All language subtitles for Hunter S07E06 - A Snitchll Break Your Heart

R10 Charles to R20
Charles, going 30, Hunter.

R20 Charles to R2,
3, and 4, entry team,

make it fast and clean.

Everybody get ready
and be careful.

Here we go.

Everybody on your knees!
Hands in the air!

Don't make a move!

Nobody moves!

Get on the ground!

You, move!

Hunter.

Pop one.

Let me see that.

Molenski?

What the hell is going on here?

Now, the
first rule of operations

is, be certain what you're
looking for is where you hit.

Now, I have devoted
three months of planning,

the resources of robbery,
criminal conspiracy,

and metro to an operation
doomed to failure,

because your
intelligence was tainted.

Lieutenant Horton, my
informant has never burned me.

Well, this
switchblade knife is not

my idea of a major weapons
cache, officer Molenski.

Now, what's the snitch's ID?

Albie Wayne.

Well, he wouldn't be the
first honest to double deal.

All we know is his
information was bad.

He could've been set up.

If Molenski has faith in
Albie Wayne, then so do I.

I want to talk to him.

Captain, I can't
bring him in here.

Look, the Y Bun gang fences
assault weapons to the Latinos,

and they're feeding us bogus
information through this Albie.

I want the snitch in my
office, Molenski, today.

Joanne?

Albie's a snitch... he's as good

as dead if he's seen in here.

Look, considering what
happened this morning,

he's as good as dead
on the street anyway.

Sergeant?

Yeah, Joe?

Yeah, here's your messages.

Oh, great, thanks.

Oh, yeah, Karen
Brandt called for you.

- Who's Karen Brandt?
- I don't know.

She called 10 minutes ago.

She said she's going
to stop by later.

OK, thanks, Joe.

So, look, what do you
want to do about this?

OK, I'll bring him in.

Good.

Have been found guilty, the law

allows me to sentence
you to five years

in the county youth facility.

However, it's my
judgment that you

are of otherwise good character,
and your record indicates

that you have no priors.

And certainly your family
has suffered pain enough.

And I
think in the light of this, son,

you deserve a second chance.

And therefore, I'm
putting you on probation.

All right, I know what you want.

I know exactly what you want.

Huh?

Is that gorgeous?

Italian design.

Huh?

Look at the cuts on his dress.

Wait a minute, look at
it in another light.

Look at this.

You would look
good in this dress.

Look at that.

Dave, your wife will be
nice to you for a week

if you bring this home.

Whoops, listen, one of my
biggest buyers is here.

Take a walk, all right?

Ow!

I dream about you in this dress.

Albie, we got big problems.

What are you talking about?

You turned us on to enough
of these for every dashboard

in town.

A lot of people are POed at you.

I'm not afraid of the Koreans.

They're the least
of your problems.

My lieutenant wants
to talk to you.

He thinks you
double-dealed on us.

Oh, whoa, woah, wait a minute.

If I did that, I would be
dead and out of business...

Not necessarily in that order.

Does your lieutenant
know how snitches work?

Look, that's another story.

But I got to take you
in to talk to him.

Oh, wait a minute,
come on, Joanne.

I can't go in there.

Anybody sees me, I'm finished.

Look, throw me some bucks
and I'll split town.

That's very funny, Albie...

You're asking me for money?

Oh, that's good.

How much do you drop
a week playing cards?

That is a business expense.

I used to make money with what
I overhear at those games.

All right, all
right, look, I promise

you you'll get your money...

After you talk to
the lieutenant.

Agh.

Woah, whoa, wait a
minute, wait a minute.

I do business with
Joanne, not you.

Officer Molenski
takes orders from me.

I own you, Mr. Wayne.

You got a receipt?

Look, I know the
card players you owe,

and I know where you live.

Now, let's go
through it all again.

Look, I play cards with Sam Woo.

He told me about a shipment of
guns coming through the Pacific

Star warehouse.

That's all I know.

Then
you go back to Mr. Woo,

you find out what
the hell is going on,

and you find out
where those guns went.

Horton can't do this.

Come on, man, that's crazy.

They'll kill me!

Where does he get
off pulling this stuff?

Now, how long you been
using Albie as a snitch?

Four, five years.

I gave him my word everything
was going to be OK.

That is all I know.

Wait a minute, look,
Albie's been in tougher spots

than this, Joanne.

He knows what to do, believe me.

I should have known Horton was
going to grandstand this case.

They'll kill me!

He's nothing but a
brown-nose climber.

Yeah, well, he is
the boss, isn't he?

Oh, man, that's crazy!

There's a Ms Brandt
waiting for you, Sergeant.

Oh, yeah, I...

I'll be right there.

Thanks very much.

Now, look, relax.

Don't let this guy
eat you up, OK?

Oh, and Joanne... if you're going
to go out on a limb for Albie,

don't forget who has the saw.

Miss Brandt?

Yes.

I'm Sergeant Hunter.

- Karen Brandt.
- Hi.

I'm glad you could see me.

Well, look, sit down.

What can I do for you?

I'd like you to look
into the death of my son.

Your son's been killed?

Murdered, 17 years ago.

They said it was an accident,
but he was murdered.

Well, I don't you understand.

Why come to me?

Because you were the officer who

took my son to the hospital.

I had a baby when I was 15.

I was pretty naive
about sex and all that,

but I knew enough to
know he didn't have

any kind of a future with me.

So I put him up for adoption.

I wanted him to have some
kind of life, you know?

Then I moved to
Chicago with my mother.

I've been a court
reporter for 10 years.

Have a seat.

Anyway, last year, I had a
dream about my son, Phillip.

He came to pick me
up in his Porsche,

take me out for an ice
cream, like a date.

He was 20, very handsome.

So I called the adoption agency.

I thought maybe I could
arrange to see him.

But all they would tell me is
that he died when he was three.

Now, how'd you come by these?

Friends of mine
in the court system

got me the hospital records.

The father claimed that
Phillip died in a fall

down some stairs.

Uh-huh... ruptured spleen.

He could've got that
injury in a fall.

Were you able to contact
the parents at all?

No, but I do know the
adoptive father's name...

Judge Donald Graber.

You got to help me,
here... my word alone

is not going to do anything.

Well, you're making
some pretty serious

accusations here, Ms. Brandt.

Do you have the medical
examiner's report?

There was no autopsy.

No autopsy?

There should've been
an autopsy here.

My son was murdered, Sergeant.

Well, do you have
any proof of that?

I took those hospital
records to my doctor.

He said that Philip's injuries
could have been caused

by him being brutally punched.

Well, that's an
opinion, that's not proof.

Well, that's all
the proof I need.

Look, Ms. Brandt, you're
accusing a sitting judge

of murder based on the guess
of a physician from illegally

obtained documents.

I'm just his mother.

There's nothing more I can do.

But you can... you're
a police officer.

You can bring this
man to justice.

Look, Ms. Brandt...

I mean, just
because he is a judge,

doesn't mean he's
so high and mighty.

If there has been
a murder, believe me,

the police will take care of it.

Well, then, you'll look into it.

Well, look, I...

I didn't say that.

I don't have anybody
else that can help me.

Please, you've got to try.

What right do you have
to break our code of silence?

I did not!

I said nothing!

To whom did you say nothing?

Nobody.

Please, I can't breathe.

You were the only one
I told about the shipment

at the Pacific Star warehouse.

It was a test, Sam.

Now, if you do not wish to
die, tell me who you told.

A white boy I play cards with.

His name!

Albie Wayne!

He's an informer!

He's a nobody.

You're right, you're right.

So are you.

Put this garbage where it will
be found, and find Albie Wayne

and see the same
thing happens to him.

Boy, this place is crawling
with great-looking babes today.

Peter, you've said
that four times already.

What about Judge Graber?

Judge Graber's been on
the bench a long time, Rick,

he's very well thought of.

I mean, he's one of the few
people you can say your honor

to with a straight face.

Yeah, what else do
you know about him?

Well, the DA's office,
including yours truly,

think his manner
is beyond reproach.

Meaning?

He's published the book
on search and seizure.

Every attorney and every
Superior Court judge

subscribes to it.

I see.

Rick, do you really
believe Ms. Brandt's story?

I don't know, Peter.

It was 17 years ago.

Well, I know it
was 17 years ago,

but I just can't
forget about the case.

It's just, I don't
know, I'm afraid I

might have missed something
that day the boy died, you know?

Hi.

Well wasn't it...

Wasn't it ever investigated?

No, it went down as
an accidental death.

What'd the autopsy say
was the cause of death?

Well, there was no autopsy.

Really?

Yeah.

But Peter, what about
the Graber family?

Oh, he's got a
wife, now deceased.

He's got one daughter.

Oh yeah... he's thinking about
running for political office.

OK, Hunter, who is she?

All right, her
name is Sheila Weber,

she's in investment banking.

I met her a couple years
ago up in Santa Barbara, OK?

Yeah.

OK, now she's
gonna come over here

and say hello, I'll
introduce you to her,

but just relax, all right?

Sheila, good to see you.

- Good to see you, Rick.
- You look terrific.

Thanks.

Say hello to a very good
friend of mine, Peter Danson.

Sheila Weber

I didn't know Sergeant Hunter
had such attractive friends.

Well, it's always a pleasure
to meet a friend of Rick's.

I was just telling
Peter what a good time

I had at your wedding up in
Santa Barbara a couple of years

ago.

Peter, good to see you.
Really, take care.

Good to see you.

Take care, bye.

So, do you like to sail?

The hospital record shows the
boy had a healed rib fracture.

That, combined with the
blunt-force trauma death

should have
triggered an autopsy.

But why didn't it?

Pediatric autopsies
are automatic today.

It was a judgment
call back then.

Think it would be
worth doing one now?

You're never going to get a
judge to order an exhumation

based on what you've got.

Even if you did, 17 years in
the ground is a long time.

This is Sam Woo, Albie's source.

That burn on his cheek
is a Y Bun dragon.

Albie's life is in danger.

All right, Molenski,
take it easy.

That's OK, let her talk.

Go ahead, I'm all ears.

If the warehouse deal was a
setup to throw us off track,

why kill Sam Woo?

His death proves Albie
was straight with us.

They used Albie to
smoke out their own leak.

That's pure speculation.

Albie's been a reliable
source for too long.

We owe him a break.

We don't owe him anything.

Let me remind you, Officer
Molenski, the snitch

made more than
you did last year.

Just a second...

Now, that's not the point.

The point is, how far is this
department going to go to back

up one of its police officers?

Now, Lieutenant, we owe her
the benefit of the doubt.

I will not condone
duplicity and deception.

Oh, right, hey,
let's not get out

of control here, Lieutenant.

What do you need, Molenski?

We have to put Albie
in a safe house now.

I don't want to set a
new precedent every time

a snitch has a problem.

Policy is not your
area, Lieutenant.

Molenski, I will look
into the safe house angle.

Meeting adjourned.

So, what do you think?

I think it's time for lunch.

I hand-picked this place myself.

You'll like it... oh, this is it.

Very uptown.

Uptown, huh?

Yeah!

It's nicer than my apartment.

I know.

Tell Lieutenant Horton I
said thanks, thanks a million.

I will.

Listen, you want
to come in, watch

a little cable or something?

Do me a favor...

Stay out of sight.

Yeah.

See ya.

OK, thanks.

Tun Duk?

Tun Duk?

Who are you?

I'm Sergeant Hunter, LAPD.

I'm Tun Duk, what
can I do for you?

Well, you seem to be
a man who has his finger

on the pulse of this community.

Maybe you can help me out.

Always glad to help the police.

Good.

You know, there's a rumor
that a gang of Koreans

is smuggling guns
into Los Angeles,

and selling them to
the gangs in East LA.

What a shame.

I hope the rumors are false.

Yeah, my theory
is the Y Bun wants

the gangs to kill
themselves off so they

can move into their territory.

What do you think about that?

You're way ahead
of me, Sergeant.

I know nothing of gangs or guns.

Excuse me, well, I just thought

that maybe your friend Sam Woo
might have told you about it.

Sam who?

No, no, not Sam who, Sam Woo.

He's dead, you know.

Oh, how awful.

Any idea who did it?

The people smuggling
guns into Los Angeles.

That's all very disturbing.

I wish I could help.

Well, maybe if you
think of something,

maybe you'd be kind enough to
give me a call at that number

right there.

I certainly will, Sergeant.

Mr. Duk, it's a pleasure.

That's Tun Duk.

Tun Duk, sorry, thanks.

Oh, uh, you wouldn't happen to
have a ring with a big dragon

on it, would you?

Certainly not.

Much too gaudy for me.

Yeah, right, thanks.

What I need is a
24-hour, three-car tag

on the lead players.

OK, OK, it's going to be a push.

I know it's a push,
everything's a push in life.

OK, there's one...

I'll figure something out.

Y Bun, oh, here, Y bang, OK.

That's it, that's
the one you need.

Thanks, Bruce.

Sergeant Hunter?

I know it's late, but
I had to know if you've

come up with anything.

Well, yeah, Ms. Brandt,
please, have a seat.

I've just been swamped.

I... I... please, sit down.

I'm, uh, up to my
eyeballs in work here.

Let's see, now,
where was your file?

Ah, yeah, here it is.

OK, look, it is conceivable
that Phillip's injuries were

brought on bu a deliberate act.

But with the weight
of the evidence,

and Judge Graber's
record and all that...

Child abusers don't
normally advertise themselves.

Listen, I do
understand that, but what

I'm trying to tell
you is that there's

nothing in the
paperwork indicating

any suspicion at the time.

I know he was murdered.

I mean, I sent my son
away to be murdered!

I have to live with that
for the rest of my life.

What you're asking me
to do takes manpower.

I mean, I'm only one
guy, I can't do it@

I don't have anyone
else to turn to.

You were the last person
to hold my son alive.

If you won't help me,
you can go to hell.

How come I don't
see no merchandise?

Metro cops got
everybody covered.

Duk sent us to get
the cash, we'll tell

you where to find the guns.

I ain't buying no
treasure map for $15,000.

Want to get busted?

Want to get dead?

I hear the Soto Veterano's
got a new stash of Mac-10s.

You think you can take
them with that pea shooter?

Go to Casa Vieja
restaurant on Beverly.

Tell Mr. Juan you're there
to pick up the tiles.

Cops, Galvez... stay here.

They'll follow us.

You want to pick
up some heavy cash?

Find us a named Albie Wayne.

You're going to pay,
through the..

I'm afraid I remember Philip
Graber mostly because he died.

And, of course, because
he was Judge Graber's son.

I see.

Now, you remember Philip
being a happy kid?

Yes, as far as I remember.

But it was so long ago.

He had an older
sister, didn't he?

Alisa.
She was here for several years.

What can you tell me about her?

Alisa was a very bright
child, one of those most

likely to succeed types.

But I lost track of her when
she went off to prep school.

Was she a healthy kid?

Yes, as far as I remember.

You don't remember any
signs of abuse at all?

Well, there were
trips to the school

nurse for scrapes and bruises.

But that's not necessarily
out of the ordinary.

So she could have acquired
those scrapes and bruises

on the playground somewhere?

Yes, of course.

I see.

How about her attendance?

Sergeant, that was 17 years ago.

You wouldn't, by any chance, be

able to get those records
for me, would you,

and send them over to my office
so I might have a look at them?

Of course, I'll send you copies.

Thank you.

Sergeant, are you trying to say

that Alisa and
Phillip were victims

of some kind of child abuse?

Well, that's what we're
trying to find out Ms. Hanson.

Sergeant, you
know, 20 years ago,

the system placed the
accuser at much greater risk.

One couldn't afford to bring
charges without evidence

for fear of being sued.

Ms. Hanson, if you were
teaching school today

and a child, any child, showed
signs of physical abuse,

you'd notify the
authorities, wouldn't you?

Of course, I would.

Got a good one now,
you've got one more to go.

See you later.

Judge Graber?

Yes.

I know what you did.

Well, I don't know what
you're talking about.

You killed him, didn't you?

Young lady, who are you?

Karen Brandt.

I'm Philip's real mother.

Well, I don't know who you are,

and I'm not going to
tolerate accusations

like that from a stranger.

You're not going
to get away with it.

I'm going to do
everything I can to make

you pay for what you did!

Bailiff!

And I'm not going
to stop until everyone

knows you murdered my son!

Are you threatening me?

If you call the truth
a threat, yes, I am!

Bailiff, this is ridiculous.

Take this woman and
place her in custody.

You can't shut me up
like you did Philip!

Hunter!

Hold on a second.

Devane just told me
they're not going

to put Albie in a safe house.

Well, you're going to have
to hide him out yourself, then.

I put him in a hotel last
night with my own money.

I can't exactly do that forever.

Well, maybe if they
catch Tun Duk in time,

it will take the
heat off of Albie.

Come on, if it
wasn't for Horton,

Albie wouldn't even
be in this jam.

Hey, wait a minute,
forget about Horton.

You're a police officer.

You want to make this
thing work with Albie,

you've got to take care of
it yourself, you understand?

Now look, I got to get across
town yet one more time today.

I'll see you later.

Good luck.

Alisa Graber?

That's me.

I'm Sergeant Hunter, Los
Angeles Police Department.

I was wondering if I might
have a word with you?

I... I'm on my way to work.

What's it about?

It won't take very long.

Can I come in?

Thank you.

I'd like to talk to you
about your brother, Alisa.

I don't have a brother.

You didn't have a
brother named Phillip?

He died when I was 12.

He fell down the stairs, right?

Yeah.

What's this about?

Did you see it happen?

No, I was at school
the day Philip died.

Look, I'm going to
be late for work.

I'm sorry, just a
couple more questions.

I don't like these
questions, Sergeant.

Alisa, it'll just take a moment.

Thank you.

Now, are you close
with your father?

Sure, we see each
other every so often.

He's pretty busy.

He's a judge, you know.

What's that got to
do with anything?

Now, you sure you weren't
in the house the day

your brother died?

I told you I was at school.

Look, Sergeant, he
was my little brother.

It'd be pretty hard
to forget how he died.

R20 Charles?

R20 Charles, go.

Sergeant, there's

a message for you
from Judge Graber's

bailiff in Superior Court.

Karen Brandt's in
lock-up for contempt,

you were her first phone call.

Tell her I got the message.

I'm on my way to the
courthouse right now.

Sure thing, Sergeant.

That's the one you don't want
to pay any attention to at all.

I had that in school.

But these pictures should be, ,

I used those in law school.

You want to use this one, OK?

Judge Graber?

Excuse me, I'm Sergeant
Hunter, LAPD metro division.

Would it be OK to have
a minute of your time?

One second, sir.

Are you all set, Tony?

OK.

All right, good luck.

I'm sorry, sir, I'm
just trying to help

the boy with law school exams.

I understand.

What can I do for you?

Well, I'd like to
talk about Karen Brandt.

I'd like to have her released.

That woman is a wacko.

Well, after all, she did come
to me with certain allegations.

Karen Brandt,
Sergeant, has brought me

a great deal of pain.

Phillip's death was
a tremendous tragedy,

and I believe that it
ultimately killed my wife.

There's no reason to reopen
questions that should

remain buried with my son.

Well, with all due
respect, your honor,

she is the boy's real mother.

Sergeant, I understand
Karen Brandt's situation.

She's a very misguided
and confused woman.

I talked to your daughter.

Why would you talk to her?

Look, your honor,
excuse me for barging in.

If you'd just release Ms
Brandt, I promise you'll never

see either one of us again.

All right.

Fine.

That's a promise I
expect you to keep.

Yes, sir.

All right.

Well, now you know what
it's like to upset a judge.

I guess that proves to you I'm
just a crazy woman after all.

No, just shows me
you're committed.

Come on.

What now?

Ms. Brandt, I've been
thinking about this.

I think it's time to look into
this case a little bit deeper.

Come on.

This is my
investigation, Charlie.

I'm the one who should
be questioning Galvez!

Look, Hunter, slow down!

Galvez was picked
up on a metro sweep.

As a senior officer,
Horton's got

every right to interrogate him.

Horton is a jerk.

Yeah, but he's our jerk, and
until he steps out of a line

or violates some regulations,
we're stuck with him.

He's stepping on my case.

No, and we may not even
be able to hold Galvez...

He's not one of the shooters.

I know, but their homeboys
are using Korean ammo.

I want to make
you a deal, Galvez.

I don't make no deals with cops.

Well, you'll like this one.

I got a way to get
you out of here.

Molenski, what are
you doing out here?

Horton wants to
interrogate Galvez alone.

He won't let me in.

I'll talk to him.

Lieutenant...

He's all yours, Sergeant Hunter.

Have Molenski take him back to
lockup when you're finished.

Hey, Lieutenant, I want
to talk to you a second.

Yes, sir.

You ever hear of Albie Wayne?

Yeah, I know Albie Wayne.

What do you know about him?

Some dudes are ready to pay
a lot of money to find him.

Who?
The Koreans?

Yeah, they want Albie real bad.

Same ones that took out Sam Woo?

How should I know?

But from what I hear,
Albie's as good as dead.

That lieutenant's got
no respect for women.

I want to know about
the Korean gun runners.

Guns?

I don't know nothing about guns.

Look, stupid, you're
sitting on murder one.

Start talking.

Hunter, the Vida Locos made us.

We still got zip to connect
the Y Bun to the action.

Just when you think
you know these guys

backwards and forwards,
they move sideways.

Look, all you can do
is keep the pressure

on them, Bruce, huh?
- Sure thing, Sarge.

- Good work, thanks.
- Sergeant Hunter?

Yes, sir?

From Inga, the
retired school teacher.

Said you were expecting this.

Oh, yeah, thanks very much.

Karen?

Yeah, Sergeant Hunter.

Listen, I'm on my way
over to your house now.

I want you to meet
me outside, OK?

Yeah, I'll meet you out
in about 15 minutes.

Thanks.

Galvez?

What do you want
to talk to me about?

Hey, you're sitting
on murder one, kid.

Now, like I told you
before we were interrupted,

I can get you out of here.

Officer Molenski?

Lieutenant, I've
been looking for you.

You know, I have been thinking
about this Albie Wayne case.

Yeah, so have I.

Yeah, well, I read your case,
and the evidence is there.

And I'd like to put him
under 24-hour protection.

I know I was a little
overzealous in this case,

and I apologize if
I was disrespectful.

So, uh, do you know
where Albie is right now.

Yeah, I've got him
stashed in a hotel.

Well, come on, we'll...

We'll get some extra
manpower on him,

and we'll watch him right there.

I already
told you everything I know.

This will take
just a second, honey.

What do you want to talk about?

You weren't at school
the day Phillip died.

You were home, weren't you.

That's ridiculous.

You were, Alisa, I've got the
school records to prove that.

Well, it must have
been a different day.

You know, they made a lot
of mistakes at that school.

Alisa, the fact is, you
missed an awful lot of school

didn't you?

I don't remember.

Why are you staring at me?

Alisa, I need to know
the truth about my son.

What really happened to Philip?

I told you, he fell.

No, your father
pushed him, didn't he?

No.

And you saw what
happened, didn't you.

Alisa...

Please, leave me alone.

This isn't just about Philip.

It's about you too, isn't it?

Alisa, you and I have
both lived with something

bad for a long time.

I know this is hard, but we
are so close to the truth now.

Please, you must know you'll
feel better if you tell me.

I saw him at the
bottom of the stairs.

He wouldn't stop crying.

Daddy ran down the stairs.

He was beating
Philly with his fist.

He dropped him
like a broken doll.

Them he said he'd kill me
if I ever said anything.

I never told anybody.

Philly looked like you.

Who is it?

Molenski.

Molenski.

Well, fancy finding you here.

These are your guys.

Come on.

So I see

Hey, take good
care of him, guys.

Hey, I owe you one.

And don't you forget it.

See you later.

Hunter!

Something's up.

The Koreans had a
meet with Galvez.

We don't know what went down,
but they're on the move.

What do you mean?
Galvez is in lockup.

Not anymore.

He got kicked loose
a couple hours ago.

Thanks, Bruce.

R21 Charles, this
is R20 Charles.

R21 Charles, what's up, Hunter?

Molenski, where's Albie?

Horton put him under
protection at his hotel.

I left him about
half an hour ago.

I want you to get
back over there.

It's a setup.

I'm on my way.

Roger!

All right, boys, we've
got some action here.

Thanks, Lieutenant,
ambush teams ready.

- That's.
- What?

It's OK, pal, go hide
out in the kitchen.

How'd they know I was here?

You guys set me up?

Albie!

Over here!

Albie, look out!

Albie!

Albie!

That son of a bitch.

It's cold one, advice, yeah?

Horton!

You lied to me.

You set him up.

You got him killed.
You used him as bait.

You are way out
of line, Molenski.

Shut her up, Hunter.

I'm not out of line,
you're out of line!

Come on, come on.

Lieutenant, I have a
problem with the way

you handled this case
and my police officer.

You know something,
Hunter, I don't

give a damn about your opinion.

And all of this
goes in my report.

Now step aside.

Hey wait a minute...

Don't ever do that.

Lieutenant, you put a
civilian's life in jeopardy.

I shouldn't have to remind
you that police officers died

by the guns that I confiscated.

No, you needn't remind
me, you pompous jackass.

And let me tell
you something, cops

are paid to risk their lives.

Albie Wayne was not.

I stand by my report.

I read your report.

There'll be plenty reports
on this case, Lieutenant.

We'll see which one flies.

Now get the hell out of here.

Way things work around
here, he's probably

going to be chief someday.

Now, just calm down.

The system has a way of
cleaning its own laundry.

It'll work with this guy.

Sergeant Hunter?

Your honor.

I thought we had a deal.

Judge Graber, I have a
warrant for your arrest.

What's the charge?

The charge is murder.

Get the hell out of my court.

Alisa?