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MAN (over radio):
I think we have a case

where the city is hot,
and tempers are hot.

People get hot, people are
on edge... Look, I'm on edge.

My yellow '72 Ford Maverick
overheated, I...

TERESA: Most people think of Chicago
and harsh winters.

But the summers can be
just as rough.

For five days in July of 1995,
Chicago battled

triple digit-temperatures.
Roads buckled, and drawbridges

needed to be hosed down in
order to close properly.

And murder rates
went through the roof.

Altogether, the heat claimed
over 700 lives that week.

Today is supposed to be hotter.

JAREK:
No, you're not

rescheduling, you've
already done that twice.

You need a new driver, you've
been putting it off for weeks.

You know, it's
affecting your work.

My work has not been affected.

You know, this is not
about replacing Antonio,

it's about making you efficient
and keeping you safe.

I hand-picked these
three coppers myself,

you can't make a bad decision.

Besides, can't keep showing up
here at the crack of dawn.

People are gonna start talking.

That's the best reason
I've heard yet.

Then that is the
reason we will go with.

RADIO ANNOUNCER: Well, this is the
hottest day that I can remember

since... the '80s.

TERESA:
You are all

great cops, and you all come
very highly recommended.

Now as you probably know,
the last person in this job

was killed in the line of duty,

so if you would like
to reconsider

your application,
please just say so now.

Congratulations, Officer Bidwell.

You've got seniority.

Macy, Williamson,
please don't let this

affect your morale
or your efforts,

you both have
very bright futures.

And if it doesn't
work out with Bidwell,

you might be hearing from me.

So, thank you both.

Thank you, ma'am.
Thank you.

Superintendent Colvin,

thank you.

I won't let you down.

When do we start?
Right now.

The mayor wants the city's heat
emergency plan in full effect.

ComEd is saying rolling
blackouts are likely,

so that means all hands,

every available copper
is out on the street.

That's including you, ma'am?

You know what,
if I'm revoking sick days

and calling off vacations, I
am certainly not going to do it

from an air-conditioned office.

You're responsible for
my security... my phone.

You answer it. My schedule.
You keep it.

Keys to the car.
Go get it.

We're going to check
in with districts

all over the city today.
Yes, ma'am.

(sighs)

LIAM (on phone): Alderman Gibbons just
called. He says he has a job for me.

What kind of job?

Don't know, but...

He called personally,
so maybe this is the mistake

we're waiting for him to make.

Maybe, but keep your eyes
open and your mouth shut.

You run into any real
kind of trouble,

you know the procedures.

LIAM: Got it.

Well, go get it then!

Guess that's one way
to beat the heat, huh?

Self-inflicted's not my thing.

Have the body snatchers come
down and take him to the M.E.

You know what I read?

On the way down, a lot of
these guys are thinking, like,

"Why am I doing this?
I'm making a huge mistake."

Not, "We'll never see the
Cubbies win a World Series,

and we were so close"?
Oh, here we go.

Yeah, well, if my team
hadn't won a Series

in the last century, I'd
be pretty depressed, too.

You know what, you talk a lot.

Cubs are playing the Sox tonight.

Oh, I am well aware of
the schedule, my friend.

A little wager, maybe?
How much?

You know what,
I got a better idea.

Loser has to write all the paper

on every case for
the rest of the month.

You're gonna write
all the paper anyway,

and that's not gonna change.

Okay? The loser...

the loser has to wear the
opposing team's uniform

to work tomorrow.

Fine.

And pose for photographs.

Good. Yeah.

You're here early.
So are you.

I don't have a life.
What's your excuse? (laughs)

My power's out.

That sucks.
Yeah. You?

Couldn't sleep.
Figured I'd come in,

get a quick workout
before roll call.

Trying to impress some dude?

Oh, yeah, they're lining up.

We in our blues today?
Yep.

Great. Nothing like rockin' the
polyester in the middle of hell.

See, the heat doesn't bother me.

I always manage to stay cool.

Yeah, real cool.

Meet you out there.

(laughing)
All right.

Dispatch said shots fired,
Division and Kedzie, yeah?

Yeah, it seems quiet, though.

I got nothing.

(faint radio call)

(radio volume increases)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, little guy
in a big hurry. (horn honks)

Come on.
Watch out, watch out, man.

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, come on!

Get on him! Get on him!
Go, go! (horns honking)

Did you see a gun?

Get on him! I got him, I got him.

Stop, police!

Police! Stop!

Right there, kid! Right there!

Huh?

Why you running?
Why are you running?

They just shot my dad.
All right, calm down.

I think he just killed him.
Who did?

CALEB: Where?

Where'd you come from, huh?

Hey, tell us what happened.
What happened? What happened?

Hey, squad, send an ambulance,
Division and Kedzie.

Ambulance, Division and Kedzie.

Where's your dad, kid?

Where's your dad?

♪ Who's gonna hear your cry? ♪

♪ When there's more of them
than there are of you ♪

♪ Who's gonna hear your cry? ♪

♪ When the hard winds come
and it takes your breath? ♪

♪ Who's gonna hear your voice ♪

♪ When violent men
want to cut you down ♪

♪ And the sun is gone in the
dead of night in this town ♪

♪ Who's gonna hear your cry? ♪

CALEB: This guy's been
dealing ice cream

out of this truck
for the last ten years.

Name's Eddie, right?
Eddie Cruz.

Bet he's been dealing more
than ice cream out of here.

Probably not enough crack
in his Creamsicles.

No, he's straight up.

I worked this area when
I was a beat copper.

Freezer door's open,

looks like the shooter
grabbed some ice cream.

Didn't touch the cash.

That lady over there says
that she heard them argue

about the high
price of Popsicles.

She heard the shots,
she never saw the shooter.

And apparently,
surprise, surprise,

all these other knuckleheads
didn't see a thing.

So the son's the
only real eyewitness.

JAREK: Whoever did this
was seriously strapped,

gentlemen. .45 caliber,
20 or more casings.

Well, the kid said it
sounded like a machine gun.

Guy can afford
an automatic weapon,

can't pay two bucks
for a Popsicle?

All right, round the boy up,

get him talking before he starts forgetting.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold up there, Wysocki.

I don't remember asking
for any help. We got this.

Not anymore, you don't.

Excuse me?

You want me to spell
it out for you?

You and your little buddy are out, we're in.
So it is true.

The superintendent's little
lap dog gets to cherry-pick

all his cases.
That's right.

So canvass the area,
let me know what you dig up.

I got a better idea.

Why don't you go
get yourself a mani-pedi

while I stay out here

and close this case?

(laughing) You close a case?
That'd be a first.

Hey, just 'cause your daddy's
a captain, Lassiter,

doesn't mean you got any skills.

That gene must've
skipped a generation.

You bought ice cream
from my dad before.

Yeah, a couple times.

You remember that?

Dad said to remember
every customer.

Smile when you see them coming.

Someone explain to
you about your Dad?

They said he's dead.

They shouldn't have
done that to him!

No, they shouldn't have.

But I promise you,
we'll get who did this.

You will?

We're certainly
going to do our best.

"I promise we're going to get
the guy that did this"?

What are you doing?

I know. I've never made
that mistake before.

But when I was talking to him,
it just came out of my mouth.

This is going to
make you feel better.

The kid's an orphan,
he's got no family.

What?
Yeah.

His father was his
last living relative.

Oh... D.C.F.S.
is gonna come by and pick him up.

I mean, unless of course

you promised he can stay at your place.
I'm sorry.

You should be. Yeah, I shouldn't
have told him that, but...

No! No, you shouldn't write
checks you can't cash.

I know.
So help me cash this one.

All right, I got an informant
I was saving for a rainy day.

If I burn this informant, though,

all right, you owe me big time.
Done.

Baby-sit the kid, I'm gonna
make a couple of calls.

D.C.F.S. might be a while.
All right.

RAY: Hey, Wysocki.

Ray.

I got the job.

Congratulations, I heard, yeah.

Thanks. Thanks for
putting me up for it.

Well, don't screw it up and we'll
call it even. Sounds fair.

Uh, Ray.
She's a tough one.

Yeah, I can see...
No, you haven't seen nothing.

Day like today, she's gonna,

she's gonna want
to prove a point,

throw herself into
some kind of situation.

Just keep her safe.
Absolutely.

Good.

What's up?

Got enough food there, dude?

Got a weakness for shrimps.

Eddie Cruz.

What do you know about him?

Ice cream truck driver, we found
him this morning all shot up

down on Kedzie.

We think the shooter's
toting an automatic weapon,

slight build, braided hair,
tattoo on his neck.

What's his name again?

Detective Evers.

Detective Evers makes me nervous.

Me, too, he can't help it.

JAREK: Now a guy that strapped up,

running around in your hood,

I figure if anyone can
tell me something, you can.

How'm I supposed to know
I can trust you, man?

I mean, if I do this,
we straight, right? We good.

I got you on multiple
gun charges, Big.

And yet here you sit, a free man,

$57.00 worth of
fried shrimp between us...

Is that trust or what?
Fine.

I'll look into it.
Call you if I got anything.

Oh, you'll do better than that,
man. The streets are gonna

be whispering a name,
and you're gonna give it to me.

Before the sun goes down.

So... Big Sexy.
Why they call you that?

Hell, is your dude for real?

(chuckles)

Why you think?

As some of you
might have noticed,

it's a little warm
out there today.

(quiet laughter) Now, this kind of
weather brings out the crazies,

and everyone is gonna be
out on the street, them and us.

Now, these particular
housing projects,

they're hot, no matter what the
temperature... there was one weekend

last summer, there was, what,
three murders, two rapes

and two dozen
aggravated batteries,

all in these buildings alone.

And it was eight degrees cooler
than it is today.

As the mercury rises,
so do tempers.

That's why we're
putting you there

for the entire shift.

On foot. Old-school
beat coppers.

Now, we're spread thin.

You know, a lot of people
riding 10-99.

So that means backup to
that area will be touch-and-go.

So you take care of each other.

(groaning) MAN: For
crying out loud, man!

TERESA: Well, nothing to see here,

so you might as well
be out there.

You be safe, everyone.

(laughing)

What took you so long?

We hit traffic;
some of the lights are out...

backed things up.

MIKEY: Sorry about that, Alderman.

Grab some water, follow me.

MAN (on radio): Not only is it hot
outside, you know, just temperature,

but people's tempers are hot...
Mr. Jenkins.

We've got water.

All right, ladies, enjoy.

(on radio):
We're asking you to cool down.

LIAM: What's going on here?

Some of my constituents
either don't have...

or can't afford
air-conditioning.

With everybody popping
fire hydrants to stay cool,

some of them don't have
water pressure, either.

So today

we are saving lives.

That is, if you're not too busy.

♪ ♪

For a large man,
you sure do move fast.

Didn't you just have lunch?

This a late lunch.

So what do you say, Big Sexy?

Feel like staying out of prison
a little longer?

Russian dude.

Guy's named Jonny Pavich.

He was in the neighborhood
last week moving automatics.

Maybe he sold your
shooter his gat.

No, I need a triggerman,
not some possible gun dealer.

A gun dealer's all I got.

Well, then you're slipping
as a C.I.,

Big, which means you're
better off inside the joint

than outside
eating up half the city.

Yo, what you talking about?

I'm coming over here
helping y'all, man!

Yo, this guy was moving
major firepower.

Where do we find this Russian?

A little joint called

The Eastern Bloc, up on Devon.

That means my debt's paid, right?

Far from it, Big.

This thing pans out, I might
let you keep giving me tips.

That's all sorts of wrong,
Wysocki.

I am all sorts of wrong, Big.

Stay sexy.

I will.

You got it, Mike.

Yeah, you bet.

Okay, change of plans.

We are going to
Fire Engine Company 118.

Uh, I'm sorry,
I have no clue where that is.

Go to the Kennedy, head north,
get off at Bryn Mawr.

Sure.

What's there?

Firefighter was shot

while on duty this morning.

Promised his battalion chief
I would touch base

with his station personally.

By the way, for what it's worth,

that's a good thing
you did back there.

Going and talking to those
coppers face to face.

Means a lot to them.

When I was a Marine,

I had this C.O.,
and he was always

hanging out
with the enlisted guys.

He knew all of us by name.

We had a lot of respect for him.

Turn the radio up.

(turns volume up)

DISPATCHER: ...we have a robbery in
progress at 8816 South Granville.

That's two blocks away.

Respond to that call.
Seriously?

We're still the police,
aren't we?

Uh, this is Car Three;
we're rolling on that robbery.

Car Three?

Yes, ma'am, that's correct.

(tires screech)

♪ ♪

Squad, this is Car Three

on the scene of
that robbery on Granville.

Spotted us.

Squad, that robbery's bona fide.

Send more cars.

Ten-four, Car Three.

All units, robbery on Granville
is bona fide.

Ma'am, you want
to wait in the car?

Backup's on the way.
Do I look like I want to wait in the car?

MAN: I'm coming out!

Back up! Back up!
Drop the gun!

Drop it! Drop it!

Get out of here
or I'll shoot him!

Now, drop it!
Hey!

Damn it!
Hey, everyone calm down!

I'll do it!

Calm down!

Now, listen,

there are two of us
and only one of you.

If you shoot him,

then we both shoot you.

All right, but it doesn't
have to go down that way.

You put... it... down.

Put it down.

Let him go.

Turn around.

You okay, sir?

Yeah.

Oh, God. Thank you.

They lose their minds
in this heat.

You some kind of
sergeant or something?

Something like that.

Ah, come on, man!
Them cuffs is too tight.

Yeah, well, they're a new pair.

Still breaking them in.

How far out is transport?

They said ten, 15.

(sighs)

So, ma'am, I got to ask.

Will we always be
out taking calls?

I got to be honest.

I get the superintendent
killed on my first day,

that could go on my permanent
record or something.

Put a crimp in my future plans.

(chuckles)

DISPATCHER: Car Three, on the zone.

Yeah, this is three.

Hey, buddy.

Cold beer for you guys?

(chuckles)

Uh, we're actually looking for

a gentleman, uh, Jonny Pavich.

End of the bar.

One with the sunglasses.

Try not to break anything.

Don't worry, it's cool.

Yo, yo, yo, Jonny Pavich!

You two, take a dance.

Come on, go on.

Can I have another one, please?

You're thirsty, huh?

Want an umbrella with that, man?

Maybe an olive, huh?

It is Jonny... yeah?

CALEB: His mom probably

wrote his name on his underwear.
Want me to check?

How's business lately, Jonny?

I don't know anything.

The absolute tonnage
of what you don't know

is probably astounding.

I hear the gun business is

pretty good on
the South Side, though.

I'm looking for
a customer of yours.

Stop bothering me.

Bothering you.
What do you think that is

he's got tucked in there,
Detective, huh, huh?

.38 special?

Ah, .22, maybe.

.22? Want to bet?

We already got a bet.

No, man, gentlemen's bet.

Okay.

Oh! .38 special it is.

Double or nothing says
he's got a dozen of these

in the trunk of his car.

CALEB: I'll take
some of that action.

Am I bothering you now?

You're not even
sweating, are you?

I don't like to brag.

Since when?
(laughs)

Man, as much as I love
losing two pounds an hour,

I could really go for
a slushie right now.

Ah, cherry or grape?

Cherry.
(laughs)

You know what they say
about girls

who drink cherry slushies,
don't you?

No. What?

(women screaming, shouting)

Ah, look at this.

(shouting continues)

You better back up!

(indistinct shouting)

That's my man!
You hear me?

Not last night he wasn't!

You better shut up!
MAN: Hey!

I do love the both
of you... just...

you know, different.

Oh!
Hey, hey, hey!

(shouting, grunting,
bottle breaks)

Wait! I didn't do nothin'!
Yeah, right.

Like you said.

Come on!
Shut up.

There, see?

He loves 'em both,
just... different.

MAN (on radio): We're telling
people to stay calm.

Everybody, uh, stay calm.

It is hot out,

it is... we understand it's uncomfortable.
Get on, go.

But the phone calls we're
getting into the studio...

Here's a list of...

elderly people who haven't
returned our calls.

What do I do with this?
Grab a bunch of that water,

go door to door,

and check and make
sure everybody's okay.

A lot of names here.
43.

And how do you

even know about all these people?

We make cold calls,

registered voters... whatever
it takes to identify...

and get to know every
person in every house.

Who pays for all this?

It comes out of
my campaign funds.

No point in being
elected if you can't

make a difference
on a day like today.

It's gonna take you a while...
you better get started.

Hey, Mrs. Patterson.

How you doing?
You staying cool?

Yeah. Here.
Here's some water right there.

Damn, it's hot in here, man.

(door closes)

(groans)

You gonna help me
out here, Jonny?

Looking for a black

gangbanger, mid-20s.

He's got braids in his hair,
a little ink on his neck.

Isn't that what
they all look like?

You've been selling guns

on the South Side.
I don't think so.

The gangbanger I want

just put 30 bullets into an ice
cream truck driver this morning.

And ballistics confirms he did it

with a MAC-10, just like
the one we found in your car.

JAREK: So you could either
do time for the gun charge,

or you can point us
in the right direction

of the shooter, and
cop a reduced sentence.

Or you can sit here
for another couple of hours

while we go
and type up the report.

These animals will kill me
if they find out I snitched.

I'm not gonna say anything.
You gonna say anything?

Wouldn't dream of it.
Or we can take you for a nice little lunch

down on the South Side, let the, uh,
gangbangers make up their own minds.

What's it gonna be?

Show me some pictures,

and I will find this guy for you.

Knock yourself out.

MAN (on radio): We have been
experiencing power outages ourself,

and I apologize for our
intermittent reception, but...

TERESA: That's great work, John.

Yeah, well, keep me posted...

the fire department's
gonna want some answers.

John? You there?

(sighs)
Dropped the call.

RAY: It's these rolling blackouts.

Cell phone tower's
probably out nearby.

Yeah, let's see if we can
raise him up on the radio.

This is Car Three
on Citywide Seven.

Please raise Captain O'Mara
and have him mobile with us

on this Citywide.

WOMAN (over radio):
10-4, Car Three.

Hey.
What do you want?

I got to take a leak.

Hold it.
For real, man.

I got to go bad.

You urinate in this car,
I will ruin you.

I know you?

Yeah, I don't forget a face.

I seen you somewhere.

Wait. Hold up,
you that boss lady cop.

Sit back.
Aw, hell, no, you're the one

who went and got
your driver killed, right?

Hey, homie, you
better be careful...

you might be next.
Shut up! Now!

Damn.

How much for a pop?

For you? Two bucks.

Huh! Two, huh?
It's like that?

Yeah, it's like that.

How about for her?
For her?

A buck fifty.
She's prettier.

(laughter)

Come on, now, only
50 cents prettier?

Tell you what,

I'll give you five for four.

All right, deal.
Cool.

There. There.

Thanks.
Thank you.

No just, uh,

give the other two
to some of your friends.

Oh, okay. Thanks, man.

Out here working on a hot day.

It's nice to see
young brothers enterprising

instead of getting into mischief.

Good for you.

Y'all be careful

with those profits, all right?

We'll be out here all day, so
if you need us, just holler.

Okay. Good? Good.

Be safe.
You have fun, guys.

Got one for you, Sarge.

Superintendent Colvin!

How is it out there?
Mm, busy and hot.

You tell Lieutenant
Tilman I signed him in.

And who will I tell him
will be doing the paperwork?

(exhales) Oh...
I guess that would be us.

I'll take him back.

Nice to meet you,
Miss Superintendent.

Andre.

Crazies are out today.

Mm-hmm.

Well, if it isn't
our fearless leader.

What are you doing here?

Just dropping off a prisoner.

Personally?
Don't look so surprised.

I used to do it for a living.

I heard you jumped on that
dead ice cream truck driver.

Ooh, news travels fast.

It most certainly does,

especially when it involves
an irate captain and his son.

Yeah, I should've known

Lassiter would go
crying to Daddy.

(sighs)
Look,

giving you carte blanche is
supposed to make my job easier.

You know, you take over a cop's case,
you do it with discretion and respect.

Last thing I need on a day like today are
phone calls from coppers you're pissing off,

because frankly, they seem like an
ever-increasing number. I get it, I do,

but the guy's an oxygen thief...
he should be riding a desk,

not working Homicide.
Look, it is not

your job to assess his performance.
No, it's yours,

but maybe you should
do it with this guy.

You telling me how to do my job now?
No, just making

a suggestion based
on an observation.

Well, let me make a suggestion
based on my observation.

You may enjoy being my hammer
out on the street,

but don't let it go to your head,

because as much
as I might hate to do it,

I can always put you back
in the toolbox.

Lassiter's name
stays on the case.

What?

The two of you
are gonna solve this case,

and he's going to get
full credit, you understood?

If we can solve it, sure.

I have every confidence you will,

because I told
Captain Lassiter you would,

or else I would task you
to him personally for a month.

Keep me posted.

This is gonna take all day.

I'm already swimming
in nut soup here.

Quit complaining.

Well, then you carry the water.

MAN: Who the hell is it?

Mr. Leonard Roscoe?

I know who I am.

I'm asking, who the hell are you?

We're from Alderman Gibbons.

(latches clicking)

Gibbons?

What's that son of a bitch want?

To see if you need
any cold water.

Water? What's in it?

Just water.

Doesn't mean I'm
gonna vote for him.

(latches clicking)

You're welcome.

MAN (over radio): No excuse for it.
The power goes out,

so people think they have the
right to act like maniacs...

All right, there he is.

Little punk.
Braids and a blue T-shirt.

Name is Squeak.

Looks like Pavich came through.

Ballsy son of a
bitch. Caps a guy

in broad daylight,
few hours later,

he's chillin' on the
corner with his boys.

He's probably telling 'em
how he did the deed.

All right, you guys approach
from the north.

As soon as he sees the car,
he's gonna split.

If he hits the street,
he's yours.

If he comes down the gangway,
we'll be waiting.

All right, any problems?

I mean, you want to call
Daddy first? Just want...

Up yours, Wysocki.

Seriously, guy's a killer.

Okay, no chances.

And stop looking at
my ass, Lassiter.

My man!

It's all right.

Five-Oh!

Go! Go!

Stop! Police! Stop!

Hit the alley!
Hit the alley!

Through the backyard.

JAREK: Get him! Stop!

Get down! Get down!
On the ground!

(grunting)

Ooh, nice tackle there.

You look more like a Bears fan
than a Cubs fan.

Kid dropped the MAC-10
in the yard.

You'll want to go and
fetch it, Lassiter.

You got a nice little bust.
Daddy gonna be real proud.

(sighs)

(children laughing,
screaming and squealing)

ISAAC: Fire hydrants and summertime
go hand-in-hand where I'm from.

West Side of Chicago, when
you're a kid and it's hot out?

That fire hydrant is heaven.

Best thing about my block
was Mr. Owens.

He was a big old fireman,
so he could open that thing up

just about anytime we wanted.

And his daughter, April.

She was more than beautiful.

First time I fell in love

was underneath one
of those hydrants.

(kids shouting)

Hey.

Evening, fellas.
Staying busy?

Yeah. Closing these
things down all day.

Mm-hmm.
Glad you two are here, though.

One of our guys got
shot up north today.

Yeah. Heard I heard about that.

Is he okay?
Still critical.

Hear you guys caught the
bastard who did it, though.

Good. Come on, big man.

Time to close it up. No, no.

Give us a few more minutes, man.

Now. Now, let the
shorties play, man.

It's hot as hell out here.
Mind your business,

and get little.

Go on, get out of here!

Hey, don't be drawing on me,
you punk-ass cop.

It's your last chance.

Go!

Hi-ya, Carlos.
How you doing?

Okay, so,

we're gonna take you
in this room right here,

and we're gonna have you look
at some guys.

And if any one of them looks
like the guy

from this morning,
you-you let us know.

It's a lineup.

Yeah, that's right.
And don't worry.

You know, you can see them,
but they can't see you, okay?

All right.
JAREK: Good.

Let's do it.
All right.

All right, it's okay.

Take your time.

You recognize any of 'em?

You sure?

All right. Oh, good job, buddy.

Why don't you, uh...
why don't you go

grab a juice, all right?

(door closes)

Can you imagine?

Next stop, foster care.

He's a good kid, too.

Yeah. I like him.

WOMAN (over radio): The formula, I can't...
I can't even heat the formula.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

MAN: I understand. I understand.
Ma'am, we are all over it.

We've also had, uh, problems...

VONDA: Are you kidding me? Yeah...

(gunfire, screaming)

VONDA: 65-80B!
Shots fired at the police!

Cermak Gardens projects!
South side of the building!

(crowd clamoring)

Isaac?

ISAAC: Stop!

(door closes)

(gunshot)

Isaac! Isaac!

Isaac, where are you?

WOMAN (over dispatch):
65-80B, what's going on?

10-1! More shots fired!

Lost visual on my partner!

We need cars here now!

10-4. Backup's en route.

(gasping)

Get that light out of my face.

(panting)

(gunshot)

(baby crying)

Isaac, I'm on third floor.
Where are you?

Isaac, give me something.

(baby crying)

(screams)
They shooting.

Where?
I don't know.

Somewhere... Okay, go. Go.
It's okay. It's okay.

Isaac, where are you?
Isaac! Isaac!

(baby crying)

Ma'am, did you see
a police officer?

Okay, buddy, get back inside.

Close the door, okay?

Over there? Where? Which door?

Right there.
Okay. Okay, go inside.

Go shut-shut the door, okay?

(door closes)

Isaac, talk to me.
Talk to me, Isaac.

(man grunting)

Calm down!

You did this!

I'm sorry about that.

I couldn't respond.

(man groaning)

Bastard put up a fight.

You okay?

Only two more.

Oh, good.

First beer's on you.

(dog yapping, TV playing)

(doorbell ringing)

Nobody's home.
One left.

Hold on.

Might take a second
to get to the door.

TV's on.

What about that dog?

We're checking on
old people, not dogs.

(yapping continues)

Come on, we're done here.

(dog whining)

We got to break in.

What? Why?

I think someone's in there.

We rang the bell, we knocked.

Let's get out of here.

I'm not getting locked up

for breaking into
some old lady's house.

We're not gonna get locked up.
We work for Gibbons.

(glass breaking)

(dog barking, TV playing low
in the background)

Hello?

(dog whining)

Shut up, you little rat.

Oh, crap.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Her heart's racing. Call 911!

What? And explain
my presence here how?

Hey.

(grunts)

What are you doing?

(sighs, groans)

Call 911, damn it!

See if there's any ice
in the freezer!

Go!

Stash him in holding.

I'll be right down.

VONDA: Hi.

Oh, it's gonna take
the rest of the shift

to process this knucklehead.

Well, at least the
power's back on.

And then we get to go home.
Yeah, nice for you.

Just got a text from my neighbor.

Says the power's still out, and
now we got no water pressure.

I got no shower.

Well, I thought you didn't
sweat. What's the problem?

I just don't let anyone
see me sweat.

Oh. Thank you.

Well, tell you what.

Come hang out at my place.

I got beer, a working shower.

We'll order pizza or something.

Sounds like a plan.
All right.

All right.
Okay.

I'll see you downstairs.
Okay.

Hey.

So, what happens now?

Well, we got a confession,
so we'll be able

to put that guy in prison
for a long time.

So does that mean
I can go home now?

Well, you see, the problem is,

there's no one at home for
you, so, uh, we're gonna...

Hey.

Carlos, this is Cindy.

Cindy is a social worker.

You're gonna go with her for now.

Nice to meet you.

Hey, listen,

here's my card.

If you need anything,
you give me a call, okay?

Thanks.
All right.

Take care of yourself, buddy.

You said you'd catch him.

Yeah, and, I, uh...

I don't usually make
that kind of promise,

but-but you're special, okay?

You take care of yourself.

Now at least he inherits
the family business, huh?

Truck full of ice cream.

Maybe you should
adopt him. (chuckles)

I'm gonna grab a pop...
do you want anything?

No. Thank you.

Uh, you should go home.

I'll be here
for a few more hours.

I believe the job description is:

I'm done working about a
minute after you're done.

Plus, there's no one available

to take your overnight
security detail, anyway.

So, uh, it's just the
beginning of my evening...

Overnight security detail?
I don't need...

I know, ma'am...
you've been refusing it.

I took the liberty
of reinstating it.

Without asking me?
Due respect, Superintendent,

but I figured since
you've been refusing it,

if I asked you,
you only would have said no.

That would be right.

Thing is, your safety is my job,

and I'm not looking to get fired.

Then cancel the detail.

Um...

Detective Wysocki told me
that if you tried to cancel it,

I'm supposed to ask
if you remember

the, um, Halloween costume

you wore at the Area Five

party in '03.

I-I guess he's got pictures or,
uh... or something.

Fine.

You sure you don't want anything?

Iced tea, please.
Coming up.

♪ ♪

You think she's gonna make it?

I don't know.

How'd you learn how
to check her pulse?

Put her in the tub and all
that... where'd you learn that?

I have a... cousin

who's a... medic
in the Army.

Showed me some stuff.

Thank you for calling
me, gentlemen.

Figured you'd want to know. Yeah.

Why don't you walk
with me for a minute?

Uh, excuse us, would you?
Yeah, sure.

This is Clara Weeks.

She's 82 years old, has lived
in that house for 50 years.

She was a fixture
in this neighborhood

long before I became an
alderman and you were a...

twinkle in your daddy's eye.

(mutters)

The paramedics told me
you saved her life.

Said if it wasn't for you,
they'd be on their way

to the morgue right now,
instead of to the E.R.

Just doing what you
told us to do.

Well, you did much
more than that.

You're a hero, son.

Yeah, I'm no hero.

Trust me.

I disagree.

And I'll bet Mrs. Weeks'
grandchildren would, too.

You know...

the good days sometimes make the
bad days seem... worthwhile.

Now, you trust me...
I've had plenty of both.

Come on.

For your contributions.

It's not necessary.
Please don't...

This is how it works:
you do for me; I do for you.

You call this number first
thing Monday morning.

They'll be expecting your call.

There's a job available with
the city, if you're interested.

What kind of job?

A job that doesn't
require an interview

and pays 50 grand a year.

Now, my associate,
Mr. Doyle,

he's in charge of
vehicle impounds.

He's also looking for
somebody with... initiative.

So I'm going on the city payroll?

There's nothing more fulfilling
than public service.

Don't you ever forget that.

(engine starts)

(car driving away)

(sportscast plays)
Aw, come on!

(laughs)

(sighs) I felt like I washed a
whole week's worth of grime off.

(chuckles)
Your turn.

(sportscast continues)

What kind of pizza you want?

Anything but anchovies.

Mm, got it.

What? (chuckles) I'm just thinking

about the look on your face
when you came in that room.

(laughs)

You thought he capped
me, didn't you?

No. Yeah, you were all ready

to start crying, start
yelling, "No! No!"

Don't.

Don't joke about it.

Uh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
Mm-hmm.

I appreciate it.

Appreciate what?

Just the way you care.

I got no one else
like that, so...

thanks.

ISAAC (European accent):
Towel's in ze bathroom, yes?

Supposed to call some guy
named Barry Doyle,

works for the city, something to
do with, uh, vehicle impounds.

So-so Gibbons is seriously
getting you a city no-show job?

Wow. I mean, you're already
on the city's payroll...

that's called double dipping,
my friend.

Yeah, except Gibbons pays better

than the police.
Well, he just made his first mistake.

Keep me posted, all right?

I'll look into this Doyle guy,
see what I can find.

You know... (clears throat)

Gibbons really cares
about people in his ward.

He cares about the money

and the power that
comes from their votes.

Don't confuse the two, okay?

All right, I'll
check in next week.

Okay.

Oh, don't tell me

the Cubbies stranded
that guy on third?

(sportscast plays)

You did good today.

It's a good feeling
getting a win... don't forget it.

Not that you and your precious

little Cubbies would know
anything about that.

JAREK (laughs):
Oh, come on, I'm sorry.

Mick, come on, don't
make me beg, dude. Two more.

(bat hits ball)

ANNOUNCER: That one's up the middle!
There you go.

There you go.

Here comes Soriano, and that's
the first run of the night!

You know, I got a cousin.

Born Catholic, met a Jewish girl,

converted to marry her.

Never been happier.

What's your point?

That it's not too late to convert

and become a Sox fan,
find some happiness.

Not a chance.
(laughs)

No.

Well, you can't say I didn't try.

What are you doing here?

Pizza's here.

Okay. (laughs)

I thought you might
need some soap.

Can I come in?

This heat, uh...

it turns people into crazies.

Are you sure about this?

Good first day.

That means I get a second?

That means you get a second.

I can't thank you enough for
the opportunity, Superintendent.

No, you don't have to thank me...
you were the most qualified.

Oh, no, I wasn't.

I had a little bit of time
on those other two candidates,

but, uh, I wasn't picked
because of seniority.

I noticed those other two
were wearing wedding rings.

And Macy, you know,
he kept talking about his kids.

I mean, don't get me wrong,
I don't care how I got the gig.

I guess, uh,

I'm just saying I understand.

You understand what?

I did two tours in Iraq...

and... lost some
close friends on the way,

but...

the guys that were
married and had kids,

you know, it made it a lot
tougher than it already was.

I know Officer Betz
was really special to you.

Yes, he was.

Hopefully, I can
earn that someday.

But you need to know
something about me.

I didn't come back
from the desert just to die

doing this job,
and I'm sure as hell

not gonna let anything
happen to you.

Okay.

Good night, ma'am.

Good night, Ray.

If you need anything,
I'll be right here.

MAN (on radio): Now, coming up,
we're gonna give you five tips

that you need to know
in this kind of...

Look, this is deadly, folks.

This is not me kidding around.

(turns off radio)

(birds chirping)

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