All language subtitles for Law.and.Order.Organized.Crime.S02E22 - Friend_or_Foe_720p_WEBRip_2CH

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- In the nation's largest city,

the vicious and violent
members of the underworld

are hunted by the detectives

of the Organized Crime
Control Bureau.

These are their stories.

- I know
what I'm doing is right,

but it just feels like betrayal.

- The only people looking out
for cops are other cops.

[dramatic music]

- I know you think
I took your money.

- I will have repayment.
- You're outta time.

- People steal
$2 million from us,

and you just let that slide?

- Detective Stabler, man,
you've been greenlit.

- Tell me why
you killed my father.

- You murdered him!
- Derrick!

Preston Webb is not
your business... he's mine.

- Nova's undercover work

has led to a discovery
of a relationship

between the Marcy Killers
and Congressman Leon Kilbride.

- So your father
was shot by his partner?

- Yeah, to cover up
a dirty shooting.

- How's your search
for the truth going?

- [sighs] Long,

complicated,

painful.

- All right,
so what is it this time?

- Well, I wanna talk to you
about your guns.

- What guns?

- You know that time
when I walked in on you,

and you were filing off the
serial number to one of 'em?

- Filing? I never
filed numbers off guns ever.

- I saw you, Gus.

- Well, you either
have a bad memory,

or you're a liar, son.

- Yeah, I thought
you'd say that.

But these here prove
that you're the liar, Gus.

- What's that?

- These are slugs that
I pulled out of that tree

that we used to do
target practice on

with that pearl-handled
.38 of yours.

You remember when I was a kid?

- You dug them out
of the freakin' tree?

- Yeah, and they're a match...
- To you

and to that gun that you shot
my father in the leg with

and then planted
to frame that innocent kid.

- And your father got
a Combat Cross for that.

So what?

- You framed an innocent kid,
Gus.

- If your dad could
hear this... he'd be sick.

- If my father were here,
I'd be telling him

the same thing I'm telling you.

- Huh?

What, now you're
on some sort of mission?

- No mission.
- I'm just doing my job, Gus.

[tense music]

♪

- Donnelly.
- Frank?

- Hey, how you doin'?

- Something you need to know
about Elliot Stabler.

- What's that?

- He's not one of us.

♪

Your partner's undercover,
Frank.

He's making a book on bad cops.

Don't make me say it again.

Watch your back.

♪

- All right, prima donna,
here is your coffee.

- Ah, you know what, hon?

I'm not gonna have time
for breakfast now.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Who called?
- Ah, this guy,

you know, from downtown.

- We're still leaving tonight,
right?

I mean, I'm all packed.

I got the baby
almost all packed.

Belize or bust.

- Um.

You know what?
I got a couple loose ends

I just need to tie up,
so maybe better off

if we just push
till tomorrow morning, right?

- Frank.

- Hon. Couple small things.

Love you. [Door shuts]

♪

- What the hell is going on?

- [sighs]

Stabler's undercover.

- No, wait, what?
- What are you talking about?

- He's been investigating
the Brotherhood for the IAB

and the OC Task Force
since the beginning.

The lying prick
is gonna burn us all.

♪

- So what do we do about it?

- I think we do
what we always do with a rat.

Exterminate 'em.

♪

[tense music]

♪

♪

- Hey, what's up?

Hey.

- Stabler...
- Just the guy I'm looking for.

- Everyone's got attitude today.

- What's going on?
- Eh, don't worry about it.

They wake up pissed off, and
it's all downhill from there.

C'mon, I wanna talk to you.

Got one of my contacts
hunting for Webb,

so we should have
something on him soon.

- All right, good.

- Just want you to know,

we're gonna find
a new deal with him.

- I know, I know.
- Okay, all right.

How's this been for you,
this whole experience?

- What, the 3-7,
or the other thing?

- The other thing.

- You know, good people,
great money.

- Yeah.
- What more could you ask for?

- Not much.

I trusted you with the thing
that is closest to my heart.

- Well, besides your family.
- Yeah, but I mean,

I kind of entrusted them
to you, too, right?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, gonna miss you, Stabler.

And the Brotherhood,
but mostly you.

- We'll see each other, man.

- Eh, it won't be the same,
you know?

[tense music]

♪

- Frank, everything's
gonna be all right.

- Ever thought about
what you're gonna do,

like, when all this is over?

- Not really.

- You should.

'Cause the end sneaks up on you.

♪

- Hey, Ayanna, it's me.

I just had an interesting
conversation with Donnelly.

- What'd he say?

- It's not what he said.
- It's how he said it.

- What do you mean?

- He's cagey even for Donnelly.

But he said that
he would help look for Webb.

I think I'm gonna
take him up on that offer.

- All right. Stay close.

As soon as we have something,
be ready to move.

- Yep.
- In the meantime,

the judge just signed
a warrant on Kilbride.

I'm about to take him down.

- Been working hard on that.
- Congrats and good luck.

- Tell me you know something.

- Our people are out looking.

Hugo's checked
all the safe houses.

I'm calling every
single one of his numbers.

So far, nothing.

- Well, look,
he knows the police

- are looking for him, right?
- Yes.

- So maybe
he's just being smart.

Maybe he's just laying low
until the heat blows over.

- It'd be a good strategy.
- [sighs]

- I know he'll reach out to you.
- Wait, me?

- Yes... it would be too dangerous

to try to contact me,
and you're his VP.

You're his most
trusted employee.

He loves you, Nova.

- I love him too.

- I mean, you've become
like family to the both of us.

♪

When Preston contacts you,

you tell him to meet me
at the Gowanus Canal.

He'll know what that means.
Can you do that?

- Of course.

- Okay.

And as soon
as he reaches out to you,

you call me so I'll know when.

- Yes, I'll call you
right away, but...

- But what?

- What if he doesn't call?

- He will.

He would never leave
his daughter without a father.

Never.

He loves her too much.

♪

- NYPD.

We need to see
Congressman Kilbride.

[indistinct chatter]

Ladies and gentlemen, this
firm is under investigation

by the
Organized Crime Task Force

and agents of the
federal government.

These offices are shut down
until further notice.

- Have you take a seat for me,
please.

We have a warrant.

Ma'am, put that down, please.

- What's this about?

- Congressman Leon Kilbride,
you are under arrest

for bribery, money laundering,
and racketeering.

Cuff him.

♪

- Ayanna...

- Ayanna, tell me
this is not happening.

- Denise, I warned you.

Look, I told you
to look for work elsewhere.

Babe, look,
I'm just trying to do my job.

- I hope you're happy.

- I'm sorry.

[scoffs]

♪

- [sighs]

[cell phone buzzes]

- What's up?

- Hey, got a location on Webb.

- Where?
- This house up in Harlem

is under construction,
and I guess some drug dealers

and squatters
are using it as a motel.

He's hiding out there.

- Where are you
getting your intel from?

- From this CI I saved
from a five-year bit at Rikers.

He owed me, so... I'm gonna
call the guys for backup.

- What's the address?

- 130th between Fifth and Lenox.

- All right, I'll see you there.

♪

[engine turns over]

[cell phone rings]

- Hey.
- Donnelly has a lead

on where Webb is.
I'll text you the address.

- All right, copy that.

Do not go in until we arrive.

- I'll see you there.

♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Where's everyone?
- On their way.

- Webb inside?

- Nobody's come in or out,

but I know
the lying bastard's in there.

- Yeah. We'll wait for backup.

- I told you they're coming.
- C'mon, let's take him down.

- When you say take him down,

you mean we're gonna arrest him?

- Yeah. Come on.

♪

I didn't wanna do this, man.

♪

- [groaning]

♪

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[tense music]

- Stabler.

Stabler!

Hey, Stabler.

Hey, talk to me.
Where are you hit?

[sighs] Okay.

[sighs] Thank God.

- I feel like I've been
trampled by an elephant.

- [groans]
- What happened?

Who shot you?

- Parnell. Bolton.

- Webb?

- There is no Webb.

Donnelly set me up.

- [sighs]
- [groans]

- That means you're blown.

All right, we gotta get you
the hell out of here right now.

- No, wait a minute.

They think I'm dead.

They think I'm dead.

- You're right.

- We can use that.

- Yeah, I'll put it out on
the radio... buy you some time.

- Never see a dead man
coming for 'em.

- So any news?

- No updates
since the distress call.

- There's no way he made it.

- They probably took him
to Morningside.

It's close and they got
that new trauma unit.

- I'll call over there
and find something out.

- Wait, no, no, no.
- No, leave it alone.

- So what's our next move?

- Our next move is no move,
all right?

We lay low.

No phone calls, no texts,
nothing, all right?

- We clear?
- Yeah, boss.

Omertà.

♪

- Hey. Hey, easy, man.

I'm a cop.

- So am I.

- [grunting] [coughs]

- That's for
the three shots that I took.

- [coughs] [grunts]

- You're gonna tell me where
Donnelly and Bolton are.

- I got nothing for you.

- Okay.

20 feet south of McCutcheon's.
I got a little present for you.

He's handcuffed to a fence.

- You'll be looking
over your shoulder

for the rest of your life,
Stabler!

- Date's over.

- What the hell?

- Over here.

Good cops will be here in two
minutes to pick your ass up.

Hey, this is Stabler.

Bolton's at 125 North Avenue.

♪

- All right, we rounded up
the entire Brotherhood.

- Anyone talking?

- You know they'd take a bullet
before they turn in Donnelly.

- Where's Stabler?
- At Donnelly's house

trying to get intel
from Bridget.

- Hey, I just got a hit on Webb.

I loaded his image into the
NYPD surveillance cam network,

and I think we got him
for sure this time.

Facial rec's a match.

This is in West Brooklyn,

and a John Doe
just turned up a block away...

African American male, mid-50s.

- Where?

- Gowanus Canal.

♪

- Stabler, what is going on?

- What do you mean?

- What happened to Frank?

- I don't know.
- That's what I came to ask you.

- [sighs] Okay.
- Hi.

- Oh, God.
- All right.

- Come in. Come in.

Oh, God.
I haven't heard from him.

He left last night.
No phone call, no nothing.

You know, this isn't like him.

[baby cries] Hey, come on. Shh.

- He tell you
where he was going?

- I don't know,
he said he had to, um,

he had to take care
of a few things.

- Uh-huh.

You guys going somewhere?

- He didn't tell you?

- I mean,
that's what I'm saying.

He's not telling
anybody anything.

I'm worried about the guy.

- The only thing I know is

that he got a phone call
the other day,

and ever since then,
his whole demeanor has changed.

I did not sign up for this.

Someone has to tell me
something, okay?

I have a baby.

We're supposed to be
going to Belize.

We're supposed to
get a fresh start.

You have to help me.

- I'll help you. I'll help you.

I'll help you. So who called?

- I don't know.
- Okay, okay.

- You gotta find him.

[apprehensive music]

- I'll find him.

- I can't live without him,
Elliot.

[baby crying]

- Yeah?

- [sighs] We found Preston Webb.

- Where?
- In the Gowanus Canal.

He's dead.

[tense music]

♪

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[tense music]

[police sirens blare]

♪

[police sirens blare]

- Frank Donnelly?

- Yeah.

Don't be a hero, pal.

- Just wanted to let you know,
Detective.

You don't wanna
go down Atlantic.

Take Springfield and stay
on residential streets,

and, uh, you might
wanna switch cars.

- Thanks, brother.

♪

- [sighs] Where are we
on the Webbs' financials?

- I'm knocking down firewalls,

tracing offshores
and wire transfers

from account to account
literally all over the planet.

- Damn.

- Right now
I'm focusing on transfers

to an account in Italy.

- All right, well, whatever
you can find on Cassandra,

let me know.

[computer chirps]

- Oh, my God.

- What?

- Preston Webb didn't
put out the hit on Stabler.

- Then who did?

- [sighs]

May I have a moment alone,
please?

- Of course.

♪

- [sighs] [sniffles]

- Cassandra Webb,
you're under arrest.

- For what?

- For the murder
of your husband, Preston Webb.

- I didn't kill my husband.

- And the solicitation of
murder of a sworn officer

of the NYPD,
Detective Elliot Stabler.

We know you hired Belladonna.

- That's absurd.

- Turn around.

- [sighs]

♪

Why don't you read me my rights

while I say goodbye
to my husband?

- Sure.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Everything you say can...

- [whispers] Don't worry, baby.

Mama will take care
of everything just like always.

- If you can't afford one,
one will be provided for you.

[phone ringing]

- Yeah, Jet.
- Sarge wants an update.

- I'm tailing Bridget.

I still think
that she and the baby

are the bait that's
gonna lure Donnelly out.

- How 'bout on your end?
- Donnelly's still

under the radar. Where are you?

- [sighs]
- Outside a medical building.

She and the baby went in
about 20 minutes ago.

- Uh, yeah, I got
your medical building...

- Pediatrician appointment?
- Yeah, I guess, or OB-GYN.

- Wait, there's no pediatrician
in that building.

- So what's in the building?

- Infectious Diseases,
Immunization Specialists,

Travel Medicine.

- Travel Medicine?

I'll get back to you.

♪

Get out of the car, Frank!

- You son of a bitch.
- Frank told me.

You came into our lives
pretending to be

a friend, a brother!

You practically delivered
my baby!

He's named after you, Elliot!
He has your freaking name!

The whole time you were
sneaking around our backs,

selling us out to whoever the
hell you work for, for what?

Huh? So you can be all righteous

like nobody's better than you?

You know who's better than you?
Frank Donnelly!

[tires squeal]

Do not go after him.
Please, Elliot!

Elliot! Do not!

Do not go... Elliot!

[tires squeal]

♪

.

[dramatic music]

[tires squeal]

- What the hell you doin'?
- Come on.

[car horn honks]

[siren wailing]

- Donnelly's running.
- I'm in pursuit.

- We'll send backup
to intercept.

- Not yet. Have Jet GPS me.
- I'll radio when I have him.

- [line disconnects]
- Stabler!

Track him.

[keyboard clicking]

- That blue blip
will not leave my sight.

[siren wailing]

♪

[tires squealing,
car horn honking]

[siren wailing]

♪

- Frank!

[tense music]

♪

It's over, Frank!

Take a look around.
It's the end of the line.

Let me take you in, Frank.

- Take me in for what,
an ice cream cone?

No way.

- Didn't want it
to end this way, man.

- Yeah?

How'd you think
it was gonna end?

Let me ask you something,
Stabler.

Why?

- I had to. I took an oath.

- So did I.
- No, you didn't.

You took two, Frank...

One, when you became a cop,

and the second,
when you stopped being one.

- Ah...

nobody cares about cops
except other cops.

I told you that.
We're all we have.

- You're right.
- You threw that all away.

♪

- I gave you something I never
gave anybody else, okay?

I let you into my family.

I named one of my kids
after you.

I set you
and your family up for life!

You threw that all away!

- Frank, you were a good cop.
- You were a decorated officer.

You took a wrong turn.

- Yeah, so now what?

You're gonna make
an example out of me, huh?

Put me away for 99 plus 1?

Nah. I can't live like that.

[train horn blares]

- I gotta take you in, Frank.

♪

- No, you don't.

[train horn blaring]

- Frank...

- You broke my heart, pal.

- Frank!

Hey!

♪

.

[cell phone ringing]

- Yeah, Sarge?

- Hey, you sitting down?

- Eh, close enough. What's up?

- They're giving you
the Combat Cross.

Stabler, you still there?

- Yeah, I'm still here.

I don't want the Combat Cross.

- It doesn't matter
if you don't want it.

They want it. It's happening.

You have no choice.

- What if I just don't show up?

- When has that worked out
for anybody ever in life?

- [crying]

[soft somber music]

♪

I don't know, man.

[sighs]

It's hard for me.

- Look, Elliot,
it'll be a small ceremony.

- I know.

I know.

I know.

Just be me and my family
and the ghost of my father.

- Yeah, well,
whether your father is let in

will be up to you.

- [sighs] Okay, thanks.

♪

- The Combat Cross
is awarded to officers

who perform acts
of extraordinary heroism,

engaging an armed adversary
under imminent hazard to life.

Detective Stabler
came under fire

in the line of duty
while conducting

a joint investigation into
two criminal organizations:

The Marcy Killers...

♪

Members of our own 3-7 Precinct

who called themselves
the Brotherhood.

[both laugh]

- It means a lot.

- Detective Elliot Stabler.

♪

You performed above and beyond
the call of duty.

Your selfless conduct is
exemplary of valor and heroism,

and you're a credit to the
department and to the shield.

♪

- Congratulations.
- Thank you, sir.

[applause]

- Glad you came.
- Glad you came.

- Baby...
- [laughs]

♪

- Thank you.

Mr. Serrano?

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm Detective Elliot Stabler.

Do you have a second?
It's about your son.

- Yes, I do.

♪

- My father was a police
officer, Joseph Stabler.

He and his partner

framed your son for a crime
he didn't commit.

♪

- Babe.

[sighs]

Let's talk.

Babe?

[somber music]

♪

"Ayanna, this isn't working
for either of us.

I need time to figure it out.
I took Jack."

[breathing heavily]

♪

- So how long you staying?

- Might be for good.

- What about your job?

- I turned in my badge.
- My work is done.

- I just got an alert.

Cassandra Webb's charges
have been reduced.

- Reduced how?

- She's no longer a person of
interest in Preston's murder.

[tense music]

- Could've been anyone, I guess.

- Yeah, I guess so.

[sighs]

♪

- Mama, I told you to give me

a few days before you
and Eli came home.

- I know what you told me.

- Are you just not gonna listen?

You're gonna do
whatever you want?

- Apparently.

What the hell went on here?

- I had a disagreement
with someone.

- Well,
that's some disagreement.

- Yeah. How's your arm?

- Ah, you know,
I tripped and sprained it,

and the doctors put all this
damn dressing on it.

[sighs] I think that makes 'em

feel like
they've done something.

Who's... who's Frank Donnelly?

- Why would you ask me that?

- Oh, I heard Ayanna talking
about him in the restaurant.

Who is he?

[pensive music]

- [sighs] A friend.

He was a friend and a cop...

A very good cop

and a corrupt one,

and he killed himself,

leaving behind a wife
and little baby.

And, uh, I feel responsible
in some way.

♪

- And that's why
they gave you the medal?

- Yeah.

- Oh, honey.

You know,
life is so damn complicated...

Messy...

The choices we make and
the reason why we make 'em...

I know.

Well, it hasn't changed much
in 40-odd years.

They're really
very beautiful medals.

- Simple.

- Now you know the price.

♪

[tense music]

♪

[wolf howls]