APB (2017) s01e05 Episode Script

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ANNOUNCER: A maverick billionaire
GIDEON: 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.
ANNOUNCER: touched by tragedy
- The money!
- No!
My friend has been shot!
Where the hell are you people?!
ANNOUNCER: 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.
ANNOUNCER: to revolutionize
a police force
Technology doesn't solve cases, cops do.
You haven't met my technology.
♪
[shouts]
Wow.
ANNOUNCER: and save a city.
You guys are my partners.
We're gonna change the world.
WOMAN: 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.
[beeping]
[ATM whirring]
[ATM beeping steadily]
[alarm wailing]
SCOTT: 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.
GIDEON: 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 shot 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
explosion in the middle
of the city last week?
Was that safer?
[clears throat] 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.
[groans]
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 killer robot?
Tell me it's a killer
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.
MURPHY: 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 shot up an
ATM last night about 8:00.
Alarm goes off, we respond.
He's just standing there,
waiting, gun on the ground, hands up.
GIDEON: All right, don't
take this the wrong way.
Sounds like a case where
you don't need my help.
- [whispers]: I think he did it.
- GOSS: Yeah, we got that.
The thing is, he says he was
trying to get our attention,
'cause he needs to talk to you.
MURPHY: 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.
[door buzzes]
Mr. Reeves.
Thanks for coming.
Hello.
Mr. Reeves, you've been
an inspiration to me.
Oh.
Um [laughs]
An inspiration to shoot 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 drugs.
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 killer.
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 beating
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 beat 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.
COBB: 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.
DIANA: Thank you for coming.
I'm so sorry for any
trouble Robert caused.
He didn't tell me what
he was going to do.
GIDEON: Oh, that's all right.
We've all wanted to shoot
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?
[laughs]: 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.
[TV playing quietly]
We were both so proud. I
The man who gave her those drugs
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.
CONRAD: Let me just get this straight.
You want to take on a
shot-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.
GIDEON: But how hard can it be?
They're selling the stuff.
Someone has money, someone has drugs.
They trade the money
for the drugs, and then
we catch somebody, and
then we work our way up.
CONRAD: 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.
GIDEON: 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.
[car horn honks]
That's the banker?
That's quite a title for a guy
with such ill-fitting pants.
MURPHY: The banker never touches
the drugs, just the money.
That's the slinger.
He handles the drugs.
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 drugs?
Well, there has to be more drugs.
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.
[indistinct police radio chatter]
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. [knocking]
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?
[clattering]
[fire escape creaking]
No! Stop!
Stop!
Police!
1312 emergency.
Black male, white T-shirt, blue jeans,
heading southbound on Damen.
[tires screech, horns blaring]
Suspect is crossing 51st!
[horn honks]
[horn honks]
1312, uh, we lost him
down the alley by 52nd.
[both panting]
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 drugs,
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.
GIDEON: 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.
[Murphy chuckles]
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.
ADA: You do, because
they're gonna be feeding data
back to the station.
The more that you guys
see, the more that we learn.
MURPHY: And the closer we get
to putting a heartless
son of a bitch out of business.
BRANDT: They're serious
with these things?
Yeah. [chuckles]
Do I look like Bono in these?
Not even in your wildest dreams.
Uh, hey, Squad, 1305.
I am wearing the glasses.
GIDEON: 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.
[chuckles]
Nice.
[chuckles]
GOSS: Are we tripping?
It sure as hell looks like that.
We're getting exactly
what we need. Keep going.
Lower your head when I walk in ♪
I'm in a deep frame of mind
and that's what I brought in ♪
To the gaff, yeah, and
that's what I brought in ♪
Anyone ue, that's what I'm sortin' ♪
I'm not talking about sorting it out ♪
Talking about sorting it
out, bout sorting you now ♪
Lower your head when I walk in ♪
I'm in a deep frame of mind ♪
And that's what I brought in ♪
Fake friendships ♪
You know I'm not on
'em, so what's what ♪
What, you still got a problem? ♪
ADA: 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.
GIDEON: Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a loser.
[door buzzes]
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.
[chuckles]
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 shoot 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.
[knocks]
[door buzzes]
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 drugs.
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 Died, 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 died of an infection
within six months.
[chuckles]
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.
POWELL: 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 drugs.
Have you ever just, like,
watched a cop show on TV?
Anything? Nothing?
MURPHY: Let's stay safe
and secure the house
as quickly as we can.
I don't want any drugs
going down the toilet
or the garbage disposal.
GIDEON: 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.
♪
[device beeps]
OFFICER: Fire in the hole!
Breaching! Clear!
[whirring]
MURPHY: Chicago police!
OFFICER: Upstairs clear!
OFFICER 2: 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.
MURPHY: No Hi-town in the house.
Anything here?
BRANDT: Just about to check.
Care to join?
[door creaking]
Hey, Murph.
Looks like we hit the jackpot.
MURPHY: How much?
There's 50, 60 kilos.
[laughs] Whoa.
What's the jail time on that?
I'd say Marcos is gonna spend
a long time in a little room.
MARCOS: Detective.
I hope you got a warrant
for that property.
What the hell are you talking about?
- MARCOS: The shed
- Ada.
- belongs to my neighbor.
- No, that-that
that can't be right.
ADA: 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.
MURPHY: 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.
GIDEON: 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?
MURPHY: 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.
[sighs]: 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.
ROBERT: I can't believe this.
I just, I can't believe it.
He had the drugs.
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?
COBB: This, my friend, is Reggie Walker
and a big fat dope arrest.
Let's go.
Here you go, man.
[train rumbling overhead]
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.
TODD: 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.
[sighs] 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.
[chuckles] 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.
[laughs]
Well?
Gideon has his own battles to fight.
Then he's lucky to have you by his side.
Mi Cubanita fuerte.
[ringtone playing]
[laughs]
Detective Murphy.
DIANA: 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.
[line ringing]
GIDEON: Murphy.
Gideon, it's me. We have a problem.
I'll be back.
DIANA: 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.
GIDEON: Yes, which
is password-protected.
Can you, I don't know, hack it?
GIDEON: 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.
- ADA: 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.
[tires screeching]
[siren wailing]
Bernie, my love, can you
connect me to Conrad, please?
BERNIE: 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
drugs 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 drugs 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.
[phone beeps]
Just thinking,
I know I'm a rookie and all, but
maybe we should do a perimeter check.
Good call, rook.
ADA: 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.
[drone buzzing]
All righty. I spy
with my HD eye
There it is.
[computer beeping]
ADA: It's registered to Robert.
GOSS: There's ammo
in the passenger seat.
Looks like Ruiz decided to
do a little amateur cop work.
Damn it.
We got to get in there now.
[door creaks]
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.
MURPHY: Okay, make it happen.
[glasses whir]
♪
MARCOS: You been on my ass for weeks!
ROBERT: My daughter.
You hurt my daughter.
MARCOS: You blame me for that?
Then you come down here with this gun,
you try to take me out?
You ever even seen a gun, 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.
- BRANDT: Calm down.
MARCOS: 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.
BRANDT: 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.
ROBERT: Please.
Don't put yourself in danger for me.
This is my fight.
Yeah.
Maybe you should listen to him.
BRANDT: 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.
CONRAD: 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 shooting
through the wall.
What if you did shoot through the wall?
- MARCOS: I'm done with this.
- Gideon, are you crazy?
I can shoot 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.
BRANDT: Let's figure this out.
MARCOS: We can't figure anything out!
BRANDT: 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?
GIDEON: See that pipe
he's standing under?
MURPHY: I see it.
MARCOS: I'm not messing around.
Get back!
Gideon, I can't do this.
I'll be shooting blind.
Just trust the tech.
BRANDT: Nobody's messing with you.
Just lower the gun.
MARCOS: 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 gun to lethal.
BRANDT: The quicker you let him go,
the quicker we'll be out of here.
MARCOS: 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.
BRANDT: We can figure something out.
No!
No, we can't!
Police! Don't move!
Don't move.
BRANDT: He's alive.
[handcuffs clicking]
Thank you.
CONRAD: What the hell do you mean
Reggie Walker escaped?
COBB: 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.
REYES: 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 [scoffs]
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 killed 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 murder.
GIDEON: So no more
Hi-town in Chi-town.
That's
[clears throat]
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 drugs in this city.
[reporters clamoring]
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
GIDEON: 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.
REPORTER: But what is
that price tag, sir?
Well
They're only voices in the wind ♪
Don't let 'em think you're listening. ♪