All language subtitles for Law.and.Order.Organized.Crime.S02E21.1080p.PCOK.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.x264-WHITEHAT-NHI

- In the nation's
largest city,

the vicious and violent
members of the underworld

are hunted by the detectives

of the Organized Crime
Control Bureau.

These are their stories.

- I think my father
staged a shooting

when he was on the job.

- Do you have evidence?

- Not yet,
but I know where to get it.

- You bought a gun

and are apparently
prepared to commit murder.

- The man killed our father.

- I never should've told you.

- Somebody robbed Ulrich's
place before we got there.

- Maybe that's exactly
what you want me to think.

- Mr. Webb,
I'd never double-cross you.

- Raymond Moss,
the owner of the print

they pulled off the rental van.

Don't move.

- Who hired you
to go in Ulrich's house

- and take the money?
- I'm not saying a damn thing.

- A little girl went missing
this morning from a bodega...

Sara Santos.

- I need to pay them $100,000
to get Sara back.

So I asked Frank for the money.

- The cash that
Donnelly gave Rosario,

the serial numbers
match the money

that you and Donnelly
dropped at Ulrich's.

- Donnelly is settin' you up
to take the fall.

- We gotta deal with it
head-on.

What's on my agenda tonight?

- Zoom with Karlo Capital
at 7:00.

Drinks with
the Dubai contingent at 8:30.

Massage at 10:00.

- Cancel Karlo
and move up the massage.

- Mr. Efremov, Valerie Price.

Would you care
to comment on the report

that your family's
potash mines in Laos

are an environmental
catastrophe waiting to happen?

- Fake news.

Call my
corporate communications.

I'll be happy
to sit down for an interview

and disabuse you of my haters.

Now, if you'll
please excuse me.

- Mr. Efremov, Mr. Efremov,

just... all I need
is just one comment.

One comment! One...

* *

- Wait here, please.

- One moment, sir. Thank you.

- Let's go, let's go,
let's go, ah?

- Uh-uh.

* *

All clear.

I will reschedule the massage.

I'm across the hall
if you need anything.

- I never do.

* *

Jet, I need your help.
Got a sec?

- Bring it.

- These slugs, they were fired
into a tree 40 years ago.

- 40 years ago?
- Mm-hmm.

- Wow.
- It's super well-preserved.

- I guess the bark formed
a protective pocket around it.

Anyway, that friend of yours
in Ballistics,

think she can
get anything of 'em?

- What are you looking for?
- The gun that fired 'em.

- Oh, my friend is the me
of guns and bullets, so...

I'll ask her.

- Well, if she's
half as good as you,

I know she'll deliver.

- Stabler.

Nova's got something. Let's go.

* *

Nova, you okay?

- Look like
you've seen a ghost.

- I hope not.

- Webb ordered a hit.
- Okay, on who?

- Detective Stabler.

Man, you've been greenlit.

* *

* *

* *

- Hey.
- What the holy hell are you

- doing out here?
- I'm puttin' in that hot tub

you've been complaining about
for the last five months.

- Seriously, babe?
- It is 5:30

in the freakin' morning.

You're gonna wake the baby.

- Honey, you know how
I've been tellin' you

I've been saving
for a rainy day?

- Yeah.
- It's rainin'.

Oh, my God.

- You can't tell me that I have
to move out for my own safety

and then tell me not to worry.

- You're packed.
- It's a formality.

It's just part of the job,
Mama.

- Yeah, yeah, that's just
what your father used to say.

He was lying then,
and you're lying now.

- Dad, listen to Grandma.

We need to know why we're being
shipped off to Kathleen's.

There's cops sitting outside.

- That's out of
an abundance of caution.

It's just for a little while,
just to be on the safe side.

- A little while.
- Well, I'm not going anywhere

till you tell me
what's going on.

- Look.

There was a threat, okay?
And that's all there is to it.

- Th... threat?
- Who threatened you?

- I can't talk about that.
- Elliot, I'm your mother!

- This is a situation
that's just... it's gonna pass.

We're gonna go
right back to normal.

We'll go to Maine.
We'll get an Airbnb.

We'll fish. We'll hike.

We'll do all that nature stuff.
How does that sound?

- That sounds like
something you say to get

people to stop
asking you questions.

* *

- How are things
with your family?

I moved them into Kathleen's.

- I'm putting a car
on her building

and a rotating tail
on you 24/7.

Cho, Maldonado,
you're up first.

- Copy.
- We've got your back, Stabler.

- I know you do.

So what's the latest intel
from Nova?

- I'm not sure,

but I'm getting a list
of Marcy Killer triggermen.

- Could be a new recruit...

you know, someone
who wants to make their bones.

What's up?

- I don't know,
all this talk about hits

and hitmen, I just...
I feel really weird.

- No need to feel weird.
- I'm not goin' anywhere.

- Good to know.

- Look, something's
not adding up.

Why is Webb
making this move now?

- The guy
got robbed three times.

He's not
gettin' the money back,

he's gonna get
his street cred back,

and someone's gonna pay for it.

- But if we can
get him his money back,

then we can fix this.

- Yeah, we could,
but Raymond Moss

is not giving up who hired him,
so that's a dead-end.

- So let's look the other way,
the Ulrich mansion.

Who allowed Moss to gain access

and walk out of there
with all that cash?

The robbery
at Ulrich's mansion...

we have reason to believe
you were involved.

- That's ridiculous.

- There wasn't a scratch
on the safe.

We checked
with the household staff.

Besides you,
Ulrich was the only one

that knows the security code.

- The household staff?
- That's your evidence?

- Well, there's also this.

- You recognize these men?
- Should I?

- One of these two cops asked
you to steal the money back.

Don't deny it.
I know they were there.

I know you talked to 'em.
Which one?

- That one.

* *

- Frank, hey. We gotta talk.

- What?
- We gotta talk.

- No, in here.

- No, there are people
in there.

- In here.

Guys, I need the room. Screw.

C'mon.

What's the rush?

What's up?

What'd you wanna talk about?

- Let's talk about the heist.

- What heist?

- Ulrich mansion heist.

- Yeah, what about it?

- You knew that safe
was gonna be empty, didn't you?

- I thought
it was a good possibility.

I didn't wanna go into
Fort Knox without a plan B.

- What does that mean, plan B?

- Well, I bribed Ulrich's
head of security in advance.

Made for a much easier job.

- Then what the hell
were we doin'?

Why did we go
to all the trouble then?

- Are you not listening?
- I just told you.

I had the head of security
in my back pocket

at a money launderer's mansion.

- I heard that.
- I figured, "Hey,

if there's money in the safe,
it's a plus."

Besides, it was
a good test for you.

- What...
- What does that mean, a test?

- They said
the safe was uncrackable.

You cracked it, okay?

Why do you think
I made you my number two?

Because you can handle
stuff like this.

Nobody else in my crew
could've done that,

pulled it off, all right?
Any other questions?

- Yeah, actually. Yeah.

- Why my credit card?
- What do you mean?

- Why'd you use my credit card
to rent that van?

Oh.

- Moss.
- Ah, Moss.

- Yeah, Moss.
- He's a McCutcheon's fly.

He's a wannabe avenger.
That's how I know, okay?

I told him to find a fall guy.

I had no friggin' idea
he was gonna pick you.

- How'd he get my credit card?
- I don't know, think about it!

Maybe that night you were
buying all the rounds...

maybe he grabbed
your credit card receipt

out of the garbage
or off the bar.

I can't believe you're accusing
me of this stuff, man.

We're brothers.
I've always had your back.

- Am I accusing you?

Hey, Jet.

You know that charge
on my credit card

having to do with
the renting of that van?

Right, right.

So what was the last charge
before that one?

McCutcheon's.

Ah, it's a bar tab.

Mm, no.

No, no. I'm just asking.

All right, yeah.
All right, bye.

Anything you wanna say to me?

No?

We good?

- What would you have done
if it was me?

Shoot you in the head.

As long as
you don't hold a grudge.

You...

- I need a little rest.
- I know.

- Yeah. You're a little tense.

* *

- Hey, bud, what's up?

- Grandma's having an episode.

- What does that mean,
an episode?

- She started talking about
the pharmaceutical industry.

That shifted to Grandpa Joe,

and... and the
"Real Housewives of Newark,"

which I don't think
is a thing.

- You know, they're called
succulents for a reason.

- Dad?

I'm worried about Grandma.

- If you give them too much
water, then they drown...

- Dad?
- Grandma's just...

she's out of her element,
you know?

It's been
a lot of change for her.

She's just unfamiliar
with her circumstances,

her surroundings,
you know what I'm saying?

So, um, do you know
if she's taking her meds?

- No.
- Put Kathleen on.

- Wait, who's on the phone?

- Put Kathleen on the phone.
- I need to know...

- What was that sound?

- Elliot, are you all right?
- Stabler!

You hit?

- Ah. No, no, no.

- Stabler, you good?
- I'm good, I'm good.

- I'm good.
- Where is he?

I don't see anyone.

- Are you all right?
- What was that?

- Call it in.
- Not yet.

- Elliot!
- Hey, Mama.

- Elliot, what was that noise?
- Are you all right?

- Are you hurt?
- No.

- Oh, thank God.
- I heard a loud noise.

- I'm all right.

- I thought something
terrible had happened.

- I'm all right.

I love you.
Everything's all right.

- Washed about 65K so far

through Kilbride's
library project.

- Let's keep that going.

Speaking of Kilbride...

- Give this to him when you can.
- Yes, Mr. Webb.

- Come in.

I didn't summon you.

- You touch me again,
I'll shoot you.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Everybody, stand down outside
except Nova.

* *

Stabler,

you are either out of
your mind, suicidal, or both.

- I had a little problem
outside my house last night.

- Maybe you should move
to a better neighborhood.

- I know you think
I took your money.

You know one thing
I know for certain?

You have no idea what I think.

- Call it off.

- Call what off?

- I have a lead
on who stole your money

out of Ulrich's safe.

- What am I supposed to do
with that little tidbit?

- You give me more time.

- I will have repayment
in the currency of my choosing.

You're out of time.

* *

- You kill a cop,
everything you've built

is gonna go
right down the toilet.

- Toilet, huh?
- Yeah.

- Yeah, well, I was born
knee-high in a sewer.

Man, get yo' ass out my office.

* *

- Where were Cho and Maldonado?

- Right across the street
then right by my side.

We swept the area
and no sign of a shooter.

- I'm fine.
- Elliot, this is real.

- I know it's real.

- Webb took
a legitimate shot at you.

We need to move in on him.

- What are you
gonna charge him with,

hearsay evidence from an
undercover whose identity

we can't reveal
for her own protection?

- I'm gonna talk to Nova.

We need something,
something concrete ASAP.

- Got a hit.

Crime techs pulled a slug

out of a dumpster
near Stabler's apartment.

Striations were intact.

The bullet was traced back
to a gun that was used

in a high-profile killing
a few nights ago.

- High-profile killing where?

- Blakeshire Hotel
in Manhattan.

- Ilya Efremov.

- Global venture capitalist...

he's the latest victim
in a pattern of similar kills.

Auriel Madrid, Eugene Tucker,
Alejandro Rosales, Rohan Bhatt.

- Arms dealer, drug lord.

- Human trafficker
and hedge-fund fraudster.

- All killed
by an unknown assassin

within a span
of the last nine months.

- So Webb has outsourced
to a professional hit man?

- Or some kind of revenge cabal
with a social conscience.

- It doesn't sound like Webb.

Why wouldn't he give it
to a Marcy Killer?

- It's a little close to home.

You wanna whack a cop,

I think you wanna
maintain some distance, right?

Donnelly's called
a meeting of the Brotherhood.

- I don't like it.
- Don't answer.

- I kind of have to.

I'm now second-in-command.

* *

- Hey.
- Hey.

- About time you showed up.
- I had a rough night.

- Hair of the dog, bruh.

- All right, so listen.
- I got a announcement to make.

- Uh-oh, somebody got
their prostate results back.

Ha ha.

- The reason I gathered you
all here together, my brethren,

is this: I had a kid.

- Yeah, we know.
- Looks like Stanwood.

- What you don't know is,

I screwed up
my first batch pretty good.

- Not surprising.

- And I don't wanna repeat
the pattern with my new boy.

This is my last shot
to get it right.

You know what I mean?

- So what are you telling us?

- I'm steppin' back.

- Wait, this is
a goodbye speech?

- I don't want
another Donnelly out there

spending the rest of his life
running around

trying to recover
from his old man, okay?

So I'm out.

- What do you mean "out?"

* *

- I'm steppin' down
as leader of the Brotherhood.

Don't panic.

I'm leaving you
in very capable hands

because Stabler is taking over.

- No, no.
- What kind of BS is this?

- Hey, it's the right move.
- I thought this through, okay?

It benefits everyone.

- More like you got yours,
and now you're gone.

- That's exactly
what it sounds like.

- That's not what it likes.
- Listen up, okay?

This thing of ours
was passed down to me.

Now I'm passing it down to you.

There's nobody better
than Stabler to take over.

- Frank...
- It's a done deal.

You're the new leader
of the Brotherhood.

Don't screw it up.

* *

- Hey, what was that in there?

- I gave you the keys
to the family car.

Don't wrap it
around a telephone pole.

- Frank, I don't know
what you're considering,

but I'm not really ready
for this,

and neither are they, for me.

- Listen,
forget those two, okay?

Day you start
bringing the money in,

they'll be buying you
Cuban cigars by Christmas.

- What if I don't want it?
- You ever consider that?

- What do you want, Stabler?

- You know, I like
the extra money and all that,

but you saw their reaction.
They hate this.

- So you sayin' no?

- I'm sayin'
we need to think about it.

- Listen.

You're gonna love it,
all right?

Believe me, being the boss
of the Brotherhood,

closest you'll ever get
to playing God.

* *

- Father God,
I pray you release

this spirit of vengeance
from my heart.

I need strength
that I can't find.

Take this burden from my hands.

* *

- Hey, we got
the street cam footage

from the corner at Norman.

- That our shooter?
- Time stamp adds up.

This was seconds
after the shot at Stabler.

- Can we get closer?

- The picture's washed out
'cause the cam was super dirty.

It's not much,
but it's the only shot I have.

- Enough for facial rec?

- Do I not live
for a challenge?

What's up?

- So I got some news for you.

Donnelly's steppin' down.

- Stepping down
from the Brotherhood?

- Uh, yeah, and guess who
he gave the reins to.

- No.
- Yeah.

What the hell
is this guy's play?

- I have no idea.

I mean,
I usually can read the guy,

but this time, I'm...
I just don't know.

- All right, come in.
- We'll figure it out.

* *

- Whoa.

- Mm-hmm?
- Stabler.

Got something
you're gonna wanna hear.

- Uh, your assassin...
- What about him?

- He's a she.

Your hit man is a woman.

* *

- So what do we know
about this hit woman?

- Name's Natalie Dumont,

- goes by Belladonna.
- Belladonna?

- Deadly nightshade.

She's 34,
lived for ten years in Italy...

Puglia to be exact.

- What's her history?

- Born in Ohio.
- Her dad was an army ranger.

Her mother was Ugandan.
Both dead.

I pulled her service record
and was able to match her photo

with the facial rec from
the security cam on Norman.

She enlisted at 19,
did two tours in Afghanistan.

Then she went AWOL.

Been connected to several
mercenary units ever since.

Girl is metal.

- We gotta find her.
- Before she finds you.

- I have somethin':

burner phone
Webb bought yesterday.

Call log only shows one number.

- So that's what
you were doin'.

- You took Webb's phone?
- I was careful.

- So is there
any way to triangulate

where that number is now?

- I can get you a general area

down to a couple square miles,

which you'll then
have to scan with this:

stingray unit.

If you're close enough,
it can locate a phone

down to a few feet.

I'll give you a tutorial.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

* *

Make a left.

Okay, the signal's
getting stronger.

It's coming up.
Make this right.

- Wait for ESU.

- Yeah, I wouldn't have it
any other way.

- Here it is...
- 546 Russell Street,

apartment 104,

and I put the security app
on your phone.

* *

Are you in?

- NYPD, Natalie Dumont.

* *

- She's been casing
my entire family, not just me.

- How do you know that?
- I just found a file.

It's got everything in there...
all my personal data, my...

my misconduct file.

Got a picture of Eli in school

and Kathleen coming out
of her building.

- Okay, doubling up security
on Kathleen as we speak.

- Got a street cam hit on her.

Looks like she's headed east
towards a warehouse

at 1821 Bedford Ave.

There's some sort of show
happening there.

- You can't be a lone wolf...
- Copy that.

- Stabler.

* *

- NYPD! Get out of the way!
- Move, move!

Out of the way!

* *

Yeah, come in.

Hey, Pastor, come on in.

- Mr. Webb.
- Yeah.

Yeah, thanks. Thanks, Hugo.

So you came to talk
about the foundation?

- No.

- Okay, so what can I do
for you then?

- You can tell me
why you killed my father.

- You murdered him.
- Get that gun out of my face!

- Is that what my father
said to you?

Huh?

- I don't even know
who your father was.

- Tobias Riley.

- I don't know that name.
- Don't you do that.

- Derrick! What are you doin'?

- I'm righting all wrongs.
- Your brother is confused.

- It's the clearest my head
has been in a long time.

- Hey, Derrick,
give me the gun.

You don't know
what you're doin'.

Hey.

- Keep talkin' sense
into him, Nova,

'cause you know how this ends.

- You don't realize
what losing him did to me...

- what you did to me!
- Put that down, all right?

- So do you share
these sentiments?

I have no idea what he's
talkin' about, Mr. Webb.

Just... just please.
Let me talk to him.

- No.
- You leave her out of this.

- So you think
I killed your father, too,

this Tobias?

Is that why you ingratiated
yourself to me, huh?

Ate from my table?

- Look, Mr. Webb, my brother
is under a lot of stress.

He's...
he's not thinking straight.

- Carmen made her own bed,
and that is fine!

- Stop!
- Mr. Webb, you will answer

to us and to God!

Ah!

- Stay down.

- You shot me.
- I said stay down, Derrick!

- What the hell just happened?
- Everything is under control.

- Get him out of here
to our doctor now,

- and this never happened.
- Understood.

- Oh, Grandma!
- Be careful, there's...

oh, there's broken glass.

I know there's broken glass.

You think I don't see
the broken glass?

- Come on, Grandma.
- Let's get you to the couch.

- Oh, why don't you just
wrap me in Bubble Wrap

and drop me off
at the nearest antique store?

You know,
Joe would never stand for this,

not for a second.

Where is he? Where is Joe?

- Here, let's get you
to the couch.

- Wha... wha...

- Let's sit down first,
and then we can talk about Joe.

- But I...

I...

* *

* *

- Jesus.

* *

- Natalie Dumont.

Boy, you and I, we've been
through a lot, haven't we?

You know what the crime is?

We never got
the chance to talk.

Get to know each other.

So I'll start.
Here's the situation.

There's an army of feds outside
who want to talk to you

about a string of murders
like Ilya Efremov,

not to mention your recent
attempt to orphan my kids.

- I'm an orphan.

You learn how to survive.

See that?
Right now, all of a sudden,

we're sharing, we're talking.

I'm gettin' to know you
a little better.

But I'm actually here
to help you.

* *

- Why would you wanna do that?

- You have something I need.

- That's a nasty cut
on your neck.

- But you're the one
who's incarcerated.

Cooperate
with my investigation,

and your future could look
a whole lot better

than it does right now.

- Cooperate how?

- Let's talk
about Preston Webb.

* *

- Belladonna's confession
along with what Jet got

from the burner phone
gives us everything we need

to close the book
on Preston Webb.

- We gonna move on him tonight?

- No better time
than the present.

You took down
a professional hit woman.

With Nova's compiled evidence,

we'll be able to sweep the
Marcy Killer organization.

- The only thing left is a
dirty cop lookin' to set me up.

- We'll get Donnelly.
- Yeah.

- Take care of your face.

- Derrick, look.

- I just...
- No, you look, Carmen.

You should've let me kill him.

- Derrick,
you're not a gangster.

You're a pastor, a man of God.

- Am I?

I turned to the church,
to the love of God

so maybe I could, you know,
understand the pain

of losing a father,
and to help others in pain.

That's who I wanted to be.

- That's who you are.

You think
I'm not in the same pain?

It's why I chose this work,
Derrick.

It's why I put on a badge.

- But you laid
the truth at my feet

and expected me
not to act on it.

- That was a mistake.

Look, Preston Webb
is not your business.

He's mine.

- What's this?

- Bus ticket to Chicago.

You goin' home.

* *

- What?
- How much is in that?

- 2 mil, give or take.

You knew this day was coming.

Now it's here, okay?
So, you know, we gotta go.

- Where are we going? Hmm?

- I got us
new passports, new names,

and a private plane to Belize.

- No.

Frank, we cannot
just up and leave, all right?

What about my mom?

- Honey...
- What about your family?

We are building a life here.

- We can build
a new life there, a better one.

- No, you promised.

You promised that Junior
was gonna have a family

with all of his cousins,
all of his step-brothers...

- I know, but do you want him
to grow up not knowing his dad

like you did?
Is that what you want?

All right, we got one shot
to make this work

so we can get away clean.

All right,
that means nobody can know,

and it's not forever.

Once the heat dies down,
then, you know,

we can come back and visit.

- When?
- When are we coming back?

- Whenever you want.

- Christmas?

- Yeah.
- I can make that happen.

- Is that a promise?
- I promise you.

* *

- What's our new name,
Donnelly?

Better be a good one.

* *

- You doin' okay?

- Feels like a question
I should be asking you.

- Thanks for taking 'em in.
- Of course.

- I love you, Dad.
- I love you too.

Sorry I scared you.

I'll try not to let it
happen again, okay?

Hmm.

- Dad.
- Hey.

- Hey.

- What happened?
- I got in a scuffle.

It's nothing.
You should see the other guy.

But there is a hole
in your bedroom wall.

- A what?

- We'll talk later about it.

Mom?

Mama.

- Elliot, what are you
doing here at this hour?

- Couldn't let the day end

without seeing my best girl,
could I?

- You really think
that's gonna work for you, huh?

- It used to.

- What's that?
- Mm, it's nothing.

- It looks worse than it is.
- It looks pretty bad.

- Mm.

- Elliot, I just want us
to be home, where we belong.

- I know.

I know.

- Can we have that?

- Soon.

* *

Get some beauty sleep...
not that you need it.

* *

- Jet, hey.
- Hey.

You probably
should invite me in.

- Yeah, you're probably right.
- It's kind of a wreck,

but yeah, come on.

- Whoa.
- Oh, yeah.

- Dude.
- Mm.

- You know how to party.
- That's my reputation.

This wasn't exactly
a social gathering, though.

- Yeah, I can see that.

- What's up?

- You're on my way home,
so I thought I'd stop by

and give you the news
in person.

- Ballistics?
- Yup.

She ran the slug
that you found in that tree.

It matches the slug they pulled
out of your father's leg

in that shooting 40 years ago.

* *

Those slugs came
from the same gun...

that was owned by my
father's partner, Gus Hanson.

- So your father was shot
by his partner?

- Yeah...
- to cover up a dirty shooting.

- Oh.

* *

Sorry.

- It's okay.
- I asked for information.

You got it for me.
I appreciate it.

- I'm still sorry.

- Want some help cleaning up?
- No, I got it.

I got it.

- No, you don't.

But thank you
for letting me off the hook.

- Good night, Jet.

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