Law & Order: Organized Crime

I don't know why more people don't do it.

You know? - Fair point.

Chopping it up is so... not just time-consuming

but barbaric.

Yeah.

All that gristle and blood.

You have to be a sociopath.

Just burn it.

It is easy, as long as you stay upwind.

What do we do with this?

All this is getting scooped up

and dumped in Lake Ontario...

Where it belongs.

Would you like some? Yes.

Mmm, that tastes good.

You look very nice today.

You didn't have to bring any desserts.

We already have so much.

What? - Hey, you got any smokes?

No, go ask Sad Eyes.

Are you playing with those fucking dolls again?

No. Leave me alone.

That was very rude. That was rude.

She wasn't invited.

So...

Shh.

This already feels like bad news.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Anybody else home?

Yeah, but neither is gonna be up

for another three, four hours?

Well, damn. It's early.

You want a coffee?

I need you to go undercover.

So is that a no on the coffee?

I'm serious, Elliot.

And it needs to happen today.

The feds are bringing us in.

There's a trucking company that's under investigation.

They're smuggling drugs across the border.

Oh, I see where you're going with this,

but I don't see the urgency.

We believe they're connected to a very dangerous biker gang.

They've already set their biggest shipment in motion.

Well, send in Reyes.

Well, I thought maybe you could use some space,

some time to yourself.

Well, being crammed in an 18-wheeler

would certainly be that, but I'm not exactly ready

to hit the road just yet,

but if you haven't changed your mind,

I am making a fresh pot either way.

Look, I know going undercover isn't ideal right now,

but I don't think you want to miss this.

Well, you don't know that.

Elliot, they're not just moving drugs.

They're trafficking women.

Possibly underage girls too.

Lenny tells me I'd be dumb as dirt not to hire you.

I wouldn't argue with Lenny.

Yeah, me neither.

You got any citations or restrictions on this thing?

No, sir.

You drive long haul or just local?

I drive anything, anytime, anywhere.

What about livestock? Some guys won't haul livestock.

Anything, anytime, anywhere.

I had a guy who was afraid of chickens.

Imagine that? Guy had chicken phobia...

deathly afraid of chickens.

Well, that ain't me.

Mama B... what the hell were you hauling

for Mama Boone's Honey Farm?

Honey, along with other stuff.

That other stuff, that what got you arrested?

Touchy subject?

Listen, no need to be ashamed.

I'm not ashamed.

I did what I did.

I made a mistake.

Mistake?

Was it a mistake breaking the law

or mistake getting caught breaking the law?

All bullshit to me. Doesn't matter.

Listen, I'm a second chance employer.

OK? History doesn't make the man.

What makes the man is whether or not

they perform here, on this job.

You understand me, Henry? - Call me Hank.

And when do I start?

No time like the present, Hank.

Come on. I'll show you around.

I got algorithms telling me my business.

I got driver less trucks on the way.

Just, there's no more room for independent operators

like you, you know?

From every which way,

they're making it tougher on us.

Making it so's a man's gotta think outside the box

just to make a living. - Exactly right.

Oh, that handsome fellow is my brother Steve.

Stevie runs the motel here.

Oh. He run the girls to?

Like you said, outside the box, you know?

If you have any needs in that arena...

- I'll call Steve. - Well, look who it is.

This is the baby of the family, my brother Vic.

Vic is more comfortable under a truck than under a woman.

Hey, Mark, shove it.

Vic runs the yard.

He handles the men, when he's not scaring them off.

You got any brothers? - One older, one younger.

Well, then you know

something goes haywire about the third.

There's your rig right here.

Come here.

Three Kings Haulage,

family owned and operated since 1947.

Currently run by the Kingman brothers,

Mark, Steve, and Vic.

They've been on our radar for some time.

Since the pandemic, they've supplemented

their legal trucking business

by smuggling drugs and stolen goods

from over the border in Canada.

How'd you get him in?

Oh, am I late? Sorry.

Hard place to find. - Hmm.

Guys, this is Special Agent Bruce Sheppard.

He'll be our liaison with the FBI's.

Northern Border Smuggling Initiative.

So how'd you get your guy in?

We created an opening at the company.

One of their drivers was behind

on his child support payments.

Yeah, so we just expedited the process.

Because Detective Stabler's alias was already established,

we just needed someone to vouch for him.

Got a CI who worked for Three Kings.

He made the call.

Your CI got a name?

Yeah.

Trouble is, they're independent operators,

so getting anything on them is difficult.

They don't use a central database to log their trips

or GPS to monitor their trucks.

Totally analog.

Nothing traceable. - I know what analog means.

We also have reason to believe they're running

a prostitution ring at Three Kings Motel

adjacent to the truck yard. - That's not our concern.

Maybe not the FBI's.

Only goal of this task force is

to shut down an international smuggling operation.

Everything else is irrelevant.

We're here because your white whale

is now working with ours.

The Mad Coyotes are more than a biker gang.

They've been running weapons into the country

using a revolving door of trucking companies.

Lucky for us, Three Kings just joined that roster.

Unfortunately, the route they're using

is protected territory.

The Akwesasne Reservation is expansive,

and it extends to both sides of the Canadian border.

Most of the land is unoccupied.

Local chiefs have given us access,

but the pickup points change every time.

So we have no way of knowing where or when

they're gonna show up.

We tried moving on them directly,

but they're too slippery.

So this isn't your first time going after them?

As I said, they're slippery.

But latest intel from the RCMP suggests

they're planning a major arms shipment

sometime in the next week.

That's where your guy comes in.

We need the where and when.

Well, our plan to get eyes on the truck yard...

No. No surveillance.

I'm not risking the op on someone spotting a stray drone.

This is why your guy's in the field.

Can he do the job or not?

Hold on. Let me tell you something.

We're not sending him in blind.

What kind of operation you think this is?

I'm not asking you to send him in...

Detective Stabler can handle himself.

Do not forget you came to us.

And we for damn sure know what we're doing,

so let us do it.