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In the nation's largest city,

the vicious and violent
members of the underworld

are hunted by the detectives

of the Organized Crime Control Bureau.

These are their stories.

Kathy?

Elliot.

I didn't get to say goodbye.

What do we know?

There's a war going on,

and your wife, she's
just another casualty.

But he can't be anywhere near this.

This is our case.

You're on borrowed time.

You need to stand down, Captain.

I need to make sure this
son of a bitch goes down

for murder.

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What's going on? Who is he?

Detective Elliot Stabler.

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He led the manhunt in Puglia.

We flew him down for the trial.

Well, fly his ass out of here

before he blows my case.

- I'm waiting.
- Stand down, Detective.

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Detective!

You're all dead men.

Every one of you.

What the hell, Elliot?

I just wanted to see their reaction

when I said Lenski's name.

This isn't your house anymore.

You can't just bust in and
put your feet up on the table

and do whatever you damn please.

The connection to Lenski is
the first concrete evidence

that we've got that I
may have been targeted...

Which makes keeping you on this

even more of a conflict for me.

This program is my baby, Elliot.

You know that, and a lot of people

wanted to shut it down
before I recruited you.

You've been my poster boy
for why this system works.

But what happened at the
courthouse this morning

could've blown that all to hell.

I want answers.

Closure.

I need that.

For my children.

So...

my evidence folder.

It's everything,

up to the point when Intel took over.

I just

wanted to give it to you,
you know, in case...

In case they kick me out?

- Uh...
- Thanks.

I'm still on there.

For the moment.

We don't do a lot of sledding in Rome.

- Eli's all about soccer.
- Fútbol.

Yeah, that's what
they call it in Europe.

Italians call it "calcio".

They think they invented the damn game.

Yeah, I, uh...

can't believe you lived in Rome.

Had this great apartment.

Terrace overlooking this
15th century palazzo.

You would've loved it.

You know, Elliot, I...

I can't.

I get it.

They found a burner cell at
the Lenski kid's apartment.

Now it's in the bag.

Our tech guys couldn't crack it,

but maybe you know someone.

Yeah.

Okay.

Liv.

Thank you. Again.

Uh, look, when I RSVP'd
for your award ceremony,

they asked me to say a few words,

and, um, you know me
and public speaking.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, so...

I wrote this, uh...

And I was gonna give
it to you that evening.

Probably a better way to say

what I was just about to say, so...

um...

Just take it, read it.

Don't read it.

Throw it away. Um...

You know, whatever you
decide, I understand.

Mommy! Mommy!

Did you see that one, Mom?

Oh.

Mm-hmm.

Yes, honey, I did. You're amazing!

- Should I try it, or no?
- Yeah, you should try.

Here, or where? Let's
go to the other one.

Yeah.

Grazie, Roberto. Si..

I'm...

I'm doing the best I can.

Tell me how I can help you, my friend.

Anything.

You remember the Ondrak case?

I'm trying to find the hacker

who tracked the Romanian drug dealers

through that video game app.

You want me to hack this phone?

Calls and texts have been wiped.

We can't get anything off it.

Copy.

And the owner's dead, so
this is my last best chance

at getting him to tell me
what he was all about.

Copy.

You're an artist, huh?

"We Have Nothing but Thoughts
and Memory Between Us".

Say what?

The name of the piece is

"We Have Nothing but Thoughts
and Memory Between Us".

Oh.

The burner left a trail
on the IMSI catchers.

These are all the GPS hits

from the two days before
your person was offed.

Starbucks, Chamber Street.

Uzbecki diner on 4th and A.

Starbucks, Court Street.

Starbucks, Flatbush.

Last stop's gotta be a bathroom break.

Subway.

- He could've peed there.
- Hmm.

He spent a couple of hours
at Securico Storage

on Brighton Street.

All right. Well, Securico Storage.

What's that all about?

Can you blow this up?

The building is registered to...

Hart LLC, an International
Business Corp.

First listed November 13, 2014.

There was a bust there last August.

For a rave.

The company was cited
for quarantine violations.

We had this place under surveillance?

Not specifically.

Our Domain Awareness System

has CCTV cams throughout the borough.

Very unpopular with the
civil liberties crowd.

We know Lenski was in
that storage facility.

The GPS data's inadmissible.

Without chain of custody,
I got that, Counselor.

But we need to know

what he was doing in that place
the day before the bombing.

It appears Hart LLC
would be a shell corp.

For?

It's owned by Manfredi Sinatra.

He's doing a bid upstate.

He got out about six months ago.

So what's it take for a guy like me

to get a warrant these days?

Hey, yo, it's the police.

It's 5-0, it's 5-0.

- Hey, 5-0.
- NYPD!

- Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
- Relax.

Nobody's doing any shooting.

You! Hey!

- Not a good idea.
- Come here.

Come here!

- Man.
- I told you.

What, yo?

Hi.

This your place?

Nah.

Ain't no one in there.

It shut down after Raffi
the Poet got blasted.

Raffi the Poet?

This was his spot.

Some kind of hookah joint,
but he's dead now.

Okay, well, me and my friends
are gonna take a look around,

so I need you and your
friends to get out of here.

- Come on, yo.
- See ya.

Stack on the door.

You're up.

I need the perimeter covered.

What language is this?

Italian.

And we need to get those analyzed.

Hey.

Rafiq Aaron Wheatley.

Raffi the Poet.

That's a good guess.

Where have you been?
Where were you going?

Also, let's see if that
kid's story checks out.

Make sure you really are dead.

Stabler.

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It was there, secure in the
lock box where you left it.

So the one we found is a duplicate.

Someone betrayed us.

Someone that works for
me in my department.

I will find who did this, Elliot.

I give you my word.

I know you will, Roberto.

What about the certificates?

Documents found in the safe...

Certificates of Conformity.

All of them are counterfeit,

and they match exactly
ones that we found

during a raid in Puglia
a few months back.

Those were being used to
move substandard face masks

and PPE across international borders.

PPEs, meds, ventilators.

From the get-go, organized
crime has been making bank

off this pandemic.

I need to meet with Sinatra.

Slow your roll, Elliot.

We don't have enough to
pin anything on him yet.

I agree.

Just want to look him in the eye.

Pat Sharkey.

What about him?

He's a mob lawyer,
locked up at Green Haven.

He was on Sinatra's payroll,

had his ear more than
any of his own guys.

He was who we used to talk to

when we wanted to get
a message to the boss.

I'll see if I can get you
and Stan to talk to him.

Okay, there's just one thing

that doesn't quite jive with me.

Rafiq Wheatley... Raffi the Poet...

was a smalltime Black drug dealer.

The Mafia's not as white
as they used to be.

All the families use gang
members at the street level.

No. Not Sinatra.

He's a dyed-in-the-wool racist.

Notoriously doesn't like Blacks.

A few details, Mr. Sinatra?

Just a few details.

You know what, I ask you guys,

why are the authorities locking up

an Italian gentleman like me?

Right now, they should be out there

focusing on locking up

those mentally deficient
BLM lowlifes and thugs.

That was six months ago,

right after he got out of prison.

So what was Raffi doing
up in that warehouse?

Rafiq Wheatley have
any living relatives?

The colored Jones polynomial
at the nth root of unity

has this simple expression.

So next week, we'll use...

The Riemann sum

for the Lobachevsky function

to express

the hyperbolic volume of the knot.

It's a very beautiful computation, guys.

I'm looking forward to it.

Professor Wheatley.

Hi. I'm Detective Stabler.

I need to talk to you
about your son, Rafiq.

No.

Don't you want to know who killed him?

- Do you know?
- Not yet.

But I'm your best shot at finding out.

I know why Rafiq was murdered.

I don't know what good it
would do to learn who...

who did it.

I'm fairly certain it was
some other woman's son,

which makes two mothers already in pain.

Isn't that enough?

Last week, my wife was murdered.

"I am reminded of a woman in grief.

Her son divided by land,

by triggers and blood".

Really was a poet.

Yeah, a gifted poet.

He was the love of my life.

So I'm just trying to figure out

what this was doing
in the warehouse safe

along with Rafiq's passport.

- Rome?
- I was working there.

My wife and I were
just in New York on...

a visit.

I'm sorry.

But I... have no idea.

Do you know what he did?

Who his business associates were?

Rafiq's father was an addict.

And I made a conscious choice years ago

not to live in that darkness again.

I'd like to get in touch
with your ex-husband.

We were never married.

And he died in 1997
of a heroin overdose.

The only thing he ever gave my son

was a genetic predisposition
for substance abuse.

Fun, huh?

Is there anything else?

No.

- Thank you for your time.
- Of course.

Actually, there is one last
question, if you don't mind.

Sure.

How long does it take?

Stabler.

On my way.

I don't know, Detective.

You don't strike me
as the kind of person

that can afford my services.

I think it was meant to be an insult.

I think maybe it was.

Your former client, Manfredi Sinatra,

have you been in touch with him lately?

Yeah, I went out dancing
with him last night.

Arrange a meeting for me with him,

and maybe we can, uh,

work something out with
your unhappy marriage here.

You saying you can get me a transfer?

Or at least a new toothbrush.

Now, that's funny.

Assuming I was able to get
a message to Mr. Sinatra,

what would I tell him?

You tell him what happened in Puglia

didn't stay in Puglia.

It was Elliot that
introduced me to Kathy

37 years ago.

He was 14 years old. She, 13.

He says to me, "Father, this is...

Eli.

Eli.

I just miss my mom.

- Hey, I'm here.
- My mom...

I got you.

I promise, I got you.

Yeah.

Thanks for coming.

Hold on a second. Hold on a second.

Guys, start dinner without me.
I just gotta make a stop.

Eli, go with Maureen.

Go with Maureen.

Okay.

Here I am.

What am I doing here?

You know why I'm dressed like this?

I just buried my wife.

My condolences.

I'll ask again. What am I doing here?

You know who I am.

I don't know you from Adam.

I'm here because an old friend
who's fallen on hard times

asked for a favor.

How about this?

You ever seen this?

I found it in your warehouse safe.

Pfft, I own a lot of warehouses,
Detective Stabler.

Yeah, this is the one that
had a hookah joint in it.

Run by a drug dealer.

Raffi the Poet?

I don't get involved with my tenants.

I'm a very busy man.

My friend mentioned
something about Puglia.

Yeah, Puglia, it's where I
picked up these two dirtbags

trying to move fake N95
masks and ventilator parts

across international borders.

Now why would I get involved

in something like that?

I can think of a couple
million reasons why.

I'm a building contractor,
so what do I know?

But it sounds to me
like some very smalltime,

worthless crapola.

Small enough to try and take me out?

Unfortunately, your bomber
made a big mistake.

My bomber?

You took my wife from me.

You got all wrong, son.

I don't make mistakes like that.

If I wanted you dead,

you'd be the one in
the ground right now.

You should know how the
new security tech works.

It's a biometric entry system.

Fingerprint activated.

Cool.

So that startup idea I
was telling you about.

Me and Gavin know a
pretty connected group

of B-list hip-hop artists, outta Il...

Sounds like a moneymaker.

What pairs better with
Pavé Ocre and Emmental?

The La Jalousie, or
the Gaja Gaia and Rey?

No idea.

Have you talked to Dana lately?

We're moving new product
development to her division.

Richie, your sister is
killing it at Contrapos.

Dad, that's Dana, all right?

See, I want to start something
of my own, like you did.

I also raised the startup
capital on my own.

$250,000. I was...

23 years old.

When I started the company.

- Dad...
- Ryan.

The La Jalousie, or
the Gaja Gaia and Rey?

With Pavé Ocre and Emmental?

Uh-huh.

I would go with the Gaja.

Put it away.

You want an unoaked Chardonnay

to offset the buttery cheeses.

You're amazing.

Dad, Pop-pop is here.

Go tell your mom.

No smoking in the house.

Pilar's rules.

Where I come from, the
wife doesn't make the rules.

Mom would've begged to differ.

Let's go to the game room.

Hey.

That's enough. Go outside.

Come on. Go outside. Go lay down.

Come on. Go ahead.

Dogs, they don't listen.

You know, it wouldn't hurt
you to come visit me, Richard.

You know, just for appearances.

I realize you think
you're better than me.

You know next to nothing

about what goes on inside my head.

Just tell me why you're here.

I wanna know what that
lowlife street thug

was doing throwing
parties in my warehouse.

- "Lowlife"?
- Yeah.

Are you referring to your grandson?

Hey, hey.

You adopted him. I didn't.

I mean, at least the other three

have some of my blood in them.

I mean, that flat-nosed
junkie's no grandson of mine.

Get out of my house...

I heard we had a unexpected visitor.

- Manfredi.
- Pilar.

To what do we owe the pleasure?

Nice to see you.

Everything okay?

Everything's sweet, my love. No worries.

You look lovely as ever.

I... I really like

that painting of you in the living room.

The Mickalene Thomas.

That's not me.

Ah.

So lovely to see you too, Manfredi.

Good to see you.

Rafiq was working for me at Contrapos.

Since you were in prison
with a bunch of other...

lowlife thugs,

I didn't think you'd object
to me using the warehouse

for a legitimate business enterprise.

- Legitimate, huh?
- Yeah.

You like to throw it in my face

how you're a legitimate businessman.

You don't think I know what's
going on with you in Puglia?

No idea what you're talking about.

Anybody who does business in Puglia,

they come to me first
to ask for permission.

Why would I ask permission

from someone who doesn't
even deserve perception?

You know what your problem is, Richard?

You were born smart, and you think

that's all there is to it.

But being smart doesn't
make up for being a meatball.

You're not fat anymore, polpetto,

but you're still a stupid,
little meatball.

- Are we done?
- No.

Someone killed a cop's
wife a few days ago.

Evidence was found in my warehouse,

in a safe belonging to some dumbass

named Raffi the Poet.

Let yourself out.

Narco thinks the
Certificates of Conformity

have something to do
with the COVID vaccine.

Well, that makes sense.

How was your meet with Sinatra?

Not giving anything away.

Well, here's the good news.

Upstairs is giving us the task force.

That's fantastic. Who've I got?

Hey, give me Stan Fairey,
if you can spare him.

Elliot, you're not in charge of it.

Who is?

Detective Stabler.

Nice to see you again.

Look, I know I didn't make a
great first impression on you.

And you thought jumping
me on a street corner

would be a good way to change my mind?

- I'm not jumping...
- You're the spouse

of a murder victim
connected to this case.

Which means I'll work my ass for you.

I also checked your records
and your psych eval.

Six shootings.

- All of them good!
- Not every one.

You skipped town before they
did the review on the last one.

Hold on a second.
You wanna know something?

I'm getting pretty sick and tired

of everybody judging who
I was from 12 years ago.

I was a damn good cop then.

I'm a better cop now.

You talk to my people in Rome.

You talk to anybody
I've ever worked with.

- I already did.
- And?

And I observed you firsthand

threatening witnesses that
are essential to my case.

That won't happen again.

Oh, it will happen again.

Guys who came up when you did,

you guys never think you really
need to change your ways.

Really?

You know you're profiling me right now?

Detective Stabler, you
don't know a damn thing

about being profiled.

I checked your notes.

I saw you talked to Angela Wheatley.

That's right. You know
Professor Wheatley?

Not personally.
Impressive woman, though.

I'ma need to know everything
about that conversation.

Does that mean I'm on
your task force now?

Meet me at The Met tomorrow morning

and we'll talk about it.

You know The Met?

I hope you don't think
I'm profiling you again.

Museum or opera?

You know, I've lived here all my life.

I've been to this museum twice.

My first year in Italy, my wife and I...

Kathy... went basically every week.

Vatican Museum, Borghese Gallery,

The Uffizi in Florence.

Why do you think that is?

We don't appreciate what we have.

So despite all my warts,

what made you decide
to take a chance on me?

I figured, you wouldn't have
invited me here if you hadn't.

Well, for one,

I've been looking into
Manfredi Sinatra's son

for almost two years.

Sinatra has a son?

He started one of the
first online pharmacies

back when Sinatra was
making his way up as a capo.

Contrapos RX.

He tries to pass off as
a respectable businessman,

but the fact is, he's one of the world's

biggest distributors
of illegal narcotics.

I just haven't been
able to prove it yet.

He also goes by a different name.

He endowed this exhibit.

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It should be pretty easy.

To be continued.

Ah.

Bye.

You didn't tell me you were married.

And divorced. Aren't you a detective?

Isn't it your job to know these things?

Which is why it's so
interesting I didn't.

I mean, how do you bury
something like that?

Especially if you're
the son of a mafia don.

Oh, I didn't know who Richard's dad was

when I married him.

I mean, he loathes the man

with every fiber of his being.

That why he changed his name?

Uh, Wheatley's actually mine.

He did it because he knew

how much it would piss off his father.

Marry a Black woman
and take her last name.

And how about your kids?

What happened to them?

Richie and Dana chose him.

And I got Rafiq.

End of story.

That's rough.

Any chance after the divorce
your ex had a change of heart?

Maybe wound up in
business with his father?

Well, we're not particularly
chatty these days,

but I can't imagine a world
where he'd get into business...

Am I in the right place?

Would you mind handing me that printout?

With the label "Oklahoma City"?

You were at 1PP till almost midnight

debriefing on that drive-by
with Angela Wheatley.

Yeah, well,

just like old times.

Yeah, well, this is a new day.

In the future, I need you to be more...

careful and methodical.

That's the way I like to do things.

- You're the boss.
- Mm-hmm.

So you think the hit was
on Angela Wheatley or you?

It could've been either.

I'll tell you one thing, though.

She knows more than she's saying.

Hmm.

You're pretty deep into
Richard Wheatley, aren't you?

Yeah.

Richard Wheatley is why we're here.

And just to be clear,
when we cast out our net,

we might end up dragging in the people

who hired your wife's killer.

I sincerely hope we do.

But our charge is to bust
an international drug cartel

that's skated under the
radar for two decades, okay?

Understood.

Who else is on the task force?

So far, you're it.

I'm, uh, vetting a couple candidates

later this afternoon.

Well, without overstepping,
I can give you the name

of the best hacker
I've ever worked with.

Jet...

Slootmaekers.

Spell it.

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Stabler.

Yeah, it's S-L-O-O-T...

Uh...

You're early.

Don't worry, Dad.

He's just the attendant you hired

to run the Ferris wheel.

Come on.

Get in.

Don't be a sissy.

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So damn nostalgic.

Isn't it, Dad?

We used to come here
practically every weekend.

Such a different world.

A better world, if you ask me.

Hmm, things are pretty sweet right now.

Who knew a worldwide pandemic

could be so profitable?

What I was trying to
tell you the other day,

unfortunately, it didn't go very well.

What do you think about you and I

getting into business together?

I'm intrigued.

What are you proposing?

- A partnership.
- Partners?

You and me. Father, son.

I know we had our
differences in the past,

but I know in my heart,
we could overcome it.

Oh, it's hard to overcome
the fact that you're planning

on serving me up to a cop tonight.

That's not true.

Are you telling me

you're not here for a meet

with a cop?

That cop is coming after you, Richard.

I'm meeting him to protect you.

I wanted to see if he
had any vulnerabilities.

I'm your father. Look in my eyes!

I would never betray you.

A man doesn't betray his family.

Hmm.

I really want to believe that.

Look.

I know I made things hard for you.

I...

I mean, I could never understand that...

why someone would want to...

mix, you know, with other races.

I...

Remember how the guy
would do this for us

every time we got to the top?

He would stop the wheel.

- And we'd look down.
- Yeah.

Sun shining,

my chubby, little legs swinging.

And we'd see all these

tiny, little dots

running around.

I couldn't believe they
were human beings.

That's what I'm trying to say.

From up here, they all look the same.

You can't tell the difference
from the Blacks and the whites.

Or anything else, for that matter.

That's what I've learned from
this tragic, terrible time.

But now, you're suddenly woke.

"Woke"?

You're not a racist anymore.

What I'm trying to tell you is,

I regret the ugly things I
said about your children...

my grandchildren.

Especially about your beautiful wife.

How could I say...

Love is love?

Indeed.

Love is love.

The problem is,

ya big meatball...

That's the one thing I
can't ever forgive you for.

I thought you said we
were going to Babula

for dinner tonight.

They're keeping it open for us.

And what about this bitch?

I'll take that as a compliment.

Can you please get these
foul beasts away from me?

They think you're foul.

Go get ready, baby. I'll be right there.

You all right, Ang?

What do you think?

I told you I could handle it.

You didn't need to send your goons.

They opened fire out in the open,

on the campus of the
school where I teach.

It's reckless, Richard.

You're still reckless.

It used to be kind of cute
when you were a young buck.

Not so cute anymore.

You can't talk to me
like that in my own house.

It used to be my house.

Actually, where is Florinda?

I think I'm gonna have
her make me something.

You know that's why
I divorced you, right?

NYPD. 1PP. How can I help you?

I wanna report a body at Coney Island

at the Wonder Wheel.

Elliot.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

What just happened?

What do you mean?

You okay?

I'm fine. What's going on?

Why are you here?

I was just out at Hunt's Point,

and I, uh...

I read your letter, and

I thought we'd talk about it.

I wanna talk. I just, um...

I can't right now.

- Hey.
- Yeah?

Are you working?

I gotta go.

Stabler.

Yeah, I'll meet you out front in 20.

Okay.

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