MAN (over radio): I think we have a case
where the city is hot, and tempers are hot.
People get hot, people are on edge... Look, I'm on edge.
My yellow '72 Ford Maverick overheated, I...
TERESA: Most people think of Chicago and harsh winters.
But the summers can be just as rough.
For five days in July of 1995, Chicago battled
triple digit-temperatures. Roads buckled, and drawbridges
needed to be hosed down in order to close properly.
And murder rates went through the roof.
Altogether, the heat claimed over 700 lives that week.
Today is supposed to be hotter.
JAREK: No, you're not
rescheduling, you've already done that twice.
You need a new driver, you've been putting it off for weeks.
You know, it's affecting your work.
My work has not been affected.
You know, this is not about replacing Antonio,
it's about making you efficient and keeping you safe.
I hand-picked these three coppers myself,
you can't make a bad decision.
Besides, can't keep showing up here at the crack of dawn.
People are gonna start talking.
That's the best reason I've heard yet.
Then that is the reason we will go with.
RADIO ANNOUNCER: Well, this is the hottest day that I can remember
since... the '80s.
TERESA: You are all
great cops, and you all come very highly recommended.
Now as you probably know, the last person in this job
was killed in the line of duty,
so if you would like to reconsider
your application, please just say so now.
Congratulations, Officer Bidwell.
You've got seniority.
Macy, Williamson, please don't let this
affect your morale or your efforts,
you both have very bright futures.
And if it doesn't work out with Bidwell,
you might be hearing from me.
So, thank you both.
Thank you, ma'am. Thank you.
Superintendent Colvin,
thank you.
I won't let you down.
When do we start? Right now.
The mayor wants the city's heat emergency plan in full effect.
ComEd is saying rolling blackouts are likely,
so that means all hands,
every available copper is out on the street.
That's including you, ma'am?
You know what, if I'm revoking sick days
and calling off vacations, I am certainly not going to do it
from an air-conditioned office.
You're responsible for my security... my phone.
You answer it. My schedule. You keep it.
Keys to the car. Go get it.
We're going to check in with districts
all over the city today. Yes, ma'am.
(sighs)
LIAM (on phone): Alderman Gibbons just called. He says he has a job for me.
What kind of job?
Don't know, but...
He called personally, so maybe this is the mistake
we're waiting for him to make.
Maybe, but keep your eyes open and your mouth shut.
You run into any real kind of trouble,
you know the procedures.
LIAM: Got it.
Well, go get it then!
Guess that's one way to beat the heat, huh?
Self-inflicted's not my thing.
Have the body snatchers come down and take him to the M.E.
You know what I read?
On the way down, a lot of these guys are thinking, like,
"Why am I doing this? I'm making a huge mistake."
Not, "We'll never see the Cubbies win a World Series,
and we were so close"? Oh, here we go.
Yeah, well, if my team hadn't won a Series
in the last century, I'd be pretty depressed, too.
You know what, you talk a lot.
Cubs are playing the Sox tonight.
Oh, I am well aware of the schedule, my friend.
A little wager, maybe? How much?
You know what, I got a better idea.
Loser has to write all the paper
on every case for the rest of the month.
You're gonna write all the paper anyway,
and that's not gonna change.
Okay? The loser...
the loser has to wear the opposing team's uniform
to work tomorrow.
Fine.
And pose for photographs.
Good. Yeah.
You're here early. So are you.
I don't have a life. What's your excuse? (laughs)
My power's out.
That sucks. Yeah. You?
Couldn't sleep. Figured I'd come in,
get a quick workout before roll call.
Trying to impress some dude?
Oh, yeah, they're lining up.
We in our blues today? Yep.
Great. Nothing like rockin' the polyester in the middle of hell.
See, the heat doesn't bother me.
I always manage to stay cool.
Yeah, real cool.
Meet you out there.
(laughing) All right.
Dispatch said shots fired, Division and Kedzie, yeah?
Yeah, it seems quiet, though.
I got nothing.
(faint radio call)
(radio volume increases)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, little guy in a big hurry. (horn honks)
Come on. Watch out, watch out, man.
Whoa! Whoa, whoa, come on!
Get on him! Get on him! Go, go! (horns honking)
Did you see a gun?
Get on him! I got him, I got him.
Stop, police!
Police! Stop!
Right there, kid! Right there!
Huh?
Why you running? Why are you running?
They just shot my dad. All right, calm down.
I think he just killed him. Who did?
CALEB: Where?
Where'd you come from, huh?
Hey, tell us what happened. What happened? What happened?
Hey, squad, send an ambulance, Division and Kedzie.
Ambulance, Division and Kedzie.
Where's your dad, kid?
Where's your dad?
♪ Who's gonna hear your cry? ♪
♪ When there's more of them than there are of you ♪
♪ Who's gonna hear your cry? ♪
♪ When the hard winds come and it takes your breath? ♪
♪ Who's gonna hear your voice ♪
♪ When violent men want to cut you down ♪
♪ And the sun is gone in the dead of night in this town ♪
♪ Who's gonna hear your cry? ♪
CALEB: This guy's been dealing ice cream
out of this truck for the last ten years.
Name's Eddie, right? Eddie Cruz.
Bet he's been dealing more than ice cream out of here.
Probably not enough crack in his Creamsicles.
No, he's straight up.
I worked this area when I was a beat copper.
Freezer door's open,
looks like the shooter grabbed some ice cream.
Didn't touch the cash.
That lady over there says that she heard them argue
about the high price of Popsicles.
She heard the shots, she never saw the shooter.
And apparently, surprise, surprise,
all these other knuckleheads didn't see a thing.
So the son's the only real eyewitness.
JAREK: Whoever did this was seriously strapped,
gentlemen. .45 caliber, 20 or more casings.
Well, the kid said it sounded like a machine gun.
Guy can afford an automatic weapon,
can't pay two bucks for a Popsicle?
All right, round the boy up,
get him talking before he starts forgetting. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold up there, Wysocki.
I don't remember asking for any help. We got this.
Not anymore, you don't.
Excuse me?
You want me to spell it out for you?
You and your little buddy are out, we're in. So it is true.
The superintendent's little lap dog gets to cherry-pick
all his cases. That's right.
So canvass the area, let me know what you dig up.
I got a better idea.
Why don't you go get yourself a mani-pedi
while I stay out here
and close this case?
(laughing) You close a case? That'd be a first.
Hey, just 'cause your daddy's a captain, Lassiter,
doesn't mean you got any skills.
That gene must've skipped a generation.
You bought ice cream from my dad before.
Yeah, a couple times.
You remember that?
Dad said to remember every customer.
Smile when you see them coming.
Someone explain to you about your Dad?
They said he's dead.
They shouldn't have done that to him!
No, they shouldn't have.
But I promise you, we'll get who did this.
You will?
We're certainly going to do our best.
"I promise we're going to get the guy that did this"?
What are you doing?
I know. I've never made that mistake before.
But when I was talking to him, it just came out of my mouth.
This is going to make you feel better.
The kid's an orphan, he's got no family.
What? Yeah.
His father was his last living relative.
Oh... D.C.F.S. is gonna come by and pick him up.
I mean, unless of course
you promised he can stay at your place. I'm sorry.
You should be. Yeah, I shouldn't have told him that, but...
No! No, you shouldn't write checks you can't cash.
I know. So help me cash this one.
All right, I got an informant I was saving for a rainy day.
If I burn this informant, though,
all right, you owe me big time. Done.
Baby-sit the kid, I'm gonna make a couple of calls.
D.C.F.S. might be a while. All right.
RAY: Hey, Wysocki.
Ray.
I got the job.
Congratulations, I heard, yeah.
Thanks. Thanks for putting me up for it.
Well, don't screw it up and we'll call it even. Sounds fair.
Uh, Ray. She's a tough one.
Yeah, I can see... No, you haven't seen nothing.
Day like today, she's gonna,
she's gonna want to prove a point,
throw herself into some kind of situation.
Just keep her safe. Absolutely.
Good.
What's up?
Got enough food there, dude?
Got a weakness for shrimps.
Eddie Cruz.
What do you know about him?
Ice cream truck driver, we found him this morning all shot up
down on Kedzie.
We think the shooter's toting an automatic weapon,
slight build, braided hair, tattoo on his neck.
What's his name again?
Detective Evers.
Detective Evers makes me nervous.
Me, too, he can't help it.
JAREK: Now a guy that strapped up,
running around in your hood,
I figure if anyone can tell me something, you can.
How'm I supposed to know I can trust you, man?
I mean, if I do this, we straight, right? We good.
I got you on multiple gun charges, Big.
And yet here you sit, a free man,
$57.00 worth of fried shrimp between us...
Is that trust or what? Fine.
I'll look into it. Call you if I got anything.
Oh, you'll do better than that, man. The streets are gonna
be whispering a name, and you're gonna give it to me.
Before the sun goes down.
So... Big Sexy. Why they call you that?
Hell, is your dude for real?
(chuckles)
Why you think?
As some of you might have noticed,
it's a little warm out there today.
(quiet laughter) Now, this kind of weather brings out the crazies,
and everyone is gonna be out on the street, them and us.
Now, these particular housing projects,
they're hot, no matter what the temperature... there was one weekend
last summer, there was, what, three murders, two rapes
and two dozen aggravated batteries,
all in these buildings alone.
And it was eight degrees cooler than it is today.
As the mercury rises, so do tempers.
That's why we're putting you there
for the entire shift.
On foot. Old-school beat coppers.
Now, we're spread thin.
You know, a lot of people riding 10-99.
So that means backup to that area will be touch-and-go.
So you take care of each other.
(groaning) MAN: For crying out loud, man!
TERESA: Well, nothing to see here,
so you might as well be out there.
You be safe, everyone.
(laughing)
What took you so long?
We hit traffic; some of the lights are out...
backed things up.
MIKEY: Sorry about that, Alderman.
Grab some water, follow me.
MAN (on radio): Not only is it hot outside, you know, just temperature,
but people's tempers are hot... Mr. Jenkins.
We've got water.
All right, ladies, enjoy.
(on radio): We're asking you to cool down.
LIAM: What's going on here?
Some of my constituents either don't have...
or can't afford air-conditioning.
With everybody popping fire hydrants to stay cool,
some of them don't have water pressure, either.
So today
we are saving lives.
That is, if you're not too busy.
♪ ♪
For a large man, you sure do move fast.
Didn't you just have lunch?
This a late lunch.
So what do you say, Big Sexy?
Feel like staying out of prison a little longer?
Russian dude.
Guy's named Jonny Pavich.
He was in the neighborhood last week moving automatics.
Maybe he sold your shooter his gat.
No, I need a triggerman, not some possible gun dealer.
A gun dealer's all I got.
Well, then you're slipping as a C.I.,
Big, which means you're better off inside the joint
than outside eating up half the city.
Yo, what you talking about?
I'm coming over here helping y'all, man!
Yo, this guy was moving major firepower.
Where do we find this Russian?
A little joint called
The Eastern Bloc, up on Devon.
That means my debt's paid, right?
Far from it, Big.
This thing pans out, I might let you keep giving me tips.
That's all sorts of wrong, Wysocki.
I am all sorts of wrong, Big.
Stay sexy.
I will.
You got it, Mike.
Yeah, you bet.
Okay, change of plans.
We are going to Fire Engine Company 118.
Uh, I'm sorry, I have no clue where that is.
Go to the Kennedy, head north, get off at Bryn Mawr.
Sure.
What's there?
Firefighter was shot
while on duty this morning.
Promised his battalion chief I would touch base
with his station personally.
By the way, for what it's worth,
that's a good thing you did back there.
Going and talking to those coppers face to face.
Means a lot to them.
When I was a Marine,
I had this C.O., and he was always
hanging out with the enlisted guys.
He knew all of us by name.
We had a lot of respect for him.
Turn the radio up.
(turns volume up)
DISPATCHER: ...we have a robbery in progress at 8816 South Granville.
That's two blocks away.
Respond to that call. Seriously?
We're still the police, aren't we?
Uh, this is Car Three; we're rolling on that robbery.
Car Three?
Yes, ma'am, that's correct.
(tires screech)
♪ ♪
Squad, this is Car Three
on the scene of that robbery on Granville.
Spotted us.
Squad, that robbery's bona fide.
Send more cars.
Ten-four, Car Three.
All units, robbery on Granville is bona fide.
Ma'am, you want to wait in the car?
Backup's on the way. Do I look like I want to wait in the car?
MAN: I'm coming out!
Back up! Back up! Drop the gun!
Drop it! Drop it!
Get out of here or I'll shoot him!
Now, drop it! Hey!
Damn it! Hey, everyone calm down!
I'll do it!
Calm down!
Now, listen,
there are two of us and only one of you.
If you shoot him,
then we both shoot you.
All right, but it doesn't have to go down that way.
You put... it... down.
Put it down.
Let him go.
Turn around.
You okay, sir?
Yeah.
Oh, God. Thank you.
They lose their minds in this heat.
You some kind of sergeant or something?
Something like that.
Ah, come on, man! Them cuffs is too tight.
Yeah, well, they're a new pair.
Still breaking them in.
How far out is transport?
They said ten, 15.
(sighs)
So, ma'am, I got to ask.
Will we always be out taking calls?
I got to be honest.
I get the superintendent killed on my first day,
that could go on my permanent record or something.
Put a crimp in my future plans.
(chuckles)
DISPATCHER: Car Three, on the zone.
Yeah, this is three.
Hey, buddy.
Cold beer for you guys?
(chuckles)
Uh, we're actually looking for
a gentleman, uh, Jonny Pavich.
End of the bar.
One with the sunglasses.
Try not to break anything.
Don't worry, it's cool.
Yo, yo, yo, Jonny Pavich!
You two, take a dance.
Come on, go on.
Can I have another one, please?
You're thirsty, huh?
Want an umbrella with that, man?
Maybe an olive, huh?
It is Jonny... yeah?
CALEB: His mom probably
wrote his name on his underwear. Want me to check?
How's business lately, Jonny?
I don't know anything.
The absolute tonnage of what you don't know
is probably astounding.
I hear the gun business is
pretty good on the South Side, though.
I'm looking for a customer of yours.
Stop bothering me.
Bothering you. What do you think that is
he's got tucked in there, Detective, huh, huh?
.38 special?
Ah, .22, maybe.
.22? Want to bet?
We already got a bet.
No, man, gentlemen's bet.
Okay.
Oh! .38 special it is.
Double or nothing says he's got a dozen of these
in the trunk of his car.
CALEB: I'll take some of that action.
Am I bothering you now?
You're not even sweating, are you?
I don't like to brag.
Since when? (laughs)
Man, as much as I love losing two pounds an hour,
I could really go for a slushie right now.
Ah, cherry or grape?
Cherry. (laughs)
You know what they say about girls
who drink cherry slushies, don't you?
No. What?
(women screaming, shouting)
Ah, look at this.
(shouting continues)
You better back up!
(indistinct shouting)
That's my man! You hear me?
Not last night he wasn't!
You better shut up! MAN: Hey!
I do love the both of you... just...
you know, different.
Oh! Hey, hey, hey!
(shouting, grunting, bottle breaks)
Wait! I didn't do nothin'! Yeah, right.
Like you said.
Come on! Shut up.
There, see?
He loves 'em both, just... different.
MAN (on radio): We're telling people to stay calm.
Everybody, uh, stay calm.
It is hot out,
it is... we understand it's uncomfortable. Get on, go.
But the phone calls we're getting into the studio...
Here's a list of...
elderly people who haven't returned our calls.
What do I do with this? Grab a bunch of that water,
go door to door,
and check and make sure everybody's okay.
A lot of names here. 43.
And how do you
even know about all these people?
We make cold calls,
registered voters... whatever it takes to identify...
and get to know every person in every house.
Who pays for all this?
It comes out of my campaign funds.
No point in being elected if you can't
make a difference on a day like today.
It's gonna take you a while... you better get started.
Hey, Mrs. Patterson.
How you doing? You staying cool?
Yeah. Here. Here's some water right there.
Damn, it's hot in here, man.
(door closes)
(groans)
You gonna help me out here, Jonny?
Looking for a black
gangbanger, mid-20s.
He's got braids in his hair, a little ink on his neck.
Isn't that what they all look like?
You've been selling guns
on the South Side. I don't think so.
The gangbanger I want
just put 30 bullets into an ice cream truck driver this morning.
And ballistics confirms he did it
with a MAC-10, just like the one we found in your car.
JAREK: So you could either do time for the gun charge,
or you can point us in the right direction
of the shooter, and cop a reduced sentence.
Or you can sit here for another couple of hours
while we go and type up the report.
These animals will kill me if they find out I snitched.
I'm not gonna say anything. You gonna say anything?
Wouldn't dream of it. Or we can take you for a nice little lunch
down on the South Side, let the, uh, gangbangers make up their own minds.
What's it gonna be?
Show me some pictures,
and I will find this guy for you.
Knock yourself out.
MAN (on radio): We have been experiencing power outages ourself,
and I apologize for our intermittent reception, but...
TERESA: That's great work, John.
Yeah, well, keep me posted...
the fire department's gonna want some answers.
John? You there?
(sighs) Dropped the call.
RAY: It's these rolling blackouts.
Cell phone tower's probably out nearby.
Yeah, let's see if we can raise him up on the radio.
This is Car Three on Citywide Seven.
Please raise Captain O'Mara and have him mobile with us
on this Citywide.
WOMAN (over radio): 10-4, Car Three.
Hey. What do you want?
I got to take a leak.
Hold it. For real, man.
I got to go bad.
You urinate in this car, I will ruin you.
I know you?
Yeah, I don't forget a face.
I seen you somewhere.
Wait. Hold up, you that boss lady cop.
Sit back. Aw, hell, no, you're the one
who went and got your driver killed, right?
Hey, homie, you better be careful...
you might be next. Shut up! Now!
Damn.
How much for a pop?
For you? Two bucks.
Huh! Two, huh? It's like that?
Yeah, it's like that.
How about for her? For her?
A buck fifty. She's prettier.
(laughter)
Come on, now, only 50 cents prettier?
Tell you what,
I'll give you five for four.
All right, deal. Cool.
There. There.
Thanks. Thank you.
No just, uh,
give the other two to some of your friends.
Oh, okay. Thanks, man.
Out here working on a hot day.
It's nice to see young brothers enterprising
instead of getting into mischief.
Good for you.
Y'all be careful
with those profits, all right?
We'll be out here all day, so if you need us, just holler.
Okay. Good? Good.
Be safe. You have fun, guys.
Got one for you, Sarge.
Superintendent Colvin!
How is it out there? Mm, busy and hot.
You tell Lieutenant Tilman I signed him in.
And who will I tell him will be doing the paperwork?
(exhales) Oh... I guess that would be us.
I'll take him back.
Nice to meet you, Miss Superintendent.
Andre.
Crazies are out today.
Mm-hmm.
Well, if it isn't our fearless leader.
What are you doing here?
Just dropping off a prisoner.
Personally? Don't look so surprised.
I used to do it for a living.
I heard you jumped on that dead ice cream truck driver.
Ooh, news travels fast.
It most certainly does,
especially when it involves an irate captain and his son.
Yeah, I should've known
Lassiter would go crying to Daddy.
(sighs) Look,
giving you carte blanche is supposed to make my job easier.
You know, you take over a cop's case, you do it with discretion and respect.
Last thing I need on a day like today are phone calls from coppers you're pissing off,
because frankly, they seem like an ever-increasing number. I get it, I do,
but the guy's an oxygen thief... he should be riding a desk,
not working Homicide. Look, it is not
your job to assess his performance. No, it's yours,
but maybe you should do it with this guy.
You telling me how to do my job now? No, just making
a suggestion based on an observation.
Well, let me make a suggestion based on my observation.
You may enjoy being my hammer out on the street,
but don't let it go to your head,
because as much as I might hate to do it,
I can always put you back in the toolbox.
Lassiter's name stays on the case.
What?
The two of you are gonna solve this case,
and he's going to get full credit, you understood?
If we can solve it, sure.
I have every confidence you will,
because I told Captain Lassiter you would,
or else I would task you to him personally for a month.
Keep me posted.
This is gonna take all day.
I'm already swimming in nut soup here.
Quit complaining.
Well, then you carry the water.
MAN: Who the hell is it?
Mr. Leonard Roscoe?
I know who I am.
I'm asking, who the hell are you?
We're from Alderman Gibbons.
(latches clicking)
Gibbons?
What's that son of a bitch want?
To see if you need any cold water.
Water? What's in it?
Just water.
Doesn't mean I'm gonna vote for him.
(latches clicking)
You're welcome.
MAN (over radio): No excuse for it. The power goes out,
so people think they have the right to act like maniacs...
All right, there he is.
Little punk. Braids and a blue T-shirt.
Name is Squeak.
Looks like Pavich came through.
Ballsy son of a bitch. Caps a guy
in broad daylight, few hours later,
he's chillin' on the corner with his boys.
He's probably telling 'em how he did the deed.
All right, you guys approach from the north.
As soon as he sees the car, he's gonna split.
If he hits the street, he's yours.
If he comes down the gangway, we'll be waiting.
All right, any problems?
I mean, you want to call Daddy first? Just want...
Up yours, Wysocki.
Seriously, guy's a killer.
Okay, no chances.
And stop looking at my ass, Lassiter.
My man!
It's all right.
Five-Oh!
Go! Go!
Stop! Police! Stop!
Hit the alley! Hit the alley!
Through the backyard.
JAREK: Get him! Stop!
Get down! Get down! On the ground!
(grunting)
Ooh, nice tackle there.
You look more like a Bears fan than a Cubs fan.
Kid dropped the MAC-10 in the yard.
You'll want to go and fetch it, Lassiter.
You got a nice little bust. Daddy gonna be real proud.
(sighs)
(children laughing, screaming and squealing)
ISAAC: Fire hydrants and summertime go hand-in-hand where I'm from.
West Side of Chicago, when you're a kid and it's hot out?
That fire hydrant is heaven.
Best thing about my block was Mr. Owens.
He was a big old fireman, so he could open that thing up
just about anytime we wanted.
And his daughter, April.
She was more than beautiful.
First time I fell in love
was underneath one of those hydrants.
(kids shouting)
Hey.
Evening, fellas. Staying busy?
Yeah. Closing these things down all day.
Mm-hmm. Glad you two are here, though.
One of our guys got shot up north today.
Yeah. Heard I heard about that.
Is he okay? Still critical.
Hear you guys caught the bastard who did it, though.
Good. Come on, big man.
Time to close it up. No, no.
Give us a few more minutes, man.
Now. Now, let the shorties play, man.
It's hot as hell out here. Mind your business,
and get little.
Go on, get out of here!
Hey, don't be drawing on me, you punk-ass cop.
It's your last chance.
Go!
Hi-ya, Carlos. How you doing?
Okay, so,
we're gonna take you in this room right here,
and we're gonna have you look at some guys.
And if any one of them looks like the guy
from this morning, you-you let us know.
It's a lineup.
Yeah, that's right. And don't worry.
You know, you can see them, but they can't see you, okay?
All right. JAREK: Good.
Let's do it. All right.
All right, it's okay.
Take your time.
You recognize any of 'em?
You sure?
All right. Oh, good job, buddy.
Why don't you, uh... why don't you go
grab a juice, all right?
(door closes)
Can you imagine?
Next stop, foster care.
He's a good kid, too.
Yeah. I like him.
WOMAN (over radio): The formula, I can't... I can't even heat the formula.
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
MAN: I understand. I understand. Ma'am, we are all over it.
We've also had, uh, problems...
VONDA: Are you kidding me? Yeah...
(gunfire, screaming)
VONDA: 65-80B! Shots fired at the police!
Cermak Gardens projects! South side of the building!
(crowd clamoring)
Isaac?
ISAAC: Stop!
(door closes)
(gunshot)
Isaac! Isaac!
Isaac, where are you?
WOMAN (over dispatch): 65-80B, what's going on?
10-1! More shots fired!
Lost visual on my partner!
We need cars here now!
10-4. Backup's en route.
(gasping)
Get that light out of my face.
(panting)
(gunshot)
(baby crying)
Isaac, I'm on third floor. Where are you?
Isaac, give me something.
(baby crying)
(screams) They shooting.
Where? I don't know.
Somewhere... Okay, go. Go. It's okay. It's okay.
Isaac, where are you? Isaac! Isaac!
(baby crying)
Ma'am, did you see a police officer?
Okay, buddy, get back inside.
Close the door, okay?
Over there? Where? Which door?
Right there. Okay. Okay, go inside.
Go shut-shut the door, okay?
(door closes)
Isaac, talk to me. Talk to me, Isaac.
(man grunting)
Calm down!
You did this!
I'm sorry about that.
I couldn't respond.
(man groaning)
Bastard put up a fight.
You okay?
Only two more.
Oh, good.
First beer's on you.
(dog yapping, TV playing)
(doorbell ringing)
Nobody's home. One left.
Hold on.
Might take a second to get to the door.
TV's on.
What about that dog?
We're checking on old people, not dogs.
(yapping continues)
Come on, we're done here.
(dog whining)
We got to break in.
What? Why?
I think someone's in there.
We rang the bell, we knocked.
Let's get out of here.
I'm not getting locked up
for breaking into some old lady's house.
We're not gonna get locked up. We work for Gibbons.
(glass breaking)
(dog barking, TV playing low in the background)
Hello?
(dog whining)
Shut up, you little rat.
Oh, crap.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Her heart's racing. Call 911!
What? And explain my presence here how?
Hey.
(grunts)
What are you doing?
(sighs, groans)
Call 911, damn it!
See if there's any ice in the freezer!
Go!
Stash him in holding.
I'll be right down.
VONDA: Hi.
Oh, it's gonna take the rest of the shift
to process this knucklehead.
Well, at least the power's back on.
And then we get to go home. Yeah, nice for you.
Just got a text from my neighbor.
Says the power's still out, and now we got no water pressure.
I got no shower.
Well, I thought you didn't sweat. What's the problem?
I just don't let anyone see me sweat.
Oh. Thank you.
Well, tell you what.
Come hang out at my place.
I got beer, a working shower.
We'll order pizza or something.
Sounds like a plan. All right.
Okay.
I'll see you downstairs. Okay.
Hey.
So, what happens now?
Well, we got a confession, so we'll be able
to put that guy in prison for a long time.
So does that mean I can go home now?
Well, you see, the problem is,
there's no one at home for you, so, uh, we're gonna...
Hey.
Carlos, this is Cindy.
Cindy is a social worker.
You're gonna go with her for now.
Nice to meet you.
Hey, listen,
here's my card.
If you need anything, you give me a call, okay?
Thanks. All right.
Take care of yourself, buddy.
You said you'd catch him.
Yeah, and, I, uh...
I don't usually make that kind of promise,
but-but you're special, okay?
You take care of yourself.
Now at least he inherits the family business, huh?
Truck full of ice cream.
Maybe you should adopt him. (chuckles)
I'm gonna grab a pop... do you want anything?
No. Thank you.
Uh, you should go home.
I'll be here for a few more hours.
I believe the job description is:
I'm done working about a minute after you're done.
Plus, there's no one available
to take your overnight security detail, anyway.
So, uh, it's just the beginning of my evening...
Overnight security detail? I don't need...
I know, ma'am... you've been refusing it.
I took the liberty of reinstating it.
Without asking me? Due respect, Superintendent,
but I figured since you've been refusing it,
if I asked you, you only would have said no.
That would be right.
Thing is, your safety is my job,
and I'm not looking to get fired.
Then cancel the detail.
Um...
Detective Wysocki told me that if you tried to cancel it,
I'm supposed to ask if you remember
the, um, Halloween costume
you wore at the Area Five
party in '03.
I-I guess he's got pictures or, uh... or something.
Fine.
You sure you don't want anything?
Iced tea, please. Coming up.
♪ ♪
You think she's gonna make it?
I don't know.
How'd you learn how to check her pulse?
Put her in the tub and all that... where'd you learn that?
I have a... cousin
who's a... medic in the Army.
Showed me some stuff.
Thank you for calling me, gentlemen.
Figured you'd want to know. Yeah.
Why don't you walk with me for a minute?
Uh, excuse us, would you? Yeah, sure.
This is Clara Weeks.
She's 82 years old, has lived in that house for 50 years.
She was a fixture in this neighborhood
long before I became an alderman and you were a...
twinkle in your daddy's eye.
(mutters)
The paramedics told me you saved her life.
Said if it wasn't for you, they'd be on their way
to the morgue right now, instead of to the E.R.
Just doing what you told us to do.
Well, you did much more than that.
You're a hero, son.
Yeah, I'm no hero.
Trust me.
I disagree.
And I'll bet Mrs. Weeks' grandchildren would, too.
You know...
the good days sometimes make the bad days seem... worthwhile.
Now, you trust me... I've had plenty of both.
Come on.
For your contributions.
It's not necessary. Please don't...
This is how it works: you do for me; I do for you.
You call this number first thing Monday morning.
They'll be expecting your call.
There's a job available with the city, if you're interested.
What kind of job?
A job that doesn't require an interview
and pays 50 grand a year.
Now, my associate, Mr. Doyle,
he's in charge of vehicle impounds.
He's also looking for somebody with... initiative.
So I'm going on the city payroll?
There's nothing more fulfilling than public service.
Don't you ever forget that.
(engine starts)
(car driving away)
(sportscast plays) Aw, come on!
(laughs)
(sighs) I felt like I washed a whole week's worth of grime off.
(chuckles) Your turn.
(sportscast continues)
What kind of pizza you want?
Anything but anchovies.
Mm, got it.
What? (chuckles) I'm just thinking
about the look on your face when you came in that room.
(laughs)
You thought he capped me, didn't you?
No. Yeah, you were all ready
to start crying, start yelling, "No! No!"
Don't.
Don't joke about it.
Uh, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Mm-hmm.
I appreciate it.
Appreciate what?
Just the way you care.
I got no one else like that, so...
thanks.
ISAAC (European accent): Towel's in ze bathroom, yes?
Supposed to call some guy named Barry Doyle,
works for the city, something to do with, uh, vehicle impounds.
So-so Gibbons is seriously getting you a city no-show job?
Wow. I mean, you're already on the city's payroll...
that's called double dipping, my friend.
Yeah, except Gibbons pays better
than the police. Well, he just made his first mistake.
Keep me posted, all right?
I'll look into this Doyle guy, see what I can find.
You know... (clears throat)
Gibbons really cares about people in his ward.
He cares about the money
and the power that comes from their votes.
Don't confuse the two, okay?
All right, I'll check in next week.
Okay.
Oh, don't tell me
the Cubbies stranded that guy on third?
(sportscast plays)
You did good today.
It's a good feeling getting a win... don't forget it.
Not that you and your precious
little Cubbies would know anything about that.
JAREK (laughs): Oh, come on, I'm sorry.
Mick, come on, don't make me beg, dude. Two more.
(bat hits ball)
ANNOUNCER: That one's up the middle! There you go.
Here comes Soriano, and that's the first run of the night!
You know, I got a cousin.
Born Catholic, met a Jewish girl,
converted to marry her.
Never been happier.
What's your point?
That it's not too late to convert
and become a Sox fan, find some happiness.
Not a chance. (laughs)
No.
Well, you can't say I didn't try.
What are you doing here?
Pizza's here.
Okay. (laughs)
I thought you might need some soap.
Can I come in?
This heat, uh...
it turns people into crazies.
Are you sure about this?
Good first day.
That means I get a second?
That means you get a second.
I can't thank you enough for the opportunity, Superintendent.
No, you don't have to thank me... you were the most qualified.
Oh, no, I wasn't.
I had a little bit of time on those other two candidates,
but, uh, I wasn't picked because of seniority.
I noticed those other two were wearing wedding rings.
And Macy, you know, he kept talking about his kids.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I don't care how I got the gig.
I guess, uh,
I'm just saying I understand.
You understand what?
I did two tours in Iraq...
and... lost some close friends on the way,
but...
the guys that were married and had kids,
you know, it made it a lot tougher than it already was.
I know Officer Betz was really special to you.
Yes, he was.
Hopefully, I can earn that someday.
But you need to know something about me.
I didn't come back from the desert just to die
doing this job, and I'm sure as hell
not gonna let anything happen to you.
Okay.
Good night, ma'am.
Good night, Ray.
If you need anything, I'll be right here.
MAN (on radio): Now, coming up, we're gonna give you five tips
that you need to know in this kind of...
Look, this is deadly, folks.
This is not me kidding around.
(turns off radio)
(birds chirping)
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