Chicago P.D. (2014) s05e17 Episode Script
Breaking Point
1 The violence in Chicago has now touched elected officials.
Outspoken Alderman James Burton of the 24th ward was gunned down this morning - in the financial district.
- Streets and Sanitation worker found him an hour ago.
GSW to the head, T.
O.
D.
between 2:00 a.
m.
, 3:00 a.
m.
based on lividity.
- Witnesses? - No one's come forward.
Yeah, this place is really dead after hours, Sarge.
I doubt anybody was here.
Pockets turned inside and out.
Wallet, watch, and cell phone are gone.
Any signs of a struggle? Nope, looks like a robbery gone wrong.
Know what Alderman Burton was doing down here? Drinking at the Crown Pub.
Bartender said he was with a banker, Rudy Finnegan, till closing.
We'll go talk to him.
I heard this alderman said cops only care about white victims.
I'd love to tell this jackass I'm working double overtime to help find the guy who killed him.
Hank.
Hey, that's great news about your daughter.
I hear she's going to be okay.
Yeah, doctors did a great job.
- Burton, huh? - Yeah.
You know he and the mayor were very close friends.
Yeah, the mayor would like your team to work this quick.
Understood.
Detective Olinsky.
We'd like a word.
What's this about? Not here.
Down at headquarters.
It's important, Al.
- We wouldn't be here if it wasn't.
- Get off me, man.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
What the hell is this about? Thanks for coming in, Detective Olinsky.
So why am I here? We need to ask you some questions.
- About? - Kevin Bingham.
He murdered Hank Voight's son.
They dug his body up about six weeks ago at a Super Mart construction site.
So? You meet the guy? Okay, look.
Third party DNA was found on Bingham's body.
Yours.
Al.
Can you explain how your hair ended up on the victim? Lawyer.
I was with Alderman Burton for about two hours.
He wanted me to invest in some urban revitalization project - in his ward.
- At midnight? Oh, yeah, he insisted that we meet after dinner.
He seemed desperate for cash.
What do you mean? Well, he offered to pay 15% interest.
That's double the market rate.
We're friends, but that made me nervous.
So I, uh, passed.
- Oh.
- [PHONE BEEPING.]
Then I got in my Uber at 2:01 at the bar, and Burton went down the street.
You see anything suspicious? No.
There was a guy at the bar earlier.
African-American, came in, looked around for a few minutes, left without ordering.
Any details on that? Age, height? Eh, late twenties, average height and build.
[PHONE DINGS.]
You think of anything else, give us a call, okay? Yeah.
Hey, listen, thanks for calling.
Hey, by the way, why do you think that IAD picked up Olinsky? I don't know.
With Olinsky, you may never know.
So anything you need, anything at all, you have my private number.
I know you and James had doubts about our police, but we're changing things.
You'll be in good hands with Sergeant Voight here.
Thank you, Denny.
- All right.
- Thank you.
Commander.
- We're so sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.
It's a loss for everyone, the entire city.
- It is.
- Um.
Sorry to do this now, but your husband's personal items were stolen.
And if you tell me what they are, if you describe them, we may be able to track down the offender who stole them.
You think this was a stupid robbery? Mom, she's just trying to do her job My husband was a leader.
A visionary, he was transforming this ward into a vibrant, bustling community.
He didn't die over some damn Rolex.
My father passed an ordinance last year.
Uh, developers of blighted areas don't have to pay property taxes for five years.
Guess some of the locals weren't too happy about that.
Yes, they protested on our front lawn, slashed our tires, made death threats.
Did you get any names? The ward secretary kept track of all the angry calls and emails.
- Thank you, ma'am, sir.
- Mm-hmm.
Hey, we got a list of pissed-off locals from the alderman's secretary.
There's at least 50 names.
We weren't able to get video of the male black Finnegan saw at the Crown Pub.
What about the alderman's personal belongings? His phone has no signal, no hits on his credit cards, and his Rolex hasn't popped up in any pawn shops yet.
I thought you should know the alderman's wife is on TV expressing concern about Chicago PD's dedication to black politicians.
It's been like what, five hours? Why is she going so hard at this? She's smart.
She wants to keep the pressure on.
All right, so run the names of the angry locals.
But don't give up on this robbery angle either.
Listen, Adam.
I want you to reach out to Woods.
See if he knows what's going on with Al.
You haven't talked to him? Still out of touch.
Well, that's not a good sign.
All right.
Hey.
I pulled foreign hair and fibers from the body doing the DNA analysis.
Cause of death, single gunshot to the head.
This is the recovered bullet.
It's a hollow point .
223 caliber from assault rifle.
Probably AR-15.
Entry wound is clean.
No soot, powder tattooing, internal cavitation.
So it was fired from a distance.
- That's right.
- So someone sniped the alderman from far away and then they get close to rob him.
That doesn't make any sense.
Yeah, you're right.
It doesn't.
Unless it was a hit.
And a robbery was just to throw us off the scent, right? - Thanks.
- Mm.
Commander.
Commander! I sent a few texts.
I don't know if they went through.
No, I got them.
Why are you here? I, uh, heard that IA picked up Olinsky.
Does this got something to do with Bingham? Look, sir, I'm just trying to help.
Just trying to work off my case, and Voight, he seems real nervous.
I think this could be a good opportunity.
So if there's something you want me to do, I'm ready for you.
Don't contact me again, ever.
Sir.
If I need you, I will find you.
Yes, sir.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
- He shut you down.
- He was ice cold.
'Cause he doesn't need you anymore.
Which means whatever he's got on Olinsky is real.
We ran the foreign DNA on the alderman's body.
It's a match to Darius Brown who also lives in Burton's ward.
- Priors? - One for assault.
Beat the hell out of his landlord six months ago 'cause he tried to double the rent.
Tell me you got a current address.
We do.
Chicago PD! [WHISPERS.]
All right, it's open.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
On your right.
Okay.
[SAXOPHONE MUSIC PLAYING.]
Darius Brown! Was I too loud, Officer? [SNIFFLES.]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING.]
They found your DNA on Bingham's body? Yeah.
What'd you say? I said I wanted a lawyer, and the meeting was over.
Anyone in mind? Yeah, Peter Manetti.
He's good.
Expensive, too.
100 grand, up front.
Listen, man, I I hate to ask, but I might need to borrow some money from your Rainy Day fund.
Al, I put all that money in a trust fund for my grandson.
When they dug up Bingham's body, I figured I could get arrested at any minute, so Man.
When I found him, he was already dead.
I didn't know he was an alderman.
All right, so you just happened to walk up to a body in the middle of the night in the financial district? I was walking home.
And I heard a gunshot, so I went to look.
I saw this dude in the alley, bleeding, but he was dead.
How do you know that? - I just knew.
- Okay.
Did you rob him? Rob him? Now, that would be disrespectful.
[CHUCKLES.]
Sorry to interrupt.
Darius.
Look what I found in your apartment.
Well, that was excellent timing right there because Darius was just telling us how he didn't rob the alderman.
No, I never said I didn't rob him.
- Ah.
- I said robbing him would be disrespectful.
- There's a difference.
- Oh, my God.
Did you steal his phone? His Rolex? Of course I did.
What? The man was dead.
Ain't like he needed to know what time it was.
But that don't mean I killed the man.
No, but it looks pretty good.
And unless you tell me something helpful I'm gonna charge your ass right now with murder.
Okay, when I was walking up to the body, I saw a blue sedan.
A Chrysler, I think.
It was driving away too fast.
- You see who was in the car? - I couldn't see.
It was dark.
Look, I swear to God I did not kill that man.
Mm-kay.
Well, just to be sure, we're going to keep you here for a little while, so get comfortable.
C'mon.
- Really? - Yeah, really.
So, boss, this is the good news.
There's only 5,260 blue Chrysler sedans - in the city of Chicago.
- All right, run the ones registered to people living in the 54th.
Did that.
It narrowed it down to 832.
Huh.
It is what it is.
Run the names, see what you find.
Hey, guys, check this out.
This is a voicemail from Alderman Burton's phone.
You are a greedy, opportunistic hypocrite and deserve to die.
That was left last night just before 11:00 p.
m.
, and the call came from a pay phone at a Douglas Park diner.
Grab Upton.
Check it out.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING.]
This is the place.
No security cameras.
Yeah.
Excuse me, sir.
Are you the owner of this place? - I am.
- I'm Detective Upton.
This is Detective Halstead.
We're investigating a homicide.
Did you see somebody use that pay phone last night just before closing time? Uh, can't say that I did.
Will you take a listen to something for us? [PHONE BEEPS.]
You are a greedy, opportunistic hypocrite and deserve to die.
You recognize that voice? Can't say that I do.
Right.
- Well, thank you for your time.
- Mm-hmm.
Uh-oh.
- What? - I just saw a rat.
Looks like it ran right into the kitchen.
You know what they say, when there's one rat, there's always more.
Yeah, and then we got to call it in to the Health Department.
Uh, let me listen to that message again.
Maybe something will click this time.
I like where your head's at.
You are a greedy, opportunistic hypocrite and deserve to die.
Kind of sounds like Coleman Lewis.
He's a regular.
Very passionate about the neighborhood.
Wants to keep things the way they are.
Hm.
Thank you.
Make sure you call that exterminator.
Yeah, you better believe that was me.
Okay, sounds like you admit to threatening to kill Alderman Burton to me.
I said he deserved to die.
And I stand by that.
- But I didn't kill him.
- Okay, well, Professor, we just want to hear the rest of the story.
So you are a music professor with a gun permit? You got pinched for vandalizing a car? Some developer parks his brand new Lexus in my driveway.
Blocks me in for two hours.
He has no regard whatsoever for me or any of the residents in my apartment building.
Now, you guys tell me, do you really believe that I'm the one that killed Burton? I wasn't even in town last night.
Where were you? I was driving to Pittsburgh.
Pittsburgh? What's in Pittsburgh? The rare books library at Carnegie Mellon.
There was a gospel manuscript I wanted to see.
- Hm.
- Burton was gonna demolish the Low Note Blues Club, if you can believe that.
All right? It is one of the most iconic venues in this country, and the greatest people played there.
Okay, so you didn't do it.
Who did? Who knows? Burton and his son play dirty.
Plenty of people that are angry with them.
His son, Arthur? What does he have to do with anything? He's the developer on the Low Note project.
- Hmm.
That I didn't know.
- Oh, yeah, well.
Daddy gave junior a plum prize.
Even re-zoned things to make it nice and easy for him.
You said they were dirty.
I mean, you got any proof? I've seen Arthur go into the Roadside Bar, - two, maybe three times.
- So? It's a gang hangout.
The Roadside Bar? Yeah.
I've stopped in there for a drink.
It's near a project of mine.
- The Low Note? - That's the one.
Which your father had re-zoned for you.
You think I got special favors? Let me tell you, nobody wanted the Low Note.
Junkies shoot up in the lobby over there.
What are you getting at anyway? Did you and your father have any side deals related to that project? Listen, Arthur, if you're involved with a local gang What the hell does that mean? Involved with a local gang? Are you suggesting that my son, my Ivy League-educated son, is a gangbanger? No, ma'am, I'm just trying to figure out who killed your husband.
And right now we don't have a whole lot of leads, so the more I know about your family's business dealings the better.
I'm quickly losing faith in you, Sergeant Voight.
Maybe I should let Denny Woods know that you're more focused on tearing my family down than finding my husband's killer.
We're done here.
Platt, do you know what's going on with Al? Does it have to do with Bingham's body? - I am not the guy to ask.
- Hey, Antonio.
- Coleman Lewis' alibi check out? - Yeah, sure does.
He was at Carnegie Mellon checking out rare books early that morning.
Timeline isn't perfect, but it's pretty tight.
And we have a forensic accountant looking into Burton family finances.
[CELL PHONE BUZZES.]
All right, good.
Let me know what you find.
- Okay.
- Voight.
Hold on.
Yeah.
We'll be right there.
Arthur Burton was supposed to meet a contractor here at 3:00.
Contractor was late.
Found him dead when he arrived.
- Any witnesses? - None so far.
Single shot to the head, just like his father.
Thanks, Novick.
[FOREBODING MUSIC.]
Man, this isn't about yoga studios or condos or destroying black culture.
We're standing in the middle of the heroin highway.
This is about drugs.
This old blues club gets torn down, condos put up, it would screw up their whole business model.
Thank you, ma'am.
[KNOCKING SOFTLY.]
I never changed his room.
Not since the day he left for college.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
I'm so sorry.
We named him after King Arthur.
I apologize, but I need to ask you about some things.
Have you ever heard of the heroin highway? That's where folks from the suburbs buys drugs.
Pay on one end, pick up the product on the other.
Back home in no time.
My husband and I grew up with gangs, with drugs.
I've seen the violence and the pain up close and personal.
I lost my sister to all that nonsense when I was just a kid.
Yeah, I know how it works.
I know the rules.
Do you think Arthur knew the rules? He knew the gang wasn't in favor of the project.
But James and Arthur told me they worked it out.
Came to some sort of an arrangement.
Do you know what that was? No, they didn't go into details.
They just said they took care of the problem.
Look, the LLC your husband and son formed made several cash payments to a guy named Lincoln Avanzano.
But he doesn't seem to exist.
You think that's how they handled the problem? Paid off the gang? It's possible.
And what gang do you think it would be? The Westside Disciples.
Don't know Alderman Burton or his kid.
Well, they're both dead now.
Mm.
- That's too bad.
- Mm-hmm.
Word is, they tried to work a deal with the Westside Disciples.
That's your gang.
- Is that right? - Gave you cash so you wouldn't interfere with their construction project.
Don't know nothing about that.
That's hard to believe.
I mean, you control the heroin highway.
Not all of it.
The part where the Low Note Club is? There's a lot of gangs involved in there.
Yeah, that may be.
But you're the one calling the shots.
I'll tell you what I think, Lamar.
See, I think the Burtons came to you with a deal.
You liked it.
You accepted it.
But they couldn't come up with all the cash, and, well, you didn't like that.
So you popped them.
And in the process you killed that whole construction deal.
'Cause no one's gonna want to build there.
Not now.
We done? 'Cause I'm done talking.
That's fine.
'Cause you already told me everything I need to know.
[CHUCKLES.]
Have you thought about your future? You are damn close to a fat pension.
Spending time with your family, lazy days on a boat in Florida.
I'd hate to see you lose all that after years of dedicated service.
Is there a reason I would? IAD filled me in on the Bingham investigation.
Besides the DNA match, they have a witness who saw you and a young woman at the Super Mart construction site, same place we recovered Bingham's body.
And the only reason you were involved in any of this is because of Voight.
You had no ax to grind with that man Bingham.
But you cooperate You get full immunity.
You stay on the job.
Keep your full pension.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
I got nothing to say.
You sure about that? See, you're protecting Voight because that's your code.
But you're the last of a breed.
Loyalty above all else.
Let me ask you something.
You think Voight would fall on his sword to protect you? Nah.
He wouldn't.
I know Voight.
I do, too.
We pulled video surveillance from Arthur Burton's shooting.
Blue Chrysler sedan.
Just like the Rolex thief said sped away from the crime scene.
We ran the plates, and we put out a BOLO.
The car is registered to a Keon Walters.
We're trying to find his home address.
Car was just spotted behind Landon's Market on Archer.
All right, get over there now.
Nice work.
Let's talk.
[SIGHS.]
You hear anything else? No, nothing.
What about Woods? You talk to him? I did.
I'm guessing you already know that.
What did he say? Well, he claims he's got a witness that saw me and a woman near Bingham's burial site 18 months ago.
He say anything more about this woman? Twenties.
Dark hair.
It's only a matter of time before he figures out who it is.
Might be a bluff.
You know, wants us to panic, make mistakes.
I'll do some digging.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Driver's getting in the car.
Yep, we got eyes.
No passenger visible.
- You ready? - Yeah.
Keon Walters! Get out of the car! Out of the car! Hey! Turn off the car! Turn the car off and get out of the car! [TIRES SCREECHING.]
5021 George emergency.
We're in pursuit of a blue Chrysler fleeing northbound on Levy, just past 13th street.
Illinois tag 65 George Ida 8 Charlie.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
Police! Show me your hands.
Let me see your hands! Put your hands on the glass.
Do it now! Get out of the car.
Put your hands on the roof.
Don't move.
AR-15 assault rifle.
Bingo.
Let's go.
Keon Walters, age 21, he lives at 907 Fillmore.
- No priors.
- He's not in our system.
He's not in the gang database either.
- Ballistics? - It's a match.
The rifle in Keon's trunk was used in both murders.
- Prints? - No, and this is where it gets weird.
We reached out to the banker, Finnegan.
He said he's certain Keon's not the guy he saw scoping out the bar the night of the murder.
Yeah, we searched his car, belongings.
No phone.
Only things we found other than the rifle were a pair of size 12 boots and an extra-large winter jacket.
- All right, me and you.
- Size 12? Those kicks can't be Keon's.
Kid's barely 5'6".
Sounds like the kid might have a partner.
All right, run him through facial rec online.
See if you can find who he hangs with.
One potato.
Two potato.
Rifle we found in your trunk.
It's the same weapon used to kill Alderman Burton and his son.
I didn't kill no one.
Okay.
So tell me.
How'd the rifle end up in your trunk? Hm? Can you tell me that? We know you got a partner.
C'mon.
You seem like a pretty good kid.
No arrests, no gang affiliations.
That's why we're guessing you're not the one doing the shooting.
Which means you have a chance to cut yourself a deal.
Hm.
All you got to do Give us who you're working with.
- I got nothing to say.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Look, bro, I know it feels good.
Keep your mouth shut.
Be loyal.
But it's stupid.
It's stupid.
'Cause You're the one who's gonna end up doing the time.
Not your buddy.
You.
You understand? And life in prison is no joke, bro.
It's forever.
Every day.
Every night.
For the rest of your existence.
Hoping some dude you made eye contact with at breakfast doesn't stick a shiv in your neck.
Be smart.
This is your life, Keon.
There's nobody worth sacrificing that for, believe me.
Nobody.
So.
I got nothing to say.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Where'd you get this photo? Online.
Facial recognition.
- Is Keon in trouble? - Yeah.
We think he's involved in the murder of an alderman and his son.
No way.
Couldn't be Keon.
- No? - You sure? Know him pretty well? We met in high school.
I see him every few months when he comes to the hospital.
- He's got sickle cell anemia.
- Oh, uh, yeah.
Do you know if he's in a gang? No, he's a nice guy.
We went on a couple of dates.
I'm telling you he's not killer.
Okay, well, if you want to help him and I think you do, just tell us everything you know.
- I am.
I swear.
- What about his friends? Any of them in gangs that you know of? No.
But I'm pretty sure his cousin is.
He comes to Keon's appointments sometimes.
Okay, what's his cousin's name? Keon calls him LJ.
I don't know his real name.
It's probably in the visitors' log somewhere.
- Noted.
- Thank you.
Why don't you tell us about your cousin Lamar Jenkins.
LJ? Yeah, you know big cuz.
Runs the Westside Disciples.
And everything on the heroin highway.
That much we do know.
Lamar is the one who actually did the murders, right? It's either him or you, Keon.
Don't know what you're talking about.
This kid's not gonna crack no matter how hard we push.
Nah, we'll break him.
Just got to find his weakness.
Everybody's got a breaking point, Al.
No matter how strong you are.
Well, not everyone.
We can't find a home address for Lamar.
You check out that bar I told you about? Yeah, he's not there.
Patrol stopped by an hour ago.
The place looks shut down.
You know, he's probably been on the run ever since we pinched his cousin.
You're probably right.
Guess we have to come up with a different approach.
I assume we still got his coat.
Mm-hmm.
You keep playing tough guy, Keon, the clock is gonna run out.
Hey.
Just talked to the ASA.
Told me to kick him free.
What? You serious? He ain't talking and we don't have enough to charge him.
Come on.
You can grab your stuff downstairs.
But stay in town.
This ain't over.
You all set? Yeah, I put a tracker and mic in his coat.
He's coming out, Jay.
Copy that, Sarge.
We're in position.
This kid might be on to us.
He's been walking for 20 minutes.
Yeah, maybe he just wanted some distance from the station.
Maybe.
He just went in to a mini-mart.
[DIALING BEEPS.]
He's dialing.
He must have bought a burner.
Yo, it's Keon.
Come get me.
I'm on Roosevelt near Saint Ignatius.
Yeah.
And tell Lamar to stay in Riverdale.
The police are looking for him.
All right.
Sarge, Lamar's in Riverdale.
There's a Disciples house at 290 Pine Street.
You and Upton scoop up Keon.
Now.
We'll take down Lamar.
- Copy.
- All right.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
- You ready? - Mm-hmm.
Chicago PD! Put your hands in the air.
Out! - Got the stairs.
- Okay.
Put your hands up.
I want you to take a step back - from that knife, ma'am.
- Upstairs clear.
Where's Lamar Jenkins? There's no sign of Lamar in here.
- [ENGINE REVVING.]
- Hey.
You hear that? Run.
- I got this side.
- All right, go ahead.
Check it out.
- You ready? - Go, go.
Are you kidding me? [GROANS.]
[GRUNTING.]
[PANTING.]
Take the helmet off.
Must be a stash house.
There's got to be at least 200 Gs here.
Whoa.
Is this a stash house? Yeah, it looks that way.
Atwater and Ruzek are transporting Lamar back to the District.
All right, good.
All right, clear it out.
Log it into evidence.
This is your one and only shot, Lamar.
You got the wrong man.
We have the weapon.
And we got your cousin, Keon.
He's on audio referring to you as the shooter.
That's my nickname.
From when I played basketball.
All we had to do was offer Keon a deal, bro.
Offer all you want.
Keon? He's old school.
He won't talk.
So y'all can kiss my ass.
Thanks.
All right, just talked to the lab.
Lamar's prints weren't on the car.
All right, what about Finnegan? He able to make a positive ID? All Finnegan said that he can't tell if it was the guy or not.
Honestly to me it sounds like he didn't want to get involve with the gang stuff.
We still have enough to arrest.
Maybe.
We sure as hell don't have enough to convict.
Our only real shot is to flip Keon.
Who refuses to flip.
Well, we arrested Lamar for both murders.
I'll tell you this.
Cuz ain't excited about doing no time.
- What's that mean? - That means that he talkin'.
He is talkin'.
Man, that boy gave you up.
He said you the real trigger man.
Is that true? [CLEARS THROAT.]
Yeah.
Yeah, it was me.
I did it on my own.
Don't do that.
Don't eat this for him.
C'mon, bro, you He's supposed to be your family.
He working your girl.
Ah, you didn't know about Rochelle? - She ain't my girl.
- C'mon, man.
You don't got to do that, man.
We know you like her.
I mean, we could tell by your social media.
You like her a lot.
Look what we found on her Facebook page.
Looks like they've been hanging out.
We didn't even want to show you those.
What happens when you go to jail, man? And your cousin, Rochelle, they start doing more than hanging out.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Man, Lamar can have this bitch.
[SNIFFLES, CLEARS THROAT.]
I ain't talking.
This guy's loyal.
We just haven't found his breaking point.
I had a partner way back.
His kid had sickle cell.
Terrible chronic pain.
Hm.
All right, Keon, listen.
Before we officially charge you just want to go over a few things.
You're gonna be in Cook County so medical care is limited.
- But I have sickle cell.
- Yeah, I know.
That's why I'm here.
Okay? This form outlines the medical care.
Here, just sign here at the bottom.
All it says is that you received a copy.
Man, I freak out every few months.
I mean, they're gonna take me to the hospital, right? - No.
You're in lockup.
- Yeah.
- Is the pain really that bad? - Yes! Well, you can get some aspirin or ibuprofen.
- Yeah.
- No, I need IV Demerol.
- Right.
- Oh, man.
Like, aspirin don't do nothing.
Demerol's the only thing that stops the pain.
- Like, I need it.
- Okay.
Look, listen.
You're not gonna get a Schedule II narcotic in prison.
There's no way.
Oh, man.
I'm sure I can figure out a way to skirt the rules.
But you got to play ball.
I drove the car.
All right? I drove the car.
But it's all I did.
I swear.
Look, man, I ain't never shoot nobody.
That was all Lamar.
I swear to God.
Talked to some sources.
The witness is real.
How did Internal Affairs find this guy? They called that tip line Woods set up.
$5,000 reward.
You know, it's probably a good idea to get Erin on the same page.
You know get our stories straight.
No.
Not so sure about that.
We'll get through this.
But like you said, everyone's got a breaking point.
Keon's was Demerol.
Yours is Erin.
What's yours, Al? [ENGINE STARTS.]
Outspoken Alderman James Burton of the 24th ward was gunned down this morning - in the financial district.
- Streets and Sanitation worker found him an hour ago.
GSW to the head, T.
O.
D.
between 2:00 a.
m.
, 3:00 a.
m.
based on lividity.
- Witnesses? - No one's come forward.
Yeah, this place is really dead after hours, Sarge.
I doubt anybody was here.
Pockets turned inside and out.
Wallet, watch, and cell phone are gone.
Any signs of a struggle? Nope, looks like a robbery gone wrong.
Know what Alderman Burton was doing down here? Drinking at the Crown Pub.
Bartender said he was with a banker, Rudy Finnegan, till closing.
We'll go talk to him.
I heard this alderman said cops only care about white victims.
I'd love to tell this jackass I'm working double overtime to help find the guy who killed him.
Hank.
Hey, that's great news about your daughter.
I hear she's going to be okay.
Yeah, doctors did a great job.
- Burton, huh? - Yeah.
You know he and the mayor were very close friends.
Yeah, the mayor would like your team to work this quick.
Understood.
Detective Olinsky.
We'd like a word.
What's this about? Not here.
Down at headquarters.
It's important, Al.
- We wouldn't be here if it wasn't.
- Get off me, man.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
What the hell is this about? Thanks for coming in, Detective Olinsky.
So why am I here? We need to ask you some questions.
- About? - Kevin Bingham.
He murdered Hank Voight's son.
They dug his body up about six weeks ago at a Super Mart construction site.
So? You meet the guy? Okay, look.
Third party DNA was found on Bingham's body.
Yours.
Al.
Can you explain how your hair ended up on the victim? Lawyer.
I was with Alderman Burton for about two hours.
He wanted me to invest in some urban revitalization project - in his ward.
- At midnight? Oh, yeah, he insisted that we meet after dinner.
He seemed desperate for cash.
What do you mean? Well, he offered to pay 15% interest.
That's double the market rate.
We're friends, but that made me nervous.
So I, uh, passed.
- Oh.
- [PHONE BEEPING.]
Then I got in my Uber at 2:01 at the bar, and Burton went down the street.
You see anything suspicious? No.
There was a guy at the bar earlier.
African-American, came in, looked around for a few minutes, left without ordering.
Any details on that? Age, height? Eh, late twenties, average height and build.
[PHONE DINGS.]
You think of anything else, give us a call, okay? Yeah.
Hey, listen, thanks for calling.
Hey, by the way, why do you think that IAD picked up Olinsky? I don't know.
With Olinsky, you may never know.
So anything you need, anything at all, you have my private number.
I know you and James had doubts about our police, but we're changing things.
You'll be in good hands with Sergeant Voight here.
Thank you, Denny.
- All right.
- Thank you.
Commander.
- We're so sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.
It's a loss for everyone, the entire city.
- It is.
- Um.
Sorry to do this now, but your husband's personal items were stolen.
And if you tell me what they are, if you describe them, we may be able to track down the offender who stole them.
You think this was a stupid robbery? Mom, she's just trying to do her job My husband was a leader.
A visionary, he was transforming this ward into a vibrant, bustling community.
He didn't die over some damn Rolex.
My father passed an ordinance last year.
Uh, developers of blighted areas don't have to pay property taxes for five years.
Guess some of the locals weren't too happy about that.
Yes, they protested on our front lawn, slashed our tires, made death threats.
Did you get any names? The ward secretary kept track of all the angry calls and emails.
- Thank you, ma'am, sir.
- Mm-hmm.
Hey, we got a list of pissed-off locals from the alderman's secretary.
There's at least 50 names.
We weren't able to get video of the male black Finnegan saw at the Crown Pub.
What about the alderman's personal belongings? His phone has no signal, no hits on his credit cards, and his Rolex hasn't popped up in any pawn shops yet.
I thought you should know the alderman's wife is on TV expressing concern about Chicago PD's dedication to black politicians.
It's been like what, five hours? Why is she going so hard at this? She's smart.
She wants to keep the pressure on.
All right, so run the names of the angry locals.
But don't give up on this robbery angle either.
Listen, Adam.
I want you to reach out to Woods.
See if he knows what's going on with Al.
You haven't talked to him? Still out of touch.
Well, that's not a good sign.
All right.
Hey.
I pulled foreign hair and fibers from the body doing the DNA analysis.
Cause of death, single gunshot to the head.
This is the recovered bullet.
It's a hollow point .
223 caliber from assault rifle.
Probably AR-15.
Entry wound is clean.
No soot, powder tattooing, internal cavitation.
So it was fired from a distance.
- That's right.
- So someone sniped the alderman from far away and then they get close to rob him.
That doesn't make any sense.
Yeah, you're right.
It doesn't.
Unless it was a hit.
And a robbery was just to throw us off the scent, right? - Thanks.
- Mm.
Commander.
Commander! I sent a few texts.
I don't know if they went through.
No, I got them.
Why are you here? I, uh, heard that IA picked up Olinsky.
Does this got something to do with Bingham? Look, sir, I'm just trying to help.
Just trying to work off my case, and Voight, he seems real nervous.
I think this could be a good opportunity.
So if there's something you want me to do, I'm ready for you.
Don't contact me again, ever.
Sir.
If I need you, I will find you.
Yes, sir.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
- He shut you down.
- He was ice cold.
'Cause he doesn't need you anymore.
Which means whatever he's got on Olinsky is real.
We ran the foreign DNA on the alderman's body.
It's a match to Darius Brown who also lives in Burton's ward.
- Priors? - One for assault.
Beat the hell out of his landlord six months ago 'cause he tried to double the rent.
Tell me you got a current address.
We do.
Chicago PD! [WHISPERS.]
All right, it's open.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
On your right.
Okay.
[SAXOPHONE MUSIC PLAYING.]
Darius Brown! Was I too loud, Officer? [SNIFFLES.]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING.]
They found your DNA on Bingham's body? Yeah.
What'd you say? I said I wanted a lawyer, and the meeting was over.
Anyone in mind? Yeah, Peter Manetti.
He's good.
Expensive, too.
100 grand, up front.
Listen, man, I I hate to ask, but I might need to borrow some money from your Rainy Day fund.
Al, I put all that money in a trust fund for my grandson.
When they dug up Bingham's body, I figured I could get arrested at any minute, so Man.
When I found him, he was already dead.
I didn't know he was an alderman.
All right, so you just happened to walk up to a body in the middle of the night in the financial district? I was walking home.
And I heard a gunshot, so I went to look.
I saw this dude in the alley, bleeding, but he was dead.
How do you know that? - I just knew.
- Okay.
Did you rob him? Rob him? Now, that would be disrespectful.
[CHUCKLES.]
Sorry to interrupt.
Darius.
Look what I found in your apartment.
Well, that was excellent timing right there because Darius was just telling us how he didn't rob the alderman.
No, I never said I didn't rob him.
- Ah.
- I said robbing him would be disrespectful.
- There's a difference.
- Oh, my God.
Did you steal his phone? His Rolex? Of course I did.
What? The man was dead.
Ain't like he needed to know what time it was.
But that don't mean I killed the man.
No, but it looks pretty good.
And unless you tell me something helpful I'm gonna charge your ass right now with murder.
Okay, when I was walking up to the body, I saw a blue sedan.
A Chrysler, I think.
It was driving away too fast.
- You see who was in the car? - I couldn't see.
It was dark.
Look, I swear to God I did not kill that man.
Mm-kay.
Well, just to be sure, we're going to keep you here for a little while, so get comfortable.
C'mon.
- Really? - Yeah, really.
So, boss, this is the good news.
There's only 5,260 blue Chrysler sedans - in the city of Chicago.
- All right, run the ones registered to people living in the 54th.
Did that.
It narrowed it down to 832.
Huh.
It is what it is.
Run the names, see what you find.
Hey, guys, check this out.
This is a voicemail from Alderman Burton's phone.
You are a greedy, opportunistic hypocrite and deserve to die.
That was left last night just before 11:00 p.
m.
, and the call came from a pay phone at a Douglas Park diner.
Grab Upton.
Check it out.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING.]
This is the place.
No security cameras.
Yeah.
Excuse me, sir.
Are you the owner of this place? - I am.
- I'm Detective Upton.
This is Detective Halstead.
We're investigating a homicide.
Did you see somebody use that pay phone last night just before closing time? Uh, can't say that I did.
Will you take a listen to something for us? [PHONE BEEPS.]
You are a greedy, opportunistic hypocrite and deserve to die.
You recognize that voice? Can't say that I do.
Right.
- Well, thank you for your time.
- Mm-hmm.
Uh-oh.
- What? - I just saw a rat.
Looks like it ran right into the kitchen.
You know what they say, when there's one rat, there's always more.
Yeah, and then we got to call it in to the Health Department.
Uh, let me listen to that message again.
Maybe something will click this time.
I like where your head's at.
You are a greedy, opportunistic hypocrite and deserve to die.
Kind of sounds like Coleman Lewis.
He's a regular.
Very passionate about the neighborhood.
Wants to keep things the way they are.
Hm.
Thank you.
Make sure you call that exterminator.
Yeah, you better believe that was me.
Okay, sounds like you admit to threatening to kill Alderman Burton to me.
I said he deserved to die.
And I stand by that.
- But I didn't kill him.
- Okay, well, Professor, we just want to hear the rest of the story.
So you are a music professor with a gun permit? You got pinched for vandalizing a car? Some developer parks his brand new Lexus in my driveway.
Blocks me in for two hours.
He has no regard whatsoever for me or any of the residents in my apartment building.
Now, you guys tell me, do you really believe that I'm the one that killed Burton? I wasn't even in town last night.
Where were you? I was driving to Pittsburgh.
Pittsburgh? What's in Pittsburgh? The rare books library at Carnegie Mellon.
There was a gospel manuscript I wanted to see.
- Hm.
- Burton was gonna demolish the Low Note Blues Club, if you can believe that.
All right? It is one of the most iconic venues in this country, and the greatest people played there.
Okay, so you didn't do it.
Who did? Who knows? Burton and his son play dirty.
Plenty of people that are angry with them.
His son, Arthur? What does he have to do with anything? He's the developer on the Low Note project.
- Hmm.
That I didn't know.
- Oh, yeah, well.
Daddy gave junior a plum prize.
Even re-zoned things to make it nice and easy for him.
You said they were dirty.
I mean, you got any proof? I've seen Arthur go into the Roadside Bar, - two, maybe three times.
- So? It's a gang hangout.
The Roadside Bar? Yeah.
I've stopped in there for a drink.
It's near a project of mine.
- The Low Note? - That's the one.
Which your father had re-zoned for you.
You think I got special favors? Let me tell you, nobody wanted the Low Note.
Junkies shoot up in the lobby over there.
What are you getting at anyway? Did you and your father have any side deals related to that project? Listen, Arthur, if you're involved with a local gang What the hell does that mean? Involved with a local gang? Are you suggesting that my son, my Ivy League-educated son, is a gangbanger? No, ma'am, I'm just trying to figure out who killed your husband.
And right now we don't have a whole lot of leads, so the more I know about your family's business dealings the better.
I'm quickly losing faith in you, Sergeant Voight.
Maybe I should let Denny Woods know that you're more focused on tearing my family down than finding my husband's killer.
We're done here.
Platt, do you know what's going on with Al? Does it have to do with Bingham's body? - I am not the guy to ask.
- Hey, Antonio.
- Coleman Lewis' alibi check out? - Yeah, sure does.
He was at Carnegie Mellon checking out rare books early that morning.
Timeline isn't perfect, but it's pretty tight.
And we have a forensic accountant looking into Burton family finances.
[CELL PHONE BUZZES.]
All right, good.
Let me know what you find.
- Okay.
- Voight.
Hold on.
Yeah.
We'll be right there.
Arthur Burton was supposed to meet a contractor here at 3:00.
Contractor was late.
Found him dead when he arrived.
- Any witnesses? - None so far.
Single shot to the head, just like his father.
Thanks, Novick.
[FOREBODING MUSIC.]
Man, this isn't about yoga studios or condos or destroying black culture.
We're standing in the middle of the heroin highway.
This is about drugs.
This old blues club gets torn down, condos put up, it would screw up their whole business model.
Thank you, ma'am.
[KNOCKING SOFTLY.]
I never changed his room.
Not since the day he left for college.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
I'm so sorry.
We named him after King Arthur.
I apologize, but I need to ask you about some things.
Have you ever heard of the heroin highway? That's where folks from the suburbs buys drugs.
Pay on one end, pick up the product on the other.
Back home in no time.
My husband and I grew up with gangs, with drugs.
I've seen the violence and the pain up close and personal.
I lost my sister to all that nonsense when I was just a kid.
Yeah, I know how it works.
I know the rules.
Do you think Arthur knew the rules? He knew the gang wasn't in favor of the project.
But James and Arthur told me they worked it out.
Came to some sort of an arrangement.
Do you know what that was? No, they didn't go into details.
They just said they took care of the problem.
Look, the LLC your husband and son formed made several cash payments to a guy named Lincoln Avanzano.
But he doesn't seem to exist.
You think that's how they handled the problem? Paid off the gang? It's possible.
And what gang do you think it would be? The Westside Disciples.
Don't know Alderman Burton or his kid.
Well, they're both dead now.
Mm.
- That's too bad.
- Mm-hmm.
Word is, they tried to work a deal with the Westside Disciples.
That's your gang.
- Is that right? - Gave you cash so you wouldn't interfere with their construction project.
Don't know nothing about that.
That's hard to believe.
I mean, you control the heroin highway.
Not all of it.
The part where the Low Note Club is? There's a lot of gangs involved in there.
Yeah, that may be.
But you're the one calling the shots.
I'll tell you what I think, Lamar.
See, I think the Burtons came to you with a deal.
You liked it.
You accepted it.
But they couldn't come up with all the cash, and, well, you didn't like that.
So you popped them.
And in the process you killed that whole construction deal.
'Cause no one's gonna want to build there.
Not now.
We done? 'Cause I'm done talking.
That's fine.
'Cause you already told me everything I need to know.
[CHUCKLES.]
Have you thought about your future? You are damn close to a fat pension.
Spending time with your family, lazy days on a boat in Florida.
I'd hate to see you lose all that after years of dedicated service.
Is there a reason I would? IAD filled me in on the Bingham investigation.
Besides the DNA match, they have a witness who saw you and a young woman at the Super Mart construction site, same place we recovered Bingham's body.
And the only reason you were involved in any of this is because of Voight.
You had no ax to grind with that man Bingham.
But you cooperate You get full immunity.
You stay on the job.
Keep your full pension.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
I got nothing to say.
You sure about that? See, you're protecting Voight because that's your code.
But you're the last of a breed.
Loyalty above all else.
Let me ask you something.
You think Voight would fall on his sword to protect you? Nah.
He wouldn't.
I know Voight.
I do, too.
We pulled video surveillance from Arthur Burton's shooting.
Blue Chrysler sedan.
Just like the Rolex thief said sped away from the crime scene.
We ran the plates, and we put out a BOLO.
The car is registered to a Keon Walters.
We're trying to find his home address.
Car was just spotted behind Landon's Market on Archer.
All right, get over there now.
Nice work.
Let's talk.
[SIGHS.]
You hear anything else? No, nothing.
What about Woods? You talk to him? I did.
I'm guessing you already know that.
What did he say? Well, he claims he's got a witness that saw me and a woman near Bingham's burial site 18 months ago.
He say anything more about this woman? Twenties.
Dark hair.
It's only a matter of time before he figures out who it is.
Might be a bluff.
You know, wants us to panic, make mistakes.
I'll do some digging.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Driver's getting in the car.
Yep, we got eyes.
No passenger visible.
- You ready? - Yeah.
Keon Walters! Get out of the car! Out of the car! Hey! Turn off the car! Turn the car off and get out of the car! [TIRES SCREECHING.]
5021 George emergency.
We're in pursuit of a blue Chrysler fleeing northbound on Levy, just past 13th street.
Illinois tag 65 George Ida 8 Charlie.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
Police! Show me your hands.
Let me see your hands! Put your hands on the glass.
Do it now! Get out of the car.
Put your hands on the roof.
Don't move.
AR-15 assault rifle.
Bingo.
Let's go.
Keon Walters, age 21, he lives at 907 Fillmore.
- No priors.
- He's not in our system.
He's not in the gang database either.
- Ballistics? - It's a match.
The rifle in Keon's trunk was used in both murders.
- Prints? - No, and this is where it gets weird.
We reached out to the banker, Finnegan.
He said he's certain Keon's not the guy he saw scoping out the bar the night of the murder.
Yeah, we searched his car, belongings.
No phone.
Only things we found other than the rifle were a pair of size 12 boots and an extra-large winter jacket.
- All right, me and you.
- Size 12? Those kicks can't be Keon's.
Kid's barely 5'6".
Sounds like the kid might have a partner.
All right, run him through facial rec online.
See if you can find who he hangs with.
One potato.
Two potato.
Rifle we found in your trunk.
It's the same weapon used to kill Alderman Burton and his son.
I didn't kill no one.
Okay.
So tell me.
How'd the rifle end up in your trunk? Hm? Can you tell me that? We know you got a partner.
C'mon.
You seem like a pretty good kid.
No arrests, no gang affiliations.
That's why we're guessing you're not the one doing the shooting.
Which means you have a chance to cut yourself a deal.
Hm.
All you got to do Give us who you're working with.
- I got nothing to say.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Look, bro, I know it feels good.
Keep your mouth shut.
Be loyal.
But it's stupid.
It's stupid.
'Cause You're the one who's gonna end up doing the time.
Not your buddy.
You.
You understand? And life in prison is no joke, bro.
It's forever.
Every day.
Every night.
For the rest of your existence.
Hoping some dude you made eye contact with at breakfast doesn't stick a shiv in your neck.
Be smart.
This is your life, Keon.
There's nobody worth sacrificing that for, believe me.
Nobody.
So.
I got nothing to say.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Where'd you get this photo? Online.
Facial recognition.
- Is Keon in trouble? - Yeah.
We think he's involved in the murder of an alderman and his son.
No way.
Couldn't be Keon.
- No? - You sure? Know him pretty well? We met in high school.
I see him every few months when he comes to the hospital.
- He's got sickle cell anemia.
- Oh, uh, yeah.
Do you know if he's in a gang? No, he's a nice guy.
We went on a couple of dates.
I'm telling you he's not killer.
Okay, well, if you want to help him and I think you do, just tell us everything you know.
- I am.
I swear.
- What about his friends? Any of them in gangs that you know of? No.
But I'm pretty sure his cousin is.
He comes to Keon's appointments sometimes.
Okay, what's his cousin's name? Keon calls him LJ.
I don't know his real name.
It's probably in the visitors' log somewhere.
- Noted.
- Thank you.
Why don't you tell us about your cousin Lamar Jenkins.
LJ? Yeah, you know big cuz.
Runs the Westside Disciples.
And everything on the heroin highway.
That much we do know.
Lamar is the one who actually did the murders, right? It's either him or you, Keon.
Don't know what you're talking about.
This kid's not gonna crack no matter how hard we push.
Nah, we'll break him.
Just got to find his weakness.
Everybody's got a breaking point, Al.
No matter how strong you are.
Well, not everyone.
We can't find a home address for Lamar.
You check out that bar I told you about? Yeah, he's not there.
Patrol stopped by an hour ago.
The place looks shut down.
You know, he's probably been on the run ever since we pinched his cousin.
You're probably right.
Guess we have to come up with a different approach.
I assume we still got his coat.
Mm-hmm.
You keep playing tough guy, Keon, the clock is gonna run out.
Hey.
Just talked to the ASA.
Told me to kick him free.
What? You serious? He ain't talking and we don't have enough to charge him.
Come on.
You can grab your stuff downstairs.
But stay in town.
This ain't over.
You all set? Yeah, I put a tracker and mic in his coat.
He's coming out, Jay.
Copy that, Sarge.
We're in position.
This kid might be on to us.
He's been walking for 20 minutes.
Yeah, maybe he just wanted some distance from the station.
Maybe.
He just went in to a mini-mart.
[DIALING BEEPS.]
He's dialing.
He must have bought a burner.
Yo, it's Keon.
Come get me.
I'm on Roosevelt near Saint Ignatius.
Yeah.
And tell Lamar to stay in Riverdale.
The police are looking for him.
All right.
Sarge, Lamar's in Riverdale.
There's a Disciples house at 290 Pine Street.
You and Upton scoop up Keon.
Now.
We'll take down Lamar.
- Copy.
- All right.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
- You ready? - Mm-hmm.
Chicago PD! Put your hands in the air.
Out! - Got the stairs.
- Okay.
Put your hands up.
I want you to take a step back - from that knife, ma'am.
- Upstairs clear.
Where's Lamar Jenkins? There's no sign of Lamar in here.
- [ENGINE REVVING.]
- Hey.
You hear that? Run.
- I got this side.
- All right, go ahead.
Check it out.
- You ready? - Go, go.
Are you kidding me? [GROANS.]
[GRUNTING.]
[PANTING.]
Take the helmet off.
Must be a stash house.
There's got to be at least 200 Gs here.
Whoa.
Is this a stash house? Yeah, it looks that way.
Atwater and Ruzek are transporting Lamar back to the District.
All right, good.
All right, clear it out.
Log it into evidence.
This is your one and only shot, Lamar.
You got the wrong man.
We have the weapon.
And we got your cousin, Keon.
He's on audio referring to you as the shooter.
That's my nickname.
From when I played basketball.
All we had to do was offer Keon a deal, bro.
Offer all you want.
Keon? He's old school.
He won't talk.
So y'all can kiss my ass.
Thanks.
All right, just talked to the lab.
Lamar's prints weren't on the car.
All right, what about Finnegan? He able to make a positive ID? All Finnegan said that he can't tell if it was the guy or not.
Honestly to me it sounds like he didn't want to get involve with the gang stuff.
We still have enough to arrest.
Maybe.
We sure as hell don't have enough to convict.
Our only real shot is to flip Keon.
Who refuses to flip.
Well, we arrested Lamar for both murders.
I'll tell you this.
Cuz ain't excited about doing no time.
- What's that mean? - That means that he talkin'.
He is talkin'.
Man, that boy gave you up.
He said you the real trigger man.
Is that true? [CLEARS THROAT.]
Yeah.
Yeah, it was me.
I did it on my own.
Don't do that.
Don't eat this for him.
C'mon, bro, you He's supposed to be your family.
He working your girl.
Ah, you didn't know about Rochelle? - She ain't my girl.
- C'mon, man.
You don't got to do that, man.
We know you like her.
I mean, we could tell by your social media.
You like her a lot.
Look what we found on her Facebook page.
Looks like they've been hanging out.
We didn't even want to show you those.
What happens when you go to jail, man? And your cousin, Rochelle, they start doing more than hanging out.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Man, Lamar can have this bitch.
[SNIFFLES, CLEARS THROAT.]
I ain't talking.
This guy's loyal.
We just haven't found his breaking point.
I had a partner way back.
His kid had sickle cell.
Terrible chronic pain.
Hm.
All right, Keon, listen.
Before we officially charge you just want to go over a few things.
You're gonna be in Cook County so medical care is limited.
- But I have sickle cell.
- Yeah, I know.
That's why I'm here.
Okay? This form outlines the medical care.
Here, just sign here at the bottom.
All it says is that you received a copy.
Man, I freak out every few months.
I mean, they're gonna take me to the hospital, right? - No.
You're in lockup.
- Yeah.
- Is the pain really that bad? - Yes! Well, you can get some aspirin or ibuprofen.
- Yeah.
- No, I need IV Demerol.
- Right.
- Oh, man.
Like, aspirin don't do nothing.
Demerol's the only thing that stops the pain.
- Like, I need it.
- Okay.
Look, listen.
You're not gonna get a Schedule II narcotic in prison.
There's no way.
Oh, man.
I'm sure I can figure out a way to skirt the rules.
But you got to play ball.
I drove the car.
All right? I drove the car.
But it's all I did.
I swear.
Look, man, I ain't never shoot nobody.
That was all Lamar.
I swear to God.
Talked to some sources.
The witness is real.
How did Internal Affairs find this guy? They called that tip line Woods set up.
$5,000 reward.
You know, it's probably a good idea to get Erin on the same page.
You know get our stories straight.
No.
Not so sure about that.
We'll get through this.
But like you said, everyone's got a breaking point.
Keon's was Demerol.
Yours is Erin.
What's yours, Al? [ENGINE STARTS.]