All language subtitles for Law.And.Order.Organized.Crime.S05E01.720p.WEB.H264-JFF_track3_eng

[dramatic music]

* *

- I don't know why more people don't do it.

You know? - Fair point.

- Chopping it up is so... not just time-consuming

but barbaric.

- Yeah.

- All that gristle and blood.

You have to be a sociopath.

[fire crackling]

* *

Just burn it.

It is easy, as long as you stay upwind.

* *

- What do we do with this?

* *

- All this is getting scooped up

and dumped in Lake Ontario...

* *

Where it belongs.

* *

- Would you like some? Yes.

Mmm, that tastes good.

You look very nice today.

You didn't have to bring any desserts.

We already have so much.

[knock at door]

What? - Hey, you got any smokes?

- No, go ask Sad Eyes.

- Are you playing with those fucking dolls again?

- No. Leave me alone.

That was very rude. That was rude.

She wasn't invited.

So...

[engine rumbling]

* *

- [sighs, sniffles]

* *

Shh.

[tense music]

* *

[knocking at door]

- [clears throat]

[knocking continues]

- This already feels like bad news.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- [sighs] Anybody else home?

- Yeah, but neither is gonna be up

for another three, four hours?

Well, damn. It's early.

You want a coffee?

- [sighs] I need you to go undercover.

- So is that a no on the coffee?

- I'm serious, Elliot.

And it needs to happen today.

The feds are bringing us in.

There's a trucking company that's under investigation.

They're smuggling drugs across the border.

- Oh, I see where you're going with this,

but I don't see the urgency.

- We believe they're connected to a very dangerous biker gang.

They've already set their biggest shipment in motion.

- Well, send in Reyes.

- Well, I thought maybe you could use some space,

some time to yourself.

- Well, being crammed in an 18-wheeler

would certainly be that, but I'm not exactly ready

to hit the road just yet,

but if you haven't changed your mind,

I am making a fresh pot either way.

- Look, I know going undercover isn't ideal right now,

but I don't think you want to miss this.

- Well, you don't know that.

- Elliot, they're not just moving drugs.

They're trafficking women.

Possibly underage girls too.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Lenny tells me I'd be dumb as dirt not to hire you.

- I wouldn't argue with Lenny.

- Yeah, me neither.

You got any citations or restrictions on this thing?

- No, sir.

- You drive long haul or just local?

- I drive anything, anytime, anywhere.

- What about livestock? Some guys won't haul livestock.

- Anything, anytime, anywhere.

- I had a guy who was afraid of chickens.

Imagine that? Guy had chicken phobia--

deathly afraid of chickens.

- Well, that ain't me.

- Mama B--what the hell were you hauling

for Mama Boone's Honey Farm?

- Honey, along with other stuff.

- That other stuff, that what got you arrested?

Touchy subject?

* *

Listen, no need to be ashamed.

- I'm not ashamed.

I did what I did.

I made a mistake.

- Mistake?

Was it a mistake breaking the law

or mistake getting caught breaking the law?

* *

All bullshit to me. Doesn't matter.

Listen, I'm a second chance employer.

OK? History doesn't make the man.

What makes the man is whether or not

they perform here, on this job.

You understand me, Henry? - Call me Hank.

And when do I start?

- No time like the present, Hank.

Come on. I'll show you around.

- I got algorithms telling me my business.

I got driverless trucks on the way.

- Just, there's no more room for independent operators

like you, you know?

- From every which way,

they're making it tougher on us.

- Making it so's a man's gotta think outside the box

just to make a living. - Exactly right.

Oh, that handsome fellow is my brother Steve.

Stevie runs the motel here.

- Oh. He run the girls to?

- Like you said, outside the box, you know?

If you have any needs in that arena--

- I'll call Steve. - Well, look who it is.

This is the baby of the family, my brother Vic.

Vic is more comfortable under a truck than under a woman.

- Hey, Mark, shove it.

- Vic runs the yard.

He handles the men, when he's not scaring them off.

You got any brothers? - One older, one younger.

- Well, then you know

something goes haywire about the third.

There's your rig right here.

Come here.

- Three Kings Haulage,

family owned and operated since 1947.

Currently run by the Kingman brothers,

Mark, Steve, and Vic.

They've been on our radar for some time.

Since the pandemic, they've supplemented

their legal trucking business

by smuggling drugs and stolen goods

from over the border in Canada.

- How'd you get him in?

Oh, am I late? Sorry.

Hard place to find. - Hmm.

Guys, this is Special Agent Bruce Sheppard.

He'll be our liaison with the FBI's

Northern Border Smuggling Initiative.

- So how'd you get your guy in?

- We created an opening at the company.

- One of their drivers was behind

on his child support payments.

- Yeah, so we just expedited the process.

- Because Detective Stabler's alias was already established,

we just needed someone to vouch for him.

- Got a CI who worked for Three Kings.

He made the call.

- Your CI got a name?

- Yeah.

- Trouble is, they're independent operators,

so getting anything on them is difficult.

- They don't use a central database to log their trips

or GPS to monitor their trucks.

Totally analog.

Nothing traceable. - I know what analog means.

- We also have reason to believe they're running

a prostitution ring at Three Kings Motel

adjacent to the truck yard. - That's not our concern.

- Maybe not the FBI's.

- Only goal of this task force is

to shut down an international smuggling operation.

Everything else is irrelevant.

* *

We're here because your white whale

is now working with ours.

The Mad Coyotes are more than a biker gang.

They've been running weapons into the country

using a revolving door of trucking companies.

Lucky for us, Three Kings just joined that roster.

Unfortunately, the route they're using

is protected territory.

- The Akwesasne Reservation is expansive,

and it extends to both sides of the Canadian border.

Most of the land is unoccupied.

- Local chiefs have given us access,

but the pickup points change every time.

So we have no way of knowing where or when

they're gonna show up.

We tried moving on them directly,

but they're too slippery.

- So this isn't your first time going after them?

- As I said, they're slippery.

But latest intel from the RCMP suggests

they're planning a major arms shipment

sometime in the next week.

That's where your guy comes in.

We need the where and when.

- Well, our plan to get eyes on the truck yard--

- No. No surveillance.

I'm not risking the op on someone spotting a stray drone.

This is why your guy's in the field.

Can he do the job or not?

- Hold on. Let me tell you something.

We're not sending him in blind.

What kind of operation you think this is?

- I'm not asking you to send him in--

- Detective Stabler can handle himself.

Do not forget you came to us.

And we for damn sure know what we're doing,

so let us do it.

Vargas, get him a workstation.

You two, my office.

* *

[sighs]

Something's off.

A hard-ass, I can handle,

but not when he puts my team in danger.

He's not being straight with us.

- You think he's lying about the previous op?

'Cause I do. - Yeah.

That's what my gut is telling me.

He's definitely holding something back.

- What about surveillance?

- Sheppard says he wants us to be hands-off.

That's what we'll give him.

But we need to be ready to go in at any moment.

- Is that it?

- Unless you got something else.

* *

- No.

We'll, get on it.

* *

* *

[indistinct chatter]

* *

[engine rumbling]

* *

- Eastbound, we got a full-grown

taking pictures by marker 20.

* *

- I've been doing flatbeds for a while.

They pay 68%,

but you do regional, it ain't that good.

* *

- Mm.

* *

- Hi, honey.

Looking for company? - No, not tonight.

- I'm not your type, huh?

- No, I didn't say that.

What's your name? - Sad Eyes.

- Your real name?

- Oh, you're one of those?

It's gonna cost you the same just to talk, sweetheart.

- Maybe another night.

- OK, your loss.

[indistinct chatter]

- The hell you doing?

- I don't know what to do with this.

I didn't want to interrupt.

- Get out of here.

[faint creaking]

* *

- Let go of me.

* *

- Hello. - My bad.

I thought this was somebody else's truck.

- Oh, someone who wants to get robbed?

- Nice bat.

- Oh, yeah?

Well, I'll take this.

And you and I are gonna go for a walk.

What's your name?

- Everybody calls me Bunny.

- Well, everyone calls me Hank. What room you in?

- I can find it myself.

- I know you can, but I want to talk to someone.

- About what? - You.

- You can talk to me.

- I can talk to you about you?

What is it that we are gonna talk about?

- About how I learned my lesson

and I'll never do it again.

- All right.

Hey, you need to be careful.

All right? Not everyone's as nice as I am.

All right? - Mm.

- Give me my bat. - Five bucks.

- What are you talking about, five bucks?

That's mine. - Everything has a price.

- Everything does have a price.

- Pleasure doing business.

- Yeah, all right. Thanks.

- Hey! What the hell?

- Oh.

- [screams, whimpers]

* *

No! Please.

Get off me. Get off of me!

[glass shatters]

[screams] Let me go!

- Get off her! Get off her!

- No, it's--it's OK.

- Get off her! - It's OK.

- You're in the wrong room.

- Well, that's true, but get off her.

* *

- Listen, man, I paid for the hour.

- Well, it's time to go.

* *

- [grunts]

- Hey!

That's enough.

* *

- Ah, God damn it.

- Ew. Let me see that.

- That crap's adult-proof.

- Here, use this. - Oh, thank you.

There's no way we can eat all of that, Nana.

- Well, then we'll put it in the freezer for later.

- What do you guys think?

- I'm not gonna lie. This is working for me.

Oh. - You nervous?

- First time meeting my FTO.

The relationship with your training officer

basically dictates the whole course of your career.

- He's going to love you.

- All right, well, I better run.

Don't want to be late on the first day.

- All right. Good luck, kid.

- Thanks.

- He reminds me of your father.

- Oh, way to ruin the moment, Ma.

- I always thought it would be Joe Jr.

who would follow in his footsteps.

- Yeah, well, Junior missed those steps good.

- He's in Switzerland now, you know.

- He's not in Switzerland, Ma.

- Well, he told me he was.

- No one's spoken to Joe Jr. in months.

[soft dramatic music]

- That's not true. He calls me all the time.

- Well, OK, good.

Well, you tell him I said hi next time you guys talk.

- I think the Band-Aids are in the bathroom.

Come on.

* *

- What do we got?

- You were right about Sheppard.

Apparently, shit hit the fan so hard on the previous op

that they disbanded the original task force.

- He had the case file sealed,

but a friend slipped this to me.

- They knew we'd be there.

I find that curious, and so should you.

- That's the voice of Andre Lebec.

He's the leader of the Coyotes.

Now, the other guy is a CI Sheppard had on the inside.

- I didn't tell anyone.

- That's funny, because you were the only one

who knew the address.

I gave everyone a different location

to smoke out the rat.

- I'm no rat. I swear. I swear.

- [speaking French]

- No. No, no! No!

[gunshot]

* *

- You two, clean up this mess.

* *

[indistinct yelling]

- Give it back to him and say you're sorry.

- I'm sorry.

Can I go?

- Go.

She's not a bad kid.

She just had a rough start, you know?

- Mm-hmm.

- If Steve finds out that she's--

- No, Steve don't need to find out nothing.

She gave it back. That's all that matters.

- Thank you. - Yeah, no problem.

- Thank you for what you did last night.

All the girls keep talking about it.

- She all right? - She's fine.

She's had worse.

Steve tries to protect us, but like they say,

there's always a bad apple.

It's just part of the job.

- What's your name? - Cricket.

- You from around here?

- Is that your way of asking how a girl like me

ended up in a place like this?

- Hey, Hank.

Boss wants to see us.

Now.

- I thought Bunny was in trouble.

- Bro, what the hell are you doing?

Listen, I get why you did it,

but do you realize you made things

a lot more complicated for us?

- Hey, asshole.

The dude you beat up is our new business partner.

- Well, I didn't know that. - It was our--

hey, it was our biggest run yet.

That guy Felix, that guy was supposed

to lead us to the pickup point. - I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry. What'd you want me to do?

The girl was yelling. - Girl? The girl?

The girl is not your problem.

This, this is your problem.

That's why tonight, you ride with Vic.

- What do you mean I ride with Vic?

- You gotta make it right. You gotta smooth things over.

Let's not screw this up, huh? - All right.

- All right? - Yeah.

- All right, come on.

- I can really have this?

- It'll make your beautiful blues glow like the sky.

- Will you teach me how to do that?

- Nothing would make me happier.

[banging on truck]

* *

- How much time do we have left?

- Till the border.

About three hours.

- Can't wait till you meet my friends.

- Romeo, Romeo, where the fuck are you, Romeo?

This is Lug Nut. Come back.

- I got you, Lug Nut. You in distress?

- Finished my pack of smokes, and I'm jonesing.

- We'll be there soon. Romeo out.

- We're making a pit stop about 10 miles ahead.

- I'm taking a nap.

[tense music]

* *

- Stay here.

* *

- Oh, this one. She--is she around?

- Yeah.

* *

- All right?

- All right. We'll be in touch.

- Thanks.

* *

- That's it? - Let's go.

[engine rumbling]

* *

[truck door slams]

- You're late.

* *

And you smell like whiskey.

* *

Which one of you beat him up?

* *

- I didn't know who he was.

I apologize.

- What was the problem?

- Just a misunderstanding, really.

- Was he drinking last night?

* *

- Smelled the same way he does right now.

* *

- Whoa.

We don't want any trouble.

We just want to do business.

- This is messy.

* *

[gunshot]

- Jesus!

- I don't like messy.

- Get him up.

* *

- Nice work today.

Friday is the big shipment.

- What's that?

- Guns and explosives.

- Copy that.

* *

- Hey, man. - Hmm?

- You good? - Eh.

- That was a lot, even for me.

- I'm fine.

Hell, I wasn't even here.

- Good man.

I don't what it is about those masks they wear--

creepy shit.

- What masks? - [laughs]

- Sun's coming up. We're headed out.

You guys good here?

- We're good.

- Tell your brother we're on for Friday.

- Got it.

- There's a lot riding on this for all of us.

- Understood.

[tense music]

* *

[indistinct arguing]

* *

[camera whirring]

- I didn't give you permission to do that.

- Five bucks and we pretend it never happened.

- Two. - Seven.

- Ten, if you sit and have breakfast with me.

- You're not very good at this.

- This is really what you want? - Yep.

Can I bum a smoke?

- No, you can't bum a smoke.

- You want one? - No, I don't want one.

- Got a razor, couple bars of soap.

- Yeah, I bet you do.

- Few energy drinks for the road?

- I don't want to know where that came from.

You steal that too?

- I borrowed it. - Hey, kid. Hey.

Stop stealing my stuff! - Hey, those are mine.

- They're not yours. Stop going in the office.

- You want a stapler?

It's free. - No.

What wrong with your mom? - Hmm?

- Your mom. - Cricket? She's not my mom.

She's just keeping an eye on me till my mom gets back.

- Where's your mom?

- On a job.

But she's coming back to get me when she's got enough money.

Pebbles is sad because she misses Sad Eyes.

- Sad Eyes?

- Her girlfriend.

She didn't come home last night.

* *

[dramatic music]

* *

- Oh, there he is.

Hey. - Hey.

- Listen, I hear you handled yourself real well last night.

- Well, I didn't soil myself, if that's what you mean.

What's this? - It's your cut.

Whenever there's something a little outside the box,

we take care of you.

- Wasn't in the job description,

but I'll take it.

- Look... - Mm?

- If you're not rattled, I got another job for you.

- Well, what is it?

- Small first, local. You can handle it solo.

After that, we got a big one coming up on Friday.

Same guys you picked up from, could be our biggest run yet.

- More of this? - There sure is.

- Count me in. - I like it.

* *

[indistinct chatter]

- You're a sight for sore eyes. - Everything OK?

- Nearly had my head blown off twice in the last 24 hours.

- Well, that's one less than usual.

- These Mad Coyotes, they're no joke.

They whacked one of their own right in front of me.

- You've been up there already? - It was a trial run.

The big one's this Friday, guns and explosives.

- This is our shot to nail

the Three Kings and the Coyotes.

- Yeah, we have to find a way to tail the truck,

because where we're going, there are no cameras.

- Yeah, no worries.

From this moment on, we have eyes on you

at all times.

- GPS tracker? - Yep.

That and a few other bells and whistles.

Keep this out of sight. - Mm-hmm.

- And...

* *

- All grown up.

Where'd you get it?

- Randall sent it to me.

- My brother Randall? Since when are you two BFFs?

- I got a lot of besties you don't know about.

- Do you? All right.

- You better get back.

- Yeah, hold on.

Look into this.

- Who's she? - [sighs]

Girl from the truck yard. She's missing.

And I don't think she's the only one.

* *

- [screaming]

* *

- OK, you got something? - Yeah, no.

I used the photo Stabler gave us to run a search,

and I got a hit.

Multiple arrests for possession.

- Luisa Diaz.

- No missing persons reports filed

in her name or her alias.

- Could be a runaway.

- Well, I've been running all the photos

through facial recognition.

So far, she hasn't showed up on any CCTV footage,

but surveillance along the interstate

is sketchy at best.

- They've installed cameras at rest stops years ago,

but it's up to state police to maintain them.

- Yeah, but they're too busy trying to hit quotas.

- So what's our move?

[dramatic music]

* *

- Hey. Hey.

Have you heard from your friend?

- No, she should be back.

Her and Pebbles are tight, so she'd never leave her.

They had plans.

- What about Bunny's mom? How long has she been gone?

- A few weeks.

We all assumed she caught a whale,

started over somewhere.

- Without Bunny.

- Look, I know Bunny can be a lot, but she loves her.

* *

- Think something's happened to them?

* *

Bunny's mom, Sad Eyes?

* *

- There can't be that many bad apples out here.

* *

[tense music]

* *

[line trills]

- Hey. - Hey.

- You--you still at the office?

- Yeah, I'm here.

- Good. I'm gonna send you something.

Call me when you get it. - Copy.

[phone beeps]

* *

- It's next to impossible to distinguish the tire tracks.

- Yeah, we found boots with different brands and sizes,

but we don't have anything to match them to.

- We did find this. - Mm, high heels.

- And someone got drug away.

- OK, so different rigs, different drivers,

different women.

Sounds like a designated drop-off point.

- Maybe these guys are swapping?

- Something doesn't smell right.

I mean, these girls aren't new to the game.

They know the rules. Never go to a second location.

- Maybe they don't have a choice.

- I hate to say it, but I think that fits

with what I just found.

I've been looking into missing persons cases

with similar profiles.

- And you found a correlation.

- Worse.

All right, this is a stretch of I-90

between Buffalo and Albany.

- And what are these? - Unsolved murders.

12 in just the last year.

Majority of them unidentified Jane Does.

And if I widen out the map...

* *

- My God.

- 36 unsolved killings.

And those are just the ones we know about.

- There's more?

- Well, there's a federal database

that tracks these kind of cases,

but it's voluntary.

Local police departments can choose

to share information or not.

- Any consistencies in the manner of death?

- Many of the women were tortured or sexually abused.

- Well, this can't be all one killer, right?

- No, and there are multiple MOs at play.

So far, I've found 20 victims

potentially killed by 11 different men.

- This looks like an outbreak of serial murders.

* *

[upbeat music playing]

- So you like him? - My FTO?

- Yeah.

- He's a hard-ass, but he seems OK.

- Will you explain the rules of the grill to this barbarian?

- You eat when he eats.

[phone buzzing]

[soft dramatic music]

[line beeps] - Hey, Eli, it's Dad.

[sighs] I'm sorry I can't be there,

but congratulations.

I love you, and I'm proud of you.

Ever since you were a little boy,

I've been proud of you.

It's been an honor to watch you grow up to be

the man that you are today.

It's an honor to be your dad.

I love you.

[phone beeps]

[phone buzzes]

* *

[phone buzzing]

* *

- Hank. - Oh, shit.

- Hank. Hank! Hank!

She's gone. She's gone!

- Who's gone? - Bunny.

I've looked for her everywhere. I don't--

- All right, when was the last time you saw her?

- One of the girls said she saw her with Steve.

* *

- Mark! - Yo.

I'd shake your hand, but I'm a wee bit occupied.

- You and me gotta talk. - Talk?

Women talk in bathrooms, not men.

Maybe you didn't get the memo. - Where's Bunny?

Where's Bunny? - Oh!

[tense music]

Yo!

- Her backpack is in your office.

Your brother Stevie was the last to see her.

You're gonna tell me where Bunny is.

- I don't keep track of lot lizards and their progeny.

- [grunting]

* *

[grunting, thudding]

Your brother said you drove her.

Give me the photos.

Give me the photos!

* *

I'm gonna ask you one time. Where is she?

* *

- [grunts]

* *

[engine turning over]

[tires squealing]

* *

[engine rumbling]

* *

[suspenseful music]

* *

- Bunny? Bunny!

[dull thudding]

* *

I got you. It's gonna be OK.

Let's get you out of here.

[both grunting]

* *

- [groans]

* *

- Hey!

* *

- Come on.

[dramatic music]

* *

Strap yourself in. There you go.

You're good now.

* *

[engine turning over]

* *

[engine revving]

* *

It's OK.

Lie down. Stay down.

* *

[tires squealing]

* *

[tires squealing]

- [grunts]

[sighs]

* *

- Are you OK?

- I don't know.

- You're gonna be all right. We're gonna be all right.

- I want to go home.

- Gonna get you someplace safe right now.

Want some ice cream?

* *

[metal crashing, glass shattering]

[ominous music]

[monitor beeping]

[dramatic music]

* *

[wolf howls]