Come on in. Drink?
- No thanks.
- Okay.
I'll cut to it.
[glass clinks]
[drink trickles]
We have a witness that put you and Bingham together
the night of the murder.
And it, uh, might just be the straw
that breaks old Hank Voight's back.
- Maybe I will take one of those bourbons,
if you're still offering.
[drink trickling]
How'd things get so crazy,
you and me?
Man, we were partners.
Friends.
- You came after me.
- You left me no choice. Denny, you crossed the line.
- What, once in 32 years?
- Denny...
You planted a gun on an innocent man.
That's not something I can abide.
- Not something you can abide?
Just who the hell are you?
Dirtiest damn cop in Chicago to abide or not abide my actions.
- I'm not dirty.
I don't hurt innocent people.
I never did. I never will.
- Is that a joke?
- You don't get it, do you?
After all this time.
- Get what?
- The difference between dirty and necessary.
That, like it or not,
you and all your self-righteous friends in the Ivory Tower,
you need people like me out on the streets,
doing the things regular cops are unwilling to do,
going the extra mile
to make sure the truly evil,
the truly dangerous,
go away.
I thin the herd for the greater good.
- Well, I thin the herd, too,
getting rid of cowboy cops.
I just want to make Chicago a better place to live.
- No.
You don't give a damn about Chicago.
You never did.
You care about you, Denny Woods.
That's what this is really about...
You...
your ego, your ambition.
- [chuckles]
You know what's crazy? - Hmm.
- I mean, despite all that's happened...
I still love you, Hank.
Damn if I know why, but I do.
That's why I am willing to offer you a deal.
Now, you confess to killing Bingham,
we'll plead you down to manslaughter.
You'll do five years, maybe seven.
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- Tell me about this witness you found.
- Aw, now you know I cannot do that.
- Is she credible?
- "She"?
- Name's Kate, right?
You gave her 20 grand-- 10 now, 10 later?
Bribing a witness...
That's a serious crime.
- [sighs] You son of a bitch.
[knock at door] - You left me no choice.
I had to give that tape to Internal Affairs.
[knock at door] - Chicago PD!
[tense music]
- It's over, Denny.
♪
- Sir, I'm gonna need you to stand up.
I'm gonna need your gun and your badge.
♪