My name is Detective Raimy Sullivan.
My father was killed in 1996.
Last night...
- WQ2YV... - Hello?
- Hey. - I spoke to him.
- Your father? - Dad?
So you're telling me that in 20 years
I'm gonna be on the job with my daughter?
No. You die tomorrow.
[gunshot]
[tires squealing]
[gasps]
Dad survived,
but saving his life changed everything.
We've ID'd the remains from the marsh.
I'm sorry, Raimy. It's your mom.
The most wanted serial killer in New York took my mom.
Now, whatever we do,
however we try to fix things,
history keeps changing.
- Your name is Daniel Lawrence. - How do you know my name?
I'm your girlfriend.
I've never been to Queens, and I don't know you.
I'm sorry.
All I want is to get back what I lost.
Previously on "Frequency"...
I'm supposed to go in there and just clean this place out.
It'll look like he took the money and skipped town,
just like he did today.
I found Meghan's mom.
She was buried in Deacon Joe's house.
Deacon Joe is the Nightingale.
Now I'm gonna kill him.
[screams]
[both grunting]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
Frank, where are you?
Raimy left her clarinet in your car.
Please call me.
[tires squealing, glass shattering]
It's been 20 years.
- We got him, Raim. - Drop the gun!
And I want to be standing right next to you
when you slap the cuffs on that son of a bitch.
This is for your mom.
[gunshot]
[soft instrumental music]
♪ ♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
We need to cover our tracks here...
[indistinct]
We got one of our own.
- [engine turns over] - All right?
All right. Good to see you.
[indistinct radio chatter]
Hey.
You all right?
Raimy, look at me.
Look at me.
We're gonna figure this out, okay?
Yeah.
Sure.
It's all...
it's all gonna be fine.
Is the body still there?
♪ ♪
Yeah, the coroner's finishing up now.
It's gonna be fine.
Hey.
♪ ♪
I know she's like family, but IA wants her cordoned off
until they decide if it's a good shooting or not.
But we are gonna make sure that it is, right?
This is the Nightingale we're talking about here.
I don't know, Satch. I'm getting a lot
of incriminating witness statements.
Nightingale or not,
we all got to play by the rules here.
Why is the body still there, Dad?
Why is the body still there?
[car horn blaring]
♪ ♪
[radio static]
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♪ ♪
[car horn blaring]
[faint thumping]
♪ ♪
[groans]
[thumping continues]
♪ ♪
[grunts]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[engine turns over]
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
[car door opens]
Oh, no.
Okay, peanut, I'll meet you inside, okay?
Hey.
Hi.
Oh, my God. What happened?
- Listen to me, I'm fine. - Are you okay?
- I'm fine. It's a long story, okay? - Here, let me see. Let me see.
Hey, hey, I'm okay. Just... I'm so... so sorry
about the clarinet, okay?
I'm sorry. How was... how was the recital?
[stammering] She borrowed a clarinet from her teacher.
She did great, but what... let me see this.
Good, good.
You want to tell me what's going on?
I had the Nightingale tonight.
Okay.
What does that mean?
♪ ♪
[exhales]
You...
You had him in your trunk?
We got hit, and he got out.
- He's out there? - Shh!
No one can know this, okay?
- Why? - Because they can't, all right?
And don't say anything about the car either,
because I got to... I got to get it fixed,
and I don't even know how I'm gonna do that.
Frank, Frank, Frank, you're freaking me out, okay?
What... what were you gonna do?
Come on, Jules, don't...
don't make me say it.
Were you gonna kill him?
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God. - Jules, you don't understand...
Oh, my God, you can't...
I don't have a choice right now, I swear to God, if I did...
You don't? You don't have a choice?
No, I don't have any evidence to arrest him,
and nobody... nobody knows who he is except for me.
- Except you? - Except for me.
- That is crazy. That's insane. - No, it's...
Tell someone.
I... you don't understand.
- Explain it to me. - I can't. I've tried.
Why? Why... is it because of... the ham? Is that it?
Because we've been down this road before.
Jules, if I say anything else to you,
it's gonna make it worse, okay?
So I can't explain it to you.
I can't, except...
except the Nightingale...
he knows who you are, Jules.
He knows who I am.
If there's one thing that I know about him is,
he's not gonna stop.
So this right here, Jules, this is the only way
that I can truly make sure that you're safe,
so you got to... you...
you got to trust me right now.
Okay? You just have to.
What if you're wrong?
I'm not.
♪ ♪
Here, I want you to take this, okay?
♪ ♪
You remember how to use it?
♪ ♪
There is really no other choice.
♪ ♪
[The Lighthouse and the Whaler's "We Are Infinite"]
♪ The hope outweighs all my sorrow ♪
♪ I believe ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And the vast open sky shows them all ♪
♪ What I could be ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And the colors drift from you ♪
♪ Into me ♪
♪ ♪
How you holding up?
Aces.
Tired. Just need to go home.
I'm afraid that's not possible right now.
I'm sorry.
IA's decided to take the case.
They're calling it a bad shoot.
♪ ♪
It wasn't supposed to go down like this.
Now, I know the deputy on the scene took your gun.
I got to take your badge.
♪ ♪
It's important that you make it clear that the suspect
was reaching for his gun,
and that fearing for your safety
and the safety of those around you,
you defended yourself and shot him.
I mean, do it in your own words, but keep it boilerplate.
[knock at door]
Detective Sullivan,
Lieutenant Cynthia Barrow, Internal Affairs.
Lot of people calling you a hero.
Afternoon.
Sorry I'm late to the party.
Gordon Haas, Sr. I'll be taking over
as Ms. Sullivan's attorney going forward.
Are you prepared to charge my client at this time?
Without the detective's side of the story,
we're forced to rely on witness statements.
So no?
Raimy.
♪ ♪
_
- Hey. - Hey.
What's up?
What'd you do to your head?
Hmm?
Oh, I smacked it on the counter at home.
- Hmm. - Stupid.
So look, man, um...
I just want...
Sullivan, your Crown Vic parked in the motor pool?
What's up?
All precincts are accounting for their cars.
What, you didn't hear?
The hospital called the cops on a DUI
that came in for a rush surgery last night.
The guy admitted that he T-boned a Crown Vic.
It had those flashing red lights behind the grill.
No kidding. Was this one of ours?
Yeah, and that's not the crazy part.
He claims someone jumped out of the trunk after the crash.
[both laughing]
Yeah, right.
That sounds like a real Sullivan special to me.
Oh, yeah, yeah, it sounds like me.
Lock me up, right? Yeah.
No, no, mine's out there. You... they'll find it.
- Great. - Yeah.
We can all rest easier.
♪ ♪
But look, I just wanted to say that, you know...
Yeah, listen, Satch, I got work to do, all right?
I'll see you around.
♪ ♪
I'll handle the press out front.
You just get some rest, all right?
Let me make a few phone calls, and we'll talk later on.
- Thank you. - Hey, chin up.
I wipe the floor with guys like this in D.C.
You take the car. Drive her home.
Yes, sensei.
You finally got him, Raim.
You okay? You want to talk about it?
- Not really. - Okay, then.
Uh, how's the rest of your day going?
You didn't have to do that, get your dad involved.
That was all him. He saw you on the news.
- [phone chimes] - Truth is, I think he's just
trying to find an excuse to stay longer, so thanks for that.
Oh, hey, it's Mosbey, my number one bro.
How's he doing?
What, you're not gonna respond?
I mean, he just wants to know if you're okay.
It's a mess to explain.
You're a cruel woman. You better not be blowing him off.
Oh, because I really need to worry about my love life right now.
♪ ♪
What's up?
Hey, Raims. So we're gonna order Big Wongs.
You should, uh, join us for dinner.
Or not.
[whispering] My heart lies with Mosbey.
Saw you on the news.
It was kind of hard to miss.
The woman who took down the Nightingale.
So I wasn't sure which would be more appropriate.
You okay?
I've been better.
Yeah.
♪ ♪
Thank you for coming over here.
It's just not the best time.
Are you sure you couldn't use someone to talk to?
I could.
It's complicated. I, um...
I just think I have to work this out on my own.
I took your advice, by the way.
- What do you mean? - Claire.
We had a nice dinner last night,
and... I broke off the engagement this morning.
♪ ♪
Which is probably the last thing
you need to be thinking about right now.
Okay.
[clears throat]
Uh, my best guess is, you could probably use both.
Thank you.
♪ ♪
I screwed up, Dad.
What are you talking about?
I shot him.
The Deacon.
He's dead.
You what?
He killed Meghan, I...
he actually tried to surrender.
He got down on his knees, and...
I shouldn't have done it.
All I could think about was Mom.
Please tell me you covered your tracks, Raimy.
Not really.
There were witnesses.
♪ ♪
I'm kind of in a lot of trouble here.
Oh, Raims.
Raims.
What happened to you last night?
I had him in the trunk.
I mean, he was all set up, you know?
And then all of a sudden I got T-boned,
and I must have passed out,
and I came to, and the Deacon was gone.
Oh, my God, are you okay?
No, I'm fine, you know? It's just...
♪ ♪
Raimy, I'm starting to wonder if this is really the right thing.
You know, ends... ends justifying the means and all that,
because so far, this is not working out real well for us.
Hey, we are way past second thoughts here.
It's not just Mom on the line anymore.
Yeah, okay.
You're right. I mean, it's...
it's why the plan is the plan,
and that's why I'm gonna get him.
- When? - When? Now.
I mean, tonight if I can. I... I don't... I don't know.
I'm kind of flying by the seat of my pants here, kiddo.
Daddy, who are you talking to?
Hey, sweetheart.
I'm, uh...
This is just a friend.
Mommy said you might not be coming to dinner tonight.
That's right, kiddo.
I, um...
I still have some things that I have to s...
straighten out.
But hey.
♪ ♪
You got to trust me.
This is for your own good.
Okay?
♪ ♪
Hey, Queens.
We're gonna have to pick this up another time.
Over and out.
[static feedback]
Come on.
♪ ♪
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[kettle whistling]
♪ ♪
[knocking at door]
♪ ♪
[knocking continues]
♪ ♪
Patty.
What a surprise.
Joe.
What happened to your arm?
Oh, um, I went out to breakfast this morning,
and I actually got mugged.
Two kids, if you can believe it.
How awful.
It's not as bad as it looks.
Is everything okay?
Well, something happened.
At the church.
Some money was stolen from the safe.
Wait, what?
And Pastor Allen, he says
that there's only one other person besides him
who knows that combination.
And he thinks that I...
Patty, I didn't take that money. That's ridiculous.
Well, of course it is. I know you didn't.
And I told the pastor that, but...
but he's gonna call the police in the morning.
He said he wants them to search your house.
[exhales sharply]
I must apologize. Where are my manners?
Please come in.
Oh, no, no. That's not necessary.
I insist, Patty. I... I was just making some tea.
Uh... well, okay.
[both laugh]
Wonderful. Just this way.
- Over here. - Thank you.
I, uh... I want to hear everything.
♪ ♪
It's beautiful.
I'll, uh... I'll go get us some tea.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Hey.
I'm gonna need you to get dressed.
I will do all the talking. You don't say a word.
We'll take care of your arraignment in the morning,
and we'll work on bail.
Just tell me.
- Where do I stand? - Honestly? It's not good.
[elevator dings]
♪ ♪
Are you okay? You look pale.
Just want to get this over with.
Yeah, well, I already questioned him.
- Who? - Deacon Joe.
What are you talking about?
I brought him in to answer for that thing in Arizona with the checks?
But I thought we were...
♪ ♪
Where's my attorney?
Why has everything changed?
What?
I don't know what you're talking about,
but I do know this guy checks out.
♪ ♪
You can't let him leave.
He hasn't committed a crime, Raim. We got nothing to hold him on.
What about the body in the closet?
- What body? - You were there.
You saw it.
♪ ♪
I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
- Look, the guy is slippery. - No, no.
- I don't like him either, but... - Satch, you can't let him go.
It is him, Satch. Joe Hurley!
- Raimy! Raimy, what the hell are you doing? - Get down on the ground.
- Get down. - What the hell is this?
Get down on the ground, you son of a bitch.
- Raimy. - It's him, Satch. He's the Nightingale.
Check his house.
There's a body, his wife's body. It's hidden in the closet upstairs.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
♪ ♪
Look at the smudges on it. How am I supposed to read it?
Here. Hey, Frank. Frank, Frank.
Hold up a second, man.
Hey, look, uh...
the guys from the motor pool are looking for you.
They still can't find your car in the lot.
Yeah, but they were supposed to check it off yesterday.
All right, I'm just telling you what I heard.
Yeah, well, they're gonna have to wait,
'cause I... I left it at home. I drove the Camaro today.
♪ ♪
Excuse me.
♪ ♪
Look, I'll, um...
I'll make... I'll make sure I get back to the guy about the car, all right?
Uh-huh.
♪ ♪
Thought robberies were way below your pay grade, Sullivan.
This guy's in for robbery?
Unless you know something I don't.
Bonehead stole money from the same church the mayor goes to.
- Can you believe that? - Huh.
- You got enough to arrest him? - Not yet.
The big man's putting pressure.
Wants us to keep him in custody while we make the case.
♪ ♪
Well, at least I'm not wanted for murder anymore, right?
That's one small victory for the space-time continuum
or whatever the hell this is.
His wife's body isn't in the closet anymore. You sure?
We searched it this afternoon.
Trust me, I looked like a crazy person.
Except to the Deacon.
He knows I know.
Okay, so, uh... so what do you think made him move it?
♪ ♪
You, probably.
When you stole that money to set up his disappearance.
He couldn't have the body there with the police sniffing around.
And with no body, there was no pounding when I showed up looking for Meghan,
and there was no reason for me to break in and confront him.
That's the moment when everything changed on my end.
Without that body,
there was no manhunt for the Deacon.
He never changed his appearance or bought that burner phone.
And without that phone,
Meghan never called the hotline from the cabin,
which means there was no police presence there,
which means...
I never killed him.
So even though everything changed,
it's possible he still has Meghan up in the cabin.
And if he does, he's probably thinking
she's the reason I knew about his wife's body in the closet.
Which means she could be in the same trouble as before.
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
Come on in.
- Hey, Jules. - Hey.
How you been?
Good.
Frank around?
No, not yet.
He's coming home for a quick dinner soon.
You're more than welcome to wait if you want.
Sure, I'd like that.
Something to drink?
Uh... nah, I'm good, thanks.
So how have things been between you two lately?
Things are good.
Good. I'm glad to hear that.
Frank ever talk about the job much?
You know, maybe something that he's been working on?
Nightingale.
All I know.
And what about the night before last?
He tell you anything about that?
He was here.
Rented a movie at Blockbuster,
watched it after Raimy went to bed.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
What movie?
"Twister""
- You seen it? - No.
You mind if I take a look in your garage?
What's going on, Satch? Why are you here?
I just want to take a look in the garage.
You know, you were his best friend.
The only person he ever really trusted.
- Jules. - And first,
you stab him in the back to protect Stan Moreno.
And now you're here, snooping around like he's got something to hide.
Come on.
He deserves more.
Garage is unlocked.
Go ahead and take a look if you want.
[exhales]
What's going on?
Just talking with Jules, catching up.
Yeah, about what?
He wants to have a look in the garage.
- Oh, yeah, what for? - The car, Frank.
It still hasn't been crossed off the list.
So what's it to you, man?
All of a sudden, it's number one on your sheet?
I just want to know what's going on.
Nothing's going on, Satch. I told you that.
Frank.
Just let him see the car.
♪ ♪
I don't know what to say.
You know, I saw that cut on your forehead.
I guess I must have misread things.
Yeah, well.
We all make mistakes, huh?
♪ ♪
Sorry I doubted you.
♪ ♪
[engine turns over]
I don't get it.
You said it needed to be fixed, so I called Cousin Mike in Jersey.
Cousin Mike?
How... how did he fix it so fast?
Oh, he didn't. He's still working on it.
This here...
this isn't your car.
♪ ♪
[door opens, closes]
[chuckles]
Who's this guy?
That deacon who stole money from St. Abigail's.
What do you want?
Well, Julie told me that you guys rented
"Bridges of Madison County" the other night,
and you know, Leah's been dying to see it.
So is it any good?
Yeah, it was all right.
It's not bad, you know? I mean, it's Clint.
Hey, what the hell is going on here, Frank?
Hmm?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Julie told me that you rented "Twister,"
and I'm willing to bet that you didn't rent anything at all.
Come on, man.
Now, I can't explain that car, but I've known you for way too long.
And something just doesn't smell right here.
Oh, my God.
Why you digging into this, Satch?
Is this another thing for Stan?
Stan has nothing to do with this.
- I'm coming at this on your side. - Oh, really?
Yeah, I see that look in your eye.
You're into something, and I'm worried
that you're trying to take it too far.
Please.
Spare me your concern, okay?
[sighs]
♪ ♪
Look, I know I let you down.
All right?
Telling Stan that you were setting him up.
But I want to make it right.
Well, you got a funny way of showing it, don't you?
Just tell me what it'll take.
♪ ♪
Why don't you come clean?
Why you got his back, huh?
What does he have on you?
- Frank, you got to... - No, there's no way that I can trust you
if you got secrets.
I need to know how deep it goes with him.
[exhales sharply]
♪ ♪
It goes deep.
♪ ♪
[deep rumbling]
♪ ♪
It had to be '88.
Leah was pregnant with Jo. Stan and I... we were partners.
We were working a sector car in Alphabet City
when we got this call on a domestic.
Same address we had been to three times before.
[woman crying]
Police! Open the door!
Watch out.
[crying]
Get him.
Something's wrong.
She ain't moving anymore. He's just trying to beat her out of me.
- You're gonna be okay. - The kid wasn't breathing,
so Stan started CPR.
That's when her husband came back.
Hey, freeze! I got him!
Don't move!
[intense music]
I chased the guy up three flights of stairs.
When we got to the roof...
♪ ♪
[exclaims]
[both grunting]
♪ ♪
[grunts]
Get up.
Get up. Get up, you son of a bitch.
I told that bitch
not to get pregnant again.
[grunts]
♪ ♪
[both shouting]
[grunting]
♪ ♪
[crashing]
♪ ♪
How come you never told me this?
Come on, man, it's not the kind of story you tell.
- And Stan? - Stan had my back.
Big time.
Think about your wife, your kid.
There's no chance you're going down for this dirtbag.
It was self-defense, okay?
That's what we're gonna tell 'em.
Look at me. Look at me.
You got it?
All right.
And the woman's baby was fine,
and that kid... Stan saved his life.
But Frank, you and me, we're like brothers.
But Stan, I owed him big,
and I had to pay up.
I just hate that it was you that had to take the hit.
The crazy thing is, to this day,
I still regret it.
The guy had it coming.
Yeah, maybe. But it doesn't matter.
It still sticks with you.
It never washes off.
That's why I'm telling you, whatever you're dealing with?
It's just not worth risking everything that you have.
[soft instrumental music]
♪ ♪
[indistinct TV chatter]
[phone rings]
- Detective Mosbey. - Hey, it's me.
Can you run a plate for me real quick?
I promise it's the last thing I'll ever ask.
Hope that's not true. You okay?
I'm fine.
Someone messing with me on the highway. I just want to know who it was.
- You ready? - Yeah, shoot.
It's a New York plate.
4 Nancy Tango, 0776.
♪ ♪
Uh, car's registered to a Doris Perkins, address here in Scarsdale.
One outstanding parking ticket, and if this photo's any indication,
she's one hell of a rugby player.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Okay. Yeah, and when's he getting out?
Uh-huh.
Hey, thanks. I appreciate the heads-up.
Was that about your guy?
They couldn't tie him to the stolen money.
He's gonna be released in an hour.
Okay, there... there has to be another way.
Even if it's only temporary until you figure something else out.
Frank, I'm scared...
about what this could do to you.
To us.
Jules, I'm scared of what could happen if I don't do this.
When you came back from being undercover,
you were different,
but I still knew who you were.
I still saw the man I fell in love with.
But if you do this...
I don't know.
- I'm not gonna change. - You don't know that.
- And what about Raimy? - What about Raimy?
She's the... she... she's never gonna have any idea, okay?
But what if you get caught?
Have you thought about that?
About what it would do to her.
Seeing your face on the news, sent to prison?
That would haunt her for the rest of her life.
Frank.
You have a choice,
and I don't know what it is,
but please,
just figure something out.
And then when you do,
I want you to come home.
To your family.
Okay?
[soft instrumental music]
♪ ♪
Just please come home.
♪ ♪
[Leon Bridges "Coming Home" playing on stereo]
Your mother used to love it up here.
You remember that?
She'd disappear for hours down by the lake,
just watching the water,
soaking up the quiet.
Yeah, I have a deep connection with this house.
To the memories we made here.
♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪
But your mother betrayed all of that.
♪ I'm coming home ♪
♪ To your tender sweet loving ♪
♪ You're my one and only woman ♪
There's such sadness in your face, Meg.
I tried so hard to show you the way,
but you're a lot like her, you know?
Your mother was willful too.
Destructive in spite of herself.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for whatever I did that upset you.
Oh, we're past apologies.
I mean, clearly they mean nothing to you,
since we find ourselves sitting here again,
cleaning up another mess that you've made.
[crying] I...
I tried to be better.
I didn't mean to make a mess.
I promise.
I know.
You never do.
But I've come too far. Can you understand that?
I've delivered too many good works to let you put that at risk again.
See, your brother...
he understood me.
But he was weak,
and he told you things.
He filled your mind with lies about me, about things that I've done.
Is that why you killed him?
Oh, sweetheart.
I didn't kill your brother.
I've told you so many times.
He ran away.
[ominous music]
Like my mother?
♪ ♪
You know, the police suddenly seem to think
that I murdered your mother.
And all the details and the things
they're scratching at leads me to believe
that you've been telling your stories again.
No.
- I haven't. I... - [smacks table]
There's no use lying to me anymore, Meg.
God knows the truth.
♪ ♪
Everything is laid bare before Him, to whom we must give account.
[sobs quietly]
And we must give account, Meg.
♪ ♪
[crickets chirping]
♪ ♪
[sirens blare]
♪ ♪
You know, I'd rather not give my name,
but I was just at the house, and there was a green duffel bag.
♪ ♪
Hey.
It's me.
♪ ♪
I'm coming home.
♪ ♪
[woman screaming in distance]
♪ ♪
[screaming continues]
[Zayde Wolf's "Save This City" playing]
♪ Looking at the city lights ♪
♪ It's cold tonight ♪
♪ Vanishing from the start ♪
♪ Right under us ♪
- ♪ Right under us ♪ - [woman crying]
♪ The darkness ♪
Meghan!
♪ If we're gonna save this city ♪
Meghan, my name is Raimy Sullivan. I'm a police officer.
- Are you hurt? - No.
But he's bleeding really badly.
Please, he needs help.
[crying]
He's my brother.
♪ Yeah, I can hear it calling ♪
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