.
- Here we go. Nice easy swing, okay?
Keep your eye on it the whole time.
Ready? - Yeah.
- It's okay. Don't get down on yourself.
All right, you just got to be patient, okay?
Be patient.
Oh, so close, dude.
It's okay. You just swing a little hard.
You ready?
Boom! There you go!
- Yeah. - Great grip.
- Score! - Yeah, come on!
There you go.
You killed it today, dude. - Thanks.
- Yeah, man. How are things at home?
- They're okay. - All right, good.
- Hi, Mom. - Hey, Angela.
- Hi!
- You know, you got yourself a big leaguer here.
- Just like I told you, Jim. - Yeah.
- You had fun? - Yeah, I did.
- Yeah, he was crushing it today.
- Why don't you go put your things in the car?
- Okay.
- Thanks. - Yeah, any time.
Hey, listen, uh, for groceries, okay?
- Oh, no. Put that away.
- What? - I got it.
- That job come through?
- Something like that.
- All right, good.
All right, see you tomorrow, buddy.
[both chuckle]
- Bobby's spending the week in Detroit with his cousins.
- Oh, no.
Don't let them turn you into a Tigers fan.
- I won't. - All right, good.
All right, I'll see you soon.
Be good, okay? - Bye.
- See you guys. - Bye.
[engine turns]
- You following me?
- Well, that's what happens
when you keep lying to your partner.
- I lied to you? - Mm-hmm.
Last week, you said she was an unwitting.
So I did my due diligence.
- Oh, you did. - Mm-hmm.
I know who she is.
The question is, does she know who you are?
- No, she doesn't, but it's okay.
I know what I'm doing. - Jay...
- Hailey, I really don't think it's that big of a deal.
I'm just helping out a family that got screwed.
- If she finds out who you are, we're all screwed.
You've got to walk away from this one.
- Okay.
[text chimes] - Hang on.
Voight.
There's a body in Englewood. He wants us on scene.
- All right.
[suspenseful music]
♪
- Hey. - So the fun started in here?
- Yeah. - Where's the DOA?
- In the back.
- Make an ID? - Jose Santiago, corner boy.
- Why did we get invited to the party?
- Oh, you'll see.
- Whoa.
♪
- All right, Crawford wants all hands on deck.
Obviously, whoever did this was looking for answers.
Jay, help Kevin and Rojas work the block.
You and Hailey hit the streets, find security video.
Adam, find out who this Jose is.
All right, let's try and figure out
why someone would do this to a kid like that.
All right, it's all yours.
♪
- Hailey...
I've got to take off for a few minutes.
- What do you mean? We've got work to do.
- Yeah, it won't take long. Let's not talk about it here.
- Okay, do what you got to do.
- Okay.
♪
- Hey, Sarge, no luck on the videos.
- Huh. Where's Halstead going?
- Uh, he's just got to take care
of something that's personal.
- Something you wanna tell me?
♪
- Jay's going through a few things.
Um, he's working it out.
- Something you don't wanna tell me?
- Yeah, but it's not my place, so...
- Hailey, I respect what you're trying to do here,
but if there's something I need to know...
- There isn't.
Not yet anyway.
- Okay, I take you at your word.
♪
- Hello?
♪
You here?
You okay?
♪
- Oh, man, I'm not communicating well.
I just--I want you to know that
I know that you're working through a lot,
and I want you to know that, you know,
whatever you decide, I'm okay with.
If you wanna talk about it,
if you don't wanna talk about it.
Hey, just--
I'm here for you.
- [chuckles] Okay.
Thank you, I do appreciate it.
It's just--you know.
- Yeah. Sorry, I was...
- No, it's good.
Just... [sighs]
- Yeah.
- Jay, third message.
I was annoyed after the first two.
Now I'm getting worried. Call me as soon as you can.
Hey, have you guys heard from Jay?
- No.
- We were supposed to get beers last night,
but he never texted me back.
- Hey, is Halstead on a UC run?
- Not that I know about.
- State's Attorney is all over me.
He's supposed to be in court right now.
- Hailey, you know anything?
- No, I called him a few times, but--
- I did too. No answer.
So I ran the GPS on his truck.
It's parked on a street in Englewood.
- How long has it been there? - All night.
I ran the in-service calls to that block.
There were two calls of suspicious persons
at a house on that street.
- Thanks, Trudy. - Yeah.
- Check it out.
[car beeps]
♪
- Looks clear. - Check the glove box.
♪
- He left his badge and gun.
- So he went undercover.
♪
- Adam.
♪
Ready?
Chicago PD!
Anyone inside?
- Jay, call out!
- Hold.
Move.
♪
- Living room clear.
- Got blood!
♪
- Stairs.
♪
Cover me.
Clear.
♪
- Adam, opening up. - Copy that.
♪
- More blood.
♪
- Jesus.
♪
What?
♪
You recognize them?
♪
- There's a shell casing.
♪
- The whole house is torn apart.
- They came here looking for something or someone.
Jay must've got caught in the middle of it.
- Found a .38 shell casing on the kitchen floor.
- Do we have a name?
- Angela Nelson. She lives here with her son.
She's got one prior for possession.
- She on Jay's books as a CI?
- No. - Hey.
A neighbor over there saw two Latino men
casing the house last night.
Later on, he thought he heard gunshots, but wasn't sure.
- All right, Jay is missing.
I want every agency on alert. - Sarge, we can't do that.
- What the hell are you talking about?
- The woman who lives in that house, Angela Nelson,
she was married to Marcus West.
- Marcus West, the addict who got killed at County?
- Yeah.
I think Jay still blames himself for that.
He's been seeing her. Not romantically.
He's been spending time with her and her son Bobby
trying to help them out.
- So Jay went to see Angela yesterday.
You know why he came here? - No.
He's been playing everything real close to the vest,
hasn't said a word.
But she did send him a text message yesterday
before he took off saying, "Jim, I need your help.
Please come over."
- All right, I'll talk to the others.
Let 'em know what's going on. I mean, you're right.
We've got to keep this in-house, off book.
♪
This whole thing kicked off
with the murder of those two boys a few months back.
Jay liked Marcus West for the crimes.
So he got a little aggressive, booked him into County.
You know, make him nervous, leverage a confession.
- It's not Jay's fault that the facial rec was inaccurate.
I mean, the evidence pointed to Marcus killing those two kids.
- Yeah, well, except he didn't,
and Marcus wound up dead.
Jay had a hard time swallowing it, so...
you know, he tried to make it right,
help out the family.
But this isn't about that
or about what happened to Marcus in County.
It's about finding Jay.
For now, this stays in-house, off book.
But I wanna know everything there is to know
about Angela Nelson.
We find her, we find Jay.
[grunting]
- I'm gonna ask you again.
Where's the heroin you and your girl stole from me, Jim?
- I told you, man. I got no idea.
- If I were you, I'd come up with it.
- [grunts] - Stop it!
Please! - Maybe she's right, man.
- Shut up!
♪
Angela...
Do you wanna die down here? - No.
- Then tell me where you got our stuff, huh?
Carlos has it, right? Where is he hiding it?
- Please! I swear!
- You're not gonna tell me where he's hiding?
- I don't know. I don't know where it is.
We didn't steal nothing.
- Stop, man. She doesn't know!
- I swear, I'm gonna kick your ass when I get out of here.
- Tough girl?
Huh? I like that.
Tougher the better.
- [yells]
- Ven conmigo.
♪
- [pants]
♪
- Angela...
I need to know what the hell is going on.
Did you steal their drugs?
- Yeah...
- [sighs]
- My friend Carlos told me
he'd give me ten grand to drive.
♪
So I did it.
Drove him to that house over on Sutton,
but he never showed up to pay me.
I tried calling him, but he wasn't picking up.
So I didn't know if he was ripping me off
or something happened to him.
- So you texted me.
- Yeah.
I was getting nervous.
- Whose drugs did you steal?
- I don't know. I just drove.
I needed the money.
Since Marcus passed, things have gotten bad.
I'm late on the rent.
Bobby's sickle-cell is getting worse.
So I just agreed I'd help Carlos.
He said it would be the easiest ten grand I ever saw.
[somber music]
♪
I'm sorry, Jim.
I didn't mean to drag you into all of this.
- It's okay. It's gonna be fine.
I'm gonna get us out of here.
Okay?
.
- So we got details back on Angela's movements
two days ago.
Pings on her phone put her at Sutton Street and 150th
at 6:00 p.m.
- Which is the same time that we got a shots fired call
over the 8th District zone.
So I went down there, found a doorbell cam
that's across the street from a stash house.
That's Angela's car, and that's her behind the wheel.
And that guy looks like he's carrying a bag full of bricks.
- Patrol found a dead John Doe
and an empty drug trap on the floor.
The John Doe is a Latino in his '20s,
GSW to the head. No ID found on him.
Area South is doing the case.
- Which means they may know what we know
and are already out in front of this.
- Which is obviously not good.
- We got anything on the stick-up man?
- Yeah, facial rec picked him up.
His name is Carlos Diaz.
He's got three priors for possession
and an armed robbery kicker.
And get this, his last known is the apartment
where Jose Santiago was tortured.
- He and Carlos are roommates.
- So...
Whoever's drugs got ripped went looking for Carlos,
found Jose instead.
All right, what else do we know about this Carlos?
- Well, we know he can't be too smart.
I've been pinging his phone all day.
Dummy never shut it off.
Right now, he's hiding out in a flophouse in Gage Park.
- All right, let's scoop him up.
Nice and quiet. You two.
[suspenseful music]
♪
- Ready? - Yep.
♪
- Carlos Diaz, Chicago PD!
Put your hands where we can see them!
♪
- [sighs]
♪
He's cold.
Been here for a while.
Let's call it in.
♪
- All right, tell me what happened.
- Carlos Diaz, overdose.
M.E. says he's been dead for at least half a day.
- Ah, bingo. Got it.
- That's the bag we saw get tossed into Angela's car.
- All right, so Carlos stole the drugs,
started using, wound up dead?
- Probably not used to this good of quality.
- All right, run those bricks for latent prints
and test that gun.
See if the markings match the bullets
that popped our John Doe at the stash house.
Listen, we keep digging into Carlos.
The fact he's dead changes nothing.
'Cause whoever Carlos and Angela ripped off,
that's who has Jay.
- [grunts]
- It ain't working.
- [sighs]
How you doing? How bad is it?
- I can handle it.
[pants]
Maybe I should tell them the truth.
About what we did, about Carlos.
- No.
The only reason we're still alive
is because they think we know where the drugs are.
Okay?
Stick to the story, stay strong.
- That's what Marcus used to say.
He gets laid off, stay strong.
When we ain't got no money for groceries,
stay strong.
Joke is...
Marcus was the one who was weak.
Couldn't stay off those drugs.
Maybe if I was stronger,
we could've gotten him straight.
Then none of this would've happened.
- No, don't do that.
Marcus dying is not on you. You didn't kill him.
We can't think about Marcus or the past right now.
You've gotta--you've gotta just stay focused.
Okay?
Not if we want to survive.
[somber music]
♪
- Okay.
- Techs just found a second set of prints
on the bricks of heroin.
Pedro Silva.
Been popped three times for distro
along with a couple weapon charges.
- All right, what flag does he fly?
- He's more of a lone wolf, works with family.
His wife was killed five years ago in a drive-by,
left Silva raising his three sons on his own.
Two of them work for the old man.
- This is Hector Silva.
Did four years in Stateville, drug distribution.
He spent most of his time in the hole.
Got in a few jams.
I mean, he almost beat a guy to death with a barbell.
- This is the middle brother, Luis.
Pinched twice for possession, no history of violence.
- And the other one? - That's Emilio.
Still in high school, honor student, no priors.
- The two older brothers match the eyewitness description
that the neighbor gave us.
- All right, we got an address on Pedro Silva?
- Uh, yeah.
Uh, LKA is a house on Hegewisch.
- All right, Kev, you and Rojas,
get a bead on those two brothers.
The rest of you, with me.
- Mm-hmm. Good to go.
- Yeah.
[suspenseful music]
♪
- All right, let me know when you're in position.
- Copy.
♪
- Chicago PD, get your hands up!
- You Emilio?
- Yes, ma'am. What's going on?
- Emilio, anybody inside?
- No. - You sure?
- I swear. - Come downstairs.
Keep your hands up.
- Where's your dad, Emilio? We're looking for him.
- I don't know. I just got home from school.
- What about your brothers? Where are they?
- Working, I guess. I don't see them much.
- Okay, take a deep breath. It's okay.
- I don't think he's involved. - Yeah, well, let's find out.
You two go inside with him, clear the house,
then bring him in.
We'll dump his phone,
see if he's been in contact with the old man.
Get up. Come on.
♪
- It's okay.
- Listen, I talked to Kev.
- Anything on the two older brothers?
- Yeah, they're in the wind.
I checked their place in Little Village,
a girlfriend's place in Pilsen.
Looks like they went dark
as soon as those drugs went missing.
- That means they're involved.
Tell them to keep looking.
- Well, it might be easier to talk to Darius Walker.
Turns out the old man, Pedro, he got popped
for a weapons charge a year ago.
Darius was the one who bailed him out.
[dramatic music]
- I'll meet you back at the District.
- Copy that, Boss.
.
- Why are you interested in Pedro Silva?
- You know where to find him?
- I got his number. - You in business with him?
- Not the type you think.
Uh, Pedro's got his hooks
into some property I'm after in Little Village.
- Look, all I need is an intro. That's it.
- He keeps a low profile.
- You tell him he better raise his profile
if he wants to get his drugs back.
- Look, I got long-term plans with this man.
It took time to build something real.
I can't risk that. - Darius...
I need this now.
[tense music]
Call him.
♪
- Why do I get the feeling
that you're not telling me everything about this?
- Because I'm not.
- I figured.
♪
[sighs]
So where were you locked up?
- You don't got to test me, bro,
I'm obviously good at this.
- Pedro's solid, so...
- Let's not talk about how solid he is.
He got one of mine.
♪
- I should've said something
the second I knew Jay was hanging out with Angela.
- He was trying to help a mom and her kid
down on their luck.
There's nothing wrong with that.
The only problem is being decent and being a good cop.
It's not always a perfect marriage.
- Yeah.
Sometimes you've got to swallow all your pain and guilt,
move on.
♪
- Silva just arrived.
He's outside of the parking lot,
black Lexus.
Unknown driver in the vehicle.
- Copy.
Should we put a tracker on it?
- Not with Silva sitting in the car.
- Sarge, if this goes south, that's our only hope.
- Hailey, I said it's too dangerous.
♪
- Here's your boy.
♪
- Pedro, thanks for coming.
- Yeah.
- Keyshawn.
- Pedro, I appreciate you. Let's get right to it.
My boy Jimmy and Angela violated.
He got involved with some stuff
he had no business getting involved in.
I just wanna make peace with you.
- It's going to take a lot to make peace.
My cousin got killed in that house.
- I hate to hear that, and I'm sorry.
That's exactly why I'm here to make it right.
- How are you gonna do that, Keyshawn?
- First thing I'm gonna do
is give you back everything that's yours.
♪
Jim and Angela had no idea what they were doing,
who they were doing it to.
They got played by a punk-ass wannabe gangster, Carlos.
- Yeah, I know.
I'm looking for him.
- I know.
I already took care of him for you.
He in the ground.
- How do you know that?
- 'Cause that's where I put him.
♪
That looks like your product, right?
♪
Not a gram is missing.
Allow me to give it back to you.
I'll throw in an extra 50k.
That's out of respect for your loss.
All I need you to do is hand over Jim and Angela.
- I'll think about it.
- Hey, come on now. You can't just leave like that.
- Excuse me?
- I need you to tell me that my people are good.
- You don't tell me what to do.
- If you don't give me proof that they're good,
then there's no deal.
- Okay, let's take it down.
Let's take it down.
Pedro...
listen, the man's got a point.
He just wants to make sure his people are good.
♪
- Put him on the phone.
- Talk.
- You got Jim.
- Jim, what the hell did I tell you
about grabbing what's not yours?
- I messed up, man.
I'm sorry. - Damn right you did.
But we're gonna get the drugs back,
then we're gonna get you back.
You hang tight. - Okay, good?
- Yeah. Yeah, we're good.
- Let's meet at 4:00 p.m. I'll text you a place.
♪
- [pants]
- That looks like it's getting worse.
- It is. She needs a hospital.
- You want a doctor?
Is that what you want, sweetheart?
How about I give you a kiss? That'll make you feel better.
- Just leave her alone.
- [groans]
- Shut up, bitch!
[cell phone rings]
- [groans]
- Yeah?
Hold on. I can't talk.
♪
I'm gonna be back, tough girl.
It's gonna be fun too.
♪
- What was that call about?
- My friend has their drugs.
He's gonna bring them up to them
and they're gonna let us go.
- Okay, what?
How did your people know where to find the dope
or Carlos? - Don't worry about it.
The point is just to get the hell out of here, okay?
Focus on that. Nothing else, okay?
We're getting out of here.
♪
.
♪
- It's 4:12. Silva's late.
- Just stay patient,
and keep your head on a swivel.
♪
- Sarge, what's this?
♪
Just a small construction crew.
- Let it play.
- 10-4. Maintaining a solid eye on Kev.
♪
- Over there.
♪
Silva is the passenger.
- All right, heads up.
Got a cargo van heading your way.
♪
- [sighs]
- [sniffs]
- About damn time.
♪
Where the hell is Jim and Angela?
- They're in the van, they're nice and comfy,
and they're gonna stay there until I see my product.
- Let me take a look at how comfortable they are
to make sure that you're all good.
- You will see them after I see my product.
♪
- You stay right there, home boy.
♪
This is it.
It's all there.
♪
It's all you, man.
Okay?
Now it's your turn.
♪
- We're good.
- Gun!
- Silva, freeze!
- Got one offender down. Silva's fleeing on foot.
He's headed right for you, Sarge.
♪
- [grunts]
♪
- Step out!
Step out before I light your ass up!
Turn around.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
Jay and Angela are not in the car.
Repeat, we do not have Jay.
- Where is he? Get your hands up.
Hands up! Where is he?
- Go to hell!
- He's a cop. He's one of us.
Anything happens to him, that's capital murder.
Now where is he?
- Sarge.
♪
- Hailey, not here. - [groans]
♪
- You better pray to God he's still alive.
Put your hands behind your back.
♪
- Come on, this deal was supposed to happen by now.
- I know. We just gotta be patient, okay?
Just gotta be patient.
- I draw the young one close.
Kick him, bite him,
maybe his knife falls out, you grab it.
- No, that's a bad idea.
- I don't wanna die in this basement.
- I'm not gonna let that happen, okay?
- Maybe I deserved this.
- What are you saying?
- I knew Marcus was having problems,
but I just kept hoping and praying that he'd change.
But he just got worse,
killed two little boys.
♪
I've had nightmares about those boys,
their mothers.
♪
[sobs]
I don't care if I live, Jim.
Live, die. What difference does it make?
- Hey.
You've got a son. He needs you.
- Does he?
Everybody knows that his daddy killed those two little boys.
His mom is a mess.
Maybe he's better off living down in North Carolina
with his uncle.
[somber music]
♪
- Angela, Marcus didn't kill those two kids.
- What?
What are you saying?
♪
- I'm a cop.
♪
- The hell are you talking about?
- I'm a cop. That's how I met Marcus.
I arrested him.
♪
.
- Uh, you done?
- Are you talking?
- Only to my lawyer. - Yeah?
- He's on standby.
He's gonna be making calls, gonna want to see his client.
- Well, maybe his client resisted arrest.
Maybe his client reached for my gun,
so I had to shoot him in the face.
- [groans, yells]
You are gonna tell me what I need to know
or you're gonna die.
Do you understand?
- Kiss my brown ass.
- Sarge, take a break.
[suspenseful music]
♪
- [spits, groans]
♪
- We need leverage, right?
Let's use the one thing this guy cares about.
- Which is? - The youngest son.
- The honor student? - Yeah.
He's the only thing we got.
- Do what you got to do.
♪
- I'm the person who put him in lockup.
But we were wrong.
He didn't kill those boys; somebody else did.
♪
- I knew in my heart that Marcus didn't kill those kids.
- [pants]
- Why did you do that to him?
- All the evidence...
said Marcus killed two little kids,
so I just treated him like...
I treated him like someone who killed two innocent boys.
- When I met you at Marcus' grave,
I thought...
here's a decent man.
And all this time, you were lying to me and Bobby.
Lying right to our faces.
- Yeah.
I just wanted to help you. I'm sorry.
- You've got no right to say that you're sorry.
You've got no right to help me or Bobby.
I don't need your pity or your money.
You can't just hand out a few hundred dollars
and pretend that this didn't happen.
That you're cleansed of your sins.
Wonder what our boys here would think
if they knew you were a cop?
- Angela... - Yeah.
If I tell them who you really are,
I bet they'll let me go.
- No, they will kill us both.
They will kill you. [door opens]
Angela, be smart.
Be smart.
- You deserve to die.
- You don't.
So keep your mouth shut, for you.
For Bobby.
♪
- My Bobby.
[footsteps approaching]
- You must be thirsty.
- She needs more than water.
Look at how much blood she lost.
You've got to get her to a hospital.
- No one's going anywhere.
- I thought the deal was going down.
- Well, it didn't go down the way we hoped.
- What does that mean?
- You should know something.
- Angela.
♪
- My son is really sick,
and he needs help with his medication.
He's just 12.
I have to be there, please.
- It ain't up to me, lady.
- Yo, get up here now!
♪
- He was supposed to be here half an hour ago.
Yeah.
Okay.
♪
[sighs]
- You all right?
- Yeah.
- What's going on?
- The lockup keepers are taking a long time
bringing up that Silva kid. - The honor student?
- Yeah, we're gonna use him as leverage against the old man.
- That's a good idea.
♪
- I've got to do something.
♪
- Hey. - [sniffles]
- We're gonna find him. You know that, right?
We're gonna find him.
- Hey, Emilio Silva just landed.
- You know this isn't exactly by the book.
- Ah, books are overrated. - No, listen.
You don't have to walk through that door.
- No, I'm good.
Is this how you normally roll?
- This isn't a normal case. They got my partner.
Hey, Emilio.
- Can I go? - No, you can't go.
We found a problem with your car.
- It was reportedly used in an armed robbery last night.
We're pressing charges.
- A robbery? But I didn't--
- If I were you, I'd keep my mouth shut.
Put your hands behind your back.
- But I didn't do anything!
- Yeah, we haven't heard that before.
- Can I call my dad?
He told me if I ever got in trouble, I should call him.
- Yeah. He a lawyer or something?
- No, he owns a construction company.
- Hey. Hey!
Wake up!
How's the eye? - I can see fine.
- Yeah? Good.
Take a look at that.
- [groans]
- Emilio!
- Dad? What?
Dad, are you okay?
Dad, I didn't do anything!
- Emilio, it's okay, mijo.
It's okay, mijo! It's okay!
- We found a brick of your heroin in his car.
- Let Emilio go. He's a good boy.
He's not part of this.
- Is my man alive? - I don't know.
- You don't know? Is he?
- I told them to wait for my call,
to wait until my product was returned.
- Give me something.
- He's at 3900 West Union.
It's an old manufacturing plant.
You son of a bitch!
- Nice work.
- [grunts]
Kick one of those pipes over to me.
Do it.
Angela.
Angela, kick me one of those pipes.
Angela, come on.
We've got to work together if we want to get out of here.
You've got to kick one over. Come on.
Please, it's the only way. Come on.
- The front has surveillance cameras.
So, Kim, you and Rojas hold the perimeter.
Kev, you and Hailey take the south side of the building.
♪
- Damn near like Fort Knox.
There's no windows or doors.
- They got in, we're getting in.
Sarge, no entry point on the south side.
- Just keep looking.
♪
- [groans]
- Damn.
- [groans]
♪
- All right, there you go.
♪
- Can I have some water?
Please, man.
♪
- Look at that. - That could be a way in.
- Not for me, but I can help you up.
Ready? - Yeah.
- Okay. - [grunts]
♪
- Upton's inside, Sarge.
- Alone?
- We had to, Sarge. It's the only way.
♪
- All right. You did good, okay?
You did real good.
♪
- All right, Hailey, you got your ears on?
Hailey.
♪
All right, we got entry on the west side.
We are moving in. Do you copy, Hailey?
- I think she shut down, Sarge. On my way.
♪
- Okay. All right.
Stay here. Stay here.
Take this. I'm going after the other one.
Okay? - [groans]
♪
- I still haven't even heard from him!
Listen, something ain't right.
Stop talking! Just...
you call me the second you hear anything.
Exactly, I tried to call him three times.
He still hasn't hit me back. I don't care what you gotta do.
You hit the streets. You understand me?
You hit the First, you hit the Fifth.
I don't care...
[both grunting]
♪
- [groans]
♪
- Jay!
Jay, are you okay?
Jay!
Hey, are you okay?
- [pants]
♪
I've got to go help Angela. She's downstairs.
♪
Stay there.
- 5021 Henry, we've got an offender down
and an officer injured.
Roll two ambulances to 3900...
- Angela. Angela, it's okay.
♪
You're safe.
♪
It's over.
♪
[wheezes, coughs]
♪
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[dramatic music]
♪
[wolf howls]