Blue Bloods s05e21 Episode Script
New Rules
- Chief Kent is here, sir.
- Well, let's have him, Baker.
Thank you.
- Hey.
- Hey, hey.
The man voted least popular by the gangs of New York.
- Ha, ha.
Thank you very much.
- Please.
It's an honor.
On the other hand, you're sending so much business over to the DA's office that they owe you a thank you note and a nice bottle.
And every one is a good collar, by the book.
Then they owe you a case of nice bottles.
- I won't hold my breath.
- Seriously, Don, great work.
- Incredible results.
- We're getting there.
- Briefing said you're mopping up.
- As we speak.
Well, then, take a rest on your laurels for a minute, starting now.
- I'm good.
- And how's Maggie? She's great.
Taking her out to lunch today for our 30th.
Congratulations on that, too, then.
Department should have a medal for the wives that put up with us.
I'll work on that.
And let's book a date for dinner, just the three of us.
That sounds good, but you know Maggie will wanna bring along one of her girlfriends for you.
- What, she's still on about that? - Same as it ever was.
- But you got my back, right? - Until you say otherwise, boss.
Little something to wear at your lunch.
What did you do? Wow.
You earned it.
Like father, like son.
As of now, you are officially a two-star chief.
Don't know what to say, Frank.
Then I'll say it for both of us.
Thank you, Chief Kent.
That's the car we're looking for.
- You guys ever heard of the DMV? - Huh? Your tag's expired.
Turn off the ignition, put your keys and the hands on the dashboard.
- Both of you.
- Just write me a ticket, man.
I got a better idea.
How about you get your ass out of the car.
- You too.
Let's go.
- Come on, on the sidewalk.
Face the car.
Hands on the car.
- Anything in the trunk, tough guy? - No.
- You mind if we take a look? - You got a warrant? I don't need a warrant.
What are you, a law professor or something? Since when do you ask all the questions? There's my warrant.
Get on the ground! Get on the ground! - On the ground.
- Turn around, get on the ground, now.
- Move.
- Hands behind your head.
- Hands behind your back, let's go.
- Hope you got a receipt for those.
Judge will toss this out and we'll walk.
You may walk, but you're gonna have a tough time explaining how you lost $50,000 worth of stolen hardware to your boss, aren't you? Now where's your law degree? Get up.
What are you guys doing out here? Do me a favor, take your hands out of your pockets.
- Thanks a lot.
- Man, why you hassling us? We got multiple complaints of drug activity on this block.
- You guys fit the general description.
- Let me see your ID.
I'm gonna see all your IDs.
You got a weapon here? What's this, your cold medicine? Hey, it's Curtis.
Eddie.
- You got anything on him? - No, he's clean.
Curtis, come here.
What are you doing out here today, Curtis? I was just heading to work, stopped to talk for a minute and then y'all show up.
Your friends are wearing colors.
What are you doing talking to gang bangers, Curtis? They called me over.
They run the neighborhood, I didn't want to disrespect them.
Still working with your mother at St.
Victor's Hospital? Yeah.
She talked to my sister-in-law, she asked me to check up on you.
She said he's worried about you hanging out with bad guys.
I didn't do anything wrong, so Well, your friends, they certainly did.
Like I said, they run the neighborhood.
What else am I supposed to do? You got a pass this time, Curtis.
You gotta watch the company you keep, understand? - Yeah.
- All right.
- I'm late for work, can I go? - Yeah.
Take off.
- What do you think? - I think he's a good kid.
I hope it's enough to keep him out of trouble.
You've got the Brooklyn Borough president at 4.
Then cocktails at Gracie Mansion.
Five bucks if you get me out of drinks with the mayor.
Cost you way more than that.
What is it? Get them back to work.
And, Sid Everything we got.
Let me through.
Excuse me, let me through.
Caught it on the air.
What happened? They were on their way to his car and got hit.
Chief's driver see the shooter? Black SUV, rear license plate removed.
- I'll talk to the driver.
- Thank you.
- I'd like to catch this one.
- You got it.
All hands on deck.
- Done deal.
- And everything by the book.
- How's that the headline? - Just is.
One of your chiefs and his wife were just murdered in cold blood.
And you ask me, I say screw the mayor, the DA, the press, and whoever might be looking over your shoulder.
- No one's looking over my shoulder.
- Then why? When I revised the guidelines for detectives, it was Don Kent who had the most input.
So we do it his way.
- That's how we honor him.
- Frank.
Thomas, I'm so sorry.
Thomas, your mom and dad were the best of us.
Thank you, sir.
New York City police chief gets gunned down in broad daylight, nobody sees a damn thing? I got a few descriptions of two individuals in a black SUV.
- Nothing that we can use.
- Great.
You spoke to Thomas Kent, is there any way this could be a personal beef against his dad? Most people don't settle personal beefs by carrying out public executions, which makes me think, - this is exactly what it looks like.
- A gang hit.
Retribution for Chief Kent's anti-gang crack down.
But they gotta know it's gonna bring down the wrath of God.
Ordinarily it would, but now 1 PP wants our every move - to be right out of the patrol guide.
- I heard that.
Chief Kent was by the book, so we gotta do it by the book.
- And I hear a "but.
" - Of course you hear a "but.
" Look how it worked out for Chief Kent.
We got company.
You'll be working out of this office.
I'll be back.
Hey, what are you doing here? DA has set up a special task force to assist with the Kent investigation.
- I'm heading it up.
- All right.
We're just getting started, so if we need a warrant or anything, we'll let you know.
- It's not gonna work that way, Danny.
- What's that supposed to mean? I have instructions to ensure this investigation follows the letter of the law, so when charges are brought, - they stand up in court.
- So you're here to babysit? - On whose orders? - The DA, the mayor.
The powers that be wanna make sure this entire investigation is done by the book.
- So? - So I'm the book.
Chief Kent served this department with honor and distinction for 33 years.
He and his wife, Maggie, both committed their lives to making this city a better place and they will be sorely missed.
- For the record - Commissioner, this incident is being referred to as an execution.
Is that accurate? Execution, assassination, massacre, you can call it what you want.
It is certainly the most barbaric assault targeting this department that I have seen in all my years on the job.
Do you believe this is retribution for the department's recent anti-gang initiative? If they were gang members.
At this moment, affiliation and motive run a distant second to finding who did this and bringing them in.
Do you consider this part of a recent pattern of tension between the public and police? Seriously? Is that a real question? Here? Now? Yes, sir, certainly the commissioner is aware The commissioner is aware that a chief and his wife were gunned down in cold blood.
If you need someone to frame that in some larger narrative, I'm not your guy today.
For the record, I consider this a double homicide and a tragic personal loss for myself and this department.
Chief and his wife exit here, make their way down to the sidewalk.
Driver's facing the door, so he doesn't see the shooter approaching in an SUV.
Pop, pop, pop, they get hit here, shooter makes a clean getaway.
- Were you working yesterday, Trent? - Negative.
My boy Hector heard the gun.
- That would be Hector Flores? - That it would.
Hector hasn't been interviewed yet.
You know where he is? He flaked and they called me in to cover.
I was supposed to rehearse with my band.
You missed band practice, huh? What a tragedy.
How about you just tell us where Hector Flores is? - I heard he's at St.
Victor's.
- He's in the hospital? You didn't think to tell us that in the first place? Chill, dude.
I just did.
- How about you chill, dude? - Okay, thank you, Trent.
Come on, let's go.
Like I said, Ma, they're just friends of mine.
The kind of friends who get stopped by the police? They're going to put you in danger.
I'm a lot safer if they like me than if they don't, Ma.
You need to trust me.
Uh, sorry, Faith, Dr.
Taylor's asking for you.
We're not done young man.
- You had to tell her? - Your mom's my friend, Curtis.
She's worried about you.
She doesn't know what it's like for me on the streets.
Well, she's trying.
She just wants you to be safe.
- You gotta be careful.
- You're as bad as she is.
Well, us overprotective moms gotta stick together.
Now, get back to work.
- Hey.
- What are you doing here? You got a patient here, a Hector Flores? Yeah, came into the ER last night.
Gunshot wound to the abdomen.
What happened? Claims he was cleaning his gun and it went off, but the wound doesn't appear to be self-inflicted.
Did you guys report it? Yeah, but with the chief and his wife getting shot, no one's been down to question him.
Great, we'll take care of that right now.
So you were working the parking stand when Chief Kent and his wife were killed? Yeah, he was a real nice guy, you know, he tipped me just for opening the car door when they came in.
Not everyone does that.
What did you see, Hector? Well, they passed by me when they were leaving the restaurant.
I thanked them for coming and then I heard the shots, and people started screaming, it was crazy.
Did you happen to see who did the shooting? No, I hit the ground as soon as I heard the shots.
You say you accidentally shot yourself when you were cleaning your gun? Yeah, heh, stupid.
Also stupid lying to cops.
I mean, self-inflicted gunshot wounds look a certain way, Hector, and I gotta tell you, that's not it.
I didn't see nothing, detective.
Entry wound suggests you were facing the shooter when you got hit.
That tells us you saw something.
I'm willing to bet the slug the docs pull out of your gut is gonna match the ones that killed Chief Kent and his wife.
Hector, we're not trying to jam you up here, we're trying to help you, but we need you to help us, too, okay? - You got kids, detective? - I have two boys.
I got twin girls.
They just turned 3.
- I want to watch them grow up.
- Hector, come on.
Whatever you're afraid of, we can give you protection.
I'm sorry, I can't help you.
Listen, your best isn't good enough, okay? Now, if you don't get me the ballistics on the slugs you pulled from the chief and his wife in the next two hours, I'm coming down there myself.
And you're not going like it.
- You ready to be happy? - Don't I look happy to you? Took this off of surveillance three blocks away from the crime scene.
All right, I'm getting a little happier.
Warrior Kings tattoo.
Can't make out the guy's face.
That's why God invented facial recognition software.
Son of a bitch.
Mario Hunt.
This guy's a stone-cold killer, he's one of Clinton Wallace's main men.
- Head of the Warrior Kings.
- Yeah.
He's cooling his jets in Rikers right now.
He's awaiting trial, but these guys never make a move without Wallace's blessing.
You think Wallace would have the stones to order Hunt to take out a police chief and his wife? Let's grab Hunt and find out.
I'll be right back.
I need a warrant to arrest this piece of crap and to toss his place.
- What have you got? - Him on tape near the crime scene.
- Is that it? - He's a known felon and a gang member, in one of the most notorious gangs in the city and we got a dead police chief and why the hell am I answering to you? - You need more, Danny.
- Check the file.
The only reason this mutt is still on the street is because it your office let him escape twice on separate manslaughter trials.
Come on, Danny, we wouldn't ask a judge to issue this warrant on a regular homicide investigation.
This isn't a normal homicide investigation, - we grew up with these people.
- It can't be about that.
Is this Dad talking now or you? Okay then, Dad, do I get my warrant or not? Not.
Come on.
I thought you told me you weren't with these guys.
I'm not, we're just hanging out.
Arresting officer said your pals were selling drugs.
- I don't know anything about that.
- Yeah, how about this? Yeah, it's no big deal, they gave it to me.
Actually, Curtis, possession of an illegal weapon is a big deal.
Especially when it's got Warrior King markings on it.
It's not what looks like.
Good, because it looks like these guys are recruiting you.
Those guys in there make more in one night than I do working the entire month working at the hospital.
Selling guns and drugs.
Trust me, that money won't do them much good when they're all dead or in jail in a year or two.
Look, okay, they want to recruit me, but I don't want to.
Okay, it's not that easy.
Gangs like the Warrior Kings feed off guys like you, Curtis.
You do the dirty work, they get rich.
I appreciate you trying to help me out, all right, but I think I know what I'm doing.
Could've fooled me.
Hey, wait, wait.
Do you think you could help me out with the weapons charge? You want to be a gang banger? You should get used to spending time behind bars.
- Hey, man, watch it.
- Move your ass.
Get out of the way.
Mario.
Where the hell are you going? Look, man, I ain't carrying nothing, all right? Really? What do you look so afraid for, huh? Big-shot cop got hit.
Which means you guys is out here kicking ass.
- That's true.
Shoot him.
- Whoa.
- What the hell is this? - Modern policing.
You rolling? Great.
Mario Hunt, you're a person of interest in a double homicide.
Will you willingly submit to questioning? Telling me I ain't gonna get a beating? Will you willingly submit to questioning? Yes or no.
Yeah, why not? I mean, I ain't got nothing to hide.
I'm sure you don't.
Turn it off.
I was really hoping you would have tried to run.
Let's go.
- Something smells good.
- Mother's beef stew.
I figured you'd be needing some about now.
Make it to go, will you? I'm just changing my clothes, heading back.
Then I won't offer to buy you a drink.
Wouldn't make a dent anyway.
You okay, Francis? - No.
- You'll get them.
- Not all of them.
- What's that mean? It means, yes, we'll get the guys who shot Don and Maggie.
- At least I hope we will.
- That's what I meant.
But more will take their place and more after them.
And maybe raise the bar even higher.
- What bar? - The bar.
The threshold where the guy in my shoes goes.
They'll do anything, they'll stop at nothing.
It's an unwinnable war.
You can't let yourself think that way, son.
I'm not letting myself think that way, Pop, it's just kind of rolling over me in big, cold waves.
- But you're built to take it.
- Maybe I was.
Maybe I'm not anymore.
This war, there's no end.
No Appomattox.
Francis, I'm gonna say "enough.
" Oh, come on, Pop.
You're telling me, there never came a day where you didn't say "enough?" Admit it was a zero-sum game and get the hell out? No.
Then I'm saying you're lying to me, Pop.
I'll take some of that stew to go.
These photos place you in the vicinity of the scene minutes before the murders took place.
Me and like 10,000 other people.
Yeah, well, none of those 10,000 have a rap sheet quite as impressive as yours.
Now, what the hell were you doing in that neighborhood at that time of day? Hanging out with this girl, man.
You know how that go.
- What's her name? - Don't know her that well.
You think this is funny? No, I think it's a waste of my damn time.
Well, why don't you stop wasting ours? You've been popped twice for manslaughter.
Walked both times.
Prosecutors ain't what they used to be.
Both times weapon used was a.
45 caliber semiautomatic handgun.
Same as the one used to kill the chief and his wife.
There's a million of those things on the street.
Kent was coming down pretty hard on the Warrior Kings.
- You guys must have been pissed off.
- Doesn't mean we took him out.
Why don't we just cut to the chase here? We know your boss, Wallace, called you from Rikers Island and ordered the hit on the chief.
I have no idea what you're talking about, officer.
There's no officers here, only detectives.
You are gonna make this real tough on yourself, Mario.
Look, we both know if you had anything on me, my ass would already be in the system.
Look, I'm done talking.
Either arrest me or let me the hell up out of here.
Yeah, thought so.
That's right, beat it.
Bring me back a bottle of water or something.
I don't give a damn what that son of a bitch says, he's our guy.
Maybe, but he's right, you have no weapon.
No evidence connecting him to this crime.
Listen, we're not gonna get anything if our freaking hands are tied.
- We can't do our jobs.
- Okay.
We need time to build a case.
Did you put Hunt's picture in a photo array in front of your witness in the hospital? - Yeah, we did.
He wouldn't ID him.
- Wouldn't or couldn't? Hector Flores lives in the Bronx.
He knows the Warrior Kings, knows what they're capable of.
I get that he's scared and I understand, but you have no ID, no weapon, nothing on Hunt.
Give us time and we'll find it.
Let us hold him for 24 hours.
- Based on what? - Based on who gives a damn.
An old warrant, a clerical error, just put him on ice.
I can't do that, Danny.
You can't or you won't? We let him go now, he's gonna disappear and then we got squat.
I'm sorry, cut him loose.
- Is it true, Danny? - What are you talking about? How you had Mario Hunt in your house and you let him go? Yeah, unfortunately it's true.
- You like him as the shooter? - I do.
Then how the hell could you let him walk? Lot of cooks in the kitchen on this one, Thomas.
What the hell's that supposed to mean? Look, I got a car sitting on Hunt, He slips up, that joke will be back in here, I promise you.
How does a gang banging scumbag with a sheet a mile long get released when there's a cop and his wife in the morgue? Can't cross the line right now.
When is there a line when one of ours gets killed? - I don't like it any more than you do.
- It's the rules, Danny.
- You know them just as well as I do.
- Take it easy, all right? Rule number one, is nothing stands in the way of us getting justice for a fallen officer.
I shouldn't have to tell you that.
- Doing all I can.
- Could've fooled me.
You know, Danny, if it was your old man in the morgue, or your DA sister, I'd burn this city down to make it right.
That's what a real cop does.
- You wanted to see me? - Yeah.
Your boss tells me you asked off the Kent investigation.
- That's right.
- Would you mind telling me why? All due respect, I can't work a homicide in tap shoes.
- Meaning? - I think you know what it means.
I am sorry you find proper procedure such a burden.
Proper procedure? You got Erin wrapped around my neck so tight I can barely breathe.
I got her there? If that's what you really think, you need to do your homework.
I did.
There's no way she sets up shop in the squad without your say-so.
Yeah, her boss asked for my cooperation and I gave it, so I could ask for his and get it.
And you're done when I say you're done.
Don Kent was a great cop who never brought anything but honor to the job.
- Well, we can agree on that much.
- Then honor him.
Do your job.
I'm doing my job, the best way that I can.
Get over yourself, detective, do your job, period.
We're trying to honor Chief Kent by doing it his way when we should be honoring him by trying to find the guy who killed him and his wife.
We're not gonna do that by being sentimental.
There comes a time to rule by fear and not by the book.
Has that time come? Then take my shield.
- You seem to want it.
Take it.
- No.
Then I'm still your commissioner and your request to reassign is denied.
Hey.
I just got a call from the hospital administrator.
You're leaving.
I'm taking Curtis down to Tampa.
- I heard he got arrested.
- Judge let him off with a warning.
Are you sure things are gonna be better in Tampa? No, but that boy's all I've got and I don't know what else to do.
Thanks, Linda.
- I couldn't ask for a better friend.
- Oh, stop it.
- How you doing there, Hector? - Good.
- Doc says I should go home soon.
- Good for you.
Saw your girls outside.
- Yeah, beautiful family you got.
- Thanks.
I bet they're happy daddy's coming home.
Yeah, heh, they say they can't sleep at night unless daddy checks the closet for monsters.
Well, that's a father's job, right? Make them feel safe.
Yeah.
You, uh, find the guy who, uh, shot those people? - As a matter of fact, we did.
Yeah.
- Oh, good.
Unfortunately, I had to let him go.
- You're from the Bronx, right? - Yeah.
So you've seen firsthand what gangs can do to a neighborhood? Drugs, guns, extortion, murder.
Yeah, you learn to live with it and you mind your own business.
Right.
Like when a bunch of gang members torched an apartment a few weeks back in Hunt's Point, killing a three-year-old boy and his grandmother.
Bronx homicide collared a couple gang members, but no one from the neighborhood would step up and testify.
- You gotta take care of your own.
- Don't give me that crap, all right? You're not taking care of your own.
You're turning your back like a coward, Hector, that's what you're doing.
I mean, how else could that same gang turn around a week later and torch another building? Only this time, right across the street, and this time killing five people instead of only two.
You wanna take care of your own, you put these animals away.
You put them away in a cage where they rot.
Yeah, these people, they know who I am.
They approached my wife, they scared the hell out of her.
You, you're asking me to put a target on my family.
We are asking you to do the right thing.
You check the closet at night for monsters so your girls can feel safe.
This is a real monster, Hector.
A real monster.
You wanna keep your girls safe, you'll help us put this monster away.
- Nice job, Danny.
- You too, partner.
Hey, Esposito, it's Danny Reagan.
Look, we got a positive ID on Mario Hunt.
I need you to pick him up and bring him to the house, okay? What? What the hell are you talking about? - Where the hell's Mario Hunt? - We got the warrant squad and the fugitive task force working around the clock.
How'd we lose him? Hunt pulled a fast one at his apartment building, gave them the slip, it happens.
It shouldn't.
A prime suspect in a double homicide shouldn't be able to waltz away from police surveillance.
Maybe we should have thought about that before we turned the guy loose.
Excuse me, lieutenant, "we?" I'm just saying, this lowlife should have never seen the light of day, once we got our hands on him.
So you're suggesting Detective Reagan would've been better served if he'd beaten a confession out of the suspect? - I didn't say that.
- Wouldn't hold up in court, - but what the hell, right? - I didn't mean to be out of line, boss.
No, you just got a natural gift for it.
You want blood? Bring me the head of Mario Hunt.
- I didn't say that was my way - Oh, yeah, you pretty much did.
Tell the chiefs to turn the dogs loose.
That's an order.
That's the biggest turnout I've ever seen for a cop's funeral.
I saw shields from Boston, Chicago, Florida.
Don worked with departments all over the country.
We doubled our gang convictions on his watch.
I'll miss the man more than the cop.
How he used to take me and Thomas to Ranger games at The Garden.
- Good people gone too soon.
- Yup.
When Danny and I first got married, Maggie Kent, she was the one who told me what it was gonna be like to be a cop's wife.
She just reminded me of grandma.
Mrs.
Kent knew what to say to make you feel better.
Between her and Mom, we couldn't get away with anything as kids.
Didn't stop you from trying.
- I'd like to hear those stories.
- No, those were different times.
- That's what you always say.
- That's because it's true.
I remember the night Mom died.
When we got back from the hospital, Maggie Kent had cooked a week's worth of food and left it at the door.
Didn't make a big deal about it, didn't even call, she just did what had to be done.
Do you guys know who killed them? Yeah, this may not be the best time to get into that subject.
But you told us that you busted the guy, then Aunt Erin let him go.
- Sean - Sean, there is a difference between supposing something and having the evidence to prove it.
Yeah, well, sometimes they don't give you the actual time to find the evidence you need to prove it.
- Who's they? - They being, the wise men who wrote the fourth amendment to the Constitution.
Erin, even they knew that extra ordinary times - called for extraordinary measures.
- Really? What amendment is that, Jamie? This was a chief executed by gang members to send a message.
That's right, and you gotta send a message back.
You start breaking the law to enforce it, you've crossed the street to their side.
- Exactly.
- Well, you tell that to Thomas Kent.
I don't have to, his dad would've.
You wanna nail Mario Hunt? Why don't you try some solid police work? I did solid police work.
I had him in the box in my squad, do you remember that? Of course, because you're the one that let him walk out the door.
You brought him in on a hunch, Danny.
I brought him in because he's the guy that pulled the trigger.
- Based on what evidence? - That's enough.
Tearing into each other isn't gonna do anybody any good here.
You're right.
I'm gonna go back to work.
- Danny.
- Not on a day like today.
Please.
We sit down together, we get up together.
And I just printed the first draft of your dedication remarks for Chief Kent at the Fallen Officer's Memorial.
Thank you.
Thank you, Baker.
- So where's the head of Mario Hunt? - We don't have him.
- Why not? - We haven't let the dogs loose.
I gave you an order to go all out - No, you didn't, sir.
- You calling me out, Sid? No, sir.
You said some things, but I did not think they added up to a direct order.
- So you didn't pass my order on? - No, sir.
And why not? Because I didn't think it was a good idea.
You just made my point.
I knew that wasn't you giving that order.
That was a heat of the moment thing.
I used to have a lot of those moments and I learned the hard way how to recognize them and manage them.
I knew Chief Kent was still on the job because you personally asked him to stay on.
Why would you say that? Because we were at a racket together, back in the fall and he was kind of polling a few of us.
"What would you do if you are up for retirement and you asked us to stay on?" I wasn't aware he shared that with anyone else besides me.
Boss, the fact is that he was still on the job because he wanted to be, not because he had to be.
- This is not on you, no way, no how.
- It's my command.
Well, for what it's worth, boss, we all said we'd stay on the job if you asked us to.
To a man.
Thank you.
That'll be all.
Guys from the 27 stopped and questioned three high-level members of the Warrior Kings.
Let me guess, none of them know Mario Hunt? Got to hand it to these guys.
They're murdering dirt bags, but the discipline Well, the Warrior Kings got their own version of omerta.
You speak about gang business, you die an unnatural death at the hands of Clinton Wallace.
Then how the hell are we gonna track down Mario Hunt if everyone's so damn scared of Clinton Wallace? That's just it.
We gotta stop operating from the bottom up.
Let's take a ride, Dorothy.
- Where we going? - We're off to see the wizard.
Mr.
Wallace.
I'm Detective Reagan, this is Detective Baez.
I know who you are.
I'm sure you do and I'm sure you know why we're here.
I take it you still haven't figured out who killed your chief and his lovely wife.
We know who did it.
He works for you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
We need you to tell us where we can find Mario Hunt.
That'd be tough.
I don't get out as much as I used to.
Nothing goes down on the street without you knowing about it.
I hear things.
And if word came down, Hunt would be in our custody within an hour.
Question is why would I do that? To take the heat off your operations.
Far as I can tell, cops are working this case like they're scared of their own shadows.
We can cut a deal.
Maybe get some consideration from the DA on your murder charge.
- It's funny, huh? - Yeah.
N.
Y.
P.
D.
Come in here, begging for help to bust a cop killer.
Used to be you could close that door and beat me until I stopped breathing or gave you a name.
But this is not how we do things anymore.
We're not begging, we're just asking.
I hate cops.
Always have.
But I always respected how you took care of one another.
- Now you don't even do that.
- Where's Mario Hunt? Y'all might not have each other's backs anymore, but the Kings still do.
Even if I gave you Mario, you got no case.
- We got an eyewitness.
- Heh.
Who? The guy in the hospital? I wouldn't count on him.
You never know when he's gonna take a turn for the worse.
- CO.
- Yeah.
You know there's some pizza in the nurses' station.
You should grab a slice.
- You all good, Mr.
Flores? - Oh, heh.
I'm ready to go home tomorrow.
You know, I wanted to tell you That I think what you're doing takes a lot of courage.
I don't know how much courage I got, I'm scared to death, nurse.
Yeah, but standing up and telling the truth, it's the right thing to do.
My wife says I'm crazy.
Just tell her you're doing it for those girls.
Yeah.
I want Hector's floor in the hospital sealed off immediately.
You think the Kings are gonna try to take Hector out? Damn straight I do.
Call it in.
Son of a bitch.
Hey, Curtis, you here to clean the room? You okay? - Aah! - Oh, my God, no! - What are you doing, Curtis? - Please.
I need you to leave the room now, Nurse Reagan.
- You don't wanna do this, Curtis.
- I don't have a choice.
- I got kids.
I got kids.
- Put the gun down.
Please, get out.
Curtis, Hector is my patient.
I'm responsible for his life.
- I'm not going anywhere, Curtis.
- Please don't.
- Well, let's have him, Baker.
Thank you.
- Hey.
- Hey, hey.
The man voted least popular by the gangs of New York.
- Ha, ha.
Thank you very much.
- Please.
It's an honor.
On the other hand, you're sending so much business over to the DA's office that they owe you a thank you note and a nice bottle.
And every one is a good collar, by the book.
Then they owe you a case of nice bottles.
- I won't hold my breath.
- Seriously, Don, great work.
- Incredible results.
- We're getting there.
- Briefing said you're mopping up.
- As we speak.
Well, then, take a rest on your laurels for a minute, starting now.
- I'm good.
- And how's Maggie? She's great.
Taking her out to lunch today for our 30th.
Congratulations on that, too, then.
Department should have a medal for the wives that put up with us.
I'll work on that.
And let's book a date for dinner, just the three of us.
That sounds good, but you know Maggie will wanna bring along one of her girlfriends for you.
- What, she's still on about that? - Same as it ever was.
- But you got my back, right? - Until you say otherwise, boss.
Little something to wear at your lunch.
What did you do? Wow.
You earned it.
Like father, like son.
As of now, you are officially a two-star chief.
Don't know what to say, Frank.
Then I'll say it for both of us.
Thank you, Chief Kent.
That's the car we're looking for.
- You guys ever heard of the DMV? - Huh? Your tag's expired.
Turn off the ignition, put your keys and the hands on the dashboard.
- Both of you.
- Just write me a ticket, man.
I got a better idea.
How about you get your ass out of the car.
- You too.
Let's go.
- Come on, on the sidewalk.
Face the car.
Hands on the car.
- Anything in the trunk, tough guy? - No.
- You mind if we take a look? - You got a warrant? I don't need a warrant.
What are you, a law professor or something? Since when do you ask all the questions? There's my warrant.
Get on the ground! Get on the ground! - On the ground.
- Turn around, get on the ground, now.
- Move.
- Hands behind your head.
- Hands behind your back, let's go.
- Hope you got a receipt for those.
Judge will toss this out and we'll walk.
You may walk, but you're gonna have a tough time explaining how you lost $50,000 worth of stolen hardware to your boss, aren't you? Now where's your law degree? Get up.
What are you guys doing out here? Do me a favor, take your hands out of your pockets.
- Thanks a lot.
- Man, why you hassling us? We got multiple complaints of drug activity on this block.
- You guys fit the general description.
- Let me see your ID.
I'm gonna see all your IDs.
You got a weapon here? What's this, your cold medicine? Hey, it's Curtis.
Eddie.
- You got anything on him? - No, he's clean.
Curtis, come here.
What are you doing out here today, Curtis? I was just heading to work, stopped to talk for a minute and then y'all show up.
Your friends are wearing colors.
What are you doing talking to gang bangers, Curtis? They called me over.
They run the neighborhood, I didn't want to disrespect them.
Still working with your mother at St.
Victor's Hospital? Yeah.
She talked to my sister-in-law, she asked me to check up on you.
She said he's worried about you hanging out with bad guys.
I didn't do anything wrong, so Well, your friends, they certainly did.
Like I said, they run the neighborhood.
What else am I supposed to do? You got a pass this time, Curtis.
You gotta watch the company you keep, understand? - Yeah.
- All right.
- I'm late for work, can I go? - Yeah.
Take off.
- What do you think? - I think he's a good kid.
I hope it's enough to keep him out of trouble.
You've got the Brooklyn Borough president at 4.
Then cocktails at Gracie Mansion.
Five bucks if you get me out of drinks with the mayor.
Cost you way more than that.
What is it? Get them back to work.
And, Sid Everything we got.
Let me through.
Excuse me, let me through.
Caught it on the air.
What happened? They were on their way to his car and got hit.
Chief's driver see the shooter? Black SUV, rear license plate removed.
- I'll talk to the driver.
- Thank you.
- I'd like to catch this one.
- You got it.
All hands on deck.
- Done deal.
- And everything by the book.
- How's that the headline? - Just is.
One of your chiefs and his wife were just murdered in cold blood.
And you ask me, I say screw the mayor, the DA, the press, and whoever might be looking over your shoulder.
- No one's looking over my shoulder.
- Then why? When I revised the guidelines for detectives, it was Don Kent who had the most input.
So we do it his way.
- That's how we honor him.
- Frank.
Thomas, I'm so sorry.
Thomas, your mom and dad were the best of us.
Thank you, sir.
New York City police chief gets gunned down in broad daylight, nobody sees a damn thing? I got a few descriptions of two individuals in a black SUV.
- Nothing that we can use.
- Great.
You spoke to Thomas Kent, is there any way this could be a personal beef against his dad? Most people don't settle personal beefs by carrying out public executions, which makes me think, - this is exactly what it looks like.
- A gang hit.
Retribution for Chief Kent's anti-gang crack down.
But they gotta know it's gonna bring down the wrath of God.
Ordinarily it would, but now 1 PP wants our every move - to be right out of the patrol guide.
- I heard that.
Chief Kent was by the book, so we gotta do it by the book.
- And I hear a "but.
" - Of course you hear a "but.
" Look how it worked out for Chief Kent.
We got company.
You'll be working out of this office.
I'll be back.
Hey, what are you doing here? DA has set up a special task force to assist with the Kent investigation.
- I'm heading it up.
- All right.
We're just getting started, so if we need a warrant or anything, we'll let you know.
- It's not gonna work that way, Danny.
- What's that supposed to mean? I have instructions to ensure this investigation follows the letter of the law, so when charges are brought, - they stand up in court.
- So you're here to babysit? - On whose orders? - The DA, the mayor.
The powers that be wanna make sure this entire investigation is done by the book.
- So? - So I'm the book.
Chief Kent served this department with honor and distinction for 33 years.
He and his wife, Maggie, both committed their lives to making this city a better place and they will be sorely missed.
- For the record - Commissioner, this incident is being referred to as an execution.
Is that accurate? Execution, assassination, massacre, you can call it what you want.
It is certainly the most barbaric assault targeting this department that I have seen in all my years on the job.
Do you believe this is retribution for the department's recent anti-gang initiative? If they were gang members.
At this moment, affiliation and motive run a distant second to finding who did this and bringing them in.
Do you consider this part of a recent pattern of tension between the public and police? Seriously? Is that a real question? Here? Now? Yes, sir, certainly the commissioner is aware The commissioner is aware that a chief and his wife were gunned down in cold blood.
If you need someone to frame that in some larger narrative, I'm not your guy today.
For the record, I consider this a double homicide and a tragic personal loss for myself and this department.
Chief and his wife exit here, make their way down to the sidewalk.
Driver's facing the door, so he doesn't see the shooter approaching in an SUV.
Pop, pop, pop, they get hit here, shooter makes a clean getaway.
- Were you working yesterday, Trent? - Negative.
My boy Hector heard the gun.
- That would be Hector Flores? - That it would.
Hector hasn't been interviewed yet.
You know where he is? He flaked and they called me in to cover.
I was supposed to rehearse with my band.
You missed band practice, huh? What a tragedy.
How about you just tell us where Hector Flores is? - I heard he's at St.
Victor's.
- He's in the hospital? You didn't think to tell us that in the first place? Chill, dude.
I just did.
- How about you chill, dude? - Okay, thank you, Trent.
Come on, let's go.
Like I said, Ma, they're just friends of mine.
The kind of friends who get stopped by the police? They're going to put you in danger.
I'm a lot safer if they like me than if they don't, Ma.
You need to trust me.
Uh, sorry, Faith, Dr.
Taylor's asking for you.
We're not done young man.
- You had to tell her? - Your mom's my friend, Curtis.
She's worried about you.
She doesn't know what it's like for me on the streets.
Well, she's trying.
She just wants you to be safe.
- You gotta be careful.
- You're as bad as she is.
Well, us overprotective moms gotta stick together.
Now, get back to work.
- Hey.
- What are you doing here? You got a patient here, a Hector Flores? Yeah, came into the ER last night.
Gunshot wound to the abdomen.
What happened? Claims he was cleaning his gun and it went off, but the wound doesn't appear to be self-inflicted.
Did you guys report it? Yeah, but with the chief and his wife getting shot, no one's been down to question him.
Great, we'll take care of that right now.
So you were working the parking stand when Chief Kent and his wife were killed? Yeah, he was a real nice guy, you know, he tipped me just for opening the car door when they came in.
Not everyone does that.
What did you see, Hector? Well, they passed by me when they were leaving the restaurant.
I thanked them for coming and then I heard the shots, and people started screaming, it was crazy.
Did you happen to see who did the shooting? No, I hit the ground as soon as I heard the shots.
You say you accidentally shot yourself when you were cleaning your gun? Yeah, heh, stupid.
Also stupid lying to cops.
I mean, self-inflicted gunshot wounds look a certain way, Hector, and I gotta tell you, that's not it.
I didn't see nothing, detective.
Entry wound suggests you were facing the shooter when you got hit.
That tells us you saw something.
I'm willing to bet the slug the docs pull out of your gut is gonna match the ones that killed Chief Kent and his wife.
Hector, we're not trying to jam you up here, we're trying to help you, but we need you to help us, too, okay? - You got kids, detective? - I have two boys.
I got twin girls.
They just turned 3.
- I want to watch them grow up.
- Hector, come on.
Whatever you're afraid of, we can give you protection.
I'm sorry, I can't help you.
Listen, your best isn't good enough, okay? Now, if you don't get me the ballistics on the slugs you pulled from the chief and his wife in the next two hours, I'm coming down there myself.
And you're not going like it.
- You ready to be happy? - Don't I look happy to you? Took this off of surveillance three blocks away from the crime scene.
All right, I'm getting a little happier.
Warrior Kings tattoo.
Can't make out the guy's face.
That's why God invented facial recognition software.
Son of a bitch.
Mario Hunt.
This guy's a stone-cold killer, he's one of Clinton Wallace's main men.
- Head of the Warrior Kings.
- Yeah.
He's cooling his jets in Rikers right now.
He's awaiting trial, but these guys never make a move without Wallace's blessing.
You think Wallace would have the stones to order Hunt to take out a police chief and his wife? Let's grab Hunt and find out.
I'll be right back.
I need a warrant to arrest this piece of crap and to toss his place.
- What have you got? - Him on tape near the crime scene.
- Is that it? - He's a known felon and a gang member, in one of the most notorious gangs in the city and we got a dead police chief and why the hell am I answering to you? - You need more, Danny.
- Check the file.
The only reason this mutt is still on the street is because it your office let him escape twice on separate manslaughter trials.
Come on, Danny, we wouldn't ask a judge to issue this warrant on a regular homicide investigation.
This isn't a normal homicide investigation, - we grew up with these people.
- It can't be about that.
Is this Dad talking now or you? Okay then, Dad, do I get my warrant or not? Not.
Come on.
I thought you told me you weren't with these guys.
I'm not, we're just hanging out.
Arresting officer said your pals were selling drugs.
- I don't know anything about that.
- Yeah, how about this? Yeah, it's no big deal, they gave it to me.
Actually, Curtis, possession of an illegal weapon is a big deal.
Especially when it's got Warrior King markings on it.
It's not what looks like.
Good, because it looks like these guys are recruiting you.
Those guys in there make more in one night than I do working the entire month working at the hospital.
Selling guns and drugs.
Trust me, that money won't do them much good when they're all dead or in jail in a year or two.
Look, okay, they want to recruit me, but I don't want to.
Okay, it's not that easy.
Gangs like the Warrior Kings feed off guys like you, Curtis.
You do the dirty work, they get rich.
I appreciate you trying to help me out, all right, but I think I know what I'm doing.
Could've fooled me.
Hey, wait, wait.
Do you think you could help me out with the weapons charge? You want to be a gang banger? You should get used to spending time behind bars.
- Hey, man, watch it.
- Move your ass.
Get out of the way.
Mario.
Where the hell are you going? Look, man, I ain't carrying nothing, all right? Really? What do you look so afraid for, huh? Big-shot cop got hit.
Which means you guys is out here kicking ass.
- That's true.
Shoot him.
- Whoa.
- What the hell is this? - Modern policing.
You rolling? Great.
Mario Hunt, you're a person of interest in a double homicide.
Will you willingly submit to questioning? Telling me I ain't gonna get a beating? Will you willingly submit to questioning? Yes or no.
Yeah, why not? I mean, I ain't got nothing to hide.
I'm sure you don't.
Turn it off.
I was really hoping you would have tried to run.
Let's go.
- Something smells good.
- Mother's beef stew.
I figured you'd be needing some about now.
Make it to go, will you? I'm just changing my clothes, heading back.
Then I won't offer to buy you a drink.
Wouldn't make a dent anyway.
You okay, Francis? - No.
- You'll get them.
- Not all of them.
- What's that mean? It means, yes, we'll get the guys who shot Don and Maggie.
- At least I hope we will.
- That's what I meant.
But more will take their place and more after them.
And maybe raise the bar even higher.
- What bar? - The bar.
The threshold where the guy in my shoes goes.
They'll do anything, they'll stop at nothing.
It's an unwinnable war.
You can't let yourself think that way, son.
I'm not letting myself think that way, Pop, it's just kind of rolling over me in big, cold waves.
- But you're built to take it.
- Maybe I was.
Maybe I'm not anymore.
This war, there's no end.
No Appomattox.
Francis, I'm gonna say "enough.
" Oh, come on, Pop.
You're telling me, there never came a day where you didn't say "enough?" Admit it was a zero-sum game and get the hell out? No.
Then I'm saying you're lying to me, Pop.
I'll take some of that stew to go.
These photos place you in the vicinity of the scene minutes before the murders took place.
Me and like 10,000 other people.
Yeah, well, none of those 10,000 have a rap sheet quite as impressive as yours.
Now, what the hell were you doing in that neighborhood at that time of day? Hanging out with this girl, man.
You know how that go.
- What's her name? - Don't know her that well.
You think this is funny? No, I think it's a waste of my damn time.
Well, why don't you stop wasting ours? You've been popped twice for manslaughter.
Walked both times.
Prosecutors ain't what they used to be.
Both times weapon used was a.
45 caliber semiautomatic handgun.
Same as the one used to kill the chief and his wife.
There's a million of those things on the street.
Kent was coming down pretty hard on the Warrior Kings.
- You guys must have been pissed off.
- Doesn't mean we took him out.
Why don't we just cut to the chase here? We know your boss, Wallace, called you from Rikers Island and ordered the hit on the chief.
I have no idea what you're talking about, officer.
There's no officers here, only detectives.
You are gonna make this real tough on yourself, Mario.
Look, we both know if you had anything on me, my ass would already be in the system.
Look, I'm done talking.
Either arrest me or let me the hell up out of here.
Yeah, thought so.
That's right, beat it.
Bring me back a bottle of water or something.
I don't give a damn what that son of a bitch says, he's our guy.
Maybe, but he's right, you have no weapon.
No evidence connecting him to this crime.
Listen, we're not gonna get anything if our freaking hands are tied.
- We can't do our jobs.
- Okay.
We need time to build a case.
Did you put Hunt's picture in a photo array in front of your witness in the hospital? - Yeah, we did.
He wouldn't ID him.
- Wouldn't or couldn't? Hector Flores lives in the Bronx.
He knows the Warrior Kings, knows what they're capable of.
I get that he's scared and I understand, but you have no ID, no weapon, nothing on Hunt.
Give us time and we'll find it.
Let us hold him for 24 hours.
- Based on what? - Based on who gives a damn.
An old warrant, a clerical error, just put him on ice.
I can't do that, Danny.
You can't or you won't? We let him go now, he's gonna disappear and then we got squat.
I'm sorry, cut him loose.
- Is it true, Danny? - What are you talking about? How you had Mario Hunt in your house and you let him go? Yeah, unfortunately it's true.
- You like him as the shooter? - I do.
Then how the hell could you let him walk? Lot of cooks in the kitchen on this one, Thomas.
What the hell's that supposed to mean? Look, I got a car sitting on Hunt, He slips up, that joke will be back in here, I promise you.
How does a gang banging scumbag with a sheet a mile long get released when there's a cop and his wife in the morgue? Can't cross the line right now.
When is there a line when one of ours gets killed? - I don't like it any more than you do.
- It's the rules, Danny.
- You know them just as well as I do.
- Take it easy, all right? Rule number one, is nothing stands in the way of us getting justice for a fallen officer.
I shouldn't have to tell you that.
- Doing all I can.
- Could've fooled me.
You know, Danny, if it was your old man in the morgue, or your DA sister, I'd burn this city down to make it right.
That's what a real cop does.
- You wanted to see me? - Yeah.
Your boss tells me you asked off the Kent investigation.
- That's right.
- Would you mind telling me why? All due respect, I can't work a homicide in tap shoes.
- Meaning? - I think you know what it means.
I am sorry you find proper procedure such a burden.
Proper procedure? You got Erin wrapped around my neck so tight I can barely breathe.
I got her there? If that's what you really think, you need to do your homework.
I did.
There's no way she sets up shop in the squad without your say-so.
Yeah, her boss asked for my cooperation and I gave it, so I could ask for his and get it.
And you're done when I say you're done.
Don Kent was a great cop who never brought anything but honor to the job.
- Well, we can agree on that much.
- Then honor him.
Do your job.
I'm doing my job, the best way that I can.
Get over yourself, detective, do your job, period.
We're trying to honor Chief Kent by doing it his way when we should be honoring him by trying to find the guy who killed him and his wife.
We're not gonna do that by being sentimental.
There comes a time to rule by fear and not by the book.
Has that time come? Then take my shield.
- You seem to want it.
Take it.
- No.
Then I'm still your commissioner and your request to reassign is denied.
Hey.
I just got a call from the hospital administrator.
You're leaving.
I'm taking Curtis down to Tampa.
- I heard he got arrested.
- Judge let him off with a warning.
Are you sure things are gonna be better in Tampa? No, but that boy's all I've got and I don't know what else to do.
Thanks, Linda.
- I couldn't ask for a better friend.
- Oh, stop it.
- How you doing there, Hector? - Good.
- Doc says I should go home soon.
- Good for you.
Saw your girls outside.
- Yeah, beautiful family you got.
- Thanks.
I bet they're happy daddy's coming home.
Yeah, heh, they say they can't sleep at night unless daddy checks the closet for monsters.
Well, that's a father's job, right? Make them feel safe.
Yeah.
You, uh, find the guy who, uh, shot those people? - As a matter of fact, we did.
Yeah.
- Oh, good.
Unfortunately, I had to let him go.
- You're from the Bronx, right? - Yeah.
So you've seen firsthand what gangs can do to a neighborhood? Drugs, guns, extortion, murder.
Yeah, you learn to live with it and you mind your own business.
Right.
Like when a bunch of gang members torched an apartment a few weeks back in Hunt's Point, killing a three-year-old boy and his grandmother.
Bronx homicide collared a couple gang members, but no one from the neighborhood would step up and testify.
- You gotta take care of your own.
- Don't give me that crap, all right? You're not taking care of your own.
You're turning your back like a coward, Hector, that's what you're doing.
I mean, how else could that same gang turn around a week later and torch another building? Only this time, right across the street, and this time killing five people instead of only two.
You wanna take care of your own, you put these animals away.
You put them away in a cage where they rot.
Yeah, these people, they know who I am.
They approached my wife, they scared the hell out of her.
You, you're asking me to put a target on my family.
We are asking you to do the right thing.
You check the closet at night for monsters so your girls can feel safe.
This is a real monster, Hector.
A real monster.
You wanna keep your girls safe, you'll help us put this monster away.
- Nice job, Danny.
- You too, partner.
Hey, Esposito, it's Danny Reagan.
Look, we got a positive ID on Mario Hunt.
I need you to pick him up and bring him to the house, okay? What? What the hell are you talking about? - Where the hell's Mario Hunt? - We got the warrant squad and the fugitive task force working around the clock.
How'd we lose him? Hunt pulled a fast one at his apartment building, gave them the slip, it happens.
It shouldn't.
A prime suspect in a double homicide shouldn't be able to waltz away from police surveillance.
Maybe we should have thought about that before we turned the guy loose.
Excuse me, lieutenant, "we?" I'm just saying, this lowlife should have never seen the light of day, once we got our hands on him.
So you're suggesting Detective Reagan would've been better served if he'd beaten a confession out of the suspect? - I didn't say that.
- Wouldn't hold up in court, - but what the hell, right? - I didn't mean to be out of line, boss.
No, you just got a natural gift for it.
You want blood? Bring me the head of Mario Hunt.
- I didn't say that was my way - Oh, yeah, you pretty much did.
Tell the chiefs to turn the dogs loose.
That's an order.
That's the biggest turnout I've ever seen for a cop's funeral.
I saw shields from Boston, Chicago, Florida.
Don worked with departments all over the country.
We doubled our gang convictions on his watch.
I'll miss the man more than the cop.
How he used to take me and Thomas to Ranger games at The Garden.
- Good people gone too soon.
- Yup.
When Danny and I first got married, Maggie Kent, she was the one who told me what it was gonna be like to be a cop's wife.
She just reminded me of grandma.
Mrs.
Kent knew what to say to make you feel better.
Between her and Mom, we couldn't get away with anything as kids.
Didn't stop you from trying.
- I'd like to hear those stories.
- No, those were different times.
- That's what you always say.
- That's because it's true.
I remember the night Mom died.
When we got back from the hospital, Maggie Kent had cooked a week's worth of food and left it at the door.
Didn't make a big deal about it, didn't even call, she just did what had to be done.
Do you guys know who killed them? Yeah, this may not be the best time to get into that subject.
But you told us that you busted the guy, then Aunt Erin let him go.
- Sean - Sean, there is a difference between supposing something and having the evidence to prove it.
Yeah, well, sometimes they don't give you the actual time to find the evidence you need to prove it.
- Who's they? - They being, the wise men who wrote the fourth amendment to the Constitution.
Erin, even they knew that extra ordinary times - called for extraordinary measures.
- Really? What amendment is that, Jamie? This was a chief executed by gang members to send a message.
That's right, and you gotta send a message back.
You start breaking the law to enforce it, you've crossed the street to their side.
- Exactly.
- Well, you tell that to Thomas Kent.
I don't have to, his dad would've.
You wanna nail Mario Hunt? Why don't you try some solid police work? I did solid police work.
I had him in the box in my squad, do you remember that? Of course, because you're the one that let him walk out the door.
You brought him in on a hunch, Danny.
I brought him in because he's the guy that pulled the trigger.
- Based on what evidence? - That's enough.
Tearing into each other isn't gonna do anybody any good here.
You're right.
I'm gonna go back to work.
- Danny.
- Not on a day like today.
Please.
We sit down together, we get up together.
And I just printed the first draft of your dedication remarks for Chief Kent at the Fallen Officer's Memorial.
Thank you.
Thank you, Baker.
- So where's the head of Mario Hunt? - We don't have him.
- Why not? - We haven't let the dogs loose.
I gave you an order to go all out - No, you didn't, sir.
- You calling me out, Sid? No, sir.
You said some things, but I did not think they added up to a direct order.
- So you didn't pass my order on? - No, sir.
And why not? Because I didn't think it was a good idea.
You just made my point.
I knew that wasn't you giving that order.
That was a heat of the moment thing.
I used to have a lot of those moments and I learned the hard way how to recognize them and manage them.
I knew Chief Kent was still on the job because you personally asked him to stay on.
Why would you say that? Because we were at a racket together, back in the fall and he was kind of polling a few of us.
"What would you do if you are up for retirement and you asked us to stay on?" I wasn't aware he shared that with anyone else besides me.
Boss, the fact is that he was still on the job because he wanted to be, not because he had to be.
- This is not on you, no way, no how.
- It's my command.
Well, for what it's worth, boss, we all said we'd stay on the job if you asked us to.
To a man.
Thank you.
That'll be all.
Guys from the 27 stopped and questioned three high-level members of the Warrior Kings.
Let me guess, none of them know Mario Hunt? Got to hand it to these guys.
They're murdering dirt bags, but the discipline Well, the Warrior Kings got their own version of omerta.
You speak about gang business, you die an unnatural death at the hands of Clinton Wallace.
Then how the hell are we gonna track down Mario Hunt if everyone's so damn scared of Clinton Wallace? That's just it.
We gotta stop operating from the bottom up.
Let's take a ride, Dorothy.
- Where we going? - We're off to see the wizard.
Mr.
Wallace.
I'm Detective Reagan, this is Detective Baez.
I know who you are.
I'm sure you do and I'm sure you know why we're here.
I take it you still haven't figured out who killed your chief and his lovely wife.
We know who did it.
He works for you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
We need you to tell us where we can find Mario Hunt.
That'd be tough.
I don't get out as much as I used to.
Nothing goes down on the street without you knowing about it.
I hear things.
And if word came down, Hunt would be in our custody within an hour.
Question is why would I do that? To take the heat off your operations.
Far as I can tell, cops are working this case like they're scared of their own shadows.
We can cut a deal.
Maybe get some consideration from the DA on your murder charge.
- It's funny, huh? - Yeah.
N.
Y.
P.
D.
Come in here, begging for help to bust a cop killer.
Used to be you could close that door and beat me until I stopped breathing or gave you a name.
But this is not how we do things anymore.
We're not begging, we're just asking.
I hate cops.
Always have.
But I always respected how you took care of one another.
- Now you don't even do that.
- Where's Mario Hunt? Y'all might not have each other's backs anymore, but the Kings still do.
Even if I gave you Mario, you got no case.
- We got an eyewitness.
- Heh.
Who? The guy in the hospital? I wouldn't count on him.
You never know when he's gonna take a turn for the worse.
- CO.
- Yeah.
You know there's some pizza in the nurses' station.
You should grab a slice.
- You all good, Mr.
Flores? - Oh, heh.
I'm ready to go home tomorrow.
You know, I wanted to tell you That I think what you're doing takes a lot of courage.
I don't know how much courage I got, I'm scared to death, nurse.
Yeah, but standing up and telling the truth, it's the right thing to do.
My wife says I'm crazy.
Just tell her you're doing it for those girls.
Yeah.
I want Hector's floor in the hospital sealed off immediately.
You think the Kings are gonna try to take Hector out? Damn straight I do.
Call it in.
Son of a bitch.
Hey, Curtis, you here to clean the room? You okay? - Aah! - Oh, my God, no! - What are you doing, Curtis? - Please.
I need you to leave the room now, Nurse Reagan.
- You don't wanna do this, Curtis.
- I don't have a choice.
- I got kids.
I got kids.
- Put the gun down.
Please, get out.
Curtis, Hector is my patient.
I'm responsible for his life.
- I'm not going anywhere, Curtis.
- Please don't.