[In a cafe, Lieutenant Miller of NYPD Internal Affairs and Deputy Chief Wuntch put a flash drive from Jake into a laptop and watch as a video comes on.]
We're actually in front of you. That's my fault. I thought the layout was gonna be different. Didn't know how you guys were gonna be sitting. I took a chance.
Miller may be in Internal Affairs, but he wasn't here on official business. You sent him to spy on us. That's a flagrant ethics violation, Madeline- and it could sink you.
Ooh, actually, it's your word against you. Pardon me- [Picks up the flash drive he'd given to Miller] I put a recording device in this dope drive, so, I got your whole conversation.
Majestic and hilarious? Take a cold shower, horn-dog, we're at work! But in all seriousness, your honor, I do think she should recuse herself from the trial.
SSophia
Why? You think I might tell everyone in the courtroom that you like to be the little spoon?
Yup- it's on! Flowers are a gift, and Captain Holt hates gifts. I think a thoughtful email is the way to go here. [Gets out his cell phone] "Dear Captain, we were all so sorry for your loss." Group sentiment, very meaningful. "Please let us know if there's anything we can do." Selfless act.
I just don't want people to panic. So I'm asking for your help to keep this thing quiet, so we can have the chillest biohazard lockdown in Brooklyn. Yeah?
Great. Thank you. [The lawyer leaves Captain Holt's office.] See, if you talk to people like humans, they'll be reasonable. I mean, it's just good- oh, why is he standing on that chair?
LLawyer
Hey, everyone! They lied to us! It's friggin Anthrax!
That's a very angry man! I know what that sounded like at dinner, but I promise, I am not into Amy.
SSophia
It's not what I heard, Jake. It's what I saw. You should've seen the look on your face when you found out Amy liked you. Gah! Listen to me! "Liked"? I'm an adult! All this "who-likes-who" stuff sounds very high school!
After our disagreement yesterday, I went online to read your culinary blogs and scoff. To my dismay, I actually learned something about how food tells a story. So I made Kevin this.
It's a croque monsieur. Kevin and I shared one on a rainy afternoon in Paris on our first anniversary. It's one of our most treasured memories. I'm sure it's not up to your standards, but Kevin seemed to enjoy it. So thank you, for your guidance.
[Holt walks back to his office; Boyle watches him, then immediately gets out the croque monsieur and takes a bite, closing his eyes and sighing.]
-about my escape. [Shifts the camera] This is my associate, Kyle. He drove the garbage truck. You may also remember him as the room service waiter I had you tip so generously.
[Grins] It means so much and it's been so stressful and it went so well! Seriously, look at me, I cannot stop smiling! How do people do this with their faces?
For meritorious service, the NYPD bestows this award on Rosa Diaz, Jake Peralta, and Captain... Raymond Holt. [The crowd applauds; Wuntch takes the first medal and hangs it around Holt's neck.] Raymond.
