Law dis-Order (律政強人)

In the criminal justice system,

the people are represented

by two separate, yet equally important groups:

the police, who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys, who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Must have had a thousand coffees

while we were waiting to testify.

- Maybe we can actually levitate after this one.

- My mom used to drag me to this stuff when I was a kid.

Oh, yeah?

- Ash Wednesday? - Mm-hmm.

I'm a proud lapsed Catholic at this point.

All I really remember is grumpy nuns

and old men wearing pointy little elf shoes.

And they all smelled like soup.

- I'm pretty sure that ash symbolizes God's mercy,

the promise of a new life.

Is that all?

Is that all?

- Look, I get it. - It's not for me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey.

What's going on? What's going on?

Somebody's shooting!

2-7 Squad, we've got reports of a 10-10

in the Atlas Museum of Art.

Plainclothes detectives responding.

- NYPD. - Where's the shooter?

- Up at the crown display. - Where?

- Where? - The crown!

The crown! Upstairs, second floor!

Second floor, second floor.

Oh, my God.

Hey.

- Central, 2-7. - 10-10 confirmed, second floor.

Hey, hey, hey, come here.

I got you.

Let me see.

- Central, 2-7. - We have two GSWs.

This man needs help.

Get us an ambulance, all available units.

- Listen to me. - Help is on the way.

Can you tell me who did this to you?

Yes, two... two guys.

They took the crown.

Okay, we got two casings, 9 millimeters.

They went that way.

Okay.

All right, that's great. Hey, hey, hey.

No, no, no, no, no. Listen to me.

Stay with me. Stay with me.

Hey! We're NYPD!

- Come here! - Oh, my God.

- Hey, Cecil. - Listen to me.

EMS is on its way. It's gonna be here any second.

I need you to keep him up, keep him alert,

and keep pressure on that wound.

You got it? Okay. Come on, let's go.

Hold on, Cecil.

- Hey, we're NYPD. - Did you see anything?

Two guys with guns, they went that way.

All right. Go to the left.

Get downstairs!

NYPD! Don't move!

10-13, shots fired at the police.

Go, go, go!

Go!

Hey! Police! Stop!

Cover me.

Hey! NYPD!

Stop!

Back entrance. Back entrance.

Get out of here!

- Go left! - 2-7 Squad to Central.

I'm on foot pursuit with the other perp,

headed to the back parking lot!

- Central, 2-7. - I'm pursuing on foot!

Perp is on a bike!

He's heading eastbound, exiting the parking lot.

Damn it.

NYPD! Stop!

Hold it!

Stop right there!

Drop your weapon right now!

Drop your weapon and get on the ground.

Drop your weapon now!

- Drop that weapon! - Put it down!

Drop it!

Everybody, take a breath!

Hey!

Come on, man, it's not worth it.

Don't do this.

Suspect down.

2-7 Squad to Central, get us a bus now.

Multiple gunshots, but the police are not injured.

How's the wounded security guard?

Didn't make it.

What happened here?

Guy drew down a patrol officer.

It was a good shoot.

.40-cal Smith & Wesson,

but the cases up in the Crown Room were 9-millimeter.

So that's not the murder weapon.

That's kind of a funky tattoo.

Let's see if it's in the database.

Anything on the body?

No cell and no wallet.

But he was wearing an official-looking art museum ID,

and he had a legit security guard uniform.

You think these guys really worked here,

or was it an inside job?

We'll see.

We got units looking for your guy...

BOLO, grid search, choke points, all of it.

So far, nothing.

The victim's name is Cecil Carbo.

Apparently he's a bit of an institution around here.

Been here forever. Everybody loved him.

Eyewitnesses who fled the scene said that the thieves

gained access to this room by clearing it out,

saying that there was some sort of event that was gonna happen

in this part of the museum.

So basically, the thieves didn't have

to lift a finger to clear this place out

until Mr. Carbo stepped in and stopped them?

Looks that way.

At least there's a lot of cameras here, though.

- Should be helpful. - And what is this?

What was this?

Crown of Popayán?

I don't know.

- 16th century or something? - Oh, my God!

- Cecil! Cecil! - Ma'am. Ma'am!

How'd they get in here?

He's my husband!

That's how they got in here.

He's my husband!

Cardinal Keane.

- This is Mr. Carbo's wife, Valentina,

and their daughter, Luna.

I'm Lieutenant Brady.

This is Detective Riley.

Very sorry for your loss.

- I saw them downstairs, and I thought they should have

an opportunity to say goodbye.

- Respectfully, this is an active crime scene.

- Mr. Carbo was a man of deep faith,

a son of the church.

He requested to guard the crown.

He said it was a privilege.

- It is Ash Wednesday, and I'd like to administer

the prayer for the deceased.

Your Eminence, this is a crime scene...

my crime scene.

- Which means we need to preserve it exactly as it is.

That's the only way we're gonna catch these guys.

- This man just died in service of the church.

And to deny him the prayer for the deceased

would be a crime unto itself.

- Well, I'm afraid that's beyond our jurisdiction.

- It seems this room is sacred ground to all of us,

just for different reasons.

I'm not asking you to do this for me.

Do it for them.

Don't touch anything.

You have loved the church here on Earth.

Now, rejoice in her glory in heaven.

Into your hands, merciful Father,

we commend your servant.

Acknowledge him as one of your own.

May the angels lead you to paradise.

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

So we found this on one of the thieves.

Is that real?

Did he work here?

I don't recognize the face.

And there's no employee here named James Sullivan.

But yes, that's a real ID.

It was swiped to enter the facility at 10:43 this morning.

Six minutes before the shooting.

Okay, obviously we gotta go through

all of your CCTV footage.

There isn't any.

How is that possible?

- Our system was rebooting during the robbery.

The feeds went offline for 12 minutes.

Well, that's convenient.

- We'll look into it right away, obviously.

Okay.

What can you tell us about the crown?

Why would someone wanna steal that

and not take anything else?

- Well, that's nearly 5 pounds of the purest gold I know,

450 emeralds.

This one, the Illapu, is worth $15 million, give or take.

Yowza.

That's not the only reason.

Indigenous Colombians believe

that the crown belongs to them, not the Catholic Church.

- So they think the Catholics stole the crown from them.