All language subtitles for The SHIELD - S04 E06 - Insurgents (720p - BluRay)

Previously on The Shield:
Federal asset-forfeiture laws

will now be enforced
in Farmington.

A gang sells crack out of their
room, we'll take that home.

My partner and I have been on
your shit list for six months.

What if I promise
to control her?

What other errands do you
have us running for the DA?

This was my fight! And you lost!

What do you hear in Juvie
about Antwon Mitchell?

Shane's been cozying
up to the guy lately.

You're paid to
protect my business.

Hey. New girlfriend?
She gave me something.

She's trying to keep
her and her mom fed.

I can't help you score if I
can't reach your main man.

Do you have other family you
go to when she's like this?

She's like this all the time.

Someone's gotta
look out for her.

Unis just found Angie's mother.
Dead from an overdose.

Probably looking for her mom.
This is the little ho

that gave up my block.

Her body shows up

with bullets in it
from your two gats,

you'll be doing time for a
long, long time.

AUCTIONEER: Lot number 149.

2004 Cadillac Escalade EXT.

Black-leather interior.
Bidding starts at $22,000.

MAN 1: Twenty-two.
AUCTIONEER: Do I have 23, 23?

Anybody say 24? Twenty-four.
How about 25? I have 25.

Twenty-six? Twenty-six.
How about 27? Twenty-seven, 27.

Twenty-seven. How about 28, 28, 28, 28?
Twenty-nine, 29?

VIC: Sucks I didn't
bring my checkbook.

AUCTIONEER: How about 30?

Laverneous'd pop if he
knew all these whiteys

were scoping out his ride.

I put ads in El Clasificado,
and The Sentinel.

But apparently only the
Times crowd was interested.

AUCTIONEER: Who wants to go 31?

Thirty-one? Going, going.

Sold.
Thirty-one thousand dollars.

Okay,
now we have lot number 611.

I did a little show and tell for
the city attorney last night.

She sign off on the injunctions?

One-Niners are Antwon
Mitchell's foot soldiers.

Injunctions are gonna keep them
off the street pushing dope.

He's gonna feel the pressure.

Well, he's already feeling it.
This is gonna jack up the pain.

AUCTIONEER: Seventeen thousand dollars.
Okay, next item.

Lot number 684.

Yamaha motorcycle,
minimal damage.

ARMY: Let's make this quick.
We gotta clock in to the boss.

You forget I'm your boss?

What do you need? This address.

Chink heroin dealer.

Hear a shipment
came in last night.

And you don't like competitors.

You know, Bill Gates has his
hit, I got mine.

Yeah, and busting dealers is
ours, so sure.

All right, we'll pay a visit.

Do our part to keep the,
uh, black tar monopoly safe.

Plus, I'm gonna need
half his inventory.

We're good on demand,
but light on supply

because of your intel
failure last week.

ARMY: We give you information.

We don't move product,
get hung up in your shit.

HEY-

I'll beep you when
we got the stuff.

Bitch with a badge
doing my bidding.

It's a wonderful day.

[CHUCKLES]

[CAR STARTS]

As you all know,
we had our first auction this morning.

Try to keep your
jaws off the floor.

RAWLING: We raised
over $900,000.

[CHEERING]

I guess taking
houses is profitable.

RAWLING: That's money out
of the bad guys' hands,

and back into the community.

Yeah, and a third comes to us.

[CHEERING]

RAWLING: Now,
that's not the only good news.

Officers Sofer and Lowe

have done a fantastic job
documenting the One-Niners.

Thanks to their hard
work, we got injunctions.

After we serve these,
you see two or more One-Niners

together in Farmington,

that's called
congregating in groups,

and that's jail time.

One-Niners are
just the beginning,

so let's get these
served by end of the day.

Match the glamour shots
to the injunctions.

You have any questions,
get in touch with Danny or Julien.

Can't find them, come to me.

Thanks, everyone.

VIC: Any word on the girl?

Talked to Angie's
friends at school.

No one's seen her, man,
she dropped off the map.

Her mom goes in the
ground tomorrow.

Girl checks in once a week.
Now nothing.

RAWLING: Talking about Angie?
Yeah.

You speak to the
family in Georgia?

SHANE: Let's go.
Right through here.

LEM: She, um...
She hasn't been back to her apartment,

didn't, um, pack any bags.

What if Antwon
Mitchell found out

Angie gave up the
cul-de-sac bust?

That would have
to come from here.

You ran that.
Ls there any chance that word got out?

None.

Well, I'm glad to hear lAD
cleared you on the shooting.

LEM: Thanks for the
word you put in.

Your CO's anxious
to get you back.

I took personal time the rest
of the week to look for Angie.

Let me know what you find.
LEM: All right.

MAN: Sorry about that, folks.

Come here.

What the hell was that?

Shane is slipping
inside info to Antwon.

Angie goes missing the night we
take his distribution center.

She fingered. I'm supposed to
pretend those aren't related?

Shane wouldn't give up
a girl to that shitbag.

He's down for stealing,
planting evidence...

We were all part of that.
He woulda been down for more,

we hadn't been there
to rein in his shit.

On his own,
we got no idea what he would do.

We're keeping Shane
out of trouble.

You making noises to
my boss doesn't help.

He didn't do this.

I'll look around
and make sure of it.

You keep looking for Angie.

[SIGHS]

[TIT]

MAN 1: Catch the ball.
MAN 2: Come on, that's right.

[SIREN WAILING,
INDISTINCT HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

VIC: Oh, you knuckleheads
make it way too easy.

RONNIE: Game's over.
Against the fence.

Get against the fence right now.
Move. Move your ass.

You, face me.

We was just balling.

Yeah? Well, from now on,
T-Gun, a cop sees you so much

as playing with your own
dicks in the same room,

you're going to County.

Oh, this one's for you, Notch.
It's called an injunction.

You're all documented members

of a known criminal
organization.

Judge thinks you're
domestic terrorists, ladies.

I ain't no sheet-head.
You're just a shithead.

Injunctions are zero tolerance.

That means no associating
with known bangers...

No hanging with homeys,
no riding together in cars.

Wait, hold on, hold on.

You trying to say
it's illegal for me

to hang out with my own brother?

He your real brother?

Yeah. Like we came
out the same vagina.

Court says you're
One-Niners first.

I mean, what you all
think, we banging 24/7?

It's not up to me.

VIC: All right, see who we got.

I'll tell the bartender his
One-Niner clientele's banned.

Yo, all right, police,
you know the dance.

You know the dance.
Buy me a damn drink!

VIC: Jesus, shit. Let's go.

You're gonna buy me a drink, bitch.
Break it up.

Ungh! Break it up.

I'm DEA. What?

I'm undercover. You bust this
place, you're gonna screw it up.

Get off me, pig!
Hold it right there!

VIC: Don't shoot. I got him.
He should be here and let go!

I got him. [YELLING, MOANING]

It's okay. This is the guy
that Billings was looking for

on that 211.

All right, come on, asshole.

Come on.

Hospital says that
alky you knocked around

barely has a bruise.

Drunks are like SuperBalls.

Bounce them off the floors,
they never get a scratch.

I'll have to remember that one.
Credentials cleared.

Agent Hendricks say what
he was doing at Lucky's?

HENDRICKS: Couldn't
tell you if I wanted to.

RAWLING: How long you
been on the One-Niners?

Awhile.

Obviously,
we're tilling the same ground.

One-Niner heroin trade,

probably Antwon Mitchell too.

I'm just a guy on the street.

RAWLING: Say I talk to the
guy in the corner office?

You'd have to be
pretty convincing.

Give me a name.
I'll work on my sales pitch.

Federal investigations
take precedence.

We say keep away from that
bar, you better do it.

We can help you.
You don't have working lights.

RAWLING: I'm bringing the
place into the 21st century.

Rewiring, high-speed internet.

VIC: Meanwhile,
here's the low-tech version.

You guys are into
the One-Niners.

We know everything about 'em.

Ink, homeys, drug dens.

RAWLING: The bangers know
we're plugged into them.

We do the bust for you,
get the heroin off the street.

You get closer to
Antwon Mitchell,

and your agent's cover
isn't compromised.

You're making a
lot of assumptions.

The DEA's set up
on a One-Niner bar.

One-Niners are front and
center in the tar trade.

I'm a local, not a moron.

Antwon never sees the
light of day again,

I host the party.

LAMBERTI: One-Niners have been
trading stolen cars for tar heroin.

Pipeline runs between I.A.
and El Salvador.

VIC: Tar comes from Mexico.

LAMBERTI: It's grown there,
imported through El Salvador.

Salvadoran named Spider's the
go-between with the bangers.

Has a garage of stolen
Camrys on Broadway.

How'd the El Salvadorans get
hooked up with the One-Niners?

Antwon. Back in Lompoc,
he took advantage of some bad blood.

Made an alliance
with the Salvadorans

against the Mexicans.

They're still tight.
Know where he unloads?

Four months, no clue.

Slips us every
time we get close.

RAWLING: So we use my
people to bust the garage,

convince Spider to share
where he takes the drugs.

Work up the chain from there.

I'll have some unis round up
Spider's family for leverage.

It's a good bet most
of them are illegals.

So we're clear, this is my op.

You screw it up...
Wouldn't do that to you.

Antwon was some Iraqi
National Guard general,

we'd... We'd wait till
he was all tucked in bed

having a real nice dream,
and then cluster bomb his ass.

Worst thing we could do
is take a straight shot.

Not till we know where he's
keeping that girl's body.

No, we gotta be patient.
[DOOR OPENS]

Captain's got something
cooking with the DEA.

Wants us all on it.

Fed bullshit?
No, I think we'll pass.

Captain's orders.
Wanna skate, talk to her yourself.

Hey, Vic, your nanny is here.

Cass, everything okay?
You still feeling sick, kid?

Mr. Vic, I'm very sorry.

My girl, she having a baby.

I thought that was next month?
Baby come early.

Problems, I think.
Do you understand, right?

Si, si, si. Si, si.

It's okay. Thank you.

VIC: Come on, honey.

[BUZZER BUZZES]

CASSIDY: Sorry, Dad.
VIC: That's okay, sweetie.

It's not your fault.

Who's this?

Cassidy-She's feeling a
little under the weather.

This is my boss,
Captain Rawling.

Nice to meet you. You too.

Why don't you take her home?

I'll have Shane take
the lead on Spider.

No, no, no, uh,
I got it covered.

I just have to call
my backup sitter.

Your dad is very dedicated.

ANTWON: Why you letting
that bald cracker-ass

run my boys off they corners
with this injunction shit, huh?

They ain't hardly earning.

I can only wrap my
arms around so much.

Injunctions are
coming from the top.

Maybe a, uh...

A brick of China white
will ease the pain.

Fresh from your Asian friends.

I don't touch the stuff.
SHANE: Something else.

An El Salvadoran named Spider
showed up on the radar.

So you got business with
him, shut it down.

Cat named Verdice may
show up on the same radar.

Make sure you shut that down.

All right.

ANTWON: Pick up your trash.

[CELL PHONE RINGS] Yeah.

SHANE: Hey, it's me.

Where the hell have you been?

Checking out Spider's casita.

For the last half hour?
It takes as long as it takes.

All right, well,
Spider drove up about 10 minutes ago-.

Feel like doing some work?

Let's tear down the web, then.

Let's go.

[GRUNTS] VIC: Hey, get down!

Drop the bag!
Get down right now! Get down!

Don't move.
[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

Clear! MAN: Clear!

[vlc WHOOPS]

Spider's sending
more than just cars

back to the homeland.

You get a shit load
of tar with those.

El Salvador, they got AK's up the
ass, all the guerrillas.

But handguns,
they're like tight pussy.

Rare and precious.

All right, let's pop the trunks,
see what else we can find.

SHANE: Here.

[RUSTLING]

ARMY: Nothing.

HEY-

Wetback's got some greenbacks.

Holy shit.

RONNIE: How much
you think that is?

Hundred grand or more.

[ZIPPER ZIPS]

Let's call it in.

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO SPEECH]

You know,
you have to talk to me eventually.

SCOOBY: Victim was Raine Powell.

Worked down the street
at Electronics Emporium.

What's this?
Just what it looks like.

Wasn't us. Talk to him.

I knew you'd wanna see
where the body was,

so, uh, I-| drew her for you.

Where the body was?
You moved her?

Way people come speeding
through, she'd be a pancake.

Ever occur to you
to redirect traffic?

Hey,
I used up half my kid's chalk.

I don't need a thank you,

but how about you
get up off my ass?

And this is?

BOBO: Oh, I...
I had to move the pocketbook too.

You were a big help in the
community meeting last week.

I mean, a real asset.

I believed in what I was saying.

Well, I hope you still do.

I've heard things.

Maybe some of the
minority officers here

aren't so thrilled
with my policies.

Maybe you're one of them.

Some people feel like
it all sounds good.

But the reality out there
seems a little bit different.

We're arresting bad
guys, just like always.

The way seizures work,
everyone is guilty until proven innocent.

If we take the wrong car,

it's not like people
here can afford a lawyer.

Well, maybe you can do
something about that.

Look into using seizure money

to start a legal fund.

Um...

l-|-l guess so. Sure.

It's a work in progress.

This policy isn't
the usual Band-Aid.

Your guys got a location
on Verdice's drug stash.

Grab your partner, come with.

Raine have any problems
that you know of?

Man trouble or money trouble?

No, she was a good
girl, you know.

What about boyfriends?

Just Bear,
but he wouldn't have done this.

DUTCH: You saw Raine last night?
MAN: I oversaw a shipment.

She was stuck behind her
computer screen like always.

Type A personality. Familiar.

I told her not to
park down here,

but the girl was a
stickler for the policy.

The policy?

Rules say employees can't
park at the store lot.

Raine's the only
who ever listened.

She lives with Cornelius Aimes, a.k.a.
Bear, over on Parmer.

Check it out.

See? You're, uh...
You're talking to me.

To the extent necessary
to solve this case, yes.

All right, Spider says he
dropped off two keys last night

to a guy named Verdice.

Gonna have dogs and shooters,
so stay awake. Let's go.

RAWLING: They're in position.

Go when ready.

[ALL GRUNTING]

Clear. MAN: Clear.

WOMAN: Right over here.

Shit.

LAMBERTI: You sold me on this.

RAWLING: Spider gave
us the right location.

This guy, Verdice,
got lucky, bailed.

Bullshit. Somebody couldn't
keep their mouth shut

which is why we don't
work with people like you.

No one leaked anything.
We go back to Spider, we find what...

I'm not letting you
near my guy again.

I need to borrow this asshole.

[SPIDER GRUNTS]

VIC: Come here.

You got about 30 seconds
to spill your guts-.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

How tough are you gonna be

when your little brother's
being hacked to pieces?

I don't got no little
brother, eh?

Oh, then it must be
some other Juan Emilio

I got back at the station.

It's gonna be too bad when they
have to deport him down south.

You got a lot of enemies.

La Colonia doesn't get
him, the Mexicans will.

Twenty seconds. [WHIMPERS]

[PANTING]

Tar that comes to
me, I bring it here.

Most of it Verdice
gets at the church.

The church?
Verdice is a believer, man.

Stuff comes in there,
he takes what he needs.

Keeps the rest safe with Jesus.

I'm gonna have to scrap the
whole operation, pull my agent.

Couple of months,
put in a new face.

Where's my informant?

VIC: Right here, sir.

Thought he might need
to stretch his legs

before he took his ride.

RAWLING: First,
Angie fell off our radar.

Now this guy clears out
like he's been tipped off

after I give my word I'm
not gonna screw this up.

What the hell's going on?

Maybe the wrong person saw us nab
Spider, spread the word.

Doesn't explain
Angie's disappearance.

These were both your operations.
Both of them were successes.

Verdice and the heroin are still
missing, so is Angie.

Lem's out looking for her.
We can still salvage this one.

Spider gave up his
One-Niner contact.

Do I wanna know how
you managed that?

We brought his family in for
leverage, I used it.

SHANE: If you ask me,
they probably just packed up.

You know,
cook houses move all the time.

What did you get from Spider?

The El Salvadorans are shipping
their drugs to a church on Avon.

Verdice is a member.

He has his guys posing as
good, God-fearing folk.

You're kidding.

Sounds like Spider
sold you a load.

He's not risking his family.

It's the real thing.

I'll work on a warrant.

Eh, let's keep this contained.

The three of us, Army, Ronnie.

That's it,
just the people we trust.

All right.

Here, take this.

CLAUDETTE: Occurred to
me to take that down.

I see Vic's humor grows more
sophisticated by the day.

Boyfriend wasn't home,

I grabbed Raine's diary.

Seems there were bumps
along the relationship road.

Detective Huarez
in San Antonio's

got a different angle.

He's been tracking
murders in the I.A. area.

There aren't enough in Texas?

Because his suspect relocated
to Farmington a month ago.

Hey, exposed dick?
Thanks for the warning, Dutchboy.

CLAUDETTE: Kleavon Gardner,

questioned in four
separate homicides.

DUTCH: Suspected him on two
murders three days apart,

then nothing for six months.

Witnesses placed him
at a couple of scenes.

Detectives in San Antonio

weren't able to
make anything stick.

What's the connection?

Victims were black
women in public places.

Raine was killed seven blocks

from where Kleavon's
sister lives.

Are we gonna be like
this from now on?

Huarez tried to warn
somebody in this department

a few weeks ago that we had
a thrill killer on our hands.

Thrill killers need the
juice, they take chances-.

This guy's patient,
he's an opportunity killer.

No wonder San Antonio
PD screwed it up.

Get your profiles right, people.

Whatever he is,
I'm going to introduce myself.

Oh, what? I'm not coming with?

Stick to your True Confessions.

MAN: Let's go. WOMAN: Whoa.

San Antonio police
interviewed you 11 times.

They got you killing
everybody but Osama.

What I don't get is, why you?

They got no DNA,
they got no prints.

Any excuse to fry a brother.

Justice, Texas-style?
You said it.

He send you after me?

Huarez.

Got a real hard-on.

Why is that?

Might have mentioned
he don't know

how to screw his wife too well.

[CHUCKLES]

Shouldn't have done that,

but he just got me worked up.

You get angry a lot, Kleavon?
Nah.

Not more than usual.

About how long is
this gonna take?

Twelve hours was
the limit in Texas.

[DOOR OPENS]

Where were you last night, Bear?

Little after midnight?

Driving.

Around,
collecting my nighttime thoughts.

Nighttime thoughts, about what?

Life Shit.

I think better at night.

Found this in, uh,
Raine's underwear drawer.

She mentions you.

Man, she's gone,
why you wanna dig...?

"Dear Diary,
This job is just a stepping stone.

"I'm going places,
but I'm not sure

Cornelius is ready
to go with me."

Then she talks about you and a girl
named, uh, Janelle.

Janelle's just some white chick.

Raine find out about you two?

You read where she
talks about that collage

I did for her birthday?

What kind of grown-ass man does
collages and kills his woman?

You read this?

I saw her put it away
like a hundred times.

What was I supposed to do, bro?

See, man,
I knew this shit looked bad.

Where were you last night?

At Janelle's,
but it wasn't like that.

We were in the bed,
but the clothes were on.

It was platonic.

You were sleeping together,

but you weren't
sleeping together?

Yeah, there you go.

REVEREND: Bless this
child, Father.

In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost,

I say amen.

CROWD: Amen.

[ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN: We thank you, Lord,
for bringing this child...

Reverend, I'm Captain Rawling.
I need a moment.

Oh, all right,

must be some kind of problem.

They sending a captain.

Well, uh,
we believe a few of your members

are using this church
to import illegal drugs.

That's not possible.

Well, I'm sure it's
without your knowledge.

Are these three
boys here right now?

I know Muncelle's
car is in your lot.

He's known to hang out
with the other two.

They were making
sandwiches in the kitchen

about a half an hour ago.

Those boys volunteer.
Their criminal days are past.

They're tagged One-Niners.
Being together's against the law.

I know about those injunctions.

You find them on the
street, they're all yours.

This is a house of the Lord.
We have a warrant on the way.

We need to talk to the boys,
do a search of the premises.

We'll be very respectful.

How do you think
it's going in there?

I'm more worried about
what's going on over there.

ARMY: They snag
him, he gets caught,

I don't even wanna hear
what Antwon's gonna say.

Damnit, here he is now.

Verdice is walking
right into an arrest.

Get out of here. [HORN HONKS]

Get out of here.
Get out of here.

[H IP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING] Shit.

VIC: Yo, that's Verdice's ride.

RONNIE: Is he coming
for a pick-up?

Didn't come for the wine.

RONNIE: He's running.

Asshole's gonna try to split.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

What are you doing?

Army,
what the hell are you doing?!

[HORN HONKING]

Get out of the car!
Get out of the car!

Come here.
You talk, Antwon will know.

Keep your mouth shut,
you get out of this alive.

SHANE: Take it easy.
Let's go, get up.

What the hell was that?

Hands behind your back.
Guy was gonna bail.

Stay out of my church.

ARMY: Yo, get up.

CLAUDETTE: Reading
the good parts?

DUTCH: Looking for more clues.

It's a real window
into the mind.

How things going with your
Texas chainsaw murderer?

Says he's the victim of
the good old boys network.

But somethings off about him.

Maybe you'll have a take.
So we're back?

No, but I can put up
with you long enough

to put someone like
this behind bars.

I been telling my partner about
how you were harassed in Texas.

[EXHALES]

Can we get you
something to drink?

So you can stop me
from going to the can

when my bladder fills up?
No thanks.

[CLAUDETTE, DUTCH CHUCKLE]

So, uh, witnesses spotting
you near those crime scenes

was just dumb luck, huh?

Just happened by, you know?

No law against that.

Why'd you leave San
Antonio, Kleavon?

KLEAVON: Just got
sick of The Alamo.

Kind of feels like we're
wasting our time. His too.

Probably got somewhere you need to be.
Job? Girlfriend?

Like we established,
I'm new in town.

DUTCH: Must have a
lot of free time.

What do you like to do?

People watch.

Tell us where you were last
night, we can end this now.

KLEAVON: Oh, I was home.

I know, but give us a
rundown of the whole night.

So you can go over my statement

try to trip me up? No thanks.

Woman named Raine Powell
was murdered last night.

Bludgeoned to death.

Maybe you, uh,
happened by this crime scene too.

Yeah, I didn't kill her.

He didn't even blink
at those photos.

Classic sociopathic
non-reaction.

I don't know, he seems confident
we won't come up with something.

He's already gotten away
with at least four others.

What else do we got?

Raine's diary mentions
some beef with a co-worker,

a friend she lent her
bingo winnings to.

I'll have the unis pick him up.

Have to admit it felt good in there.
Two of us clicking.

Dutch, do you know where Vic is?
DUTCH: Uh, no, why?

He's got me watching his kid.

My shift ended,
sitter never showed.

Did you try his cell phone?
No answer.

I know the mom,
she works at Mission Cross.

Uh, I can call her.

[INDISTINCT SPEECH OVER PA]

DUTCH: How's she doing?

Good. Thanks again.

Um, you know,
Vic had a uni with her the whole time.

It wasn't like he left
her totally alone.

I can't believe
he didn't call me.

Divorce is tough.

M-mine was a while ago.

Anyway, thanks again.

It was really nice of you.

You're welcome.

Listen, um,
wanna have dinner some time?

Dinner? Why not?

Three kids, a job,

selling our house.

I don't have time. I don't know.
Work around your schedule.

You work with Vic.
We barely see each other.

I tried it with a cop once.

Vic and I, uh,
could not be more different.

[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]

Reverend,
I have a signed search warrant.

You must open the door.

This is a house of worship.

There's an easier
way to do this.

REVEREND: There
are no drugs here.

Except for the heroin.

Reverend, I have the legal
right to come inside.

Use force if I have to.

Neither of us wants that.

Then let the Lord be yourjudge.

We could pack it up,
come back tonight.

Yeah,
give 'em time to flush the tar?

We already look like assholes.

Go in now, we have something
in hand to show for it.

You believe in your
intel, right?

Oh, yeah.

Okay, people.

Let's go.
You know who we're looking for.

Remember that this is a church.
There are civilians inside.

So do your 'yobs,
but use extra care.

All right, who's got the hawk?

We do. Good.

Four teams, two in the front,

one on the side, one in the back.
Let's do it.

JULIEN: Captain,

I'm not breaking
down a church door.

Well, just think of it
as a drug warehouse,

because that's what it is today.

We shouldn't be
going in like this.

Get in the back, both of you.

What the hell are you doing?
You're knocking us out of this?

All right, Reverend, last chance.
Open the door.

[MOUTHED SPEECH]

Do it.

[ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING,
INDISTINCT SPEECH]

REVEREND: The Lord is the
stronghold of my life.

Of whom then should
I go in dread?

When evildoers close in on me

to devour me...

Hold it, Muncelle!

REVEREND: It is my enemies
who stumble and fall.

Don't you move.
Though an army should encamp me.

RAWLING: You all right?
My heart does not fear.

Sofer and Lowe got the other
ones coming out the back.

REVEREND: My heart
does not fear.

Though wars are
waged against me.

Even then do I trust...

[CHURCH BELLS RINGING,
INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Any drugs? JULIEN: Nothing here.

Just the .38.

We're gonna have to
search the whole church

and everyone in it.

Just...

be gentle.

[DOOR CLOSES]

HEY-

Hey, all that Fast
and Furious shit?

You're sending smoke signals
to Vic and the captain.

What are they gonna
do, reprimand me?

Look, we gotta find
that heroin first,

show him we're not
Antwon's butt buddies.

[SCOFFS]

I told you,

that's temporary.

Argh! You got something?

Yeah, botulism, residue.

K9 could do this
in five minutes.

Yeah, if they'd ever show up.

Hey, just found a receipt in
the good reverend's office.

Church candles are
imported from El Salvador.

Okay. Yeah.

[RUSTLING]

[VIC SIGHING, CANDLE SMASHING]

[CHUCKLES] REVEREND:
Oh, heaven help them-.

LEM: Vic.

Get these sinners baptized.
What's up?

LEM: I got the toxies
on Angie's mom.

Levels indicate she had over 500
bucks of heroin in her system.

Even a frat boy knows not
to shoot that much poison.

Yeah,
and this was a lifetime junkie

who could barely scrape enough
together for a dime bag.

Somebody made sure she
copped till she dropped.

Well, I'm connecting the
clots, and all I'm seeing

is a picture of Shane
with Antwon Mitchell.

SCOOBY: Hey, did Paula find you?
She was trying to call.

Shit. I had it on
silent for the bust.

Something about
Detective Wagenbach

taking your daughter
to the hospital?

We'll do this later.

She was sick,
you brought her to the station?

Carmen dropped a bomb,
backup sitter blew a tire.

What was I to do?
You should've called.

I had it under control.
Obviously not.

Or you wouldn't have
dumped her with a uni.

Christ, first time in seven
months there's been a problem.

Come on, Cass, let's go.

Maybe I should stay with Mom.

VIC: She's gotta work, sweetie.

Genine's waiting for us.
Let's go.

Go with your father.
I'll see you tomorrow.

One-time thing, that's it.

You were, uh,
pretty broken up about Raine earlier.

How are you doing now?

[SIGHS, MUMBLES]

Bunch of us from the
store, uh, set up a shrine.

Teddy bears, flowers.

That's nice.

You know,
your boss found those order forms

you've been changing.

[SIGHS]

I sold a few DVD players,
a couple of Xboxes on the side.

I was gonna tell
you all about it.

Raine know about
your enterprise?

No way.

Really? In her diary,
it says she confronted you.

Said she was gonna
go to your manager.

I know, you were gonna
tell me all about it.

Now, when Raine confronted you,

what happened?

You probably tried
to reason with her.

Look, if it were up to me,

I'd pin this on a real killer.

Some asshole who
murders for fun.

Problem is,
the unis eyeballed your car

with what looks to
be blood inside.

You didn't plan this.
Second degree murder.

You can get out one day,
but we need to know the truth.

I offered her a cut.

But she pulled the moral high
ground shit on you, didn't she?

One thing I hate,

it's a self-righteous bitch.

DUTCH: Tell me about it.

You did what you had to do.

She left you no choice.

So much for San Antonio eating our dust.
He's innocent.

Of murdering Raine.
Guy's still a stone cold killer.

And he just pitched a
tent in our backyard-.

We got a suspect, but no victim.
That's new.

That's when it bites we
don't live in a dictatorship.

Put the guy in a hole
and forget about him.

Well, there's an impulse
I can understand.

We can't turn
Kleavon over to SIS

until he commits a crime in I.A.

You know, I thought I hated
being on the DA's shit list,

but this is actually worse.

I... I can't believe you're
still freezing me out.

I can't believe you sold me out.

Officer Lowe.

I think you should stick to
desk duty the next few days.

See if you can find your way
into what we're doing here.

If not,

I understand.

But you should consider
putting in for a transfer.

I wasn't gonna
break into a church.

There was heroin in
the holy candles.

This time.

VIC: Altar boys pin
you as the head honcho.

We can't make a deal,

you're eating roadkill
goulash over at Lompoc.

Pfft! Where my spoon then?

You wanna be a barrio
martyr, that's fine with me.

But why not serve
up Antwon instead?

Antwon who?

We can put you into relocation,

keep you safe.

Lone Ranger and Tonto,
they hauled your ass out of that car.

What did they say to you?

They told me get out the car,
and put my hands on my head.

And that's the last I'm saying.

VIC: Dutchboy. Hero of the hour.

DUTCH: Your daughter was sick.
She wanted her mother.

You can't take a joke,
so you make me look like a prick

in front of my ex.

I'm sure your ex doesn't
need any help from me

seeing what kind
of prick you are.

Just saw Angie's
mother's tox report.

Lem have any news on Angie?

I don't know. Well, find him.

I wanna hear what he's got.

ANTWON: Used to be bad
cops was good business.

But now I got a stash gone,
a whole crew locked up,

sellers who can't sell.

Wanna tell me how the world
got upside-down on your watch?

Seeing you were misusing
a house of the Lord,

I'd say divine intervention.

He must really hate you.

Only reason he'd
talk to me like that

because he wants to see
y'all dead or in jail.

Vic Mackey wants you gone.

We're the only thing
standing in his way.

You think I need your
ass, you're wrong.

You think you
don't, you're wrong.

Look, protecting you is a
full-time gig plus overtime.

So you can either tell
me what you're into

or I can keep
chasing Vic's tail.

Some days we'll catch it.
Some days we won't.

I'll think about it.

Yeah, you do that.

ARMY: Antwon's gonna drop the
body, you know.

He's not that stupid.

Him being stupid's not
what I'm worried about.

Well, I didn't hear you
complaining about my leadership

when I was getting you blown.

This isn't doing favors
to get intel on bad guys.

You got me taking it up the
ass from Antwon Mitchell.

Ramming cars to keep
us out of prison.

I've dealt with guys
like this before.

You or Mackey?

Do you even have a clue how
we're getting out of this?

Look, I'm getting us close.

This guy thinks he can kill
this little girl in front of us?

We're gonna find
that little girl,

we're gonna give
her a proper burial.

Then when the time is right,

we're gonna shove a stick
of dynamite up his ass.

RAWLING: Dr. Alvin
Bernard's clinic

has been providing
free pre-natal care

to Farmington's
poor for 21 years,

which is why I'm so pleased, Al,

to give you this
check for $10,000.

REPORTER 1: Is that
money from seizures?

Part of my promise to give
a third of what we get

from asset-forfeitures
back to the community.

How does that community feel

about your decision
to invade a church?

I wouldn't characterize
it quite that way.

We found 12 kilos of
tar heroin inside there.

I'd say they're
pretty damn haPP¥.

REPORTER 2: Any plans
to seize the church?

No. REPORTER 3: ls the
reverend under arrest?

The only people under arrest
are known drug dealers

with affiliations to
Farmington One-Niners.

You'd interrupt another baptism
to put away a gang member?

I'd interrupt my
grandmother's funeral

if it meant taking
dangerous narcotics

off the streets our
children walk on.

But don't tell
that to my grandma

'cause she's still full of
piss and vinegar in Tarzana.

[LIGHT LAUGHTER]

Reporters were tough today.

We keep storming churches,
they're gonna get tougher.

You were all for it earlier.

I was. I am.

It's just this thing's
to good to blow...

Hoda Stubbs was killed.

Angie too, I'm guessing.

I plan on finding the
asshole who did it.

When you do, ask about the
leak at the warehouse today.

We don't know there was a leak.

Even if there was,
we don't know they're related.

Could be accidental.

Stop bullshitting me.

You vouched for Shane.
What about Army?

He seems like a good kid.
I-l don't think...

I don't care what you think.
What do you know?

Is there some reason you don't
wanna dig deeper on this?

I'm not about witch hunts.

I've been on the
other side of a few.

I chose you for this job

because I needed somebody as
hungry as me to make it work.

And I'm getting it done.
Why are you riding me?

Because shit is falling
through the cracks.

Pressure on the seizure program
is only gonna get more intense.

When it does, that shit is gonna
rise straight to the surface.

If you can't withstand scrutiny

about anything...

I need you to step aside.

I don't step aside.

I step UP-

Which is the other
reason I chose you.

Find the leak.

That's some cold-ass shit.

Can't tell the Iraqi insurgents
from the Iraqi idiots.

No difference here.

Somebody gets in the way, we keep rolling.
I'm saying.

Maybe that's the way we
gotta look at things.

What's up?
Son of a bitch, what did...?

She was 14.
SHANE: What's your problem, man?

You bring Angie to Antwon
Mitchell yourself, huh?

Hand her with a bow,
or tell him where to find her?

No. No. No? Where is she then?!

Back off. Just back off.
I got it, okay? I got it.

Where is she then, Shane?

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Where's Angie?
What are you asking me for, man?

You telling me you're not
in bed with Antwon Mitchell?

You told him Angie gave
up that cul-de-sac bust.

No, man, I would...
I would never do that.

What happened to her, Shane?
What happened to her then?

I... I don't know.
LEM: Dude, she was 14.

She just wanted to
get her mom clean.

You tell me what you did!

Nothing! Nothing!

Look,
you know that I would neven...

You know I would
never hurt a kid.

Look, I got one of my own
now, man.

Yeah, I know you.
I know you're lying.

[PANTING]

I didn't kill that girl.

And I didn't give her
name up to Antwon.

So you just stay out of my face.

I lose that one
percent of doubt I got,

we'll be mixing it up again.

Captain says she wants
to hear your opinion,

but only hers is right.

ACEVEDA: Agendas have a way
of creating tunnel vision.

She said I could put in
for a transfer. Sure.

Stock the pond with
true believers,

make implied threats to get
rid of the ones who aren't.

You don't think I should leave?

I think if you wanted to,
you wouldn't have called me.

I grew up in Farmington.

I don't wanna see
it torn more apart.

What is it you want me to
do, JuHen?

You've got power.

Help us to stop her.

Going after a police captain
is no walk in the park.

I should know.

There are other officers of
color that agree with me.

We wouldn't be alone.

I remember the last time you
and I went down this path.

Things got messy,

and you left me
twisting in the wind.

Not this time.

Vic Mackey, he's got a lot
invested in this policy.

He'll come after you.

Could dredge up the past.

I can handle it.

I'm a different man now.

RONNIE: Russian taxi
king's expanded his realm.

Added three more
cabs to the fleet.

VIC: Alex the Conqueror.

How many cabs we
got wired so far?

Even dozen, even managed to
get one in his personal ride.

Sweet. [DOOR OPENS]

LEM: Yeah, what do you want?
[DOOR CLOSES]

What do you think you're
doing going after Shane?

What,
he ran right back and told you?

You got suspicions, fine.

We all agreed we'd
keep them to ourselves.

Look, there's a 14-year-old girl
rotting out there someplace.

Are you in on that too? What?

LEM: You keep saying you
gotta keep Shane close.

Maybe you gotta keep me far away

because you're back
to business as usual.

Riding in Mitchell's
pocket with Shane.

I wanna bring down Antwon and
find that girl as much as you do.

Really? Prove it.

Let me back in.

It's complicated.

You gotta do things my way.

Oh, you mean, I agree to protect
Shane like always, right?

Right?

We added another car
in the garage sting.

Shane didn't tell me
you came after him.

I saw it.

Jesus Christ.

Lem's one crazy-ass white boy.

You really used to be tight?

SHANE: Yeah.

Lifetime ago.

What does he know about us?

Nothing.

He's just guessing,
he can't prove anything.

I'll handle him.

Look, you're just
gonna have to trust me.

I'm gonna handle all this shit.

It's not about
protecting Shane anymore.

It's about stopping him.

[TIT]