All language subtitles for NYPD Blue S11E14 Colonel Knowledge

Previously on "NYPD blue"...

What asshole has the nerve to
send boxes before you're gone?

Gentlemen and ladies of the
15th, I have arrived.

Permission to board, lieutenant.

Those are your boxes?
Of course they are.

You're the new c. O.?

The chief of detectives didn't
give you a heads up?

No.

This is April fool's,
right?

I wish you luck and all the best
in your new job,

but, keep in touch.

Hear! Hear!
Hear! Hear! Hear! Hear!
Hear! Hear!

Thanks.

What do we got?

Tony dekeys,
shot repeatedly.

Who called it in?

Old lady lives across
the street.

She heard the shots,

but she didn't look in time
to see who did it.

It doesn't look like a robbery.
He was shot through the window.

He's wearing colors--
could be gang-related.

Worth looking into.
Hey, who's this?

Hey. I'm hatcher.

And?

Stan hatcher.

The borough's assigned me
to your squad.

Effective when?
Today.

You didn't know about this?
Nah, first we've heard.

I talked to your boss yesterday
and this morning.

He's the one who told me to
respond to this.

Gibson.

Look, I don't want to step on
any toes here.

Hey, man, don't worry about it.
John Clark.

Good to meet you.
Andy sipowicz.

Stan hatcher.
Where do I know that name from?

The school bus of blind kids

that were saved from plunging
off the bridge--

that was me.

Greg medavoy.
Hey, how's it going?

Baldwin Jones.
What's up, man?

Where were you before this,
Stan?

The 7-2.

So, what are we
looking at here?

D.O.A., black male.

No witnesses,
no signs of a robbery.

Wearing those colors,
gotta be a blood.

We picked up on that,
yeah.

Somebody should talk
to the Latin kings.

Why them?
The word I'm hearing

is some blood made
inappropriate remarks

to the girlfriend of
a high-up Latin king.

Lots of threats going back
and forth since.

And you got this word how?

I used to work
the gang unit.

Still keep my ear
to the ground.

Run with it.
Done.

Jones: We'll get a canvass
started.

Seems all right.

Stan hatcher-- I know
that name from somewhere.

Yeah, he's the one
who saved the school bus.

How's the new guy?
Witty.

He didn't raise any flags.

Regardless, how about making
a call to the 7-2--

see what they got on this guy
Stan hatcher?

Run a credit check, too?

I'll see what I can do.

What the hell was that?

African gray parrot.

Sergeant Gibson brought it in
this morning.

It's quite vocal.

What have we got?

D.O.A. black male,
may be gang-related.

What's with the bird?

Who, him?
Yeah.

That's the colonel.
I've had him for years.

Friendly as a dog.
Keeping him here?

Yeah, but, trust me--
after a couple hours,

you'll completely
tune him out.

Natural mimics,
the African gray.

They hear something--
they pick it right up.

When the colonel says hello,
you'd swear it was the wife.

This is a work place,
Gibson.

Give him time.
You'll fall in love.

You must be hatcher.

Sergeant Edward Gibson.

Welcome to the best squad
in the city.

Glad to be here.

John Irvin.

What's up, man?

Hey...man. Not much.

Hi. Connie mcdowell.

Look at you--
ready to pop.

Yeah, yeah, a month away.

With the help of certain people
who shall not be named.

So, how 'bout getting him
set up, Gibson?

Me and Andy go way back,

which is why he calls me
"Gibson" instead of "sergeant."

Yeah, so, I'm assuming this
is gonna be your desk,

but this is my last day

before I start my maternity
leave, so...

I don't spend much time
at the desk anyway.

Hey. Rita Ortiz.

Hey. Stan hatcher.

So, where are we at?

I ran him through
the gang unit.

The d. O. A. Was
a hard-core gangbanger

with the Avenue d bloods.

My contact says one of the
d. O. A.'S homeboys

made a move on the girlfriend
of a guy named wilmer Lopez.

A Latin king.
Bingo.

Wilmer goes by the name
"king jazz."

We'll head out
to talk to him.

Sounds good.

This kid's sharp?

Keep the door closed, or
I'm getting some duct tape.

Ed boyanovich.
I need to talk to somebody.

My daughter's been...
Kidnapped.

Detectives Jones, medavoy.
Let's go talk in here.

What's your daughter's name,
Mr. Boyanovich?

Carla.

She's 15.

She's been seeing this boy,
Charles slocum.

They go to
the Kendall school.

She's a sophomore.
He's a senior-- rich kid.

Does that factor in?
He factors in.

He's taking her
to nightclubs, parties.

She starts coming home
after curfew.

I call to talk to his parents.
They're not around.

When was the last time
you saw your daughter?

Two nights ago.

It had been really so calm
around the house

the last few weeks.

She said her and slocum
broke up.

But then I get home about 9:30,

and there's a note on the
chalkboard by the fridge--

"you can't stop me."

Did you call
slocum's place?

Yes, I did. No answer.

So I go over his building.

I watch the doorman
talk on the house phone

for, like, five minutes,

and he's got the brass to tell
me that nobody's home?

He threatens to call
the cops on me.

All right.
We'll go talk to slocum.

What am I supposed to do?

This kid is basically holding
my daughter hostage.

Sir, understanding how
frustrating it is,

we wouldn't call it
a kidnapping.

It's more of
a runaway situation.

But you don't understand.
Carla is a young 15.

She only just started coming out
of her shell

after her mom died
three years ago.

Then she meets this older,
rich kid,

and she's completely
starry-eyed.

Let's concentrate on getting
your daughter home.

But what this slocum kid is
doing is criminal, right?

Keeping her from me--
that's breaking the law.

Give US slocum's address.
We'll talk to him.

Even though his family
has money,

he don't get no special
treatment, right?

If we find something criminal,
he'll face charges.

Wilmer Lopez?

Are you wilmer Lopez?

I don't know that name.

We can talk here, or we can go
down to the station house.

What's it gonna be?

King jazz, we need a few
minutes of your time.

It doesn't concern your men, so
if you'd ask them to step aside,

we'd appreciate it--
all respect.

So, what's this about?

You know Tony dekeys?
Yeah, what about him?

We heard there was a dispute
with the Avenue d bloods

over a woman named
Theresa guzman.

That's your girlfriend,
right?

Yeah, but there's no dispute
with the bloods.

One of them didn't hit on
your girl?

There weren't
threats made?
No.

All right, let's go.
We'll talk at our office.

All right.
Dispute's been settled.

Tribute's been paid.

Are you saying there was no
termination order on dekeys?

You saying this guy
got killed?
Yeah.

It didn't come from US.
Tribute was paid.

Where were you this morning
between 8:00 and 9:00?

You're treating me with respect,
so I'll tell you.

This morning at 8:00 I took
my mom to physical therapy.

She's got a bad hip.

Where'd you take her?

To a "y" on 6th.

Can anyone confirm that?

My mom, people at the "y."

You don't know anything about
dekeys getting killed?

Whatever happened
to that blood,

it ain't no business
of the kings.

If we need anything else,
we'll let you know.

Appreciate your time.

No problem.

He's lying.

Charlie slocum?
Yeah?

Detectives Jones and medavoy.
Can we come in?

I'm not skipping school.
I'm just not feeling well.

This isn't about that.

Mind if we come in?
You want to get sick?

There a reason you
don't want US inside?

No. Come on in.

It's Charles, by the way.

All right, Charles.

You know Carla boyanovich?

She's my girlfriend.
Why?

When did you see
Carla last?

Day before yesterday
at school.

You haven't seen or
heard from her since?
No.

She called me that night.

What's going on?
She okay?

You know anything about
her running away?

No. Is that what she did?

Did she say anything on the
phone that seemed off?

She was bitching about her dad,
as usual.

And if she ran away,
I can understand why.

He's a major-league asshole.

So she's not here
with you?
No.

Where are your parents?

A Buddhist retreat in
western Massachusetts.

The maid's here, though,
if you want to talk to her.

So, if we take a look around,

we're not gonna find Carla
hiding in a broom closet?

I swear, I don't know
where she is.

All I know is her dad
should ease up on her.

The situation with you, Carla,
and her dad--

we'd rather not get involved.

But if you're lying,
we're gonna have to.

I'm not lying.

We're gonna take that look
around anyway.

Be my guest.

That was my old boss who worked
at the 7-2 with hatcher.

He said hatcher only worked
there a few months.

Why did he leave?
He didn't say,

and when I asked him what
kind of guy hatcher was,

he said he was fine.

Fine?
What does that mean?

I guess it means
he was fine.

Or you're talking
to a boss

who doesn't want to
bad-mouth another cop,

so he throws out this
marshmallow word like "fine."

Or that. Okay.

Where did this guy work
before the 7-2?

The 5-0.
Do I need to pursue this?

If you have some time.

Ooh! Ooh!

This is the first time
he's ever bitten anyone

other than me or the wife.

I'm fine.
It's not bleeding...Much.

I think I'll wash this out.

They sense fear,

so you got to be real
confident around them,

almost aggressive.

I'll just keep my distance.

It was nothing-- a Nick.

Buzzard should be put down.

He just needs time
to acclimate.

How'd it go?

Lopez says the kings
aren't involved,

but Stan's got a theory.

He's not copping
to nothing yet.

I just wanted to go down there
to feel him out.

We'll check out his alibi and
gear up for round two.

One of the d. O. A.'S
neighbors called in.

She saw the building super
run to his car and take off

right after the shots.

Super's name
is Lonnie Parker.

He's 65, lot of arrests
back in his day.

He did 15 years
for a bank robbery--

finished 3 years ago.

So, we're gonna go looking
for a 65-year-old perp?

We've been looking.
He's in the wind.

Yeah,
he's got a son, Calvin.

Works at a supermarket
on 1st and b.

He's on his way in.

We're gonna stay
on the Latin king angle.

Is that cool?
Absolutely.

Nothing wrong
covering all the bases.

What's up with
the missing girl?

We went through
the apartment.

She wasn't there...

Which doesn't mean this slocum
kid isn't lying.

We got her best friend
coming in.

Sounds good.

Thank you.

Calvin Parker's
on his way up.

Rita...

How'd he do?

Okay.

Okay or good?

Fine-- he did fine.

Fine.

Calvin Parker?
Yeah.

Detectives sipowicz
and Clark.

We just got a few questions
about your dad.

So, what's he done now?

Why do you say that?

You're police.
You should know.

We just want to talk
to him, Calvin.

You, -- you try that
apartment building he works at?

Yeah. He's not there.

Then I can't help you.

When did you hear
from him last?

Five, six months ago.

He said, "maybe we should
get together."

I said,
"maybe we shouldn't."

Haven't heard since.

You can call yourself a dad.

It don't make you a father,
right?

Any brothers
or sisters?
No.

What about your mom?
Tampa.

He wouldn't dare go to her.

All he did was cause her
grief-- broken promises.

That's when he wasn't
in prison.

Is there any place you know of
that we can look for him?

No idea.

So, what'd he do?

There was a shooting.

He might have seen it.

The man is 65 years old

and he's still mixed up
in that bullshit.

We're looking at him as
a possible witness.

-

seeing as you're his
only close relation,

we're just gonna
double-check

that you were at work
this morning.

No, I got it. Ask for frank.
He's my supervisor.

But make sure he don't think
I'm involved in something.

Sure. Just wait here.

Thanks for coming in,
Madison.

Sure.

Now, tell me, how long have
you known Carla boyanovich?

Since she started
at Kendall--

two years ago, I guess.

Why?

It looks like she maybe took
an unscheduled vacation

without telling her dad.
You know anything about it?

No.

What kind of a girl is she?

Kind of innocent because
her dad's so overprotective.

Maybe she's self-conscious
because her family

doesn't have as much money
as the other students'.

As much money as Charles
slocum's family, for example?

I guess.

Have you spoken
with Carla today?
Nope.

When did you see her last?

At school two days ago.

Did she say anything
about going away

or trouble at home?

No.

No.

Is something on your mind,
Madison?

You think Carla's okay,
right?

Well, at this point,
we don't know anything.

Why do you ask?

If you thought something was
wrong, you'd say so, right?

The only way we can do that is
if we have all the information.

If you know anything,
you should tell US.

About two weeks ago,
Carla told me she was pregnant.

Is Charles the father?

Yeah.
She's pretty freaked out.

Is she afraid to tell
her father?
Yeah, and Charles.

Why is she afraid
of Charles?

Because she isn't gonna have
an abortion.

She thought that might
scare him away.

I told her Charles is a good guy
and that she should tell him.

I guess she did,
because the next time I asked,

she said they were
working it out.

And that's the last time
you talked to her?

No, I got a call from her
two nights ago.

She said she was gonna see
Charles

and everything was fine.

She told me she loved me,
which was kind of weird.

Did she say where she was going
or what they were going to do?

No.

You swear you won't tell
anyone this

unless you absolutely
have to?

You're doing a good thing.

It doesn't feel like it.

All right. Thanks a lot.

Calvin was at work all day.

You think he's telling
the truth

about not knowing
where the dad is?

We believe him and the dad
are on the outs.

Where you guys at with
the Latin king?

The "y" confirmed that Lopez
dropped off his mother.

Still, Lopez has at least
50 gangbangers under him.

He easily could have pushed
a button.

I like the super,

and the fact that we can't put
our hands on him

only reinforces it.

Let's put an alarm out
on him and his car.

I'll put word out we want him
brought in

as a potential witness,
but I don't want a big fuss.

We'll kick the son.

We're not gonna double up
on this guy first?

What does that mean?

We always let
a fresh face

go in on the
second interview

if the first team
came up empty

or the guy's reluctant.

We didn't come up empty,
Stan.

Don't take me wrong.

That's the way I'm used
to playing it,

and it's never hurt.

What happened
to the Latin king angle

you were so big on?

Well, all I want
is the shooter,

whoever it is, right?

Hit it.

Right on.

And, listen,
it goes both ways.

If you ever want to reinterview
one of my guys,

jump on in.

Sounds good.

Let's go see what he's got.

How's it going, man?

Stan hatcher.

Can I get back to work now?

Just hear me out first,
all right?

Okay.

My dad and me, we don't speak--
not since I was 16.

He's got his thing,
I've got mine,

and that's just the way
it is.

I hear you.

Still, a couple of phone calls,
I'd know where to find him.

I don't even know what
the hell is going on.

We're still trying
to put it together.

Basically,
a blood got shot up,

we think by some Latin kings--
big fight over this ho.

What the hell is he
telling him that for?

This is about
a gang shooting?

We're pretty confident.

My dad ain't no gangbanger.
That much I know.

We know he was there,
though.

We figure he saw it go down
and got scared.

All we want to do
is talk to him.

Okay.

A guy like your dad--
he knows people, right?

I guess.
He's in trouble.

There's gotta be somebody he's
gonna reach out to, right?

There might be.

I'm thinking you might know
a couple of names,

keeping in mind that the kings
are probably looking for him,

and ain't nobody gonna like
what they do

when they catch up to him.

I really don't want to get back
into dealing with him.

You have to.

And then you'll be done
with it.

I might know
one or two guys.

I could get in touch
with them.

I'll tell them
what you said.

I mean, I'll try.

All we can ask.

Got a little lucky,
I guess.

Are you sure you don't want
to just hand him the case file

before he gets out the door?

He had to know we aren't
looking at his dad

or he wasn't gonna say
anything.

But we are looking
at his dad.

I thought the job was
to get the old man in.

Once he is,
we go at him, right?

Are we not closer than we were
10 minutes ago?

Don't look at me.

Letting him in there
was your idea.

Tell US where Carla is,
you can walk out of here,

we'll forget
this whole thing.

I told you, I don't know.

But you knew she was pregnant
with your kid.

Who told you that?

We're checking your home phone
and your cell right now.

If you've had any contact
with Carla, we will know.

We know that Carla doesn't want
to have an abortion,

so if you've put her up
somewhere

to try and talk her into one

or if you took her someplace
to have one,

we won't judge that.
No! No!

It's a big thing when your girl
gets pregnant.

All sorts of stuff
can go through your head

and cloud your judgment.

I didn't want Carla
to have an abortion.

Then where is she?

Because whatever's going
on here,

Carla's gotta go home--
period.

We haven't brought up
criminal charges,

but if you keep
stonewalling US,

we can talk about kidnapping,
statutory rape,

obstruction of justice.

You don't understand.

It was nothing like that.

What was nothing like that?

I'm gonna get pissed here
in about two seconds.

We wanted to do something
beautiful,

but I couldn't do it.

Do what?

We-- we had-- had--
had a pact.

We-- we talked it over,
and...We made a pact.

What kind of pact?

If Carla had the baby,

her father would never let US
be together,

and we couldn't get rid
of the baby,

so we made a pact.

Charles, is Carla okay?

She wanted to go first.

She said she couldn't
watch me.

But when I reached for
the gun...

...i-- I couldn't do it.

Where is she?

A building on 3rd.

Let's go.

So...

Carla wanted
to go first.
Yeah.

She put the gun to her head,
and she pulled the trigger.

Yeah.

Then what happened?

I picked up the gun,

but I saw her lying there
with...

Blood pouring out
of her head,

and I just ran away.

So you didn't fire the gun
after she did?

No.

I put it on the floor
and just...Ran off.

We got a big problem,
Charles.

We just talked
to crime scene,

and they found two shell casings
and two slugs,

and they both came from
that Mac-10.

That's not possible.

Carla shooting herself twice
is impossible, yeah,

which leads
to another scenario.

No, it's a mistake.
She was pregnant.

She wouldn't get
an abortion,

you argued with her,
she wouldn't listen--

no, I didn't argue
about--
you killed her,

and then you staged this
"Romeo and Juliet" scene

with the flowers and
the candles.

I wouldn't shoot her.
I couldn't!

We're talking first-degree
murder now.

That's the death penalty.

Tell the truth, and maybe
you can save your life.

Carla and I talked
about this for days.

We discussed it.
We planned.

We wrote e-mails.
Check my laptop...And hers.

You'll see.

We still aren't hearing
an explanation

for the two bullets.

I don't have one.

Maybe somebody else came by
afterwards and...

Fired the gun.

Charles, that's pathetic.

Be a man
and admit what you did.

She pulled the trigger
and collapsed.

I picked the gun up,
then set it down and ran.

That's what happened,
I swear to god!

What did they say?

She said she didn't know
hatcher that well.

But she worked with him?

Yeah, as far as that goes,
she said he was--

she used the word "fine."

See? See?

No, I don't, actually.

Nobody wants to talk
about this guy.

Or he's just been flying
under the radar.

No way.
When you get a guy

that worked a few months here,
a few months there,

there's a reason he's always
getting the boot,

because a good detective--

his boss makes sure
he stays put.

Where's Ortiz and Stan?

Re-canvassing.

He's sticking to his story.

We're gonna get taru to pull
e-mails off their computers.

You said the girl used
a Mac-10?

Where do two
private-school kids

get ahold of a Cannon
like that?

Where do they get coke and limos
and pounds of weed?

This slocum kid's got money.

Irvin: 15th squad.

A.t.f. Is trying to trace
the gun.

Uniform just picked up
Lonnie Parker

for taking a red light.

They're bringing him in.
All right.

Just do me a favor.

I'm not calling anybody else
on hatcher.

You hear that? That's me.
That's my laugh.

Keep the door closed
or the beak gets taped.

The 15th.

Place looks exactly
like it was in '71.

Yeah.

'Cause I tell you,
I went to this barbershop

I used to go to over on
3rd Avenue.

The whole damn block
is designer shoes now.

It's nice to know some things
haven't changed.

We had a hard time finding you
today, Lonnie.

Yeah.
Sometimes I just check out.

That's still legal, right?

Well, that all depends

on what you were doing
before you checked out.

I did some chores--
got a call around 8:00 a. M.,

headed up to the Bronx
to pick up some pvc.

This guy on glenhill road
gives me a price.

You see anything before
you got in your car?

No.

You know Tony dekeys?

Sure, he's a tenant.

You got a problem with him?

He's new, so not too much.

I got no beef with him,
if that's what you mean.

Did you see him
this morning?

I don't believe I did.

Lonnie, you got six years of
parole to get through, right?

Now, why are you asking
about that?

Because I don't buy a word
you're saying to US,

and until you start telling
the truth,

I'm gonna spend my time

thinking of how to violate
your parole.

It's up to you.

See, we know you made a run
for your car this morning.

Want to tell US why?

I can't get involved.

You already are.

In my day,
there was a beef,

you handled it with fists
or a knife maybe.

But young cats today--
they got no mercy.

So, what was this beef
you had with dekeys?

I didn't have none.

But, apparently, he had a beef
with someone else.

You see where I'm going?

Well, we'll keep you
out of it if we can

and we'll protect you
if we can't.

I don't want to get mixed up
with these kids.

Lonnie, we can lock you up right
now as a material witness.

That make you feel
any better?

You'll give me protection?

If it's warranted,
absolutely.

I come out of my building,
saw Tony in his car,

and these two Spanish kids
walk up to him.

Not a word-- nothing.

I hightailed it
out of there.

You recognize
the two Spanish guys?

Don't know their names.
I've seen them.

They're Latin kings.

I figured it was some
gang thing.

Everybody knows Tony
was a blood.

We'll need you
to stick around--

show you some photos.

Yeah, all right.

You speak to your son
recently, Lonnie?

Calvin?

Haven't heard from him
in months.

Why? Is he okay?

Yeah.

Hey.

He says it was
two Latin kings.

Doesn't know their names,

but he's gonna look
at some mug shots.

We're gonna get him up
to anticrime.

We'll go get wilmer Lopez.

We'll be back.

He's enthusiastic.

Let's dump Calvin's phones.

I want to know
if his dad called him.

Check on any pay phones around
the supermarket, too.

What's up?

I just talked to ballistics
on your suicide.

The Mac-10 that you found
at the scene--

it was modified
for automatic fire.

They're saying one trigger pull
could have fired two bullets.

So, maybe she did
shoot herself.

Also, I ran the gun
through a. T. F.

They said the gun was from
a shipment

that was stolen out
of Providence.

They picked up the gun dealer
a few months back.

Is there a connection?

Peter slocum was arrested
in Providence

for dealing meth out of his
dorm room two years ago,

so Providence p. D. Is gonna
take the brother's photo,

show it to the gun dealer,
see if he picks it out.

Well, let US know when
they get back to you.

We're still working with taru
on getting the e-mails.

Okay.

Hey, this ain't right.
I didn't do nothing.

We don't appreciate being
lied to, wilmer.

Turns out dekeys was killed
by some Latin kings.

That's not true.
We have a witness.

Ask anybody. Ask the bloods.
Ask Theresa.

We settled it,
just like I told you.

Then maybe you had some other
beef with him.

Look, we settle something,
it's settled.

Did you talk
to the "y"?
Yeah.

They told you I was there,
didn't they?

Wilmer, we're not saying
you pulled the trigger,

but we believe you know
who did.

This wasn't the kings.
We got honor.

We don't take action
without good cause,

and if it was a murder
involving the kings,

then it went down freelance.

Will you listen
to how this guy

talks about
his greaser thugs?

Wilmer,
you're so full of crap.

It's no wonder your skin
is brown.

Start talking English,
asshole!

I know you did this,

and we're staying right here
till you admit it.

We're gonna give you
a minute,

and when we come back in here,
we want the real story.

I already told it to you.

Don't do that again.

I didn't mean anything by
the "brown skin" comment.

I'm talking about
smacking a guy in cuffs.

Sometimes it gets physical
in the room, Rita.

Not when a guy's in cuffs.
I don't work that way.

Okay.
Let's go uncuff him, then.

Would that make you happy?

Do something like that again,
you're done working with me.

Now, this interview's over
for you.

Go get some fresh air.

"The place we're going
is a garden,

"green and filled with life.

"The path is hard,
but once there,

me and the baby will be
entombed in bliss forever."

You trying to woo me there,
missy?

Actually, it's an e-mail

from Charles slocum
to the d. O. A. Girl.

Okay.

It's hard being a teen.

Yeah, so far, most of the
e-mails are from Charles.

He wrote her about five times
as many messages as Carla.

It looks like they were both
thinking about suicide,

but he was thinking about it
a whole lot more.

Taru pulled that off
their computers?
Yeah.

How'd it go?

Lopez still says
it's not the kings.

I'm starting to believe him.

Where's hatcher?
I don't know.

How was he in the room?
And don't say "fine."

He's got a different style,
but we'll work it out.

-

see? See?

See what?

He's got her throwing out
marshmallows, too.

This guy's a problem.

Andy, phone dumps came in.

A bunch of calls between Calvin
and his dad's cell.

The first was 15 minutes after
the shooting.

How about after we talked
to Calvin?

Yeah, calls back
and forth then, too.

Who do we go at first--
the son?

Yeah, definitely.

Hey. Here's a few more e-mails
off those computers.

Thank you.

Hey. You're from taru?
Yeah.

Come walk with me here.

Check this out-- e-mail
receipt for Charles slocum.

The dealer in Providence

confirmed he sold the Mac-10
to slocum's brother.

We got a lot to talk about
with Charles.

You a music fan, Charles?

I don't understand.

Are you one of those guys

that hears about
a hot concert

and rushes out
to get tickets?

What does this have to do
with anything?

We found this receipt
on your computer--

two tickets to a concert at
the beacon next month,

bought three days ago.
So?

So if you were going to commit
suicide the next day,

why are you buying tickets for
a concert a month from now?

I was gonna give them
to a friend.

This e-mail says that the
tickets won't arrive

until two days from now,

so how were you planning on
giving them to your friend

if you were dead?

You know, maybe I wasn't
thinking so clearly.

Or you were never gonna
kill yourself.

Carla told you she was pregnant
but wouldn't have an abortion,

and you weren't up for that,
so you sold her on this pact,

and she bought it.

All I did was fail
to commit suicide,

which is not a crime.

To prove otherwise,

you'd have to know what
was inside my head.

This tells US.

I was upset.
I didn't know what I was doing.

It doesn't prove a thing.

We can prove how you got that
gun from your brother.

All I did was borrow it
from him.

That's transporting a gun across
state lines to commit a crime.

That's a federal offense--

get you a mandatory minimum
of 10 years.

And that's not including
what you can get

for assisting a suicide.

If you want any consideration,
this is your last chance.

Okay, look...

Honestly, I was 50/50
going into it.

Half of you knew that you'd
make it to the concert.

Yeah, but half of me really
wanted to end it all,

get away
from this whole mess.

But you let your girlfriend
think you were 100% behind it.

My girlfriend?

She got pregnant to go after
my family's money.

She told you this?
No, but come on.

You're gonna do every day
of those 10 years, Charles.

I'm gonna see to it.

I haven't heard from my dad,
if that's why I'm here.

You got a family--
wife, kids?
Yeah.

And you're independently
wealthy, right,

so when you go to jail,
that won't be a hiccup

as far as their lifestyle's
concerned?

What the hell are you
talking about?

You lied to US, Calvin.
We checked your cell phone.

We know you've been talking
to your dad today.

Okay, maybe I did,
but what's the crime?

Obstruction of justice,
accessory after the fact,

a couple of other fancy
legal terms

that you'll be able
to contemplate

during your five years
in jail.

Five years?
I didn't do anything.

Then what were the
phone calls about?

Okay.

First time, he called.

He said
that he was in trouble.

I said to turn himself in.

He said that he would die
in prison if he did.

After you talked to US,
what did you tell your dad?

Five years, Calvin--
no joke.

Did you tell him to play up
the witness angle?

Yeah.

And that other detective

said that it might be
Latin kings involved,

so I told my dad he might want
to use that, too.

You involved in this,
Calvin?

No. No.

I'd never kill someone.

I'm not like my dad.

Then why you been lying?

He's a screw-up,
and I hate him for it,

but he's my dad.

I can't just turn my back
on him.

Get in.

I'm under arrest?

You're staying here until
we talk to your dad.

Am I looking at pictures
or a lineup?

What's he done?

Lied to US all day trying
to cover your ass--

admitted that he gave you
the Latin king alibi.

Which is enough
to put him away.

That wasn't no alibi.
Those Spanish kids shot Tony.

Lonnie, that's your son
in there.

You haven't burned him enough
in your lifetime,

now you're gonna put him
in jail?

Or is he more involved
than he's saying,

'cause right now he's taking
the ride.

Okay, then.
Let's go.

In the joint,
in order to survive,

there are certain things
you can't let slide.

People can talk
all they want,

cut in line,
hog the phone,

but they violate
your personal space,

you gotta react.

Your life ain't worth living
if you don't.

What did dekeys do to you?

He was a prick
from day one--

loud music,
leaving trash in the hall,

smoking weed on the stoop
with families walking in.

I talked to him
about all that,

but I kept it civil.

This morning,
taking out the garbage,

I forgot to lock my door.

I get back, and someone's
pissed on my bed.

I walk out in the hall,
and Tony is smiling at me.

I can't let that slide.

Where'd you get the gun?

I kept one for protection,

so I grabbed it,
went looking for Tony.

He was in his car.

Made sure he saw me,

and then I shot that
son of a bitch

till I knew he was dead.

You're letting my boy go,
right?

Yeah.

No way.

She had an s. A. T. Prep course
she was taking.

She was going to music camp
this summer,

to see the ballet
next month,

which she was really
looking forward to.

There is no way
that she killed herself.

We're very sorry, but it looks
like that's the case.

How do you know he didn't get
my little girl up there

and put a bullet in her himself
and make it look like suicide?

The e-mails we told you about

showed your daughter
was preparing for this.

This little prick
has you conned.

He set this whole thing up.

And he's gonna face charges.

For a gun violation?

This guy should be going away
for murder.

There's what we think happened
and what we can prove,

and, unfortunately,
all we can prove

is the gun violation and
assisting a suicide.

But you have my word that
that'll stick,

and I will stay with the case
every step of the way.

While his rich family lawyer
sweeps it under the rug?

Charles slocum
will do 10 years.

I should have protected her
from him.

I should have done more
to keep her safe.

She was 15 years old.

At that point, they're making
their own decisions.

Or did I protect her
too much

so she wasn't prepared
for a guy like this?

You loved her,
and you provided for her.

That's all any parent can do.

Heard you collared up.

Yeah.

Congrats on that.

Hey, asking around
before I got here,

I was told you're the man,

so I'm coming to you
if you got a second.

What's your question?

Ortiz--
she's stand-up, right?

'Cause we had a little
miscommunication earlier.

I don't know if she
told you anything.

She didn't.

Is the book on her like she's
overly sensitive, or--

no.

Good.
That's what I figured.

I may have gotten a little
too enthusiastic in the room.

You know how it is.

Yeah, well, either way,

Ortiz didn't say anything
to me about it.

So, word I got
was that the perp

snapped over some
prison flashback?

We burned half our day
on account of you

telling his son about your
Latin king theory,

which he passed on to his dad
as an alibi.

I just wanted
to get the dad in.

Didn't we cover this
already?

You need to lay back and
see how this squad works,

and that was the last
double-up interview

you're gonna do
on one of my cases.

Fine.

No sweat.

I'd like to fit in with
the team here,

so how 'bout tomorrow
we make a fresh start?

Cool?

Sure.

Heard a lot of good things
about you.

I know I can learn a lot.

Good night.

Hatcher found you?

Tomorrow he starts fresh.

Well, Connie's got
some news on him.

Yeah?
Nothing big.

A friend at the 2-3
told me hatcher's uncle

is the chief of personnel.

So, every time he screws up,

he just gets bounced
to a new command.

Gibson got to be c. O. Here

'cause he's a golf buddy with
the chief of personnel, right?

Yeah.

Do I need to stay here

and make sure you don't
pounce on him?

I'm fine.

All right.

Well, if anyone needs me
over the next few months,

I'll be at home
with my feet up.

All right.

If his cooking gets old,
I'll just rush over takeout.

Okay, good to know.

I'm gonna leave
in a little bit.

Great work, guys.
Top shelf.

So, you and the chief
of personnel

are buddies, right, Gibson?

We're friendly.

Chief of personnel,
who's hatcher's uncle?

Where are you going
with this, Andy?

You getting promoted to c. O.
Of a squad,

which was quite a jump,
Gibson--

did that come with the condition
of taking on hatcher,

who's been tossed out of every
other squad in this city?

We were gonna be short a man.
Stan was available.

Was it a nice thing to do
for a friend? Sure.

Do you not have friends?
Do you not do nice things?

That's fine,
but if the day comes

when he needs to get tossed
out of here,

you better have the spine.

I got spine all day long,
Andy.

Don't question that.

Then we're square.

Good.
Good.

Good night.
Good night.

Help you?
Yeah, I'm here
to see him.

He here with your
rabies shot, Andy?

Good night, Gibson.
See you, sarge.

He cool?
He's cool.

This never happened,
and we never met, right?

I owe you one.
Any time.

Man, you are going
to hell for this.

It's always been my hope
god's got a sense of humor.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Deep, deep into hell.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.