All language subtitles for Chicago PD s06e22 Reckoning.enk

[grunting]

[cell phone buzzing]

[breathing heavily]

- Okay, I just talked
to my contact at IRT

and it's as bad
as you think it is.

Kelton is leading the charge
to find out exactly

what happened in that building
the day Rizzo died.

- When's the last time IRT
reached out to you?

- Uh, a few days ago?

They requested a blood sample,
I gave it,

I haven't heard
anything sense.

- That's because IRT's
no longer involved.

Internal Affairs has officially
taken over the investigation.

- Means they found something.
Something actionable.

- Okay.
Thanks, Trudy.

- Yeah.

- What do we do now?

- We fight back.

[tense music]

[door opens]

♪

[door closes]

- Whisky?
- If you're having one.

- I've already had two.

- Well, you were right
about Kelton.

He's coming after us.

- Let me guess,
he's pressing the IAD

to dig deeper
into the death

of that guy on Sullivan street.

He's been sniffing around that
since it happened.

- Well, he's doing a lot more
than sniffing.

He's moving.

I need to do the same.

- Well, the election's
in 36 hours.

- That's why I'm here.
I need a weak link,

like a friend, ex-partner.

- Mm.

How about a gangbanger?

- All right, listen up.

We got a new target.

His name is Wilson Young,

he's a high level dealer
for the South Side Hustlers.

Got multiple priors
for possession,

distribution, and assault.

- The guy's been a player
for a while now,

but no charges have been
brought against him

for four years
'cause nothing will stick.

- Because he's got a protector.

Brian Kelton.

♪

Bottom line, Wilson...

Is Kelton's "fix it" man.

- So you want
to catch Wilson dirty.

- Yeah, but it has got
to be real dirty.

Gotta be a big ticket charge.

Something he can't
wiggle out of.

Something big enough
to force him

to flip on Kelton.

- I got an angle.

CI Maya Shelly.

She hangs out with
the Southside Hustlers.

Great with intros.
- Okay, good.

Persuade her to set up
a drug deal.

And let's get eyes and ears
on Wilson.

We got to move fast.

- He good people, Wilson.
All about his business.

Renting two corners
from the Black Knights.

- Yeah, I got three corners,
actually.

My supplier can't keep up
with that demand.

That's why I'm right here.
I need a new partner.

- Not my problem, bro.

- It ain't.
It's your opportunity, man.

- Opportunity, huh?

- Yeah, I'm trying
to do you a good deal.

35 for a half a book.

Now you know that's good,
I know you good for it.

I Just can't flip
a whole bird right now.

Wilson's in play.

- Copy that.
Am I clear?

- Yep, good to go.

♪

♪

- It's scary how fast
you just did that.

- How you know this brother,
again?

Man, you know.
Hangin' out.

- [chuckles]
Oh, like that?

With all due respect,
tapping ass is one thing.

Doing business is another.

- Valid point, and Shelly
will tell you I do business

better than I tap ass anyway.
- He okay on that ass, too.

- More info than I needed,
but like I said, I'm good.

Not looking to expand
right now.

- Better move fast, Jay.
Atwater's rap isn't working.

- What if I mark it up 10%?

- Then I say you're desperate.

And that would make me
even more nervous.

- Jay, you close?

- Another minute.

- Dre, Tanya, time to go.

Yo, get your hands off me,
homey.

- Hey, I'm just trying to say
thank you, dawg.

Hey, there's kids around here.
No need for guns, man.

- Back up.

Had enough of your phony-ass
salesmanship.

[car engine turns over]

♪

[tires squealing]

[horn honking]

Watch out.

- Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry!

Are you okay?
- The hell you doing?

There's all these kids
out here, lady.

- My brakes weren't working.
I'm so sorry.

[stammers]
I couldn't stop.

I-I'm really sorry.
I-I tried.

- You're okay, Tanya.
Come on.

Let's go, Dre.
- Do you guys need anything?

Are you guys okay?

- We're good.
Wire and trackers are up.

Let's see where he takes us.

♪

- Hey, yo, D!

[shutter snapping]

- What's up, yo?
You good?

- You following directions
this time?

- We got Wilson dropping anchor
at seven one and Pulaski.

No movement yet.

- You think
we can pull this off?

- I think we don't
have a choice.

- You're right.
- Yo.

- Make sure
you drop off today.

- Yeah, yeah, I drop it off.

- Cash drop.

- Gotta be.

- Well, I say we follow
the runner.

Hopefully he leads us
right back to Wilson, yeah?

- Yeah, cash, dope,
Wilson all in one place.

That's all we need.

- Look man, I got to jump.

Internal Affairs.
- Hey...

I know you can't give me all
the details,

and this goes without saying,

but if you need something,

anything,
you know I'm down.

- So, reason I called...

the blood sample we found
in the building,

on the railing--please.
- Thanks.

- Didn't match the offender,
Jason Rizzo.

- Okay.
- Or you.

Your DNA sample wasn't a match.

- All right, well,
I mean, that makes sense.

I mean, as I said at the scene,
I didn't believe I was injured.

- Right, um, you did say...

"To the best of my knowledge

I was not injured
in the altercation."

- All right, yeah.
So I'm confused.

What's the issue?

- The issue, Adam,

is that
the unidentified sample

from the railing did match
the DNA we found

under Rizzo's fingernails
and on Rizzo's knuckles.

And on Rizzo's clothing.

- No doubt,
Rizzo got into an altercation

with someone that day.

He fought that person hard,
got some punches in,

caused that someone to bleed,
but...

that someone isn't you.

♪

So...

t=you got something to say,

or you want to amend
your original statement,

Now would be a good time.

[dramatic music]

- I got nothing to say.

- Okay.

♪

.

- That's all he said?
The DNA on Rizzo wasn't yours?

- Yeah, and you know,
he put on this little show,

tried to make me nervous.

- And he never mentioned me
or Antonio?

- No, no, no, just yours truly,

and then this new DNA
they just tested.

- Who's running the case?
- David Heller.

- I don't know him.
- I do.

A little bit.

He's partners with a friend
of mine, Chris Boyd.

- All right, dig into him.
Find something we can use

to neutralize him
in case something escalates.

You got a problem with that?

- No, I'll reach out to Chris.

- Kelton's here.

He's on his way up
to the bullpen.

- Gotta say, I'm surprised
to see you here today.

Polls open tomorrow.

- Well, we're feeling pretty
good about where we are, Hank.

We're way ahead
of all our opponents

and of course,

Ray Price going down
for that double homicide

certainly didn't hurt the odds.

- What can I do for you,
Brian?

- I need Intelligence to jump
on the Kedzie double murder.

Robbery/homicide's
stalled on it.

Case needs new eyes.

- Jump on it as soon as we can.

Right now we're in the middle

of a drug op with narcotics.

It's a gang thing.
- That so?

- Yeah, they asked
for some help off book.

Heavy surveillance.
It's open market crew.

But, you're the boss.

Hell, you're about to be mayor.

We can switch gears,
focus on the double homicide.

- That'd be outstanding.

[tense music]

- Gentlemen.
both: Sir.

♪

- Are we really jumping on--
- No.

Just the opposite.

The fact he came here
means he's nervous.

He's trying
to divert our attention.

Tells me we're
on the right track.

- Burgess and Atwater
have a lead.

- Tell 'em we're on our way.

- Wilson's runner led me
right here.

Kid did a car switch
in the parking lot,

dusted off for 20 minutes,
pulled into that garage.

- Ah.

- He stayed in there
for 15 minutes, drove out,

returned the car
to the same lot.

- That's Wilson's stash house.

Kid dropped off cash,
picked up packs and jabs.

- We ran the address
through narcotics.

They confirmed it
as a stash house

but we don't have anything
to tie it to Wilson.

It's not enough for an arrest.

- Wilson's smart.
He's probably never even

stepped foot near this place.

- We don't have time
to flip up the chain.

- Or tickle the wire.

- So we gut it.

- Gut what?
- The stash house.

Have Halstead and Upton
pull gear

from the roll-up
on the quiet.

Not the M-4s,
just pistols and my Remington,

and any blackout gear
doesn't announce our office.

- I'm on it.

♪

- One, two, three.

[overlapping chatter
and shouting]

- Relax.
- Get on the ground.

[gunshots]

[cocking]

You feel me?
- Uh-huh.

- All right!
Chill.

- I ain't killed nobody
all day.

Where the work at?
- Kiss my ass!

- Finna blow the back
of your neck off!

Where the work at!
- Where are they!

- You're all dead.
- Look out.

- Out of the way.
Out of the way.

- Ah! It's over there
in the vent by the door!

- Grab some bags, fill 'em up.
Let's go.

Come on.
We're a minute out.

We got to move!

[tires squeal]

♪

[tires squealing]

- That was a $500,000 rip that
we can't tell anyone about.

- And if this whole thing
doesn't work,

we're going to go back
to writing traffic tickets.

- Your sergeant at
organized crime take you back?

- [chuckles]
No.

He holds grudges.
He was so pissed when I left.

Besides,
I'm going where you go.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, it's hard
to find a good partner.

- That sounds good to me.

We both know Kelton
won't let any of us

stay together.
- Hell of a load, Sarge.

- Yeah, well if this doesn't
get Wilson's attention,

nothing will.

All right,
we man the trackers, his wire,

COH, everything we got.

Wilson moves, we move.

- Boss?
- Yeah?

- IAD Detective Heller says
he's got something.

He wants me to come in.

Right now.

- All right, hit it.
- Yeah.

♪

.

[humming]

- Some new evidence has come
to light since we last talked,

and I thought
we should talk again.

- Okay, 10:00 p.m. at night?

- I'm trying to do you a favor.

- All right, how's that?
- I want you to see what we got

before you throw
your life away.

This was taken by a bus
about two minutes

before cops arrived
on scene.

You're staring directly
at the man in that shot.

Now I'm guessing that's the
same guy whose DNA was found

on the offender
who threw him out the window.

So...

You really want to tell me
you didn't see him?

That you don't know who he is?

- I didn't and I don't.
- [scoffs]

- I don't need
your cooperation.

Adam, I am trying to help you.

- Yeah?
How are you trying to do that?

- I am a couple of pieces away
from proving there were

four people in that building,
and not three,

and that the fourth person,
the man in this photograph,

is a detective
in the Intelligence unit.

A detective who took a ten day
furlough the next day

to what I'm guessing was rehab.

- Well, that is
a very elaborate theory,

but I already told you
what happened.

Look, I get it.

You and Detective Dawson,
you're good friends.

Right?

You're trying to help him,
you're trying to protect him.

I respect that.
I really do.

Come clean with me and I will
grant you full immunity...

- Look man, listen to me.
- No official misconduct...

- I already told you
what happened.

- No obstruction.
You have 24 hours to decide.

♪

- Look.

I were you,

I would think long and hard.

We are not gonna go away.

The superintendant
won't let us.

Or...or should I say,
the mayor.

- Well, he hasn't won yet.
- Yeah, that's true.

The polls don't open
till the morning,

but we both know this election
is in the bag,

and by this time tomorrow,
your worst enemy

will be the mayor of Chicago.

♪

- Yeah, I know Heller.

Guy's a prick.

He's the kind of guy
that would carry around

those flossers in his pocket.

Use 'em while he drove.

- Right.

Hey, uh...

look.

A guy in my unit's mixed up
in an IAD case.

Heller's the lead.

- Oh, is this
what I think it is?

The moral and virtuous
Antonio Dawson

asking for leverage
to jam up an IAD cop?

- Come on.
- Ooh.

- I'm in a bad place.
I really don't have a choice.

- Yeah, okay.

I'll check him out.

Far as I can tell you,
he's a self righteous ass.

Perfect cop, a big family,

perfect life.

Means he's got to be dirty.

♪

- Thanks for helping out.

- It's true, isn't it?

Hang around criminals
long enough,

you start to act like one.

♪

- He gave you 24 hours
to decide?

- Yeah.
- That's why they didn't bring

me in for questioning.
Take my blood.

They only have you
on video, Adam.

They're gonna prove you lied.

- They want me to flip,
give up you and Antonio.

- Sarge, we got something
on the wire.

- Wilson visited a stash house
an hour ago,

picked up two of his runners.

Safe to say he's pissed.

- Should have just let them
blow your damn head off!

Nobody comes in here,
rips me off like that.

- So it goes on like that,
he reams them out,

but they can't ID
the rip crew so...

- He makes a phone call.

- I'm short on supply
for the full house.

I need to restock right away.
- Got it.

I'll deliver to the worksite.

- He reached out
to his supplier?

- Yup, he's re-upping.
He has a big deal to make

and doesn't have any product
to do it with.

The phone call goes back
to Trey Guerreo,

Supplies Mexican tan heroin
to the Southside Hustlers.

- Someone please tell me
they set a meet.

- West End garage,
2:00 p.m. today.

- This is it.

I mean, he's about to buy
$1/2 million worth of dope.

We get him on this,

he'll have no choice
but to flip on Kelton.

All right, let's move.

Call it out.

- We got an anchor down
on the east-end.

- Yeah, I'm holding down
the back.

- Copy.

Solid eye on the front.

♪

[foot taps]

- Okay, Wilson is pulling up
to the party.

♪

Headed your way, Ruz.

♪

- All right, I got him.

He's going on foot.
I'm gonna lose the eye.

I need to move positions.

- All right,
heads on a swivel.

As soon as we get a positive
on Trey,

see drugs exchange hands,
we roll in, but wait for my--

[machine gun fire]

Move!
Go!

50-21, 10-1. 10-1.
Shots fired at the police.

- [groans]

I repeat, 10-1, my officers
are under heavy fire.

- Copy that.
- Jay, Hailey, you good?

- We're good, we're good!

- Do not exit
till we get the all clear.

Who's got eyes?
- 50-21 IDA, I got him.

I'm in pursuit,
Wilson is down,

suspect is fleeing
through the garages.

Male, black, blue jeans,
grey jacket.

- 50-21 David, we're en route.

We're gonna block him off
from the north and south.

- 50-21 Frank,
on the scene of the 10-1.

Got a man down.
I need an ambo right now.

- Copy that.
[indistinct radio chatter]

♪

- No eyes.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no.

50-21, IDA, we lost him.

Offender last seen
in the area of 10-1.

Damn it!

.

- Hey, what are you doing here?

Hit the streets.
Start knocking on doors.

How's this scene
supposed to be secure?

We let patrol
trample all over it.

Anything?
- No eyes on the shooter.

- A getaway car?
- Didn't see one.

Sarge, this guy shot at Wilson.
He shot at us.

He knew we were there.

- Sarge.

- Don't you have a better place
to be on election day?

- I thought I told your team
to dedicate their energy

to that homicide case.
- Yeah, well,

we caught a hard lead

in the bulk narcotics deal.

- Huh.

It looks like
it didn't turn out so good.

- Excuse me?
- You got one DOA,

no dope, no money,
and no one in custody.

On what planet exactly,
Sergeant, is that a hot lead?

- You want to try that again?

Start with asking
if my officers are okay?

- What I want is for you

and your team
to head to Kedzie.

- We took bullets.

We're gonna work
the scene we just caught.

- Dig up another hot lead?

- Well, the victim
is a well known banger

named Wilson Young.

You know him?
- Heard the name.

- Huh.
'Cause the word is

he's got some high placed
affiliations.

Gangs, drug trade.

Some even say the Ivory Tower.

- Well, he's damn sure
dead now, Sergeant.

You let homicide know, will ya?

So if there is nothing else,

I suggest that you
and your team go

and work the assignment
that I gave you.

♪

- Thanks.

Hey.
- Shooter got away.

I lost eyes.
- Yeah, I heard.

Look.
Why were you even chasing him?

- What are you talking about?

Shooter was fleeing,
he shot at the police.

- Wilson was
straight ahead of you.

You should have rendered aid,

you could have stopped
the bleeding.

- Wilson was shot and
he was dying or dead already.

- You don't know that.

- What are you doing right now,
Antonio.

What are you doing?
If I'm you, I say thank you.

Or I keep my stupid mouth shut.
- Thank you?

For what?
I wanted to fix this--

- Calm down!
- You're the one that

jammed us up!
- Hey!

You two really doing this here?

Move!

- Hey.

- All right, is everybody good?
Huh?

Anybody got something to say?

Huh?

Okay.

Somebody knew Wilson
was gonna be there.

And knew our van was police.

- I got something.

Recovered a burner
on Wilson's body.

- Anything useful on it?
- Yeah, five calls,

three text messages
to an unregistered number.

Last text read,
"Like I said yesterday,

the cops are onto me,
need your help, you owe me."

Burner replied,
"We'll look into it."

♪

- [scoffs]

- So Wilson knew
we were hunting him down,

and he reached out
to Kelton's burner.

- Which means Kelton knew
our plan.

So he orchestrates
Wilson's murder

to cut us off
at the legs.

- Let's say Kelton
is that cold blooded.

Then how did he do it?
- Who cares?

Look.

We catch the shooter,
convince him to flip on Kelton,

we are back in business
with a bullet.

So let's keep our boots
on the ground...

and figure out
what the hell just happened.

♪

- All right, shooter
had to flee on foot, right?

We set up that perimeter

within 60 seconds
of the shooting.

Somebody around here
had to see something.

- Or, somebody around here
hid his ass

until the heat died.

- Yeah.

All right, I'm going to work
the apartments

till the end of the block.
You hit that side.

Kasswith, why don't
you work the west side?

- Copy that.

No need to knock
on that door with the flag.

We talked to the owner
after the shooting.

Guy argued with us
about warrants for 20 minutes.

- So, did he ever let you in?

- Yeah, but he was a pain
in the ass, kept saying no,

and then out of nowhere
he just invites us inside.

What?
- When people resist that hard

and then change their mind,
there's usually a good reason.

- Wilson is dead?
- Pronounced at the scene.

- [sighs]
That is unfortunate.

Kelton had something
to do with it?

- He knew we were moving
against Wilson,

that he was the weak link,
now he's dead.

Listen...
do you know Kelton's driver?

- Yeah, I got his idiot son
into the academy.

- I need you to reach out,

find out
where he took Kelton yesterday,

'cause I'm guessing he paid one
of Wilson's partners a visit

somewhere deep
in the South Side.

If it was me...

I'd persuade someone close
to Wilson to pull that trigger.

- I'll make the call.

- All right,
our hunch about Kelton

is no longer just a hunch.

I got word he was
on the South Side yesterday,

corner of 70th and Calumet
from 4:00 to 4:15.

Wilson's supplier,
Trey Guerreo,

he lives on that block.

I'm not sure
what they discussed,

but I guarantee you it had
something to do with Wilson.

- That's why Trey
didn't show up for the meet.

It was a setup.

- We picking him up?
- His phone's off, not at home.

Lodge a BOLO.

- Hey, I got something.

So that house with a flag
that didn't let patrol in,

it's owned by a Phil Sturgeon.

Phil Sturgeon is clean,
but his nephew, Deon, is not.

Deon's a low level runner
for Trey.

Deon's parole officer said
that his last known address

was Uncle Phil's.
- That fits.

Kelton goes to see
the supplier, Trey.

Tells him that Wilson's working
with the police.

And then Trey order's Deon
to do the hit,

tie off the problem.

- What are we waiting for?
Let's grab him.

[screaming]
- Freeze, Deon.

[suspenseful music]

- We got him!
Back up.

Back it up.
- Uh-huh.

- Against the wall.

- You're making them too tight.
- How's that?

That better?
- Wha--what's going on?

What do you want?
- Shut up!

- What do we want?
We want you for the murder

of Wilson Young
and the attempted murder

of me and my partner.

♪

- [grunts]

- Who told you
to kill Wilson Young?

- I don't know
what you're talking about.

[grunting]

- Get up.
Get up.

I need a name, Deon.

I don't have time for this.

So who was it?

Who told you Wilson
was working with the police?

Was it your boy, Trey?
- I ain't a snitch.

Ahh!

[whimpers]

♪

- Deon.

We know you did the murder,
Deon.

Trey told you
he was working with us

so you went to that meet,
you saw our van,

and you pulled
that trigger.

- Ain't that right.
Huh?

- Listen to me.

Now is your chance
to come clean.

You give me the information
I want,

you'll be home with
your cute little girlfriend

in the next hour.

- [whimpering]

- You don't, I'll go back,

I'll pick up your Uncle Phil,

and I'll arrest him
for harboring a fugitive.

- Uncle Phil's clean.
You can't put that on him.

I ain't no snitch.

♪

- Okay.

You don't want to give up
one of your own.

You know what?
I can respect that.

I can.

But a white cop?

Man, you don't owe him
a damn thing.

Brian Kelton,
you know that name?

- No.

- You ever seen
that man before?

- Hell, no.
- Look again.

- Look, I don't know him,
and I'm done talking.

I want a lawyer.
Now.

♪

- This son of a bitch
is useless.

- Sarge, any luck with Deon?

- No.
He's smart.

He knows we don't have a case.

And it's pretty clear
he's never met or saw Kelton.

So, we got anything else?
Anything at all?

Something that connects
Kelton to this?

- We don't have anything.

No ties.
Trey's in the wind.

Nothing.

- What's our next move?

[ominous music]

♪

- I don't know.

But I will do everything I can

to make sure he does not
ruin your careers,

or disband Intelligence.

So we keep moving...

keep digging.

Antonio might still
find something on Heller.

♪

- What's up, Ton?
- Hey.

So, what are we doing
down here?

- See that girl right there?
The blonde?

- Yeah.

- She comes here
about twice a week.

Does some business,
makes some money.

Spends it all on dope.

- So tell me something
I don't know.

- Okay.

Her father is Internal Affairs
Detective David Heller.

♪

- Hey, I didn't ask for this.

- Brother, you asked for dirt.

- On Heller,
not his kid.

- Look, man...

Heller's clean as whistle.

You're never gonna find dirt
on him.

His daughter...

she's not so clean.

- Not into this.
Go.

♪

You ask me,
that's a hell of a chit.

Whether you use it or not,
well, that's up to you.

♪

.

- You get a connection
on Kelton?

- No.

- [sighs]

Why are you doing this?

You and I, we're not close.

You don't even like me
that much.

- Yeah...

Yeah, well, most of my family,

I don't like them
all the time either.

- [scoffs]

- Look, Antonio,
it's not only about you.

You know...

when Rizzo went out the window
and the cops were rolling in,

I just knew I had a choice
to make

and there was only one choice
that I could live with.

There's only one choice
that let me stay me.

It's as simple as that.

I don't expect everyone
to get it.

It's just that...
I don't know, man.

Without that compass...

I don't know that I know
who I really am.

- Everything okay?

- Uh...

Just...

We get anything new
on this kid, Deon?

- All right,
listen, head upstairs.

I'm gonna--
- Hank.

- 4 Chicago News
now feels confident

in predicting
that Brian Kelton will win

the 2019 mayoral election.

[ominous music]

- Okay.

And you got nothing on this
IAD Detective Heller?

- No.

Nothing.

♪

- All right, let's--
let's get the case on record.

Start by putting Deon's arrest
on paper.

♪

Listen to me--
- Sarge.

I'm good.
I can handle this.

- Come here.
- Boss.

- Get in there!
Listen to me...

Wanna know something?

- I can handle--
No, you can't.

You won't.

Adam, you're not out.

This is not happening.
- It's not your choice to make.

- Kid...
- Boss...

- Listen to me.

[tense music]

♪

- Sergeant.
- Not now, Jay.

- No, no, we got to talk.
- Not now!

- [quietly] Hey, calm down!
Just calm down.

Stop, stop, stop it.

What is going on?
- Nothing.

Nothing.

I need you to go upstairs.
- I'm not going upstairs.

- I need you to--
- I'm not going upstairs.

Hank.

If there is something
that I need to know,

then you have to tell me
so I can help you.

♪

- I'm going to see Kelton.

Do what needs to be done.

Jay.

This unit is gonna be yours
one day.

- Sarge.
- Shh--listen.

Do it the right way.

♪

- Expected at a rally

in just a few hours
at the Thompson Center.

A campaign run on the promise
of transparency and reform.

- Thanks for the update,
Robert.

That was Robert Jameson
live at the Thompson Center

where excitement builds
as supporters await

mayoral front runner,
Brian Kelton.

♪

- Hey.

What's going on?

- I have no idea.

Voight just left
and he said something about...

About me running the unit.

We lost.

- Kelton is who he is.

His time for reckoning
is coming.

- [scoffs]

Not in time for this unit.

For us.

- We've only been partners
a couple years.

You'll forget about me
just fine.

- Hailey...

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- We'll be all right.

- Hey.

IAD is here to arrest you.

I told them
they couldn't come up.

That I'd take you down.

Save you the scene.

- All right.
- No, no, no.

This isn't happening.
- Hell nah, bro.

You don't got to go down there.

- Misconduct?

- And obstruction.

- Right.
- We'll come down.

- No.

I appreciate that,
but I'd...

kinda rather you didn't.

♪

- Hold up.

I'm gonna call your FOP lawyer
and Voight.

Anything we can do,
you know we're going to do.

But I need you to listen to me.

You're gonna have to do more

than keep your head down
in there.

If they book you into general,

if they try to deny you bail,
you...

♪

- I'll be all right.

[somber music]

♪

- Today...

we have made history.

Together
we have elected change.

Change for our city,
our children,

our communities,
our neighborhoods.

For ourselves.

Because of your hard work
and determination,

today we have brought promise
back to Chicago.

[applause]

A promise of transparency,

justice, and reform.

A promise of order.

A promise
that if you're of moral heart,

and work hard,

that this city
will provide you

with every opportunity
to succeed.

Because today, Chicago,

your voices have been heard.

[cheers and applause]
[camera flashes]

Today...

we have brought change
to Chicago.

Today is the start

of a new beginning.

[cheers and applause]
Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

- That was mayor elect,
Brian Kelton,

giving his acceptance speech
just a short time ago.

♪

- What the hell is going on?
- I don't know.

I just got the call.

♪

[ominous music]

♪

.

[ominous music]

♪

[wolf howling]

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