Golden Boy

We're way over schedule today, Commissioner,

so I called the Urban Healing Council to postpone.

The victim's advocacy group?

I set the appointment myself.

We got so booked, I figured

you'd prefer a longer lunch with the mayor.

Blow off victim's advocates for a guy I don't like?

Cycles of violence don't merit my attention now?

Commissioner... did I overstep?

Look, I got a personal stake in this, all right?

And when a cop has a personal stake in something,

you take a step back or get bit.

Rochelle!

Please, Rochelle, open the door! We got to talk!

Rochelle!

Same dream, honey?

Yeah. Oh.

Try to get back to sleep.

Oh, yeah.

That's just beautiful.

Ooh...

Got the cocktail flu, big brother?

So, I'm a little, uh...

foggy on how I got home last night.

Blonde detective, Deb...?

McKenzie. Mm-hmm.

Oh. Yeah, right, McKenzie.

She was at that charity function.

I saw her at the bar.

I don't think I've ever seen you so lit.

I tried to do my partner a favor...

and it backfired.

Did I, um...

did I do anything inappropriate in any way?

She practically had to carry your ass home.

Yeah. And then you ate

ice cream sandwiches in your undies.

Yeah. You're really enjoying this.

She did, too. She's cool.

I like her for you.

That guy she's with sounds like a real jerk. Arroyo?

How'd you know she's with Arroyo?

You mentioned it last night.

Something about how she's too good for him.

What, I said that to McKenzie?

Mm-hmm.

Hey. What's that about?

I can't tell. Hey, uh, Agnes said

you got me home last night,

so... I owe you one.

Mm. Yeah, you were pretty hammered.

Yeah.

Uh, you know, if I said anything crazy,

it was... it was probably the booze talking, not me.

Oh. My experience, when you're trashed like that,

you usually spill the truth.

Yeah, well, apologies

and, uh, especially for the ice cream moment.

I'll always remember it as Clark-in-his-underwear moment.

Wow.

I guess I missed quite a party, huh?

Ice cream, booze...

underwear?

Guess my invite got lost in the mail.

It's not how it sounds, all right?

Oh, no?

All right, listen up.

Sanitation found a body.

183 Liberty Street.

Arroyo, you have to catch.

Am I still riding with you?

Unless you'd rather walk.

Look, I-I know how badly I screwed up, all right?

I never should've spoken for you.

Keep going.

I figured with Tim Novak dead,

covering up his past crimes was worth it

to get you a bump in grade, but that's...

Something you would do, not me.

Okay, that lesson is stored away.

You know, you got a natural instinct

to play political angles.

But it's one thing

when you make decisions that you have to live with...

but leave me out of it. Done. Absolutely.

You look hungover.

Yeah, I had a terrible morning.

You know the worst part of it?

Thinking I had damaged our relationship in some way.

So, obviously, I got a lot to learn.

Nah, we've only got, like,

a million more lessons to go.

Both radio cars that drove through got flats already.

There's nails everywhere. Just park here.

Thanks.

A garbageman called in a suitcase leaking blood.

Inside, we found this guy.

Male, black, mid-30s...

bruised to all hell.

Not a lot of blood here, though. Looks like a dump job.

Don.

Who is it?

I'm taking the case.

You're the last one who should work this case.

I ain't arguing with you about this, understand?

You're taking a backseat.

We'll notify next of kin.

Perhaps I wasn't clear.

You're taking a backseat; start the canvass.

You... you just gave that case away without a fight.

What's up with that?

What's up with you having

a panty party in Clark's apartment?

Wow. You're really on fire today.

Victim is Calvin McGee.

He's 32, from South Bronx.

Me and Arroyo crossed paths with the victim's family,

so there's history.

So you and Arroyo, you were partners?

For a while.

This DOA has two sisters.

One of them was murdered three years ago.

She was a CI.

She was the one you were close with, right,

and Arroyo leaked her identity?

Right now, we're working the case

of Calvin McGee, okay?

Just Calvin McGee.

Calvin wanted to meet up for dinner last night.

I kept calling him, but...

nothing.

When was the last time you spoke with him?

Day before. Look, I'm sorry, this is just messed up, right?

That out of all the cops in New York, you're standing here?

Right where you stood three years ago

telling me Rochelle was dead?

Damn.

Look, when I saw Calvin's name,

I pretty much thought the same thing.

Yeah, well, I don't think this is gonna work.

I don't know how much I trust you.

I can promise you, no other cop

is gonna give this investigation what I will.

You made a lot of promises to my family.

You promised

to have my sister's back.

We need to ask some questions about Calvin, April.

We're trying to find your brother's killer.

Please... can we come inside?

I thought Arroyo was to blame.

What's her beef with you?

I made mistakes, too.

It's like my family's just caught in this cycle,

spinning around.

Are we just cursed? Is that it?

You've had a run of terrible luck, but...

that's gonna end now.

So, your brother.

How long did Calvin work for the airport?

A few years.

He was a baggage handler,

then he got promoted to supervisor.

I was so proud of him.

His life was together.

Now, I know from back in the day,

your brother used to run with a really tough crew.

He was clean.

Both of us.

I'm going to night school.

We're both going to church.

In honor of Rochelle.

'Cause she never got a chance to.

April, did, uh...

did Calvin ever mention any personal issues

he might've been having?

He was all about that job.

Any problems there? I told you,

he was doing well.

He got promoted.

When a guy who supervises baggage handlers is killed

and his body is disposed of the way it was,

it could be someone sending a message.

So anything you can think of,

anything at all...

A few days ago, he had a... bruise on his face.

He said he fell at work.

I just figured that was the truth.

All right, we'll look into that.

Calvin McGee was one of six supervisors

for baggage handlers on international flights.

He was hardworking

and had a lot of respect from the guys.

Everybody paid him respect,

or were there folks he didn't mesh with?

No, uh-uh. Except the guy

who punched him in the face, right?

Uh...

All I can say on that is, uh, you know, some folks here...

I don't know how they pass the background.

Yeah, I know.