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Mary, how have you been?

Absolutely fantastic.

Me too.

And how are you feeling about Bob?

Oh, well, every morning I get out of bed and I thank God he is gone.

But it must have been tough at first.

I mean, his 19-year-old secretary?

She was his paralegal and she was 22.

Wow.

How's Wayne?

Is he still in the accounting firm?

As a matter of fact, yes.

Well, sometimes security is more important than advancement.

Well, it was really nice to see you again.

Same here.

And good luck with Dr. Losa.

He's a genius.

Bitch.

Bitch.

I'm ready.

Start section.

Okay.

Will you open the dealership yet?

Twice. They said the car will be ready Thursday or the latest Friday.

Black on black with the sport premium package.

That was my understanding.

Because if it's just the sport package and not the sport premium

package, it won't have the massage rollers in the front seats.

It's pretty amazing they can do that, right?

The receptionist note definitely said sports premium.

All right, let's go.

Let me know when we're a full section.

Substance to only 60%.

Must be the disposal line.

Make sure the next patient's ready.

All right, the forensic guys are doing their forensic sting.

The coroner is coroning.

We're going to skip the part where we write reports and discuss strategy.

We're going to work the evidence now on seeing them. Imagine that.

Now, we got a dead body. What's means we got a murderer.

All right.

What we do is start with the doctor's active patients.

Marty tells the office staff to get you a list.

But usually they won't give up medical records without a warrant.

And usually the doctor doesn't get killed in the middle of an operation.

Am I correct? Einstein?

Sorry, Rich.

Don't be sorry.

Just take that nurse off for a cup of coffee.

That's tough to sign it, right? Me and the coffee machine.

We got a dig, too.

Got it, Rich.

All right. Let's give me a signed death certificate.

We can't convict for murder until we got a piece of paper says there's been one.

How we doing these latins?

I want every surface printed up, down, and sideways, all right?

Okay.

And those footprints I want them tagged and logged in by the book.

Nobody's O.J. in this squad. We catch a perp.

He stays caught. Oh, yeah.

Special unit 2.

We'll take it from here.

Nikki.

Rich.

Hey.

I didn't see a name on the dispatch report.

Yeah, the guy they called. He won't get out of bed. So I snagged it.

Okay, Benson Rich Tall Rich.

Oh, your first partner. I remember the story.

Well, none of them are true. Especially not the one in Vegas.

Oh, I didn't hear that one.

Well, never mind.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

So what are you two doing here?

Aside from contaminating my crime scene?

We've taken over the case, Rich.

I've been working this all morning.

I mean, seriously, no way.

Sorry. It's a serious section all over.

We've got the commissioner's signature and everything.

If you want to look at it.

No, I believe you. I just, uh, I don't believe this.

Let's talk over here.

So the initial crime scene report did you find some atypical footprints?

Like this one.

I just called that report in. I haven't even filed it yet.

So tell me what's atypical about it?

First off, all the prints lead out of the room, not in.

And second, they're the prints of someone walking barefoot, but they can't be.

Because?

The surface of the feet are totally smooth.

No actual print pattern?

Got it. Over here.

That's some collection technique.

You think I could do a net with all the prints?

No. There are.

I'm saying.

We got assigned to the case so we're taking the case.

I can't tell you why, but that's the way it has to be.

I don't want to know about some piece of paper from the commissioner's office.

And I don't even want to know what special unit two really does.

Just...

Don't do this to me.

Bitch. What do you care? It's one case.

I want to catch some of a bitch took a life.

And I can crack this case just as well as you can.

Look, I'll tell you what.

I'll make you a deal, all right?

You back off of this.

I take you and your partner out for the best

thing you two ever had in your entire lives.

It's placed on a wester's.

There's no move here.

I'm sorry you're off.

I'm sorry too.

Because I ain't stepping off.

Hand and footprints actually leave traces of their owners behind.

Dead skin, oil, etc.

Thanks.

The human body is made of about 60% water, 15% fat.

The residue of this thing left behind, 1% water, 98% fat.

I solved the case.

It's my Aunt Ruth.

Well, this doesn't sound like anything we've ever heard of.

Carl, what do you think?

Well...

Two thumbs down and lose the graphs.

Carl!

It's not like any link I've seen before. Okay.

I have a theory about what it is.

What is it a theory with a lot of words?

We ran a DNA test on the footprint residue and

we turned up genes from 111 different people.

What? How is that possible?

Well, see there are strict rules about how to properly dispose medical waste.

This clinic, like many others, is a legally disposing

of everything they take out of their patients.

So this thing is made up of medical waste?

Specifically, the fat taken out of their liposuction patients.

Was that disgusting or what?

Then why killed Dr. Losef? The guy's practically its personal chef.

Probably because Losef was standing in the way of its food.

I figure it's not only made of fat, it hasn't just had to live.

I really got to check my Aunt Ruth's out.

So what gave this thing a life, Sean, transformed it into a conscious entity?

I have no idea.

I mean, hey, I don't know everything.

I mean, maybe an electrical spark, maybe an obscure chemical reaction.

But it doesn't really matter.

What are you going to do is tell them how to go and kill it?

Can you say that again? I like the way it sounds.

Wait, Sean, you're not actually taking this thing side.

I mean, it murdered somebody.

Yeah, just a greedy plastic surgeon.

And it isn't something that's been trying to exterminate humanity over the centuries.

I mean, we created it by being vain and irresponsible.

Maybe if we give it the benefit of the doubt.

Sorry.

And we've got to catch this thing before it kills again.

More before word gets out.

So we try to get it while it's feeding.

A correlate all 911 calls against a list of

sites that have discarded human fat on hand.

And so, Malay, you're on point.

You calling Rich Tolrich?

Good guess.

No, not really. I mean, he is one of your best friends.

And it's obvious you guys are competitive.

But he didn't seem to take it too well when we took him off the case.

You're assuming Rich has accepted he's off?

Well, he's got to be.

Before he starts digging, he finds out what special unit 2 really does.

I know.

And I'm going to deal with it.

I know we've got to get a fun point of entry.

You know that, right?

I think Tony did that to the earlier two.

And he's definitely signed the struggle here.

You got that, right?

Yeah.

Go, later.

Mickey.

Laptop in the bars, a nice touch.

Do you ever stop working?

Yeah, when special unit 2 tells me I can't.

Guess I said, yeah, that did not.

No, listen to me now, because you're going to love this.

All right.

Dr. Losef, doing an nasty, with not one, but three of his patients.

Plus the nurse. Adding the pissed off wife.

We didn't hear a word I said, did you?

I understand. You've got a one point on the case.

Doesn't mean I can't be alone.

And when we crack it, it's put the arrest with me.

It means you can't be involved.

Period.

Why?

I can't tell you.

My dad might tell me anything since you got picked for special unit 2.

Yeah, and if you think that's easy, you're wrong.

People think it's some kind of internal affairs division.

Or some deep, deep cover street crime unit.

I guess I'll find out if they were asking me.

Look, you're off. It's not the end of the world and then a couple of weeks.

We're going to forget this is ever a problem. Okay?

Well, all thing isn't okay, but I got no choice.

Just as long as you understand that.

9-1-1 just got a break in entering call at Hastings and Fifth.

Closeest medical waste facilities, three blocks away.

That's a possible correlation.

That call is not about your fat eating link.

And you're so sure of that because...

Because I was supposed to be here on that burglary.

Nice.

But I bowed out because you needed me. I think I deserve a little credit here.

Uh, think again, Carl.

And I don't understand why we have to be in the back.

I called Shotgun.

You got to be human to call Shotgun.

Show me where it says there.

Do I have to stop the car?

Maybe.

9-1-1 got another call eight minutes ago about a shutdown medical clinic.

Landlord reported that something set off the alarm's motion setters.

We couldn't call the regular police force off in time.

So we don't have too long before they get here.

Locked.

Unlocked.

The motion sensor was triggered back here.

Who really is in here?

How to get in here without triggering any alarms of the doors?

Transportation provided courtesy of the Department of Water and Power.

You go around back.

Tallbridge, second area.

What are you doing here?

I'm helping you out, Bishop.

I'll take the rooms on this side.

freeze

o im a cop I'm a cop.

Okay?

You're going to be a dead cop.

Go easy.

Shut up.

Hey, hey.

This is BS. Rich is a good cop and you know it.

Good, yeah.

And headstrong, aggressive, disrespectful of

every rule or procedure put in front of them.

Something that both of you know a little bit about.

Right from killing another cop.

I mean, Rich would do anything to solve a case. That's all.

Including run over anyone in his way.

One of those people happened to be dead Bishop to deceased.

Rich and Bishop had history?

Six months ago they worked the same case.

Rich didn't like the way Bishop was handling things. He got pretty ugly in the middle.

A real knock down drag out.

Bishop was pissed. He slashed Rich's tires and threw a brick through his windshield.

Meaning Bishop was the hothead.

Meaning Rich had a motive.

They found him standing over Bishop's body.

Holding the murder weapon with no one else in the building.

He didn't do it.

Then who did?

Or are the details classified by special unit two?

You know I'm sick of hearing that. Like everyone else.

If you can't bother to tell what really happened.

Don't expect me to overlook the obvious.

You want to be Rich's friend?

Tell him to get a real good lawyer.

We can't let Rich go down for something we know we didn't do.

So we had to see it and reveal the truth.

Let the public know their worst nightmares are true.

Create widespread panic just because he's your own partner.

Why was he there last night in the first place?

Must have been correlating 911 calls with medical waste sites too.

After you told him he was off the case on Malley, he made his own bed.

Captain, I know I'm not revealed what we do for your friends.

Sake or for anyone's.

Now that is our sworn duty.

You understand?

Yes sir.

So where are we on coming up with a way to actually catch this thing?

Well one fun fact we discovered is there's only

so much discarded human fat in the Chicago area.

And it's been hungry going through it pretty fast.

So what's our plan?

Well under the guise of an emergency public health directive.

Transparing all the remaining fat into a central storage area.

Which we are hoping this thing can't resist.

Well now that when it takes the bait.

We're also going to put a tracer into the fat just in case we can't catch it.

It's a no-brainer.

Good.

dismissed.

Are you there yet?

I'm here.

Do you see anything?

I life passing before my eyes.

I just found out I have an incredible fear of heights.

Are you never knew there?

No one's supposed to live underground, not over it.

Oh my god.

Carl just don't look.

Can't help myself.

I'm a thrill secret.

Just step away from the edge and get the barrier into the system.

Fine.

Sure this is enough tracer.

There's an awful lot of fat store down there.

Oh yeah.

The barrier is incredibly radioactive.

Anything?

Nothing. Negative.

So what's going on with Rich?

D.A. is treating him like any other criminal.

He asked the judge to set high bail.

Which wouldn't be because Rich pissed off the D.A. at some point in the past.

Yeah.

But it doesn't change that we're not letting him go down for this.

And how exactly?

Are we not letting that happen?

I don't know.

But I put everything I own down as collateral for his bail.

So if Rich decides to skip town.

I'm screwed.

wew

Rich doesn't deserve what happened to him, but

there is no excuse for him not following orders.

I'm not the only one Rich is competing with.

His dad was Anthony Tallridge.

As in the most decorated police officer in history of Chicago Beauty.

So he has a great role model as a cop.

The worst father a cop can have.

He'll do anything to measure up.

All right, I understand the psychology of it, but

not why you put everything on the line for him.

Loyalty.

Blind loyalty.

And maybe one day it'll be me who crosses the line,

Rich draws in the sand, and he'll be there for me.

Being a good friend is more important than my banker.

I admire that.

Glad you're on my side.

Is that more important than you're duty?

Got something.

Northeast corner of the facility definitely looks like our boy.

It got away through a storm drain.

I don't know where this thing leads.

It must be a vent for the tank. He's inside.

Well, how do we get to him in there?

Ah, maybe after he eats, he'll feel full and he'll want to take a nap.

Look, if he can get into the tank through the pipes...

Now I know he can get out that way.

It's a long time to the very interesting.

It's out of the tank, and it's headed back towards the cars.

Oh.

That's my car!

How the hell does that thing know how to drive a car?

Probably from the human DNA he's made up that.

We're with DNA heads on the bad driver.

I thought it was going to be safer on the ground.

Did you make a left on the bad driver?

Where the seat belt is at today?

It's going north on spring.

How we doing on that road block?

That block's in the box and it's turned on the next block.

No, it's continuing north. We got it.

I don't know how to shoot up my car.

Hold your positions. Keep it in your sights.

Nobody in the car.

Where is he?

Somewhere in the sewer system.

Oh! Mary!

Trust me. You do not want to go in there.

All right, we won't be able to track him as long as he stays down in the sewer system.

The water and the concrete shields the signal.

I thought this was a no-brainer.

Now I have six traffic accidents to suppress and a seriously filed patrol car.

How did you let this thing get away from you?

It's smarter than we are.

Or at the very least, he's able to access the knowledge stored in the human DNA.

He's made up of.

What's he doing here?

He's an eyewitness, sir.

So what do we do now? Lower him out with more human fat stores?

We can't.

He apparently digested everything in the storage facility, which

happens to be all the stored human fat in the greater Chicago area.

How is that possible? There were thousands of gallons stored there.

He was really, really hungry.

We're thinking his metabolism is abnormally fast, which

is a goodness because it means he'll get hungry faster.

What will he eat then?

Donuts and potato chips.

We don't know, sir.

But apparently, the sewer system is on a closed loop,

so he'll be confined to the Chicago Municipal Area.

As long as he doesn't know how to buy an Amtrak ticket.

You know, I don't care if you are an eyewitness.

One more smart ass remark and I'll lock your ass up for the rest of the decade.

All right.

As soon as he surfaces to look for food, we'll pick up the signal.

We'll be right on it.

Well, I hope it's that simple. And where's O'Malley now?

Out getting all this set up?

He's... tying up loose ends.

Sorry.

Got here as soon as I could.

Thanks. I appreciate what you did.

I don't even know what to say.

Oh, that's a nice change.

I think I know where I screwed up, but if I just

followed orders, I wouldn't be in this place.

All right, I accept that.

It's not about following orders.

I didn't want to.

But you're the kind of cop who's always going to go his own way.

Who knows that sometimes you've got to break the rules.

Thank you.

Yeah, but when I bend the rules, it's because I'm trying to help people.

And how many different?

Yeah, you bend the rules for your ego.

Try to prove you're as good as your old man.

I closed the case and justice gets done.

And I thought this wasn't about me following orders.

No, it's about us.

I trusted you as a friend to lay off and you screwed me rich.

I didn't realize that's what I was doing.

And at least I didn't screw you as bad as I screwed myself.

I'm a charge of homicide.

I got to clean my name.

No, you're not going to do anything.

I could go down 30 to life.

No.

Because I'm going to try to figure out a way to prove that you didn't kill Bishop.

how

And don't say you can't tell me.

I need you to trust me to handle it.

Even when every bone in your body wants to step in.

This is for your old sake and for our friendship.

I swear my father's great.

Hey, Nicky.

What do I do if this DA calls me back in?

I mean, you're not always easy to reach these days.

I'm not supposed to give this out. As far as I'm concerned, I didn't.

But if you have a problem, call me on the cell.

Let's do that, guys.

Okay. Got it. Let's back.

Thought our Emma didn't work on this thing.

No, no. These are custom rounds.

Floated with industrial enzymes used to dissolve the facts.

Yeah. Drain the clogger, essentially.

I know.

These are my findings that come up with the formula.

Sean, are you still upset about us needing to kill this thing?

Needing to kill this thing?

You're starting to sound like o'malley.

That's harsh.

I'm just questioning the logic.

Special unit 2 is not an extermination service.

It's not just to kill anything that doesn't happen to be human.

Look, we've been over this. Okay, it took a life, Sean.

And it is life. Something brand new.

Something potentially fascinating.

Just the biologist and you coming out?

Are you curious?

We owe it to ourselves to find out what it is and why it is.

To give it some kind of honor.

Even if in the end we have to kill it.

Got a signal here. Arbor in 11th. He's coming back up.

You might think this beautiful garnet necklace would cost $500, even a thousand.

But because we're cutting out the middleman, we are able to offer it to you.

Larry, are you going to spend the rest of your life in the shower?

Yeah, what's going on?

Now, this in itself represents an incredible value.

But we're not going to stop there.

If you order right now, we'll also throw in this fear of measures.

It's all I can tell you. How many of those do we have left?

Okay, we've only got seven of these left.

You better hurry, call in. Because they are flying out of here.

Okay.

How much time?

Larry?

You know what I'm going to do?

Larry?

Larry?

Are you okay?

Larry?

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Take a sampling of it.

The husband's body's in the bathroom.

Judging from its picture, it appears it was drained

of a substantial amount of body fat as well.

Barry, I'm tracking signal, keeps popping up and disappearing.

He's coming up to look for food.

But no new fatality supporter.

No, not yet.

I wonder why.

I'm pretty picky about dessert.

Well, now that this thing has developed a taste for human

flesh, it's only a matter of time before it kills again.

And if his metabolism really is that fast, it's

going to need to feed sooner rather than later.

It'll do what it has to do to survive. It's a food chain.

In this case, literally.

I'm out of here.

You beat me?

Yeah, I need a favor.

You, you want a favor?

After you put me up there on that tank, expose me to a radioactivizer to open.

And then I do this for me.

I'm going to overlook the next three misdemeanors.

He's throwing a felony burglary. And I thank you.

And we'll talk.

Benson. Yeah, I got it.

We're on our way. Nick.

They picked up the tracer again.

He's above ground and they figured out where I'll be heading.

It's a five out of room hotel.

This thing just got here.

Which is the bad news.

There must be miles of plumbing in a hotel.

O'Malley.

Hey, you're Nicky.

What's up?

It's me.

Something happened with the DA?

No, no, no. You know, I wanted to call and say I'm sorry about today.

So we're cool.

Yeah, completely. And we'll catch up later.

I'm in the middle of something.

Oh, you got it. All right, light.

You did not give Rich that number.

It'll be all right.

Yeah, it's tall, Rich. Bad 74951.

Mm-hmm. I said if it happened locate on a cell phone, I just connected with it.

Yeah, you should be able to triangulate.

All right, great. Thanks a lot.

Got the water and sewage lines in and out. This thing's not going anywhere.

Everyone break up into teams. Every team gets a tracking device.

We go floor by floor and flush this thing out.

Let's go.

Just keep looking.

There's nothing unusual about today or the last few days.

Two fun risers last night, a luncheon today.

And who are you looking for?

Murderer.

Look, we need to know where you dump your garbage

and if you keep large amounts of fat stored in our

around the premises.

Good idea in case he's broadening his appetite.

Who? The murderer?

I don't understand.

Just answer the questions, please.

We dispose of all of our meat trimmings and the oil

from the fire every night, including last night.

Now, if you don't mind, I have to get back to work.

This seminar group has a very particular menu.

This seminar group with Epi, the Diet Seminar.

Let's hear it from the inside out.

From the inside out. You know why every other diet doesn't work?

Because those diets don't have ears.

And if you don't have ears, you can't listen to you.

And what are you saying?

You're saying you want to eat.

Now, let's hear it from the inside out.

From the inside out.

Oh, now we know what you're doing here.

You can eat before.

From the inside out.

And I'm not denying you, you're urges.

I'm not telling you they're wrong. I can give you the inner strength to not overeat.

From the inside out.

Let's hear it.

There you go. You can lose weight, how?

From the inside out.

I'm going to lose weight, 317 pounds.

He's going to fit it out here.

I am living proof. Coco, police, we need everyone to evacuate the room immediately.

Nobody panic, it's just a standard evacuation.

What's a standard evacuation?

I don't know, but it sounded good.

What's going on here? We're not evacuating, unless there's a good reason.

There's your reason.

Move it!

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waaa

He's rounding out powerful enough. We're going to need the bazooka.

Get containment in here now.

Hey!

What's going on, ?

Something sank off of the gun.

He's behind the podium!

Who's behind the podium?

Rich, get out of here.

Is it the Gal Kilbishop?

What the hell are you armed with?

Just go, you gave me your word.

Nicky, I'm here. All right, you might as well let me help.

Do you need to shoot me?

Nick!

Nice to have some of this stuff in my kitchen sink.

I can't believe you shot him!

I loaded the gun with trunk darts to wake up with a bad hangover

and a couple of hours of amnesia.

Because you knew we might track you down?

I knew it was a possibility.

I was just hoping you wouldn't.

No, I'm not to get between you and your duty.

o'Malley? I found what you needed.

Yeah, I got it. We'll be right there.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Am I forgetting what?

You know the appreciation part?

Come on.

Come on.

Thank you, Carl.

All righty.

Could you ask me nicely?

I got it for you.

You got what?

Dead purpose.

o'Malley asked me to keep my ears open to find a real guilty dead guy.

This one had a record for robbery homicide a mile long.

He just hit an armored car and his partner's killed him.

You know, you can't trust anybody these days.

So you're going to pin Bishop's murder on him and clear Rich's name?

Well, I had some evidence at the forensics lab.

Make it look like he was at the scene.

I don't think he'll care much being dead and all.

Hey, Kate!

Catch!

Look for Mayor?

It's, uh, him!

Once the enzymes dissolve them, it left it a nerve polymer residue,

which, uh, no one knew what to do with.

Is that me?

So this is your way of honoring it?

And, uh, my great stocking suffers.

Hey, hey, Phil.

Well, I messed up in the head about what happened at Downtown.

The guy you corner snuck up on me from behind?

I knocked you out cold.

Before we got him.

He could have done to me when he did the bishop.

You glad you got your bad back?

Yeah. Thanks.

But if you hadn't found the guy, you know I would.

I'm sure that's true.

No matter what, you promised me.

Hey, like you said, I'd been the rules.

Yeah, but that's different from going back on your word.

Well, you'll forgive me.

Maybe in a couple of months, I won't be as pissed off.

Come on, mate.

Don't bother, Rich. You went too far, man.

You know, your relentless copy father will be proud.

The year allows you, friend.

Any special unit cars in the vicinity, please report

to Mabel to the middle school possible link activity.

Has things up with your partner?

You're my father.