The Chicago Code - Ep13 - Mike Royko's Revenge

He was in recovery when I left. What happened? He started hemorrhaging. He's back in surgery again. President's in the lobby. God. What's going on? They had to remove his spleen. Notified his family. I didn't know Liam had a family. His real name is Chris Callier. His family didn't even know that he was a cop. They thought he was just some two-bit criminal throwing his life away. Can we hold off the grand jury long enough for him to get better? Rumors are already flying. Givens has to know he's a target. But how did him and Killian make Liam as a cop? Got an idea. Superintendent! I heard about Officer Callier's turn for the worse. What can I do? You can put your hands behind your back, Lieutenant. You're under arrest. What? Yeah, you heard. Givens had you installed in my office to spy on me. Somehow you discovered Officer Callier's identity and you either gave it to him or to Hugh Killian. If my officer dies, I will see to it that you are charged with conspiracy to commit murder. Detective Evers, book him very slowly. I think we all know who his first phone call's gonna be to. Excuse me. Thank you. Gotta get in front of this thing fast. Word's gonna spread that Chris may not survive. And without his testimony, we've got no leverage on Killian. No, you're wrong. On the way to the hospital, he told me that Killian's daughter, Elizabeth, was the one that shot him and that he shot her back. Do we know where she is now? Well, I got teams looking, but Chris mentioned some mob doctor over in Bridgeport. So we're beating the bushes. Clear cut if you have to. But the real question is, how do we tie the shooting to Killian and Givens? Superintendent, need to see this. Well, it's numerous charges within the police department. It's no secret morale is low on the force. It's no secret we've proven unethical behavior in Superintendent Colvin's administration, most notably with her former chief of staff, Mr. William Hanson. Is it true you found Superintendent Colvin had an inappropriate relationship with an employee of hers? That's under investigation, Mr. Sean. We do know that the superintendent placed the young man in a position for which he lacked proper training. And unfortunately, that young man went on to be killed in the line of duty. Are you referring to her former driver, Antonio Betts? Was she sexually involved with him before his death? I pushed for Teresa Colvin's promotion to superintendent. I made a mistake. I admit that. I believe the time has come for the superintendent to step down, save the taxpayers, expect a lengthy investigation. Son of a bitch. I've learned two things about fighting crime in Chicago. One, it's a marathon, not a sprint, so you better be ready to go the distance. And two, go for the head. That's where the teeth are. Buchelian damn well deserves to go down, but I'd give him up in a heartbeat to get to Alderman Roman Gibbons. The late legendary newspaper man Mike Royko once said, this town was built by great men who demanded that drunkards and harlots be arrested while charging them rent until the cops arrived. Mike would be happy to know that today the cops are going after the landlords. Superintendent, is it true that you were having improper relations with your former driver? What'd I say? Superintendent, is it true you're sexually involved with your current driver as well? That's bullcrap. Now get out of the way. Just get inside. Just keep going. Move! Just get inside. Why don't you fight back? Why don't you tell them the truth? He's the one that's under investigation. I can't talk about it legally, and Gibbons knows that. So what is he doing? He makes the absurd claim that I was sleeping with my driver so that I wouldn't jump up and deny it, and then that becomes the headline. So he just gets a free pass to smear you. We win this thing by prosecuting Alderman Gibbons with facts and hard-earned evidence. I am after jail time, not a PR win. The mayor is waiting. The allegations Gibbons is making are a complete fabrication. He's just doing it to try to discredit me. Why would he want to discredit you? Would it have something to do with this secret grand jury investigation that I've been hearing about? Well, if there was one, I wouldn't be able to talk to you about it. You know that. But I will say that it is my job to fight crime and corruption on all levels, including the highest. Theresa, this is your letter of resignation. You may recall you signed it. You left it in my care when I gave you this job. The second I see a crack in your case, your resignation becomes official. Are we clear? Yes, sir. Excuse me, sir. This is my dog Henley. He's really sick. I don't know what's wrong with him. What happened? Can you help him out? Hey, we're out playing. He's walking now, but... Please, please. Everybody, keep your hands where I can see them. Please, thank you so much. Pat, you're done. Elizabeth Killian, you are under arrest for the attempted murder of a Chicago police officer. I met with Antonio Bessa's mother. She still blames Theresa for Antonio's death. She gave me these. Bank records. Theresa was helping Antonio by writing his family checks every few months. Now, if we spin this right, we can make it look like hush money covering up a sexual relationship. I take it there's bad news as well. Undercover cop's alive. He might even make it. Where are they keeping him? St. John's Hospital, under full protection. Who's he serving? I'm not sure. Find out. See if we got anything on the guy. Medical mistakes happen all the time. I talked with our guy in the Cook County Sheriff's Office. He says that Hugh Killian will soon be in a suite at the Florida Motel, courtesy of CPD. He's cutting the deal. Looks that way. Ellis, you know if that grand jury indicts anything we got on Theresa Coleman, it doesn't matter anymore. Nothing matters. What do you want to do? It's done already. I didn't do anything to deserve getting hauled out of an airport and brought here. Well, we picked you up with over $10,000 in cash and a ticket to Belize. It's a customs violation. Not till I landed. Lily, are you having a sexual relationship with Alderman Gibbons? You're one to talk. Actually, slander aside, I've always been able to keep my work and my personal life separate. But maybe Alderman Gibbons chose to accuse me of sleeping with a subordinate because it's a subject with which he has some experience. I don't think you know what you're talking about. It can be very difficult to turn down a man in a position of authority. This could be your moment, Lily. While you were in a truth-telling mood, maybe there were some other things about Alderman Gibbons you would like to share. You know, I did all of the alderman's research on you back when you were just a candidate for this job. And? So I know who you are. You've got nothing. No man. No family. Nobody loves you. So you've got to run around making everyone else's life miserable because you've got nothing in your heart. I'm sorry you think that. I know that. Like I know that Ronan Gibbons is a good man. And he would never do anything to hurt me. So why on earth would I tell some cold-hearted bitch anything that would ever hurt him? I think we both know that you've got nothing to hold me on. So I don't think I'll stick around for any more of your consciousness-raising... sister. When things start getting cold out there, I'm still here if you want to talk. Docs say Elizabeth King can be out of the hospital in a few hours. Apparently the mob vet did a pretty good job in the woods. Great, let's get her into interrogation ASAP. All right, I'll keep an eye on her. Just call a doc and get him down here! Oh, finally! Paul, what's going on? Pulled over your fiancée on a DUI. Well, we actually split up a month ago, so... Well, for the purpose of beating a DUI, she's still claiming the fiancée's status. All right, well, thanks for holding on to her for me, okay? What are you doing? Just tell your pals to let me go home. I can't do that until you give me some kind of explanation as to what you were doing driving drunk in the middle of the day. What do you care, huh? Guys, give me a minute. Of course I care. What's wrong? My mom went to go see the doctor, and, uh, her cancer spread. And she only has a few weeks left. She's my mom. Yeah, you know, it's like the first year gone, and now her, it's just... I can't do it alone tonight. I know, I know, I know. Look, I'm at work right now. I gotta... Let me... Why don't I get one of the guys to drop you home? Tonight, when I'm done, we can talk about it, all right? Okay? Okay. I still hate you. You should. Uh, Paul, uh, do me a favor, man. Can you please just drop her home? Sure. Is this yours? No. I'm gonna see you tonight, right? Yeah. You kill Ian in his younger mob days? Yeah. Who's the guy with him? It's my brother, Vincent. So I asked her. Superintendent, is it true you're sexually involved with your current driver as well? Yeah, nice touch. Wait till you see it on television. They're expressing this for prices. Ooh, police on your left. Detective. We're running into each other a lot lately. This is Alan Shunk from the Chicago Post. What are you, done feeding him questions you wanted to ask my boss, or should I come back another time? Huh? Good talking to you, Alan. Take care of yourself. Yeah, take care. It's good talking to you, too, Alan. Where did you get this? From what I understand, it came from the personal collection of Mr. Killian. What does it mean? What does that say to you? It says that Hugh Killian murdered your brother. You get that from what, some 15-year-old photograph? So the one guy you know is gonna put you away is the very same guy that killed my brother. And it's awfully coincidental. I know how it looks, but I believe you're a man who goes with your gut, Detective. And the reason that you came all the way down here to find me is because when you look at that photograph, your gut tells you that something ain't right. I can't prove that, but you can. All I can do is show you where to look, Detective. What you do when you find the truth, it's up to you. Mr. Killian, welcome to your new home for the time being. I'll get that. You have HDTV. You have a minibar that is fully stocked, top shelf. And I hear the in-room dining is quite good, the prime rib in particular. I'll get this. You the concierge now? This place is all yours. At least for the next two hours, and then after that, you're gonna have to pay with Alderman Gibbons' freedom. Well, from what I hear, your witness, Liam, isn't too conscious at the moment. Officer Collier is gravely injured, yes, and if he should die, then you are a free man. However, we have your daughter Elizabeth in custody. We've got her cold as a shooter. Elizabeth. She shot him. If he does die, then I will make it my personal mission to see to it that your daughter has the most horrific experience the Illinois penal system has to offer. Unless what? Hey, can I get a hand over here? Yeah. So, uh, how many pole locks does it take to change a light bulb, huh? It's just gonna take two. Hand me a 40-watt. You know they're gonna stop making these. Idiot do-gooders are gonna force this oil to switch to mercury bulbs, combat global warming or some nonsense. Not so. Yeah. You know what's in those mercury bulbs, don't you? Mercury? That's right, smartass. Yeah, you bust one of those on your kitchen floor, you're supposed to evacuate the pets and open all the windows until the boys in the hazmat suits show up. You want a sandwich? Uh, no. I actually wanted to ask you about something. Wow. Table talk, huh? Yeah. Sounds serious. Well, kind of is. You, uh, you break it off with the Mexican? Cuban, Dad. She's Cuban, okay? Oh, yeah. Well, whatever. Yes, I did, actually, but... You know, when Vinnie and I were in high school, you tangled a lot with the Irish mob, yeah? Right. You ever bust a hood named Hugh Killian? Killian? Sounds familiar. Okay, he came up through the ranks. He runs his own section now. Back then, he would have been just muscle. Oh, yeah. I remember him. Killer man, that's what we called him. He would have been more than muscle, Jarek. He was a trigger man for Terry Foley. Did Vincent ever say anything about him? What's your brother got to do with this? Where'd you get this? Pop, you know something about this, don't you? No. Tear it up. Why? Why? Your brother came to see me. A month, uh, maybe longer before he died. Said he was in trouble, worried. Okay, he was undercover. What? This is not about the job. This was something else. He wouldn't tell me who or what. He just said that he'd done something bad, and he was afraid if he tried to climb out, these people would come after him. You never said anything about this to the police after he was dead, did you? Never said anything to me, did you? No. Why? I didn't know anything that would help them find who did it. Yes, that's right. And whatever troubles Vincent had, he was a hero, Jarek. Whatever mistakes Vincent made, they were his own, and they died with him, and I was not gonna let anyone dishonor his name. No one. I have no comment about Antonio Betts. Not now, not ever. Special agent in charge, Kyler. Can you excuse us, please? Of course. So, to what do I owe the honor? I have a mid-level mob boss who's ready to flip on a corrupt alderman if I can get him a nice McMansion in Wyoming. Wyoming? He likes the mountains. What'd you tell him? That I'm not in the relocation business, but I know someone who is. And here I was, delusional enough to think that the reason behind the request for this little visit might be more personal than professional. And here I was, thinking that you just love your work. Eight hours a day, yeah. The other 16, my imagination runs rampant. Well, since we're on business hours, how about helping me out? Yeah. Barbie, you know what? I was thinking Vegas. Your idea of a romantic vacation is Las Vegas. Hey, Vegas could be a blast. Mm, I don't want to run into whatever disease-ridden strippers you rained money on the last time we were there. Oh, girl, please. Are you telling me you and your buds didn't hit a strip club when you went to Vegas? All right, fine. But what were you thinking then? I'm always thinking something warmer. Oh, my God. I'll get the doctor. Officer Collier. Take it easy. Do you know who I am? Everyone does. Mission's over. Welcome back. Hey, you're a boy's awake. Yeah, and talking. Superintendent's in there now. Hey, kid. Am I glad you are not as dead as I thought you were. Detective Asaki, I'd like you to meet Officer Chris Collier. Chris, that's going to take some getting used to. You remember much? I remember seeing Hugh Killian shoot that juror. I remember Elizabeth shooting me. It's more than enough to seal the deal with Killian. Great. Can I have a word? Absolutely. You get some rest. Your family's coming in later tonight. Oh, hey. I finally get to tell them I'm not a total screw-up. No, you were Chicago police. And a good one. What's up? Where do we stand with Hugh Killian? He's giving us Alderman Givens. Then what do we agree to give him? Still being negotiated. Okay, great. Break-off negotiations offer nothing. What? Hugh Killian might be the man that killed my brother Vincent. What? Yeah, look at it. At the very least, he knows who did it. Who did you get this? Alderman Givens. Givens? I know. Come on, he's playing you. I know, but it doesn't mean that it's not the truth. And this photo doesn't mean that it is. So what, your brother drank at the same bar with some Irish gangsters one night? Come on, Jerry. Vinnie was undercover with the Russians, not the Irish. Well, they're not mutually exclusive, Jerry. No, when this photo was taken, they were, okay? The Irish were trying to force the Russians out, so there's no way. Do not let Givens screw with your head, Jerry. Givens knows that we have Killian. He knows that we're gonna get him to roll. If we find nothing, fine. Send the guy to the Bahamas. I will chip in for the sunblock. But until then, no deals. You've got to give me some more time. Jerry, I wouldn't be giving you time. I'd be giving Givens time. And that's all he wants. He wants time to regroup. He wants time to force me out of office. We would just be destroying everything. Because you want Givens so bad that you are willing to do a deal with a cop killer. Yeah, you are willing to do a deal. I understand this is about your brother. Yes, it's about my brother. I understand that. And I promise, I promise you that I will continue putting department resources into solving your brother's murder. But I will not throw away my one shot at a corrupt politician over a 15-year-old photo that doesn't prove anything. So, what was our deal? Any case that I want, yeah? I choose this case, the murder of my brother, Vincent Wasakian. I have a suspect. No, you don't. Yes, I do! Do not. No, then you don't have me. I quit. Hey. Back off. Cook County sheriffs will be taking custody of Killian. They'll have him back at the grand jury by 4.30. It's getting in close. I want him to go on record before court closes today. I'll see if they can move it up. To winning one. For once. There's something about justice being served that always makes me crave a steak. Well, if you're asking me to dinner, then it would have to be just for dinner. Oh, no dessert? Really? Okay, I will stop fooling around if you will grant me one date, just one with flowers and candles and Shakespearean sonnets and a lot more wine than this. No, you know I can't do that. Look, I know that you feel like you've got to be the best at what you do. There are none of us who are any good that feel any differently, but you can't let the job be your whole life, Teresa. And things like this don't come along that often. Well, I know that if I went out on a date, then I'd probably want to go out on another one, and then another one. So far, I'm liking the sound of this scenario. And then at some point, the press would create conflict of interest, and the scandal would break. And then everything that I have worked so hard for since the academy would be taken away from me without a second thought. And they would never hire another woman for this job because they would say the first one was too weak to control her hormones with an FBI special agent in charge, even though he was handsome and funny. And things like this don't come around all that often. So you want me to quit my job? laughs Boys. Wasaki. Jag home mouse who gets luxury hotel suite work and man gets folding chairs, eh? Shut up. I'm going to take this towel off your mouth. You're not going to say anything, okay? You're just going to answer my question. All right, you got that? Turn around, nice and slow. Get down on your knees. Get on your knees. You're a killer man. You know who that is? The handsome one? That's me. The other one. It's a dirty cop we did business with back in the day. Who told you he was a cop? He did. That's a lie. It's not a lie. All right, all right. Hey, I'm lying. I'm a liar. Just give me the truth. The truth? You want the truth? Vincent was as dirty as the day is long. Ballsy, though. Ballsy as hell. Walked right into Terry Foley's shop. Said he was in bed with the Russians. Did we want to know where the next three deals were going to go down? Showed us his badge. First three were for free. And after that, for months, he'd feed us intel before he fed it back to the cops. We'd get there first, stomp some roskies. That's it. You killed my brother? What? Did you kill my brother? Your brother. Vincent was your brother. Terry. Stay out of this. Officer, I'd like to report an intruder. Put the gun down. What are you doing? Are you nuts? I got a deal, signed and sealed. I can't be prosecuted for anything I say here. Of course, given the circumstances, I doubt anything I say here could be used against me in court anyway, so... I'll answer your question. No. I didn't kill your brother. Who did? How the hell should I know? Was it the Irish? What? Huh? What would we do it for? We're in business together. Your brother catching bullets made things a lot harder on us. Answer it. Answer your phone right now. Just leave the line open for a minute. Okay, the timeline will be a little off. But he called you from his hotel room. Wanted to unburden himself to you about your brother before he went away. You asked me to meet you down here, okay? Yeah. All right, that's good. That's crap. He assaulted me. You don't look too bad off to me. You're a witness. Yeah, I'm his witness. You ready? Let's get out of here. You know, some days it's about the only thing that gets me through my day. I know an easy way to say this. We can't have any contact. You mean Fresnel, right? I'm not... They grabbed me at the airport. I was getting out of town like you said. I know you were. You think I said something to the superintendent? I would never say anything to her. I don't care what she threatens me with. Wait. You are precious to me. I got to protect you from this. In situations like this, feelings get all twisted. People who care about each other end up hurting each other. Listen to me. I won't let that happen with us. I won't. The best thing that you ever did for me was to trust me. Don't take that away from me. I'll do anything. Karen? Jared. I come in. Are you still teaching? Subbing. English, mostly. Sometimes I do history, but not too often. You'll get okay financially, though, yeah? Enough. Why? Karen, this house was paid off in full in 1997. So? So... Who's he? Detective Caleb Evers, ma'am. He's my partner. You here as Vincent's brother or as a cop? As a friend. We can trust him. Karen, where do you find $75,000 two months after Vinny dies? I can't. Can't what? Vincent said never to tell you. Tell me what, Karen? That he was dirty? Yeah, well, I already know. He said that it would break your heart. Do you know what he was doing? He had money, a box full of cash. He kept it here for safety. But when he died, well, you know, his wife and Vonda would get the pension, but... As a mistress, you get nothing. Yeah, I know, I get it, I do. He always said that he would figure out a way to take care of me. I'm so sorry. I know Vincent loved you. Yeah, I know. Can I see it? It used to be packed to the top. I paid off the mortgage. Took a little bit here and there. I'm trying to make it last, but it's been a while. This is an evidence tank. Do you have any idea what it's for? No. It's from Vincent's old station. The second killing was done testifying to the grand jury. He's all yours. Is the tactical team on standby to arrest Gibbons? Yes, ma'am. Tactical team? What, you don't think he's gonna go quietly? No, I think he will. Because every now and again, you gotta spank him in public to prove a point. Gibbons has me running back and forth for these advocacy groups and... It's the long way around. Unless you know him. Call every available sheriff now. Squad, we need cars on... Next time, go around. He's gonna kill me. Tank, check this in. We need cars 26 and... Run! Gibbons was the only one with enough pull to know when we were moving Killian. He put you up to this. Alderman Ronan Gibbons is a great man. And now you'll never be able to destroy him. You're a sad woman for believing what you're selling. Now look at you. That's right. Take her. Don, our case against Gibbons falls apart. But we have the ledgers. Elizabeth can authenticate them, tie them to Gibbons. There's no way she's gonna want to help us. Not with all the years that I'm throwing at her for shooting you. And cut her a deal. No, there's nothing more important than punishing someone who shoots a cop. I don't care if she goes free for shooting me. I got into this to get Gibbons. What else did I get shot for? And if Elizabeth can put him away, give her anything she wants. I know there were a couple times when I wondered if you were up to this job. Me too. My dad is dead. So unless whatever deal you're offering brings him back, I'm not interested. We'd be willing to give you the same deal that your father agreed to. Wow, you guys must be really desperate. Look, I understand you're feeling a lot of rage right now. And believe me, I know how difficult it is to lose someone who's very close to you. But I think the very best thing for you to do right now is to focus all of that anger onto the person who actually deserves it. Gibbons put all of his focus onto a lovestruck aide, and he gave her the direct order to shoot and kill your father. One of Gibbons' people shot my father? His lover. And did you ever witness your father or anyone conducting any legal activities with Alderman Ronan Gibbons? You mean, was I standing there? No, I just did the books. Gibbons' name is in this ledger. Can you connect him to any of your father's illegal activities? No, not directly. But you can show us how the money works, how it got to Gibbons. Yes. Just a few degrees too far removed to make it stick. That is gonna be enough to dismantle the Irish mob in Chicago. But it might not be enough to put Gibbons away. So what do you think all this stuff is? Insurance. And he stored it all as evidence right in his station house. Smart. You still have a VCR? Yeah. 325 in the morning, December 4th, 1996. My name is Detective Vincent Wasaki, and I'm making this tape in the event that anything should happen to me. I've been taking payoffs. I've been working undercover for the last eight months trying to bring down these Russian gunrunners. But the bureaucracy was taking too long, and I saw an opportunity. What I want to do is get out. Information that I've gathered during my time engaged in criminal activity, I plan to use that information to escape from the situation that I found myself in. If I don't succeed, then there's a good chance... Fonda, kiddo. What are you doing up? Come back to sleep, huh? Did you say your prayers? Yeah? You want to say them again? Terry Foley. A lot of these people are already dead. Some of them aren't. Jerk. Yeah. Where is she? She with the man. Yeah, how long has she been in there? Not long. Good. Excuse me. No. It's a police emergency. Poor tiny daughter. Can I help you? No, but I can help you. He's one of yours? Yes, I am. Did you fire her yet? No. She's resigning to you. I'm going to fire her. What's your name? Detective Jarek Wisocki. Did you resign yet? No, not yet. Good. Don't. We got Gibbons, dead bang. I got wiretaps, surveillance photos, detailed logs of him doing business with known organized crime figures. You've got all that? Yes. Ronan Gibbons is not that sloppy. Not now he's not. Fifteen years ago, he was very sloppy. I mean, some of it is past statutes of limitations, but not everything. What time's the grand jury close shop? I came across some things Vincent left behind. Some information in which he made it clear he'd done some things he wasn't very proud of. What kind of things? He took money. What? Your brother was not that kind of cop. Oh, I wish that wasn't true, Pops, but it is. Why are you telling us this? Because, sweetie, the information your father left behind is going to be used as evidence to indict and convict Alderman Gibbons. But if you use it in court, everybody's going to know Dad was dirty. They're going to drag his name through the gutter after all these years? You have to stop them, Jarek. It's not them, Pops, it's me. It's already done. The truth about Vincent is evidence. I've already handed it over. You needed to talk to me first. If I did that, I wouldn't have been able to do it. Get out of my house. Uncle Jarek, you did what you had to. Let me start by saying that no one wanted Teresa Colvin to succeed more than I did. But Superintendent Colvin has failed in her leadership. She has failed in her mission to root out corruption in the city. On Superintendent Colvin's watch, innocent life has been lost. And she has proven herself to be as ineffective and as feckless as the morally bankrupt so-called leaders that came before her. It's time for us to vote on the recommendation that Teresa Colvin be separated from the Chicago Police. Let's get a roll call. I see the Superintendent has changed her mind about attending this meeting. And I assume you have a statement you'd like to read. I certainly do. Half an hour ago, a grand jury delivered an indictment listing over 30 charges against Alderman Gibbons from bribery to conspiracy to commit murder. I have this one. Come on. Alderman Gibbons, you are under arrest for bribery, conspiracy, and extortion. I am innocent of every one of these charges. Is this about your ethics investigation? Of course it is. This is in retaliation for the fact I've been demanding accountability and transparency in the Chicago Police Department and the State's Attorney's Office. So once again, we have a political assassination. Only this time by the pen and the gavel rather than by a gun. This assassination can and will be undone. Your Chicago jury will never convict me of this. I haven't seen my evidence yet. Maybe that hasn't been me. In fact, nothing less. Your days in Chicago are numbered, Teresa. Whatever the number, it's more than yours. Oh, Chris, sweetheart, why didn't you tell her? I can't believe we've got you back, son. How about Mexico? Tall drinks, sandy beaches. That sounds good. I took a train to Chicago Look how fat you are. And seemed to leave behind A dream of Chicago A dream of you So you've never been married? Work has always kept me too busy. You? I was engaged once, but it didn't pan out. So how long have you been in Chicago for? A couple of days. Convention. Different one than yours. When are you leaving? I go back to Denver tomorrow. So you're staying at the hotel? Yeah, convention runs through Sunday And then back to good old Pittsburgh. Are you staying here too? No, I'm a couple of blocks away. But I've always wanted to see this place. Heard the rooms have great views. Oh, yeah, mine looks right out over the lake. Toilet paper, towel, washcloth, Top sheet, bottom sheet, blankets. Officer, I said I'm fine.