All language subtitles for 2x12 - Disco Bob

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Sir, I'm gonna respectfully
decline Intelligence.

Wasn't the answer
I expected.

(Burgess)
My partner and I,

we went through something
with that shooting.

I'm not gonna leave him until
we can both put it behind us.

I should have been there
to cover you at that house.

You can't carry around
this guilt anymore, okay?

You know, we no longer
work together,

so a lot of the old rules
and regulations,

they don't apply anymore.

I need to rehydrate.

That mean you're done?

No.

No, no, no, no.

Just...

in between rounds.

Hmm.

I need to
tell you something.

You're married?

Not quite.

There's a...

there's a lieutenant
in the Zapata cartel

who's agreed to intro

an undercover
into the organization.

Lang wants us
down there ASAP.

Where's "down there"?

La Paz, Bolivia.

We--we roll out tomorrow.

I'm really happy for you.

I still have 24 hours

if you want to try and make
the most of it.

[cell phone buzzing]

[cell phone trilling]

We just caught
a crime scene.

[siren wailing]

(Bob)
Neighbor heard gunshots.

Called it in.

So were you
the responding officer?

I was.

All right, Bob, thanks.

Oh, hey,
your kid's doing great.

Hey, what's up, Pops?

Hey, they brought
in the big gun.

I thought you switched
to days?

Oh, I've been back on midnights
for a few months now.

The city's prettier
at night.

I should get in there.

Yeah, me too, right?

Yeah, of course.

Lucy Denton, the mom.

Daughter's name is Shelby.

Lucy knew somebody
at the Mayor's office,

which is why you guys
got called in, I guess.

Husband live here?

Yeah, Wes Denton,
husband and father.

Don't know where he is,
doesn't answer his phone,

and there's
an eight-year-old son, Jordan.

Don't know where he is.

Silva from Homicide
said they found casings

from a Smith & Wesson.

Same caliber registered
to Wes Denton.

We found an open gun case open
in the master closet.

Gun was gone.

(Atwater)
Motion detectors
and window sensors...

This is top-of-the-line
security system.

Do you know if
the alarm was set?

Technician tells me it is.

So whoever entered
had access to code.

Or they forced someone
to enter it.

Yeah, or that.

Hey, you get a ping
on the father's phone or GPS?

Got a location?

I'm just the responding officer.

So that's a no?

Wow.

They don't call it Intelligence
for nothing, huh?

Pops, come here.

- What?
- What the hell was that?

I know when I'm being
condescended to.

What are you talking about?
That's just how he is.

He asked you
a question, Dad.

He's also my sergeant.

Intelligence is
my team, you know?

The only person I heard
being condescending was you.

(Atwater)
Yo, I got something.

Yeah, what is it?

- We got blood on the floor.
- Hmm.

(Atwater)
And we got this.

How old did they say
the boy was?

Eight.

Patrol's got eyes on
the dad's car.

All right, go tell everyone
the boy is injured,

so we gotta move.

That's it.

Assume Denton's armed,
but remember,

we might have a kid in there.

Copy.

Clear.

Hold up.

All right, hit it.

You leaving town?

(Wes)
Hey, what are you guys doing?

Wes Denton?

Yeah.

Where's your son?

What?

What? Wh--Home. Why?
What's happened?

What's going on?

.

Anyone in your wife's life
or your life

that you were having
problems with?

That would do this?
No.

You own a Smith & Wesson,
correct?

- That's right, I do.
- So where is it?

- At the house.
- It's not at the house.

Well, then,
I don't know where it is.

Maybe, you know--maybe
whoever did this to my family,

maybe they took it.

Wes, where's
your son, Jordan?

I already told you.
I don't know.

Why did you have
all those clothes in the car?

Where were you headed?

Do I need a lawyer?

(Dawson)
Why would you
need a lawyer, Wes,

if you haven't done
anything wrong?

Because I feel like
you're pushing me

in a direction
that is unthinkable and untrue.

Why all the clothes?

I was coming home from work
in Fort Wayne.

According to your neighbors,
you're some big shot

at Hewlett-Packard here
in Chicago.

I was laid off a year ago,

and I've been picking up
freelance IT work

installing server systems
at night.

Why was your phone off
all day?

My battery was dead.

I forgot my charger.

It's a three-hour drive home.

Where's your son?

I don't know.

I don't know!

Why don't I start asking you
that question?

Or you!

Isn't that your job,
or do you just sit around

accusing innocent people
of slaughtering their families?

(Roman)
This is Jordan Denton,
the missing boy.

Intelligence found his bloody
prints in the back of the house,

which means he may have escaped.

Let's canvass
the neighborhood.

If Jordan's out there,
odds are he's hurt and alone.

It's on us to find him.

You ready?

Yeah, I'm thinking
you can take Altgeld.

I'll take Montana.

How about we do them
together?

Sean, I'm good.

That works too.

Who's that?

Your group supervisor.

Erin Lindsay.

Jim Anderoff.

You're the number two here?

I am.

Where's Lang?

Oh, so you didn't hear.

Well, it turns out
we're not the only ones

looking into
the Zapata Cartel.

The FBI has been building a case
against them longer than us,

so he got pulled to Washington,

I guess to hash it out
with his bosses.

And no one told me?

I just did.

All right, folks,
Renzo Zapata.

He is your reason for living.

[phone trills]
Rivers, what's up?

All yours.

Zapata has a compound
just outside of La Paz,

100 acres--

Rivers at DEA is pitching
a bitch about NADIS checks.

He wants to run everyone again
before we leave.

[scoffs]

Okay, fine.
We'll push the flight,

so he can untwist his panties.

But we're going in
one way or the other,

so keep your phones on.

Hey, you want to catch
a bite later?

I'd love to pick your brain
more about Renzo.

I have a lot of things
to take care of before we leave.

Let's do that
on the flight.

Sure, no sweat.

Any news on the missing boy?

Got every available unit
out searching.

Wes Denton tested negative
for gunshot residue.

Doesn't mean
he's not behind this.

I don't know; marriages go south
and everything,

but killing your own kids?

There are some things
in this job, Ruzek,

hopefully you'll never
understand.

Turns out Lucy Denton
was an investigative journalist

for The Chicago Source.

Her job was
to antagonize people.

Me and Al
are gonna head down there.

Sounds good.

Kick Denton?

Yeah.

Hey, Sarge, you got a minute?

You gonna ask about your dad?

Yeah.

(Voight) Then no,
I don't have a minute.

We've got
an eight-year-old kid missing.

All right.

(Jim)
Her office is this way.

Lucy went after anyone:
big, small.

If there was a good story,
it didn't matter.

(Dawson)
Anyone ever threaten her?

You should see some of
the letters that she got,

some of the things that subjects
said they'd do to her.

So yeah,
there were threats.

Well, we need to see
every letter and email.

I can pull some of them up
for you right now.

(Olinsky)
Oh, you know her password.

Lucy and I were close.

How close?

I was here all night prepping
Thursday's issue, Detective.

You want to talk to my staff?

Hey, no offense,
but The Chicago Source

is not exactly
the Sun-Times.

Lucy loved what she did
no matter who she worked for.

Writing for papers
is a dying industry.

Everyone's just trying to pay
their bills at this point.

She ever talk about her husband,
life at home?

Lucy exposed other people's
lives, never her own.

Holy crap.

Disco Bob is in the house.

Good to see you, Trudy.

What the hell got you out of
the comfy confines of the 26th?

Did you lose a bet
or something?

I'm here to see Voight.

Okay, come on.
I'll buzz you up.

No,
he can come down here.

Okay.

(Platt)
Nadia, send Voight down.

He's got a visitor.
Thanks.

- Hey.
- How you doing?

Done well for yourself,
Hank.

I thought when you got locked up

that would be
the end of it, but...

You need something, Bob?

Yeah,
last night at the crime scene,

I noticed this guy,
a bystander.

I cruised back by
the Denton house this morning,

and he's still leaning
on the tape.

- Hmm.
- I know that killers

sometimes like to visit
their own crime scenes,

so I went up to him,
got his name.

Alexander Gage.

All right,
we'll look into it.

- Thanks.
- Hey.

I never weighed in about you and
Adam when he got assigned here.

I figured it was short-term,
but...

looks like it might stick,
huh?

So far so good.

All right.

Well, then I'm gonna say this
to your face:

you send him down a bad road,

and I'm gonna meet you
behind District

and break your jaw.

I think we both know
what's going on here, Bob.

And I want you to know
I have said one word to Adam

about Terrino's.

You heard what I said.

(Atwater)
Alexander Gage, Chicago PD!

Clear.

(Halstead)
Clear.

Whoa.

[camera clicking]

[keyboard clacking]

This dude was stalking her,
man.

Call the tac team and get them
to sit on this apartment.

- Copy that.
- Hold on.

(Halstead)
Alexander Gage?

Stop!

Chicago PD!

(Halstead)
Damn it.

Jay!

(Atwater)
Jay!

I didn't kill them.

Yo, Kevin,
you can set him down now.

Look, people think their words
don't have any power,

but hers did.
She ruined me.

Keep your hands on the chair.

I had a business.
I had a family.

I had workers.

You know what they do to them,
'cause they're all illegals?

Tell me.

I do time,
they get sent back to Mexico,

all because she want to be
Susie Reporter

for some paper
nobody reads anymore.

So you're gonna follow her?

You're gonna wait
for the perfect moment

and make her pay?

The bitch was cheating
on her husband,

and I wanted to expose her.

Get him up.
Let's go.

.

The guy was definitely stalking
Lucy Denton,

but he wanted to humiliate her.
He wanted her alive to do that.

That's what he's claiming,
anyway.

Yeah, we're tracking down
another person of interest,

some ambulance chaser that Lucy
was probably sleeping with.

Look, you think there's
something to this lawyer angle,

run it down,
but Gage stays in custody.

(Trudy)
Her palm scanner didn't work,

red-faced,
big-time.

I had to buzz her up.

(Lindsay)
Thank you again, Sergeant.

[laughter]

I know.

I'm like the loser
that graduates from high school

and then hangs around
in the parking lot all the time,

'cause I have nothing better
to do.

They treating you all right
over there?

Absolutely.

Anything changes,
you'll let me know, right?

You care.

Yeah.

[laughs]

(Halstead)
Hey.

You guys got a good one
going here?

Yeah, we'll see.

When--
when are you heading out?

My flight got pushed a day.

How long you gonna be
down there?

Six months...
give or take.

We could roll out at
any time.

Hey, man.

Atwater got an address
for that lawyer.

I'll be right there.

Take care of yourself
down there, all right?

Jay, I don't have
a crystal ball. Do you?

Can we just agree
that we don't know what happens

down the road?
And maybe we keep an open mind.

Deal.

Lucy did a piece
on insurance scams.

She interviewed me;
we stayed in touch.

I was helping her file
Chapter 11.

What does a P.I. attorney know
about filing for bankruptcy?

Lucy couldn't afford
the basic 2 grand fee

at a typical
bankruptcy firm.

I was doing it as a friend.

How did she pay you?

Not how you're implying.

Believe me.
They were broke.

I felt sorry for her.

I stopped by a few times

and helped her fill out
the paperwork.

Always when her husband
was out?

She didn't want him to know
about the bankruptcy.

They'd sold off everything
of value.

They were trying to get out
from under the house...

These were desperate people.

Are we talking
a quiet desperation,

or were they locking horns?

There was some arguing
going on there, yeah.

Enough for Wes to kill Lucy?

I've heard of crazier things.

But to kill
your daughter too?

(Burgess)
You know, we could cover
more ground if we split up.

Two sets of eyes
are better than one, right?

I got this.

It's--it's like riding a bike.

Hi, I'm Officer Burgess.

This is Officer Roman.
We're here about--

Shelby.

Yeah,
do you know Shelby Denton?

We used to be best friends.

We did cheer together.

Then she transferred
to public school this year,

so we didn't see each other
so much.

It seems her younger brother,
Jordan, is missing.

Anything you could tell us
would be helpful.

Have you talked
to Owen yet?

Owen?

(Megan)
Her boyfriend--or ex-boyfriend.

You never knew with them.

This Owen got a last name?

Reese.
Owen Reese.

Kid's been holed up in his room
since he heard the news.

Sad.

Only met Shelby a few times.

She seemed like
a sweet girl.

Owen,
the police want to talk.

Hey, Mr. Reese,
where was your son last night?

In his room.

Got caught drinking
two weeks ago.

He's been grounded
ever since.

I even took
his car keys.

(Roman)
Hey, Owen.

We're looking
for Jordan Denton.

He's alive?
We're hoping.

But with every minute,
the chances decrease.

We know you were over there
a lot.

How well do you know him?

He's a good kid,
looked up to me.

I mean, sometimes he'd...

Sometimes he'd what?

Tell them.

You've got to understand.

Shelby hated being home.

Her parents
were always fighting.

Shelby and me, we had this spot
we used to go to,

this foreclosed house
a couple blocks from hers,

to get away.

Jordan followed us in there
a few times.

Give us the address.

Police.
Anyone down here?

(Jordan)
[coughs]

Over there.

Jordan!

(Burgess)
Oh, my God.

2113 Squad emergency.

You got him?

Inform Chicago Med
we are en route

with a tender-age male,
gunshot wound to the shoulder.

.

All right.
Thanks, Roman.

(Halstead)
Okay, so Jordan's alive,

but he's critical
and heading into surgery now.

(Ruzek)
All right,
we like the dad for this.

I just got off the phone
with Dentons' bank.

Got $800 in savings.
Credit cards are maxed out.

They're on their second
mortgage.

(Atwater)
Both Wes and Lucy Denton have
$500,000 life insurance policies

taken out when they were flush.

Wes' lapsed.
Kept the premium paid on Lucy's.

And with double indemnity,

Wes Denton is gonna get
paid out $1 million.

Look, I hate to ruin
the party here,

but I cross-referenced
all the subscribers

and mudd and tolls
on Wes' phone.

Nothing stood out.

Tech lab checked all
the searches and the activity

on the home computer,
nothing.

So if he hired someone
to kill his wife,

he was careful.

So he was careful.

We got financial motive
for the husband.

We need to bring him in.

Well, he ain't coming in
voluntarily again.

I'll tell you that much.

(Olinsky)
If Wes hears we found his kid

and he might get ID'd,
he'll bolt.

(Dawson)
Plus, to me,
he looks like one of those guys

whose mouth starts moving
when they feel the bracelets

slapped on their wrists.

Let's hit it.

Let's go.

(Roman)
Hey, Al.

What's the deal with Voight
and my dad?

I'm not looking
for a fairy tale.

I just...

Oh, man,
that was a long time ago.

15 years?

A bunch of us were at
a retirement party

for this guy,
Eddie Terrino.

Voight was knee-deep
in the Gang Unit at that time.

Your dad had a couple
of cocktails in him,

and he starts making
some comments

about Voight being dirty.

So now everyone was trying to,
you know,

calm him down,
but your dad kept right it,

really kept at it.

So, Voight, he had
a couple cocktails in him.

He gets up,
and he calls your dad a dog cop.

Huh.

You know, kid,
there are cops

who want to be the first
through that door,

and there are cops who want
to keep traffic flowing.

Everybody chips in different.

Now, if your old man
wants to clock in and clock out

on a decent beat,
I got zero problem with that.

So that whole evening
at Terrino's was...

regrettable.

(Wes)
Guys, we're asking you
to please,

please come back here or call in
if you find anything,

no matter how small it is,

that might indicate
what direction he went in.

(Roman)
Mr. Denton, we've got to ask you
a few more questions.

(Olinsky)
And it might be better
if we conduct this privately.

Yeah, I'm leading a search
for my son.

We can see that.

(Wes)
So if you have something to ask,
either grab a flashlight

and a flyer and find my boy,
but do not come here

and waste my time
when I have none left.

Sir, please.

All right, let's back it up.

Do you see what he's doing?

Do you guys see this?

(Bob) Hey, what the hell
is going on here?

(Roman)
Dad, walk away.
All right, we got this.

Do you?

What about that guy
I gave Voight?

I said we got it.

If we need any more
of your help, we'll call you.

All right?

They got the dad
downstairs in the cage.

You give him anything
on the ride over?

Not a word.

Any word on the boy?

Still in surgery.

Money makes people do
crazy things.

Not enough or too much--
it doesn't seem to matter.

What does that have to do
with anything?

Forget to mention
when we spoke before

you and your wife
were about to go broke?

It's immaterial.

No, that's motive.

See, you have a need to be seen
a certain way: successful.

That's why you killed Lucy.

You found out
she filed for bankruptcy.

No, no.
None of this is true.

You were out of runway,

so you figure you'd cash in
on her life insurance policy,

the one you're
making payments on

when you can barely
afford groceries.

Lucy must have been
paying those premiums.

Besides which, none of this
makes me a murderer.

Do yourself a favor.

Tell me how you
set this thing up

and the state's attorney
will thank you

by giving you a life sentence
with possibility.

I didn't do this!

I was trying to hold
my family together.

Guess what?
We found your son--

half-conscious,
bullet in his shoulder,

clinging to life.

He's in surgery now.

I-I have to see him.

Not yet.

Please, you can't keep me
from my boy.

I got a court order
keeps you from seeing him.

He needs his father.

What's he gonna tell us

if he makes it through
this surgery, hmm?

This is your last chance
to get out in front of this.

What happened?

I want to see my lawyer.

.

(Halstead)
Before they went bust, they
donated to a lot of charities.

They were on the board
of directors at the O.G. Grill.

It's a catering company
up on the north side

that hires ex-cons.

Yeah, they teach them
food service skills.

I got a cousin
that went through there.

A couple cousins, actually,
and my aunt.

(Halstead)
Right, well, it's a good place
to hire a parolee

looking to do a murder for hire.

It's worth checking out.
What's the address?

I know how to get there.
We can roll.

(Atwater)
Sir...

Atwater, Dawson,
Chicago PD.

You are?

Russell Moore.
I'm the manager.

And unless you're looking
for catering,

I got nothing to say to you.

Hey, a couple of your volunteers
were murdered two nights ago,

Lucy Denton
and her daughter, Shelby.

The Dentons used to
come around every Sunday.

I haven't seen them
in a while.

(Atwater)
You ever notice Wes Denton
rapping with your employees

in an extra-curricular
kind of way?

Rich family gets killed,
you think one of my guys did it?

Yeah, basically.

(Dawson)
We're not trying to knock
what you're doing here, Russell.

But we need your help.

How?

Employee photos going back
two years.

All right, I got all
the pictures of the ex-cons

working at the kitchens.

We can do a photo array.

Perfect.

Sergeant Hank Voight,

Talia Davis
with Child's Advocate Center.

Anything you want to ask Jordan,
I need to be there.

You're up to speed
on the case?

I'll break the news
about his mother and sister.

But if I feel like he needs
to take a breather...

I'll be doing the talking.

- How you doing?
- Hey.

Hey.

My mom heard a noise
and told me to hide.

I did,
but when I heard yelling,

I got scared and ran out.

The man chased me,
shooting.

Had you ever seen
this man before?

No.

Did my mom and Shelby
go to the hospital too?

(Roman)
You know, Jordan,

I've met a lot of brave people
in my life,

but you, pal,
I'd say you're the bravest.

You know what I mean?

(Voight)
Jordan, we've got some pictures
we want you to look at, okay?

I want you to just tell me
if one of these guys

is the man who was in
your house.

Are you okay, Jordan?

He's fine.

(Jordan)
[labored breathing]

Is that him?

Jordan,
is that the man you saw?

Sergeant,
can you step outside?

Just tell me, Jordan.

(Talia)
Sergeant.

Jordan, is--

Yes, that's him.

(Roman)
Got it.

[touch-tones beeping]

You're safe now.

(Jim)
All right, folks, new deal.

Until things get sorted out
in D.C.,

the Feds are taking the lead
on this case.

[people groaning]

But the hell if they're gonna
take all the credit.

We're still going in.

It's just more
of a backseat capacity.

Hey, you guys have a problem
with getting paid

chillin' poolside
in 70-degree temps?

[laughter]
Yeah, I didn't think so.

Look, for now,
I can only take along six agents

so if you need to drop out,
let me know.

Otherwise, I'm making up
the roster on my own.

If it's a boondoggle,
I'll stay--

Your skills are needed.

Oh, okay.

Yeah, the informant's wife
needs to be babysat,

so keep an eye on her.

Go with her to get her hair
done, nails done, whatever.

[laughter]

All right, guys,
keep me posted.

Frank Carriger did five years
for aggravated burglary

and narcotics possession.

When he was released,

his P.O. got him a job
at the O.G. Grill.

I put out an investigative alert
on him.

Any LKAs for this guy?

Yeah,
I got his last three.

Yeah, we still can't find
any communication

between him and Wes Denton.

What about between him
and Lucy's stalker, Gage?

Zero.

(Voight)
Well, somebody gave Carriger
that alarm code.

(Atwater)
Copy that. Thanks.

We might have eyes on Carriger.

Loyola Station,
boarding the El right now.

Beautiful.

Witness said he's wearing jeans
and a black leather jacket.

- I don't see him.
- Me neither.

I'll take the back car.

We'll start up front,
and meet you in the middle.

All right.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Got him.
He just exited the train.

- Chicago PD!
- Excuse me!

- Get out of the way!
- Out of the way!

He's running down the platform!

(woman) Hey, move it.
- Watch out!

Suspect's heading down
the station to Ashland and Lake.

[siren wailing]

(Olinsky)
There. That's him.

All right, I got him.

Out of the way!

Hey, watch it!

(electronic voice)
Door is closing.

[horn blares]

Damn!

Aah!

[shouts]

Stay down.

Put your arms behind your back.

You like shooting kids,
huh?

Owen Reese,
the girl's boyfriend.

He had me do it.
He had me do it.

.

See, Owen gave me
the alarm code.

He said they have money
and jewelry lying around.

And we drove by,
and he showed me the house,

and yeah,
I believed him.

But when I got in there,
they didn't have nothing.

I found the gun,

I woke those bitches up,

and marched them down
in the living room,

and I gave them a choice.

Why did you put him up to it?

We can sit here for days, kid.

I make good money overtime.

Carriger's laying it
all out in there.

One guy gets to make a deal.

The one who keeps
his mouth shut,

he's gonna take a ride.

You keep sitting there
with your thumb in your ass,

it's over.

Hey, aggravated home invasion,
double murder,

and attempted murder
of a tender-age boy.

You hear that?

You will be charged
for all of that.

I met Shelby at the Grill.

Mrs. Denton thought I wasn't
good enough for her daughter.

I swear, I didn't think
he'd kill them.

I told him to go in
when they were sleeping,

scare Shelby's mom.

So she'd run back into
your arms?

Mrs. Denton should have
told him the truth,

given Frank what he wanted.

(Halstead)
They were broke.

Shelby's parents didn't tell her
they were gonna lose the house.

I loved her.

Today was harder than
I thought it was gonna be.

I had a feeling
you weren't ready.

I'm ready.

The problem is,
you're not.

Look, I know that you think
that you're looking out for me,

but you can't do this job
if you're always worried.

And I can't do my job
if I'm worried about you...

worrying about me--

worry--wha--okay.

No--ugh,
you get the point.

We're the police.

The second we start
doubting each other,

it's both of us
lying on the pavement.

You're right.

You got shot.
It happened, but you're back.

Exactly.

And to commemorate you
not worrying about me

not worrying about you
not worrying--

I get it.
Hilarious.

What better way to bury
the past than...

I got you this.

Oh, my old vest!

Hey, the thing kept us
from losing our best customer.

We couldn't just
throw it out.

Thanks.

Welcome back, partner.

Thanks, Roman.

[laughs]

Hey.

It's never fun,
you know,

looking at family members
as suspects.

The upside is,
sometimes they're innocent.

I'm sorry for your loss

and for what we
put you through.

[sighs]

I never even knew Shelby
had a boyfriend.

If I'd--
I'd been around more, maybe--

You were trying to support
your family.

Listen, I can...

I can tell Jordan about your
wife and daughter if you want.

Sometimes it's easier
coming from the police.

I'm all he has now.

He should hear it from me.

Pops.

Hey.

Could I get a beer or something?

- Sure.
- Thanks.

Hey.

Hey. Hey, listen.
Thanks for meeting me.

Oh, of course.

Listen,
about last night--

Oh, no, it's done.
I'm over it.

No, no, no, I...you know,
I didn't mean it like that.

I just was all worked up,

and I must have sounded
like an ass, so...

Thank you.
I'm sorry.

Adam...

the night you were born
and I held you in my arms,

I made a decision.

It was more important to me

to be your dad
than to be a cop.

So I transferred to the 26th,
and I stayed in uniform.

Did I make all the busts
that Voight did?

No.

But I was there to coach
your teams

and drive you to school,
take you to the movies.

I wanted to come home
to my son every night.

I didn't know that.

Thanks, Dad.

I-I heard once that

a man's greatest achievement

is when his son becomes
more successful than him.

[laughs]

I just want to know that
you're happy where you're at.

I am.

I like being the first
through the door.

That's the kind of cop I am.

I like doing it
in this unit.

You know, I wouldn't want
to be anywhere else.

[knocking at door]

[knocking at door]

[safety clicking]

[knocking resumes]

(Lindsay)
Hank, put the gun down.
It's me.

You lose your key?

It's been a rough day.
I didn't want to get shot too.

Is it too late to get
my spot back in Intelligence?

This task force,
it's all politics

and a numbers game
and...

and the way that
they just chew people up

and then spit them
back into the system--

This isn't me.

This has never been me.

I became a cop to try to bring
a little justice to this city--

to my streets
the way you taught me.

Welcome back.

I'm all yours.

Hey, come here.

Thank you.

You kiddin'?

You seen the faces
I gotta look at every morning?

[laughs]
Yeah.

[wolf howls]