NARRATOR: Previously on The Mob Doctor:
WOMAN: You recognize your patient? Witness protection for more than a year.
I never agreed to kill somebody. Yes, you did.
You came begging and pleading for your brother's life.
You knew Moretti's:I's reputation. He would have killed you.
Hey!
What have you gotten yourself into? It wasn't Grace, Ma. It was me.
Nate. No, I screwed up.
MORETTI: Let me deal with her.
Watch that temper. Nobody's scared of you any--
[GUNSHOT]
CONSTANTINE: You've always been family to me, Grace.
But your debt to Moretti would now belong to me.
What are you doing here? NATE: You're way deeper than I thought.
What do you want, kid? A job.
[♪♪♪]
DANIELLA: Where were you? ALAN: None of your damn business.
DANIELLA: You disappear for days, come home with blood on your shirt.
ALAN: I don't answer to you. DANIELLA: I am your wife.
ALAN: You're a worthless piece of crap.
Don't walk away from me, Daniella.
Don't walk away from me. You're a piece of crap.
GRACE: Even when I was little, l knew that choices were hard.
They can sit in the pit of your stomach and not let you go,
even once you've made them. .
I still don't know if I made the right choice.
But where I come from, even if I run away, you never really leave.
MAN [OVER PA]: Multi-victim trauma incoming.
Family of four. Status: hit-and-run chest contusion. Shortness of breath.
Daughter's name is Ruby. I'm scared.
I got her.
Hi.
Nan-ct up is her mother.
Forty-three. Forehead spidered the windshield.
She's brady and hypertensive. GCS: 242.
Blown pupil. Call the OR.
WOMAN 1:Yes. I'll prep her. This way.
Forty-four-year-old male, her husband.
Right leg internally rotated. Weak distal pulses.
Dislocated hip. Dr. Robinson. Let's get him to Bay 2.
Everybody grab on.
On my count. One, two, three.
Got you. Last up, the son, Max.
PARAMEDIC 1: Twelve. Injury to pelvis and thigh.
Heart rate: 120. BP: 80 systolic.
CBC, trauma panel, type and cross for four.
All right. Bay 3. Let's move it.
Claire. Where's my wife? FLANIGAN: Mom has started posturing.
Brain's herniating. No time to get her to the OR.
Lidocaine with epi, Betadine and a burr hole drill, now.
Mr. Kelton, hang with me for just another minute, okay?
[KELTON GRUNTING]
[LEG SNAPS AND KELTON SCREAMING]
All right.
My family, are they okay? We're taking care of them.
A red SUV. Guy must have been drunk. I tried to swerve.
Okay, hit-and-run driver. Red SUV.
PARAMEDIC 2: Charlie 2-4. Hit-and-run vehicle, red SUV.
We were coming back from Max's soccer game.
It hit Daddy's car and we ﬂipped over.
It's okay, sweetie. We know.
Is my mom okay?
Mm-hm.
Tell me about you. Can you tell me what hurls?
I'm fine.
Let's take a picture of your lungs to make sure. I need a chest film.
Guess I wrecked my uniform, huh?
Pan-scan him. Head, C-spine, left hip, non-contrast.
Chest, abdomen, pelvis with. WOMAN 2: Right away.
WHITE: Okay, Mrs. Kelton. Hang in there.
I'm through the inner table. We're at the dura.
Okay. Run her to the OR.
I hope they don't have to give Max needles. He hates needles.
I know. Me too. Don't tell anybody. It's a secret.
My chest feels funny.
[EKG BEEPS THEN FLATLINES]
I need help here. MAN: Got it.
GRACE: Give me an amp of epi and a crash cart.
Where is that chest x-ray? MAN: Her pressure's dropped down.
She was fine two minutes ago. Transacted aorta.
Why are you stopping?
Because she's gone, Olivia.
We can do an emergency thoracotomy.
For what? For her? She's gone. For maximal educational benefit.
No way I'm ripping a girl's chest open for your benefit.
Call it.
Time of death, 2:17 p.m.
I'm gonna go talk to her dad.
WHITE: I'll handle it.
You look like you need a break.
[♪♪♪]
[PHONE RINGING]
Thanks for coming, Grace. I don't have a lot of time.
This way.
[♪♪♪]
[MAN GRUNTING]
Watch your step here.
GRACE: What happened? Thing over on March Lane.
Guy got thrown through a window. GRACE: He smells like a brewery.
Yeah, a bar fight.
Fix him. I'll be waiting outside.
You know who owns this place? Jimmy Palmer.
We had fun in his basement. Remember that?
Franco, I'm not in the mood. Excuse me for making conversation.
What the hell is this? Must have got hit.
This mark on his belly is from a seatbelt, Franco.
[♪♪♪]
This is tempered glass.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
What car does this jerk drive? Don't go there.
An SUV. Shut up!
A red one? Yeah, how did you know?
Because this guy just killed my patient.
[♪♪♪]
CONSTANTINE: All right. Take it up to Cicero.
MAN: Right. My guys will follow you.
That guy on the kitchen table just killed a little girl.
You expect me to send him on his way?
That's exactly what you're gonna do. In case you forgot, I own your debt.
Who is he? Don't ask me any questions, Grace.
I have to call the oops.
He is a cop. Patrick Shaw is a captain.
[♪♪♪]
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
Yeah, he's guarding. Could be internal bleeding.
Happen to have an ultrasound? Very funny.
There's a soda machine. Pull out one of the tubes and bring it to me.
Grab me that bottle of distilled water and one of those bowls.
SHAW: Aah. What the hell? FRANCO: Easy, Shaw. She's your doctor.
Oh! You're killing me here. I need to check if there's bleeding.
If there is, you'll end up in a hospital, they'll arrest you. Hold him.
[SHAW GROANING]
Great. Oh. I can't look at this.
FRANCO: Jeez, Grace.
Okay.
All right. I'm gonna put some ﬂuid in your belly.
If it comes out clear, you're good. If it's red, we got a problem.
Is he good to go yet?
Fluid's clear. Got to stitch him up, he's good to go.
Hurry up.
[♪♪♪]
Hey, sis.
What are you doing here?
I'm working.
What are you talking about? I'm working for Constantine.
Are you out of your mind? Are you?
Nate, I don't have a choice.
You don't have to save me anymore, Grace.
Or didn't you get the message?
[♪♪♪]
I'm not sure it was such a good idea bringing in the jamook.
Time will tell.
I want you to torch the SUV.
Bring the kid along.
Let me know how he does.
I'm gonna go talk to our friend.
[GRUNTING]
That's all right. He can stand up on his own.
They gotta get me home. I hurt like hell.
That's good.
You know why?
[GRUNTING]
Because you killed a kid.
Because of your stupidity and your arrogance,
you killed an innocent child.
If I didn't need you right now, you would already be dead.
Where are we at with the Kelton family?
Son is hemodynamically stable.
Extensive crush injury to the left hip and pelvis. Hip CTs are pending.
What about Mom?
Hematoma evacuation was successful,
but she has brain edema and increased intracranial pressure.
Get the pressure down before we asses her neurologic function.
Nice of you to join us.
MAN: We're doing everything. We got a description of the vehicle.
We're canvassing hospitals and urgent-care facilities.
He killed my little girl.
An accident that bad, the drivers hurt, means he'll show up for medical care.
BRETT: You coming?
How long would it take a intra-abdominal bleed to turn south?
I don't know. Twenty-four hours? Why?
WHITE: The goal is to prevent Mrs. Kelton's brain from dying while she recovers.
Suggestions?
Therapeutic hypothermia.
Reduce temperature to 33 degrees Celsius.
Start with the cooling blanket. What's in the hypothermia protocol?
Hypothermia regulation system, temp probe Foley cath, EEG monitor.
Excellent. You are running point.
[♪♪♪]
What's bothering you?
[PIANO PLAYING JAZZ MUSIC]
We're gonna have poker machines in every bar in the south side.
The whole city's gonna follow.
You have major cash flow issues, Constantine.
Let me tell you something about Chicago, pal.
The streets, they're all paved with gold.
Only we gotta get there first.
You were away for 15 years.
Power vacuums get filled. You have a plan, huh?
I got a lot of plans.
Soon as they start falling in line, you'll be the first to know.
[♪♪♪]
Sony I'm late.
How's the Kelton boy?
Major arteries in his lower leg are all crushed.
There's almost no blood ﬂow.
I'm sorry.
You feel like dinner?
Not even close.
Beer and a back rub?
A little closer.
That girl today, that was not your fault.
You know that, right? There's nothing anyone could have done.
So option A is I take you home and I distract you.
Nice try.
Or option B is I just distract you right here.
So who's this doctor guy Grace is dating, huh?
NATE: You know, some fancy, North Shore puss.
Big mistake. I thought she'd end up with you.
Yeah, I'm sure you did.
Hey, so did she.
What are you saying here?
She never told you?
Forget I said anything.
Told me what?
When Grace was an undergrad and you were daring,
she thought you were gonna pop the question.
She never said anything to me. You took off for New York.
Listen, I had to work for the Cassos.
Moretti had cops breathing down his neck. I had to get out.
You were gone for a year. Well, I was stuck.
I didn't have a choice. She thought it was because of her.
Well, why didn't she say anything? I don't know.
I mean, you know Grace. I love her, but she's a pain in the ass.
Hey, watch your mouth. All right?
You ought to be kissing her feet after what she did.
Bailing you out with Moretti like that? You were on death's doorstep, my man.
I didn't ask to take on my debt. I could've handled it.
No, you couldn't, Nate. You got no idea what you're golfing into.
Yes, I do. I grew up with this. You think I wasn't watching?
You think you know how these guys end up, huh?
Constantine's got money stashed. You think he needs this?
Fifteen years in prison. He's still jonesing for ft.
I think he's gonna get it and I wanna be there when he does.
There's three ways this goes down, all right?
One, he gets it.
Two, he gets busted. Three, he gets killed.
That s a one-out-of-three shot, ate. I'm a gambler, right?
This is no life.
You still got choices.
I'm making mine.
[♪♪♪]
You do the honors then.
Congratulations, my man.
You're a felon.
[GLASS SHATTERS]
[♪♪♪]
What's up, Max? Hows the leg?
It looks like Frankenstein, but it doesn't hurt.
Hey. Good morning.
This is Dr. Devlin. We figured we'd hit you with the hottest doctor we have.
That's a good strategy.
So where's your dad?
I told him that I was okay,
and that he should stay with Mom and Ruby. Why?
Um, you know how parents like to get the gory details.
You should have seen my mom when coach was compiling stats for all-stars.
Did you make the team? Players Cup, two years.
You a player when you were young? When I was young?
Yeah, center midfielder.
I'm a striker. Eight goals this season.
Seriously? And 12 assists.
[♪♪♪]
Am I gonna have to sit out the season?
BRETT: It's too soon to tell, buddy.
We'll be back in a while to check on you, okay?
GRACE: Mom.
I was at the bakery when you texted so I brought you some pastries.
Thanks. What's up?
Can we sit down and talk?
We need to talk about Nate. What about him?
You know his new job? Yeah.
He's working for Constantine.
That's why you don't know any details.
[♪♪♪]
No, he knows better than that. No, he doesn't.
Talk some sense into him.
Tell him what it did to Dad.
I don't know what you mean. You told him those stories.
They were lies, Ma, about Dad, they were lies.
Nate needs to hear the truth.
Your father was a good man. He was a drunk.
Look, Mom, if you don't tell him the truth,
Nate's gonna go down that same path.
I got no control over him.
You really believe that?
CONSTANTINE: Franco told me you did good last night.
It was nothing. No problem. Don't sell yourself short.
You know why I brought you here?
We're sitting on asphalt that was delivered by trucks that I owned
out of a city yard that I controlled.
This street and hundreds of others like it,
they were money in the bank before I got sent up.
That bodega over there?
Dave Jay.
He fenced more electronics out of that place in one day
than your average box store sells in a week.
I protected him. We all made money. Everybody was happy.
What happened? If you don't mind my asking.
Set up by a two-bit punk by the name of Marcellus Coin.
Wanted a piece of what I had,
only he didn't have the nerve to get a gun and take it.
Instead he set me up with the cops and he ratted me out.
Piece of crap. Doesn't matter.
Marcellus Coin is mi morte vam.
What matters is the future.
You see, all this got taken away from me, Nate,
and I'm gonna get every inch of it back and then some.
You wanna be a part of that?
[♪♪♪]
Yeah, I do.
Well, it's gonna be a tough fight.
And there's only one way to know when the fight's over.
When they put the guy in the ground?
No. When they put you in the ground.
Oh, hey.
Hey. how's your day going?
Surgical consults. I had to open up a lap chole that went south.
Compared to yesterday, not so bad.
I can't stop thinking about that girl. Oh, and Olivia wanted to open her up.
[SCOFFS]
Any improvement with Max's leg? Brett's getting an angio.
How long have I known you?
You gotta go easy, babe.
You lay your heart on the table every time a patient draws a crappy hand.
Soon there's gonna be nothing left. Yeah, I know.
Do I drag out the margarita mix and Mean Girls?
No. It'll just make me think of Olivia.
You can't fix everything.
[♪♪♪]
No, but you got to try. right?
Grace, what are you doing?
I just got to take care of something.
Her temperature's down, but her brain pressure isn't improving.
No response to stimuli.
What can we do?
We wait.
Max's angiogram results are back.
The thigh has massive edema.
The femoral artery and major branches are all compromised.
Any more tissue death, the boy's at risk for necrosis and kidney failure.
Opinion, Dr. Wilcox?
[♪♪♪]
Extent of the devascularized tissue is set up for rhabdomyolosis.
Femoral artery proximal to the injury is healthy, it's got its collaterals.
We could bypass with a graft.
There'd be blood supply for Max to keep his leg.
That's a long shot.
A vascular surgery increases the risk of septic shock.
Not necessarily.
I appreciate you wanna save the leg,
but you have to focus on saving his life.
We go with the definitive treatment.
You need to talk to the father.
Get his consent for amputation.
Hey. Hey.
I got your text. What's the big emergency?
I can't do this, Franco. I am covering up a little girl's murder.
If you knew the situation with Shaw, you wouldn't want him locked up.
He's the head of the gang task force. I don't care.
Wow.
When we were little kids, little kids,
you ever see a dealer anywhere in Bridgeport, huh?
No. Constantine was running things. So? It wasn't paradise.
No, but we didn't have creeps selling smack and rock in our school.
Hey, you remember the Krasik kid?
Yeah, she OD'd last month. Yeah, because of them.
Constantine wants these chumbolones to go down.
The only way that's gonna happen is with Shaw.
Shaw's planning a raid on Disciples. He gets locked up, that's done.
Constantine handles it, that's a lot more blood.
You do not want that.
[♪♪♪]
Yeah, I don't know, Franco. Come on, Grace.
Let this guy buy his way into heaven, clean up the sheets.
You're doing this out of the goodness of your heart?
Laura Krasik's uncle was a friend.
We take care of our own, Grace, like I used to take care of you.
Besides, since you fixed him up, the raid's still on.
[♪♪♪]
You did fix him up, right?
I gotta see him soon as possible.
Grace.
I may not always be here to cover for you.
[♪♪♪]
I found him slumped in his apartment.
It's my gut. It's killing me.
Who is he? He's a cop with a bad spleen.
Don't worry. He doesn't bite. His card's in his wallet. I'll call you later.
What you doing? You don't have a surgery. I know, I'm your attending.
I need to do a laparotomy.
Did you get a CT? Did an ultrasound.
There's ﬂuid surrounding the spleen. Pressure's dropping. Should get going.
All right. Any issues, page me. All right, thank you.
There's a reason why this patient gets special treatment.
Look, I'm sorry, okay? I know it's messed up.
So I'm just gonna trust you?
Let me fix the spleen. Get in, get out.
[♪♪♪]
BRETT: How are you doing, Mr. Kelton?
Her hand is so cold.
We have to slow down Claire's metabolism while her body heals.
But can she feel it? I mean, she's freezing.
No. No, not while she's unconscious. It just protects her brain.
I know it's hard. It just takes time.
I do need to talk to you about Max.
We need to make some decisions.
Well, he was doing good. He's watching TV.
The hospital wants you to sign off on amputating his leg.
Oh, God.
Truth, I do not agree with the hospital.
There's a chance we could save his leg by bypassing the area,
but that may increase the risk of his leg becoming infected.
And if that happens?
II that happens, he could die.
[♪♪♪]
I will do everything to make sure that does not happen.
I know this is hard. But after talking with Max,
the thought of not fighting to save his leg is incomprehensible to me.
We can take his leg,
and your son will absolutely survive.
But it's up to you.
Oh, hey. You're home early.
Just passing through.
Nate, we have to talk.
About what? About your father.
What about him?
I said a lot of things because I wanted you to have someone to look up to.
What is that supposed to mean?
Your father was a drunk
who had more affairs than I can count.
What the hell are you talking about? What are you doing?
[SIGHS]
He made a living beefing people up.
The only way he knew how to communicate
was with his fists. I don't know why you're saying this.
You're working for Constantine. I don't want you to end up like your father.
Grace put you up to this?
Oh, what difference does that make? I got places to be. Goodbye, Ma.
Trying to hack down Dr. Robinson. Any idea where he went?
He is in the OR with Dr. Guthrie doing the femoral bypass on Max Kelton.
Is something wrong?
He was supposed to get consent for amputation.
I-- I'm sure there's a reason. Damn well better be.
You ever done a femoral popliteal bypass?
No. I observed one when I was a first year.
Well, lets make it quick. I got box seats to the Sox game.
I'll get you through the graft. Close at your own peril.
What the hell's going on?
Well, left see. Vascular attending, Betadine,
shiny instruments with us. Must be a surgery.
Why did you talk Scott Kelton into this surgery? Why offer him the option?
I'd at least want my doctors to try. It's a quality-of-life issue.
Quality-of-life? It's our job to make sure he has a life.
For God's sakes, take a breath.
You advocated for a dangerous surgery
with a father who's under stress,
and you left me with no option but to allow it!
Well, that's the thing about bells, you can't un-ring them.
I told him the risks. He signed the consent.
Now, with all due respect, sir, I've got a 12-year-old kid on the table.
[♪♪♪]
I couldn't get ahold of Shaw.
He was banged up pretty good. He probably just turned his phone off.
He screws up this Disciples raid, I'm gonna rip his throat out.
You know I told Grace it was payback for the Krasik kid OD'ing.
She buy it? I think so.
[DOOR OPENS]
Hello, Constantine.
[♪♪♪]
Daniella.
Look at you. You look beautiful.
How you been? I'm fine. You?
Still on the right side of the grass.
Give us some privacy, will you?
It was good to see you, Daniella.
Would you like a glass of wine?
A little champagne? Nothing
We haven't seen each other in 15 years.
The least we could do is share a toast.
I want you to stay away from my family.
Grace came to see me.
So did Nate.
Now you.
That hardly seems like "stay away," Dannie.
Please don't call me that.
You used to like it when I called you Dannie.
Listen, I got nothing but good things in my heart for your family.
Which is why I'm asking.
Cut Nate loose.
Mrs. Kelton's reflexes are present, withdrawing extremities to pain.
That's a big improvement. Can I have a minute?
We're in the middle here. It's fine.
Start titrating down the midazolam drip and recheck her ICP.
Make it fast. I have a Death and Donuts seminar in five.
What Dr. Robinson did is not really out of disrespect.
You are correct, it's not your place.
You told that story about the resident who used to write down everything.
Chen. He indexed it all.
When a patient came, he would check and see what you said to do.
The kid was good with the alphabetizing.
He was so busy predicting how to please me,
he fused a patients vertebrae when she needed aspirin and physio.
And you're not really a surgeon till you start making your own calls.
I'm glad you're paying attention to my stories, but still not your place.
Thanks for shopping by, kid. Whatever you need, boss.
What can I say?
Looks like a few things fell off a truck. I've been waning to talk to you.
You know, this thing we do, this business I'm in,
it's not for everybody.
[♪♪♪]
And I want you to know
I think it's right for you.
What do you think? I told these morons I wanted them to pick up
some new 3D TVs and this is what they get me.
Want me to talk to them? No.
I want you to give one to your mom.
Lock up on the way out.
Hey. How did the surgery go?
It's too soon to know.
Well, he's got a strong pulse. Yeah, it looks like the graft worked.
Look, I understand why you did it-- Dr. White was right.
I just
couldn't let that father face another horrible thing.
Do you need a break?
[♪♪♪]
[PAGER BEEPING]
It's Max's room.
[♪♪♪]
What happened? RO: Pressure's 60 systolic.
Heart rate's 160.
GRACE: The graft must have ruptured. He'll bleed to death.
Pinch off the artery.
Get Dr. Guthrie. He left.
Start two units PRBCs, page Dr. White.
Wound's open.
[♪♪♪]
GRACE: Hows Max?
We redid the bypass, transfused over 60 units.
Everything looks stable.
That's great news.
Next time, secure the graft with a running stitch.
Next time? You're not gonna beat me up over this?
I'm gonna beat up Guthrie instead. He shouldn't have left.
He had a thing.
Truth is I could kick your ass from here to Arkansas.
But residents beat themselves up enough.
Anything I'd do would be redundant.
Her brain pressure has improved, we'll let her wake up.
Max is doing well. He should be fine.
Her temperatures at 37. Just about back to normal.
Can she hear me?
It's worth a try.
The doctors just told me Max is okay.
His leg is okay.
Sweetheart.
[♪♪♪]
Hi.
How is Ruby?
[♪♪♪]
MAN[ON TV]: And out of Turn 3 comes Castillo in the 21 car and Basil the 23 car.
Hey, doc. When can I get out of here?
What are you doing?
[♪♪♪]
Where are we going? Where the hell are you taking me?
Hey. Give me an answer.
[CLAIR SOBBING]
That right there, Captain Shaw, is the family that you hit.
And that's the chief of surgery.
Here's what he's telling them: Their 8-year-old daughter's aorta
was torn from her heart,
and she didn't make it out of the ER.
Their son, Max, he almost lost his leg.
It's a good thing his doctor is stubborn, he didn't let that happen.
Now, the mom, that mom is gonna spend every waking moment
in occupational therapy.
With any luck, she will brush her own teeth by Christmas.
And that's because of you.
Look, it was an accident.
No, it wasn't.
You killed a little girl named Ruby.
You killed her.
Constantine wants to clean up the streets,
but I want you to know it doesn't square us.
Here. Why don't you hang on to that?
What do you think? I don't know if I should accept it.
Don't be crazy. It's free.
Check it out.
Where'd that come from? Constantine. Wanted Ma to have it.
Well, you can't keep it.
When have I been able to do anything for you? This is a good thing.
Enjoy it.
If Nate saw it's good, then maybe it's good.
Do you really believe that?
Constantine spent 15 years in prison, Mom. He's not a good guy.
The only reason he got sent away is because Marcellus Coin set him up.
GRACE: I know the Marcellus Coin story.
Before he went away the neighborhood was better off.
Things ran better. No one got hurt. Nate, he's buying us off.
You don't see the strings attached to that thing?
It's not okay. Ma, it's not okay.
[GIN WIGMORE'S 'MAN LIKE THAT' PLAYS]
Here's to business and here's to pleasure, boys.
MAN [ON RADIO]: From the crime watch desk, just a few hours ago,
Chicago police launched a surprise, city-wide raid against the Disciples,
one of Chicago's most violent and feared gangs.
Captain Patrick Shaw, commander of the task force,
led the raid that confiscated over $4 million worth of heroin and cocaine.
♪ Girl, you better wake up ♪
♪ Girl, you better run ♪ He's gone ♪
♪ First thing in the morning ♪♪
♪ Faster than a bullet Comin'' outta that gun ♪
♪ Tells you that he loves you ♪♪
MAN 1: Right there.
Get down on the ground. MAN 2: Don't move.
♪ Girl, you gotta wonder About a man like that ♪♪
♪Girl, you gotta wonder Girl, you gotta wonder ♪♪
♪ Girl, you gotta wonder About a man like that ♪♪
MAN [ON RADIO]: The raid netted a dozen arrests,
including Shorty Lomas and Eugene Monster Poe.
MAN 1: Chicago P.D. MAN 2: Don't move.
MAN 3: On the ground!
♪ Girl, you better wake up♪
♪ Girl, you better run ♪ ♪He's gone ♪
♪ First thing in the morning ♪
♪ Faster than a bullet Comin' outta that gun ♪♪
MAN [ON RADIO]: The most notable arrest is that of Marcellus Coin.
Marcellus Coin has been the leader of the Disciples
since the late 1990s,
when his testimony led to the arrest and incarceration
of infamous south side outfit boss, Constantine Alexander,
who was only recently paroled.
[♪♪♪]
You're a son of a bitch. Yo, slow down.
The whole gang-raid thing was about getting revenge.
I don't know what-- it was about Marcellus Coin.
You listen to me right now. This ain't gonna be good for you. Step back.
As soon as I send this e-mail, Chicago P.D.'s gonna get his records
with a note that says his injuries-- Please, please, don't.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[♪♪♪]
Don't you lie to me again.
[♪♪♪]
GRACE: As a kid, I realized I couldn't just disappear.
I had a home and a purpose
And while I can't say I've always made the right choices,
they've been the ones I can live with.
Over time, I've learned the choices that generally piss people off
are the ones that let me sleep at night.
Captain Shaw's gonna be arrested.
He killed a little girl.
It's on him, not me.
Good.
Good for you.
You did the right thing. The hell with him.
Joe, get the car.
And my mother doesn't need your gifts.
I didn't think she needed it. I just thought she would enjoy it.
We had a nice conversation.
She spoke to you?
Yeah. That's what I said.
After you.
[CAR ALARM CHIRPS]
Look, Grace, what can I say?
I've always had a weakness for the Devlins.
[CAR ALARM WAILING]
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Oh. CONSTANTINE: Grace, walk away.
Just walk away!
[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]
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Brought you some deep-dish.
You look good, Moretti.
Up and about?
There's no more loyalty, Franco. None.
What am I doing here, then, huh? Staring at these rocks?
I heard the damn bomb missed.
Good news is the old man doesn't know who did it.
I helped you.
Constantine thinks you're 6 feet under in Kenosha instead--
Instead of what?
Hiding out in a freaking trailer like a field mouse?
I made a lot of guys money,
and everybody's rallying around Constantine
like he's the second coming? They're gonna come back.
He shot me and stole what's mine.
I'm on the side of the angels now, Franco.
Well, these angels, they gonna kill Constantine for us?
You know what they say, Franco.
God helps those
that help themselves.
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