Chicago P.D. (2014) s05e10 Episode Script
Rabbit Hole
1 You work right next to one of the worst men in Chicago.
You want us to voucher for you? No, I'll take care of it.
I'm not a rat, man.
The second your sister got popped for that DUI, we tried to make it all go away.
You could go to jail over this.
What do you want? Your eyes, your ears.
I gotta go meet a CI.
I could use a backup.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Who are we meeting now? No use looking at me, kid.
Go.
You're gonna go one way or the other.
- Sarge, I, uh - Stop.
You don't get to play this one.
I swear to you, I didn't have a Have a what? A choice? Hmm? - It was my family.
- Uh-huh.
My kid sister.
They were gonna take her son.
I know what he's got on you.
There's nothing I can do about that.
- What did you give Woods? - Nothing.
I swear to you.
I tried to give him a BS video of Halstead in a fight.
He didn't bite.
He wanted more.
So the money at the crime scene the 20K that was him.
It was me.
But I didn't give him the tape.
The way I see it, you got two choices.
Serve me up to Woods, or you can help me take him out.
Sarge, I am with you.
I've always been with you.
Is that it? Are we good? I didn't say that.
[SIGHS.]
That is not true.
Okay, that's not who she is.
That guy just really liked her.
He gave her $500, like, ten minutes after having sex with her.
That's called "prostitution.
" He told her to go get a dress.
They were going out that night.
It's called being generous.
Ryan, please, would you say something? I'm not going anywhere near that one.
That means he agrees with me.
No, that means he's under your spell.
[DANCE MUSIC.]
- I should get going.
- Come on, stay.
It's like 2:30 in the morning.
I gotta be up early.
[WHISPERS.]
Let me show you something.
[DOOR SLAMS OPEN.]
Is that Wait, is that coke? I'm sorry, it's on my gums.
[LAUGHS.]
- I really gotta go.
- Mm, fine.
It's just, things are always better when you're here, with me.
That was so funny.
- Oh, sorry.
- No worries.
Yo, Camila, where you been hiding? - I'm really going this time.
- I'm coming with you.
- Let me just say bye to everyone.
- All right, I'll meet you outside.
Okay.
I've been looking for you for, like, an hour.
[TRAIN WHEELS SQUEALING.]
Camila, it's me, I'm outside.
Let's go.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[LOUD CRASH.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
Hey, man, you all right? - I didn't hit her, I swerved.
- What? She was crawling across the street.
Call 911.
Call 911! [RASPY GURGLING.]
Gunshots What? Damn it.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay.
You're all right.
Who did this? All right, just hang in there.
Hang in there.
Help's on the way.
You're okay.
You're okay.
You're not alone.
You're not alone.
[RASPING, WHIMPERING.]
[RASPING STOPS.]
Ryan.
Ryan! What happened? I don't know.
I don't know.
You gotta go.
You can't be here.
- What can I do? - No, you're high.
And the cops are about to be all over this place.
Just get out of here.
Go! Voight, it's me I need help.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO.]
Hey.
What's going on? Female victim.
Two GSWs.
No, Jay.
What's going on, meaning, what the hell are you doing here? All right, so I was here, working a CI.
What CI? Camila Vega, from the Veil Club.
The girl from the kidnapping case? Luis' sister? News to me.
She on paper? No.
Was the victim at the party? - Yeah, I believe so.
- You believe so.
You've been drinking.
Anything else? Just drinking.
Okay, go back to the office.
Don't talk to anyone.
Write up your IPR.
Okay, work the body.
I'll talk to homicide.
Copy.
What do we got? Two GSWs.
First shot, center mass.
Second, lodged in her spine.
Find a purse, ID? Nothing.
Okay.
Huh.
Well, if this was a robbery, they didn't do a very good job.
You write up that IPR? Mm-hmm Okay.
I was working her as an unwitting.
She works at Veil.
A lot of drugs move through that place.
She told me about the party.
I saw an opportunity.
But you're absolutely right.
I should've put her on paper first.
Uh, I screwed up.
Are you sleeping with this girl? No.
Okay.
Document it.
Start working the case.
You're already working the girl.
May as well stay under.
Figure out who killed this young woman, right? - All right.
- Mm-hmm.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING.]
Hey, I was just trying to call you.
You good? You need another? No, I'm leaving.
Cool.
Uh, this is Ryan.
Ryan, this is Wallace.
- See you later on tonight? - Maybe.
I'll be in touch.
He used to work here.
So, what the hell happened? The cops took me down to the station.
They started drilling me with questions, like, did I see anything? Did I know the girl that got killed? Really, she's dead? Did you know her name? Maggie.
Don't know her last name.
She was at the party, right? Did you see who she left with? Look, they were asking me if I saw - Ryan, I didn't - Anything suspicious.
I didn't watch her leave, okay? I All right, I'm sorry.
I can't believe she's dead.
I've never seen anybody get shot before.
You okay? It's always better when you're here.
Really? No traces of anything? No, tox was clean.
No drugs or alcohol in her system.
So our junkie that died at a West Humboldt party died completely sober.
What about sexual assault? No signs of that? No, no tearing.
No body fluids.
No trace of anyone else's DNA.
But UV light did pick up this.
"Echo.
" I talked to the bouncer from Club Echo.
He says Maggie comes in all the time.
He remembers because he's always yelling at her.
Girl's a hundred pounds.
Walks to the dank-ass club through the filthy-ass hood solo.
These are his words.
Uh, I couldn't get her leaving, but I did get her arriving.
It's a little weird.
This is her walking up to the club.
Tracked her backwards from there, to where she got out of the cab.
Now the cabby says she got on the Wilson red line.
There's an 'L' stop a block away from Echo.
Why get off early and take a cab? Yeah, the 'L' camera shows she got on at the Jackson stop.
She had to walk a mile to get to Jackson.
It's like she didn't want someone knowing where she was going.
So I used the, uh, traffic PODS, followed her backwards from the Jackson stop.
Looks like her night started right here.
This is an apartment building on Wells Street.
Thank you, sir.
We'll take it from here.
Does this look like the apartment of a junkie? Mail's addressed to Ella Porter.
I don't see the name "Maggie" or "Margaret" anywhere.
[DOOR CREAKS.]
- Chicago PD.
- DEA, drop your weapon.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Okay, let's take it nice and slow.
Like she said, we're Chicago PD.
- I'm gonna show you my badge.
- While you show us yours.
Why are you here? You got something going with Ella? - Is her cover name "Maggie?" - Yes.
What's going on? Something happened? Ella's dead.
Someone shot her earlier this morning.
No, no credible leads yet, but the good news is we've got a detective undercover in this crowd.
He's got lots of access.
Lots of contacts.
I'm confident we'll find the killer very soon.
But we'll need your cooperation.
Any idea what the motive was? No, I mean, we've only been at this 12 hours, but Look, I know what you're asking, Jim, I I understand the law, and believe me, if we confirm that Ella was killed because of her undercover work, you'll be my first call.
We'll get you a copy of her case files, DEA 6s generated, and everything else we can think of.
Thank you.
Question, though.
Why was Ella out by herself last night? Not sure.
She was off-book.
Maggie's real name was Ella Porter.
Grew up in Chicago.
Joined the DEA two years ago.
Yeah, and based on the information we have, it looks like she was trying to ID the distributor supplying cocaine to these five clubs.
Her main target is this guy, Alex.
He's the manager of Club Echo.
Low-level dealer.
He sends Ella a text last night at 12:30.
"I'll get you the intro you want.
Meet me at Echo.
We'll go from there.
" For now, we're assuming that intro was with Alex's source, - the distributor.
- Mm-hmm.
So, Ella gets to Club Echo around 1:00 a.
m.
Witnesses put her and Alex at the after party at 2:00 a.
m.
Jay saw her at 2:30.
And she was in the alleyway around 3:00.
Not a wide window.
Hell, I'm thinking something went wrong at the party between Ella, Alex, and the distributor.
So let's go back to Echo, talk to this guy Alex.
Work his ass.
Figure out who his supplier is.
Sarge, I know Alex.
I met him through Camila.
So, uh, let me work him.
Make an undercover buy.
Okay.
You're taking Upton.
All right.
Adam.
Listen, when you meet Woods - Right.
- Just give him what he wants.
Wait, wait you want me to give him the tape of you taking the money? - Yes.
- Boss, I don't How many times you want me to tell you? Whatever you want, Sarge.
Is there anything else you want me to know? Yeah.
I put in papers for Atwater so he's next in line for detective, not you.
Maybe you can use that.
You want us to voucher that for you? Nah, I'll take care of it.
You sure? Honestly, I can handle it, boss.
That 20K is still missing, huh? Yeah, I checked the inventory logs and ERPS this morning.
So what prompted this new, enlightened worldview? Anger.
Voight screwed me over.
Told me I was next in line for detective.
Found out this morning that he passed me over for my partner.
Told me straight up I was next in line.
And he passes me over for Atwater? Didn't even give me a heads up.
So the way I see it, I don't owe him a thing.
[SIGHS.]
Man.
[DANCE MUSIC.]
Yo, Alex, what's up, man? Hey, how's it going? This is my friend Hailey.
- Nice to meet you, Hailey.
- You, too.
You only roll with pretty people, huh? - [LAUGHS.]
- Try to, anyway.
Ask me, it's a solid strategy.
You two looking to party? 'Cause I'm feeling some pretty good vibes right now, especially from Hailey.
Aw, sorry, Alex.
You're not my type.
You know what? You're welcome to try a little, but she's gay.
I don't judge, Ryan.
Or label.
Let's get some drinks, yeah? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - So where's your girlfriend? - Oh, she's working Veil.
I might stop by later.
Um, yo, I came by 'cause I wanted to see if you could hook me up.
- What do you mean? - I wanna buy some blow.
- Why are you asking me? - Because I know you.
You know Camila better.
Oh, huh, she didn't tell you? Tell me what? She sells, too.
And, I'm just guessing, she'll probably give you a better deal, since you're sleeping together and all.
Look, man, I know what Camila does, but I don't like to mix business with pleasure.
- I think it makes things messy.
- Business? So this is more than just recreational.
Yeah, I'm looking to buy some big product.
I got a lot of eager customers who want quality stuff.
We have eager customers, actually.
We're in this together.
What kind of weight you thinking? Quarter key.
I don't have that kind of weight with me.
I can get it.
Nine grand.
Come on, man, don't do me like that.
We both know eight's the right number.
Meet me here tomorrow at 1:00.
All right.
This stays between us, right? Did you really know that Camila was dealing? We're gonna talk about this, now.
No, I didn't know, but I'm not surprised.
That's why I've been working her.
You're not working her, Jay.
You're dating her.
And you got her on paper now.
You screwing her is a fire-able offense.
And now she's mixed up in all this? What, are you gonna lie to the Feds next? My relationship with Camila got us here.
It got us the buy with Alex, who's gonna lead us to the shooter.
So, you are sleeping with her? What are you doing? I'm fine.
I'm fine, all right? And I can figure this out.
Let's let Alex take us to the supplier who might be good for the murder.
In the meantime, I'll talk to Camila, and I'll see what she knows.
We gotta talk to Voight about this.
No, not yet.
Give me a few hours.
Please.
A few hours, that's it.
We set up a buy with Alex at 1:00 p.
m.
tomorrow, which means he needs to buy a quarter key from his supplier.
All right, and we already got him hooked up.
We got a wire on his cell and his burner phone.
GPS tracker on his car too.
So if this guy moves, we'll know it.
Hopefully we track him to his source.
We can bust them both.
Well, we stay on top of him until then.
He moves.
We move.
Hey, where's Jay? He's with Camila.
That's all you wanna tell me? He's working his source, Sarge.
Trying to figure out what she knows.
Want anything to eat? I feel like I haven't eaten in, like, ten hours.
You okay? What's wrong? Look, um, I've been talking to some people, and that woman who died, Maggie, she was undercover DEA.
I think she was working Veil too.
She was DEA? So if you know something Camila, what the hell is going on? Nothing.
Nothing, I just Look, if you know something, you gotta tell me, please.
Maybe I can help you.
After Luis died, I couldn't afford this place, all right? I knew some people who were selling coke, so I started dealing.
Just a little, here and there.
Just to make rent.
I'm going to jail, aren't I? No.
No, not for selling an eight ball here or there.
Absolutely not.
But if you know something about that woman, that is something completely different.
No, of course I don't know anything about that.
All right, if I did I would've called the cops.
Then why are you so worried right now? Because she was a Fed, Ryan.
All right? She was probably taking names.
I need to get out of here.
- Leave town.
- That's not a good idea.
Look, it's better than staying here, all right? Broke and scared.
I've been thinking about it for a while.
After Luis died, I was gonna leave anyway.
I probably should have.
But I I stayed.
Because of you.
I love you.
I do.
Crazy as it is.
He's out of the car.
I don't see any movement down here, so maybe he's going down to another car for a handoff.
Walking down the alley, just past 45th.
[FOREBODING MUSIC.]
I'm pulling in the alley down the street.
Walking up to a garage.
He's going for the keypad.
He's gonna access the garage.
Keep slow and steady.
[KEYPAD BEEPS.]
We've been made.
We've been made.
Go! [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Get those hands up.
Get those hands up high.
Turn around.
Turn around.
- You got me? - Yeah, you're good.
All right, let's go.
We look clear.
Aw, damn it.
Okay, we might have action.
We got a quarter key, right off the brick.
What you got? These things open up the drop-off garages for the cash.
There's, like, six of them in here.
There was never gonna be anyone here.
You need to stop playing, Alex.
This is murder, okay? Murder of a federal agent.
I got nothing to do with that.
"I'll get you the intro you want.
Meet me at Echo and we'll go from there.
" It's a text message.
Had nothing to do with anybody dying.
The text message is enough to lock you up, plus the drugs.
Guys, I'm a nobody.
I go to a garage to pick up blow and grab a garage door opener.
When I sell the blow, I go to the address on the opener and drop the cash.
No faces.
No names.
I'm losing my patience.
Tell us something about the night of the murder, or we're locking your ass up.
I was just making an intro.
I make a thousand bucks every time I make an intro.
That's it.
That's all I was doing.
Who'd you set her up with? The person who recruited me.
We need a name.
Camila Vega.
Good.
Hey, no.
You can't talk to her.
She's a suspect now.
No, she is not.
She would not do something like this.
I know her.
Just let me talk to her, 'cause maybe I can figure this out, I can get a name.
Jay, no, hey.
You are not thinking straight.
Whatever loyalty you have to this girl, it is not worth it.
You have to let it go, man.
[SOLEMN MUSIC.]
Hey, what's going on? Hey, do you have a bag packed? Why? What the hell is going on? Grab your bag.
Take the 'L' to the train station near Grant Park.
No phone, no car.
And I'll meet you there.
- What happened? - Just meet me there.
We have to find a way out of this.
Just me and you.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Hell are you doing here? I don't know what she told you You think she needed to tell me something? Jay, you're not that good.
So I'll ask you again.
What the hell are you doing here? - I'm going to see Camila.
- I know that.
I ran your muds and tolls.
My question is, "Why?" - To see what she knows.
- Okay.
Well, here's what I know.
She's a suspect in the murder of a DEA agent.
- She didn't kill anybody.
- You don't know that.
You're gonna work her.
You're gonna wear this wire.
You're gonna find out exactly what she knows and bury her ass.
You understand me? What's going on? Why are we meeting here? I don't understand.
Look, I talked to Mike.
He said Alex got busted and I should tell you.
Alex? You gotta be kidding me.
Cam, what is going on? [SHAKY BREATHING.]
I lied, okay? I don't I don't just deal a little, okay? I recruit dealers.
I hook them up with product.
Okay, so you messed up.
You're moving drugs.
What does that have to do with the DEA agent? I was recruiting her through Alex, okay? That's why she was at the party.
She came to talk to me.
Did you? Did you talk? No.
No, I got nervous.
I heard someone call her by a different name.
Uh, Ella.
So I told the guy that I work for that something was wrong, that she wasn't who she said she was.
And then what? Then she was dead.
Who'd you tell? What's his name? - No.
- Yeah.
Cam, you gotta tell me his name.
You gotta tell me his name.
Maybe I can help, all right? But I need to know who shot her.
You can't help me, okay? No one can.
And I need to get out of here now.
Are you coming with me? Yes or no? Yeah.
Yeah, but first we gotta get out in front of this.
The only way out of this, for both of us, is if we get proof you didn't know that dealer was gonna kill her.
He'll kill me.
He'll kill both of us.
No, I am not gonna let that happen.
I love you.
I know I didn't say it before, but it's true.
His name is Wallace Blake.
The guy you were talking to at the club the other day? All right, here's what we're gonna do.
You're gonna text him, and you're gonna tell him to meet you at Veil.
Are we gonna let him do this? We're gonna get a confession.
It's the only way to clear your name.
It's our best chance at making this case.
Let's go.
[FOREBODING MUSIC.]
Eyes up, he's here.
Why is he here? We're headed out of town, so he came along.
All right, so? What's so important? I just wanna talk to you about the other night.
No, we're not doing that here.
Yeah, we are.
Who the hell are you again? Yo, man, we're just trying to do what's right.
The way I see it, you got more to lose than we do, so it's in your best interest to talk to us.
I just wanna know what you want me to say if the cops come get me.
Say about what? [SCOFFS.]
Don't jerk us off.
We both know what we're talking about.
That woman you shot, she's a DEA agent.
Ryan, what're you doing? Man, he is pushing way too hard.
Back off, Jay.
Well, you must have me confused with someone else.
I don't know nothing about a dead DEA agent.
You're just gonna walk out of here like a punk? Get out of my way.
Just talk to us.
Shut up, and get out of my way.
[GROANS.]
Chicago PD.
Hey, hey, come here.
Put those hands back.
Get 'em back! Back up.
[PANTING.]
You all right? [SOLEMN MUSIC.]
Hey.
Come on.
Come on.
[BEEPING.]
You got five minutes.
[SOLEMN MUSIC.]
So you're really a cop? Yeah.
I'm - I don't know what to say.
- You make me sick.
You know what it's like to be with someone who doesn't really exist? Do you know how that feels? - Camila.
- Get away from me.
Don't touch me.
Don't you hear me? Get away from me.
Now.
I didn't kill that lady.
And I wasn't anywhere near that alley.
How'd you know she was killed in an alley? - I read the papers.
- Wasn't in the papers.
Well, I read it somewhere.
- I didn't kill her.
- Good.
Camila did.
Mm.
[SCOFFS.]
Yeah, she was freaked out.
She told me someone called that lady by a different name.
She seemed scared, thought she was a cop.
Hmm.
All I know.
Y'all obviously don't have enough evidence, else you wouldn't have tried to work a confession out of me.
You guys don't play poker, do you? See? The thing is, you're not supposed to show me your hand.
I heard someone call Maggie by a different name.
All right? Ella, I think.
So I panicked because I thought she might be a cop.
I told Wallace to be careful, but I didn't think he was gonna kill her.
When's the last time you saw Ella? Around 3:00 in the morning.
She was heading out the door with Wallace.
That's good testimony.
Problem is, Wallace says you killed her.
That's crazy, I don't even own a gun.
All right, that's not good enough.
You know what? When the murder was happening, I was in the back room screwing your partner.
Is that good enough? These are from the floor of your car.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
- Driver's side.
- Yeah.
See all that stuff that's glowing? That's blood.
It's Ella's blood.
Must've been on your shoe.
I'm not stupid.
You guys are bluffing.
You sure about that? You know how hard it is to get rid of blood? I mean, you can wash it, vacuum it, wash it again, it'll Lawyer.
Okay, but then we can't help you.
Camila's words get set in stone.
We're talking about a federal agent here, man.
That's the death penalty.
Last rites, needle in the arm, the whole bit.
So Now, this is your one chance to get out in front of this.
Tell your side of the story.
Just help us understand why you did it.
'Cause you do that, tell the truth, and we talk to the Feds, make you a good deal.
You know, you I mean you think about it, this moment, right now, you decide if you live or die.
I knew that girl was lying.
[SCOFFS.]
Then she just walked away.
I told her to stop.
She kept walking, so I grabbed her.
She, uh she hit me.
And I I shot her.
So? What happens now? How do we make that deal? We don't.
What? You said I lied.
But you know, your instincts were right about one thing.
The photos.
They were fake.
So I guess we do know how to play poker.
What's going on? Wh hey! - Get off! - [GRUNTS.]
What the hell kind of game are you playing with me? I don't know what you're talking about! Gah! I don't know what you're talking about! [TENSE MUSIC.]
That 20K Voight took was in evidence all along.
[PANTING.]
What? The property clerk said he wrote down the wrong case number, so Voight played it by the book.
This time, anyway.
But you and me, we still got some business to do.
Understand? I said understand? I understand.
You know, Lieutenant, what is this? Why do you hate Voight so much? Hate? Nah.
We're two dogs in a cage and one bowl of food.
That's not hate.
It's survival.
So that's it, then? We do all the work and the And the Feds swoop in for the attaboy.
It's the way it goes sometimes.
Yeah.
But that's not what you're worried about.
Look, you did what you could.
Jay was over his skis on this one.
It's not on you.
Yeah.
Thanks.
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
I'm sure you heard.
Feds took the case.
Huh.
Are you seriously looking for drugs right now? Yeah.
Drugs, alcohol.
Or something might explain what the hell just happened.
I'll stop you right there.
I don't do drugs.
I never have.
You have my word on that.
Well, your word doesn't mean too much, does it? Now, I asked you point blank, "You sleeping with this girl?" You looked me in the eye, and you lied.
You put this whole unit at risk.
And you dug a hell of a hole.
I just hope there's a way out.
What's his real name? Doesn't matter.
Does to me.
Jay.
You got lucky.
Wallace confessed.
You're off the hook for the murder.
[SIGHS.]
But you will be charged with felony drug distribution.
And more than likely, accessory to murder.
However, if you cooperate, I can probably convince them to look the other way on that.
And help you out with that drug charge.
What do you mean "cooperate?" Just keep your mouth shut about Jay.
He's a guy that came into your bar, asked questions.
The night of the murder, you were at a party with a bunch of your friends.
One of them was Ryan.
Later, you found out he was a cop.
No sex.
No back room.
What, like I never even knew him? You didn't.
You do that, I'll give you a chance to have a life.
You don't, I'll bury you.
I won't say a word.
Like hell if I didn't know him.
The person you know, that's the lie.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
You want us to voucher for you? No, I'll take care of it.
I'm not a rat, man.
The second your sister got popped for that DUI, we tried to make it all go away.
You could go to jail over this.
What do you want? Your eyes, your ears.
I gotta go meet a CI.
I could use a backup.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Who are we meeting now? No use looking at me, kid.
Go.
You're gonna go one way or the other.
- Sarge, I, uh - Stop.
You don't get to play this one.
I swear to you, I didn't have a Have a what? A choice? Hmm? - It was my family.
- Uh-huh.
My kid sister.
They were gonna take her son.
I know what he's got on you.
There's nothing I can do about that.
- What did you give Woods? - Nothing.
I swear to you.
I tried to give him a BS video of Halstead in a fight.
He didn't bite.
He wanted more.
So the money at the crime scene the 20K that was him.
It was me.
But I didn't give him the tape.
The way I see it, you got two choices.
Serve me up to Woods, or you can help me take him out.
Sarge, I am with you.
I've always been with you.
Is that it? Are we good? I didn't say that.
[SIGHS.]
That is not true.
Okay, that's not who she is.
That guy just really liked her.
He gave her $500, like, ten minutes after having sex with her.
That's called "prostitution.
" He told her to go get a dress.
They were going out that night.
It's called being generous.
Ryan, please, would you say something? I'm not going anywhere near that one.
That means he agrees with me.
No, that means he's under your spell.
[DANCE MUSIC.]
- I should get going.
- Come on, stay.
It's like 2:30 in the morning.
I gotta be up early.
[WHISPERS.]
Let me show you something.
[DOOR SLAMS OPEN.]
Is that Wait, is that coke? I'm sorry, it's on my gums.
[LAUGHS.]
- I really gotta go.
- Mm, fine.
It's just, things are always better when you're here, with me.
That was so funny.
- Oh, sorry.
- No worries.
Yo, Camila, where you been hiding? - I'm really going this time.
- I'm coming with you.
- Let me just say bye to everyone.
- All right, I'll meet you outside.
Okay.
I've been looking for you for, like, an hour.
[TRAIN WHEELS SQUEALING.]
Camila, it's me, I'm outside.
Let's go.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[LOUD CRASH.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
Hey, man, you all right? - I didn't hit her, I swerved.
- What? She was crawling across the street.
Call 911.
Call 911! [RASPY GURGLING.]
Gunshots What? Damn it.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay.
You're all right.
Who did this? All right, just hang in there.
Hang in there.
Help's on the way.
You're okay.
You're okay.
You're not alone.
You're not alone.
[RASPING, WHIMPERING.]
[RASPING STOPS.]
Ryan.
Ryan! What happened? I don't know.
I don't know.
You gotta go.
You can't be here.
- What can I do? - No, you're high.
And the cops are about to be all over this place.
Just get out of here.
Go! Voight, it's me I need help.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO.]
Hey.
What's going on? Female victim.
Two GSWs.
No, Jay.
What's going on, meaning, what the hell are you doing here? All right, so I was here, working a CI.
What CI? Camila Vega, from the Veil Club.
The girl from the kidnapping case? Luis' sister? News to me.
She on paper? No.
Was the victim at the party? - Yeah, I believe so.
- You believe so.
You've been drinking.
Anything else? Just drinking.
Okay, go back to the office.
Don't talk to anyone.
Write up your IPR.
Okay, work the body.
I'll talk to homicide.
Copy.
What do we got? Two GSWs.
First shot, center mass.
Second, lodged in her spine.
Find a purse, ID? Nothing.
Okay.
Huh.
Well, if this was a robbery, they didn't do a very good job.
You write up that IPR? Mm-hmm Okay.
I was working her as an unwitting.
She works at Veil.
A lot of drugs move through that place.
She told me about the party.
I saw an opportunity.
But you're absolutely right.
I should've put her on paper first.
Uh, I screwed up.
Are you sleeping with this girl? No.
Okay.
Document it.
Start working the case.
You're already working the girl.
May as well stay under.
Figure out who killed this young woman, right? - All right.
- Mm-hmm.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING.]
Hey, I was just trying to call you.
You good? You need another? No, I'm leaving.
Cool.
Uh, this is Ryan.
Ryan, this is Wallace.
- See you later on tonight? - Maybe.
I'll be in touch.
He used to work here.
So, what the hell happened? The cops took me down to the station.
They started drilling me with questions, like, did I see anything? Did I know the girl that got killed? Really, she's dead? Did you know her name? Maggie.
Don't know her last name.
She was at the party, right? Did you see who she left with? Look, they were asking me if I saw - Ryan, I didn't - Anything suspicious.
I didn't watch her leave, okay? I All right, I'm sorry.
I can't believe she's dead.
I've never seen anybody get shot before.
You okay? It's always better when you're here.
Really? No traces of anything? No, tox was clean.
No drugs or alcohol in her system.
So our junkie that died at a West Humboldt party died completely sober.
What about sexual assault? No signs of that? No, no tearing.
No body fluids.
No trace of anyone else's DNA.
But UV light did pick up this.
"Echo.
" I talked to the bouncer from Club Echo.
He says Maggie comes in all the time.
He remembers because he's always yelling at her.
Girl's a hundred pounds.
Walks to the dank-ass club through the filthy-ass hood solo.
These are his words.
Uh, I couldn't get her leaving, but I did get her arriving.
It's a little weird.
This is her walking up to the club.
Tracked her backwards from there, to where she got out of the cab.
Now the cabby says she got on the Wilson red line.
There's an 'L' stop a block away from Echo.
Why get off early and take a cab? Yeah, the 'L' camera shows she got on at the Jackson stop.
She had to walk a mile to get to Jackson.
It's like she didn't want someone knowing where she was going.
So I used the, uh, traffic PODS, followed her backwards from the Jackson stop.
Looks like her night started right here.
This is an apartment building on Wells Street.
Thank you, sir.
We'll take it from here.
Does this look like the apartment of a junkie? Mail's addressed to Ella Porter.
I don't see the name "Maggie" or "Margaret" anywhere.
[DOOR CREAKS.]
- Chicago PD.
- DEA, drop your weapon.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Okay, let's take it nice and slow.
Like she said, we're Chicago PD.
- I'm gonna show you my badge.
- While you show us yours.
Why are you here? You got something going with Ella? - Is her cover name "Maggie?" - Yes.
What's going on? Something happened? Ella's dead.
Someone shot her earlier this morning.
No, no credible leads yet, but the good news is we've got a detective undercover in this crowd.
He's got lots of access.
Lots of contacts.
I'm confident we'll find the killer very soon.
But we'll need your cooperation.
Any idea what the motive was? No, I mean, we've only been at this 12 hours, but Look, I know what you're asking, Jim, I I understand the law, and believe me, if we confirm that Ella was killed because of her undercover work, you'll be my first call.
We'll get you a copy of her case files, DEA 6s generated, and everything else we can think of.
Thank you.
Question, though.
Why was Ella out by herself last night? Not sure.
She was off-book.
Maggie's real name was Ella Porter.
Grew up in Chicago.
Joined the DEA two years ago.
Yeah, and based on the information we have, it looks like she was trying to ID the distributor supplying cocaine to these five clubs.
Her main target is this guy, Alex.
He's the manager of Club Echo.
Low-level dealer.
He sends Ella a text last night at 12:30.
"I'll get you the intro you want.
Meet me at Echo.
We'll go from there.
" For now, we're assuming that intro was with Alex's source, - the distributor.
- Mm-hmm.
So, Ella gets to Club Echo around 1:00 a.
m.
Witnesses put her and Alex at the after party at 2:00 a.
m.
Jay saw her at 2:30.
And she was in the alleyway around 3:00.
Not a wide window.
Hell, I'm thinking something went wrong at the party between Ella, Alex, and the distributor.
So let's go back to Echo, talk to this guy Alex.
Work his ass.
Figure out who his supplier is.
Sarge, I know Alex.
I met him through Camila.
So, uh, let me work him.
Make an undercover buy.
Okay.
You're taking Upton.
All right.
Adam.
Listen, when you meet Woods - Right.
- Just give him what he wants.
Wait, wait you want me to give him the tape of you taking the money? - Yes.
- Boss, I don't How many times you want me to tell you? Whatever you want, Sarge.
Is there anything else you want me to know? Yeah.
I put in papers for Atwater so he's next in line for detective, not you.
Maybe you can use that.
You want us to voucher that for you? Nah, I'll take care of it.
You sure? Honestly, I can handle it, boss.
That 20K is still missing, huh? Yeah, I checked the inventory logs and ERPS this morning.
So what prompted this new, enlightened worldview? Anger.
Voight screwed me over.
Told me I was next in line for detective.
Found out this morning that he passed me over for my partner.
Told me straight up I was next in line.
And he passes me over for Atwater? Didn't even give me a heads up.
So the way I see it, I don't owe him a thing.
[SIGHS.]
Man.
[DANCE MUSIC.]
Yo, Alex, what's up, man? Hey, how's it going? This is my friend Hailey.
- Nice to meet you, Hailey.
- You, too.
You only roll with pretty people, huh? - [LAUGHS.]
- Try to, anyway.
Ask me, it's a solid strategy.
You two looking to party? 'Cause I'm feeling some pretty good vibes right now, especially from Hailey.
Aw, sorry, Alex.
You're not my type.
You know what? You're welcome to try a little, but she's gay.
I don't judge, Ryan.
Or label.
Let's get some drinks, yeah? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - So where's your girlfriend? - Oh, she's working Veil.
I might stop by later.
Um, yo, I came by 'cause I wanted to see if you could hook me up.
- What do you mean? - I wanna buy some blow.
- Why are you asking me? - Because I know you.
You know Camila better.
Oh, huh, she didn't tell you? Tell me what? She sells, too.
And, I'm just guessing, she'll probably give you a better deal, since you're sleeping together and all.
Look, man, I know what Camila does, but I don't like to mix business with pleasure.
- I think it makes things messy.
- Business? So this is more than just recreational.
Yeah, I'm looking to buy some big product.
I got a lot of eager customers who want quality stuff.
We have eager customers, actually.
We're in this together.
What kind of weight you thinking? Quarter key.
I don't have that kind of weight with me.
I can get it.
Nine grand.
Come on, man, don't do me like that.
We both know eight's the right number.
Meet me here tomorrow at 1:00.
All right.
This stays between us, right? Did you really know that Camila was dealing? We're gonna talk about this, now.
No, I didn't know, but I'm not surprised.
That's why I've been working her.
You're not working her, Jay.
You're dating her.
And you got her on paper now.
You screwing her is a fire-able offense.
And now she's mixed up in all this? What, are you gonna lie to the Feds next? My relationship with Camila got us here.
It got us the buy with Alex, who's gonna lead us to the shooter.
So, you are sleeping with her? What are you doing? I'm fine.
I'm fine, all right? And I can figure this out.
Let's let Alex take us to the supplier who might be good for the murder.
In the meantime, I'll talk to Camila, and I'll see what she knows.
We gotta talk to Voight about this.
No, not yet.
Give me a few hours.
Please.
A few hours, that's it.
We set up a buy with Alex at 1:00 p.
m.
tomorrow, which means he needs to buy a quarter key from his supplier.
All right, and we already got him hooked up.
We got a wire on his cell and his burner phone.
GPS tracker on his car too.
So if this guy moves, we'll know it.
Hopefully we track him to his source.
We can bust them both.
Well, we stay on top of him until then.
He moves.
We move.
Hey, where's Jay? He's with Camila.
That's all you wanna tell me? He's working his source, Sarge.
Trying to figure out what she knows.
Want anything to eat? I feel like I haven't eaten in, like, ten hours.
You okay? What's wrong? Look, um, I've been talking to some people, and that woman who died, Maggie, she was undercover DEA.
I think she was working Veil too.
She was DEA? So if you know something Camila, what the hell is going on? Nothing.
Nothing, I just Look, if you know something, you gotta tell me, please.
Maybe I can help you.
After Luis died, I couldn't afford this place, all right? I knew some people who were selling coke, so I started dealing.
Just a little, here and there.
Just to make rent.
I'm going to jail, aren't I? No.
No, not for selling an eight ball here or there.
Absolutely not.
But if you know something about that woman, that is something completely different.
No, of course I don't know anything about that.
All right, if I did I would've called the cops.
Then why are you so worried right now? Because she was a Fed, Ryan.
All right? She was probably taking names.
I need to get out of here.
- Leave town.
- That's not a good idea.
Look, it's better than staying here, all right? Broke and scared.
I've been thinking about it for a while.
After Luis died, I was gonna leave anyway.
I probably should have.
But I I stayed.
Because of you.
I love you.
I do.
Crazy as it is.
He's out of the car.
I don't see any movement down here, so maybe he's going down to another car for a handoff.
Walking down the alley, just past 45th.
[FOREBODING MUSIC.]
I'm pulling in the alley down the street.
Walking up to a garage.
He's going for the keypad.
He's gonna access the garage.
Keep slow and steady.
[KEYPAD BEEPS.]
We've been made.
We've been made.
Go! [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Get those hands up.
Get those hands up high.
Turn around.
Turn around.
- You got me? - Yeah, you're good.
All right, let's go.
We look clear.
Aw, damn it.
Okay, we might have action.
We got a quarter key, right off the brick.
What you got? These things open up the drop-off garages for the cash.
There's, like, six of them in here.
There was never gonna be anyone here.
You need to stop playing, Alex.
This is murder, okay? Murder of a federal agent.
I got nothing to do with that.
"I'll get you the intro you want.
Meet me at Echo and we'll go from there.
" It's a text message.
Had nothing to do with anybody dying.
The text message is enough to lock you up, plus the drugs.
Guys, I'm a nobody.
I go to a garage to pick up blow and grab a garage door opener.
When I sell the blow, I go to the address on the opener and drop the cash.
No faces.
No names.
I'm losing my patience.
Tell us something about the night of the murder, or we're locking your ass up.
I was just making an intro.
I make a thousand bucks every time I make an intro.
That's it.
That's all I was doing.
Who'd you set her up with? The person who recruited me.
We need a name.
Camila Vega.
Good.
Hey, no.
You can't talk to her.
She's a suspect now.
No, she is not.
She would not do something like this.
I know her.
Just let me talk to her, 'cause maybe I can figure this out, I can get a name.
Jay, no, hey.
You are not thinking straight.
Whatever loyalty you have to this girl, it is not worth it.
You have to let it go, man.
[SOLEMN MUSIC.]
Hey, what's going on? Hey, do you have a bag packed? Why? What the hell is going on? Grab your bag.
Take the 'L' to the train station near Grant Park.
No phone, no car.
And I'll meet you there.
- What happened? - Just meet me there.
We have to find a way out of this.
Just me and you.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Hell are you doing here? I don't know what she told you You think she needed to tell me something? Jay, you're not that good.
So I'll ask you again.
What the hell are you doing here? - I'm going to see Camila.
- I know that.
I ran your muds and tolls.
My question is, "Why?" - To see what she knows.
- Okay.
Well, here's what I know.
She's a suspect in the murder of a DEA agent.
- She didn't kill anybody.
- You don't know that.
You're gonna work her.
You're gonna wear this wire.
You're gonna find out exactly what she knows and bury her ass.
You understand me? What's going on? Why are we meeting here? I don't understand.
Look, I talked to Mike.
He said Alex got busted and I should tell you.
Alex? You gotta be kidding me.
Cam, what is going on? [SHAKY BREATHING.]
I lied, okay? I don't I don't just deal a little, okay? I recruit dealers.
I hook them up with product.
Okay, so you messed up.
You're moving drugs.
What does that have to do with the DEA agent? I was recruiting her through Alex, okay? That's why she was at the party.
She came to talk to me.
Did you? Did you talk? No.
No, I got nervous.
I heard someone call her by a different name.
Uh, Ella.
So I told the guy that I work for that something was wrong, that she wasn't who she said she was.
And then what? Then she was dead.
Who'd you tell? What's his name? - No.
- Yeah.
Cam, you gotta tell me his name.
You gotta tell me his name.
Maybe I can help, all right? But I need to know who shot her.
You can't help me, okay? No one can.
And I need to get out of here now.
Are you coming with me? Yes or no? Yeah.
Yeah, but first we gotta get out in front of this.
The only way out of this, for both of us, is if we get proof you didn't know that dealer was gonna kill her.
He'll kill me.
He'll kill both of us.
No, I am not gonna let that happen.
I love you.
I know I didn't say it before, but it's true.
His name is Wallace Blake.
The guy you were talking to at the club the other day? All right, here's what we're gonna do.
You're gonna text him, and you're gonna tell him to meet you at Veil.
Are we gonna let him do this? We're gonna get a confession.
It's the only way to clear your name.
It's our best chance at making this case.
Let's go.
[FOREBODING MUSIC.]
Eyes up, he's here.
Why is he here? We're headed out of town, so he came along.
All right, so? What's so important? I just wanna talk to you about the other night.
No, we're not doing that here.
Yeah, we are.
Who the hell are you again? Yo, man, we're just trying to do what's right.
The way I see it, you got more to lose than we do, so it's in your best interest to talk to us.
I just wanna know what you want me to say if the cops come get me.
Say about what? [SCOFFS.]
Don't jerk us off.
We both know what we're talking about.
That woman you shot, she's a DEA agent.
Ryan, what're you doing? Man, he is pushing way too hard.
Back off, Jay.
Well, you must have me confused with someone else.
I don't know nothing about a dead DEA agent.
You're just gonna walk out of here like a punk? Get out of my way.
Just talk to us.
Shut up, and get out of my way.
[GROANS.]
Chicago PD.
Hey, hey, come here.
Put those hands back.
Get 'em back! Back up.
[PANTING.]
You all right? [SOLEMN MUSIC.]
Hey.
Come on.
Come on.
[BEEPING.]
You got five minutes.
[SOLEMN MUSIC.]
So you're really a cop? Yeah.
I'm - I don't know what to say.
- You make me sick.
You know what it's like to be with someone who doesn't really exist? Do you know how that feels? - Camila.
- Get away from me.
Don't touch me.
Don't you hear me? Get away from me.
Now.
I didn't kill that lady.
And I wasn't anywhere near that alley.
How'd you know she was killed in an alley? - I read the papers.
- Wasn't in the papers.
Well, I read it somewhere.
- I didn't kill her.
- Good.
Camila did.
Mm.
[SCOFFS.]
Yeah, she was freaked out.
She told me someone called that lady by a different name.
She seemed scared, thought she was a cop.
Hmm.
All I know.
Y'all obviously don't have enough evidence, else you wouldn't have tried to work a confession out of me.
You guys don't play poker, do you? See? The thing is, you're not supposed to show me your hand.
I heard someone call Maggie by a different name.
All right? Ella, I think.
So I panicked because I thought she might be a cop.
I told Wallace to be careful, but I didn't think he was gonna kill her.
When's the last time you saw Ella? Around 3:00 in the morning.
She was heading out the door with Wallace.
That's good testimony.
Problem is, Wallace says you killed her.
That's crazy, I don't even own a gun.
All right, that's not good enough.
You know what? When the murder was happening, I was in the back room screwing your partner.
Is that good enough? These are from the floor of your car.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
- Driver's side.
- Yeah.
See all that stuff that's glowing? That's blood.
It's Ella's blood.
Must've been on your shoe.
I'm not stupid.
You guys are bluffing.
You sure about that? You know how hard it is to get rid of blood? I mean, you can wash it, vacuum it, wash it again, it'll Lawyer.
Okay, but then we can't help you.
Camila's words get set in stone.
We're talking about a federal agent here, man.
That's the death penalty.
Last rites, needle in the arm, the whole bit.
So Now, this is your one chance to get out in front of this.
Tell your side of the story.
Just help us understand why you did it.
'Cause you do that, tell the truth, and we talk to the Feds, make you a good deal.
You know, you I mean you think about it, this moment, right now, you decide if you live or die.
I knew that girl was lying.
[SCOFFS.]
Then she just walked away.
I told her to stop.
She kept walking, so I grabbed her.
She, uh she hit me.
And I I shot her.
So? What happens now? How do we make that deal? We don't.
What? You said I lied.
But you know, your instincts were right about one thing.
The photos.
They were fake.
So I guess we do know how to play poker.
What's going on? Wh hey! - Get off! - [GRUNTS.]
What the hell kind of game are you playing with me? I don't know what you're talking about! Gah! I don't know what you're talking about! [TENSE MUSIC.]
That 20K Voight took was in evidence all along.
[PANTING.]
What? The property clerk said he wrote down the wrong case number, so Voight played it by the book.
This time, anyway.
But you and me, we still got some business to do.
Understand? I said understand? I understand.
You know, Lieutenant, what is this? Why do you hate Voight so much? Hate? Nah.
We're two dogs in a cage and one bowl of food.
That's not hate.
It's survival.
So that's it, then? We do all the work and the And the Feds swoop in for the attaboy.
It's the way it goes sometimes.
Yeah.
But that's not what you're worried about.
Look, you did what you could.
Jay was over his skis on this one.
It's not on you.
Yeah.
Thanks.
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
I'm sure you heard.
Feds took the case.
Huh.
Are you seriously looking for drugs right now? Yeah.
Drugs, alcohol.
Or something might explain what the hell just happened.
I'll stop you right there.
I don't do drugs.
I never have.
You have my word on that.
Well, your word doesn't mean too much, does it? Now, I asked you point blank, "You sleeping with this girl?" You looked me in the eye, and you lied.
You put this whole unit at risk.
And you dug a hell of a hole.
I just hope there's a way out.
What's his real name? Doesn't matter.
Does to me.
Jay.
You got lucky.
Wallace confessed.
You're off the hook for the murder.
[SIGHS.]
But you will be charged with felony drug distribution.
And more than likely, accessory to murder.
However, if you cooperate, I can probably convince them to look the other way on that.
And help you out with that drug charge.
What do you mean "cooperate?" Just keep your mouth shut about Jay.
He's a guy that came into your bar, asked questions.
The night of the murder, you were at a party with a bunch of your friends.
One of them was Ryan.
Later, you found out he was a cop.
No sex.
No back room.
What, like I never even knew him? You didn't.
You do that, I'll give you a chance to have a life.
You don't, I'll bury you.
I won't say a word.
Like hell if I didn't know him.
The person you know, that's the lie.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]