All language subtitles for The Shield S06 E09-e

NARRATOR: Previously on The Shield…

DUTCH: How's the Quick-Mealer business?

You're still lining your pocket
on the department's dime, right?

Keep the machines.

-So you can hang it over my head?
-Yeah, that's right.

My detective found 12 bodies

hacked to pieces.
Well, 11 bodies, one arm.

The killers were Salvadoran,
the victims were all Mexicans.

-Romero?
-Glad we found the rest of you.

I'm a Mexican official.
Diplomatic immunity.

He was present at the San Marcos murders.

If we want him to stick around,

we make sure his
$230,000 luggage gets lost.

From the exploratory committee.
It's only for $100,000.

You get the other half only
if the people responsible

for the San Marcos killings
are brought to justice.

There's an operative
inside the Salvadorans

who can help solve the
San Marcos house murders.

Mexicans got something brewing.
Salvadorans want a piece.

Chopping up the bodies in San Marcos

was all about sending a message.

Know the Salvadorans who were
swinging machetes at San Marcos?

It'd be the death of my cover if I ask.

-Did you talk to Shane?
-He killed Lem.

I know what you did to Lem.

Like this journal.

Everything on paper that we have done.

And you're trying to blackmail us.

Tell Kesakhian I got a
business proposition for him.

I'm a cop he's gonna need to know.

I'm an associate. Ellis Rezian.

Kesakhian's insulated.

A while since we had a
good relationship with law.

SHANE: Funny, I'm a fixer. I'm Kesakhian.

-I need the real Kesakhian.
-My father's out of town.

SHANE: How long can you keep it secret?

Long enough for a miracle.

Meantime, you think you run the show?

Only a matter of time before
Rezian finds your father's out.

He'll come after you
with everything he's got.

My father still has a lot of men
loyal to him. Now I have you.

Claudette's been playing
you since I showed up.

You'd be easier to handle if you
thought there was a future here,

meanwhile orchestrating
things so there won't be.

You caught the man that killed Emily?

VIC: Yeah. Know what your
daughter was doing to get her drugs?

That's not how history has to read.

Thank you.

I've got an appeals
hearing in a couple of weeks.

They're gonna decide
whether to force me out or not.

I'll see what I can do.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

[CAR DOOR SLAMS]

VIC: You're gonna have to fire

your secretary.

I don't think she's giving
you all your messages.

MARTIN: Look, I still need
to reach a few more people

before I know where you stand.

I told you where I stand.

They're kicking me to the curb next week.

Question is, how are you gonna stop it?
Like you promised.

It's not as manageable as I thought.

You mean not as manageable

as keeping your daughter's
drugging and whoring

out of the press after her death? Huh?

Look, I am doing all I
can, Detective Mackey,

but I keep slamming up against
your enemies in the department.

We had a deal.
Your daughter's reputation for my job.

Get back to me tomorrow.

What do you want?

An update on the San Marcos murders.

Who are you?

Cruz Pezuela.

He's representing a local
development company

that has the backing of various
Mexican investment interests.

What's that got to do with San Marcos?

The San Marcos slaughter
angered a lot of people,

here and in Mexico.

Yeah, we weren't
exactly thrilled about it.

Did you follow up

on the Salvadoran gang lead we gave you?

Yeah. Can't rule them out.

Well, Cruz has brought me another lead,

and I want you two to look into it.

Go through the captain, she's
the one who gives us orders.

It's a suspect. Javier Rincon.

A Salvadoran gang member
who's in County Jail right now.

Who's your source?

He doesn't want to be involved.

Heh. What is it with you people?

We got a guy who got his
arm chopped off at San Marcos

hiding out at the Mexican consulate.

And now your source
wants to hide behind you?

Your community either wants
us to solve this crime or doesn't.

-We do.
-VIC: Rincon's in County?

Well, if he was spouting his
mouth off about San Marcos,

trust me, I would have heard about it.

Don't remember you
two being on the schedule.

Cesar Orozco. He's my source.

Works construction for my company.

My office will give
you the site location.

Now you can do something.

Aceveda and his amigo had
another tip about San Marcos.

Sounds like bullshit.

Yeah, but at least
it's specific bullshit.

If it's easy to confirm
or knock down, do it.

But no more secret powwows
with them and without me.

Old Ronnie will find out
if Rincon has any priors.

I'll find out about Orozco.

We've been operating
on a favor-to-favor basis.

What you're asking,
this is taking me deeper

into the belly of the Armenian beast

than I ever intended.

I'll pay more.
This isn't charge by the hour.

I'd need a percentage.

You'll be my partner in this country.

Your apartment isn't safe anymore.

Next few days, I want
you to check into a motel.

They wouldn't dare to hurt me.
They know what my father does.

Don't be so confident your
father's condition is a secret.

Gangs are gossip mills.

And rumors have a way of turning to fact.

I will find a motel.

You can't assassinate your
way into filling Daddy's shoes.

Soldiers see too many
heads roll, they get nervous.

But I need a demonstration
of my power, yes?

Money's the blood of these organizations.

And whoever's supplying it is the heart.

Now, who's putting the most
cash into the peasants' pockets?

Rezian. He runs the ports.

Importing of all kinds

is over 40 percent of
my father's business.

Well, he's the one who's
gonna be looking to take over.

He's a threat.

You willing to take a short-term
hit for a long-term gain?

I'm ready to save what my father built.

Rincon's serving six
months on an agg assault.

They let him out three
days ago after a month.

They threw the case out?

Too many shitheads, not enough pillows.

Ronnie's tracking down his PO.

My review panel's next week.

Any last minute advice?

Just tell your story.

So, what do you think my chances are?

I've learned not to bet against you.

Even if it's a sure thing?

It's fixed.

Panel's already decided I'm out.

Hiatt doesn't know all the facts.

He should've kept his mouth shut.

You're not even gonna
give me a fair shot?

You threw away your fair shot
by taking so many crooked ones.

You've got a week.

I need every man on deck.

If you're not up to it,

you don't have to wait for the panel.

Your quarterly stats are due next week.

I'm gonna solve San Marcos

and get you that numbers
bump you need to save this place.

And then you just try to
sit in front of that panel

and tell them you don't
need me around here.

[♪♪♪]

HIATT: What were you inside for, Cesar?

I hit my wife or something.
That's what she said.

Relax, man. We don't care
how you keep your lady in line.

Just tell us about Rincon.

I heard him bragging.

San Marcos or something.

-So I tried to listen.
-VIC: You're Mexi.

How'd you get close enough
to the Salvadorans to hear that?

We both worked in the cafeteria.

I heard Rincon tell the other guy

that he hacked them up
while they were still alive.

Him and two other guys.

Rincon say why he killed them?

Look, man, I gotta go.

Hey, you go when I say you go.

Look, just answer his questions.

You'll get back to your job sooner.

Hey, man, I told Señor
Pezuela everything.

What's Pezuela's interest in this?

And how's a guy like you
even get face time with him?

Everybody knows he wants the Salvadorans

who did the San Marcos. Yeah, but why?

You could have told the Mexicans.

They would have taken care of Rincon.

I was the only one to get close to him.

They would have had me do the murder.

And you were scared. Yeah.

It's not like he's your
old lady or nothing.

That's Garine Essagian.

She, uh, keeps the books at
this Armenian bakery I go to.

Come here.
There's nothing to be afraid of.

My boss has started me on
working his other business.

I notice something wrong
when I was going through…

Um… Um, how do you say?

Uh, inventory.

Inven… Inventory.

Her, uh, boss is a guy named Rezian.

The bakery is a cover for
his extensive import business.

Would you mind stepping out a minute?

Detective Vendrell
will be right with you.

SHANE: Just, uh, take a seat.

Right over there. Okay.

Does she have any idea
what her boss would do

if he knew she was even in here?

Rezian is the Armenian
heavy down at the ports.

His people rubber-stamp
the inspection process.

This guy's got an open door
to get whatever he wants in.

I get the feeling you're
trying to find your own thing,

distance yourself from Vic.

She's got the books going back two years.

Do you wanna get a warrant or not?

Solving San Marcos is top priority.

We don't jump, she could lose her nerve.

And there's plenty of
bodies to go around.

If Hiatt agrees and
the Team can handle it,

then I'm okay with it.

But I don't wanna find
her chopped off feet

on my desk tomorrow morning. Yes, ma'am.

Hey, where are we with Rincon?

Left his parole officer two messages.

You wanna hit some Salvadoran hot spots?

No.
If he knows we're looking, he'll turtle.

Let's wait for the PO.

HIATT: Feds have been trying
to wrest control of the ports

from Armenians for years.
We can do it in a day.

Bust this Rezian, cut off
the Armenians' stronghold

-on the docks.
-JULIEN: What's Rezian running?

Drugs. Girls.

Lately, gasoline.

Stolen, uninspected and untaxed.

Shane's got solid intel
on this guy named Rezian.

I brought in this girl who can
help cut off the Armenians.

Can we save the wild stabs at the dark

until after we've caught the
machete-wielding psychos?

No reason we can't do both.

Julien, you're with Shane.

The rest of us stay on San Marcos.

Uh, Ronnie here will
raise a lot fewer eyebrows

in Little Armenia.

All right, make me proud.

Shane's up to something
and I wanna know what.

You know, that would have
been a great case for Julien.

You let Vic make you
doubt your instincts.

I'm not so insecure that I
can't take good advice, all right?

You know what happens
if Vic wins that hearing?

He waits about two
seconds to reclaim his throne,

gets you bounced out of here.

I'm just saying.

Oh, excuse me.

You're helping out Detective Vendrell?

Yes.

He's a good man.

Vic Mackey.

How do you know Shane?

Um, he likes the bakery where I work.

Hey, I need your help.

My, uh, Armenian's not what it should be.

Pleasure.

Pleasure.

Shane definitely knows this girl.

Well, he wouldn't mess with
the Armenians out of school.

Not with our history.
How can you be so sure?

I never thought Shane would
dig himself into such a hole

with Antwon Mitchell,
that he'd become his bitch,

but he did.

Keep an eye on him,
find out what he's into

and whether it can blow back on us.

-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE]

Sounds like coming from the back.

Yeah, we need Rincon
to give up the other killers,

so follow my lead.

Police.

We need to talk to Javier Rincon.

WOMAN: Why?

I just need to chat him up.

His PO said we could find him here.
It'll just take a second.

What do you want?

Javier, can you step out front

so we can talk to you, please?

I'm out legal, man.
They released me early.

I got papers and everything.

We know. You're free and clear.

Then talk to my ass.

ALL: Ooh.

HIATT: Bring it out the front.

We'll shoot the shit.

-[TURNS MUSIC UP]
-MAN: Yeah!

Vic. Vic.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

Hey.

Yo, back it up, man.

Now, you can come on your own

or I can drag you
through your friend's blood.

You killed 12 people.
Now the Mexicans want you dead.

We turn you over to them right
now, maybe we stop a gang war,

save a lot of lives.

I didn't kill nobody.

Your choice.

Maybe we drop you off right now
and you can get what you deserve

or you give us the other killers,

I fix it so you walk away.

You won't do it.

Take us to Byz Lat 'hood.

Let the Mexicans get
the answers out of him.

That what you want?

He made his choice.

No. Back to the Barn. Now.

Throw this asshole in the cage.

What the hell was that?

I was about to ask you the same thing.

Well, I was gonna get
names of the other two killers

till you shit over it.
This thing is too important

to play fast and loose.
I hope you have another plan.

Salvas don't give up their own

unless it's to save their own skins.

We can't use a coerced confession.

Who's gonna say it was coerced?

Some of us are gonna be
here longer than a week.

Well, let's get a sneak peek
of what that's gonna look like.

You can handle the interrogation.

[FOGHORN BLOWS]

I'll call you later, hon.

Who are you?

We're the police.

You got a warrant? We prefer

old-fashioned cooperation.

I don't.

Guy named Rezian.

We need to see every one of
his ships that's been through here

in the last week.

We got cameras. You touch me,

and I'll sue the city for that
house I been wanting in Oxnard.

Way to dream big.
We know you're on Rezian's payroll.

He tells you which cargo
is safe for inspection,

you let the rest slide
in under the radar.

All we know, you're
rubber-stamping the import

of nuclear bombs.

I got a pal, Homeland Security.

His favorite hobby is pulling
the Patriot Act out of his ass.

Or we could get what we need another way

and just tell the
Armenians it came from you.

Now, that's just plain mean.

Rezian's got a ship coming in every day.

They usually unload around 3.

Great. That gives us the afternoon

to hear everything you
know about the Armenians.

Waste of time. They're not
gonna let this pissant into the loop.

Come on, let's go.

You breathe a word about
this to Rezian, I'll find you.

Somewhere without a camera.

This is your last
chance to save yourself.

You give me names,

I recommend to the judge
you do your time in a safe place.

RINCON: A safe place?

HIATT: Yeah. [CHORTLES]

He won't give up the others.

We're gonna have to
find some other leverage.

One killer's a start.
Will the construction worker,

Orozco, testify? I think so, yeah.

That's a mistake. And why's that?

The kind of guys who'd
chop up a houseful of people?

I hate to think what they'd
do next or who they'll do it for.

What are you talking about?

Remember the one-armed
man with the suitcase full of cash?

Well, first, the Mexican
government sat on his ID.

Then Pezuela shows up
with his arm up Aceveda's ass

getting tips from prison,

representing a company with
the backing of Mexican interests?

Now there's a conspiracy?

Solving 12 murders
is as big as I need now.

Then let me get Rincon to talk.

But if you'd rather walk
away with half a win

and the other killers
free to do it again,

you stick with your boy here.

I can't drop you off in Byzland.

But word that you're the killer

is gonna hit the
Mexican side of the street

if it hasn't already.

Means I need my own
people to keep my back.

Unless I convince Santi
and the rest of the Mexis

that you didn't do it.

Takes your hood price off the street.

You give us the other
killers for immunity,

and you can start scheduling
your next welcome home party.

You can convince the wetbacks?

Count on it.

I gotta hear it with my own ears.

No problem.

DUTCH: Japanese-American male.

Single hit to the head. Bruised chin.

Bit of a scuffle, but he
didn't put up much of a fight.

Dorothy was an Internet cruiser.

Maybe he invited the wrong
person over for a quickie.

Ladies and gents, we got
ourselves a "homo"-cide.

TINA: No sign of forced entry.

BILLINGS: Yeah, not of the apartment.

Uh, what… what about a murder weapon?

DANNY: We've been through the place.

Guy actually filled out his
emergency contact information.

His parents live in Eagle Rock.

I hate notifications.

Steve can do it. Oh, no. No way.

Folks probably didn't even
know Junior switched sides.

I'm really gonna miss that Quick-Mealer.

Fine.

May I have that?

Mama-san bawled all over me.

Uh, I put an Internet
profile on your desk.

You should read it.

Have you ever seen a Japanese lady wail?

Somebody had to do it.

Danny or Tina.

I'm not gonna let you ruin my
life over this vending machine.

Sure you are. Read the profile.

"Mason Heller. Film nut.
Good guy looking for someone

looking for something real."

Our suspect. Called the victim six times

in the last eight days.

Finally found him last night
at ten, ME puts TOD at 11.

And here he is, even as we speak.

Hey, uh, I tried that
restaurant you recommended.

Best spring rolls in LA, right?

Yeah. Anyway, thanks for the tip.

Guess whose apartment
is three blocks away

from where the victim lives?
I thought we'd head back.

See if Mason dropped the
weapon on the way home.

Good thinking.

Is this a Friday?
It feels like a Wednesday.

Yeah, day after Thursday.

Which relates to you bashing
your lover's face in how?

Tell me about Allen.

I really should go.

Well, you're not under arrest.

But if you do try to
leave, we will file charges

and detain you officially.

What happened to your hand?

Maybe you cut it
flattening a guy's skull?

Mason? Mason.

-I know this is hard.
-BILLINGS: Oh, come on.

This is the 'mo version of
the same old pathetic story.

Guy gets the hots bad
for a nice piece of ass

and he can't deal with rejection.

You wanna be pissed at me,
get even, don't do it in there.

Well, come on, it's not my fault

the guy's got one foot in the psych ward.

He's just fragile.
And since psychological complexity

isn't exactly your strong suit, back off.

You got any crisp singles?

I wanna get a Cup-a-Soup
out of one of your machines

while they're still there.

[FOGHORN BLOWS]

Have to be getting close.

It costs me 60 bucks to fill my truck.

Of course, Mara insists on full-serve.

You wanna chat up a buddy, go find one.

SHANE: That's Rezian. This is it.

[MEN SPEAKING IN ARMENIAN]

So I need to watch my back?

Do I?

Hey! Police! Let's go, on your knees!

On your knees! On your knees!

On your knees! Drop that money!
Drop that money!

[GRUNTS]

You're under arrest for the
importing of illegal goods.

One word about how I helped
you out with that gas station owner

and I'll up the charge to murder.

You make big mistake.

I'll call for transport. Yeah.

My people won't let
you get away with this.

You don't have people.

Kesakhian Jr. is in charge now,
so your coup ain't happening.

You keep causing trouble,

she'll suffocate you on your own gonads.

Was Allen thinking about
filing a restraining order?

Okay, uh, thanks for your help.

Welcome back.

Wish we had better news.

No murder weapon?

Walked it five different ways,

looked under every
bush, hit every trash can.

You got these two beautiful
women looking in trash cans?

TINA: Hey, it's part of the job, right?

[DUTCH CHUCKLES]

-DANNY: Garbage pickup tomorrow.
-DUTCH: Okay.

BILLINGS: Hey, my man. Hey.

You are my hero.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

Hanlon.

Oh, I'm sorry. I just assumed,

the way she talks about you. Never mind.

I don't make a habit of banging chicks

who know where to find me in the morning.

So the Dutchman has a shot, then?

-Dutch?
-BILLINGS: Sure.

You get her fires all stoked.

Heat's gotta go somewhere, right?

And he's been working
that caring-mentor angle

like there's no tomorrow.

HIATT: Uh-huh.

Your loss, my friend.

Thought you bailed out on me.

Better have good news.

Look, I told you I'd
make good on the deal

and give you the guys who
did San Marcos, and I will.

SANTI [ON RADIO]: No more deal.

We can take care of
the San Marcos business.

VIC: Rincon didn't do it.

That's not what we hear.

He's a poser.

He shot off his mouth for juice inside,

but he didn't kill those people
or he'd be sitting here now.

SANTI: Why should I believe you?

Because I'm trying to
prevent more bloodshed.

And I'd gladly give up the assholes

who hacked up those people to do it.

I have a lead

on the real killers.

You sit tight for a day,

forget about Rincon,

and you'll get your justice.

One day.

After that, somebody's gotta pay.

I don't give a shit who.

Feel safer now?

Vic get the names of his accomplices?

HIATT: Yeah.

These names better check out.

They will. So when do I get out of here?

Answers first.

Why'd you kill those
people at San Marcos?

Something big's coming up.
I didn't get too much details.

All I know is we were
cut out by the Mexicans

and people are pissed off.

Who ordered you to do it?

Guardo.
He said we were sending a message.

Kill everybody in the house jungle-style.

There's a dude by the name of Romero.

We were supposed to leave him alive.

So you just cut off his arm?

VIC: Know a guy named Cruz Pezuela?

No. Don't know him.

Okay. Stay put.
It's gonna take a while to get you sprung.

How'd it go with Shane?

Well, he wasn't too subtle

about not wanting me to dig
deeper into the Armenians.

What happens when we
don't give Santi his revenge?

Hell breaks loose.

Unless we can find a way

to make Claudette and the Mexicans happy.

Here he is.

Rincon boned us.
Our guy wasn't where he said he'd be.

Uh, second guy was a no-show too.

But Ronnie sweet-talked the sister.

They're getting sloshed up the street.

Let's catch us some killers.
I'll call for backup.

Police!
Everybody stay right where you are.

[BOTH SPEAK IN SPANISH]

You, take your glasses off.

Damn it.

Not such a sweet-talker after all, huh?

Hey.
What happened to staying at the motel?

I needed a few things for my father.

I was gonna go in only for a minute,

but at the door, I felt someone inside.

Well, did you see anything?
Did you hear anything?

Just a feeling.

You think I'm paranoid?

SHANE: You'd be stupid not to be.

I'll be right back, okay?

[CAT MEOWS]

[WINDOW SLIDING OPEN]

Hey! Hey, police! Stay where you are!

Stay where you are right now!

[BOTH GRUNT]

Give me the gun.

Come here. Come here.

Let me tell you something.

Rezian's behind bars.

The port business and the
drams that go with it went bye-bye.

Only way to earn is to fall in
line with Kesakhian's daughter.

She's in charge now.

Spread the word.

They know about my father.

They wouldn't dare to do this otherwise.

I busted Rezian accepting
an illegal shipment.

So his port business won't be
up and running anytime soon.

Then these men need to
understand that they need me.

Yeah. But Rezian's gonna
come back kicking and screaming.

So we need to find a way
to keep him behind bars

for the long haul.

You have the warrant, all the books.

Yeah, and a star witness
who's not who she says she is.

Don't worry.

This is where I start earning my keep.

[MUFFLED GRUNTS]

-Get up.
-[MUFFLED SCREAM]

Rincon being innocent

is bullshit. You lied to me?

Only way I could get
him to give up these two.

Good news is, after 18
months of a long prosecution,

you'll know exactly where to find him.

Him later. I'll take what you got now.

[MUFFLED GRUNTING]

[MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

What's the good word?

[SIGHS]

Don't tell me you haven't
reached the right people yet?

I can't help you, I'm sorry.

I tried, but it's not possible.

Try harder. No.

Well, I guess it's time the world knew

who your daughter really was.

You won't do that. You won't say anything

because you wanna still keep your job.

You change your story now,

reveal how you manipulated
the circumstances

of my daughter's case,

you'll expose yourself as unethical.

[LAUGHS]

I've been accused of worse.

No. This time you're gonna
verify it with your own words.

Look, uh, I tried to keep
up my part of the deal,

but you have built a mountain
of bad will too high to climb.

Good luck, Detective.

Wilshire Division found two
bodies in an alley off Pico.

Well, at least Santi
remembered where to dump 'em.

Wilshire sent over the pictures.

They our two missing killers?

Well, what's left of them.

Their wallets were found
in a trash can down an alley.

Poking around must have flushed them out.

I would have preferred them here talking.

VIC: Wilshire's homicide
rate just went up by two.

But you still have one live murderer

to trot in front of cameras
right here in Farmington.

CLAUDETTE: San
Marcos is officially closed.

Thank you.

Well, we got the guys
who wielded the machetes

but not the guys who ordered it.

If you need me, I'll be digging
into how Aceveda's lap dog

fits into this puzzle.

DUTCH: It's just a matter of time

before we find the murder weapon, Mason.

I can't tell you anything.

You won't.
There's a fairly significant difference.

It's not a crime to like someone.

It is if they don't like you
back and you kill them.

Did Allen say he didn't
wanna see you anymore?

Allen…

Mason, here's what we're dealing with.

There are several people who
say you were hounding him.

That's supported by phone records.

There was no forced entry, so
we know he knew his attacker.

And you called him
an hour before he died.

Now, if you could give us an alibi,

but you don't seem to have one.

I can't tell you anything.

Please, I can't.

Why hasn't he asked for a lawyer?

What's the point?

Then why hasn't he confessed?

Well, you're the theorizer.

Theorize.

Sucks about Sofer not letting
you take a run at our killer.

What do you mean?

Oh, I shouldn't have said anything.

We were gonna bring
you into interrogation

give you a chance to show your stuff,

but she wouldn't have it.
Said you didn't have the skills.

Really?

I guess it's understandable.

Understandable?

Well, sure. I mean, obviously
she's making a play for Hiatt.

Him thinking you're a screwup
just makes you less of a threat.

Sort of petty, but that poor
guy can't take his eyes off you,

so, what else is she gonna do?

You think Kevin's into me?

I know he's definitely not into her.

Oh, I don't know.

I've seen them cozy a couple times.

I'm gonna stay out of it.

So please don't say anything to Danny,

because she'll know it was me.

Sure.

You're safe here.

Just gonna make sure
that Rezian understood

his end of our conversation.

Then we'll get you out of here.

Turns out no Garine Essagian
works at Rezian's bakery.

But the nice lady on the phone

told me Kesakhian's daughter, Diro,

helps out with the
books from time to time.

Sounds like Shane made a big bust today.

On behalf of the department, thank you.

I'm glad I could help.

So, what brings you to the United States?

Opportunity. The weather.

Your father?

I hear, uh, Kesakhian's in the hospital.
I'm sorry.

My father is a noble man.

He's also the leader of
a bunch of brutal yahoos.

Now, where do you fit into that?

My father's a businessman.

I just translate, keep the books.

The real ones or the fake ones?

Look, you seem like a very nice girl.

I'm sure your intentions are good.

Then why are we having this conversation?

Because you need a
friend in this department.

Someone besides Shane Vendrell.

You ever heard of Antwon Mitchell?

He was the leader of a black
gang called the One-Niners.

Shane and he did some business last year.

Some heat came down,

and an innocent
14-year-old girl got killed.

Now Mitchell's spending
the rest of his life behind bars.

It has nothing to do with anything.

Shane's still under investigation.

And so is everyone he
comes in contact with.

I don't know what kind of arrangement

you two have between you, if any.

But just know, when the chips fall,

they always land on
Shane's side of the table.

You need anything, Diro, you call me.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, where are you… where are you going?

This is not going to work.
That cop knows what's going on.

Who? Detective Mackey.

Hey, listen to me. Listen to me.

Look, whatever he told you,
it was a fishing expedition.

He doesn't know anything.

He knew my name, who my father is.

Well, I can control him.

I see you get compensation
for today, and I thank you,

but we cannot be partners.
I have to be careful.

Hey. Hey, listen to me.

Do not bother me again.

Hey. What the hell did you say to my CI?

Who? Garine Essagian?

Told her to stay the hell away from you,

same as I would any girl.

She doesn't concern you.

If she's putting money
in your pocket she does.

You don't get to profit off this place.
Not anymore.

We don't need you dragging us

into yet another
Vendrell shitpile special.

You just stay out of my way.

This will all go a lot smoother.

I'm not looking for smooth.

I'm looking to make you as
miserable as I possibly can.

SHANE: Well, you better try harder.

I been working for you so
long I got a high tolerance.

Whatever you've got
going on, it ends now.

I want you out of Farmington
and away from everyone in it.

What are we, five days
before that appeals panel

shoves your badge up your ass,

tells you to find greener pastures?

I'm not going anywhere.

There's no trapdoor this time, Vic.

They got you boxed in.

Stay away from the Kesakhians.

I'll stop by and say hi when
you start your security job

in Northridge.

Meantime, I'm pulling
my request for a transfer.

You're leaving,

so I may as well stay.

Man brought this in,

said he found it in
the bed of his pickup,

which was parked a block
from Allen's house last night.

But you already knew that.

We take this down to the lab,

it's gonna come back
with your fingerprints on it.

-It's just a matter…
-…of time."

You said that before.

DUTCH: Why don't you
tell us what happened?

Judges are always
more inclined to be lenient

after you've confessed.

You ever heard of progeria?

It's a kind of disease, right?

Yeah, only 40 kids in the world have it.

I knew one.

Johnny Wilcox.

He was cool.

Yeah. Get old really fast,

shrivel up, get arthritis.

He died when we were 12.

Massive heart attack.

Everyone thinks they have more time.

I saw Johnny when they took
him out of his house after he died.

Just a tiny little bump under a sheet.

Do you wanna see Allen's body?

We could take you down there.

No. I just…

I wanna stay here.

A good day, margarita
on the rocks with salt.

None of that blended shit.

Jack. Neat.

Ice is for pussies.

Now, a bad day, that's a vodka martini.

Who says all cops are alcoholics, huh?

[CHUCKLES]

And then there are days like this.

HIATT: So, what's it gonna be?

Definitely a three-martini night.

Hey. Get me out of here.

The deal was two-for-one. Alive.

Guess the Mexicans screwed
you by getting to them first.

Tough luck.

[DOOR BUZZES]

Glad you came up for air.

Just in time to ID the
San Marcos suspect.

He'll cooperate as soon as all
his property is returned to him.

Oh, you mean the briefcase
with the 200 grand inside?

Never got to ask what
all that money was for.

And he never has to answer that.

If somebody chopped my arm off,

getting paid would be
last thing on my mind.

Well, when you've lived
through that experience,

we'll be interested in your comments.

How do we expedite
the return of the money?

Silent types always made me curious,

so I did a little homework.

I understand you went to
college with Cruz Pezuela.

The guy hangs with an interesting crowd.

Everything from government
officials to Mexican cons.

What's that have to do with him?
I don't know yet.

But I'm gonna find out.

LAWYER: Let's go.

Might have heard I'm out of here.

They say I got five days left.

And I'm gonna use every second of them

to find out what's going on here.

Why those people died and you didn't,

where that money was going,

and what Pezuela's
angle is in all of this.

Your suspect still here?

He never asked to leave.

He wants to sit in
interrogation all night, let him.

-[PHONE BEEPS]
-Fingerprints come back

on the statue?

Uh… Uh… Uh, tomorrow morning.

You look tired. You should…
You should go.

If only.

[CHUCKLES]

What do I have to do?

Change is hard for everybody.

But you still need me.

Hiatt, he's not gonna get it done.

He'll have his chance.

What, like today?

He's a sheep, not a shepherd.

You pushed him too fast.

I solved this thing before
the quarterly stats were due.

Are you gonna tell me
that saving this place

doesn't earn me a spot here?

Nothing that happened
today is gonna change

what I have to say to the panel.

Forget the panel.

You've got to give me more time

to get into this San Marcos thing,

Pezuela's place in it.

Look, we have three murderers
whose only link was to Guardo.

He's either missing or dead.

You're done.

I can get to the truth of this thing.

Maybe, but we'll never know,

because it's somebody else's job now.

I'm going after Pezuela.

I'm gonna dig up all the dirt
you two have been playing in

and I'm gonna bring both of you down.

You use your last few hours here
any way you want to, Detective.

I'll bet at the end of it
all I'm gonna find out

that it was you who gave
up Hernan's cover too.

Yeah, who's Hernan?

Undercover ICE agent.

Infiltrated the Salvadorans.

He was on the verge of
giving us the San Marcos intel

when word leaked that
the Salvadorans had a mole.

Ever tell your good buddy Cruz

about the undercover agent
working the Salvadorans?

No. Sure you did.

All I have to do is prove it.

['80s ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO]

[R&B MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY INSIDE]

[TINA MOANING, PANTING]

[BOTH MOANING]

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Good morning.

How you doing?

Never better. Actually, a little busy.

Right.

So, um, I've been doing some research

and it turns out there's a lot of people

that are looking to hire former cops.

I mean, you could be an investigator

for a law firm or a PI.

I know it's not what you
want, but you'd be good at it.

You could take care of the kids.

Thanks for pulling this together.

No problem.

Uh,

I'm sorry about
everything that's happened.

I can't believe it.

PEZUELA: We have a problem.

ACEVEDA: What's that?

I heard the cop who solved the murders

is being forced out.

Mackey?
Well, that's been a long time coming.

Can we do anything about it?

No. It's done.

But wouldn't it make more
sense for the community

to keep good cops
who share our interests?

That's not gonna happen.

I'd like you to reconsider.

There are plenty good cops in Farmington,

despite your experience. Not like him.

Well, the department will
be better off without him.

And so will the community.

And you just have to trust me on that.

The rest of what I promised
for your exploratory committee.

I might take a few days to cash it.

If you don't confess,

we're gonna arrest you
solely on the evidence.

You're going to jail.

It really is just a matter of time.

[SCOFFS]

Sometimes you think if
you don't admit it to yourself,

to me,

then what's gonna
happen isn't gonna happen.

But, uh, some things are just inevitable.

Once certain forces are set in motion…

MASON: You can't change it back.

Yeah.

It's done.

If I

tell you how it happened, how sorry I am,

and that all I wanted was to love him…

And be loved back,

can I stay here a while longer?

Sure. Until we need the room.

The second I leave here, my life is over.

Eat your breakfast.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

I told you. Stay away.

Just give me a minute, okay?

You checked out of the motel.

They found out about my father's illness.

They will come again. I won't hide.

I'll protect you.

I already have.

Is that what your friend
Antwon Mitchell thought?

Antwon.

Is that what Vic told you?

He told me many things.

That a little girl got killed.

That you're being investigated.

Well, that's a crock of shit.

Vic's been on IAD's radar for years.

He's being swept out as we speak.

And that little girl was not my fault.

He has no reason to lie to me.

He has every reason to lie to you.

He does.

What did he do, give you a…
a shoulder to cry on?

Offer to lend a helping hand?

He'll be reaching into your
pocketbook by next week.

Like you?

I need to be alone. Please go.

You lied. No.

You're gonna believe me first.

I'm better off on my own.

You're gonna get killed without me.

Look, I saved your life yesterday.

I took down Rezian.

I got him out of the way so
you could assume the throne.

That was me. I'll pay you more.

Look, I risked my ass for you.

My job.

Now, that's not how this shit works.

I'm sorry. Goodbye.

Go. I mean it, go.

Listen to me. Vic stole from your father.

[SCOFFS] The Armenian money train?

It got robbed a few years
back, a few guys got killed?

The money was never found?

That was Vic.

Him and his guys.

And he asked me to be a part of it.

When I said no, I became a threat.

And Vic's had a bull's-eye
on my back ever since.

My father lost six
months of profit in that.

Well, I guess you've had a
much better understanding

of your father's dealings
than you told me.

Well, that's it.

Full disclosure. Both of us.

Now whose side do you wanna be on?

We'll have to deal with him too.

Who, Vic?

Wait a second, I… I didn't…
I didn't tell you that…

But you have told me.
And you were right before.

I must finish the job.

There's no middle ground.

Romero come crying back to you already?

That happened faster
than I thought it would.

Congratulations on solving the murders.

Thank you, but I'm not finished.

Couldn't have done it without my tip.

Or at least not as fast.

Stop turning over rocks.

Not until I find out what's
crawling underneath.

I was just telling Aceveda

how much this city needs cops like you.

He doesn't see it that way.

Not yet. Not ever.

[CHUCKLES]

You can keep wasting my
time, I'm gonna have plenty of it.

I can get you your job back.

I had a city controller trying to
save my job, and he owed me.

He has 10 times the juice you
have and he got nothing done.

He has 10 times the juice,

but I have one more picture.

That's Aceveda.

Where did you get this?

When was it taken?

Gun to his head.

Rather than stand up
like a man to his attackers,

he gets on his knees and
takes a man's dick in his mouth.

Don't think that will play
too well with the voters.

Except maybe in West Hollywood.

Use it any way you want,

so long as it doesn't come back to me.

Save your job.

But stop digging right now.

[♪♪♪]