Parking
Denny Woods: You're a good cop, Adam. You're really good at catching bad guys. And yet... And yet you work right next to one of the worst men in Chicago. A man who built his career crossing the line and breaking the law. And yet you can't catch a criminal? How long do you think you're gonna be able to jerk me around?
Ruzek: I gave you the video. The video of the fight.
Denny Woods: That tap dance with Halstead punching a bystander while he's trying to save a kid's life?
Ruzek: You told me you wanted something that crossed the line... That crossed the line. Do you know how hard it was for me to give that to you?
Denny Woods: I told you I wanted something on Voight. Something actionable.
Ruzek: I can't give you what you want. I can't.
Denny Woods: Yes, you will. Or your sister will go to jail, and your little nephew will have to learn all the names of his new foster brothers. And the poster boy for corrupt police in Chicago will not be Hank Voight. That will be you. You got 24 hours, or I will bury your ass.
Camila’s home
Camila: Where are you going?
Halstead: Um, I gotta go see a guy about a job. Security gig.
Camila: Come on. We have to celebrate.
Halstead: Um, celebrate what?
Camila: Our two week anniversary.
Halstead: I can't be late.
Camila: So, Ryan, I have a question. Am I seeing you again tonight?
Halstead: Hell yeah.
Park
Julianne: Good, Caitlin. So, you just moved here?
Upton: Yeah, last week.
Julianne: Hmm.
Upton: Looking for a good league for my daughter.
Julianne: Oh, this is the one. Good coaches, good families. You're gonna love this neighbourhood. Get in there, Caitlin! Go for it!
Upton: So, Julianne... I was told that you could hook me up.
Julianne: Excuse me?
Upton: I just... I need something for my back. I got into a car accident, and I'm in a lot of pain.
Julianne: It sounds like you need a doctor.
Upton: Sarah Rathe told me that you could help. I have cash.
Julianne: How much do you need?
Upton: How much can I get?
Julianne: Hey, Sue, I need to help out our new neighbour. Um, would you mind dropping Dylan and Caitlin back at the house?
Sue: Mm-hmm, sure.
Car
Julianne: It's $80 a pill.
Upton: That's pretty high.
Julianne: It's real Oxy. None of that Chinese crap.
Upton: Okay.
Julianne: Wait here.
Upton: Wait, I'll just go with you.
Julianne: No, the guy's skittish. Don't worry. I'll be right back.
Upton: Did you copy that?
Halstead: Yeah. Already in the location.
Shop
Julianne: Uh-huh. Yeah, okay.
Halstead: I got the eye. I'll stay with her, Hailey.
Halstead: So, we're gonna bust her in front of her kids?
Upton: Do you wanna tell Sarge we lost 1505 funds and got played by a soccer mom?
Halstead: I don't know. After the Sinaloan cartel, this feels like small potatoes.
Upton: 17 ODs in this area in the last month. Big potato.
Halstead: All right, after you.
Caitlin & Dylan: Help, help! Somebody... Sue! Help! Please! Somebody help! Please, somebody! Help! Our mom's inside! She won't wake up!
Julianne’s house
Upton: Where is she?
Caitlin & Dylan: Please! She's in the bathroom!
Halstead: We're police. You guys stay here. Stay put, all right?
Bathroom
Upton: Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, hey, hey, hey. Look at me, look at me, look at me!
Halstead: This is Detective Jay Halstead. Badge number 51163. I need you guys to roll an ambo to 4222 South Keller. We got a female overdose victim. She's conv... Hey, guys, stay back!
Upton: Julianne!
Halstead: She's convulsing pretty bad. Send help quick. I'm gonna get them out of here.
Upton: Hey, hey, hey! Julianne! Julianne, stay with me. Stay with me, Julianne!
Garden
Upton: She stole our money to buy her fix. Looks like she was trying to get high before her kids got home.
Halstead: We found a straight razor and a white powder substance. Field tested for Oxy. She probably snorted it. We tried like hell, we couldn't revive her.
Voight: We'll crack off a vice report on your attempt to buy. Dump her phone. She must have reached out to her supplier.
Halstead: All right.
Denny Woods: Hello, Hank.
Voight: Hey, Denny.
Denny Woods: So he called you, too?
Voight: He? Just here working a case.
Denny Woods: Good. Now you own it.
Voight: I'm not following.
Denny Woods: The victim in the case is Julianne Wells. Daughter of the Honorable Judge Wells.
Voight: Tommy Wells?
Denny Woods: That's right. Daughter of a white judge. The opioid crisis is finally going to hit front page of the "Tribune."
Intelligence office
Burgess: Hey.
Ruzek: Coffee?
Burgess: Thanks.
Ruzek: Yeah. How'd it work out with your boyfriend?
Burgess: Not great.
Ruzek: Can you fix it?
Burgess: Yeah, I think it got broke in a way you can't really fix.
Ruzek: That sucks.
Burgess: Mm.
Ruzek: Um, well hey, you did right by the team. You did right by Voight. That's something, right?
Upton: All right, guys. Julianne Hudson. Divorced, mother of two. Been in and out of rehab for the past two years.
Voight: And you had no idea she was Judge Wells' daughter?
Halstead: She's going by Hudson. It's her married name.
Upton: We did know she's a small-time dealer. Two of the ODs said she hooked them up with Oxy. We were flipping her to get her supplier.
Dawson: Yeah, look, I talked to my C.I.s. This move into Lincoln Park is not the cartels. It's a new player. Nobody on our radar or Narcotics'. Pushing legit Oxy pills.
Atwater: Well, we dumped Julianne's phone, and the last call she made before she OD'd was to a Vance Williams for 32 seconds.
Ruzek: We ran muds and tolls on the 17 ODs in Lincoln Park. Six of them called this guy Vance, too.
Voight: Hmm.
Ruzek: Got his, uh, social security records. Been working at the Wolcott Grill the last nine months.
Voight: All right, so why don't you two go talk to him? Listen, it's new turf, but it's the same game. Bust the dealers, flip the minnows into sharks.
Atwater: Copy that.
Voight: You know, before Tommy Wells was a judge, he was a cop. We were in the Academy together. Good police. Let's do him right.
Tommy Wells’s house
Tommy Wells: Parent's not supposed to have favourites, but Julianne was my favourite. She loved sports. That's how she hurt her knee.
Voight: Hmm.
Tommy Wells: And then came the operations. The pain pills. Spent my whole career throwing drug addicts in jail and my own daughter went down the rabbit hole.
Voight: I'm so sorry. Listen, uh... I talked to Denny Woods. We're gonna pursue a narcotics induced homicide. So if you can point us in a direction...
Tommy Wells: I really wish I could. The deeper in Julianne got, the more she isolated herself. It was our drug companies and our doctors who got us hooked. They called it medicine. We unleashed this monster on ourselves… She was my little girl.
Voight: I lost my son a few years ago. Pain doesn't go away. There is some consolation when justice is done. Makes the hole a little shallower. We're gonna do everything we can.
Tommy Wells: Yeah.
Voight: All right.
Bar
Italian Pino grigio here.
Burgess: Okay.
Vance Williams: Crisp, dry. A lot of lemon and lime. Even some green apple in the finish. I think you're gonna like it.
Burgess: I do. You know your stuff, Vance. How long you worked here?
Vance Williams: Not that long.
Burgess: And you've already made a name for yourself. I hear that you are the man to see.
Vance Williams: Sorry, tell me your name again?
Burgess: Diana.
Vance Williams: So, what do you want, Diana?
Burgess: I want to have fun. And I want to help other people have fun. See, I work at a tennis club. There's a lot of women. A lot of free time. Not a lot of supervision. Virgin territory, Vance. Without the virgins.
Vance Williams: I'm listening. Mmm-hmm.
Burgess: They wanna party. They don't like the needles.
Vance Williams: Do you like to party?
Burgess: I do. But... Do you know where I can get some Oxy?
Vance Williams: Um... So, after that thing with the judge's daughter...
Burgess: Yeah?
Vance Williams: Suppliers are gonna be laying low. But...
Burgess: Okay.
Vance Williams: I have a recreational stash.
Burgess: Sweet.
Vance Williams: I'll be free in ten minutes.
Burgess: Actually, you won't be.
Dawson: Chicago PD.
Burgess: Bitch.
Dawson: Hey. You good, Kim?
Burgess: I'm fine.
Interview room
Voight: Know her?
Vance Williams: I may have seen her at the bar.
Voight: 'Cause your manager saw you talking to Julianne yesterday. After which, she snorted 600 milligrams of OxyContin.
Vance Williams: That's a bummer, but that's not on me.
Olinsky: 'Cause your recreational stash, same pills that killed Julianne.
Vance Williams: I want a lawyer.
Voight: You from Chicago?
Vance Williams: What's that got to do with it?
Voight: Are you from Chicago?
Vance Williams: Yeah, Wilmette.
Voight: So then you know how this city works. I mean, this... This is the daughter of a judge. So, someone's gonna pay for this, right? I mean, if I were you, I'd wanna put it on my supplier. But if you wanna protect him, I'm happy to go with you. And that means you'll take the full ride for the homicide charge.
Olinsky: You know, I kinda hope he eats it. 'Cause this means we get to go home early.
Voight: So, who's your supplier? Last chance, Vance… Let's go.
Vance Williams: I want a deal.
Anna Valdez’s office
Lawyer: And in return for his cooperation, aside from his immediate release, my client wants full immunity.
Anna Valdez: Sergeant, we got him on Intent to Distribute, selling to an undercover police officer, and you want to release him?
Voight: Just long enough to smoke out his source. He'll have a tracker on.
Anna Valdez: There's no way I can agree to that… Your Honour, we are all so sorry for your loss.
Tommy Wells: I heard you were here. Are you guys making a deal with my daughter's killer?
Anna Valdez: I haven't signed off on it.
Vance Williams: Just so you know, I'm not a killer, okay? Your daughter was a junkie, and whether it was me or somebody else, she was gonna find her pills.
Tommy Wells: This opioid addiction is destroying our country. So, if we have to make some unsavoury deals... So be it.
Anna Valdez: 24 hours, partial immunity.
Voight: Listen to me. You set up that meeting tonight. Or this deal is off the table. You understand?
Street
Dawson: Still no sign of Frank Barrett.
Atwater: Vance and his supplier decided not to show up.
Burgess: Well, we just got here, but according to the tracker, Vance is still inside his house.
Dawson: All right, come on. Kev, you take the front. We'll take the back.
Burgess: Got it.
Around the house
Burgess: Antonio? Back door.
Dawson: Door.
Vance Williams’s house
Burgess: Got it. Moving.
Dawson: Body.
Burgess: Got it. Hey, Kev, we found Vance. It's not good.
Garden
Upton: Forced entry to the rear. House wasn't tossed. M.E. puts time of death at 11:30. Single gun shot. Talking to the neighbours. Nothing so far.
Voight: Any intel on Vance's supplier?
Upton: No, just what he told us. Frank Barrett. We're looking into it.
Halstead: So, all crime techs found was one shoe print. It's a size 11. Victim was a size nine. So it could be the killer. But it could also be the FedEx guy.
Voight: All right, get a cast. Put it into evidence.
Halstead: Yep.
Crime scene
Olinsky: Got a kill shot to the head. Close range, no struggle. This was an execution.
Ruzek: Spoke to the crime techs. There's no prints. So the guy was a professional.
Voight: Bullet?
Ruzek: I'll get it over to ballistics.
Voight: All right, check the neighbourhood for security cameras, will you?
Ruzek: Yeah.
Atwater: Hey, boss?
Voight: Yeah.
Atwater: Okay, I'm looking in the closet, and there's at least 15 to 20K in a shoe box on the floor in there.
Voight: Give me a minute.
Atwater: Yeah.
Ruzek: You want us to voucher it for you?
Voight: No, I'll take care of it.
Ruzek: Honestly, Boss, I can handle it.
Burgess: Sarge, we found something.
Voight: What's up?
Dawson: This was in the fire pit.
Voight: Is that prescription bottles?
Burgess: Yeah. There's a bunch of them. Looks like he torched them. But you can still make out bits of the label.
Voight: Mmm.
Burgess: OxyContin. And they all look like they were written by the same guy. A Dr. Lewis Macy.
Voight: All right, get them over to the lab. See if you can find some more names and go talk to this Lewis Macy.
Lewis Macy’s practice
Burgess: Kim Kelly. Laura Henderson. Are those patients of yours?
Lewis Macy: Don't ring a bell.
Dawson: Hey, do you write a lot of pain prescriptions? Opioids?
Lewis Macy: Oh, gosh, no. I call those slippery slopes.
Dawson: Hmm.
Lewis Macy: One pill can take you right to the bottom.
Dawson: Maybe you can help explain why we found Oxy prescriptions for these patients written in your name.
Lewis Macy: That's an easy one. My office was broken into six months ago. They stole my computer, petty cash, and my prescription pads.
Dawson: Huh. You reported this?
Lewis Macy: Definitely. A couple of your brothers in blue came to investigate. Apparently other doctors in this city got robbed, too. This is a real shame, the times we live in.
Burgess: Yeah. Do you know a guy named Frank Barrett?
Lewis Macy: I don't.
PA: Doctor?
Lewis Macy: Ah, now if you'll excuse me, I do have patients waiting. Is there anything else I can help you with?
Burgess: Thanks.
Dawson: Thank you.
Intelligence office
Burgess: Dr. Lewis Macy. Family doctor. Two kids in high school. Divorce, no priors. And no apparent connection to our DOA Vance Williams. No phone calls. No E-mails. These two never crossed path electronically.
Dawson: And I talked to robbery. Dr. Macy did file a burglary report.
Halstead: And his alibi for the night of Vance's murder checks out. It was Parent Night at Webster Prep. And he's a size nine. Not a match for the shoe print we found at the crime scene.
Voight: Still, I wanna get a sneak and peek on the doctor's finances. What about this Frank Barrett guy?
Atwater: There's eight Frank Barretts in Chicago, Sarge. But my money is on the one who runs this bar called Blazes. That's where Vance Williams used to work.
Ruzek: And two of the names we found on the prescription bottles have one thing in common. They both used to work at Blazes.
Voight: All right, so let's get some dirt on him, then scoop him up.
Street
Halstead: Frank Barrett?
Frank Barrett: Do I know you?
Upton: Chicago PD. We wanted to talk to you about one of your employees, Vance Williams.
Frank Barrett: Oh, yeah. He's a former employee. My manager told me what happened to him last night. This freaking city, huh?
Halstead: Yeah, do you have any idea who killed him?
Frank Barrett: No idea, he's just some guy who used to work for me.
Upton: So, Vance was pushing illegal opiods. We also know some other people in the ring, and the one thing they all have in common... They've all worked for you.
Frank Barrett: Oh, you think that I got something to do with this?
Halstead: You are the boss, right?
Frank Barrett: It's not a church, man. It's a bar.
Halstead: Yeah. Where were you last night?
Frank Barrett: I was at my bar. Till close. Look, it's tragic what happened to Vance, but I had nothing to do with it. So if you guys are done fishing here, you'll excuse me. I have to get to work.
Upton: That's a nice ride for a bartender.
Frank Barrett: Bar owner. A man can make a good living selling booze in Chicago.
Halstead: Why don't we take a ride to the bar? Check out his alibi?
Upton: Mmm-hmm.
21 back entrance office
Voight: All right, what have you got?
Ruzek: We have the Trap and Trace on Barrett's phone. Like we hoped, Barrett made a phone call 30 seconds after he talked to Halstead and Upton.
Atwater: Yeah, it's definitely a Chicago number, but you're not gonna believe who it belongs to.
Porch
Dawson: Chicago PD.
Burgess: Mind if we come in?
Um...
House
Dawson: All right, come on. Over here.
Andrea Scott: What do you want?
Dawson: Where is he?
Andrea Scott: Who, what?
Dawson: Hey, look at me. Where is he?
Burgess: Antonio?
Lewis Macy: What's this?
Dawson: Sit down. We have the same question.
Burgess: You just got a call from Frank Barrett.
Lewis Macy: Yeah. Frank's my cousin.
21 entrance
Platt: The Vance Williams evidence folder.
Ruzek: I'm doing the case report. I wanna double-check evidence, cross reference to make sure I don't leave anything out.
Platt: Like a real detective.
Ruzek: Was there any money vouchered into evidence?
Platt: Is there any listed there?
Ruzek: No. There's your answer.
Andrea Scott: Why am I here? I didn't do anything.
Lewis Macy: Don't worry, baby. It's all a mistake.
Voight: Both interview rooms clear?
Platt: Yeah, we just put in fresh linens.
Voight: All right, her in one, Doc in two.
Lewis Macy: Hold on, is there any way we can do this together?
Dawson: That's not how this works.
Andrea Scott: Can't you do something?
Ruzek: I'm on the case report.
Voight: Good.
21 back entrance office
Ruzek: You want us to voucher it for you?
Voight: No, I'll take care of it.
Ruzek: Honestly, Boss, I can handle it.
Interview room 1
Voight: Now help me out here, Doc. Just trying to fit some pieces together. So Frank Barrett is your cousin?
Lewis Macy: Yeah, that's right. On my mother's side.
Voight: And Andrea Scott is your girlfriend?
Lewis Macy: Yeah.
Dawson: Okay. She was pretty out of it.
Lewis Macy: Is she doing opioids? No, she has a legal prescription for medical marijuana.
Dawson: You write it for her?
Lewis Macy: It's for her migraines.
Dawson: Oh, got it. Okay, so you and cousin Frank are partners in an illegal opioid business.
Lewis Macy: No, I already told you somebody stole my prescription pads.
Dawson: Stop. You lied to us. You said you didn't know who Frank Barrett was.
Lewis Macy: I was nervous. I didn't wanna say anything against my cousin. But he's not a drug pusher, I'll tell you that much.
Voight: All right, listen. This mild-mannered doctor shtick? You're gonna have to come off it.
Lewis Macy: What're you...
Voight: Because you're connected to two murders. And you wrote the fraudulent scripts that killed the daughter of Judge Wells.
Lewis Macy: I didn't.
Voight: And either you or your cousin shot Vance Williams.
Lewis Macy: I have no idea who this man is.
Voight: Really? 'Cause we found Oxy at his place from prescriptions that you wrote. Now, I think your cousin got you into all this. If you wanna get out of it, hey... You gotta give us your cousin.
Lewis Macy: Wait, I'm not following.
Dawson: We need you to wear a wire. Get Barrett to talk about his opioid dealings.
Lewis Macy: I'm sorry, I could never do that.
Voight: All right, fine. You'll take the full ride alone.
Lewis Macy: That's crazy. Like I said, they stole my prescription pads.
Dawson: You really gonna hang onto that?
Lewis Macy: I'm telling you the truth.
Dawson: We're done here.
Interview room 2
Halstead: Start with how you know Lewis.
Andrea Scott: I, uh, I met Lewis at a club. And then one thing led to another.
Halstead: The age difference didn't deter you?
Andrea Scott: I guess I still have daddy issues.
Upton: You have a prior for solicitation.
Andrea Scott: Oh, that's not what this is. I like him.
Halstead: That's great. What's your relationship with Frank Barrett?
Andrea Scott: Um, I only met him a few times. He's... He's Lewis' cousin. That's all I know.
Upton: How long you been using?
Andrea Scott: Oh, those are old.
Upton: We can help you. But we need to know how bad your habit is.
Andrea Scott: I just take a pill or two a day. That's it. Please, I... I don't know anything else.
Upton: Andrea, I think you do know something. And the sooner you tell us what you know, the sooner you can go.
Andrea Scott: Lewis... He was acting strange today.
Upton: Did he say why?
Andrea Scott: No. But when he got the call, I knew that it was from Frank. And then Lewis told him that the police were asking him questions, too. And then he started freaking out. And then the cops came.
Intelligence office
Dawson: So Barrett got prescriptions from Dr. Macy. Then he gave them to Vance. Vance got the runners, distributed the pills. Barrett sealed himself off. Now, without Vance, the only way to Barrett is through Macy.
Olinsky: And he's not talking.
Voight: All right, what about Andrea?
Atwater: Well, we dumped Andrea's phone. And right now, there's no obvious connection to her and Barrett.
Upton: What we do know is she has a serious habit. She's gonna be sweating it out in lock-up, looking for a fix.
Dawson: That explains the Oxy we found at Macy's apartment.
Burgess: Yeah, you know what else we found? Love notes from the doctor. Post-It notes. "Andrea, you're every pleasure I've ever imagined. No matter how much we're together, I can never get enough of you."
Olinsky: Then that's it. We got him.
Voight: Mmm-hmm.
Olinsky: The doctor's in love. And we use her to make him flip.
Voight: This is where he's vulnerable. We squeeze as tight as we can. Cut Andrea loose. Keep eyes on her. Find something actionable.
Parking
Denny Woods: You know, I've been waiting for your call.
Ruzek: Are you kidding me right now? You're gonna talk to me here?
Denny Woods: You know, according to my timepiece, you've got about four hours left.
Ruzek: Yeah, well I've been busy.
Denny Woods: You plant that seed I gave you?
Ruzek: No, all right? It's not easy to plant 20K, okay? There's too many eyes.
Denny Woods: Come here. Ah, remove your glasses when you talk to me… Sweet Jesus, he took it, didn't he?
Ruzek: No, that's not what happened.
Denny Woods: Don't you lie to me.
Ruzek: I'm not lying to you.
Denny Woods: Then where's the money?
Ruzek: I need more time, all right? I need more time to plant it. I'm waiting for another chance.
Denny Woods: I think the harpoon is already in the whale. Time is ticking. 6:00 p.m. tomorrow, you bring me the cash, or proof that Voight took it. We're done.
Area
Andrea Scott: No! Please, please!
Bar
Ruzek: Hey, Jen.
Janet Graham: Hey.
Ruzek: Hey, thanks for coming.
Janet Graham: Hi.
Ruzek: Hey, I got you the white wine.
Janet Graham: Thank you. Glad you called. I wasn't expecting to hear from you.
Ruzek: Uh, yeah, you know what? I didn't actually call about that. Um, I need some advice.
Janet Graham: Sure. Are you in trouble?
Ruzek: Well, I've got this friend. Who's also a cop. And, uh, his sister got a DUI. And her son was in the car. Gonna be a mess. And my friend, he took care of it. The problem is, a white shirt... He found out about it.
Janet Graham: Mmm-hmm.
Ruzek: And now my friend's getting all jammed up. I'm just wondering what kind of punishment he might be looking at.
Janet Graham: Well, falsifying a report is a Rule 14 violation. It's a straight felony. Plus with a white shirt gunning for him, I'd say your friend is looking at five years in prison.
Ruzek: Okay. Ouch.
Janet Graham: It's the new world of reform. Everybody wants to bury a cop.
Ruzek: Yeah.
Interview room
Halstead: We arrested your girlfriend. She was buying heroin on the west side.
Lewis Macy: She's been trying to wean herself off. She just needs to go back to rehab.
Voight: Well, you can make that happen if you start cooperating.
Lewis Macy: I know what you're trying to do.
Voight: Look, your cousin is a drug pusher. He killed one man we know of, and he's extorting you. Now, you can save him, or you can save her.
Lewis Macy: When I met Andrea, that's when I came back to life. For the first time I was finally doing something for me. And then on top of everything else, I had a divorce to pay for.
Voight: Okay, so you reached out to your cousin Frank, yeah?
Lewis Macy: Frank always told me if I ever needed anything... I couldn't pay the loan back. That is when he asked for the prescriptions. Then I didn't know how to get out. What about Andrea?
Voight: Listen, you give us Frank, Andrea walks. You have my word.
Lewis Macy: One day, I'm gonna have this darn monkey off my back, and Andrea and I are gonna be together.
21 back entrance office
Ruzek: This is a transmitting device. Works like a regular phone. You can still receive calls. You press this button twice, you're ready to rock.
Lewis Macy: I don't know if I can do this. Frank is my family. We grew up together, and now I'm gonna stab him in the back. No, no, this isn't who I am.
Ruzek: You know who you are. You're a guy with no good options. So you gotta deal with it.
Lewis Macy: What I did was wrong. This is also wrong.
Ruzek: Yeah, well, sometimes two wrongs make a right… Press this button twice… Let's go.
Park
Voight: Let me know when you got eyes on the doctor.
Upton: Yeah, we got him. He's by the bench.
Halstead: Got eyes on Barrett, too. Black jacket, blue jeans. He's approaching right now.
Voight: Copy that.
Lewis Macy: Frank. Why'd you wanna meet here?
Frank Barrett: Eh, cops have been poking around the bar. So, what's up? What'd you wanna talk about?
Lewis Macy: About the cops. You said nothing was gonna happen.
Frank Barrett: Nothing has happened. Let's go take a walk.
Lewis Macy: Where?
Frank Barrett: Eh, we'll just walk. Come on.
Upton: All right, they're on the move. Southeast.
Frank Barrett: So, what do you really want, Lewis?
Lewis Macy: Look, I'm scared they're going to find out.
Frank Barrett: About what?
Lewis Macy: About the Oxy pills.
Frank Barrett: What are you talking about, huh? There's no way that they can connect anything to us. It's perfect. Look, all you gotta do is stick to the story.
Lewis Macy: What about Vance?
Frank Barrett: I don't know what you're talking about. Come on.
Ruzek: All right, hey, we got eyes. I want you to hang back. We don't wanna heat this guy.
Upton: Copy.
Frank Barrett: You know, that's strange, Lewis. That person you're referring to, I don't remember telling you his name.
Lewis Macy: The police told me about Vance.
Frank Barrett: The police, huh? How many times you talk to them?
Lewis Macy: Once, twice.
Frank Barrett: Well, which one is it? Once or twice?
Lewis Macy: It doesn't matter. Why did you kill him?
Frank Barrett: Why are you trying to get me to admit to something I didn't do?
Lewis Macy: I just wanna know. Huh?
Frank Barrett: What, did they put a wire on you?
Lewis Macy: No.
Frank Barrett: You got a wire?
Lewis Macy: No, God, no.
Atwater: We can pull him out.
Voight: Wait for my order.
Frank Barrett: Did the cops flip you, Lewis?
Lewis Macy: No, it's not like that. Frank. Frank! Frank!
Ruzek: They're going in the tunnel.
Lewis Macy: Frank!
Frank Barrett: Hey, listen to me. I don't care that we're family. If you ever say anything to the cops...
Lewis Macy: Frank, what the hell are you doing?
Frank Barrett: I will shove this gun so far down your...
Voight: Move in, now.
Gunshot
Ruzek: All right, go, man. Go, go, go. Sarge, Macy's down, but we got him. Barrett fled out the west side of the tunnel. Atwater and Upton are in pursuit. I do not believe that they have eyes.
Burgess: I got eyes on Barrett. He's at the south end of the park. You guys, there's a lot of kids around.
Voight: Barrett is armed. There's too many civilians to take any chances. Apprehend without incident.
Burgess: Hey, is that a zebra? Okay, great. He's getting on the bus. The 289.
Bus 289
Burgess: Sorry. How's it going? Thanks… Nice and easy, Frank.
Interview room
Voight: Well, thanks to your cousin, we got you on drug trafficking, narcotics induced homicide of Julianne Wells, and now the murder... Or attempted murder... Of your cousin.
Frank Barrett: Ah, come on. The idiot grabbed the gun and it went off. I wasn't gonna shoot him.
Voight: Anything else you wanna say in your defense?
Frank Barrett: You know what? I think I'll let my lawyer handle that.
Voight: This is murder, bro. Vance was your middle man. You found out he was gonna roll. You killed him, too.
Frank Barrett: Look, I may have had something to do with the pills. But I had nothing to do with that guy's murder.
Voight: We know Vance set a meeting with you. And we got your shoeprint at the scene. Size 11.
Frank Barrett: Yeah, I do have a size 11. But I also have an alibi for the night that guy was killed.
Voight: And we checked it. You left Blazes at seven. That's plenty of time to do this murder.
Frank Barrett: Okay, look. I lied about being there all night. It's because I was meeting a doctor. His name is Furlow. Dr. Daniel Furlow. I was seeing if he might wanna be in business. It's not exactly something I wanted to advertise. Do you understand?
Voight: Where was this?
Frank Barrett: It was at the Ambassador Hotel. And you can check that.
Voight: What else did you lie about?
Parking
Denny Woods: So, what have you got for me?
Ruzek: You know, I've thought a lot about this situation. I've gone over all the math, all the possibilities. And I think I came to a conclusion… Screw you. Oh, that feels good. Yeah, screw you.
Denny Woods: You know, you must be lousy at math, because you got the exact wrong answer.
Ruzek: Yeah, well, you know what? It's the only one I can live with, so...
Denny Woods: And what about your family?
Ruzek: Voight is my family. That's what you don't seem to understand. They're all my family. And I'm not gonna give them up for the likes of you.
Denny Woods: Not a bridge you wanna burn, son.
Ruzek: No, it is a bridge that I wanna blow the hell up. You with all your high-minded BS. Your superiority. Oh, my God. I mean, the only reason that you wanna get Voight so bad is because you realize you're not half the man he is. And I'm here to tell you you never will be.
Denny Woods: Officer Ruzek... Enjoy your last day as a cop.
Ruzek: I will.
Tommy Wells’s house
Voight: Hey, sorry for the late hour.
Tommy Wells: Eh, it's all right. I haven't been sleeping.
Voight: Oh, well, I do have some good news.
Tommy Wells: Yeah?
Voight: Busted Frank Barrett. ASA's charging him with the drug induced homicide of Julianne.
Tommy Wells: Thank you, Hank. There's some cold comfort in that.
Voight: I'm glad. Look at this. Oh, my God. You remember that time we chased those robbery suspects across Wabash, trapped them under the El tracks?
Tommy Wells: Yeah, the inspector wrote me up for not wearing my crown cap.
Voight: You still got your service revolver?
Tommy Wells: Uh, no, no. I lost it.
Voight: Lost it?
Tommy Wells: Yeah.
Voight: Just disappeared, huh?
Tommy Wells: Well, you know, it got put into a box, and then one day it was gone.
Voight: Huh. Well, that's too bad. They had that special ammo for those 357s, remember?
Tommy Wells: It was a long time ago.
Voight: Yeah, well... The reason I think of it is we just got the ballistics back. Vance Williams was killed with a .38 caliber hollow-point. The same ammo we used in our service revolvers. And the thing is... Only cops got those bullets. And they stopped making them in 1994. Which is the same year you stopped being a policeman… You about a size 11, Tommy.
Tommy Wells: I'm not sure what you're getting at, Hank. You told me that Barrett was good for the murder.
Voight: Yeah, well, I thought he was, but... His alibi checked out. He wasn't there… Tommy. Tommy, I knew you when you were a cop… I know what you're capable of. And I know what it's like to look into the eyes of the person that killed your child.
Tommy Wells: If you look really closely, Hank, I think you'll see that there's no physical evidence to tie me to this murder. And even if you try to make a case, I've been a judge and a cop in this town for 30 years. All the friends that I've made? It's an army.
Voight: Tommy, I'm just saying I know what happened. I know. Doesn't feel as good as you think it will, does it? I need something.
Tommy Wells: I'm listening.
21 district: locker room
Olinsky: Hey, man. I gotta go meet a C.I. I could use the back up.
Ruzek: You want me to call in Atwater?
Olinsky: No, you and me. Just like the old days.
Ruzek: All right, yeah. I like that.
Olinsky: Yeah.
Olinsky’s car
Olinsky: Remember the first time we met?
Ruzek: At the Academy?
Olinsky: That's right. You were on top of your instructor.
Ruzek: It was a hostage drill. We were supposed to disarm him.
Olinsky: Yeah, you beat him up.
Ruzek: I disarmed him.
Olinsky: You know, you've always been like a son to me.
Ruzek: I thought we were going to the south side.
Olinsky: Yeah, we just changed the venue.
Ruzek: That's the C.I.
Olinsky: Yeah. Come on.
Old factory
Ruzek: Who are we meeting, Al? Al.