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Five George 31,

suspects now entering Garden
Summit apartment complex.

We are pursuing.

Damn.

I think we should wait
for that backup to come.

I'm not so sure
that's the safest idea.

Come on, Joe.

The three words I
didn't want to hear.

All right, I think we got
them pinned down now.

We got them pinned down?

All right, here's what we'll do.

I'll go left, you go right.

One, two...

three, go!

Cease fire! Drop your weapons.

Police!

Tell your men to
stop firing right now!

All right, hold your fire.

Who the hell are you?

I'm Carl Robard,
Bayside Security.

We have the contract
to patrol this complex.

We work for the owners.

Is that right?

Yeah, that's right.

You might want to thank us

for saving your life.

You first, bubba.

Evan, did you run the plates?

Yeah, they're registered
to our two prime suspects,

uh, Larry and Manny Seau.

We set up a stakeout at
their last known address.

I'm gonna go get
some statements.

We're with ya.

Inspector... Yeah.

If you don't need anything else,

we got 17 properties here
we cover at Hunter's Point,

and we got rounds to make.

AR-15s.

Outside of SWAT,

nobody in the department
uses firepower that potent.

You want a loaner?

No, thanks.

No offense, but the,
uh, police haven't

exactly been
effective around here,

if you know what I'm sayin'.

Mm-hmm. Take a look
around, it's a disaster.

The landlords are fed up,
and that's why we're here.

So, uh, the way I see it,

you and I have an
alignment of interests here.

Well, that may be
so, but just remember

we're the cops and you're not.

This is clear to you, isn't it?

Oh, absolutely.

And, uh, we will
not get in your way.

But we are gonna do our job.

That's good.

You want to do your job?

These are the Seau brothers.

We want to talk to them
about some murders.

If you see them, give us a call.

We'll do that.

Anybody clock where
the Seau's went?

No, everybody was too
busy watching the war games.

Bryn,

Evan, get the records
on this cat Robard.

I want to know
everything about him.

Happy to.

Let's go.

So who's this kid you're
eyeballin' over there?

His name's Mike Gomez.

I've known him
since he was a baby.

You know his mother.

She used to work for Lisa
and I when we were married.

She now works for
Lisa's catering company.

Oh, yeah, Rosa.

I remember her.

She live down here?

Used to.

Worked her way out
of the neighborhood.

Looks like Mike's
made his way back, huh?

Let me guess... Inger alert.

Oh, man, she's
five days overdue.

I got to be prepared.

What happened
to your cell phone?

Oh, it's not working right,
man, so I left it at the office,

see if a recharge would help.

See, this beeper is part two

of my three-part
fail-safe system.

If she can't get me
on the cell phone,

she can beep me on the beeper.

Nash.

Uh, yeah.

Uh, just one second.

It's for you.

Hello?

Oh, hi, honey.

Yeah, yeah, I'll be
home regular time.

Okay, uh, what flavor?

Cherry Garcia.

Yeah, yeah, okay,
yeah, I know, lowfat kind.

All right, honey,
I'll see you later.

I love you. Bye-bye.

Let me guess... part three.

Bingo.

Man.

Okay, this is the first
time I've run a background

and actually come
back respecting the guy.

William Robard was
decorated three times

for bravery in battle
during the Gulf War.

According to his commendation,

his platoon was cornered, so
he snuck behind enemy lines

and took out a squad of
Republican Guards single-handedly

so his men could get free.

Well, that's great,

but this is Baghdad by the
Bay, not Baghdad proper.

It sure looked like Baghdad.

Everybody wants these
commando security forces.

They read about
them in the papers

and they think they're cool,
so everybody wants them.

But we haven't had
vigilantes here since,

well, not in this
century, that I know of,

and we're not startin' now.

Right now,

our priorities are
the Seau brothers.

Well, I canvassed
the neighborhood,

and, uh, Seau brothers
have gone deep.

That firefight scared
everybody into hiding.

I know. It's like
High Noon out there.

You know, before they
were afraid of the dealers,

now they're afraid of
the commandos, too.

Well, the Seau boys can't
stay in hiding forever, can they?

Thanks. Good work.

Right.

Hey, what're you doin' here?

Well, I just have some...

some stuff to give to you.

My gosh, look at this
desk... it's so messy.

How can you think
with it like this?

Wait, wait, wait,
don't touch anything.

I have my own system.
It's very complicated, okay?

Just, just... Well, I don't
want to lose this, okay?

What's this? All
right, first of all,

this is a map of
the hospital, hmm?

Yeah?

It shows you exactly how
to get to Birthing Room C,

third floor in the
West Building.

What's this?

The phone list.

Phone list?

These are the
important people to call

once the baby has arrived.

That's half the population
of Sweden, honey.

You know how my sisters are.

If you're gonna call
Eva and tell her about it,

then you're gonna have to call
my sister Karen and tell her about it.

If you call my sister Karen,

you have to call
my cousin Hermine.

I gotta call Aba Abbinson.

All right, no problem.

Where are you putting it?

I'm putting it here
on top of the list

of the most-wanted criminals,

on top of my expense
account in the top drawer.

That way I won't lose it.

All right, okay. Sit down.

Yeah, there's something
else I want to talk to you about.

What? I want to talk
to you about the cradle.

Cradle? What cradle?

Your great-grandfather's cradle.

I looked everywhere through
the whole basement for it

and can't find it anywhere.

Um, we lent it to Nash.

We did?

Yeah, when Cassidy was born.

I thought you got it back?

Uh, well, I just haven't got
around to asking him for it,

but I will.

Joe, it's been 17 years.

You work with this
man 24 hours a day.

When are you gonna get around to

asking him for it?

I'll ask him for it today, okay?

Don't pressure me. I got
a lot of things to do, okay?

I'll get it. All right.

Okay, I got to go home. I
got some more things to do.

Okay. Here we go.

Oh, thank you.

I love you, huh?

I love you, too, honey.

I'll see you.

You be good, okay?
You okay? Yeah, I'm fine.

All right, see you
later. Okay, bye.

Bye, honey.

Hey, Nash.

Yeah?

Uh, you still got that
cradle I loaned you?

Cradle?

Yeah, the cradle.

The cradle?

Yeah, cradle. You
know, cradle, baby, waa!

Oh, oh, oh, back
when Cassidy was born.

Here you go, Carl.

Well, it wasn't that long ago.

Uh, I don't know.

I'll have to check with Lisa.

Don't say that.

You say you have to have it.

Well, why don't I just
buy you a new one?

I'll make it a gift
to you and Inger.

How about that?

No, no, no, man,
you don't understand.

That cradle's been in my
family for four generations.

It goes all the way
back to Mexico, man.

It brings the baby
special luck, you know?

Uh, uh, it can't
be another cradle.

It has to be that cradle.

Bubba, aren't you being

a little overly
superstitious about this?

It's not superstition
at all, it's proven fact.

My father was
born in that cradle,

I was, Cassidy, J.J.

J.J.'s a very special boy

in his own particular way, man.

Everybody that
comes out of that cradle

is a very special person,

and it can't be duplicated.

Okay, all right. I got it.

Relax. We'll find it.

Lucy, I'm home.

Hi.

Hi. Hey, Lisa.

Hey, Rosa. Hi.

How are you? Hi, Joe.

How's the baby?

Oh, he's fine, thank you. Big.

I'll bet.

Hi. Hi, honey.

How you holdi" up, Joe?

Oh, I'm fine.

Oh, yeah, he's fine.

He's the most
nervous father-to-be

in the history of fatherhood.

I'm fine. I'm totally calm.

Mm, yeah, calm
like a, like a volcano.

See?

"911." Oh, my God,
her water just broke.

Oh, my God.

That's the code for
her water just broke.

Oh, where's my phone?

Did I leave it in the car?

I left my phone in the car.

Mr. Calm. Joe?

Wh... Huh? Oh.

Hey, yeah, that's a
good idea. I'll use yours.

Thank you.

Take it easy. Breathe.

Hello? Hi, it's me.

Wh-What's up?

Uh, I-I, my battery's down,
my-my phone's not working.

Why, what, what?

Wait a minute, that's
why you called me?

To ask me why I wasn't
carrying my cell phone?

See what I mean? Mr. Calm.

Oh, very calm. Oh, yes.

The very picture of calmness.

Don't do that to me! You'll
give me a heart attack.

Um, you know that,
uh, cradle that, uh,

that, uh, he lent
to us for Cassidy?

Yeah, the hand-carved one with
the hearts and the flowers in it.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.
I loved that cradle.

Yeah, well, he needs it back.

Oh, uh, I think I put
it in my storage unit.

Yeah, I put all that baby
stuff in there years ago.

You kept all that stuff?

You never know.

How does it taste?

Fabulous. You never know what?

It's a false alarm.

Yeah, we heard. Here.

What's this?

You're getting your cradle back.

Oh, excellent.

Rosa, can I talk to
you a second? Sure.

I saw Mikey hangin'
out in Hunter's Point

with a bunch of the homeys.

Yeah, he still has some
friends in the old neighborhood.

Yeah, I-I know. I'm
a little concerned.

Nash, he's a good boy.

I know he's a good boy.

But I-I think I
should talk to him.

He's not much
into talking lately.

Well, none of them
are at that age.

But, uh, we've had, like,
seven murders down there

in the last two months.

So, I think it's probably
good if I chat with him.

Here's his, uh, pager number.

All right, hon. Thanks.

I'll see ya. Ciao.

All right, Mr. Calm, let's go.

Bye, hon. Okay, bye, Lise.

Be calm, okay?

All right. Bye-bye.

Did they get home last night?

That is a mess down there, man.

Hey, here he comes.

Mikey.

Hey, home.

What's up?

Come on, sit down.

We going to be here that long?

Sit down.

You remember my
partner, Joe Dominquez?

Hey.

Hey, man.

We haven't been to a Giants
game in a while, have we?

We ought to go
sometime soon... Want to?

Maybe, when I'm not so busy.

All right.

You want something to eat?

Not hungry.

What you want?

We need to find
the Seau brothers.

I ain't the brothers' keeper.

It's cool, man.

That's funny.

Look, Mikey, uh...

we know you know a lot
of guys in Hunter's Point,

and, uh, we know
a lot of them deal.

I don't anything about that.

Really?

What do you know about this?

Huh.

Maybe that's his allowance.

Well, in that case...

we'll make an allowance,

and I won't take
it in as evidence.

Miguel...

come on, man.

You know I'm not
here to work you.

I've known you since
you were a peanut, man.

But you want me to be a snitch.

Joe...

what's the body count down
there in Hunter's Point right now?

Six, seven.

Of course, we may
not have them all.

Bro, what are you gonna do?

You gonna sit there and tell me

you don't know what's
going on down there?

Look, Mikey, uh,

we just don't want your
mother to lose a son.

What are the options?

Keep going, be like them?

They're all ending up dead.

I'm thinking

that that's not such
a good career move.

Not a really great, uh, benefits
package, you know, Mike.

You got a mother, you
got a ten-month-old brother.

You got enough talent to
do a whole hell of a lot better

than sticking some
chump change in your sock.

You want to help
me, I'll help you.

And I mean...

I will give you help.

Seems like a whole
lot better choice, Mike.

Whatever your
decision is, son...

I'll respect it.

Listen, uh...

the Seaus hang out
at an abandoned house

at the corner of
Exeter and... Salinas.

Be cool, bro.

Be strong.

So, the man says,

"This blow's been
stepped on so many times,

it's got footprints on it."

So, he wants a discount.

Hey!

You're getting the money dusty.

It's cool, man.

A discount, huh?

Yeah, that's what
the homey said.

Like we're selling
him a used car.

He wants a discount?

So, what did you tell him, man?

What the hell is going on here?

Might not be a very
good plan there, Manny.

You're gonna take us in?

Let's talk about our options.

Do it! Go, go!

SWAT! Come on, come on.

Clear!

Keep moving!

Hey, guys.

We're clear inside.

All right, let's regroup.

Nash, in here.

Same MO as the
other dead drug dealers.

This place has been cleaned out.

No drugs, no guns, no money...

no nothing.

I guess these aren't the killers

we've been looking
for, then, huh?

Well, then, who the
hell are we looking for?

One, two, three, hut!

One, two...

Good afternoon,

ladies and gentlemen.

Everybody relax.

This is just a surprise
bunk inspection.

Evan, get those weapons.

Bryn, fingerprint
them and run them.

Joe, you can tell
the forensic boys

to come on down.

Wheel them in, boys. Let's go.

I'm sure you have a warrant.

Why, yes, we do... Evan.

Your cooperation is requested,

but not really necessary.

What are you looking for?

Looking for evidence pertaining

to a murder investigation.

Accusing me and
my men of murder?

Well, let's just say
you had the means,

the motivation
and the proximity.

And that's three strikes
in my book, mister.

Plus we found multiple
boot impressions

at the scene of
the Seau execution.

Uh, military boots.

And, Joe...

for Double Jeopardy,
what was the ammo used?

Uh, that would be
70-grain AR-15s, Alex.

That's exactly right.

Would you like to go
for the Daily Double?

You know how many people

have access to
that type of ammo?

You can buy it in any gun shop.

Well, that's right.

That's why we're
gonna have ballistics

run your rifles with the slugs

we dug out of the victims.

What a joke, man.

It's sort of like
a high-tech guilt

by association kind
of deal, you know...

Uh, may I, please? Thank you.

Gentlemen, this warrant calls

for confiscation of AR-15s only.

Do not give them any
other type of weapon.

That's fair.

Uh, just out of curiosity,

why did you pick
this line of work?

You're a highly decorated vet.

You could have
stayed in the military.

The war ended.

So, you decided to
make your own war.

A soldier goes
where the action is.

You know, I hear there's
a lot of action in prison.

You might like that.

If the cops did their job,

we wouldn't need to be
here at all, now, would we?

I'm thinking you're just about

to see how good a job we can do.

Got the prelims
back from ballistics.

And?

None of the rifles
tested matched any

of the slugs taken
from the Seau brothers

or any of the other
murder victims.

What about forensics?

Well, lots of matches on soil,

hair and composites,
but since these guys

are security guards
who patrol the area

where the crimes
occurred, it's...

Doesn't really
prove anything, huh?

No. Evan, what do you got?

Make a tired guy happy.

Uh, not much.

We searched every square inch

of Robard's headquarters
and his home.

We found no drugs, uh, no money.

We searched every...
every tenement,

every abandoned
apartment building.

We found absolutely nothing.

Nada, zippo.

These guys are good.

Smart.

Are you sure it's them?

Do you think maybe
it could be, like,

a rival drug gang or something?

No.

Gang hits are messy.

They're-They're passionate.

These robberies were
cold and calculated.

Kind of like a
military operation.

It's Robard.

Keep looking.

All right.

Not much to go on, huh?

Mike, over here.

What's up?

You wanted to see me? Yeah, man.

It's a number for a friend of
mine over at Candlestick Park.

He's got a job for you
working with the team.

Thanks, man.

Told you I keep my word.

Good luck.

Nash.

I wanted to talk to
you about something.

All right.

It's about the dough boys.

Come on, let's walk.

They came in like Robin Hoods.

They're just robbing
the hood if you ask me.

They're asking around,

just like they were
about the Seaus, man.

I thought you
might want to know.

They're looking
for Tyrell Owens.

This Tyrell, he's a drug dealer?

Yeah.

He's supposed to be moving

300K worth of cash and goods.

He's sweating it, man.

He's gone under.

He thinks they're
after him, too.

Where can we find Tyrell?

I don't know.

I'm not high
enough up the ladder

to know where
his stash crib's at.

But...

those GI Joes, they
make people talk.

I want you to stay away
from Hunter's Point for a while.

Hey, man, I'm just a little guy.

Nobody's sweating over me.

I am.

Stay out of there for
a while, you hear me?

Use that number,
and thanks for the tip.

Thanks for this, man.

Cool.

All right.

Let's get every warm body
that we know and get over

to Hunter's Point and
see if we can dig up

this guy Tyrell Owens. You bet.

Understood.

Yes.

Thank you.

Gentlemen.

We have a situation.

It seems the S.I.U. cops have
been asking about Tyrell Owens.

That means we have one
or more snitches out there.

I want the word out.

If anyone helps
the cops in any way,

they can expect a
surprise visit from us.

We should cut our losses

and leave town with
what we have already.

You want to turn and run?

We've made enough
money. Nobody cares

about these people or a
bunch of dead drug dealers.

The first time some
yuppie gets blown away

in his BMW in the marina,
these cops are gone,

and we'll still be here.

Now, get out there and
find out who they've got.

You're awful quiet today.

You know, my
great-grandfather carved

and painted that
cradle by himself.

It was the last thing
he did before he died.

Are you going to keep
obsessing on this cradle?

The only Dominguez child
not raised in that cradle

was my brother, Enrico, and
you know what happened to him.

Oh, yeah, the, uh, rich one

down there in Mexico
with the big farm.

Not anymore.

Locusts.

Ate the whole damn thing, man.

Gone with the wind, no farm.

Calm down, calm down.

We're going to find the cradle.

It's got to be in
the storage unit.

But let's talk about
what's really bothering you.

Nothing.

Okay, everything.

I mean, what if the
baby's born with two heads

or there's some complication
in the birth process or...

Man, that cradle's
been in our family

for generations. It's our
good luck piece, man.

It protects us, it
keeps us safe, man.

Joe, Joe, come on.

Everything's gonna be all right.

You know that.

Come on, think good thoughts.

All right, well, what if... And
we're gonna find that cradle.

All right?

Trust me.

All right, all right.

All right.

I can't find it.

Man.

Cassidy was such
a beautiful baby.

I don't think you're hearing me.

I said I can't find the cradle.

I'm hearing you.

What the hell do
you want me to do?

We'll keep looking. It's
got to be somewhere.

What's that?

It's an unopened letter...

addressed to me.

It's Lisa's handwriting.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Open it.

You think I should?

I mean, it was never sent.

There's no stamp on it.

Hey, it's addressed to you.

It's okay, you're a cop.

It's dated August 12.

The day that we
finalized our divorce.

I can feel your
breath on my neck.

Sorry.

So what does it say?

It's private, Joe.

Oh, my life's an open book,

but you got nothing to
say to me, that's cool.

No, no, Joe, come on.

It wouldn't be fair to Lisa.

Nash.

Nash, it's me.

Hey, Lise.

What's up?

Rosa's 45 minutes late and
she's not picking up her phone.

You're kidding?
She hasn't even been

five minutes late in six
years without calling.

You know how my intuition is,

Nash, I'm worried.

I'll check it out.

Um, Lisa?

Yes?

Ah, never mind.

Look, um, I'll talk
to you later, all right?

Bye.

Come on, Joe, we got to go.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I thought you said Mike
would be home by now.

Gee, I hope nothing
happened to him.

Please.

Don't hurt my boy.

We're not looking
for trouble, ma'am.

We're here to stop it.

A cute little boy
you have there.

Hope he doesn't turn
out to be a drug dealer

like his older brother.

Hey, Ma!

Hello, Mike.

Just tell them what
they want to know.

Listen to your mother, Mike.

What, what do you want to know?

I want to know
what the cops know.

I didn't tell them anything.

Well, that's interesting.
One of my men spotted you

coming out of the
S.I.U. police station

on the same day our
headquarters was raided.

Now, you used to work
for Tyrell, didn't you?

What did you and the
cops chat about, Mikey?

Did they ask you
about Tyrell Owens?

No.

You lying?

Man, just get the hell out

of our house! Mike.

Make this easy on your family,

cute little brother here,

and just tell us
what the cops know.

I'll tell you everything.

But only if you leave
my family out of this.

It's outside or no deal.

After you.

It's okay, Mom.

Don't worry.

Stay here, I'll be back.

Check it out. Yeah, I see it.

Where we going, Mikey?

We're going away from the house.

That's far enough, Mike.

Get him!

Robard!

Drop the gun, Mike!

Robard!

Robard, drop it now!

If he moves, shoot
him. The kid shot first.

We were having a
voluntary discussion

and he opened fire. Shut up.

Don't say another word.

Come on, get them back there.

Oh, my God, no.

You all right?

Oh, God!

Nash, they shot him?!

Nash, they shot him...

Call 911 right now. Move!

They were in my house! Shh!

They were in my mother's
house! Shh, take it easy. Shh, shh.

You just be calm, man.

I'll take care of it.

All right?

Nash, is he all right?

They took him into surgery.
He's going to be fine.

See? He's going to be
fine. He'll be okay, Rosa.

I'm just a little
nervous, that's all.

Lisa, listen to me.

I want you to take Rosa
and the baby and keep her

at your place for a few
days, all right? Absolutely.

I don't want her going... Are
you going to arrest them now?

As soon as I can.
What's going on, Nash?

These men, they came into our
house, they shot my boy, and...

and now you can't arrest them.

They're not the police,
Nash, you're the police.

Nash, was that
legal what they did?

Look, this guy Robard claims
that you invited him inside.

And on the outside,
all the eyewitnesses

say that Mike fired first.

Technically, the D.A.
could charge him.

He was defending himself, Nash.

I know, listen to me.

I am going to get these
guys, I promise you that.

But you got to promise
me that you're going to be

as strong for Mike as
he was for you, okay?

Okay. Lisa?

Yeah.

Rosa, I'll be right back.

Mrs. Perez, you
forgot to sign...

Oh, my God! What?

I just remembered. What?

We gave a lot of that
old baby stuff away

to Nick's retirement home.

Which one? He was
kicked out of five.

I think it was Shady Meadows.

They had this charity yard sale,

and I think we may
have accidentally

given them the cradle.

You gave my cradle
away?! Accidentally, maybe.

I-I don't know what else
could've happened to it.

I'm so sorry, Joe. Oh, my
God, Inger's going to kill me.

Don't panic, don't panic.

Just go to Nick and
ask him which one.

Nick's not going to know.

He's got Alzheimer's,
or half-heimer's, man.

He only remembers
half the stuff half the time.

Well, hopefully, this is
the remembered half.

I'll call you guys when
Mike's out of surgery.

Okay, sweetie. Bye.

I am sorry. Go,
go, go. Talk to Nick.

I'll see you tomorrow at the
S.I.U. She's going to kill me.

Nash, not one witness disputed

Robard's version of the story.

Mike drew, fired first.

Robard acted in self-defense.

It was a righteous shoot.

Evan, how's it going
on the Tyrell search?

Well, I've never seen so
many people so scared.

I mean, the commandos, they're
working both sides of the law.

As far as Hunter's Point
goes, they got it wired.

That guy Robard still here?

Yeah, he's right there.

Inspector Bridges.

I wanted to thank you for
coming to our rescue this time.

I guess that makes us even, huh?

Not quite.

I still owe you one.

I've decided to not press
charges against Mike.

I think he's...

been through enough
already, don't you?

You are in a very, scary place.

But you just don't know it yet.

When I was in Kuwait,

I crawled behind
enemy lines and killed

an entire squad of
Republican Guardsmen,

half with my pistol,

and half with just
my hunting knife.

Not much scares me, Inspector.

Certainly not you.

Wow.

What an arrogant bastard.

How are we going
to fight this guy?

We're going to beat
him at his own game.

Evan, you and Bryn hustle up

every drug dealer
in Hunter's Point,

bring them over to Muni Pier.

That's a hard-core group a guys.

I mean, you sure you
want them all, like, together?

At the same time?

These damn drug dealers.

They fight together and work
together and play together.

The key to this case
is finding Tyrell Owens.

So I'm saying we better have
a chat with these gentlemen.

She's got me on hold.

She's going to check
her donation records.

Tell her it's extremely
important, okay?

Joe, I can't push it.

They're not too fond of
me at Shady Meadows.

Well, tell her the, uh,

future of my baby's
at stake, all right?

Yes, I'm still here.

You sold it to Suzie?

Suzie Dupree.

Gorgeous gal, used
to be a Rockette.

Could you please give
her number? A Rockette.

That's my stomach.

So you're saying this cradle

is a family heirloom.

Yeah, it's been in my
family for four generations.

It, uh, every kid
that's been raised in it

turned out really special,

so it's kind of amazing
that way, you know?

That's wonderful.

So how much were you thinking?

Uh, excuse me?

I was wondering what
price you were offering?

Oh, well, uh, the
retirement home said,

uh, you paid $75 for it,
so I'm assuming that's fair.

I'm awfully fond of it myself,

and I wasn't aware
of its special value.

Well, it doesn't really
have any special value.

I mean it just has

a sentimental value,

you know, for my family only.

So, uh, I'm thinking, uh,

I have $75 cash, right now.

I was thinking more like $400.

What?

Well, you said it yourself.

It's a very lucky cradle.

You're going to stiff me on
the price because of a family

superstition? I mean, come...

Suzie, is it true the universe

is still expanding?

I think that's right, Nicky.

We'll look it up
after this meeting.

Hi. Who are you?

This is Mr. Dominquez.

He used to own your cradle.

This is Nick, my grandson.

Hi, Nick.

Give me two numbers.

What? Two numbers.

Uh, 75 and 400.

30,000.

Oh, uh, you multi... Very good.

That's very good.

Uh, 45 and 856.

38,520.

Take a check?

Hey, you got it back.

Yep, and it only
cost me 400 bucks.

To get your own cradle back?

I don't want to
talk about it, okay?

Oh, man.

All right, listen,
I'll cover the cost.

It's the least I can do.

Nah, forget about it.

I think I contributed to
some kid's college fund.

You want to go with me?

Where you going?

Well, you got your cradle back.

Now let's go find Tyrell's crib.

Right on.

What if Tyrell
doesn't want to deal?

Well, then we'll let the
bastard deal with Robard.

Or the drug dealers
that gave him up.

Smell that?

It's cordite, or plastique.

This is looking a
little too familiar.

Tell me about it.

♪ ♪

Tyrell Owens.

AR-15.

Let's go, move it.

Spread out across there.

Go, come on.

Inger was in labor
ten hours with J.J.

Well, that means, with any luck,

that leaves us nine
and a half hours

to get the hell out of here.

You got any plan?

No. You?

Does it look like I have a plan?

When those two turn up dead,

it'll send every pig
in the city down here.

Not if they find dead
cops and a cop killer

at the same time.

What do you mean?

We stage it to make it look

like Tyrell and the
cops shot each other.

They'll assume Tyrell took
out the Seau brothers, too,

and the other drug dealers.

Works for me. Kelso,

go get the gun
we used on Tyrell.

We need it back. Yes, sir.

Okay.

So how's that plan
of yours coming?

Where's your extra clip?

It's in my right-
hand coat pocket.

Why?

Pull your jacket around
here and give it to me.

Wait a minute.

Are you gonna do what I
think you're gonna do with it?

Well, I'm fresh out
of other brilliant ideas.

We make the body
placements match the angle

of the entry wounds

and make sure the
distances are correct.

The coroner's going to
check on powder burns

and splatter patterns.

Make sure you use
the proper hand, boys.

He's a lefty.

Inspector.

You're a formidable opponent.

It's been a real honor
doing battle with you.

Take care of this.

Let me, let me throw it in.

I got a better angle here.

Just give me the damn clip.

I got a better aim.

Now, assuming...

that I get this
clip in the barrel,

count to three and then
I'm gonna give you a nudge.

You find some cover...

and then pray for the best.

Ready?

One... two... three.

Call for backup... get all you
can get, and I'll get Robard.

Freeze!

You know, the Vikings
used to consider it an honor

to die with a
sword in their hand.

Don't do it.

It ain't worth it.

Just fade away.

All right, gentlemen,
keep your hands up.

Hands against the wall.

You get him? Yeah, I got him.

Go on, get out of here.

You sure? Yeah, I'll
take care of it from here.

Okay.

I just got to, uh, um... What?

I don't have a car.
You have the right

to remain silent.

Go.

You're having a baby.

You're letting me
drive the 'Cuda?

Go on, get out of here.

Yeah, right, I'm having a baby.

I'm in labor.

I'm driving the
'Cuda, oh, my God.

Do you need anything?

Joe. I can't reach Joe!

I'll find him, don't
worry, he'll be here.

You don't understand.

Nash.

There you are.

I've been trying to reach
you for over an hour.

I'm on my way to the hospital.

Is Joe with you?

No.

Does he know they
switched hospitals?

Inger's doctor had to perform

an emergency
C-section at St. Viviana's,

so she asked Inger to come here.

You're kidding.

Uh, excuse me, I'm
looking for Birthing Room C.

Anyone know Birthing Room
C? It's around the corner.

Ah.

Hey, how you doing, lady?

Oh! Excuse me.

Uh, Birthing Room
C, anybody seen C?

Breathe.

Okay, now push. Push.

Yeah. Push, push, that's it.

You're doing good.

Push. Good girl, honey, good.

All right, we're
almost there now.

Just keep going.

Keep going.

Good girl, you're doing good.

You're doing good.

Okay, push now.

Good girl. Good, good.

That's it. Okay, now breathe.

That was a good one.

Almost there.

All right, we're
almost there now.

Almost there. Good.

Good.

Keep going, honey. Push.

You're doing great.
Give me one big push.

Right here.

Here you go.

That's it, that's it.

That's it, good girl.

One more time.

One nice big push. Good girl.

Come on. Honey, I'm here.

I'm here.

That's it.

Who the hell are you?!

Oh, sorry.

Wrong room.

Kid's got a lot of hair.

You're doing good.

Oh, man, Nash
is going to kill me.

I dinged the 'Cuda.

Get out of the way!

I'm having a baby!

Birthing Room C?

That way.

Hey, Joe.

Hi, honey, how are you?

I'm fine.

How-How's the baby?

Beautiful. Yeah?

Yes. Okay? Good.

Want to take a look yourself?

Your daughter. Oh.

Yeah.

She's beautiful.

What do you think?

I'm thinking Bubba.

Maybe Bubba-ette.

You never told me...
Did Joe find the cradle?

Yeah. Yeah?

He finally did. Good.

It's good.

I thought he was
going to have a cat.

Was there something you
wanted to talk to me about?

There was.

What was it?

Oh.

Why didn't you ever send it?

I don't know.

I guess, um, telling you
how much I loved you

on the day of our divorce
wasn't such a good idea.

Did you mean what you said?

Yes, I did.

Do you still mean it?

Yes, I do.

I'm glad you do.

Do you think this
is a good idea?

No.

Does it matter?