Tribal (2020–…): Season 2, Episode 9 - Red Face - full transcript

Previously on Tribal...

- What the hell is that?
- Bag it.

And then canvas the neighborhood.

See if you can dig up any witnesses.

Judge Edson, I am Chief
Woodburn of Tribal Police.

So, there were two of these guys.

They were wearing jump suits.

Tossed a kerosene bomb
through my bedroom window.

We need to talk to Mr. Sutherland.

Thanks for coming in again.

Anything I can do to help.



Why was she in her underwear?

How should I know?

Because you're lying.

Are you charging me?

If so, I need to call my lawyer.

- Who's this?
- Jonas.

He was down at the blockade, protesting.

You put on a bandana,

stop those trains from
running across your land?

Leave the kid alone, Eddie.

Aren't you tired of their
bitchin' and whinin'?

Culture this and that.

Pipeline, no pipeline.

'We stole their land.'
'We stole their country.'



The system is set up
so that innocent kids

like Johnny get profiled and locked up.

We don't profile. Okay? We build cases.

What, you trying to
hate on cops now, too?

So, who are you gonna
call when your house

gets robbed or somebody
stabs your sister?

All I'm saying is that
profiling is a problem

and we all need to
do something about it.

But it cuts both ways, Counselor.

I appreciate that we need to repair

our relationships with the
surrounding indigenous communities.

It's one of the reasons I'm here.

And how do you plan to do that?

I've got a few ideas.

Right now, it's more
important for me to listen.

Maybe you should
re-examine the pros and cons

of Tribal operating in the city.

Nobody seems to be happy about it,

including the board that promoted you.

The indigenous communities
would probably be thrilled.

There's never been any support
for this Tribal-Metro union.

So, let's just give them what they want.

Let's align on some positive change.

If I gave every Indian
bum on the street a nickel.

I'd be more broke than you

Agh!

Ah-ah-ah!

You think we want your help?

All you do is confuse things.

Forever asking stupid questions
and getting no answers.

Then you lock up innocent people.

This needs to stop on both ends.

Before things get worse.

You're the Chief.

My dad's told me all about you.

Let's get you inside.

- How long you been out here?
- Like, one minute, Dad.

Relax.

It's just a little too loud in there.

Hanson, come in.

- No. I'm fine.
- You are not fine.

Sorry, Dad.

It was just so loud in there.

You must be hungry.
I can cook something.

Maybe another time.

Sure.

Good night.

Night.

You like playing with yourself, huh?

Hey, you wanna play, there's
a loser's chair right there.

Nah, I'm a checkers man myself.

You seen my necklace?

Morning.

Which one?

The one you gave me for our anniversary.

The one that hangs on the
mirror, where it always is.

Didn't touch it.

Hanson.

You see my necklace? The diamond one.

No, I haven't seen it.

What?

Oh, you think I took it.

- Did you?
- Yeah, I stole your necklace.

You wanna haul me downtown, Detective?

Should he?

Denise, come on.

Why would I take your necklace?

Maybe you need money.

Look, you don't want me
here, I can leave any time!

Woah, woah, slow down.

Of course we want you here.

Right, right, but the first thing
she does it accuse me of this.

I didn't take the necklace.

He's lying to us again.

Oh.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

So, you still coming
this afternoon, right?

Yeah. After work.

What?

I'll be there.

When was the last time
you were on a reserve?

I don't know, a couple weeks ago.

Not because of work.

I know how important this is to you.

It should be important to you, too.

Yeah, well, it's not like I can

just punch out whenever I want.

The community needs to
see the Chief of Tribal.

Not because of work.

What are you two fighting about?

We're not fighting.

We're just discussing
the treaty celebration.

You're still coming, right?

Absolutely.

Starts at 4... Indian time, right?

I just think it's important for you to

remind people who's side
you're on once in a while.

- Is that even a question?
- For them.

I mean, after what happened to Nash.

What happened to Nash
wasn't Sam's fault.

I know. But, some people on
the reserve see it differently

when you work with those guys.

Back off. It's her job.

And this treaty's about our people.

I just think it's important
for you to show face.

Look, I already told you, I'll be there.

Hey, Mitch.

Where's Tara?

She needed some air.

So, what do you got?

Well, some joggers spotted
them on the riverbank

about three hours ago.

That looks like Evan Sutherland.

Who?

He was a suspect in the
Rachel Chilliwack case.

Who's the woman?

We don't know yet.

She didn't have any ID on her.

Based on decomposition, I'd say
they've been dead about 7 hours.

Have to get them back to
the lab to find out for sure.

And, to analyze the paint.

Red.

And they're bound.

Yeah.

Maybe a suicide pact?

No... look at the knots.

Would've been difficult for
them to tie these themselves.

But not impossible.

Maybe they were dumped?

Yeah, that would be my guess.

Painted faces, huh?

So, what kind of ritual are
we looking at this time, Chief?

- That's a leap.
- Is it?

Evan skated on Rachel's murder,

and he ends up like this.

Yeah, but that doesn't explain her.

Okay, fine.

But in Plains Cree speak,
what is that red paint

telling you that it's not telling me?

Red represents life and some tribes

painted the faces of the dead with it.

And there it is.

But red also symbolizes
war... blood, energy, power,

and even happiness.

Either way, this looks
like retribution for Rachel.

Just like the others.

You jumping to theories, Buke?

Isn't that what you told me never to do?

Look, I'm looking at history.

And... what's right in front of me.

Then let's wait for the autopsy.

Who would kill two people this way?

That's a good question.

The rope. Is that hemp?

Possibly. Why?

Look familiar to you?

You were right. It's made of hemp.

And it's the exact same
type of rope that was used

in Jack Bowden's hanging.

- Cause of death?
- They were dumped.

They were dead before they hit the ice.

So, officially a homicide?

That's correct.

We got an ID on the woman.

Her name is Vivian Spears.

Not much on her. But her
prints are in the system.

- What for?
- Solicitation.

She was a sex worker?

At one time.

That doesn't really explain much.

There was some pre-mortem
bruising on her neck.

You think she was choked?

Likely, but not conclusive.

Mitch, come on.

Do you want me to lie?

'Kay, what about him?

Nothing external.

But I'm still waiting on
the toxicology results.

Okay.

Look, it's time to call this what it is.

Revenge.

For the tomb, and for all the others.

How does killing
Vivian fit that pattern?

Well, it doesn't.

Not yet.

Look, maybe she was in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

But you and I both know
that Dallas strung up

Jack Bowden and he had plenty of motive

for avenging Rachel.

That's who we need to talk to.

- Hey, Drucker.
- Yeah?

You heard what they found
by the river this morning?

No, what?

Someone tied a hooker to Evan Sutherland

and dumped them there.

Wow. Uh... Okay.

What... so this is news to you?

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, you knew this guy, right?

Yeah. Yeah, I did know him.

So what?

I don't know anything about this.

- So, what's his deal?
- His deal?

- Mm-hmm.
- Uhm... he was a party guy.

He made a bunch of money
in tech a few years back.

Wasn't afraid to throw it around.

What do we have so far?

Just happened.

We talked to Mitch.

It was the exact same rope

they used to kill Jack Bowden.

Rope?

Tied 'em up.

All right... well, let's get after them.

Let's chase it down.

- Yeah, we can't.
- Why?

Because the hooker was native.

Indigenous, whatever.

What, so Tribal gets it?

Yeah.

- Until they screw it up.
- Oh, come on, man.

How long do we have to put
up with this BIPOC cop crap?

Huh?

After what they did to
Jack Bowden, now Evan?

We're supposed to just stand aside?

Yeah.

Where you goin'?

We need a warrant.

Welcome back.

You get a haircut?

Where were you last night?

Why don't you just tell
me where you think I was?

Or what you think I did, so
we can just finish this crap?

When was the last time
you saw Evan Sutherland?

I don't even know who that is.

Only time I ever saw that guy
is the night he killed Rachel.

We don't know that he killed her.

'Cause you couldn't prove it.

And he's still out
there, walkin' around.

Doesn't seem right, does it, Sam?

You still working at that
shipping company, Dallas?

Still using the same
rope for those packages?

I don't have to be here
for this. What is this?

We just found Evan's body on the river.

Bound with the same rope
used by your company.

Same rope used to kill Jack Bowden.

I'm innocent.

I'm not sad, but what are you gonna do?

You know her?

Oh, Vivian. Hell yeah.

I love that girl.

When was the last time you saw her?

Why?

When was the last time you saw her?

A couple months ago at a bar.

She was found murdered with him.

[Sighs}

You think I would do
that to one of our own?

Dallas Bullhead you're under arrest...

- Excuse me!
- What are you doing?

- ... for the murder of Evan Sutherland.
- This is a Tribal case!

Not anymore.

- I'm under orders.
- Under orders from who?

- Come on.
- Sam, what is this?

This way.

We're simply putting all the
best resources possible on this.

So that means you're
kicking us off the case?

We're right in the middle of this.

So are we.

We got a warrant to search
a restaurant this morning.

Why is Metro suddenly so
interested in this case?

Our canvassing turned up
a witness describing an

indigenous man matching Dallas'
description outside Evan's party.

That could've been anyone.

Instead, you decide to
railroad an innocent man.

That guy is not innocent, Woodburn.

What is a witness said
it was a tall white guy?

Should we lock you up?

This is exactly why Tribal exists.

To stop this kind of profiling.

Profiling?

The guy had a motive.

Okay?

Coupled with the
witness ID, and the rope.

It's circumstantial evidence, Marcus.

What, are you protecting this guy?

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

- Look, why would he kill Vivian?
- Enough!

This isn't preferential.
It's best practices.

Forensics says there's very
little trace evidence left,

which is going to make
your jobs much harder.

Since when do you talk to forensics?

We've got two bodies here,
and a whole lot of questions.

There's no reason we
can't do this together.

Agreed.

Huh.

Metro will continue to build
a case on Evan Sutherland.

Tribal will run point on Vivian Spears.

- Great.
- End of story.

Hey, Buke, you seen Sam?

Yeah, she's around here
somewhere, cooling off.

- What... are you here for Dallas?
- Yeah.

Wasn't our call to arrest him.

But...

Why is it that every
time we turn around,

this guy's name keeps popping up?

Probably because he's an easy target.

You mean a repeat offender, don't you?

Thanks to Metro's profiling.

You ever get tired of
singing that same old song?

What, defending innocent people?

No.

They're not all innocent.

Don't you get sick of working
alongside these crooks?

What, here?

- Nah, I sleep fine.
- Thanks to Sam.

Thanks to me for what?

For not giving up on Buke.

Ah.

This is the moment
during the dinner party

when my wife tells me to stop talking.

So, what did Dallas say?

That he didn't do it.

You talk to his cousin?

I will.

By the way, you're gonna like this...

Metro's canvas gave us
access to some of the

security cameras in the area.

They caught a truck. I ran the plate.

Came back registered
to one Eddie Peerless.

You remember him?

That's the same guy who
kidnapped Jonas Takosin?

Yep.

What the hell's he
doing out on the streets?

Out on bail.

Well, then there's no law

against him being out there.

True. But he was there during the hours

of midnight and one AM.

Same time Evan and Vivian were killed.

I like that blouse.

He isn't here yet?

He's on his way in now.

We just found Evan Sutherland tied to an

Indigenous woman at
the river this morning.

Well, that's terrible.

Any leads?

We're working on it.

Did you know him?

By reputation.

So, all this is news to you?

Troubling news.

Very troubling, Clark.

So, this is where all the
dirty handshakes go down.

Thanks for coming in.

Couldn't we have done
this over the phone?

We wanted to speak in person.

Okay.

What's going on?

When I first took over, I
promised to change the system.

I had visions of us
walking shoulder to shoulder

with the Indigenous communities.

You remember what you told me?

Yeah.

You couldn't do it without me.

Wouldn't be able to
navigate the politics

on the reserves, either.

You were right.

It was a good vision but turns out

I've been in over my head.

Well, that kind of tramples
on my 'told you so.'

Before Connie swooped in and
stole your autonomy, you were...

Doing a decent job managing Tribal?

'Scuse me... Uh, stole my autonomy?

Connie stole our police force.

Waving to the newspapers,
smiling, glad handing. Hmm?

Preaching about unity.

When all it really was, was nothing more

than modern colonialism.

So, it's fair to say you'd
like your police force back?

What are you talking about?

We're considering giving
Tribal back to the reserves.

Connie's attempt to incorporate Tribal

with Metro, I mean, it
looked good on paper,

- but realistically...
- Complete failure.

I'd like to think that
if the tragedy with Dennis

and the tombs wouldn't have
happened, it might've had a chance.

But, as it stands, yes,
it seems to be failing.

So how exactly are you
planning to do this?

If someone from your community
were to file an injunction,

I could take it from there.

An injunction eh?

What about Sam?

Would she still be Chief?

That would be up to the people.

Which is another thing
I was right about.

They don't consider
her one of their own.

Let's face it.

I was the best damn chief Tribal had.

Where were you last night, Eddie?

At home.

All night?

Yeah.

And I didn't violate my parole.

Well, that's interesting because, uh,

we have your truck
on camera... parked...

outside Evan Sutherland's party.

Whoops.

Suthy's a friend of mine.

Said he was getting
together with a few people,

so I popped in to say hi.

You're friends with Evan Sutherland?

Yeah.

So?

So... why don't you
tell us about the party?

Whoo!

Perfect.

You up?

- Maybe in a little bit.
- Prepare to be amazed.

You guys wanna order more tequila?

Yeah!

I'll do it again.

Whoo!

I can do this all night long.

Anyone have a shot glass.

Taking it like a champ.

It's your turn.

That's good stuff.

Woo!

Uhm, to... to liberty and...

That was a great speech.

I didn't want any
trouble, so I took off.

Who was doing drugs?

Not me.

I'll piss in a cup
right now to prove it.

No, thanks...

I think we're good.

What about her?

Yep.

She was there.

Flying high as a kite.

Eddie, you know Evan Sutherland's body

was found dumped on the
river bank this morning.

Okay, wait.

I got outta there when
they busted out the coke

and he was fine when I left.

Who else was at the party?

Girls.

Young girls.

Okay? That was the way he rolled. I...

I told him, that wasn't cool.

I didn't know any of them,

but if I found out my girl was there,

or daughter...

I'd be out for blood.

'Scuse me.

I'm gonna have to call you back.

Buke, wait.

We just got Evan's phone records.

Okay?

We can't access the texts themselves,

but we got the numbers.

One of them belongs to Drucker.

Excuse me?

Yeah.

Who else knows about this?

Just you. Now.

But Marcus is all over me.

Okay, thanks for the heads up, pal.

Do I need to call Internal
Affairs about this?

Not yet.

Just... give me a bit.

So, what'd I miss?

Hey.

What were you and Evan
texting about last night?

The phone recs came through, huh?

Yeah.

Why didn't you tell us?

Well, I mean, it wasn't relevant.

Kinda is.

How did you know him?

I ju... I just... I worked for
the guy on the side, sometimes.

Doing what?

Private security for his parties.

I just made sure
nothing got out of hand.

Well, what happened last night?

Nothing. I mean, nothing.

It was the same as usual.

Hey!

You running off?

How old are those girls, man?

- Huh?
- Everyone's having fun but you!

If anybody finds out about this...

Do I look worried?

I'm not gonna bail you
out of any more trouble.

Do you understand me?

I can take care of myself.

Yeah, then why am I here?

Relax.

Hey, have some fun
for once there soldier.

I did what you asked.

Yeah, thanks.

Everything looks tasty.

I can't keep doing this.

Stop being such a cop.

Hey?

You used to be fun!

All right.

But I can't drink that piss,

so I'm gonna go get some real beer.

All right?

- I'll be back.
- Hey. You promise?

Yeah. With roses, you prick.

I never went back.

Was a Vivian there?

I don't remember seeing her.

What about Eddie Peerless?

Who's that?

No. No, he wasn't there.

Look, everyone knew
that Evan was a prick.

But, what do you want from me here?

The guy was paying me good money.

What, do you think that
I... that I killed him

and that chick and that
I painted their faces up,

like some kinda psycho?

You shoulda told us you were there.

I shoulda told you?

You should be talkin' to
that Dallas piece of shit

who killed Jack Bowden,

instead of interrogating
one of your own.

Yeah?

Wow.

You buy anything this guys' saying?

Nope.

Prick.

Look, I know.

I'm sorry for missing the
feast but a case blew up and...

I ran into Alice.

She wanted to talk to you.

I... uh... heard what
happened to Vivian.

I went to high school with her.

What's going on?

I don't even know if this is connected.

But a few weeks ago...

Why didn't you say anything before?

You work with them, Sam.

You think all Metro cops are like this?

These are the people you're protecting?

I'm not protecting anyone.

We interrogated Drucker today.

And with this information,
I can actually do something.

You're positive it was him?

Yeah.

So, what are you gonna do about it?

I'm gonna stop it.

I promise.

Yeah, more promises.

But this stuff keeps
happening, doesn't it?

And if you don't do
something about it...

I know people who will.

Callin' Buke?

Yeah... why shouldn't I?

You keep talking about how
these guys stick together.

- This is different.
- You sure about that?

I can trust Buke.

Why is this any different than before?

Because we're together on this now.

Guess we'll see.

Here, I think you're gonna dig this.

I was telling you
about it the other day.

I'll show you this band
I've been telling you about.

Yeah, this new director
doing their music video

has a really cool style.

- Where are they from?
- Hey!

Look what I found.

Where was that?

On the floor. Beside the dresser.

Huh. Wonder how it got back there.

I didn't touch it.

Come on, Hanson. Just be honest with us.

I am.

I didn't touch the stupid necklace.

So, it just magically reappeared.

I don't know, how about
you just try believing me?

See how it feels.

Hey.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah. Sorry.

I tried calling, but
I couldn't get through.

No, no, no. Come in.

Uhm, Sam, this is Denise.

And you've met Hanson.

Sure have.

It's, uh, so nice to finally meet you.

Chuck speaks very highly of you.

You too.

I didn't mean to bother
you guys like this.

Bother?

Don't be silly Sam. Come on in.

Have a drink or three.

No thanks. I'm good.

Can you guys give us a minute?

Work, work, work, right?

So, what's going on?

Alice Wajunta said Drucker

was the guy who attacked her car.

What?

Why would he go after her?

Some kind of retaliation.

For what happened to Edson.

What is it?

She was afraid to talk to me, Buke.

I mean, I'm out there fighting for them.

This is what they think of me?

When they find out the
truth about Drucker,

they will understand.

But, Sam, if this is about retaliation,

why go after Evan?

I don't know.

Ahhh.

- What happened?
- Ah.

We, we just collided.

Are you hurt?

Ow, my head.

Look, it was just... I was
crossing, and we sort of,

like, knocked into each other.

It was an accident.

Are you okay, Mom?

I'm sorry. You all right?

Oh, God.

Buke, it's okay.

I said it was an accident.

Nothing like a full moon
to clear your head, huh?

What's going on, Daniel?

You talk to your commander, Mann, yet?

About what?

Can't be easy, working both sides.

The reserves blame you
for siding with Metro, and

the Metro guys, well,

they don't even take you seriously.

Look, it's getting late.

Ever since Buke and you found
that tomb, you wanted answers.

That's what this rampage is all about.

Right?

It's still an active case.

So you're not gonna get
any information out of me.

I don't need you.

Alana Thomson just
blabbed about it online.

Headlines are saying
this double homicide

is related to that poaching death.

And then Nash gets killed.

Now, this attack on Edson.

It's all falling apart, Sam.

Not from where I'm standing.

I'm talking about
Connie's vision of Tribal.

Look what it's become.

What, so you came here to lecture me?

He never cared about us.

It's time we take it back.

Who's that serving?

You?

Tribal belongs on the reserve.

On our terms.

It's a shame you can't see that.

Victoria...

Someone's been talking to
the press about our case.

I saw.

They're saying "Tribal's
out of control."

They have inside information
about the rope, for one.

Things get leaked
from time to time, Sam.

That doesn't concern you?

Of course it does, but
what's done is done.

We need to think about
what's ahead of us.

Not behind.

So you're not gonna
chase down who leaked it?

I don't have time to
coddle people who aren't

qualified to do their jobs properly.

Unless they're only concern
is their own profession.

I agree.

Do you believe what they're saying?

That Tribal's failing?

No, that's not the
government's position on this.

And your position?

I think we need to embrace progress.

We wouldn't be standing here without it.

Right?

Well, it starts with helping
each other out though, doesn't it?

Absolutely.

Well, good to know you have my back

moving forward on this.

Hey.

Sorry I'm late.

How's your wife?

Oh, she got a bump on her head.

But, uh... Denise is strong.

I can tell.

You okay?

Yeah.

I love my kid.

But he really puts us
through the wringer sometimes.

Well, what are you gonna do?

Whatever it takes to get him through it.

Family, right?

Uh huh.

So, where we at?

Uh, well, you read the news?

Yeah. Yeah, I saw it.

What, that doesn't bother you,

what they're saying about us?

We can't control the spin, Sam.

I'll tell you what does bother me.

Thinking about Vivian
Spears being strangled

and dumped on the ice.

Yeah.

Well, someone posted a
photo from the party online.

We ran it through facial rec
and got hit on a Molly Dawson.

I was just going
through her social media.

Okay, what's her story?

I don't know, but we should
probably bring her in.

I heard what happened
to Evan and that girl,

but I swear, I don't
know anything about it.

Okay, well, let's just slow down.

You're not in any kinda trouble.

We just wanna hear about the party.

How long were you there?

Couple hours.

And what time did you leave?

Around midnight.

Everyone was still there,
including Evan and...

Her name was Vivian.

I never said a word to her.

Who else was there?

Some other girls.

I didn't really know anyone.

Do I need a lawyer?

If you didn't do anything wrong,

there's nothing to worry about.

So, what happened at the party?

Nothing.

Look, we already know
about the drugs, so

let's not worry about that, okay?

But two people are dead, Molly.

You were one of the last
ones to see them alive.

If you didn't know anyone,
how did you end up there?

I got paid to go.

Happens a lot. I...

I show up, smile, have a good time, and

they throw me a few hundred bucks.

Who paid you?

I got a call from a guy named Brandon.

He mentioned some mutual friends.

I had never heard of
Evan, but he seemed cool.

Like, they said he was cool,

so I figured it'd be safe.

But it was really strange.

The... they just...

What was strange?

They dropped cash in my mailbox.

They usually transfer money.

And this Brandon, did
you get a number for him?

Ah, yeah.

I don't know who he was.

But the money was there so
I just needed to show up.

What?

There was some coke with the money.

Who's the angel who
brought reinforcements?

You're welcome.

What's your name again?

Angel.

Hey, where you goin'?

I need some air.

Well, don't wander off.

The fun's just getting started, Angel.

There was a weird vibe, so, I took off.

That was the end of it.

Did you see Vivian?

Yeah. She arrived late with some guy.

Was it... was it this guy?

No. He had brown hair, uhm,

kind of average looking.

He seemed uncomfortable.

Like, he didn't want to be there.

What about this guy?

You know, it's about time you showed up.

You know what? You need a new hobby.

You need to stop being so paranoid.

Her name is Vivian.

And that is it.

All right, I'm done.

We're even.

Well, come on in, Vivian.

I didn't know he was a cop.

Busy day, Daniel?

We need to file an injunction.

What kind of injunction?

The kind that untangles
Tribal from the city.

Takes it back to the reserves,

where it belongs.

This is your big power play?

Someone needs to take control.

Sam's in control.

Then why are so many
people getting hurt?

You're asking me to go behind her back?

Stop making this about your girlfriend.

All right?

It's about all of us.

You sound like one of them.

It's the right move, Addison.

And you know it.

Even if we do file, we
need help from someone

higher up to push it through.

Just leave that with me.

Who are you working with on this?

Let's just say Sam's lost her way

and it's up to us to steer her back.

Hmm?

Spit it out.

There's this cop.

Drucker... you know him?

Yeah, guys' a maggot, why?

Where is this guy?

He's not answering.

He told me he'd meet us
at the Stampede grounds.

Try dispatch.

Maybe they could get a hold of him.

Yeah, this is Detective Bukansky.

Can you get me a 20 on Officer Drucker?

Give me a minute.

Drucker straight up lied to us.

Or we didn't ask him
the right questions.

We now have him in the
room with both victims'

hours before they were killed

and again he doesn't say anything?

Well, that's different from lying.

Why are you defending him?

Look, I'm not defending him.

I'm looking at facts. He's a cop.

Molly is a paid escort.

I mean, it's his word against hers.

Who do you think they're gonna believe?

So, we go to internal affairs.

Ah-ha, yeah, maybe...

What?

Drucker's not that smart, Sam.

He's a foot soldier.

Nah, we're missin' something.

So, let IA figure it out.

No. Sam, I know this guy.

He finds out about IA,

we're never gonna get
a chance to talk to him

without him lawyering up.

We need another angle then.

Well, that's why were here.

I'm gonna try to talk to him.

Detective Bukansky?

Yeah... go for Bukansky.

Officer Drucker is not responding.

Do you have his location?

Yes.

Could you send it to us?

Drucker?

All right, he still has a pulse.

Hang on, pal.

Officer down.

This is Chief Woodburn.

We need an EMT.

Sam... Look at his head.