Rizzles Story

Chapter 10

At BPD

Jane walks into the bullpen and sees Korsak laying on his desk.

Jane: Korsak, you okay? Aced your sergeant's exam. That's great.

Korsak: Save it. Passed me over. Again. It's juice. I don't got juice.

Jane: No, no, it's -- It's political, all right? How do you think I feel? They didn't even let women in this unit till 1988.

Korsak: More people to get promoted ahead of me -- great!

Jane: Get up, get up, get up, get up.

Crowe: Drug unit has more space.

Grant: No, this is okay.

Crowe: Uh, lieutenant's office is through there, empty since Ray was promoted.

Jane: You lost, Joey?

Grant: Can I talk to you for a second, Detective Rizzoli?

Jane: It's Detective Isles. And, yeah, why not? What do you want?

Grant: Okay, look. I know you've got a problem with me.

Jane: "The habitual difficulty in prayer is,"'a,' distraction,'b,' lack of grace, 'c,' selfishness,or,'d,' dryness."

Grant: Dryness.

Jane: No. You still don't know. You cheated off my catechism test.

Grant: We were 8 years old. And, no, I didn't.

Jane: Yes, you did. And I know it was you who put a mallard duck in my locker in 7th grade.

Grant: You don't like cold duck?

Jane: It crapped all over my math homework. No, not so much.

Grant: You and I are gonna have to figure out some way to get along.

Jane: Why?

Grant: Because I'm your new lieutenant. Commissioner gave me homicide command.

Jane: Right. 'Cause you've got juice.

Grant: And I might have kissed a little brass on the way up. But I also made hundreds of cases.

Jane: Korsak's made thousands. He didn't get promoted.

Grant: Korsak is sitting at that desk for a reason. The same reason you'll be sitting there in 20 years. You don't know how to get along. Me -- I'll barely have time for a cup of coffee before I'm out of that office and moving on up.

Jane: Ugh!

She goes to walk out.

Grant: You know, you're exactly the same. And I'm gonna need everything you got on that strangling victim. Ladies and gentlemen I am your new lieutenant. I just want to say I'm very excited to be working with all of you. I keep an open-door policy. Let's make this a tight-knit team. Oh, and there will be no more parking in front of the building.

Jane: Oh, come on.

Grant: It's a security issue.

Jane: (scoffs) Security my butt. I'm going to see my wife.

Grant: Wife?

Jane: (turns around) Yeah. My wife. Maura Isles. One person of whom actually cared about me! All you cared about was yourself! I have another wife as well. Her name's Arizona Isles.

She walks out and goes downstairs.