All language subtitles for The.Shield.S04E02.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Vic: Previously on the shield:

David aceveda, Monica rawling.
Your replacement.

Congratulations
on the promotion.

I think it should be the other
way around. City council.

Aceveda: The facts will show

that assistant chief Gilroy
chose a path

that lead to tragic
circumstances for this city.

You were supposed to be
under house arrest.

I cut off my ankle transmitter.

You send him back to prison,
he starts talking

and he makes our lives hell.

You're going to Mexico,
just like we planned.

Let's see that mouth. Suck it!

I'm tired of feeling
like I was raped too.

Whatever it is you need to do
to help yourself, do it already.

This is Antwon Mitchell.

Major og drug distributor
from the early 90s.

I sent her partner to his grave.

Trying to dig shit up on me,
take your shot.

Who did this?

You wanna smell my gun?

Antwon Mitchell do this?

You konw, I honestly don't know.

But I tell you what,
I'll let you call it in.

I'm starting a task force
to target gangs.

I need someone to spearhead
the plan on the street.

I want it. I need to trust you.

Right now, I don't.

Hey. Take a break.

You ready?

Hey.

Shh.

Is cromo strapped?

Army: Let's find out.

We'll let you take
the first round, sweetheart.

Woman: Yeah. He got a gun

and it's loaded.

How do you wanna do this, boss?

Army:
Cuff them to something outside.

Shane: Got it.

Right here, ladies.

[Woman moaning]

Woman: Yeah! Yeah!

Man: This better be important,

you stupid goddamn bitch.

Sure is, you stupid
goddamn bitch. Let's go.

Let's go! Hands on your head,
behind your head right now.

Come on, corn row, let's go.

You okay?

Two minutes later, I would have
been doing a lot better.

Shane: Raping a minor.

That break some pimp
code of ethics?

Man, she bragged she was 18.

You see, she wanted it.
It's like a Kobe thing.

Yeah?

Well, it looks like you just
lost your endorsement deal.

Let's go, Kobe.

What the hell happened, man?

Oh, it's just a scrape.
I'll be okay.

Hey, I miss you
and your guys coming in here.

I figured with the free meals,
you'd be happy to be rid of us.

I need a favor. Remember cyril,
the kid that works for me?

Hasn't shown up in a couple
of weeks until this morning.

He ripped off your payroll?

Yeah, I tried to stop him.
He shoved me out of the way.

He only got 30 bucks.

He a rockhead?

Come on, Cal.

Only one thing that turns a good
kid into a thief that fast.

I didn't wanna lead with that.

I was afraid you wouldn't
want to help

if you knew about the drugs.

Oh, and this one I should?

I just thought maybe you could
help me put him on the straight.

Excuse me.
There's a shipment here for you.

A bunch of polaroid cameras.

Oh, uh, stack them
on that desk over there.

Danny, right?
Yeah. We haven't officially met.

Hi. Now we have.
I'm Monica rawling.

So can I ask
what the cameras are for?

David needs to push
the transition meeting.

Okay.

I didn't see any paperwork
for cameras.

You're leaving with David,
right?

Of course. Why?

No reason.

What are you doing in here?

I'm, uh...

Uh, our... our, uh, men's room
doesn't work.

We all share this one.

No, we don't.

Yeah, we... we do. We...

You mean, we don't
share with you?

[Chuckles]

[Door closes]

Uh, somebody in there.

Hey, Dutch boy's been promoted
to bathroom monitor.

It's a shittyjob,
but someone's gotta do it.

[All laugh]

Big man, pass these out
to the unis.

Seventeen-year-old base chaser.

Anybody sees him, call me.

All yours.

I got a teenager on a drug tear.

Friend of a friend.

I'm gonna track him down.

I wanted to give you a heads-up.

You should tell your co.

Like I said, I wanted
to give you a heads-up.

Like I said,
I'm not in charge yet.

Seriously, tell aceveda.

All right, social services
is on the way,

so just wait in the other room,
sweetheart.

Shane: Oh.

Such a fine line, isn't it?

Amen, brother.

Book him with two of those
and pocket the other one.

It's currency on the street.

We use the blow to buy intel
on the next asshole.

Hm.

You serious?

How do you think I got night
train to give up this place?

Look, it's old-school
vice, baby.

You use the world
to bust the world.

Hm.

All right.

Hey, it's all good
in the 'hood, brother.

[Laughs]

Sorry, Nance.

The Mexican authorities
sent him back.

I got the call this morning.

Can I help you?

Yeah, we're here
to ID Ben Gilroy.

You family?

Vic: Wife and friend.

Give me a minute.

[Clears throat]

[Door closes]

How are the girls taking it?

Haven't told them yet.

They can barely
wrap their brains

around him leaving
the first time.

Yeah.

Follow me, please.

Nance, you don't have to see him
this way.

I just don't wanna feel sorry
for the piece of shit.

Federales found him with
a bunch of fake Mexican ids

and an expired
California driver's license.

Benjamin wescott Gilroy?

Shit.

That a positive ID?

How did he die?

Take your pick.
Cirrhosis, malnutrition.

Official cause was suffocation.

Aspirated on his own vomit.

Christ, this guy
was the assistant police chief?

What happened?

Take your pick.

[M1

[Shane cheers]

[In southern accent]
Pimp's in the barn

and we having a ho down!
[All laugh]

Officer:
It is the lord of the vice.

Just here to brighten up
your day,

you bunch of sad little
desk monkeys.

Rawli ng: Who's the cowboy?

Aguy I used to run with.

He jumped over to vice,
central bureau.

Guessing by the look on your
face, it ended shit-side up.

Just haven't seen him
for a while.

How's that new partner
working out?

It clicks.

Well, I gotta get back to this.

Yeah, get to it.

Cyril's got
twojuvie hearings pending.

One for crack cocaine.
The other's for public lewdness.

Getting head
on a bench in Griffith park.

The head attached to a name?

She fled.

Cops got a description.

Uh, slight, blond, piercings,
early 20s.

You know what,

lspoke to the Jesus-whacked mom.

Yeah, her address is different
than the one he gave

when he got busted in the park.
Could be the blond's place.

You know, it's strange.

Clubhouse being this way.

Yeah. Thanks for unsealing this.

It's cool. Hey, I heard
about Gilroy. Damn.

Yeah, burial's tomorrow.

It'd be great
if you could make it.

I'm trying to give him
a decent sendoff.

Is, uh, Shane going?

I don't know.

Dispatch [over radio]:

Darmond wash 'n' go.

Hands up! Drop your gun!

Julien: Untangled 13. Code 6.

[Gunshots] Stop! Police!

Don't move. Don't move.

Second shooter ran out the back.
Cover this.

On the ground now.

On the ground. Down.

[Coughing] Hang on.

Okay, just stay still.
Just stay still.

[Groans]

[Coughs]

I have an update
on the garage sting

that I think you two
might want to hear.

Who's that with him?

Lewis sperling.

Guy we flipped
to give us the sting.

Other than a few busts
in the first month,

our cameras haven't turned up
anything.

No major deals,
no major connections.

I can't control
what folks say and do.

Aceveda: You played us, Lewis.

Set up another corporation
in your daughter's name.

That's a violation of the terms
of your deal.

I got two ex-wives, five kids.

I can't make a living with you
guys perpetually up my ass.

Maybe mackey couldn't figure out
how you were end-running us,

but I did.

You tipped off big-fish clients.

They gave you seed money
to start a new company.

You got your income back

and they got a new place
to launder cash.

Jesus, how did you miss this?

Lewis: I'll give you more names.

From the new business.

Bigger guys.

I don't think so, Lewis.
It's over.

And now you're going to jail.

Six months and thousands
of tax dollars pissed away.

At least now we know why.

I dropped the ball.

Little late
for the humble servant routine.

I'll set up the collars
on the ones we have,

make sure it gets done right.

Well, then you're the man
to do it right?

Just let him fix the problem,
okay?

Sir, there are two people dead
at that laundromat robbery.

One of them's
an officer-involved shooting.

Shit. What do we know?

Two suspects. Looks like
a hispanic male

and a white female.

Do we have a description
of the shooters?

Just the girl,
she's one of the doas.

Uh, blond, pierced nose,

what?

This shooting might
have something to do

with the kid
that I'm looking for.

Your wayward juvie's tied in
with a 187?

If you're trying to win me over,
it's not working.

Little Bonnie and Clyde
shot and killed the manager

for $11 in quarters.

The boy got away.

Pull a name and address
on the girl?

Hope Anthony.

Goddamn it.

Problem?

Vic: You got that xerox
picture of cyril on you?

Yeah.
Okay, run it by the witnesses.

Hey, I, uh...

I think the other shooter's
this kid I've been looking for.

Unbelievable. You were
putting cops at risk

by running this off the grid?
I didn't have all the facts...

At least you're consistent.

Give information
on the kid to billings

and finish closing out
the garage sting.

Come on.

It sounded like you had
something more

you wanted to share up there.

What if I did? Who are you?

Captain rawling.
Aceveda's on his way out.

I'll be deciding
what happens in the barn.

Well, I got a name will spin
your pretty little head around.

Well, my pretty little head
doesn't spin that easy.

Who is it?

I want my deal back in place.

No jail time.

That deal got flushed
with your corporate switcheroo.

You gotta put something real
on the table

or the da won't even
take my call.

No deal, no name.

No problem, then.

There he is.

Vic: Yeah.

It's me. I just messengered
you a package.

Is it ticking?

Sort of.

It's a class-action lawsuit

against pyren merril
pharmaceutical company.

What's that got to do with us?

Well, it claims that the rise
in autism

is due to a vaccine
preservative.

Vaccines that Matthew and Megan
got when they were 2.

Well, that was right around
when...

I know. I know. Listen.

There's a deadline.

We need to sit down
and talk with the lawyer.

Okay. How about tomorrow morning
when I drop off cassy?

Great. I'll set it up

and I will see you then. Bye.

Armando renta,
this is Vic mackey.

Good to meet you.

Army's fresh off a 14-month roll
in shock and awe.

Gave those sand pigs
a little taste

of the red, white and brown.

Mission accomplished?

That's what they told us.
So it must be true.

How you like running
with wild bill?

Beats going door to door
in Baghdad.

Now it's hick and the spic.

[Chortles]

That's clever.

Can you give us a minute?

So, uh, so, what's up?

I need to know
who's running crack

in ashmore heights these days?
That's hard to say.

Last few weeks,
someone's flooded the market.

Every pusher in the 'hood's
rock-heavy.

Scrambling to unload product.

Since when do you need help
powder tracking?

You hear about Gilroy?

What, is he back in town?

Yeah. Spilling his guts
at the morgue.

Drank himself to death.

They're gonna Bury him tomorrow,
you should be there.

I wanted the guy dead.

Well, you got your wish.

It's about his wife
and kids now.

Are you forgetting he threatened
your family?

He hung you out to iad?

Money and pussy
make man do evil shit.

But before all that,
he was a friend.

Some bodies in blue
should show respect.

I'll see if I can
shake myself free.

So we, uh... we done?

I, uh...

I got some worries
about what I saw

over at dead-eye's
the other night.

Well, stop worrying.

Dead-eye was about to start
c.I. Duties for me.

Tracking Antwon Mitchell's
new game,

until someone tapped
his mute button.

Now I'm watching Antwon.

So if you got any kind
of relationship...

I got no relationship with him.

Then I got no problem.

Army: Everything cool?

Yeah, it's all good.

All right.

Gonna take two, maybe three days

to lay a new piece of pipe.

Get started.

I wanna hear flushing
in 48 hours.

What's going on?

Having the men's room repaired.

I didn't fix the men's room
because it would've chewed up

35 percent of our budget.

That's my worry now.

Plumbing crews, cameras.

Either you're completely naive
about our financial constraints,

which I doubt,
or you've got something planned.

I'm instituting seizures
across the board.

Cars, houses, businesses.
Anything drug or gang related.

Asset forfeiture?
The chief will never go...

It's already signed on.

Pol com too.

Citizens here can't afford
lawyers to fight seized assets.

Not worried about pissing off
dealers

because we swiped
their pimp rides.

We're gonna target
the right people.

And you're thinking
of using mackey for this?

I'm still deciding.

I mean, your letter
made him untradeable.

I have to use him somewhere.

Keep him parked inside.

Anything else is dangerous.
Trust me.

Appreciate your input.

Repairman: I need a
signature to start the work.

So why is this the first
I'm hearing about this?

Well, it happened fast.

Thanks.

Anyway, after tomorrow
it's mine to win or lose.

She was unconscious
when they brought her in.

Fishnets, spandex.

I don't think
she was out walking her dog.

Hooker rape?

The name she put on her form
is olive Martini.

This is the only thing
that she had on her.

Ralph's card. That's official.

She's in 6.

I'll go see
if she's shaken or stirred.

Oh, you know what? Test results
aren't gonna be in

until this afternoon.

I usually, uh, grab a taco
across the street.

From rullio's?

We treat at least four cases
of food poisoning a week

from that place.

Got an a in the window.
Stands for acute gastritis.

Claudette: Did you say room 6?

Olive has left the building.

Dutch: Okay.

James has got a family friend,
thinks you two would hit it off.

Really?

She does public affairs work.
Smart.

For some reason, she likes cops.

What's she look like?

Petite, dark-skinned,
attractive.

She's black?

Never mind.

What?

I... I dated a black girl
in college.

Quarter black. I mean, you could
definitely tell.

Forget it. What's on the raped
hooker's grocery card?

Uh, n-n-n-no address,
bogus phone number.

Hey, if James thinks we should...

What hooker?

Paramedics took her over
to mission cross.

She was beaten,
sexually assaulted.

Gave a fake name
and disappeared.

Did you have hospital personnel
go through the mug books?

No.

Where did the attack happen?

We don't know yet.

Is there anything you do know?

Last week, she bought
3 gallons of chablis

and 11 boxes of condoms.

If she's pissed off a pimp,
her life could be in danger.

Why don't you see
if anyone's called it in to 911?

Transport's running late.

You'll miss lunch call
at county.

You think my price
is a couple of candy bars?

Maybe you think better
on a full stomach.

I'm thinking fine.

I called the da.

They won't budge
without a name first.

Looks like we got ourselves
an old-fashioned stalemate.

Yeah, I guess so.

Except I'm going home
to a warm bed tonight.

You go home to them.

Have a 911 call

came in from a payphone
outside a Korean bakery.

They were robbed 11 times
last year.

They installed state-of-the-art
surveillance.

Cameras picked this up
early this morning.

[Grunting]

We have the face of our victim.

And the back of a rapist's head.

Aceveda:
Make clubs of that tape.

The da's gonna need a copy.

And let me know
when you locate her.

Vic: Yo.

What are you building, Antwon?

You here to pitch in?

Forgot my tool belt at home.

Still got my cuffs though.

House was in foreclosure.

Crackheads took it over
so we took it back.

Helped the owners
back on their feet.

Mlk to Jimmy Carter.

You got all your bases covered,
don't you?

I got work to do, man.

Hey, we're looking for this kid.

Put the word out
to your dealers.

Give me a heads-up
if he tries to score.

I run a rec center.

Just because you pound some
nails to some poor slob's house,

doesn't mean shit to me.

We both know you run drugs,
not a rec center.

All right.

My next step,
I start sweating the slangers.

Those pussies always give up
chain of command.

I wanna eradicate the crack
epidemic as much as you, man.

[Cell phone rings]
But my relationship to...

Hold that lie.

Vic: Yeah?

Beauty. Hang on.

Lem may have a lead
on cyril's drug dealer.

That gives you 20 minutes
to find me a short cut

to this missing kid

before I start twisting
the truth out of his dealer.

There he is on the black bike.
Right there.

[Tires squeal]

You little dick!

Park the schwinn, shithead.

This is why you should
always wear a helmet.

Ah!

Where'd he go? Where?

Ran out the back.

Hey, put that shit down.

Oh, goddamn it. He swallowed.

Shit. Come here.

[Hacks, coughs]

Goddamn it.

You sell to him? Did you?
Did you?

You know what,
he seems a little bound up.

He bought a crumb from me
a couple hours ago.

Asshole paid in quarters.

Where's he now? I don't know.

I never sold to him before.

Vic: Bullshit.

He ain't a regular.

That's the truth, man.

I swear to god, man.

I swear. I swear.

Get on your feet.

Hey, clean up, aisle 4.

You're really gonna
set up your office down here.

I feel more at home on the floor
with the grunts.

You know, for someone
who's supposed to be observing,

you sure are awfully active.

I saw you chatting
with Lewis sperling.

Just trying to talk some sense
into him

while he's still ours.

I closed down the garage sting.

Now, your instincts
six months ago were right.

It's got great potential.
It just took a wrong turn.

It's been compromised.
It's dead.

The agc angle, yes.

But the new business
that Lewis set up is untainted.

You got a good system in place,
we own spyware.

We get bugs in the cars,
we're back in business.

Yeah. You don't have
the authority yet

to be interviewing suspects,

getting the goddamn toilet fixed
or overturning my decisions.

So until you're actually
in my office, observe.

That the kid you almost
choked out with mustard?

Oh, who ratted,
the condiment weasel?

The kid's a novice.

He was swallowing
open jums of crack.

I induced vomiting.
Saved his goddamn life.

I'm still allowed to save lives,
right?

I want a complete report.

Oh, sure. Have one for you
the day after tomorrow.

Oh, that's right.
You'll be gone.

I'll mail one to you.

We can't post these in the barn.

Looks like the department
sanctioned people to attend.

It's just a flyer.

Cyril forged you this check
from his boss's restaurant.

This... this bounced, man.

Kid didn't even write
this anyway.

It... it was this blond t-girl.
She said she worked there.

Vic: Is this her?

Shit.

That's her? Yeah.

Lem: She's a tranny?

She tried to blow me
to cover it.

I ain't down with that
chicks-with-dicks shit

so I said no and she came
with the check.

Where did he or she
score from you?

I ain't saying no more, man.

You saw what I could do
with mustard.

You imagine me
with the butt of a gun.

Huh?

Underhell.

Underhell?

Under the tile factory
by the freeway.

Vic: All right, thanks.

Coroner just confirmed it.
Hope had a rope.

Here we go.

Vic: Jesus.

There's a cop.

There.

Gun!

Hold on, hold your fire!

He's dry firing,
the gun's empty.

Cyril, drop the gun, kid. Cyril!

Cyril! Put the gun down, kid.

All right, cyril, that's it.
It's over, come on.

[Sobbing]

On your feet. Get up.

Come on, kid.

Look, I done nothing wrong.

I don't know why
Barbie and skipper

hauled my ass down here.

Dutch: They found you tricking.

We wanna know
what happened to you.

Yeah, like you're
real concerned.

I was walking to the market.

Someonejumped me.
Woke up in the er.

We have security tape
that shows the assault, olive.

Then go arrest the prick.

We can't identify him.

Me either, then.

Dutch:
Hey, olive's prints came back.

Real name, Olivia kenshaw.
She's mapped.

Restricted from the zone
where she was raped.

And she's HIV positive.

How long
have you been tricking sick?

I don't know. Ten months.

Risk is hype.

Make all my customers strap up.

Claudette: What about
the guy who raped you?

Was he using a condom?

He wanted it. He got it.

What about all the innocent
people he could infect?

Please. They should all
die sore and ugly.

We just need his name
or a description.

And I just need a pussy
ain't so stretched.

You've been mapped with HIV,
Olivia.

State considers that
attempted murder.

You'll do real time.

Claudette: Do you know how
hard it is to get the cocktail inside?

If I give him up, I want
the other charges dropped.

[Drums on table]

I could ask the da.

Olive:
I want some kind of guarantee,

and I want it in writing.

Da will never go for it.

She's got a four-page sheet,
mapped with HIV.

You mean the da will never go
for it because it's our case.

Aceveda:
Well, that doesn't help.

I'll go play good cop.

I already played good cop.

I'll play better cop.

What's that about?

Captain hooker confidentiality.

[Scoffs]

So, uh,
what's James' friend's name?

Forget it.

Just because I asked
if she was black,

doesn't mean I'm a racist.

And there are plenty of sisters
I think are hot.

Halle Berry,

uh, Tyra banks.

Beyoncé.

[Laughs]

What?

Vic: Cyril, who put
you on the rock, cyril?

Who's your main score?

Fat benish.

Where can I find fat benish?

Where, cyril?

Above pip's quick lube.

[Phone dialing]

Ronnie, cyril's dealer
is a cat named, uh, benish.

He lives above the quick lube
on hauser. Get a warrant.

Is he making sense yet?

He's pretty doped up.
He's detoxing.

Cop downstairs said
it was the other shooter

that killed at the laundromat.

That clears cyril.
He was part of the robbery.

Makes it his murder too.

He didn't know
what he was doing.

It's that shit rock. What about
the guy that sold him crack?

I'm taking care of his dealer.

Look, he's gonna be asleep
for a while.

Why don't you go home,
get some rest?

I wanna be here
when he wakes up.

I think you're in a lot of pain.

I don't need pity.

Not pity.

Compassion.

Even if you don't think
you're worthy of it.

We're guilty
of perpetuating that.

Letting the streets
take care of themselves.

Got that right.

Can you tell me what happened?
You seen the tape.

I did.

And I am so sorry.

He was at the end
of an all-nighter.

Paid for a suck.

Got me in the back alley.

[Voice breaking] Threw the
first punch before I could hit my knees.

It was all about the hurt
with this guy.

Hey, I see you got
our ho basket.

Army: It's a nice
addition to your stable.

Don't know if they worth
a thing.

[Dishes clattering]

Shane: Let me tell
you how this works.

You and the syphilis brigade...
[Coughing]

See anything, you hear anything,

new players, new product,

anything happens on the street,

I'm your first call.

You got that?

All right, Venus,
you come with us.

What for?

To suck his big Latin dick.

[Laughs]

This ain't for real.

Establish dominance
with slit mongers.

Tail's the currency they know.

Then let her suck you off.
Come on, I'm married.

You got an ed thing
happening, just say so. Blow me.

I'll let her.
Come on, sweetheart.

Now just sit back and relax,
all right? Enjoy the ride.

You're getting back alley
Clinton

is really gonna help the cause.

[Sighs] [Zipper unzipping]

Two's a mouthful,
three's a crowd.

Yeah.

Man, Venus is going at it

like she's taking rust
off a low-rider.

That's some boss hogg bullshit,
man.

Let's talk percentages.
Percentages?

Yeah. Keeping you
and your girls out of lockup's

gonna require
additional man hours.

That's gonna cost you

that wasn't part of the deal.

Yeah, well, make no mistake.

There is no deal here.

This is you doing what I say,

or else you getting a cap
in the back of your ear

in something we like to call
"in the line of duty."

Now, sit back down.

[Sighs]

If you're dicking us around,
not only won't you get a deal,

we'll make sure
you do your time in solano.

Warden's a friend of mine.
You think the inmates are bad?

Wait till you spend
some happy time with the guards.

[Chuckles]

Alex kozodav.

The taxi king?

Vic: Old school Russian mob.

Any other cab tries to pick up
a fare in Farmington,

both car and driver end up
stolen and chopped.

Sperling: Since the
Armenian money train got jacked,

the Russians have been looking
for another place

to launder their cash.

And you've been
more than willing to help

for a fee.

I'm also putting radios
in his cars.

You ever see
taxicab confessions?

Kozi cabs
are the Russian's favorites.

A lot of potential marks.

Well, I'll see
if there's a deal to be made.

Signed, sealed and deceitful.

Bring him in,
you can release her.

Bust her again, it's attempted
murder.

Make sure she's clear on that.

Aceveda: You got it.

Thanks for running interference
for us.

My pleasure.

Another win for billings.

Okay, Olivia, let's take a look
at some of our mug shots

of known sexual offenders.

He's white, pierced tongue,

delivers pizza.

Has one of those pizza shack
things on the top of his car.

I just talked with Lewis.

Apparently, his ride
left without him.

Lewis' name.

Alex kozodav.

L.A. boss,
Russian organized crime.

This guy's
on everybody's top 10 list.

The da wants to play ball.

I think you are making decisions
to settle a grudge.

Decisions I'm gonna
have to live with.

These property seizures
that you wanna impose.

Who's gonna have to live
with those decisions?

I... I could've let Lewis
get lost in the system

for a couple of days,

taken the credit
when you were gone.

But you've earned this.

I figured we could present it
to the chief together.

I'll take a look at it.

Vic: Shit!

God!

Somebody torched benish's place.

God.

Hey, chief. Hey, I got a warrant
to search upstairs.

Pretty hot in there right now.

Vic: Yeah, I'm aware of that.
Any way of putting it down?

Chief: I doubt it. We've
already lost a couple of blowers.

God. All right. Thanks.

Hey, who owns the bikes?

Fat guy. He lives there.
You sure?

You don't forget a 300-pound
dude on a scooter.

Check the plates.

( Screaming over TV )

[Breathing deeply]

Oh, man.
Vic: What's the matter, fat man?

You got insurance, don't you?

Yeah, I'm in real good hands.

It's too bad about your little
crack factory upstairs.

What's that smell?

Oh, yeah.

You got smoke.

Ha-ha-ha! I ran the vin numbers
on your scooters.

Stolen the same night
six other bikes got jacked.

I got grand theft.

Antwon Mitchell,

he the one filling
the cesspool with new rock?

Rumor is, Mr. Mitchell's

walking
the straight and narrow now.

Oh, it's gonna be hard

maintaining that edge
in the joint

when gen pop finds out you're
the little red scooter bandit.

There's a crack flood,

everybody's dumping
what they got.

Why? It's getting pushed out.

Crack's bad business.

Cluckers all crazy, die fast,

strip a 'hood of its potential.

Pushed out for what?

Tar.

Heroin?

Sleepers hold a job.

Less crime, less heat,
everybody wins.

Antwon the one
enforcing that mandate?

That part
of his community salvation?

Ain't no salvation here.

[Phone rings]

Yeah?

Shane: Looked into ashmore.

Niners used to have
the lion's share.

Since this new product hit,
it's real messy.

It ain't new product. It's old.

The street's dumping
all their crack

to make way for tar heroin.

Who told you that?

A guy with weight.

I'll see you.
Try to make it to the funeral.

Vic, inspector says it started
with a grease fire.

What? Engine grease?

Cooking grease.

Shit.

Vic: How many more
pictures of this kid

am I gonna find
if I start opening drawers?

What are you talking about?
I care about him.

Guy dealing to cyril,
his place got torched tonight.

Fire was started
with cooking grease.

You're not a very good criminal,
Cal.

I smell the smoke. Please don't
make me search the place.

You screwing this kid?

Don't say that. Are you?

He slept here.

But I never laid a hand on him.

He wanted to get the operation
when he turned 18.

I told him I'd pay for it.
We were gonna be together.

Jesus Christ!

I'm sorry.

I-I know it was wrong.

You could've hurt someone
setting that fire, Cal.

Nobody was home.

That dealer took away

the only thing I love.

You know what that feels like?

You know what that feels like?

[Sobbing]

Call a lawyer.

When the detectives come,

don't say anything.

Get rid of the photos.
The dresses too.

Mamyn: Thimerosal has been used

as a vaccine preservative
since the '30s

even though
it's 49 percent Mercury.

Which is extremely toxic.
Especially with children

under 3.

And you think this Mercury
in the vaccine

is the missing link?

The increase
in the rate of autism

parallels the rise
in thimerosal exposure.

It's all broken down
in the science there.

They're just figuring this out
now?

Look, forgive the hard press

but the statute of limitations
is running out on Matthew.

You have only three years

from the time of diagnosis
to file a suit.

Okay.

There's no legal fees. We only
collect if we win the case.

But expert witness costs
are expensive.

Ten to $15,000 per child.

Jesus.

Mamyn: Yeah. Well,
you got a lot to think about.

So why don't you take some time

and let me know what you decide?

I know someone should pay.

Aceveda: And that's it.

I can't think of anything else
I need to tell you.

You seem to have strong opinions
on how you wanna do things.

Okay.

Well,

we can tell the bosses
we had our transition meeting.

Thanks.

Oh, there is one more thing.

I spoke to chief bankston.

He seems to be excited
at the prospect

of netting Alex kozodav.

So the garage sting
will stay up and running.

Did my name come up?

Oh, I don't believe so.

But Vic's name did.

Chief wants him
running the project,

which keeps him
on a tight leash.

You'll thank me for that.

[Bagpipes playing
"amazing grace"]

[Woman sobbing]

Sorry for your loss.

Excuse me.

You didn't have to come.

I knew Ben a little.

In better years.

Yeah, me too.

Puts everyday bullshit
in perspective.

I told aceveda about kozodav.

He went behind my back,

got the chief pregnant
on the idea.

Took credit, covered his ass.

He also convinced the chief that
you should still run the sting.

Means I gotta find someone else
to head up the task force.

I can do both.

Look, Ronnie knows the drill,

he can handle the garage stuff.

Put me back on the street
with the unis.

Nobody knows the bangers better
than I do.

Please.

Put me somewhere
where I can make a dent.

The only way
I can sell that to the chief

is I give internal affairs
full access to the barn.

Open house.

Means you can play hard, but...

I get it.

Lad gets a whiff of anything
dirty near these seizures,

me, this policy, everything,

it's dead in the water.

I'll do it right.

Okay.

Go to the car. Go on.

I know that you're the one
that got this turnout.

Means a lot to my girls.

He was my oldest friend.

You doing okay?

I hope he was scared and alone

and in a lot of pain.

He had his demons, Nance.

He had a dick he couldn't keep
in his pants.

Threw away 20 years on the job

and he shit
all over this family.

[Group singing "amazing grace"]

J“ that saved a wretch j“

j“ like me j“

j“ I once was lost j“

j“ but now am found j“

j“ was blind j“

j“ but now I see j“

[the dropkick Murphys'
"amazing grace" playing]

J“ amazing grace j“

j“ how sweet the sound j“

j“ that saved a wretch like me j“

j“ I once was lost j“

j“ but now I am found j“

j“ was blind j“

j“ but now I see j“

Right there.

That's really nice. Have one.

Man 1: Hey. Man 2: Hey.

Thank you. All right.

[Toilet flushes]

[The dropkick Murphys' "amazing
grace" playing on radio]

We gave you cromo and his
underage hit. But the girls,

that was Antwon
paying back a favor.

Now you taking a piece,
that makes him look the fool.

Yeah? You tell
the great reformist

that's the cost
of doing business.

Doesn't work that way.

What doesn't work
is me finding out secondhand

about dealers dumping crack
to make room for tar.

I don't know nothing
about that, man.

Yeah, course you wouldn't.

You're just his slow-witted
bitch.

What?

Oh, shit.

[Gun cocks]

Just relax, policeman.

Chill.

It's just a beeper.

Just a beeper, all right?

From now on,
it's me and you face-to-face

or nothing at all, you got that?

You got that?

J“ I once was lost j“

j“ but now I am found j“

j“ was blind j“

j“ but now I see j“

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