Bronx SIU (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Enter Argon - full transcript

- If it isn't the Brooklyn girl.

- Mr. Abs.

- It's Peter.

- Yolanda.

- Well, it is a
pleasure to meet you,

well at least get
your name anyways.

- Ditto.

- I'll take a shot and another
of whatever she's having.

- I'm good, thank you.

- Okay.

- You looking for something?



Can I help you?

- Well, actually,
I'm looking for you.

- Listen, I'm flattered.

I'm trying to...

- You just.

- I'm just--
- Looking for something new?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Maybe, I don't know.

A little confused, I guess.

- I mean, it's
clear as mud, but...

Nah, I get it though.

I'm looking for
something new too, so.

- Yeah.



- Well, I will leave you be.

- Stay.

Please.

Say something real.

- I'm happy to see you.

That's good whiskey.

- That's not fuckin' true.

- It's not.

Could we get another?

- Where are you from?

- I don't wanna tell you.

- What?

- Yeah, no, I don't
wanna tell you.

- It's all in there.

- Perfect.

Hey, get the car.

I've got a good
feeling about this one.

I thought more was in there.

- There is more.

There's always more.

- All right, we
got some good shit.

- Just show the man.

- We got a deal?

- Oh yeah.

- All right, looks
like we got a future.

All right, looks like
we'll be in touch.

- Nobody move!

Hands up!

No one fucking move!

- You set me up!

- Bullshit!

- Listen to the man!

Nobody has to die.

- Don't be stupid.

Put the gun down.

- Put it down and you're dead.

- Jimmy!

Let's go, Jimmy!

- Get the money.

- Jimmy.

- What the fuck?

- We got the money.

- You said nobody
would get hurt!

- We got the money!

- Fuckin', no.

Fuck, we gotta
call this shit in.

- Are you crazy?

- Hey, we need to
stick to the plan.

We've been fucking
looking at these Albanians

for over a year.

S.I.U's all over these guys.

There's gonna be questions.

All right, let's get it
to-fucking-gether, all right?

Go, but call it in.

- All right.

- Fuck.

So are we done?

Yeah?

- Don't worry, he'll talk.

Sooner or later, they all talk.

Call Darius.

See how this plays out.

- Joey!

Joey, Joey, Joey!

Joey!

Joey!

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey.

Come on, come on.

Someone call 911!

Somebody help!

Somebody help me!

- Jimmy Blue, find anything yet?

- You ever been to a party

where they give
out bags of candy?

These things are
all over the place.

- No.

Definitely not.

- For some reason, I'm
not believing that.

Hey.

What's this?

Never seen that kind before.

- Yes, you have.

My apartment.

Ecstasy.

Pretty common for
a party like this.

Hey Tom, can you get a full
chemical rundown on that?

And make sure Tessa
hits us back right away

with any results.

- Stop.

Hey, stop.

Cut it out.

- Hey, bring that guy to me.

What's up?

- Hey baby.

Let's go.

- Hey, let's go.

You like groping women, huh?

Yeah, you like groping
women, don't you?

You carry anything, huh?

- I didn't do anything!

- Hey, shut up before I shoot
you for harassing my partner.

- What do you got?

- My wallet, my wallet.

- What else you got, huh?

- Calm down, Jared
Hanewski, from Long Island.

What are you doing in the Bronx?

- I don't know.

- What is this?

- Shit.

- Ooh, see where I'm from,
they call these drugs.

Where'd you get these?

- I don't know.

I just found them, all right?

- Hey, hey.

Shit, Johnny, this
kid is so far gone.

Hey, you want a get
out of jail free card?

Look at me.

Where'd you get the drugs, huh?

- There were a million drug
dealers in there last night.

- Smooth, he's useless.

- Dude, man, seriously.

I don't know.

- You wanna go to jail?

- I'm gonna be doing
paperwork all night,

drinking a hot cup of coffee
while your ass is in lockup

being somebody's new girlfriend.

Just too bad for you.

Come on, let's go.

- Rico, the promoter.

He's been selling me the stuff.

- Where do we find Rico?

- You'll never find him.

No one knows where he is.

He's a ghost.

- He's a ghost.

It's a good thing they got
lady Ghostbusters then, huh?

Got your information.

Got you.

Have a nice day.

- Listen kid, you even fucking
think about warning Rico,

hey, look at me.

Jesus Christ.

Sober up, kid.

- I apologize for
the inconvenience

of bringing you down here,

but what can you tell
us about your son?

- You know, he was the
kind of kid who would not

follow instructions for
toys, cars and model planes.

He would take pieces
and build them together,

different from the original.

Joey's a smart kid.

- Well, do you know who
he was at the party with?

- Yes, just very
few close friends.

Enrico, Tehi and
Tara, his girlfriend.

- Do you have any of
their contact information?

- Here.

- Is this Tara?

- Yes, it's her.

She's lovely and
she's smart too.

- Do you mind if
I take a picture?

- No, why not.

She has nothing to do with it.

she could not hurt a fly.

They wanted to go
to college together.

My son almost made it.

He would've been
the first in our family.

It would break her heart.

It would break her heart.

- I think we have
what we need here.

Here, do me a favor.

Please, just feel
free to give me a call

with any questions
you have, okay?

I'll walk you out.

- Thanks for staying around.

I know it's been a long night.

Can you tell me about Joey?

- He was my first love.

My first everything.

I just can't believe it.

I just can't believe he's gone.

- Tara, I know it's
hard, but can you tell me

about the drugs that
you took tonight?

- It was just X.

We only took one each.

It was our first time.

We were celebrating
getting into Syracuse.

- Do you know who
sold it to you?

- No.

There were drugs everywhere.

- Okay.

Listen, if you remember
anything or need anything.

Anything, okay?

Can we get her a
ride home, please?

- Ahhh, my f-ahhh!

- Why you making me run, huh?

Huh?

What you runnin' from?

Oh, yeah, new candy, huh?

- That's my medication, man.

- Oh, I'm sure it is.

I told you to get down.

Get down, get down.

Making me run.

I don't got time for this.

All you had to do was stop.

Call Tessa right now.

Need to know when to stop.

Tessa, yeah.

I need you to run a
report on something.

And get it to the coroner
as soon as possible.

- And tell Tessa you
broke my fuckin' arm.

- Why don't you shut up, huh?

- Jimmy, good news, bad news.

Good news, Rico's
drug tested positive.

Bad news, it wasn't found
in the victim's system.

Whomp, whomp.

Yeah, well, they're
still running tests.

Also, I found out
that there were

15 other drug-related
deaths that night.

Yeah, so I'll just call
you as I get more details.

Okay, toodleloo.

- You okay, man?

- They're coming after
me through Carissa.

- Ain't nobody coming after you

through a kid with cancer, man.

The media would eat
their asses alive.

- I just think about it.

- We both do, man.

- I think about how
it all went down.

- How you mean?

- How it happened
and everything.

- Right.

Well they was all dead
when we showed up.

- Come on, Jimmy, man.

It's just us two.

You can be honest.

- Right.

Live together, die
together, right?

- Come on, man, he didn't--

- Shhh.

I don't know what you
was talking about,

but everyone was dead
when we showed up,

just like I been saying.

Piece of fucking shit.

After all I sacrificed for
you, you do this to me,

you fucking motherfucker.

What the fuck were you thinking?

What the fuck were you thinking?

- I gotta think
about Carissa, man.

I had to think
about my daughter.

I'm sorry.

- Fuck you.

You're already dead to me.

Get the fuck out of this car.

I'ma let you live.

Get out!

- Sorry, Jimmy.

Fuck.

Fuck.

God fucking damn it!

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Son of a bitch.

Hey guys.

How was your night?

- It's not worth it.

- They bought all of it,
but only for half price.

And considering that shit
you and Jimmy pulled,

I think I deserve a
bigger piece of the pie.

- You'll get the
cut we agreed upon.

I can't believe I let you
talk me into this shit.

- What'd you mean, you can't
believe I talked you into this?

It wasn't hard.

Come on, don't play the saint.

- Zakir made me wear a wire.

A wire on my best friend.

- Gentlemen.

- How are you, Penny?

- I'm all right.

How are you doing, chief?

- I'm good.

I like it just like that.

- Okay.

- How'd it go?

- He could've killed
me, but I'm here.

- Yeah, well, I'm
surprised he didn't.

What?

Come on, he's a better cop.

He always has been.

Too bad he isn't as easily
influenced as you are.

Shit, Darius, come on.

You made a mess of things.

Don't think about going
back to Zakir about me

'cause I could end you
easily as you could end me.

- Yeah, that's fitting.

It's quite fitting.

- You need to watch your ass.

Get a lawyer or
a damn bodyguard.

- No, one last thing.

Jimmy can't know about
that other money.

- What money?

- No gun, no wire.

I just want to talk.

I just want to talk.

- How the hell did you find me?

- I'm a cop, Jimmy.

- What do you want?

- I messed up, Jimmy, but
I want to make this right,

but I need to know if you're
gonna take care of my daughter.

- What do you mean?

- What do you think I mean?

Will you take care of her?

- I love that little girl.

You know I will.

- Okay.

Thanks, Jimmy.

I'm gonna make it right, Jimmy.

I'll stay in touch.

- Tessa, where are the
toxicology reports?

- It's in your hand.

- Damn it, can you just
give me the results?

- Okay, well, according
to the autopsy,

it wasn't the drugs
that killed him.

It was sulfuric acid poisoning.

- Battery acid?

- Battery acid.

- Get Rodriguez on
the phone for me.

- Look, look, okay.

One more thing.

The pills that were
tested from the club

and that were on
Enrico were less potent

than the street stuff, okay?

Someone's been tampering
with the batches.

- Get yourself some
lunch on me, okay?

I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

- Hey, Rodriguez on
the phone now, please.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, got it.

- You know you're the
best lover I've ever had.

- I thought I was
your first and only.

- You are.

You know what I mean.

- I know.

- Hey, what are you doing?

Lay back down.

- What did you tell
the police, Tara?

- Exactly what we practiced.

Joey and I were together.

We were in love.

We were going to
college together.

The whole nine.

I even had tears.

- Tears?

Did you love him?

- What difference does
it make in this moment?

Joey's dead and we're together.

Isn't that what you wanted?

- No, it's what we wanted.

Right, Tara?

- Right.

- Okay, let's just
go through it again.

- Okay.

- None of these victims
had battery acid in them.

They all died of a
high dose of molly.

- So these 15 people
took something different

than what Joey took.

- Right and I almost
didn't believe it,

but they died of
cyanide poisoning.

- Cyanide.

- Wow, you keep
popping those pills,

I'm gonna be adding your
picture to that wall.

- What these?

- Yeah.

- These are relaxants.

I'm happy-ish.

- So happy, like when you were
tearing around here earlier?

Tessa told me.

What's going on?

Talk to me.

I'm your partner.

- Hey boss, the victim's
girlfriend's here

in investigation room one.

- Yeah, thanks.
- Okay.

- Okay, let's go.

- Hi Tara.
- Hey.

- What's going on?

- I heard something about Joey.

- What did you hear?

- So word on the street is
that Rico and Joey had beef.

Rico did something.

Rico was the one that sold
us the drugs last night.

The molly we took.

- It wasn't molly
that killed him.

It was sulfuric acid poisoning.

- I don't know what that means.

- Is there something you're
not telling us, Tara?

- It was Rico.

He loved me.

He would do anything
to be with me.

- Maybe he killed Joey?

- He was crazy.

Look, I didn't tell you last
night because I was scared,

but then I thought about Joey.

- Okay, well thank you
for telling us now.

Just give us a second.

- I need some water.

Do you need anything?

Okay, I'll be right back.

- She's lying.

- I don't know.

I have eyes.

I mean, she's a pretty girl.

Two guys fighting,
it gets outta hand.

- Okay, Blue, she's
doing a thing.

She's just playing the heel.

- What are you talking about?

- The Usual Suspects.

When the con artist tries
to make the police believe

that everyone's either an
accomplice or a suspect.

You've seen this movie.

- I don't watch movies.

I solve real crimes.

- Okay, solve this for me.

What happened with Rico?

I thought you had him?

- We messed up.

We had to let him go.

- You let him go.

- I'm taking the lead.

All right, you're free to go.

We're not gonna waste
any more of your time.

You'll be able to go.

- Thank you.

- But actually, we do want
a full written statement

before you leave.

You know, just everything
that you told us.

We didn't get you
anything to drink.

Do you want a coke?

- Sure.

- Two cokes.

- Three cokes.

- Three cokes.

- Coming up.

- Okay, just write
what you told us.

- Mr. Blue.

Always good to see you.

So how can I help you?

This is?

- I got kids dying
off these drugs.

- What do you want, Jimmy?

- Where is this made?

- I don't know.

I'll deal with this.

- Cut the shit, Mr. Han, really.

- Are you calling your partner?

- I need answers.

- There's a lab.

South Bronx warehouse.

I'll text the exact
address when I find out.

Okay?

- Thank you.

- We're even.

- What are you doing?

I don't have any
tickets on that car.

- Tara Campbell?

Detective Tariq.

I have a couple
questions for you.

- They're taking my car.

- Right, it's being confiscated.

We got a warrant by the judge.

- Why?

- Look, it's just formality
of a homicide case.

- For what?

I already told the
police who did it.

- Well, if everything
pans out fine,

then you can call
up and get your car,

but for right now, it's ours.

Sound good?

Well, lookie here.

Pretty boy Rico.

Hey, get him.

- Rico Babella.

- I don't know
anything, officer.

- You are under arrest for
the murder of Joey Grant.

- Officer.

- You are under
arrest for the murder

of Joey Grant, all right?

- Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in the court of law.

- Tara.

Tara, bitch, get over here
and tell them it wasn't me.

Watch my fucking arm.

Listen, she set me up.

She set me up.

- Come on, now.
- what the fuck?

- Si?

- I was told you could help me.

I need to book a private
flight to Venezuela.

I was told you're the
person to contact.

- okay,.

- You got it.

- Tara.

- Hey.

- You're under arrest for
the murder of Joey Campbell.

- I didn't kill Joey.

What are you talking about?

- Cut the crap.

- Turns out you got
all A's in chemistry.

The only question is why?

- The Feldman Scholarship.

Why should he get it when
I worked so hard for it?

The only reason why he
got was because he--

- He's white.

- No.

He was fucking the counselor.

- So why blame Enrico?

- He's a drug dealer.

He didn't have a future.

- That's cold blooded.

- You can take her.

- Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

- Tara, don't fight.

- Anything you say...

- Your first love, huh?

- Don't even try to fight.

It will be used against you.

- Do you like sushi?

- Matter of fact, I love sushi.

You know, I got a good
spot over there on fifth.

- Yeah?

- Oh, it's to die.

- Oh, Yolanda, I
am so proud of you.

- (laughs) okay.

- That you have finally
made the decision

to take your power back.

You know what?

I think you're ready
to move forward

to something we discussed
in the previous session.

One week, no porn.

- Okay, I'm paying you
$150 a session to tell me

that I don't need
the $50 subscription

that I thought was the
thing that was helping me?

- Mmm hmm, because
now it is time

for you to show yourself
you're in control.

- Okay.

Yes, obviously I can...

(sighs) one week.

I can do that.

- You got it.

Okay, well I guess that's
our session for today.

Next time, we fight the anger.

Got it?

- Okay.

- Hey.

- Hey baby.

- How are ya?

- I'm ready, okay.

I just need a bump.

- Who the fuck are you?

- I'm the motherfucker
with the gun.

Is this your coke, kid?

Get the fuck outta here!

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't know you had a client.

- Yeah, so next time?

- Yeah, um, Yolanda--

- I have to go.

So sorry for...

Thank you.

See you next time.

- Mr. Han we'd like
to talk to you.

- I'm busy right now.

I have a meeting to attend.

A base for a new
construction I'm pending.

All very legal.

- Tariq.

Mr. Han, we heard about
a warehouse being hit.

- What are we talking about?

Boys and girls in the streets.

It'd be very bad for everyone.

- Tariq, let's go.

Let's go!

- Thank you.

- Hey Brooklyn, wow.

How's it going?

- Peter, hey.

- Hey, what's
wrong, are you okay?

- Cash us out,
I'll be right back.

- Okay, yeah, um, yeah.

- She's beautiful.

- Oh her, no, it's just--

- You know, I...

- What's wrong with you?

What's up?

- I've had, yeah...

Nice, man.

- Yolanda!

- Put the gun down, now!

Hey, hey, hey, let
me see your hands.

Let me see your hands!

No!

Oh, fuck.

Who is it?

- Yolanda.

Jimmy, what's going on?

- Nothing.

- What happened to you?

- I'm fine.

What's up?

- Nothing.

Nothing.

I couldn't sleep.

- So, what, you came here?

- Isn't that what
you told me to do?

When I need to cuddle.

Cuddle with me.

- What do I look like,
Teddy fucking Ruxpin?

- Kinda.

No, come on.

You know scientists in
Japan actually invented

a doll, a cuddle doll.

Life sized.

Saw it online.

I'm gonna buy you one.

- It's really been a night.

- Yeah, it has.

Yeah.

Jimmy.

- Yeah?

- I think there's something
really wrong with me.

When I was...

I did something.

(laughs) when I was younger.

- Door.

- Hold that thought.

Who is it.

- Jimmy, we need to talk.

- Fuck.

- I'm not sure if I wanted
to tell you this, but I'm-

I didn't know you had company.

- Gloria, you know my partner?

- Yeah, maybe I should...

I'll just...

- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

- Jimmy, no, wait a second.

Hey, wait a second.

I'm just gonna take off.

I'm gonna go back to my place.

- You just--
- Less drama.

- You were just about
to spill the beans.

- I guess you'll
just have to climb

the beanstalk another day, Jack.

- What the fuck?

- It worked, Jimmy.
- you said nobody'd get hurt.

- We got the money, Jimmy.

- Fuck, we
gotta call this shit in.

Let's get it to-fucking-gether.

All right, go but call it in.

Fuck.