Chicago P.D. (2014–…): Season 4, Episode 2 - Made a Wrong Turn - full transcript
While Burgess and Tay are on patrol, they come across some people breaking into a car. They chase them but they get away. Halstead and Atwater show up and they learn the car belongs to a woman and her address is not this neighborhood. Thye later find a man beaten and he lives at the same address as the woman. They bring him to the hospital and later the woman's parents show up and say the guy is her fiancee. They ask where her daughter is. And they don't know. So Voight starts looking for her problem is that she's white and the neighborhood her car was found is predominantly black. So they wonder why were they there. And they learn that they went there to get something. Platt is confronted by the Commander who assigned Tay to a crappy assignment as punishment for rebuffing his advances and tells Platt to send her back or else.
You know, that was broken
the first time you checked it.
How is it midnight
and still 100 degrees out?
What are you looking at?
- Nothing.
- Come on.
It's a dating app.
My friend signed me
up when we were drunk.
Well, I'm off men entirely
for six months...
Self-imposed.
Why?
I dated, um, you know,
within the department.
And, um...
It's a bad idea.
Who?
No, no way.
I have already said too much.
Fine, but I got 100 bucks
that say you don't make
it more than 30 days.
Pfft, you are on.
This is, like, the easiest
money I ever made, Tay.
Was it Detective Dawson?
No.
'Cause, you know,
he's got something going on.
Agreed, but no.
Units in 21,
we've got a call of
an auto being stripped.
4230 South Laramie.
Squad 2113 is on it.
We're rolling that way.
Chicago PD! Hey!
Don't move!
Hey, put your hands up and stop!
Come out! Put your hands up!
Freeze! You know you can hear me!
Freeze!
Stop!
Freeze!
I got a male, black, in the alley!
White tank top!
- You all right?
- Been better.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Thought I told you not
to chase a black kid
unless his shoes ain't tied.
To what do we owe the pleasure, Kevin?
Well, we executed a
warrant over on 41st,
clocking that overtime.
We heard you guys caught
that call over the zone.
We figured we'd stop by,
see if you need any backup.
Yeah, check it out.
2113 squad.
Run this Illinois plate:
0, George, 9, king, queen, 2, 2.
Do we know if anyone reported it stolen?
Not sure.
We just rolled up, and
it was being picked apart.
But the kid I chased dropped this.
It's Murphy, Sarah. Female, white, 24.
Address says Northbrook.
2113, you should be looking at a car
registered to a Sarah Murphy.
1116 Pine Ridge, Northbrook.
We got fresh blood.
104. Hold us down.
Copy that, 2113.
Huh... Where's Cinderella?
Help!
Police!
There's a white boy on my back porch
- that look almost dead!
- Where?
Right back here! Right back here!
Oh, my God.
I'll call 911.
He's got a pulse.
This is Detective Jay Halstead,
badge number 51163, CPD Intelligence.
Roll an ambo to 4245 South Laramie.
Whoa. Wait, wait. Careful.
It could be vertebrae damage.
Right, right, right.
What do you got, Kev?
Nathan Ward, same address as
that car registered to Northbrook.
What do you got?
Patient has suffered
severe blunt force trauma,
possible hematoma, severe
lacerations to the scalp.
All right, put him in Trauma 2.
Had 13 shot just tonight... 3 DOAs.
This is just what I needed.
It's the heat.
At the very least, he'll
need multiple sutures
and a CT scan.
Check back in a few hours.
Yeah, we will. Thanks.
- Dr. Choi?
- Yeah.
So what do you think we got?
A carjacking gone bad?
I think we got a missing girl.
A/C went out in my building last night.
It's like Dante's "Inferno" in there.
Yeah, which circle of hell?
All of them.
How are things?
Great.
Okay, who's up?
All right, Nathan Ward, 24 years old.
He's an engineering student.
His fiancée, Sarah Murphy, also 24.
She's a special needs
teacher in Northbrook.
Now, they have no priors,
no convictions, no arrests.
Between the two of them,
they don't even have
a moving violation.
We put out a missing
persons alert for Sarah.
In the meantime, Kot signed
off on the emergency order
for her cell phone, so Mouse
is trying to ping it right now.
Yeah, what about the car's GPS?
That's gonna be a while.
The guy at the tech lab
was bitching about lack of manpower.
I'm gonna stay on him.
But what if it wasn't a carjacking?
I mean, maybe they just wanted to score.
The car was three
blocks away from 290...
That's the heroin highway.
Yeah, but dealers don't
assault their customers.
Suburbanites are their bread and butter.
Yeah, and we didn't find any drugs
or "paraphenalia" in the car.
"Paraphernalia." There's an R in there.
A lot of people miss it.
Okay, "Hooked on Phonics."
You want to step outside?
Let's go.
60. 60!
That's how many shootings
we've had this week...
12 of them fatal.
I'm not gonna worry about
political correctness here
or my own convictions.
What we have is a white woman missing
in the heart of the black ghetto.
We're gonna assume the
worst: she's been abducted.
So do what you need to do to find her.
Just do it carefully.
Chicago already has
enough of a PR nightmare.
Uh, it's Dr. Choi.
Sarah Murphy's parents
are with Nathan down at Med.
You and Jay.
Come on, you heard the commander.
Get to work.
- Sergeant.
- Ma'am.
When I say be careful, I mean it.
There's a lot of eyes
on the police right now.
Look, I'm not running for mayor.
If this was a black girl
missing on the North Side,
I'd go about it the same
way I'm about to right now.
So my loan went through.
The place is great, you know?
Two-bedroom. Washer, dryer.
Underground parking.
I asked you a week ago;
you said you'd think
about moving in, so what's the deal?
Maybe this isn't such a good idea.
Just come check it out.
It's got a gym; it's
got a whole club level
with, like, a coffee
lounge and all this stuff.
Well, I haven't really
checked it out yet, but...
No, it's not that.
I want you to move in with me,
in my place.
Look, I already have a mortgage.
If we double up, we could
pay it off in five years.
Jay, I'm completely in love with you.
And you are the only person
that I can trust right now,
so if you're down,
please just say you're down.
I'm down.
When's the last time
you saw your daughter?
Sarah and Nathan... They surprised us
with dinner at The Drake last night
for our 25th anniversary.
Ate and had some champagne,
and then they headed back for home.
About what time was that?
It was about midnight.
They both had to work in the morning.
Okay, and you two stayed at the hotel?
It's where we had our honeymoon.
CT scan showed Nathan
suffered cranial bruising
and some hemorrhaging.
We have him in the ICU and
packed his brain with ice
until the swelling goes down.
I know it sounds bad, but luckily,
Nathan didn't suffer
any serious brain damage.
Thanks, Doc.
- Sure.
- Thank you.
Has anyone spoken with Nathan's parents?
They're in Florida,
catching the first flight they can.
Mr. and Mrs. Murphy, can either of you
think of any reason
that Sarah and Nathan
would go into South Austin?
Why are you asking me questions
when you should be out
looking for my daughter?
Sir, we have a hundred
cops in the street
looking for her right now.
We are doing everything we can.
Please, bring my little girl home.
Thanks for coming down. Listen up.
Okay, we're looking for Sarah Murphy.
Female, white.
She's been missing 12 hours.
I want every lot,
every backyard searched.
I mean, you see anything
that doesn't look right,
you call it in.
I know right now, a
lot of you are thinking
it's us versus them... It's not, okay?
I don't want you to buy
into any of that crap
you see on the news.
There's a lot of good
people in this neighborhood
who don't see us as the enemy.
Just clear your heads
of all that nonsense
and do your job.
Now let's go.
Guys, do me a favor. Come on.
Just take one more look.
A girl like this... hey.
She can't be too hard to
spot in this neighborhood.
Any idea where she might be, fellas?
We look like neighborhood watch to you?
I don't even know where my
own girl is half the time.
Come on, Smiley.
You run this whole demonstration, bro.
You mean to tell me that you want CPD
jamming you up over this little girl?
That-a girl!
That's how you get a rebound!
Young black kids out
here dying every day.
But the CPD bring out the cavalry
for that one white girl.
Yeah, we got a job to do, Smiley.
Just like you do.
- That's Velvet, right?
- Mm-hmm.
- How old is she now?
- About 11?
Just turned 12.
I'm just saying, man, if
something were to happen
to Velvet, I'm pretty sure
you would want somebody
to step up and say something, right?
Brother, you know you can't buy me.
And I ain't no CI snitch bitch.
I understand, but those
hoops need some new nets, bro.
If a car look like
it's been picked clean,
I'd check Loo's Liquor
over on 15th and Laramie.
If anybody's got anything to flip,
it goes through Loo.
My dog.
Chicago PD.
- It's top dollar.
- It's worth at least 2 bills.
- Hey!
- Nah, little man...
- Ah, ah, ah, ah.
- Hey, come on, Loo.
- Come on, man!
- Hands on your head, bro.
Uh-uh. Hey, little homie,
where'd you find this phone?
Found it in the street.
Yeah, how old are you?
15.
15?
All right, right now you are looking at
attempted murder...
Kidnapping too.
Kidnapping. So what do you think, Kev?
Like, be about 45 by the
time you get out of Stateville
unless you start telling the truth.
- Listen, man...
- Hey, not "man."
Look at me. I'm not here
to sell you ice cream.
You need to understand the seriousness
of your situation.
I found it in that car, Officer.
Okay, hey,
don't lie to me.
Do you know what happened to this girl?
Keep it real.
No.
The dude she was with...
Seen him down the
block talking to Hudson.
Okay, who's Hudson?
All right, this is Michael Hudson.
He's 22 years old, a lieutenant
of the West Side Hustlers.
This guy's got priors for possession,
assault, resisting arrest.
He and his crew operate out of
the foreclosed house over there.
I called the board-up
company and got the lock code,
so we're all set to go, boss.
Let's go.
Hands up.
Get on your knees!
Where's Hudson?
In the bathroom.
Nobody move.
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
Police! Don't move! Don't move!
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
Where's Sarah Murphy?
Where is she?
Who?
What about him? You seen him?
Huh?
Yeah, I seen that punk.
He was here to buy some H.
Okay?
Michael, with the amount of
heroin we found at your place,
you're looking at a mandatory ten years.
The thing is, we don't care
about the dope right now.
All we care about is her.
I could tell you 100 more times...
I don't know where that white girl is.
Explain something to me.
I mean, you're a big
guy. Business is booming.
You're moving heavy
weight on the West Side.
Yo, I never said that.
Don't put that on no report.
Michael, everything
stays out of the report
if you help us out.
If you're such a big guy,
why are you playing stick-up
man on a Saturday night?
Man, I ain't...
I ain't stick nobody up.
I hold my own out here.
So Nathan Ward comes
to score, and... what?
You rob him?
Man, he was trying to rob me.
College boy thinks I'm some ghetto fool
he can rip off with the
money he made on his computer.
Man, he came down last
week and bought five bundles
with that fake-ass paper.
And you fell for that? Top dog like you?
He had some real bills on top.
It looked legit.
And I ain't think in a million years
a scrubbed-up white boy like him
would try to run a game on me.
Shame on me.
First time, anyway.
I had a lock 'n sock ready for him
as soon as he came back to cop,
and they always come back.
So how does the fiancée fit in?
Man, that bitch ain't
ever hit the block.
I swear.
And if she was there,
I ain't see her.
How's Sarah?
We don't know.
She's missing.
What?
Tell us what you remember.
We took a shortcut on the way home
to avoid traffic...
All right, Nathan, stop right there.
It was no mistake you
ended up in South Austin.
You were there to buy heroin.
- We know that.
- No, I... I...
The longer you lie to us,
the worse it is for your fiancée,
who is out there scared and alone.
We already know, so just
tell us what happened.
I left her in the car.
I told her to wait.
She was scared.
Kept asking why we were stopping there.
I told her it was all good.
I just had to pick up a package.
Paid for with "Monopoly" money,
which, by the way, it takes balls.
It's also the dumbest
thing I've ever heard.
I... I was jumped, and after that,
everything's hazy.
- Okay, what about...
- This is your fault!
- Hey, hey!
- Calm down!
Calm down, calm down!
Calm down. Calm down. Calm down.
I didn't mean for this to happen!
Calm down.
Why haven't you found her?
We will, okay?
We will. We will.
I'm sorry.
- Hey, Kim.
- Oh, hey, Adam.
- Staying cool?
- Trying.
- I know, right?
- Right.
- I'll catch you later.
- Bye.
Is that your ex?
What? No.
Why would you think that...
Oh. How did you know that?
Uh, by the way he was
just looking at you.
Makes me think I should
have wagered more.
How about the celibacy
thing stays between us?
Whoa, who is celibate?
You, Burgess?
I'm focusing on myself right now, so...
Because, come here...
Come here.
I can name at least two
detectives, both married,
and a stable's worth of patrolmen
who have confided in me their desire
to take you to the futon, hard.
Wonderful.
Yeah.
Have a good night, Sergeant.
Oh, oh, you're not going anywhere.
You two are officially in overtime.
I'm turning you around to South Austin.
Voight needs all the bodies he
can get to search for this girl.
Commander.
Commander Fogel, how can I help you?
We got a beef, you and me?
Something we need to talk about?
No, why do you ask?
You went around me to
get Patrol Officer Tay
reassigned to this district.
Actually, I went over you.
See, that's a problem.
No, sir. You had a problem.
I tried to fix it.
You stranded a good
cop at a crap detail.
How is it gonna look when HQ finds out
that you did it because she rebuffed
your romantic advances, Commander?
Who the hell do you
think you're talking to?
This is not an open discussion.
Either Patrol Officer Tay
goes back to 26th and Cal,
or I make sure your
ass is off this pine,
hoofing it in the high
hundreds on a foot beat!
You going on a road trip?
Uh, Voight, yeah.
He said he wanted me
mobile on the scene.
I hope it has A/C.
Jay?
What's up?
Hey, man, I just...
Look, just so you know,
I... I've been thinking
about going back in.
In where?
The Rangers.
Sergeant Ortiz... He reached out to me,
said he's putting
together a tactical unit.
They need a comm specialist.
You're serious? Are
you serious right now?
I've just been thinking, man.
What am I gonna do?
Join the academy?
Be a 31-year-old rookie? Come on.
Over there, I got stripes.
Do you forget what it did to you?
Depression?
Can't sleep at night?
You want that? You want to be...
You want to be calling
me 3:00 in the morning?
You can't sleep, you're popping pills?
I'll... I'll learn to deal with it,
just like you did.
Greg, you're in the
middle of a war in Chicago.
You want a war? You're right here, okay?
I'm just being honest, man.
Here, there's just...
Just too much noise.
You know, who's right, and who's wrong?
Over there in Afghanistan,
I know that I'm the good guy
and they're the bad guys.
Before you make a decision,
we're gonna talk more about this.
- Hey.
- Hey.
What are you guys doing
this deep on the West Side?
- Just cruising around.
- Oh.
Where you guys from?
Palatine.
Palatine.
Palatine.
That's a nice area.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- It's real nice.
So guys came all the way from Palatine
to buy some drugs? Right?
- No.
- No, no, no, no.
No, Officer. We... we were...
Just made a wrong turn.
Yeah, I'll bet you did.
Now, how about you get back on 290
and never come back here?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- Okay.
- Yeah.
The WGN weather app just declared today
the hottest day of the year.
90% humidity, 100% chance of murder.
Is that who I think it is?
What? Are you impersonating
a police officer now?
What, this... This is just me...
It's just a precaution.
You know, I know what
neighborhood I'm in.
- Uh-huh.
- What's with the FOP medallion?
Uh, just showing my support to
the Chicago Police Department
and the sacrifices you brave
men and women make every day.
Save it.
Find a different story to chase, Trent.
It's all black-on-black around here.
You know that.
This story is money on the table.
Get him out of here.
Make sure he leaves.
Let's go.
Sergeant.
Sir.
You remember me?
I don't.
You arrested my grandson,
October of last year...
Derrick Latham.
Latham, oh, yeah, he ran a...
Ran a car theft crew.
You got information
on this missing female?
No, just wanted to thank you.
Derrick got seven years.
That's time I ain't
got to worry about him
dying in these streets.
- Sergeant.
- What's up?
Just finished diagnostic
of Sarah Murphy's phone.
Emails, social media,
all the downloaded apps.
Turns out she's wearing a step tracker.
Now, it's like a watch,
but it's for fitness buffs.
- It logs your steps.
- You got a location?
Now, I hacked the GPS.
Last known location was at the railyard,
six blocks away.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
Seek, seek.
What you got?
Local kids... They're always down here,
drinking and screwing,
and we're always having
to chase off the homeless.
Uh-huh.
Come on, seek.
Seek.
Got something.
Chicago PD!
Don't move. Let me see those hands.
Drop the needle.
Crime lab, ASAP.
He ripped her hair
right out like a doll's.
Hey, you know the drill.
Step by step until we find her.
Step by step.
Told you, man, I'm just
trying to get some medicine,
keep right, and get out
of the heat, all right?
You seen this girl or anybody
who came down here with her?
You peel me off a little reward...
Maybe I'll remember something.
I don't have time for that.
Neither do I.
Uh-huh, excuse me,
Officer, what's his name?
- Chaos.
- Chaos!
I got a witness here that
doesn't seem to understand
the urgency of the matter.
Thought maybe Chaos could help.
Yeah.
Press up!
Get him off!
Fine! I'll talk, man! I'll talk!
Just get him off of me!
Get him off!
Get him off of me!
Okay, witness describes a lone offender,
male, black, 6'4" or taller,
driving a black van.
Supposedly he parked near the
entrance of the rail tunnel,
dragged Sarah inside, and assaulted her
for approximately 30 minutes.
Afterwards, he put her back
in the van and drove off.
All right, start running sex offenders
- that fit that description.
- Yes, sir.
He could've assaulted her
in the van with no witnesses,
so why pull her into the railyard?
I don't know. Maybe he
didn't plan on taking her.
I mean, he drags her down to
this tunnel, has his way...
Figures he can keep the party going.
Well, at least there's an upside...
Probably still alive.
Here you go.
This is just what I needed.
Thank you.
My mom says there's a girl missing.
I hope you find her soon.
Hey, we will.
Okay?
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Okay, sweetie...
Yeah, but what I'm saying is,
is, maybe it's time to file a complaint.
- Against the commander?
- Yes.
You know how it looks
like for a female officer
to scream sexual harassment?
I'd be the last in line
for every promotion,
plus I've got nothing to prove.
It's just my word against his.
Me and Platt... we would back
that Fogel's stalking you.
Okay, look, Kim.
I appreciate you looking out for me,
but I don't want any more drama.
I just want to be a cop again.
What the hell?
Which one of you threw that?
Here come the po-lice.
They about to shoot somebody.
These are Tasers. Back off.
Oh, so the new and improved police
ain't allowed to shoot nobody?
I asked you a question.
Which one of you threw that?
Look, we get it, okay?
You have a problem with us being here.
But as soon as somebody tells
us where Sarah Murphy is,
we'll be on our way.
Hey, y'all, she right.
Screw your stop snitchin'.
I got to eat.
We all got to eat.
Hey, I'm Bebe.
Y'all come on through to my place.
I provide a service,
selling drinks for $2
for when the bars close.
But with all you cops being around here,
business has dried up.
Screwdrivers, on the house.
Oh, thank you, but we're
not allowed to drink on duty.
There's ice in there.
So there is.
So this morning, you told
the officer you saw something?
Yeah, it's been so
hot, I've been sleeping
under the window with the fan blowing.
Last night, I get woke by this scream.
Look out, look down the block...
See this girl get pulled from a car.
You see who were pulling her out?
- Yeah.
- What'd he look like?
- He was tall.
- Black?
Black, yeah.
I ain't get a good look at much else.
Most of the streetlights
around here are busted out.
Tell him about the other
guy... The white guy.
Thought he was police.
He was in one of them undercover cars,
parked right over there, filming it
on one of them camcorders.
- A white guy was filming?
- Uh-huh.
Thought he was Narcotics.
You know, sometimes
they come around here,
and they film the
corner boys selling dope.
But he ain't say nothing
when that girl was screaming,
so I thought he was
one of them reporters.
Bobby Trent.
Appreciate it.
Hey, what the hell?
Hey, you got a warrant?
Where's the video?
What are you talking about?
- What am I talking about?
- Yeah.
Hey! You seeing this?
Police brutality!
I don't see nothing.
- Where's the video?
- Okay, okay, okay, okay.
I didn't shoot the video, okay?
One of my stringers did. He's a new guy.
He sent the footage over,
like, ten minutes ago. I...
I said,where is the video?
It's on the laptop.
I was gonna turn it over to the police.
I just wanted to get a quote
from the networks first.
Get out of the car. Come on!
Shut up!
Get in the van!
Shut up, bitch!
Sergeant, I swear I was gonna
turn it over to the police.
Hey, man, listen.
You know the violence you film and shoot
and get off on?
If I ever see you at any
of our crime scenes again,
you're gonna know what
that feels like firsthand.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Yeah.
I ran the video footage
through facial recognition.
We got a hit.
Kenneth Waddell,
AKA "Six-Six."
Yes, because he's 6'6" tall.
Waddell's got priors
for dealing narcotics
when he was a teenager.
And in his 20s, it seems he
switched to sexual assault.
In 2011, he raped an
underage handicapped girl.
Went to Stateville, did five years,
got paroled two months ago,
and since then, he's been
ostracized in the neighborhood.
Gang units say no local crews
want anything to do with this guy.
All right, thank you.
That was Waddell's parole officer.
Lists his LKA as his
aunt's house on 17th Place,
but apparently he's disappeared,
and nobody's seen him in weeks.
And Jay and I ran the partial plate
that we got off the footage.
We got a hit on the black van,
and the temporary tags are
registered to Kenneth Waddell.
Housing Authority
cameras recorded the van
driving into Beverly Gardens
at 6:00 a.m. this morning.
Never came out.
Beverly Gardens... That's
a G Park Lord stronghold.
They control every gate in and out.
Yeah, I ran Waddell's file,
and neither him nor his family
have an address listed there,
so if he is still in there,
we have no clue where he's keeping her.
Well, he could have her
in one of the vacants...
Obvious stash spot.
Yeah, and this ain't gonna be easy.
I mean, the G Lords, they don't care
if you're a fireman, an EMT, a cop.
You got to get permission from
whoever is calling the shots
just to get in there,
and they're gonna have
cats guarding the gates,
spotters on the roof...
So we need to figure out
a weak point to get inside.
No, there's no time to execute a raid.
We go in through the front door.
All right, no one draws
unless they have to.
Hey, we got 5-0!
5-0!
5-0!
They here!
You know CPD ain't
welcome in the Gardens.
Not here for you.
Not here for any of your boys.
We're here for Six-Six.
You know that girl all over the news,
Sarah Murphy?
He's holding her in here.
And you don't want to
get in my way for him.
Since he got out, Kenny comes
here all the time for dope.
A customer is a customer,
but he ain't one of us.
But we ain't seen no girl.
If it's true, we'll handle it.
No. It's too late for that.
The Lords had a chance to handle Waddell
when he was raping underage girls.
Well, I got a list of
50 vacants in there.
I can call in SWAT.
They'd be happy to tear each
one up till they find him,
and I got a feeling they're
gonna find a lot more too,
you know what I mean?
So...
Far as I'm concerned, he's a sick dog...
Should've been put down on the tier.
I hear that.
Which building is he in?
Shootin' gallery.
East wing, fourth floor.
Call it the black hole.
Two vacants on this floor: 407 and 409.
Well, these old places
have identical layouts.
You, Ruzek, Atwater... Take 7. We got 9.
Let's go.
Go.
Kenny, where is she?
Where is she?
I swear...
I'll kill her!
Please... in here!
Sarah, we hear you!
Shut up, bitch!
Jay, I need you to go
back in the other apartment.
Get in that bedroom.
Let me know when you're there.
Antonio, keep him talking.
Listen, Kenny.
I give you my word,
you put the gun down, you
walk out of here alive.
If she ain't...
None of this would've ever happened.
Just another white whore
looking to get high!
Shut up!
Oh, God!
- Please!
- Shut up, bitch!
Do what's right, Kenny,
and put the gun down.
Let her go.
Jay, in the middle of the wall,
there's a fuse box.
He's 3 feet to the right.
On my mark...
Son of a bitch.
Got it.
You're just gonna have to kill us both,
'cause I'm dead anyway.
Now.
Detective Dawson to Main.
We need an ambo to the
south side of O block.
Are you all right? Are you hit anywhere?
Copy that. Ambo on route.
She's free.
Come here, come here,
come here, come here.
You're okay, you're okay. You're okay.
You're safe. You're safe.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
You're okay.
You're okay.
Can you please do me a favor?
Anything.
Please don't tell my parents about this.
My dad...
It's just better that I tell him myself.
If that's what you want.
I'm ready to dance.
What's up?
Ladies.
One last thing.
That's her bad news voice.
We should've snuck out the back.
You're not gonna make us
change back in, are you?
- God, no.
- It's beer o'clock.
I'm two steps behind you.
I just wanted to say good job today.
Thank you.
Do you know, I've worked
here for three years,
and that's the fourth time those
words have crossed your lips?
But who's counting, right?
Right.
Sergeant, um,
is everything okay with Commander Fogel?
Right as rain.
On your way.
Sergeant?
Yeah?
Sir, do you have a minute?
Yeah, sure.
Well, first off, I
want to thank you, sir,
for giving me this job.
It really...
really helped me turn my life around
at a time when I really needed it.
But, sir, I have been
given an opportunity...
An opportunity to rejoin
my old Ranger unit, and I...
I think I should take it.
Now, I know that you think
that I'm probably crazy
and taking a huge risk,
but, sir, I just...
I feel that this is the
right thing for me to do.
Mouse...
if you're looking to go
back and serve this country,
you don't have to
explain anything to me.
Well, I'm grateful that
you feel that way, sir,
because, well, I need a favor.
Um, you remember that I was busted
for that truckload of
stolen Blu-ray players.
Technically, that is a felony, sir,
and the only way that I can get back in,
the only way that I can reenlist,
is if that charge is expunged or...
Or, sir, if it's stated in writing that
I was working in an undercover
capacity for your unit.
So you want me to lie
to back up your lie?
Well, it's the only way
I'll get back in, sir.
Okay.
So here's what I think.
Take these posters down,
and we put a 65-inch flat-screen
right here.
Those are all signed by the bands.
They'll look just as good over there.
'Cause I have an install
guy, and he's an artiste.
- Oh.
- No wires, nothing.
Jay...
Easy.
I know, I can't really, uh...
can't really force a man cave on you.
We'll figure it out,
one room at a time.
I'm just glad you're gonna be here.
Hey, by the way...
I love you too.
the first time you checked it.
How is it midnight
and still 100 degrees out?
What are you looking at?
- Nothing.
- Come on.
It's a dating app.
My friend signed me
up when we were drunk.
Well, I'm off men entirely
for six months...
Self-imposed.
Why?
I dated, um, you know,
within the department.
And, um...
It's a bad idea.
Who?
No, no way.
I have already said too much.
Fine, but I got 100 bucks
that say you don't make
it more than 30 days.
Pfft, you are on.
This is, like, the easiest
money I ever made, Tay.
Was it Detective Dawson?
No.
'Cause, you know,
he's got something going on.
Agreed, but no.
Units in 21,
we've got a call of
an auto being stripped.
4230 South Laramie.
Squad 2113 is on it.
We're rolling that way.
Chicago PD! Hey!
Don't move!
Hey, put your hands up and stop!
Come out! Put your hands up!
Freeze! You know you can hear me!
Freeze!
Stop!
Freeze!
I got a male, black, in the alley!
White tank top!
- You all right?
- Been better.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Thought I told you not
to chase a black kid
unless his shoes ain't tied.
To what do we owe the pleasure, Kevin?
Well, we executed a
warrant over on 41st,
clocking that overtime.
We heard you guys caught
that call over the zone.
We figured we'd stop by,
see if you need any backup.
Yeah, check it out.
2113 squad.
Run this Illinois plate:
0, George, 9, king, queen, 2, 2.
Do we know if anyone reported it stolen?
Not sure.
We just rolled up, and
it was being picked apart.
But the kid I chased dropped this.
It's Murphy, Sarah. Female, white, 24.
Address says Northbrook.
2113, you should be looking at a car
registered to a Sarah Murphy.
1116 Pine Ridge, Northbrook.
We got fresh blood.
104. Hold us down.
Copy that, 2113.
Huh... Where's Cinderella?
Help!
Police!
There's a white boy on my back porch
- that look almost dead!
- Where?
Right back here! Right back here!
Oh, my God.
I'll call 911.
He's got a pulse.
This is Detective Jay Halstead,
badge number 51163, CPD Intelligence.
Roll an ambo to 4245 South Laramie.
Whoa. Wait, wait. Careful.
It could be vertebrae damage.
Right, right, right.
What do you got, Kev?
Nathan Ward, same address as
that car registered to Northbrook.
What do you got?
Patient has suffered
severe blunt force trauma,
possible hematoma, severe
lacerations to the scalp.
All right, put him in Trauma 2.
Had 13 shot just tonight... 3 DOAs.
This is just what I needed.
It's the heat.
At the very least, he'll
need multiple sutures
and a CT scan.
Check back in a few hours.
Yeah, we will. Thanks.
- Dr. Choi?
- Yeah.
So what do you think we got?
A carjacking gone bad?
I think we got a missing girl.
A/C went out in my building last night.
It's like Dante's "Inferno" in there.
Yeah, which circle of hell?
All of them.
How are things?
Great.
Okay, who's up?
All right, Nathan Ward, 24 years old.
He's an engineering student.
His fiancée, Sarah Murphy, also 24.
She's a special needs
teacher in Northbrook.
Now, they have no priors,
no convictions, no arrests.
Between the two of them,
they don't even have
a moving violation.
We put out a missing
persons alert for Sarah.
In the meantime, Kot signed
off on the emergency order
for her cell phone, so Mouse
is trying to ping it right now.
Yeah, what about the car's GPS?
That's gonna be a while.
The guy at the tech lab
was bitching about lack of manpower.
I'm gonna stay on him.
But what if it wasn't a carjacking?
I mean, maybe they just wanted to score.
The car was three
blocks away from 290...
That's the heroin highway.
Yeah, but dealers don't
assault their customers.
Suburbanites are their bread and butter.
Yeah, and we didn't find any drugs
or "paraphenalia" in the car.
"Paraphernalia." There's an R in there.
A lot of people miss it.
Okay, "Hooked on Phonics."
You want to step outside?
Let's go.
60. 60!
That's how many shootings
we've had this week...
12 of them fatal.
I'm not gonna worry about
political correctness here
or my own convictions.
What we have is a white woman missing
in the heart of the black ghetto.
We're gonna assume the
worst: she's been abducted.
So do what you need to do to find her.
Just do it carefully.
Chicago already has
enough of a PR nightmare.
Uh, it's Dr. Choi.
Sarah Murphy's parents
are with Nathan down at Med.
You and Jay.
Come on, you heard the commander.
Get to work.
- Sergeant.
- Ma'am.
When I say be careful, I mean it.
There's a lot of eyes
on the police right now.
Look, I'm not running for mayor.
If this was a black girl
missing on the North Side,
I'd go about it the same
way I'm about to right now.
So my loan went through.
The place is great, you know?
Two-bedroom. Washer, dryer.
Underground parking.
I asked you a week ago;
you said you'd think
about moving in, so what's the deal?
Maybe this isn't such a good idea.
Just come check it out.
It's got a gym; it's
got a whole club level
with, like, a coffee
lounge and all this stuff.
Well, I haven't really
checked it out yet, but...
No, it's not that.
I want you to move in with me,
in my place.
Look, I already have a mortgage.
If we double up, we could
pay it off in five years.
Jay, I'm completely in love with you.
And you are the only person
that I can trust right now,
so if you're down,
please just say you're down.
I'm down.
When's the last time
you saw your daughter?
Sarah and Nathan... They surprised us
with dinner at The Drake last night
for our 25th anniversary.
Ate and had some champagne,
and then they headed back for home.
About what time was that?
It was about midnight.
They both had to work in the morning.
Okay, and you two stayed at the hotel?
It's where we had our honeymoon.
CT scan showed Nathan
suffered cranial bruising
and some hemorrhaging.
We have him in the ICU and
packed his brain with ice
until the swelling goes down.
I know it sounds bad, but luckily,
Nathan didn't suffer
any serious brain damage.
Thanks, Doc.
- Sure.
- Thank you.
Has anyone spoken with Nathan's parents?
They're in Florida,
catching the first flight they can.
Mr. and Mrs. Murphy, can either of you
think of any reason
that Sarah and Nathan
would go into South Austin?
Why are you asking me questions
when you should be out
looking for my daughter?
Sir, we have a hundred
cops in the street
looking for her right now.
We are doing everything we can.
Please, bring my little girl home.
Thanks for coming down. Listen up.
Okay, we're looking for Sarah Murphy.
Female, white.
She's been missing 12 hours.
I want every lot,
every backyard searched.
I mean, you see anything
that doesn't look right,
you call it in.
I know right now, a
lot of you are thinking
it's us versus them... It's not, okay?
I don't want you to buy
into any of that crap
you see on the news.
There's a lot of good
people in this neighborhood
who don't see us as the enemy.
Just clear your heads
of all that nonsense
and do your job.
Now let's go.
Guys, do me a favor. Come on.
Just take one more look.
A girl like this... hey.
She can't be too hard to
spot in this neighborhood.
Any idea where she might be, fellas?
We look like neighborhood watch to you?
I don't even know where my
own girl is half the time.
Come on, Smiley.
You run this whole demonstration, bro.
You mean to tell me that you want CPD
jamming you up over this little girl?
That-a girl!
That's how you get a rebound!
Young black kids out
here dying every day.
But the CPD bring out the cavalry
for that one white girl.
Yeah, we got a job to do, Smiley.
Just like you do.
- That's Velvet, right?
- Mm-hmm.
- How old is she now?
- About 11?
Just turned 12.
I'm just saying, man, if
something were to happen
to Velvet, I'm pretty sure
you would want somebody
to step up and say something, right?
Brother, you know you can't buy me.
And I ain't no CI snitch bitch.
I understand, but those
hoops need some new nets, bro.
If a car look like
it's been picked clean,
I'd check Loo's Liquor
over on 15th and Laramie.
If anybody's got anything to flip,
it goes through Loo.
My dog.
Chicago PD.
- It's top dollar.
- It's worth at least 2 bills.
- Hey!
- Nah, little man...
- Ah, ah, ah, ah.
- Hey, come on, Loo.
- Come on, man!
- Hands on your head, bro.
Uh-uh. Hey, little homie,
where'd you find this phone?
Found it in the street.
Yeah, how old are you?
15.
15?
All right, right now you are looking at
attempted murder...
Kidnapping too.
Kidnapping. So what do you think, Kev?
Like, be about 45 by the
time you get out of Stateville
unless you start telling the truth.
- Listen, man...
- Hey, not "man."
Look at me. I'm not here
to sell you ice cream.
You need to understand the seriousness
of your situation.
I found it in that car, Officer.
Okay, hey,
don't lie to me.
Do you know what happened to this girl?
Keep it real.
No.
The dude she was with...
Seen him down the
block talking to Hudson.
Okay, who's Hudson?
All right, this is Michael Hudson.
He's 22 years old, a lieutenant
of the West Side Hustlers.
This guy's got priors for possession,
assault, resisting arrest.
He and his crew operate out of
the foreclosed house over there.
I called the board-up
company and got the lock code,
so we're all set to go, boss.
Let's go.
Hands up.
Get on your knees!
Where's Hudson?
In the bathroom.
Nobody move.
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
Police! Don't move! Don't move!
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
Where's Sarah Murphy?
Where is she?
Who?
What about him? You seen him?
Huh?
Yeah, I seen that punk.
He was here to buy some H.
Okay?
Michael, with the amount of
heroin we found at your place,
you're looking at a mandatory ten years.
The thing is, we don't care
about the dope right now.
All we care about is her.
I could tell you 100 more times...
I don't know where that white girl is.
Explain something to me.
I mean, you're a big
guy. Business is booming.
You're moving heavy
weight on the West Side.
Yo, I never said that.
Don't put that on no report.
Michael, everything
stays out of the report
if you help us out.
If you're such a big guy,
why are you playing stick-up
man on a Saturday night?
Man, I ain't...
I ain't stick nobody up.
I hold my own out here.
So Nathan Ward comes
to score, and... what?
You rob him?
Man, he was trying to rob me.
College boy thinks I'm some ghetto fool
he can rip off with the
money he made on his computer.
Man, he came down last
week and bought five bundles
with that fake-ass paper.
And you fell for that? Top dog like you?
He had some real bills on top.
It looked legit.
And I ain't think in a million years
a scrubbed-up white boy like him
would try to run a game on me.
Shame on me.
First time, anyway.
I had a lock 'n sock ready for him
as soon as he came back to cop,
and they always come back.
So how does the fiancée fit in?
Man, that bitch ain't
ever hit the block.
I swear.
And if she was there,
I ain't see her.
How's Sarah?
We don't know.
She's missing.
What?
Tell us what you remember.
We took a shortcut on the way home
to avoid traffic...
All right, Nathan, stop right there.
It was no mistake you
ended up in South Austin.
You were there to buy heroin.
- We know that.
- No, I... I...
The longer you lie to us,
the worse it is for your fiancée,
who is out there scared and alone.
We already know, so just
tell us what happened.
I left her in the car.
I told her to wait.
She was scared.
Kept asking why we were stopping there.
I told her it was all good.
I just had to pick up a package.
Paid for with "Monopoly" money,
which, by the way, it takes balls.
It's also the dumbest
thing I've ever heard.
I... I was jumped, and after that,
everything's hazy.
- Okay, what about...
- This is your fault!
- Hey, hey!
- Calm down!
Calm down, calm down!
Calm down. Calm down. Calm down.
I didn't mean for this to happen!
Calm down.
Why haven't you found her?
We will, okay?
We will. We will.
I'm sorry.
- Hey, Kim.
- Oh, hey, Adam.
- Staying cool?
- Trying.
- I know, right?
- Right.
- I'll catch you later.
- Bye.
Is that your ex?
What? No.
Why would you think that...
Oh. How did you know that?
Uh, by the way he was
just looking at you.
Makes me think I should
have wagered more.
How about the celibacy
thing stays between us?
Whoa, who is celibate?
You, Burgess?
I'm focusing on myself right now, so...
Because, come here...
Come here.
I can name at least two
detectives, both married,
and a stable's worth of patrolmen
who have confided in me their desire
to take you to the futon, hard.
Wonderful.
Yeah.
Have a good night, Sergeant.
Oh, oh, you're not going anywhere.
You two are officially in overtime.
I'm turning you around to South Austin.
Voight needs all the bodies he
can get to search for this girl.
Commander.
Commander Fogel, how can I help you?
We got a beef, you and me?
Something we need to talk about?
No, why do you ask?
You went around me to
get Patrol Officer Tay
reassigned to this district.
Actually, I went over you.
See, that's a problem.
No, sir. You had a problem.
I tried to fix it.
You stranded a good
cop at a crap detail.
How is it gonna look when HQ finds out
that you did it because she rebuffed
your romantic advances, Commander?
Who the hell do you
think you're talking to?
This is not an open discussion.
Either Patrol Officer Tay
goes back to 26th and Cal,
or I make sure your
ass is off this pine,
hoofing it in the high
hundreds on a foot beat!
You going on a road trip?
Uh, Voight, yeah.
He said he wanted me
mobile on the scene.
I hope it has A/C.
Jay?
What's up?
Hey, man, I just...
Look, just so you know,
I... I've been thinking
about going back in.
In where?
The Rangers.
Sergeant Ortiz... He reached out to me,
said he's putting
together a tactical unit.
They need a comm specialist.
You're serious? Are
you serious right now?
I've just been thinking, man.
What am I gonna do?
Join the academy?
Be a 31-year-old rookie? Come on.
Over there, I got stripes.
Do you forget what it did to you?
Depression?
Can't sleep at night?
You want that? You want to be...
You want to be calling
me 3:00 in the morning?
You can't sleep, you're popping pills?
I'll... I'll learn to deal with it,
just like you did.
Greg, you're in the
middle of a war in Chicago.
You want a war? You're right here, okay?
I'm just being honest, man.
Here, there's just...
Just too much noise.
You know, who's right, and who's wrong?
Over there in Afghanistan,
I know that I'm the good guy
and they're the bad guys.
Before you make a decision,
we're gonna talk more about this.
- Hey.
- Hey.
What are you guys doing
this deep on the West Side?
- Just cruising around.
- Oh.
Where you guys from?
Palatine.
Palatine.
Palatine.
That's a nice area.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- It's real nice.
So guys came all the way from Palatine
to buy some drugs? Right?
- No.
- No, no, no, no.
No, Officer. We... we were...
Just made a wrong turn.
Yeah, I'll bet you did.
Now, how about you get back on 290
and never come back here?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- Okay.
- Yeah.
The WGN weather app just declared today
the hottest day of the year.
90% humidity, 100% chance of murder.
Is that who I think it is?
What? Are you impersonating
a police officer now?
What, this... This is just me...
It's just a precaution.
You know, I know what
neighborhood I'm in.
- Uh-huh.
- What's with the FOP medallion?
Uh, just showing my support to
the Chicago Police Department
and the sacrifices you brave
men and women make every day.
Save it.
Find a different story to chase, Trent.
It's all black-on-black around here.
You know that.
This story is money on the table.
Get him out of here.
Make sure he leaves.
Let's go.
Sergeant.
Sir.
You remember me?
I don't.
You arrested my grandson,
October of last year...
Derrick Latham.
Latham, oh, yeah, he ran a...
Ran a car theft crew.
You got information
on this missing female?
No, just wanted to thank you.
Derrick got seven years.
That's time I ain't
got to worry about him
dying in these streets.
- Sergeant.
- What's up?
Just finished diagnostic
of Sarah Murphy's phone.
Emails, social media,
all the downloaded apps.
Turns out she's wearing a step tracker.
Now, it's like a watch,
but it's for fitness buffs.
- It logs your steps.
- You got a location?
Now, I hacked the GPS.
Last known location was at the railyard,
six blocks away.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
Seek, seek.
What you got?
Local kids... They're always down here,
drinking and screwing,
and we're always having
to chase off the homeless.
Uh-huh.
Come on, seek.
Seek.
Got something.
Chicago PD!
Don't move. Let me see those hands.
Drop the needle.
Crime lab, ASAP.
He ripped her hair
right out like a doll's.
Hey, you know the drill.
Step by step until we find her.
Step by step.
Told you, man, I'm just
trying to get some medicine,
keep right, and get out
of the heat, all right?
You seen this girl or anybody
who came down here with her?
You peel me off a little reward...
Maybe I'll remember something.
I don't have time for that.
Neither do I.
Uh-huh, excuse me,
Officer, what's his name?
- Chaos.
- Chaos!
I got a witness here that
doesn't seem to understand
the urgency of the matter.
Thought maybe Chaos could help.
Yeah.
Press up!
Get him off!
Fine! I'll talk, man! I'll talk!
Just get him off of me!
Get him off!
Get him off of me!
Okay, witness describes a lone offender,
male, black, 6'4" or taller,
driving a black van.
Supposedly he parked near the
entrance of the rail tunnel,
dragged Sarah inside, and assaulted her
for approximately 30 minutes.
Afterwards, he put her back
in the van and drove off.
All right, start running sex offenders
- that fit that description.
- Yes, sir.
He could've assaulted her
in the van with no witnesses,
so why pull her into the railyard?
I don't know. Maybe he
didn't plan on taking her.
I mean, he drags her down to
this tunnel, has his way...
Figures he can keep the party going.
Well, at least there's an upside...
Probably still alive.
Here you go.
This is just what I needed.
Thank you.
My mom says there's a girl missing.
I hope you find her soon.
Hey, we will.
Okay?
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Okay, sweetie...
Yeah, but what I'm saying is,
is, maybe it's time to file a complaint.
- Against the commander?
- Yes.
You know how it looks
like for a female officer
to scream sexual harassment?
I'd be the last in line
for every promotion,
plus I've got nothing to prove.
It's just my word against his.
Me and Platt... we would back
that Fogel's stalking you.
Okay, look, Kim.
I appreciate you looking out for me,
but I don't want any more drama.
I just want to be a cop again.
What the hell?
Which one of you threw that?
Here come the po-lice.
They about to shoot somebody.
These are Tasers. Back off.
Oh, so the new and improved police
ain't allowed to shoot nobody?
I asked you a question.
Which one of you threw that?
Look, we get it, okay?
You have a problem with us being here.
But as soon as somebody tells
us where Sarah Murphy is,
we'll be on our way.
Hey, y'all, she right.
Screw your stop snitchin'.
I got to eat.
We all got to eat.
Hey, I'm Bebe.
Y'all come on through to my place.
I provide a service,
selling drinks for $2
for when the bars close.
But with all you cops being around here,
business has dried up.
Screwdrivers, on the house.
Oh, thank you, but we're
not allowed to drink on duty.
There's ice in there.
So there is.
So this morning, you told
the officer you saw something?
Yeah, it's been so
hot, I've been sleeping
under the window with the fan blowing.
Last night, I get woke by this scream.
Look out, look down the block...
See this girl get pulled from a car.
You see who were pulling her out?
- Yeah.
- What'd he look like?
- He was tall.
- Black?
Black, yeah.
I ain't get a good look at much else.
Most of the streetlights
around here are busted out.
Tell him about the other
guy... The white guy.
Thought he was police.
He was in one of them undercover cars,
parked right over there, filming it
on one of them camcorders.
- A white guy was filming?
- Uh-huh.
Thought he was Narcotics.
You know, sometimes
they come around here,
and they film the
corner boys selling dope.
But he ain't say nothing
when that girl was screaming,
so I thought he was
one of them reporters.
Bobby Trent.
Appreciate it.
Hey, what the hell?
Hey, you got a warrant?
Where's the video?
What are you talking about?
- What am I talking about?
- Yeah.
Hey! You seeing this?
Police brutality!
I don't see nothing.
- Where's the video?
- Okay, okay, okay, okay.
I didn't shoot the video, okay?
One of my stringers did. He's a new guy.
He sent the footage over,
like, ten minutes ago. I...
I said,where is the video?
It's on the laptop.
I was gonna turn it over to the police.
I just wanted to get a quote
from the networks first.
Get out of the car. Come on!
Shut up!
Get in the van!
Shut up, bitch!
Sergeant, I swear I was gonna
turn it over to the police.
Hey, man, listen.
You know the violence you film and shoot
and get off on?
If I ever see you at any
of our crime scenes again,
you're gonna know what
that feels like firsthand.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Yeah.
I ran the video footage
through facial recognition.
We got a hit.
Kenneth Waddell,
AKA "Six-Six."
Yes, because he's 6'6" tall.
Waddell's got priors
for dealing narcotics
when he was a teenager.
And in his 20s, it seems he
switched to sexual assault.
In 2011, he raped an
underage handicapped girl.
Went to Stateville, did five years,
got paroled two months ago,
and since then, he's been
ostracized in the neighborhood.
Gang units say no local crews
want anything to do with this guy.
All right, thank you.
That was Waddell's parole officer.
Lists his LKA as his
aunt's house on 17th Place,
but apparently he's disappeared,
and nobody's seen him in weeks.
And Jay and I ran the partial plate
that we got off the footage.
We got a hit on the black van,
and the temporary tags are
registered to Kenneth Waddell.
Housing Authority
cameras recorded the van
driving into Beverly Gardens
at 6:00 a.m. this morning.
Never came out.
Beverly Gardens... That's
a G Park Lord stronghold.
They control every gate in and out.
Yeah, I ran Waddell's file,
and neither him nor his family
have an address listed there,
so if he is still in there,
we have no clue where he's keeping her.
Well, he could have her
in one of the vacants...
Obvious stash spot.
Yeah, and this ain't gonna be easy.
I mean, the G Lords, they don't care
if you're a fireman, an EMT, a cop.
You got to get permission from
whoever is calling the shots
just to get in there,
and they're gonna have
cats guarding the gates,
spotters on the roof...
So we need to figure out
a weak point to get inside.
No, there's no time to execute a raid.
We go in through the front door.
All right, no one draws
unless they have to.
Hey, we got 5-0!
5-0!
5-0!
They here!
You know CPD ain't
welcome in the Gardens.
Not here for you.
Not here for any of your boys.
We're here for Six-Six.
You know that girl all over the news,
Sarah Murphy?
He's holding her in here.
And you don't want to
get in my way for him.
Since he got out, Kenny comes
here all the time for dope.
A customer is a customer,
but he ain't one of us.
But we ain't seen no girl.
If it's true, we'll handle it.
No. It's too late for that.
The Lords had a chance to handle Waddell
when he was raping underage girls.
Well, I got a list of
50 vacants in there.
I can call in SWAT.
They'd be happy to tear each
one up till they find him,
and I got a feeling they're
gonna find a lot more too,
you know what I mean?
So...
Far as I'm concerned, he's a sick dog...
Should've been put down on the tier.
I hear that.
Which building is he in?
Shootin' gallery.
East wing, fourth floor.
Call it the black hole.
Two vacants on this floor: 407 and 409.
Well, these old places
have identical layouts.
You, Ruzek, Atwater... Take 7. We got 9.
Let's go.
Go.
Kenny, where is she?
Where is she?
I swear...
I'll kill her!
Please... in here!
Sarah, we hear you!
Shut up, bitch!
Jay, I need you to go
back in the other apartment.
Get in that bedroom.
Let me know when you're there.
Antonio, keep him talking.
Listen, Kenny.
I give you my word,
you put the gun down, you
walk out of here alive.
If she ain't...
None of this would've ever happened.
Just another white whore
looking to get high!
Shut up!
Oh, God!
- Please!
- Shut up, bitch!
Do what's right, Kenny,
and put the gun down.
Let her go.
Jay, in the middle of the wall,
there's a fuse box.
He's 3 feet to the right.
On my mark...
Son of a bitch.
Got it.
You're just gonna have to kill us both,
'cause I'm dead anyway.
Now.
Detective Dawson to Main.
We need an ambo to the
south side of O block.
Are you all right? Are you hit anywhere?
Copy that. Ambo on route.
She's free.
Come here, come here,
come here, come here.
You're okay, you're okay. You're okay.
You're safe. You're safe.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
You're okay.
You're okay.
Can you please do me a favor?
Anything.
Please don't tell my parents about this.
My dad...
It's just better that I tell him myself.
If that's what you want.
I'm ready to dance.
What's up?
Ladies.
One last thing.
That's her bad news voice.
We should've snuck out the back.
You're not gonna make us
change back in, are you?
- God, no.
- It's beer o'clock.
I'm two steps behind you.
I just wanted to say good job today.
Thank you.
Do you know, I've worked
here for three years,
and that's the fourth time those
words have crossed your lips?
But who's counting, right?
Right.
Sergeant, um,
is everything okay with Commander Fogel?
Right as rain.
On your way.
Sergeant?
Yeah?
Sir, do you have a minute?
Yeah, sure.
Well, first off, I
want to thank you, sir,
for giving me this job.
It really...
really helped me turn my life around
at a time when I really needed it.
But, sir, I have been
given an opportunity...
An opportunity to rejoin
my old Ranger unit, and I...
I think I should take it.
Now, I know that you think
that I'm probably crazy
and taking a huge risk,
but, sir, I just...
I feel that this is the
right thing for me to do.
Mouse...
if you're looking to go
back and serve this country,
you don't have to
explain anything to me.
Well, I'm grateful that
you feel that way, sir,
because, well, I need a favor.
Um, you remember that I was busted
for that truckload of
stolen Blu-ray players.
Technically, that is a felony, sir,
and the only way that I can get back in,
the only way that I can reenlist,
is if that charge is expunged or...
Or, sir, if it's stated in writing that
I was working in an undercover
capacity for your unit.
So you want me to lie
to back up your lie?
Well, it's the only way
I'll get back in, sir.
Okay.
So here's what I think.
Take these posters down,
and we put a 65-inch flat-screen
right here.
Those are all signed by the bands.
They'll look just as good over there.
'Cause I have an install
guy, and he's an artiste.
- Oh.
- No wires, nothing.
Jay...
Easy.
I know, I can't really, uh...
can't really force a man cave on you.
We'll figure it out,
one room at a time.
I'm just glad you're gonna be here.
Hey, by the way...
I love you too.