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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 need your service weapon.

- Do you own any other weapons?
- Glock 43.

Drawer, nightstand
on the side of my bed.

- Send a car to the residence.

Detective Stabler,
you're being suspended

pending an
internal investigation.

You'll be notified of any
and all hearings

as soon as they are scheduled.

You are free to go.

♪

- That one's on me.
Frank Donnelly.

- I remember you.
I remember your father.

- Yeah, our dads,
they were like--

- They were brothers.

- You could use a brother
who's got your back

right about now.

♪

- You're gonna
catch your death out here.

- Donelly!

Hey, what're you doing?

- I swung by your house,
your kid said you were

out here jogging,
trying to stay in shape.

But I'm thinking,

"Stay in shape for what?"

- Not like he has
a job anymore.

- Ah,
my suspension's temporary.

- Says you.

That Black chick
you used to work with,

she says otherwise.

- What does that mean?

- Everybody's
got a podcast now,

including the department.

Sergeant Ayanna Bell.

- Now, before we wrap this up,
Sergeant Bell,

I want to ask you about
Detective Elliot Stabler.

It's been three weeks
since he was suspended

for his role in
the Richard Wheatley affair.

Does he still have a future
with the department?

- Detective Stabler's future
is out of my hands,

but no one is above the law.

- But wasn't Detective Stabler

an indispensable member
of your team?

- No one person
is indispensable.

- Personally?

I'd go to war.

♪

- Okay, baby, I'll give you
a call after this meeting.

Yeah, give--give Jack
a kiss for me.

Okay, love you too.

Hi, Sergeant Ayanna Bell.

I'm here
for Lieutenant Brewster.

- Thanks for throwing me
under the bus.

- What are you doing here?

- I'm looking for you.
You got a minute?

- No.
- No?

Ayanna, you throw me under
the bus and you walk away?

I wanna talk to you.

- I know you've been
on suspension

for a while, Detective,

so I think you forgot
how this works.

Let me remind you.

You will address me
as "Sergeant Bell."

- Why'd you throw me
under the bus, Sergeant Bell?

- And you can shout
all you want...

- I'm not shouting.
- But if you think I'm gonna

take the bait--
- I'm asking a question.

- No person is indispensable,
what does that mean?

- It was a fact. Deal with it.

- You deal with this.

You know something, in my day?

Cops...

They didn't throw other cops
under the bus.

We had each other's back.

Yeah, and you know something?

if you ever become a cop
as long as I have,

maybe you'll understand.

If you last that long.
- You know what?

It's true.

You have been a cop
for a long time.

Yet you work under me.

So if we're keeping it a buck,
you need to consider...

- Yeah, keep it a buck.
- What that says about you.

- Sergeant, Detective.

What the hell is going on here?

- It's fine, this is nothing.

- It doesn't
sound like nothing.

- With all due respect,
Captain, it's been handled.

I have a meeting upstairs.
Excuse me.

- Hasn't been hand--

all right, what--
what are you doing here?

- I have a meeting too.

- With McGrath?

Can you talk to him
about my suspension?

- Are you kidding me?

What are you--
what are you doing?

Having an outburst
in the middle of 1PP?

I'm sure he's gonna find out
about it, and when he does,

he's more likely
to extend your suspension.

♪

♪

- One. All right.

- Two.

- Three!
- Go!

- Carling.

- Yeah.
- Yes.

Uh...

Bolton.
- Okay.

- Yes.

Ooh, I think he's stuck.

- Stanwood.
- Oh!

- Okay!
- Okay, okay!

- Three left.

He can't do it, he can't do it,
he can't do it.

- Parnell.
- All right.

- Oh!
- Down to two, final two.

- And I wanna say...

Santos and Yoshida,
but I don't wanna be

accused of profiling, so I'm
gonna say Santos and Yoshida.

- Excuse me?

- Apologies, Yoshida.
- What'd I tell you?

This guy's
sharp as a freakin' tack.

Right? It's Stabler.
- Nice.

- Nice job, man.

- It's a damn shame how the
department's treating you, man.

You oughta be out there
chasing bad guys,

not sitting at a desk
shuffling papers.

- Thanks, man.

And thanks for introducing me
to your friends.

- Don't worry about it, man,
this is--

we're cops, all right?

We take care of each other.

But this group, really,
we take care of each other.

- That's right.
- Yeah.

You can depend on us,
right guys?

- Brotherhood.
- Here we go, Stabler!

Oh, he's going
straight from the bottle.

- Oh, no!
- Whoa!

- I'm gonna guess that table
after these last two shots.

- Hey.

♪

- Thank you so much
for your help, Captain.

We could not have done that
without you.

- No thanks necessary.

This has to be a priority
for all of us.

Where is he?

♪

Hey.

- Hey.

- That was uncomfortable.
- It really was.

But there's nothing like
a screaming match

in the middle of 1PP to get
the NYPD rumor mill going.

- Did Donnelly buy it?

- I'm willing to wager the
eight shots I just had with him

at his cop bar
that he did, yeah.

♪

- So your UC was right
about Donnelly

taking bribes
from the Marcy Killers.

- Well, we've all heard
the stories

of bad cops out of the 3-7,

I just never thought
it'd be Donnelly.

- You've known him
for a while, right?

- Yeah, yeah.

Our fathers were friends.

- How are you doing
with all that?

- My old man
would have hated this.

"What are you doing,
go after the Marcy Killers,

they're the bad guys,
leave your fellow cops alone."

- Elliot,
that was a different time.

That was your father.

You had to go along
to get along.

- He was a tough ass.

Not perfect.

But...

He was a good cop.
- Elliot.

My friend.

You're doing the right thing.

- Olivia, my friend,
can I take you and Noah

out to lunch this weekend?

- Let's wait, okay?

Noah, you know,
he gets attached very easily,

and you're undercover again.

- Am I?

- You are.

You're undercover
as Elliot Stabler.

- I'm not gonna
take up much time

because today really
isn't about me,

it's about each
and every one of you.

I got a call
from my old friend,

Congressman Leon Kilbride,

informing me that
this school's students

were in need
of a few computers.

"A few?" I said.

"Well, I think we can
do a little better than that."

- What my friend, Mr. Webb,
is too modest to point out

so I'll do it for him is that

his commitment to this
community is so strong.

Not only did he arrange for
the donation of new computers,

but he is
personally bankrolling

the construction of a whole
new computer lab for next year.

Not bad for a couple
of homeboys who grew up

not too far from here
over in Marcy, right?

♪

- Hello?

Mr. Webb?

It's Hugo.

He says he's been
trying to reach you.

- I've been busy,
what does he want?

- There's a little problem
at the warehouse.

♪

- Anything you wanna tell me,
Chopper?

- No, sir.

- Because I understand from
Hugo that you're thinking about

leaving my organization
and starting your own.

♪

- I got my own connects.

- You know, there's something
you just might not

be aware of, son.

The Colombians
who dealt with the Albanians

now deal exclusively...

With me.

So that connect that
you thought you had...

♪

I've outmaneuvered,
outplayed, outlasted

all my rivals.

Which means one thing...

I run this town now.

- Nova's undercover work
inside the Marcy Killers

has led to a discovery
of a symbiotic relationship

between the MKs
and Congressman Leon Kilbride.

- The Textbooks and Toys guy?

- That's not all he is. Read.

- Bribery, racketeering,
money laundering,

and various forms
of political corruption.

- Crimes committed
under the cover

of his status
as an elected official.

Kilbride and Webb go way back.

Webb has
several legitimate businesses,

including a construction firm
that's received millions

in government contracts
and PPP loans.

- Looks like he got a job

building Kilbride's
new library.

- A chunk of the funds
are going

straight into
Kilbride's pockets.

I've seen it firsthand.

- He's a hometown hero.

People are not gonna love it
when we take him down.

- Well,
we're not in the business

of getting people to love us.

Nova's reported that
Preston Webb

has called his lieutenants
to a high-level meeting.

Moldonado and Cho,
I want you outside

surveilling the meeting.

We're building a record
on them,

both together and separately.

- Sergeant, if we're all good
here, you mind if I bounce?

- Is that Kilbride texting you?

- Nah, it's family.

- So we'll stage
the meet and greet here.

High-level donors
each get a five-minute

face to face with you,

and I thought
we could do it right here,

in front
of Don Ocura's effacement.

What do you think?

- Brilliant.

- If you ever tire
of the art world, Cassandra,

you'd make a superb
political rainmaker.

Please.

- As brilliant
as she is beautiful.

That is why I married her.

As charming as he is trite.

That is why
we're still married.

Got some calls,
I'll leave you to it.

- Hmm.

- I gather you took care
of that little problem

at the warehouse.

- Yeah, that was nothing.

Just had to let Chopper know
what's what.

- And you're confident there's
not a rising insurgency?

- I called a summit
of my five vice presidents.

A little restructuring will
keep the young bulls in line.

♪

- You didn't pray?

Okay.

Look, I know church isn't
really your thing,

but it would mean a lot to me
if you were there

to support me on Sunday.

- I wouldn't miss it
for the world, D.

- Good.

Now let's go eat.

- Bye, Mom and Dad.

I love you.

♪

.

- What an incredible
performance from...

- Aw, man,
this guy is unbelievable.

I mean, he's supposed to be out

the whole season
with a knee injury.

He just hit
an unbelievable jump shot.

- Hello?

Hey, uh, now's not a good time.

Can you call me back next week?

Yeah, I know I'm past due,

but, uh, now's just not
a good time, so...

I understand,

but like I said,
just call me back, all right?

Thank you, have a nice day.

- Everything all right?

- My kid's school.

They've got a bug up their ass
about tuition or whatever.

- Yeah.

Vultures, man. Just vultures.

- Ain't none of my business,
but...

We're gonna sit here
and try to watch the game,

they're just gonna
keep calling.

- Let 'em keep calling.
- You know?

- What do you want me to do,
unplug the thing?

- Tell you what.

Let's go to my place.

I got something
I wanna show you anyways.

- Don't need to ask me twice,
man, let's go.

- No answer.

Guessing it worked.

- Nothing unites people
like annoying bill collectors.

- Good morning.

- Good morning,
Ezekiel Baptist.

all: Good morning,
Pastor Riley.

- So I want to talk
to you today...

About love.

In the book of Luke,
Jesus tells us

to love the Lord
with all our hearts.

- That's true.
- It does.

- And to love our neighbor
as ourselves.

- Yes.
- That's right.

- Over time,

love thy neighbor became

every man for himself

and little by little,
day by day,

that's how
a sense of community gets lost.

A breakdown in community
creates a void,

and then what happens?

Then what happens, beloved?

Drugs and crime enter
to fill that void.

- Wonderful sermon,
young brother.

- Thank you, sir.
- Yeah, Preston Webb.

My wife, Cassandra.

- It was so inspiring.

You really have a gift.

I just hope I impressed
my little sister.

♪

- Oh, Carmen is your sister?

I had no idea.

Yeah, you're full of surprises,
young lady.

- She sure is.

- Here you go, pal.

5:00 somewhere, right?

- Right.

- Five kids?

Same.

- Yeah, soon to be six.

Yeah, those five are all
from my, uh, first wife

and got another on the way

with wife number two.

- Well, here's to stayin' busy.

- Yeah.

Busy writing checks.

Alimony, child support,
getting ready for the new one.

The struggle is real,
my friend.

But...

It's not all bad.

Come here,
I wanna show you something.

Come on.

Eh?

- That's beautiful.

- Yep.
It's my one guilty pleasure.

Come on, take her for a spin.

You know,
it's not like--I don't

drive into work
with this thing, you know?

Guy on my salary pulls up
to the precinct

with a beauty like this,
believe me,

that would raise, uh,
a lot of questions.

- Everybody's looking to pinch
us with something these days.

- Oh, yeah, man, it's crazy.

The whole world hates cops now.

You know why?

- Cell phones. Yeah.

You could do a hundred things
right in the course of a day.

You make one wrong move?

Bam, it's on video,
then it's on the internet.

Next thing you know,
it's all over social media,

your career's over,
your life's over.

You know?

Oh, hang on.

Yeah?

What?

No, no, I can't do that now.

All right, all right, relax,
I'll be right there.

Listen.

My dad always spoke very highly
of your dad, Stabler.

He liked him.

Hope the apple didn't fall far
from the tree, my friend.

♪

- Sit tight.

- Yo, it's me.

- Back here.

♪

- Oh, Jesus.

- Looks like
a drug deal gone bad.

Neighbors heard shots and
fired a couple of their own,

scared off the perps.

They left cash, drugs.

We hit the jackpot
on this one, man.

- Can't get greedy, okay?

Leave the drugs so nobody
asks any questions.

♪

Told you to wait in the car.

- Thought you might
need backup.

- Cool with that?

- Be a lot cooler with two.

♪

.

- They just walked in
and robbed a crime scene

in broad daylight?

- Responding officer
tipped off Donnelly,

they lifted the cash
before backup arrived.

They were cool, casual,
they were disciplined.

So this is not the first time
they've done this.

It's the perfect crime.

No way to nail 'em
for stolen drug money

if it was never
logged into evidence.

- And the big news is,

these two
are not working alone.

I think Donnelly's running
a crew out of the 3-7.

- You think it's the ones

he introduced you to
the other night?

- I think
they're the core group.

- You get their names?
- Uh.

Carling, Bolton, Stanwood,
Yoshida, Santos, and Parnell.

Parnell being the guy
who tipped off Donnelly.

- Are you sure
they were police?

- No question.

One went in,
a few minutes later,

two more January 6-looking
dudes showed up.

Then they come running out
with Mellow's bag.

Next thing I know, the whole
block's a crime scene.

- Thank you, Flip.

♪

- How much did we lose?

- Mellow was holding
at least 50k.

- It's a minor loss,
but the disrespect...

Eh, that can't stand.

Somebody's gotta pay.

- Stabler's gotta get
back out on the street

so let's do this fast.

What do we have?

- Not much on Parnell,
he's pretty clean.

- Same for Bolton,
Carling, and the others.

I'm seeing a few awards

and a bunch of citations
here and there.

- Donnelly's got a commendation
for placing himself

in grave personal danger
in the line of duty.

- That doesn't surprise me,
he was a good cop.

- Yeah, unfortunately,

he's also cheating on
his pregnant wife.

- Where'd you find that?

- You're in his official
personnel file, I'm in his DMs.

We are not the same.

- Stop--that's his crew.

Donnelly's arm,
can you blow it up?

I've seen that tattoo
somewhere before.

- Hang on, let's see.

- A ten and a three.

- Damn, they all have it.

- NYPD radio code.

- To stop transmitting.

- They have a code of silence.

- Donnelly's more than
an errand boy

for the Marcy Killers,

he's the leader of a gang
operating inside the NYPD.

♪

- Preston Webb,
Hugo Bankole, and Nova

just arrived at the location.

- Welcome...

To the dawn
of a new era, gentlemen.

The Albanians are gone.

So are the Italians.

Both groups were felled
by hubris,

greed, and infighting.

But...

There's a lesson...

In their failure.

An opportunity.

Ah...

The Marcy Killers were formed
when two rival gangs

merged back in the day.

Now, over the years,
I've elevated a number of you

and named you
as vice presidents.

And I've encouraged
my vice presidents

to operate autonomously

because the decentralized
structure benefited us

when our enemies were many.

But it also led
to the proliferation

of different factions,

some of which seem to believe

that their individual interests
are more important

than the interests
of the whole.

It's time for me
to rein you in.

Effective immediately,

I am consolidating
our current structure.

Nova will no longer
be a vice president.

Good.

- Instead, she will now

report directly to me,

which means each of you will
now report directly to her.

- Hold up, you think I'm gonna
take orders from this bitch?

- Sit down, son.

- No, I ain't sitting down.

This is some bull.

Look, Webb,
I've been rocking with you

way longer than this chick,
man.

You think I'm just gonna--

- That's your second strike,
Chopper.

There ain't gonna be a third.

.

- Second in command?

Of the entire Marcy
organization?

Nova, I don't like this.

I don't like it.

This is more than what
you signed up for.

- Trust me, you want
eyes and ears on the inside.

And, respectfully,

I didn't come this far
for you to make me quit.

Here.

- Who's Derek, and why
do I have his phone number?

- Derek's my brother.

He's a pastor
at Ezekiel Baptist.

- You never
mentioned him before.

- He doesn't know I'm a cop.

He just thinks I'm mixed in
with a bad crowd.

When this operation is over,
I plan to tell him.

If you really
don't want me to do it?

Call him, out me.

♪

Look, I know
you're just worried about

losing another undercover,
and I appreciate it,

but with all due respect,

I've been swimming
in these waters for years.

I know what I'm doing.

You have to trust me.

Fine.

But watch your back.

- See you at the fundraiser.

- I'm here, did I miss it?

- No, baby,
you're just in time.

Preston...

- Ah, that's nothing.

Chopper just
got a little bit out of pocket.

I told you to get rid of his
crazy ass a long time ago.

Well, you can tell Chopper
the next time he ruins

one of my husband's
$1,500 shirts,

I'm gonna be the one
wearing his blood.

- It's a boy.

Ah!

- Come hold your grandson, Dad.

- Aww.

- Do we have a name?

- Isaiah Preston Henderson Jr.

- He's beautiful.

Y'all did some damn good work.

- Yeah.

Thanks, Hugo.

Nice work.

- All right,
here comes my client.

- So how much
does this police chauffeur

service of yours bring in?

- Blue Line'll cost you
5,000 in cash, no exceptions.

- Uh-huh.
- And you get driven around

anywhere in the city,

no legal entanglements.

- Thanks for cutting me in.

- We all got bills to pay,
right?

There he is.

What's up, Big Smoke?

- Donnelly, what's good, baby?

- Smoke, this is Stabler,
Stabler, this is Smoke.

He's new.

- Hey, man.
- What's up, man?

Any friend of Donnelly's
is a friend of mine.

Yo, let's hit it.

- Hey, yo, how's your lady?

- Uh, thanks for asking, man.

She's, uh, she's good.

She's big as a house

and probably gonna pop
any day now.

- I tell you what,
get me to Harlem

without getting
pulled over by the police,

I'll let you name the kid
after me.

- Hey, screw you.

- Ooh, baby,
that's what I'm talkin' about.

- We don't call it taking the
Blue Line for nothing, boys.

- Hey, yo,
you don't talk a lot, huh?

- No, he's, uh,
he's just the money guy.

- Oh, right, my bad.

- Yeah.

- ♪ It's bad business

♪

♪ It's bad business

- There we go.
- All right.

- All right, man.

Hey, yo, I'll text you
when I'm ready to head back.

- Okay.
- All right, couple hours.

- Congrats, pal.
- Hmm?

- You just busted
your Blue Line cherry.

- What the hell?

- Sit tight.

♪

Preston.

- Seems there was an, uh,
unfortunate altercation

inside one of my stash houses.

Ended with two bodies
in the morgue,

50 bands in the wind.

You know anything about that?

- You think I killed you guys?

- I think one of your men
took my cash.

- I have
too much respect for you

for something
like that to happen.

- Yeah, well, I hope,
for your sake,

you're telling the truth,
Donnelly,

because if you're not,

that long standing alliance
between the Marcy organization

and the Brotherhood?

That's over.

I swear on everything
I hold dear,

blood will have blood.

♪

- Brotherhood?

.

- So what's the Brotherhood?

We look after each other,
you know?

Got each other's backs.

And if the opportunity
to supplement

our income presents itself,

sometimes we take it.

It's basically an extension
of what we do as cops.

- Pretty liberal
interpretation of what cops do.

- Are we gonna have
a problem here?

- No, I just want
to make sure that

I'm understanding
what this thing is.

- I just told you what it is.
- 'Cause it seems like...

You're a gang.

- That ain't--
that ain't what it is.

No.

- Oh, my God.

- Hey, Ayanna! Excuse me.
Hey, what's up?

- Oh.

Hi, Carmen,
nice to see you again.

I don't think you've
met my wife, Denise.

- It's a pleasure
to meet you, Denise.

- Pleasure.

- Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome.

My name is Cassandra Webb,

and as you may have guessed,
this is my gallery.

- I think maybe
Kilbride's aide is family.

- You think?

- But I am here tonight

as a longtime supporter
of my dear friend,

Congressman Leon Kilbride.

He's one of our most
tireless and dedicated,

honest and passionate
representatives

in Washington, D.C.

- No, you don't--no.

Oh, oh.

Ladies and gentlemen,

my incorrigible husband
would like to say a few words.

- Well, uh, listen, people,

my wife is far too classy
to hit you with the hard sell.

But I'll do it.

Now, everyone here knows
that campaigns cost money.

National campaigns
cost a fortune.

- Well, well, well.

You're late, jackass.

And you just put a target
on the back

of every single cop
in this room.

- Donnelly, take it easy, man--
- Take it easy, my ass.

That was Preston Webb's money.

Even a moron knows
you don't steal

directly from Preston Webb.

- I didn't know it was
Webb's stash house.

- Ah, you didn't know.

Oh, well,
then all is forgiven, huh?

You're a cop,
it's your job to know!

- Look,
can't he just apologize?

Say they hit the wrong house?
It was a mix up.

- Apologize to that
scumbag dealer?

No way.

- What do you propose we do,
Parnell, huh?

- I propose
those Marcy Killers

kiss my white ass.

What are they gonna do,
call the cops?

- Just unbelievable.

You saw Webb,
he was out for blood.

- Mm-hmm.

- What do you think
we should do?

You already told him
it wasn't us,

so he's never gonna believe
it was an accident.

- Why do we care--
- Shut up!

Just shut up.

- So I think...

We should just enjoy the cash.

- Hey, Donnelly,

sounds like your guy's got
bigger balls than you.

all:
Ooh!

- My friends.

I want you to meet
two of my favorite people,

Denise Bullock and her wife,
Sergeant Ayanna Bell,

Preston and Cassandra Webb.

- Nice to meet you.

- Your gallery is so...

Wow.
- Thank you, Denise.

- Thank you, Denise.

- Well, Sergeant Bell,

I've been hearing all about you
and your remarkable career.

Leon tells me that
you're headed for great things.

- Oh, well,
that's very flattering.

I have no idea what
he's talking about, though.

- She's being modest,
trust me, you're looking

at a future
police commissioner.

- Hmm, well, the mayor's
around here somewhere,

maybe we should just corner him

and get you
on the shortlist early.

- Sorry to interrupt.

Mr. Webb,
there's a messenger here

with something
that needs your signature.

- Of course.

Work never ends.

- Please, excuse me.

♪

- Yeah, it was Donnelly.

- Are we sure?

- No doubt.

- Cop that was with him
was Parnell.

Still don't know
who the third dude was.

- It doesn't matter.

If he's rolling
with the Brotherhood,

he gets what they get.

All right, find them,

strike back,
make sure they know it was us.

♪

♪

- Excuse me.

- Mrs. Webb.

- Mr. Webb.

- May I have this dance?

- Why, yes.

- ♪ Oh, what
a lovely time it was ♪

♪ How sublime it was too

♪ I

- Come on, Smoke.

- Hey, I got an extra
thousand for y'all

if I'm at the helipad by 10:00.

- Gimme that.

Flashing it around.

- ♪ I'll say it was grand

♪ Grand to be alive

- Yeah.
- Whoa!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Yeah.

You might wanna roll me
those jewels, Donnelly.

Now.
- Hugo.

You're making
a big mistake here.

You don't have to do this.
- Shut up.

- I said now.

- ♪ I'm all yours

♪ I did not know

- Just be cool,
let's give them what they want.

- Relax.

There you go.

It's all yours, it's all yours.

- Hey!

- Drop the case,
drop the case!

Get your ass over there.
- Get over to your friend.

Faster,
get over to your friend.

He told you it was a bad idea,
didn't he?

Drop that gun, drop the gun.

Get away--get to the hospital.

- ♪ I wanted love
in paradise ♪

- You all right?
- I don't like guns

being shoved in my face.

- Yeah, I picked up
on that vibe, brother.

- You gotta learn to duck.

- Unbelievable.

You did good, Stabler.

Very good.

Glad I had you along.

Saved my ass.

And my nose, probably.
- Yeah.

- I think you might be ready.

- Ready?

- Come on.

Come on.

♪

♪