Previously on AMC's Low Winter Sun... Who the hell is that? Simon Boyd, Internal Affairs. I thought Joe wasn't part of the investigation. Joe Geddes is the investigation. We're planning on opening up a small spot. A couple of skinny white boys playing gangster. Your crew are welcome any time. VIP treatment. Did Brendan kill her? I saved her life. I knew you cared about her, so I couldn't let her die! - Where is she? - I drove her across the border to Windsor. Oh, Jesus. Holy Lord... You got something to contribute? Then stop gawking. Joe! Joe! You wanna cut this prick up? Then take care of that gash. - Hey, we pulled her into this. She's-- - She's what?! Innocent? You shoot her in the head and you dump her in the river and you do it now. No, man. No?! She lives, we die. You get that, right? I did Anton, you're her. All right, you do it and you do it now. Or I take the saw to you. No, no. No, no, please! No! No! The current will take you. The water will wash all this away. You'll come up a Jane Doe. - Lake Erie. - No! Sacrarium. I have got to put you in the water. - No! No! - I'm sorry, I got no choice. Someone has to die. No! You a Catholic? You know, because some of those Baltic whores were... Catholic. Ones I had. You wanna pray, Katia? Come on. Let's-- let's pray. Look at me. Make a sound, I kill you. Nod. What-- what are you doing? What do you think? Dry your eyes. Come on. _ Joseph Geddes. Little late to be heading to Canada, isn't it. My lady friend and I are hittin' the raceway. She likes the slots. I can take care of that for you. Have a good night. Thanks. Hey. You are dead. I killed you. - Yes. - Now... say it. I'm dead. You killed me. - Will you say good-bye to Frank? - No. And if you call Frank, if you show up on the wrong side of the river, if I ever even hear your whore name again, I will find you and I will finish this. I should've killed her. ♪ I ain't no quitter ♪ ♪ I'm in for a pound ♪ ♪ ain't nobody ♪ ♪ gonna hold me down ♪ ♪ hustlin' ♪ ♪ in the Motor City ♪ ♪ hustlin' ♪ ♪ just tryin' to get down ♪ ♪ down, down, down ♪ Hook 'em now. Let's go to the body. Yeah, come on. Let's work. How's he coming? Still too pretty to be a fighter. Promoters love pretty. Sponsors. Think of the endorsements. The piece you have in the kid don't entitle you to that. Then ugly him up, I don't care. Let's work! Let's go! Play nice. All right, let's go. Let's work. Let's go. You can rest tomorrow. Double up. Come on, come on. Come on, keep it up. Do you like your job, Lieutenant? Is that a trick question, ma'am? Pull your head out of your ass so you can hear me. Disappointment does not begin to express the Mayor's state. You have a window to operate in and it is closing. The reward is bringing in witnesses. That 10 grand opened up the floodgates. You crossed the 48-hour mark 48 hours ago. Your closure rate drops from 57 to 34% after two days. I'd dropkick this woman if she wasn't married to the Congressman. Your track record is shoddy as hell and demands remedy now. I hear you, Deputy Mayor, I hear you. The Mayor wants to see a televised arrangement before the weekend news cycle. Am I clear? Yes, ma'am, crystal. Have you seen my ass? What? I just got it chewed clean off. You had ass to spare, Lieutenant. I need something by the end of the day. I can't work this case different from any other. I'm not asking you to work it different. I'm asking you to work it hard and with alacrity. Word-a-day calendar? - My wife. - Oh. And our friend? Short leash him until I can get a better handle. - How do you plan to do that? - Trust me. I'll keep Joe in a cage. And I'll close this before your balls end up on the Mayor's mantle. Right there next to your ass. How are the ribs? - Hurt. - Good. What's with Dawson? Deputy Mayor reamed him. We need to give him something and we need to keep you off IA's radar. They got nothing. That's not what Boyd says. Well, to hell with what Boyd says. His case went south. He's fishing. - You call in Skelos? - Had to. Anton worked the door at The Acropolis. Brendan was in his pocket. Seems to logic. Seems to. Couldn't investigate the case and not bring him in, right? Right. So anything else you wanna fill me in on, Frank? You know what I know. How's the job hunt going? Damon has work. I'll find something. VA has job listings. Damon has work. I don't think Damon has anything I'm right for. He's working an abandon, give it a rest. Don't worry about it. I'm not worried. I just wanna pay for my coffee. Okay. Mr. Skelos received your request, Detective Agnew, in the spirit in which, I'm sure, it was intended. What spirit did I intend? The spirit of cooperation. Can Mr. Skelos account for his whereabouts over the last few days? Specifically, Thursday evening through Friday of last week. We can if you can tell us why you are inquiring. Murder victim worked for Mr. Skelos. Anton Bobek. Bobek worked for one of my client's businesses. The Acropolis, we know. He knew the man to say hello. Nothing more. - Really? - Mm. I got a list of charges against Anton-- either bailed out by your client or represented by your firm. You want to ask me about your fallen brother, Detective? I assume that's why I'm here. Poor Anton was found in his trunk. Did you know Brendan McCann? I know many officers in Detroit PD. Past and present. But I don't recall the last time I saw Detective McCann. I know for a fact it wasn't between Thursday and Friday of last week. I took the liberty of gathering sworn statements from all of those who have been with my client over the past several days. Please, if there's any gaps, let my attorney know. I admire you and I mourn with you with our city. You do very dangerous work for very little. Isn't it so, Joseph? Hey. How deep you go with this guy? I don't. That's not the impression I got. Not the impression he wanted you to get. He was putting the chains on you, man. He doesn't own me. - Prove it. - Oh, go to hell. You dragged his ass in here without even telling me and you did it to get a rise. - So you take from it what you want. - Prove you're clean. I can't prove anything past my word. Yeah, we know what's that worth. Did you take his money? Everyone's got their hand out. Everyone. What, you never got paid, you holier-than-thou prick? Really, go ahead, Frank. Say no. Look, if Boyd has me for a couple of C-notes 10 years ago, you know what? I'll own that. What's he got on you? Brendan's stink is on me and I don't know how much. But if he's coming after me, he is coming after you. So what's the play here? We need to know what IA has. How do we do that? I rat you out. - Sit down. - I'm fine, mama. Sit your ass down. They busted you up good. You got something for the pain? Thanks. Time for you to start thinking about another career before I'm gone. I am not retiring and you're not dying. Take that boat of yours and go someplace safe. ♪ Joseph, row your boat ashore ♪ ♪ hallelujah ♪ ♪ meet your mama on the other side... ♪ Don't make mock. ♪ Hallelujah ♪ - Okay. - I like my boat. Well, you should get it seaworthy. Go. This city don't give nothing back, it just takes. Look what happened to poor Brendan. You're bold. Am I? Every police officer pays tribute to a dead cop. You walk here? I parked a block south. My father's florist shop's on Bagley. You didn't bring any flowers. The shop burned in 2010. Oh. He's in a home now. You questioned Alexander Skelos. Yeah. He was an associate of your CI. And Brendan. Allegedly. - More than allegedly. - I had to question him. - Wish you discussed it with me. - Why? I don't work for you. I wish you had conferred with me as a professional courtesy. Actions you take in your investigation impact my own. You don't want me to step on your case, you open your files. Now, that's a conflict of interest. A murdered cop trumps corrupt cop. Read the papers. Not if the deceased was killed by another corrupt cop. Look, you think that, all the more reason to work with me. Because if I solve Brendan's murder, we all get well. Lovely logic, Detective. Albeit skewed. I'll get well without you. Condolences. Gather. To the departed. - Rest in peace. - Amen. - Mm-hmm. - Let's get another round here. No, no. Not me. I got a drive to make. Serves you right abandoning this fine city. I didn't abandon it. I served my time and moved on. If you had some kids, you'd understand. Right, LC, I don't think you necessarily have to live in the city to protect it. - You never lived in it, John. - Hey, you know what? The way I look at it, my parents got me out, seems like disrespect to move back. You don't live in it, you don't know it. - You don't know it-- - You can't protect it. Why the hell is he here? He's here because he's a cop. He's the only prick from IA that's here. He is disturbing me. Then nobody pay him any mind, okay? You... leave it be. I'm out. - Wrong way. - It's that way. Good night, Lieutenant. Let's get another round here. - You stomaching this? - What's that? Celebrating our fallen hero. I'm not celebrating, I'm drinking. We gonna meet Katia tonight? No. We split. Oh, I'm sorry. Don't be. My decision. There's no sense bringing Nick into this. It's just another stray that Maya wants to nurse back to health. Nurse him at the International. He's banging a couple of nails. Relax. He ain't right in the head, D. He was in Afghanistan. He's been crazy since elementary, yo. You've been stupid since elementary, yo. The pig needs to be up and earning by week's end. I've got girls lined up. I expect it, Reverend Lowdown expects it. Where's the workers Lowdown promised us to help get us earning? We are here doing what needs to get done. He's here to work, that's it. He really here to work or you and Maya find a new houseboy? IA shouldn't be here. Joe's right. Brendan's in a box. Just let the poor bastard rest in peace. Boyd's here to disrupt and upset. No respect, man. He's here to remind us where Brendan went and why. Brendan didn't go anywhere. He was put in the river. And I don't-- I don't need tellin' about that. He was a cop! - That's all. - He was that. And he was a drunk. An addict. He whored. Stole evidence. Took bribes. He was violent. Corruptible. Weak. He deserved punishment. He deserved prison. But he didn't deserve this. Damon doesn't like you in here. Damon doesn't own the business. He's my husband. Is your ex-husband not on the deed? Not my concern. Your money's not due. I'm not here to collect. You're not gonna see me for a few weeks. Nor anyone who works for me. You know why this is? It's a little early for me. For me as well. Cheers. That business with the dead officer and other setbacks require that I slow down. I slow down, you slow down. No product, no girls out of the bar. Okay. Your word? My word. Can you promise for your husband? His father was obedient like a dog, but Damon is rebellious. No dope, no trim out of the bar. Good girl. I see Brendan McCann leave his home at 4:35 AM. Later that day, he's found in the Detroit River with tap water in his lungs. Where did he go in that time? What tub? What sink? What toilet was he drowned in? Did he meet with Joe Geddes knowing we intended to arrest him? You think Joe dismembered Anton, then set Brendan up as a suicide? I don't know. But I would be remiss if I didn't explore the possibility. Joe's not a murderer. - He had the most to gain. - He's a cop. Cops don't kill? Not other cops. Agree to disagree. You don't even have enough to bring him in for questioning, let alone arrest him. What do you have? Proximity and instinct. You'll notice when you get there. There's a blind spot in McCann's phone logs. He goes radio silent the day before his death. I suspect he was using a prepaid, but the inventory from the home doesn't list any additional cellular phones. No. We didn't find any. Did Geddes have access to the home? No, not on that day. He could have entered before Brendan's car was found. I agree. And here we are. Why do you trust me? I distrust you the least. - You want a bump? - You shouldn't sample the product. You should keep that houseboy crap to yourself. The way we operate works, Damon. You can't change it up. Keep making these decisions-- Like Nick? Nick's an example, yeah. I don't wanna sit around, thumb up my ass, playing catch-up. You worry like a bitch, you know that? You always have. My worry saves your ass. Always has, you know that. You want me to confide, I'll confide. We're doing this. What was that? Was that a transformer? Maybe the liquor store cut us off. It smells like burnt toast. Yeah, we must have fried the wiring. - Son of a bitch. - Yeah, we need generators. - Hardware store? - No, we're gonna need to boost them. - From the hardware store? - No, you idiot. I know where to go. Who do I got to talk to? Yo, Nick! Wake up! Uh, that guy. Him. Skinny man. He's got the keys to the storage. Okay. Let's go. The soldier's not coming? No. Leave him. Let's go. Give me the key! Get over here! Give up! So he showed you all he had? He said so. Doesn't make it true. I bait him, he baits me. - That's the game. - Yeah. Nuh-uh. American. Oh, no, man. I was raised Lafayette. You wanna know what Boyd has on you, you eat American. So what Elmer showed you was nothin'. He's got you in frames with Skelos and Brendan. Guilt by association. We've worked cases for less. The river muddied Brendan's TOD, he thinks he died after he left the house. Well, that's good for us. I mean, that saves, right? He's gonna want you to account for your time. What's your alibi? I was scrubbing Brendan's computer. Yeah. Think of something better. Boyd had shots of Maya and Sean's place in the file. It's not Sean's place no more. She's running around with some street rat. She into any of this? No. She kicks up to Skelos. Brendan just dug the coffee, you know, and her ass, probably. You know him. Caffeine and cooze. We need something, Frank. For Dawson to kick upstairs. Something tangible. - No. - We gotta put this on someone. We bring in folk had a beef with Brendan. Probation cases, parolees with grudges, and we keep doing that until the case burns itself out and goes cold. - Okay? - Okay. No one goes down for what we did. Let me call you back. - I've been calling. - I know, I'm here. I got a witness. He's a bit rough around the edges, but I think he saw Brendan's Caddy go into the water. And he said he saw two suspects put his body behind the wheel. Good. Mr. Lefevre. Is that French? It is. I'm Detroit going back. My ancestors were fur traders. We appreciate you coming down. So you were on the waterfront four nights ago. - Uh-huh. I saw this-- - Yeah. What were you doing there so late? I work Oracy Steel. Pulled a double. What do you do at Oracy? Machinist. Grind screws from China. I put them in a box that says "Made in America." Loophole. - That union? - Hell, no. Get a break six hours in, have a smoke and take a piss. I had my smoke, pissed in the river. Okay. And you saw what? Ford Explorer pulls up. Black guy gets out. Then I see a Caddy. White guy gets out. They pull a body out of the Explorer, put that body into the Caddy, they run it into the river. Hmm. How far away were you? Short of a football field. But my eyesight's 20/20. The rest of me might look like crap, but I got good eyes. This is really helpful, Mr. Lefevre. Tell me, how'd they do it? How'd they run that Caddy into the river? They used a jack. I saw 'em. They raised the rear axle up, then they put something heavy on the gas. Kick out the jack, Caddy went in. How'd you know it was an Explorer from 100 yards? Well, short of 100. I used to work the Ford plant in Dearborn before they outsourced. When I was union. Molded bumpers, Explorers. Model years '97-2004. I used to ship them down to Venezuela for assembly. - Venezuela, huh? - Yeah, Venezuela. Bumpers was a bone fought for the UAW, then they stopped that, too. He doesn't recognize us. We push this guy right, we can use him. No, nothing's changed. We contain this, we move on. - He legit? - Promising. He eyeballed two suspects. Said they used a jack to lift the Caddy. Son of a bitch. We didn't release that to the press. - He knew Brendan's car was a Caddy. - The press has that. Well, he told me the second vehicle was an Explorer, that's new. Yeah, there's a lot of Explorers out there. I drive an Explorer. Look, the guy seems like gold, we just need to make sure. Run his name. See what comes up. Hey. Move out of your car. Damon said you did good work. You can stay on here, help out, crash at the International. There's a cot in the back. Thank you. - It's cold. - Sorry. Cutbacks. You're behind on child support. I'm behind on everything. How the hell did he know I was behind on-- Two ex-wives, two kids-- it's a bitch. Feel you. I got a daughter, lives with her moms. Responsibility, right? DUI you got last year, that must make it hard for you to see your kids. I take the bus when the line's running. What the hell is this? I came to you. And now you're gonna bust balls? You came here to get paid. To get right with your exes before they file. They would never play me like that. They've got more than I've got. You're a deadbeat. They don't need to play you. We could arrest you right now per Michigan law. - Jesus. I saw what I saw. - What you saw you could have put together from news and supposition. I don't even know what a damn supposition is. Second of all, kiss my ass. This is what I get for doing a solid for the DPD. - You guys suck! - Hey, hey. Please, sir. We appreciate you coming down here, we do. Especially in light of your legal troubles. I don't have legal troubles. - My partner, he's grumpy. - I'm not grumpy. If your information pans out and if it leads to an arrest, you still have to take the stand before you see cash. You will have to testify. And you see what we're putting you through here? It is nothing compared to a trial. You wanna put yourself through that? I'm saying what I remember. What you remember or what you saw? What I saw. Please. Tell us again. What you saw. You're taking up real estate here. I'm toasting to our successes. You feeling satisfied, baby? I'm feeling like we started something. I'm feeling like we're starting to get where we want to go. Yeah. I'm feeling vulnerable. That's how you should feel. I got it under control. Skelos came by today. Said we had to slow down, stop moving product and tricks through the International. - Okay, not a problem. - That's what I told him. But the way he was talking... it sounded like he knew more than he said. You're being paranoid. It sounded like he might know who took down his guy. Who stole his product. If he did, we're not having this conversation. - He'd move on us. - Maybe he's being patient. That's why I got Lowdown watching our backs. The Rev's in bed with you because he thinks you're in bed with Skelos. Jesus, Maya! Whose side are you on?! We gotta be smart. You gotta give me a few weeks, all right? And I'll be Skelos. Baby, this is gonna back up on you. Trust me. You wanna be Skelos? You can... but he's gotta be gone. That's how we stay safe. Okay. Describe the men again, please. Oh, come on. How many times do we have to-- Please. One black guy. One white guy. - I saw the black guy better. - How old? I don't know. 30s, 40s. He was far off. But your eyesight's 20/20. How old was the white guy? Same. White guy's taller. But you didn't see him as well? I saw him well enough to know he was white. Not Mexican? You know, 'cause you're right by Mexicantown there. I'm-- I'm not positive. Well, was he real pale or did he have darker features? Middle Eastern maybe or... I don't know, Mediterranean. Maybe more like me. Damn, man, I-- I don't know. I'm thinking maybe he was like a Chaldean. Okay. So white... maybe Arabic. Could've been Arabic, yeah, sure. Possibly. Yeah. That's good. That's helpful. Specifics are helpful. Um... could you hang out a little while longer? Hey. I could use a Coney. Sure. American? Lafayette. A lot of his information's accurate, - but it won't pass PA review. - Your opinion? If PA did put him on the stand, it would not be pretty on cross. But if he's well prepped... I don't know. He's making it up. The defense will feast on this guy. I'm less worried about a trial in a year's time than I am about the here and now with this. Bottle him. Toss him. 100 yards, night... I wager an eye exam won't back up his 20/20. Look, he went from white to Chaldean in a heartbeat. - That alone-- - Is progress. Which is exactly what we need. Look, get this guy with a sketch artist. I want every scout riding with a description tonight. I'm on it. We'll get him. Frank. Great work. Jab, jab. Come on. Left! Jab. Jab. Come on, man. Let's call it. - Yo, Trey. - Frank. I want more. What's up, Mr. Agnew? Not him. He ain't got a settin' for middle-aged white boy. - Spar with me. - I can't fight you. You got the undercard in a week. I wanna see what you're made out of. You own a piece of me. Yeah, well, show me I ain't wasting my money. You an asshole, you know that? Yeah. Step out, Vinnie. Stubborn-ass asshole. You know, when I first saw you here, I didn't think much. I thought you were too pretty. Thought a breeze would put your ass down. You ain't even had your nose broken. Come on, man. Come on, Trey. Come on. Come on, don't just dance. Come on, Trey. Hit me. Hit me! Hit me! Hit him. Round goes to "Pretty Boy" Trey. No. No. No rounds. Hey, easy on that Mahogany. What's that stupid-ass smile on your face? It's me happy to be here with your sexy self. Mm-hmm. - That's your last, Joe. - Mm-hmm. Sexy self. Mm-hmm. Hi, Brendan. It's Katia. Yes. Hi, Brendan. It's Katia. Yes. Jesus. Who tuned you up? Sparring partner. Looks worse than it feels. Does it? No. Dawson woke up the Deputy Mayor. She's ecstatic. Let's see how long that lasts. Mayor wants the sketches to go wide. - Public consumption. - Ah. That's PR. That's not police work. It's a break. Could be big. Yeah. Could be. Thanks. How's your case? We've been so overwhelmed with reward witnesses. I'm heading back there after this. I just needed some fuel. Insomnia is your friend. Yeah. It's not gonna end well. East Side trap house. Face chewed off by a pack of strays. No print match, no missing persons report. Dead soul. Guy was forgotten before rigor set. Not by you. ♪ Some things a man should never know ♪ ♪ Some streets a man should never walk on... ♪ You look like you've been through the wars, Frank. Got in a fight. Did you give as good as you got? No. ♪ Let me be ♪ ♪ I'm too far gone ♪ ♪ Just let me lie ♪ ♪ under the weight of what I've done ♪ ♪ I'm too far gone ♪ ♪ too far ♪ ♪ gone, gone, gone ♪ ♪ gone, gone, gone ♪ ♪ gone, gone ♪