All language subtitles for Chicago PD s10e02 The Real You.eng

[engine rumbling]

- Hey.
- Hey.

- What are you doing?

- What's it look like
I'm doing?

- Like you're late to work,

but you're building
a birdhouse.

- Mac wanted one.

You know, she's been getting
real into nature lately.

We got tons of birds back here.

So hey,

you thinking about
moving in full time?

This sweet, sweet offer
is not gonna last forever.

- Yeah, yeah, you know,
I'm still deciding.

- All right.
- Is your phone off?

- It's on mute.

Sheesh, am I popular.

- ASA's ahead of schedule.

You're up in an hour.
- All right.

- Did you prep, Adam?

Did you go through
the case files?

- No, I don't need to.

- Listen, it was
five years ago, okay,

and they're gonna try and trip
you up on every little detail.

- Let them try.

I didn't do a damn thing wrong.

- When you entered Mr. Wilken's
bedroom, what did you see?

- Mr. Wilken and a
Glock 9-millimeter

in plain view on a side table.

It's the same 9-millimeter
that ballistics confirmed

was used to murder Elmer
and Gertrude Haggenmiller

for $23.07.

- Officer, that's beyond
the scope of the question.

So please, just answer
the direct question.

As you know, two new witnesses
have come forward

and testified in this court
that Mr. Wilken

kept the gun in a
closed cabinet in his closet.

Did you break the law
and illegally search

Mr. Wilken's closet?
- No.

I didn't have a search warrant.

- So a wanted man
sees and runs from the police

into his own residence,
into the exact room

where he had a weapon where he
allegedly murdered two people

and left it out in the open
for the world to see.

Does any of that make sense?

- You'll have to ask
Mr. Wilken.

Perhaps he forgot because
he was jacked up on PCP.

You have to understand
that that narcotic,

it tends to make you
not think so straight.

- Officer, have you ever
illegally entered premises

in pursuit of evidence?

- No, never.

- Never.

So out of these
17 citizen complaints,

are any of them
for illegal entry?

- None of those complaints
were sustained.

- Out of these 17
citizen complaints,

are any of them
for illegal entry?

- Yes.

- Did you not illegally search
Mr. Wilken's home

and send an innocent man
to prison?

[tense music]

- Everything that I did
was by the book.

- Did you illegally plant
that gun in Mr. Wilken's home?

- Absolutely not.

- Hey.

- Hey.
- How's is it going in there?

- Fun morning being painted
as a bad cop.

- Well, you have nothing
to worry about

if the gun was in plain view.

- What?

I know I've got nothing
to worry about.

- Yeah.

What?

I wasn't--I wasn't saying that
as anything loaded.

- Okay.

- I didn't mean--
Adam, I did not--

- Yeah, of course, you didn't.

It's just, like,
a knee-jerk reaction of yours

to expect the least.
- Adam.

- Someday you gotta start
believing in me, Kim.

I gotta go back in.

I'll see you back
at the district.

♪

- The defense has offered
no credible testimony

to support vacating
the jury verdict.

We find that Officer Ruzek
acted rightfully and lawfully.

The appeal is denied.

The defendant will
be remanded back

to the Stateville Penitentiary

to continue serving
two life terms.

[gavel bangs]

- You put that gun there.

You are a liar.
You're a dirty cop!

♪

- Get in, Wilken.

- So Caeli, I'll make sure
Kim confirms with you,

but we're not gonna need
a sitter for this weekend.

No, Makayla's gonna stay
with me at my dad's

old place in Canaryville.

[chuckles]
I think so too.

Yeah, no,
she's gonna be shuttling

back and forth quite a bit.

Yeah.

- 10-1, 10-1, being called by

Stateville Prison
transfer vehicle.

- Son of a bitch.
All right, I gotta go.

I gotta go.

- Vehicle last seen southbound
on Jefferson.

- 50-21 Ida,
I'm two blocks away.

Put me down as responding.

♪

50-21 Ida,
I got eyes on the van.

It's moving at a
high rate of speed,

600 West block of Harrison.

[car horns honking]

Got 50-21 Ida,

the van just clipped an SUV,
possible injuries.

Need an ambo
on Polk and Harrison.

[tires squealing]

[gunshots]

Shots fired. Shots fired.

Van is stopped at 643 Harrison.

There's a lot of people
out here.

I'm gonna need some help.

Driver, turn off the vehicle!

Ma'am, stay in your car.
Stay low, stay low!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Jesus--you all right?
You okay?

- Son of a bitch
broke out of his cuffs.

He went for my gun.

I shot him in the leg,
but he got my gun.

I had eyes on him
the whole time.

- Hey, brother, slow down,
slow down.

Where's the other guard?

- Tianna!

Jesus!

Last I saw,
he's told her to keep driving

or he was gonna
blow her head off.

- Son of a bitch.

50-21 Ida, prisoner van
is now traveling

southbound on Jefferson.

One guard was disarmed
and shot.

We're gonna need an
ambulance at this location.

Be advised that the offender
is now armed

and has taken
the other guard hostage.

I repeat, the offender
is now armed with a hostage.

♪

- Okay, yeah, thanks.

Yeah, all right,
keep me updated.

Chief O'Neal wants us
taking the lead on this.

Torres, it's this one.

Okay, man, yeah.
I'll talk to you later.

Adam's getting a statement
from the guard.

Has anyone heard
from Voight yet?

- Crickets.

- Jay?

- No. You haven't?

- Okay, we got a killer
loose in Chicago

with a peace officer hostage.
Where are we?

- Well, we know the van was
lost somewhere on Jefferson.

The BOLO's out right now.

- Let's contact all our
transportation services.

Lock it down.

And we know Wilken
was shot in the leg,

so let's get a BOLO out
to all the hospitals,

urgent care centers.

Do we know if Wilken has
any contacts in Chicago?

- No family here.

He was a dust addict,
so no friends.

But I'm still digging.

- Hey, let's get his face out
to the whole department.

Blast it on social media.
- Already on it.

- All right, and then
we gotta contact the family

of the abducted guard.
What do we know about her?

- Okay, Tianna Burrows,
divorced, no kids.

Been a guard at Stateville for
seven years, two merit awards.

Volunteers at the prison
chapel on weekends.

- Whoa, CPIC's got a ping
on Tianna's cell

triangulated to a block
in Hermosa.

- Moving?

- No, it was five
consecutive pings.

- Could have pulled over.
- Or he dumped her body.

- All right, let's--
let's find out.

I'll loop in Adam.

- I'm gonna
hold down the fort.

I'll reach out
if I hear anything.

- Thanks, Trudy.
- Appreciate you, Sarge.

- Hi, you've reached Jay.

- Jay, where are you?

- How we doing?

- Got a ping.
Might be coming from there.

You good?
- No.

My one good suit
just became evidence.

Guard's blood's all over it.

- He gonna make it?

- It's just a wing
to his shoulder

with his own damn gun.

- How did Wilken get out
of those cuffs?

- I'm guessing he palmed
a paper clip

at the defense table,
something like that.

This is unbelievable.

I swear to God, Kim,
this guy, this son of a bitch,

he'll gun down anyone
in his path.

- And we'll find him.

- Yeah.

Yeah, ping's definitely
coming from there.

Hailey, phone's hitting off
an unmanned parking garage

on the corner of
North Lowell and Armitage.

- I'm three blocks away.

Stand by.
We'll all go in together.

If he's still there,
he has a hostage.

Let's not escalate this
if we don't have to.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Let's go.

[whistles]

- Front's clear.

- All right, I got you.

- It's clear.

Tianna's phone. It's locked.

- Maybe she knew
we could ping it.

- Yeah, leaving breadcrumbs.

- Smart, and would mean
she's still alive.

- Don't stop.

Trudy updated us. Go ahead.

- Van's empty.
A lot of blood, though.

Wilken's GSW is serious.
We recovered the guard's phone.

- Well, let's get it
to the lab.

Maybe Wilken
made a call on it.

- Looks like Wilken
forced Tianna to park here.

She resisted,
wouldn't open the door.

He breaks the passenger window,
takes her away.

We got this blood trail.

Guessing it's from
Wilken leading

to this empty parking spot...
- Where they vanish.

- Yeah.
- Could be a carjacking.

- Or Wilken had a car waiting.

- Yo, Sarge,
we got a meter maid

who saw a blue Honda
pulling out erratically

about a half an hour ago.

Damn near hit a mom
and a kid in the crosswalk.

- Black female driver,
partial Illinois plate,

Adam, David, eight.

- Let's work that partial,
keep working the scene.

Come on, we got a killer
with a hostage.

Let's go.

- Where were you?
You left early this morning.

- I was with Voight.
- Oh, why?

- It's nothing important,
I just couldn't really

call you back, that's all.

Come on,
let's track this guy down.

[phone buzzes]

- Hey, Sarge.

Copy, yeah,
we're real close to that.

Yeah, we're on our way.

Asset forfeiture got a hit
on Tianna's debit card

15 minutes from here,

a credit card-only gas station
at 17 and Kedzie.

- Good, good, good, good.

[tires squealing]

Ma'am, I'm Officer Ruzek.
This is Officer Burgess.

- We're looking for this guy.

- That's the dude
who escaped, right?

- Yeah, have you seen him?

- In the flesh, hell, no.

I would have called it in.

Guy's a grandma killer, right?

- Yes.
- What about her?

- Her?

Yeah, she was here
about 20 minutes ago.

What's she got to do with it?

- We need to see your
security camera footage.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- What, is she buying bandages?

- Looks like it.

No, no, no, no, no.

Tell me I am not seeing
what I'm seeing right now.

- Tianna's in on it.

♪

.

- Okay, the Honda comes back
to a Todd Stanton, no sheet.

He reported it stolen
a week ago in Edgewater.

- Okay, so we work
the original car theft.

Maybe we can ID
who's helping him.

- Yeah, send it over.

That was the Stateville warden.

He looped me
into Tianna's HR profile.

So two years ago,
her husband left her.

She slid into a depression,
attempted suicide

with quetiapine pills
she ripped from the infirmary.

- Wait, what the hell
is quetiapine?

- Yeah, it's an antipsychotic
and the sedative

they give to unruly cons.

So she got paid leave
from work,

then got a clean bill
of health, came back to work.

- Okay, so how did she get
so close to Wilken?

- She counseled him weekly
at the prison chapel.

- Counseled.
- Exactly.

In hindsight, the warden
thinks they were hooking up

in the confessional.

Warden sent over
a note that Tianna

slipped into Wilken's pillow.

"I know God sent you to me.

"I know your heart beats true,
and you are innocent.

"Always remember,
I am your lamp.

Love, Ti."
- She's his lamp?

- Lamp's from the Bible.

Book of Matthew.
- Huh.

- "People do not light a lamp
and put under a basket.

"Instead, they set it
on a stand,

"and it gives light to all.

"In the same way,
let your light shine

so everyone sees
your good deeds."

- She's a true believer.

- Hmm.
- She really believes in him.

- And that's where
we're gonna focus.

Start cracking off
search warrants.

Rip her life apart.

Let's find their escape plan.

- Just got a text from Tact.
They found the Honda.

It's parked in a vacant lot
at Flournoy and Austin.

It's unoccupied.
They're holding a long eye.

- Flournoy and Austin?

Okay, there's a small motel
at the end of the block.

Could be a good place to treat
Wilken's gunshot wound.

- Let's hit it.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Uh-oh. You see that?

Yo, Sarge,
we got an empty Honda

and a lot of blood
on the passenger seat.

- All right, just stay
with it and stand by.

- Manager hasn't seen them
but granted us full access,

gave us a vacancy list
and a master key.

It's rooms 4, 7, 9, 12,
and 26.

- Let's do it.

You ready?
- Yep.

♪

- Clear.

- Clear.

Clear.

- Go.

Clear.

- Hey.

- Whoa, hey.
That's not on the list.

There could be civilians
in there.

- Kick it.

- Police! Chicago PD!
[person screams]

- It's okay.
- Chicago PD!

- Hey, are you all right?
- What the hell are you doing?

- We're searching
for a fugitive.

Are you okay?
- Clear.

- Are you okay?

You all right?
Are you all right?

- Yes.

- Sorry.

- Yo, Sarge.
- Yeah.

- We hit the block
where the Honda was parked,

mom and pop hardware store,
security camera caught

Wilken and Tianna walking south
away from the motel.

- 30 minutes ago, Sergeant.

- Maybe they ditched the Honda
to steal another car.

- It's possible.

- Sarge,
Tianna's a true believer.

Maybe she went to the Lord
for help.

♪

Ma'am, CPD.
You seen this woman?

[footsteps running]

♪

- Tianna, put your hands up.

- I--thank God you found me.

I was so scared.

- Keep your hands
where I can see them.

We know you helped him.
Where is he?

- I don't know.

- No, don't do it
that way, Tianna.

You tell me where he is.

- I don't know.

- Boss, we've got Tianna.
No sign of Wilken.

Tianna's not cooperating.

- Just find a way
to get her to talk now.

- Copy.

I'm seeing a lot of
empty PCP vials here, Tianna.

Wilken go to score more drugs?

- Not to score, no.

It's for the pain.
He was shot.

He's not an addict.

- He had lethal doses
of PCP in his system

when he killed that couple.

He is most definitely
an addict.

- No, Dale is a righteous man
who was framed by you.

Do not pretend you know him.

I know him. He's a good man.

- He's a career criminal.

Now, that's just a fact.

- Dale was an abused child
abandoned by the system.

He's made mistakes.
I know that.

But he's not a killer.

- He killed that couple.

- Were you there?

Were there any witnesses?

No, and no, just a gun.

We would not be here
if you hadn't planted that gun.

- I did not--

All right, look.

You love him, right?

- With my whole heart.

God put us together.
It's a part of his plan.

- Well, the police
have a different plan.

Dale Wilken is a fleeing felon.

If things go bad,
he will be shot on sight.

So if you love him,
help him now,

and tell me where he is.

- No.

- Tianna, he shot
the other guard.

- That wasn't
supposed to happen.

I pray the Lord
forgives you, Officer,

because you're going
straight to hell

for destroying an innocent man.

I know Dale.

So there's no way I help you.

♪

.

- Wilken is a
stone cold killer.

She thinks he's a saint.

- I think I can
break her, boss.

Let me take another run at it.
- No.

She ain't gonna break
right now, Adam,

and I need you on the street.

We find Wilken, it's game over.

All right, Kev, get Torres
up here to watch Tianna.

You cover the front, stay low.

Wilken shows, we pounce.

Come on. Let's go.

- Sarge, I got an addict
here who said he sold

the pipe of dust to Wilken.
- Why is he so chatty?

- Three priors for possession,
flipped like a pancake.

He said the place
they all go to score

is an abandoned mall
on Fletcher half mile away.

Told Wilken all about it.

- How long ago
did Wilken leave?

- 20 minutes.

- She's a peace officer
shacking up

with a convicted murderer.

I can't believe how blind
people can be sometimes.

[suspenseful music]

- Adam?

- I see him.

[spray paint spraying,
rattling]

- Police, hey.

Keep your hands up.

- Man, I was--
- Shh, shh.

I don't care. Just shh.

You ever seen this guy before?

No? You're sure?

Well, he's armed and dangerous,

so you need to get
the hell out of here.

So I want you to use that door.

You take off running.
You don't look back.

You keep going, okay?
You got it?

Go. Go.

Boss, we just started moving
through the upper level.

- All right, copy,
keep looking.

We're a quarter way
through the lower level.

- Just one more taste,
man, on the house.

- Do I look like
a goddamn bartender?

- I get paid next week.

- Ain't gonna happen.

- Police, get your hands up.

- You heard him.
Hands, hands!

- We just getting
out of the heat.

- Hey, look, we're not here
about the dope.

You seen this man?

- Nope.
- Huh?

- Who's he?

- Just answer the question,
or I'll make it about the dope.

Have you seen him?

Ah!
- Hey!

- He asked you a question.
- Yeah, yeah, okay.

- When, when?

- He wanted ten dippers.

- When?
- About ten minutes ago.

Got what he came for, headed
towards the old Horvat.

- All right, enough.
- You lying to me?

- No!
- Enough!

- Are you lying to me?
- No, I swear!

- All right, enough!
- I swear.

- He assaulted an officer.

- We gotta leave. Let's go.
Let's go.

- Adam, Kim, sounds like
Wilken's still here.

He's somewhere near
the Horvat store.

We're going in right now.

♪

- Wait, wait. Don't shoot.
Don't shoot.

- Shh, shh!
- Man, I got nothing to steal!

- Stay down, stay down!

[gunshots]

- 10-1, 10-1,
shots fired at the police.

Fugitive Dale Wilken
fleeing out the south end

of the Horvat Mall.
- Copy that.

- Kim, I'm moving.
- Go!

50-21 Ida, Wilken is fleeing

out the south entrance
of the mall.

Officer Burgess and I
are in pursuit.

[gunshots]
- Copy.

[tires squealing]

- 50-21 Eddie,
I got a beige Chevy Malibu

taking off at
a high rate of speed.

southbound on Cicero.
- Police, we got you.

We got you.
- Help.

- It's okay, ma'am,
we're police.

- 50-21 Eddie, I'm on the
location of the 10-1.

I've got a 10-year-old female,
GSW to the abdomen.

- He shot my baby!
- I need an ambo.

- He shot my baby.
He shot my baby.

- It's okay. Hey, kiddo.

Hey, hey, kid.

I'm Adam.
What's your name, sweetheart?

- Cloey.
- Cloey?

Okay, you're gonna be
all right, you hear me?

You're gonna be okay.

- ETA on that ambo?
- Kim. Come here.

- Oh, God, no. God.
- It's okay.

Hey, Cloey, look at me
for a sec, okay?

Hey.

How old are you?

- Ten.
- That's a good age.

We got a daughter
named Makayla.

She's eight.

Do you like horses?

Yes, she does too.
She likes all animals.

Hey, she gave me this.

She did.
It's pretty cool, huh?

- Oh, God, no.
- All right, here.

I want you to have it, okay?

It's okay. It's okay.

You just keep those eyes open.

Hey.

- Cloey, no! Cloey, no!

Cloey!

Help!

- Keep those eyes open.
- Help her!

Help her!

Cloey!

[sobbing]

♪

- Where's my ambo?

- Cloey!

.

[door slams]

- This right here,

that's a little girl
I met today.

Her name's Cloey,
a fifth grader at Holy Cross.

- So?

- So this is what
your boyfriend did to her.

She was in a car that he stole.

She was in his way,
so he shot her in the belly.

I'm actually currently
wearing Cloey's blood.

That's the real deal Wilken.

The man that did that.

He stole a little girl's future
for a car.

So now Cloey will never laugh
with her friends again.

She'll never hug her parents
good night.

She'll never grow up,
fall in love.

Cloey was an only child.

Miracle her parents prayed for,

and now she ain't ever
coming home.

[apprehensive music]

All because of Dale Wilken.

♪

- You think I don't know
what you're doing?

Cops lie in here all the time.

It's how y'all breathe.

That photo could be
five years old.

That blood?

Come on.

You're playing games.

- Games, okay.

Okay, let's talk about games
that people play.

The police raided your home,
and they found love letters

that Dale wrote to you.

Here's one right here.

"Tianna, you make me feel
like I'm home, baby.

"For the first time in my life,
I don't feel so lost.

"I see hope in your eyes,
and that gives me hope.

"I love you forever.

You and me until the end."

Must really love you.

- He does.

- Okay, this is another letter
that Dale wrote to a woman

by the name of Britney Medica.

She's a dancer in Miami.

They've been corresponding
for about two years.

He wrote this
two or three days ago.

I'm sure you recognize
that handwriting, yes?

"Brit, thanks for the call.

"Florida sounds amazing.

I had a dream that we might
be together soon."

I'm actually gonna ask you
to read the next part.

I highlighted it for you.

♪

- "You make me feel
like I'm home, baby.

"For the first time in my life,
I don't feel so lost.

I see hope."

- There's more women.

- Oh, God.

- Tianna, hear me now.

You were having
a real hard time.

You were going through
a difficult divorce.

You were lonely.

He knew you had a good heart.
He saw that.

He saw that's who you were,
and he exploited it.

It's what con men do.

It's not your fault.

But right now

is the time when
we have to stop this man

from hurting anybody else.

Right now is the time
where you have to help us.

Please, were you meeting
anyone at the church?

- We went there
'cause Dale was in pain.

Couldn't go to the hospital.

Dale knew he could
score drugs there,

and then he wanted more.

- Okay, so if Dale hadn't
gotten shot, what was the plan?

- We were gonna meet up
with his friend.

He was gonna give us
money and a car.

We were gonna
drive down to Florida.

- His friend,
what was his name?

- Uh, he called him Hawk.

Said he lived
in a house in Norridge.

Dale said
they grew up together.

- All right.

- Did Dale really
kill this little girl?

- Yeah.

- Mm.

Mm.

♪

- Hitting blanks with anyone
Wilken met in prison,

and Hawk doesn't pop
in a nickname database

or as a last name.

- Same for his high school--
not a damn thing.

- All right, how are
we doing on his priors?

[phone rings]
- Nothing yet.

- All right, keep digging.

- It's Med.

Hey, Will.

Oh, that's great.

The guard, Sadler,
is out of surgery.

He's gonna be okay.
- Cool.

- Yeah, Voight's fine.

I didn't know.
No, you didn't tell me that.

- Sergeant.
- Huh.

- At 19, Wilken got pinched
for robbing a liquor store

with a dude named Ray Henski.
- Okay.

- This is Henski's
intake photo.

Hawk tattoo.

- What else
do we know about him?

- 32, career criminal.

Did six years
on an armed robbery.

Address in Norridge.
- Nice.

- Good job.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Yo, what was the car that
Wilken carjacked again?

- Beige Chevy Malibu,
school bumper sticker.

- Like that one?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

♪

Hey, vehicle is empty, Sarge.

We figure he probably
parked it at a distance

and hoofed it to Henski's.
- Keep close.

- Yeah, I'm thinking
the same thing.

We're on Henski's block.

His Jeep's out front.
Guessing someone's home.

- Hey, Kev,
stay with the Malibu.

Adam, I'm in the alley
behind the house.

Jay, Hailey, what's your 20?

- We're heading west
on Lawrence, mile away.

- All right, hold there.

If he's got a car
and he's heading to 294,

he's gonna go right past you.

- Copy that, Sarge.
We're standing by.

What are we doing?
Waiting him out?

- No, we don't know
if he's in the house

or halfway to Florida.

All right, Adam,
you and Kim move in.

See what you can find out.

- Chicago PD. Open up.

- Can I help you, officers?

- We're looking
for Dale Wilken.

- Who?
- We talked to Tianna.

We know he's here.

- Tianna,
I don't know a Tianna.

I don't see a warrant.

- Yeah, well, Ray, we were
hoping you'd be smart enough

to just let us in.

You know, save your own ass
before it gets too late.

You know what I mean?

- Yeah, like I said,
I don't know no Tianna.

I haven't spoken
to Dale in years.

I think you need
to step off my property.

I know my rights.

Did I stutter, policeman?

Step back!

♪

- Hey, you saw the gun
in the gym bag, right?

- Was it a gun,
or was it a blow dryer?

- He's a convicted felon.
He can't own a gun.

We can move on that.

- Ah.
- Adam!

- Not worth the risk,
all right?

We'll find another way.

- Sarge.
- Go for Voight.

- I saw a gun in plain view.

I'm moving in.
- Kim.

- Don't you move! Hands up.
- Hey! You got no right.

- We found a gun.
Henski's in custody.

We need help
clearing the house.

- All right, everyone move in.

♪

- Clear.
- I got your back.

- Come on out, Wilken!
It's over!

- Hall clear.

- Clear.

- Kitchen clear.

- Bedroom's clear!

- Sarge?

- Wilken was definitely here.

♪

.

- Last chance. Where's Wilken?

- I don't know.
- You don't know.

Well, know this.

In Chicago, the accomplice
gets the same punishment

as the fugitive.

That puts you on the hook
for the murder

of a ten-year-old girl.

That's life.

- Or you work with us.
It's your call.

- I want something in writing.
- Screw it. Charge him.

- Let's go.
- You're done.

- Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Get up.

I gave him some money,
all right?

- What else, the car?

- I was gonna,
but he changed the plan, okay?

He was paranoid as hell.

So I gave him a ride.

He packed his things
into a duffel bag.

He said he was
getting out of town.

- Where'd you take him?

Where'd you take him?

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Got eyes on you, Kim.

Target buses at gate 31,
Miami bound,

leaves in three minutes.

- I see it.

- All right,
driver's expecting you.

Get close if you can.

- Copy you.

- We'll move on your call.

♪

- Welcome aboard, ma'am.

- Is that your bag?

- No.

[toilet flushes]

- Sarge, I think
he's in the bathroom.

- Can you clear any civilians?

- Copy.

- Hey, hey,
Chicago PD, Chicago PD.

You're in danger.
Get off the bus.

Get everybody off the bus.
You understand?

Move, move, move.

Go, go, go.

Chicago PD!

Show me your hands, Wilken.

Put your hands in the air
and walk towards me real slow.

You come towards me real slow,
you understand?

Open the goddamn door, Wilken!

[gun shots]

- Get off the bus.
Off the bus now.

- Get behind me.
Behind my vest.

♪

- All the passengers are safe.

We recovered PCP
and cash in Wilken's bag.

- All right,
you handle the paper.

- Got it. Thanks.

Hey.
- Hey.

- Voight's got me
covering the paperwork,

so I'm gonna be here
a bit longer.

See you at home?

- Hey, Jay, um,

when I was talking to Will
earlier about the guard,

he mentioned that
you and Voight were at Med,

and he worked on
Voight's wound.

So that's what you were
doing this morning?

- His stitches reopened,

and we didn't want
to get him benched,

so we had Will
take care of it off book.

- You could have told me that.

- I know.

- Why didn't you?

Just--I don't know,
I just feel like--

I feel like lately--

it just doesn't feel like you,
doesn't feel like us.

- I didn't want
to drag you into it.

I'm trying to protect you.

I mean, technically,
it's illegal.

That's all it is.

See you at home, okay?

[apprehensive music]

♪

- Hey, Sarge.

Pack's complete.
Chief's got his copy.

I hand-delivered one to IRT.

- You could have
texted me that.

- [scoffs]
Yeah, well, the word is,

Bench found a couple bottles
of Van Winkle

that fell off the back
of a truck.

- That word is true.

- So you gonna
leave me hanging?

- Coming right up.

- How's your shoulder?

- It's fine.

It's all fine.

- What do you think?

- Looks like the leaning tower
of birdhouses.

- You are right.
- Yeah.

- I can fix that. That's easy.

Better?
- Yeah.

Mack will love it.

What year was this house built?

- I don't know.

Something like 1955,
something like that.

- Yeah, it looks it.

- [chuckles]

- It needs work.

- Well, but just a little.

- I mean, even more than that.

Needs life, family.

- What's that mean?

[soft sentimental music]

- Um, we're moving in.

- For real?

- [chuckles]

- Really?

- Yeah, it was--I'm--

hey, I'm mostly doing it
for Makayla.

- Okay.

- She won't stop yakking
about it every night,

and I can't sleep.

She's got five different
designs for her bedroom.

Currently working
with a green rabbit motif.

- [chuckles]
All right.

I like it.

I like it.

- You know,
our child psychologist,

she always talked about
how Makayla needed

stability over everything.

- I know, I know,
I know, I know.

And she doesn't
need a wild-man cop,

17 CRs in her life.

- No, no, no.

I was wrong.

You've proven yourself
time and time again.

You're stable with her.

I believe in you, Adam.

I do.

And I'm sorry if it hasn't
always felt that way.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]

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