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[tense dramatic music]

- Where's Joey?

- Joe Jr. is in Europe.

- No,
he came to the apartment.

I told you
I saw him at the apartment.

♪ ♪

- What's your, uh,

appetite for getting
a little creative here?

- Like?
- Like we used to.

- Let's go for a ride.

- No matter what happens,
know that I love you.

- No, no, no.
Joey, listen to me.

I can bring you in.
I can protect you.

Joey.

- Dad?

- [deep breathing]

- Dad?

- [deep breathing]

[indistinct chatter]

Dad.

Are you OK?

- Yeah, all good.

- What did Uncle Joe say?

- Not much. He had to run.

But the main thing is
that he's doing well,

so that's great news.

- You don't look
like it was great.

- No, no, no.
Everything is fine.

Yeah, I don't
mean to worry you.

No, no, no.

Uncle Joe's in a situation

that he's just got
to get himself out of

and figure out.

It--it's going to be fine.

So help Grandma pack her bags

and get her over
to Uncle Randall's, OK?

- Sure.
- All right.

I--I love you.
- I love you, too.

- All right.
- But, Dad--

- Yeah?

- Be careful.

- Always.

- [sighs]

Margaret Thatcher once said--

do you know who
Margaret Thatcher is?

- Heard the name.

- But who was she?

- Are you asking me
because you don't know?

Or are you just trying
to make me look stupid?

- [chuckles]

- [scoffs]

- She was the prime minister
of England, Joe.

- Mm.

- She said something once
that resonated with me.

May I share it with you?

- Go ahead.

- "If you set out to be liked,

"you should be prepared
to compromise

"on anything at any time.

And you will achieve nothing."

I know your little secret, Joe.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

I'm not on this Earth
to be liked.

Or compromise.

♪ ♪

Tell you what.

Instead of talking about it,
I'll demonstrate it for you.

♪ ♪

[thumping and groaning]

♪ ♪

- Please, just stop.

I swear...

I'll make this right.

- I gave his organization
an opportunity.

And he broke my trust.

Put at risk what you and
I had worked so hard for, Joe.

[scoffs]
He wanted to renegotiate.

After we'd already
come to terms.

Cursed at me,

insulted my business acumen,

and made
the most horrible predictions

about my future
in this industry.

♪ ♪

To re-engage now would be
to compromise, would it not?

♪ ♪

- I can make this right.

Swear to God.

- Mm.

What's the prudent move here?

Your call.

♪ ♪

- I think he got the message.

♪ ♪

- Still got a lot to learn,
Joe.

Trash the place.

Make it look like
a robbery gone bad.

♪ ♪

- When does this useful idiot
become useful?

- Do you have a brother
who's a New York cop?

♪ ♪

One that we can move around
the chessboard as we see fit?

No.

So shut the fuck up.

Change your shirt.

[objects clattering]

♪ ♪

[door opens and closes]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Uh, that call you received
at the hospital

came from a burner phone.

Now, whoever made the call,

they pulled the SIM card
after they hung up,

but it pinged off
a tower in Queens,

so--[chuckles]

Um, so whoever it was,
you know, they, uh--

- I want to talk
about Julian Emery.

- Ah--

- Pull up the last digital file
that you had on him.

- Wait, Julian Emery?
Why?

OK.

OK.
Uh, Julian Emery.

Uh, let's see.

International arms dealer
and known drug trafficker.

- Six months ago,

he went underground
after we raided the airport.

Now what we know
is that the Russians

confiscated his main stockpile
of weapons out of Belarus.

- And he lost the heroin deal
with the Afghans.

- And you've got
no hits on him since?

- No.

What?

Why, do you think
he's above ground?

- I think when
you lose big-ticket items

like the ones he's lost,
your bottom line takes a hit.

- Do you think Emery
is back in New York?

- I don't know,
but I'm going to find out.

- Is that who called you?

- No.

- Was it Joe?

- Do you remember that list
I asked for?

- Uh, yeah, yeah, let's see.

Um...
[keyboard clicking]

Pulling up the list of cities
that Joe called your mom from.

- Amsterdam, Madrid, Baghdad.

- Oh, there's one
I missed, too.

Uh, Damascus.

- Mm.
How'd that slip through?

- Well, uh, the call
came through a VoIP service,

which was routed through
a number of servers

and the system tagged it
as untraceable

because it couldn't
pinpoint a location.

But then I went back
through the logs

and a new patch
I had in the software

helped me to resolve it.
[chuckles]

Yeah, I mean,
sometimes these things

slip through the cracks because
you're dealing with a lot

when you're dealing
with international routing.

Um, but, uh, the last--

last city he was in was,
uh, Damascus, Syria.

- Stabler.
- Elliot, it's Tim McKenna.

- Hey, Tim.

What's up?

- Hey, look, uh...

I'm at a crime scene
on 53rd and 3rd

and, uh, I found something
I think you might want to see.

- Anything in particular?

- Not on the phone.

- On my way.

- So the victim, Manuel Chavez,

he's a high-level advisor
to Raul Diego.

- Yeah, a cocaine trafficker.

- Mm-hmm.
- OK.

- Runs one of the largest
networks in Colombia.

So, uh, allegedly,

this was a smash and grab
that went sideways,

but I don't buy it.

- Looks staged.
- Mm?

- So what was it that

you couldn't tell me
over the phone?

- Oh.

Yeah, I--

You were on that
Boone Farm heroin case

a while back,
if my memory serves me right.

- That's right.

- And the last time we spoke,
you told me your brother, Joe,

mm, was involved
as a CI on that case.

That still the deal?

- Let's say that he is.

- So I found this here
on an end table.

It's got the Boone's
one-eyed skull.

Now, I haven't seen
that package on the street

in over six months.

And it looks too new
to be dead stock, so, uh...

look.

Your brother, Julian Emery,

look, I don't know what's
going on here.

But I do know
that I cannot have

that prick bringing in
Afghani dope stateside again.

- Kay.

All right, I'll see what
I can find on my end.

Appreciate your
calling me down.

♪ ♪

- Want me to vouch for this?

- No, I'll do that.

- All right.
- Thanks.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Inconclusive.

- Means it couldn't
be identified.

- Well, I know what it means.
Test it again.

- Tested it three times.

No fentanyl, heroin, coke,
MDMA, or PCP were found.

- So something new.

- New to me, at least.

I sent a sample to NIJ.
They got fancy tools.

They'll pull it apart,
identify what's what.

- How long?

- Could be a few days.

Hey, you know somebody
over there

you can pull a favor with,
have at it.

That's how these
things work sometimes.

- Yeah. Thanks.

Tanner.

- Hi.

- What are you doing here?
- Same thing you are.

That packet you just tested
was flagged by CTB.

- Oh, yeah.
Wow.

Word really travels fast, huh?

- Yeah, the internet.

It's really high-speed
these days.

- Yeah, it is.

- So how did you get your hands
on that bindle?

- Buddy of mine
out of narcotics.

What's your interest
in all this?

- It's a new drug.

It's called Captagon.

It's a psychoactive stimulant,
highly addictive.

Like, next-level opioid crisis
on steroids addictive.

- Where's it coming out of?

- The Syrian government.

The proceeds mainly fund

rebuilding the country's
infrastructure.

The rest go
to terrorist activities.

Your turn.

Why'd your buddy in narcotics

give you first bite
of the apple?

- That would compromise my CI.

- Oh.
And who would that be?

- Like I said,
that would compromise my CI.

- Well, I'm here to help.

- Great. I appreciate that.

I'll give you a call
if I need anything.

- Well, that wasn't an offer.

Counterterrorism
is involved now.

We're working side-by-side
on this op.

- [inhales deeply]

[door closes]

Eagle's finally been put to bed

and is happily sawing logs.

- Good.
- How's your dad?

You said he was
meeting us here.

- No, I said I hoped
he'd meet us here.

- What? No, that's--
that's not what he said.

- W-well, wait.

Uh, he, um--

yeah, he had to go to work.

- What?

Mom wants him here.
What work came up?

- I don't know.

- Kathleen.

Don't lie to your uncle.

Where is he?

[suspenseful dramatic music]

- Uncle Joe called him.

♪ ♪

- And?

♪ ♪

- I know Emery's been
traveling through Europe

and the Middle East.

- And you know this how?
- [sighs]

My source.

- Ah, yes, the CI with no name.

- Mm-hmm.

- And you believe Emery's
last location was Damascus?

- Second to last.

We believe his last location
was Queens.

- Here?

Why?

- Well, his pipelines
have dried up

and his business partners
have cut bait.

Now we believe that

he's trying to reestablish
himself here with the Captagon.

- Huh.

What better way
to score a huge deal

than in the richest, most
addicted country in the world?

- And we think the Syrians
are helping him with it.

- So, uh, what,
he's positioning himself

as the main broker and
distributor for this stuff?

[phone ringing]
- Does sound like Emery, right?

- It's very risky
for him to be here.

- That's why it's got
to be worth his time.

I think we're talking
a very big payday.

- Yeah, and imminent.

- One thing I don't know.

Does Emery still have
the infrastructure

to distribute here
in the States?

- Maybe the Syrians do?

I'm going to have my team
look into that.

- Yeah, sounds good.

- And you believe
that your mystery CI

was somehow
at this murder scene

and intentionally left
the bindle there to clue us in?

- I do believe that.

And look at us here,
all clued in.

- OK, fine.

So what's our next move?

- Uh, we wait for a call
from my brother.

- What?

- My brother's my CI.

[suspenseful dramatic music]

- Uh, is he a registered CI?

- His name is Joe.

And no, this is all kind of
off the books stuff.

- So what's his angle?

Is he working off charges

or just doing this out
of the goodness of his heart?

- Your concerns are noted,
but I trust him.

And right now,
he's our inside track.

So...

we're going to wait
for his call.

That's the next move.

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

Stabler.
- Hey.

I gotta move quick

or Emery's going to start
wondering where I am.

- You all right?

- Yeah, I'm good.

Listen, uh,
that thing I mentioned.

It's happening tonight.

- Where?

- Warehouse near the corner
of Bay and Columbia.

They got this carpet store
they're using as a front.

- Is Emery going to be there?

- He's closing a big deal
with a new distributor.

Calling it
his retirement plan.

- Give me a name.

- Sadat Majid, Turkish.

And Elliot...

apparently, this guy rolls
with a ton of firepower,

so come prepared.

- Well, how about you?
What are you going to do?

- Don't worry about me.

We're close to ending
this thing, though.

♪ ♪

- I know that wasn't easy,
JoJo.

But it will all be worth it.

- Yeah.

- Come on.

♪ ♪

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Appears this case
is picking up steam.

- Yes, it does.

- Your brother
involved in this?

- A bit more than I'd like.

Sadat Majid...

he on your radar
over at narcotics?

- Very much so.

He's mostly moving product.

But he's got no problem

getting his hands dirty
if he's cornered.

- Mm. Don't we all?

[dramatic music]

- Police!

Drop the guns!
Drop 'em!

On the ground!

[indistinct shouting]

♪ ♪

Him.

Where is he?

♪ ♪

Where is he?

- Don't know him.

- Yeah, right.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Decent bust.

- Not what I expected.

♪ ♪

[tense music fading]

- Seven kilos.

That's five years a brick.

- Could be a lot less

if you just tell us what
you know about Julian Emery.

- One more time.

I've never heard of this man.

And at this point
in our lovely conversation,

I'm going to invoke my right
to legal counsel.

[Stabler clears throat]

- I'm inclined to believe him
that he doesn't know Emery.

He has nothing in his jacket

or priors that has
them together.

I mean, unless
I'm missing something.

- Mm, no.

Trying to put the whole picture
together myself.

- Hey,
it's Sergeant Bell again.

She wants--
- I'll call her back.

- Mm-hmm.

- She's probably not going
to be too happy

to find out that I was here.

- Maybe she doesn't need
to find out.

- That'd be cool.

All right, so I'll, uh,
take him to narcotics.

I'm going to process him
and, um,

I'll let you know if his memory
suddenly kicks in or something.

- Thanks, Tim.

- Your brother said

this Majid character was
going to be there.

He said Emery was
going to be there, too.

- OK, so he was half right.

Do you have any idea about
the vagaries of the drug game?

I mean,
shit happens all the time.

It goes sideways.
People flake, plans change.

You know, guys get thrown
into the trunks of cars.

- Hey.

I'm not trying
to dunk on your brother.

I'm approaching this
as a clear-eyed cop.

I think you would do the same

because
I'm pretty fucking sure

that we just took out
Emery's competition.

- S-so are you saying that my--
my brother played me?

- I'm saying

Emery is trying to clear a path
to make a deal with the Syrians

and with Majid off the board,
that path is a lot clearer.

- So you're suggesting that

my brother's actually
working for Emery?

- I don't know.
Is he?

[soft suspenseful music]

You know him better than I do.

Where is he?

Why hasn't he checked in
with you?

Something's not right here,
Elliot.

He's not being honest with you,

and I think
that's pretty clear.

- Uh, excuse me.

Uh, Detective Stabler,
you have a visitor.

- I'm going to go check in
with my team.

♪ ♪

- [sighs] Never should have
told him where I worked.

Buzz him in!

- I'm telling you, I've
called you a million times!

You just shut me out!

- It's called business,
Randall.

- It's not business,
it's family!

This is our family.
All right?

This is our mom.
What if she finds out?

- She's not going to find out!

- What's going on with Joey?

- I'm trying to figure out
as you yell at me!

- I'm not yelling!
You're yelling!

[calmly] You know, I warned you
about this, Elliot.

And now I--

shit!

I swear to God,
I'm getting premonitions.

All right?
And I don't get premonitions.

And I certainly don't like
talking about premonitions,

but it's dark, Elliot.

It's really dark.

Something bad's going
to happen to Joe,

so I need you to give me
something right now!

- He's in New York.

- What?
How long has that been?

Why didn't you tell me?

- Because the case he's been
working came with him,

and I don't--

[sighs]

[whispering] I don't know

what side of the street
he's working.

I don't know where
he's going to land.

- What? What does that mean?
He's going to be in prison?

- I don't know.
I just--

the moves he's making
don't make sense.

And you know how he is.

I mean, it's always
gotta be harder with him

than it needs to be.

- [sighs]

All right, listen.

I'm the big brother.

I'm here. I'm going to help.
What can I do?

[soft suspenseful music]

- I got no way to reach him.

Look, maybe he's still
trying to call Mom.

You want to help me out?

- Yeah.
- You sit on Mom's phone.

- I can do that.

- And if he calls,

you tell him
to call me immediately,

because this is
about to blow up.

- OK, that's done.

[soft dramatic music]

- How'd you get more handsome?

- Dad.
- [chuckles] I'm serious.

Most handsome geezer
I've ever seen.

Girls throwing rocks
at your window yet?

- No.

- Well, you better
tell your mum

to get the double-pane kind,

because it's only
a matter of time.

- When am I going to get
to see you again, Dad?

- Soon, Giles.

Very soon.

But, um, unfortunately,
I have to pop off now.

- Five more minutes, please?

- If only I could.

Love you, champ.

- I love you, too.

[phone beeps]

- Might be the last time
I see him.

[chuckles]
How fucked up is that?

- There's always a way.

- No.

No, not after this.

We have to disappear.

We'll be unaccountably wealthy,
admittedly,

but, um...

we'll have to disappear.

♪ ♪

OK.

Game plan.
Run me through it.

- Easy.

I tell Elliot the deal's
going down in Staten Island.

We're done.

- Correct.

It's very important
you sell this, Joe.

It's very important that
your brother goes there

so that we can freely conduct
our business in Bay Ridge.

You understand?

[Joe sighs]

Look me in the eye
and tell me you understand.

- I understand.

- Good.

[Joe chuckles softly]

Wonderful.

Let's go.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[tense music fading]

- Are you being careful
of the eggshells?

- Yes, Grandma.

- Nothing worse than biting
into a piece of shell.

Bleh.

- I can think of worse things.

- [sniffs]

Is the toast burning?

- No.

- Randall.
- No!

- The toast is burning.

- No, it's just stuck
in this thing.

[toaster rattling]

- Uh...

you're--you're jumpy today.

You know, it's like you're
keeping something from me.

- I'm keeping from you the fact

that I don't like to be told
how to make toast, OK?

- No, it's different than that.

It's like that time that

you wrapped
our Volkswagen Dasher

around that tree
and then didn't even tell us

about it for a full 24 hours.

[phone buzzing]

- Here, Grandma,
check the eggs.

I want you to be sure
there are no shells.

- Hello.

Joey?

- Yeah, it looks pretty good.

- Look, I know it's you.

Call Elliot now

or everything
that's been cooking up

is going to get flushed,
do you hear me?

It's coming straight from him.
You got it?

[suspenseful music]

- Tell him to meet me
at the spot in an hour.

He'll know.

[somber suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

You worry too much.

♪ ♪

[wind whistling]

- Come on, El.

I'm clean, six months.

- I didn't ask you if you were.

- Yeah, but I know that look.

Home stretch.

Huh?
- Yeah.

- Here we are.

- Turkish drug connection
at the rug store.

why wasn't Emery there?

- He got spooked.
Last minute.

- What do you mean spooked?

Did the raid compromise us,
compromise you?

- No, no, no, he just
gets like this sometimes.

It's no big deal.

- Couldn't give me a heads-up?

- He's attached to my hip,
Elliot.

But I'm telling you I'm in.

Talking inner circle,
his confidant.

[Stabler sighs]

- You look comfortable.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Just, you know,

settling into the role, lifestyle.

Jets, champagne, you know.

Suits you.
Maybe a little too much.

- That's what you think of me?

I'm still just a fuckup?

- I didn't say that, Joey.
- Then what?

I'm a rat?
Is that it?

How about this, Elliott?

How about
I'm just good at my job?

- How about
you don't get it twisted?

I never wanted you involved
in this in the first place.

- God, this--
this isn't about what you want!

I'm the one

who put his ass on the line
for the last six months!

I'm the one who
drove this thing

to the fucking 1-yard line!

We are this close!

I'm about
to give it all to you!

You know what?
Fine, fuck it.

You quit.

Just hand me off to another cop

who's not going to trip
on some big brother bullshit!

- Joey.
- What?

- Joey, let's take
the temperature down.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Let's just get to it.

- All right.
Captagon.

- Yeah.

- What I left for you
in the townhouse.

Emery's about to move
$300 million worth of it.

- How's he doing that?

- Syrians.
It's coming in by air.

- Where did he get
that much product?

- The nerve gas
you confiscated,

Emery had a lot more.

Sold it to some bad players
in Eastern Europe,

bought his way in
to the Syrians.

They're his suppliers.

- Names?
- They don't say names.

At least not to me, anyway.

But Emery's
meeting his Syrian connect

and a potential buyer tonight.

- In New York?
- Yeah.

Miller Airfield.
Staten Island, 8:00.

I'll get you a tail number
as soon as I know it.

- You being straight with me?

- Yeah, I'm being straight
with you.

- Swear on Mom's life?

- I swear on Ma's life.

[suspenseful somber music]

- Speaking of Mom...

she, uh...

she knows that
I was meeting with you.

I mentioned it to her.

And she, uh,
wants me to give you this.

- Why?

- Eh, you know...

so you'll be safe, I guess?

I don't know.

Look up.

- How's she doing?

- Eh, she's doing.
She's Ma, you know.

- She know about me?

- You're the one who's
been visiting her.

So I guess she
knows you're alive.

- Well, does she know
I'm clean?

Make sure she knows I'm clean.

- Joey, she never knew
you were using.

[tender music]

♪ ♪

Come home.

When it's over with, come home.

- Yeah.

Miller Airfield, Staten Island,
8:00 tonight.

- I got it.

♪ ♪

[gun clicking]

- Captain, your team ready?

[tense music]

We're ready to go when you are.

- Go time.

You good?

- My brother's got to come home
in one piece.

- Let's make that happen.

♪ ♪

- [sighs] Manado.
Have you been?

I know the mayor.

I know his daughter
even better.

[Emery chuckles]
[Joe chuckles once]

She has a sister.

Hmm?

[Joe chuckles]

That's where we'll go
when the deal closes.

Relax.

There's no extradition treaty
with Manado.

Your brother will
never find us.

Right?

- Yeah.

- You told him Miller Airfield
on Staten Island?

- Yes, I told him.

♪ ♪

- That's new.
What is it?

- Oh, St. Christopher medal.
[sighs]

My brother gave it to me
when we met up.

Mom wants me to have it.

- Mm, how sweet.
[Joe chuckles]

Patron saint of travelers.

Do you believe in God,
JoJo?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

- Let me guess.
You were an altar boy.

- [chuckles]

I was.
[laughter]

- Do they even have those
anymore?

Can't imagine they do.

Liability insurance alone.

♪ ♪

- Two minutes out.

♪ ♪

- You're my best friend, JoJo.

I don't say that enough.

♪ ♪

- Yeah, me too.

- OK, checking in.

East side,
that's our primary breach.

Team one, that's your entry.

Team two, you're going
to cover the north exit.

Team three, hold at the
perimeter for runners.

No lights, no sirens.
Element of surprise is key.

♪ ♪

- Is your heart racing?

Mine isn't, for some reason.

I think I'm already relaxing
on that beach in Manado.

[chuckles softly]

- We've got a cop caravan
headed our way.

- What?
- Right now.

- Did you tell your
brother Staten Island?

- Yes, I-I swear to God.

Get your--
- Then--

[tense music]

- You're wearing a tracker,
Joe.

♪ ♪

- It's confirmed.
They're at the warehouse.

30 seconds out.

♪ ♪

[tires squealing]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- They're here.

- Well, we're ready.
Go around back.

Hit the door.
- Good to go.

♪ ♪

- On your flank.

- Move, move. Go, go, go.

♪ ♪

Hit it.

- Go.

- Go, go, go.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[gunfire]

- Go.

[tense music]

Here.
[gunfire]

♪ ♪

- Go, go.

Get in the car!

Come on!

♪ ♪

[tires squealing]

[engine revving away]

♪ ♪

[tires squealing]

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

[siren wailing]

- Vargas!

I'm in pursuit of Emery
headed to the Belt Parkway.

- OK.

Got your location.

Sending it to the team.

- He's taking a ride on 49th.

- I can get eyes trying
to use traffic cams.

♪ ♪

- Vehicle is stopped.

Switching to comms.

[suspenseful music]

[siren turns off]

[tires squeal]

♪ ♪

They're on foot.

I'm going to search the area.

- OK, got your location.
Sending backup.

[indistinct chatter]

[dog snarling]

[person coughing]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

- Hello.

- I have your brother.

I need a favor from you.

- Emery, listen to me.

- No, you listen to me.

Your brother Joe has
caused quite a stir.

And now I have to leave town.

Remove the APB
on me or he dies.

- OK, I'll work on the APB.

[helicopter whirring overhead]

[distant sirens wailing]

- Sounds like
it's already too late.

- No, no, no.
No, no, I can hold them off.

I'll work on the APB
and I'll hold them off.

Just don't hurt Joe.

[Emery scoffs]

[phone beeps]

[gunshot]

♪ ♪

[person coughs]

♪ ♪

[Joe groaning and gasping]

I found Joey.
I need a bus.

I need a bus!
[Joe groaning and gasping]

Hey.

Hey, it's me.

Come here.

Help is on the way.
Come on.

- [weakly] I mailed it, El.

- OK, good work.

- Mm-hmm?
- Good work.

Right now, though,
right now, that's it.

I need you to breathe
and stay awake.

- [weakly] I mailed it.

- OK, good, good.

Just stay with me, 'cause
we got to get to see Mama.

- [weakly] Mm.

- Mama's been looking for you.

- [weakly] Mm-hmm.

OK.
- OK.

- OK.
- OK.

- Tell her I was clean. OK?

Can you tell her I was clean?

- Hey...

[shakily]
You tell her yourself.

You tell her yourself.
- No, no, I--

- [shushing] Breathe.

- No.

- Just stay with me.
Just stay with me.

- Just make sure she knows.

- I--
yeah, you tell her yourself.

Stay with me.

Joey, stay with me.

[Joe gasping]
Joey, Joey.

[shushes] Breathe.
Joey, stay with me.

Joey, stay with me.

[Stabler sobbing]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[Stabler sobs]

[Stabler sighs]

♪ ♪

[Stabler sniffles and sobs]

[footsteps]

- Detective Stabler.

- Yeah?
- I'm sorry.

But, uh,
need to do this by the book.

Did you see the shooter?

You see anyone
leaving the scene?

- No, I didn't.

- Did you touch the body,
move anything?

- Y--[sighs shakily]

H--

mm.

Yeah, I held--I held him.

I held him.

[somber music]

- All right.

I'll need to get
your official statement

soon as you're ready.

You're the witness now.

- Yeah. [sighs]

I understand.

♪ ♪

- Take a moment.

♪ ♪

- Any word on Emery?

- No, not yet.

♪ ♪

[Stabler sighs]

♪ ♪

[Stabler sighs]

[Stabler sniffles and sighs]

♪ ♪

[Stabler sighs]

You should go
be with your family.

- Yeah.

- I got this from here.

♪ ♪

[inaudible]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[inaudible]

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- I'm really sorry, man.

- I appreciate that, Tim.

♪ ♪

What did you want
to talk about?

- I, uh...

cut out of the raid
a little parting gift.

[sighs]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Emery's muscle.

Caught him
fleeing the shootout,

and, uh...

I was going to book him.

Then I heard about
your brother, so, uh...

we can take him in.

♪ ♪

Or we can go for a ride.

- Let's go for a ride.

♪ ♪

- [muffled shouting]

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]