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in my daughter?

It's a routine follow-up.

Just want to make sure

the original officers

did a thorough investigation.

I don't know

what they could have missed.

Zhanna overdosed.

What? It wasn't a suicide?

I guess if you shoot junk

into your arms,

you can't be

a very happy person.

But I didn't think

she intended to take her life.

You ever seen this man?

Yeah.

I met him.

Zhanna brought him by.

I thought all the men

in her life are losers,

but she said he was different.

They were going

to get clean together.

They met at the club.

I didn't like it,

but I guess it was a better way

to support her habit

than selling her body

on the street.

Do you know if Zhanna

kept a journal?

She did.

I was the one that cleaned out

her apartment, but...

...I never found it.

I made my peace with God.

There are some things

in this world that a father...

should never know.

Well, I'm sorry

for the intrusion.

I thank you for your help.

Hey, Brogan.

Hey.

If you're here to check

on that search you initiated,

it didn't turn up anything,

but I'd broaden the parameters

if I had more to go on.

Ah, forget that now.

I need this dusted for prints.

Does this have anything to do

with Nicholas Logue?

It might.

This thing's not even bagged.

Yeah, I know.

Paper's way too porous.

Maybe I can pull something

from the cover.

Well, just give it a try, okay?

Okay.

Got a computer

I can use in here, or...

Yeah, over there.

(GASPS)

Put your hands

where I can see 'em now.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey!

You listening to me?

(GUNSHOTS)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(GUN CLICKS)

(CAR HORN HONKS)

(VEHICLE CRASHES)

(POLICE SIREN BLARING)

Hi.

- Is your mother home?

- Who are you?

Detective Callahan.

Mom. A cop is here.

Come in.

Hello, Mrs. Logue.

I'm Detective David Callahan.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I didn't want to be here

to disturb you.

Your husband's car

was involved in an accident.

I was wondering if you know

if he loaned it to someone.

(SIGHS)

You look younger in person.

I'm sorry?

Come with me.

We were fine until he became

obsessed with you.

CAPTAIN:

How's the family?

NICHOLAS:

My wife would be happier

if I got out of the 77th.

I can make a few calls.

Well, isn't that why I'm here?

I heard an unpleasant rumor

about one of my men.

I need someone

outside the division

to get confirmation for me.

This off the books?

It is until I can figure out

the extent of the situation.

So this is my shot, Verona?

Could be.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Sorry about that, Officer.

I just got the car.

I ain't used to the power.

You wouldn't happen

to have any drugs

or alcohol in here now,

would you?

- No, sir, Officer.

- No?

We just want

to go home, Officer.

I said step out

of the vehicle now. Get out.

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey!

ELLIS:
F***!

Man, pull off, man. Come on.

(GROANS)

NICHOLAS:
Hey!

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

- Verona.

- Hey, they shot him.

- They shot him.

- Whoa, whoa, hey.

Take a deep breath

and slow down.

What happened?

Detective Callahan's been shot.

Somebody f***ing shot him.

Jesus. Were you able

to get a look at them?

I barely had time to react.

- Where are they?

- They drove off.

I couldn't get a plate

or anything.

I wasn't expecting them

to shoot him. I...

Nick. Nick.

Is Detective Callahan dead?

I don't know

if he's going to make it.

He's in pretty bad shape.

- Can you contain it?

- Contain what?

This department doesn't deserve

to pay for his transgressions,

so I'll ask you again.

Can you contain it?

Sure. Yes.

Yes, I can contain it.

Good. Now you do it

as fast as you can

and get the hell out of there.

Officer's been shot at the...

at the corner

of Water and Frontage.

Repeat, officer down at the

corner of Water and Frontage.

Copy that. All units,

we have a 10-0-0.

We have a 10-0-0 at the corner

of Water and Frontage.

Just tell my wife...

- Just tell her I'm sorry.

(POLICE SIREN BLARING)

I'm sorry.

Ah, you can tell her

yourself, okay?

You hear those sirens?

They're coming after you,

okay, buddy?

You're going to be fine, okay?

You just hold on, buddy.

Hold on.

NICHOLAS:
Hey,

what the f*** is this?

VERONA:
Well,

it seems self-explanatory.

It's a party to welcome

Detective David Callahan

- back to active duty.

- I'm close.

I've spent three months

building a rock-solid case.

I'm telling you this piece of sh*t

belongs in Northern Correctional,

not a reception

at the Park Plaza Hotel.

You have seen this,

haven't you?

Oh, you got to be shitting me.

Now you listen to me.

The approval rating for this department

is at a 20-year high,

- and there is no way...

- Verona...

...you, me, anybody is going

to jeopardize that.

Callahan is as bad

as they come, Verona.

If glorifying him is good

for the rest of us,

is that such a bad thing?

What about Royce Walker?

He's the worst trafficker

outside of New York City.

What happens if we

walk away from this thing?

- He gets a free pass.

- You know what, Nick?

I don't think

you can see this now.

But honestly this is

the best solution available.

- Okay?

- What about me?

Huh?

What about my family?

Suck it up. Be a man.

Be a Marine.

- F*** you.

- You f***ing come back here.

Get your f***ing ass here,

and you understand

this simple concept.

Before you start engaging

in stinking thinking,

just remember this.

If I go down, you will be

the one to break my fall

and then f*** your family.

See you at the party.

- Royce Walker.

- I know you?

No, you don't know me,

but I know you.

Take it.

There's plenty more

where that came from.

What the f*** do you want?

How much money

you want to spend?

So what do you think?

Scottsdale?

I don't even know where that is.

Nobody else does either.

I can't afford this.

I can afford it for both of us.

Walker will never let me go.

Let me worry about him.

All right?

(PATRONS WHISTLE, CHEER)

Zhanna.

Zhanna.

Ah, no.

God damn it!

No. No.

Baby, no.

I owned her

just like I own you.

(SOBS)

(KISSES)

WALKER:

He's a regular

just like you used to be.

Full the strings

and watch them dance.

He's in my house right now.

(FOOTSTEPS)

Should ask

for Lieutenant LaRussa.

You tell him everything

he needs is downstairs.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

- Lieutenant.

You're not going

to believe this.

Eh, probably not. You can try.

So I couldn't get

a clean print off the gun

we found next to Logue's body,

but I was able to pull a latent

off of one of the shells

inside the clip.

So now tell me you got a match.

Better. We've already

got this guy in lockup.

You're right.

I don't believe you.

Told you.

(CHUCKLES)

(GROANS)

CALLAHAN'S VOICE:

I've done a terrible thing.

There's no going back.

That's why today

is the day that I die.

But I'm going

to make it right...

so I'm not going alone.

What are you doing?

Uh...

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, Alex.

I never meant

to hurt you or Lanie.

You got to believe me.

Why are you saying that?

I love you both

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