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Police on scene are approaching the suspect.
This chase started at approximately 1:30 a. m
in the Mercer Island area
and has ended here at Pearl Street Bridge.
responding to a 911 call
in an apparent carjacking by an African-American male.
name is Lisa Reane
youngest daughter of Congressman Richard Reane.
Suspect has been preliminary ID'd
as John Curtis, who's wanted for armed robbery, drug-
Shots have been fired. We have shots fired.
The suspect and his hostage are down.
Police are moving in.
If you chose to believe a traitor's testimony, fine.
But in the same situation, I'd do it again.
I'm not gonna apologize for doing my job.
I'm not gonna apologize for doing my job.
Simply put, just because you're a cop
doesn't mean the laws don't apply to you.
It's not the wild, wild West anymore.
It's not the wild, wild West anymore.
Not the wild, wild West anymore.
Wild, wild West anymore.
That's 5 and
Everybody get the fuck down!
Get out of here!
Let's get moving! Move! Move!
Get off that chair, you stupid bitch! Let's go!
Get off the phone! Put the phone down!
You people move forward! Move! Move! Move!
Get out your phones!
Get out your cell phones! In the bag!
That you don't wanna do.
Shut the fuck up.
Oh, y'all picked the wrong day not to use the ATM.
Get down.
Do what you're told when you're told
you may live.
But I make no guarantees.
I'm in. You, up.
You, out. Let's go. Move.
Your security system, you can electronically seal off the entrances.
Yes. Right away.
Fabulous. Oh, what a wonderful attitude.
You and I are gonna get along just fine.
It's done.
We're locked down. Smashing.
Gonna be late for work.
Fire in the hole!
What do you think you're doing? Fucker set off the alarm.
Don't you think it would have made sense to shoot him before he set it off?
Probably.
Jesus. All right. The alarm's been tripped.
We're on a clock. Let's get these people out of here.
Next time, if you're gonna do something, do it right.
This is Detective Galloway.
Gonna have to go back that way, sir. Back that way.
I want all points of entry identified and covered.
Nina, you need SWAT here now. Have emergency crews standing by.
Didn't take them long.
Come on, man.
Set a perimeter. Move them back. How far?
Portland.
Detective Callo.
Hey. Got him on the line.
We're on. This is Detective Callo, Seattle P.D.
Who am I speaking to? No questions.
I'm in control of this facility now. Complete control.
Nobody gets in or out without my say.
I will execute every man, woman and child
if my needs are not met.
All right, don't test me.
I'm a man of zero tolerance today. I'm listening.
All right. Well, try not to screw this up, huh, detective?
I only have one demand, and one demand only.
Do you have a warrant?
I need to speak to you, Quentin.
That's where you're shit out of luck, because I don't need to speak to you.
It's important.
Do you live in a barn?
That's Detective Shane Dekker.
Doesn't look like much of a detective.
I could say the same about you.
Charming. Shane just transferred from Tacoma.
You might be interested to know- Save your breath.
I really don't care.
Just get to what's on your mind.
We got a hostage situation over at American Global
and he won't talk to anybody but you.
No shit? No shit.
So we need you to do this.
Why should I?
Because people's lives are at risk.
Yeah, like the kid said.
Say I did wanna help, I'm suspended. Or did that slip your mind?
Well, as of right now, you are back on the force.
Just like that. Just like that.
I won't, however, unleash you alone.
Always a catch.
Shane here is your new partner.
You can consider him a younger version of me.
How nice.
You'd have been with your partner- Ex-partner.
On the unemployment line long time ago.
You know, for a moment, I thought you cared.
Where are you going?
Yep. I'm here now. I'll let you know.
Could we have a few words? Yeah. I'll give you two: Blow me.
Need a follow-up comment, let me know.
Terrific. Talked to him about 9:30.
Nine-thirty. All right, 9:30. Okay.
Teddy, Vincent, nice to see you both.
Okay, so Conners has been reinstated to full active duty, and it's his scene.
Last time this guy headed a hostage situation
an innocent civilian died.
I was not responsible.
Well, you never are.
That girl would be alive today if it wasn't for your cowboy antics.
You destroy lives.
Well, look who's talking about destroying lives.
I seem to remember that's your fucking specialty, Callo.
Ladies, please.
I was first on the scene, and I have seniority.
Decision's been made, Bernie. Don't do this, Martin.
Don't cave in to this guy.
Bernie, I need you to take a hike.
All right? We'll talk about it later.
Fine.
I'll watch the train wreck from home.
Bye, Bernie.
Okay, SWAT, because of special circumstances
we'll defer to Conners.
He's in charge.
First I heard SWAT defer to anyone.
Now, I want you to do the folks in the bank a big favor
by proving me very wrong about you, okay?
Oh, that's an order.
Anything questionable happens today, I wanna know about it, okay?
Yes, sir.
Looks like you got yourself a babysitter.
We have approximately four to seven heavily armed men
holding an unspecified number of customers
and employees hostage.
You're just a wealth of knowledge, Vincent.
Their only demand so far has been to speak to you.
Get me a line into the bank. Let's see what they want.
Okay.
Well, well, well.
If it isn't Detective Conners.
Who am I speaking with?
Well, for now, call me Lorenz.
Okay, Lorenz. How we doing in there?
Get you anything? Food, medical supplies perhaps?
We heard an explosion.
Everyone who matters is fine.
Of course, I would have preferred the authorities not be involved at all
but since Seattle's finest needs a presence on the scene
I'm glad it's you.
Oh, well. My fame precedes me. Don't be flattered.
I needed to have someone who's been through this experience before
because, detective, I plan on living a long, full, rich life.
However, I am surprised that they found you so quickly.
I thought you were suspended. I was.
But I'm back. Your information's old.
You never get what you pay for.
Well, I guess you wanna know about the hostages?
Yes.
There's approximately 40, and they're doing just swell.
Well, all of them except one.
Someone's dead?
Theory put to practice isn't always perfect.
You can't keep the hostages in check if you let a bad deed go unpunished.
They might just randomly revolt.
Chaos has some order to it.
What else will I be looking for?
Demands.
Wouldn't be too much to ask for you and your colleagues just to bounce?
Safe to say.
All right. Well, you just stay by the phone, and I'llI'll contact you.
Hey, wait, Lorenz. Don't worry.
I don't have any plans until sunrise tomorrow.
Relax. It's gonna be a long one.
Hey, come on, Lorenz. This conversation's not finished.
Patience, detective. Patience.
We don't want this to be another Pearl Street Bridge, now, do we?
He's out.
This standoff is reaching two hours now.
We've been told detectives have made contact with the perpetrators
but whether specific demands have been made, we cannot confirm.
When we're in the know, we'll let you know.
I'm Karen Cross live for Channel 2 news.
Where's our fearless captain?
He went uptown to brief the commissioner.
And you're here in his place.
What's that? Nicotine gum.
You quit smoking? Caffeine, too, if you must know.
What? A man's capable of change. Yeah.
Don't worry. I still have a vice or two. Detective, 15 rings. No answer.
Try again in five.
What are they doing in there? Wasting our fucking time.
Precisely.
He knows police protocol, not to mention the shit in our own precinct.
He's disguising his voice.
Probably means he's got a record and has done this before.
Dropped that hint about sunrise.
He's buying time.
Why? He's trying to figure out his move.
He wasn't expecting us. He wasn't expecting you.
He said he thought you were suspended.
Probably thought it'd take all day to find me, giving him time he needs.
He's stalling. He almost has what he came for.
We're going in.
Where is the SWAT commander? I'll find him.
That's a big call. You thought about what you're doing?
Are you questioning me, Teddy? Unfortunately, yeah.
Well, I question how you can fuck that asshole
and still manage to look in the mirror.
Look, the hostages are in imminent danger.
They've confessed to killing. That's an automatic murder-one charge,
Life sentence, a needle for all of them.
So why keep witnesses around to testify?
The longer we wait, the greater the risk. We need to go in. Now.
Quentin.
So, what we got? Snipers up top.
Ten soldiers on the ground.
What's the best way in? Tear gas. Blow the doors.
Hey, hold on. No explosives.
We got 40 civilians in there. It's too great a chance.
Any other way?
No. There's no pussy way in.
The doors are locked electronically from the inside
and we ain't getting in without force.
What if we cut the power? That'll disable the system.
We can open the locks manually, go in that way.
That'll work.
So we'll take the pussy way in, commander.
Cut the power and we go in at 11:15 sharp.
The banks are equipped with generators. Once the power's down
they'll kick back on in approximately three to six minutes.
Be over before then.
Commander, your men in position? Standing by.
Call for the power to be cut.
Once down, wait for my signal.
Nobody moves until I give the go. Understood?
Yep.
You, come here.
Come here.
Come on. Get up.
No!
Will you just shut the fuck up?
Here they come.
Stand still. I said don't move.
Okay, let's go around the horn.
One, check. Two, check.
Three, check. Four, check.
Here we go.
Cut the power.
What?
Now.
Hey, hold on. Hold on. What just happened?
Holy shit.
Shit. Come on, guys. Let's get a move on.
We're moving in. Stand the fuck down, commander.
It's a trap. No, you stand the fuck down.
This is my show now. Repeat, do not go in.
On my count. Three, two, one.
Move!
Go!
Round up all the hostages!
Anyone that comes out, you grab them! Every single one of them!
Got the emergency crews over here.
Secure the area.
Medics! Paramedics here!
Anyone in the bank!
You see anybody come your way? No. No one went by us.
Detectives, we found these. Gloves, masks, vests.
We let them walk right past us.
Fucking beautiful.
Okay, weWe got the one teller dead.
The two that were strung up, they're alive, but they're in critical condition.
Few of the SWAT took burns, but that's the worst of it.
Depending on who you talk to, there was between five and nine perps.
Nobody saw them, because they were wearing their masks.
I got Dax collecting all the security tapes
so that's at least gonna give us a firm number.
Want background checks on every hostage.
They're all suspects until they're not.
Excuse me. Yeah?
I need to hear that conversation between Conners and Lorenz.
Well, you'll have to wait. How long?
An hour, maybe more.
Can you show me how to play it myself?
Now, look, it doesn't work this way, okay?
I don't take orders from you.
I don't know you and no one touches my stuff, okay?
You'll have to wait. Excuse me.
What the-?
What the hell are you doing? Are you ADD?
Along with whatever they stole and this war zone they left behind
a man's dead and the killers are running free.
I don't have time to wait. I'll figure it out myself. Thank you for your help.
Okay, wait. No. JustNo, no, no.
This is a dat recorder. You know what that is? Digital audio-tape.
It's just like a regular tape player, right? Play, stop, rewind.
The headphones jack straight in.
Tape's already inside. All right?
That wasn't so hard, was it?
Just don't break anything, okay?
So everyone's been cleared out at this point except for those two there.
What about this one?
That's a camera in the vault. It got blown in the first explosion.
And here comes
That's when you cut the power.
So we can't ID them.
There's a four minute, 52-second gap before the image returns.
Yeah. They're long gone by then.
Go to the tapes when they went in. Document each move made
for the two hours they were inside.
Oh, hey. Awful lot of news cameras outside.
Maybe one got a good look at them coming out.
Have Vincent check it out.
Conners, better come out here.
Oh, shit.
Feds.
Detective Conners.
Join us, would you?
Someone's dead?
Theory put to practice isn't always perfect.
You can't expect to keep the hostages in check
if you let a bad deed go unpunished.
They might just randomly revolt.
Chaos has some order to it.
Prince Amar Al-Aban is one of the wealthiest and least popular Arabs
in the Middle East. There's been threats, but for better or worse
he's an ally to the United States.
Last month in Charlotte, North Carolina
the Crown Valley Bank was hit.
Prince had a safe-deposit box there too.
So, what was in the box? We don't keep records.
Boxes are private.
Since 9/11, we screen for live tissue, viruses and explosives.
If it passes those tests, we don't ask.
Look, this is fascinating shit.
What about the money?
Bank robbers still like cash, don't they?
Cash drawers don't appear to be touched.
Neither does the cash vault.
So they broke into a bank and didn't steal any money?
We believe the prince's box was the target. We're trying to reach him now.
Sir, may I have a word with you, please?
Thank you. Yeah.
I'm curious.
Are you familiar with the term franchise-sized fuckup?
What, this is my fault, huh?
I'm beginning to understand why they wanted to deal directly with you.
You think you're smart, Quentin, but, man, are you stupid.
You got played. Oh, that's not fair.
Everything was according to standard procedure.
You came to me. I didn't ask for this.
The commissioner's office is scrambling to make sense of this.
If they need a scapegoat, I got zero problem serving you up.
Thought so.
You wanted this to happen.
Good God, I did not.
If it had to be somebody
Theory put to practice isn't always perfect.
You can't expect to keep the hostages in check
if you let a bad deed go unpunished.
They might just randomly revolt.
Chaos has some order to it.
I think this Lorenz was trying to tell us something.
Oh, really? You don't say.
The way he spoke. He paused before certain words.
Have you ever heard of the chaos theory?
Edward Lorenz invented the chaos theory in the 1960s.
It's the study of phenomena that appear random
but have an element of regularity
which can be described mathematically.
Try that again.
Pretty much, initial state of events may seem unrelated and random
but eventually a pattern emerges
and in the end, all the pieces fit together.
Anything else, officers?
No, that'll be all. Thanks.
So you're a college boy.
Which one?
Someplace I've heard of
or one of those inbred state schools no one's heard of?
U. Dub.
So it's the latter.
How'd you end up on the force?
It's kind of the family business.
Oh, your dad's dad and so on back?
Listen, do we really need all this get to know you crap?
Couple of hours ago, you didn't give a shit.
You've grown on me.
Besides, I'm entrusting my life to you. I should know something about you.
I would think you'd like to know a little about me.
I know about you, detective. Everyone does.
You don't say that with much enthusiasm.
Not much to be enthusiastic about.
Listen, my reputation often precedes me.
You, however, have no reputation at all, a fact I need to deal with.
If you've been through the shit I have, then you can judge me.
Now, we can try to work together and make the best of a bad situation
or we can compare dick sizes all day.
It's up to you.
Since this is your first day here, today, mine's bigger.
Conners, come in.
Go ahead.
I got something you're gonna wanna see.
Lastly, I don't like the Pac 10.
It's overrated.
Come over and see this.
Detective. Just can't stay away from me, can you?
Can you roll, please?
Yeah, Okay. Right there. Perfect.
Damon Richards.
Career loser. I busted him a couple years ago
on attempted robbery. Stupid bastard never learns.
What's he doing back on the streets?
He gave up his partners and cut a deal with the D.A.
Got an address?
The only thing on file's in Spokane, but I think I remember
that he had a girlfriend in town. Gina, I think.
Gina, it's the police. Open up.
Step back. Now.
Gun!
Shots fired. Officer down. We need an ambulance and backup.
Oh, shit.
Are you hit?
I'm fine.
I got her.
I got her. Stop, Gina.
Teddy!
You like that, huh? Yeah.
I'm a police officer.
That guy's a murder suspect. I need your bike.
What?
Go ahead, dude. It's all yours, man.
Look out!
Son of a bitch.
I want my fucking lawyer.
Fuck your lawyer.
He's unconscious but stable, with a nice knot on his forehead.
Three officers are watching the room. He wakes, they call.
Hey, Quincy, come on. Give it a rest. I'm fine.
Quincy was a coroner.
You might be bruised, but you may have a cracked rib.
You should get to a hospital.
Should do a lot of things.
You sure you're all right?
I'm fine.
Gina Lopez, 28, done time for possession, has two kids.
Am I interrupting?
No.
Excuse me.
Gina claims she doesn't know anything about a bank robbery.
Of course she doesn't.
Vincent. Yeah?
Have them put Miss Lopez
in interrogation one and turn the AC on full.
Let me know when her nipples can cut glass.
Sorry, detective. I didn't-
When we first met, I didn't realize who you were.
I worked with your dad briefly right after I got out of the academy.
It was an honor.
Thanks, Vincent.
Father was Harry Dekker.
Detectives, ready for you.
Somebody going on a trip?
Looks like it, don't it?
You're looking well, Marnie.
Heard you were back, Conners. Keep dreaming.
You, on the other hand:
Hi. Marnie. Shane.
You know, I got a bike myself. Maybe we can go for a ride.
Or maybe I could just ride you.
Can we get back to work now, please?
We have passport, suntan lotion, Bermuda shorts, thong bikini-
Hopefully hers.
and this.
Must be 50 large, his cut.
You'd think, right? It's not?
Well, don't put words in my mouth, but two things jump out at me here.
First of all, every bank has their own money bands
and these are not American Global's.
After checking, we find they belong to World National Financial.
Sounds familiar. Months ago, half a million dollars
was stolen in an armed robbery there, smash-and-grab job.
But they caught the guys. They recovered about 400,000.
Now, they've been in jail ever since and their trials are still pending
so that brings me to point number two.
Smell that.
What is that? When evidence comes in
any physical contact can make it hard to lift prints
so now to mark the bills
we spray a scented solution directly on them.
Is that new? Yeah. Wave of the future.
You try and keep up with the times, eh, Conners?
So this money's not from our bank.
Oh, no. No, this money's from the World National Financial job
and our evidence room.
For a list of things you can put in my mouth.
Conners.
Do you remember who headed up the World National case?
I think it was Callo.
Why?
Oh, no reason. Just thinking out loud. Come on.
When you said it was your family business, I didn't realize.
Guess I just didn't connect the dots.
Don't worry about it.
Your father was a hero.
Yes, he was.
First I thought maybe you were related to the captain.
No. No relation.
We found the money, Gina.
The money was Damon's.
That money came from our evidence room.
I told you, I know nothing about a bank robbery.
Whatever Damon was into, I know nothing about.
So where were you going?
Vacation.
This isn't possession or solicitation, Gina.
This is felony murder one.
If you're protecting him, you'd get life.
I didn't do nothing.
It's I didn't do anything.
Didn't do nothing is a double negative, infers the positive.
The grammar in this country's terrible.
Look, this isn't going away. You wanna walk out of here
with some semblance of a life, you tell me something.
I'm done talking. I want a lawyer now.
Fine. Then it's two phone calls I'll make.
The first to the public defender's office.
The second will be to children's services.
What?
Simple. You insist on a lawyer, I'll take your kids.
Wait. You can't take my kids away from me.
What do you care? You were ready to fly the coop with shit-for-brains.
Fuck you! You can't treat me like this!
I have rights, you know.
You can't take my children away from me!
I can and I will.
Just tell me what I wanna know.
Not exactly useful information. You believe her?
I think for the first time in the girl's life, she's telling the truth.
Once she asked for a lawyer anything she told us
would have been inadmissible.
Yeah? Who would've known? Would've been her word against mine.
And who do you think the jury would have believed?
Justice by any means, even if you cross the line?
The only line around here is the blue line.
You cross that one, then you got problems.
Ask Callo. He knows what I'm talking about.
Those serial numbers Marnie faxed me
according to our computers, that money should be downstairs.
Moving on to basketball
Sonics defeated the Trailblazers last night, 85 to 72.
Buzz us in.
Gotta sign first.
Heard you were back.
Kind of liked not having you around, Conners.
Have another doughnut, Harry.
That fat fuck is the sole guardian of the city's greatest source of contraband.
Drugs, weapons, cash.
Millions just sitting here for the taking.
Yeah, but you'd have to have some major firepower
not to mention an extra-large set of balls to knock off the police station.
Not if you're a cop.
Could just walk right in and
take whatever you want.
Here it is. Line 17.
Bernie Callo.
No one takes anything out of here unless they sign for it.
So, what? He showed you a warrant, what?
He must've.
He must've.
What, lost your fucking memory, Harry?
You know how many times someone signs shit out? I see the same guys.
I can't remember one instance from two weeks ago.
If that's his signature, that means he signed for it.
Take it up with him.
The money from Richards' place traced to the World National heist
a case Callo headed up.
Bernie signed the money out of evidence himself two weeks ago.
How much?
Four hundred and thirty-three thousand dollars
If it is Callo, it would explain how they knew police protocol
and how our department operates.
Explains why he was pissed this morning
about being replaced by Conners.
He doesn't need another reason to be pissed.
What about motive?
Do we have one? Pressure.
Could have been getting to him.
He's been getting a big cold shoulder from cops
since he testified about Pearl Street.
No. I don't buy that.
He was also getting divorced.
About a month ago, he told me he and his wife might be splitting
asked if I knew a lawyer who wouldn't clean him out.
I didn't think it was this serious.
I don't know. Bernie's a first-rate cop.
He was a boy scout, for chrissake.
This just doesn't make any sense, guys.
They never do, captain.
Come on. The facts speak for themselves.
No, they don't.
Why, if Callo's involved-?
Why didn't they ask for him at the bank?
Jenkins.
And you arrived home at what time?
Mrs. Callo, do you feel okay to continue?
Yes, I'm fine.
Just a few more minutes.
Wife came home approximately 45 minutes ago, found him here.
None of the neighbors heard anything.
There was no forced entry
and no one saw anyone else fleeing the scene.
Guys, blueprints from the bank.
There's pictures, schematics.
There's at least a dozen Internet articles on the Saudi prince.
So that's it.
You've reached the Callo residence. No one can get to the phone.
Please leave a message.
Detective Conners.
Are you starting to connect the dots?
Putting all the pieces together?
Is the pattern starting to emerge?
They wouldn't punish you
but I will.
Vengeance will be mine, detective.
Then come and get me, you piece of shit.
What they told Callo was the plan and what the plan was
must have been two different things.
Obviously this wasn't part of a plan Callo would've agreed with.
You'd think a cop would be smarter.
Come on. As cops, we come across
every temptation in the book. Money, drugs, power.
We all like to think we can resist any urge, but we're not saints.
So Callo was involved, and now they're dragging you into it.
Why? Man said he wanted vengeance.
Piss anyone off lately?
Me?
So I just got off the phone with Agent Doyle
and apparently after the Charlotte break-in
the prince withdrew all his possessions
from every safe-deposit box in the country.
They didn't touch the cash. No.
Or the safe-deposit boxes. Nope.
So they break into a bank, blow it up, and steal nothing?
Still make sense to you?
Nothing about today makes sense.
Excuse me.
Return to the earth now
if your mind is troubled and your heart is uncertain
for it is by returning to the beginning that we can clearly see the path.
He's your find.
Detective, wanna say that again?
We go back to where this all started.
We go back to the bank.
The tapes are confirming five bad guys, but since the vault cam blew
what they did in there is a total mystery.
I've been through these tapes 20 times. I'm telling you-
Shut up, Dax.
Wait. Hold on a second. Do you see that?
See what? Go back a little.
What? Look closely at the camera angles.
They're all fixed, right? They don't rotate or pan.
Okay, play it.
Now, Camera 8 dominates our attention because of the explosion.
But while that's happening, check out Camera 2.
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