little job I did back in the day,
so if I could just find him...
Look, señorita, I can't help you out.
How 'bout now?
What the hell are you doing, bro?
Give me his name.
Wait, does this sound like...
It sounds like he's playing "Five Finger Fillet"
with the bartender, it certainly does.
Don't tell Beckett.
Ooh. My hand's getting twitchy, bro.
You better tell me something.
Okay.
Look, it's J-Joey.
All right? His name's Joey.
Joey what?
It beats the hell out of me, man.
I haven't seen the guy in over a year.
- That's all I know. - I don't belive you.
Stop!
He's close his close with his grandmother.
She lives up the street.
Third building, the brick one, 6D.
She can tell you where he is.
Thank you.
Mm.
6...
6D.
It's open.
Hello?
Castle.
I lost the signal.
You make a move, and I'll kill you.
Hey!
Who are you, and why'd you break into my GG's house?
- Put the gun down. - Screw that.
Normally I'd do this back and forth thing with you,
but I got to go chase her, so...
Man...
Don't go anywhere.
Okay. Here we go.
Just re-enter the serial number...
...and voilÃ.
They're my toes, and I can pick them if I want.
That's the wrong ankle monitor.
- Ju... - Must have transposed their number.
Was that...?
Damn it!
Yeah, she's right there. I got her.
Sonia! Stop!
Javi, you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay. What are you doing?
There was a guy with a shotgun...
Let me see your hands!
What?
What, you think I was trying to escape?
I see a gun, and I run!
I was trying to get to a phone to call 911.
Not buying it, sweetheart.
Irish, I got three months left on my sentence, okay?
I already served nine long years.
I run right now, they add another two.
How dumb do you think I am?
Don't answer that. It's a trap, trust me.
Do you think she's telling the truth?
I don't know.
It's not like she hasn't lied to me before.
Damn.
I knew you weren't over me.
I am so over you.
Now, was that Hammerhead that jumped me with the shotgun?
Yeah.
That was him.
Look, I didn't know you were a cop, man.
You broke into my GG's apartment,
my shotgun is registered,
and I have a right to defend my property.
So y'all got nothing to hold me on.
You like sharks, Joey?
Yeah. They're cool, I guess.
What's your favorite shark?
Oh, yeah, I like the ones with the, uh,
with the funny shaped heads.
You know what I'm talking about?
Oh, yeah, the hammerheads.
Yeah, that's... that's it.
That's funny because, uh,
we heard that you were Hammerhead.
Yeah? Who told you that?
Wait, that girl that was with you earlier.
I knew she looked familiar.
Hammerheads aren't usually man-killers, Joey.
So, what happened?
Oof.
I don't know what you're talking about.
10 years ago, you were part of a heist crew
that used gelatin mixed with perfume
to disable security systems.
Last night, you used the same recipe
to break into a high-security warehouse.
Only thing is, you got caught and you murdered a guard.
Last night, I was in Jersey at my Chicken-Chicken-Chicken.
It's a chicken restaurant.
I own seven in the Tri-State area.
Let me guess... You bought those
with your share of the gold coin heist?
Even if I did, statute of limitations is over.
And I have a dozen witnesses that put me
at the Chicken-Chicken-Chicken until 3:00 a.m.
So, you ain't gonna touch me with that score either.
That doesn't mean you weren't a part of the heist.
How else would they know about the gelatin formula?
Easy... I ain't the only one who knew it.
Great White?
Jimmy Sanchez is dead.
We confirmed that.
Yeah, but he ran other crews.
Ain't no telling how many of them he told.
Look, I'm a successful businessman now.
All right? Whatever criminal instincts I had...
long gone.
I'm all about the chicken now.
Hey, Cap.
Joey's alibi checks out.
'Re pulling apart his financials,
but it looks like he might be telling the truth.
Okay. I got UNis taking Sonia back to prison.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm just, uh, you know...
I'm just bummed that it didn't work out.
Not... Not between me and Sonia.
I'm talking about the... the case.
Ryan! You got something?
Yeah. I think that crew used an inside man.
What? What makes you think that?
The security system at that high-security warehouse
is way more sophisticated than the auction house
where those gold coins were stolen.
I mean, they had an infrared camera system
that some low-tech bypass couldn't have knocked out.
Yet it was down at the time of the murder.
So, somebody on the inside did turn it off.
Yes. Michael Kirby, our victim.
His security code was the one used.
But if he was in on it, then why kill him?
I don't know. But we could ask his wife.
Hey, Captain, I'd like to, uh,
volunteer to take Sonia back to the prison.
No. I don't think that's a good idea.
Yeah, I know, but it's the right thing to do.
All right.
You interview Kirby's wife.
And I expect you back first thing in the morning,
ready to work.
Yes, ma'am.
He's gonna be fine.
I'll take her, boys...
Captain's orders.
This is bull, Javi. You know I can still help.
I'm sorry. Joey was your only shot.
This sucks.
I thought I'd at least get...
a decent meal, maybe a hot shower,
sleep in a real bed.
Well, in three months, you'll get all that.
You don't understand.
Nine years, I've eaten prison food,
slept on a six-inch piece of foam.
Nine years, I've had to live on edge.
And I thought I'd get, you know, a little time to relax.
Well, the drive is an hour.
You can relax in the car.
What am I doing here?
I already gave my statement.
Mrs. Kirby, we know about
your husband's involvement in the heist.
What?
We found anonymous bank deposits
totaling $10,000
made to your joint account.
We can charge you as an accessory.
My husband was in trouble.
He borrowed money from some bad people,
and we couldn't pay it back.
And then last week, a man came to him,
and he said he could make the debt go away
if my husband would help him.
What was this man's name? What did he look like?
I don't know. I never met him.
All I know is that Michael communicated
on a pre-paid cellphone he kept in the garage.
Is the phone still there?
Yeah.
What are we doing?
This is your Mom's house.
Yeah.
It's Thursday, family dinner night.
You're gonna have a home cooked meal,
and then it's straight back to the prison.
I can't face your family, Javi,
not after what they know about me.
I didn't tell them anything.
What?
I told them that I was the one that screwed up,
that you broke up with me.
You did that for me?
Thank you.
All right.
Hello?
Mijo, you're late!
You know how I worry.
How hard is it to call?
The traffic... come here. Come here.
- Hi. - Hi.
'Sup, cuz? Still selling out to the man?
Are you still living in your mama's basement?
Sonia?
- Yeah, whatever. - Is that you?
Oh!
So, are you two back together?
No. No. We are not together.
Oh. iEstÃºpido!
Don't let this one get away twice.
- Come. Eat, eat. - Okay.
I made Javier's favorite... mofongo. Whoo!
You're a lucky man, Javi.
And why's that?
Your family.
You know, I really never had one.
My Dad left when I was 5,
and Mom had two jobs just to keep the lights on.
I have a lot of regrets, Javi...
Bad choices,
compromises I made...
the path I took.
If things would have been different,
we'd have had a family of our own by now.
If...
It would have been good.
I better get you back.
Can I at least take that hot shower?
Please?
10 minutes, okay?
And then we got to hit the road.
You can join me if you want.
Uh, I don't... I don't think that would be a good idea.
I'll leave the door unlocked
just in case you change your mind.
Nah.
Great.
Hey, Ryan.
Hey, Javi, listen to me.
Yep.
Our victim was the inside man.
He communicated with the killer using a burner cell.
I pulled the records from the killer's phone.
I traced the calls it made.
There were three made to Sonia's prison.
What... What are you saying?
Sonia was in on it.
I can't believe I was so stupid.
She played me.
Yeah. She sure did, buddy.
Kevin, I fixed you your own plate.
Gracias, Mami.
What are you doing?
Dude, it's your Mom's mofongo.
The whole world could be ending. I'd still be chowing down.
Wait. Where's Beckett?
Well, she doesn't know, because if she did...
you'd be in deep trouble.
So we're gonna track your girl down
before the Captain finds out.
No, I-I-I can't ask you to do that for me.
You don't have to. I'm volunteering.
All right? So let's turn your brain back on.
If Sonia was communicating with the killer
and she orchestrated this whole armored car heist
to look exactly like the one she went to prison for,
knowing that we'd go to talk to her...
Then Sonia would get out and lead us to Joey,
who pulled pulled a gun so she could run away.
The whole thing was an escape plan
that she set up with Joey beforehand.
Unfortunately for Sonia, we ran her down.
Okay, assuming all this is true, why now?
I mean, she had three months left until parole.
Why throw that all away?
I don't know.
But I bet you Joey does.
I don't know what you're talking about.
We pulled your financials, Joey.
You know, it turns out that Chicken-Chicken-Chicken
is bankrupt, bankrupt, bankrupt.
I'm doing some corporate restructuring.
All right? That's no crime.
We also found a pair of phone calls to your phone
from the same burner phone that called our victim.
Now, that makes you an accessory to murder.
Okay.
I got a phone call from a guy that I never met.
Said he knew I was in trouble, and he offered to bail me out.
How much would that take?
Half a million.
They didn't get a fraction of that from the bank job.
Sonia's share of the gold... We never found it.
Maybe that's why she broke out.
But, again, why now?
That money will still be there in three months.
Play time's over, Joey.
You better tell us who this guy is,
or you're gonna be living in an eight-foot cell
until they carry you out in a six-foot box.
I swear I'm telling the truth.
All right, all I know is that he was an ex-boyfriend.
I don't know any of Sonia's ex-boyfriends.
Why don't you see if you can I.D. any of them?
Meanwhile, I'll pull visitor logs from the prison.
All right.
It's Beckett.
Ah.
Hey, Captain. Hey. How's it going?
Fine. Just running down leads.
Uh-huh. And how's Javi holding up?
Well, he's been better.
Well, you know what?
I'll bring some cronuts by in the morning.
That usually cheers him up.
Okay, I'll talk to you soon. Bye.
Everything all right?
I don't know. I hope so.
- This'll make it better. - Thank you.
I have to say, Katherine,
it is so good to have you home.
Thank you.
I second that motion.
Oh, thank you.
Ohh.
Lucy! What the hell?
Turn it off!
Whoa, language, Kate.
Is there a problem?
Oh, really?
Well, then, let me make it up to you.
Isn't that a little extreme?
No. No, actually, I-I-I don't think so.
Look, uh, this... this might sound odd,
but ever since I got back, it's like Lucy's been jealous.
She's an "it." A C.P.U. wrapped in a plastic pyramid.
She doesn't have emotions,
and she certainly can't be jealous.
You were saying?
So... So, you're telling me she's only had
one visitor in the last year?
All right, what's the name?
Alberto Pena.
All right, thanks.
Whoa, you're an old-ass boyfriend.
No.
You're Sonia's father.
Hey, Jenkins, have you seen Esposito?
Yeah, he ran out of here 10 minutes ago.
Yeah?
What are you doing?
I can't let you put yourself out there for me anymore, bro.
This is my mess, and I got to clean it up.
All right. Everybody stop!
I need to know what Esposito found out
when he ran out of here.
Please, it's a matter of life and death.
Sonia! Get away from the bed!
My Dad, he's dying. I'm sorry I didn't tell you.
Just stop it.
I'm not buying any of it.
You didn't break out of prison
just because your old man was kicking the bucket.
He has your share of the gold.
When you found out he had a stroke,
you panicked because you were worried
that his new wife was gonna steal your gold.
The thing I don't get is, why didn't you just have
your partner on the outside get it for you?
You don't know where it is.
Jimmy Sanchez wasn't Great White.
Your father is.
And he kept your share of the gold after you went in.
Javi, Javi, you were always too smart for your own good.
NYPD!
I can't believe the two of you
kept me in the dark about this.
Captain, I'm sorry.
No. We will talk about this later.
Right now, let's just focus on finding Espo.
I just hope it's not too late.
If Sonia and her partner wanted to kill Esposito,
they would have done it here.
No, t-they must need him for something.
The question is, why was Sonia so desperate
to see her father before he died?
According to Espo, they weren't even that close.
Maybe he has something she wanted.
And I think I know what it is.
Gold.
He was holding her cut of the heist from nine years ago.
Sonia didn't want the secret of the gold's location
to die with her father.
They took Esposito for insurance in case we tried to stop them.
Which means we find Pena's coin stash, we'll find Espo.
Problem is, we don't know the first thing about this guy.
Well, time for a crash course. Let's tear this place apart.
Right.
Javi, you awake?
How's your head?
I'm fine.
Your boy toy hits like a little bitch.
You know, I'm sorry, Javi.
It wasn't supposed go like this.
No one was meant to get hurt.
Forget hurt... Two little kids don't have a dad today
because of you and your boyfriend.
Don't think that's not tearing me up.
You have to believe me, Javi.
I didn't know Ronaldo was gonna kill that man.
That is such a cop-out.
You knew what he was capable of.
I just didn't think that you were.
I thought that, deep down, you had a good heart.
I know that you had a tough go when you were little,
but sooner or later, you got to stop blaming your childhood.
At some point, when you choose wrong over right...
that's on you.
It's always been so black-and-white with you, huh?
Espo's rules of life.
Well, let me tell you something.
I spent nine years in that cell
while Joey and my dad breathed free air
and spent their millions.
All I had to hold on to was the money.
No way in hell I was gonna let that go.
This is it up ahead.
Well, I hope that money's worth it,
'cause you're gonna have to live with what you've done
for the rest of your life.
You should really be nicer to the lady.
Not that her little soft spot's gonna save you,
'cause once we get that gold...
Sonia's Dad owned
at least half a dozen businesses...
Dry cleaners, car wash, a Cuban restaurant?
All high cash flow. Makes sense.
If he was selling off his gold bit by bit,
he'd need a place to launder the money.
Well, according to the company's bank records,
the weekly receipts were pretty uniform.
Except, look at this, the dry cleaners...
About three months ago, there was a spike
in the weekly deposit amount
and three months before that and before that.
Same with the restaurant.
So he was retrieving some of the gold every three months,
selling it off, and then running the proceeds
through his businesses.
Hey, Ryan, where is Vikram
with the GPS info from Pena's phone?
He just sent this over.
Pena stayed close to home most of the time,
except for this location.
Looks to be an outlier.
He wouldn't go there often, only once every...
Every three months?
Exactly. And only at night.
And what's there?
Let's see, uh...
It's an old Con Ed storage facility.
Perfect place for stashing coins.
Pena owned a transport company
that subcontracts with Con Ed.
Then that's it. That's where he is.
Let's go. Once they find the gold,
they're gonna make a run for it.
After they kill Espo.
You guys should just turn yourselves in.
Even if you do get away with the gold,
there's no place you can go where my guys won't find you.
Well, maybe.
But I like my odds a lot more than yours right now.
She said it would be up there.
You go up.
I'll stay here with him.
Careful, baby.
Wow. Haven't seen you smile like that
since I gave you the ring.
Shut up.
Seems so long ago, doesn't it?
It was a different life.
What are you doing?
We can't carry the gold and watch him at the same time.
So this is where his story ends.
No.
Come on, babe.
Don't even pretend like you didn't know
it was gonna go down this way.
Turn away if you don't want to see it.
Mm-hmm.
What the hell?
I can't let you do that.
We don't have time for this.
He's got to die, and we got to go.
No. We leave him here alive.
He was your fiancé, and he threw you away.
He left you to rot in prison.
I was the one who was there for you.
So, why are you willing to shoot me save him?
Because I love him.
Stop, Javi. Javi!
Javi, stop!
It's over, Sonia.
No.
I won't go back. I can't.
You can.
And you will.
Nine years ago, I found out you were a thief.
You know what I did then?
Yeah.
You arrested me.
No.
I went home, and I packed a bag.
And then I grabbed my passport,
cleared out my savings
I was ready to abandon everything I believed in...
because I couldn't picture a life without you.
Why didn't you?
I'm a cop, Sonia. I...
It's all I ever wanted to be.
If I threw that away,
then I wouldn't even deserve you.
We've got a second chance, Javi.
We can run now. It can be like it was.
No.
It can never be like it was.
If I was strong enough to walk up those steps
and arrest the love of my life,
then you are strong enough to face what comes next.
NYPD!
You okay, partner?
Yeah.
Turn around.
Let's go. All right.
Please.
I'm sorry. I screwed up.
I let my feelings for Sonia cloud my judgment,
and... and I let my guard down.
I... Look, I'm not gonna pretend
that I haven't done the same thing,
but I am captain now.
So I have to suspend you for a week... no pay.
Yes, ma'am.
You did the right thing.
Can you give us a sec?
So, uh, I talked to the D.A., and when the dust settles,
he's willing to let you plead out as an accessory
if you testify against Ronaldo.
How many more years?
At least two.
Are you gonna come visit me this time?
Yeah.
Hmm. Are you gonna bring me a cake with a file in it?
Probably not.
Thank God you didn't go bald.
I was just thinking the same thing about you.
Take care of yourself, Sonia.
You, too.
I'll see you soon.
I hope so.
So, what are you gonna do now?
I don't know.
Turns out I got the rest of the day free.
Yeah, me too. I, uh, just called in sick.
Let's go get really drunk.
Damn straight.
Home at last,
with all the makings of a perfect evening...
Thai food, a bottle of Pino, and my two favorite ladies.
Wait, two?
Is that a joke about my boobs?
I'm referring, of course, to you and Lucy.
Oh, right. Lucy.
Oh, come on, don't be mad. I'm kidding.
Is... Is it too late to say it's about your boobs?
No. It's... It's fine.
The truth is, is that I overreacted the other day.
I have a feeling that Lucy and I are gonna be
on much better terms from here on out.
And I am glad to hear it.
You hear that, Lucy?
I knew you'd win her over.
Now, why don't you dim the lights for us
just a little bit?
How's that, Rick?
A-Are the lights not to your satisfaction?
No, they're fine.
Just, uh, who are you, and where's Lucy?
My name's Linus,
and I'm starting to think you don't like me.
Oh, okay, very funny. What did you do?
I-I read the user's manual, and, apparently,
with the simple flick of a switch,
she can become a he.
You killed Lucy?
No. I didn't kill her. I mean, she's still in there.
Why?
You want her back?
No. Of course not.
No. No. Linus it is.
All right, good.
Well, I'm gonna go change,
so why don't you guys become acquainted?
All right.
Okay, Linus. Let's get this bromance started.
How about you make me a little cappuccino?
It's a little late for caffeine, Rick.
How about some relaxing yoga stretches before bed?
And experiment's over.
Where's that switch?
Ow!
Linus, you gave me a little shock.
I think you must have a short or something.
I don't like to be touched, Rick.
Not by you, anyway.
Beckett.
Beckett!
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