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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.