05x04 - Wanting

[bunniefuu]

[Buzzer]

All right, what did we learn tonight, Wendell?

[Chuckles]

The officer asked you a question.

Just because someone left it in their car doesn't make it finders keepers.

Also, when you decide to run from the cops, don't drop your inhaler.

Mm.

[Sighs]

I've had to pee for like an hour.

So go.

It's fine. I'll just hold it.

Boss, go. Go take care of business, okay?

I can... I can process him.

I've seen you do it like 20 times.

No, I shouldn't.

Seriously, boss, okay, look..

It's the end of the day.

We can get out of here quicker. I can do it.

Just don't move, okay?

Not a muscle. And don't do anything, okay?

Be right back.

Pfft. You look good.

[Chuckles] Meeting Steve for dinner.

Il Cortello.

Really? How'd you get those reservations?

Tell them you're a hot-sh*t detective?

[Chuckles] Yeah.

And then I begged like everybody else.

[Chuckles] You know something?

I actually... I need to thank you for making my life way easier.

Oh, yeah?

Sam is coming into work in a good mood.

He is smiling all the time.

Since you guys got back together...

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa. We're not back together.

No.

We... we have agreed that we are friends right now.

You're making lists again... pros and cons.

Because I'm trying to be smart about the fact that we didn't work for a reason.

Yes. And what did the list tell you?

On paper? That we are a very bad idea.

But your gut says something else.

Why are you saying that?

Because you keep making the lists.

You're hoping the pros" are gonna win.

Wendell: Come on, man! Let's go!

I got to go.

Have a good night.

Okay.

Not such a big man now, are you, asshat?!

Officer: Easy!

Come on, man!

All right, you're going in the cage!

What the hell happened?

Duncan: Well, Slim started running his mouth, so Wendell kicked him in the jewels and just kept on going.

It was crazy, boss.

Oh, yeah.

You didn't do anything?

You... you told me not to move, so I didn't.

[Breathing heavily]

[Machine beeps]

Hey.

Oh. Hey.

How's it going?

Good.

Sweaty.

Good and sweaty.

You look good.

Thank you.

Aren't you supposed to be taking it easy?

Hmm.

I've got it easy.

My mom, she's making all my meals and doing my laundry, and my Dad is driving me here every day.

And Oliver has me on desk duty for a month, so...

You should really try getting sh*t.

Are the doctors okay with the exercise?

Needed to burn off some energy, you know?

Blast the glutes.

Right.

Yeah.

Glutes.

So, am I too sweaty for a good-morning kiss?

No. Of course not.

All right, so, I'll see you in parade.

Mm-hmm.

Take it easy. All right?

Yep.

[Breathes deeply] Take it easy.

Sam: McNally, don't drink that.

There's something wrong with the machine.

It makes the coffee taste like fish soup.

Like, in a good way?

Not really. Here.

You got me coffee? Thank you.

It's what friends do, right?

Mm.

Still riding with that rookie?

I am.

How's that working out for you?

Uh, well, it's fair to say that training Duncan Moore has its challenges.

In a good way?

Not really.

Here.

Thank you.

It's what friends do.

You need some advice, I suppose I can find the time.

I have trained some of the best.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, yeah.

Got to be careful, though.

Sometimes they develop feelings. It gets awkward.

Oh. Probably should've hold him up front he's not my type.

Mm. Maybe.

Doesn't always do the trick.

[Chuckles]

So, that means that I want you visible out there.

We promised this neighborhood an increased police presence, but it's just words unless they see us out there doing what we do.

Okay?

Lastly, summer uniforms are in.

It's, uh, bikini tops and optional butt-less chaps.

What do you think, Diaz?

Put you down for a set of each?

Uh... sure.

Yes... yes, sir.

Excellent. All right.

Now, on that frightening image, protect, serve, and, uh...

Don't sit down, pal.

Somebody fill Diaz in.

That's it. Off you go.

Hey, I'll meet you in the car in five minutes, okay?

Cool beans, boss.

Oliver. Can I talk to you for a minute, in your office?

Okay...

Hey, fella.

I have a task for you. Do you accept?

Depends. Does it involve a vending machine?

No. This is an investigation.

Good. Took me 20 minutes to get you that candy bar.

That was a protein bar.

Anyways, I need some intel on the D.L., okay?

And I think you're the man for the job.

All right. What is it?

[Breathes deeply] It's Dov.

He hasn't touched me since the hospital, which means that him and I have not mingled limbs in a very long time, and I'm starting to get worried.

Uh... I'm not doing that.

No, no. No, no, no, no, no.

Nick, Nick sorry.

Look, I'm just... I'm starting to get paranoid, okay?

Is it my neck scar?

Is it the fact that I'm sleeping in my childhood bed at night?

Or maybe it's the whole Wes thing. I don't know.

Or maybe this whole thing is just too much for him, and... and he's freaked out and he doesn't want to tell me, and... and... and I'm freaking out.

Fine, fine, fine. I'll talk to him.

Really?

Okay, but, Collins, just remember, though.

D.L. Got it.

Okay, what is it?

I mean, nothing. Really, I mean...

You know, things are good, uh, like usual.

Yeah.

I'm really looking forward to springtime.

You know, seeing that first crocus.

This weather's getting me down, man.

McNally.

Look [Sighs]

It's Duncan.

Officer Moore? Yes.

Yes.

I... I feel like I cannot get through to him at all.

Okay, every day, it's one step forward, five steps back.

I mean, is it possible that I'm making him worse?

I'm reading your reports. They're pretty clean.

That's because I don't want to be negative.

Okay. But you're being honest.

Yeah.

Right, so, I sat right there, and I told you to keep him on a short leash.

So maybe cut him a bit of slack, you know?

Loosen it up a bit.

See what happens.

Yeah.

McNally, if your instinct says that this kid isn't cut out for this, you got to let me know that.

No.

No. It's me.

I have been all over him.

It's what it is.

Okay. All right.

So, then you ease up.

Maybe he'll surprise you.

Yeah.

Get out.

Yeah.

[Humming]

Looks like the hamster's spinning a little fast today.

Hmm?

Yeah, exactly.

How many of those have you had?

Like two, three. I don't know.

I had kind of a late night last night, if you know what I'm saying.

Ew.

All right, you've met somebody.

Yeah.

Yeah, I figure I got to get back on that horse, you know?

No matter how many times it bucks you off, you just got to stay on it.

Please, can you just... can you stop?

Can you just shut your face?

Maybe you should try it.

You know, might help you get over Holly.

I don't need to get over Holly.

Oh, I thought you guys broke up.

No. I just don't talk to her anymore.

[Chuckles] I wish I could be more like you.

That goes without saying.

I mean, you're just, like... it's like you're, like, cold, you know?

But I mean, you know, in a good way.

You know, you never get too wrapped up in anything.

If something doesn't work out, no big deal.

Onto the next one.

Is that, like, uh... like, a lesbian thing?

[Chuckles] Yeah.

You know what? I do think it's a lesbian thing.

I do.

[Engine revs] Oh, God!

That was a pothole.

Just kind of came out of nowhere.

[Car alarm chirps]

Started to think you weren't gonna show.

Everything cool?

Duncan, self-feedback time.

Been on the job five weeks now, right?

How do you think you're doing?

Uh... well, I... I guess, you know, I still got some things to learn, but...

Mm-hmm.

I guess things are, you know, pretty solid.

Living the dream.

Okay, but how are you feeling about it?

Why? We... we, like, on a date now?

What? What? No.

I was... I...

Okay, look.

I just feel like I've been a little bit too strict with you.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. How are you gonna learn if I don't let you, right?

So...

I'm loosening the leash a little bit.

Seriously?

Yes.

Don't make me regret it.

No, ma'am.

Uh...

[British accent] Where to, m'lady?

We can drive along the Lakeshore or swing by the fashion district.

Woman: All units... we've got a 911 from Parklawn Tower, corner of Sherbourne and Howard.

Body lying in the stairwell, is unresponsive.

1504. We're on our way.

A... are you driving?

Oh, right. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Siren wails]

Woman: You come about the dead guy?

Yeah. Did you call it in?

Yeah. Found him in the stairwell between fourth and fifth.

Looks like he was sh*t.

Okay. Did you hear the g*nshots?

No, we just found him on the way down.

It's the second dead guy I had to call in this year.

Thank you.

All right, let's go.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

If... if... if someone was sh*t here, isn't it a possibility the sh**t's still inside?

Shouldn't we wait for backup or something?

Well, that's why we have partners.

Come on. Keep your head up.

[Police radio chatter]

She's right.

Looks like a g*nsh*t.

[Coughs]

Ahh! Holy crap! He's alive.

Okay.

Uh, this is McNally.

We're on scene, Parklawn Tower.

We need medics. We got a male, 30s, possible GSW.

Fourth-floor stairwell.

Hey, can you go down to the car, get the medi-kit?

Woman: Copy, 1504. Medics are on the way.

Like, now.

Like, go.

Big morning.

Yeah. Thank God you got me that coffee.

Heard the medics say he's still got a chance, so good work.

He say anything?

Unconscious when we found him.

Managed to get an I.D. before the medics took him away.

Darrell Riggs, 37.

Ran him in the system, got a couple hits.

Anything interesting?

On possession, as*ault.

Last one was for a weapons charge in '04.

But get this... he doesn't live here.

Address is over on Delany.

Okay, let's talk to everyone in the building.

He must've known somebody.

And make sure all the cars in the lot are accounted for.

If he drove here, one of them might be his, yeah?

Okay.

McNally, uh...

Yeah, I'll get the next of kin to take them to the hospital.

Maybe they know something we don't.

That's what I was gonna say.

I know. Let you know what we find out.

Thanks.

Duncan.

You should've seen McNally... see you, guys.

So, our vic's in the system.

Mm-hmm.

Well, what goes around comes around, right?

He's a victim like any other.

Keep an open mind.

Actually, I think that what we need is an operational theory.

Oh, really?

Long rap sheet, gets sh*t in a stairwell in this 'hood?

Mnh-mnh. I highly doubt he's an innocent victim.

Well, his last charge was 10 years ago.

People change.

Over half the inmates in prison are repeat offenders.

But look... once a behavior is set, that's pretty much how it's gonna be.

Research proves it.

Well, people change, because I've seen it.

Probably temporary, but...

Will you just drive?

Okay.

Dov: I understand that, ma'am.

If you wouldn't mind just telling me...

[door closes]

Thank you very much.

Wow. Anything?

Uh, no. Same as usual in this neighborhood.

No one wants to get involved.

Hey, uh...

Chloe... she seems to be doing good.

Yeah.

That's good.

Yeah.

You? You're good?

Yeah.

Why?

No, it's good. Just... just asking.

Hey, she, uh... she sleep over at your place yet?

She's staying with her parents. Technically, she's still recovering.

That's got to be tough, huh?

It's hard to get the action to happen with the parents around.

Unless you're into the whole getting caught" thing.

What are you talking about?

Hmm? Um...

Just making conversation.

I'm gonna...

I haven't, uh, checked with these guys yet, so I will... check.

[Door closes]

Big surprise... nobody wants to talk to us.

Eh. Maybe we'll do better on the next floor.

Let's take the stairs. It's one floor.

So it'll be a short ride.

All right, fine. I'll see you up there.

This is Peck.

We need medics back at Parklawn Tower, fourth-floor laundry room.

Ma'am? Ma'am, it's okay.

Woman: Copy that... medics five minutes out.

Ma'am. It's all right. It's all right.

[Gasps] Help me! Help me!

Just relax. Just try to breathe, okay?

Can you say your name?

Sophie! Please!

S... Sophie, don't try to talk. Just focus on your breathing.

Sophie, it's okay. Look at me.

Look at me, Sophie, okay?

Sophie, I'm right here.

It's okay. I'm right here.

You know what? I doubt anyone's even home.

Well...

The TV's on. Someone might be here.

[Sniffles]

Hi.

I'm Officer McNally. This is Officer Moore.

We're here about Darrell Riggs.

That's my Dad.

What's your name?

Why?

Because we're police officers, and we asked.

You play ball?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Bet you're pretty good, huh?

Think you can take my partner here?

I mean, not that it's fair.

He's got little-girl hands.

[Chuckles]

I'm Andy.

Marcus.

Nice to meet you.

Hey, is your mom home?

My mom's dead.

Sorry.

Is there anybody else that you live with?

My gran, but she works on Saturdays.

Okay, Marcus, your... your Dad has been hurt, and he's in the hospital right now.

Is he okay?

I think so, yeah.

Why don't you grab your jacket?

We're gonna go pick up your grandmother, and then we'll go to the hospital.

Does that sound good?

Okay.

Okay.

You might want to try relaxing, maybe be a friend, since he's a kid.

Right. Yeah, yeah.

Sorry about that, boss.

Hey, but you... you were just joking about the whole little-girl-hand thing, right?

Sure, yeah.

Two sh**t in one day. No wonder rent's cheap.

Yeah.

We get an I.D. on the second victim?

No, medics just took her away.

They didn't find anything.

She was doing laundry in the building, so she must live here, right?

You think she was the target?

I don't know.

Maybe she was an accident.

Huh.

Who lives upstairs?

Police! Open up!

The b*llet hole is cause.

This is the police. We are inside the apartment.

Is anyone here?

I'm pretty sure he can't hear you.

[Camera shutter clicks]

Ladies and gentlemen, Dominic Cody, head of the Jameson g*ng.

Traci: I think we can mark that as former."

Looks like whoever did it used this to muffle the sh*ts.

And one of them went straight through that grate to the laundry room downstairs.

He was alone.

Crew members usually have protection.

Cody had been trying to set up a cease-fire between the Jamesons and some of the other gangs.

Maybe, uh, he thought it was working.

You're looking at Darrell Riggs, the guy in the stairwell?

Yeah.

As far as I can tell, no affiliations to Cody or any other Jameson crew.

So...

So what's the connection?

Well, with any luck, Darrell Riggs will be able to tell us.

Okay, thank you.

He's gonna be in surgery for at least another hour or so, if he makes it.

Now he's connected to a dead banger.

Still think he's a changed man?

Hey.

Um, you know what, Officer Moore?

I bet you Marcus is pretty thirsty.

There's a, uh, water fountain right around the corner.

I bet you he'd like something from the vending machine.

Yeah?

Yeah. Right.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah. Come on, bud.

Let me, um... let me get you something, my treat.

Come on.

Mrs. Riggs, I know this isn't the best time to ask this, but I really do need to discuss your son.

You know, about his past.

Well, Darrell, he... he put all that behind him after Marcus' mother d*ed.

Okay.

Okay. What'll it be?

Maybe a little cherry cola?

No, I bet you're a root-beer guy like me.

I hate root beer. They got grape juice?

Grape juice? Seriously?

Okay. Whatever.

Hey, you know, my partner sent us over here so that she could talk to your grandma about your Dad.

But I'm gonna bet that you know way more about what's going on than your grandma.

Am I right?

Hmm?

So, why don't you tell me how he knows Dominic Cody, hmm?

He running with bangers?

My Dad's not a banger.

Well, everyone's gonna think he is.

So, I mean, unless you know what's going on.

Come on, man. Tell me the truth.

What's going on?

The truth?

Your friend's right.

You do have little-girl hands.

Okay, do you have any idea why he would have been there this morning?

Well, he... he was probably working.

I mean, where was it?

Parklawn Tower.

Well, Darrell's a handyman, and sometimes he does electrical work under the table.

And that... that was one of the places.

Thank you. This is really helpful.

Sorry. Excuse me.

Okay, thanks. That was Andy.

Seems our victim in the stairwell might've been doing some electrical work here.

[Door hinges creak]

Sam: Stuff's still here.

So, it's early in the morning, electrician shows up, starts to do his thing.

In there, our bad guy is taking care of Cody.

Maybe electrician hears him, maybe he doesn't.

Either way, bad guy comes out, sees the electrician.

Who, in turn, sees him. He tries to get away.

Big guy, maybe not moving so fast.

k*ller catches up... gets rid of the only eyewitness.

Wrong place, wrong time, just like the woman in the laundry room.

Steve: Trace, Swarek, check this out.

Ident found it stuffed in Cody's mouth.

Look at this.

Okay, this brand of heroin is known as sugar skull.

And there's only one g*ng who sells it.

Las Viboras.

That's right.

So it looks like the Vipers k*lled Cody to send the Jamesons a message.

Let me guess... cease-fire's over.

I think so.

[Camera shutter clicks]

That woman bled all over me.

Just got off the phone with the hospital.

She lost a lot of blood and her heart rate was really low, but they managed to stabilize her.

Well, good. Maybe she could pay for my dry-cleaning bill.

I started asking around, and nobody seems to know her.

Super says he doesn't even remember a Sophie.

You sure she didn't give you a last name?

We didn't exactly have time for girl talk, Diaz.

Well, he also said there's a lot of people in and out of here, and sometimes it takes a while for the paperwork to catch up, so...

Well, great.

So you're gonna have to knock on every single door until you find somebody that does know her.

Whoa. M... me?

I have to go back to the station and get cleaned up, Diaz.

Gail.

You did good today.

Yeah. I know.

[Chuckles]

[Police radio chatter]

Well, news travels fast.

Traci: Shay Bishop.

Cody's number two with the Jamesons.

This neighborhood, 10 minutes and everybody knows everything.

Yeah. Shay.

Yeah, our boy lives up there. We want to know what's going on.

Yeah? And I'm guessing you already know.

That's why you're here, right?

So... huh?

Is it true? Is that him?

I'm afraid so.

It's got to be Ruiz.

Man, he been in our face all week. He did this.

Ramon Ruiz?

Him and Cody had a problem?

Hey, hey, people all worked up, running their mouths.

Truth is, we got no idea.

Look, Shay, I know you probably want to take care of this, but you need to realize we got two civilians down.

Hey, we didn't start this.

So don't try and finish it, okay?

Just let us do our jobs.

We'll chill today.

But tomorrow, whatever happens... happens.

[Siren wailing in distance]

Great.

One day before there's an all-out g*ng w*r.

Our target is Ramon Ruiz, new boss of Las Viboras.

Now, sources confirm that he recently made a play for some Jameson territory.

Okay, now, these two crews had a truce.

But that's done.

And now we've got a day to close this before the Jamesons hit back.

Home base for the Vipers is an auto-body shop on Dupont.

We're getting warrants for anything we can that'll let us hold these guys till we can figure this out.

Thanks, Detective.

Uh, okay, ETF is gonna handle this takedown, so some of you are gonna be responsible for arrests and transportation, but this is important.

We already have a couple of innocent victims on this today, so when you're out there, make sure that you have each other's backs.

Off you go.

Thank you.

If the Jamesons retaliate, we could have an all-out w*r.

A lot more innocent bodies.

Let's hope the electrician wakes up in time to give us an I.D. and make sure that doesn't happen.

[Police radio chatter]

That is some heavy a*tillery.

These gangs that bad?

Most gangs are better armed than we are... a*t*matic weapons, armor-piercing rounds.

"Cop K*llers"?

Mm-hmm.

Vipers have those?

Yeah, they all have those.

You sure you still don't want to go?

Well, if the electrician wakes up in time, maybe we can close this case, and nobody else gets hurt.

We were the first on the scene, so we need to make sure that this is all in order.

Yeah, dot the I's and cross the T's, right?

Paperwork's part of police work.

Details are important.

So if I fill this out, do I get reimbursed for the grape juice that I bought the kid?

Yeah, I know, right?

What kid drinks grape juice when there's root beer?

Hold on. Where's that, uh... ?

What?

The content list for Darrell Riggs' car.

Half a cup of coffee, bottle of grape juice.

What, you think the kid was there?

We picked him up at his home.

Yeah, but we didn't find his Dad for a while.

He would've had a lot of time to get back.

I don't know. It feels kind of like a long sh*t.

Yeah, well, it's the best sh*t we've got.

Come on. You're still driving.

Hey.

Is it just me, or is all this badass testosterone in here totally hot?

Just you.

Yeah.

So, how'd it go?

Pretty good, actually.

No major incidents.

Good.

Swarek's in talking to Ruiz right now, so we'll see how that goes.

Nice.

Yeah, I was talking about Dov.

What'd he say?

Uh...

We didn't really... get into it.

Nick... [clears throat]

There's an itch that needs to be scratched, and I am very, very itchy.

And I know that sounds gross, but that doesn't even begin to explain the grossness that's happening in my head.

Okay, okay, I...

I will try and... talk to him again.

Thank you.

[Breathes deeply]

Um, Mrs... Mrs. Riggs?

Hi. We heard that your son's out of surgery.

Yeah, but the doctors don't know when he's gonna wake up.

Okay, um...

Look, we think that Darrell is a witness to the m*rder that happened in Parklawn Tower.

Probably why he was sh*t.

Do you know who did it?

We have a good idea, yeah.

Um, listen, did... did Darrell ever take Marcus to work with him?

Well, sometimes.

I mean, Darrell likes to keep him out of trouble.

Where is he now?

He took the subway home to get my pills.

Does he have a cellphone?

Yeah.

I'm just gonna grab that number off you.

No answer.

He doesn't know you.

I don't pick up if I don't recognize the number, either.

But if... if... if the kid was there, why didn't he say anything?

He was probably terrified.

You know, for a lot of people, we are not the good guys.

Okay, when we get there, I want you to drop me a block short of the house.

Why?

Because the last thing this family needs is a squad car sitting in their driveway, telling everybody that they're talking to the police.

So you drop me off, you circle the block.

I'm gonna radio when I have him.

Copy that, boss.

Sam: You want to tell me what you were up to this morning?

Shall I guess? Nothing? Yoga?

Sun salutation? Huh? Hmm?

[Buzzer]

GSR test is negative.

He say anything?

No.

He knows if we had anything, we wouldn't need him to talk.

Or Detective Peck here could say he got a full confession and we can go home.

Uh, yeah, no.

Actually, I just talked to a friend in drug squad out of Windsor.

Yeah?

They've had eyes on this heroin supplier for a while now, okay.

Seems they had a party last night, and guess who was there.

Ruiz and his crew.

And they didn't roll out until 6:00 A.M., all of them, and it's on tape.

So that's why he's not talking.

It wasn't them, just someone who wants us to think it was.

Yep.

Thanks, Steve.

No problem.

Marcus, if you were there, I really need you to tell me.

Please.

My Dad told me never to talk to cops.

Okay. I understand that.

But whoever did this really hurt your Dad.

Okay, we're just trying to keep him safe.

You were there, weren't you?

Marcus.

Marcus, did you see anything?

[Sighs]

We were in the electrical room, and... we heard sh*ts.

My Dad said we should go, so I took off ahead.

Okay, that was smart.

I was almost down the stairs, then I heard a couple more sh*ts.

I looked over the railing and I saw my Dad, so I just kept running.

The sh**t... did he see you?

No. Don't think so.

He wasn't after me.

If I showed you a picture, would you be able to recognize him?

Sure. Everybody knows the Jameson crew.

McNally, hey, what's up?

Andy: The sh**t wasn't one of the Vipers.

It was Shay Bishop.

How do you know that?

Because Marcus Riggs saw, and he's sure of it.

Does Bishop know the kid saw him?

No, he doesn't think so.

Look, I thought we had evidence on the Vipers.

Yeah, well, if Bishop k*lled his own boss, he's gonna have to pin it on someone.

Otherwise, he's as good as dead by his own guys.

Okay, I mean, I guess that makes sense why he'd get rid of him.

Get the kid back here right now.

I'll have units track down Bishop.

Okay. We're on it.

All right, Marcus, I'm gonna take you to the station where you're safe, okay?

What about my gran's pills? She needs them.

Okay.

Well, let's go get them now, and I'll drop them off after, all right?

I'm not sure which ones she needs.

Okay. Well, you know what? We'll just take them all, all right?

[Tires screech]

Hey, did you tell anyone that you saw Shay Bishop?

Marcus?

I just texted my friend Kamal.

What did you say?

Your partner said that everyone was gonna think my Dad was a bad person, so I wanted to make sure that he knew it wasn't true.

Okay, you need to hide. Now.

Come on.

Duncan, get in here. I need backup.

Copy that, boss. I'm on my way.

Andy: All units... this is McNally, requesting backup at 2995 Delany.

Suspect Shay Bishop is on scene.

Repeat... this is McNally.

Armed subject at 2995 Delany. I'm with a civilian.

Woman: Copy, McNally. Units en route.

Okay, listen. I need you to sit down there, okay?

Do not move until I tell you. Please get down.

He's gonna k*ll me.

I'm not gonna let that happen. Just be quiet.

Maybe he won't even come up here in the first place.

[Knock on door]

Shay: Marcus!

Don't move.

[Doorknob rattles]

Duncan, what's your 20?

Duncan?

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

Duncan, where are you?

Please respond. I need you... now.

[Breathing heavily]

Come on, Duncan, man. Come on.

Maybe I can just tell him I didn't see anything.

No.

Shay: Yo, Marcus!

Don't say anything.

You here?

Duncan, what are you doing, man?

It's Bishop... he's in the house.

I'm with Marcus, and we're trapped upstairs.

Duncan?

Officer Moore, please respond.

Duncan?

Officer Moore, respond...

[beeps]

Shay: Yo, Marcus.

Is he coming?

You upstairs?

Come down, kid.

I just want to talk.

This is Officer McNally.

You take one more step up those stairs, I will sh**t.

He's up there with you.

Put down the g*n, Shay.

That kid's been saying some things that just aren't true.

And he needs to stop saying them.

Marcus: I won't say anything!

Just...

I swear!

Put the g*n down on the stairs right now, lay down on the floor, arms out!

[Breathing heavily]

[Sighs]

Don't make this worse, Shay.

I got no choice.

Can't let him talk.

[Breathes heavily]

[g*nshots]

[Breathing heavily]

sh*ts fired. He's on the ground floor.

Nick: 1511, we're on scene.

Nick, I think he's coming towards you, and he's armed.

Copy that.

He's coming out front. We're on him.

Officer: Police!

Officer 2: Shay Bishop, do not move!

Do not move! Put your w*apon on the ground!

Let's see your hands, buddy!

Now hands on the back of your head! Back up slowly!

Put your arms out!

Marcus...

It's okay.

Subject apprehended!

Come here.

It's okay.

[Breathing heavily]

[Sirens wailing]

Get off me!

Duncan: Hey, boss.

You okay?

It got kind of...

Where the hell were you?

Oh, no, I just got turned around a little bit.

You know, there was a bunch of one-ways, and... and then I think the battery on my radio's kind of sh*t and...

Oh, yeah?

No, you don't have to check it because I... could've been the battery, could've been anything.

[Radio beeps]

I was in that house with a kid.

I needed you.

Yeah, but, boss, it wasn't working...

I don't want to hear it.

[Engine turns over]

Steve: Bishop wasn't so happy about the cease-fire.

He thought Cody was weak for not fighting back.

So he kills his boss, blames his enemies.

Classic.

[Chuckles]

I'd hate to be him when his guys find out.

Ooh.

So, what happens to Ruiz and his crew?

Now we cut them loose.

The Jamesons coming apart, they'll move in and take over.

Right? So it goes.

Circle of life.

No.

We can't just write off a whole neighborhood.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Hey, I've checked through DMV records for Sophies, Sophias at that address, and still no luck on an I.D.

No one's reported anyone missing, so if I was that woman, I would be...

I'd be a little hurt.

She didn't make it.

I... I swung by the hospital on the way here, and...

I don't know. She was stable.

And then she had some sort of hemorrhage.

Did the hospital find any keys on her?

Well, if she was doing laundry, she would have...

I mean, she would have locked her apartment, right?

It's not like you would have left it unlocked for any amount of time in a building like that.

I don't know.

She didn't... she didn't have anything...

Yeah, but what if she dropped them?

I'm gonna go back and take a look.

Wait I don't want to be doing this again tomorrow.

Do... do you want me to come with you?

No, it's okay. Don't worry about it.

You've probably got a date with some hot chick or something.

Okay, uh...

What's going on with you and Chloe?

What do you keep talking about?

She says that you two haven't... she wants to know why.

She talked to you about that?

Yeah, I'm not thrilled about it, either.

So, you're still into her?

Yes.

Good. So what's the problem?

There is no problem.

She d*ed right in front of me.

I... I... I don't want to push her before she's ready.

Ooh, she is... she's ready. Believe me.

Good. You. Come here.

How you feeling?

Fine.

Good. Fragile?

No.

Dov here doesn't want to... rush you, because, well, you d*ed.

For like two minutes.

Still, it freaks a guy out.

Point is, he wants what you want.

Really?

Yes.

Good. You two get a room, tell me all about it.

Don't do the last part.

I'm not fragile at all.

[Keys jingle]

Oh, sweetie, sorry.

You shouldn't be in here right now.

I'm looking for my mom.

She wasn't home when I got back from Ella's.

Sweetie, is... is your mom Sophie?

No. Her name's Treena.

I'm Sophie.

Why? Do you know where she is?

That's all in your report?

It's what happened.

Okay.

So, what now?

He is gonna get suspended, pending an investigation, I would expect, and probably, they're gonna take his badge.

They're not gonna like this up top.

I'm sorry.

I really should've told you everything.

I just... I thought I could handle it.

No, look.

This job isn't meant for everybody.

At least we found out before anybody got hurt.

Moore, come here.

Hey. Rough day?

Yeah.

Need somebody to give you a ride home?

That'd be great.

Okay. I'll meet you at my truck in 10.

[Hip-hop music playing]

There he is.

How much?

Same as last time. It's all there.

All right.

[Coughing]

You didn't say anything the whole ride over.

Well, you, either.

[Scoffs]

You know, it just would've been nice for you to say something.

Like... like, there was nothing I could do, or I couldn't have trained him any better.

"It would have happened eventually."

I mean, I don't know, something.

Sorry.

Y... you don't need me to say that, do you?

Hey, look at me.

You're one of the best I've ever seen, okay?

You had a feeling about this guy, and you were right.

You got to trust that.

Andy. Andy...

I think you're feeling the way you're feeling because you believe in people, and you know they can be better.

It's what makes you who you are.

Thank you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay.

Night.