Case M - Suspect Identified
*DOINK-DOINK* Major Case Squadroom, One Police Plaza
Carolyn Barek ::walks in on Friday morning:: Who are we going to annoy today?
Detective Logan: Okay. I got an address from Alcorn's secretary, took it over to Cassidy in Narco...
Carolyn Barek: ::sits::Who's Cassidy?
Detective Logan: Munch's old partner. He says that it's the address for a connection of the Zapatas...
Carolyn Barek:::nods a little::
Detective Logan: The cartel that had the thing with the assassin - The Ghost- that drove Cabot underground?
Carolyn Barek: ::raises an eyebrow:: I'm really beginning to not like this case.
Detective Logan: Now, turns out - I did some digging - he's an Irish guy, so he's not the big Hispanic dude that showed up in the hospital, or the one that was bonking Alcorn, BUT - our boy who owns the house might be. Got a picture from Cassidy to flash around. Ernesto "Chuy" Montevido.
Carolyn Barek: Never heard of him.
Detective Logan: Well, neither did I, until yesterday.
Carolyn Barek: ::nods:: Where do you feel like going?
Detective Logan: We can ask Eames if this guy looks familiar...ask the roomie if he does, then drive by Spanish Harlem?
Carolyn Barek: ::nods::
*DOINK-DOINK* 97th St. Apartment of Ernesto 'Chuy' Montevido, Spanish Harlem*
Detective Logan: ::looks around:: I think my mother-in-law's place isn't too far off.
Carolyn Barek: Would you like to visit if we get the chance?
Detective Logan: Eh.... ::knocks on the door::
Carolyn Barek: ::stands slightly behind him::
*a sort-of skankily-dressed chola woman answers, hoop earrings, gum smacking, she's hispanic but her hair is dyed with streaks of blond*
Girl: *gumsmack* Yeah?
Detective Logan: ::Also chewing his gum:: Yo, Chewie in?
Carolyn Barek: ::raises eyebrows at Mike's name for him::
Girl: *raises her brows and moves her head a little* Who?
Detective Logan: Chu-uy?
Girl: Yeah, what do you want with him?
Detective Logan: Need to ask him a couple questions about one of his lady friends.
*another girl, hair not teased as high, hoop earrings comes up from behind the girl* Yoli, what in the hell are you doing talking to these crackas? Didn't I tell you to stay in the back?
Yoli, girl one: Chuy said--
Girl Two: No! *her head's moving with attitude, and she talks in Spanish*
Carolyn Barek: ::in Spanish:: "We just want to talk to him."
Girl Two: *glances at Caro* Gringa got skills, oooh. *narrowed eyes - says something nasty to Caro in Spanish*
Carolyn Barek: "Have you looked in the mirror recently? I'm not the whore, I promise you."
Girl Two: "What the fuck do you want, bitch?"
Carolyn Barek: ::rolls her eyes a little:: "Like I said, all we want to do is talk to the man who lives here."
Girl Two: "Too damn bad. No one sees Chuy without his permission."
Carolyn Barek: "And how do we go about doing that?"
Girl Two: *shrugs* That ain't my problem.
Carolyn Barek: What if we push through?
Yoli: Chuy ain't here, you dumbass. *pushes Girl One - Girl One pushes back -bitchfight!*
Detective Logan: Hey, hey....
*Girl Two finally subdues Yoli with a slap to the head, hard, while yelling curses at her*
*Yoli limps off*
Detective Logan: Damn....nothing worse than a catfight that ends in non-nudity. So - Chewie.
Carolyn Barek: ::elbows him slightly::
Girl Two: He ain't here.
Detective Logan: When's he gettin' back? We can wait.
Girl Two: I ain't his keeper.
Detective Logan: Right. Here.
Girl Two: Who the fuck do you think you are, old man? You ain't waitin' nowhere.
Detective Logan: ::raises eyebrows::
Girl Two: *raises hers back, tries to slam the door, until Logan jams his foot in the doorway.
Girl Two: Hey! What the hell?!
Detective Logan: Yeah, I think we'll be more comfortable inside. It's called valued customers.
Girl Two: The fuck you will!
Detective Logan: Now move or get moved.
Girl Two: Get your ass off this property! *tries to close the door* Who the fuck do you think you are?!
Carolyn Barek: We can get you in a lot of trouble, or we can get you out of a lot of trouble. Your call.
Girl Two: *she narrows her eyes*
Detective Logan: I'm gonna go see if that other chick is okay.
Girl Two: No, you're gonna get the fuck out! *she lunges at Mike, claws OUT*
Detective Logan: ::arm UP::
Carolyn Barek: ::grabs at one of her arms::
Detective Logan: Whoa, there.
Carolyn Barek: ::tries to pull her off him by holding her arms behind her back::
Detective Logan: Put it away before you get hurt.
*Yoli comes out, from behind Caro* Bitchm what do you think you're doing?! *Yoli pulls a knife*
Detective Logan: Okay, fun's over. ::gun out:: Drop it.
Carolyn Barek: ::drops the girl's arms and puts her hands up::
Detective Logan: ::Badge out:: Chewie. Now.
*There is a flurry of arguing in Spanish between the two girls-Yoli has dropped the knife in shock it's very fast arguing*
Carolyn Barek: ::gets out of the way::
Detective Logan: YO. No Habla!
Girl Two: I told you, Chuy ain't here!
Detective Logan: And when, asked the guy with the gun, is he getting back?
Girl Two: how the fuck should I know? *high pitched, and now she's freaking because there's cops* I ain't his goddamn keeper! No one knows where Chuy goes but Chuy!
Detective Logan: Yeah, well, calm the hell down...me and the chick here just want a little party package.
Girl Two: Bullshit.
Carolyn Barek: ::looks at Mike::
Detective Logan: There's no need to get spastic. Discretion, you get me?
Girl Two: You're full of shit, old man.
Detective Logan: Oh?
Girl Two: I ain't tellin’ you a damn thing.
*Mike's phone rings*
Detective Logan: ::Picks up:: Hello?
Cassidy: Logan?
Detective Logan: Yeah?
Cassidy:....we've got some information for you....from our guy.
Detective Logan: Oh.....that's good, man....we, ah, tried to buy some shit from Chewie...but his girls don't think that old cops like dope, too.
Cassidy:....the hell?......shit, Logan, do not tell me you guys are in there trying to buy drugs....there are, you know, procedures for that.
Detective Logan: Whaddaya got? No....there was a misunderstanding....fuck it.....I
think we're just arresting some crack whores. ::still pointing the gun at them::
Cassidy: Montevido fled, Logan.
Detective Logan: He what??
Cassidy: Our guy got word today...fled last night. Now, he’s a U.S. citizen...
Detective Logan: And that means...?
Cassidy: He fled back to the old country, Logan....*in fake Spanish accent* Co-lom-bia.
Detective Logan: Cuute....but he's a US citizen, so what does that mean?
Cassidy: Means we can go after him.
Detective Logan: We?
Cassidy: Yeah, we. You think Narco's gonna sit on our asses and let Major Case get all the credit on our drug guy?
Detective Logan: I think the Feds would muscle in....
Detective Logan: Waitminnit...did you weasel down to the lab and get our dna from the scene? You know Montevido's our doer?
Cassidy: No. Montevido ain't the ghost, Logan. But Chuy sure as hell knows what went down in the whole thing, and he coulda had a hand in it, if not orchestrated it himself. *smirk*
Detective Logan: So, you want to ride our tails on this?
Carolyn Barek: ::narrows her eyes...more::
Cassidy: Unless the Chief of D's calls us off of it...or you off it, we sure as hell intend to.
Detective Logan: Ohhh....this bites. I do NOT piss into bottles...and you better not while I'm around.
Carolyn Barek: ::disgusted, "what the hell are they talking about?"::
Cassidy: Yeah, whatever. Look, I gotta go....shit...your captain is here....
Detective Logan: Sure.
Detective Logan: ::click::
Detective Logan: Well, well..
Carolyn Barek: What?
Detective Logan: You gals want the good news or the bad news?
Girl Two: *glare*
Carolyn Barek: There's good news available?
Detective Logan: For them? Sure. Good news....yeah, we're not really here to buy dope.
Girl Two: No shit, Sherlock.
Detective Logan: And even better, bring us all of your pot and we'll let you go.
Girl Two: Pot? *eyeroll* Yeah, whateva.
Detective Logan: ::Looks at gun, looks at them:: You really are that stupid. I should really shoot you can call it an act of Darwin.
Girl Two: *glare*
Detective Logan: Anyway....the bad news is, boyfriend's skipped out.
Girl Two still doesn’t say anything, and neither does Yoli*
Detective Logan: What's the matter? Gonna miss the big guy?
*Barek's phone rings*
Carolyn Barek: ::answers:: Hello? ::takes a few steps away::
*it's Cerreta* Barek?
Carolyn Barek: Yes?
Cerreta: You and Logan needa get out of Harlem and get your be-hinds
to 1PP. Now.
Carolyn Barek: We're on our way. ::hangs up:: Mike, let them continue partying with
their controlled substances. Cerreta called. We need to go.
Detective Logan: Right. ::puts the gun away:: Have fun, chicas.
Carolyn Barek: ::rolls her eyes::
Girl Two: *yells a nasty epithet at Mike, something like, he looks and smells like dog shit*
Detective Logan: Caca pues! ::mutters to Caro:: Did I get that right?
Carolyn Barek: ::walks away with him before answering:: We need to
work on your accent.
Detective Logan: Ah, hell if I know...it's all in the inflection anyway.
Carolyn Barek: We won't start you on Chinese, than.
Detective Logan: Bah....I know one phrase, but damn, it’s nasty...although actually, oddly enough, in their culture, it's only equivalent to damn.
Carolyn Barek: ::shakes her head::
Detective Logan: Let's get back to the office. I guess seeing Mama Viz can wait.
Carolyn Barek: She'll have to. Cerreta sounded urgent.
Detective Logan: Right...let's go.
Carolyn Barek: ::heads out::
Detective Logan: Besides...I harbor no illusions. My mother in law likes me fine, but without my wife or daughter? Meh. I may as well
be chopped liver.
Summary
Montevido has skipped town for Colombia, headed for the heart of the cartel's territory.
As a U.S. Citizen, Montevido is considered a fugitive eligible for forcible extraction.
Narcotics and Major Case are arguing division of the case.
To be fair, cbarek did most of this transcript. Thanks, Caro.
Carolyn Barek ::walks in on Friday morning:: Who are we going to annoy today?
Detective Logan: Okay. I got an address from Alcorn's secretary, took it over to Cassidy in Narco...
Carolyn Barek: ::sits::Who's Cassidy?
Detective Logan: Munch's old partner. He says that it's the address for a connection of the Zapatas...
Carolyn Barek:::nods a little::
Detective Logan: The cartel that had the thing with the assassin - The Ghost- that drove Cabot underground?
Carolyn Barek: ::raises an eyebrow:: I'm really beginning to not like this case.
Detective Logan: Now, turns out - I did some digging - he's an Irish guy, so he's not the big Hispanic dude that showed up in the hospital, or the one that was bonking Alcorn, BUT - our boy who owns the house might be. Got a picture from Cassidy to flash around. Ernesto "Chuy" Montevido.
Carolyn Barek: Never heard of him.
Detective Logan: Well, neither did I, until yesterday.
Carolyn Barek: ::nods:: Where do you feel like going?
Detective Logan: We can ask Eames if this guy looks familiar...ask the roomie if he does, then drive by Spanish Harlem?
Carolyn Barek: ::nods::
*DOINK-DOINK* 97th St. Apartment of Ernesto 'Chuy' Montevido, Spanish Harlem*
Detective Logan: ::looks around:: I think my mother-in-law's place isn't too far off.
Carolyn Barek: Would you like to visit if we get the chance?
Detective Logan: Eh.... ::knocks on the door::
Carolyn Barek: ::stands slightly behind him::
*a sort-of skankily-dressed chola woman answers, hoop earrings, gum smacking, she's hispanic but her hair is dyed with streaks of blond*
Girl: *gumsmack* Yeah?
Detective Logan: ::Also chewing his gum:: Yo, Chewie in?
Carolyn Barek: ::raises eyebrows at Mike's name for him::
Girl: *raises her brows and moves her head a little* Who?
Detective Logan: Chu-uy?
Girl: Yeah, what do you want with him?
Detective Logan: Need to ask him a couple questions about one of his lady friends.
*another girl, hair not teased as high, hoop earrings comes up from behind the girl* Yoli, what in the hell are you doing talking to these crackas? Didn't I tell you to stay in the back?
Yoli, girl one: Chuy said--
Girl Two: No! *her head's moving with attitude, and she talks in Spanish*
Carolyn Barek: ::in Spanish:: "We just want to talk to him."
Girl Two: *glances at Caro* Gringa got skills, oooh. *narrowed eyes - says something nasty to Caro in Spanish*
Carolyn Barek: "Have you looked in the mirror recently? I'm not the whore, I promise you."
Girl Two: "What the fuck do you want, bitch?"
Carolyn Barek: ::rolls her eyes a little:: "Like I said, all we want to do is talk to the man who lives here."
Girl Two: "Too damn bad. No one sees Chuy without his permission."
Carolyn Barek: "And how do we go about doing that?"
Girl Two: *shrugs* That ain't my problem.
Carolyn Barek: What if we push through?
Yoli: Chuy ain't here, you dumbass. *pushes Girl One - Girl One pushes back -bitchfight!*
Detective Logan: Hey, hey....
*Girl Two finally subdues Yoli with a slap to the head, hard, while yelling curses at her*
*Yoli limps off*
Detective Logan: Damn....nothing worse than a catfight that ends in non-nudity. So - Chewie.
Carolyn Barek: ::elbows him slightly::
Girl Two: He ain't here.
Detective Logan: When's he gettin' back? We can wait.
Girl Two: I ain't his keeper.
Detective Logan: Right. Here.
Girl Two: Who the fuck do you think you are, old man? You ain't waitin' nowhere.
Detective Logan: ::raises eyebrows::
Girl Two: *raises hers back, tries to slam the door, until Logan jams his foot in the doorway.
Girl Two: Hey! What the hell?!
Detective Logan: Yeah, I think we'll be more comfortable inside. It's called valued customers.
Girl Two: The fuck you will!
Detective Logan: Now move or get moved.
Girl Two: Get your ass off this property! *tries to close the door* Who the fuck do you think you are?!
Carolyn Barek: We can get you in a lot of trouble, or we can get you out of a lot of trouble. Your call.
Girl Two: *she narrows her eyes*
Detective Logan: I'm gonna go see if that other chick is okay.
Girl Two: No, you're gonna get the fuck out! *she lunges at Mike, claws OUT*
Detective Logan: ::arm UP::
Carolyn Barek: ::grabs at one of her arms::
Detective Logan: Whoa, there.
Carolyn Barek: ::tries to pull her off him by holding her arms behind her back::
Detective Logan: Put it away before you get hurt.
*Yoli comes out, from behind Caro* Bitchm what do you think you're doing?! *Yoli pulls a knife*
Detective Logan: Okay, fun's over. ::gun out:: Drop it.
Carolyn Barek: ::drops the girl's arms and puts her hands up::
Detective Logan: ::Badge out:: Chewie. Now.
*There is a flurry of arguing in Spanish between the two girls-Yoli has dropped the knife in shock it's very fast arguing*
Carolyn Barek: ::gets out of the way::
Detective Logan: YO. No Habla!
Girl Two: I told you, Chuy ain't here!
Detective Logan: And when, asked the guy with the gun, is he getting back?
Girl Two: how the fuck should I know? *high pitched, and now she's freaking because there's cops* I ain't his goddamn keeper! No one knows where Chuy goes but Chuy!
Detective Logan: Yeah, well, calm the hell down...me and the chick here just want a little party package.
Girl Two: Bullshit.
Carolyn Barek: ::looks at Mike::
Detective Logan: There's no need to get spastic. Discretion, you get me?
Girl Two: You're full of shit, old man.
Detective Logan: Oh?
Girl Two: I ain't tellin’ you a damn thing.
*Mike's phone rings*
Detective Logan: ::Picks up:: Hello?
Cassidy: Logan?
Detective Logan: Yeah?
Cassidy:....we've got some information for you....from our guy.
Detective Logan: Oh.....that's good, man....we, ah, tried to buy some shit from Chewie...but his girls don't think that old cops like dope, too.
Cassidy:....the hell?......shit, Logan, do not tell me you guys are in there trying to buy drugs....there are, you know, procedures for that.
Detective Logan: Whaddaya got? No....there was a misunderstanding....fuck it.....I
think we're just arresting some crack whores. ::still pointing the gun at them::
Cassidy: Montevido fled, Logan.
Detective Logan: He what??
Cassidy: Our guy got word today...fled last night. Now, he’s a U.S. citizen...
Detective Logan: And that means...?
Cassidy: He fled back to the old country, Logan....*in fake Spanish accent* Co-lom-bia.
Detective Logan: Cuute....but he's a US citizen, so what does that mean?
Cassidy: Means we can go after him.
Detective Logan: We?
Cassidy: Yeah, we. You think Narco's gonna sit on our asses and let Major Case get all the credit on our drug guy?
Detective Logan: I think the Feds would muscle in....
Detective Logan: Waitminnit...did you weasel down to the lab and get our dna from the scene? You know Montevido's our doer?
Cassidy: No. Montevido ain't the ghost, Logan. But Chuy sure as hell knows what went down in the whole thing, and he coulda had a hand in it, if not orchestrated it himself. *smirk*
Detective Logan: So, you want to ride our tails on this?
Carolyn Barek: ::narrows her eyes...more::
Cassidy: Unless the Chief of D's calls us off of it...or you off it, we sure as hell intend to.
Detective Logan: Ohhh....this bites. I do NOT piss into bottles...and you better not while I'm around.
Carolyn Barek: ::disgusted, "what the hell are they talking about?"::
Cassidy: Yeah, whatever. Look, I gotta go....shit...your captain is here....
Detective Logan: Sure.
Detective Logan: ::click::
Detective Logan: Well, well..
Carolyn Barek: What?
Detective Logan: You gals want the good news or the bad news?
Girl Two: *glare*
Carolyn Barek: There's good news available?
Detective Logan: For them? Sure. Good news....yeah, we're not really here to buy dope.
Girl Two: No shit, Sherlock.
Detective Logan: And even better, bring us all of your pot and we'll let you go.
Girl Two: Pot? *eyeroll* Yeah, whateva.
Detective Logan: ::Looks at gun, looks at them:: You really are that stupid. I should really shoot you can call it an act of Darwin.
Girl Two: *glare*
Detective Logan: Anyway....the bad news is, boyfriend's skipped out.
Girl Two still doesn’t say anything, and neither does Yoli*
Detective Logan: What's the matter? Gonna miss the big guy?
*Barek's phone rings*
Carolyn Barek: ::answers:: Hello? ::takes a few steps away::
*it's Cerreta* Barek?
Carolyn Barek: Yes?
Cerreta: You and Logan needa get out of Harlem and get your be-hinds
to 1PP. Now.
Carolyn Barek: We're on our way. ::hangs up:: Mike, let them continue partying with
their controlled substances. Cerreta called. We need to go.
Detective Logan: Right. ::puts the gun away:: Have fun, chicas.
Carolyn Barek: ::rolls her eyes::
Girl Two: *yells a nasty epithet at Mike, something like, he looks and smells like dog shit*
Detective Logan: Caca pues! ::mutters to Caro:: Did I get that right?
Carolyn Barek: ::walks away with him before answering:: We need to
work on your accent.
Detective Logan: Ah, hell if I know...it's all in the inflection anyway.
Carolyn Barek: We won't start you on Chinese, than.
Detective Logan: Bah....I know one phrase, but damn, it’s nasty...although actually, oddly enough, in their culture, it's only equivalent to damn.
Carolyn Barek: ::shakes her head::
Detective Logan: Let's get back to the office. I guess seeing Mama Viz can wait.
Carolyn Barek: She'll have to. Cerreta sounded urgent.
Detective Logan: Right...let's go.
Carolyn Barek: ::heads out::
Detective Logan: Besides...I harbor no illusions. My mother in law likes me fine, but without my wife or daughter? Meh. I may as well
be chopped liver.
Summary
Montevido has skipped town for Colombia, headed for the heart of the cartel's territory.
As a U.S. Citizen, Montevido is considered a fugitive eligible for forcible extraction.
Narcotics and Major Case are arguing division of the case.
To be fair, cbarek did most of this transcript. Thanks, Caro.