01x05 - Above and Beyond

[bunniefuu]

A maverick billionaire...!!!!!!

My name is Gideon Reeves.

I built an empire making
rockets, computers, robots...

Made over $100 billion.

Know how I did it?

I'm an engineer.

Touched by tragedy...

- The money!
- No!

My friend has been sh*t!

Where the hell are you people?!

Takes on the biggest
engineering challenge

of his career...

I want justice for
Elliot James Sully.

Give me the 13th
district to run.

A civilian can't take
over a police district.

They can, with a special
appointment from this committee.

To revolutionize a
police force...

Technology doesn't
solve cases, cops do.

You haven't met my technology.

Wow.

And save a city.

You guys are my partners.

We're gonna change the world.

No, first you make me dinner,

then we get comfortable.

Yeah, I'll be over in a second.

Uh-huh.

Okay. Love you, too.

All right, bye.

The mayor's office asked me

to do a comprehensive legal
review of all of your cases.

I have to say, I see a
lot of problems there.

No. Check the paper. Did
you mean a lot of success?

- Crime is down across the district.
- It's true.

- We're down eight percent.
- Well, anybody can

generate good numbers if they
want to break the rules.

Break the rules? How are we br...?
What?

Did you even consult a lawyer

before you sh*t a
man with a drone?

Or before you set up a
completely unorthodox

surveillance system?

We're doing things better.

We're making the city safer.

Safer. Oh.

What about the giant
expl*si*n in the middle

of the city last week?

Was that safer?

That's a matter of perspective.

- Hmm.
- Look,

we both know that this is
as much about the fact

that your ex-wife works
here than it is about

anything that I'm doing.

My marriage has nothing
to do with this.

This is about your blatant
disregard for the law.

Oh, and, Mr. Reeves,

I'll see you at the mayor's
office on Thursday.

We'll determine which of those
cases will be dismissed.

I suggest you come prepared.

Oh, you've stepped in it now.

I just... Oh, my...

This is...

They're seriously
gonna let bad guys go

for the sake of politics?

You embarrassed the mayor when
you took over the district.

He wants payback.

I've been around a long
time, and I'm telling you

there's only one way out
of a situation like this.

Is it a k*ller robot?

Tell me it's a k*ller robot.
I'll build one.

No. Bottom line is,
we need a win.

Something big enough that the A.S.A.
and the mayor

can't take the political
hit and use it against us.

Yeah, he didn't take anything.

Seems crazy. I mean, what's
a guy like that thinking?

Yo, Gideon, we need your help.

Boy, if I had a dollar for
every time I heard that,

I'd be a... Oh, that's right.
I already am.

Got a case that
came in last night.

- A weird one.
- Yeah.

Some nutjob sh*t up an ATM
last night about 8:00.

Alarm goes off, we respond.

He's just standing there,

waiting, g*n on the
ground, hands up.

All right, don't take
this the wrong way.

Sounds like a case where
you don't need my help.

- I think he did it.
- Yeah, we got that.

The thing is, he says he was
trying to get our attention,

'cause he needs to talk to you.

He made over 50 APB calls,

but they all got dispatched
to the 21st district.

They ignored 'em. He called here

a bunch, too, but the desk
wouldn't connect him.

Guess he figured
committing a crime

in the 13th was the only way.

Mr. Reeves.

Thanks for coming.

Hello.

Mr. Reeves, you've been
an inspiration to me.

Oh.

Um...

An inspiration to sh**t an ATM?

Yeah, I'm, uh... I'm sorry about that.
I just, um...

- I just didn't know what to do.
- Okay.

Then why exactly did you
need to talk to me?

Well, it's my daughter, Maya.

She was a student at the
University of Chicago.

And last year, she started
to experiment with dr*gs.

And we tried to intervene,

but, uh, she had a stroke.

She survived,

but she's just, um...

she's learning how
to talk again.

I'm so sorry. Um, uh...

I still don't understand, though.
Why...

I just felt like I
had to do something.

Right?

She O.D.'d on a drug
called Hi-town.

It's a synthetic heroin
and methamphetamine.

The doctors said that that
particular combination

causes accidental
overdoses all the time.

Yeah, it's true.

The meth keeps the kids
up and doing more.

The opiates kick in,
knocks 'em to their knees,

- but no one's sure who deals it.
- And that's what I wanted to find out.

I want to stop the guy who
gave this drug to my daughter

before he hurts
someone else's kid.

And then I saw what you
did for your friend,

and how you found his k*ller.

I went to MIT, too.

Class of '90.

I don't know. I
guess I just, um...

Wanted to do the same thing.

Yeah. I'm not quite
the engineer you are,

certainly not a billionaire.

All I got for my trouble
was a-a b*ating

from some street dealers.

Look, I know I'm gonna go to
prison for what I did yesterday.

I'm okay with that,
but I, um, uh...

I'm asking you, please,
just-just go to my home.

I've got files.
I've got evidence.

Just please, just take a look.

Rookie, you write this
many moving violations,

I'll give you a
police medal myself.

Don't. Don't encourage
him, Bernie.

Come on. What was that?

What was what? I was
getting us ticket books.

You take four, they
expect you to fill four.

Cobb! Reyes!

Yeah.

What b*at are you
guys working today?

Uh, we're on a traffic car.

I have a special
assignment for you.

Our tact team's been
running down some leads

on possible fugitives
in the district.

What do you need us for?

Ada here's got a new
way to skin the cat.

So I programmed a way to cross-check
records and find people

who've been changing aliases to
stay out of federal databases.

Okay.

Well, which means what?

Probable fugitives. We got
a hit in the district,

a Reggie Walker on
51st and Damen.

According to our records,
he's only existed for

the past seven years.

I'm gonna send his info
to your squad car now.

He dangerous?

Yeah, there a chance this
guy eats people or what?

He's not hiding from the
FBI because he's an angel.

Look, I'm gonna level with you.

The district could use a
little good publicity.

You guys reel in a big fish,

it gives the mayor
something to brag about

- and leave us all alone.
- Okay.

But if the guy turns
out to be a cannibal,

I'm feeding him the
rookie here first.

Thank you for coming.

I'm so sorry for any
trouble Robert caused.

He didn't tell me what
he was going to do.

Oh, that's all right.

We've all wanted to sh**t
an ATM at some point.

Is this everything?

Um, I think so, yes.

It was all printed out and
organized just in case you came.

I have to ask... was your husband
ever violent before this?

Oh, God, no. Robert...

He was always in his head,
always inventing things,

and fiddling around on his
computer, and, well...

And the apple didn't
fall far from the tree.

Those are all of Maya's
science fair awards.

We were both so proud. I...

The man who gave
her those dr*gs...

He broke our little girl.

Since the stroke,

she hasn't said a word.

I just don't know

how it all went so wrong.

Well...

that's exactly what we're
gonna try to figure out.

Let me just get this straight.

You want to take on a
sh*t-in-the-dark drug case

for a vigilante now?

Well, there might be more
positive ways of put...

Yeah, that sounds about right.

Look, we found some
evidence from Mr. Ruiz.

Not a lot, but he did find

the major points of
sale for Hi-town.

I mean, it's a start.

A start? Remember our talk about

doing something to make
us popular at City Hall?

Any of that ring a bell?

That sounds familiar,
yes, but this...

People are dying, Captain.

This Hi-town stuff...
It's poison.

I know that, but, Murphy,

you know that trying to hit a
major drug dealer is tough

under the best

of circumstances, and this is

far from the best circumstances.

Didn't JFK say something

about doing things
because they're hard?

And it didn't end well for
him, either, as I recall.

I said we needed a win,
not an uphill battle.

But how hard can it be?

They're selling the stuff.

Someone has money,
someone has dr*gs.

They trade the money for
the dr*gs, and then

we catch somebody, and
then we work our way up.

Oh.

Is that all there is to it?

Murphy, maybe you should

give Mr. Reeves here a little
lesson in the local drug trade.

I'm on it, Captain.

Seriously, I don't see

why this is necessary.

I know. That's why we're here.

What are we even looking
for, urban blight?

Yeah, I-I see it.

It's-it's an American tragedy.

Can you just shut up?

All right, right there.

That car...

That's the buyer.

How can you tell?

'Cause she's not driving
five miles an hour

just to take in the
beautiful scenery.

Okay, that guy...
He's the lookout.

He watches out for the cops.

And that one right there...

He steers the buyer
to the banker.

That's the banker?

That's quite a title for a guy
with such ill-fitting pants.

The banker never touches
the dr*gs, just the money.

That's the slinger.

He handles the dr*gs.

What is he, 12?

Probably younger.

Okay. So now who do you arrest?

The banker for taking
cash from a guy at a car?

Or the little kid with
$30 worth of dr*gs?

Well, there has
to be more dr*gs.

Sure, under a rock
somewhere in this lot.

Even if you do manage an arrest,

good luck getting any
of these guys to talk.

Those guys aren't afraid of jail.
They're planning on it.

There has to be some
connection to the higher-ups,

- some way...
- They're not here.

They're at home,
counting their cash.

But they do touch the cash.

Yeah. But, I mean, good luck
trying to trace it back to them.

All right, challenge accepted.

Says here Mr. Reggie
Walker lives in number 2.

Sounds about right.

So we really don't have any
idea what this guy did?

No. Just that he's living
under a fake name.

The idea is we're gonna
find the guy, talk to him,

find out what he's done.

Or we'll just find out
that the guy's got

a typo on his driver's license.

I don't know. Looks
pretty official to me.

Yeah. So did the warrant
that I had to serve

on a six-year-old last
year for reckless driving.

Trust me, nothing screws
up like a computer.

We're not gonna
find any bad guys.

Mr. Walker!

Reggie Walker! CPD!

We got a workplace listed.
We could check that out.

- Shut up.
- Hey, just 'cause I'm new...

No, shut up.

Do you hear that?

No! Stop!

Stop!

Police!

1312 emergency.

Black male, white
T-shirt, blue jeans,

heading southbound on Damen.

Suspect is crossing 51st!

1312, uh, we lost him
down the alley by 52nd.

Sure looked like
a bad guy to me.

I've been going through the
stuff that we got from Ruiz.

He's been able to I.D. some
of the smaller dealers,

but there's nothing we can
really build a case on.

Well, as long as we
know who's selling,

I think we're in business.

So you said the higher-ups
aren't touching the dr*gs,

but the cash finds
its way to them.

Yeah, but, I mean...

All right, Pete,
show her the money.

Mm-hmm.

So, the idea...

is to dust each bill

with this ultra-fine
tracing powder.

That way,

anyone who touches the
money will also get

the dust on themselves.

And then we trace the cash,

figure out exactly
where it's going.

Yeah, I get it. I mean, trace
powder's been around for years.

We can't exactly put the
whole entire district

- under a black light.
- Don't need to.

You don't see this powder
with a black light.

You see it with these.

- Goggles?
- No.

Augmented reality glasses,

thank you very much. We use them

in materials science

to check for UV radiation leak.

But, as in most cases, I have
something much cooler in mind.

Try those on.

Cool. Now, that camera

right there picks up
light wavelengths

that your eye can't see.

And we process the image

and project it into the goggles.

Wow.

What do you think?

I think we're gonna
catch some bad guys.

All right,

listen up.

Our C.I.s are out
now, buying Hi-town

from all the known drug
dealers in the district.

I want everyone to remember
we are just surveilling.

No arrests, no chasing,

nothing to interrupt the
normal flow of business.

So, we see some scumbag just
out in the open selling,

they're supposed to get a pass?

Right now, we're just
after the big fish.

Our job is to watch and
learn, with these.

I don't need those.

You do, because they're
gonna be feeding data

back to the station.

The more that you guys see,
the more that we learn.

And the closer we get

to putting a heartless

son of a bitch out of business.

They're serious
with these things?

Yeah.

Do I look like Bono in these?

Not even in your wildest dreams.

Uh, hey, Squad, 1305.

I am wearing the glasses.

There a problem?

Just not seeing
anything special.

Think they're broken.

Well, try turning
onto Fowler Street.

And, Ada,

show Officer Brandt the light.

Whoa.

Nice.

Are we tripping?

It sure as hell looks like that.

We're getting exactly what we need.
Keep going.

_

Okay, everybody ready?

We've been gathering data
since the bills went out,

and this is what we've got.

These are all the locations
where the dye has been spotted.

We've narrowed it down to
some major focal points.

Some of these are nightclubs,

where the dealers
are doing business.

Others are flophouses, where
the dealers are crashing.

But it's looking
more and more like

the center of the money and
the headquarters for Hi-town

is at this house

in Bridgeport.

Who lives there?

Marcos Cruz.

Priors for possession.

Indicted twice for drug
trafficking, never convicted.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we have a loser.

Ah, Mr. Ruiz.

So I have some news.

We believe we found the man

who's been selling the drug
that hurt your daughter.

His name is Marcos Cruz, and
he's a dealer in Bridgeport.

We're planning the bust now.

I knew, I knew you could do it.

I just, I...

I knew it.

Mr. Reeves, you have
no idea what it's like

when the police tell you that
there's nothing they can do.

Oh, don't be too hard on them.
You know, it's a tough job.

So, I also want to
talk about you.

Um, Cook County Savings is
very upset about their ATM.

What I did was wrong. I just...

I didn't know what else to do.

Well, it helps that you
didn't steal any money.

Also helps that I have a, uh,
very large account there, so...

they're not going to be
pressing any charges.

Really?

Yes. If you pay a fine

and take an anger
management class,

where I guess they... teach
you not to sh**t at ATMs.

All right, the desk officer
will let you out shortly.

Mr. Reeves,

um, at MIT,

d-did you take, uh, Principles
of Engineering Practice

with Professor Vickers?

Of course. First class.

Remember what the
professor used to say:

define the problem properly
and the solution...

Will present itself.

Words to live by.

Yeah.

I was beginning to
lose faith in that.

So, thank you.

We got the search warrant.

Tact team's suiting up now.

Well, then I believe we have
a drug dealer to arrest.

Shall we?

So this is Reggie Walker's
place of employment?

What kind of criminal works
at a medical clinic?

Well, I'm just guessing
here, but, you know,

probably the kind
that steals dr*gs.

Did you graduate
from the academy

or am I just being punk'd?

Well, actually, at the academy,

they told us to
explore every theory.

Well, I'm gonna give
you a little lesson

that you-you didn't
pick up there.

It's called How My
Dad d*ed, okay?

He was in a nursing home.

It was, like, about a
half-step up from this one.

And that was all I could afford.

Place was a scam, basically.

They'd just stick
people in beds to die,

while the staff got
high in the back.

Pops d*ed of an infection
within six months.

There's a special place in hell
for people who prey on the sick.

And I think that this son of
a bitch is gonna burn in it.

Uh, this is a copy of
Reggie's work I.D.

Uh, it's the only photo we have.

He mostly kept to himself.

We were really surprised
he didn't come in today.

I don't think he's ever
missed a day of work.

Well, we think he
might have fled.

Do you know where he might be?

Not really.

I think he's from Texas.

Somewhere down south.

Uh, you know, he was kind
of a quiet type, so...

Yeah, I bet he was.

Okay, uh, well, if you
can think of anything,

just give us a call.

You know, actually,
there's one thing.

He used to feed the
homeless down under the "L"

at, uh, Douglas Park,
uh, three times a week.

Good to know.

Thank you.

Hey, do you think
that's something?

Do I think it's something?
Yes, I think it's something.

There are drug addicts
in Douglas Park,

to whom he might
be selling dr*gs.

Have you ever just, like,
watched a cop show on TV?

Anything? Nothing?

Let's stay safe and
secure the house

as quickly as we can. I
don't want any dr*gs

going down the toilet or
the garbage disposal.

And make sure that the
tact team is briefed

on the breaching device.

All right? That thing
packs a punch.

Don't worry. We're gonna
play nice with your toys.

Okay, let's do this.

Fire in the hole!

Breaching! Clear!

Chicago police!

Upstairs clear!

Kitchen clear!

Get your hands up!

- Hands where I can see them!
- I'm unarmed.

Get on the ground!

Go ahead, get on the ground.

Get...

on the ground.

Now!

You know, you're
making a big mistake.

Cuff him.

I'm gonna check the house.

No Hi-town in the house.

Anything here?

Just about to check.

Care to join?

Hey, Murph.

Looks like we hit the jackpot.

How much?

There's 50, 60 kilos.

Whoa.

What's the jail time on that?

I'd say Marcos is gonna spend
a long time in a little room.

Detective.

I hope you got a warrant
for that property.

What the hell are
you talking about?

- The shed...
- Ada.

- Belongs to my neighbor.
- No, that-that...

that can't be right.

No, he's right.

According to the county, that's
across the property line.

So if you see anything
in there you don't like,

you're probably gonna
have to talk to him.

'Cause it ain't mine.

Mr. Murphy, is there any way
you can work with us on this?

We're talking about a
major drug dealer.

Captain, I'm sorry, but there's
nothing I can do here.

The neighbor's 90.

He called the shed

"a little house that showed
up in his backyard one day."

It's on his property,
in his name.

Okay, let me get this straight.

You think that Mr. Leeds,
in between eating oatmeal

and tending to his giant
collection of old newspapers,

is also Chicago's biggest dealer
of a synthetic designer drug?

Come on, Scott,

are you really gonna get hung
up on a few inches of property?

You know he did it. Help us out.

Okay, legally there's
nothing we can do here,

because you had no warrant for Mr.
Leeds' property.

He even said the shed is his.

So you're letting Marcos walk?

No, no, you're letting him walk,

because you went in there and
you went off half-cocked.

How is this justice?

I know that you want to
score a win with the mayor,

embarrass this district
in front of the city...

He's got you making false
accusations now, too, huh?

Maybe we should stop arguing and
try to find a damn solution.

Like it or not...

And believe me, I don't...

if Scott needs a stronger case,

it's up to us

to give it to him.

I can't believe this.

I just, I can't believe it.

He had the dr*gs.

Well, and he knew

how to work the
system, you know?

Use our rules against us.

I'm afraid that...

the law is not engineered to
catch guys like Marcos Cruz.

So this is all for nothing.

Hey, we're not giving up.

But for now, uh...

You did what you could.

Thank you.

Unbelievable.

What?

Any decent person

looks around here, they
see a tragedy, right?

And then there's Reggie Walker,

who sees a business opportunity.

Doesn't seem like the crowd
for prescription meds.

Are you kidding me?

If you're sleeping
in a cardboard box

and somebody comes along,
offers you a chemical vacation

from your crappy life,

I don't care what it is,
you're gonna take it.

What do we got here?

This, my friend,
is Reggie Walker

and a big fat dope arrest.

Let's go.

Here you go, man.

Mr. Walker?

Yeah, I suggest you stick around
unless you want to get tased.

- Please, I didn't do anything.
- You didn't do anything?

You're just that
innocent kind of guy

who walks away from
the police, right?

Just check the bag, will you?

What's your name, man?

Reggie Walker.

Your real name, buddy.

We found you in our database.

My name is Todd Washington.

I'm a physician.

I was indicted in 1995
for stealing medicine.

There it is. See, Reyes?
The guy's been dealing.

No, it's not what you think.

It was expired AIDS medication.

The hospital was just
gonna throw it away,

so I broke in and gave
them to the patients.

Wait, what?

It's insulin.

And sandwiches.

I like the ham.

Please, could you just at
least let me finish up here

before you arrest me?

These guys won't get
their meds otherwise.

- You mean the evidence.
- All right, check the top pocket...

I've got every last receipt.

Look, I know what's
on my record.

I also know what's not on it.

I'm not a criminal.

I'm just trying to help people.

Hey, bud, come here.

Mom wants another hug.

- Mwah! You have any more homework?
- A little.

All right, well, why
don't you go back,

and I want you to work
until you got none.

Okay.

That smile doesn't fool me.
What's wrong?

Nothing. It's just a long day.

It's Scott, okay?

I feel like... I feel like

he's using his position
to get back at me.

Get back at you how?

By investigating the
13th for misconduct.

Look, I know it's his job, I
just feel like, I don't know,

he's making it personal.

Qué idiota.

What does Gideon

- have to say about it?
- Gideon?

You're calling him Gideon?

He's not my boss.

Also, he likes my cooking.
That makes us friends.

Well?

Gideon has his own
battles to fight.

Then he's lucky to
have you by his side.

Mi Cubanita fuerte.

Detective Murphy.

Detective, it's Diana
Ruiz, Robert's wife.

Something's happened.

He went out, left me a message

saying if anything
happened to him

that he loved me, that I
should kiss Maya for him.

Where is he now?

I don't know. That's
why I called.

Okay, I'm on my way.

Murphy.

Gideon, it's me.
We have a problem.

I'll be back.

Thank you so much for coming.

Did he tell you anything else,
anything that might help us?

No. He was in here
before he left.

He was on the computer.

Yes, which is
password-protected.

Can you, I don't know, hack it?

Well, man as smart as Robert,

that's, uh, not that simple.

Please. I know him.

He was talking like
he's desperate.

We need to do something.

I know, I know, I know that.

- C-Could I take this computer?
- Yes.

Ada, I need you to get
down to the station now,

with Pete and, uh... computers.

- Which computers?
- All the computers.

I need to bypass some pretty
serious encryption. Go.

Gideon, we let him out of jail.

- If anything happens...
- I know. Just drive.

Bernie, my love, can you
connect me to Conrad, please?

Captain's busy. Something
I can do for you?

No. It's-it's important.

He's got us working this
federal fugitive thing.

You want me to leave
him another message?

No, I have to talk to somebody.

Well, you can either
schedule an appointment

to talk with a shrink, or you
can keep talking. I'm all ears.

All right. The thing is,

we found the guy,
and we-we thought

he was kind of this, you
know, drug trafficker,

but it turns out he was...

he was stealing AIDS
dr*gs for poor people.

That's his story?

Yeah. We checked it out.

I mean, he was in Texas,
he hit some hospital,

took, like, 400 grand
worth of meds.

People were dying. They
were just gonna throw

- those dr*gs away...
- That's enough.

Anyway, the guy's been
working at this clinic

for, like, ten years.

He's changing bedpans
and stuff, no problems.

I-I guess we can bring the guy in.
It's just...

Captain tell you
to bring him in?

Yes.

Then bring him in.

Just thinking,

I know I'm a rookie
and all, but...

maybe we should do
a perimeter check.

Good call, rook.

He's running an AES 256-bit.
We can't get in

this way unless you have
a friend at the NSA.

- Gideon, do you think...
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, working on it.

If the front door's locked,
might as well try the back.

There's no FDE on
his backup drive,

so a regex scan
of the plaintext,

- it might turn up the crypto-key.
- No.

It might turn up the cryp...

- Check it out!
- Okay, fine.

Oh, wait, you're right.

It unlocked the encryption.

Sorry for yelling.

Ooh, yeah, looks like

he got a lot of his
information from us here.

Police scanner.

Probably the smart move.

He also put a tracking
device on Cruz's car.

- There's a lot of GPS data here.
- Cool.

- Put it up on the board.
- Okay, this data's a mess.

I'm trying to piece it together.

Well, maybe you should
invent digital duct tape.

"Maybe you should..." Actually,
that's a pretty good idea.

Okay. There. That's
where the path stops.

That's where he stopped tracking

and he shut down
around 35 minutes ago.

All right, I'm on it.
Send backup.

The hell is this?

All we know is Robert
tracked Marcos' crews here.

He own the place?

No, the city does.
It's condemned.

See those chlorine containers?

Sure looks like someone's
been using it.

Probably where they're
cooking the junk.

Either that or swimming in
a spacious indoor pool.

We know what Robert drives?

Hybrid, according
to his wife, but...

I don't see one here.

Gideon,

- do you want to check out back?
- On it.

All righty. I spy

with my HD eye...

There it is.

It's registered to Robert.

There's a*mo in the
passenger seat.

Looks like Ruiz decided to do
a little amateur cop work.

Damn it.

We got to get in there now.

Oh, hold on, Murph.

I mean, you know I'm up
for just about anything,

but it's pitch black. We
don't have the first idea

- where anybody is in there.
- And we go in

with flashlights,
they'll see us coming.

The glasses.

The ones used to see
the marker dye.

You still have yours?

- Yeah.
- Gideon,

those glasses you gave us...

How are they at
seeing in the dark?

Great.

Just-just... just have to

change a few settings.

Okay, make it happen.

You been on my ass for weeks!

My daughter. You
hurt my daughter.

You blame me for that?

Then you come down
here with this g*n,

you try to take me out?

You ever even seen a g*n, old man?
Here.

Let me show you.

Police! Don't move!

- Back off!
- What the hell?

Let him go, Marcos.

That ain't happening.

- Back off or he dies.
- Calm down.

I'll calm down when you
back the hell off.

Gideon, this just turned
into a hostage situation.

Be smart, Cruz. You ain't
walking out of here.

Yeah? We'll see.

Back off or I swear
I'll drop his ass.

Gideon, we need to
do something here.

Calm down, Marcos.
Just calm down.

Wait, why can't Brandt
just tase them both?

It's not safe. We need to
call in a hostage negotiator.

How long is that gonna take?

Half an hour.

My guess is that's about
29 minutes too long.

Please.

Don't put yourself
in danger for me.

This is my fight.

Yeah.

Maybe you should listen to him.

How about this:

you let him go, we'll leave.

You got my word.

No. I walk out of here...

then he's free.

Otherwise he dies now.

Damn it.

We can't let that son
of a bitch walk.

Murphy, is there any
way that you can,

you can get in there
and back Brandt up?

Just let him go, Marcos.

Not unless I'm sh**ting
through the wall.

What if you did sh**t
through the wall?

- I'm done with this.
- Gideon, are you crazy?

I can sh**t anyone.

Well, what if I can help?
What...

What if I can show you
what Brandt is seeing?

How?

Just-just hang on a second. Ada.

Yeah, I'm switching
the feeds now.

Let's figure this out.

We can't figure anything out!

Okay, let's just
talk about this.

Yeah? Yeah, you want to
talk about this now?

Or after I paint the
walls with his brains?

See that pipe he's
standing under?

I see it.

I'm not messing around.

Get back!

Gideon, I can't do this.
I'll be sh**ting blind.

Just trust the tech.

Nobody's messing with you.

Just lower the g*n.

I'm done with this.

I want you and the rest of
the cops out of here now.

What if I can't?

Well, then just trust me.

Switch your g*n to lethal.

The quicker you let him go,

the quicker we'll
be out of here.

You better back off!

This is your last chance.

Listen to me carefully, Marcos.

It's not too late to
turn this thing around.

You got him.

We can figure something out.

No!

No, we can't!

Police! Don't move!

Don't move.

He's alive.

Thank you.

What the hell do you mean

Reggie Walker escaped?

Uh, well,

it was crazy, sir.

Uh, we were questioning
him, and, uh,

and then, uh, fearing for
our-our personal safety,

we did a perimeter
check, and, uh,

he, uh... ran off.

Also, we weren't even

really sure if he was the guy.

Why the hell would he escape
if he's the wrong guy?

Well, we're sort of

- still trying to figure that one out.
- Yeah.

We're gonna hunt for him today.

Uh, but we just wanted, uh...

well, we just wanted
to give you an update.

I'm-I'm sorry, Captain.

I know the district was
looking for a big bust.

Yeah, well, things may have
changed a little there.

Gideon is down at the mayor's
office with Murphy right now.

Morning.

Before we begin, I was told

that you have something
urgent to tell me.

I do, I do, I do. Uh...

This is kind of awkward now.

- What is?
- Well, I...

I should have asked
about this before.

I did it again, I asked
some reporters to come

and do a press conference

after we're done,
so I just wanted

to talk to you about that.

Well, we don't have
anything to talk about.

You see, I-I'm done
being played by you.

And I'm also done with
your publicity stunts.

This is not a stunt.
This is not a stunt.

Have you ever heard
of the drug Hi-town?

If you haven't, you haven't
been paying attention.

It's k*lled at least 32 people.

- And mostly kids.
- We're well aware of what Hi-town is,

thank you.

We're also aware that your
bust resulted in a bad arrest.

Actually, there's been new
developments in that case.

We took down Marcos Cruz's
cook lab last night,

and arrested him for kidnapping
and attempted m*rder.

So no more

Hi-town in Chi-town.

That's...

Hence the-the press conference,

which, it's gonna be out in
the hallway when we're done.

So we're gonna do that again.

I think so, yeah. So
what should I say?

I could say that your office
is unraveling this bust,

all right, as part of
your ongoing campaign

against the 13th.

Or I can say that we really
appreciate your support

in our victory yesterday.

I don't know. What do you think?

I think you're a son of a...

This is blackmail.
It's blackmail.

Now, Scott,

to be fair,

you said that I should come
to this meeting prepared.

And I would like to thank

my good friend Mayor Salgado
for all of his support.

Mr. Reeves, how exactly has the
mayor helped the investigation?

Oh, God, how hasn't
he, is more like it.

Listen, it's no secret
that we've had our bumps,

but at this point,

I'm just glad to have a
partner at City Hall.

Does this mean that those rumors

of legal issues at
the 13th are untrue?

Uh, absolutely not.

No, no, no, we're-we're
satisfied that

the 13th district is on firm
legal ground in this case.

And we also appreciate
that fact that

they have followed our lead

in fighting the scourge
of dr*gs in this city.

Well, congratulations. You won.

I wasn't trying to win, Scott.
I was just doing my job.

For him?

For the district.

Right, the district, of course.

Your real family.

Unlike the one you broke up.

You are unbelievable.

But if you really
want to go there...

I want to introduce the
lead detective on the case.

Without her, we
would not be here.

Murphy, could you come
over here for a second?

People talk about how much money
I spend in the 13th district.

And by people, I mean
mostly my business manager

and the board of directors.

But the truth is...

The truth is you can't
even begin to put a price

on hard-working cops like
Detective Theresa Murphy.

But what is that price tag, sir?

Well...