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CALEB (over P.A.): CPD.
This area is not secure.

Get across to the other side
of the sidewalk, please.

This area is not secure.
Go, go, go!

Come on, let's go.

Let's go!
Come on, let's go!

VONDA: Let's go. Come on.
Get away. Hurry. Hurry. Come on.

You two first to the scene?

Yeah. Anonymous caller
to building security

warned a bomb would
detonate in 15 minutes.

That was 13 minutes ago.
Go, go, go!

All right. What are
we dealing with?

K-9's just went loco in the
southwest corner bathroom.

Yeah?

80-20, this is
the real thing.

All right, uh, get everyone
off the corner, right now. Go.

BOMB TECH (over radio):
Am I cleared to go in?

Negative.
Get out of there.

I got Remo in the hall.

JAREK:
I need something.

You got to give me some idea
of the blast radius, okay?

The southwest corner
faces the street.

I got to see the size of it
before I can guess that.

Gotta get those
people back! Hey!

You gotta get those
people back! Move 'em back!

Get these people back!

The bomb's on the corner.

Get off your cell phone, lady.

(sirens wailing outside)

Everybody needs to get back.
Come on. Back up.

Move, move, move. To the other side.
Everyone to the other side.

Move, move, move!
VONDA: Keep going!

Eight sticks of dynamite.

Primitive bastard, but it's big.

Might not be functional,
but if it is,

it could send glass
and brick 30 to 40 yards.

Hey! Clear out of the way!
It's going to blow!

Clear out of the way!

Go! Lady!

Get down!

Get out of the way!
Down!

(car alarms wailing)

Sync and corrections by GeirDM
for www.MY-SUBS.com

GIBBONS: They say you can
never go home again.

A truism for some.

But me? I never left.

Not really.

In 1985, Cutter Lewis Bell
had served my ward

as Alderman
for almost 20 years.

But when he ignored

the numerous letters and
phone calls from my father,

who had received an incorrect
and inflated tax bill,

I decided to run against him.

I listened to the people.

I won by over ten points.

In all my time in office,
though,

I never forgot
who put me there.

Hey, come on.

How y'all? How's everybody?

All right.

Oh, oh, oh!

(laughing)

Hey! Hey!

Doctor, what's up?

How you doing?
Come on here.

Hey, this is on the
house, Alderman.

You know I always pay
my bills, Clover.

Come on, now.
As do I.

Don't think that we didn't notice
them street lights getting fixed,

day after we mentioned
it the last time.

(all laughing)
You don't charge me,

you know I'm just gonna
tip you more, brother.

Oh, I'm aware.

But then I feel double good.

Gave a gift, cost me nothing.

(all chuckling)

You sure your man don't
want a shave and trim?

Ellis is the one always got something
sharp at the other man's throat.

(all laughing)

Get back! Get back!

You try something,
you get dead fast.

You! Register!

Hands up! Do it.

I don't think you want
to do this, son.

Shut your damn mouth, old man.

Now, you didn't even think
this through long enough

to put your mama's panty hose
over your head, now, did you?

Here you go.
(grunts)

Here's your damn money.

(shot fires, boy groaning)

(groaning continues)

You all right, Percy?

I'll live.

Ellis, call an ambulance.

And the police.

See if we can get that hood up.

No casualties.
Nicely done.

So, what do we know?

Building's head
of security said

the threat was issued calmly, in a
nondescript, ethnically neutral male voice.

No motive given.

Bomb boys were surprised
by how low-tech the thing was.

Dynamite, cardboard
box, egg timer.

Homeland Security's jumping in
as soon as they get here,

but their early guess is it's
domestic, not foreign terrorist.

Bix Biomedical... do we know
if they do animal testing?

'Cause we could be looking at
a radical animal rights group.

That's not a bad idea.
You follow up on that.

Superintendent?

We got a situation
on the South Side.

A shooting.

I think this takes precedence,
Roger.

Ronin Gibbons was involved.

What?
Gibbons was shot?

He was the shooter.

Who did he shoot?

A 15-year-old boy.

TERESA: Have they secured
the Alderman's weapon?

He's reluctant to turn
over the firearm.

Says it has sentimental value.

Claims he didn't
break any laws.

Is it true that Alderman Gibbons
was carrying a concealed weapon?

Yes, it is true, but under
Illinois Municipal Code,

elected officials are exempt
from concealed weapons laws.

The Alderman's qualified to act
as a conservator of the peace,

and conserve the peace he did
this morning, am I right?

(cheers and applause)

Damn right, he did.

Are you aware
of the boy's condition?

Uh, as far as we know,
the boy's in stable condition,

awaiting surgery
at First South Hospital.

Not to worry.

That kid will live to
get shot another day.

HICKS: The Alderman would like
to make a brief statement.

(reporters, onlookers clamoring)

I'd like it to be known
that my office will ensure

the boy's family will not have to pay one
dime, not one dime in medical bills.

(cheers and applause)

Superintendent Colvin,
any comment?

Well, I just want to say
that we're very grateful

that the Alderman was unharmed,

and that nothing more
serious happened here today.

And I want everyone to be assured,
including Alderman Gibbons,

that his firearm will
be returned to him

as soon as a routine
investigation is completed.

(all grumbling)

No, no, no, no.
No, don't be like that.

Now, don't be like that.

Superintendent Colvin
is just doing her job.

And a very fine job
it is, I might add.

So...

This pistol will now be
in the capable hands

of the Chicago Police Department Crime
Lab, and I have several more at home...

rest assured... that
are of equal quality.

So no problem.

(laughter and applause)

Thank you for your support.

(siren wailing)

DISPATCH:
All cars in the vicinity

of 623 East Jackson,
please report.

(siren whoops)

Get as close as you can.

I see him.
Right there.

Excuse me.
You got it?

Move, move, move, move.

Come on.
Move, move, move.

Move it up.
Hey, guys.

Hey, hey.

Hey, Popadiak.
Who called this in?

Bar owner.
Yeah?

Came in to spray for bugs, found
the rig in the ladies' room.

Same guy?

Dynamite, egg timer.

Even the same damn
strawberry crate.

Yeah, it's the same guy.

The 15-minute
warning?

Yeah, just came in, but
thanks to the bar owner,

we've been working
on it for ten.

Oh, good.

Yeah, we're good.

Look, we got lucky on this one.

But if these things keep popping
up, maybe next time, not so lucky.

We're a small unit, Wysocki.

Thanks.

A medical lab
and a karaoke bar?

Doesn't make sense.

You sure about that?

What do you mean?

I mean, it's not a random act.

Why here?

Okay, give me a theory.

(chuckles)

Someone butchered his
favorite Neil Sedaka song.

No. Somebody's planting
bombs in the city,

and I'm going to be
running around all day.

And you're going to keep
up, or you're not.

So I do not have time
for your "aw, shucks" routine.

Your brains and your feet are gonna
keep up with me or they are not.

So come on.

What are we missing?

Uh... Maybe it wasn't
always a karaoke bar.

That's better.

Let's go find out
what else it was.

Back in 1964,
we didn't have "the projects."

We had the Cabrini-Green homes.

No matter how poor you were,

you could have four walls
and a ceiling.

And to my family,
that was hope.

Cabrini-Green
gave me something else.

It gave me a view.

I could see the Gold Coast.

And I could see everything
happening,

and all at once,
I saw my future.

How's he doing?

In and out.
Mostly out.

Alderman Gibbons.

You're not a relative.

No. I'm just
an interested party.

Thank you.

Not time for school
yet, is it, Papa?

I'm still sleepy.

It's Saturday.

Before you go back to sleep, Blakey,
I need you to tell me something.

Who sent you, son?

Someone sent you
into that barbershop today.

They sent you in for me.

WOMAN: I don't give a good damn if he's
the President of the United States.

MAN:
I understand that.

WOMAN: That son of a bitch
tried to kill my...

It's all right.
It's all right, Officer.

Come on in.

You think 'cause you rich

and you run things, that you
going to get away with this?

Ms. Sims, now, I am sorry
about what happened.

And I apologize, truly.

But I did not try
to kill your boy.

Now, fact is,
I may have saved him.

How? By shooting him?

By preventing him from doing
something much worse, Ms. Sims.

Now, he came into
a peaceful establishment

with a gun and some very,
very bad intentions.

My Blakey ain't never been in
trouble a day in his life.

So where'd he get
the weapon, Ms. Sims?

I don't know.

Hmm. He been involved
in any gang activity?

Absolutely not.

We talked about that.

And his grandfather,
before he passed,

made him promise not to mess
with stuff like that.

When did he lose
his grandfather?

A few months back.

You know, Ms. Sims, sometimes with a loss
like that... can confuse a child.

Make 'em do things
not in their nature.

Blakey's dad on the scene?

No.

I'm all he's got now.

And he's all I got.

And they gonna
take him away from me.

Once he's well enough, they
saying they gonna arrest him.

He won't be coming home.
Hey. Hey, hey.

We're gonna see about that.

(crying)

We just gonna see about that.

JAREK: So, how's it going keeping
your Chief of Staff Kelly

out of the loop
on the Gibbons investigation?

Was going so well
until the shooting.

(phone ringing)

Can you have him
call me back, please? Thanks.

There's nothing funny
about the shooting, though, huh?

Oh, I don't know.
I think it's quite amusing

that the man we're trying
so hard to bring down

shoots a 15-year-old boy in front of
witnesses, and then gets hailed as a hero.

Yeah, I mean, to be fair, though, he
shot an armed robber and saved lives.

I'm sorry, I thought Lieutenant Kelly
was Gibbons's inside man in my office.

When did you get put on the payroll?
You know you agree.

Of course I agree with you.
That's why I'm so annoyed.

(phone rings) I just feel like
we missed an opportunity here.

Oh, I'm... I said I would call him back.
Thank you.

I may have another opportunity.

(sighs) You have something
on the bombing?

Remember the Chicago Liberation
Army, back in the '70s?

It was a radical
leftist group, right?

They grew out
of the Days of Rage riots.

They bombed the Haymarket
Police Memorial in City Hall.

They killed a few civilians.

Nearly drove my mother
to vote for Nixon.

They also issued 15-minute
warnings and used dynamite

and had another name
hung on them.

The Strawberry Gang.

Both today's bombs were
in strawberry boxes.

And the second location,
the karaoke bar...

back in '77... was
an army recruiting office.

So, what are you saying...
you think

that the CLA is getting out
of their rocking chairs

and back
into the bomb-making business?

David Argyle.

The former leader of the
CLA, who was suspected

of planning the
bombs that killed

three civilians,
who the state never prosecuted.

Was given tenure at
a California college.

He's also one of the leading
exponents of educational reform.

Okay, he just flew into town
last night to sign some books,

go to a banquet,
pick up a big, shiny award.

Look, as much as I cherish
our moments together,

you're telling me this
in person because...?

Because I'm going
to scoop him up for questioning.

But the group that's giving
this jaghole the award?

The mayor's wife
sits on the board of.

Just to let you know.

Yeah, well, thank you
for the heads up.

Tread lightly.
Don't I always?

Do you ever?

(door bells jingle)

Hey, maybe we should just
drag this guy there in cuffs.

Yeah, they'd probably
like him more.

Can I help you?

Yeah, Chicago P.D.
We want a word with Mr. Argyle.

Well, when he's got a minute,
I'll let him know.

And I got a word
I'll let you know.

Blood on your hands!

(people gasping)

We got this... police.
(crowd clamoring)

We got this.

Be careful.

(handcuffs rattling, clicking)

You don't need to arrest
that gentleman.

You're both coming with us.

He is the criminal.

You're the one who
attacked him, Mr. Tenev.

And you don't think that it's an
attack on me, on my father's memory,

that this murderer
walks around free?

Your father was killed
in a CLA bombing?

Murdered!
Sit down.

David Argyle was never charged
with setting any bombs.

He claims he left the CLA before the
bombings started, but it's a lie.

He was there, planning it all.

He practically brags about it
in his damn book.

You really don't want to charge
the man that assaulted you?

Want to let him go free, Doctor?

He was exercising his
right to free speech,

which happens to be something
I've fought for my entire life.

Yeah, fight you did, huh?

Plenty of blood on your hands
back in the day.

If there's something I need to sign...
Why don't you take a seat?

Right here.

I managed to dig up a little
something you've already signed.

Yep, there it is.

A declaration of war
against the United States.

That's you, right?

A bomb went off this morning
at Bix Biomedical.

You hear about that?

I heard about that, of course.

Yeah, we heard about it
15 minutes before it went off.

Whoever set it used a strawberry box,
just like you and your pals did.

(sighs)

I wouldn't know how to make a bomb with
a strawberry box or anything else.

I've never handled explosives
in my life.

Yeah, you just
picked the targets, right?

I mean, why risk your own fingers
building the device yourself?

Am I under arrest?

No. You're the victim, Doctor.

Then I'm free to go?
As a bird.

One more question.

The last bomb was planted
at a karaoke bar...

623 East Jackson... does
that address ring any bells?

No.
No?

No? You sure about that?

I'm sure.

Then we are done.

What do you need?

I wanted you
to take a look at something.

When did you get this? Just...
Just take a look.

Tell me exactly what you see.

BLAKEY:
Get your damn money!

Shut your damn...

Okay, watch it again.

And I want you to tell me exactly
what do you see. Okay, slow.

Oh, I see, uh... kid points the
gun at Gibbons, he looks nervous.

Does a head count.

Get your damn money!

That wasn't a robbery.

Doesn't take the money.

He doesn't take the money.

No, it's a hit.
That's right.

Wow. I mean, you said
Alderman Gibbons

had the charges against
the kid dropped, yeah?

Yeah, and I don't think it's so he
could become a Catholic Big Brother.

No, no, he doesn't want us anywhere
near this kid. 'Cause he's been

doing something dirty
that almost got him killed,

and I want to know what it was.
All right, what about

Gibbons' guy Kelly... has he been
all over you on this?

He's been like an awkward eighth
grader in a girls' locker room.

Can I help?

Well, maybe you could find a way to use
his expertise on your bomber case.

GIBBONS: Growing up in the projects
can make a boy feel desperate.

Powerless.

And I know it firsthand.

Cabrini-Green deteriorated
around the people

who lived there.

Some of us deteriorated
with it.

What was meant to be civilized,
low-income housing

started looking and feeling
more and more like a prison.

I made it my mission
to see that prison torn down.

It was the single biggest
accomplishment of my life.

But it's the little ones

that give me
the most satisfaction.

Knock, knock.

Oh, hey.

How's our patient doing?

Oh, he's doing much better now.

Blakey, you ain't gonna
say hello to Alderman Gibbons?

He saw to it that all the charges
against you was dropped.

Well, now, mostly dropped.

There still will be a period
of some probation, yeah.

They tell me you're gonna be
in here for a while, young man.

And since I didn't want you straining
your eyes at this itty-bitty thing,

I got you something
a little different.

And from what I understand, you really
need the, uh, hi-def right there

to appreciate this
particular game system.

Yeah.

To keep?

As long as you promise to
confine all your future gunplay

to these games from now on.

Okay.

Okay.

You and I are gonna
be friends, man.

What do you say?

Okay.

Good friends.

Go on, open that up, man.

Guy's going around in circles.

Yeah, he assumes
he's being followed.

Or at least
he's checking to see if he is.

Not his first rodeo.

Probably had a lot
of practice, ducking away

from Hoover's G-Men,
back in the wild days.

Let's go.

Where did he go?

Come on.
Where'd he go?

What, did we lose him?
How'd he get away?

Whatever. Let's just think.
Let's just think, okay?

Which building, 35 years ago, would
the CLA wanted to have bombed?

You mean, that wasn't
turned into a karaoke bar?

Yeah. Uh, I think I might know.

Chamber of Commerce.

(door shuts in distance)

(man groaning)

Police! Freeze!

Right there! Stay right
there! Show me your hands!

Show me your hands!
Turn around! Turn around!

Is that thing set?

Is that set?
Let's just get out of here.

Come on, let's go.
Let's go! Huh?

Get out of here. Put your hands
on your head. Come on, let's go.

[ Announcer ] Well, this is
what we know right now.

After one downtown explosion
and two defused bombs,

Chicago waits and wonders what's next.
There are unconfirmed reports

that CPD has a suspect
in custody,

and when we know more,
we will let you know.

Honestly, you don't think my
client planted these bombs?

You know, I don't know.
I don't know. I really don't.

I don't know
whether he was bashed

by the real bomber,
just like he says he was,

or whether he slipped
and hit his head on the john

when he was planting the device.

Either way, he's responsible.

(scoffs)

I'm not responsible for
someone else's actions.

Isn't that what Charlie Manson
said in his defense?

I'm hardly Charles Manson, however
your reactionary mind would have it.

David... You got to look at this
from our perspective, Dr. Argyle.

The day after you arrive back in
Chicago, three bombs turn up,

all of them bearing
the signature of the CLA.

You're found at the scene
of the third one.

You said you knew where to go
because you got some anonymous call

to your hotel room?

That's correct.
We spoke to the front desk.

They didn't put any calls
through to your room.

So try again.

Came in on my cell phone.

We can have that checked, too.

Then check it.

Doctor, just tell me.
Mm-hmm?

Tell me that you don't feel even a little
bit sorry for the people that died

in those attacks
all those years ago.

- Detective, please address your
questions to me. - Just a little?

You realize I wasn't charged
with any of those?

No, no. I'm not asking whether
you were charged or not, okay?

Whether you could have or
should have been doesn't matter.

What I do know is that no one in your
group wanted people to die, okay?

You went out of your
way to avoid it.

Which tells me you care;
that it matters.

So if you know something that can stop
someone from getting hurt right now...

just tell me.
ATTORNEY: Okay.

We're finished here.

I have to arrange bail.
Dr. Argyle has a meeting

and an awards dinner to attend.

Before the CLA disbanded,
there was a plan

to bomb five targets around Chicago.
Okay.

They were all symbols of
imperialism and greed.

David, what are you doing?

Sonya, I'm merely talking about
crimes that never happened.

What were the targets?

The first two were Bix Biomedical
and an army recruiting center

on East Jackson Street.
Jackson.

The third was the
Chamber of Commerce.

Which is why you were there.

Who did it?
Give me a name.

I don't have a name.

Come on.

I don't know who's doing this, but
whoever it is, was one of us.

I was hoping to talk
some sense into them.

All right, you said five.
What were the other two?

Get units to
the Board of Trade Center

and the Daley building, and have
Popadiak send his bomb sniffers to both.

Happy to.

Do you realize what
you just did in there?

What?

Argyle's always maintained that he left
the CLA before they started bombing.

You just got him on
record saying different.

Guess he must have wanted to do the
right thing after all these years.

You don't mind me saying, it's not
safe for you to come out here

alone like this,
Superintendent.

I appreciate the sentiment, but I'm
the one running this investigation

and I will decide what is
safe for me and for you.

Your cover is vital to us, and I need
to keep our meetings very private.

What can I help you with?

I think someone ordered
a hit on Gibbons.

Wasn't Killian or his crew,
I can tell you that.

Well, I don't think there are many
15-year-old black boys in the Irish mob.

That barbershop holdup?

Makes sense.

Bangers have never understood why a
black Alderman chooses to cozy up

to a couple
of Irish potato heads.

So it's common knowledge on the
street what Gibbons up to? Sure.

Black gangs operate in his ward but get
none of the protection Killian does.

With a new Alderman,
they could have a shot.

Not with Gibbons.

So who would set up a teenage
recruit for such an important hit?

Take your pick.

Uh, Black Princes.

Two Corner Hustlers.

The whole point of doing it as an
initiation makes it harder to trace back

to the source.

Okay.

All right, well,
you keep listening;

and you hear anything about Gibbons...
You'll find out.

Stay safe.

You, too.

All right, what does it say?

Chuck and Helena Stein lived
on the run until '98.

Captured in Winnipeg.

And he died
while awaiting trial.

She's still serving a stretch
in Frontera Women's.

Do I look like I want to hear
about jailed, dead hippies?

Find me something else.
Come on.

Paul Rotherham.

Uh, moved to England,
converted to Islam.

Yeah, spends his days
listening to Cat Stevens LPs.

Doesn't help me much.

Linus Westermeier.

And he still seems
to be living in town.

Seems? What does
that mean?

The bank foreclosed on his home
in Bridgeport a few months back,

and there's no
forwarding address.

Give me a look.
Maybe he's squatting.

Was he part of
the inner circle?

He cut a deal.
He never went to trial.

He put some
of his compatriots away.

Maybe this is his penance.

Police!

Police! Freeze! Police!

Get down on the ground!

Get down on the ground!

Huh?

OFFICER 1:
All of the P.O.E.s!

OFFICER 2:
Clear in the back!

Police! Police!

OFFICER 3:
Stand by.

OFFICER 4:
Clear.

OFFICER 5:
Clear!

Jarek!

Boom.

Yeah.

JAREK: Superintendent, didn't
have to come all the way down here

just to heap praise
on little old me.

Well, I was
in the neighborhood.

I hope my chief of staff was
an asset to the investigation.

Indispensable.
So, the uh, final two...

Actually, I'm sorry,
I forgot one thing.

Can I just have one quick word?

Excuse me.

Yeah.

Did you, uh... did you have a word with
that little undercover leprechaun?

I did.
What did he say?

Well, the feeling on the street
is that perhaps Alderman Gibbons

has gotten a little too
multicultural lately.

Yeah. So we may be looking at a hit
organized by one of the black gangs.

Question is, which one?

Does it matter?

A street gang targets
an elected official...

yes, it matters.
Besides, if Gibbons doesn't

already know who ordered it, he's
going to want to find out who did.

- And when he does... - He's gonna make
a mistake, and I want to be right there

to catch him in it.

"Oh, but, Your Honor, "I was just
reaching out to a troubled youth

in my ward." Yeah, well, he can
reach out to them from prison.

Look at him.
He's sweating.

Superintendent.

Detective, I heard you picked
up quite a haul of explosives.

Yes, ma'am.

But I think we might
have a problem.

I'm going over what we pulled
from Westermeier's house.

We seem to be about eight
sticks of dynamite short.

What are you talking about?

Based on what we know he's used so far,
there should be eight more sticks.

We don't know what this guy's used,
or if the case was even full.

We also don't know
if he planted another bomb

in between the time Argyle was released
and the time you picked him up.

Where is it?

What?
Don't play games with me, okay?

Don't play games with me.
Where's the last bomb?

I think maybe I should
talk to a lawyer.

Right now, I have you
on burglary.

I have you on aggravated battery on account
of the little whack you gave Argyle

on the back of the head.

I'm going to tack on
terrorist threats and acts

when I throw your ass to the Feds, but
none of that, okay, none of that,

none of that stacks
up with murder.

David Argyle?
He's in Chicago?

Oh, my God.

That's why.
He blames David.

He blames David for everything.

Who blames David?

Trey. Trey Stein.

Trey Stein.

Son of Chuck and Helena Stein.

He was born while
they were on the run.

He was 13 when they were captured in
'98, and now he's 25. The parents?

Father died awaiting trial.

And the mother's been...
Serving 30 years.

So when was
the last time you saw him?

About an hour before you guys
broke down my door.

He wasn't carrying
any dynamite, was he?

He had a backpack.

Still no answer?

No. Front desk
just tried again.

But they're sure
they saw him come in?

Yeah, about an hour ago.

So I talked to security.

Asked them to show us the security
playback from Argyle's floor.

Good call.

This is Rudy.

Hey.
Hey, guys.

ISAAC:
Go ahead and run it.

Now, this is from an hour ago.

Which floor is that?
Sixteen.

That's Argyle. Yeah.

Okay. But first, you're going
to evacuate every floor

above this, then below it, and
you're going to do it right now.

Yes, sir.
Come on. Let's go.

OFFICER: You've got
14, 15, 16...

They're on the 16th floor.

We managed to get a snake cam in
through one of the ceiling vents.

We found our missing dynamite.

Floors been
completely evacuated?

Yeah, last five floors
have been evacuated.

Popadiak says even if he
detonates now, they're clear.

Okay, right through here.

What's the blast radius
on that thing?

About what we saw at
the biomedical building.

It won't bring the building down,
but it'll be hell on the wallpaper.

He's not using a timer
that we can actually see,

so he's going to have to physically connect
the wire to the battery this time.

Have you made any contact?

Not yet. We haven't tried.
So what's the plan?

We discussed it and decided I'll
go up there and knock on the door.

You ready to be my eyes and
ears on this, old partner?

Happy to.

Jarek.

Yeah? All right.

All right.

TREY:
You see this?

You thought
you could get away with it.

Well, you can't.

You and me going together...
you have a way.

(elevator bell dings)

Oh, man, I'm really
terrible at this.

(laughing)

Oh... All right.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure can.

Are you gonna kill me?

Blakey...
I don't go around killing people.

Anyway, I already
shot you once.

Look at the trouble
that got me into.

Are you gonna try to kill me?

Again?

Nah.

Very wise.

Let me tell you something.

I believe what happened in that
barbershop was meant to be.

You and me were
brought together

so I could show you a better
way of life, young man.

'Cause see, I know what
it is to be you, Blakey.

You feel like you got no power.

Feel like you got to surround yourself
with hoodlums to make you strong.

But see, that is a lie.

Which is why they going to lord it
over you, and get you to do things.

But you got all the power.

Now, you got all...
the power.

It's inside of you.

All you got to do is find it.

(sighs)

How'd you do it?

It took time for me
to find my power.

Now, here's what
I want you to do.

Let me take care of everything.

Just give me the name of that
thug who sent you to do me harm,

and I guarantee you,
you won't ever have

to worry about him or
any of his ever again.

And I mean ever.

I thought you said
you didn't kill people.

I say anything
about killing anybody?

Huh?

I just want the person to know that you
and me and your moms are off-limits.

That's all.

His name is Darius.

They call him Little Monster.

He runs with
the South Side Mafia.

Ah-ah! Gotcha!

Boo-ya!

(laughs)

TREY: You thought that nothing was
going to change, and you just go on

(muffled): and live your life...
Mr. Stein?

Well, guess what?
Not on my watch!

JAREK (over speaker):
Trey?

He's looking towards the
door, but he's not moving.

Mr. Stein, I'm with
the Chicago Police Department.

I'm alone, I'm unarmed.

I'm just gonna put the key
in the door.

He's not making any moves.

Open it up, come on in
and say... how you doing?

What do you want?

Doesn't matter what I want.

It's what you want.

Now, come on,
none of us want this.

How do you know?

How do you know anything?

Well, I know why you chose
the targets that you did.

That Mr. Argyle here didn't
finish the job that he started.

That you sent him a message, that
he betrayed your parents' cause.

He betrayed my parents!
Yes.

They fought
to bring down the system.

Well, now, he is the system.

Get out of here.
Trey, Trey.

If you do this, you're the one
betraying your parents.

They didn't want
to hurt anyone.

But they did anyway.

And that was the only time
anyone listened or cared.

They don't want you
to do this, Trey.

Don't you tell me
what they'd want!

You don't know!
I tell you what.

Why don't you
ask your mom yourself.

What? Why don't we put your mother on
the phone, and she can tell you herself

what I giant mistake
you're making?

Hey, what are you doing?
Just relax, just relax.

She's right here on the phone.

It's just a telephone.

Right here.

(dials phone, line rings)

Helena?

HELENA (over speaker):
Trey?

Mom?

Trey, baby, you okay?

Yeah, Mom, I'm okay.

I miss you.

Miss you, too.

I wish I could see you.

TREY:
Guess who's here?

David Argyle.

You should see this room.

It's nothing like the
places you and Dad

had to hide in
when you were on the run.

Probably nothing
like where I'm at now, either.

No.

Baby, you know I love you.

I love you, too.

I am so proud of you.

HELENA:
Do it.

Do it now so I can hear it.

Kill the call!

Take that son of a bitch
with you, Trey!

No! No! No!

Yeah, okay. Oh.

(sighs)

(sighs)

Huh?
Let's go.

(Trey gasping)

Mother of the Year, huh?

Excuse me.

Excuse me.
Sanora Sims?

That's right.

Hi. I'm Superintendent Teresa Colvin,
and this is Detective Jarek Wysocki.

How you doing?

We're here to speak with you
about your son. What for?

Alderman Gibbons said
that was all settled.

And it is.

Frankly, right now,
my concern is for your son.

We both want to know why a boy like
Blakey, who seems like a good kid,

would do something like that.

It was a mistake.

Oh, come on.
It wasn't a mistake.

We both know it.
It was a gang initiation.

All I want to know
is which gang.

Give me a name.

Come on. We just want to make sure
that someone's not harassing your son.

Only one harassing us is you.

My boy ain't
involved in no gangs.

Blakey's in there resting,
and he don't got

to talk to you,
on account of he's a minor.

- Yeah, the good Alderman Gibbons told you
that, didn't he? - Yeah, he did. Yes.

He said that you can't talk to
him without a guardian present.

Yeah, he's correct.
Said that if you tried to bother me

or my boy, I should call him.

You think Alderman Gibbons
is your guardian now?

He's our Alderman.

And I thank Jesus for it.

We don't need
their cooperation.

She had no idea.
I know she has no idea.

She thinks Gibbons is going
to save her son from the gangs?

He's gonna cut a deal,

and get into bed with them.
Yeah, and we're gonna look behind

every bedroom curtain
until we catch him in the act.

Oh, don't make this sound
sexier than what it is.

Gibbons is going to keep
getting away with everything

until someone stands up
and does the right thing.

Well, those people exist.

Yeah? How do you know?
I'm looking at one.

What?

Nothing.

(elevator bell chimes twice)

After you.

(groans, laughs)

(sighs)

Looked like that went well.

Well, there were a few sticking
points, but we worked it out.

Enlighten me.

Well, your new partner, Little Monster,
intended only to send a message.

Blakey's orders were to wound.

Well, that just warms the cockles
of my still-beating heart.

(wry laugh)

Yeah, I told him we take
his concerns very seriously.

We're all for a free market.

And you offered
an olive branch?

No, I offered a branch.
He wanted the tree.

They want the same percentages
and protection as the Irish.

(laughs)

(laughs)

Mm-hmm, yeah.

And what did you say to that?

Oh, I thanked him for his time,
and said I was very glad

that we now have an...
understanding.

It's all good.

Understanding.
Mm-hmm.

That's what brings people
together in this city, man.

HICKS:
That's what I hear.

It was in that moment, actually,
confronted by the sins of my own past,

with a bomb on my lap, that I...
came to the realization that

you can define yourself
by what you were, or...

...or by what you can be.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen, the brave
Chicago policeman who saved my life.

(applause)

David Allan Argyle,
you're under arrest

for conspiracy to commit First
Degree Murder in the deaths

of Mark Tenev, April Murty and Weldon
Rand, on August, 1972, to October, 1977.

I'm-I'm sorry,
arrest based on what?

Your confession.

Yes, but I didn't confess anything.

But you implicated yourself
as part of the conspiracy,

and you had your lawyer present.

Office I was helping you I know,
and I appreciate it. I really do.

So, why?

Because I'm a cop, you broke the
law, that's how things work.

So?

So?

CALE: - You can say it.
- Say what?

I kept up pretty good.

Yeah, you kept up
pretty good, yeah.

So, I figure it earns me at least
another week of riding with you.

Another day or two.

(wry laugh)

Finally, today marks the end of a
nearly two decade long struggle

to change the landscape
of Chicago.

The Cabrini-Green projects
of the Near North Side...

long considered a symbol
of urban decay... are no more.

The final building
was demolished today.

For one Alderman, wiping out
the blight of Cabrini-Green

it wasn't just a political or
social issue, it was personal.

I grew up in Cabrini-Green,

so it's given me a great deal of
satisfaction to see it finally come down.

I'm not ashamed to say that.

It's the most difficult thing I've
ever accomplished politically.

It took years off my life.

But you know
what made it worthwhile?

It showed me there was hope.

Hope that a kid
from the streets

could rise up
and be an instrument of change.

Yeah, another gang hit.

GIBBONS: That's what I
worked so very hard for.

- I know this guy.
- Yeah?

Yeah, Darius Stoneman.

They call him Little Monster.
He runs the South Side Mafia.

Someone trying
to take over his turf?

Isn't someone always?

GIBBONS:
Today is a great day.

Today is the first day
of a better Chicago.

Sync and correction by GeirDM
for www.MY-SUBS.com