- I'm not saying that I don't trust you.
- What are you saying, then?
- I'm almost 30. - Yeah.
- We've been dating for two years,
and I'm not sure that--
we've already broken up three times.
- Yeah, it hasn't been easy. I get it.
- And I wanna make it work, but--
- You don't trust me.
- I don't know.
[gunshot]
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Where the hell are you going?
Brian!
- [groans]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Hi.
- Hey.
- Thank you for coming.
- Yeah, of course.
Oh, how long have you been here?
- Three weeks. - Three weeks?
- Mm-hmm.
- Where are you staying? - At Nikki's.
- It's nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you.
- Yeah, nice to meet you too.
I'm a little bit surprised that you're calling me now.
- I know. I'm sorry.
I've actually been pretty busy.
- With what?
- Finding a job.
- In New York?
- I'm thinking about moving here.
- Oh.
Okay.
- I'm doing well, Maggie.
I've been clean for almost a year, 346 days.
- Which is amazing.
I'm really proud of you.
- It's been hard, but... - Yeah, I'm sure.
- It's good.
- I've never heard of Nikki before.
How did you two meet?
- Oh, she's a friend from before.
And then we went to rehab together.
- Oh, okay.
- She's having a hard time right now, actually.
Her boyfriend and her are struggling 'cause
he kind of disappeared yesterday.
- What do you mean, disappeared?
- Like she can't get in contact with him--call or text.
And I was actually hoping
that you could help us track him down.
- Uh, did you call the police?
- We thought about it, but I thought
it would be faster if I-- [phone buzzing]
- Yeah, it doesn't work like that.
I can't just track people, you know?
Um, okay, I gotta go to work.
Can we get dinner tonight?
- Okay, yeah. - Can you do that?
- Yeah.
- It's so good to see you.
- You too.
- Bye. - Bye.
- Everything okay?
- Yeah.
- If you say so.
- What?
- You didn't say a word the whole ride over here.
- My sister's in town.
- So you're worried. - Well, yeah.
It's not the greatest place for an addict, is it?
- Yeah, but I thought you said Erin was doing good.
- She is.
I mean, at least she says she is.
You know, I don't know.
- You don't believe her?
- It hasn't been the best investment over the years.
- What happened to innocent until proven guilty?
- Easier said than done.
- Detective, what do we have?
- Victim's name is Rafael Morales--
male, Hispanic, age 33, single shot.
- 9 millimeter.
- It's not a robbery. All his cash is in his wallet.
- And we ran the victim's name--
three priors, all drug related.
- So a drug deal gone wrong?
- Federal park.
That's up to you to figure out.
- Anything else we should know?
- No surveillance cameras anywhere in the park.
But we did locate a couple of potential witnesses.
[suspenseful music]
- Then I ran towards the sound of the gunshot.
- Which is insane.
I mean, what were you trying to accomplish?
You're a bond trader, not a superhero.
- I don't know. It was instinct.
It just sort of happened.
- Well, luckily, you're okay.
But Kylie's right, that was dangerous.
- But commendable. So thank you.
- Yeah, like I said, I wasn't really thinking.
Anyway, I didn't actually see the shooting,
but I did see someone running away with a gun in their hand.
- Which direction?
- That way.
And he or she was wearing some sort of baseball hat.
- All right, folks, this is our shooter.
Here he is exiting the west end of the park
57 seconds after the 9/11 call.
- Too dark for facial rec.
- All right, can we zoom in, get a skin color, at least?
- Already tried. Image is obscured.
But we're looking for other angles.
- Yes, please.
All right, let's talk about our victim.
What do we know about Rafael Morales?
- Okay, 33 years old, three drug priors,
was working at a bar in the meatpacking district
called Emeralds.
Oh, and was recently included in a police report.
- Okay, now we're talking.
- Well, it looks like he was in an altercation
with another man outside the bar.
No charges were filed.
- Okay, you got a name for the other guy in said altercation?
- Yeah, Alex Lawson.
- What do we know about Alex Lawson?
Anything in his résumé suggest he's capable of violence?
- Well, it depends on whether or not
you think second-degree murder is an indicator of violence.
- Uh, eyes up. Well done.
And for the record, I most certainly do.
- Alex Lawson, born and raised in Queens,
was convicted of second-degree murder in 2014,
was paroled from Fishkill Correctional Facility
in November 2022.
- All right, let's get a last known address
for Lawson post-haste.
♪ ♪
[knocking on door]
- Alex Lawson? FBI.
Open up!
We need to talk.
Headed around back.
- Alex Lawson!
Do not run!
♪ ♪
He's heading north.
♪ ♪
[engine revs]
Alex Lawson, you're under arrest.
♪ ♪
- Rafael Morales?
What the hell are you talking about?
- Do you know him, yes or no? - Yes.
- He died last night.
- Someone shot him in the head.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
But what's that got to do with me?
- Because we know about your argument with him
outside the bar the other night.
- You think I killed him?
No, that's crazy.
- Well, this makes it a little less crazy.
We have your prints all over it,
and another agent saw you throw it onto a roof.
- It's the same caliber weapon used to kill Rafael.
- I got nothing to do with that murder, okay?
My beef with Rafael was nothing.
I wanted to get into the bar, and he wouldn't let me in.
He was being a prick.
- Where were you last night at 10:00 p.m.?
- I was in Yonkers, eating dinner
with my girlfriend and her mother.
I got pictures and everything.
- Okay, well, that doesn't get rid of the gun charge,
so right now might be a good time for you
to tell us everything you know about Rafael.
- And then what?
- Then maybe we will cut you a deal.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- All I know is that he worked at Emeralds and he sold coke.
Dealt with some other guy, too,
some dude that worked at the door.
- What's his name?
- JJ Gomez.
♪ ♪
- Hey, so Lawson's alibi checks out.
Lots of photos of him having dinner in Yonkers.
Plus, his gun is not a match for the murder weapon.
- Then maybe we really should check out JJ Gomez.
I mean, according to Lawson, Rafael is his partner in crime.
Maybe he knows what's going on.
- Right. Maybe he's the shooter too.
- Yeah, it wouldn't be the first cocaine partnership
to end with a bullet to the head.
- Right.
♪ ♪
- Body!
Uh, Maggie, I need you in here now.
Erin. Erin!
- Oh, my God.
- She's still breathing. - Hey, Erin?
Erin?
Erin? Can you hear me?
Hey, hey, hey, it's me.
- Is she good?
- Yeah, but we should take her to the ER just the same,
get her some stitches, do some tests.
- All right.
I'm gonna need a few minutes with her first.
Thank you.
What--what happened?
- I don't know.
- Nikki and were just talking,
and then these two guys kicked in the door.
They had guns and masks.
They grabbed Nikki.
I tried to help, but, um,
one of them hit me with their gun, and I blacked out.
And then--and then you guys showed up.
- So--so Nikki lives here with JJ?
That's her boyfriend? - Yeah.
- The one that went missing?
What about the masked men? Did you hear them say anything?
- One of them said something like,
"You're coming with us, Nikki."
- So they knew her.
That's helpful.
What about skin color?
- Yeah, white. I saw one of their wrists.
- Tattoos, scars?
I'm gonna get you to the hospital.
I'm gonna send an agent with you
and make sure that you're safe.
- Thank you.
And I'm sorry, Maggie.
I didn't mean for this to happen.
- Hey, it's--it's okay.
[sentimental music]
♪ ♪
I'm gonna check in with you in a bit.
- Okay.
- I'm afraid to ask.
- Nikki lives here, dating JJ Gomez,
who's apparently Rafael's cocaine partner.
- Yes, but where is this JJ dude?
Is he dead? Is he on the run?
- I have no idea.
But the fact that Erin is somehow mixed up
in all of this is, uh-- you know what?
Perfect.
I mean, she is a magnet for drama and crisis.
- Okay, but the good news is that she's okay.
She took a little smack on the head,
but she's gonna be fine.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Special Agent?
- Okay.
- It's just a few stitches.
- We have a few questions. - But hold on a second.
We found two ounces of coke in JJ's apartment.
I know that's where you've been staying.
- It's not mine. I already told you I'm clean.
- I--I just don't understand
why you're hanging out with these people.
- These people?
Nikki is my best friend. She saved my life.
When I was struggling, when I was all alone,
she was there, no questions asked.
She didn't judge me. She didn't pity me.
She was just there.
And she was the only one.
- How well did you know her boyfriend, JJ?
- Pretty well.
I see him a lot,
but it's not like we have these amazing,
in-depth conversations or anything.
He's always working or sleeping.
- And what about Rafael?
- I've seen him a few times at Emeralds, but...
- Okay, did Nikki ever talk about Rafael?
Did she know he got shot?
- She never said anything. I don't think so.
- Did Rafael or JJ owe anyone money?
- I don't know.
All right?
We didn't talk about if they owed people money.
We talked about normal things like us and life
and staying clean, getting our acts together.
- Okay, so what were you talking about
before the two masked men came in?
- I don't know.
- I'm trying to help you.
- Food.
We were gonna go get lunch,
and then she got upset because she realized
that her car was missing,
and she thought that maybe JJ had stolen it.
- Okay, that's good. That works.
[sentimental music]
♪ ♪
- I love you.
We're gonna do everything we can to find Nikki, okay?
- We still don't know who shot Rafael or who abducted Nikki.
Our best lead is this guy, JJ Gomez.
He is probably involved or knows who is.
Elise, you ID Nikki's car?
- Yes, a 2022 gray Volvo, New York tags,
co-leased by her father.
- Okay, a new Volvo. It's got GPS, right?
- Yep, and I'm in.
- All right. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
All right, the car is heading north on--what is that--
Riverside just past West 86th.
Hey, call Maggie and OA,
have them start heading in that direction.
In the meantime, let's try to figure out
where this guy is headed.
- The car just stopped on West 88th
between West End Ave and Riverside Drive.
- Yeah, pulling up traffic cams.
Got something.
- Yeah, is that--
yeah, yeah, yeah, that's him, right?
That's JJ. So where is he going?
What's he doing on West 88th?
- Nikki's parents live up there.
Address is 95 West 88th Street.
- Okay, so JJ has been avoiding Nikki,
who has just been abducted,
and now he is visiting her parents?
What the hell's going on here?
- Let's notify the parents right away,
have them keep JJ at their home as long as possible.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Jubal, we're on site. Any word from the parents?
- No, nothing yet. - Copy that.
No contact with the parents.
♪ ♪
[muffled grunting]
- [whispering] Cover me.
- He's still in here.
- JJ? - Yeah.
- Is he armed? - He's got a gun.
- Is anyone else in here, your wife?
- No, just me.
- You're gonna go stay at a neighbor's
until we secure him. We'll come get you.
Okay, you check downstairs. I'll go up.
- Yeah, copy.
♪ ♪
Maggie, there's an elevator.
It's on the move.
- I'm gonna hold my position.
- It's empty.
[footsteps pounding] - Hey. FBI!
- Stop!
Hey, hey, hey! - Hey, hey, hey! Stop!
- We need an ambulance to 95 West 88th.
Advise the paramedics that the suspect fell
off a second-story balcony.
- Hang on. Help is coming.
Where's Nikki?
Who took her? Who shot Rafael?
- [gasping] His name...
- Come on, JJ. Come on.
- His--his-- - No, no, no, no.
- Come on, come on, come on. Stay with us, stay with us.
Hey, hey, hey! JJ!
♪ ♪
- And he just arrived out of nowhere?
- Yeah.
I only met the kid once, told Nikki I didn't like him.
- What did JJ say when he first showed up?
- Oh, my God, he was all over the place.
He was talking a mile a minute, probably on drugs.
And then he said that Nikki was in trouble
and needed 35,000 to save her.
I asked him what the hell he was talking about,
and he didn't answer, just kept saying
that she was in trouble.
I assumed he was lying and just looking
for money to buy drugs.
- Okay, and what happened next?
- I told him to get the hell out.
That's when he pulled the gun and tied me up.
- Did he say anything else about Nikki?
- No.
Is she okay?
- Unfortunately, she was abducted this morning.
- Abducted? What are you talking about?
- Two masked men broke into her apartment.
- Is she okay? Do you know where she is?
- Uh, we're still investigating.
- Do you need money? Is that what this is all about?
Just tell me. I'll write a check right now.
Just tell me what I need to do.
- I'm afraid it's not that simple, sir.
[suspenseful music]
- You have to find her, please.
- I assure you we're gonna do everything that we can.
- Thank you.
- So JJ was desperate for cash.
What was it--drugs, ransom?
Was he maybe looking to flee the country?
- I'm betting ransom.
- That sounds like an informed opinion.
- Scrubbing JJ's cell, found a bunch of recent texts.
Whoever sent them were clearly angry,
threatening JJ about a $35,000 debt.
- "I want my money by midnight
or you'll never see your girlfriend again."
Short and to the point. Okay.
- Okay, so Nikki was taken as collateral,
but who sent the texts?
- Don't know. They came from a burner.
- Can we ping it?
- Negative. It was shut off.
- Okay, so back to square one.
- Maybe not.
Let me try something.
Okay, there.
- Well, whatever that is, it may make sense to you, but--
- Oh, sorry.
The phone isn't registered to anyone,
but the Wi-Fi that it was tethered to
comes back to a restaurant in Manhattan named Emeralds.
- That's the bar where JJ and Rafael worked.
- Okay, I like it.
This is all starting to make sense, sort of.
You got a future in this business, kid.
- You're familiar with the bar, Emeralds?
- Yeah, Nikki and I used to go there all the time.
Why?
- Well, we think whoever killed Rafael
and abducted Nikki frequents the place
and was most likely selling coke to Rafael and JJ.
- Me and Maggie could go in, fake a buy,
flip the seller for info.
- No, that's not gonna work, not at Emeralds.
- We know what we're doing.
- I know you do, but nobody at that bar
is gonna sell to a stranger.
- And you?
Are you still a familiar face?
- Yeah, definitely.
And if it'll help you guys find Nikki--
- Oh, could I speak with you guys for a second, please?
♪ ♪
Look, I know where you're going with this.
And I just think it's a bad idea,
okay, for a lot of reasons.
- We are not asking her to do anything dangerous.
- My sister is an addict.
Putting her back into that situation,
while it's not technically dangerous,
it is dangerous for her.
- I understand, but a man has been killed,
and her very good friend was just abducted.
- I know.
Look, you know what I'm trying to say, right?
- Yeah, no, of course.
We know this could be a--
a challenging environment for Erin.
- She doesn't have to be there very long--
long enough to ask a few questions,
find out who else is dealing coke out of that club.
- Or we can wait for JJ to get out of surgery.
He knows who he's involved with.
He knows who he owes money to.
- That could take hours, days.
- But Nikki is in danger now.
We need information now.
Erin is willing to help.
I'm sorry, this is our best and only play.
- Okay.
♪ ♪
- Keep it casual, nice and easy.
You're just buying some coke.
No need to bring up Nikki right away.
- Don't worry, I'll be fine. - We know.
But like he said, just take it easy.
You don't need to push too hard.
- Got it.
- She's good to go.
- Look, if you don't wanna do this, you don't have to.
- Sure I do, Maggie.
Nikki is my best friend.
- Then we've got your back.
- I'll be right behind you.
- Okay.
♪ ♪
- Maggie, I'm gonna be in there with her, okay?
Anything goes sideways, I will step right in.
- Yep.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Hey, long time, no see.
- Yeah, it's been a minute.
Can I get a club soda?
- I remember you.
- Yeah, Erin. And you're Clyde, right?
- Yeah, good memory.
- Where you been, jail?
- Uh, rehab, so same thing.
Hey, is JJ around?
Is he working today?
- No.
Why? - Um...
rehab thing didn't exactly work out.
- Oh, like that?
- Yeah, I'm looking for some blow.
- I think I can help you out.
Just--just give me a few.
- You're doing good.
- Okay, Erin, if Clyde sells to you,
I want you to take it and walk out.
We're gonna arrest him after you're clear.
- You're in luck.
The boss can hook you up.
Follow me. - Okay.
- Whoa--hold on.
Erin, Erin, don't go back there with him, okay?
You ask Clyde if he can get it for you
or sell it to you up front.
- Don't worry, Maggie. I'm right here.
Anything goes wrong, I'll be on the other side of that door.
[tense music]
- Fine.
♪ ♪
- Hi. - Hi.
We ever met before?
- No, I don't think so.
- Well, Clyde says you're cool.
So what kind of weight are you looking for?
- Eight ball.
- Eight ball?
Come on, now. I only deal in weight.
Quarter pound minimum.
- I'm sorry. Clyde must have misunderstood.
I don't wanna bother you.
- But...
If you're just looking to party a little bit...
Why don't you be my guest?
We can get to know each other better.
Hmm?
- Erin, it's time to leave.
Walk out.
♪ ♪
- I don't wanna impose.
- Come on.
- But thank you. I should go.
- Where are you going? Wait.
You came in here looking for coke
to use, not sell.
I offer to give you some for free.
And you say no?
♪ ♪
Something's not adding up here, sweetheart.
- OA, are you hearing this?
- I just don't wanna be a freeloader.
- I'm a generous man.
I like to share with others.
♪ ♪
- Okay.
[sniffs]
Damn. [laughs]
Already much better.
Thank you very much.
- Can I, uh, make you something to drink?
- No, I'm actually supposed to meet up with some friends,
but maybe we could do that a little bit later.
- Yeah, I'd like that.
♪ ♪
- I'm sorry that you--
- No, I said this was gonna happen.
I knew it.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Get in.
What the hell were you thinking?
- It was fine.
- You didn't listen to me.
I told you to get out.
- It was fine. I didn't wanna spook him.
- You didn't wanna spook him? So you did a line of coke?
- I brushed it off the table, Maggie.
I faked it.
- You're wearing a camera.
We saw the entire thing.
- You seriously don't believe me?
- Why would I?
- Do you want me to take a drug test?
- Oh, you're taking a drug test.
- Hey, I'm here trying to help you.
- You're not helping me.
We're helping you.
Because once again, you are mixed up
in all of this nonsense.
- Guys, calm down, okay?
Whatever happened or didn't happen is over now.
We need to focus our energy on finding Nikki.
- I need some air.
♪ ♪
- All right, let's dig into this guy, Sammy.
He's a drug dealer who operates out of Emeralds.
That makes him a suspect.
- Got a hit on facial rec.
Name is Samuel Rowe, 30 years old,
one prior conviction, reduced to a misdemeanor,
six months probation.
- Okay, is he a match for the shooter in the park?
- It looks that way.
Matched the physical of one of Nikki's abductors as well.
- All right, so he's a probable suspect.
- Right. Now we just need to prove it.
Got an update on JJ?
- Yeah, I guess they had me on hold for a reason.
JJ just died on the table.
- We need Erin to go back into Emeralds
and exploit the fact that JJ just died.
We can use that for any information
we can get about Nikki. - Uh, why?
I mean, if--if Sammy matches the biometrics of the shooter,
why aren't we just grabbing him?
- We don't have enough evidence.
It would be a waste of time. You know that.
- Erin just did a line of coke.
- She says that she didn't.
- There's gotta be another way.
- Look, there may be,
but for now, this is the most efficient way.
- Okay, she's in.
- We've got the eye.
- Can we talk?
- About what?
You looking to party some more? - No, JJ's dead.
- Who told you that? - He got hit by a car.
I was at the hospital when he went into surgery.
- Wait, why were you-- - He is my friend.
So is Nikki.
So when I heard what happened, I hurried down there.
He didn't make it.
He died in the operating room.
- Sorry to hear that.
- Really?
- What's that mean?
- Before he went into surgery, he told me what was going on.
- What do you mean? - You shot Rafael.
Then you went looking for JJ, he took off,
so you grabbed Nikki as collateral.
- I have no idea what you're talking about.
- He just told me.
- Okay, Erin, play it slow.
You're coming in too hot.
- Nikki is my best friend.
And she's a good person.
She has nothing to do with JJ and Rafael's business.
- Like I said, I don't know what you're talking about.
- I can get you the money, Sammy.
I can pay off JJ's debt.
- We're done here.
- No, we're not.
35,000? That number ring a bell?
- Erin, stick to the script.
- Look, I got a settlement.
Someone at rehab got a little inappropriate.
The owner paid me to stay quiet,
so I could pay off JJ's debt.
- She's doing good.
- Just needs to close the deal.
- You want the money or not?
- I wish I could help you,
but I really don't know where Nikki is.
She could be laying dead in an alley for all I know.
- I want Nikki back, alive.
So either you deal with me or you deal with the cops.
That's your call. - Oh, my God.
- Where are you going? - What? She's off script again.
- We have a team in place.
Scola and Tiffany are in there.
If anything goes wrong, we got it.
Give her a chance.
- Give her a chance.
♪ ♪
- Give me your number.
I'll text you a time and place later tonight.
Bring the money.
And if I see any cops,
Nikki's dead.
Are we clear?
- See you there.
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
- Hey, Erin just got a text from Sammy.
He said he wanted to meet at Pier 90 Marine Terminal,
11:00 a.m., reiterated that she better bring the money.
- Did he mention Nikki in the text?
- No, but Ian confirmed before he turned the phone off
that that was the same burner he used to text JJ.
- Good.
So how's Erin doing?
- She's okay.
She's not gonna make this delivery.
I'm gonna do it.
- He is expecting Erin, not you.
- I know that.
I'll handle it.
Look, this is not up for negotiation, not this time.
She's out.
♪ ♪
- What the hell are you talking about?
- You did really great. You did an amazing job.
But now I need to step in,
and I'm gonna make the delivery.
- No, you're gonna get Nikki killed.
- Hey, I know what I'm doing, okay?
I'll make it work.
- No, because he's gonna get spooked,
and he's gonna walk away.
- Erin, I know how much you care about Erin.
I am not gonna let anything happen to her.
Okay, you gotta let me do my thing.
You're gonna go to my place, get some rest.
I'm gonna call you as soon as it's over.
It's gonna be fine.
♪ ♪
[tense music]
- No sign of Sammy, Maggie.
You're clear to walk.
♪ ♪
- Grab a seat on the bench
so we've got a clear line of sight.
- I have a feed on all of the entrances.
Still no sign of Sammy.
- Probably already in here.
- Guys!
- You see him?
- No, but Erin is here.
- What?
- Maggie, your sister's here at your nine.
- What are you doing here?
You need to leave now.
- No. I'm not gonna let Nikki die
just because you think I did a line.
- That's not gonna happen.
But you've gotta get out of here before you screw this up.
- I am the best chance at getting Nikki back safely,
and you know it.
- Maggie. - Yep.
- I got eyes on Sammy.
He appeared out of nowhere, must have already been
in the building before we got here.
- Is he close?
- He is just north of you, heading your way.
♪ ♪
- Oh, God.
Put this in your ear.
Here's the key.
Okay, you're going on the second floor.
The locker is 2213.
The money is in there.
I'm gonna give you instructions in that earbud.
You're gonna do only what I say.
You understand me?
- Yeah. Just trust me, please.
- Wait five seconds before you leave.
♪ ♪
- Where's the money?
- Where's Nikki?
- Don't play games with me.
It'll only end badly.
- Hey.
- I'm not playing games, but I'm not stupid, either.
So show me Nikki is alive
and then you can have your money.
It's close, I swear.
- Go get it. Now.
- Don't give him the money, Erin, okay?
That's your only leverage.
He's not gonna pull the gun.
There's too many people around.
- She's in over her head.
She's not equipped for this.
- I get that.
But we need proof of life, Maggie.
- Erin, try to get some evidence of Nikki being alive.
♪ ♪
I'm moving in closer.
- [sighs]
- All right, it's one of these.
- Open it.
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- She's not here, is she?
- She's here.
Now open the damn locker.
- Prove it or I'm walking away.
- You're pushing your luck, you know it?
- Look, I'm scared of you,
but I'm more scared for Nikki.
So please, I just need to see her.
Please just show me.
I just need to see her.
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- Put her on.
- [sobs]
Please do what he wants.
I just wanna go home.
- I will.
Just stay strong, okay?
You're gonna be fine.
- There, you've seen her.
Open it.
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It all here? - Yeah.
Now tell your friend to bring Nikki.
- Who's she?
Are you setting me up?
- FBI! Hands up.
Drop the gun. - Freeze!
- FBI! Drop your weapon now!
- Erin?
Erin? Please say something.
Erin?
Hey, hey.
- Phone's still on.
He's in a bathroom.
- Just move.
Keep going. Just keep going. - [sobbing]
- Go, go.
Just keep going through those doors.
Just move.
- Three, two.
- Hey, hey, hey.
- FBI.
- I'm with the FBI.
- Drop it.
You're under arrest.
- You're okay. You're okay now. - Thank you.
- Oh, it's all right. - Thank you so much.
- Thank you.
- Is she gonna be okay?
- She's had two head traumas in a 24-hour period.
We're gonna have to transfer her to the hospital
for some imaging and some additional testing.
- I'm fine.
- Just please do what he says.
Thank you.
- How's Nikki?
- She's good. She's safe.
Look, you need to go back to Indianapolis.
You being here, not a good idea.
- I keep telling you I'm clean.
- Okay, you know what?
I'm not fighting with you, Erin.
All I want is for you--
- You want me to get the hell out of New York.
I know. You've made that very clear.
- There's too many temptations here.
- There are temptations in Indianapolis too.
- Yes, that's true.
But when you're here, it affects me, okay?
I'm always waiting for that bad call.
I feel like I'm responsible for you--
for your safety.
Your--your overall well-being is always on me.
- That's what this is about?
About you?
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- Every time you come into my world, you embarrass me.
- I'm sorry you feel that way.
But I'm staying in New York.
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- Hey.
Clyde offered up a full confession.
He blamed it on all the coke he was snorting.
- That's great, great.
Maybe he'll plead out and Nikki and Erin
won't have to testify.
- The results from Erin's drug test came in.
Your sister's clean, Maggie.
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