10x14 - Trapped

[bunniefuu]

[WATER RUNNING]

[UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYING]

Nuh-uh. No, no, no.

minutes, okay?
And then we're going up.

[LOUD BANG]

[GASPS]

[g*nsh*t]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[DISTANTLY] Mom?

♪ ♪

Mom?

♪ ♪

Adam!

Mack, I want you to do me a favor.

You go get your mom a glass of water

in the kitchen, right now. Go, go, go.

[EARS RINGING]

♪ ♪

Kim? Kim?

[HEAVY HEARTBEAT]

[LABORED BREATH]

Kim, can you look at me?

- [SHARPLY] Kim.
- [GASPS]

- Please.
- Hey, look at me.

Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.

What's going on? Talk to me.

There's a sh*t, Adam. I heard a sh*t.

That was a car backfiring.

It's a car outside.
I heard the same thing.

Just take a breath. Take a breath.

You're okay.

Can you breathe? Can you take a breath?

Take a deep breath. You're here with me.

It's okay.

Thanks, kiddo.

Everything's fine.

Mom's just not feeling well.

Why don't you go get ready for bed?

I'm gonna be up in a minute, okay?

All right. Go on, now.

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]

What is happening?

♪ ♪

Kim, just keep breathing, now.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

♪ ♪

[WHIMPERS]

It does sound
like your partner had a point.

That sounds very scary.

Yeah.

I don't want to scare
my daughter, or him.

So I'm here.

And how long have you
been having these episodes?

[SOFT MUSIC]

Um...

♪ ♪

Look, uh, I've been a cop
for ten years now.

And, uh, I mean,
I've been through a lot.

I was sh*t about a year ago,
almost bled out.

It was six hours of my life.

I've had... I've had
so many hours since then.

And I've... I've dealt with it.

I've been fine. I have been.

You don't need
to convince me of anything.

I'm not.

I'm just saying that
I've been all right.

Um, I think a case a while back

brought the sh**ting back up
for me, in some way.

And, um, I'm here,

and I wanna deal with it
and go back to being fine.

Hmm.

♪ ♪

Am I supposed to fill the silence?

What do you know
about post-traumatic stress?

CPD requires us
to know a certain amount.

And my daughter has been through trauma.

So...

But like I said, I've been fine.

The thing is, post-traumatic stress

isn't always shaking
on the ground, panicking,

- because a car backfired.
- Mm-hmm.

Oftentimes, it's
the narrowing of a life.

It can be making your life small,

making your life manageable,

making decisions out of a fear
you don't even know is there.

It can be the pushing away
of people you love,

a feeling of numbness,
the absence of joy.

Feeling cut off from the world.

Trauma has a way of trapping
you without you even knowing

it's sitting there,
right on top of your body,

weighing you down until
something makes you notice,

until a car backfires,

and you're shaking
on the ground, panicking,

because you feel like you've
just been sh*t again.

♪ ♪

Is that what happened?

[TRAIN WHEELS SQUEALING]

- Hey.
- Hey.

What are you doing here?

Thought I'd give you a ride.
How'd it go?

Oh, it was fine.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Do you like her?

Sure. She's nice enough.

Did she think it was,
like, some sort of flashback,

something like that?

Don't look at me like that.

I'm not trying to press you.

I need you to talk to me.

I need to understand what's going on.

Kim, that was scary.

It happened right
in front of Mack, okay?

Just don't push me away, please.

[LOUD BANG]

[CROWD SCREAMING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ ♪

CPD, move out of the way.

- He's got a g*n!
- Where?

I didn't see his face,
but he's got a black jacket.

Is everyone okay?

Anybody hit?

♪ ♪

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[INDISTINCT PA ANNOUNCEMENT]

Excuse me. Sorry.

♪ ♪

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Sir! Sir, are you injured?

Sir!

- Adam, get on the train!
- Doors closing.

On the train! On the train!

♪ ♪

Hey. Victim got on the train.

He's a kid.

He can't be more than, like, .

Think I saw a GSW to the chest.

Did the offender get on the train?

No, I don't have eyes on him.

All right, me neither. Okay.

You go help the kid.

I'll call , go talk to the conductor,

make sure he stays
at the next stop, all right?

Hi. Excuse me.

You see a guy who was injured?

No, no. I didn't.

Yeah, that's right. Headed northbound.

Advise any CTA personnel
to get to that platform.

Roll an ambo. Hold on one sec.

Chicago PD.
Anybody see a kid who was injured?

- He just got on.
- Yeah, over here.

He had blood on his shirt.
He didn't seem okay.

What... what's going on?

Hey!

Chicago Police.

I'm gonna help you, okay?

Buddy. Buddy, you're hurt.

♪ ♪

Come on, come on. Hey, look at me.

We're going inside, okay?

[SLURRING] Please, I... I need police.

- Please, I...
- I got you.

- I need police.
- I got you.

I... I...

You've got me, buddy. Come on.

- I need...
- Oh, my God, is he sh*t?

Hey, hey.

[COUGHING]

You're all right.

He's here.

He's here?

Hey, hey. The man who sh*t you.
He's on the train?

♪ ♪

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[COUGHS]

[LABORED BREATHING]

Hey, hey.

Who sh*t you?

Oh, my God, he's on the train?

Okay. Okay.

Hey, hey, hey. What's going on?

Who sh*t you?

- This kid... he got sh*t.
- Hey, no.

Hey, no.

Take a breath.

Keep them calm so I can help
this man, you got me?

- Okay.
- Can you do that?

- Okay.
- You can.

You can do it. You can do it. Go.

Yeah, he's here. I know.

I know that he's here.

Can you tell me what he looked like?

What was he wearing?

Can you describe him at all?

They lied.

They said he went to California.

California? They're in California.

- Who's in California?
- They were lying.

He isn't gone.

They're not gone? Who's not gone?

[COUGHING]

♪ ♪

- He's got a g*n!
- Drop the w*apon!

[PASSENGERS YELLING]

Move, move, move!

Come on, man. Move!

- Don't sh**t!
- Out of the way!

[UNZIPPING JACKET]

Hey. I'm gonna put this on you, okay?

Damn it.

What's happening?

I need something to stop the blood.

Scarf. Give me your scarf!

Yeah.

[WHEELS SQUEALING]

[PASSENGERS YELLING]

[EARS RINGING]

What the hell was that?

What's going on? Why are we stopped?

Oh, my God, we gotta get out of here.

Let's go.

I don't know! I don't know!

[GRUNTING]

Okay?

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

[CROWD SCREAMING]

[PANICKED CHATTER]

What just happened?

♪ ♪

All right, we're okay.
Everyone stay calm.

All right, everyone stay calm.

All right. Move past me.

Move behind me. Come on.

Move, move, move. Back of the train.

Come on. Come on, everybody. I'm CPD.

Move to the back
of the train, if you can.

♪ ♪

Sir, I'm police. Are you all right?

He was gonna hurt somebody.

I stopped the train.

He went right out there.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Go. Go help them. Then get on the horn.

Tell them to stop all trains.

We're evacuating,
and the offender's fleeing.

- You understand?
- Got you.

- All right.
- Use the platform.

♪ ♪

[SPLUTTERING]

Yeah.

Follow the platform
all the way to the station.

♪ ♪

Hey, it's okay. I'm not leaving.

I won't leave you.

Find... him.

- What?
- Find him.

I will find him.

Hey. Breathe.

Can you breathe? Can you breathe?

Yeah, that's good.

You tell me later, okay?

We'll... tell me when
we're both out of this.

[SOFTLY] Oh, God.

♪ ♪

Get back. Get back.

[g*nsh*t]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[g*nsh*t]

[GASPS]

♪ ♪

[g*nshots]

[TRAIN RUMBLING]

This is Officer Adam Ruzek,
badge , in foot pursuit,

underground El between Wabash and Wells.

No!

No, no, no, no, no.

[GASPS] No. No.

Offender just fired upon me.

Last seen headed
eastbound down the tunnel.

Male, Black, foot,
jeans, black jacket.

No!

Kim?

[PANTING, GASPING]

[EARS RINGING]

[GASPS]

Jesus, Kim. Talk to me, now.

- Are you hurt?
- Help him.

No. Listen to me.

Help him.

Kim, listen to me. He's dead.

- He's dead.
- Help him.

He's dead.

Look, just... I need to check.
I need to check.

Listen. Hey, hey.

Listen. Look, he's dead, Kim.

Stop, stop, stop. Just calm down.

Calm down. Are you injured?

Look at me. Hey, hey.

Look at me. Look at me.

Hey.

Come here.

You're okay.

You're not sh*t. You're not sh*t.

You're here with me. It's okay.

Shh.

- Just breathe, breathe, breathe.
- Yeah.

Good. Breathe.

Breathe, breathe.

Okay.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

Hey.

Kim?

The team's here.

They're at the platform.
Rails are off now.

Any sign of the offender?

No.

CTA is pulling their cameras.

He must have escaped
at the next platform,

so they should have a good image.

But listen.

I think you need to take some time.

You want to sit in the squad,

if you need to call the therapist...

I need to find the man
that k*lled that kid.

♪ ♪

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Okay.

All right. So what do we know?

Uh, single sh**t.

Male, Black, s.

[CLEARS THROAT] Uh, fired
one sh*t on the street.

The victim ran.

Offender followed him onto the train.

Think he wanted to finish
the job, until he ran into me.

Guess when he realized
I was police, he fled.

- Huh.
- No ID on the victim?

No. No wallet.

He was beaten before he was sh*t.

He had a blunt-force trauma to the head.

Kept saying, uh, "They lied.

"He wasn't in California.

Find him."

I don't know what it means.

None of it felt planned.

- Yeah.
- The offender was panicked.

He was running on adrenaline.

It... it all felt erratic.

Sergeants, we got
clean photos off the CTA cam...

the offender and the victim.

No facial rec on either.

Intelligence is running with this.

Will do.

All right. You heard him.
Let's move, get to .

Remember, we're a man down.

Torres is detailed
to mandatory training all week.

If we need bodies, we'll pull them.

Let's go.

I'm gonna go with the body
back to the morgue.

[DESOLATE MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[BREATHING SHAKILY]

I'm ready for you.

Good.

He's got bruising
around his ribs, collarbone,

back of the head, and his jawline.

Scans show evidence
of a traumatic brain injury.

Someone or something hit him
very hard in the head,

hours before his death.

He fought back.

He's got plenty of defensive wounds,
but the b*llet k*lled him.

He didn't stand a chance.

Anything to give you an ID?

No.

No heavy dental work,
no tattoos, no surgeries.

Nothing easy, right?

So nothing quick.

Do you mind if I...

- Go ahead.
- Yeah.

♪ ♪

You have a pen?

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

[WHISPERING] .

Yeah. Thanks, thanks, thanks.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

That's right. That's what I'm saying.

That's... that's what I meant.

All incoming flights. Exactly.

Our John Doe was on a plane,
and he checked a bag.

Okay.

Last four digits of the bag tag
are .

Yeah. Yeah, that's right.

Rush it. Call me back.

Okay, so he ran through that tunnel,

and then to the next platform,

and escaped to the street above.

We tracked him on PODs to Wicker Park

and then lost him on foot.

No offender yet.

It is possible
he could have hopped on a bus

or train nearby.
We've got to track it all.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Burgess.

Yeah, . That's what I said.

Yeah, give it to me.
I'm at one right now.

B-A-G-L-E-Y?

Thanks.

Jamie Bagley.

years old, Minnesota native.

That's the kid from the train.

But what was he doing here?

- Right there.
- Aaron Bagley.

That's our offender.

Jesus, that's Jamie's uncle.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

♪ ♪

Move up.

♪ ♪

Kevin.

Chicago PD. Get up.

- What's happening?
- You're all right.

I'm gonna check you
for a w*apon now, all right?

Where's your husband, Aaron Bagley?

He's not here.

Where is he?

I don't know.

Don't lie. It won't help.

Oh, my baby's down...

Your baby is okay.
Your baby is sleeping.

Where's Aaron? Answer the question.

Where is he?

I have no idea.

♪ ♪

[BABY CRYING]

Please, my son doesn't like strangers.

I need to be holding him.

Tell me where your husband is.

He sh*t your nephew in broad daylight.

Now, where is he?

He left before I went to sleep.

Left for where?

I don't know. He didn't tell me.

Sarge, Aaron's truck is gone.

Please, let me just hold my son.

Your nephew, Jamie.

He ever stay here?

No.

That boy never came here.

Suitcase belonged to Jamie.

And she didn't even bother to hide it?

And Jamie's jacket under the bed.

Wallet, phone, keys.

I mean, no doubt he was here.

Why is this room so empty?

I don't know.

There's hardly any clothes
in here, either.

Where is Aaron?

Look, I am going to keep
asking you the same question.

Where's your other son?

Lucas isn't here.

He slept away. I already said that.

Away where?

He's on vacation.

He's with family.

Vacation where?

In California.

This is what Jamie was
talking about on the train.

He said "they" lied, and that
"he" wasn't in California.

Jamie was talking about Lucas.

They did something to their son.

Yeah.

That bed hasn't been slept in
in weeks... the whole room.

Jamie must have found out
when he visited.

This is what it's about, Sarge.

They did something to their son.
Jamie found out.

So Aaron b*at him and chased
him out on the street,

and sh*t him, and tried
to finish the job on the train.

This is it.

All right. Let's move.

Let's get out an AMBER alert,

get calls out to every family member

that woman has in California.

And I want
this entire property searched.

Get the dogs in. Let's go.

[DOGS BARKING]

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

Anything?

No, ma'am.

Nothing so far.

I mean, the yard looks clear.

No signs of anything freshly dug.

There's nothing
in the house we can move on.

Marlene's not giving us anything.

Any family in California?

No. Platt hasn't found

a single family member there yet.

What did you clear so far?

Started in this corner.

- I got this side.
- I got this side.

[METAL CLANKING]

Burge, you good?

Yeah.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

♪ ♪

Ruz.

[WHISPERING] Oh, my God.

They kept him here.

That's not enough blood for a death.

And it's still wet.
Aaron must have just moved him.

♪ ♪

That woman's never gonna say
a damn thing.

No, she knows that kind of child abuse,

she's going away
for the rest of her life.

- Right, any hints on Aaron?
- Not yet.

No pops on his truck or his credit card,

but we got alerts out everywhere.

On Lucas, on Aaron...

whole city's on alert.

All right. She lawyered up.

So what else we got?

The Bagleys have no priors with DCFS,

but the neighbors said
they haven't seen Lucas

since the new baby was born.

It was around that time when
Lucas was taken out of school.

Marlene told the school that
he was going to California

to live with family.

We have zero evidence
that there's any family

in California, Sarge.

All right. But how does Jamie fit in?

- He loved his cousin.
- Huh?

Jamie's phone records indicate

he was texting Marlene and Aaron

repeatedly for two months,
trying to talk to Lucas.

Jamie must have suspected
something was wrong,

flew out without telling them,
and discovered they were lying.

We confirm with Jamie's parents?

Still haven't found them.

Local police are hunting them down.

Okay. I think we got something.

Traffic cam just picked up Aaron's truck

exiting at Beck Lake.

en route. Keep eyes.

Park staff has Aaron's truck on video

entering ten minutes ago.

No sign of Lucas on the footage.

Copy. Do we know
where Aaron's truck is parked?

No.
Surveillance has him entering the park.

We gotta split up and do a grid search.

Copy. We'll take the service road

on the south side of the park.

♪ ♪

I'll go east. You go west.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪ ♪

I've got Aaron's truck.

East side of the river, meters out.

Yeah, copy you. Coming that way.

♪ ♪

Truck's empty. Engine's still warm.

They gotta be around here somewhere.

Lucas!

Copy you.

♪ ♪

Lucas, come back.

Lucas!

♪ ♪

[QUIETLY] Lucas.

Lucas.

[RAPID FOOTSTEPS]

Lucas?

Lucas, I'm police.

Lucas, I'll help you.

I can hear Lucas.

East side of the park. I can hear Lucas.

I can hear Aaron, but I don't have eyes.

I'm on my way.

[CHILD YELLS]

♪ ♪

Oh, my God.

No, no, no.

Lucas!

Oh, my God.

Help.

Lucas is in a well. I'm going in.

Lucas, hi.

I'm police.

I'm gonna help you, okay?

Are you hurt?

Yeah.

Okay. Um, can you move your legs?

- Yes.
- Yes.

Okay.

I'm going to help you climb up,

'cause we have to get out of this water,
all right?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[SHIVERING]

[EARS RINGING]

♪ ♪

Okay. You're okay.

Breathe.

[SHIVERING]

[FAINT STATIC]

[THUMPING]

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Guys, I'm... I'm in the well.

We're trapped, and Lucas is hurt.

It's cold.

Oh, God.

[LOUD BANG]

Breathe.

Breathe.

Please...

Get him out.

Come with me.

Don't be scared.

Okay.

Don't... don't be scared.

- Ow, my arm.
- Okay, okay.

♪ ♪

Move.

Look at me.

You're okay, all right?

Can you hold onto this?

Stay against the wall.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[g*nshots]

Move.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[GRUNTING]

[BANGING]

[GROANS]

♪ ♪

Lucas.

Hang on, Lucas.

Okay.

Help.

Lucas is in the well.

He's... he's injured,
and he needs an extraction.

Copy that. We hear you. We're coming.

Kim?

Where's Aaron? Where's Aaron?

He's dead.

He fired on Upton. He's dead.

You gotta get in there.

- You gotta...
- I got it.

He's going to be hypothermic.

I'm coming, kid.

[MOURNFUL MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[BREATHING SHAKILY]

Kim?

Yeah. I'm coming.

I can't feel this.

Feel what?

Like I'm getting sh*t all over again.

Like I'm bleeding out, every time I...

I hear a g*n go off.

I almost lost that boy.

You didn't lose him. You saved him.

You told me he was
going to be just fine.

I can't be who I wanna be with this.

Not for my daughter, and not for Adam.

And I can't be a cop.

They bench cops for this.

I can't... I can't not do this job.

I don't ever wanna not do this job.

You said I'm trapped,
but I can't be trapped.

Okay.

Then we work on getting you free.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[WOLF HOWLS]