Have a nice weekend, Peralta?
Yeah, nothing special. You know, I got a couple...
You missed Scully's birthday.
It was kind of a big one.
Nobody showed at the party.
Guys, guys, guys, we missed Scully's birthday,
- and it was a big one. - (Amy) I know.
I panicked and said I had to go to the vet
because my puppy-cat got sick.
I said I had to take my mom to get birth control pills.
(Terry) That's better than my excuse.
I said I had to go to my girls' bat mitzvahs.
Squad, we missed Scully's birthday, and it was a big one.
I told them I was in Ecuador. I think they bought it.
We gotta make it up to him.
Let's give him cash.
Everyone, put in $20 each.
Uh...
Yes, I'll cover you.
Hey, Scully...
Huh?
We're sorry that we missed your party.
Oh, don't worry about it. You all had stuff to do.
Yes, the capital of Ecuador is Quito.
Oh.
Anyway, Happy Birthday from all of us.
Thanks, guys. You're the best.
- (All) Happy Birthday. - Happy Birthday, Scully.
Thanks.
I can't believe it. The fake birthday worked!
You're a genius!
We're both geniuses!
Thumbtack mug.
That was my thumbtack mug.
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♪ ♪
I'm running this task force, so everything goes through me.
Got it? Good.
Jackson, some ecstasy was found on the F train.
Take it to the lab. Find out if it's giggle pig.
Scully, Hitchcock, work your C.I.S.
Miller, get a new k-9. That dog is an idiot.
[Dog whimpers] All right, move out.
Hey. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry I'm late.
I had to go back to the deli and return my everything bagel.
In what world does "everything" not include beef jerky?
- All of them. - Okay.
- Here's what's up. - Yeah.
Task force brought in a giggle pig dealer this morning.
Nice.
Second guy we've brought in that's had one of these keys.
Huh.
My best guess, this opens
a creepy, old wardrobe/portal to an enchanted land
full of talking toads and fairy folk.
Interesting.
It has something to do with the post office.
It's got "USPS" engraved on it.
Take it to the postal inspection service.
See what you can find out.
Copy that.
Hey, work this thing hard.
We're under a lot of pressure with the task force,
so we could really use a win.
You got it.
You're my friend, and I won't let you down.
I'm gonna push you up, just like a bra.
What?
I meant like a brassiere, which is totally different.
Come on, man.
- Not better. Here we go. - Here we go!
Santiago, I may need you to come in for a bit on Saturday.
Again? Are you kidding me, man?
[Gasps]
I'm sorry. Let's start fresh.
Hi!
Oh, my God.
What just happened?
Her mind finally snapped, like a stale breadstick.
Captain, please forgive me.
I'm just a little on edge
because I'm trying to quit smoking.
I can't take the stress of hiding it from Teddy anymore.
[Knocking on door]
Be right out, Teddy!
[Gags]
I'm going cold turkey, and it makes me irritable.
Terrifying.
I know I should be able to do this by myself,
but it would be great if you guys could maybe
keep an eye on me.
Of course, we'll do everything we can to help.
Or, plan B, I could arrange for you to go to a safe place
where you can just relax and watch pretty boats go by.
Look, this one's on an island.
Okay, we're looking for room 247, agent Jack Danger.
Agent Jack Danger?
Wow, that name is buh-dass.
- Code for "badass." - Yeah.
So buh-dass.
Ah, here we are.
Wait.
Cool guy, probably expecting a cool knock.
That was incredible.
(Danger) Enter.
Are you Danger?
Jack Danger?
It's actually pronounced "Dong-er."
It's derived from a Dutch word
meaning "prudence in financial matters."
Oh, Jack Donger.
Also cool.
Have a seat.
I understand you need a little help from the big boys
here at USPIS.
USPIS?
Yeah, U.S. postal inspection service,
founded by Benjamin Franklin in 1772,
undoubtedly the great man's greatest accomplishment.
Are you aware that he helped
popularize Parmesan cheese in America?
I am.
USPIS is the crown jewel of the law enforcement system.
1,200 inspectors tackling everything from mail fraud
to the shipment of contraband fruit.
And, of course, occasionally assisting our little brothers
in the police department.
Little brothers?
Well, I am a federal agent. You're just a local cop.
Nothing wrong with that.
(Charles) Uh, we're here because we found this key.
- Whoa. - Yes.
This sexy beast was used to open a type of mailbox
we actually haven't used in years.
However, there are a few around town that were never removed.
Real beauts.
I can find out where they are and send you the locations.
That would be great. Here, my email is...
Uh, no email. [Chuckles]
I'll send it to you with r-mail, which is to say, real mail,
because email has put hundreds of my coworkers out of work.
How would you like it if they laid off
all of your fellow detectives
and partnered you with a robocop?
I've literally drawn sketches of that.
The robot has a backpack that can carry me.
Hey, how's cold turkey going?
[Talking with mouth full]
I heard chewing gum helps.
You know, I never smoked, but I did once have an addiction.
Food... it got bad.
You're not closed!
It's 6:00!
I need my mushu pork!
I need my mushu!
You know how I finally stopped eating?
You got too big to fit through the kitchen door?
I learned how to beat my cravings.
Every time I wanted food, I rebooted my system.
Are you ready to reboot?
When I'd feel a food craving, I would dunk my head
into ice water and reset my brain.
Watch me. Aah!
[Muffled scream]
Whoo!
I'm all good!
[Laughs] Yeah, you try!
- Okay. - Now!
[Muffled scream]
[Gasps]
Do it again!
[Muffled scream]
It's so cold! It's really cold!
Last time.
[Muffled screams]
We think the drug dealers have been using
these out-of-service mailboxes as drops
for giggle pig and money.
Good job. I'm glad Danger was useful.
Actually, it's "Dong-er."
Although it should be "Dong-est."
Can't imagine anyone being more dong than this guy.
Sounds like he was a good resource.
He showed you where the mailboxes were, right?
Yeah, but he also told us how he brought down
a snail-smuggling ring.
For an hour.
Yeah, he showed us all these pictures
of the snails, and he called them "the littlest victims."
Well, hopefully Donger will be less annoying from now on.
Yeah, hopefully.
Wait, "from now on"?
- Yeah. Yup. - No. No, no, no, no.
Please tell me I don't have to keep working with that...
(Danger) Detective Peralta.
Hi.
Love your precinct.
Very primitive.
At USPIS, everyone gets his own office,
but that's because we're this proud nation's first defense
in the war on terror.
Every envelope is a potential target for Al-Qaeda.
Oh.
Detective Rosa Diaz, meet my new partner, Jack Donger.
Please, I go by Jackie.
Jackie Donger.
Of course you do.
[Singing along to marching band music]
Take it away, Peralta.
Will do.
Shouldn't have done that.
B-side's got some banging Sousa deep cuts.
Thank God we're here. Look, there's a box up there.
Oh, yeah, that is some sweet green curves right there.
We should talk to the falafel guy,
see if he's seen anything suspicious.
Uh, you should probably let me take lead on this.
A lot of people don't like cops,
but everybody loves postal workers.
They do?
That's why the phrase most associated
with bringing goodness into people's lives
is "going postal."
[Chuckles] You're kidding, right?
"Going postal" means that...
I know what it means!
I just said what it means. That's what it means.
[Laughs]
Okay.
Well, howzabout we avoid human contact altogether
and check out the box?
What's the point of that thing?
Tradition and security.
Plus, I'd be lying if I said it didn't look insanely cool.
I wouldn't.
Jackpot. It's giggle pig.
Yes!
You have served your country proud, little lady.
Stop!
Whoa!
Ow, ow, ow, help me up!
Peralta, help! Help me up.
Don't ditch me!
[Groans] He's gone.
You okay?
No, I'm rattled.
- Hey. - Hmm?
Where you going, Amy?
Oh, I was just going outside to...
See this pigeon I've been training.
It does the can-can.
That I gotta see!
Damn it. I made my lie too enticing.
Fine, I was going out to smoke.
Your lame system-reboot thing didn't work.
You know, I don't like to talk about this,
but many years ago, I myself overcame an addiction.
I could not get enough of the ponies.
Go, Razzmataz.
(Sports announcer) It's Bugle Boy, winning by a head.
I lost everything.
What worked for me was replacing my bad addiction
with a good addiction...
Exercise.
Grab your sneakers, Santiago.
You're going me on a lunchtime jog.
Great! We can talk a little,
chat about the job, do some mentor-mentee bonding.
We will exercise in silence.
No headphones either.
Music is a crutch.
[Siren wails in distance]
I'm sorry, let me get this straight.
You had a giggle pig supplier 20 yards from you,
and he got away?
What happened?
Your man here failed to follow
proper law-enforcement procedure is what happened.
What?
Always check for ground-level obstructions
before initiating a foot pursuit.
(Jake) The ground-level obstruction
was your hand clutching my leg.
I have claw marks all over my calf.
I'm sorry, Rosa, can I talk to you in private for a second?
- Yeah. - We'll be right back.
Boyle, why don't you show Donger what a fax machine is?
Okay.
Okay, imagine a letter had unprotected sex with a phone.
Look, it's not just that Donger's annoying.
He ruined the whole operation.
The perp got away because he's the world's biggest tool.
No, tools can be useful. He's the world's smallest tool.
I'm the world's biggest tool.
God! Do you see what he's doing to me?
Look, these dealers didn't just randomly start
using mailbox keys.
There's clearly a postal connection.
Sorry, dude, you gotta keep working with him.
Okay, wait, wait.
Let's just put this in perspective for a second.
Is this whole war on drugs really worth
the human cost of me spending another minute
with this behonkus?
I don't know what "behonkus" means, but yes.
"Behonkus" means butt,
and I think you could have guessed that from context.
Seriously, Jake, I'm asking you to see this through.
All right, fine.
I will do it for you as a favor because you're my friend.
But if he tells me one more time
about how USPIS "mailed down" the Berlin wall,
I'm gonna give him your home address,
and you will receive holiday cards from him forever.
My own relatives don't have that address.
Oh, I know. I know.
[Watch beeps]
And completion.
[Sighs]
So how do you feel?
Really good. No nicotine cravings at all.
The magic of endorphins.
I'm in a state of total euphoria.
Clearly.
Listen, I gotta jump in there, so...
[Phone rings]
Hello, Kevin.
No, I haven't seen it.
I very much doubt that.
Why would the housekeeper steal your belt?
What husband? She's a widow.
I... uh-oh, I have to go.
Santiago, are you smoking in there?
No.
Why do I see smoke?
That's steam. I'm in the shower.
So what are a bunch of drug dealers
doing with old postal keys?
Maybe you guys forgot to collect them all.
Mm, barking up the wrong tree, McGruff.
Postal service doesn't make mistakes.
- You lose millions of letters every year. - Really?
Then explain to me why none of these missing letters
have ever been found.
Okay, if it wasn't a mistake, maybe it was an inside job.
Who collected the keys?
There are five people responsible
for key collection in the city.
Boom! That's our list of suspects.
We shall call them "The Fellowship of the Key."
I honestly think you are the greatest man who ever lived.
Oh.
That's a no-go.
Tracking these people down is a waste of time.
I say we keep surveilling the mailboxes.
Look, I have worked a ton of these drug cases, all right?
Once they know we're onto them, they burn the whole system.
Trust me, they're done with the boxes.
Trust me. I'm a federal agent.
You're not FBI. You're not ATF.
You work for the post office.
Your motto is "surprisingly, we exist."
Incorrect.
Our motto is "nos custodimus quod lingus."
"We guard what you lick."
That's worse!
No, forget it.
I'm not giving you the list of names.
We're gonna keep surveilling those mailboxes,
and if nothing turns up after a couple of days,
then we'll go on your wild goose chase.
Hey, if you're hungry, Maury went postal
and brought in muffins for everyone.
Sweet.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go
grab a muff with some bluebs, and when I get back,
we will discuss strategy for the stakeouts.
All right, guard the door.
I'm gonna print out this list of suspects,
and then we are ditching Donger.
It's kind of risky, Jake.
If this ends up being a dead end, Rosa's gonna be mad.
You know, robo-partner would not question this for a moment.
Fine, I'll be lookout.
- Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake! - What? Is he coming?
No, but there's more than muffins.
[Sniffs] There's banana bread too!
What?
This printer is so slow!
Come on.
Ugh, this place is the worst!
All right, two down, three to go.
Next on the list, Kent Delroy.
Worked at the post office for 12 years.
Quit two years ago.
That's the guy from this morning.
NYPD, open up!
All right, I'm gonna break down the door.
No, let me do it.
Charles, that's never gone well.
Yes, but I've been practicing.
All right, fine. You get one try.
Thank you.
Police! Hands in the air!
I did it! Yes!
Boyle, that's the bad guy.
Yup, yup. Turn around.
This way, Santiago.
(Amy) What's going on?
Is this a dream?
No, I'm not holding a label maker.
Silence before the shaman.
Amy, I'm taking charge of your journey away from addiction.
Gina is leading you on a guided mediation.
Terry and I agreed to participate as a show of support.
Okay.
And, Amy, you don't know this
'cause I don't necessarily enjoy talking to you,
but in my early 20s, I too battled an addiction.
I was a compulsive shopper.
Anyway, meditation helped me past that addiction.
And it's gonna do the same for you.
Close your eyes and repeat:
I am in a vast hallway.
(All) I am in a vast hallway.
I walk into the light of self-actualization.
(All) I walk into the light of self-actualization.
For I am a powerful woman.
I'm not hearing everyone.
(Terry and Holt) For I am a powerful woman.
You feel the cool breeze of enlightenment
gently caressing your face.
I feel it!
I feel the breeze.
Amy!
What? I'm not the one with my eyes open.
Cheater!
Captain Holt is cheating.
Santiago, we're trying to help you.
I can't do it.
I quit quitting.
Hey, hey, people.
Task force, officially on the scoreboard
with our first major giggle pig dealer busted.
[Cheering]
Treat him well.
This guy is sort of the Mitch Globmun
of getting put in jail for this.
Globmun was the first kid in my grade to get a pube.
Rosa, great news, my friend!
What the hell?
Donger just called and said you abandoned him,
took information from a classified computer,
and licked a roll of antique stamps.
The stamps were on me.
I was curious about how old glue tasted.
Answer: Like a horse lollipop.
Mm.
Look, it's not a big deal.
Donger wanted us to waste a week staring at mailboxes.
If I'd listened to him, I never would have caught Delroy.
Or found his books, which tell us
there's a huge giggle pig shipment coming in tonight.
I told you to work with USPIS.
Okay, I know I didn't do it
exactly the way you asked me to...
The way I ordered you to as leader of the task force.
Do you think just because we're friends
you can do whatever you want?
Donger's furious. He's on his way over here now
because they're taking over the case.
What! He can't do that.
Yeah, he can.
They're a federal agency.
From now on, any bust that comes from this,
including Delroy, goes to USPIS.
My task force gets nothing. So thanks, friend.
This table tastes like Scully's elbow blisters.
It's horrible and I deserve it.
I hate seeing you like this.
Rosa has every right to be pissed at me.
I didn't follow her orders and I messed up the task force.
The only way to make things right
is to do the worst, most awful thing imaginable.
Dip your penis in vinegar.
What? No!
Why would you say that?
In Sunday school, they told us
the Babylonians did that to their enemies.
I've been terrified ever since.
Okay, well, what I have to do is far, far worse.
I'm sorry I was a jerk.
I'm sorry I said the postman was a flop.
I'm sorry I said "forever" stamps are a lie
because the earth will eventually be swallowed by the sun.
I know what you're trying to do
and I'm not buying it for a second.
I don't think you're sorry and I don't think you respect USPIS.
Maybe at first, but that was before I read,
"stamping out crime: A history of the USPIS."
Oh, great read!
Yeah.
But it actually just scratches the surface.
The real story begins in the 16th century
with la poste Francaise.
Do you wanna hear about it?
Absolutely. Please tell us that story.
And spare no detail.
The vinegar dip.
But this is when USPIS history gets really good.
They actually moved the headquarters
back to Boston from Washington D.C.
Let's jump ahead to 1820...
Wait, you're just gonna jump a whole decade?
I mean, I'm dying to know
how the chief postal inspector's sickly wife
adjusted to the cold new England winters.
Okay, Peralta, I accept your apology.
You can have the case back.
Oh, thank you.
Truth is, I need some help.
Delroy won't tell us where the shipment's going tonight
and his notebooks are all in code.
Have a look.
Have you checked out this phone number?
It doesn't exist.
Ten digits, what else could it be?
Two zip codes back-to-back.
But they're nowhere near here.
27889, that's Washington, North Carolina.
80751, that's Sterling, Colorado.
Sterling Place and Washington Avenue.
Wait a minute, Mr. Postman!
That's where the giggle pig delivery's gonna be?
Yup. We gotta go, right now.
Could you please knock it off?
It's like working inside a beaver dam.
Oh no, a next-to-desk-sit-down.
Santiago, you're putting yourself under too much pressure.
And that stress is making it even harder for you to quit.
Some things might come easier to you
if you stop being such a perfectionist.
A concept you should become familiar with.
"Familiar with?"
Mm.
A dangling preposition?
I'm setting an example.
I made an error and I'm not going to correct it.
I'm just gonna let it dangle...
Dangle...
Dangle.
Thank you, Captain.
Okay, get ready, it's going down.
Wait, before we go in there...
Apology accepted.
No, I actually want to do it.
Ugh, so I have to suffer?
I'll make it quick.
I didn't follow your orders,
I took advantage of our friendship, I'm a jerk, I'm sorry.
So that's what eternity feels like.
I could not have made that any shorter.
All right, what's the plan? This dong is ready to ding.
What?
TAC team one will take the north entrance.
TAC team two will take the east door.
Jake, you stay out here and man the radio.
Oh, sure, whatever you need. On it.
No, I'm just kidding, you're coming in with us.
Jerk.
(Rosa) Ready? On my count.
Three, two, one.
(Rosa) Freeze, police!
(Danger) Also USPIS. And USPIS.
Down, down, down!
Go out the back door!
(Rosa) Down, down, get down!
Unh!
Hands on your head!
Unh. What happened?
You hit your head on the doorway coming in.
Got knocked out cold.
Do I have a bruise?
A little one.
Yes! I'm going on the wall of heroes.
Did we catch all the bad guys?
Yup, we got 'em.
All right, another win for USPIS.
You're lying in rat turds.
It's all part of the job, little brother.
It's all part of the job.
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