What if you were a cop and you had vowed to protect innocents from harm but suddenly you were forced to choose between letting 50 people die or killing 1 person? And what if that 1 person happened to be someone you couldn't afford to lose? Do the needs of the many really outweigh the needs of the few? [See Author's Note for more details.]

Sunday dinner at Ma's new house usually has a few constants: family, food, and football. And Jane finally acting on those coulda, shoulda, woulda moments.