Oh lord, not another awkward scene with Reynolds trying to endear himself to Jim. Mark says he "enjoyed riding" with Jim because he thinks that's what cops say to each other. Jim finally takes a little pity on him and says he knows he can be a little tough on him, but he's kind of protective of his oldest girl. But compared to Elisabeth's dad, he's a puppy dog, or something, and all I can say is that Elisabeth's dad's instincts were probably RIGHT ON when it came to Jim. "I think you're a good kid," he says, and pats Mark on the arm. Mark says "Thanks, sir," but Jim reminds him that "sir" doesn't apply now that Taylor's back, and Mark tries for "Thanks, Jim," which doesn't sit well with Jim either.
So Taylor and Jim have a little powwow in Taylor's office and update each other on the results of their respective endeavors, and then Taylor asks how it felt to be in charge, and Jim tries not to get too excited and says it was fine but he wouldn't want to do it every day.
And we close the way we opened, with Skye coming in to talk to Taylor about taking a walk to Memorial Field. "You know, I meant what I said to you. They'd be real proud to see the fine young woman you've become," he says, then asks if she's got something on her mind. Mainly because she looks like she's about to throw up.
Daniel is a writer with a wife and daughter in Newfoundland. If someone declares his intentions for his daughter, he'll disclose his intentions for a shotgun. Follow him on Twitter (@DanMacEachern) or email him at danieljdaniel@gmail.com.
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