He's a ghost.
Maybe, but we're gonna cycle though every rat hole,
every associate, every rumor,
starting with last night's bartender.
we're way late for roll call.
Unless you can write us a tardy slip.
Call my cell when you're rolling.
And you, lose the suit.
It's not gonna impress the company we're meeting.
Can't today, boss.
I got a supervise a whodunit I'm working for homicide.
Great to be back.
Working a theory?
Slain cop, that's a career-making case.
Look, I'm not trying to poach, I'm just--
Car kind of just drove me here.
I must have the same model.
I'm sorry about your partner.
Did the place speak to you?
You know, sometimes you stand in a crime scene long enough,
you listen, you know, real quiet as if
they'll tell you their secrets.
You can almost see it play out.
First shot was fired at your partner.
His name was Parker.
was sitting here with someone.
Stands up to face his killer.
Sees a threat. Protective instincts kick in.
Get him shot in the head from no more than four feet away.
Suggests it was personal.
Do you know why he was here?
I'm working on it.
He fires back, almost simultaneously.
Probably dead before the bullet hits the door right over there.
You think this was planned?
In public? No.
The other victims were just afterthoughts.
A diner full of witnesses won't do.
Only the shooter's interrupted before he can sweep the kitchen.
He hears sirens.
Walks right out the front door.
Probably the suspect who got away
that my crewmember chased down the street.
And the man you chased?
Why don't you answer my questions
before you start asking ones you already have the answers to.
I'm not an oracle.
Guys are better than that.
特别权限 秘密网络 覆盖全球
Special clearances, secret networks, international reach.
Doesn't make us untouchable.
The man I shot.
37 years old, worked the docks for the last ten.
Survived only by an estranged ex-wife.
Well, he's the mystery, isn't he?
If he was an accomplice, what was he waiting for?
If he wasn't, what was he doing with a gun?
I'm leaning toward witness who escaped.
A witness who pointed a gun at a cop.
What was a longshoreman doing with a gun
at the scene of a massacre?
I didn't give him a chance to explain.
Did you ever dress as anyone else?
Agents all had very clear instructions.
Always the wig.
You were his fantasy.
Did he tell you what to say?
I'd improvise. He'd correct me.
Are you sure you want to keep hearing all this?
Until he's caught.
So one time I called myself-- you--
a bad girl.
And he stopped.
And insisted that I was never to call myself bad.
I've done bad things.
But he saw them as survival.
Same time next week?
That's 12 in a row.
You better not tell anyone.
They already know I'm the cop you shot.
Now they'll think you shot an important one.
我得走了 过几天再来 好吗
I gotta go. But I'll be back in a few days, okay?
You keep your head up. None of this was your fault.
As far as I'm concerned,
it was as if Quince pulled the trigger himself.
May those who love us, love us.
May those who don't love us have their hearts turned by God.
And if God can't turn their hearts,
may he turn their ankles
so that we'll know them by their limp.
Parker would have liked that joke.
He had a terrible sense of humor...
apparently like all of you.
For as long as I can remember, I've been running toward the chaos
not knowing what awaits in the darkness,
just like the rest of you do,
day in and day out,
just like Parker did.
I have watched far too many
of our brothers and sisters lowered into the earth.
But after each solemn ceremony,
I never wavered in my conviction.
I never questioned my path.
Fidelis ad mortem.
Faithful unto death.
Are you settled in?
I'm aggravated. Does that count?
You ever lose the taste for it?
Think maybe it's just time to hang it all up?
Not when there's a score to settle, no.
Look, you came back too soon is all.
No wife to nag you back to bed.
Oh, Nava's trying.
不 我是说 他很好
No, I mean, he's great.
You know, he says all the right things;
does all the right things.
It's like the more supportive he is,