Law & Order: Organized Crime

In the nation's largest city,

the vicious and violent members of the underworld

are hunted by the detectives

of the Organized Crime Control Bureau.

These are their stories.

Three months ago, Mr. Wheatley was apprehended

and charged with multiple RICO counts,

including money laundering, embezzlement,

drug trafficking, and assault, crimes that could have led

to a minimum of 25 years behind bars.

Today, a judge will rule whether Richard Wheatley

will receive a reduced sentence for his substantial cooperation

with federal authorities on several ongoing investigations.

Your Honor, the U.S. Attorney's Office

is profoundly indebted to Richard Wheatley

for the information he's provided,

the proffers he's participated in,

and the doors he's opened,

and the light he shined into some of the darkest corners

of the criminal underworld.

Didn't I tell you, baby? Didn't I tell you?

Congratulations, Mr. Wheatley.

All charges dismissed.

That's a beautiful thing. Thank your boss for me.

Vince will be pleased. It's well deserved.

It's a pleasure doing business

with you and your team...

a life-changing,

soul-cleansing, redemptive pleasure.

- We hope it doesn't end here. - I'm determined that it won't.

Tell Vince I'm making plans.

I intend to do more good

than anyone ever imagined that I could do.

I plan to make myself the worst enemy

of every criminal organization on the face of this earth.

What happens now?

They move you back to Rikers to await trial

on the one outstanding murder charge.

Hey, where's your boyfriend Stabler?

See any harbor cops around?

- Nope. - Yeah.

That's 'cause I made sure there wouldn't be any.

Let's move.

Oh, what the hell? All right, I got this.

Guys, what's the problem? All right, we're cleared here.

No problem, we just need to inspect the container.

Really?

Go! Down! Down! Everybody down!

- Show me your hands! - Get down on your knees!

You! Down on your knees!

- Don't move! - Come on out of there!

- Come out, out of this truck! - Come on!

All right, move it!

How the hell did this happen?

We had everything prearranged with the CBP unit.

You're not here to ask questions, Ayanna.

You're here to answer them.

What exactly is your strategy here, Sergeant?

Surely it wasn't to get your undercover arrested

as a cocaine smuggler.

Nobody was supposed to be arrested, Chief Kilpatrick.

Were you expecting that the harbor unit not notice

that an entire container crate had gone missing?

This operation had been underway for 2 1/2 months.

We knew the Kosta Organization

would be receiving a large shipment of cocaine last night.

And we fully coordinated with Harbor Patrol.

Unfortunately, Sergeant Bell, a narcotics task force

has been tracking dozens of shipments of cocaine

across the supply chain from Colombia.

And nobody was coordinating with us.

Sergeant Brewster.

So you had my undercover arrested?

- Sergeant Bell... - No.

That was a patrol unit responding to a call for help.

We're on top of a much bigger load

that's headed - into New York/ - New Jersey.

But your drugs had to have come from the same cartel.

Weren't you two both on the same team in narco?

We were supposed to be.

Sergeant Brewster was my commanding officer

when I was a narco detective.

Congratulations on the promotion, by the way.

Save it, Brewster.

What we want to know, Sergeant,

is whether this undercover operation of yours

is getting anywhere.

What are we looking at? How many more months?

How many more shootouts in broad daylight

on the streets of New York?

How many more dead bodies floating up in the East River

before you're ready to move on these Albanian gangsters?

My UC is definitely making headway.

He's cultivating a relationship with Reggie Bogdani,

one of the Kosta Organization's mid-level lieutenants.

I'm telling you, I had harbor patrol in my pocket.

Those cops, they were suspect.

Hey, Eddie, don't you think those cops were funky?

Show me a cop that ain't funky, Reggie.

They're working for someone.

Wagner, you're up.

Eddie Wagner.

What's his deal, Reggie? What's he gonna tell them?

Nothing. Eddie's good, all right?

He's done a few jobs for me before.

He's infamous, trust me.

Back in the day, they would call him Eddie Ashes.

All right, cameras are off.

We got ten minutes. What happened?

Someone talked somewhere.

I don't think it was just some harbor cops who just were

in the right place at the right time.

- What did you see? - Plenty of nothing.

But my man Reggie Bogdani, he think it's four rogue cops.

Because?

Because the Harbor Patrol guys on duty were well-greased.

They were supposed to let that shipment through.

And you agree with Reggie?

I... yeah. Maybe.

But I tell you what, we're not dealing with just four yahoos.

They were well organized. This was choreographed.

Okay, so how does this shake out for you now?

It's disruptive.

It makes the Albanians paranoid.

Which makes it more dangerous for you.

I'm fine. I'll be fine.

I got Reggie's trust.

How about on your end? Any problems?

Yeah, there's a narcotics task force

that's been tracking the same product we're tracking,

which is run by my old sergeant, William Brewster.

You told me about that guy. Uh, the gunner.

Mm-hmm. And he's still gunning for me.

Oh, it's okay. She's cool. Okay.

Hey, just want to let you know he's gonna be released.

Okay, what about the other five Albanian guys

that are in the holding cell?

Well, it seems that there were no drugs

vouchered in connection with the arrests,

so the only thing I can charge them for

is a little scuffle that their lawyers

are already characterizing it as self-defense.

So the DA's office is recommending

that we void all the arrests. -

Thank you, Anne. - Yeah.

No drugs vouchered.

I'ma get a manifest to see

which Harbor Patrol cops work that dock.

And you should be back on the street within in a few hours.

This ain't gonna be pretty with Uncle Albi,

let me tell you that.

That was my shot, Eddie.

I was supposed to be done running around town

roughing people up, making collections.

He's your boss, but he's also your uncle, so...

That what makes it worse. All right? I blew it.

Reggie, listen to me. Listen to be. Relax.

This is business. There was a hiccup.

You're smart. I'm smart. We'll figure it out.

You got no idea what you're talking about.

All right, that may be true,

but I'll tell you what I do know.

You gave me a shot, so I got your back.

My loyalty is to you, my man.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

All right, before we go in,

there's a couple things you need to know about Albi.

Never look him in the eye. It's like a dog.

You look him in the eye, it's a sign of aggression.

Never contradict him.

And never make a promise you can't keep.

You hear me?

- He's talking about Besa. - What you know about Besa?

Look, man, I ain't rolling with no Albanians

without knowing your code of honor, all right?

Adjust, Howie!

He's coming at you with the right hook!

Make the adjustment!

- Uncle Albi. - Come on.

- That's it. - Yes, that's it.

Take the opening.

You're golden, Howie. You're golden.

Okay, take a break, boys. But don't go anywhere.

What the hell happened?

We had a little hiccup.

Hiccup?

Tell him.

He's got a lazy jab.

Overhand right, Reg. Overhand right.

Overhand right. Reg, overhand. Attaboy. Attaboy.

Stop.