Chicago P.D.

Out of the car nice and slow.

You feel like a man now, huh?

Get your black ass on your knees right now!

- Those punks murdered Daryl over nothing--

driving while being black.

- I've done research on this cop Doyle.

He's got a track record.

This isn't about you anymore.

This is about the future of Chicago.

- You gotta do what you think is right.

Just keep in mind, you're a cop.

- You backed me? I appreciate that, bro.

- No, I didn't come down here to shake hands and make up.

You may not go down for that murder,

but I will get your badge one way or the other.

- It's pizza. It can't be that bad.

- It is. It's like a sheet of paper.

Well, deep dish is waiting.

When you're back, we'll hit Bartoli's.

Deal.

You are coming back, right?

Yeah, I miss the wind...

and you.

So you miss me, do you?

Shut up. I gotta go.

- Yeah, talk soon. Morning, Sarge.

- Hey, listen, Adam and Kim are case-on-case on this thing,

so take us through. - All right.

Three months ago, an unlicensed mini Uzi was used

by a deranged white male in a black church shooting.

Now, luckily for us, nobody was seriously injured.

A week ago, the same type of Uzi was used in a drive-by

at a G-Park Lord's funeral. We got two dead.

The shooter was caught, but he lawyered up.

- OCD Intel says the Uzis were stolen in Indiana

and then transported into town.

Our top priority target is this guy, Tony Reed,

part-time biker, part-time alt-right agitator.

He did two stints in Danville for meth distro

before pivoting into guns.

Now, Tony, he stays in the shadows

and relies on these small-time punks

to distribute the weapons,

like this guy, JHawk261,

who posted that charming photo on Instagram two days ago.

- And we got Kev in play as a buyer.

Plan is, bust this JHawk, get him to flip on Reed.

- Does JHawk know you're black?

- Yeah, I'm fronting as a big dog

for the 88th Street Vipers.

My vibe is, he likes selling to brothers

because he feels like we're just gonna wipe each other out,

help his cause anyway.

We got a get-to-know-you offer for five Uzis on the table,

the meeting's in two hours, and I can't wait.

- All right, as soon as Kev makes the sale,

we move in fast.

He reaches for a weapon,

light his ass up.

- Copy that. - Let's go.

- We got eyes on Kev. Red Camry pulling up.

I'm running the tags now.

Okay, car belongs to Jeffrey Alan Hill.

He's got two priors for meth possession.

I'm guessing this is JHawk.

You shopping?

- You JHawk? - That's me.

You serious?

All good.

Let's go inside.

That wasn't part of the plan.

- That's where the groceries are, dude.

Let's do it.

- 'Sup, boys? Where are the sweepers?

- D's cleaning them. - Where the hell's D?

Right here.

Polished and shined, thing of beauty.

I'm telling you, these things are gonna blow you away.

Whoa, boss.

You gotta be kidding me. That's Tom Doyle.

- Mm. - Who the hell's Tom Doyle?

He's a cop.

- Who pulled over Atwater while he was undercover

and put a gun to his head. - Easy, easy.

- If he's dirty, we got a problem.

Just let it play.

What the hell is this?

A lot of buyers in Chicago. You bring this?

- The only color Reed cares about is green.

- Anybody even bother to do the 411 on him?

I'm just here for business.

We still got a deal or not?

- You need to get up on out of here, you hear me?

I said run along, son.

Don't call me son.

I'ma give you a call later, bro,

when you realize that your boy here's trippin'

and he don't know what the hell he's talking about.

I said run along.

What the hell was that?

Spoke to Platt.

Apparently, Area South's got Doyle working undercover

with Tony Reed's crew.

- Doyle's patrol. - He got promoted to detective.

- Why didn't Area South deconflict this?

- I'm going to talk to his sergeant right now,

and believe me, I'm gonna find out.

- The deconfliction screwup is on us, Hank.

Someone made a mistake with the paperwork.

- That's a hell of a mistake, Kenny.

- Yeah, one of my guys put Reed's alias into the system

instead of his real name.

How long's Doyle been under? Here, have a seat.

Three months.

It's a long play to close in on Reed.

- Hey, how about we compare notes, work together?

Think that's our best shot to take down Reed.

- Eh, I'm not sure that's a good idea.

Hey, look, Hank.

I know what went down last year between Doyle and Atwater.

I don't think it'd be a problem on our end.

The kid's a good cop.

It's the only reason I put him up for detective.

- Got nothing to do with his father, his two cousins?

- Yeah, I know he's got a lot of family on the job,

but that wasn't the reason.

On my kids.

Okay, let's do it.

- Tony Reed is the head of the snake

of this gun-trafficking organization.

He's elusive and cagey.

Always works through an intermediary

like Jeffrey Hill.

That's the reason I put Doyle under with him.

- Best way to get access to Reed.

Hill's real loyal too.

Thinks Reed is some kind of visionary.

That's why I killed the bust.

No way that Hill flips.

- All right, so how do we get Reed to the table, then?

- Increase the size of the purchase.

- If it's a big enough deal, Reed will wanna be there.

- Okay, good, then we have Atwater go back there

with a bigger, better order, right?

Say 50 weapons instead of five.

- All right. Gear up.

Hey, hey, you got a...

Hey, Kevin.

What's up?

- Just want to, uh, clear the air about that meet.

- You were doing your job. I get it.

I was in character.

These guys, they're real racists.

I just had to play along.

Must've been hard.

Come on, man.

Let's put that behind us, okay?

You and me, let's focus on locking up Reed.

I come in peace.

I just wanna make a good bust here.

Okay.

- I'll let you know when I get a bite.

Yeah.

- How does it feel? - Like you're making my day.

What we talking?

- If you got for 50, I'll cut you a deal.

$1,500 apiece.

Sure you can cover that?

You tell me.

How's that look?

Real good.

- Why do you need all these guns?

- There's a war on the way to the South Side.

Everybody's strapping up.

- So much for protecting your fellow black man, huh?

Excuse me?

- You sell these guns to blacks, they kill more blacks.

You don't got a problem with it, I sure as hell don't.

Just business.

- Okay. I'll set up a meeting.

I'll call my man right now.

What the hell's a helicopter doing circling out here?

Hey, relax.

Sounds like it's going away, all right?

- Sounds like it's circling back around.

I don't like it.

What the hell's going on?

- Maybe they're friends of yours.

What the hell does that mean?

Are you a cop?

- Let's everybody just calm down, all right?

- Something ain't right here. You a cop?

Let's go.

That what this is?

- Hey, let's just take it easy, all right, J?

Hey, hands up!

- Stay down, stay down. - Don't shoot, don't shoot!

Keep your hands up!

- You were right. We are the police.

- Kev, you guys all right? - We all good.