What a beautiful house. Burke? Calm.
I want to talk to you. I had a bad day. Hard work.
Certain. Let's have a drink. No.
Just water, when they are on duty. Looking at your house, I'd say you hid something from me. My fault.
Burke, why are you here? View? Right to the point.
He doesn't get lost in bullshit. This man is smart enough to realize that we are not on a social visit. But we are here for work.
We have a deal, Burke. And it proved to be a win-win for both of us. Yes.
We had an agreement. I'm sorry, but I don't understand. For a smart guy, George, you're also pretty stupid.
Do you know what this means? I'm in charge. So keep that in mind when I ask you the next question.
Where are the files? Which files? What are you saying?
Reflect. . .
What will you do with those files when you're dead? And answer the question. I don't know anything about any file.
Still confused? Wait! The laptop.
In the safe. Where? In the study.
6-21-44. I didn't want to do anything about it. And the copies?
There aren't any. Search the house. Your gun.
Where? In the top drawer. Near the stove.
You just shot a police officer. It's going to be another hot day, friends, with a high of 33 degrees. Put on sunscreen.
Thank you, Diane. Last night, in an anti-drug raid, Inspector Tyler Burke killed George Freemont, a man with alleged links to organized crime. This concluded an investigation led by Inspector Burke as part of a crackdown on drug dealing in the area.
At the press conference, Commander Keppler commended his department. Hey, Shaw. Wait.
I just wanted you. What did I miss? A bunch of paperwork.
-This tall. -Obviously. Now I'm sorry that DrGardener doesn't want me anymore.
It's good to have you back here. Oh yes? Too bad no one else thinks so.
Nobody blames you. I don't want you to think you have to rush back inside. You're a good cop, but you got shot.
If you need more time, take it. There are those who run and those who stay still. I have been too much.
For anything come to my office, on the third floor. I practically live there now. NARCOTICS DIVISION Yes.
HI. I believe this is yours. Thank you.
Agent Jenny Taylor, fresh out of the academy. Shaw. You worked with Burke, right?
Yes, a long time ago. Before he killed a policeman. How was your holiday?
The psychiatrist's couch becomes a little uncomfortable. I bet. Maybe this time you don't get anyone killed.
IN THE END THE TRUTH WILL PREVAIL All right. Calm down. Any of you would have done it.
Or almost. I'm just glad scum like Freemont isn't around anymore. This city is a little safer now.
Fire. Statistically, most shots come from less than 3. 5 meters.
I'm sure you'll hit the target from that distance. I'll keep that in mind. God, John!
Of course you don't catch anything. What's wrong with Sig? It's a .
40 caliber. -Fires 12 shots, right? -Yes.
The choice of gun says a lot about a police officer. Try this one. I don't need it.
You have no idea what you can do about it. A . 45 caliber Kimber.
For the shooter who wants every shot to hit the mark. The furthest from the equipment. I heard it was very useful from Freemont last night.
You don't like my way of acting. There is a right way and a wrong way. Let's face it.
You were never afraid of breaking any rules. Whatever it takes. I feel sorry for the rookie.
He was a good guy, I learned. Ray? Yes, he was.
At least he was quick. Hit in the head, right? They readmitted you.
Well. Yes. As soon as you get back, you're already rocking.
A flash drive dressed as a credit card. Keep it. There might be something.
Let's send her to the district and put her on tests. Anyone want some coffee? Well.
-HI. -HI. What do you have there?
I just got back from the morgue, from Burke's action. I think it was easy to miss. It looks like a credit card.
Is it a flash drive? Yes. I had it listed in the evidence.
We will see each other. I would like to record this. Please.
Have you spoken to Inspector Burke about this? No. There isn't.
Better to warn him. Okay. Well.
Let's face it. You were never afraid of breaking any rules. Whatever it takes.
CRIME NEWS 8 AUGUST 2014 Investigation into drug trafficking Having arrived at his home, Freemont opened fire Ready? Inspector Burke? I would like to inform you that the district has received evidence regarding the Freemont case.
What proof? I have to release proof that was brought here. He knows the procedure.
Yes. Harris, call the kids and come to the precinct. Here it is.
Thank you. What happens? Evidence concerning George Freemont.
Where are the others? They arrive. I thought we thought about it.
Not enough. PROSPECTUS PAYMENTS AND INTEGRATIONS What happens? Go to the evidence warehouse.
Take what's there. All right. George.
Now this is my operation. Your? Exactly.
I supply the drugs. . .
You move it. I get the proceeds and you get the share I deem you worthy of. Taylor, do you know where Captain Matthews is?
He was in his office 20 minutes ago. Are you coming too? Coffee break.
The machine is in the break room. You paper pushers drink coffee all day. I thought you guys were done with your shift.
There is work to be done. After you. RESERVED AREA We need the archived evidence from the Freemont case.
They're selling like hotcakes tonight. As? Well, Inspector Shaw took them ten minutes ago.
Here you are. This is a dangerous thing. Especially in my wife's hands.
Thank you. HI. Things?
A flash drive that looks like a credit card. Shaw picked it up. -Curse!
-What is it? Shaw took the evidence. The credit card is a flash drive.
Find it. I'm in the monitor room. Central here.
Car 21 arriving. Found. On the third floor.
Son of. . .
Shit. If he leaves here with that key, we're done. -Yes?
-Meeks. Take Saul and Gideon and guard the exits. Make sure Shaw doesn't come out.
They won't come out. Let's go. Fire alarm.
Evacuate the building. It's on the second floor. Twelve shots.
I'm Darrow. Here we are. Darrow.
You have to lock down the building once everyone's out. It's all handled from the monitor room. I have to get there.
So stop chattering and get moving. Matthews, ready. Matthews, this is Shaw.
Everything OK? No, I'm in trouble. Where are you?
To the district. Shaw, what's going on? Shaw?
What. . .
Damn. Central Commissariat. The fire station speaks.
An alarm was reported to us on the third floor. Can you confirm? Yes, an alarm was set off on the third floor.
. . What the hell are you still doing here?
I make sure everyone goes out. Fire alarm! Go out!
Burke, I'm starting to close the exits. Shut down phone lines and cut off all cell phone signals. Received.
Very good. System shutdown initiated. CELL PHONE SIGNAL BLOCKED TELEPHONE LINES OFF Communications terminated.
Well. We are isolated. Hi, I'm Agent Smith from South Central.
I just wanted to let you know that everything is fine here. You can call the fire engine. We understand there is a fire on the third floor.
Yes, that thing has been acting up all day. It's a new building. You know how it is.
Received, South Central. Good night. It must be a joke.
Shaw? Drp her. Shit.
Leave him. He lowers his gun. I'd rather not.
I do many things, I, but the cop killer doesn't. It's true, you do a lot. I know everything, Burke.
I've always known it, over the years. And they say I'm crazy. You always wanted to do it the hard way.
I'm giving you this one chance, for old times' sake, to let it go and walk away. Burke, do you want to shoot this asshole? Shut up, Meeks.
What's your answer, Shaw? Pull the trigger. Don't be stupid.
I win, Burke. I do not believe. You see, I have an army of police, and last time I saw you didn't have great aim.
While I. . .
I'm not wrong. Shit. Look at me, Meeks.
Look at me. What happened? Shaw shot Meeks.
Give me the radio. -Darrow, block the elevator immediately. -Well.
Let's go. The elevator is. .
. blocked. Shit.
I confirm the block. Received. Good, Darrow.
-Put it back in motion. -Received. Meeks.
Let's split up. Curse. Don't move.
Don't even think about it. You know you won't get away with it. So think.
I think. You, on the other hand, have a gun pointed. Give it to me.
Your flash drive? I cannot. Oh yes?
Then I'll put a bullet in your head. You were never a good fit, were you, Shaw? To what?
To be one of us. A corrupt cop? No.
How I'm going to love busting your %*#. All that vacation has made you soft. It's on the first floor.
Received. Go there now. I don't see it.
Wait. It has to be here. I lost it.
Shaw? Shaw? Are you stuck here too?
I can't get out, I don't understand what's happening. You don't have to stay here. What happened to you?
Are you injured? It's not my blood. Whose is it?
By Agent Meeks. Is she okay? What happened?
Is dead. Not by my hand. Look, I don't have time to explain.
Well, then he puts down the gun and we follow the procedures. I cannot. Listen to me.
You don't look so innocent, Shaw. Don't do it. Leave the gun.
Hands behind your head and turn around. A taser? You want to joke.
Listen to me. Find yourself a quiet corner and hide until the lockdown is over. Did you understand?
Wait, where are you going? The parking must be on a different line from the rest of the building. Maybe there is a way out.
-Then let me come with you. -No. Trust me.
Do as I told you. What the hell is going on here? At that time?
For now nothing. Inspector Burke, if he is still in the building, please respond on channel 1. Burke, answer me.
-Tell me. -What the hell is going on? I know there was a fire.
No fire. I had to evacuate the building. Shaw lost his mind and an officer died as a result.
I had to contain the situation. It was the only way. My God.
Find it and keep me updated. I'll take care of it out here. Where's that son of a.
. . Security breach.
Access to parking. It's in the parking lot. Where are you going?
To kill Shaw. You'll go when I tell you. Go and guard the exit in case he gets past us.
And who gave you the command? Don't challenge me, Saul. Good, guys.
Go! Where? -Here.
-Over there! Asshole. Son of a %*#.
It's starting to piss me off! Inspector Burke. What are you still doing here?
I remained closed. Sir, I saw Shaw. .
. and he talked too much. She told me to hide, but.
. . What happens?
Come with me. Perfect. Nine more shots.
Let me use the speaker. -Yes. -Please, sit down.
Shaw. There's a friend of yours here. Say hello to him.
Inspector Shaw. I'm Agent Taylor. Agent Taylor, how old are you?
23, sir. And how long have you been with us? For a month, sir.
Tell me. . .
are you married? Yes. And what's the name of the lucky one?
Brett. Did you hear that, Shaw? Now, if I don't see you on one of these monitors in five seconds.
. . Brett will become a widower.
I know you don't want another dead recruit on your conscience, do you? What is he doing? Five.
Four. Three. Two.
It's on the first floor. Find him and kill him. Received.
I go. Good job, officer. I'll get you a medal.
I hate being bad. Fuck! Shaw proved resourceful.
From now on we will not underestimate him and we will not rest until he is dead and the evidence is destroyed. Unless you guys, and gal, want to spend the rest of your life behind bars. Let's take out this asshole.
Darrow, where is he? I'm working on it. Found.
He's at the forensics lab. Obviously. The laboratory is no longer visible.
Tony! You look at the door, you wonder if that's the escape route. It's one of my two choices.
And the other? Shoot yourself in the head. Unless you want to return your gun and badge right away.
Not much of a choice, right? It's in the air ducts! Let's move.
We are currently under press blackout. Inspector Burke has assured me that he wants to end this matter peacefully. -Commander.
-Who runs this circus? Me, sir. Not anymore.
Do you mind telling me what's going on? Inspector John Shaw. He had some problems.
And that is? Shaw was injured in the line of duty seven months ago and Ray Jones, the rookie who worked with him, is dead. Many policemen blamed him for his death.
And they still do it. Shaw suffered from post-traumatic stress and was assigned to the psychiatrist. He has made excellent progress.
He returned to duty last week. Apparently, it was misjudged. Well, this is the mistake of the century.
What is the situation inside? We are completely armored. Telephone signals are closed.
We communicate with Inspector Burke via walkie-talkie. At least there is some good news. I want to talk to Burke.
Shaw lost his mind. He killed Meeks in cold blood. We gave him the chance to give up but he is not willing to do so.
He killed three other cops and a rookie, Agent Taylor. I brought in a strike team. If she doesn't put a stop to this, they will.
Received. What a piece of shit. So what's the deal between Burke and Shaw?
In what sense? There has to be a story, right? They worked together.
They went to the academy together. They were once inseparable. It seems they don't love each other as much anymore.
Exact. Today they have somewhat different views. You see, Burke wants what's coming to him.
A nice car, a nice house. Not a starvation pension and a gold watch. We think so, but Shaw doesn't.
Him. . .
Is he someone who wants to change the world? I was going to say a %*#. But oh well.
Here it is. Burke, listen. Tell me.
I don't see the monitors anymore. -What? -Shaw must be in the server room.
I go. NETWORK CONTROL ENABLED Security alarm. Data rewriting.
SECURITY CHECK That son of a %*# wants to send the evidence to Internal Affairs. As? I do not know.
It must have overwritten the network from the server room. Shut it! I'm trying.
ACCESS. Force. Force.
Force. Come on! UPLOAD DELETED UPLOAD DELETED All right.
He's gone. It's broken. OPEN ROOF ACCESS Burke is on the roof.
He could call from there! What a mess. CAPTAIN MATTHEWS Yes!
If we no longer have monitors, we have to find another way. What is this? A conduct?
Affirmative, sir. John, is that you? -It's me.
-Where are you? On the roof. Inside they cut off cell phone signals.
Listen to me, I'm innocent. -John. .
. -You have to believe me. I know you killed five policemen in cold blood.
You know me. Do you really believe that? No.
But you have to tell me what's going on in there. Burke is corrupt and I have proof of it. Wait.
What do you mean? Burke and his men worked with George Freemont. They sold him the seized drugs in exchange for a share of the profits.
Did you get it? I'm working on it. I'll join you.
Come on! Shit! Eight shots.
You are bastards. Nice numbers. Gideon?
Porter? Stopped! Drp the weapon.
Floor. And the gun. Kick it here.
Send your men away. Turn off the radio. Shaw isn't on the roof.
Okay. Received. Do you want to kill me?
No. I want to get out of here, and you're my pass. Turn around.
You won't get out of here. You couldn't save Agent Taylor or Ray Jones, and you sure as hell won't save yourself. I wonder if.
. . yours will save you.
If they let you die, like you let Meeks die. Tonight you killed more cops than me. And why?
Because you believe you are right. Have you put your life on the line and what is the result? A dead cop, a horrible scar and the permanent psychiatrist.
That's enough. -It wasn't supposed to be this way, Shaw. -Shut up.
We put our lives on the line every day. What if we get something in return? Read your badge, Burke.
Protect and serve. This is the difference between the two of us. You serve the badge when the badge should serve you.
Get the elevator started. Be convincing. Darrow.
Listening. Turn on the elevator. I'm coming down.
All right. Do you remember your first day as colleagues? Do you remember that I told you: "Never handcuff someone behind their back why can't you see what he's doing back there"?
Shaw? I'll give you some advice. Try to hit a spot not protected by Kevlar.
Like your head? Burke, ready. -Tell me.
-You have five minutes to leave. He had time. He only succeeded in making Shaw furious.
Five minutes to take out that son of a %*#. Let's go. Fantastic.
Put it down. You won't shoot me. Shit!
Here! Hello, Burke. Burke, answer.
-I have the situation under control. -Time's up. Let's turn off the power.
I'm sending the special forces. The special forces cut off the power. No, Burke, if they do that we're no longer safe and Shaw can call!
Don't tell me. Attack the elevators. Right.
Hello, Shaw. Do you want a ride to the ground floor? What?
Stopped. Stay where you are. Do you think you can shoot before me?
Yes. At least one of you will die on me. Are you crazy?
You're alive, aren't you? All you had to do was put it down and walk away. And now look at you.
Give me the flash drive. I cannot. Then I'll take it myself.
You still have it, I know. You're too predictable. I'm willing to bet you have it in your back pocket.
Give it to me or I'll shoot you in the head and take it anyway. You know what I like about training? Combat exercises.
Would that be a punch? I was a good cop. Wait until you see the bad one.
Whoever messes with me gets this. You will die too, like Ray Jones. You should never have come back, Shaw.
You weren't right for the job, even before you lost it. Give me his gun. Ready to enter.
Special forces in position. Unplug the power. Do you want to say the last words?
Yes. How do you spell "asshole"? I don't want to make a mistake when I send you Christmas greetings.
How cute! I want to savor the moment when your head blows. Did you keep two shots for yourself?
I saved one for him and the last one for you. Power off, come in. Go!
Check right! Clean! To the right!
Last shot. -Clean close-up. Let's go up!
-Shit! -Contact! -View!
Go! Six o'clock! Left!
Go! Eye! Matthews?
They turned off the power. We have the signal. I don't have much time.
Burke destroyed the evidence. I have no choice. You need to recall the strike team.
I cannot. Keppler sent her. You are my only chance.
Otherwise it won't be worth anything. All right. Come behind the building, where we do training.
I'll try. That's not enough, Shaw. I'm coming.
In ten minutes. Well. This plan is free.
We've got you covered. Thank God. You did it.
More or less. I have a car out here. You come.
Gun down. Matthews? I said down the gun.
Burke? Do you work with Burke? Come on.
Who do you think fixes messes like this? The only good thing about this mess is that you gave me the chance to eliminate Matthews. Don't even think about it.
As a child I was never one to give toys away. I told you you'd never get out of here. I win.
It took me a long time to get to where I am and neither you, nor George Freemont, nor anyone else you will get in the way. Happy retirement. Hands in sight!
Hands up! Go! Inspector Burke!
This son of a %*# just shot Captain Matthews. Well, we got it. She's finished.
Arrest this piece of shit. Wait! Here's what you need to know.
I told you you'd never get out of here. I win. It took me a long time to get to where I am and neither you, nor George Freemont, nor anyone else you will get in the way.
Happy retirement. I finished them. In the end I broke, on the first day back.