The Chicago Code

Driving through the city,

it's easy to see the greatness of Chicago,

but there's a history behind it

we've never been able to escape.

Growing up, I witnessed firsthand the effects

of "The Chicago Way."

My dad had to pay off city inspectors

for building code exemptions.

Paid off precinct captains

to get the trash collected on time.

Paid off thugs for protection.

Until finally, there wasn't any money left.

It broke my father's heart and cost my parents their marriage.

It's taken more than 30 years since then

but I am finally in a position of power

to do something about it.

Superintendent Colvin,

it's my committee that has oversight

of the Police Department.

I'm just asking for the resources to address

one of the city's biggest problems.

Squandering money that we don't have on a task force

with the vague mission of city corruption...

There's nothing vague about it.

You can draw a direct line from government corruption

to street crime, especially drugs and robberies.

...if you find evidence of specific crimes

and you have the resources to investigate those cases.

So your request for additional task force funds

is hereby denied. I'm sorry.

I told you it was a long shot.

There are some other aldermen you want me to meet

while I'm here? Durning's office has some questions

about you "Kids in Peril" program.

Teresa? I'll try to find him.

I don't understand the purpose of today's request.

You weren't clear about what I was after, Alderman Gibbons?

Are you clear that you wouldn't have this job

without my support?

The next time you have an idea like that,

come talk to me privately first.

My advice? Focus on the morale

and the productivity in your own department.

That's where you can

make a difference.

He put me in this job

because he thought I would be his puppet.

So what do you do now?

Cut the strings.

He made me superintendent because he doesn't think

I'm capable of taking him on.

But how can you without a task force?

Form an unofficial one.

Get there, Bill!

Come on!

Go!

Go!

Damn it! Man, you could have got there!

He'll try to get on the J and Ryan! Beat him there.

Go!

You know, when my father pinned

the Chicago P.D. badge on me, he told me to shake hands

with the good citizens of this city using a velvet glove,

but keep a razor blade hidden between you fingers

for the ones who forgot their manners.

He also told me the moment I ever felt safe,

to remember I was just a dumb Polack,

as capable as the next idiot of getting my head shot off.

They're coming our way.

There he is.

Cut across!

MAN (over P.A.): Pull to the side! Pull to the side now!

Pull in straight behind him! Go!

Whoa!

Catch back up to him! I know this guy.

He won't shoot me. He'll miss you, hit me.

Do it!

Yo, Luis, it's me!

Wysocki?

What're you doing, man?!

You're gonna get your head shot off!

I'm in a stolen ride, man! And I'm on parole!

Doesn't have to be a life sentence, amigo.

Nobody's hurt yet. Just drop the gun.

Thinkin' about going out in a blaze of glory, man.

Those news choppers?

What about your girlfriend, Luis?

Maya? Yeah!

She's pregnant.

It's a boy.

No kidding? Where is she now?

At the flower shop, working.

Come on, man. Let's go and see her!

Don't play games on me!

I wouldn't do that to you, man.

I'll let you hug her, kiss her good-bye

before we take you in.

You want to kiss Maya good-bye, Luis?

You want to feel your little man's kick?

Drop the gun and follow us right there.

Come on, amigo, you trust me or you don't.

Here he is now.

Alderman, this is one of your constituents,

Linda Walling. I think it's important.

Ms. Walling. Uh, "Linda," please.

Thank you very much for seeing me.

Oh, I always have time for the people.

Have a seat.

What can I do for you?

Can we talk privately?

Lilly? Please.

I've voted for you every time.

My parents, too.

I appreciate that.

I trust you,

and I don't know who I can trust in the police.

Why would you need the police?

I'm comptroller for Fergus Construction.

We're bidding for some really huge city contracts right now,

and I think that I saw something that I'm not supposed to.

What exactly?

Some paperwork.

I think the bidding's rigged.

It's illegal,

and it's going to cost the city millions.

Now, I know that you're on the board of directors for Fergus,

and I just need to know who do I tell about this?

You're talking to him.

All right, hands, Luis! Show me the hands!

All right, out of the car!

Turn around!

Don't do anything stupid.

Congrats on the kid.

You got one minute with her.

My God, Luis, what did you do?

I'm so sorry, baby.

You almost got me killed, you ass!

Lose the language. You got women, children.

I said

you almost got me killed.

You know, it's clear this partnership isn't going to work.

We're just not a match.

I'll let your lieutenant know to reassign you

at our mutual request. After only one day?

Screw you. I'm not going to warn you about

the profanity again. Kids are listening.

Now give me the keys to my car.

I appreciate the time and effort, Bill.

Best of luck to you out there. Stay safe.

They really got me, chica.

I'm gonna do some serious time.

I know this probably ain't the right moment...

...but will you marry me, Maya?

Yeah, I'll marry you.

Will you wait for me to get out?

Of course I will.

True love.

Wysocki?

Superintendent Colvin's looking for you.

Yeah? Well, let me know when she finds me.

Come on, Luis. Honeymoon's over.

Well, neighborhood did say they wanted another speed bump.

Thank you, Officer.

All right, look busy.

Teresa Colvin graduated first in her class

and made detective faster than anyone in memory.

Get down!

From there she moved into undercover work,

which led to the biggest cocaine bust

in Chicago's history.

So they made her lieutenant, then captain,

then chief of detectives.

And when the mayor's first choice for superintendent

suffered a massive heart attack,

she went in front of the Police Commission as a real long shot,

as a token candidate, but she won them over

with her passion and bold ideas.

Teresa Colvin was my partner,

She said in ten years,

she'd be the city's first female superintendent.

It only took her eight.

Wysocki, I've been looking for you.

Welcome to my littering case.

Littering case? How's this not a murder?

It's a misdemeanor murder

we already solved from four days ago.

Esteban Fierro, gang hit in that salsa club.

Don't call it a misdemeanor murder.

Gangbanger killed another gangbanger?

You didn't mind so much when you rolled with me.

I'm not a beat copper anymore.

So what is four-day-dead Esteban doing blocking traffic?

Well, Superintendent,

the Black Lords crew that killed him last week,

it seems, broke into the funeral home,

dragged the body across the street, parked it...

put another dozen bullets in him.

So it's really more of a parking violation

than a littering beef?

Well, put this in your parking meter: