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Well, this isn't awkward.

It's tradition, sweet pea.

Dad, I have told you--

please don't call me "sweet pea" or "honey" when we're working,

or at the station.

It's hard enough to get the guys to take me seriously.

Okay, Officer McCullers.

You can never make anything easy, can you?

You know what? Screw 'em.

Let 'em think what they're gonna think.

You're gonna blow right by 'em and get your gold shield anyway.

I'm gonna be running the station.

I don't know how I'm gonna feel

about working for my daughter.

Oh, don't worry. I won't play favorites.

I wouldn't expect anything less.

Damn! I thought it was gonna be a slow night.

Chris, wait for backup.

Cut him off!

Freeze!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Jesus! What do you think you're doing?

Get over here!

-Do you have any weapons on you?

-No. -You look 14, kid.

I'm 15.

Is this what this is about?

I was hungry, okay? My mom hasn't been home in days.

I'm sorry, kid.

I'm still gonna have to take you down to the station--

You don't have to do this.

Put the gun down.

Just put the gun down.

You don't understand.

I'm coming in, Chris!

Dad! No! No!

No!

First responder's on the scene.

Officer in need of assistance,

tower two of the Kelly Court projects.

65 in progress.

Officer 220, hold position. 210 is flying in.

E.T.A., three minutes.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

There's a boogeyman in the house.

You sure?

He's big and scary, so I'm hiding.

Where are your parents?

Do you think he'll find me?

Listen, kid, everything's gonna be all right.

You just need to go back to bed. He'll be gone in the morning.

-But the monster... -Listen, kid, this isn't a babysitting service

to coddle you after a nightmare.

You need to hang up so this line can remain open for emergencies.

I tried to warn J.H.

-Who's J.H.? -He's my friend.

Our parents are friends, so we're friends.

-Is he okay? -I think so, but he wouldn't listen.

He's upstairs sleeping.

Which is what you should be doing.

If not, I'm gonna send over some real scary men to arrest you

-for tying up an emergency line. -But...

I'm gonna give you till the count of three.

One, two, three.

Are you still there?

No response. Call terminated.

-9-1-1... She's not breathing! She's not breathing!

Okay, sir, I need you to calm down.

I'm gonna send some help on the way. Is she turning blue?

-No, she doesn't have any color. -That's a good thing. It means she's still getting oxygen.

I don't know. Maybe gray...

I'll walk you through what you need to do.

Just hang in there with me until the E.M.T.s arrive.

Hey.

Here you go. Are you eating with us tonight?

Why not? The usual.

You got it.

-Keep pushing against my hand as long as you can. -Ow!

-Keep pushing.

Good, good, good. Good. All right.

Okay. It's loosening up.

Does that mean I'll be able -to run in the Labor Day 5 -K?

In a couple of years.

-Look, it's gonna take about two years

for you to get full mobility.

And what's up with you answering the door without a brace?

Okay, okay. I get it.

No, you don't.

What about the pain?

Is there something else you can give me for it?

Not if you want to keep working and driving.

It'll subside eventually. The fact that you can push

at all, that's a step in the right direction.

-Pun intended? -Chris, you almost lost your leg.

Nerve, muscle damage, it doesn't heal overnight,

not even in the next month.

You need to be patient.

What?

-Arnold. -Chris.

Hey. New partner?

This is Cortez. She came up through the Valley.

Ah. Good people over there.

Is Sgt. Parks still down there, chewing ass?

Mm, like it's his last meal.

So, uh, what's this about?

Chris, have a seat.

Go ahead.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

There's a boogeyman in the house.

You sure?

He's big and scary, so I'm hiding.

Where are your parents?

Do you think he'll find me?

Listen, kid, everything's gonna be all right.

-You need to go back to bed. He'll be gone in the morning. -But the monster...

Listen, kid, this isn't a babysitting service

to coddle you after a nightmare.

You need to hang up so this line can remain open for emergencies.

I tried to warn J.H.

-Who's J.H.? -He's my friend.

Our parents are friends, so we're friends.

-Is he okay? -I think so, but he wouldn't listen.

He's upstairs sleeping.

Which is what you should be doing.

-If not, I'm gonna send over some real scary men -That's enough.

-to arrest you for tying up an emergency line.

Last night,

John Henry Blaylock was found

murdered in his home at 1244 Braxton Street.

John Henry-- is that the kid from the call?

John Henry-- J.H.

The other kid, the caller, was in the house with him.

You know, I have to say,

it's hard being at a murder scene

and discovering that 9-1-1 was dialed around the time of death.

So what do you, uh... what do you need from me?

Just a couple questions.

You might want your union rep for this.

No. They're just gonna tell me to keep my mouth shut,

and that will slow down the investigation.

So you understand your rights?

Yeah.

Was there anything on that tape

that we can't hear, anything that struck you?

I-- I thought it was just some kid

messing around, making up a story.

I...

His head was bashed in with a hammer.

Where were his parents?

A couple of drunks out getting wasted with the neighbors.

That's who the caller belonged to.

Their story is, they came home and found him,

but it's looking like they did it.

No, he... he said there was somebody there,

a boogeyman.

There's a history of violence in this home,

a pattern of them going out, coming home, and hurting their kid.

Evidently, the caller didn't know this.

That was the boogeyman.

If I thought

that they were in danger in any way,

I would've sent somebody.

There were other calls

flooding in that had higher priority.

I... I thought...

I thought that they were putting somebody else's life in danger.

I needed to get to that next call.

I need... He...

You all right?

Super.

I'm gonna need to place you on leave.

But I... I need this job.

No, you don't.

Disability covers everything you'll ever need.

-That's not what I mean. -Standard operating procedure--

When any incident like this happens, I'm required to put you on leave

until the review board.

It's just the way it is.

♪ I knew in the beginning ♪

♪ I'd never

♪ End up winning

♪ Your heart is yours

♪ And yours alone

Hey.

Whiskey, double.

Thanks.

Hey. You feeling like darts?

You're wasting your time.

And why's that?

So? I said "darts," not "sprints."

I'm assuming you got that in the line of duty.

That being the case, I can hardly hold it against you.

Thanks. That's very gracious of you.

You know, I was gonna come up last night,

but I didn't approach because being out on the street, I've learned to read people.

My timing would've gotten me shot down.

"Shot down"?

Is that supposed to be funny?

Wrong choice of words.

Sorry.

Yep.

Okay, let's try this again.

Why don't you give me your cell phone number? I will call you up

and ask you out on a proper date.

I don't have one.

There are four-year-olds who have cell phones.

Yeah, well, I have a phone in my ear all day.

The last thing I want is to have one on my time off.

Look, who's putting you up to this?

No one.

You didn't lose a bet or something?

All I was looking for

was the chance to buy an attractive woman a drink.

Just one?

Okay. Yeah.

Light?

Okay. Easy, Stumbles. Let's get you to bed.

-You're not joining me. -Nope.

Relax, I'm just trying to help.

It's attractive, isn't it?

Stop. Stop.

Okay.

Good night, Detective.

Hey, Chris.

I just wanted to see how you're doing this morning, and I needed to let you know

your review will be tomorrow, Tuesday the 24th, at 10:00.

Nothing like headlines to expedite these things, right?

Anyway, if there's anything you need or if you have any questions,

please give me a call in my office.

-Take care of yourself.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Reporters have swarmed my place.

Well, you brought it on yourself.

We did what we could to keep it quiet,

but the parents-- or the parents' attorneys-- went out with it

to divert some attention from them.

Yeah, they made a sensational case that much more sensational.

Parents kill kid with a hammer, his cries for help

go unheard by the person whose sole purpose

is to hear those cries.

-I want to help. -You gave us your statement. That's all you can do.

You know I can do more than that.

I'm not some high-school grad who fell into a dispatch chair.

Chris, we're good. Case is coming together around the parents.

The kid said that something w--

Just chalk it up to another story.

'Cause kids make up stories, right?

Chris...

Look, I know things are really rough right now.

But trust me, all this noise is gonna go away

the minute they find another story to pump through the news cycle.

In the meantime, just find someplace to lay low

for a couple of days, okay?

Hey, Curt.

Hey, what are you doing here?

You, uh... You hear about what happened?

Yeah. That's rough.

You doing okay?

Yeah. I'm all right. Uh...

look, I know this might be asking a lot,

but I was wondering if I could crash at your place.

It'd just be for a couple of nights.

The press is camped out at my apartment,

and I really need to get away.

I wish I could. I just can't,

because my son's in town with his two sons,

and we're a full house-- I'm sorry.

-No problem. -If you want...

do you need money for a motel or something?

No, no. I could never take money from you.

I owe your dad a lot of money

just from the pool games I lost to him.

No, no. I'm good, I'm good.

Come by again, okay?

Definitely.

Please note that the operator under review,

2304, Christine McCullers, has refused representation.

We're here to determine what happened on the night of Saturday, May 22nd

and where procedure broke down,

and to determine if any responsibility lies with operator 2304.

So Miss McCullers, do you have an opening statement?

No.

Play the call.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

There's a boogeyman in the house.

You sure?

He's big and scary, so I'm hiding.

-Where are your parents? -Do you think he'll find me?

Listen, kid, everything's gonna be all right.

-You just need go back to bed. He'll be gone in the morning. -But the monster...

Listen, kid, this isn't a babysitting service

to coddle you after a nightmare.

You need to hang up so this line can remain open for emergencies.

I tried to warn J.H.

-Who's J.H.? -He's my friend.

Our parents are friends, so we're friends.

Is he okay?

Miss McCullers' supervisor, Janet Byrd,

has requested to speak on operator 2304's behalf.

I've been in Chris's position before.

For over 20 years, I sat where Chris sits.

It's not easy to be judged

for a split-second decision

that can be carefully analyzed later

over hours, days, weeks.

This was a bad decision

that had a horrible outcome.

But that should not ruin her career.

She's a good operator,

and she deserves to be on the job.

The M.D.C. is better with her around.

Is there anything else that needs to be presented?

All right. We will take a break while we discuss our ruling.

Let's reconvene at 2:00.

Excuse me.

Do you have an extra copy of the call transcript?

-Hey. -What are you doing here?

You are like a gnat we just can't swat.

-I was re-reading the call transcripts-- Chris...

We don't need help with this investigation.

I'm getting some coffee.

Do you still make the parents for it?

-Yep. -What are they saying?

They're pleading not guilty. Big surprise.

Capital case. To be expected.

-Say they're not guilty... -No forced entry,

a history of violence in the home,

we can place them at the scene near the time of the death. What more do we need?

Don't you find it odd that the kid didn't identify the Blaylocks?

-Chris, that doesn't mean anything. -It could mean something.

-Why are you doing this? -I want justice.

Maybe this is about something else. Maybe this is about your dad.

It's about justice.

But, Chris, suppose I find something

that lends just a little bit of credibility

to another theory, a boogeyman theory,

and the defense uses it to cloud the jury's mind

into thinking that the parents are not guilty,

when in fact they really did kill their kid.

How would you help serve justice?

Have you really honored your father properly?

I'm telling you, there's something here.

Okay. I'll keep it in mind.

Thanks.

Guess who I am.

I shouldn't laugh. I shouldn't laugh.

We understand the pressures this job entails,

and we in no way condemn Miss McCullers.

It is regretful her decision led to a child's death, but it did.

So it is our recommendation that Christine McCullers be suspended

for a period of two months without pay,

during which time, she will be required

to attend a six-week sensitivity course.

We're dismissed.

Hey, Chris,

the ruling could've been better.

It could've been worse. Way worse.

If you hadn't said what you said, I...

-Thank you. -With all the talk outside these walls,

I just want to make sure you get a fair deal.

Nobody gets it unless they sit in the chair.

Look, I know what you're going through.

Back in '92, I didn't dispatch a unit fast enough,

and a kid was beaten to death.

-I had no idea. I'm so sorry. -No, I learned from it,

and it made me a stronger, better operator.

Look, I meant what I said in there. You've got a cop's instinct,

and we need that.

Thanks.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna make this right.

Hey.

Finally ready to play a game?

Look, have you heard anything about the case?

-"Case"? -My case.

The one with the kid and everything.

Sorry. I haven't heard anything.

Look, I don't think it was the parents.

And why do you think that?

-Because the kid didn't identify them. -So?

-You don't think that's weird? -Who's on the case?

It landed with Arnold and Cortez.

You need to leave it to them.

Look, I can do more than just sit on my ass and answer phone calls.

-I'm here for help. -"Help"?

Help you investigate a detective's active case?

Sorry, but no thank you. That is a real quick way

for me never to get a shield.

Thanks for nothing.

Is this gonna hurt my chances for a date?

You know what gets me?

If I'm wrong about the parents, what's the harm?

The killers are caught. It's just a few man-hours that are wasted.

But if I'm right, there is a killer of a kid still out there.

And the way this went down, how it was pulled off,

I don't think it's gonna be the last time.

Goa-oa-oal!

Yes!

The U.S. needs this to win their first-ever World Cup,

all left up to the leg of the youngest player

to ever field a U.S. jersey.

Shit.

Who is it?

Police.

Hey, there.

-Are you Stevie? -Yeah.

Is your mom home?

You, uh... you tried to help your friend the other night.

Yeah, but he still got hurt.

You thought you saw the boogeyman?

Yeah. He was like a shadow,

but no one believes me.

And you're sure it wasn't Mr. and Mrs. Blaylock?

They aren't boogeymen. That's crazy.

Yeah.

It is crazy.

Thank you, Stevie. You've been a lot of help.

You keep this door locked, okay?

Take that one.

You've got five minutes.

Who the hell are you?

I'm Officer Christine McCullers.

-I'm the dispatcher-- -What are you doing here?

I wanted to speak with you.

You want forgiveness for my kid getting killed?

Screw you!

I could never ask you to forgive me.

You let some guy kill my son,

and you don't want to say "sorry"?

To hell with you!

I don't think you did it.

Or your husband.

I might be the only one.

I want to help.

Our lawyer keeps pressuring us to take that plea.

There ain't no way

I'm gonna stand before that judge and God Almighty

and say that I killed my boy.

Have there been any strange people near the house lately?

No.

Do you remember anything odd about the day he was killed?

I don't... I don't remember much.

I don't even know if I told J.H. good night.

I just remember blood.

There was a lot of blood.

He was... always so scared.

I hope he had his "blue" with him.

It made him feel safe.

What was his "blue"?

When he was a baby, he had a blue blanket.

Always had it with him.

We struggled. He struggled to let it go.

He struggled that he wouldn't carry it anymore.

He got to school, the kids, they made fun of him so bad.

Did he carry it in high school?

Hell, no.

Before middle school, his dad,

he gave him one of his work bandanas.

It was dark blue.

And he took it, accepted it

as a replacement.

That way, if he was scared or nervous

or just needed good luck,

he could have it with him.

I hope he had his "blue."

It made him feel safe.

I wish...

I could've made him feel safe.

I wish I could've made him feel safe.

Well, when I said "Come visit again,"

I didn't expect it to be this soon.

I need your advice.

Sure. What is it?

It's about the Blaylock case. I went to see the mom.

Chris, why would you do that?

-They didn't do this. -You can't get yourself mixed up in that.

Dad always said you were a great investigator.

So you want me to be an armchair detective?

I only know what I read in the papers.

How would you approach this?

I wouldn't start by going door to door. That'd be a waste of time.

I'd go to the school,

I'd talk to his friends, find out what this kid was about.

Okay, that's great.

The mom mentioned something about a blue bandana.

She said he always carried it with him, especially when he was scared.

Would you be able to check inventory

to see if they bagged it at the scene?

Chris, you want to make me lose my pension?

No, of course not.

I need to know if she's telling the truth.

I can't.

I want to fix this.

Give me a minute.

No. There's nothing like that on the inventory sheet.

Okay.

Thanks, Curt.

Now, get out of here before you get us both in trouble.

-Principal Lorton. -Officer Chris McCullers.

-I'm Monty. -Hi.

Sorry about the wait. After school can always be a bit chaotic.

I hope you don't mind, but I've asked J.H.'s home room teacher to join us.

Oh, no, of course not. Thank you for coming.

-So, you're here about J.H.? -Yeah.

-Tragic. Just Tragic. -I knew his home life

wasn't the best, but I never thought it'd end up like this.

Well, that's why we're here. We're still investigating his death.

But his parents... We thought--

With all the publicity surrounding the case,

we just want to make sure his parents aren't able to mount any sort of defense.

We want to get out in front of any possible theories and discredit them.

Okay.

Would it be possible for me to speak with some of his friends?

He was a quiet kid. Kept to himself.

-Was J.H. bullied? No, absolutely not.

We have a zero-tolerance policy when it comes to that.

Every school does, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen.

Was he being picked on?

The kids I see who get picked on are the ones

who put themselves out there in class-- they answer questions,

they volunteer, do extra-credit work, things like that.

J.H., he just wasn't that kid.

Did he have a locker I could take a look at?

It was cleared out.

But I did keep the items in a box for his...

It's in my classroom. I can take you.

That'd be great, thank you. Thank you for your time.

Thank you.

He may not have been well known,

but he was one of us.

I didn't want to speak out of turn in front of Principal Lorton,

but we did have some problems with the janitor a few months ago.

He got fired for being drunk and high.

-Okay. -Well, for months,

we had a rash of locker thefts,

and we never proved it was him, but we all suspected.

It could be nothing, but you said anything might help.

What could he have taken from J.H.?

That's why I remembered. On the day it all went down,

when he got fired, J.H. was the one who actually turned him in

for acting strange, and that's how we found out about the booze and drugs.

-Kyle Hall? -Yeah?

-I have a couple questions for you. -Now's not a good time.

If you don't open the door, I'm gonna let your parole officer know

that you were uncooperative in an ongoing investigation.

I don't know why you're here.

I want to talk to you about your job over at that school.

I don't work there no more.

Yeah, because you were getting high and drunk

and stealing from the kids.

I was in a bad place. But I'm clean. Okay? I'm clean.

Back then, I needed money for my affliction.

Don't think I don't feel bad for what I done.

I didn't know it was wrong, stealing from 'em.

-Is that all you did? -Yeah. Of course.

Did you kill that kid Saturday night?

What?

I may be an addict,

I may be a thief, but I am no killer.

-Where were you Saturday night? -I was...

I was right here.

-That's not a very good alibi. -It's the truth!

Well, that kid who reported you and got you fired from your job,

he was killed Saturday night not too far from here.

I didn't do it, okay? That kid freed me up.

-He probably saved my life! -How self-aware.

Oh, you can't put this on me, not something I didn't do.

-How'd you smash his head in? -Don't do this to me.

How did you do it? How did you do it?

I'm not going back!

-Did you kill him? -I didn't do it.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

Where's the stuff?

-What stuff? -Where is the stuff that you stole from the lockers?

-I don't know what you're talking about. -Yes, you do!

Where is the stuff you stole?

Okay. All right.

Hands up!

Easy!

Put it on the table.

Open it.

Step back

and put your hands up.

Where's the bandana?

Bandana? What bandana?

-Where's the bandana? -Don't know, I swear! That's all I have.

I didn't do anything to that kid! I swear.

Hey. Come on in.

-What's that? -It's a gift.

Should I open it now?

What happened?

-Someone broke in. -What?

Yeah, I think it might've been J.H.'s killer.

-Why do you think that? -Because I went by J.H.'s house and school.

-I think he followed me here. -Well, that was stupid. What were you thinking?

I lifted some prints.

-Okay. -What, you're leaving?

If this guy's coming after you, we need to know who it is right now.

You stay inside, lock the door. Call me if you need anything.

I don't have your number.

Yeah, you do.

-Hey. I was wondering if you opened it.

What, you checking up on me?

No, I was just checking to see if I wasted my money.

But I'm also calling with some news.

You got a hit on one of those prints.

Chris? You still there?

-Yeah. -Did you hear me? We have a name on one of your prints.

Anthony Glass.

Yeah. How did you know?

I'll call you later.

Although the city has ruled against...

What do you mean, they're not even gonna consider it?

They've already ruled.

They were disappointed that neither of us

disclosed that you were on drugs.

It's a prescription!

God, Janet, this is ridiculous!

Whatever the case,

I'm not going to be able to have you back now.

The guy broke into my apartment!

"Unnamed sources" is code for "illegally obtained."

I'm sorry.

So am I.

Let me guess.

Damn it.

Dustin? -Hey, I'm in here.

-Hey. -Hey, I thought you were gonna be late.

I was, but I wanted to spend some time with you.

My work will still be there tomorrow.

-Can we go catch a movie? -Yes.

-Sweet! -But... go collect your dirty clothes first.

I need to do a load by tomorrow.

Okay.

Dustin...

How many times do I have to tell you

when you're home alone, you have to keep the doors locked?

No, no. I want to hear the boat story. Come on.

So my dad, he got

this 21-foot speedboat,

and it was named The Keel of Fortune

'cause he bought it from someone who had won it on "Wheel of Fortune."

That's bad. That's not good.

I didn't name it, so... Anyways,

we go down to the marina,

and my dad makes me the first mate,

and I'm, like, seven years old, maybe eight,

and we get to the dock

at the gas station, the boat gas station,

and I jump off onto the dock,

and I'm gonna tie up the boat with this rope,

but the boat kind of went back out, it didn't stop,

and I'm holding on to the rope,

and it just pulled me right back into the water.

-At least I didn't let go of the rope. -Yeah.

Now, being seven and having seen Jaws, I was convinced

that the ocean was just full of sharks

waiting to eat any children that fell in the water.

-Oh, man. Yeah.

That was... That was the end of my sailing days.

-Mm. -No more sailing career for me.

-It's probably for the best. -Yeah.

So when did you know you wanted to be a cop?

I don't know.

It was just always...

like a part of me-- helping people, you know.

I got that... I got that from my dad.

Then after I got shot, I just...

I felt like such a failure.

Because the one purpose I had in life

was just taken from me.

And every day at work, I just... I hated it.

I hated every single day, because every call

was just a reminder

that I could no longer help people.

And the... and the funny thing is-- the irony here--

is that I was helping people.

I was the first person helping people.

And now that's... that's been taken from me too.

You could always try to get reinstated.

No. I can't.

Can't or won't?

Look, in order for you to move on,

to truly move on, you've got to put the past to sleep.

You've got to let it go.

Tell me what happened.

I went on a patrol with my dad.

The department had this tradition of

kids riding with their parents on a patrol.

We, uh...

We saw a robbery,

and I, um...

I chased the perp down the alley.

Freeze!

Is this what this is about?

I was hungry, okay? My mom hasn't been home in days.

You don't have to do this.

-Everything will be okay. -You don't understand.

-Just put the gun down. I'm coming in, Chris!

Back off or I'll shoot!

It's all right, kid. It's all right.

-It ain't all right. -Just put the gun down.

-No. -Look,

I'll put my gun away first, okay?

Let's figure out how we can all go home

happy here.

You're in total control of the situation, kid.

You can have your life.

Petty theft don't mean a thing.

Chris, no!

My dad died...

because of a bag of chips.

Everything...

would've been all right if I would've just

listened to him.

Hey. Hey.

The kid did this.

Whatever his reasons were, he caused all of it.

He stole the chips, he ran, he swiped your gun,

he shot you.

Because I reached for my weapon.

No. Because you assessed the situation.

You were doing what you thought needed to be done.

Well, that assessment killed my dad.

If you continue to beat yourself up about it

because you think you deserve this self-flagellation,

you don't.

You deserve to be happy.

And if you haven't realized it yet, I want to be a part of that.

You know, when you smile and when you laugh--

which doesn't happen very often-- but when you do,

your whole face lights up.

It drives me crazy.

-Tim, wake up. -Mm.

Wake up. You need to go. I need you to go now.

-What? -I need you to wake up and go, please.

I need you to leave.

What are you talking about?

Can you please get up and get out?

I don't understand. Did I do something wrong?

Look, I'm in a hurry. I have my physical therapy appointment,

and I don't want the distraction.

-Okay. -Thank you.

God. What have you been doing?

Just some gymnastics.

Chris...

Look, I've been on my feet more than usual. It's no big deal.

You need to find a way to keep off your leg. You hear me?

The more you aggravate your leg,

-the longer it's gonna take to heal. -Okay.

Listen. I don't mean to scare you with this,

but you continue this way with your leg,

and you're gonna jeopardize it.

That means amputation.

You really need to take a minute and think about this.

Okay.

Here you go.

Hopefully you'll find the right homes for those.

Chris. Hi.

Hey, Monty.

You're a brave man, riding in this heat.

Oh, it's nowhere near as hot as Tucson.

Plus, I'm not trying to be part of the problem. You know?

What brings you by?

You were right about the janitor.

I was able to get him to turn over some of those stolen goods.

-That's great. -Yeah.

-Thank you for the tip. -You're welcome.

I take it you heard about the parents.

Yeah.

I don't get how a parent

could take a hammer to their own kid.

Yeah. That's something

I was never able to wrap my mind around.

Wait.

You don't think the parents did it?

I don't know. I mean...

Ah, it doesn't matter. There's nothing I can do about it now.

Well, if there is anything that I can do to help,

anything at all, please let me know.

I will. You take care of yourself, Monty.

You too.

The gate will open up, which is fine.

He's like, "Yeah, hop the fence." I'm like, "All right."

So I'm hopping the fence seeing triple, five sheets to the wind.

And I think there's this--

Hey. I tried calling earlier.

Yeah, I know.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Please?

Look, there are things that I wanted to say to you

I just didn't feel right leaving them in a message.

So say 'em.

-Here? -Mm-hmm.

About this morning-- I panicked.

Last night was... was incredible.

And when I woke up, I was scared.

And...

And I'm sorry.

-You're sorry? -I'm sorry.

And I need your help.

Wait, did you just say all those things so I'd help you?

Look, I think I know who the killer is.

I went by the school, and I ran into J.H.'s home room teacher,

and he said to me he couldn't understand

how parents could kill their kid with a hammer.

He knew about the hammer.

That information was never released to the public.

And I went back and went through every news article,

and not one of them mentioned it.

They all say "blunt-force trauma."

He knew about the hammer. It has to be him.

Okay, that's interesting.

What else?

He's from Tucson. is there any way

you could look into him without the department finding out?

That's it?

For now.

Okay. Okay, what's his name?

-Freeze! -Whoa, whoa! Chris, it's me!

Jesus! What are you doing here?

I thought you might want the information that I got.

I nearly shot your head off.

Well, thank you for showing a bit of restraint.

Let's get you out of here.

-What'd you find out? -Here.

-No, I have to check upstairs. -We're leaving.

He's not gonna be back till after school.

Chris, if we get caught, in here,

I'm off the force, and who knows what they're gonna pin on you.

Just tell me what you found.

I will tell you when you get back in the car,

which can happen now or when you've finished your search.

Next time you decide to break into a house, take your cell phone, please.

-That way I don't have to break in after you. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-What did you find? -His jacket is clean.

You tricked me out of the house to tell me that? Thank you.

But I did ask for similar cases involving teens

where the cause of death was blunt-force trauma.

And?

Okay. So, in the last 10 years, there were 15 matches.

Six were attributed to gangs,

eight others had convictions, and one is still an open case.

Did you get a list of schools where those were at?

Uh, yeah.

Let's cross-reference those with the schools where Monty taught.

I didn't get those. Do you have them?

-No. Um... -It's okay.

We'll use LinkedIn.

What's that?

Okay. You ready?

-Yep. -Piedmont.

-No. -John Marshall.

-Nope. -Holy Cross?

-No. -Ben Franklin?

-Nope. -St. Mary's.

-No. -Damn it!

This has to be him. I can feel it.

Let's go to the school. We'll question him.

Absolutely not. We be patient, and we wait.

What are we gonna wait for? For him to kill another kid?

Just be patient, okay?

Get down! Get down!

Did you have a list of activities that the kids were involved in?

You mean sports they played?

No, um... like, programs.

Monty volunteered at the Boys & Girls Club.

No, I don't have anything like that.

The unsolved murder-- what was the name of the vic?

His name was... Jaquan Jackson.

Son of a bitch. Here, check out his obituary.

"In Jaquan's free time, he enjoyed playing basketball with his friends.

"In lieu of flowers, please make a donation in his honor

"to the Boys & Girls Club." It's him.

-Chris... -Look, he knew about the hammer.

And what better person to know the details of a kid's life than his teacher?

And now we have him connected to another unsolved murder.

We have to get back in that house.

-Okay. Yeah, we do. -Yeah.

Chris...

Let's go back in there. Let's go in.

No, no.

I'm gonna go in and look for that bandana. You stay on him,

give me the heads-up if he's coming back to the house.

-Okay? -Okay.

Oh, my God.

Freeze!

Come on, damn it.

Answer, answer, answer.

Damn it!

-No!

Tim! Are you okay?

Attic.

-No. -That would be mine.

Drop it!

I said, drop it!

Put it on the ground now!

Chris, no!

Put the gun on the ground, Monty!

-Okay. -Put it down!

Putting it down.

Hang in there.

Shots fired, officer down.

2302 Tinderbrook Lane. Haul ass!

Hey, just hang in there, okay?

You're gonna be okay.

You used your cell phone.

-Yeah. -I'm proud of you.

Okay, okay.

We've got to get you down to the station

so we can get your official statement.

Can you walk?

Probably shouldn't.

I'll see if the E.M.T.s have a wheelchair.

Did you find the stuff?

Yeah, all of it. You got him.

Hey, get these off her, please.

Tim and I did. I hope the department takes it easy on him.

Oh, they don't want the bad press of going after a cop

who caught a serial killer, a child serial killer.

Chris, we just didn't see it.

You would have, eventually.

Yeah, but how many more victims would there have been?

You did good here.

Hey.

Your dad would've been proud.