The Chicago Code (2011): Season 1, Episode 13 - Mike Royko's Revenge - full transcript
Colvin thinks she finally has Gibbons when Killian agrees to testify before the grand jury. But Gibbons is not going down without a fight, he smears Colvin, and tells his mistress to do something, and he tells Wysocki that his brother was killed because he went bad. He even sends Wysocki proof which he sets out discredit but only gets more verification.
He was in recovery when I left.
What happened?
He started hemorrhaging.
He's back in surgery again.
I want presence in the lobby.
- What's going on?
- They had to remove
his spleen.
I notified his family.
I didn't know Liam had family.
His real name is Chris Collier.
His family didn't even know
that he was a cop.
They thought he was just
some two-bit criminal
throwing his life away.
Can we hold off the grand jury
long enough
for him to get better?
Rumors are already flying.
Gibbons has to know
he's a target.
Yeah, but how did him and
Killian make Liam as a copper?
- I got an idea.
- Superintendent,
I heard about officer Collier's
turn for the worse.
What can I do?
You can put your hands behind
your back, lieutenant.
You're under arrest.
What?
Yeah, you heard her.
Gibbons had you installed
in my office to spy on me.
Somehow you discovered
officer Collier's identity
and you either gave it to
him or to Hugh Killian.
If my officer dies,
I will see to it
that you're charged with
conspiracy to commit murder.
Detective Evers,
book him very slowly.
I think we all know
who his first phone call's
going to be to.
Yes, ma'am. Guys.
Got to get in front
of this thing fast.
Word's gonna spread
that Chris may not survive.
And without his testimony,
we got no leverage on Killian.
No, you're wrong.
On the way to the hospital,
he told me that
Killian's daughter, Elizabeth,
was the one that shot him,
and that he shot her back.
Do we know where she is now?
I got teams looking,
but Chris mentioned
some mob doctor
over in bridgeport.
So we're beating the bushes.
- Clear cut if you have to.
- The real question is,
how do we tie the shooting
to Killian and Gibbons.
Superintendent,
you need to see this.
My office has
headed up an investigation
into numerous charges
within the police department.
It's no secret
morale is low on the force.
It's no secret we've proven
unethical behavior
in superintendent Colvin's
administration,
most notably with her former
chief of staff
Mr. William Hampton.
Is it true you found
superintendent Colvin had
an inappropriate relationship
with an employee of hers?
That's under
investigation, Mr. shunt.
We do know that
the superintendent placed
a young man in a position
for which he lacked
proper training.
And unfortunately,
that young man went on
to be killed
in the line of duty.
Are you referring
to her former driver,
Antonio Betz?
Was she sexually involved
with him before his death?
Now, I pushed
for Teresa Colvin's
promotion to superintendent.
I made a mistake.
I admit that.
I believe the time has come
for the superintendent
to step down.
Save the taxpayers the expense
of a lengthy investigation.
Alderman!
That son of a bitch.
I've learned two things
about fighting crime
in Chicago.
One, it's a marathon,
not a sprint.
So you better be ready
to go the distance.
And two, go for the head,
that's where the teeth are.
Hugh Killian damn well deserves
to go down,
but I'd give him up
in a heartbeat
to get Alderman Ronin Gibbons.
The late, legendary
newspaperman Mike Royko
once said,
"this town was built
by great men
"who demanded that drunkards
and harlots be arrested
while charging them rent
until the cops arrived."
Mike would be happy to know
that today,
the cops are going after
the landlords.
Superintendent, is it true
that you were having
improper relations
with your former driver?
Superintendent, is it true
you're sexually involved
- with your current driver as well?
- That's total crap.
Now get out of the way
or I'll move you out of the way.
Officer Bidwell, let's just get inside.
Keep going.
- Move!
- Just get inside.
Why don't you fight back?
Why don't you tell them the truth?
He's the one that's
under investigation.
I can't talk about it legally,
and Gibbons knows that.
So what does he do?
He makes the absurd claim
that I was sleeping
with my driver
so that I'll jump up
and deny it,
and then that becomes
the headline.
So he just gets a free pass
to smear you?
We win this thing
by prosecuting Alderman Gibbons
with facts
and hard-earned evidence.
I'm after jail time,
not a PR win.
The mayor's waiting.
The allegations
Gibbons is making
are a complete fabrication.
He's just doing it
to try to discredit me.
Why would he want
to discredit you?
Would it have something to do
with this secret grand jury
investigation
that I've been hearing about?
Well, if there was one,
I wouldn't be able
to talk to you about it.
You know that.
But I will say that
it's my job to fight crime
and corruption
on all levels,
including the highest.
Teresa, this is your letter
of resignation.
You may recall you signed it,
you left it in my care
when I gave you this job.
The second I see a crack
in your case,
your resignation
becomes official.
Are we clear?
Yes, sir.
Excuse me, sir, this
is my dog Henley. Hey.
He's really sick. I don't know
what's wrong with him.
What happened?
Can you help him out?
Hey, Henley.
We were out playing.
He's walking now, but...
Police. Freeze.
Everybody keep your hands
where we can see 'em.
Ma'am, see your hands, please?
Thank you so much.
Police.
Police! Freeze!
Police! Freeze!
I got this guy!
Let's go!
There are guns and a rifle.
Guns, guns, guns!
I got 'em.
Huh?
Guns, Richard, guns.
Elizabeth Killian,
you're under arrest
for the attempted murder
of a Chicago police officer.
I met with
Antonio Betz's mother.
She still blames Teresa
for Antonio's death.
She gave me these.
Bank records.
Teresa was helping Antonio
by writing his family
checks every few months.
Now if we spin this right,
we can make it look
like hush money
covering up a sexual
relationship.
I take it there's
bad news as well.
The undercover cop's alive.
He might even make it.
Where they keeping him?
St. John's hospital
under full protection.
Who's the surgeon?
- I'm not sure.
- Find out.
See if we've got
anything on the guy.
Medical mistakes happen
all the time.
I talked with our guy at the
cook county sheriff's office.
He says that Hugh Killian
will soon be in a suite
at the Fordham hotel,
courtesy of the cpd.
He's cutting a deal.
Looks that way.
Ellis, you know if that
grand jury indicts,
anything we got on Teresa Colvin
doesn't matter anymore.
Yeah.
Nothing matters.
What do you want to do?
It's done already.
I didn't do anything to deserve
getting hauled out
of an airport and brought here.
Well, we picked you up
with over $10,000 in cash
and a ticket to Belize.
It's a customs violation.
Not till I landed.
Lilly, are you having
a sexual relationship
with Alderman Gibbons?
You're one to talk.
Actually, slander aside,
I've always been able
to keep my work
and my personal life separate.
But maybe Alderman Gibbons
chose to accuse me of sleeping
with a subordinate
because it's a subject with
which he has some experience.
I don't think you know
what you're talking about.
It can be very difficult
to turn down a man
in a position of authority.
This could be
your moment, Lilly.
While you were in
a truth-telling mood,
maybe there was some other
things about Alderman Gibbons
you would like to share.
You know, I did all
of the Alderman's research
on you back when you were
just a candidate for this job.
And?
So I know who you are.
You've got nothing,
no man,
no family.
Nobody loves you.
So you've got to run around
making everyone else's life
miserable because you've got
nothing in your heart.
I'm sorry you think that.
I know that.
Like I know that Ronin Gibbons
is a good man.
And he would never do anything
to hurt me,
so why on Earth would I tell
some cold-hearted bitch
anything that would
ever hurt him?
I think we both know that you've
got nothing to hold me on.
So I don't think
I'll stick around
for any more of your
consciousness-raising...
Sister.
When things start
getting cold out there,
I'm still here
if you want to talk.
Docs say Elizabeth Killian
can be out
of the hospital in a few hours.
Apparently, the mob vet did a
pretty good job on the wound.
Good, great.
Let's get her into
interrogation asap.
- All right, I'll keep on 'em.
- Don't make me tell you again.
Just call his ass and
get him down here!
Oh, finally.
Paul, what's...
What's going on?
Pulled over your fianc?e
on a DUI.
Well, we actually split up
a month ago, so...
Well, for the purpose
of beating a DUI,
she's still claiming
fianc?e status.
All right. Well, thanks for
holding onto her for me, okay?
What are you doing?
Just tell your pals
to let me go home.
You know what? I can't
do that until you give me
some kind of explanation
as to what you were doing
driving drunk
in the middle of the day.
What do you care?
- Huh?
- Guys, give me a minute.
Bye.
Of course I care.
What's wrong?
My mom went to go
see the doctor,
and, uh, her cancer's spread.
And she only has
a few weeks left.
- Baby...
- She's my mom.
I know.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah, you know, it's, like,
first you're gone,
and... now her.
- It's just... I can't do it alone, Jarek.
- I know.
I know.
Look, I'm at work right now.
I gotta...
Let me... why don't I get
one of the guys
to drop you home?
Tonight, when I'm done,
we can talk about it, all right?
- Okay?
- Okay.
Yeah?
Come on...
I still hate you.
You should.
Uh, Paul, uh,
do me a favor, man.
Can you please
just drop her home?
Sure.
You left something.
Is this yours?
No.
I'm gonna see you tonight,
right?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Hugh Killian in
his younger mob days?
Yeah.
Who's the guy with him?
That's my brother, Vincent.
So I asked her,
"superintendent,
"is it true you're
sexually involved
with your current
driver as well?"
"As well."
Yeah, nice touch.
Wait till you see
it on television.
Her expression is priceless.
Ooh, police
on your left.
Detective.
We're running
into each other a lot lately.
This is Alan shunt
from the Chicago Post.
Are you done feeding him
questions you want him
to ask my boss, or should I
come back another time? Huh?
Good talking to you, Alan.
- Take care of yourself.
- Yeah, take care.
It's good talking
to you, too, Alan.
Where did you get this?
From what I understand,
it came from the personal
collection of Mr. Killian.
What does it mean?
What does that say to you?
It says that Hugh Killian
murdered your brother.
You get that from what,
some 15-year-old photograph?
The one guy you know who's
going to put you away
is the very same guy
that killed my brother?
- That's awfully coincidental.
- I know how it looks.
But I believe you're a man who
goes with your gut, Detective.
And the reason that you came all
the way down here to find me
is because when you look
at the photograph,
your gut tells you
that something ain't right.
I can't prove that,
but you can.
All I can do is show you
where to look, Detective.
What you do when
you find the truth...
That's up to you.
Mr. Killian.
Welcome to your new home,
for the time being.
I'll get that.
You have HDTV.
You have a minibar that is fully
stocked, top shelf.
And I hear the in-room dining
is quite good.
The prime rib in particular.
I've got this.
Are you the concierge now?
This place is all yours.
At least for the
next two hours.
And then after that,
you're going to have to pay
with Alderman Gibbons' freedom.
Well, from what I hear,
your witness Liam,
isn't too conscious
at the moment.
Officer Collier
is gravely injured, yes.
And if he should die,
then you are a free man.
However, we have your daughter,
Elizabeth, in custody.
We've got her cold
as the shooter.
Elizabeth?
She shot him?
If he does die,
then I will make it
my personal mission
to see to it that your daughter
has the most horrific experience
the Illinois penal
system has to offer.
Unless what?
Hey, can I get
a hand over here?
Yeah.
So, uh, how many
polacks does it take
to change a light bulb, huh?
It's just going to take two.
Hand me a 40 watt.
You know, they're gonna
stop making these.
Idiot do-gooders are going
to force us all
to switch to Mercury bulbs.
Combat global warming
or some nonsense.
- Is that so?
- Yep.
You know what's in those
Mercury bulbs, don't you?
Mercury?
That's right, smart-ass.
You bust one of those
on your kitchen floor,
you're supposed to evacuate
the pets
and open all the windows
until the boys
the Hazmat suits show up.
You want a sandwich?
Uh, no.
I actually want to ask
you about something.
- Well, table talk, huh?
- Yeah.
- Sounds serious.
- It kind of is.
You, uh...
You break it off
with the Mexican?
Cuban, dad. She's Cuban, okay?
Oh, yeah. Well, whatever.
And yes, I did actually, but...
You know when, uh, you know
when Vinnie and I
were in High School...
You tangled a lot
with the Irish mob, yeah?
Right.
You ever bust a hood
- named Hugh Killian?
- Killian?
Sounds familiar.
He came up through the ranks.
He runs his own section now.
Back then he would have
been just muscle.
Oh, yeah.
I remember him.
Kill-a-man... that's
what we called him.
He would have been more
than muscle, Jarek.
He was a trigger man
for Terry Foley.
Did Vincent ever say anything
about him?
What's your brother
got to do with this?
Where did you get this?
Pop, you know something
about this, don't you?
No. Tear it up.
Why?
Why?
Your brother came to see me,
a month...
Maybe longer before he died.
He said he was in
trouble, worried.
Okay, he was undercover, what?
This is not about the job.
This was something else.
He wouldn't tell me who or what.
He just said that he'd done
something bad,
and he was afraid if
he tried to climb out,
these people would
come after him.
You never said
anything about this
to the police after
he was dead, did you?
You never said anything
to me, did you?
- No.
- Why?
I didn't know anything that
would help them find who did it.
- Yeah, is that right?
- And whatever troubles Vincent had
he was a hero, Jarek.
Whatever mistakes Vincent
made, they were his own
and they died with him,
and I was not going to let
anyone dishonor his name.
No one.
I have no comment
about Antonio Betz.
Not now, not ever.
Special Agent in charge Cuyler.
Can you excuse us please?
Of course.
So, to what do I owe the honor?
I have a mid-level mob boss
who's ready to flip
on a corrupt Alderman
if I can get him a nice
mcmansion in Wyoming.
Wyoming.
He likes the mountains.
What did you tell him?
That I'm not in
the relocation business,
but I know someone who is.
And here I was,
delusional enough to think
that the reason behind the
request for this little visit
might be more personal
than professional.
And here I was thinking
that you just love your work.
Eight hours a day, yeah.
The other 16, my
imagination runs rampant.
Well, since we're on
business hours,
how about helping me out?
Yeah.
Vonda, you know what,
I was thinking Vegas.
Your idea of a romantic
vacation is Las Vegas?
Hey, Vegas can be a blast.
Hmm, I don't want to run into
whatever
disease-ridden strippers
you rained money on the
last time you were there.
Oh, girl, please.
Are you telling me
you and your buds
didn't hit a strip club
when you went to Vegas?
All right, fine.
Well, what were you
thinking then?
I don't know, I was
thinking something warm.
Oh, my God.
I'll get the doctor.
Officer Collier.
Take it easy, take it easy.
You know who I am?
Everyone does.
Mission's over.
Welcome back.
Hey, I hear our boy's awake.
- Yeah, and talking.
- Yeah?
Superintendent's in there now.
Hey, kid.
Boy, am I glad
you're not as dead
as I thought you were.
Detective Wysocki,
I'd like you to meet
officer Chris Collier.
Chris... that's going to take
some getting used to.
You remember much?
I remember seeing Hugh Killian
shoot that juror.
I remember Elizabeth
shooting me.
That's more than enough to
seal the deal with Killian.
Great.
Can I have a word?
Absolutely.
You get some rest.
Your family's coming in
later tonight.
Oh, hey.
I finally get to tell them
I'm not a total screw up.
No, you are Chicago police.
And a good one.
What's up?
Where do we stand
with Hugh Killian?
He's giving us
Alderman Gibbons.
And what have we agreed
to give him?
It's still being negotiated.
Okay, great.
Break off negations.
Offer him nothing.
What?
Hugh Killian might be the man
that killed my brother Vincent.
- What?
- Yeah, look at it.
At the very least
he knows who did it.
- Where did you get this?
- Alderman Gibbons.
- Gibbons? Gibbons?!
- I know. I know.
- Come on, he's playing you.
- I know,
but it doesn't mean
that it's not the truth.
And this photo doesn't
mean that it is.
So what, your brother drank
at the same bar
with some Irish gangsters
one night. Come on.
Vinnie, Vinnie was,
Vinnie was undercover
with the Russians
not the Irish.
Well, they're not
mutually exclusive, Jarek.
No, when this photo was taken,
they were, okay?
The Irish were trying
to force the Russians out.
So there's no way.
Do not let Gibbons screw
with your head, Jarek.
Gibbons knows that
we have Killian.
He knows that we're going
to get him to roll.
If I find nothing, fine,
send the guy to the Bahamas.
I will chip in for the sunblock,
but until then, no deals.
You've got to give me
some more time.
Jarek, I wouldn't
be giving you time.
I'd be giving Gibbons time.
- Don't do... don't-don't...
- And that's all he wants.
He wants time to regroup.
He wants time to force me
out of office.
We would just be destroying
everything we worked so hard...
You want Gibbons so bad, that you are
willing to do a deal with a cop killer.
Yeah. You are willing
to do a deal...
Look, I understand, I understand
this is about your brother.
- Yes, it's about my brother.
- I understand that, I understand that.
And I promise, I promise you
that I will continue
putting department resources
into solving your
brother's murder.
But I will not throw
away my one shot
at a corrupt politician
over a 15-year-old photo
that doesn't prove anything.
So what was our deal?
Any case that I want, yeah?
I choose this case... the murder
of my brother, Vincent Wysocki.
And I have a suspect.
- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do. - You do not.
Well, then you
don't have me. I quit.
Hey.
Back off.
Court county sheriffs will
be taking custody of Killian.
They'll have him back
at the grand jury by 4:30.
That's cutting it close.
I want him to go on record
before court closes today.
I'll see if they
can move it up.
To winning one.
To winning one.
For once.
You know, there's something
about justice being served
that always makes me
crave a steak.
Well, if you're
asking me to dinner,
then it would have
to be just for dinner.
Aw, no dessert? Really?
Okay, I will stop fooling around
if you will grant me one date...
Just one...
with flowers and candles
and Shakespearean sonnets
and a lot more wine than this.
You know I can't do that.
Look, I know that you feel
like you've got to be
the best at what you do.
There are none of us who are any
good that feel any differently.
But you can't let the job
be your whole life, Teresa.
And things like this
don't come along that often.
Well, I know that if
I went out on a date,
than I'd probably want
to go out on another one,
and then another one.
So far I'm liking
the sound of this scenario.
And then at some point,
the press would cry
conflict of interest.
And a scandal would break.
And then everything
that I have worked
so hard for since the academy,
would be taken away from me
without a second thought.
And they would never hire
another woman for this job,
because they would say the first one
was too weak to control her hormones
with an FBI special
Agent in charge.
Even though he was handsome.
And funny.
And things like this don't
come around all that often.
So you... you want me
to quit my job?
Boys.
Wysocki.
Jaghole mobster gets
luxury hotel suite,
working man gets
folding chairs. Yeah?
Thanks.
Shut up. Shut up.
Shut up.
Shut up.
I'm going to take this
towel off your mouth.
You're not going to
say anything, okay?
You're just going to
answer my question.
- All right? You got that?
- Mm-hmm.
Turn around.
Nice and slow.
Get down on your knees.
Get on your knees.
Hugh kill-a-man.
You know who that is?
The handsome one?
That's me.
The other one.
Him?
He's a dirty cop we did
business with back in the day.
Who told you he was a cop?
He did.
That's a lie.
That's a lie, that's a lie,
- that's a lie.
- It's not a lie.
- It's not a lie.
- Don't you lie to me.
Mm?
A-all right.
Hey.
I'm lying. It's...
I'm a liar.
- Just give me the truth.
- The truth?
You want the truth.
Huh? Vincent was as dirty
as the day is long.
Ballsy, though.
Ballsy as hell.
Walked right into
Terry Foley's shop,
said he was in bed
with the Russians.
Did we want to know where
the next three deals
were going to go down?
Showed us his badge.
First three were for free.
And after that, for months,
he'd feed us intel before
he fed it back to the cops.
We'd get there first.
Stomp some russkies.
That's it.
Did you kill my brother?
What?
- Did you kill my brother?
- Your brother?
Vincent
was your brother?
Jarek.
Evers, stay out of this.
Officer, I'd like
to report an intruder.
Jarek, put the gun down. What
are you doing? Are you nuts?
Answer the question.
I got a deal.
Signed and sealed.
I can't be prosecuted
for anything I say here.
Of course, given
the circumstances,
I doubt anything I say here
could be used against
me in court anyway, so...
I'll answer your question.
No. I didn't kill your brother.
Who did?
How the hell should I know?
Was it the Irish?
Huh?
What would we do it for?
We're in business together.
Your brother catching bullets
made things a lot harder on us.
- Answer it!
- What?
Answer your phone, right now.
Just leave the
line open for a minute.
Okay, the timeline
will be a little off,
but he called you
from his hotel room.
Wanted to unburden himself
to you about your brother
before he went away.
You asked me to meet
you down here. Okay?
Yeah? All right,
that's... that's good.
That's crap.
He assaulted me.
You don't look
too bad off to me.
You're a witness.
Yeah. I'm his witness.
You ready?
Let's get out of here.
I know it's crazy
right now, but...
I had to see you.
Look at that beautiful face.
You know, some days it's
about the only thing
that gets me through my day.
Lilly...
There's no easy
way to say this.
We can't have any contact
with each other, sweetheart.
You mean for now, right?
I'm not blaming you.
They grabbed me at the airport.
I was getting out of town
like you said.
I know you were.
I know you were.
- You think I said something
to the superintendent. - No.
I would never say
anything to her.
I don't care what she
threatens me with.
Hey, Lilly, you are
precious to me.
I got to protect you from this.
Now, situations like this,
feelings get all twisted.
People who care about each other
end up hurting each other.
Listen to me.
I won't let that
happen with us.
I won't.
Wait...
The best thing
that you ever did
for me was to trust me.
Don't take that away from me.
Please.
Oh, girl.
I'll do anything.
- Karen?
- Jarek.
Can I come in?
Are you still teaching?
Subbing. Um,
English, mostly.
Yeah? Sometimes I do history,
but not too often.
You're doing okay financially,
though, yeah?
Yeah. Enough. Why?
Karen, this house was
paid off in full in 1997.
So?
So...
Who's he?
Detective Caleb Evers, ma'am.
He's my partner.
Are you here as Vincent's
brother or as a cop?
As a friend.
We can trust him.
Karen,
where do you find $75,000
two months after Vinnie dies?
I can't...
You can't what?
Vincent said never to tell you.
Tell me what, Karen?
That he was dirty?
Yeah, well, I already know.
He said that it would
break your heart.
Do you know... do you know
what he was doing?
No.
Um, he had money.
A box full of cash.
He kept it here for safety.
But when he died...
Well...
You know. His wife and Vonda
would get the pension, but...
As the mistress,
you get nothing.
Yeah, I know, I get it. I do.
He always said that
he would figure out
a way to take care of me.
I'm so sorry.
I know Vincent loved you,
you know. I do.
Can I see it?
It used to be
packed to the top.
I paid off the mortgage,
took a little bit
here and there.
I've been trying
to make it last, but
it's been a while.
This is an evidence tag.
You have any idea
what it's for?
No.
It's from Vincent's
old station.
The second Killian
is done testifying
to the grand jury,
he's all yours.
Is the tactical team
on standby to arrest Gibbons?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Tactical team?
What, you don't think
he's going to go quietly?
Oh, I think he will.
But every now and again,
you gotta spank 'em in public
to prove a point.
Gibbons has me running
back and forth
for these advocacy groups
and I still don't know
my way around.
What's she doing here?
Call every available
sheriff now.
Squad, we need cars on...
Next time, go around.
Oh... he's gonna kill me.
Hank, check us in.
I need cars 26 and...
Gun! Gun!
Watch her!
We need an ambulance.
Lock this place down, right now!
Lock it down!
Gibbons was the only one
with enough pull to know
when we were moving Killian.
He put you up to this.
Alderman Ronin Gibbons
is a great man.
And now you'll never
be able to destroy him.
You are a sad woman for
believing what he's selling.
- Now look at you.
- That's right.
Look at me.
Take her.
With Killian
gone, our case against
Gibbons falls apart.
But we have the ledgers.
Elizabeth can authenticate
them, tie them to Gibbons.
There's no way she's going
to want to help us, not with
all the years that I'm throwing
at her for shooting you.
Then cut her a deal.
No. There's nothing more
important than punishing someone
who shoots a cop.
I don't care
if she goes free,
for shooting me.
I got into this to get Gibbons.
What else did I get shot for?
And if Elizabeth
can put him away,
give her anything she wants.
You know there were a couple
of times when I wondered
if you were up to this job?
Me, too.
My dad is dead.
So unless whatever
deal you're offering
brings him back,
I'm not interested.
We'd be willing to give you
the same deal
that your father agreed to.
Wow, you guys must be
really desperate.
No.
Look, I understand you're
feeling a lot of rage right now.
And believe me,
I know how difficult it is
to lose someone
who's very close to you.
But I think the very best
thing for you to do right now
is to focus all of that anger
onto the person who
actually deserves it.
Gibbons put all of his focus
onto a lovestruck aide.
And he gave her the direct order
to shoot and kill your father.
What?
One of Gibbons' people
shot my father?
His lover.
Did you ever
witness your father, or anyone,
conducting any
illegal activities
with Alderman Ronin Gibbons?
You mean, was I standing there?
No. I-I just did the books.
Gibbons' name is
in this ledger.
Can you connect him to
any of your father's
illegal activities?
No. Not directly.
But you can show us
how the money works,
how it got to Gibbons.
Yes.
She's just few degrees
too far removed to
make it stick.
That is gonna be enough
to dismantle the Irish mob
in Chicago.
But it might not be enough
to put Gibbons away.
So, what do you think
all this stuff is?
It's insurance.
And he stored it all
as evidence
right in his station house.
Smart.
You still have a vcr?
Yeah.
All right, it's, uh,
it's 3:25 in the morning,
December 4, 1996.
My name is Detective
Vincent Wysocki.
And I'm making
this tape in the event
that anything should
happen to me.
I've been taking payoffs
from more than one
criminal organization.
But it didn't start
out like that.
I've been working undercover
for the last eight months
trying to bring down
these Russian gunrunners.
But the, uh, bureaucracy
was taking too long.
And I saw an opportunity
to pit one criminal organization
against another.
And I took it.
And I know that what I've done
is wrong and stupid.
And now all I want to do
is get out.
The, uh, information
that I've gathered
during my time engaged
in criminal activities
dwarfs anything that
I was able to do
with legitimate
law enforcement.
And it's my plan to use that
information
to escape from the situation
that I found myself in.
If I don't succeed,
then there's a...
Daddy?
Vonda, kiddo,
what are you doing up?
I had a nightmare.
Go back to sleep, huh?
I'm scared.
Did you say your prayers?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah?
You want to say 'em again?
Okay.
Okay, let's go say 'em again.
Let's go. Come on.
Terry Foley.
A lot of these people
are already dead.
And some of them aren't.
- Jarek?
- Yeah?
Where is she?
She's with the mayor.
Yeah?
How long she been in there?
Not long.
Good.
Excuse me.
No!
It's a police emergency.
- The daughter is...
- Can I help you?!
- Detective?
- No, but I can help you.
- He's one of yours?
- Yes, I am.
Did you fire her yet?
No, she's resigning,
but you, I'm gonna fire.
What's your name?
Detective Jarek Wysocki.
Did you resign yet?
- No, not yet.
- Good, don't.
We got Gibbons dead-bang.
I got wiretaps,
surveillance photos,
detailed logs of him
doing business
with known organized
crime figures.
- You got all that?
- Yes.
Ronin Gibbons is
not that sloppy.
Not now he's not, but 15 years
ago he was very sloppy.
I mean, some of it is past
statutes of limitations,
but not everything.
What time does the grand jury
close shop?
I came across some things
Vincent left behind.
Some information in
which he made it...
In which he made it clear
he'd done some things
he wasn't very proud of.
What kind of things?
He took money.
What?
Your brother was not
that kind of cop.
Ooh, I wish that wasn't true,
pops, but it is.
Why are you telling us this?
Because, sweetie,
the information your father
left behind is gonna be used
as evidence to indict
and convict Alderman Gibbons.
But if you use it in court,
everybody's gonna know
dad was dirty.
They're gonna drag his name
through the gutter
after all these years?
You have to stop them, Jarek.
It's not them, pops, it's me.
It's already done.
The truth about Vince
and his evidence, I've
already handed it over.
You needed to talk to me first.
If I did that, I wouldn't have
been able to do it.
Get out of my house.
Uncle Jarek.
You did what you had to.
Let me start by saying
that no one wanted Teresa Colvin
to succeed more than I did,
but superintendent Colvin
has failed in her leadership.
She has failed in her mission
to root out corruption
in the city.
On superintendent Colvin's
watch,
innocent life has been lost,
and she has proven herself
to be as ineffective
and as feckless as the morally
bankrupt so-called leaders
that came before her.
It is time for us to vote
on the recommendation
that Teresa Colvin be separated
from the Chicago police
department.
Let's do the roll call.
Ah, I see the superintendent
has changed her mind
about attending these meetings.
And I assume you have
a statement you'd like to make.
I certainly do.
Half an hour ago, a grand jury
delivered an indictment
listing over 30 charges
against Alderman Gibbons,
from bribery to conspiracy
to commit murder.
Stand up, please.
I have this one.
Come on.
Alderman Ronin Gibbons,
you are under arrest
for bribery,
conspiracy and extortion.
I am innocent of every one
of these charges.
Is this about your ethics
investigation?
Of course it is.
This is retaliation
for the fact I've been demanding
accountability and transparency
in the Chicago police department
and the state's attorney's
office.
So once again, we have
a political assassination,
only this time by the pen
and the gavel
rather than by a gun!
This assassination
can and will be undone!
A Chicago jury
will never convict me.
They haven't seen
my evidence yet.
Be that as it may,
I will fight this
and I will fight you.
I would expect nothing less.
Your days in Chicago
are numbered, Teresa.
Whatever the number,
it's more than yours.
Oh, Chris, sweetheart,
why didn't you tell us?
I couldn't tell anyone.
I can't believe
we've got you back, son.
How about Mexico?
Tall drinks, sandy beaches...
That sounds good.
It falls...
It falls on top of him.
So, you've
never been married?
Ah, work has always kept me
too busy.
You?
I was engaged once.
It didn't pan out.
So how long
you been in Chicago for?
Mmm.
A couple of days.
Convention.
Different one than yours.
When are you leaving?
I go back to Denver tomorrow.
So you're staying at the hotel?
Yeah, convention runs
through Sunday.
And then back
to good ol' Pittsburgh.
Are you staying here, too?
No, I'm a couple blocks away,
but I've always wanted
to see this place.
I heard the rooms
have great views.
Oh, yeah.
Mine looks right out
over the lake.
- Toilet paper,
towel, washcloth,
top sheet, bottom sheet.
I'm fine. Thank you.
Blanket.
Officer, I said I'm fine.
Thank you.
What happened?
He started hemorrhaging.
He's back in surgery again.
I want presence in the lobby.
- What's going on?
- They had to remove
his spleen.
I notified his family.
I didn't know Liam had family.
His real name is Chris Collier.
His family didn't even know
that he was a cop.
They thought he was just
some two-bit criminal
throwing his life away.
Can we hold off the grand jury
long enough
for him to get better?
Rumors are already flying.
Gibbons has to know
he's a target.
Yeah, but how did him and
Killian make Liam as a copper?
- I got an idea.
- Superintendent,
I heard about officer Collier's
turn for the worse.
What can I do?
You can put your hands behind
your back, lieutenant.
You're under arrest.
What?
Yeah, you heard her.
Gibbons had you installed
in my office to spy on me.
Somehow you discovered
officer Collier's identity
and you either gave it to
him or to Hugh Killian.
If my officer dies,
I will see to it
that you're charged with
conspiracy to commit murder.
Detective Evers,
book him very slowly.
I think we all know
who his first phone call's
going to be to.
Yes, ma'am. Guys.
Got to get in front
of this thing fast.
Word's gonna spread
that Chris may not survive.
And without his testimony,
we got no leverage on Killian.
No, you're wrong.
On the way to the hospital,
he told me that
Killian's daughter, Elizabeth,
was the one that shot him,
and that he shot her back.
Do we know where she is now?
I got teams looking,
but Chris mentioned
some mob doctor
over in bridgeport.
So we're beating the bushes.
- Clear cut if you have to.
- The real question is,
how do we tie the shooting
to Killian and Gibbons.
Superintendent,
you need to see this.
My office has
headed up an investigation
into numerous charges
within the police department.
It's no secret
morale is low on the force.
It's no secret we've proven
unethical behavior
in superintendent Colvin's
administration,
most notably with her former
chief of staff
Mr. William Hampton.
Is it true you found
superintendent Colvin had
an inappropriate relationship
with an employee of hers?
That's under
investigation, Mr. shunt.
We do know that
the superintendent placed
a young man in a position
for which he lacked
proper training.
And unfortunately,
that young man went on
to be killed
in the line of duty.
Are you referring
to her former driver,
Antonio Betz?
Was she sexually involved
with him before his death?
Now, I pushed
for Teresa Colvin's
promotion to superintendent.
I made a mistake.
I admit that.
I believe the time has come
for the superintendent
to step down.
Save the taxpayers the expense
of a lengthy investigation.
Alderman!
That son of a bitch.
I've learned two things
about fighting crime
in Chicago.
One, it's a marathon,
not a sprint.
So you better be ready
to go the distance.
And two, go for the head,
that's where the teeth are.
Hugh Killian damn well deserves
to go down,
but I'd give him up
in a heartbeat
to get Alderman Ronin Gibbons.
The late, legendary
newspaperman Mike Royko
once said,
"this town was built
by great men
"who demanded that drunkards
and harlots be arrested
while charging them rent
until the cops arrived."
Mike would be happy to know
that today,
the cops are going after
the landlords.
Superintendent, is it true
that you were having
improper relations
with your former driver?
Superintendent, is it true
you're sexually involved
- with your current driver as well?
- That's total crap.
Now get out of the way
or I'll move you out of the way.
Officer Bidwell, let's just get inside.
Keep going.
- Move!
- Just get inside.
Why don't you fight back?
Why don't you tell them the truth?
He's the one that's
under investigation.
I can't talk about it legally,
and Gibbons knows that.
So what does he do?
He makes the absurd claim
that I was sleeping
with my driver
so that I'll jump up
and deny it,
and then that becomes
the headline.
So he just gets a free pass
to smear you?
We win this thing
by prosecuting Alderman Gibbons
with facts
and hard-earned evidence.
I'm after jail time,
not a PR win.
The mayor's waiting.
The allegations
Gibbons is making
are a complete fabrication.
He's just doing it
to try to discredit me.
Why would he want
to discredit you?
Would it have something to do
with this secret grand jury
investigation
that I've been hearing about?
Well, if there was one,
I wouldn't be able
to talk to you about it.
You know that.
But I will say that
it's my job to fight crime
and corruption
on all levels,
including the highest.
Teresa, this is your letter
of resignation.
You may recall you signed it,
you left it in my care
when I gave you this job.
The second I see a crack
in your case,
your resignation
becomes official.
Are we clear?
Yes, sir.
Excuse me, sir, this
is my dog Henley. Hey.
He's really sick. I don't know
what's wrong with him.
What happened?
Can you help him out?
Hey, Henley.
We were out playing.
He's walking now, but...
Police. Freeze.
Everybody keep your hands
where we can see 'em.
Ma'am, see your hands, please?
Thank you so much.
Police.
Police! Freeze!
Police! Freeze!
I got this guy!
Let's go!
There are guns and a rifle.
Guns, guns, guns!
I got 'em.
Huh?
Guns, Richard, guns.
Elizabeth Killian,
you're under arrest
for the attempted murder
of a Chicago police officer.
I met with
Antonio Betz's mother.
She still blames Teresa
for Antonio's death.
She gave me these.
Bank records.
Teresa was helping Antonio
by writing his family
checks every few months.
Now if we spin this right,
we can make it look
like hush money
covering up a sexual
relationship.
I take it there's
bad news as well.
The undercover cop's alive.
He might even make it.
Where they keeping him?
St. John's hospital
under full protection.
Who's the surgeon?
- I'm not sure.
- Find out.
See if we've got
anything on the guy.
Medical mistakes happen
all the time.
I talked with our guy at the
cook county sheriff's office.
He says that Hugh Killian
will soon be in a suite
at the Fordham hotel,
courtesy of the cpd.
He's cutting a deal.
Looks that way.
Ellis, you know if that
grand jury indicts,
anything we got on Teresa Colvin
doesn't matter anymore.
Yeah.
Nothing matters.
What do you want to do?
It's done already.
I didn't do anything to deserve
getting hauled out
of an airport and brought here.
Well, we picked you up
with over $10,000 in cash
and a ticket to Belize.
It's a customs violation.
Not till I landed.
Lilly, are you having
a sexual relationship
with Alderman Gibbons?
You're one to talk.
Actually, slander aside,
I've always been able
to keep my work
and my personal life separate.
But maybe Alderman Gibbons
chose to accuse me of sleeping
with a subordinate
because it's a subject with
which he has some experience.
I don't think you know
what you're talking about.
It can be very difficult
to turn down a man
in a position of authority.
This could be
your moment, Lilly.
While you were in
a truth-telling mood,
maybe there was some other
things about Alderman Gibbons
you would like to share.
You know, I did all
of the Alderman's research
on you back when you were
just a candidate for this job.
And?
So I know who you are.
You've got nothing,
no man,
no family.
Nobody loves you.
So you've got to run around
making everyone else's life
miserable because you've got
nothing in your heart.
I'm sorry you think that.
I know that.
Like I know that Ronin Gibbons
is a good man.
And he would never do anything
to hurt me,
so why on Earth would I tell
some cold-hearted bitch
anything that would
ever hurt him?
I think we both know that you've
got nothing to hold me on.
So I don't think
I'll stick around
for any more of your
consciousness-raising...
Sister.
When things start
getting cold out there,
I'm still here
if you want to talk.
Docs say Elizabeth Killian
can be out
of the hospital in a few hours.
Apparently, the mob vet did a
pretty good job on the wound.
Good, great.
Let's get her into
interrogation asap.
- All right, I'll keep on 'em.
- Don't make me tell you again.
Just call his ass and
get him down here!
Oh, finally.
Paul, what's...
What's going on?
Pulled over your fianc?e
on a DUI.
Well, we actually split up
a month ago, so...
Well, for the purpose
of beating a DUI,
she's still claiming
fianc?e status.
All right. Well, thanks for
holding onto her for me, okay?
What are you doing?
Just tell your pals
to let me go home.
You know what? I can't
do that until you give me
some kind of explanation
as to what you were doing
driving drunk
in the middle of the day.
What do you care?
- Huh?
- Guys, give me a minute.
Bye.
Of course I care.
What's wrong?
My mom went to go
see the doctor,
and, uh, her cancer's spread.
And she only has
a few weeks left.
- Baby...
- She's my mom.
I know.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah, you know, it's, like,
first you're gone,
and... now her.
- It's just... I can't do it alone, Jarek.
- I know.
I know.
Look, I'm at work right now.
I gotta...
Let me... why don't I get
one of the guys
to drop you home?
Tonight, when I'm done,
we can talk about it, all right?
- Okay?
- Okay.
Yeah?
Come on...
I still hate you.
You should.
Uh, Paul, uh,
do me a favor, man.
Can you please
just drop her home?
Sure.
You left something.
Is this yours?
No.
I'm gonna see you tonight,
right?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Hugh Killian in
his younger mob days?
Yeah.
Who's the guy with him?
That's my brother, Vincent.
So I asked her,
"superintendent,
"is it true you're
sexually involved
with your current
driver as well?"
"As well."
Yeah, nice touch.
Wait till you see
it on television.
Her expression is priceless.
Ooh, police
on your left.
Detective.
We're running
into each other a lot lately.
This is Alan shunt
from the Chicago Post.
Are you done feeding him
questions you want him
to ask my boss, or should I
come back another time? Huh?
Good talking to you, Alan.
- Take care of yourself.
- Yeah, take care.
It's good talking
to you, too, Alan.
Where did you get this?
From what I understand,
it came from the personal
collection of Mr. Killian.
What does it mean?
What does that say to you?
It says that Hugh Killian
murdered your brother.
You get that from what,
some 15-year-old photograph?
The one guy you know who's
going to put you away
is the very same guy
that killed my brother?
- That's awfully coincidental.
- I know how it looks.
But I believe you're a man who
goes with your gut, Detective.
And the reason that you came all
the way down here to find me
is because when you look
at the photograph,
your gut tells you
that something ain't right.
I can't prove that,
but you can.
All I can do is show you
where to look, Detective.
What you do when
you find the truth...
That's up to you.
Mr. Killian.
Welcome to your new home,
for the time being.
I'll get that.
You have HDTV.
You have a minibar that is fully
stocked, top shelf.
And I hear the in-room dining
is quite good.
The prime rib in particular.
I've got this.
Are you the concierge now?
This place is all yours.
At least for the
next two hours.
And then after that,
you're going to have to pay
with Alderman Gibbons' freedom.
Well, from what I hear,
your witness Liam,
isn't too conscious
at the moment.
Officer Collier
is gravely injured, yes.
And if he should die,
then you are a free man.
However, we have your daughter,
Elizabeth, in custody.
We've got her cold
as the shooter.
Elizabeth?
She shot him?
If he does die,
then I will make it
my personal mission
to see to it that your daughter
has the most horrific experience
the Illinois penal
system has to offer.
Unless what?
Hey, can I get
a hand over here?
Yeah.
So, uh, how many
polacks does it take
to change a light bulb, huh?
It's just going to take two.
Hand me a 40 watt.
You know, they're gonna
stop making these.
Idiot do-gooders are going
to force us all
to switch to Mercury bulbs.
Combat global warming
or some nonsense.
- Is that so?
- Yep.
You know what's in those
Mercury bulbs, don't you?
Mercury?
That's right, smart-ass.
You bust one of those
on your kitchen floor,
you're supposed to evacuate
the pets
and open all the windows
until the boys
the Hazmat suits show up.
You want a sandwich?
Uh, no.
I actually want to ask
you about something.
- Well, table talk, huh?
- Yeah.
- Sounds serious.
- It kind of is.
You, uh...
You break it off
with the Mexican?
Cuban, dad. She's Cuban, okay?
Oh, yeah. Well, whatever.
And yes, I did actually, but...
You know when, uh, you know
when Vinnie and I
were in High School...
You tangled a lot
with the Irish mob, yeah?
Right.
You ever bust a hood
- named Hugh Killian?
- Killian?
Sounds familiar.
He came up through the ranks.
He runs his own section now.
Back then he would have
been just muscle.
Oh, yeah.
I remember him.
Kill-a-man... that's
what we called him.
He would have been more
than muscle, Jarek.
He was a trigger man
for Terry Foley.
Did Vincent ever say anything
about him?
What's your brother
got to do with this?
Where did you get this?
Pop, you know something
about this, don't you?
No. Tear it up.
Why?
Why?
Your brother came to see me,
a month...
Maybe longer before he died.
He said he was in
trouble, worried.
Okay, he was undercover, what?
This is not about the job.
This was something else.
He wouldn't tell me who or what.
He just said that he'd done
something bad,
and he was afraid if
he tried to climb out,
these people would
come after him.
You never said
anything about this
to the police after
he was dead, did you?
You never said anything
to me, did you?
- No.
- Why?
I didn't know anything that
would help them find who did it.
- Yeah, is that right?
- And whatever troubles Vincent had
he was a hero, Jarek.
Whatever mistakes Vincent
made, they were his own
and they died with him,
and I was not going to let
anyone dishonor his name.
No one.
I have no comment
about Antonio Betz.
Not now, not ever.
Special Agent in charge Cuyler.
Can you excuse us please?
Of course.
So, to what do I owe the honor?
I have a mid-level mob boss
who's ready to flip
on a corrupt Alderman
if I can get him a nice
mcmansion in Wyoming.
Wyoming.
He likes the mountains.
What did you tell him?
That I'm not in
the relocation business,
but I know someone who is.
And here I was,
delusional enough to think
that the reason behind the
request for this little visit
might be more personal
than professional.
And here I was thinking
that you just love your work.
Eight hours a day, yeah.
The other 16, my
imagination runs rampant.
Well, since we're on
business hours,
how about helping me out?
Yeah.
Vonda, you know what,
I was thinking Vegas.
Your idea of a romantic
vacation is Las Vegas?
Hey, Vegas can be a blast.
Hmm, I don't want to run into
whatever
disease-ridden strippers
you rained money on the
last time you were there.
Oh, girl, please.
Are you telling me
you and your buds
didn't hit a strip club
when you went to Vegas?
All right, fine.
Well, what were you
thinking then?
I don't know, I was
thinking something warm.
Oh, my God.
I'll get the doctor.
Officer Collier.
Take it easy, take it easy.
You know who I am?
Everyone does.
Mission's over.
Welcome back.
Hey, I hear our boy's awake.
- Yeah, and talking.
- Yeah?
Superintendent's in there now.
Hey, kid.
Boy, am I glad
you're not as dead
as I thought you were.
Detective Wysocki,
I'd like you to meet
officer Chris Collier.
Chris... that's going to take
some getting used to.
You remember much?
I remember seeing Hugh Killian
shoot that juror.
I remember Elizabeth
shooting me.
That's more than enough to
seal the deal with Killian.
Great.
Can I have a word?
Absolutely.
You get some rest.
Your family's coming in
later tonight.
Oh, hey.
I finally get to tell them
I'm not a total screw up.
No, you are Chicago police.
And a good one.
What's up?
Where do we stand
with Hugh Killian?
He's giving us
Alderman Gibbons.
And what have we agreed
to give him?
It's still being negotiated.
Okay, great.
Break off negations.
Offer him nothing.
What?
Hugh Killian might be the man
that killed my brother Vincent.
- What?
- Yeah, look at it.
At the very least
he knows who did it.
- Where did you get this?
- Alderman Gibbons.
- Gibbons? Gibbons?!
- I know. I know.
- Come on, he's playing you.
- I know,
but it doesn't mean
that it's not the truth.
And this photo doesn't
mean that it is.
So what, your brother drank
at the same bar
with some Irish gangsters
one night. Come on.
Vinnie, Vinnie was,
Vinnie was undercover
with the Russians
not the Irish.
Well, they're not
mutually exclusive, Jarek.
No, when this photo was taken,
they were, okay?
The Irish were trying
to force the Russians out.
So there's no way.
Do not let Gibbons screw
with your head, Jarek.
Gibbons knows that
we have Killian.
He knows that we're going
to get him to roll.
If I find nothing, fine,
send the guy to the Bahamas.
I will chip in for the sunblock,
but until then, no deals.
You've got to give me
some more time.
Jarek, I wouldn't
be giving you time.
I'd be giving Gibbons time.
- Don't do... don't-don't...
- And that's all he wants.
He wants time to regroup.
He wants time to force me
out of office.
We would just be destroying
everything we worked so hard...
You want Gibbons so bad, that you are
willing to do a deal with a cop killer.
Yeah. You are willing
to do a deal...
Look, I understand, I understand
this is about your brother.
- Yes, it's about my brother.
- I understand that, I understand that.
And I promise, I promise you
that I will continue
putting department resources
into solving your
brother's murder.
But I will not throw
away my one shot
at a corrupt politician
over a 15-year-old photo
that doesn't prove anything.
So what was our deal?
Any case that I want, yeah?
I choose this case... the murder
of my brother, Vincent Wysocki.
And I have a suspect.
- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do. - You do not.
Well, then you
don't have me. I quit.
Hey.
Back off.
Court county sheriffs will
be taking custody of Killian.
They'll have him back
at the grand jury by 4:30.
That's cutting it close.
I want him to go on record
before court closes today.
I'll see if they
can move it up.
To winning one.
To winning one.
For once.
You know, there's something
about justice being served
that always makes me
crave a steak.
Well, if you're
asking me to dinner,
then it would have
to be just for dinner.
Aw, no dessert? Really?
Okay, I will stop fooling around
if you will grant me one date...
Just one...
with flowers and candles
and Shakespearean sonnets
and a lot more wine than this.
You know I can't do that.
Look, I know that you feel
like you've got to be
the best at what you do.
There are none of us who are any
good that feel any differently.
But you can't let the job
be your whole life, Teresa.
And things like this
don't come along that often.
Well, I know that if
I went out on a date,
than I'd probably want
to go out on another one,
and then another one.
So far I'm liking
the sound of this scenario.
And then at some point,
the press would cry
conflict of interest.
And a scandal would break.
And then everything
that I have worked
so hard for since the academy,
would be taken away from me
without a second thought.
And they would never hire
another woman for this job,
because they would say the first one
was too weak to control her hormones
with an FBI special
Agent in charge.
Even though he was handsome.
And funny.
And things like this don't
come around all that often.
So you... you want me
to quit my job?
Boys.
Wysocki.
Jaghole mobster gets
luxury hotel suite,
working man gets
folding chairs. Yeah?
Thanks.
Shut up. Shut up.
Shut up.
Shut up.
I'm going to take this
towel off your mouth.
You're not going to
say anything, okay?
You're just going to
answer my question.
- All right? You got that?
- Mm-hmm.
Turn around.
Nice and slow.
Get down on your knees.
Get on your knees.
Hugh kill-a-man.
You know who that is?
The handsome one?
That's me.
The other one.
Him?
He's a dirty cop we did
business with back in the day.
Who told you he was a cop?
He did.
That's a lie.
That's a lie, that's a lie,
- that's a lie.
- It's not a lie.
- It's not a lie.
- Don't you lie to me.
Mm?
A-all right.
Hey.
I'm lying. It's...
I'm a liar.
- Just give me the truth.
- The truth?
You want the truth.
Huh? Vincent was as dirty
as the day is long.
Ballsy, though.
Ballsy as hell.
Walked right into
Terry Foley's shop,
said he was in bed
with the Russians.
Did we want to know where
the next three deals
were going to go down?
Showed us his badge.
First three were for free.
And after that, for months,
he'd feed us intel before
he fed it back to the cops.
We'd get there first.
Stomp some russkies.
That's it.
Did you kill my brother?
What?
- Did you kill my brother?
- Your brother?
Vincent
was your brother?
Jarek.
Evers, stay out of this.
Officer, I'd like
to report an intruder.
Jarek, put the gun down. What
are you doing? Are you nuts?
Answer the question.
I got a deal.
Signed and sealed.
I can't be prosecuted
for anything I say here.
Of course, given
the circumstances,
I doubt anything I say here
could be used against
me in court anyway, so...
I'll answer your question.
No. I didn't kill your brother.
Who did?
How the hell should I know?
Was it the Irish?
Huh?
What would we do it for?
We're in business together.
Your brother catching bullets
made things a lot harder on us.
- Answer it!
- What?
Answer your phone, right now.
Just leave the
line open for a minute.
Okay, the timeline
will be a little off,
but he called you
from his hotel room.
Wanted to unburden himself
to you about your brother
before he went away.
You asked me to meet
you down here. Okay?
Yeah? All right,
that's... that's good.
That's crap.
He assaulted me.
You don't look
too bad off to me.
You're a witness.
Yeah. I'm his witness.
You ready?
Let's get out of here.
I know it's crazy
right now, but...
I had to see you.
Look at that beautiful face.
You know, some days it's
about the only thing
that gets me through my day.
Lilly...
There's no easy
way to say this.
We can't have any contact
with each other, sweetheart.
You mean for now, right?
I'm not blaming you.
They grabbed me at the airport.
I was getting out of town
like you said.
I know you were.
I know you were.
- You think I said something
to the superintendent. - No.
I would never say
anything to her.
I don't care what she
threatens me with.
Hey, Lilly, you are
precious to me.
I got to protect you from this.
Now, situations like this,
feelings get all twisted.
People who care about each other
end up hurting each other.
Listen to me.
I won't let that
happen with us.
I won't.
Wait...
The best thing
that you ever did
for me was to trust me.
Don't take that away from me.
Please.
Oh, girl.
I'll do anything.
- Karen?
- Jarek.
Can I come in?
Are you still teaching?
Subbing. Um,
English, mostly.
Yeah? Sometimes I do history,
but not too often.
You're doing okay financially,
though, yeah?
Yeah. Enough. Why?
Karen, this house was
paid off in full in 1997.
So?
So...
Who's he?
Detective Caleb Evers, ma'am.
He's my partner.
Are you here as Vincent's
brother or as a cop?
As a friend.
We can trust him.
Karen,
where do you find $75,000
two months after Vinnie dies?
I can't...
You can't what?
Vincent said never to tell you.
Tell me what, Karen?
That he was dirty?
Yeah, well, I already know.
He said that it would
break your heart.
Do you know... do you know
what he was doing?
No.
Um, he had money.
A box full of cash.
He kept it here for safety.
But when he died...
Well...
You know. His wife and Vonda
would get the pension, but...
As the mistress,
you get nothing.
Yeah, I know, I get it. I do.
He always said that
he would figure out
a way to take care of me.
I'm so sorry.
I know Vincent loved you,
you know. I do.
Can I see it?
It used to be
packed to the top.
I paid off the mortgage,
took a little bit
here and there.
I've been trying
to make it last, but
it's been a while.
This is an evidence tag.
You have any idea
what it's for?
No.
It's from Vincent's
old station.
The second Killian
is done testifying
to the grand jury,
he's all yours.
Is the tactical team
on standby to arrest Gibbons?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Tactical team?
What, you don't think
he's going to go quietly?
Oh, I think he will.
But every now and again,
you gotta spank 'em in public
to prove a point.
Gibbons has me running
back and forth
for these advocacy groups
and I still don't know
my way around.
What's she doing here?
Call every available
sheriff now.
Squad, we need cars on...
Next time, go around.
Oh... he's gonna kill me.
Hank, check us in.
I need cars 26 and...
Gun! Gun!
Watch her!
We need an ambulance.
Lock this place down, right now!
Lock it down!
Gibbons was the only one
with enough pull to know
when we were moving Killian.
He put you up to this.
Alderman Ronin Gibbons
is a great man.
And now you'll never
be able to destroy him.
You are a sad woman for
believing what he's selling.
- Now look at you.
- That's right.
Look at me.
Take her.
With Killian
gone, our case against
Gibbons falls apart.
But we have the ledgers.
Elizabeth can authenticate
them, tie them to Gibbons.
There's no way she's going
to want to help us, not with
all the years that I'm throwing
at her for shooting you.
Then cut her a deal.
No. There's nothing more
important than punishing someone
who shoots a cop.
I don't care
if she goes free,
for shooting me.
I got into this to get Gibbons.
What else did I get shot for?
And if Elizabeth
can put him away,
give her anything she wants.
You know there were a couple
of times when I wondered
if you were up to this job?
Me, too.
My dad is dead.
So unless whatever
deal you're offering
brings him back,
I'm not interested.
We'd be willing to give you
the same deal
that your father agreed to.
Wow, you guys must be
really desperate.
No.
Look, I understand you're
feeling a lot of rage right now.
And believe me,
I know how difficult it is
to lose someone
who's very close to you.
But I think the very best
thing for you to do right now
is to focus all of that anger
onto the person who
actually deserves it.
Gibbons put all of his focus
onto a lovestruck aide.
And he gave her the direct order
to shoot and kill your father.
What?
One of Gibbons' people
shot my father?
His lover.
Did you ever
witness your father, or anyone,
conducting any
illegal activities
with Alderman Ronin Gibbons?
You mean, was I standing there?
No. I-I just did the books.
Gibbons' name is
in this ledger.
Can you connect him to
any of your father's
illegal activities?
No. Not directly.
But you can show us
how the money works,
how it got to Gibbons.
Yes.
She's just few degrees
too far removed to
make it stick.
That is gonna be enough
to dismantle the Irish mob
in Chicago.
But it might not be enough
to put Gibbons away.
So, what do you think
all this stuff is?
It's insurance.
And he stored it all
as evidence
right in his station house.
Smart.
You still have a vcr?
Yeah.
All right, it's, uh,
it's 3:25 in the morning,
December 4, 1996.
My name is Detective
Vincent Wysocki.
And I'm making
this tape in the event
that anything should
happen to me.
I've been taking payoffs
from more than one
criminal organization.
But it didn't start
out like that.
I've been working undercover
for the last eight months
trying to bring down
these Russian gunrunners.
But the, uh, bureaucracy
was taking too long.
And I saw an opportunity
to pit one criminal organization
against another.
And I took it.
And I know that what I've done
is wrong and stupid.
And now all I want to do
is get out.
The, uh, information
that I've gathered
during my time engaged
in criminal activities
dwarfs anything that
I was able to do
with legitimate
law enforcement.
And it's my plan to use that
information
to escape from the situation
that I found myself in.
If I don't succeed,
then there's a...
Daddy?
Vonda, kiddo,
what are you doing up?
I had a nightmare.
Go back to sleep, huh?
I'm scared.
Did you say your prayers?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah?
You want to say 'em again?
Okay.
Okay, let's go say 'em again.
Let's go. Come on.
Terry Foley.
A lot of these people
are already dead.
And some of them aren't.
- Jarek?
- Yeah?
Where is she?
She's with the mayor.
Yeah?
How long she been in there?
Not long.
Good.
Excuse me.
No!
It's a police emergency.
- The daughter is...
- Can I help you?!
- Detective?
- No, but I can help you.
- He's one of yours?
- Yes, I am.
Did you fire her yet?
No, she's resigning,
but you, I'm gonna fire.
What's your name?
Detective Jarek Wysocki.
Did you resign yet?
- No, not yet.
- Good, don't.
We got Gibbons dead-bang.
I got wiretaps,
surveillance photos,
detailed logs of him
doing business
with known organized
crime figures.
- You got all that?
- Yes.
Ronin Gibbons is
not that sloppy.
Not now he's not, but 15 years
ago he was very sloppy.
I mean, some of it is past
statutes of limitations,
but not everything.
What time does the grand jury
close shop?
I came across some things
Vincent left behind.
Some information in
which he made it...
In which he made it clear
he'd done some things
he wasn't very proud of.
What kind of things?
He took money.
What?
Your brother was not
that kind of cop.
Ooh, I wish that wasn't true,
pops, but it is.
Why are you telling us this?
Because, sweetie,
the information your father
left behind is gonna be used
as evidence to indict
and convict Alderman Gibbons.
But if you use it in court,
everybody's gonna know
dad was dirty.
They're gonna drag his name
through the gutter
after all these years?
You have to stop them, Jarek.
It's not them, pops, it's me.
It's already done.
The truth about Vince
and his evidence, I've
already handed it over.
You needed to talk to me first.
If I did that, I wouldn't have
been able to do it.
Get out of my house.
Uncle Jarek.
You did what you had to.
Let me start by saying
that no one wanted Teresa Colvin
to succeed more than I did,
but superintendent Colvin
has failed in her leadership.
She has failed in her mission
to root out corruption
in the city.
On superintendent Colvin's
watch,
innocent life has been lost,
and she has proven herself
to be as ineffective
and as feckless as the morally
bankrupt so-called leaders
that came before her.
It is time for us to vote
on the recommendation
that Teresa Colvin be separated
from the Chicago police
department.
Let's do the roll call.
Ah, I see the superintendent
has changed her mind
about attending these meetings.
And I assume you have
a statement you'd like to make.
I certainly do.
Half an hour ago, a grand jury
delivered an indictment
listing over 30 charges
against Alderman Gibbons,
from bribery to conspiracy
to commit murder.
Stand up, please.
I have this one.
Come on.
Alderman Ronin Gibbons,
you are under arrest
for bribery,
conspiracy and extortion.
I am innocent of every one
of these charges.
Is this about your ethics
investigation?
Of course it is.
This is retaliation
for the fact I've been demanding
accountability and transparency
in the Chicago police department
and the state's attorney's
office.
So once again, we have
a political assassination,
only this time by the pen
and the gavel
rather than by a gun!
This assassination
can and will be undone!
A Chicago jury
will never convict me.
They haven't seen
my evidence yet.
Be that as it may,
I will fight this
and I will fight you.
I would expect nothing less.
Your days in Chicago
are numbered, Teresa.
Whatever the number,
it's more than yours.
Oh, Chris, sweetheart,
why didn't you tell us?
I couldn't tell anyone.
I can't believe
we've got you back, son.
How about Mexico?
Tall drinks, sandy beaches...
That sounds good.
It falls...
It falls on top of him.
So, you've
never been married?
Ah, work has always kept me
too busy.
You?
I was engaged once.
It didn't pan out.
So how long
you been in Chicago for?
Mmm.
A couple of days.
Convention.
Different one than yours.
When are you leaving?
I go back to Denver tomorrow.
So you're staying at the hotel?
Yeah, convention runs
through Sunday.
And then back
to good ol' Pittsburgh.
Are you staying here, too?
No, I'm a couple blocks away,
but I've always wanted
to see this place.
I heard the rooms
have great views.
Oh, yeah.
Mine looks right out
over the lake.
- Toilet paper,
towel, washcloth,
top sheet, bottom sheet.
I'm fine. Thank you.
Blanket.
Officer, I said I'm fine.
Thank you.