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[electronic music]

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- Ethan Holt.

We have a couple of follow up questions, me and my partner.

- Detective Yolanda Rodriguez.

We just want to clear a couple things up

about Detective [mumbles].

- Um, listen, I understand that he meant a lot to you guys,

I do, but I don't know what more I can add.

- My apologies, I'm replaying our conversation that we had

and you said that you caught the Blue line before?

Well, according to my records, the Blue line

actually came a half an hour later.

- Well, then I just forgot, I guess.

I mean, it was weeks ago.

- Sure, yeah.

Um, have you see this man?

- No, I have not.

- [Yolanda] How about this woman?

- No, who're they?

- Just people of interest in the case.

- Okay, well, I'm sorry I couldn't be more help.

- No problem, thank you for your time.

Have a good day.

- Thank you, officers.

- You see that pause?

- Uh hmm.

- How long you think--

- Not long at all.

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[heavy gasping]

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- Hey.

That's my front door.

Okay, I'm calling the cops.

- No.

They're looking for me.

- Darius?

Christ, Darius, what happened?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, Darius.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Fuck, shit, shit, shit.

Oh my god, fuck.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, let's go, okay?

Come on, I got you.

[groaning]

Hey, Darius, you're okay, you're all right.

Hey.

- Kate.

- Yeah, it's me.

How ya feeling?

Let me check your stitches.

Careful, careful, don't hurt now.

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[groaning]

- Thank you.

- You lost a lot.

- What?

Baby, somebody [mumbles].

- That's a load of crap.

Been camped out here for three days.

I'm pretty sure you can tell me why.

[groaning]

Hey, hey, you can't move.

You can't help Jimmy.

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- What happened?

What happened?

- I get all the shot up cops in my unit

who make it through Afghanistan and Iraq.

Some good for nothing fucker [mumbles].

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Darius.

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- Yeah, here we go.

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- [Man] Good call.

- [Yolanda] So predictable.

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10 bucks he comes out that side door.

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- There she is [mumbles].

- I didn't sign up for this, I didn't want this.

- No, no, no.

I need your help.

Please help with protection, oh please.

- Okay, no need to guess there.

- [Man] Hmm.

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- [Yolanda] So.

- [Man] Uh hmm.

- You know what.

Yo, Ethan.

Care to change your story?

Uh huh, hop in.

- [Man] Come on.

[sighing]

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- Good evening, sleeping beauty.

- Hey.

- You want some water?

- Yeah.

No.

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[coughing]

- You're good?

As far as I can tell, the bleeding's stopped but, you--

- There's a better perspective.

- It goes just.

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Exactly like the IED.

Only like a true wire and still come out on top.

- Write me off.

- We didn't have time to go into safety.

- How is she?

- She's fine, at the state hospital.

- The hell happened?

- The treatment stopped and the money stopped.

She wasn't even my case.

To the state.

We left.

- Shit.

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- I'll see you in two hours.

- [Yolanda] Looks like someone

would like to change their story.

- Why are we here?

- Because you're gonna tell us what really happened?

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- Other than the bus schedule being wrong,

I just completely forgot about, everything's the same,

that's the truth.

- Bullshit.

- Nah, I swear it is.

I didn't know what was about to happen that night.

Look, that woman approached me and said if I didn't say

what she told me to say, then--

- Your buddy?

- Yeah.

Look, I didn't he was a cop.

I had no idea what was gonna go down that night, alright.

I didn't want this, I didn't ask for this.

[chuckling]

I'm serious.

Look, this is what we agreed to.

Okay, it's not.

Look, y'all gotta help me.

- You'll have to testify.

- No.

- You'll have to.

- Nope, no way.

They'd kill me.

- You're so predictability.

Can you guess what I'm gonna say?

We will protect you.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- You'll protect me.

Hmm [coughs], I know why we're here.

And not down in some police station.

Y'all don't trust everyone down there huh.

Dirty cops, something like that, am I right?

- No.

That's not it all, actually.

- We just [mumbles].

- Really?

- Yeah.

How long do you think it will take your friends

to figure out that you're in cooperation with the cops?

- We're the only people that can help you.

[clapping]

- Ethan.

- Okay, alright, I'll do it.

But you all gotta hide me.

I'm serious.

- [Yolanda] Start talking.

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- [Man] You okay?

- They're coming after me.

Nobody gonna do a kid with cancer.

We need their asses alive.

- Let me just think about it.

- We both can.

- I think about how it went down.

- How you mean?

- How it happened and everything.

- Right.

They was all dead when we showed up.

- [Mumbles] it was just us two, you can be honest.

[pills rattling]

- Right.

Live together, together, right.

- Man, what are you gonna do?

- Shh.

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I don't know what you was talking about.

But everybody was dead when we showed up

just like I been saying.

Piece of fucking shit.

After all I've sacrificed for you, you do this to me?

Stupid motherfucker, what the fuck were you thinking?

What the fuck were you thinking?

- I think about Chris, man.

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I had to think about my daughter.

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- Fuck you, you're already dead to me.

Get the fuck out of this car.

I'm gonna let you live.

Get out!

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God fucking dammit.

- [Man] And I thought more was in there.

- There is more, there's always more.

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- Whoa, alright you got some good shit.

- Just show money.

- We got a deal?

- Oh yeah.

- Alright, it looks like we got a future.

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Alright, it looks like we'll be in touch.

- Nobody move, hands up.

No one fucking move.

- You set me up.

- Bullshit.

- Listen to the man, nobody has to die.

- [Man] Don't be stupid, put the gun down.

- Put it down or your dead.

[gunshots firing] [suspenseful music]

[man grunting]

[gunshots firing]

- Jimmy.

Let's go Jimmy.

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Come on.

Jimmy.

- What the fuck?

- We got the money.

- You said nobody would get hurt.

- We got the money.

- I fucking knew.

Fuck it, we got to call this shit in.

- Are you crazy?

- We need to stick to the plan.

We've been fucking these Albanians for over a year.

SIU is all over these guys.

Got some new questions, alright, fucking get it,

go call it in.

- Alright, fuck.

[electronic music]

- How you feeling?

- Better, sore, but strong.

- Six weeks.

You're doing a lot better than I expected, considering.

- It's gonna take more than a knife and an angry mob guy.

Oh.

- Oh.

- I'm done with that.

- More than just a pretty face.

Come on, the food's getting food.

One or two?

- Uh two.

- [Kate] I should have expected.

- I thought doctors eat better than this.

- Hah, do I have the time?

[laughing]

- So.

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- I know what you mean, he doesn't forgive very easy.

- I mean, he's all the right,

he know what was in the bag.

How is he?

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- Okay.

- You know, for future reference, let me know.

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- [Kate] Cheers.

- I'm gonna try this again.

So we know that on June 27, 2017, the Albanians

were meeting with some low level drug dealers.

At some point, Jimmy and Darius enter.

Sorry, at some point, two gunmen enter.

- Brett Argon's son gets killed.

- So was an undercover cop.

- Your officers were notified and started an investigation.

So what did they find out?

- We found that everyone's story matched up evenly

too nicely.

Put up Robert's radar.

Then we hit dead end after dead end

until we found a witness.

- Armando.

What happened in that interview?

- Robert reports everything, even things he shouldn't.

- Come on, where the hell is this?

This ain't no police station.

You want me to go in here?

Come on man, this is bullshit.

Come on, you gotta.

- Don't move.

- [Man] What are you gonna do?

I'm telling you man, you got the wrong guy.

- [Man] Sit down.

Sit down.

- Okay.

What are you gonna do?

Come on, this is bullshit, I'm telling you.

You got the wrong guy man.

- I know you were there the day of the robbery.

You clocked in 7:00 am, you never clocked out.

- [Man] What day was this?

- Don't be a fucking smart ass.

Like a double homicide happens everyday

in front of your face.

- This is the Bronx, man.

- Don't be a smart ass.

- I got a dead cop undercover in your organization.

Now you got a lot of bad shit that's about to head your way.

- My cousin was killed too.

Don't forget that.

- Alright.

Tell me exactly what happened?

You fucking see these guy?

- Never seen him

- Why are you protecting him?

- I told you I've never seen him.

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- Okay, Armando, what do you want?

- I want to be granted immunity for everything I've done

in the last five years.

And I want the same for my uncle Argon.

- Your uncle.

- Hey, I'm sure you want all the juicy details,

and let me tell you, they are juicy [laughs].

- And you're willing to testify in open court?

- [Man] And I'd jump up and down, one god damned leg

in a circle, I'll come in if you ask me to.

- Alright.

- Deal?

- Yeah, deal.

You're free to go.

Find your own fucking way out.

- Alright, I'm gonna make sure I hear from you.

- [Man] Yeah, you do that.

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- Okay, so this guy's about to take a plea

and then he goes missing.

- And we think he's dead but we don't know who did it.

- And Jimmy's in the hospital

and Darius is in the wind or dead.

- So, what, the Albanians are cleaning house?

- I think it's personal.

I think Argon's going after who killed his son

or whoever he thinks killed his son.

- Okay, when who killed Armando?

- Now we're back at square one.

- Right now, I can say that.

What we can surmise is that Armando witnessed

whoever hit the warehouse.

- I tried to keep it under wraps but--

- But who knows how many people he talked to

before he picked Armando up.

- Or how many of our people have the same line

of access to the information that you do.

- I can only think of two people.

- Three.

Jimmy, Darius, and the chief.

I don't want to think it, but--

- Yeah, but it makes sense.

The chief has the capacity to access the same IA reports,

having had years of informants and who knows what else.

- And he was the lead on the original case

against the Albanians before Jimmy and SIU took over.

- Okay, hold on, nothing without evidence.

- Tarique, why don't you take a look at the rest of the

people involved in the warehouse shooting.

See what they're up to.

- Sure.

- Tess, I think you gotta go back to SIU

and see what the chief's doing.

Other than popping pills and yelling at everyone.

Miriam.

- I'll check back with Robert and see if we've

missed something.

- And I will go talk to Jimmy.

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- Escaped.

- Ah shit, how do you feel, detective.

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I know nothing.

[background noise drowns out other sounds]

You're not looking for [mumbles], he ain't hiding.

- Then talk.

- There's a few places he has.

I may know a guy who might be able to help out.

- I'm not looking for a guy you may know.

- I don't fuck around with these guys man,

'cause I value things like my eyes, and my hands,

and breathing.

You should too.

- First name.

- You can't miss him.

He's a black guy with a big scar across his eye.

He's the only guy I know [mumbles]

looking for the sex shops.

Brett, that's his name.

- Last name.

- Yeah, right.

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- Yo, what the fuck man?

- Talk, don't run.

- [Man] Do you have any idea who I am, who I work for?

- I know, that's why I want information.

Talk.

Where is he?

Where is he?

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- [Man] What the fuck is this place?

- [Man] It's a bankrupt movie house [mumbles].

- [Man] What do you guys think?

- [Man] It works, it's okay.

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- Where the fuck is Argon?

- Who's asking?

- NYPD.

- Fuck.

[gunshots firing]

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- Hey boss, I have someone here who wants to talk to you.

- Argon.

- [Man] Who the fuck is this?

- Next time you stab a man in the back,

you make sure he's dead.

- [Man] I don't fucking believe it.

How can I help you officer?

- By taking a bullet.

- [Man] Are you sure, you don't want your life back?

Are you sure you don't want your daughter back?

- Don't mention my daughter, you don't know my daughter.

- [Man] I can help.

I can help you get her back.

- Bullshit.

- Meet me tonight, come on.

- Yeah, okay.

Piece of shit.

[electronic music]

You're gonna be good?

- [Girl] Yeah.

- [Darius] You're gonna be smart?

- [Girl] Yeah.

- [Darius] Say yeah, I'm gonna be smart.

- Yes, I'm gonna be smart.

- [Darius] Put your hands and say yeah.

- Yeah.

[laughing]

- I love you baby.

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So I want you to tell me what you want to be

when you grow up.

- [Girl] An engineer.

- [Darius] And engineer.

And which school are you gonna go to?

- [Girl] USC.

[laughing]

- [Darius] Okay so when I get old,

are you gonna take care of daddy?

- [Girl] Yeah.

- [Darius] Are you sure, you promise?

Uh.

- [Girl] I love you daddy.

- [Darius] I love you too momma, I love you too.

I love you so much okay.

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- [Girl] I love you too.

- [Darius] You're gonna be good?

- [Girl] Yeah.

- [Darius] You're gonna be smart?

- [Girl] Yeah.

- [Darius] Say yeah, I'm gonna be smart.

- [Girl] Yes I'm gonna be smart.

- [Darius] Put your hands out and say yeah.

- [Girl] Yeah.

[laughing]

- [Darius] I love you baby.

[suspenseful music]

So I want you to tell me what

you're gonna be when you grow up.

- [Girl] An engineer.

- [Darius] An engineer.

And what school are you gonna go to.

- [Girl] USC.

[laughing]

- [Darius] USC.

And tell, okay.

- Fucking cockroach.

You killed by best men like they weren't even there.

- It should have been you.

[chuckling]

What do you know about my daughter?

- In a state hospital.

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I didn't know you were gonna come back from the grave.

It's true.

I'm not a Bronxter.

Not killing nobody's kids.

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I'll get her back to you.

I can set you up.

- Set me up, how are you gonna set me up?

- I need somebody on the inside to keep my updated.

An informant.

[suspenseful music]

- What about Jimmy?

- What about Jimmy?

Let's just say what happens happens.

If he dies.

Come on.

Let's grab a drink.

Nice place huh?

- Oh yeah, lovely.

- It's Darius.

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- Yeah.

- [Yolanda] Well I guess we know were Darius has been.

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[door opening]

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- Damn Jimmy.

What happened?

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[ball bouncing]

- Three, two, game winner.

Jimmy Blue.

Jimmy Blue.

[laughing]

- Sorry I'm late, man.

The old gym huh.

- Man, how you doing?

- Back in the day.

- Brings back them memories huh.

- Oh god, I wish we could go back.

- Yeah, brother we was kings back here.

Yeah, but time waits for no man.

[laughing]

Body count, no one was suppose to die.

Those were your words.

You said that, Jimmy.

- Cynthia had her first treatment last week.

- I thought we were gonna wait.

- She took a turn, I couldn't.

Can I tell that girl no?

Guess who's feeling better?

- [Girl] Hi, Uncle Jimmy.

[laughing]

- Look at her man, she's back.

My baby's back, man.

Tell Uncle Jimmy I'm back.

- I'm back.

- We love you, Uncle Jimmy.

- Cynthia like my daughter too, man, I love her.

It's too soon.

- The next time Jimmy, I'll say no, [mumbles]

and I'll why it killed my daughter so fucking quickly.

Would that fucking work for you, Jimmy?

Look man, this treatment for Cynthia's working.

She's already showing positive results.

And that money is the only thing that's

gonna keep her alive.

These damn doctors says she has a year at best.

I'm not buying it, Jimmy, I can't.

- I understand why the insurance won't fucking cover it.

- Yes you do.

It's experimental, Jimmy, they can't fucking back it.

It's too much risk.

Fuck, man.

We should give it to her.

Look, Jimmy man, I'm stressed out.

I'm sorry brother, my man.

- We're family, alright.

Together, damn right.

- But this time, nobody dying Jimmy, not my baby.

- Not our baby, alright, I promise you that.

- Okay.

- Alright, you gotta do something for me alright, breathe.

Alright, get some air in this chest alright,

I'll take care of this.

- Alright, Jimmy.

- Alright, let's get some shots up.

Hey, let's get some shots up alright big dog.

You still got it?

Just like high school.

- Now you're making excuses.

That's my fault.

I promise you, they're gonna pay.

I'm gonna get them.

I'm gonna get them all.

Get 'em all, Jimmy.

- Darius, what are you, Jimmy?

- Jimmy's fine.

- No, he's not fine.

He's in a coma.

- You know I gotta bring you in.

- That's not gonna happen.

- Yes it is.

There are way too many questions.

- It's not what you think.

We're on the same side.

- What is this, what's going on?

Just come in with me, please answer questions.

You took that money didn't you?

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Don't walk away from me, Darius, the chief.

- Jimmy.

[suspenseful music]

- [Yolanda] The chief.

He did this?

- He's a good cop.

He's done some bad things

You just keep your eyes on him

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[door closing]