Alert: Missing Persons Unit

Keep it steppin' with that big-headed buffalo.

Hush! My bark is bigger than yours.

Good morning to you, too, Ms. Patty.

Hmph.

How many times have I told this child

you cannot leave your bike sit in the middle of the road!

Hmph.

You're right.

That's right.

Don't mess with Ms. Patty. I told you!

Good.

Mornin', Patty.

Excuse me?

I mean, Ms. Patty.

Did you see, I'm repainting my window frames?

I made sure it's up to snuff this time.

I went with the avocado green

the color that you recommended.

It's a distinguished color.

I think so, too.

I'll see you tonight at the block contest.

Excuse me, Harold.

All right.

Hell no!

Get out here and pick up this mess, you he...

- Hey. - Hey.

Come on in.

Is this a... Good time or a bad time?

Neither. Actually, it's my spa time.

So, if can you make it quick?

"Spa time."

I didn't realize the four seasons came through

and installed spas here.

Hilarious. No, I was serious.

The water at this dump hits peak heat

between exactly 9:15 and 9:23,

and I just lost a minute of that to answer the door for you,

so, whatever you're doing here better be worth it.

I brought you a laptop?

Yeah, that's a decent start.

I need you to look into... Something.

What, another work favor?

Mpu should really just consider

adding me to the payroll at this point.

This is not mp

Nikki thinks our new boss is clean.

I think he is, dirty.

Have a look.

That's the car bomb

that killed John maritz and his lawyer?

Correct. And this is the guy

that just confessed to the crime. All right?

His name is Logan barlowe.

He's got priors that fit,

he's been dormant for the last three years,

so, I ask you, why?

Well, you know that could be a million reasons.

Right... braun, he takes this guy right to the D.A.

And confesses... all tied up in a bow.

That's not goofy to you?

No. That... that is weird.

Right.

I don't care what Nikki says,

this guy braun is involved in this,

and I need you to find a connection

between braun and Logan. Okay?

Yes. No, no eBay, no Amazon, no doordash.

Please.

Okay. Great.

You gonna let go?

Okay. Thanks.

Thank you!

What up, y'all?

Hey.

Buenos dias.

Just

hey, hey. Your mug.

Thanks.

God.

Please tell me it's nothing that can't be ironed out.

What are you talking about?

Whatever fight y'all had,

are having, or want to be having, and instead,

you're dancing around like very polite strangers.

I don't know what that means, but we're not fighting.

Okay, I am thrilled to officiate your wedding,

but not until you two figure out whatever this is.

We're fine.

Okay, I hear it.

I receive it... But come find me

when you're ready to be honest about what's going on,

because it's giving "we need an inter-friend-tion."

Captain Batista? We have a walk-in.

Thank you.

I need a few more details, Harold.

Does Patty have any... she prefers "Ms. Patty."

Does Ms. Patty have any health issues?

Any... any signs of dementia?

No! She's as sharp as a tack,

and the finest block captain in Philly.

Gotta be healthy, what, with all the cleanups

and the fundraisers.

And you're sure she didn't just slip away for a few days?

6,000 captains in Philly,

and Ms. Patty's won the "cleanest block" contest

five years running.

Today was the reception announcing this year's winner,

and she was a no-show!

She'd never miss that

- not in a million years. - Right.

I looked for her at her house,

checked her favorite office supply store,

her favorite cafes.

Plus, she isn't answering her phone,

and she always answers her phone!

I mean, maybe she had a family emergency?

Do you know any of her relatives that we can reach out to?

Not as far as I know.

Truth is, we haven't really talked about much,

other than the block.

Harold, thank you so much for coming in.

Let us look into it, okay?

Ms. Patty's special.

Smart and feisty, and her heart...

Well, it's solid gold.

Ever since I moved to Philly last year,

seeing Ms. Patty's the brightest moment of my day.

You have to find her.

Please.

Harold, you have my word.

We'll do everything we can. Okay?

Thank you.

Notify hospitals, precincts...

And put a trace on her phone.

- Yeah. - Okay.

Make the damn call, lady.

That gun supposed to scare me?

Go ahead! Do it.

Kill an old lady.

Keep running your mouth, and I will.

We know you got Maurice's number in your contacts

under a different name.

Call him, now!

You got the wrong idea, if you think I'm giving him up.

You think I'm playing?

Fine! All right! All right. O-Okay, fine. Fine.

- 911, what's your... - Help! Help! I've been taken!

Hey!

You better go ahead and kill me,

'cause I'm not telling you a damn thing.

Hey.

Checked with all the hospitals.

None of them have an elderly woman

that matches the description of Ms. Patty.

And nothing from the precincts. You better try the coroner.

Yep.

We just gonna keep pretending nothing's wrong?

We are not "pretending."

I-I just don't want to bring our issues into work, honey.

Okay, then let's resolve it.

And I don't like it.

- That's not true. - Yes, it is.

All the looks, all the sidebar

Nikki, we're getting married, okay?

You can't do this.

But we have an endangered woman out there

and right now is just not the time.

Yes?

- Is... - You can come in.

Okay. I got Ms. Patty's cellphone records.

The phone is off, so I can't trace the location,

but the last call she made was to 911.

The dispatcher said that she yelled for help

and then the call was shut down.

Put out the alert.

I found her binder in the alley.

How well you know Ms. Patty?

I avoid her at all costs.

Why's that?

She filed a complaint with the restaurant.

Said I was careless with the trash cans.

You believe it?

I'm just doing my job.

I get it, man.

You catch her on a bad day, she's a real tyrant. Right?

Oddly, today, I'm not in the mood to disagree.

You see anything that might suggest Patty was targeted?

"Ms. Patty."

And sure. Take your pick.

Not a single person on this block who hasn't seen

the wrath of "sgt. Block captain Ms. Patty."

All right. You know what?

I think, for once, gentrification might help.

Saw a bunch of fancy doorbell cameras

on those houses.

Where exactly did you find the binder?

- Right there. - Right here?

Sorry if something happened to her,

but the way she goes around henpecking,

maybe she finally pecked the wrong cock.