Jake: Knox, you're pointing a gun at an NYPD captain. Have you really thought this through?
Sergeant Knox: This is not my fault. You were supposed to be at the dentist.
Amy: What? How did you- You called me. He called me. He said he had a tip for the officer in charge of the Avery murder. I said I could meet any time except for this morning because of the dentist.
Sergeant Knox: I had it all planned out.
Amy: Guess you didn't count on my FOMOW. Yeah, that's right. It's crippling.
Jake: Oh, picking a weird time, but I'm glad you're finally owning it.