– Fellas. – What’s up?
– Hey. – Thanks for meeting us. – Of course. What’s the play? – We just found out
that the kid almost ran
into the burning house. Could’ve easily died. – I don’t think
the parents know. And I figure if the dad
feels enough guilt, maybe he’ll confess. – All right,
or, turn the wife against him, she helps us build a case. [knocking at door] – Hey, Lieutenant. Thought that was you guys
parked out here. – Can you step outside
for a sec? – Yeah, sure. – Jim, this is Officer Ruzek. Chicago Police Department. – Oh.
Uh, hey. What’s–what’s going on? – Sir, is your wife home? – Uh, yeah.
Hey, Kristen, honey, come here. – What’s this? – Your son Trevor. Did he tell you folks
he tried to run into the fire to save his grandmother? – What? No, no, no,
he was with his friend Toby, a block away, right? – Yeah, he–
– I mean, I know he came back once he heard the sirens, but– – He showed up
right when we did. If we didn’t have a man
at the back door, he would’ve run straight in. – You should’ve made sure
your boy was much further away before you lit that stove. – What does that mean?
– I don’t understand. – We have reason to believe
that Jim set that fire on purpose to kill your mother. – What?
– That’s crazy. – That’s arson, murder, and possibly
child endangerment. – I didn’t set that fire. – It means that your son
is gonna go into the system while this thing works
its way through the court. – No.
– I’m afraid so, ma’am. Whether you knew
your husband’s plan or not, doesn’t matter.
– Hey, there was no plan. I didn’t do anything. – I need you to come with me,
okay? – This is ridiculous. I didn’t do anything.
– You can walk out real easy, or I can put you in cuffs
and drag you off. – Just listen to me.
– Sir– – He didn’t do anything.
I did it. – What? – I set the fire. Just please
don’t send Trevor away. – Kristen, honey,
what are you saying? – I’m sorry. – How could you do that? – She was napping.
I… I thought she would go quickly, that the smoke
would overwhelm her like in that fire in the paper. They said the victims
never even woke up. All that money, it should go
to making our lives better. For Trevor. ♪ – Oh, my God. – I’m sorry, Jim. – We need to have
a conversation down at the district.
– I’m so sorry. – Come on. – Jim, I’m sorry. – Come on.
– I’m so sorry, Jim. [crying] I’m sorry. – Come on. ♪