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Previously on "NYPD blue"...

What asshole has the nerve to send boxes before you're gone?

Gentlemen and ladies of the 15th, I have arrived.

Permission to board, lieutenant.

Those are your boxes? Of course they are.

You're the new c. O.?

The chief of detectives didn't give you a heads up?

No.

This is April fool's, right?

I wish you luck and all the best in your new job,

but, keep in touch.

Hear! Hear! Hear! Hear! Hear! Hear! Hear! Hear!

Thanks.

What do we got?

Tony dekeys, shot repeatedly.

Who called it in?

Old lady lives across the street.

She heard the shots,

but she didn't look in time to see who did it.

It doesn't look like a robbery. He was shot through the window.

He's wearing colors-- could be gang-related.

Worth looking into. Hey, who's this?

Hey. I'm hatcher.

And?

Stan hatcher.

The borough's assigned me to your squad.

Effective when? Today.

You didn't know about this? Nah, first we've heard.

I talked to your boss yesterday and this morning.

He's the one who told me to respond to this.

Gibson.

Look, I don't want to step on any toes here.

Hey, man, don't worry about it. John Clark.

Good to meet you. Andy sipowicz.

Stan hatcher. Where do I know that name from?

The school bus of blind kids

that were saved from plunging off the bridge--

that was me.

Greg medavoy. Hey, how's it going?

Baldwin Jones. What's up, man?

Where were you before this, Stan?

The 7-2.

So, what are we looking at here?

D.O.A., black male.

No witnesses, no signs of a robbery.

Wearing those colors, gotta be a blood.

We picked up on that, yeah.

Somebody should talk to the Latin kings.

Why them? The word I'm hearing

is some blood made inappropriate remarks

to the girlfriend of a high-up Latin king.

Lots of threats going back and forth since.

And you got this word how?

I used to work the gang unit.

Still keep my ear to the ground.

Run with it. Done.

Jones: We'll get a canvass started.

Seems all right.

Stan hatcher-- I know that name from somewhere.

Yeah, he's the one who saved the school bus.

How's the new guy? Witty.

He didn't raise any flags.

Regardless, how about making a call to the 7-2--

see what they got on this guy Stan hatcher?

Run a credit check, too?

I'll see what I can do.

What the hell was that?

African gray parrot.

Sergeant Gibson brought it in this morning.

It's quite vocal.

What have we got?

D.O.A. black male, may be gang-related.

What's with the bird?

Who, him? Yeah.

That's the colonel. I've had him for years.

Friendly as a dog. Keeping him here?

Yeah, but, trust me-- after a couple hours,

you'll completely tune him out.

Natural mimics, the African gray.

They hear something-- they pick it right up.

When the colonel says hello, you'd swear it was the wife.

This is a work place, Gibson.

Give him time. You'll fall in love.

You must be hatcher.

Sergeant Edward Gibson.

Welcome to the best squad in the city.

Glad to be here.

John Irvin.

What's up, man?

Hey...man. Not much.

Hi. Connie mcdowell.

Look at you-- ready to pop.

Yeah, yeah, a month away.

With the help of certain people who shall not be named.

So, how 'bout getting him set up, Gibson?

Me and Andy go way back,

which is why he calls me "Gibson" instead of "sergeant."

Yeah, so, I'm assuming this is gonna be your desk,

but this is my last day

before I start my maternity leave, so...

I don't spend much time at the desk anyway.

Hey. Rita Ortiz.

Hey. Stan hatcher.

So, where are we at?

I ran him through the gang unit.

The d. O. A. Was a hard-core gangbanger

with the Avenue d bloods.

My contact says one of the d. O. A.'S homeboys

made a move on the girlfriend of a guy named wilmer Lopez.

A Latin king. Bingo.

Wilmer goes by the name "king jazz."

We'll head out to talk to him.

Sounds good.

This kid's sharp?

Keep the door closed, or I'm getting some duct tape.

Ed boyanovich. I need to talk to somebody.

My daughter's been... Kidnapped.

Detectives Jones, medavoy. Let's go talk in here.

What's your daughter's name, Mr. Boyanovich?

Carla.

She's 15.

She's been seeing this boy, Charles slocum.

They go to the Kendall school.

She's a sophomore. He's a senior-- rich kid.

Does that factor in? He factors in.

He's taking her to nightclubs, parties.

She starts coming home after curfew.

I call to talk to his parents. They're not around.

When was the last time you saw your daughter?

Two nights ago.

It had been really so calm around the house

the last few weeks.

She said her and slocum broke up.

But then I get home about 9:30,

and there's a note on the chalkboard by the fridge--

"you can't stop me."

Did you call slocum's place?

Yes, I did. No answer.

So I go over his building.

I watch the doorman talk on the house phone

for, like, five minutes,

and he's got the brass to tell me that nobody's home?

He threatens to call the cops on me.

All right. We'll go talk to slocum.

What am I supposed to do?

This kid is basically holding my daughter hostage.

Sir, understanding how frustrating it is,

we wouldn't call it a kidnapping.

It's more of a runaway situation.

But you don't understand. Carla is a young 15.

She only just started coming out of her shell

after her mom died three years ago.

Then she meets this older, rich kid,

and she's completely starry-eyed.

Let's concentrate on getting your daughter home.

But what this slocum kid is doing is criminal, right?

Keeping her from me-- that's breaking the law.

Give US slocum's address. We'll talk to him.

Even though his family has money,

he don't get no special treatment, right?

If we find something criminal, he'll face charges.

Wilmer Lopez?

Are you wilmer Lopez?

I don't know that name.

We can talk here, or we can go down to the station house.

What's it gonna be?

King jazz, we need a few minutes of your time.

It doesn't concern your men, so if you'd ask them to step aside,

we'd appreciate it-- all respect.

So, what's this about?

You know Tony dekeys? Yeah, what about him?

We heard there was a dispute with the Avenue d bloods

over a woman named Theresa guzman.

That's your girlfriend, right?

Yeah, but there's no dispute with the bloods.

One of them didn't hit on your girl?

There weren't threats made? No.

All right, let's go. We'll talk at our office.

All right. Dispute's been settled.

Tribute's been paid.

Are you saying there was no termination order on dekeys?

You saying this guy got killed? Yeah.

It didn't come from US. Tribute was paid.

Where were you this morning between 8:00 and 9:00?

You're treating me with respect, so I'll tell you.

This morning at 8:00 I took my mom to physical therapy.

She's got a bad hip.

Where'd you take her?

To a "y" on 6th.

Can anyone confirm that?

My mom, people at the "y."

You don't know anything about dekeys getting killed?

Whatever happened to that blood,

it ain't no business of the kings.

If we need anything else, we'll let you know.

Appreciate your time.

No problem.

He's lying.

Charlie slocum? Yeah?

Detectives Jones and medavoy. Can we come in?

I'm not skipping school. I'm just not feeling well.

This isn't about that.

Mind if we come in? You want to get sick?

There a reason you don't want US inside?

No. Come on in.

It's Charles, by the way.

All right, Charles.

You know Carla boyanovich?

She's my girlfriend. Why?

When did you see Carla last?

Day before yesterday at school.

You haven't seen or heard from her since? No.

She called me that night.

What's going on? She okay?

You know anything about her running away?

No. Is that what she did?

Did she say anything on the phone that seemed off?

She was bitching about her dad, as usual.

And if she ran away, I can understand why.

He's a major-league asshole.

So she's not here with you? No.

Where are your parents?

A Buddhist retreat in western Massachusetts.

The maid's here, though, if you want to talk to her.

So, if we take a look around,

we're not gonna find Carla hiding in a broom closet?

I swear, I don't know where she is.

All I know is her dad should ease up on her.

The situation with you, Carla, and her dad--

we'd rather not get involved.

But if you're lying, we're gonna have to.

I'm not lying.

We're gonna take that look around anyway.

Be my guest.

That was my old boss who worked at the 7-2 with hatcher.

He said hatcher only worked there a few months.

Why did he leave? He didn't say,

and when I asked him what kind of guy hatcher was,

he said he was fine.

Fine? What does that mean?

I guess it means he was fine.

Or you're talking to a boss

who doesn't want to bad-mouth another cop,

so he throws out this marshmallow word like "fine."

Or that. Okay.

Where did this guy work before the 7-2?

The 5-0. Do I need to pursue this?

If you have some time.

Ooh! Ooh!

This is the first time he's ever bitten anyone

other than me or the wife.

I'm fine. It's not bleeding...Much.

I think I'll wash this out.

They sense fear,

so you got to be real confident around them,

almost aggressive.

I'll just keep my distance.

It was nothing-- a Nick.

Buzzard should be put down.

He just needs time to acclimate.

How'd it go?

Lopez says the kings aren't involved,

but Stan's got a theory.

He's not copping to nothing yet.

I just wanted to go down there to feel him out.

We'll check out his alibi and gear up for round two.

One of the d. O. A.'S neighbors called in.

She saw the building super run to his car and take off

right after the shots.

Super's name is Lonnie Parker.

He's 65, lot of arrests back in his day.

He did 15 years for a bank robbery--

finished 3 years ago.

So, we're gonna go looking for a 65-year-old perp?

We've been looking. He's in the wind.

Yeah, he's got a son, Calvin.

Works at a supermarket on 1st and b.

He's on his way in.

We're gonna stay on the Latin king angle.

Is that cool? Absolutely.

Nothing wrong covering all the bases.

What's up with the missing girl?

We went through the apartment.

She wasn't there...

Which doesn't mean this slocum kid isn't lying.

We got her best friend coming in.

Sounds good.

Thank you.

Calvin Parker's on his way up.

Rita...

How'd he do?

Okay.

Okay or good?

Fine-- he did fine.

Fine.

Calvin Parker? Yeah.

Detectives sipowicz and Clark.

We just got a few questions about your dad.

So, what's he done now?

Why do you say that?

You're police. You should know.

We just want to talk to him, Calvin.

You, -- you try that apartment building he works at?

Yeah. He's not there.

Then I can't help you.

When did you hear from him last?

Five, six months ago.

He said, "maybe we should get together."

I said, "maybe we shouldn't."

Haven't heard since.

You can call yourself a dad.

It don't make you a father, right?

Any brothers or sisters? No.

What about your mom? Tampa.

He wouldn't dare go to her.

All he did was cause her grief-- broken promises.

That's when he wasn't in prison.

Is there any place you know of that we can look for him?

No idea.

So, what'd he do?

There was a shooting.

He might have seen it.

The man is 65 years old

and he's still mixed up in that bullshit.

We're looking at him as a possible witness.

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seeing as you're his only close relation,

we're just gonna double-check

that you were at work this morning.

No, I got it. Ask for frank. He's my supervisor.

But make sure he don't think I'm involved in something.

Sure. Just wait here.

Thanks for coming in, Madison.

Sure.

Now, tell me, how long have you known Carla boyanovich?

Since she started at Kendall--

two years ago, I guess.

Why?

It looks like she maybe took an unscheduled vacation

without telling her dad. You know anything about it?

No.

What kind of a girl is she?

Kind of innocent because her dad's so overprotective.

Maybe she's self-conscious because her family

doesn't have as much money as the other students'.

As much money as Charles slocum's family, for example?

I guess.

Have you spoken with Carla today? Nope.

When did you see her last?

At school two days ago.

Did she say anything about going away

or trouble at home?

No.

No.

Is something on your mind, Madison?

You think Carla's okay, right?

Well, at this point, we don't know anything.

Why do you ask?

If you thought something was wrong, you'd say so, right?

The only way we can do that is if we have all the information.

If you know anything, you should tell US.

About two weeks ago, Carla told me she was pregnant.

Is Charles the father?

Yeah. She's pretty freaked out.

Is she afraid to tell her father? Yeah, and Charles.

Why is she afraid of Charles?

Because she isn't gonna have an abortion.

She thought that might scare him away.

I told her Charles is a good guy and that she should tell him.

I guess she did, because the next time I asked,

she said they were working it out.

And that's the last time you talked to her?

No, I got a call from her two nights ago.

She said she was gonna see Charles

and everything was fine.

She told me she loved me, which was kind of weird.

Did she say where she was going or what they were going to do?

No.

You swear you won't tell anyone this

unless you absolutely have to?

You're doing a good thing.

It doesn't feel like it.

All right. Thanks a lot.

Calvin was at work all day.

You think he's telling the truth

about not knowing where the dad is?

We believe him and the dad are on the outs.

Where you guys at with the Latin king?

The "y" confirmed that Lopez dropped off his mother.

Still, Lopez has at least 50 gangbangers under him.

He easily could have pushed a button.

I like the super,

and the fact that we can't put our hands on him

only reinforces it.

Let's put an alarm out on him and his car.

I'll put word out we want him brought in

as a potential witness, but I don't want a big fuss.

We'll kick the son.

We're not gonna double up on this guy first?

What does that mean?

We always let a fresh face

go in on the second interview

if the first team came up empty

or the guy's reluctant.

We didn't come up empty, Stan.

Don't take me wrong.

That's the way I'm used to playing it,

and it's never hurt.

What happened to the Latin king angle

you were so big on?

Well, all I want is the shooter,

whoever it is, right?

Hit it.

Right on.

And, listen, it goes both ways.

If you ever want to reinterview one of my guys,

jump on in.

Sounds good.

Let's go see what he's got.

How's it going, man?

Stan hatcher.

Can I get back to work now?

Just hear me out first, all right?

Okay.

My dad and me, we don't speak-- not since I was 16.

He's got his thing, I've got mine,

and that's just the way it is.

I hear you.

Still, a couple of phone calls, I'd know where to find him.

I don't even know what the hell is going on.

We're still trying to put it together.

Basically, a blood got shot up,

we think by some Latin kings-- big fight over this ho.

What the hell is he telling him that for?

This is about a gang shooting?

We're pretty confident.

My dad ain't no gangbanger. That much I know.

We know he was there, though.

We figure he saw it go down and got scared.

All we want to do is talk to him.

Okay.

A guy like your dad-- he knows people, right?

I guess. He's in trouble.

There's gotta be somebody he's gonna reach out to, right?

There might be.

I'm thinking you might know a couple of names,

keeping in mind that the kings are probably looking for him,

and ain't nobody gonna like what they do

when they catch up to him.

I really don't want to get back into dealing with him.

You have to.

And then you'll be done with it.

I might know one or two guys.

I could get in touch with them.

I'll tell them what you said.

I mean, I'll try.

All we can ask.

Got a little lucky, I guess.

Are you sure you don't want to just hand him the case file

before he gets out the door?

He had to know we aren't looking at his dad

or he wasn't gonna say anything.

But we are looking at his dad.

I thought the job was to get the old man in.

Once he is, we go at him, right?

Are we not closer than we were 10 minutes ago?

Don't look at me.

Letting him in there was your idea.

Tell US where Carla is, you can walk out of here,

we'll forget this whole thing.

I told you, I don't know.

But you knew she was pregnant with your kid.

Who told you that?

We're checking your home phone and your cell right now.

If you've had any contact with Carla, we will know.

We know that Carla doesn't want to have an abortion,

so if you've put her up somewhere

to try and talk her into one

or if you took her someplace to have one,

we won't judge that. No! No!

It's a big thing when your girl gets pregnant.

All sorts of stuff can go through your head

and cloud your judgment.

I didn't want Carla to have an abortion.

Then where is she?

Because whatever's going on here,

Carla's gotta go home-- period.

We haven't brought up criminal charges,

but if you keep stonewalling US,

we can talk about kidnapping, statutory rape,

obstruction of justice.

You don't understand.

It was nothing like that.

What was nothing like that?

I'm gonna get pissed here in about two seconds.

We wanted to do something beautiful,

but I couldn't do it.

Do what?

We-- we had-- had-- had a pact.

We-- we talked it over, and...We made a pact.

What kind of pact?

If Carla had the baby,

her father would never let US be together,

and we couldn't get rid of the baby,

so we made a pact.

Charles, is Carla okay?

She wanted to go first.

She said she couldn't watch me.

But when I reached for the gun...

...i-- I couldn't do it.

Where is she?

A building on 3rd.

Let's go.

So...

Carla wanted to go first. Yeah.

She put the gun to her head, and she pulled the trigger.

Yeah.

Then what happened?

I picked up the gun,

but I saw her lying there with...

Blood pouring out of her head,

and I just ran away.

So you didn't fire the gun after she did?

No.

I put it on the floor and just...Ran off.

We got a big problem, Charles.

We just talked to crime scene,

and they found two shell casings and two slugs,

and they both came from that Mac-10.

That's not possible.

Carla shooting herself twice is impossible, yeah,

which leads to another scenario.

No, it's a mistake. She was pregnant.

She wouldn't get an abortion,

you argued with her, she wouldn't listen--

no, I didn't argue about-- you killed her,

and then you staged this "Romeo and Juliet" scene

with the flowers and the candles.

I wouldn't shoot her. I couldn't!

We're talking first-degree murder now.

That's the death penalty.

Tell the truth, and maybe you can save your life.

Carla and I talked about this for days.

We discussed it. We planned.

We wrote e-mails. Check my laptop...And hers.

You'll see.

We still aren't hearing an explanation

for the two bullets.

I don't have one.

Maybe somebody else came by afterwards and...

Fired the gun.

Charles, that's pathetic.

Be a man and admit what you did.

She pulled the trigger and collapsed.

I picked the gun up, then set it down and ran.

That's what happened, I swear to god!

What did they say?

She said she didn't know hatcher that well.

But she worked with him?

Yeah, as far as that goes, she said he was--

she used the word "fine."

See? See?

No, I don't, actually.

Nobody wants to talk about this guy.

Or he's just been flying under the radar.

No way. When you get a guy

that worked a few months here, a few months there,

there's a reason he's always getting the boot,

because a good detective--

his boss makes sure he stays put.

Where's Ortiz and Stan?

Re-canvassing.

He's sticking to his story.

We're gonna get taru to pull e-mails off their computers.

You said the girl used a Mac-10?

Where do two private-school kids

get ahold of a Cannon like that?

Where do they get coke and limos and pounds of weed?

This slocum kid's got money.

Irvin: 15th squad.

A.t.f. Is trying to trace the gun.

Uniform just picked up Lonnie Parker

for taking a red light.

They're bringing him in. All right.

Just do me a favor.

I'm not calling anybody else on hatcher.

You hear that? That's me. That's my laugh.

Keep the door closed or the beak gets taped.

The 15th.

Place looks exactly like it was in '71.

Yeah.

'Cause I tell you, I went to this barbershop

I used to go to over on 3rd Avenue.

The whole damn block is designer shoes now.

It's nice to know some things haven't changed.

We had a hard time finding you today, Lonnie.

Yeah. Sometimes I just check out.

That's still legal, right?

Well, that all depends

on what you were doing before you checked out.

I did some chores-- got a call around 8:00 a. M.,

headed up to the Bronx to pick up some pvc.

This guy on glenhill road gives me a price.

You see anything before you got in your car?

No.

You know Tony dekeys?

Sure, he's a tenant.

You got a problem with him?

He's new, so not too much.

I got no beef with him, if that's what you mean.

Did you see him this morning?

I don't believe I did.

Lonnie, you got six years of parole to get through, right?

Now, why are you asking about that?

Because I don't buy a word you're saying to US,

and until you start telling the truth,

I'm gonna spend my time

thinking of how to violate your parole.

It's up to you.

See, we know you made a run for your car this morning.

Want to tell US why?

I can't get involved.

You already are.

In my day, there was a beef,

you handled it with fists or a knife maybe.

But young cats today-- they got no mercy.

So, what was this beef you had with dekeys?

I didn't have none.

But, apparently, he had a beef with someone else.

You see where I'm going?

Well, we'll keep you out of it if we can

and we'll protect you if we can't.

I don't want to get mixed up with these kids.

Lonnie, we can lock you up right now as a material witness.

That make you feel any better?

You'll give me protection?

If it's warranted, absolutely.

I come out of my building, saw Tony in his car,

and these two Spanish kids walk up to him.

Not a word-- nothing.

I hightailed it out of there.

You recognize the two Spanish guys?

Don't know their names. I've seen them.

They're Latin kings.

I figured it was some gang thing.

Everybody knows Tony was a blood.

We'll need you to stick around--

show you some photos.

Yeah, all right.

You speak to your son recently, Lonnie?

Calvin?

Haven't heard from him in months.

Why? Is he okay?

Yeah.

Hey.

He says it was two Latin kings.

Doesn't know their names,

but he's gonna look at some mug shots.

We're gonna get him up to anticrime.

We'll go get wilmer Lopez.

We'll be back.

He's enthusiastic.

Let's dump Calvin's phones.

I want to know if his dad called him.

Check on any pay phones around the supermarket, too.

What's up?

I just talked to ballistics on your suicide.

The Mac-10 that you found at the scene--

it was modified for automatic fire.

They're saying one trigger pull could have fired two bullets.

So, maybe she did shoot herself.

Also, I ran the gun through a. T. F.

They said the gun was from a shipment

that was stolen out of Providence.

They picked up the gun dealer a few months back.

Is there a connection?

Peter slocum was arrested in Providence

for dealing meth out of his dorm room two years ago,

so Providence p. D. Is gonna take the brother's photo,

show it to the gun dealer, see if he picks it out.

Well, let US know when they get back to you.

We're still working with taru on getting the e-mails.

Okay.

Hey, this ain't right. I didn't do nothing.

We don't appreciate being lied to, wilmer.

Turns out dekeys was killed by some Latin kings.

That's not true. We have a witness.

Ask anybody. Ask the bloods. Ask Theresa.

We settled it, just like I told you.

Then maybe you had some other beef with him.

Look, we settle something, it's settled.

Did you talk to the "y"? Yeah.

They told you I was there, didn't they?

Wilmer, we're not saying you pulled the trigger,

but we believe you know who did.

This wasn't the kings. We got honor.

We don't take action without good cause,

and if it was a murder involving the kings,

then it went down freelance.

Will you listen to how this guy

talks about his greaser thugs?

Wilmer, you're so full of crap.

It's no wonder your skin is brown.

Start talking English, asshole!

I know you did this,

and we're staying right here till you admit it.

We're gonna give you a minute,

and when we come back in here, we want the real story.

I already told it to you.

Don't do that again.

I didn't mean anything by the "brown skin" comment.

I'm talking about smacking a guy in cuffs.

Sometimes it gets physical in the room, Rita.

Not when a guy's in cuffs. I don't work that way.

Okay. Let's go uncuff him, then.

Would that make you happy?

Do something like that again, you're done working with me.

Now, this interview's over for you.

Go get some fresh air.

"The place we're going is a garden,

"green and filled with life.

"The path is hard, but once there,

me and the baby will be entombed in bliss forever."

You trying to woo me there, missy?

Actually, it's an e-mail

from Charles slocum to the d. O. A. Girl.

Okay.

It's hard being a teen.

Yeah, so far, most of the e-mails are from Charles.

He wrote her about five times as many messages as Carla.

It looks like they were both thinking about suicide,

but he was thinking about it a whole lot more.

Taru pulled that off their computers? Yeah.

How'd it go?

Lopez still says it's not the kings.

I'm starting to believe him.

Where's hatcher? I don't know.

How was he in the room? And don't say "fine."

He's got a different style, but we'll work it out.

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see? See?

See what?

He's got her throwing out marshmallows, too.

This guy's a problem.

Andy, phone dumps came in.

A bunch of calls between Calvin and his dad's cell.

The first was 15 minutes after the shooting.

How about after we talked to Calvin?

Yeah, calls back and forth then, too.

Who do we go at first-- the son?

Yeah, definitely.

Hey. Here's a few more e-mails off those computers.

Thank you.

Hey. You're from taru? Yeah.

Come walk with me here.

Check this out-- e-mail receipt for Charles slocum.

The dealer in Providence

confirmed he sold the Mac-10 to slocum's brother.

We got a lot to talk about with Charles.

You a music fan, Charles?

I don't understand.

Are you one of those guys

that hears about a hot concert

and rushes out to get tickets?

What does this have to do with anything?

We found this receipt on your computer--

two tickets to a concert at the beacon next month,

bought three days ago. So?

So if you were going to commit suicide the next day,

why are you buying tickets for a concert a month from now?

I was gonna give them to a friend.

This e-mail says that the tickets won't arrive

until two days from now,

so how were you planning on giving them to your friend

if you were dead?

You know, maybe I wasn't thinking so clearly.

Or you were never gonna kill yourself.

Carla told you she was pregnant but wouldn't have an abortion,

and you weren't up for that, so you sold her on this pact,

and she bought it.

All I did was fail to commit suicide,

which is not a crime.

To prove otherwise,

you'd have to know what was inside my head.

This tells US.

I was upset. I didn't know what I was doing.

It doesn't prove a thing.

We can prove how you got that gun from your brother.

All I did was borrow it from him.

That's transporting a gun across state lines to commit a crime.

That's a federal offense--

get you a mandatory minimum of 10 years.

And that's not including what you can get

for assisting a suicide.

If you want any consideration, this is your last chance.

Okay, look...

Honestly, I was 50/50 going into it.

Half of you knew that you'd make it to the concert.

Yeah, but half of me really wanted to end it all,

get away from this whole mess.

But you let your girlfriend think you were 100% behind it.

My girlfriend?

She got pregnant to go after my family's money.

She told you this? No, but come on.

You're gonna do every day of those 10 years, Charles.

I'm gonna see to it.

I haven't heard from my dad, if that's why I'm here.

You got a family-- wife, kids? Yeah.

And you're independently wealthy, right,

so when you go to jail, that won't be a hiccup

as far as their lifestyle's concerned?

What the hell are you talking about?

You lied to US, Calvin. We checked your cell phone.

We know you've been talking to your dad today.

Okay, maybe I did, but what's the crime?

Obstruction of justice, accessory after the fact,

a couple of other fancy legal terms

that you'll be able to contemplate

during your five years in jail.

Five years? I didn't do anything.

Then what were the phone calls about?

Okay.

First time, he called.

He said that he was in trouble.

I said to turn himself in.

He said that he would die in prison if he did.

After you talked to US, what did you tell your dad?

Five years, Calvin-- no joke.

Did you tell him to play up the witness angle?

Yeah.

And that other detective

said that it might be Latin kings involved,

so I told my dad he might want to use that, too.

You involved in this, Calvin?

No. No.

I'd never kill someone.

I'm not like my dad.

Then why you been lying?

He's a screw-up, and I hate him for it,

but he's my dad.

I can't just turn my back on him.

Get in.

I'm under arrest?

You're staying here until we talk to your dad.

Am I looking at pictures or a lineup?

What's he done?

Lied to US all day trying to cover your ass--

admitted that he gave you the Latin king alibi.

Which is enough to put him away.

That wasn't no alibi. Those Spanish kids shot Tony.

Lonnie, that's your son in there.

You haven't burned him enough in your lifetime,

now you're gonna put him in jail?

Or is he more involved than he's saying,

'cause right now he's taking the ride.

Okay, then. Let's go.

In the joint, in order to survive,

there are certain things you can't let slide.

People can talk all they want,

cut in line, hog the phone,

but they violate your personal space,

you gotta react.

Your life ain't worth living if you don't.

What did dekeys do to you?

He was a prick from day one--

loud music, leaving trash in the hall,

smoking weed on the stoop with families walking in.

I talked to him about all that,

but I kept it civil.

This morning, taking out the garbage,

I forgot to lock my door.

I get back, and someone's pissed on my bed.

I walk out in the hall, and Tony is smiling at me.

I can't let that slide.

Where'd you get the gun?

I kept one for protection,

so I grabbed it, went looking for Tony.

He was in his car.

Made sure he saw me,

and then I shot that son of a bitch

till I knew he was dead.

You're letting my boy go, right?

Yeah.

No way.

She had an s. A. T. Prep course she was taking.

She was going to music camp this summer,

to see the ballet next month,

which she was really looking forward to.

There is no way that she killed herself.

We're very sorry, but it looks like that's the case.

How do you know he didn't get my little girl up there

and put a bullet in her himself and make it look like suicide?

The e-mails we told you about

showed your daughter was preparing for this.

This little prick has you conned.

He set this whole thing up.

And he's gonna face charges.

For a gun violation?

This guy should be going away for murder.

There's what we think happened and what we can prove,

and, unfortunately, all we can prove

is the gun violation and assisting a suicide.

But you have my word that that'll stick,

and I will stay with the case every step of the way.

While his rich family lawyer sweeps it under the rug?

Charles slocum will do 10 years.

I should have protected her from him.

I should have done more to keep her safe.

She was 15 years old.

At that point, they're making their own decisions.

Or did I protect her too much

so she wasn't prepared for a guy like this?

You loved her, and you provided for her.

That's all any parent can do.

Heard you collared up.

Yeah.

Congrats on that.

Hey, asking around before I got here,

I was told you're the man,

so I'm coming to you if you got a second.

What's your question?

Ortiz-- she's stand-up, right?

'Cause we had a little miscommunication earlier.

I don't know if she told you anything.

She didn't.

Is the book on her like she's overly sensitive, or--

no.

Good. That's what I figured.

I may have gotten a little too enthusiastic in the room.

You know how it is.

Yeah, well, either way,

Ortiz didn't say anything to me about it.

So, word I got was that the perp

snapped over some prison flashback?

We burned half our day on account of you

telling his son about your Latin king theory,

which he passed on to his dad as an alibi.

I just wanted to get the dad in.

Didn't we cover this already?

You need to lay back and see how this squad works,

and that was the last double-up interview

you're gonna do on one of my cases.

Fine.

No sweat.

I'd like to fit in with the team here,

so how 'bout tomorrow we make a fresh start?

Cool?

Sure.

Heard a lot of good things about you.

I know I can learn a lot.

Good night.

Hatcher found you?

Tomorrow he starts fresh.

Well, Connie's got some news on him.

Yeah? Nothing big.

A friend at the 2-3 told me hatcher's uncle

is the chief of personnel.

So, every time he screws up,

he just gets bounced to a new command.

Gibson got to be c. O. Here

'cause he's a golf buddy with the chief of personnel, right?

Yeah.

Do I need to stay here

and make sure you don't pounce on him?

I'm fine.

All right.

Well, if anyone needs me over the next few months,

I'll be at home with my feet up.

All right.

If his cooking gets old, I'll just rush over takeout.

Okay, good to know.

I'm gonna leave in a little bit.

Great work, guys. Top shelf.

So, you and the chief of personnel

are buddies, right, Gibson?

We're friendly.

Chief of personnel, who's hatcher's uncle?

Where are you going with this, Andy?

You getting promoted to c. O. Of a squad,

which was quite a jump, Gibson--

did that come with the condition of taking on hatcher,

who's been tossed out of every other squad in this city?

We were gonna be short a man. Stan was available.

Was it a nice thing to do for a friend? Sure.

Do you not have friends? Do you not do nice things?

That's fine, but if the day comes

when he needs to get tossed out of here,

you better have the spine.

I got spine all day long, Andy.

Don't question that.

Then we're square.

Good. Good.

Good night. Good night.

Help you? Yeah, I'm here to see him.

He here with your rabies shot, Andy?

Good night, Gibson. See you, sarge.

He cool? He's cool.

This never happened, and we never met, right?

I owe you one. Any time.

Man, you are going to hell for this.

It's always been my hope god's got a sense of humor.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Deep, deep into hell.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.

Douche bag.