Burgess’s house
Zoe Silver: Where's Mommy?
Burgess: Hi. She didn't sleep with you?
Zoe Silver: No.
Burgess: Okay. Nicole?
Zoe Silver: I already checked. She's not here.
Burgess: Well, we're just gonna have to figure this out, won't we? Go get dressed, hon. I'll take you to school.
Living room
Burgess: Nicole, it's 7:00 in the morning. Where are you? I need to get to work. Can you call me?
21
Burgess: It's just not like her. Nicole would never just not come home.
Ruzek: Maybe she got lucky.
Burgess: My conservative sister?
Intelligence’s office
Ruzek: She's been married to that pretentious idiot for ten years. She deserves a little luck.
Burgess: Okay. Okay, fine. Then why isn't she answering her calls? It keeps going straight to voicemail.
Ruzek: Kim, when people go out all night, their phones die. Happens to me all the time. Happened to me one time. Just once… There you go.
Phone
Burgess: Where the hell are you?
Nicole Silver: Help me. I'm in trouble.
Burgess: Nicole? What's the matter? Nicole?
Nicole Silver: Kim...
Burgess: Nicole?
Ruzek: What happened?
Burgess: She said she was in trouble. I don't...
Phone
Nicole Silver: Hey, it's Nicole. Please leave a message.
Burgess: Nicole, where are you? Call me.
Atwater: What's the matter, Kim?
Burgess: It... It keeps going to voicemail.
Voight: Who?
Burgess: My sister. She went out with her girlfriends last night and never came home. She just called. She said she was in trouble. The call cut out, and now she's not answering, and she sounds really scared.
Voight: Well, let's ping her phone. Take somebody. Go look for her.
Ruzek: I'll go.
Burgess: Thanks.
Street
Burgess: Okay, the call logs show she made three calls from Lake Street, two to 911 that were disconnected, hitting off two different towers... There, there.
Ruzek: Like she was in a moving car.
Burgess: Yeah. Or a train. Her call to me this morning... It had the weakest signal.
Ruzek: The weakest signal would be from inside of the station.
Station
Burgess: Nicole? Nicole! Oh, my God. Hey, no... Hey, it's me. It's me. It's just me. It's just me. Are you hurt? What happened? Nicole, what happened? Nicole?
Nicole Silver: I was raped.
Burgess: Okay. She's losing a lot of blood. Call an ambulance.
Ruzek: Got it.
Burgess: Okay, I'm here. I'm here. I'm here. It's okay. I'm here, okay?
Chicago Med: ER
Natalie Manning: The X-ray showed free air in her abdomen, which means her bowel was perforated. It's why she's in so much pain.
Burgess: From a rape?
Natalie Manning: We haven't gotten the results from the SART exam, but everything I've seen is consistent with a vicious assault.
Nicole Silver: Kim!
Burgess: Yeah, yeah, I'm here. I'm here.
Nicole Silver: I'm scared.
Burgess: I know. Trust me. You're in really good hands. They're gonna fix you up, okay?
Nicole Silver: Where's Zoe?
Burgess: She's at school, and she's fine.
Nicole Silver: Does she know?
Burgess: No. No. Nicole, can you remember anything that happened? Even the smallest detail would help.
Nicole Silver: I can't remember.
Natalie Manning: I'm sorry. They're waiting in the OR.
Burgess: I love you.
Intelligence’s office
Voight: What do we know about Burgess' sister?
Atwater: Yeah, uh, Nicole Silver. She's in surgery right now with injuries sustained from what appears to be a brutal rape. She has no recollection of the attack or who attacked her.
Ruzek: We do know that Nicole was out with girlfriends last night. They were celebrating a friend's birthday.
Lindsay: Burgess said that her sister's going through a nasty divorce. She's fighting for custody of her daughter.
Olinsky: We look at the husband?
Lindsay: Jordan Silver. He's flying back from Pittsburgh right now.
Voight: Hey. How's Nicole?
Burgess: She's still sedated. The doctor said she was sodomized. That's why the blood...
Halstead: Uh, tox report came back.
Burgess: Yeah?
Halstead: Her blood alcohol was .12, which is not enough to make her black out, but she had enough ketamine in her system to knock out a horse.
Voight: All right, get the names of the women at the birthday party. Find the bars they hit. Let's go.
Burgess: Sarge?
Voight: Yeah?
Burgess: Thank you for taking this on.
Voight: An attack on your family is an attack on our family.
Jasmine’s office
Jasmine: So, you're the kick-ass sister. Nicole was bragging about you last night.
Burgess: Yeah?
Jasmine: It's one of the few things I remember. My head feels like a World War II documentary today. What's this about?
Olinsky: Well, Nicole was sexually assaulted sometime late last night or early this morning.
Jasmine: Oh, my God. What happened?
Burgess: She doesn't remember. Jasmine, can you walk us through the evening, please?
Jasmine: I don't know what to tell you. Uh, there were six of us. We had dinner at the Pump Room. It was my birthday. Lots of wine, lots of laughs.
Olinsky: Did any men come around?
Jasmine: You know, there was this one kind of creepy guy at the bar. Nicole swore he was giving her the eye.
Burgess: Can you describe him?
Jasmine: White guy, wore a hat, but he never came over.
Burgess: And then what?
Jasmine: I went home. But they all went to Jinx's. I'm too old for Jinx's. I'm so sorry, Kim. Nicole was having such a good time.
Burgess: Yeah. Thanks. Al?
Olinsky: Thank you.
Jinx's
Atwater: Hey. Nicole Silver. She was here last night.
Jimmy: Honestly, the volume of ladies in here... They all start to blur.
Ruzek: Well, kind of a blur for the ladies, too, though, right? I mean, this bar's got a reputation for serving them shots until they can't see straight.
Jimmy: Serving drinks is my job.
Ruzek: Over-serving drinks is a violation of the Chicago Liquor Code, and we know at least one girl who was over-served last night, so take another look.
Jimmy: Let me see it again. There was a group of ladies that came in late. She was one of them.
Atwater: Was she with a man?
Jimmy: From what I understand, she was trying to get away from one.
Ruzek: All right, can you describe him?
Jimmy: No, but the bouncer got a good look. Hey, Hector!
Office
Hector: That's him. The old guy.
Atwater: Okay. What was the problem?
Hector: Lady complained some creep was following her, so I told him to get the hell out.
Atwater: What did he say?
Ruzek: Ooh, Hector.
Hector: I didn't expect the old dog to pack a punch like that.
Ruzek: All right, well, we're gonna need all the tapes.
Atwater: Yeah. We won't show anybody.
Intelligence’s office
Atwater: We were able to get one clean image from the surveillance footage to run facial recognition, and found Arlen Pfister.
Ruzek: Got two priors for domestic abuse. He beat a man into a coma in a road rage incident on the Dan Ryan Expressway, did a year for aggravated assault.
Lindsay: We showed a photo array to Jasmine and the bouncer at Jinx's Bar, and they both ID'd Pfister.
Voight: Any other women at the birthday party?
Halstead: We spoke to everyone except for Denise Miranda... We left her a message... They all said that they saw an older guy wearing a hat at the Pump Room.
Voight: All right. Call the State's Attorney. Get a sneak and peek warrant. We do not want this guy to know he's on our radar.
Halstead: Yeah.
Garden
Fight
Atwater: Chicago PD!
Arlen Pfister: Oh, I thought you were trying to rob me. My bad.
Atwater: You good?
Ruzek: Yeah, I guess.
Arlen Pfister’s apartment
Olinsky: Clear.
Halstead: Clear. Al?
Interview room
Voight: Nicole Silver. You've been following her for two weeks.
Arlen Pfister: The last I checked, taking pictures wasn't a crime.
Voight: Aggravated sexual assault... Last time I checked, that's a Class 1 felony.
Arlen Pfister: Yeah. It's sad news. It wasn't me.
Halstead: We've got witnesses saying that you were stalking her. And this picture looks like it was taken from inside her apartment.
Arlen Pfister: Mm-hmm. I know how it looks.
Voight: Looks like you're obsessed with her. Looks like you attacked her last night. That's how it looks.
Arlen Pfister: Um... I was hired to find things about her. I do opposition research.
Voight: So, you were hired by Nicole's estranged husband to dig up dirt on her?
Arlen Pfister: Well, let's just say the gloves had come off. Now, look, since we've cleared this matter up...
Halstead: Yeah, I'm not buying it.
Arlen Pfister: Well, I've got a check to prove it.
Halstead: You see these pictures? They're really flattering, aren't they? I mean, I think you're into her.
Arlen Pfister: She's a lovely woman.
Halstead: Mm. Did you follow Nicole after Jinx's?
Arlen Pfister: I'd already been made. Had to giddy-up.
Halstead: Do you have an alibi?
Arlen Pfister: Yeah. Massage therapist by the name of Candi Tempte. Pretty sure that wasn't her real name.
Voight: Yeah, so where were the rest of the women?
Arlen Pfister: They'd left at that point. It was just those two right there.
Halstead: Sarge, can I see you in the hall?
Hallway
Voight: What's up?
Halstead: Sarge, that is Denise Miranda. She's one of the women who was at the birthday. She's the only one we can't reach.
Eric’s home
Lindsay: When was the last time you spoke to Denise?
Eric: I've been calling her all day, but she doesn't answer. Something bad has happened to her.I know it for a fact.
Atwater: What makes you so sure?
Eric: Hercules. Uh, her dog. It's like her kid. She hates to leave him alone. And she sent me this video message last night.
Video
Denise Miranda: Hey, Eric!
Nicole Silver: Hi, Eric!
Denise Miranda: Eric, will you put Hercules inside? We're going to a party in Wicker Park. We'll come home right after.
Man: Come on, let's go.
Denise Miranda: I'll be right there.
Lindsay: What time was that at?
Eric: Around 1:30 this morning. She never came home.
Intelligence’s office
Halstead: All right. We've got a possible second rape victim. This is Denise Miranda. She's 34 years old, works at Macy's, did not show up to work today, and we're pinging her phone... So far, nothing.
Ruzek: After Jinx, they went to Thirsty Raven. That's where they did the video message at 1:42 a.m. The car's a black Audi Q7. The license plate isn't visible, but somebody's motioning to get them inside. Can't see his face, but it's a white male.
Olinsky: What about Mr. Shutterfly?
Lindsay: Arlen Pfister's alibi checks out. He put $500 on a Visa at Gentleman's Choice, and the... Therapist confirms he had a treatment at 1:30 a.m. Plus, he drives a Pontiac Aztek.
Voight: All right, lodge a BOLO, file a missing person's report on Denise Miranda, and get the DMV list of all black Audi Q7 owners in the region. Run it against known sex offenders. Look, Nicole was attacked and she was left for dead. Let's hope her friend is still out there.
Atwater: Whoa. Hey. We got a ping on Denise's phone. She's at 1227 Langdon Street. Real strong signal. It's not moving.
Voight: Hit it.
1227 Langdon Street
Atwater: So, she should be a few meters around this spot, right?
Ruzek: Yeah.
Atwater: Hear that?
Chicago Med: ER
Nicole Silver: I remember it was last call… These guys bought us drinks.
Burgess: Can you describe them?
Nicole Silver: White. Twenties, I guess. They looked like every other guy in the bar. One had dark hair. The other was kind of blond.
Burgess: Okay.
Nicole Silver: He invited us to a party. There was something about balloons.
Burgess: Balloons?
Nicole Silver: Yeah. There were all these balloons. The whole thing is like a nightmare I can't remember.
Burgess: Uh, do you remember the train station? Okay, how'd you get there, babe?
Nicole Silver: It was, uh... It must have been later. We were... We were in the car. I was waking up. I was sick. There were sparks in the sky. They were coming from the train. Denise was screaming. That's what woke me up. She was screaming, and she was pulling me from the car.
Burgess: Okay, so you and Denise... You got out of the car.
Nicole Silver: No. I couldn't move. I think she ran away. You... you have to talk to Denise.
Burgess: Nicole, Denise is missing. She never came home, and, um, we can't find her.
Nicole Silver: How could I have been so stupid?
Burgess: Look at me. You are not stupid. You were drugged and you were assaulted.
Intelligence’s office
Burgess: Nicole and Denise were at the Thirsty Raven at roughly 1:30 a.m. They were approached by two white males: 20s, 30s, one dark hair, one blond, which doesn't narrow it down much.
Ruzek: Atwater and I found Denise's phone about a mile away from the Thirsty Raven. It was wiped clean. No prints. Patrol's canvassing the area looking for witnesses, but they got nothing yet.
Atwater: Yeah, they tossed the phone so she couldn't call for help.
Halstead: Burgess, your sister said that she saw sparks from a train, right?
Burgess: Yeah.
Halstead: I worked a beat on Lake Street, and the L train there throws sparks. It's the same line that runs to the station where we found your sister.
Voight: All right, run all in-service calls around Lake Street. We got anything on those cars?
Lindsay: Yeah. The DMV lists 18 black Audi Q7 owners in Wicker Park... One was accused of aggravated rape last year. Guy by the name of Rex Goldwin.
Ruzek: Goldwin. No, I've read about that douchebag. He's like a local pickup guru. He teaches guys how to get laid.
Lindsay: Well, he was arrested by Area North. The victim said that Goldwin approached her in a bar, slipped ketamine in her drink, and then took her phone.
Olinsky: Same MO.
Lindsay: Yeah. State's Attorney couldn't make the case, so Goldwin beat the rap.
Voight: All right, dig up everything on this Goldwin. I want to pay this guy a visit.
Seminar
Rex Goldwin: Any man is capable of having any woman at any time. All you need is game. Who wants to know a dirty secret?
All: I do.
Rex Goldwin: What, are we in second grade? I said, "Who wants to know a dirty secret?" Yeah, okay, okay. Well, here it is. When a woman says no, it does not mean that the game is over. It means that the game has started. And my program will teach you how to break through a woman's artificial resistance and bring her to her desired state of consent. We're gonna get into that right after we break for lunch… Thank you. Thank you.
Voight: Hey, you got a second?
Rex Goldwin: Yeah. Want to go back here?
Room
Voight: So, every one of those guys pays 500 bucks?
Rex Goldwin: Heh. I got a message that the men of today need to hear.
Voight: Huh.
Rex Goldwin: To what do I owe this visit?
Voight: I'm just... I'm just curious. I mean, this whole "consent" thing is a mystery to me. I mean, how do you tell if a woman's just pretending to resist?
Rex Goldwin: You're asking as a cop?
Voight: No. Man to man.
Rex Goldwin: Well, if that's all you're interested in, stick around for the seminar. I'll comp you. I can tell that you're intrigued.
Voight: But even for an expert like you, the line's got to get fuzzy. You were accused of rape last year. The woman said that you drugged her. That doesn't sound like consent.
Rex Goldwin: Yeah. That woman said a lot of things. None of them were true, which is why the case never made it to trial.
Voight: Mm-hmm. You drive a black Audi Q7?
Rex Goldwin: Yeah. You a car guy?
Voight: Only when they're involved in a crime. So, where were you last night?
Rex Goldwin: My car's parked in the garage. You're welcome to check it out.
Voight: Nah. You recognize them?
Rex Goldwin: No. I'm not into cougars, my man. No offense. I was at the hotel last night with her.
Voight: Wow.
Rex Goldwin: She's 21.
Voight: Get out. Hey, can I keep one of these?
Rex Goldwin: Eh, knock yourself out.
Voight: Hey, thank you. Thank you very much.
Intelligence’s office
Lindsay: Hey. Any luck?
Burgess: I showed Nicole the photo array. She couldn't pick out Goldwin. But she doesn't remember any faces.
Halstead: I got something here. So, I ran all the in-service calls around the Lake Street L station. Patrol responded to a distraught woman wandering the 4300 block of Maple at 3:22 in the morning, okay? They showed up. She was already gone. Um, it's mostly abandoned warehouses in the area. Hardly any surveillance cameras, but they were able to pull POD footage.
Lindsay: Is that Denise?
Burgess: That's her.
Halstead: There's no cameras after that.
Parking
Halstead: Gate's open.
Lindsay: Jay?
Intelligence’s office
Halstead: All right, the ME came back with the preliminary exam on Denise Miranda. Unlike Nicole, no signs of sexual assault. No defense wounds. But, like Nicole, alcohol found in her blood, and high levels of ketamine.
Burgess: How'd she die?
Halstead: Hypothermia. She got knocked out by the ketamine, and then she froze to death.
Olinsky: Hiding from the predators.
Lindsay: I'm telling you this has Goldwin written all over it. I've been reading blogs written by other women who have been victimized, and they all have the same story. They get taken to apartments, drugged, their phones disappear, and after they're assaulted, they get dumped at subway stations.
Ruzek: I hear you, but the crime lab went through Goldwin's car. It's clean, and his alibi checks out for last night.
Lindsay: Right. I'm not saying he's personally responsible for this assault, but he's trained an army at these seminars of his. Whoever assaulted Nicole was following Goldwin's blueprint.
Voight: Put a microscope on Goldwin's organization. Get a list of all the men who have attended his seminar.
Platt: Burgess, Zoe's father is downstairs.
21 entrance
Burgess: Where's Zoe?
Platt: I kept her in the back.
Burgess: Thanks, Trudy.
Jordan Silver: Hello, Kim. I came as soon as I heard. It's just awful what happened... What the hell?
Burgess: You hired a private eye to spy on my sister?
Jordan Silver: Hey! Hey.
Burgess: You think she's having affairs like you?
Jordan Silver: She's the one who started this. I wanted to mediate, but she hired a lawyer.
Burgess: Because you are a scumbag.
Jordan Silver: You think your sister's a saint? Just look at what happened last night.
Burgess: Last night?
Jordan Silver: Yeah. She's getting wasted in pickup bars. What kind of a mother puts herself in that position, huh?
Burgess: Get out.
Jordan Silver: Fine. Where's Zoe? I'm taking her with me.
Burgess: Zoe stays with me until her mom gets out of the hospital.
Jordan Silver: But she's not your daughter.
Burgess: She is my blood, and I've got 85 cops in this building who have her back.
Jordan Silver: This isn't over.
Burgess: Yeah? It is for you.
Intelligence’s office
Ruzek: So, we went through the Effective Pickup online forums. Some really dark, nasty stuff on this thing. I should've been typing with rubber gloves on.
Atwater: It's really just a bunch of anonymous guys bragging about they got women to have sex with them.
Ruzek: So, a lot of this might be bluster, but there is this one post: "At the Thirsty Raven at closing time last night. Cougars running wild. I pulled a drunk one, "dragged her back, took her anal virginity."
Lindsay: Which sounds like what happened to Nicole. When was that posted?
Ruzek: This morning... The blogger's handle is "Manslut."
Halstead: We can locate him through his IP address.
Voight: Get an expedited warrant. Let's find this guy.
Harry Klinsman’s office
Lindsay: Harry Klinsman? Chicago PD. We need to talk.
Harry Klinsman: About what?
Lindsay: Manslut, and what you were doing last night.
Harry Klinsman: I'm sorry. I'm in the middle of something, but if you leave your card, I'll get back to you. Sorry about that. Yes. It's like I said...
Halstead: Are you sure that's how you want to play this, man?
Harry Klinsman: I'm I went to law school, okay? I know my rights.
Halstead: A thousand apologies. Um, excuse me. Chicago Police. Was anybody here with Manslut last night? Anybody? Manslut?
Co-Worker: Who's Manslut?
Halstead: It's, um... What do you call it... It's like his alter-ego.
Harry Klinsman: I will give you a call back.
Halstead: Anybody? Manslut?
Harry Klinsman: All right, all right. Let's talk. Just don't do that.
Briefing room
Lindsay: You know these women?
Harry Klinsman: Yeah Well, not their names. I didn't get that far.
Halstead: How far did you get?
Harry Klinsman: "Can I buy you a drink?"
Halstead: That's all the game you got for 500 bucks?
Harry Klinsman: I spent a lot more than that. I hired two instructors for a field session.
Lindsay: Personal coaching?
Harry Klinsman: Yeah. Yeah, my assignment was these women. They told me I needed to push through the resistance, but I couldn't get there, so they swooped in and showed me how it was done. After that, I went home.
Halstead: You posted online that you took a woman's anal virginity.
Harry Klinsman: That just gets the most points.
Lindsay: What are the instructors' names?
Harry Klinsman: Andrew and Keith. They'll be at the Thirsty Raven tonight.
Intelligence’s office
Lindsay: Keith Tasker and Andrew Latimer. We got their names off the Effective Pickup registry. Latimer is a barista, and Tasker works for a tech startup and leases an Audi Q7.
Olinsky: Yeah, just like his hero, Rex Goldwin.
Halstead: The Effective Pickup organization only has four official employees. These guys are not among them. But they acknowledge that so-called "graduates" take on side jobs mentoring other men.
Voight: Hey, thanks for coming, Ana. You all know Ana Valdez. I brought the State's Attorney's office up to speed. We want to make sure we can make this case.
Burgess: Wait a second. We own these guys. Why don't we just grab them?
Ana Valdez: You could certainly question them, but short of a confession,it's a very high bar to prove rape when alcohol's involved.
Burgess: They were drugged.
Ana Valdez: Or they willingly took a party drug.
Burgess: Willing? My sister wasn't willing. She didn't...
Ruzek: Hey, Kim, she's on your side.
Ana Valdez: Look, this whole case turns my stomach. I'm just making the argument their lawyer would make. We have two victims. One of them's dead, and the other one can't ID her attackers, and there's no physical evidence tying them to Nicole's rape.
Lindsay: Okay. This is not a first time for these two. I mean, they have an MO.
Ana Valdez: Great. If we can prove an MO, it's easier to hang assault charges on them.
Olinsky: You know, one thing about these guys is they don't know that Denise is dead. I mean, she ran from the car. As far as they know, she went home.
Atwater: That's true. I mean, these guys can be out right now or tonight on the hunt like nothing ever happened, Sarge.
Voight: Erin, go down and talk to Platt. Find a female officer to partner up with. The rest of you meet in the roll up. We're going undercover. Thank you for coming.
Ana Valdez: I'm sorry I couldn't do more.
Voight’s office
Burgess: Sarge?
Voight: Yeah?
Burgess: I want to go undercover with Lindsay.
Voight: I don't think it's the right fit, Kim.
Burgess: It's the perfect fit. I know the case, I work well with Lindsay, and I'm the right gender.
Voight: You're too close to this.
Burgess: Like you were too close to Justin?
Voight: Careful.
Burgess: Just because it's our family does not mean we can't do our job.
Voight: So, go get changed.
21 back entrance
Lindsay: All right, we just need to make sure the camera's always facing out.
Burgess: Yep.
Voight: Okay, we know these guys like to come in at last call, target the most available women. Their MO is to slip drugs into cocktails, so nobody drinks anything under any circumstances. We clear?
Burgess: Copy.
Lindsay: You want us to grab them after they spike the drinks?
Voight: No. We're gonna wait for them to cross the line of consent first. Till that happens, we just keep eyes on them. All right, choose a safe word.
Burgess: Bluebell. It's my sister's favorite ice cream.
Voight: Bluebell. We're ready outside.
Lindsay: You okay?
Burgess: I'm fine.
Platt: You might not believe it, but I used to go undercover as a streetwalker 20 years ago.
Lindsay: Hmm.
Platt: Okay, 25 years ago.
Lindsay: I don't know if this is really my shade, Sarge.
Platt: Yeah, but you might just need a little touch-up.
Burgess: Ohh.
Platt: Good luck.
Burgess: Okay.
Club
Hipster: I want to buy you a drink.
Lindsay: Oh, we're good. We're waiting for someone.
Hipster: Oh, okay. Cool. Well, I will keep you company.
Burgess: She said we're good.
Hipster: Whatever.
Lindsay: Is this what single life is like?
Burgess: On Division Street at 1:00 a.m. it is.
Lindsay: Great.
Atwater: Have a good time. Thanks for coming tonight. Thank you. All right. Enjoy yourself. Hey. What's up, fellas? Lot of talent here tonight. Thanks for coming out. Frick and Frack just walked in.
Ruzek: Yeah, man, might have to try that out.
Halstead: They locked onto somebody else.
Ruzek: I got this.
Ruzek: Jill! Jill.
Woman: What?
Ruzek: Hey, I haven't seen you in forever.
Woman: What are you doing? I'm not Jill.
Ruzek: Hey, listen. I'm a police officer. Those guys you're talking to… You don't want to know them. All right? Take this, grab a cab, take yourself home. I'm doing you a favour. I promise.
Andrew Latimer: You girls look lonely. And thirsty.
Lindsay: Is it that obvious?
Halstead: Contact.
Andrew Latimer: What have you been up to tonight?
Burgess: Oh, we had our girlfriend's bachelorette party.
Lindsay: Cheers to being single.
Burgess: What's up?
Bartender: Last call!
Andrew Latimer: Uh, if you two are still at the bar, I'm guessing that you don't want the night to end. Am I right?
Burgess: I don't know. What do you have in mind?
Keith Tasker: We know a party in Wicker Park. That's close. You girls down?
Lindsay: I don't know. We've had a lot to drink already, so...
Andrew Latimer: You're fine. Come on. We can keep this party going all night long.
Lindsay: Oh.
Burgess: Do you wanna?
Lindsay: Kind of.
Burgess: Let's go.
Lindsay: Okay.
Burgess: Okay.
Andrew Latimer: All right.
Halstead: Party's on the move.
House
Lindsay: Is this your place?
Andrew Latimer: Share it with some friends.
Keith Tasker: Uh, let me take your coat.
Burgess: Wait, where's the party?
Keith Tasker: Uh, we're the party. We got drinks. We got music. We got whatever you may need.
Keith Tasker: Go ahead. Why don't you make yourself comfortable?
Burgess: Okay. All right.
Andrew Latimer: All right. I'll make the drinks.
Car
Ruzek: He took the phones.
House
Lindsay: What are those?
Keith Tasker: Kamikazes.
Lindsay: Well, aren't you guys gonna have one?
Andrew Latimer: We just did. They're awesome.
Keith Tasker: Why don't you try one for us?
Lindsay: Mm...
Andrew Latimer: What's the matter?
Lindsay: Nothing. I think I'd rather smoke pot. Do you guys have any pot?
Andrew Latimer: Oh, come on. Drink it for me. I'm not getting a good feeling about this.
Keith Tasker: What's going on, guys? Do you girls want to party, or don't you?
Lindsay: Yeah, totally. I just...
Keith Tasker: That's my girl.
Car
Ruzek: Oh, what is she doing?
Voight: On my order.
House
Burgess: That was, uh, really strong.
Keith Tasker: Well...
Lindsay: You okay?
Burgess: Yeah. Do you have, like, a bathroom or something?
Keith Tasker: Yeah, yeah, just down the hall.
Lindsay: Okay, we've had so much to drink.
Bedroom
Keith Tasker: I was wondering where you went. Let's have some fun.
Burgess: I don't want this.
Keith Tasker: Oh, sure you do. Hey.
Burgess: Stop.
Keith Tasker: What? Why are you so uptight?
Burgess: Didn't you hear me say no?
Keith Tasker: I heard you. I just don't believe you.
Burgess: Aah! Bluebell!
Car
Voight: Let's go.
Bedroom
Keith Tasker: Aah!
Linving room
Lindsay: Chicago PD! Get down! Stay down!
Ruzek: Where's Kim?
Lindsay: She's in the back. Go.
Hallway
Ruzek: Kim!
Bedroom
Olinsky: Kim. Kim. Kim. Kim! Kim, Kim, Kim! We got it. We got it. We've got it. We got it. We got it.
Lindsay: Kim, hey, are you all right?
Burgess: I need to get to Med.
Lindsay: She's got to have her stomach pumped.
Interview room 1
Keith Tasker: This is entrapment. And just so you know, I'm gonna sue the CPD. Getting stabbed by a cop... What's that worth? A few million?
Voight: You're here about last night. These two women. They were at your apartment. Look at me. What happened?
Keith Tasker: They came over. We partied.
Olinsky: She was raped.
Keith Tasker: Just 'cause she woke up feeling guilty about it doesn't mean she was raped.
Voight: She woke up in the hospital with internal injuries. She was in surgery for 2 1/2 hours.
Keith Tasker: Me and her were both drunk. She wanted rough sex, and there's no way anyone can tell me she didn't… I'm not saying another word without a lawyer.
Interview room 2
Andrew Latimer: There was no plan. We met two girls and we partied. What's wrong with that?
Halstead: You separated them, and then you took their cell phones so that they couldn't call for help.
Andrew Latimer: It was a joke. Look, I admit that I was drunk, but I didn't hurt anybody.
Halstead: Did you drug their drinks?
Andrew Latimer: It's called a kamikaze. Women dig them.
Lindsay: So, they asked to be drugged?
Andrew Latimer: Look, the reason they came back with us is 'cause they wanted to party, okay? Can someone tell me what's going on here?
Halstead: Nicole was raped.
Andrew Latimer: Well, n-not by me. No, no. She was with Tasker. They went into the bedroom.
Halstead: Did you know what was going on?
Andrew Latimer: Look, whatever happened in that room... it wasn't me, okay? I never touched either one of them. Her, okay? Ask her. She'll tell you. All I did was drive her home.
Halstead: You sure you drove her home?
Andrew Latimer: Uh... We were gonna drop them off at the L, But she... She jumped out of the car.
Lindsay: Hmm. Do you have any idea why?
Andrew Latimer: You'll have to ask her.
Halstead: Yeah, we can't ask Denise Miranda, because she died this morning.
Andrew Latimer: What?
Lindsay: Yeah. She had a really bad reaction to that kamikaze you gave her, and after she escaped your car, she froze to death, so you're not just an accessory to a rape. You're looking at a murder.
Andrew Latimer: No. No, no. I... I didn't do... I didn't do anything. No. She wanted...
Lindsay: She wanted what, exactly?
Andrew Latimer: She wanted to be kidnapped? She wanted to be drugged without her knowledge? What she wanted was to get away from you, so badly that she died!
Halstead: Erin.
Lindsay: I'm fine.
Andrew Latimer: It was just supposed to be fun. Jesus.
Chicago Med: ER
Nicole Silver: Why are you in a hospital gown?
Burgess: It's a really long story. Um... We got the guys who attacked you, so they're never gonna hurt anybody ever again. Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Nicole Silver: Kim, what am I supposed to do now?
Burgess: You're gonna get better, and you're gonna put it behind you.
Nicole Silver: How? How? And how am I supposed to take care of my daughter when I don't even feel safe leaving the house?
Burgess: Nicole, I'm gonna help you through this. I will.
Nicole Silver: Yeah.
Zoe Silver: Mom?
Nicole Silver: Hi. Hi, sweetie.
Under a bridge
Rex Goldwin: Knew I'd see you again.
Voight: We arrested two of your disciples for sexual assault.
Rex Goldwin: Wow. That's horrible.
Voight: Uh-huh.
Rex Goldwin: But that has nothing to do with me.
Voight: You teach men how to rape.
Rex Goldwin: I teach men to find their power. Apparently these guys took it too far, but here's the thing: men... We're wired to conquer women. It's our animal instinct. That's how our species endures. Help...
Voight: Here's how I see it: men and women... We endure because we care for each other. We need each other. When we find predators who seek to prey on us, we eliminate them… You teach another one of your rape seminars in my city, I will find you, and we will settle this like animals.
Voight’s office
Burgess: You wanted to see me?
Voight: Yeah. Come on in. You feel better?
Burgess: Yeah.
Voight: Good. Now, what the hell were you thinking out there? I gave a clear order. You went off-book.
Burgess: But those guys were getting suspicious. I mean, I could feel everything was going south. I had to do something; I had to do something to make sure that they went far enough that no lawyer could save them. Sergeant, I did what I had to do.
Voight: You know what? You think like a cop that belongs up here.
Burgess: And I've been doing a lot of soul searching. Ever since we were kids, Nicole has looked out for me. She has always had my back no matter what. And now it's my big sister... She's the one who needs help… Sarge, I'm all she's got. So... I have comp days I can add to my furlough. I can...
Voight: Take all the time you need.
Burgess: Thank you, Sarge.
