All language subtitles for Against the Wall s01e05 Baby, Did a Bad Thing.eng

Not now.

Oh, you have got to be
kidding me.

Wait, wait.
I-I have to go.

- What?
- I just--I gotta go.

Uhh!

Where are you going,
huh?

- I'm sorry.
- Uhh!

I'll be right back,
okay?

Don't move.

Why are you dressed?

- You ordered pizza?
- Yeah. Why are you dressed?

When did you have time
to order pizza?

I preordered it.

I thought we'd be hungry
afterwards.

Brody, let's just
keep it simple, okay?

Let's not make it any more
complicated than that.

It's pizza. It's no metaphor
for anything deeper.

What?

Nothing. I--

I know the word "similitude"
also, okay?

Don't underestimate me,
Kowalski.

Okay, come on,
quit stalling.

- One minute.
- You've had 15.

What the hell is that?

That is
a triple word score.

I don't think so,
Kowalski.

Unless that's Polish
for crazy,

I'm guessing
that's not a word.

Fine.
Let's consult the ref.

Hey, my great-grandfather's
in this book.

I know, I know.

Richie keeps bragging

like he supposedly went
toe-to-toe with Al Capone.

Your family is
blue-blooded royalty.

Here he is.
Ronald Kowalski.

35 years on the job.

My grandpa Willie was
the same tough old bastard.

He died two years ago.
I miss him.

I gotta watch myself
around you Kowalskis.

Guess you do.

What?

Nothing.

How long have you
and Carlos been married?

Seven years. Why?

Wow. Four kids
in seven years.

Two of 'em are only
a minute apart.

Still.

You got a thing
about kids?

No. No way.
I love kids.

I just don't have
any room for them

in my life right now.

I barely have room
for a guy.

Well, liking a guy

doesn't mean
it's gonna lead to kids.

It's not like the flu.

I know.

It's just, wow.

Almost or
soon-to-be four kids.

It's--
- What can I say?

My Carlos
is very passionate

and I'm fertile.

Flores, Kowalski.
My office, now.

Got an anonymous call
this morning.

Female body found in an alley
at Madison near Kilbourne.

Caller said the woman
was killed by a cop.

- Any proof?
- Just her word.

You think she's
telling the truth?

It's our job to assume
they are

and investigate--
anonymous or otherwise.

- What are you not telling us?
- Who really did it.

That's your job. Start there.

That's it?
No other explanation?

I need to repeat myself?

Oh, I thought you said

the victim was found
in an alley.

- She was.
- Then what's here?

The last place
she was seen alive.

The Furry Corral?
Seriously?

I stand out
like a sore thumb.

Oh, no. You look great.
You barely notice.

Did Papadol seem
out of sorts this morning?

He gets mean when he lies.

What's he lying about?

The real reason
we're here.

- Is that--?
- Lieutenant Bob Barcelli.

He used to be one of
the best on the force.

Got turned out somehow
heading up narcotics.

Now he's into
all kind of bad.

Isn't he, like, top
on IA's complaint list?

Coerced confessions?
Excessive force, harassment.

Barcelli's big on abusing
his power as a cop.

It's been Papadol's mission
to kick him off the force.

But nothing's ever stuck,
right?

Maybe Papadol thinks we've got
something that finally will.

- Where are you going?
- To talk to Barcelli.

It looks like he
comes here a lot.

Maybe he saw something,
heard something.

Police. Take a walk.

IA?
How's Lieutenant Papadol?

He sends his regards.

Mind if we ask you
a few questions

about a dancer
that worked here?

Michelle Kane?
Goes by the name "Candy" Kane?

Beautiful girl.
Died way too young.

We're hoping you can help us
figure out why that happened.

Don't know I could be
much help to you,

but anything for IA.

Girls, IA has got
some questions about Candy.

Oblige 'em.

Nikki,
give Goldilocks a taste.

Oh, no, that's really
not necessary.

Okay, gentlemen,
welcome Sherry to the stage.

You know, you really
don't have to do this.

Uh-huh.

So you're looking to find
who snuffed out Candy?

Yeah. Any ideas?

Um...

Okay, can you--?

Wow,
you're really flexible.

Thanks.
Yoga four times a week.

So, can you tell me
anything about Candy?

Candy was always looking
to come into some money.

The reason she first came
to Chicago

was to be part of
Second City.

Bitch was hilarious.

Guess she got sidelined,
huh?

A lot of girls do.

So, uh, how long
was she working here?

Uh, six months.

Was Candy working
last night?

Got off early.

Said she had some date

and didn't seem
to excited about it.

Was Barcelli here
last night?

Till closing.

Where'd you go afterwards?

Since my divorce,

my one-bedroom apartment.

Were you alone?

I don't kiss and tell.

Characterize your relationship
with Candy Kane.

There was no relationship.

She was a piece of ass
I liked to see wiggle.

That's it?

She also made
all my wet dreams come true.

Got it.

Good.

Wanted to be crystal clear.

Didn't want you thinking
there was something more.

Just figured a cop
of your rank and stature

may have seen something
that could help us.

Don't bullshit
a bullshitter.

So you were with Barcelli
all night?

All night.

Till about 6:00
this morning.

Let's go.
We've overstayed our welcome.

Oh.

If you remember anything.

Absolutely, Mrs. Camalari.
Thursday morning.

What's wrong?

Oh, I just took an order
I can't possibly fill.

Well, call her back and tell
her you can't do it.

She'll never order
from me again.

And I've got so many orders
coming in now.

I-I-I'm afraid I won't be
able to keep up.

I think it's time
you open your bake shop.

You've been talking about it
for years.

We can't afford that.

We'll make it work.
We always do.

Hey, Mom.

Oh, hey,
what are you doing here?

Hey, Mrs. K.

I stopped by to get dad
since his car is in the shop.

Your mom is finally gonna
open her bake shop.

- Oh, that's great.
- No, no, no, no.

I'm just thinking about it.
Stop thinking and do it.

That's what I told her.

What do you think?

I think you'll know when
you're ready, Mrs. K.

John, you're gonna
make some nice girl

a very good husband
someday.

All right, pops.
You ready?

I was born ready.

Just gotta find my keys.

Give Abby a call.
Let her talk you into it.

Bye, honey.

Candy's autopsy report
just came in.

The Furry Corral give you
any indication

why our victim
might have a, uh,

key inside her stomach?

No.

But why didn't you tell us

one of the strippers
is undercover IA?

I have a couple of cops

working deep undercover,
investigating Barcelli.

Nikki happens to be
one of them. What tipped you?

She was eager to come
over to us,

the other girls were pissed
they weren't making money,

and she had no problem
giving us info.

I'll tell her
to work on that.

We're on the same team.
Why keep us in the dark?

My concern
is keeping Nikki alive

and this investigation
secure.

She's gotten closer
to Barcelli than most.

That's an understatement.

Nikki took a big chance
calling you.

That is why this is all
very sensitive.

Nikki would not have
jeopardized her cover

if she didn't feel strongly
that a cop killed Candy.

She is the best we've got.

Nikki was with Barcelli
all night long.

No way he killed her.

Doesn't mean he didn't
have her killed.

Do your due diligence.

Okay, Candy had sex
before she was murdered,

but there is no trauma
suggesting rape.

What was
the cause of death?

Uh, M.E.'s report

says suffocation
through strangulation.

Is that glass in her hair?

Beveled stained glass
and some old-growth wood.

It suggests she was murdered
in a much nicer neighborhood

than where she was dumped.

Crime lab's doing forensics.

Superficial scratches
on her back.

Okay, we find where
this key goes to,

maybe we find
a broken window.

"BB."

Can't be that easy.

That tattoo
behind her right ear,

it looks like
an over-embellished cross.

Candy was one of Bishop's girls.
Who's Bishop?

A pimp who worked
a stretch on Rich Street.

So,
she was a working girl

before she graduated
to stripping?

It could be where she
originally met Barcelli.

There's a saying
on the street.

You're more likely
to sleep with a cop

than actually
be arrested by one.

You can totally
do this, Mom.

Don't worry about it.

Yeah, and I think I know exactly
the person to help you as well.

Okay, I'll talk to you soon.
Bye.

Hey, baby.

- Damn, you look good.
- Okay, beat it.

Excuse me?

Come here.
Come--come here.

Hey.
Damn it.

- Abby, wait.
- It's all right.

I ain't gonna hurt her.

I said, beat it.

Don't move
or I'll break it.

Hope not. It's his turn
to make dinner tonight.

- What?
- Carlos, my new partner Abby.

Abby, my husband.

Oh. Oh, no!
I'm so sorry!

- It's a pleasure to meet you.
- Yeah.

- Can I have my arm back now?
- Oh, sure.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I thought you were--

Some strung-out brotha?

Spent ten years on vice
perfecting this look.

Let that be a lesson to you.

There is no future
on the streets.

Hey, baby.
Hey, baby.

Carlos works
this neighborhood.

Figured he know something
more about Bishop.

What'd you find out?

Candy was one of Bishop's
top moneymakers.

He was pretty pissed
when she stepped out on him.

Pissed enough to kill her?

Enough to threaten
that if he ever

laid eyes on her again,

he was gonna slash
her pretty little face.

I see you around here again,
I'm gonna haul your ass in.

Hey, calm down, bitch.
I'm leaving.

Hey, Bishop.
Flores, Kowalski.

Need to ask you
about one of your girls.

She goes by the name
of Candy Kane.

I ain't seen that girl
since she walked on me,

like, six months ago.
Why?

She was found dead
this morning

just a mile from here.

- What do you know about it?
- Not a damn thing.

I was throwing
a private party last night,

breaking in some new talent.

She's working up the block
right now.

You can ask her yourself.

You know any other reason
why Candy would be down here?

- You ask her cop boyfriend?
- Barcelli?

Barcelli? Who said anything
about Barcelli?

Well, that's the cop
she was screwing, right?

Hell if I know.

Juan Martinez.

Seems were not the only ones
working on this case.

Flores, Kowalski, IA.

Hanning, Martinez,
homicide.

What's IA want
with our pimp?

- And this is where I get off.
- No, no, no.

- Oh, man.
- Stand over there.

You working
the Candy Kane case?

Yeah.

Got a witness
that can put Bishop

with Candy yesterday.

Bishop claims
he hasn't seen Candy

since she moved on off
to the Furry Corral.

Well,
that's not the first time

a pimp's lied now, is it?

You guys still haven't
answered the question.

Why is IA sniffing around
this case?

Uh-uh.
You know how this works.

You share with us,
not the other way around.

If we have
any further questions,

we'll give you a call.

Wow, that's gotta
piss 'em off.

It always does.

- Mackie?
- Hey, Mrs. Kowalski.

So I figured
we'd jump right in.

Abby said you're swamped,
so time is of the essence

to get the ball rolling on
this lifelong dream of yours.

? Baby, and every word
that I say is true ?

? you got me runnin'
and hidin' ?

? all over town ?

? you got me sneakin'
and a-peepin' ?

? and runnin' you down ?

? this can't go on ?

- Brody! Hi.
- Hey.

What are you doing here?

I came to ask you out
on a date.

- A date?
- Yeah, you know.

Fancy linens and silverware.

Or karaoke
and sawdusted floors.

- Whatever you prefer.
- Uh...

Okay,
what brought this on?

Nothing.
I thought it'd be fun.

Hey, if you don't want
your brother to see us,

we'll take the EL
down to Barrington.

Oh, no,
I don't do the EL.

The whole
underground thing--

I mean, it's, uh,
claustrophobic.

- Yeah, big time.
- So I'll rent a car.

Did you have a good time
last night?

Not that part.
The afterwards part.

When you tried to cheat.
I did not cheat.

Just answer the question.

Why are you doing this?

Because I want to
take you out on a date.

It's been six months.
You owe me a date.

Tomorrow night, 8 p.m.

And, uh,
wear your hair down.

Homicide has a witness
who claims she saw Bishop

in a heated discussion
with Candy Kane yesterday,

approximately 4:25 p.m.
near Rich and State.

It was right before her shift
at the Furry Corral.

We tried contacting
the witness,

but so far, nothing.

Homicide hasn't exactly
been forthcoming

with their information.

How did Bishop react
when you brought up Barcelli?

He pretended like he had no
idea who we were talking about.

- You believe him?
- A cop with Barcelli's rep?

Every criminal in this city
knows who he is

or at least crap their pants
upon hearing his name.

Uh, the report came back
that the glass and the wood

found in the victim's hair
was from the early 1900s.

Abby's calling someone

who can help
narrow it down for us.

It seems there are only
a couple places

qualified to replace windows
in historic buildings.

That's our window.

Looks like your contact at the
Historic Initiative was right.

Yeah, the guy at
the installation place

said someone called just
this morning about coming out.

I'm calling in a warrant.
We need to get inside.

Oh, excuse me, sir?

Detectives Flores
and Kowalski.

- You live here?
- Why?

Sir, please answer
my partner.

- Is this your home?
- Why?

Slowly.

Relax.
Sergeant Brian Dudek.

Are you here investigating
Candy Kane's murder?

What? No.

Let me see your keys.

You need to open
this door, Sergeant.

All right.

Heads up, fellas.
IA's in the house.

We just need to ask
a few questions.

If everyone will place
their firearms on the table

before we get started.

Now.

Dad?

Dad, what are you
doing here?

- It's not your business.
- Uh, it is my business.

I'm here investigating
the murder of a woman

who possibly died here
last night.

Oh, really? When did you
transfer to homicide?

I didn't.
It's complicated.

I'll explain later.
I've heard about this place.

Is this the cop house
everyone talks about,

with the wild, late night
parties, the strippers,

the mistresses?

Do you have a mistress?

- No. We play poker.
- And?

And it's like
a fraternity.

We call ourselves
the Blind Bowlers.

- This place used to--
- The Blind Bowlers?

Seriously?

You want to hear this?

Sorry.

Back in the '20s,

three cops busted
the mobster Dutch Schwartz

and took over his speakeasy--
this place.

In those days,
lower-class speakeasies

were called the Blind Pigs.

The cops decided to call
themselves the Blind Bowlers.

If their wives asked,
they were bowling,

but they'd come here.

You're either invited in

or the key is passed down
generational.

It's a tradition
that's stuck.

Does mom know
about this place?

Of course she knows.
We don't have any secrets.

How many members?

20.
We've always kept it small.

Have better control
of the place.

Is Bob Barcelli
one of the members?

No. Why?

You think he had something to do
with the death of this girl?

I don't know.

You watch your back
with him, Abby.

He is not a man
to be messed with.

Were you here last night?

Are you asking me
as my daughter

or an IA Detective?

Both.

It's a simple question,
Dad.

Then I have to ask you
to come down to IA

to answer
some more questions.

Then I guess you'd better
inform your mother

that I'm going to be late
for dinner.

Hey, what the--?

Get dressed.

You gotta be kidding me.

What happened
in this room, Candy?

Ah, I thought we were
sharing information.

We are. You share
what you have with us.

What did you find out?

The key found in Candy's
stomach is to this house.

We found evidence it could be
the original crime scene.

Yeah, well, this is a house
full of cops now, isn't it?

Then one of these cops

is a possible suspect
in Candy's murder.

Mind if we take a look?
That okay with you?

- Abby.
- What are you doing here?

We got a call to escort
some cops down to IA.

Dad?

Am I riding
with you, Rich?

Are you arresting dad?

No. We just have to ask him
a few more questions.

Are you out of your mind?

Can you just take him

down to IA, please?

- Really, Abby? Your dad?
- I know, I know.

I'm sorry. I know how close
you are to your family.

Look, he'll get over it.

Kowalskis can't stand not
talking to one another.

Who else is gonna listen
to them?

What was that?

It was nothing.
It was just--

- there was a piece of hair
in her face.

You let him touch you?

You told me you thought
he was disgusting.

- You said that?
- No, I--

okay, I kinda did, but--
- Thanks.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!

Hey, hey, come on.
Richie, calm down.

You want me to calm down
when you're sleeping

with my sister
behind my back?

- Keep your voice down!
- Can we talk about this?

Yeah, after I
kick your ass.

Don't be ridiculous.
You're not kicking anyone's ass.

- I'm not fighting you.
- Richie, damn it!

Stop it! Damn it!
Richie, get off him!

You don't know what
he's been saying about you!

Not one word
was about her!

- Bullshit!
- That's enough!

Richard, in the car.

You too, Brody.

Does your mother know
about this?

Okay, open your eyes.

Oh!

Mackie, that's wonderful!

Now, we can play around
with the colors,

switch things around.
Oh, no, no, no.

That's beautiful.
Oh, my gosh!

Hey.

Oh!

Oh, wow,
that looks great!

I know, right?

And--and--and I have, um,

I have a business plan and
everything was Mackie's idea.

Oh!

- Are you all right?
- What?

You ran in here like
your hair was on fire.

Uh, well, first of all,

you need to know
everyone's okay.

Okay, now you're
scaring me.

No, no, no,
it's not scary.

I just had to take dad
down to IA

to ask him some questions,
so he might be a little late.

You had to arrest
your father?

No, no.

It's a long story.
There was a murder.

You think your father
killed someone?

No, mom, no.

A woman died at the house
where dad plays poker.

- The Blind Bowlers?
- So you do know about that.

Well, of course I do.
Why wouldn't I?

No reason.

Abby, you have to know,

your father would not be
involved in anything shameful.

Yes, I do.

So there's no way
Lieutenant Bob Barcelli

would be in possession
of a key?

No.

To your knowledge,

has Barcelli ever
been inside the house?

Why are you asking me
about Lieutenant Barcelli?

Is it because of his connection
to my father?

Just because he was a rookie
under my father 100 years ago

doesn't mean that I am or
ever have been friends with him,

so I suggest you move on
to another question.

Were you at the house
last night, Sergeant Kowalski?

- No.
- Do you know who was?

- No. We don't have
a sign-in sheet.

Can you give us the names

of everyone who is
a member of the house?

Is that why I'm here?

Because I'm the father
of one of your detectives,

I should provide you with
all the information you need

so you don't have to work
for it?

Send Detective Kowalski in,
please.

We just have a few more--

Unless you're gonna
suspend me

or compel me
to answer your questions,

I would like to speak
with my daughter.

I don't pretend to understand
why you took this job,

but what I will not do

is be used in any way,
shape, or form

because you're my daughter.

That's not what
they were doing.

You may not think so,
but yes,

that's exactly
what they were doing.

So, what do you
want to know?

Have you ever seen this woman
before at the house?

She works as a stripper
at the Furry Corral.

- No. Did she have a record?
- Yes.

Once for solicitation.

We have two rules.

No hookers and no one
with a record allowed in.

Well, someone obviously
broke that rule.

This woman was found strangled
to death early this morning

and someone in that house
was involved.

I don't believe it.

I'm telling you,
there's a murderer among you.

You may not want to
believe it,

but we have strong evidence
that says otherwise.

I'm gonna need the name
of every cop

with a key to that house.

I'm also gonna need yours.

So, we have a list of all the
cops who have keys to the house.

Mind telling us
why you didn't mention

you were part of
the Blind Bowlers?

Never came up.

In case you haven't noticed,

I've been investigating
a homicide.

- So have we.
- No, no, no.

You guys are on a witch hunt
for a cop.

A cop who
may have killed Candy.

Listen, while you guys were
out harassing Chicago's finest,

I was out there,
solving a case.

Meaning?

Meaning we've already got
a suspect in custody.

A suspect? Who?

- Charles Murray, aka Bishop.
- Candy's ex-pimp?

Just signed a confession
20 minutes ago,

so as you can see,
I was, uh,

kind of busy to come down to
your little cop tea party.

So Bishop killed Candy
in a houseful of cops?

Yeah,
said it was an ef you

to the cops for taking away
what was his.

And if you don't believe me,
you can check the tapes.

Oh, yeah, you can talk to him
yourself if you want.

He's down in holding
right now.

I almost forgot.
We're gonna need your key.

- What key?
- Your key to the house.

What's my key got to do
with anything?

I just told you, we got
a confession out of Bishop.

We've collected all 19.
There's one missing. Yours.

Now, are we done?

Hey, can we talk?

No.

Then can you listen?

I don't want to hear it.

I don't want to
talk about it.

I won't even allow myself
to even think about

the thousands of times you've
bragged about some chick.

It conjures up images
of my sister.

I just want to
bash your head in.

Not once was I talking
about Abby.

The blond with big boobs
who blew you to paradise?

That wasn't your sister.

So you were with
all these other women

while you were screwing
my sister?

No, it's not like that.

I really like Abby.
Please.

You like her so much

you're hooking up with other
women behind her back?

It was your sister that didn't
want any ties, okay?

I was just trying
to respect it.

Respect?

That's ridiculous.

How about showing your partner
some respect, huh?

- How long were you two--?
- Oh, seriously?

- How long?
- Six months.

I think you're making way too
big of a deal out of this.

You should have told me.

It wasn't my secret
to tell.

Yes it was, damn it!

You were my partner!

Were?

I put in a request
for a new partner.

- Thanks for helping my mom out.
- Oh, my pleasure.

You're so lucky to have
a mom like her.

I know.
She's pretty amazing.

Hmm!
That's an understatement.

Do you have any idea
how great it is

to be able to tell your mom
anything

and not have her
judge you for it?

I didn't tell her
about Brody.

- Why didn't you tell her?
- I don't know.

I do.

You don't want her to know
that you're not

this hopeless romantic
you pretend to be

because you're actually
a horny-ass nymph.

- Are you still drunk?
- What?

The two empty wine bottles
pretty much gave you away.

Seriously, what
were you thinking,

getting my mom drunk
in the middle of the day?

Okay, first of all,
it takes a little more

than a few glasses
of white wine to get me drunk.

And secondly, it was your mom
who was doing all the pouring.

Mackie.

I promise it will never
happen again.

Thank you.

Richie, it's me again.

Can you please call me back?
We need to talk.

- Is your brother still pissed?
- Yes.

So you're not allowed to date
someone your brother knows?

Yeah, of course.
It's more complicated.

Okay, I was embarrassed.

Why? He's cute.

It was just sex.

So you're a ho?

No.

Abby, lighten up.

It's okay
to just want sex.

I know. I just don't want
a relationship right now.

I don't have the time for it.
I don't know how you do it.

I have a damn good man
that has my back.

- That's not what I meant.
- Look, you make choices.

I could stay home,
but that wouldn't benefit

my husband or my kids.

I'm just not made that way.

Criminalist report came back
from the cop house.

Fibers from Candy's clothing
were found inside that room.

So do we
still think Bishop

had something to do
with her murder?

And what happened
after that?

She broke away from me and
she ran towards the window.

She pulled away
and fell into the window.

I tried pulling her
back in, but--

Bishop, did you
kill Michelle Kane?

Yeah. Ye--yes.
Yeah, I did.

Do we believe him?

Why would Bishop take Candy
to a cop house?

How did he even get in?

And what does he
keep looking at?

You mean, who?

Hanning's partner, Martinez?

Bishop
looked scared to death.

You saw Martinez.

Would those boyish looks
scare you?

Who else would be
in the room?

Someone who has
a vested interest

in making sure Bishop
keeps his mouth shut.

Barcelli?

Barcelli has
an ironclad alibi.

What would he have to gain

by coercing a confession
out of Bishop?

That's what you
need to find out.

Yeah.

None of this makes sense.

Hold on.
No need to talk to Bishop.

- Why?
- He's dead.

They just found him
hanging in his cell.

So, Martinez was not in the
room when Bishop confessed.

He was at his
desk finishing up paperwork

from his last case.

And listen to this.

Hanning and Martinez caught
Candy's case

three days
into their last one.

Usually takes detectives two
weeks to catch a new case.

Hanning obviously leapfrogged
over a few detectives

to make sure he was first again
in the rotation.

Just got off with Carlos.
Bishop was telling the truth.

The night of Candy's murder,
he was holed up all night

with a new girl he deemed
Tootsie Pop.

Hanning's file?

Back in 2008, he was cited for
drunken misconduct at a bar.

In 2010, cops came out
twice to his house

on a domestic abuse charge.

Sounds like our cop
has anger issues.

Find out if Hanning's
covering his tracks

or someone else's.

This makes no sense.

All 20 keys are here,
including Hanning's.

How long has Hanning

been a member
of the Blind Bowlers?

Five years.

Does this keep look like it
has five years' mileage on it?

Need more than a brand-new key
to arrest his ass.

I have an idea.
Help me.

Wait a minute.
I've seen him in here before.

When's the last time
he was in?

Maybe, what,
three, four days ago?

He pays for
a lot of privates.

I danced for him
a couple times,

but he was sweet
on Candy's cherry pop.

Did Candy
ever turn him down,

seem nervous around him?

No. No, she liked
the attention.

But when she was busy,
especially with Barcelli,

he'd get irritated and leave.

Barcelli?

Was Hanning a part

of Barcelli's crew of cops
that came through here?

Yeah, but most times
he'd just wait

till Barcelli left and then
shuffle to the stage

and plunk down cash
for Candy to work the pole.

Was Candy with Barcelli

before she left
the other night?

Uh, yeah,

but it was weird.

They were in the corner,
talking,

and Barcelli's not big
on conversation.

Hey, see you later.

What the hell is going on?

We have a warrant
to search your vehicle.

- What for?
- Just pop the trunk.

You want my trunk open,
you call my Lieutenant.

In fact,
I'll call him myself.

Please do.
We'll wait.

There.

Thanks for your time,
Detective.

Wait.

I think we'll take that
Lieutenant's number now.

Hey.

- We need to talk.
- No, we don't.

You can't ignore me
forever.

Yeah, well, I can try.

Richie,
who I see is none--

"See"? Really? That's what
you're gonna call it?

Okay, you need to stop acting
like some sort of Saint,

because I know your past.

You were a dog and I never once
judged you for it.

I didn't sleep
with your partner.

You slept with my best friend
in high school.

- Debbie told you that?
- Yeah.

Well, you know what?
It's different.

Oh, right.
Because you're a guy?

No,
because I was in high school.

You're 30 years old.

It doesn't change the fact

that I didn't judge you.

I didn't feel what Brody
and I were

was something you needed
to know about.

I didn't want to make it
complicated.

Abby,
Brody's my partner.

He's got my back.

You're my sister.
I care about you.

I mean, those facts alone
make it complicated.

Look, I'm not sorry
I slept with Brody,

but I am sorry
I kept it from you.

I don't know
what else to say.

Are we gonna get
past this?

Yeah, probably.

But just don't ever
lie to me again, okay?

Well, I didn't really
lie to you.

Abby.

What's going on?

- Hanning's dead.
- What? What happened?

Apparently he got shot trying
to escape police custody.

He was cuffed.
How did he get away?

The Lieutenant thinks
it was a setup.

By who, Barcelli?

It seems the two cops
involved in the shooting

have possible ties
with Barcelli.

- Then let's get on it.
- No need.

Already sent
Jones and Fash.

You two have done enough.

Just give me your report
by the morning.

Great job, by the way.

So that's it?

Yeah, we did our jobs.

- Hey, baby.
- Hi.

Whoa.

Brotha cleans up well,
don't he?

- This is a surprise.
- Yeah.

Well, I finished my report
early

and came over here
to entice you

to come home with me.

No enticement necessary.

I was just leaving.

We got the bad guy.

One of the bad guys.

Let it go, Abby.
You did good.

I'll see you
in the morning.

- Quit--put this right there.
- I can't.

- You can.
- No.

Goldilocks, I heard
you solved Candy's murder.

Good for you.

So, when did you become
such a son of a bitch?

See, my grandfather
was a hard-ass,

but he was a damn good cop,
and there's no way

he would have stood
for the crap you pull

so what made you turn?

Move along, baby.

Seems Detective Kowalski and I
have some business here.

I've been cleared
of Candy's murder,

so what is it you've still got
stuck up your butt?

We know Hanning
was one of your guys.

He was my friend.

Did you have Hanning
killed

because he was screwing Candy
behind your back

or because he was
stupid enough

to have her killed
in a houseful of cops?

Both.

That's what you
want me to say, right?

But what evidence
could you possibly have?

My gut,
and my gut says

you sent Candy
after Hanning's key.

Entrance to the cop house
is generational

or by invitation only.

I did a bit of digging,
Bob,

and you've been turned down
twice in the last year.

That's got to hurt.

So what would I get
by having that key?

Plant a camera.
Catch a good cop doing bad.

That's how you get these cops
under your thumb, isn't it?

Get something on them,
use it against them.

You're good, but eventually
you're gonna make a mistake,

and when you do,
I will be there

to nail your ass
to the wall.

Consider me warned,
Detective Kowalski.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Everything okay?

I came to apologize.

I never meant
for this to ruin

yours and Richie's
partnership.

No, no,
it's not your fault.

- Yes, it is. It was my idea
to keep it a secret, so--

He just needs some time to
wrap his head around it.

And I'm just glad it's out
in the open now.

We don't have to keep it
a secret.

I mean, it's a good thing,
right?

I think we should
take a break.

So this was never
about Richie.

I mean, come on, Abby.
Be honest with me.

I was honest with you.

I said at the start I didn't
want a relationship.

I know, you did.
Neither did I.

But things changed.

I want to take you
on a date

and give this thing
a shot.

I mean,
you already agreed.

Technically, I didn't.

Can I take a rain check?

Okay.

I'm gonna hold you to it,
though, Kowalski.

Oh, Mackie's good.

She's really good.

And she's gonna quit
her day job.

Oh, I've been trying to get
her to do that for years.

She spends one afternoon
with you,

she throws caution
to the wind.

She's a good egg.

She thinks the same
about you.

Mm-mm.

So, Brody, huh?

Who told you?

Your father.

- I'm sorry I didn't.
- Oh, honey, please.

Mothers and daughters don't tell
each other every detail.

Especially about sex.

I know. Still--

I was just happy to hear
that you have a sex life.

- Mother!
- What?

Well, I mean, I'm just--
I'm just saying.

I--

You're terrible.

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