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A maverick billionaire...

My name is Gideon Reeves.

I built an empire making rockets, computers, robots...

Made over $100 billion. Know how I did it?

I'm an engineer.

...touched by tragedy...

- The money! - No!

My friend has been shot.

Where the hell are you people?!

...takes on the biggest engineering challenge

of his career...

I want justice for Elliot James Sully.

Give me the 13th district to run.

A civilian can't take over a police district.

They can, with a special appointment from this committee.

...to revolutionize a police force...

Technology doesn't solve cases, cops do.

You haven't met my technology.

Wow...

...and save a city.

You guys are my partners.

We're gonna change the world.

What are you talking about?

Of course I took over a police district.

Why wouldn't I take over a police district?

Because you're not a police chief?

Oh... Sanjay...

Gupta!

Gupta, what if...

what if Edison stopped at the telegraph?

What if Musk quit after PayPal?

What if you dropped out of med school

before becoming America's favorite TV doctor...

although, come to think of it, that was probably House,

- wasn't it? - Gideon, come on.

Law enforcement's a hell of a far cry

from space exploration.

Fine. The uniforms are different.

There's no real need to dehydrate donuts.

The larger point is, scientists need to branch out.

They need to do different things.

Have you ever been in a band?

No.

Oh! God, yes!

Start a band. See? There.

Yeah. You could inspire a generation.

Not to mention, get a lot of young geeks laid.

So you're giving this to me?

What? No. God, are you kidding?

George Harrison played this on Sgt. Pepper.

It cost me half a million dollars.

I got to get that.

- Are you not drinking this? Cool. - Hmm-mm.

Have a shot.

- Mingle. Have fun. - Cheers.

But think about the band thing. I'm serious.

Murphy. Hi.

You're having a party?

No. Yes. What?

Just a few friends... came over...

...to hang out. Come on in.

Oh, no, wait. No. Come on in. Come on.

Gideon, in the real world, when someone calls

and says they need to talk to you,

and you tell them to come over,

you have to mention the fact that you have, like...

Salma Hayek at your house?

I didn't actually invite her. She just keeps showing up.

What's going on?

My ex-husband, Scott, is leading a task force against the 13th.

And the situation with the state's attorney's office

is... it's not good.

Well, we knew that.

I was picking up Mateo tonight, and Scott gave me this.

Transfer paperwork.

Wait, you're transferring out of the 13th?

No. But Scott wants me to.

Gideon,

he's not just coming after me.

He's coming after us.

Us? Did-did you explain that we have a strictly "detective

and guy who bought a police station" relationship?

It doesn't matter.

Actually, given the fact that he's trying

to dismantle everything that we're doing,

yeah, I think maybe it does.

Look, I was a cop when we got married.

It worked out for him.

It looks good having a badge on your arm

when you're climbing up the political ladder.

Trouble is, that he never came down.

Never came home. Forgot about his son.

Left me at home to just read all the e-mails

and text messages from other women.

I got tired of living that life, so I had an affair of my own.

Okay? And that... that's that.

Getting clearer, now.

I think, to him, this is some kind of,

I don't know, opportunity to settle the score.

It's... out of the question.

I don't think you should make that decision that quickly.

Listen, it's always this way.

Engineers make the impossible possible.

Lawyers try to stop them with paperwork.

If I was afraid of lawyers, I wouldn't have

a $120 billion company.

Is that an APB call?

Yeah, but I'm not on shift, so I don't...

Oh, no.

Oh, my God. I'm sorry. I have to go.

Murph. Murph! Hey! What?

What? What is it?

A friend of mine who retired last year,

he's working security at a jewelry wholesaler on Elming.

The place just got robbed and he got shot,

and there are still suspects at large.

What are you doing?

Ah, it's just a party.

They'll be fine.

Squad, 1309 responding

- to the crime scene. - Copy that, 1309.

Conrad, what's going on?

Five suspects entered with assault rifles.

Two cars fled the scene.

Brandt and Goss are in pursuit of them now.

Ah. They're splitting up.

Pick one!

Squad, 1305 is in pursuit

of suspects in a black sedan.

Red coupe is still on Tyler Avenue.

- What's going on? - It's bad.

Is Linc...?

Yeah. He was, uh, closing up for the day,

and they surprised him.

Took two to the chest.

I'm so sorry.

Squad.

Let me mobile with officers Brandt and Goss.

Goss, tell me you have that offender in custody.

1305, we're still working on that.

Copy 1305.

Police!

Stop!

Squad, offender is in custody.

Bring him in ASAP.

That son of a bitch is mine.

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There were five suspects. We only caught one,

and he's been sitting like that since we brought him in.

You ready to talk to him?

I want to see the APB video first.

You sure?

Yes. I'm sure.

I have five armed men outside.

They're carrying AR-15s.

They're tryin' to get in.

I can't hold 'em off.

I need back up, now!

Please. No.

You know how much they took?

Eight grand in jewels.

Just half a dozen pieces that were left

in the cases overnight.

They didn't even touch the vault in the back.

That doesn't make any sense.

I know.

That's why James and I have a lot to talk about.

All right.

Hang on. I'll get his file.

You. Hey. I need to talk to you.

Huh? Uh, Ada, kind of

in the middle of something.

So you know how I've been doing following up on the APB calls,

like, running stats on victim outcomes,

- arrests, et cetera? - Yes, I remember.

Could this wait, please?

Okay. So, there is a case in here

that we really need to deal with.

It's one of the first users of the app.

This kid named Marshawn Jackson, a domestic violence call.

Look at this.

Hmm? What... What's... What am I looking at?

This is the kid's father.

I ran a statistical breakdown of the case.

There have been ten calls to this address since May.

And if you factor in things like gun ownership,

uh, previous arrest records,

multiple hospitalizations for the wife and for Marshawn,

there's a 78% chance... Hey!

There's a 78% chance that someone gets killed

in that household in the next six months.

We have to do something!

What? Do something like what? I don't know.

I'm an engineer, not a cop. That's why I'm asking you.

There's got to be something... Ada, I'm right in the middle

of this shooting, from last night.

Yeah, I know! But we're talking about

an eleven-year-old kid, here.

Gideon, that's how old I was when I landed in foster care,

which is exactly where this kid is gonna end up

if we don't do something. Just look at the math.

We can't arrest someone based on math.

Why not?

Statistically speaking, eyewitness testimony

is less than 60% reliable most of the time

and people get arrested based on that.

My numbers are way better.

Did you know that 75.6% of statistics

are made up on the spot.

Only 23% of people are actually aware of that.

It's not police business

if someone's likely to do something.

Okay, fine. Forget I said anything.

You want to go down for this alone?

Who said anyone's going down?

You and your friends ran from the cops.

- From the scene of a murder. - You got the wrong guy.

We have video, Kilton.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

You got video of those guys in masks runnin' out of the store?

Good for you. That ain't video of me.

Do you think, by ditching your mask and gloves

that you're protected?

You drove away from the scene.

Do you really think that the jury is gonna believe...

I think that a jury will believe this.

I saw some men robbing a jewelry store.

I got scared, so I ran,

just like anyone would.

He's not budging.

Damnedest part is, he's right.

We don't have much of a case.

I took a look at the evidence.

We might be able to get him on resisting arrest,

maybe reckless driving.

We must have video footage.

Nothing that links him directly to the crime.

The getaway vehicles were parked out of range

of all the security cameras.

All we can say for sure,

is he was seen driving a car away from the area.

You ran from the police.

How are you gonna explain that?

They were screaming at me.

You know, you hear those horrible stories

about the cops.

I was afraid for my life.

That's your story.

No. That's the truth, Detective.

What can we do here?

I wish I had a better answer for you.

Bottom line, if we want anything,

we're gonna have to get it from him,

and he's not talking.

Well, then let's find a way to make him sing like Adele.

Streisand. No, Adele. Let's go with Adele.

I was watching you in there with Kilton.

Watching me fail? Thanks.

I promise, if I have to tase his ass...

All right, well, before you do that,

maybe I can help you.

Gideon, you know how much I appreciate

everything that you do,

but this... Interrogations...

Has nothing to do with technology.

Really? How do you know?

It's sitting in a room, getting inside a guy's head.

Like a... like a chess match.

Mm-hmm. Chess wasn't about technology

till a computer called Deep Blue

beat Garry Kasparov in 1997.

But the computer couldn't feel happy about it.

It's about emotion... Guilt, anger, fear.

Right, technology has nothing to do with emotion?

So you're not familiar with the Internet then?

Just because cops did interrogations

with a notebook and a metal chair for a hundred years,

that doesn't mean that that's the best way.

Just-just let me try.

I might have an idea.

Fine.

But just know that this matters to me.

When I was a rookie,

Linc took me under his wing.

He made sure that the department cowboys

didn't give me too much hell.

He was my friend.

Yeah. I understand.

I came to the 13th 'cause I lost a friend, too.

So just...

just give me a few hours.

Please.

Gideon, as your chief counsel,

I need to remind you you're talking about

a $5 million piece of equipment.

Yes, I'm aware of that. Thank you, my friend.

If you recall, I'm the guy that wrote the $5 million check.

Come to think of it,

I should have charged it for the miles.

This is a chair designed for a shuttle cockpit.

How does putting it in a police station make it...

See these? These are biometric feedback sensors.

They take ECG, EEG, and EDA readings

to measure stress levels.

In pilots, not criminals!

Criminals are better than pilots.

That came out wrong.

My point is, criminals are trying to hide their stress.

So if it works on them, it's gonna work on anyone, right?

In theory, maybe.

Yes, in theory, maybe. Thank you.

And all we've got to do is test that theory.

I'm glad you agree.

Guys, could we box that up for me?

I'm on a very tight schedule.

What the hell?!

Woman, how many times I gotta tell you?!

I did what you asked already!

Why are you always yelling at me?!

Well, if you did what I said the first time,

we wouldn't be having this conversation!

I did what you said the first time!

Maybe you need to get your ears checked!

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm with the Chicago P.D.

I actually wanted to talk to you about...

Nobody.

Look, this ain't a good time.

Well, actually, you know, it's really important.

No, please, I can't talk right now.

Okay, wait...

What the hell was that?!

Nothing. Just calm down.

Woman, shut your mouth!

Hey, hey, you're-you're Marshawn, right?

You with the police?

Uh, yeah, kind of.

Um, I just wanted to check up on you.

Yeah, whatever.

Wait. What is that supposed to mean?

Last time I called y'all, y'all arrested my pops.

Two days later he's back.

Ain't no use...

Where the hell's Marshawn, huh?!

Tell him to get his ass in here!

I told you already, he's on his way.

Wait, you can't...

Boy, where you been?!

Didn't I tell you to get your ass home two hours ago?!

Don't yell at him.

Go. I'm listening.

It's the same damn story that I told you before.

Well, I want you to tell me again.

How does this work, exactly?

I call it "upgraded interrogation."

Sensors in my secret special fancy chair

monitor his stress levels.

So if she hits a nerve, if she asks him something

that's got him worried, we'll know.

And she can hear you with that earpiece?

Just like an air traffic controller.

Now, let's see if we can't wreck this guy's plane.

I pulled your last-known addresses.

You bounced around a lot the last few years.

Is there some kind of law against that?

No, I'm just saying.

Canaryville, New City,

Back of the Yards...

...back to Bridgeport.

Whoa.

Murphy, he got jumpy

when you mentioned Back of the Yards.

Push him on that. Push hard.

You know, I've lived all around.

Spent most of my time in Bridgeport, two years...

You know,

enough about Bridgeport.

Tell me more about Back of the Yards.

What do you want to know?

Is that where you met your buddies?

The ones you pulled the job with?

Or maybe you guys just planned it there, huh?

Man!

Yes, yes, yes. You're on the right track, Murph.

You and your boys work out of Back of the Yards?

I said I don't know those guys.

James, you and I both know that's a lie.

And here's something else we know.

You and your boys didn't just put together

a five-man heist and pull a murder for eight grand

in diamond tennis bracelets

Yes, keep going. He's worried.

I want to know why you were there.

Because it seems to me that it could be a few things.

Maybe somebody wanted to settle a score

with Linc for his cop days.

Or maybe there this beef with the guy who owned the shop.

Or maybe, this wasn't even the real heist.

Maybe... this was just a setup for something else.

Uh, Murph, you... you better get in here.

You need to see this now.

We're definitely getting to him.

He's more stressed than O.J.

when he tried on the glove.

They are definitely planning something.

Even if he is, we don't know

what it is, we don't know where it is,

and we don't know when it is.

We still don't know anything.

I'm close. I can feel it.

We can't get a conviction based on a feeling.

If we want to do something with this,

we need a confession.

He's talking to us because he thinks

he's running us in circles.

If we push further, he's gonna lawyer up,

and then we've got nothing.

Then tell me how we get from feelings

and numbers on a screen

to hard information.

All right, wait, wait, wait.

Okay, okay, okay.

So we know they're planning something.

We know James is nervous about Back of the Yards.

But Back of the Yards is a big place.

Right. We need to make it smaller, right?

So you go in there and you start talking neighborhoods,

different areas, different corners,

we might be able to get a better idea

of what he's worried about.

How soon can we get Goss and Brandt out in the field?

Right away. They're on patrol.

But, Gideon, even if you narrow down the area,

we still don't know what we're looking for.

I know that, you know that,

but he doesn't know that.

All right, all right, the interrogation room

needs, like, screens for live video.

Ada, can you... That's... Where...

Where the hell is Ada?

Been a while.

Thought you were 5-O now.

Not exactly. We have our differences.

Interesting.

Tell me more.

I need some digital justice.

I need you to shut someone down.

All the way down.

Okay. And...

what are you gonna do for me?

I guess I'll owe you a favor.

A favor?

Yeah.

All right, send me the info.

1305, Squad, we are in Back of the Yards,

as instructed.

You want to tell us what we're doing here?

We are interrogating James Kilton.

He doesn't want us poking around his old neighborhood,

so that's what you're doing.

You'll be on live video, so, you know, keep your clothes on.

Mr. Reeves,

the video wall is up and running.

Murphy, all right.

We're live.

Feeding video to you now.

Just a few more questions.

What's this? We watching TV now?

What, that?

I just thought you wanted to see

how the investigation was going.

Got a source that says you've been spending some time there.

Yeah? Who's your source?

Oh, nice, Murph.

His heart rate just went through the roof.

I can't kiss and tell, now, can I?

Let's just say the source is real close to you.

Hey, I told you...

I know, you weren't involved.

You've got nothing to say. Look, here's the thing.

I don't need you to talk.

My source has given me all that I need.

Whoa, no, no, no, no, we're losing him.

It's just... when his stress levels were spiking,

where was he?

Whiskey Row.

Oh, I like the sound of that.

1305, head back to Whiskey Row.

Coming back around.

- To hell with this. - Hey, sit down.

Whoa, what's it... no, Murph.

Got to get him back in the chair.

I don't really feel like sitting right now.

- I don't feel like doing any of this. - No?

Do you feel like spending the night in lockup?

'Cause if you don't sit your ass down right now,

I'm gonna throw you in a cell,

you're gonna have to wait until you see a judge

and pony up bail.

Sit down.

You ain't got nothing on me, Detective.

And we're back. Nice work, Murphy.

Okay, getting warmer. Just keep him in that chair.

There's duct tape in the supply room

if you need it.

Hey, Squad, there's a, uh, long-term parking lot

just around the corner.

Had some calls about some auto thefts there.

I'm thinking that's where our bad guys got their rides.

That's a good thought, 1305. Check into that.

What do you want us to do when we get there?

Uh, just find a security guard

and talk about the weather.

We just need the video

to convince James we're getting close.

1305, Squad, arriving at parking lot now.

Oh, damn, looks like Brandt's onto something.

James sure thinks so.

He is nervous about that lot, Murph.

James... if you talk to us,

if you help us,

we can cut you a deal.

Get out of here.

If we crack this case without you, the deal's off the table.

Recognize that car lot?

You do, don't you?

We link you to the car,

we link you to the robbery, then you go down for murder.

I don't need no deal, Detective.

Look at that screen.

Do you think those cops

are talking to that guard for no reason?

Fine, if that's the way you want it, good luck in trial.

Wait!

All right! All right.

I'll tell you what you want to know...

but I want a deal, you got me?

I want a deal right now.

I think we can work something out.

And that, ladies and gentlemen,

is how you engineer a confession. Yes, yes, yes.

You've worked with this crew before?

We all used to work security in Indiana.

Sutter, there, at the top?

He put it together.

The jewelry wholesaler, he wasn't the real target.

Nah, it's just the first step.

Real target's some armored truck.

We hit the wholesaler to get the schedules.

The plan was, me and Adam, we were gonna be the drivers.

Sutter, he was supposed to blow the truck open.

Now, Len, Len's job was to take out the guards

and get the money.

When? When was all this gonna happen?

I don't know. We were supposed to skip town at sunset, so...

...late this afternoon?

Today? Gideon.

Guess we're working through lunch.

Murphy, we need more info, now.

James, we need to know what truck.

I don't know. That wasn't my end.

Sutter, he took care of all that.

Talking about two or three hundred trucks.

If you want this deal, we need to know everything.

I'm telling you, I don't know.

Look, you guys, you picked me up before I got the whole plan.

Look, all I know is that we were setting up

at an apartment on Kendall Street.

What's the address?

What do you need that for, huh?

You already got that guy talking.

You-You got, you got those cops.

Oh, wait. No, no, no, no, come on.

Son of a bitch. You lied to me.

You didn't have nobody, did you?

Nope...

but we've got you now.

You're in, James.

You and your loser friends are done.

You know, you think you're so much better than us, huh?

We were making ten bucks an hour, no benefits,

carrying around millions of dollars

for rich fat cats like your boss.

All we were doing was evening the score.

Linc Richards was one of you, you pathetic son of a bitch!

You killed a good man in cold blood.

Those armored truck companies,

they're based out of Texas,

which means we can try you there.

Number one death penalty state in the nation.

You don't talk?

You'll wind up in the gas chamber for killing my friend.

Can she do that?

No... but he sure thinks she can.

I want her at my next poker game.

What's the address?

Give me the address now!

833 Kendall Street!

That's all I know!

We need to get a tact team in the field.

If we don't get them now, we won't have another chance.

Already on it.

Sorry for getting agro in there.

No, no, no, no apologies necessary.

Just, uh, don't ever get mad at me.

All right, let's get the drone in the air.

Ada, could y...

Damn it!

Has anybody seen Ada?

- Get back. - Hold on, man.

I don't need to be holding onto nothing, man.

Come on. Let's just play.

Don't want to be like you.

What's up, man? What's up, man?

A pack of them menthols.

Says I got to take the card.

Man, what you talking about?

Man, I just used the damn card.

Well, hold-hold on, man, what you doing?

Yo, it's a mistake.

Yo, that's my card, man!

Sorry, man.

- You got cash? - What...

No, I ain't got no cash! That's why I had the damn card!

What? Something funny?

Yeah, I don't know.

Sweaty loser who can't afford cigarettes.

Pretty funny to me.

You know, you sure got a mouth on you, don't you, girl?

I suggest you shut it.

Or what? You want to shut it for me?

Bitch, if you don't get out my face right now I just might.

Hey. Why don't you try something, big guy?

Better back off, that's all I'm saying.

You like hitting girls, don't you?

You like hitting girls. You like hitting kids.

Girls and kids. What's better?

Probably doesn't matter, as long as they're small, huh?

Hey! You like that, bitch, huh?

You simple bitch, you.

You want some more?!

No, I think that'll do just fine.

Get up then!

CPD! Freeze!

Oh, my God, thank God you're here.

- I thought he was gonna kill me. - Come on, man.

- I ain't gonna... - Man, hands up! Hands up!

All right!

Calm down, man. The bitch be all right.

On the counter. All right, give me that hand. All right. Hey!

James Gavis's house.

His crew killed a security guard last night.

A former cop, one of ours.

They're heavily armed, so consider them dangerous.

Let's go get these bastards.

Chicago police.

Clear. Clear.

Clear.

Clear. Clear.

We're clear.

It's all clear.

Clear back here!

The room's clear.

They're not here, we missed them.

Looks like we got some kind of bomb-making lab here.

Detonators, timers.

Gideon, are you seeing this?

Yeah... but I wish like hell I wasn't.

Hey.

Am I interrupting some important staring-into-space?

Just thinking about what I'm gonna tell Linc's wife.

We've got nothing here we can use.

What are you talking about?

This was our last chance.

We got, what? An hour? Maybe two?

You know, my dad said something to me

when I was a kid that always stuck with me.

He said, "Gideon, you got to know when you're beat."

Oh, sorry, I should have clarified, I hated my dad,

and I made it my business

to never, ever know when I'm beat.

Look, we have every armored car company in the city on alert,

and in the meantime, we have a crime scene.

We have an hour.

God knows I love a challenge.

What do you expect us to do in an hour?

Getting stuff back from forensics lab

takes at least a week.

A week?

All right, team, let's go.

Come on.

Doing speed science here.

Pete.

I'd say that you are off by about seven days.

Well, the bad news is,

these guys like to play with things that go boom.

What is that?

Um, you know those, uh,

trace chemical detection units at the airport?

We made one smaller.

Yeah, but we found a lot more than traces.

Check it out.

Looks like they're using some kind of breaching frame.

Exactly. Take a look.

So I've modeled the bomb

based on the information we've gathered

and according to the chemical traces we found,

it's full of det. chord.

Plastic explosives.

That's enough firepower to bring down a building.

If they put this in an armored car,

it's gonna kill everybody inside.

My best guess is they're gonna trigger it

with a burner phone, like an IED.

- Can we trace it? - Tried.

They're not on yet.

Chances are they're gonna power them up at the scene

when they arm the bomb.

Great, so, we know what's happening,

we just have no idea how to find them.

Eh, well, maybe not no idea.

Show her.

Mm-hmm.

I know they're in Chicago...

Just have a little faith.

So,

we figured since they are using a physical map,

they'd probably be touching it.

And though we didn't find

any readable fingerprints, you can see that

they are very interested in South Ashland Avenue.

Mwah!

Squad, 1309, I need all units South Ashland Avenue.

You know, I-I put the lab together.

I like police work.

All right.

I need everyone to spread out.

Take up concealed positions along Ashland Avenue.

We need to cover as much of that street as we can.

We're looking for an armored truck, travelling through

in the next couple of hours.

We're also looking for at least five males in multiple vehicles.

They are to be considered armed

and extremely dangerous.

Stay sharp.

You see something, call it in.

We're only gonna get one chance to nail these guys.

Hey, Bernie, you said someone wanted to see me?

Yes, without stuttering, that is exactly what I said.

Over there.

You the one. Came by the house?

Yeah, that's right.

Then you just went down

to the liquor store and happened to run into my husband?

I see you.

You up in here trying to be a savior,

but all you did was make things worse!

You got no idea what I'm going through!

You think this is my first busted lip?

My dad used to hit my mom and me so many times,

that I stopped feeling it. But I never forgot it.

I don't like seeing it happen to other people.

What the hell makes you think either one of us

- gives a damn about what your father... - Mom, Mom, Mom!

She's just trying to help.

So we need to keep looking

for prints, DNA, anything.

When we catch these guys, I want to make sure...

Ada?

Yeah?

What is...

where-where have you been?

I had stuff to take care of.

What... what happened to...

It's not police business. Don't worry about it.

Hey, so apparently

there's an armored vehicle heist

about to happen in the next five to ten minutes.

You want to focus on that, or on my busted lip?

See what you can do with these.

They're cell phone triggers for the bomb

they're using to blow the armored truck.

And when they turn those on, we need to triangulate a position

as quickly as possible.

I am on it.

Murph.

How's it looking out there?

I don't know.

What? What does that mean?

Something doesn't feel right about this.

This place.

Well, the map was pretty clear.

They were looking at South Ashland.

I know, it's just...

if I was gonna rob an armored truck, I wouldn't do it here.

What? Why, exactly?

No good restaurants to go to after?

I'm being serious, all right? It's too open.

There's no good place to trap a truck.

There's too much to control.

What else could it be?

An escape route.

This heads straight through the city.

They could turn off and disappear

into a million neighborhoods.

Gideon, is there any road work around here?

Construction?

Someplace where

the roads might be tighter?

There's a maintenance crew working

two blocks north on Grand.

Are you sure this is a good time to go checking a hunch?

When we've got a bunch of guys with a bomb out there?

You have your toys, I have my hunches.

I don't know.

Maybe I'm just being para...

Murphy, what is it?

We got an armored car and an SUV

coming in hot.

Gideon, are you getting this?

Yeah, I'm getting it.

Murphy...

you're not just being paranoid.

- What's going on? - We're stuck!

Dispatch, this is truck 175.

We're under attack.

1309, emergency, requesting backup.

Robbery in progress.

I need all units to Grand Street immediately.

Roger, 1305 responding.

Damn it, Gideon.

Everyone was spread out looking for an armored truck.

We have no units close.

Murph, what are you doing?

We've got to get in there!

They're gonna kill the guards!

No, there's too many of them.

And they have a bomb.

They killed Linc!

I'm not gonna let them drop anyone else.

Are those things bulletproof?

So far. You all right?

Yeah. Where the hell's my backup?

Two minutes out!

We don't have two minutes.

That's the bomb. It's a breaching frame

filled with plastic explosives.

No, Murph, don't!

Gideon, can you get the drone here?

No, I'm too far off!

You got to get out of there!

I'm zooming in on the cruiser cam.

They're getting the bombs ready.

Well, can you block the signal?

- No, I need more time! - Well, just hurry!

They're prepping the bomb!

I can't get to it.

Get over there now.

We have an officer under fire,

and an armed robbery in progress.

We're a minute out.

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We got to do something.

I can't stop them from getting out of the car.

If he gets that bomb on the truck,

every one of those guards is dead!

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Police, don't move!

- Don't move. - Ah, you got him?

Got him. Kick that gun.

Is everybody okay?

The good guys are.

What happened?

Damned if I know.

Bomb must've gone off by accident.

That bomber is toast.

Hey.

Hey.

Thought you were at the hospital.

I was.

My ears are still ringing pretty good,

but they can't do much for that there.

They figure out what happened with the bomb?

Why it went off?

No, no, no, no.

They're working the forensics,

but the leading theory now is...

stuff happens.

Speaking of which, um...

I wanted to talk to you

about that transfer

that your ex-husband gave you.

What about it?

What happened today wouldn't have happened

if it wasn't for... all this.

You almost died today.

And I'm thinking...

I'm thinking, uh, maybe it would be better

- if you did move to another district. - Gideon...

You know, I don't know a lot of cops,

but, uh, you're the best one I've ever met.

And by contrast, your ex is an enormously unpleasant dick.

But he's at least right about one thing.

You're a really great mom and...

And what?

Are you gonna tell me that I'd be safer

- writing parking tickets? - I'm...

Because if you are, just please stop while you're ahead.

My friend died yesterday.

A guy that taught me how to be a cop,

who barbecued in my backyard,

was gunned down in cold blood.

Six months ago, if that would've happened,

I would've known that the bastards who shot him

would've just walked away.

But we got them.

For the first time in a long time,

I feel like I'm right where I need to be.

You sure?

I'll see you tomorrow, boss.

All right, but do me one favor,

don't call me boss.

Call me partner.

Or Snake.

You know, I always wanted a cool nickname.

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