Chicago P.D. (2014) s07e05 Episode Script

1 [BRIGHT TONES.]
[LIQUID POURING.]
[SNIFFS, CLEARS THROAT.]
- What? - Nothing.
It's just that we just started this shift and that's your second one.
What are you, the coffee police now? No, I'm just saying.
All this caffeine you're drinking is starting to explain a lot, though.
- [CHUCKLES.]
- What's the drill today? Mm, Albany Park.
Voight wants us to knock on some doors, see if we can't find any witnesses to that string of home invasions.
Oh, right.
One of my homies at patrol told me about this.
Uh, two guys masked up, silver SUV.
Yeah, apparently last night's hit was the third one this week.
Crawford's nervous enough about it, he wants Intelligence to take over.
- So here we go.
- We can do that.
Mm, for the record, I don't have a problem with coffee.
- I have problem without coffee.
- Copy that.
Let's go.
- Here you go.
- Thanks, Sarge.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[GASPS.]
Oh.
- Whoa.
- [SIGHS.]
- Okay.
- Ah, damn.
Sorry about that, sir.
- It's all right.
- There's coffee on my floor.
- You gonna clean that up? - Yes, ma'am.
[SIGHS.]
What'd you do now? Oh, it's all right.
Just had a little spill.
Nah, that ain't okay.
He's the worst recruit I've ever had.
Get something and clean this up.
- Yes, sir.
- Now! Y-yes, sir.
Ah, man, it was just an accident.
Think you're being a little tough on the kid.
No, I ain't.
Look, everybody has the right to be dumb.
That kid abuses that privilege, know what I mean? Dumbass.
I remember the time.
I'm telling you, dog, you definitely gotta do it that way.
It's stress ah-ah-ah recovery, more stress.
Make them tough, dog.
Doesn't make them tough, though, really.
I mean, you know, the blues don't need your approval.
I'm not saying that they need my approval.
I just don't like the bullying of recruits.
See? It's not bullying.
But I understand why you'd say that because you didn't have to do the dance, - so you don't like the moves.
- Shot fired in the 3000 block of South Wells Street, Albany Park.
That's two blocks away.
50-21 Ida, we're close by.
We're gonna roll on that job in plain clothes.
Help me, please! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- I need help! - Stop, stop! - Please! - Hands up.
- Stay right there.
- Put your hands up! - Stay right there.
You stay right there.
I got him, I got him, I got him.
Are you hit, huh? You cut? No, it's not mine! It's my uncle's blood! He's been shot! 50-21 David, we need backup and an ambo to the 3000 block of Wells Street.
Where's the shooter? Is he still inside? No, there were two guys! They robbed us and shot my uncle! Which way did they go? They drove off in a silver SUV with some patches on it going that way! Be advised: silver SUV fled this location.
Vehicle matches the description from the earlier Albany Park crime broadcast.
- Okay, where's your uncle? - Inside our restaurant! All right, you stay right there.
You get him, and I need you to go around the back! [ENGINE REVVING.]
Ready? [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Chicago PD! [EXHALES HEAVILY.]
- Clear.
- Clear.
- Right, right, right.
- Okay.
Body.
He's still breathing.
You clear the place.
- I got him, all right? - I got it, I got it.
Sir, my name is Officer Ruzek.
We got an ambulance on the way.
Hey, just keep breathing, all right? Okay? [SPEAKING BULGARIAN.]
Is that is that who shot you? Say it again.
[SPEAKING BULGARIAN.]
- Ah, I don't understand - How we looking? Kev, where is the ambo? Squad, what's the ETA on ambo? Hey, listen, do you speak English? Can you tell me in English? Tell me the name.
- Come on, man, come on.
- C-candle [STAMMERS, CHOKES.]
- Come on.
- C-candles [STAMMERS.]
[SNIFFS, SIGHS.]
Damn it.
All right, we're running point on this now, so what do we got? Victim's name is Nikolay Lukov.
He had just opened the place up.
He was tallying receipts in here when a couple guys came in and they robbed him.
And like the previous robberies in the area, the offenders fled in a silver SUV with patches on the side.
Looks like they've gone from hitting residences to hitting restaurants now.
How much they get? Owner said there was about 14 grand being prepared for deposit.
Any witnesses? No other employees were here, but we do have the owner's son.
17 years old.
His name is Peter.
He actually flagged us down.
He said when he walked up, the offenders fled and he did catch a glimpse of one of them when they took their ski mask off.
Described him as male, white, 30s.
All right, we bag his hands, do a GSR test? Yep, it came back clean.
All right, so let's canvass the neighborhood for witnesses.
Grab POD footage, and check all suspicious persons in service clothes too.
Maybe somebody saw the offenders casing the place.
- [GRUNTS.]
- Copy that.
- Let's go.
- Yeah.
- So can I take him home now? - All right, listen - What's up, boss? - Oh, listen, this is Vasil.
He owns the place.
His his brother was the victim.
Oh, I'm very sorry for your loss.
Yeah.
Uh, I understand my brother said something in Bulgarian.
Yeah, um, look, I'm definitely butchering it, but it was "koopi-she-something.
" Sorry, I can't understand that.
"Koopi-she-Chevy," maybe? Something like that? When I asked him to say it in English, I think I heard him whisper the word "candles.
" Was it [SPEAKS BULGARIAN.]
Yeah, that sounds about right.
- Yeah.
- Okay, what's that mean? It means, uh, "Buy yourself candles.
" Okay, why do you think he'd say that? It's an old phrase.
Um, loses something in translation, but it's about forgiveness.
Huh.
I'll ask around, see if anybody saw anything.
Well, that's all right.
My people are all over that.
Most of us around here are from the Balkans, Sergeant Voight.
If anyone in this neighborhood saw anything, they wouldn't share it with you.
Well, this isn't the Balkans.
Chicago's a little different.
Is it? [TENSE MUSIC.]
Let's go.
All right, where we at on this? We knocked on a few doors, came up dry.
You would have thought that somebody would have looked out the window or heard the shots or something, but nobody saw anything.
Or if they did, they ain't sharing.
All right, so street PODs? Most of them have been vandalized, made inoperable by the locals.
Patrol did say this neighborhood is notorious for not cooperating.
It's been like that for years.
All right, I'm gonna go back, talk to this Vasil.
Encourage him to work with us.
Meanwhile, looks like we're back at square one, so let's restart at the beginning.
Hey, I just got a call from a CI who's been asking around.
He said he got word that a silver SUV with patches was just dropped off at an auto salvage yard on the South Side.
Okay, well, that might be our offender's ride right there.
All right, so you and Kev chase it.
[ALARM BEEPING.]
[ENGINES WHIRRING.]
Yo, my man.
My man, you the owner? Nah, fam.
Let me, uh let me go get him for you.
- Appreciate that.
- Yeah, you got it.
- Yeah.
- Kev.
You see this? Silver SUV, Bondo patch on the side there.
Could we be this lucky? I think we got a winner.
We just gotta confirm it.
Convenience is king, though.
Hey! Leave it alone.
Relax, man.
We're cops.
- Are you the owner? - Yeah, I know who you are.
Now get off my property.
What's all this attitude about? People like me being tired of cops like you.
Listen, pal, we're investigating a murder.
We think this vehicle might have been involved, all right? If you ain't got a warrant, you need to leave.
No, we don't need a warrant to be here.
It's private property, so, yeah, you do.
Um my friend, you sweating the small stuff that we don't really care that much about.
We just want to make sure you got the paperwork for this.
I'm not your friend.
Now leave before I file a complaint.
You got quite the lip on you, huh? Chill, chill, chill, chill.
You know there's too much heat on you.
We got him.
All right, then.
It's not a problem.
We'll come back.
I'm gonna see you again.
You'd better have a warrant if you do.
Oh.
- What's this? - Vasil asked for it.
Huh.
Well, thank you.
- My people talk to you yet? - Not yet.
I heard someone was coming by in a few, but I don't know anything.
Well, they're gonna want to talk to you anyway.
Okay.
Hmm.
She's a good-looking girl, am I right? - Seems nice.
- [SIGHS.]
My son she's too old for him, but it doesn't stop him from trying.
How's he doing? Is he okay? He was close to Nikolay, so that wound won't heal for many years.
[SIGHS.]
[BOTTLE CLINKS.]
To my brother's memory.
[COUGHING.]
- What is that? - Rakia.
It's meant to be sipped.
- That's good to know.
- Mm.
- Let me ask you something - Yeah.
[GLASS CLINKS.]
How are we supposed to help you or anybody in this neighborhood if no one's willing to talk to us? If someone saw something that would help, I'd know about it.
No, if someone sees something, they talk to us, not you.
I'm I'm afraid that's not how this neighborhood works.
I told you the first time we met: people here are guarded.
They come from an ex-Communist state.
They don't trust the police and their street cameras.
They have had their fill of both.
So let's change that.
Fine, then it starts with us.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Listen, Vasil, this kind of thing doesn't happen in a vacuum, okay? Somebody had to eyeball this place before they robbed it.
So if any of your employees haven't been interviewed yet, we need to do that, not you.
Okay? [SIGHS.]
Thanks.
All right, here's our guy.
Jagoff's going mobile.
Uh, 50-21 David to unit standing by, suspect vehicle is westbound from the location.
If you see a violation, shake him.
21-13, copy that.
We got you covered.
Let's go.
- Any luck? - Yeah, had a .
380.
Idiot tried to tuck it underneath the seat when I walked up.
Ooh, all right.
You just made up for spilling my coffee.
I didn't really do too much, sir.
Sure about that? 'Cause you're the one writing the paper.
Hey, enjoy that paperwork.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Pay attention.
Yes, sir.
[DOOR OPENS.]
- Hi.
- Oh, this is entrapment.
Well, you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes.
Here's the deal: you tell me about the crushed SUV and I'm gonna forget about the fact that you're chopping up stolen rides.
No, you can forget it.
I ain't telling you or your boy nothing about my business.
- "My boy"? - You calling me a boy? Yeah, consider me "not woke.
" Yo, yo, yo, yo, you watch your mouth.
[SPITS.]
[GRUNTING.]
- You wanna play with me? You spit on me, huh? Huh? What'd I tell you about stupid games? - All right, okay! - You wanna play with me? Okay! The next thing I hear out of your mouth are some answers, yeah? - All right! - All right.
Oh, damn.
It it was a white dude, all right? I'd never seen him before.
Didn't get a look at his face.
He gave me a grand to crush the car.
Okay, any papers? No, the plates and VIN were already removed.
And that's all I know, I swear! - How'd he leave? - Uh, Uber or Lyft.
He was using an app.
- Was that so hard? - Hey.
I'm sorry I put hands on him.
You see what he did? You know, he's got a little split on his lip.
All good, no big deal.
So what now? Well, he gave us workable information, so I think we just kick him.
Might as well.
- Nah, can't do that.
- You mean seriously? Seriously.
Cruz saw how it went down.
Gotta take him down, book him for the gun.
Well, the split lip.
I mean, we're chasing this murder.
I don't have time to write up paper.
Okay, we'll say the recruit did it.
Got clumsy putting the offender in the back seat.
That what happened, Leavins? - Sir? - That what happened? Uh, yes, sir.
No, I'm just gonna write up the paper.
- It's fine.
- No, we got this.
Go ahead and do your case.
He doesn't know what he's agreeing to.
Kid, you sure you're all right with this? Bruh, he is.
I asked him, not you.
And I'm speaking for him.
We got this.
Listen, if I ask him a question, you don't get to answer it for him, all right? [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[CLEARS THROAT.]
What is your problem? I don't have a problem, all right? But I don't like putting people in situations that they don't want to be in.
Okay, you know what? Screw it, I'll write the damn paper.
But you need to mind your own business.
How I treat and train my recruit don't have anything to do with you.
Bruh, your guy.
- Who's this guy? - Gregory Barnes.
He's 26, no criminal record.
We think this is the guy that dropped off the SUV.
It was his Uber account that requested the pick-up at the auto salvage yard.
He got family, work ties to Albany Park? None that we can find.
Let's bring him in.
Hey, I need a word.
Yeah? Guy with the bloody lip is filing a CR.
- What? - Really, for that? Yeah, his lawyer's making a lot of noise.
All right, well, did did you file the report? Yeah, and I made myself the hero, which means I'm the only one that lied.
All right, listen, man, I didn't mean for that Well, it happened, and the recruit didn't get dirty writing the report, which means he has no incentive to back me up.
You think he'll roll? He's a recruit, bruh.
What you think? Catches a beef, gets caught lying, he's off the job for good.
No recourse.
There a problem? No, boss.
All right, what's the hold up? - Let's go.
- We're right behind you.
Look, I already asked Platt to try to fix this.
If she can't, stick to what's in the report.
It's our word against the suspect and the recruit's.
So you seriously you don't think we should have our FOP reps on standby just in case? Mm-mm, I think we sit tight.
Platt says she's got it.
You know she runs it with the blue and whites.
[GRUNTS.]
Sergeant, we're trying to get patrol out here to cover the back, but no one's acknowledging.
Yeah, well, we don't have time to wait, so let's go in and get Barnes.
50-21 Ida, requesting a few units to our location.
Non-emergency backup.
[RADIO STATIC CRACKLES.]
Any units, come back.
- Is this a joke? - That's our guy right there.
Yep, that's Barnes.
Let's go.
[RADIO BEEPS.]
We got eyes on Barnes.
Walking through the parking lot of the building.
We're gonna grab him up.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Gregory Barnes.
Chicago PD.
- He's running.
- We got a runner.
- Gun, gun, gun! - Got it! - [GRUNTS.]
- Hands behind your back.
Anyone hear sirens? 'Cause I don't.
- [PANTING.]
- Come on.
Why'd patrol screw us not rolling backup? I don't know, I might have caused an issue.
- Do I need to get involved? - No, I'm gonna handle it.
All right, good.
Do that.
Yeah.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Look, I don't know what you're talking about, all right? I didn't rob anybody.
Then why were you carrying a gun? Protection.
It's a tough neighborhood.
What about the SUV you dumped at the auto salvage yard? What about it? I mean, some guy sold it to me cheap.
It was a bucket that was barely running.
Worth more in scrap metal.
You see, that's funny, because the guy at the salvage yard said it was you that paid him, not the other way around.
Well, he's lying.
So what's the name of the guy you sold it to? I dunno, some black dude.
Never seen him before or since.
Of course not.
Listen [SIGHS.]
They ain't just robberies once a man dies.
You understand? So if you weren't the shooter, now's your chance to speak your piece.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
No more questions.
I want a lawyer.
[SIGHS.]
Okay, anything else? I mean, Barnes grew up in Chicago, but since he's got no criminal record, there's no associates in our database.
The guy flies under the radar.
There's no social media footprint either.
- And the gun he tossed? - Not reported stolen.
And the ballistics doesn't match, so unless we can tie him down on the robbery in a more specific way, we've got nothing but a misdemeanor gun charge on him.
- Huh.
- What about Vasil's son? I mean, he said he saw one of them taking off his mask.
All right, arrange for a lineup.
All right, take your time.
If you need to see him in profile, we can do that for you.
Okay, Peter? So it's one of them? That's for him to tell us.
Peter? I'm just not sure.
Well, there's no rush.
We got plenty of time.
Have a look.
[SIGHS.]
I don't [CLICKS TONGUE.]
I just don't see the guy.
I'm just not sure.
It's okay.
You tried.
Boss, I found something interesting when I was transcribing the restaurant employee statements.
Vasil's bartender, Chelsea Roberts, shared the same street address as Barnes, an apartment complex over in Canaryville.
Well, that's huge.
It was years ago and they lived in separate apartments, but - But they knew each other.
- Huh? Take a look at Chelsea Roberts' social media account.
This is her with Barnes like three months ago.
Huh, call down to Trudy.
Put a hold on Barnes.
Have Halstead and Upton bring her in.
Hey, Sarge, we need to put a hold on Barnes.
How long ago? All right, thank you.
He bonded out an hour ago.
All right, you and Kev go grab him.
Nice work, Rojas.
Yeah, this is Kev.
Tell Voight we came up dry.
Barnes isn't at home, but we'll track him down.
All right.
Landlord said Barnes stopped by, grabbed a few things, and then he took off.
Well, that man ain't stupid.
He know we on his ass.
Yeah, she also said she's looking out her window, she sees a suspicious white guy sitting in his car watching Barnes.
Could be the partner in crime.
Yeah, one would think, except Barnes didn't seem to know he was there.
Barnes takes off, car follows.
Hmm.
- [DOOR CLOSES.]
- Why am I here? What's going on? Why don't you tell us about Gregory Barnes? Barnes? [STAMMERS.]
I it doesn't sound familiar.
Doesn't sound familiar? Why are you draped all over him in that picture? Somebody had to tell Barnes and his partner who the Albany Park targets would be, Chelsea.
And a bartender in a place like that probably heard a lot of locals bragging about stuff.
I don't know what you're talking about.
A man has died, Chelsea.
Are you sure you want to keep playing this game with us? [TENSE MUSIC.]
[SNIFFLES.]
I didn't know anyone would be killed.
- But they were.
- I I shouldn't have told him about the the money that the owner kept at the restaurant, but Peter kept bragging about how well the place was doing and I And I was scared for the future.
[SNIFFLES.]
Yours or his? The baby's.
[SNIFFLES.]
- Chelsea, you're pregnant? - [SNIFFLES.]
[SIGHS.]
Eight weeks.
The best thing you can do for that child and for yourself is just tell us everything.
I I want to, but I think I should probably just get a lawyer.
Sure, you can do that.
We can't help you after that, though, so it's up to you.
I I can't go to jail.
You're gonna go to jail, Chelsea, but what you say to us now will make a big difference as to how much time you're gonna spend there.
When's the last time you saw Barnes, Chelsea? [SIGHS.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
- Body.
- Clear.
- Clear.
- Clear! [RADIO CHATTER.]
No sign of forced entry, so the shooter probably knocked on the door.
Smart move hitting him here.
There's usually no cameras in a place like this.
Yeah, but why kill him? Partner probably got nervous after the arrest.
Waits outside Barnes' apartment, follows him to a seedy motel, pops him, ties off the caper.
All right, well, let's get the techs in here.
Hopefully they can find some prints and we can untie this thing.
- Hey, you got a minute? - Oh, for you, Trudy? I think I got ten.
What's up? Uh, you picked up a complaint on a training officer by the name of Werner.
Yeah, I did.
I haven't had a chance to give the file a read yet.
- What's your interest? - He's one of mine.
Good police.
Intelligence walled off the arrest to him.
If you dig too deep, others are in the line of fire.
- It'll get messy.
- These things always do.
So can we police our own? Maybe make this go away? "Go away"? No, not if there's any substance to it.
This guy's lawyer, he's gonna want to get his pound of flesh.
Well We've got history, you and I.
[SIGHS, SCOFFS.]
Best I can offer and I'm only floating this because of that low-ball plea.
Let me know what that would consist of.
I'll see what I can do.
All right, what do we got? The techs couldn't find any comparable prints in the motel room.
Ballistics confirmed that it's a 9-millimeter, but it doesn't match any in the system.
So nothing.
- I might have something.
- Okay.
I took a deep dive into Barnes' cell records.
Figured if he's got a new friend like Chelsea said, that number would have just started popping out on his cell phone.
- You get a name? - Yes.
Jack Cranston.
Recently paroled from Stateville for armed robbery.
Exchanged gunfire with cops last time they arrested him.
All right, let's get his address from his parole officer.
I want a confirmed visual before we grab him.
You got anything? Nah, negative.
No sign of him yet.
[SIGHS.]
Hey, we've lost the eye.
There's a delivery truck that just landed and blocked us.
Does it look like he's gonna stick around? Nah, just dropping off.
His hazards are on.
[KEYS TAPPING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Is that Cranston? I I can't tell.
Let us know if you want us to do a pass.
No, that'll take too long.
I'm just gonna do a walk by.
All right, Hailey's stepping out on foot.
She's gonna get a visual.
[DOOR SLIDES.]
[ENGINE RUMBLING.]
It's Cranston.
We should move on him.
- [GASPS.]
- Get down, get down! [TIRES SCREECHING.]
- Stop, stop, stop, stop! - 10-1, 10-1! - Shots fired at the police! - Get out of the car.
Out of the car.
Get around back, get around back! - Get down! - Get down, get down! - Stay down! - Stay down, stay down! Moving! Down! Stay down, stay down! [SCREAMS.]
Moving! Back, back, back! Cover me, cover me! - I got you, I got you.
- CPD, I got you, I got you.
Moving! [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Come on, come on.
[GUNFIRE.]
Where the hell's patrol? We need backup! We're still being fired on! I'm moving! I'm moving! Cranston! Cranston, Chicago PD! Come out with your hands up! You're done! Drop your weapon and step out! Cranston! Cranston! - Son of a bitch.
- What? Bro, what you got? No containment? He's gone.
- Anything? - No, nothing.
We've done a thorough grid search.
- How'd he break containment? - There was none.
Adam.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
You do realize that if patrol had actually rolled on this, we would have the son of a bitch right now? I know.
Look, whatever this is between you and them, just put it to bed, and do it fast.
Yes, sir.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Werner.
- What's up, Sarge? - We need to end this crap.
Okay, but I never told anyone not to roll when Intelligence needed backup.
You didn't have to.
They did it out of respect for you.
I talked to IAD.
Plead to unreported force and you'll only get a three-day suspension.
If I do that, I lose my training officer status.
[STAMMERS.]
Better I take the chance the recruit sticks to the report.
And if he doesn't? Werner, he's a recruit.
They're gonna press him hard, and guess what? He probably can't stand you, so why would he be willing to put his career on the line for this? Look, I shouldn't be in this position.
But you are.
- What's this? - It's from Ruzek.
There's a week's pay in there.
It is more than enough to cover the three days, and after you do 'em, you contest the judgment.
By then, eye will be off this and IAD will clear it.
Listen to me, Werner: it's gonna take a bit, but I can make you whole on this if you let me.
I will, and thanks.
But this Ruzek guy showed me no respect.
Thinks he's a big shot 'cause he works upstairs.
We're both blue.
Why's he get a pass? Okay, what do you need? [WOMAN SINGING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE.]
I gotta go.
- Vasil, thank you.
- Is there news? We realize this is a bad time, but we'd like to show some photos to Peter, please.
Look, we're trying to build a case against the second member of the robbery crew.
An ID from Peter would solidify it.
It's important.
Hey, Peter.
[SPEAKING BULGARIAN.]
Uh, they want to show you some pictures.
All right, why don't you just take a look? We think, uh, one of these guys might be the second robber.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Any of them look like the guy that pulled up the ski mask? I'm not sure.
Just take your time.
Why don't you look again? Don't recognize them.
Sorry.
- Go check on your aunt.
- Thank you.
- Anything else? - No.
I know how hard this is, but is he okay? He thinks it's his fault my brother's dead, that his mouth brought us this misfortune.
- Hmm.
- So the answer's no.
He's not okay.
None of us are.
- Sarge, take a look at this.
- What do you got? I pulled the POD footage to find out how in the hell Cranston broke containment.
[SCREAMS.]
- You zoom in on the plate? - I did.
It's registered to a woman named Gina Morales.
She and the car resurface yet? No, and the GPS is disabled.
So he's still got her.
Think so.
I put out a BOLO.
Yeah, and check her home address.
See if someone has her number.
We can ping and track her cell.
Yeah, good.
You ever had to do a notification like this? It's never easy to tell somebody, "Hey, your loved one's been kidnapped.
" Maybe we won't have to.
Isn't that her car? It is.
All right, so either he let her go and she was too scared to report it, or Cranston's in the house.
Take the back, I got the front.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
It's him! Let's go! Don't move! Drop the weapon! Drop the weapon! Make me do it.
[GUN CLATTERS.]
Smart move.
Walk down the stairs.
Mm-hmm.
On your knees.
On your knees! Go.
[MUFFLED SOBBING.]
[SOBBING CONTINUES.]
- Gina.
- [MUFFLED GASP.]
This is Officer Rojas with Chicago PD.
- Oh, my God.
- You're safe.
Oh, my God, thank you.
Armed robbery, kidnapping, and murder.
- That's a felony trifecta.
- "Murder"? Sit down.
Look, I don't know what he told you, but it was Barnes that shot that old man, not me.
- Barnes? Barnes - Sit down! Look, you don't believe it, put me in a cell with him.
I'll wear a wire.
You can hear it with your own ears.
The hell are you talking you want to be in a cell with Barnes? Yeah, he's an idiot.
Uh, he panicked.
Gun went off when he was trying to push the old man away.
I mean, Christ, I had to tell him to get rid of the gun after he'd used it! He was gonna hold onto the damn thing.
Oh, come on! Don't don't play me for stupid! I know you picked him up yesterday.
You're trying to tell me it wasn't you followed Barnes from the motel after he made bail? What are you talking about? Look, either this guy is a hell of an actor or he really doesn't know Barnes is dead.
Maybe he doesn't.
His cell phone GPS puts him at home during the time of Barnes' murder.
You're sure about that? Yeah, she's right.
You said the landlord saw a guy stalking Barnes right after he bailed out.
Yeah, but we couldn't confirm with the footage from the street PODs outside Barnes' apartment.
There was no sign of Cranston or his car.
Well, maybe we're not looking for Cranston.
Let's pull all POD footage from in and around that motel.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[KEYS JINGLING.]
[SIGHS.]
[KEYS CLATTER.]
I let myself in.
Dad, is everything okay? Go upstairs.
I said go upstairs.
[SIGHS.]
What's this about? [SPEAKS BULGARIAN.]
"Buy yourself candles," right? See, I think he meant it as a curse.
Like, candles for your funeral.
He wasn't asking for forgiveness.
It was a plea for vengeance, right? He was dying.
What type of man wouldn't want vengeance? I just found that under Peter's mattress.
It's a 9-millimeter.
Same caliber used to kill Barnes.
What's the chance the ballistics will match? It's mine.
Then why would you put it under Peter's mattress? You want a confession, I'll give you one.
It's my gun.
I'm the one who killed that man.
But you didn't.
Your son did.
Peter did recognize Barnes in that lineup.
He just said he didn't because he wanted revenge, to earn back your respect.
I've already told you, I'm the one who did it, and you got no evidence my son is involved.
Vasil, I got POD footage of Peter sitting in his car A block from the motel where Barnes was murdered.
A man's dead, Vasil.
I can't just ignore that.
Why? Is Chicago worse because of it? Please this is on me.
Even though I didn't pull the trigger, I'm the one responsible.
Come on.
Hey, Hank? Can I have a sidebar? Give me a minute, Jay.
I'll catch up.
What do you got? Um, I couldn't completely resolve the Ruzek issue.
Werner has an ask that is way beyond my paygrade.
Tell me.
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS.]
[SIGHS.]
"I was born for the storm and the calm does not suit me.
" You ever hear that saying? No.
Well, is that what this is, Adam? You just can't take the calm? I don't know, boss.
I'm sorry.
Thought I could handle it.
But you didn't.
This thing between you and patrol it has got to end.
I know, I want it to.
- I mean, I'll do anything.
- Yeah? Well, that's good to know.
Follow me.
Oh, God.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[SIGHS.]
You know, Werner's losing his badge for three days over this.
I know, I know.
I gave him money to try and take the sting off that.
Yeah, well, he wants more than your money.
Are you serious? It's about respect.
[SCOFFS.]
He's a big guy, Sarge.
Yeah.
You're not asking me to lose this, are you? No.
Never.