Rogue (2013) s04e05 Episode Script

ETHAN: Previously on Rogue That's all you're going to get.
Anything happens to those kids, it's on you.
Ethan Kelly has $15,000,000 of my money.
Of your money.
Some guy just broke into Oaks' house.
ETHAN: Oaks has a pool guy coming twice a week.
So? Either he's the worst pool guy in all the Bay Area or he wasn't going there to clean it.
Put your hands behind your back.
Or arrest me and blow your opportunity to nail Oaks to the wall.
- HOPE: Stop! Stop! Stop! - (GRUNTING) Apologize, you fuck! Sir, you're under arrest for battery.
(TIRES SCREECHING) You let Maria die in a pool of her own piss and blood and you fucking abandoned her! You can help this girl.
Tell me where she is! CLEA: The captors cut their hands open.
Inside, there was a small chip.
The girls were told it was some sort of tracking device.
She's saying they didn't put the chip in her hand.
They put it in her head.
And it's still fucking in there.
(THEME SONG PLAYING) You good? I did it, if that's what you mean.
Sadie, we got to get out of here.
Now! (FLAMES CRACKLING) That's it? Not much of a scar.
I spoke to the other girls.
They said that the chip is tiny.
And the traffickers, they use some sort of gizmo to implant it in their hands.
SLEADER: And this girl's the only one to have it in her head.
CLEA: As far as we know.
I'm thinking, we get the chip.
We find out exactly what it is, who made it.
Maybe we figure out what we're dealing with here.
Maybe it leads us to the traffickers.
- Maybe.
- It's the best lead we have so far, Captain.
Where are we at with St.
Margaret's? We're still waiting on the surgery slot.
(SIGHS) It's a whole new world.
Who is that? Fuck if I know.
- Excuse me? - Hi.
Uh Kathryn Farese.
Phan's court-appointed lawyer.
Saw her sitting here.
All alone.
A police station is a scary place, Sergeant.
Captain.
Frank Sleader.
This is Detective Clea Annou.
She's the one who found Phan.
We're arranging for a surgeon.
A surgeon? What for? You don't know? The court clerk just said that a minor was in police custody.
Maybe we should talk in my office.
KATHRYN: Wait a minute, this chip is in her head? The MRI shows it was implanted in her brain.
KATHRYN: Oh, my God.
Why? We have no idea.
The other trafficked girls have them in their hands.
They were told the chip was a tracking device, keep tabs on them, make sure they couldn't run.
I assume you're testing these other chips.
The chips were cut out before we found the girls.
That's why we contacted St.
Margaret's.
Well, I'm going to need an opinion on this.
What do you mean? A doctor cutting into her brain? We're going to use the best doctor that we can find.
We want the best for that girl.
Still, I I need a second opinion.
Look, right now that chip may be the only way of finding out who these traffickers are.
It could lead us to other girls.
And I appreciate that.
But my client has privacy rights.
Like everybody else on American soil.
We appreciate you have her best interests at heart, but surely we can work together here.
I'm sorry, I don't know if I can allow it.
- We can get a warrant.
- And what's your probable cause? This child is a victim, not a suspect.
We don't know what that chip is doing to her.
It's inhuman to keep it in.
She seems to be functioning just fine.
What you mean is you want her help with your investigation.
I care about her just as much as you do, Counselor.
She's a minor, she can't consent.
You want to do the surgery? Get a court order.
Are you kidding me? You're going to make us go to court? - Clea.
- Captain.
Drive.
In San Francisco, when a guy does you a solid, beer is an appropriate form of payment.
In Chi-Town, if you don't call a guy you just met, especially if he's a cop, when your ass gets tossed in the clink, it's considered a fucking insult.
I'll remember that the next time I'm in Chicago.
- I owe you.
- Damn straight.
I'll start with a Guinness, work my way up from that.
Uh, rain check? And us Californians get the bad rap for being flaky? - Come on, I'll give you a lift.
- Thanks.
(PHONE RINGING) You're a dead man.
Yeah, I've been dead a few times before.
Hey, I'm a little busy.
What's going on? She what? Is she all right? Yeah.
(YELLS IN SPANISH) (CAMERA CLICKING) Huh.
Hi, I'm looking for Alice Williams.
- Alice Williams? - Ethan? - Hey.
- What are you - How did you - I stopped by the house.
Why? I wanted to see the kids, and then a neighbor said that Alice got hurt.
- Is she okay? - She has a broken arm.
A concussion.
She's sleeping.
- Can I see her? - Sure.
How you holding up, Donna? - I could use a decent cup of coffee.
- Hmm.
(SIGHS) They're keeping her for observation.
Did you see anything? No, I wasn't with her.
I was at work.
(SIGHS) ETHAN: What about Alice? Did she see anything or say anything to you? DONNA: No, nothing.
Just This car came out of nowhere.
- Police think maybe kids - Hmm.
Joy riders.
(SNIFFLES) God damn it.
I am not equipped for this.
- Ray - Donna, it's all right.
She's going to be all right.
Okay? It's very sweet that you came, Ethan.
- So what can I do? - We're fine.
Look, maybe I stay here, you go home, you shower No, I'm not going anywhere.
Well, what about April? Friends are watching her.
Okay, I'll tell you what, I will get, uh, a decent coffee for you.
Ethan, seriously, what are you doing? Oh, man.
You just feel helpless without a task, huh? Isn't that the definition of testosterone? Guess I could use change of clothes.
(SNIFFLES) - Okay.
- Alice has a favorite blanket.
- Consider it done.
- It's blue.
- Her initials are stitched in it.
- Okay.
Ethan Thank you.
Of course.
Wouldn't it be better for all concerned to get this thing out of your client's head? I have three doctors ready to testify that the chip is causing absolutely no damage.
Lacking a compelling State interest to remove it Catching and convicting the people who put it there is a compelling State interest, Your Honor.
Once the police know who made it, we have a better chance of catching the traffickers.
Maybe save some other young girls in captivity.
And if it were your daughter? Would the public's interest convince you to let someone go poking around inside her head? REGAN: I have just as many doctors willing to testify that surgery to remove the chip will cause no permanent damage.
Tell Joan Rivers that.
She went in for a nip-tuck and she never came out.
Surgery is never a sure thing.
What does the girl want to do? She's a minor, Your Honor.
She can't legally consent.
I'm sure she would want the cops to catch the people who did this to her.
And I'm sure she doesn't want to risk being turned into a vegetable or worse.
What's really going on here, Counselor? Whatever you decide will be precedential, Your Honor.
In other words, Counsel doesn't give a damn about the child.
I care about every child.
And every adult.
The bottom line, this motion is about a lot more than the particular facts of this case, Your Honor.
This is about the government overstepping its bounds and trampling on the rights of its citizens.
By asking them to help in a criminal investigation? No, by compelling them to.
It's called being a good citizen.
- It's called slavery.
-(SCOFFS) A little hyperbolic, no? KATHRYN: What would you call it? The government forcing a citizen to do its work? Under the All Writs Act Of 1789 signed by George Washington, clearly gives the court the power to issue such an order.
Really? Ask the lawyers at the Justice Department who tried to force Tim Cook of Apple to create a backdoor.
The Supreme Court never rendered an opinion in that case.
Although this is all very interesting, the All Writs Act is a federal statute, and as such, it delineates the reach of federal law.
There is no statute giving State government that power.
And there is no State statute denying it.
(SIGHS) You both make very compelling arguments.
And I certainly find myself in sympathy with your cause, Counselor.
But without statutory authority, I am loathe to violate anyone's privacy rights.
Therefore, I cannot order the requested surgery.
The State's motion is denied.
- KATHRYN: One other thing, Your Honor.
- JUDGE: What is it? The child is currently being held in a secure unit.
We feel this is detrimental to her interests.
Given everything that she's been through, we request she be moved to protective foster care.
- Any objection? - None, Your Honor.
Submit your motion in writing.
I'll consider it.
God damn it.
Fucking jelly.
(CAMERA CLICKING) Son of a bitch.
Fucking bullshit.
Stick.
Fucking jelly bullshit.
Come on! There you go.
(ENGINE STARTS) So that's it? We can't appeal? We can appeal, but she'll have her driver's license by the time we get it in front of Appellate Court.
What about Federal Court? I pulled that statute out of my ass, okay? It's not applicable, and even if it was, it's trumped by Phan's inalienable right to privacy.
Fuck.
The law is some tricky shit.
Amen to that.
There is something that we can do -but you're not going to like it.
- What is it? We can charge Phan with obstruction.
I told you.
A teenage girl gets a chip implanted in her brain and forced to do God-knows-what to a bunch of sick fucks.
The only thing that we can do to get it out is threaten to put her in jail? Tell me again what country we live in? There's got to be a way around this, there has to be.
When you find it, let me know.
Where the fuck are you going? (PHONE RINGING) - Hello? - And now you know I'm not playing.
I know you hate me right now and you want to kill me, but let me remind you of something.
Anything happens to me, my people will make sure those kids disappear.
Listen to me, I got $800,000 in cash ready to give to you.
That's not what I asked for.
Look, I'm trying to sell the fucking bar as fast as I can.
All right? I just need time.
I'll get you the money.
Now, I have 800 grand.
You just tell me when and where.
Hello? Fucking bitch! You two motherfuckers were supposed to be watching, you hear me? Ethan, I'm sorry, the car came out of nowhere.
- Shut up.
It doesn't happen again.
- Yeah.
Nobody gets close to the house, yeah? Got it.
Got it, Ethan.
You should shower.
You know, change of clothes, it'll make you feel better.
Do you remember when you met my dad? - You want to do this now? - Do you remember? Yeah.
Your cousin's graduation.
He stormed out the second we arrived.
Homophobic prick.
There was a time, before I came out and he took down every photo of me in the house, that I was actually Daddy's girl.
We'd go to Giants games, me and Dad.
(CHUCKLES) I was six or seven.
Total nosebleeds.
Not a lot of money in selling radon monitors.
Baseball was my father's one chance to unwind.
He'd get two super dogs with the works and if I didn't tell my mom how many beers he drank, he'd get me one of those big frog ice creams on the stick.
Whenever I hear the crack of the ball on the bat, there's nothing like that sound.
I haven't heard a sound quite like that until yesterday, when I hit that little girl with the car.
I can't stop hearing the thump of her body hitting the grill.
You barely knocked her off her bike.
She's fine.
You don't know that.
How do you know that? What if I killed her? What if she's dead? If she were dead, she would be on the local news.
(SCOFFS) Jesus.
(SNIFFLES) I guess I'm just not like you.
What am I like? I can't turn off the part of my brain that That what? Say it! That feels something, okay? That has compassion.
Like mow down a nine-year-old girl on a weekday afternoon like it's fucking nothing.
You think that I enjoyed myself yesterday? That I get some sick thrill out of harming a child? Fuck you, Sadie! I feel like shit.
All right? Just because I process things differently, I don't drown my sorrows in a bottle, doesn't mean that it doesn't affect me.
(GASPS) Where does it affect you? Do not be patronizing.
We're sitting on 500 K.
We could be gone already.
We've discussed this.
500 K doesn't get us shit.
We will be broke in six months.
How much is it worth to you to traumatize a little girl? Because I can't do this anymore.
(SIGHS) You know, I broke my wrist once.
David Bradley pushed me off the monkey bars.
(SCOFFS) Little shit.
My cast was pink.
And do you know what people told me? How brave I was.
That little girl is going to be fine.
We are so close.
Sure.
Whatever you say.
Hey! What the hell! See What the Thanks.
- See you, Donna.
- Mmm.
(PHONE RINGING) Everything okay? You might wanna get down here.
I'll be right there.
PATRICK: Do you two ever shut up? (FOOTSTEPS) Ethan fucking Kelly.
Never thought I'd be pleased to see you.
Detective Finnegan.
Thanks, boys.
(SIGHS) - You look well.
- Yeah? - Considering - Thanks.
What are you doing here, Detective? Ah, you know, I came in for some California sun.
Oh, yeah? Hmm.
- Where is she? - I don't know what you're talking about.
No? Okay, have it your way.
She's coming after you.
You know that, right? Oh, you're talking about Mia? You know, it's funny, 'cause the last thing I remember is that I delivered her safely into your custody.
Like you don't know.
I don't know.
She got away.
Wow.
You know, you people are completely, utterly inept, you know that? - Come on.
- Why? I know she's here.
Why else would you have protection on Donna Williams' place? It's Ray's wife, right? Your old business partner? Donna's been having some ex-boyfriend troubles and I've been helping her out, that's all.
You're selling the bar right after you bought it? That would have been a nice place.
You fix it up.
Yeah, well (SIGHS) Not all dreams come true.
(BOTH CHUCKLE) You're having some cash-flow problems, Kelly? She's after her money, isn't she? You know, there's a lot of red tape when you start a new business, especially in this city.
And it became a bit of a headache.
But maybe, you know what, maybe you could buy the place.
You could ask for another loan from Marty.
Come on! We both want the same thing.
You know she's not going to stop.
Let me help you here.
Why didn't you tell the boys that you were a cop? Hmm? No reason to ruin their day.
No? You out here alone, Detective? Huh? No backup.
Going a little rogue? That's not my style.
No.
What are you going to do if you find her? She's not here.
Now get home safe.
Aaron, Menashe - Come on down here.
- (FOOTSTEPS) You change your mind, Kelly, I'm at the same number.
Aaron, if the detective needs a ride back to the airport, give him one, will you? Sadie? Sadie? (SIGHS) (SIGHS) Shit.
I wish all my patients were as brave as you.
She's great.
I'm going to get the paperwork started and then we can get her home by this afternoon.
Yay! Okay.
You stay here.
I'll be right back.
So - Just need you to sign this release form.
- DONNA: Okay.
- Um - Write down - All right.
- Good.
- Hello, Alice.
- Hello.
That's for you.
Used to be mine.
Her name is Rosie.
Her ear's torn.
I know.
But we're all a little broken, aren't we? How are you feeling? Okay.
Bored.
I hear you've been very brave.
Who are you? I work in admin.
You know, boring hospital stuff, paperwork.
(CHUCKLES) Anyway What's important is you're okay.
Bye.
(SIGHS) Thank you so much for everything.
It's what we do.
But it's nice to be appreciated.
I know.
(GIGGLES) Bye.
Hey, we're all set.
(SIGHS) Where'd you get this from, sweetie? Someone at the hospital gave her to me.
- Say hi.
- Oh.
That's nice.
(DOOR OPENS) Brought you your sugar-free vanilla latte.
Yes, I made sure it's sugar-free.
Where have you been? And don't say coffee, 'cause it takes about five minutes.
I went to the gym.
Jeez What the fuck! You went to the hospital, and don't even think about lying to me because I checked your search history.
I just wanted to see for myself.
I was careful.
I swear.
(COUGHS) Jesus.
You're fucking crazy.
Do you have any idea what you've done, do you? No one saw.
You were at a hospital, Sadie.
There's fucking cameras everywhere.
Did you talk to her? Was Ethan there? No.
No.
Alice is fine, by the way.
Yeah, of course she's fine.
If I wanted her dead, she'd be dead.
That's right.
I forgot.
You don't make mistakes.
No, I leave that to you.
This is fucking crazy, I thought I could trust you.
Trust? Why don't we talk about trust? I was locked up for 16 months.
You disappeared.
Best part, the whole thing was your idea.
Would you be happier if we were both behind bars? "Hack into the NSA, Sadie.
Get me behind their firewall, Sadie.
" 16 months of my life, where the fuck were you? Yeah, let's talk about trust.
I am not in the mood.
And all I had to do was give the State's Attorney your name.
They offered me probation.
- I appreciate what you did.
- Well, ain't that sweet of you? Yeah, I know.
When you're inside, time fucks with your head.
One day becomes a week, and a week feels like Weird thing is, the years before they slam the gates on you, compresses, like when you step on a beer can or something.
One day you're sitting in the bleachers in Candlestick eating a big frog ice cream, the next, you're fucking dyke-bait.
Tell me, where did all that time in between go? You stole it from me, Mia.
- That's where it went.
- No.
We were partners from the start.
When that cop with sweaty pits and cigar breath was questioning me for 13 hours, where were you, partner? I just wondered If it had gone down the other way, if you were locked in that room with that disgusting bald fuck, what would you have done? When four bitches shoved you into the supply closet, and two hold you down while the other two Would you have given them my name then? What do you say, partner? Now you know why I don't want you to fuck me with the lights on.
Sadie Interrupt your lunch? Gegs.
Nine.
Four.
- "Gegs"? - G-E-G-S.
Gegs.
Been stuck on it for 20 minutes.
Scrambled eggs.
- Son of a bitch.
- Hmm.
You did the blood work for the girls, right? Yep.
And you found significant levels of lithium carbonate? I did.
That's the same stuff that forms on the anodes of batteries, right? What? I minored in chemistry.
Not a lot of people know that.
Our secret.
It's also used to treat bipolar disorder, manic depression.
Oh, you think the guys gave a shit about the girls' mental state? (SCOFFS) Probably not.
So if there's an electrical component to the chip, it's possible that the lithium carbonate came from there? It's possible.
But without examining the chip, there's no way to be sure.
All right.
Look at this.
The girls who were there the longest have the highest levels of lithium carbonate in their blood.
So it's reasonable to assume that it's connected to the chip? - It's reasonable.
- Mmm-hmm.
- And stuff is toxic? - In sufficient levels.
- It could kill you? - Yes, it would.
Thank you.
Regan, it's me.
I got something.
ETHAN: Hey, you two need a ride? - Uncle Ethan! - Ethan! Hey.
Wow, that's a cute bear.
He kind of looks like he could use a little bit of surgery, though.
- She.
Her name's Rosie.
- She.
I'm sorry.
- Someone at the hospital gave her to me.
-(PHONE RINGING) Oh, yeah? That's nice.
Michelle's picking us up.
Well, I told her I was going to give you a ride.
You don't need to do that.
Well, like you said, every man is helpless without a task.
I did.
I want to ride with Uncle Ethan.
(PHONE RINGING) - Do you need to get that? - No, no.
It can wait.
- Here, let me take that.
- Okay.
- You want to go fast? - Yeah.
- You ready? - (SQUEALS) (DONNA AND ALICE LAUGH) And what is it I'm reading? Forensics report, sir.
All of the trafficked girls had lithium carbonate in their blood samples.
And so does my niece, prescribed by her shrink.
She's doing fine, in case you're interested.
I don't think these guys care about the girls' psychological states.
Our theory is that the lithium carbonate came from the electrical components in the chips.
The longer the chip is in the girl, the higher the levels of You're assuming that all the girls arrived here and had the chip implanted when they arrived? We are.
And that they all arrived at different times? No, that we're sure of.
A report written by Professor Robert Cooke at Cornell stating conclusively if the blood level of lithium carbonate is too high, it becomes toxic.
How do we know it's not just the California air? - We don't, but - How can the State take a chance, right? That's what we're thinking, Your Honor.
I've prepared an order to show cause why the chip should be removed from the girl.
(SIGHS) MIA: Hey.
(SIGHS) Sadie? - What are you doing? - What does it look like? Come on.
Don't leave.
You can stay in the apartment, rent is paid till the end of the month.
I'm sorry.
Okay? Too late.
I am not cut out for this shit.
Well, he came up with another 800 K.
- What? - Kelly.
He came up with another $800,000, cash.
(SCOFFS) Why didn't you tell me? I was holding out for more.
That's $1.
3 million.
- Mia - I know, I know, you're right, okay? Let's get it and let's get the fuck out of here.
You and me, together.
Thank you.
Ah.
Make that two.
- Aren't you on duty? - (LAUGHS) That's funny.
You been ignoring my calls.
Uh, I've been a little preoccupied.
Preoccupied? Old girlfriend on the side you want to tell me about? No, I was helping out a friend.
Aren't you the knight in shining fucking armor? See, I think you're lying.
- Oh, yeah? - Mmm-hmm.
I think you've been avoiding me.
You sound like my ex-girlfriend.
We'll have one more for the road.
- Come on.
- Come on where? I got a little job for you.
What is that? Well, now, that would spoil the whole fucking surprise now, wouldn't it? Let's go.
Oh, can leave your piece.
No need.
Not this time.
If you say so.
(SIGHS) You want the good news or the bad? Judge gave the go-ahead to move the girl to a foster family.
I'll send you the address.
And the bad news, he's allowing the surgery.
Yeah, well, we knew it was never going to be more than a stalling tactic.
MAN ON TV: is a very elusive substance.
Experts had to search for it constantly.
Petroleum.
A power source like that must be a highly-prized State secret.
I had to find out about it.
Mmm.
Perhaps the secret lay within this government archive.
So, my mother, this beautiful Irish woman, from Kenmare.
Oh, there's a great fucking pub I used to go to.
What was it called? Uh, Crowleys.
Ooh (LAUGHS) What was I saying? - I have no fucking idea.
- Oh.
Her father brought the whole family to California by way of the Transcontinental Railroad.
They lived in Oakland and my grandfather owned the neighborhood market.
All the micks went there.
It was kind of like a one-stop shop, my grandfather's market.
You get your meat, you get your booze, my grandmother's homemade soda bread with a sweet spoonful of honey.
The best in the city.
Family-owned, family-run, the way it should be, you know what I'm saying? Up front on the register, Logan.
Doing the deliveries, Sean.
And keeping the books out back was Reese.
The only person who worked there that wasn't actually part of the family was my grandfather's best friend Nolan.
- Fucking Nolan.
- Where are we going, Oaks? So Reese, although he was still in high school, was really good with numbers, like, Harvard good.
He started to notice some discrepancies, you know, like a dollar here, a dollar there.
First it didn't seem like much.
Then it turned into two dollars, five dollars.
Before you know it, the shop's running into some real cash-flow problems.
- You get my drift? - Nah, not really.
Okay.
Reese asked Nolan about the discrepancy.
Nolan says Mrs.
O'Sullivan's husband just lost his job.
So, he lets her come in once a week and lets her take home a ham, eggs, bread, milk, for the family.
Okay.
So my grandfather runs into Mrs.
O'Sullivan at the St.
Paddy's parade at Market Street that year, and she says Mr.
O'Sullivan never lost his job.
Turns out that Nolan was just a dirty fucking thief.
Is there a fucking point to this story? Yeah, Red, the fucking point is (TIRES SCREECH) (GUNSHOT) Now, just so we're clear, I'm going to keep going down the line until one of you tells me what I want to know.
And when I get what I want to know, you all get to go home.
We good? I just kicked up to the motherfucker.
Why would I rob his ass? That was not the answer that I was looking for.
Your turn.
I don't know anything about a robbery, I swear to God.
(BREATHING HEAVILY) I don't know any of you, I don't know about any pool boy.
What about you two? Either of you ready to talk? Fuck off.
I want to talk to your superior.
My superior.
That's a good one.
Where's the fucking money? Listen, fuck nuts, if you're going to shoot me, just shoot me.
But I'm a fucking cop.
I'm an integral part of this operation.
And I have the connects.
I do the bidding, you rub me out, you'd be dead by breakfast.
Where's the money? Wow.
Go ahead.
I dare ya.
I'm a fucking cop.
You can't shoot a fucking cop.
What the You can't do this to me, please, you can't.
Do you know who I am? Please I got your fucking money.
$800,000.
Now put the guns away.
(SIGHS) Hey, there.
Richard Fogel from Child Services.
This is my colleague, Roger Seeger.
MAN ON TV: They merely substituted the word "oil" for petroleum.
And I assume that holds a veritable mine of classified information.
MATHES: Detective Casey Oaks, a decorated veteran of the force of 15 years, laid down his life earlier today in the ongoing drug war with San Francisco's criminal gangs.
Detective Oaks called for back-up to the 1500 block of Eddy Street, where there was a suspected drug deal in progress.
He made the heroic decision to enter an abandoned warehouse, engaged two known 47th Street gang members, Alejandro Rojas and Hector Torres.
We believe Detective Oaks was pinned down by gunfire, fought valiantly, and took out Rojas and Torres.
But unfortunately, Detective Oaks lost his life in the line of duty.
HITTER: Son of a bitch dies a hero.
Probably get a plaque or something.
Hmm, maybe a bench.
(SIGHS) You cannot trust the fucking news.
I'm able to confirm, however, that seven kilos of black tar heroin were seized, along with $800,000 in cash.
Don't worry.
Money's a short-term investment.
You'll get it back.
I'll take questions at this time.
Who are you people? As you may have noticed, you're still breathing.
Mention a word of this to anyone and that won't be the case for long.
- We've kept you around for a reason, Kelly.
- (ZIPS JACKET) Oaks dropped the fucking ball.
Make sure you don't.
Expect to be hearing from us.
(DOOR OPENS) (DOOR SHUTS) Let's get our money and get out of here.
(LINE RINGING) Hey, it's Ethan.
Leave your message.
What is it? Son of a bitch isn't answering.
(LINE RINGING) Hey, it's Ethan.
Leave your message.
Kelly, you better not be avoiding me.
I want my $800,000 and I want it now.
You keep me waiting, you know what's going to happen to those kids.
MIA: I want my $800,000 and I want it now.
You keep me waiting, you know what's going to happen to those kids.
(SIGHS) St.
Margaret's called.
Surgery slot's opened up.
Thought I'd go by, pick her up myself.
Okay.
Clea? - Nice work on this one.
- Thank you, sir.
Hold on.
Shouldn't there be a uni on the door? Fuck.
Call it in.
Request backup and a bus.
Officer down at 695 Hill Street.
Repeat, officer down.
Shit.
She's gone.
They took her.
Had a feeling you'd call.
- (DOOR SHUTS) - Did you now? You got one of those for me? Nope.
- She's here.
- I knew it.
You know, seeing as you fucked up the first time, I'm going to give you a second chance at her.
That's very big of you.
It is.
What you mean is, you need my help.
You know, as much as it pains me to say it Yeah.