You're a good cop, Adam.
You're really good at catching bad guys.
And yet... And yet you work right next to one
of the worst men in Chicago.
A man who built his career crossing the line
and breaking the law.
And yet you can't catch a criminal?
How long do you think you're gonna be able
- to jerk me around? - I gave you the video.
The video of the fight.
That tap dance with Halstead punching a bystander
while he's trying to save a kid's life?
You told me you wanted something
that crossed the line... That crossed the line.
Do you know how hard it was for me to give that to you?
I told you I wanted something on Voight.
Something actionable.
I can't give you what you want.
I can't.
Yes, you will.
Or your sister will go to jail,
and your little nephew will have to learn all the names
of his new foster brothers.
And the poster boy for corrupt police in Chicago
will not be Hank Voight.
That will be you.
You got 24 hours, or I will bury your ass.
Where are you going?
Um, I gotta go see a guy about a job.
Security gig.
Come on. We have to celebrate.
- Um, celebrate what? - Our two week anniversary.
I can't be late.
So, Ryan, I have a question.
Am I seeing you again tonight?
Hell yeah.
Good, Caitlin.
So, you just moved here?
- Yeah, last week. - Hmm.
Looking for a good league for my daughter.
Oh, this is the one. Good coaches, good families.
You're gonna love this neighborhood.
Get in there, Caitlin! Go for it!
So, Julianne...
I was told that you could hook me up.
Excuse me?
I just... I need something for my back.
I got into a car accident, and I'm in a lot of pain.
It sounds like you need a doctor.
Sarah Rathe told me that you could help.
I have cash.
- How much do you need? - How much can I get?
Hey, Sue, I need to help out our new neighbor.
Um, would you mind dropping Dylan and Caitlin
- back at the house? - Mm-hmm, sure.
- It's $80 a pill. - That's pretty high.
It's real Oxy. None of that Chinese crap.
Okay.
- Wait here. - Wait, I'll just go with you.
No, the guy's skittish.
Don't worry. I'll be right back.
- Did you copy that? - Yeah.
Already in the location.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, okay.
I got the eye. I'll stay with her, Hailey.
So, we're gonna bust her in front of her kids?
Do you wanna tell Sarge we lost 1505 funds
and got played by a soccer mom?
I don't know.
After the Sinaloan cartel, this feels like small potatoes.
17 ODs in this area in the last month.
- Big potato. - All right, after you.
- Help, help! - Somebody... Sue!
- Help! - Please!
Somebody help! Please, somebody!
- Help! - Our mom's inside!
She won't wake up!
- Where is she? - Please!
She's in the bathroom!
We're police.
You guys stay here. Stay put, all right?
Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, hey, hey, hey.
Look at me, look at me, look at me!
This is Detective Jay Halstead.
Badge number 51163.
I need you guys to roll an ambo
to 4222 South Keller.
We got a female overdose victim.
She's conv... Hey, guys, stay back!
- Julianne! - She's convulsing pretty bad.
Send help quick.
I'm gonna get them out of here.
Hey, hey, hey! Julianne!
Julianne, stay with me.
Stay with me, Julianne!
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She stole our money to buy her fix.
Looks like she was trying to get high
before her kids got home.
We found a straight razor and a white powder substance.
Field tested for Oxy.
She probably snorted it.
We tried like hell, we couldn't revive her.
We'll crack off a vice report on your attempt to buy.
Dump her phone.
She must have reached out to her supplier.
- All right. - Hello, Hank.
Hey, Denny.
So he called you, too?
He? Just here working a case.
Good. Now you own it.
I'm not following.
The victim in the case is Julianne Wells.
Daughter of the Honorable Judge Wells.
Tommy Wells?
That's right.
Daughter of a white judge.
The opioid crisis is finally going to hit front page
of the "Tribune."
- Hey. - Coffee?
- Thanks. - Yeah.
How'd it work out with your boyfriend?
- Not great. - Can you fix it?
Yeah, I think it got broke
in a way you can't really fix.
- That sucks. - Mm.
Um, well hey, you did right by the team.
You did right by Voight. That's something, right?
All right, guys.
Julianne Hudson.
Divorced, mother of two.
Been in and out of rehab for the past two years.
And you had no idea she was Judge Wells' daughter?
She's going by Hudson. It's her married name.
We did know she's a small-time dealer.
Two of the ODs said she hooked them up with Oxy.
We were flipping her to get her supplier.
Yeah, look, I talked to my C.I.s.
This move into Lincoln Park is not the cartels.
It's a new player.
Nobody on our radar or Narcotics'.
Pushing legit Oxy pills.
Well, we dumped Julianne's phone,
and the last call she made before she OD'd
was to a Vance Williams for 32 seconds.
We ran muds and tolls on the 17 ODs in Lincoln Park.
Six of them called this guy Vance, too.
Hmm.
Got his, uh, social security records.
Been working at the Wolcott Grill the last nine months.
All right, so why don't you two go talk to him?
Listen, it's new turf, but it's the same game.
Bust the dealers, flip the minnows into sharks.
Copy that.
You know, before Tommy Wells was a judge,
he was a cop.
We were in the Academy together.
Good police.
Let's do him right.
Parent's not supposed to have favorites,
but Julianne was my favorite.
She loved sports.
- That's how she hurt her knee. - Hmm.
And then came the operations.
The pain pills.
Spent my whole career throwing drug addicts in jail
and my own daughter went down the rabbit hole.
I'm so sorry.
Listen, uh...
I talked to Denny Woods.
We're gonna pursue a narcotics induced homicide.
So if you can point us in a direction...
I really wish I could.
The deeper in Julianne got, the more she isolated herself.
It was our drug companies and our doctors
who got us hooked.
They called it medicine.
We unleashed this monster on ourselves.
She was my little girl.
I lost my son a few years ago.
Pain doesn't go away.
There is some consolation when justice is done.
Makes the hole a little shallower.
We're gonna do everything we can.
Yeah.
All right.
Italian Pino grigio here.
- Okay. - Crisp, dry.
A lot of lemon and lime.
Even some green apple in the finish.
I think you're gonna like it.
I do. You know your stuff, Vance.
- How long you worked here? - Not that long.
And you've already made a name for yourself.
I hear that you are the man to see.
Sorry, tell me your name again?
Diana.
So, what do you want, Diana?
I want to have fun.
And I want to help other people have fun.
See, I work at a tennis club.
There's a lot of women. A lot of free time.
Not a lot of supervision.
Virgin territory, Vance. Without the virgins.
- I'm listening. - Mmm-hmm.
They wanna party. They don't like the needles.
Do you like to party?
I do. But...
Do you know where I can get some Oxy?
Um...
So, after that thing with the judge's daughter...
Yeah?
Suppliers are gonna be laying low.
- But... - Okay.
I have a recreational stash.
Sweet.
I'll be free in ten minutes.
Actually, you won't be.
Chicago PD.
- Bitch. - Hey.
- You good, Kim? - I'm fine.
Know her?
I may have seen her at the bar.
'Cause your manager saw you talking to Julianne yesterday.
After which, she snorted 600 milligrams of OxyContin.
That's a bummer, but that's not on me.
'Cause your recreational stash,
same pills that killed Julianne.
- I want a lawyer. - You from Chicago?
What's that got to do with it?
- Are you from Chicago? - Yeah, Wilmette.
So then you know how this city works.
I mean, this... this is the daughter of a judge.
So, someone's gonna pay for this, right?
I mean, if I were you,
I'd wanna put it on my supplier.
But if you wanna protect him,
I'm happy to go with you.
And that means you'll take the full ride
for the homicide charge.
You know, I kinda hope he eats it.
'Cause this means we get to go home early.
So, who's your supplier?
Last chance, Vance.
- Let's go. - I want a deal.
And in return for his cooperation,
aside from his immediate release,
my client wants full immunity.
Sergeant, we got him on Intent to Distribute,
selling to an undercover police officer,
and you want to release him?
Just long enough to smoke out his source.
He'll have a tracker on.
There's no way I can agree to that.
Your Honor, we are all so sorry for your loss.
I heard you were here.
Are you guys making a deal with my daughter's killer?
I haven't signed off on it.
Just so you know, I'm not a killer, okay?
Your daughter was a junkie,
and whether it was me or somebody else,
she was gonna find her pills.
This opioid addiction is destroying our country.
So, if we have to make some unsavory deals...
So be it.
24 hours, partial immunity.
Listen to me.
You set up that meeting tonight.
Or this deal is off the table. You understand?
Still no sign of Frank Barrett.
Vance and his supplier decided not to show up.
Well, we just got here, but according to the tracker,
Vance is still inside his house.
All right, come on.
Kev, you take the front. We'll take the back.
Got it.
Antonio?
Back door.
- Door. - Got it.
Moving.
- Body. - Got it.
Hey, Kev, we found Vance.
It's not good.
Forced entry to the rear.
House wasn't tossed.
M.E. puts time of death at 11:30.
Single gun shot.
Talking to the neighbors. Nothing so far.
Any intel on Vance's supplier?
No, just what he told us.
Frank Barrett. We're looking into it.
So, all crime techs found was one shoe print.
It's a size 11.
Victim was a size nine. So it could be the killer.
But it could also be the FedEx guy.
All right, get a cast.
- Put it into evidence. - Yep.
Got a kill shot to the head.
Close range, no struggle.
This was an execution.
Spoke to the crime techs. There's no prints.
So the guy was a professional.
Bullet?
I'll get it over to ballistics.
All right, check the neighborhood
- for security cameras, will you? - Yeah.
- Hey, boss? - Yeah.
Okay, I'm looking in the closet,
And there's at least 15 to 20K
in a shoe box on the floor in there.
- Give me a minute. - Yeah.
You want us to voucher it for you?
No, I'll take care of it.
Honestly, Boss, I can handle it.
Sarge, we found something.
- What's up? - This was in the fire pit.
- Is that prescription bottles? - Yeah.
There's a bunch of them. Looks like he torched them.
But you can still make out bits of the label.
- Mmm. - OxyContin.
And they all look like they were written by the same guy.
- A Dr. Lewis Macy. - All right, get them over to the lab.
See if you can find some more names
and go talk to this Lewis Macy.
Kim Kelly. Laura Henderson.
Are those patients of yours?
Don't ring a bell.
Hey, do you write a lot of pain prescriptions?
- Opioids? - Oh, gosh, no.
- I call those slippery slopes. - Hmm.
One pill can take you right to the bottom.
Maybe you can help explain why we found Oxy prescriptions
for these patients written in your name.
That's an easy one.
My office was broken into six months ago.
They stole my computer, petty cash,
and my prescription pads.
Huh. You reported this?
Definitely.
A couple of your brothers in blue came to investigate.
Apparently other doctors in this city got robbed, too.
This is a real shame, the times we live in.
Yeah.
Do you know a guy named Frank Barrett?
I don't.
- Doctor? - Ah, now if you'll excuse me,
I do have patients waiting.
Is there anything else I can help you with?
- Thanks. - Thank you.
Dr. Lewis Macy. Family doctor.
Two kids in high school.
Divorce, no priors.
And no apparent connection to our DOA Vance Williams.
No phone calls. No E-mails.
These two never crossed path electronically.
And I talked to robbery.
Dr. Macy did file a burglary report.
And his alibi for the night of Vance's murder checks out.
It was Parent Night at Webster Prep.
And he's a size nine.
Not a match for the shoe print we found at the crime scene.
Still, I wanna get a sneak and peek
on the doctor's finances.
What about this Frank Barrett guy?
There's eight Frank Barretts in Chicago, Sarge.
But my money is on the one who runs this bar called Blazes.
That's where Vance Williams used to work.
And two of the names we found on the prescription bottles
have one thing in common.
They both used to work at Blazes.
All right, so let's get some dirt on him,
then scoop him up.
Frank Barrett?
- Do I know you? - Chicago PD.
We wanted to talk to you about one of your employees,
Vance Williams.
Oh, yeah. He's a former employee.
My manager told me what happened to him last night.
This freaking city, huh?
Yeah, do you have any idea who killed him?
No idea, he's just some guy who used to work for me.
So, Vance was pushing illegal opiods.
We also know some other people in the ring,
and the one thing they all have in common...
They've all worked for you.
Oh, you think that I got something to do with this?
You are the boss, right?
It's not a church, man. It's a bar.
Yeah. Where were you last night?
I was at my bar.
Till close.
Look, it's tragic what happened to Vance,
but I had nothing to do with it.
So if you guys are done fishing here,
you'll excuse me. I have to get to work.
That's a nice ride for a bartender.
Bar owner.
A man can make a good living selling booze in Chicago.
Why don't we take a ride to the bar?
- Check out his alibi? - Mmm-hmm.
All right, what have you got?
We have the Trap and Trace on Barrett's phone.
Like we hoped, Barrett made a phone call
30 seconds after he talked to Halstead and Upton.
Yeah, it's definitely a Chicago number,
but you're not gonna believe who it belongs to.
Chicago PD.
Mind if we come in?
Um...
All right, come on. Over here.
- What do you want? - Where is he?
- Who, what? - Hey, look at me.
- Where is he? - Antonio?
What's this?
Sit down. We have the same question.
You just got a call from Frank Barrett.
Yeah. Frank's my cousin.
The Vance Williams evidence folder.
I'm doing the case report.
I wanna double-check evidence,
cross reference to make sure I don't leave anything out.
Like a real detective.
Was there any money vouchered into evidence?
- Is there any listed there? - No.
There's your answer.
Why am I here? I didn't do anything.
Don't worry, baby. It's all a mistake.
Both interview rooms clear?
Yeah, we just put in fresh linens.
All right, her in one, Doc in two.
Hold on, is there any way we can do this together?
That's not how this works.
Can't you do something?
- I'm on the case report. - Good.
You want us to voucher it for you?
No, I'll take care of it.
Honestly, Boss, I can handle it.
Now help me out here, Doc.
Just trying to fit some pieces together.
So Frank Barrett is your cousin?
Yeah, that's right. On my mother's side.
And Andrea Scott is your girlfriend?
- Yeah. - Okay.
She was pretty out of it. Is she doing opioids?
No, she has a legal prescription
for medical marijuana.
- You write it for her? - It's for her migraines.
Oh, got it.
Okay, so you and cousin Frank
are partners in an illegal opioid business.
No, I already told you somebody stole
- my prescription pads. - Stop.
You lied to us.
You said you didn't know who Frank Barrett was.
I was nervous.
I didn't wanna say anything against my cousin.
But he's not a drug pusher, I'll tell you that much.
All right, listen.
This mild-mannered doctor shtick?
You're gonna have to come off it.
What're you...
Because you're connected to two murders.
And you wrote the fraudulent scripts
that killed the daughter of Judge Wells.
I didn't.
And either you or your cousin shot Vance Williams.
I have no idea who this man is.
Really?
'Cause we found Oxy at his place
from prescriptions that you wrote.
Now, I think your cousin got you into all this.
If you wanna get out of it, hey...
You gotta give us your cousin.
Wait, I'm not following.
We need you to wear a wire.
Get Barrett to talk about his opioid dealings.
I'm sorry, I could never do that.
All right, fine.
You'll take the full ride alone.
That's crazy.
Like I said, they stole my prescription pads.
You really gonna hang onto that?
- I'm telling you the truth. - We're done here.
Start with how you know Lewis.
I, uh, I met Lewis at a club.
And then one thing led to another.
The age difference didn't deter you?
I guess I still have daddy issues.
You have a prior for solicitation.
Oh, that's not what this is.
- I like him. - That's great.
What's your relationship with Frank Barrett?
Um, I only met him a few times.
He's... He's Lewis' cousin. That's all I know.
How long you been using?
Oh, those are old.
We can help you.
But we need to know how bad your habit is.
I just take a pill or two a day.
That's it.
Please, I... I don't know anything else.
Andrea, I think you do know something.
And the sooner you tell us what you know,
the sooner you can go.
Lewis... he was acting strange today.
- Did he say why? - No.
But when he got the call, I knew that it was from Frank.
And then Lewis told him that the police
were asking him questions, too.
And then he started freaking out.
And then the cops came.
So Barrett got prescriptions from Dr. Macy.
Then he gave them to Vance.
Vance got the runners, distributed the pills.
Barrett sealed himself off.
Now, without Vance,
the only way to Barrett is through Macy.
And he's not talking.
All right, what about Andrea?
Well, we dumped Andrea's phone.
And right now, there's no obvious connection
to her and Barrett.
What we do know is she has a serious habit.
She's gonna be sweating it out in lock-up,
looking for a fix.
That explains the Oxy we found at Macy's apartment.
Yeah, you know what else we found?
Love notes from the doctor. Post-It notes.
"Andrea, you're every pleasure I've ever imagined."
"No matter how much we're together,
I can never get enough of you."
Then that's it. We got him.
- Mmm-hmm. - The doctor's in love.
And we use her to make him flip.
This is where he's vulnerable.
We squeeze as tight as we can.
Cut Andrea loose. Keep eyes on her.
Find something actionable.
You know, I've been waiting for your call.
Are you kidding me right now? You're gonna talk to me here?
You know, according to my timepiece,
you've got about four hours left.
Yeah, well I've been busy.
You plant that seed I gave you?
No, all right?
It's not easy to plant 20K, okay?
There's too many eyes.
Come here.
Ah, remove your glasses when you talk to me.
Sweet Jesus, he took it, didn't he?
- No, that's not what happened. - Don't you lie to me.
- I'm not lying to you. - Then where's the money?
I need more time, all right?
I need more time to plant it.
I'm waiting for another chance.
I think the harpoon is already in the whale.
Time is ticking.
6:00 p.m. tomorrow, you bring me the cash,
or proof that Voight took it.
We're done.
No!
Please, please!
- Hey, Jen. - Hey.
- Hey, thanks for coming. - Hi.
- Hey, I got you the white wine. - Thank you.
Glad you called.
I wasn't expecting to hear from you.
Uh, yeah, you know what?
I didn't actually call about that.
Um, I need some advice.
Sure. Are you in trouble?
Well, I've got this friend.
Who's also a cop.
And, uh, his sister got a DUI.
And her son was in the car.
Gonna be a mess.
And my friend, he took care of it.
The problem is, a white shirt...
- he found out about it. - Mmm-hmm.
And now my friend's getting all jammed up.
I'm just wondering what kind of punishment
he might be looking at.
Well, falsifying a report is a Rule 14 violation.
It's a straight felony.
Plus with a white shirt gunning for him,
I'd say your friend is looking at five years in prison.
Okay.
Ouch.
It's the new world of reform.
Everybody wants to bury a cop.
Yeah.
We arrested your girlfriend.
She was buying heroin on the west side.
She's been trying to wean herself off.
She just needs to go back to rehab.
Well, you can make that happen if you start cooperating.
I know what you're trying to do.
Look, your cousin is a drug pusher.
He killed one man we know of,
and he's extorting you.
Now, you can save him,
or you can save her.
When I met Andrea,
that's when I came back to life.
For the first time I was finally doing something for me.
And then on top of everything else,
I had a divorce to pay for.
Okay, so you reached out to your cousin Frank, yeah?
Frank always told me if I ever needed anything...
I couldn't pay the loan back.
That is when he asked for the prescriptions.
Then I didn't know how to get out.
What about Andrea?
Listen, you give us Frank,
Andrea walks. You have my word.
One day, I'm gonna have this darn monkey off my back,
and Andrea and I are gonna be together.
This is a transmitting device.
Works like a regular phone.
You can still receive calls.
You press this button twice, you're ready to rock.
I don't know if I can do this.
Frank is my family.
We grew up together,
and now I'm gonna stab him in the back.
No, no, this isn't who I am.
You know who you are.
You're a guy with no good options.
So you gotta deal with it.
What I did was wrong. This is also wrong.
Yeah, well, sometimes two wrongs make a right.
Press this button twice.
Let's go.
Let me know when you got eyes on the doctor.
Yeah, we got him. He's by the bench.
Got eyes on Barrett, too.
Black jacket, blue jeans.
He's approaching right now.
Copy that.
Huh.
Frank.
Why'd you wanna meet here?
Eh, cops have been poking around the bar.
So, what's up?
What'd you wanna talk about?
About the cops.
You said nothing was gonna happen.
Nothing has happened.
Let's go take a walk.
- Where? - Eh, we'll just walk.
Come on.
All right, they're on the move.
Southeast.
So, what do you really want, Lewis?
Look, I'm scared they're going to find out.
About what?
About the Oxy pills.
What are you talking about, huh?
There's no way that they can connect anything to us.
It's perfect.
Look, all you gotta do is stick to the story.
What about Vance?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Come on.
All right, hey, we got eyes.
I want you to hang back. We don't wanna heat this guy.
Copy.
You know, that's strange, Lewis.
That person you're referring to,
I don't remember telling you his name.
The police told me about Vance.
The police, huh?
How many times you talk to them?
Once, twice.
Well, which one is it? Once or twice?
It doesn't matter. Why did you kill him?
Why are you trying to get me to admit to something
I didn't do?
- I just wanna know. - Huh?
What, did they put a wire on you?
- No. - You got a wire?
No, God, no.
We can pull him out.
Wait for my order.
Did the cops flip you, Lewis?
No, it's not like that.
Frank. Frank!
- Frank! - They're going in the tunnel.
- Frank! - Hey, listen to me.
I don't care that we're family.
If you ever say anything to the cops...
Frank, what the hell are you doing?
I will shove this gun so far down your...
Move in, now.
All right, go, man. Go, go, go.
Sarge, Macy's down, but we got him.
Barrett fled out the west side of the tunnel.
Atwater and Upton are in pursuit.
I do not believe that they have eyes.
I got eyes on Barrett.
He's at the south end of the park.
You guys, there's a lot of kids around.
Barrett is armed.
There's too many civilians to take any chances.
Apprehend without incident.
Hey, is that a zebra? Okay, great.
He's getting on the bus. The 289.
Sorry. How's it going?
Thanks.
Nice and easy, Frank.
Well, thanks to your cousin,
we got you on drug trafficking,
narcotics induced homicide of Julianne Wells,
and now the murder...
or attempted murder... of your cousin.
Ah, come on.
The idiot grabbed the gun and it went off.
I wasn't gonna shoot him.
Anything else you wanna say in your defense?
You know what? I think I'll let my lawyer handle that.
This is murder, bro.
Vance was your middle man.
You found out he was gonna roll.
You killed him, too.
Look, I may have had something to do with the pills.
But I had nothing to do with that guy's murder.
We know Vance set a meeting with you.
And we got your shoeprint at the scene.
Size 11.
Yeah, I do have a size 11.
But I also have an alibi for the night that guy was killed.
And we checked it. You left Blazes at seven.
That's plenty of time to do this murder.
Okay, look.
I lied about being there all night.
It's because I was meeting a doctor.
His name is Furlow.
Dr. Daniel Furlow.
I was seeing if he might wanna be in business.
It's not exactly something I wanted to advertise.
Do you understand?
Where was this?
It was at the Ambassador Hotel.
And you can check that.
What else did you lie about?
So, what have you got for me?
You know, I've thought a lot about this situation.
I've gone over all the math,
all the possibilities.
And I think I came to a conclusion.
Screw you.
Oh, that feels good.
Yeah, screw you.
You know, you must be lousy at math,
because you got the exact wrong answer.
Yeah, well, you know what?
It's the only one I can live with, so...
And what about your family?
Voight is my family.
That's what you don't seem to understand.
They're all my family.
And I'm not gonna give them up for the likes of you.
Not a bridge you wanna burn, son.
No, it is a bridge that I wanna blow the hell up.
You with all your high-minded BS.
Your superiority.
Oh, my God.
I mean, the only reason that you wanna get Voight so bad
is because you realize you're not half the man he is.
And I'm here to tell you you never will be.
Officer Ruzek...
Enjoy your last day as a cop.
I will.
Hey, sorry for the late hour.
Eh, it's all right.
I haven't been sleeping.
Oh, well, I do have some good news.
Yeah?
Busted Frank Barrett.
ASA's charging him with the drug induced homicide
of Julianne.
Thank you, Hank.
There's some cold comfort in that.
I'm glad. Look at this.
Oh, my God.
You remember that time we chased those robbery suspects
across Wabash, trapped them under
the El tracks?
Yeah, the inspector wrote me up
for not wearing my crown cap.
You still got your service revolver?
Uh, no, no.
- I lost it. - Lost it?
- Yeah. - Just disappeared, huh?
Well, you know, it got put into a box,
and then one day it was gone.
Huh.
Well, that's too bad.
They had that special ammo for those 357s, remember?
- It was a long time ago. - Yeah, well...
The reason I think of it is we just got the ballistics back.
Vance Williams was killed with a .38 caliber hollow-point.
The same ammo we used in our service revolvers.
And the thing is...
Only cops got those bullets.
And they stopped making them in 1994.
Which is the same year you stopped being a policeman.
You about a size 11, Tommy.
I'm not sure what you're getting at, Hank.
You told me that Barrett was good for the murder.
Yeah, well, I thought he was, but...
His alibi checked out.
He wasn't there.
Tommy.
Tommy, I knew you when you were a cop.
I know what you're capable of.
And I know what it's like to look into the eyes
of the person that killed your child.
If you look really closely, Hank,
I think you'll see
that there's no physical evidence to tie me
to this murder.
And even if you try to make a case,
I've been a judge and a cop in this town for 30 years.
All the friends that I've made?
It's an army.
Tommy, I'm just saying I know what happened.
I know.
Doesn't feel as good as you think it will, does it?
I need something.
I'm listening.
Hey, man.
I gotta go meet a C.I.
I could use the back up.
You want me to call in Atwater?
No, you and me.
Just like the old days.
All right, yeah.
- I like that. - Yeah.
Remember the first time we met?
- At the Academy? - That's right.
You were on top of your instructor.
It was a hostage drill.
We were supposed to disarm him.
Yeah, you beat him up.
I disarmed him.
You know, you've always been like a son to me.
I thought we were going to the south side.
Yeah, we just changed the venue.
That's the C.I.
Yeah.
Come on.
Who are we meeting, Al?
Al.
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