JAREK: The night my old man retired as Chicago police,
and after a whole lot of beers,he told me
that most cops have the same, basic reoccurring nightmare.
In mine, I'm chasing this bad guy
through the old Cabrini-Green buildings.
You know, the ones they tore down a while back.
I come down the stairs, I round the corner,
and I spot the gun.
Drop the weapon!
And I do everything right.
Drop the...
(bullets clattering)
Two shots, center body mass,
just like they teach you at The Academy.
But the bullets just bounce off, and the guy just laughs.
And then he...
(phone ringing)
Your phone's ringing.
Jarek! It's almost 3:00.
Hmm?
Oh...
Ugh. Why did you let me fall asleep?
I didn't. I fell asleep.
You were supposed to go.
And that'll be your fiancée wondering where you are.
I don't miss that feeling.
Wysocki.
No. Yup. Who?
No, no. All right, no. 3:00. Okay, yeah.
Give me 20 minutes.
(sighs)
So, not the fiancée. No.
She don't check up on you? Oh, she's not like that.
She doesn't worry as much as you do.
I'll give you a call.
All right, got to go.
All right.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Dad?
What are you doing here?
What are you doing with a baseball bat?
Protecting the house. Why are you here at 3:00 in the morning?
I had to discuss some things with your mother.
I finished work late.
You're sleeping with him?
We'll talk about that in the morning.
What is this, like, a one-night stand,
or are you actually getting back together?
No.
Mom?
No.
Maybe you should go.
Yeah. Hey, sorry about the plate.
(door closes)
(mumbles)
MAN: There you go.
(indistinct chatter)
You all know Deputy Chief Samuels.
How you doing? Fellas.
Good. How are you? What have you heard?
We're tracking some fancy boat. And a possible drug deal.
SAMUELS: A dock worker saw
some armed men loading a yacht.
We got eyes on this boat?
We got a copter and a marine unit.
Well, why aren't we stopping them?
First reason-- we're waiting to see if it's a rendezvous.
We want to catch them making the exchange.
The other reason is, we spotted Daniel Romero onboard.
SAMUELS: Which matches the intel I.C.E. put out
last week that he was on the move.
You want to educate the ignorant
amongst us who Daniel Romero is?
Yeah, brings a ton of heroin into Chicago and the Midwest.
I mean, we had a C.I. feeding us intel on Romero,
but we found his body, his arms, his legs
in a nice little neat pile and "respeto" carved on his chest.
It means "respect."
Romero gets respect, but you know what?
Today he also gets arrested.
SAMUELS: Use extreme caution.
He's accused of killing over a dozen police officers in Mexico.
What's a billion-dollar crime boss
doing on a drug run?
It must be something huge.
Well, I doubt he's here on vacation.
Last time we even knew
he was in the country was, what, four years ago.
That's right. So today we have the element of surprise, and we better
bring him in dirty, because the only thing worse than
missing him would be catching him and having to cut him loose.
Wysocki, you're primary. You and Evers lead the Task Force.
Make sure you bring enough firepower.
We got enough firepower?
Wysocki.
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CALEB: Hands up! Hands up!
Get down on the ground!
Get down! Police!
Get on the ground!
Romero, stop!
Marine Unit M-1, make sure the harbor entrance is closed.
He's not going anywhere.
Well, somebody better tell him that.
Come on, get the gate open!
Well, Daniel Romero.
Must be pretty cold, jumping into Lake Michigan.
How's the water?
What's your name?
Detective Evers. Evers. Okay.
I'm gonna remember that.
Yeah? You need help spelling it.
That's quite all right. Was that a threat, friend?
(grunting)
It's not every day we get a man like Romero in bracelets.
Yeah, but the question is, can we keep him that way?
You tell me. There's no drugs on the boat.
We've turned it upside down.
The best we can come up with is a bottle
of cooking wine in the fridge.
Oh, damn it.
Yeah, we can hold him on the guns charges,
but Romero wasn't strapped up.
So it won't stick.
On a brighter note...
...think what we could do with this.
So if there was a drug deal, we obviously missed it.
Looks that way, yeah.
We can hold Romero for 47 hours and 36 minutes more.
It's the only amount of time left we got
to dig something up to charge him with.
We won't get another chance.
LIAM: In training to be an undercover cop,
they taught me that sometimes you have
to break the law to establish your cover.
So when I torched the house,
I considered that just part of the job,
but when they pulled a body out of that fire,
it became something else. (knocking at door)
MIKEY: Liam! It became my new nightmare.
Come on, boyo. Open up.
For your torching services.
Don't burn through all that in one place.
Oh, and we got a call from Alderman Gibbons office.
You've been summoned to his royal chambers.
Why?
Might ask him.
Might also want to think about shaving.
You got any donuts? I skipped breakfast.
The hell, man? Whoa, whoa. what!
Why don't you watch where you're going?
You got a problem, buddy?
Oh, oh, you think 'cause you're a cop...
you can just push people around?
Are you drunk?
No, you need to apologize.
What are you doing here, huh?
I'm trying to bail out a buddy.
What's your excuse,
you son of a bitch? Get off me, man.
(Jarek and Liam shouting indistinctly)
Apologize! Watch out, guys.
I'll take care of it.
At any time, there are a dozen offenders
and their families out there.
You want to be seen with me? Is that it, huh?
I just thought it would give me a chance
to talk to you face to face.
This is not the way we communicate, okay?
Well, I tried calling the superintendent.
No one called me back.
Well, maybe she's got better things to do!
All right? This better be good.
Do you have an I.D. on that body?
The one they found in the fire
they made me set?
Marcel Reid. 38-year-old white male.
What's this about?
(sighs)
I'm meeting with Gibbons at noon.
Good. Good. Things are finally moving along.
I'm not going, man.
You're what?
Someone died in a fire that I set.
Isn't there some process I'm supposed to go through?
Like debriefing or counseling?
(laughing) Counseling?
If I were a beat cop, I'd probably be in jail right now.
Okay, yeah, yeah. We're going to give you a nice little massage
to go with that. I can't deal with this.
Either you get your head together
or the six months you spent training
and your year undercover goes down the drain for nothing.
Do you understand?
You don't think I know that?
Are you asking me to come in?
Is that it?
No. All right. Good.
Pull yourself together. Man up.
Now get over to Gibbons's, and earn his trust.
Can you do it?
Yeah.
All right.
Now I got to throw you against the wall.
Are you ready?
Yeah. Come on.
Hey, come on, man!
CALEB: You okay?
Do I seem not okay?
You seem tired.
Your fiancée called last night,
looking for you. What did you say?
I said, uh... I said, "Don't worry. Jarek's fine,
"aside from not having slept in a week,
"living on turbo caffeine
and having sex with his ex-wife."
Might have left that last part out.
Let me do it. I got it.
This stuff is awful for you.
(can top pops) Yeah? Well, thanks for the heads-up.
So you're telling me
you and Romero were just on some pleasure cruise?
MAN: Something illegal about going sailing?
You seen the waiting area?
Romero's got his own cheering section.
I'm jealous.
Half a dozen Latino mobsters, all waiting patiently.
Any luck here? Nope.
No one's talking.
I mean, call me crazy, but I think they'd rather
go down on a gun charge
than wind up in a neat, little pile of body parts.
Well, I got a call from the Director of the FBI.
Ooh. Fancy you. They can't prove anything,
either, but they want to question Romero.
Well, finders keepers. Oh, no.
I don't think it's a question of taking credit.
No, but you let the Feds get their claws into him,
you think they're going to squeeze him into giving up
his Chicago operations? No way.
No, no, no. We get him to shut down local pipelines
then we hand him over to the DC bloodsuckers.
Hey, Jarek, we need to...
Oh. Superintendent. I didn't realize you were in here.
What do you want?
Uh, may not be anything. It's probably not.
But, uh, can I show you something just in case?
Huh? What?
Okay, that's Romero's wife, Beatriz.
The guy next to her is Lucho.
Her brother. I know who Lucho is.
He's Romero's lieutenant. What am I looking at?
(sobbing)
You know, one of the side-effects
of those energy drinks is irritability.
Yeah. So is speeding up conversation, so...
Romero's wife is crying.
Which is strange, since she knows how little we have on him.
You know, I haven't spoken Spanish since high school.
Even then I got a "C."
But when I walked past, I'm pretty sure
I heard her say something about praying for her son.
Thanks.
(whispering)
Mrs. Romero, we spoke to your husband.
I'm really sorry to hear about your son.
He told you?
Where's Marco? You know where he is?
Uh, we're willing to help, if we can.
Your husband's as worried about this as you are.
(sobbing): Well, he's not acting like it.
Why not just pay what they want?!
(sniffling)
He didn't tell you, did he?
Has someone kidnapped your son?
I have to go.
No. Mrs. Romero... If you tell us,
we can help you.
If someone has your son,
we can save him.
You're lying.
Mentiroso.
The cash on the boat
wasn't from a drug sale.
It's ransom money.
GIBBONS: Chicago knows how to honor its dead.
In 1865, 125,000 people showed up
to view the open casket of President Abraham Lincoln.
Every day, on average, two of my constituents die.
I visit every bereaved family.
My presence tells them,
this person was important and will be missed.
And while critics say it's a political stunt,
a way to be remembered when people pull that voting lever,
for me, it is so much more than that.
Alderman.
It's about compassion and ritual.
Mr. Hennesey.
Not a moment too soon.
I have an appointment in 20 minutes
that's 30 minutes away.
Lilly give you the keys?
Keys to what?
You don't know why you're here?
I'll call and warn them you're going to be late.
GIBBONS: My regular driver called in sick,
and I was told you'd be available to drive me around.
Really? Well, it's not glamorous,
but it does have its benefits.
Of course, now, if you say no, I won't be offended.
Sure.
Good.
The, uh, car's out back.
It's a black Town Car.
If you'd bring it around.
Yes, sir.
You know, I get it, man. I do.
You're a ruthless drug dealer.
You got a certain image to uphold.
It's better to refuse our help, keep us in the dark,
and let your son get killed by a kidnapper.
I'm sure your gangster friends will be impressed.
Yeah.
It's lunch. You want to get something to eat?
Want to go to Dino's? Yeah.
You want us to bring you back a slice?
No? You sure?
No?
Okay.
You know, you might not care
about your son, but your wife does.
She's this close to talking, and when she does,
well, who knows what she's going to say, huh?
And we know she and your son
were in Chicago secretly to visit her parents,
but I guess someone found out.
ROMERO: If I were you,
I'd leave my wife alone.
He speaks.
And don't pretend you care about my son.
The only reason you want the men who took Marco
is to flip them against me.
That's partly true, but we'd still do better
trying to find him than you will from in here.
Are you a father?
I don't think so.
But you are. Mmm.
Someone threatened your family,
would you want a stranger to fix it for you?
Oh. Yeah.
You have me for two more nights,
unless my lawyer gets me out sooner.
And trust me, when I leave...
problem solved.
This is Romero's personal stuff.
Nice watch.
We'll get the numbers off the cell phone,
run those right away.
DINA: Jarek.
Hey. I'm Dina.
You must be Caleb.
Great to meet you. In person, I mean.
So... How's he holding up?
You mean with or without the energy drinks?
I've been on him about that.
Is he still doing six a day?
More like nine or ten. Ten?
You know how bad that stuff is for you?
The worst part is dehydration, and there's...
Dina, what are you doing here? Affects your memory and...
Can we talk? Ah.
Yes. Come with me this way.
I sat J.J. down to explain our relationship.
Okay. Good. What did you say?
Nothing. This way.
What do you mean, nothing?
I opened my mouth, and I realized
that I had no idea what our relationship was.
Oh, come on, Dina.
Look, he thinks we're getting back together.
I told him that's not true.
Mmm... Right?
Yeah. You're engaged.
You talk about breaking up with her,
but then you don't, so maybe you are going to marry her.
Basically, what I need is for you and me
to get our stories straight.
We need to tell our son something that...
doesn't make us sound like...
a couple of horny, irresponsible teenagers.
(sighs) All right, I get it.
I get it. I get it. I do, okay?
I'm in the middle of a case.
As soon as this quiets down, we'll figure this out, okay?
Okay.
Sooner, the better.
Okay.
(phone ringing)
CALEB: It's ringing.
Jarek!
Uh, everyone quiet.
Who here speaks Spanish?
Anyone?
You? You speak Spanish?
(phone continues ringing)
Hola.
MAN: 47th and Michigan Avenue. 2:00 P.M.
Say it back.
47th and Michigan Avenue. 2:00 P.M.
Bring the money and come alone.
Anyone with you, we kill the kid.
This is the home of a 92-year-old woman
that passed away last night.
I'll be consoling her two daughters and seven grandkids.
I'm sorry.
Well, actually, I never met her.
This may sound sentimental, but, um,
I consider all my constituents family.
The ones who voted for me anyway.
The rest can go to hell.
(laughing)
I'm joking about that.
Hand me those flowers.
Thank you.
(knocking at window)
That my date book? Yeah, it...
it, uh... it was on the floor. That's all right.
Thank you for finding it.
I was going to ask if you wanted to come in.
Comforting the bereaved can be an oddly moving experience.
Yeah. Uh... I'll just lock up.
Thanks again.
All right, now.
You guys have been questioning my client for hours.
And you know he was hit in the face?
One of your officers...
Reacted to a kick in the groin.
Superintendent.
We'll make this quick.
We received a call on your cell phone.
Your son's kidnappers are not aware
that you're in custody, and they want
to make the switch in two hours.
Now, we're willing to send you in alone
with the ransom money. JAREK: Wear a wire.
We'll surround the block.
You get your kid back, then we go in.
Why? Why what?
Why would we help you out?
I don't know. That's a good question.
TERESA: The caller had a Nigerian accent.
We think a Nigerian gang is behind this.
We know in recent years Nigerians
have been trying to elbow into your business,
and we don't need you coming after them spraying bullets,
or them going after you.
But the real reason is, your son is seven,
and he's caught in the middle of this,
and we protect children.
Even yours.
We're going to give you some time to talk
to your attorney, but I wouldn't talk long.
My name is Daniel Romero.
We good?
All right, the microphone is sewn in the shirt,
so it's not visible. Okay.
You're going to wear this under your coat.
Come on, man. It's broad daylight.
They'll see that. Their eyes will be glued
to the duffel bag full of cash.
MAN: Wysocki.
You wanted a warning if the Feds got here?
Guess who's here.
All right. Uh... take over.
This is a federal warrant for Daniel Romero.
I'd appreciate your assistance
in transferring him into our custody, effective immediately.
Bet you would.
You don't have a case against Romero. We're in the process
of making a case while we hold him.
Sounds to me like you're focused
on a kidnapping which is fine,
but that's a peripheral issue.
Not if you're Romero's kid, it's not.
You can't wait a day? Not my decision.
(laughing): Man, you got to love the FBI, man.
You really do.
They're so respectful to their superiors.
You know, Caleb, when he grows up...
he's an aspiring G-man.
He wants to be just like you guys.
We're trying a RICO case, a big one
and Romero's involved.
JAREK: What do you mean, involved?
What, you going to do a deal with him?
You know I can't tell you that. He can't tell me that.
I mean, this guy cuts off women and children's heads.
He murders whole families, and you're going to what?
You're going to... you're going to put him
in a Witness Protection Program, is that it?
Set the guy up in some hardware store up in Boise, Idaho?
Always appreciate the local hospitality
when I come to Chicago.
When you're ready to do this, we'll be outside.
I can't get that one guy's smell out of my nose.
What is that? Vomit or urine?
Cheer up. The day's half over.
(sighs)
Two dozen cops on that harbor raid.
Okay, most of them so fat they can't even jump over a pothole.
And we're stuck on lockup.
It's my fault.
It's 'cause the chief thinks I blew that frisk.
Next time you want
to take the blame for somebody, do it on my day off.
You wouldn't want to be on the streets without me.
Who'd translate the radio calls for you?
You know, that joke would be a lot funnier
if we were in the car and not on lockup.
JAREK: Hey. Hey, Uncle Jarek.
I hear they got you guys on padlock patrol.
Yeah, you do the crime, do the time.
Well, how would you like to help me
play a little game of hide-and-seek?
Gentlemen, would one of you
please sign for the prisoner?
Who's he?
ISAAC: Daniel Romero.
Not the one we're waiting on.
That's what it says here.
Sir, what's your name?
Wayne.
Wayne who? Wayne Deetsik.
Shoot. That's not good.
What? What happened?
This says Wayne Deetsik
was transferred to another facility.
There must have been a mix-up.
But if we did transfer your man,
we will get him back immediately.
You think this is funny? No, sir.
We don't tolerate mistakes in the Chicago P.D.,
and when one's made, we will do
everything we can to correct it immediately.
Get me the superintendent.
No, I'll call her myself.
Get this guy out of here.
What is that smell?
It's vomit. Urine.
You didn't say too much back there.
Uh... I'm sorry.
Uh, was I supposed to?
Well, you can't know how to help a person
unless you ask them what their problems are, right?
Engage in their lives.
Feel their pain? Is that so difficult?
I know we live in cynical times,
but have we really evolved to the point
where you are too good to walk in another man's shoes?
Feel their pain?
I didn't mean it like that.
No, of course you didn't.
You're conditioned, young man.
Conditioned to mock, ignore another person's plight.
Your whole generation's been conditioned to focus on
the grand importance of yourselves.
Not your fault.
My generation's fault for not teaching you better manners.
You know what, it is not too late though.
I hope not, sir.
It's not too late.
Team 1, Romero is in position.
I have a visual on the van, northeast corner of the complex.
What?
I didn't say anything.
How many is that so far today?
Get a hobby.
Team 1, I have movement on the roof of the building,
west side of the lot.
Anyone see that?
MAN (over radio): Team 3, negative.
Okay, Team 1, I'm sending two officers up onto the roof.
South of the entrance, facing us. Go.
Team 3, we've got a vehicle headed south on 47th.
Okay, Evers is off the street.
Get down.
Back up, man.
Where's my boy?
We need to see the cash before you see the kid.
Yeah, well, you're not seeing any money
till I see my boy, you understand?
You will get nothing till we see the money.
All right, Team 1, has anyone got visuals on the boy?
Negative.
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CALEB: Police!
(distant gunfire)
All right, shots fired! All teams move in!
(engine starts)
(gunfire)
Freeze!
Drop your weapons! On the ground!
Hands, hands, hands! Hands up!
Team 2, we've apprehended
two shooters on the roof.
They are male Latinos, not Nigerians.
These are Romero's guys.
(sirens approaching)
(tires screech)
Show me your hands!
Drop the weapon! Drop the weapon!
All right, nice and slow. Keep your hands where
I can see them.
Get out of the car. Up against the wall.
Shot once in the arm.
Other shot hit the vest.
I'm afraid you're gonna be okay.
Where's Marco?
You have the boy?
There's no sign of him.
TERESA: You understand this is just procedure.
When an officer shoots a suspect, we relieve them
of their weapon for a ballistics examination.
You will be issued a replacement weapon.
Yes, ma'am.
Look, there are two types of police-involved shootings
I handle, good ones and great ones.
And this was a great one.
Thank you, Detective.
You mind if I finish up here?
Absolutely.
Thank you.
Okay, so we don't have the boy, we don't have a case.
Apart from that, we're pretty much right on track.
Hey, we did manage to get a drug kingpin shot,
so it's not a total loss.
Make sure you get the Nigerian's cell phones,
run any numbers you find.
You know what I can't figure out?
How did Romero's guys know about the meet at all?
Romero had no way of telling them.
His lawyer.
The next time you speak to your thousand-buck-an-hour shyster
you might want to thank him for your bullet wound.
Those men didn't bring Marco because they saw you, okay?
You were stupid.
No, if they'd have seen us, they wouldn't have been here at all.
And if your buddies weren't on the roof
waiting to take shots at everyone, we would have
followed the Nigerians to where they're keeping your son.
Get my son back.
TERESA: We now have seven of Romero's men
and three of the Nigerian kidnappers in custody.
I don't know what this RICO case is you're putting together,
but that's got to help, right?
So I'm asking you for a favor.
Let us build our case
and have Romero stand trial in Chicago.
What is this?
It's for playing on the department softball team.
Oh.
Recently?
Not recently.
Oh. Well, to answer your question, um,
as the Bureau Special Agent in charge, I reserve the right
to put him in the Witness Protection Program.
I know it's unsettling,
but he's not the only one spilling blood.
So are his competitors, the hit men, the soldiers.
Countless lives destroyed by the drugs alone.
Now, if Romero can help us tear that all down...
So that's a no.
You won't let us build our case.
I hear he's a little worse for wear,
but, um, with your permission,
I think it's time we take possession
of Mr. Romero.
(cell phone ringing)
Lucho.
CALEB: Lucho, how's it hanging?
Who's this?
You don't recognize my voice?
It's Detective Evers.
Who?
Behind you.
No cell phones in a hospital, fat boy.
What do you want? For starters,
your sister's kid. Yeah, why'd you kidnap him?
Yeah, was it just the money?
It's a lot of money. Or did you want your boss to look bad,
so you could climb the ladder?
I'm thinking a little bit of both.
You're crazy.
No, no, but you know what is crazy
is when we tell your friends over there
that you're working for the competition.
Yeah, that we got your number off the cell phone
of a Nigerian kidnapper.
How's that gonna go down with the home team?
Let's find out.
Wait.
(knocking at door)
Oh! Shh.
Police! Police!
Hands up! Put your hands up!
Police! Don't even think about it!
Put your hands up!
Get up! Put your hands against the wall.
Don't look at me. Put your hands...
Okay. Back towards me.
Marco?
Huh?
Come on, little man.
Huh? You okay?
Come on, little man, it's okay.
It's okay.
LIAM: Hey, can I ask you something?
GIBBONS: Please.
You take such good care of those...I forget the word.
Constituents.
But they don't all vote for you.
And if they don't support you...
Listen,
a family doesn't have to like each other.
Hell, most of the time, we don't like each other.
So what keeps us together?
A shared experience.
The fact that we know
so damn much about one another
that we have got to trust each other whether we want to or not.
Am I right?
Sure.
Same with the people who work for me.
We are family.
Here it is, right here.
Why don't you come in again?
Uh, Liam,
this is Joanna.
Joanna, Liam.
Her husband passed away the other day.
Sorry for your loss.
Any news from the police?
They just said he died in a fire.
Some house over on Waller Avenue.
Waller?
JOANNA: No reason even for him to be there.
He didn't know anyone on that side of town.
Her husband's name was Marcel Reid.
Maybe you've read about him.
The police suspect arson, but they don't have a suspect yet.
Joanna, I promise you,
I will be all over the police until they get
to the bottom of this.
Um, I'm sorry.
May I use your restroom?
Down that hall.
Liam.
Flowers first.
Thank you.
Hey. Hey.
Oh, man, look at you.
Look at you.
Come here, sit down.
Hey, listen, you know that I would never,
ever, ever forget you, right?
No matter what happened.
Hmm? Hmm?
What's that?
This is nothing.
Got hurt, I'm fine.
Not as strong as you, though.
You tell me, what's the first thing you want to do today?
(clears throat) You should know that Lucho has confessed to
planning the kidnapping.
Yeah, I heard.
CALEB: He's agreed to testify against you
on a whole list of charges, including homicide,
drug trafficking, racketeering...
Anyway, it's a long list.
ROMERO: Okay.
Come...
I love you, man.
Hey, listen, you sit down.
The best dessert ever made for you.
CALEB: Daniel Romero, you have the right to remain silent.
(Romero laughs) Anything you say can and will be
held against you in a court of law. All right.
You have the right to an attorney. If you can't
afford one, one will be provided for you.
Do you understand these rights as they've been read to you?
ROMERO: What half do you want?
This half?
Mr. Romero, do you understand?
Ready?
One, two...
So now the Feds cut him a deal, and none of it means anything.
Well, we haven't played our final card yet.
(top pops)
Really?
Another one of those drinks?
So you're not sleeping, you're not going to bed,
you're not going home, and I'm gonna have to
prepare a cover story for your fiancée again?
You think I'm proud of what I'm doing?
Huh?
An ex-wife and a kid and a fiancée, I made a mess of it.
I made a mess of my marriage,
a woman who I spent my entire life with.
Think this is a joke? What do you want me to do,
go home to a fiancée who's planning a wedding?
So, what, as long as you keep moving,
then you're fine. Is that it?
Something like that, yeah.
Okay, I'm late. I'm gonna go.
Call me in the morning.
You need anything else?
Sit down. Have a drink.
Lilly, two scotches please, baby.
LILLY: Coming right up.
Oh, I should move your car.
I double parked.
They won't ticket my car.
And if they do, I know a guy who knows a guy...
You all right?
You seem kind of
bothered talking to that widow.
The one whose husband died in the fire.
(door closing)
(clearing throat)
He, uh,
he seemed kind of young.
I suppose he was.
Thank you.
Not even 40, I think.
(sighs)
You'll let me know if you need anything else?
Thank you, Lilly.
(door closing)
(sighs)
The guy that died in the fire...
Uh-huh.
...what do you know about him?
I never met him personally.
From what I understand, though,
he was unpleasant.
Beat his wife, gambled the rent,
made a lot of enemies.
You know, that kind of thing.
You can almost say his death was a blessing.
Although, as I said, I never met him personally.
Looking out for
the people of Chicago
is not something you can be half-assed about.
At a certain point, there is no turning back.
You are either in or you are out.
I'm in.
Yes, you are.
Welcome to the family.
I need to go to bed soon. I've got school tomorrow.
This must be confusing.
Your father is engaged to a girl
not much older than you. Mom...
I'm saying that must be confusing in itself.
But it's not why we're here, okay?
No. We're here because you and I still spend time together
and I'm trying to explain to J.J. what that means.
Okay, it doesn't necessarily mean
we're getting back together.
Necessarily.
Okay, we're not getting back together at all.
But it's important you understand that, okay?
We, we both
obviously still care about each other a lot,
and we're both still your parents,
and that's the important thing, J.J.
Okay. You know, sometimes
when two people have been together a long time
they just, they still need each other.
It's because they feel safe.
Because, well, it doesn't mean anything, really, just...
It doesn't mean anything? Well, it means a lot.
But it doesn't... you know, he knows what I'm saying, okay?
Sure. It's basically, it's like a booty call.
No, it's not a booty call.
That's what it sounds like.
Whoa, no. J.J., a little respect, okay?
Whatever you want to call it,
I get it, okay?
You're adults.
Are we done?
We're done.
No assistant out front?
I sent everyone home.
Mini cupcake?
Bribing me with baked goods?
See, at the Bureau, we are trained
to resist that kind of tactic.
But there really is no defense against red velvet,
now is there?
No, there's not.
(sighs)
So, no wedding ring.
Single, or just protecting your husband
from the rigors of the job?
Well, I never met a man who was coordinated enough
to put a ring on my finger.
Hmm, well, then you must have been keeping yourself
in a pretty deep cave all this time.
What about you?
I was divorced last year.
Sorry to hear that. Don't be.
I deserved it.
You know, you don't have to put Romero
in the Witness Protection Program.
Hear me out.
You tell Romero that he's going to be tried
on all counts here in Chicago,
and we have at least one witness who's willing to testify.
You point out to him
that when he's put away, probably for life,
he won't be around to protect his family.
And they're already a target.
So we put the wife, not Romero, into the program?
The wife and son.
That's pretty tough to justify financially.
Romero will give you everything you want.
We keep the boy from learning the family business.
And we make the Chicago streets safer
before you bring federal charges.
Will Romero agree to it?
He'll do it for his son.
What do you say?
Sorry I took so long to get back to you.
It's okay.
(sighs)
Jarek said he talked to you.
He said you weren't sure how much longer
you could do this kind of work.
I'm sorry for dragging you all the way down here.
And I didn't mean to interrupt,
but I've made up my mind.
All right.
The guy that I killed in the fire...
Gibbons took me to see his wife.
He's telling me he knows what I did,
and he's holding it over me.
So that's why you're coming in.
That's why I'm not coming in.
I will do whatever it takes to bring Gibbons down.
Whatever it takes.
You understand your wife and son will be relocated
and given new identities?
And I won't see them again?
No.
Or talk to them, ever?
Not ever.
They'll be safe?
Safer than safe.
Come in.
(sobbing)
Listen...
Listen, you're all that matters in this world, okay?
All right? (sobs)
DINA: In some Chicago neighborhoods
there are families of police going back almost a century.
So you have generations of spouses,
mostly women, who know what it is to marry Chicago P.D.
Your friends are police, your politics are police.
You go to cookouts and funerals.
You marry the job.
I know wives
who use a police scanner as a way to stay connected,
to still feel married.
They leave it on at home,
listening for their husbands.
I used to do that.
But not anymore.
Don't call me before 2:00 tomorrow, huh?
I have a date.
What?
On Saturday night
I have a blind date. I just thought you should know.
Seriously?
Yeah. Paul and Liz
have been wanting to set me up forever
and I just kept saying no.
And the other night when you described our relationship,
I just thought this is crazy.
Where's, uh...?
Your stuff is over here.
You, uh, you can't say no?
You're mad at me 'cause I have a date?
You have a fiancée. I'm not mad at you.
So, why am I still clinging to the idea
that we're still a family?
Because we still are.
You've been trying to break up with Elena for a month.
What's so hard about that?
It's just... Why don't you call her
and break up with her now, and then I'll cancel my date.
Go ahead, call her.
Well, there you go.
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Babe? Yeah.
Home before 1:00 A.M.
I knew there was a chance,
but I wasn't counting on it.
I've been eating popcorn and going crazy over those invites.
Do we have to invite the Petersons?
I keep on changing my mind.
What?
I said... do we have to invite the Petersons?
JAREK: I don't know who they are.
You look exhausted. Hmm.
How about I put you to bed
and give you something boring to read so you fall asleep?
All right, I'll be in soon, okay?
You go ahead.
All right.
I missed you.
I missed you, too.
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