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MAN: Roman's losing him.
TRAVlS: Excuse me. SABlAN: I gotta go.
[SIGHS]
He'll only talk to, uh, Chris Sabian.
Let me tell you: I don't give a fuck what kind of evidence you got. Know why?
SABlAN: Don't do it. Listen. You breach, everyone's gonna die.
You think I killed Nate?
DANNY: Football, huh?
Crazy is on the bus.
...a much worse word.
Hello?
I'm so sorry. l'm sorry.
-What are these numbers? -Cops' badge numbers.
Nice bluff, Chris.
DANNY: Nuh-uh. Stay cool. -We got a one count.
-You lied. -Fuck you!
-You remember Shane, Danny? -What?
Hey, Danny, listen, they found the gun that killed Nathan.
Green light. Take the subject out.
Oh, shit. Shit!
You know something, you don't tell us, that's obstruction ofjustice.
I wanna know what's going on.
There’s only one recording… Well click on it!!!!!
BELL: Inspector!
...or you'll find out just how serious l really am.
We heard you.
You ever cheat on your wife? Answer!
We got the whole city of Chicago watching this.
Danny. I think you should let Maggie go. She's not involved.
Are you blowing each other?
When she's gone, use this.
When l'm clear, come in there, get that girl.
Computer's dead.
You think I'm a killer too, huh?
Yes.
Just tell me who was involved. Now, who was it?
And if they can't get me, they'll kill you.
-Get some help here. -We got an injured cop here.
[lN NORMAL VOICE] I want you to apologize...
Let's do it.
You gave me a way out when you shut the heat off.
Why didn't you go see Niebaum?
I ain't missed a Bears home game since I left the Corps.
For chrissakes. Why you always pick on me?
-Click on wires. -Okay.
Come on, it's all over, huh?
Didn't you know what I was doing?
Disability fund.
-...if you wanna talk to him.... -You can't handle it, I won't have a choice.
Hellman, Allen, Argento.
Here it is! Take it!
Wait, wait. You think you can talk me down, Farley?
Just tell us where the rest of the money went, who your partners were and maybe....
-Since '74. Why? -When's the last time you met with Nate?
OFFlCER [OVER RADlO]: Palermo, Eagle, clear for shot.
So why didn't he go to Internal Affairs?
Karen, wait.
We need to rotate your men--
[DANNY SHOUTS]
They offered the same thing to Nate. They killed him.
I want her to think about that...
DANNY [ON RECORDING]: Well, they did do an audit...
I want this street cleared, right now! Got an ambulance coming through here.
He's obviously over-- Hey, do you mind?
I think you're right. Shane died at the end.
If you have a problem, lieutenant, maybe you wanna let us handle this.
They didn't tell you they were coming in, because they want me dead.
-Danny. -What?
He's gone mobile.
...and a pair of gloves that we took from the water.
All right, keep talking, asshole. You've already done everything wrong.
Chief, give me the order. Give the fucking order!
After hours of little action, we've witnessed a flurry of activity...
Oh, yeah? You were in?
BECK: You have the right to remain silent.
Like pit bulls.
...and who killed Nate, because it wasn't me.
I was negotiating a truce between my wife and daughter.
We're here to find out who took our money...
Move the crowd. I want the area clear.
...on the 20th floor of the Chicago administration building.
...but l only know the names of the key players.
We have the target acquired.
-Drop your gun! OFFlCER: Drop your weapon!
Maggie?
That's it, I'm taking you in, man. You had your chance.
I want all the evidence destroyed.
This is how you use that information?
Three: I want the informant found.
Have my hostage ready.
-Are those taps on this computer? -No.
...l will come home every night.
We can go in there strong, two, three seconds from bang to bullets.
Put your gun down!
-...but you'll execute orders that we give. -You're off, Sabian.
SABlAN: Do not fire!
I have no idea about Danny's guilt or innocence.
Fuck Niebaum. Fuck all of you. You all killed him.
You know another way to get the gun off the girl's head?
This has nothing to do with me and Maggie.
...you access the creative centers of the brain...
[NIEBAUM CHUCKLES]
My life was being stripped away from me.
Well, now you have no choice.
But not me, bro. Okay? I don't work for this pig.
He's got three bullets, center mass. Look.
The informant didn't come to you guys...
-Commander's upstairs? -Yeah, but you can talk to me.
...and he's the one who knows who's running this conspiracy.
Stop kicking yourself in the ass. We all have our bad days. Beck.
I'm just doing this to prove my innocence.
Nobody gets hurt.
It eliminates options. The only option that leaves...
Son of a bitch. Go to Camera 2.
You could've prevented this.
-Guys, go easy. He's one of ours. -In here. In here.
My, um, kid.
The job l can deal with. It's how you do the job.