All language subtitles for The SHIELD - S07 E05 - Game Face (720p - BluRay)

NARRATOR: Previously
on The Shield:

Teenage resident Lloyd
Denton is our shooter.

Speculation,
Bundy's first murders were committed

in his early teens.

Are you saying this
kid's a serial killer?

This guy's all I've got.

I'm targeting Cruz Pezuela.

Aceveda's one-man
campaign bankroll?

He's buying up Farmington
with cartel money.

Blackmail, that's how
Pezuela's getting everyone

on board the train
to Carteltown.

Where's our blackmail box?

ACEVEDA: I'm now in
possession of the box.

Until the time is right to
turn it over to Justice.

What about the files?

The Armenians are making a hard
play for your barrio sandbox.

This piece of shit, Rezian,

has taken something
that belongs to me.

You wanna give me a clue
what all this is about?

The intel box.

The Mexis are using it to
blackmail their way to the top.

You made it look like it
was sold out to the Armos.

Which lit the fuse
for the blood feud

we're stirring up between
Rezian and the Mexicans.

We need a quick
Armenian politcal win.

Give me the name,
I'll put it in play.

The City Controller,
Robert Martin.

VIC: He's in the blackmail box?

[GUNSHOTS]

Robert, oh, my God!

I need a medic!

That march turns into
a goddamn killing.

That was never part of the plan.

Martin was my colleague, Vic.

I did not sign up for this.

Detective Mackey, Amando Rios.

Amando will speak for me.

Give me a name and
I'll run with it.

VIC: Rios isn't
just some beaner,

he's got a face only
a cartel could love.

If Rios gets spooked,

we lose our best
shot at Pezuela.

Never heard of him.

David Aceveda,
Federal Agent Olivia Murray.

ACEVEDA: Got a fed
in the clubhouse.

I thought I'd seen her
name somewhere before.

She's in the blackmail box?

Pezuela got her in his pocket.

How much have you told her?

Enough to get us both killed.

[VEHICLE APPROACHES]

[POLICE RADIO CHATTERS]

[POLICE RADIO CHATTERS]

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

VIC: You look like shit.

How I'm supposed to get
sleep knowing Olivia

could've ratted us out to
Pezuela and gotten us green lit?

Just because Olivia has
been Pezuela's eyes and ears

doesn't mean she's been
passing along the intel

we've been feeding her.

You think she's
holding on to it?

Maybe using it against
Pezuela herself?

She's up to her
manhole in shit lake.

It's what I'd do.

Dangerous part for us,
though, is not knowing.

[SIRENS WAILING]

You two worked closely.
Did he have enemies downtown?

A city this size,
with the money and power at stake?

But at the end of the day,

Robert was a
glorified accountant.

Not a very sexy target.

And your people
didn't see anything?

Heard shots,
then it was complete chaos.

Why was your team deployed
there in the first place?

CLAUDETTE: Vendrell's been
working with an Armenian Cl

who's given us a couple
of wins recently.

We'd been hearing some
chatter that there's been

some Armenian-Mexican friction.

So your assessment,

this is organized crime
syndicates squaring off?

Well,
Martin was clearly the target.

There's not a banger out there

with a merit badge
for marksmanship.

You've to wonder if those shots
weren't meant for Mr. Aceveda.

You being a mayoral
candidate now.

Um, Vic, do you...?
Do you have any change?

You know,
this Kouf guy's becoming

a real rock star
in the department.

With him leading the
investigation now,

and our involvement,
this could blow back on us.

Take a deep cleansing breath.

Neither one of us had anything
to do with that shooting,

by word or deed.

We damn sure know
who's responsible.

When you've got a minute. Sure.

And the slightest
whisper of impropriety

is a political career-ender.

Do you know how much
she's told Pezuela?

I'll handle her,
but it's gotta be gently.

Your problem is you're
trying to have it both ways.

You want to take down Pezuela,
win a landslide as a reformer.

But not until he
pays all your bills.

Oh, sorry,
I've only got 50 cents-.

And you're about a dollar.

What's up, buttercup? [SIGHS]

Got a situation I could
use a little help on.

Ask and ye shall.

I need to run it by your captain first.
Make sure it's kosher.

Then I'll hit you with details.

Anything come back on
the intel I gave you?

Nothing so far.

Hope it wasn't a bum steer.

Not like you to
be off the money.

Okay, well, give me a shout,
it gets you to that bigger fish.

You'll be the first to know.
Believe me.

I gotta go, okay?
Check yourself up.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Olivia needs us to
backstop her on something.

I'm waiting on the details.

Am I, uh...?
I'm missing something?

[SIGHS]

Olivia's carrying
water for Pezuela.

She's in the box of sins.

What?

Her brother got jammed
up with some mob bookies.

Pezuela got wind
somehow, got proof.

Could explain why she's become

a fact of life around
here all of a sudden.

SHANE: This prick
owns a federal agent

who's up our ass
collecting intel?

You boys gonna
let me in on this?

I just found out myself.

We're still not sure about
the size of Pezuela's hook.

It's pretty goddamn
clear what we need to do.

We give the box to Rezian
so that the Armenians

can return it to
Pezuela and he lays off.

Not yet.

Are you not understanding

that this master plan
of yours is backfiring?

Rezian still has our
families in the cross hairs.

Now Pezuela has
sicked a fed on us.

I understand the situation.

We return the box,
we get credit for brokering a peace deal.

Our money-train debt
is paid in full.

Now,
explain to me how that is not

in all of our best interests?

[DOOR OPENS]

Another time.

[DOOR CLOSES]

King rat's Gaytan Echevarria.

Cuban, Miami-based.

He's visiting L.A.

Doing what?

He's meeting Martin Blez.

Number two denim
manufacturer in the world.

Echevarria's looking to
clean his drug benjamins

by plowing them into a
legit biz: bluejeans.

So how does the
Strike Team fit in?

Echevarria's daughter, Noelle.
Freshman at SC.

She got carjacked this
morning at 8th and Hoover.

Three black males
ordered her boyfriend

out of the car at gunpoint,
drove off with the girl.

Our surveillance picked
up the boyfriend,

telling her old
man what happened.

In that neighborhood,
it's probably gang-related.

Hence the Strike Team.

With his daughter missing,

Echevarria's not
focused on business.

Bad guys love their kids too.

This meeting with Blez
is our one opportunity

to take down the whole network.

It doesn't make, a high-dollar,

goes out the window.

You need the Strike Team
to find the missing girl

so daddy will get back
to the dirty business.

Without tipping Echevarria
the police are involved.

He hasn't reported
the kidnapping.

Our surveillance intel's got him

using his own
muscle to find her.

Taking matters
into his own hands

could get a lot of people hurt.

He knows law
enforcement's involved,

and he didn't drop the dime.

He'll figure out
he's being watched.

Description of the
Echevarria girl's car.

RONNIE: Not like we
can put out an APB

if we need to keep
this on the down low.

My best recommend to start
with the local chop shops.

See if anyone's trying
to unload her Nissan.

Let's pull all the files on car
thefts for the last six months.

Suspects, arrest
records, similar M.O.'s.

Got it.

Your surveillance
come up with any intel

on the kind of muscle
Echevarria's traveling with?

Four guys, Cuban and Jamaican.
Armed, long list of priors.

When's this meet with denim
dude supposed to go down?

Blez's jet gets into
Van Nuys around 6.

Assuming our Cuban
doesn't cancel the meet.

VIC: That doesn't give us a
whole hell of a lot of time.

Let me say it again.
Echevarria gets a whiff of police

anywhere near this,
he will get spooked and bolt.

Understood.

You drop the bomb that Olivia
is in Pezuela's blackmail box.

Now she's walking us
into a sketchy case

with out-of-town players?

You think she's setting us up?

We gotta assume that she's
gonna give Pezuela a heads-up.

Then maybe he decides
to strike first.

Or maybe you're
just being paranoid

and this is exactly
what she says it is.

A random street crime
that could possibly wreck

a high-profile ICE collar.

Either way,
we gotta watch our backs.

I pulled the most recent.

Chop shop on Manzanita
specializes in stolen parts

for Japanese street racers.

We'll start there. Ride with me.

SHANE: We didn't get a chance to
finish our earlier conversation.

You were about to explain
what's more important

than keeping our families safe.

Nothing.

Well, then settle this beef
between the Armos and Mexis.

Just let Pezuela have
whatever it is that he wants.

Just get us off
the hook already.

I can't do that.

If you think you're
gonna use this box

to squeeze your way into
keeping some detective career...

Look, I don't have to remind you

of the bad shit we've
been responsible for.

You're the one who
wrote it all down.

Yeah, well,
that was Bad Shit Volume l.

The next installment has
Ronnie doing Zadofian's murder.

And since we're being
honest about things,

it means we're all
blood brothers now.

[SIGHS]

Pezuela's a scorpion.

Now, he can and will
unleash a level of violence

and corruption in Farmington
that'll turn this place

into little Mexico City.

I can't let that happen.

I don't trust anyone
else to stop him,

including Robbery-Homicide.

If it's not Pezuela
shitting on the streets,

it's going to be
some other asshole.

Putting Pezuela away

is a down payment on me being
able to live with myself.

Now,
if you can't understand that,

at least respect it.

[TIT]

CLAUDETTEI Dutch.

I got a call from Beth lnsardi,
wanting to know if I was

deliberately ducking subpoenas
on the Kleavon Gardner trial.

Subpoenas which you have been intercepting.
I wanna know why.

Captain,
you've been busy and I thought...

It was my call.

Uh, Danny was just
following my instructions.

Give us a minute.

Apparently,
Kleavon is defending himself pro se

in his murder trial.

And I... I just didn't
think you needed the stress

of being drawn into that circus.

Because of my illness?

Your last encounter with
him landed you facedown

on the stairs and
in the hospital.

Does Danny know why you had her
running interference for me?

Course not.
Cops duck subpoenas all the time.

As far as she's concerned,
we were sparing you

some unnecessary aggravation.

I can handle my own affairs.

This guy's had it in for
you from the beginning.

He killed a woman who looked
like you just to make his point.

I want this prick to get
the justice he deserves.

And if it means
giving a deposition...

Kleavon is a confessed
serial killer

facing the death penalty.

What better way to
spend his final days

than lobbing shit balls at you?

Let's not humor him.

He's coming in this afternoon.

I'll get it over with.

Fine.

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

RONNIE: See if this guy's
part of the chop shop.

Yo.

Got a rabbit. Got a rabbit.

Hey, watch it.

[HORN HONKS]

[HORN HONKS]

Ronnie, get in front of him.

We're moving to intercept.

[HORN HONKS]

[HORN HONKS]

Get out of the car,
let me see your hands. Get out.

Get out, get out. Get down.

Don't move.

Llewellyn Wang?

Farmington Grand Prix means
you know why we're here.

I had nothing to do with
it, man.

I never even heard of
this missing chick.

[YELPS]

Where's the girl? I don't know.

Neither did those dead homeys

but those gusanos
kacked them anyway.

You lost me.

We was kicking.

I went out back to take a leak,

and that's when the
shit jumped off.

What kind Of Shit?

Four Caribbean dudes showed
up, man.

Sweating everybody about some
Cuban girl they looking for.

My friends were like,
"What the hell you talking about?"

Dudes went at 'em
with knives and shit.

You're gonna take us to where
this gangster party went down.

The back. There.

Vic.

RONNIE: Zorro wannabe?

From this angle,
I'm reading an N.

Missing girl's name was Noelle.

They weren't wishing him
an early merry Christmas.

We are on the record
in the matter of.

People v. Kleavon Kwame Gardner.

The witness has been sworn in.
All parties present

have been advised this
deposition is being videotaped.

Please state your name.

Claudette Wyms.

Would you describe your
relationship to the defendant?

I investigated the
murders you committed

and arrested you for them.

You say I committed
these murders.

What you are expressing is a
personal, very biased opinion.

Enjoy this charade
while you can.

Because you are gonna
be sentenced to death

for the murders
of Pauline Walker,

Mary Simpson, Lana Gregory

and all those women you
killed back in Texas-.

At any point during
investigation,

did you interrogate any
other suspects besides me?

I didn't have to.

So you made up your
mind from the jump.

Which means that this
so-called investigation

is really just a exercise
in closed-mindedness.

Mr. Gardner, the purpose of a
deposition is to ask questions.

Not put words in
the witness's mouth.

I'm just trying to see how
she developed this theory.

Accusing a black man
when everybody knows

that serial murder is
a white man's crime.

Shade's got nothing
to do with it.

The evidence pointed
overwhelmingly

to you and only you.

And let's not forget
you confessed.

We've got it on videotape.

Are you currently taking
any prescribed medication?

Don't answer.
That's completely irrelevant.

Have you ever seen this before?

Let the record show I am
holding a prescription bottle

recovered from a trash barrel

at Miss Wyms' home.

Label reads:

Corticosteroid,

Three refills.
Patient's name, Claudette Wyms.

You son of a bitch.

[DOGS BARKING]

Echevarria's crew

conducting a Q&A about
his missing little girl.

What's the next move?

Ronnie and Julien are out

talking to the local
shot-callers on the DL.

Los Mags, One-Niners,
Spookstreet.

There's a
get-out-of-jail-free card

for anyone who dimes the car.

Hollered at a buddy of
mine in Robbery-Homicide.

Third carjacking in a month
involving sexual assault.

So M.O.
is they steal a fresh whip,

take it and mommy
for a joy ride.

Every boy's dream twofer.

SHANE: ICE surveillance capture
any of this on videotape?

They're focused on Echevarria.

All you should be thinking about
right now is finding this girl.

I don't need you or anybody else
managing my thought process.

I think maybe we should
have a talk with Deena.

Doesn't feel like her stilo.

No. But grand theft auto,
she knows all the players.

And we need all the
information we can get.

We'll be in touch.

Deena.

[GUN COCKS]

[GUNSHOTS]

[DOGS BARKING]

[MOUTHING WORDS]

[YELPS]

Put the gun down. Drop the gun.

Drop the gun, goddamn it.

You stupid bitch.

Goddamn it, Deena.

Sorry.

Now, were you taking
this steroid medication

at the time of my interrogation?

You are way over the line.

Goes to her state of mind.

Now, my reading of the law books
says that this is relevant.

Were you on drugs at the time

of this alleged
confession you mentioned?

Please keep in mind
you are under oath.

I need a bathroom break.

Not surprised.

Goddamn it.

Now, frequent urination is
one of the less dangerous

side effects of this stuff.

Claudette.

Okay, okay.
You need to shut this down right now.

He's entitled to
conduct discovery.

What is she on meds for?

You need to talk to her.
How serious?

She doesn't need her medical
history to become an issue.

I could get the judge
to seal the transcripts.

They'll be unsealed
when this goes to trial,

used to attack her
credibility in all cases.

That's our system, isn't it?

All right, who is this guy?

Just a guy I've been
working with lately.

Accomplice, in other words.

I came back from a run
and I found him like that.

Busted out the shotgun when
I heard you rolling up.

I did say sorry, right?

People responsible are looking
for a silver Nissan 300.

You know anybody who
traffics in a load like that?

Could've been anyone.
There's a lot of demand for Jap cars.

The jackers have been
targeting females.

They grab the car,
help themselves to the cooch.

You know anyone who
rolls like that?

Ghost Town Piru's been
boosting for initiation lately.

So has Hollis Lane.

I liked him.

He could've been the one.

We were talking about
getting out of the game.

I'd think about
sticking to that plan,

even without him.

You became quite ill during
my interrogation, as I recall.

Disoriented,
unsteady on your feet.

It was not serious.

Well, you started bleeding
heavily from your nose.

Had to leave the room.

I saw you fall down
a flight of stairs.

Or don't you remember that?

Sixty milligrams.

That's a high dosage of
a very powerful drug.

INSARDI: You're not
a medical expert.

Well, I'm not a lawyer
either, but the court says

I am competent enough
to argue my case.

Are you aware some
of the side effects

of long-term
steroid use include:

"Confusion, hallucination,
paranoia, psychosis"?

Do you suffer from any
of these side effects?

No.

Just before you were taken ill,

before the blood started
pouring out of your nose,

you had told me that
my sister Fatima...

I'm reading from
the transcript here.

"Was found strangled
and dumped in an alley."

But that wasn't the
case, was it?

It's a standard interview
tactic used to mislead a suspect

with disinformation in
order to get the truth.

Was that a tactic or were
you having a hallucination?

Because I saw Fatima downstairs
a little while later.

INSARDI: What you're doing is
more prejudicial than probative.

I don't know what that means.

It means that you're gonna stop

this irresponsible
line of questioning.

I was told by this woman

that my sister
had been murdered.

I was overcome with grief.

I might've said some
things I didn't mean

because I wasn't
in my right mind.

Now, if my emotional distress

was caused by a
mentally-disturbed person

on drugs, that's something
the jury needs to know.

You attack my
credibility all you want.

It still won't get you off,

not with all the other
evidence we got against you.

Evidence collected

by a heavily medicated
police detective

in a station now
under the command

of that same paranoid,
delusional psychotic,

who's now been
promoted to captain.

You gotta ask
yourself how credible

that evidence really is.

Can we go off the record?

You are putting on quite a show.

Thank you.

You think you're gonna get
acquitted, think again.

You're gonna go down for
those murders no matter what.

Might as well take some
folks down with me.

Or not.

It all depends.

On what?

I want the death
penalty off the table.

CLAUDETTE: You drag me
through the mud all you want.

I'm gonna live to watch you die.

Word of your unstable
mental condition gets loose,

they'll have you out the door

faster than you can
say Mark Fuhrman.

Job you're in,
it's all about credibility.

You deserve the same fate

as all those women
you put in the ground.

I'm a different man now.

Fallen in love with a woman

that I've been in correspondence
with since my incarceration.

I'm looking forward to spending

the rest of my
natural life with her.

Even more reason to put
you down like a sick animal

now that you got
something to lose.

Another potty break?

[DOOR OPENS]

You're not gonna cave
in to this stunt.

Slightest whiff of doubt,

juries back off capital
punishment in a heartbeat.

There is no doubt.
He's got a story to tell.

Don't do this, Beth.

It's not your call to make.

I gotta use your phone,
run this past the bosses.

WOMAN: Lyor Chotzen
left a message.

He'll meet you at Los Perditos.

Thanks.

Chotzen, the FBI profiler

who worked the Kleavon
Gardner case for you?

Yeah, with Kleavon back in the
house, got me thinking

I should talk to Chotzen about
the Lloyd Denton shooting.

We already went
at that brat once.

You keep him in here,
his mom's gonna figure out

you suspect him as
Jack the Ripper, Jr.

See, that's where you're wrong,
I'm not trying to arrest him.

I'm just trying to help him.

You wanna beat a dead
horse, do your thing.

I've got enough paperwork
to wipe my ass for a year.

Hey, Vic,
did you sign that document for me?

The quit claim on
paternity for Lee.

Oh, I haven't had a
chance to read it.

Could you make the time?
My lawyer wants to file it.

What's the rush? [DOOR BUZZES]

I just wanna get it done, okay?

What now?

Cassidy's been suspended from school.
I give up.

Suspended for what?

She and her friends were at
some pimps-and-hos party.

All the girls had
to wear lingerie.

Pimps-and-hos?

Yeah, some kid posted their
pictures on the Internet.

These girls were dressed
in their underwear

traipsing around in front of the boys.
It was revolting.

VIC: Where's Cass now?

Home.

There were drugs involved.

Jesus Christ.

She wouldn't even have admitted
to me it if I hadn't threatened

to drag her down here
for a urine test.

What kind of drugs?

Ecstasy.
She claims it was her first time.

Okay, who gave it to her?

She won't tell me.
I just don't know what else to do.

I sure as hell do.
Who organized this party?

I'm not sure,
but I spoke to one of the other mothers

and she said it was at this
boy Mickey Dightman's house.

There are pictures of him

on the same website,
and he's smoking a joint.

All right, listen, I got this.
I'll call you later, okay?

Unintentional or not,

that was live ammo
Deena directed our way.

No way Olivia could've
orchestrated that.

So if Deena would've
blown our brains out,

you telling me that would've
just been dumb luck?

This Cuban's one-day
body count's gonna

cut our car-theft
numbers in half.

But I want him in custody
or on a plane back to Miami.

You need to decide how
much collateral damage

you're willing to accept to
preserve this ICE investigation.

The sooner we get
the missing girl,

the sooner the streets settle down.
Tick-tock.

JULIEN: Hey, Vic.

Unis took a statement from a
domestic victim in Observation.

We should follow up.

Couples counseling isn't
on my to-do list right now.

Her boyfriend's a gangbanger.
Priors for car theft.

And he was bragging to someone

about running a
train on some Latina.

What set's the BF claiming?

Ghost Town Piru.

[WHISPERS] Ghost Town Piru.

[SOBBING]

I can take a beatdown about
as tough as any bitch.

But I'm done.

This nigga came home
smelling like badussy.

I asked him,
"What's up with that?"

He talking how I
must be on crack.

Only then I hear him
loud-talking to his boy

about how they was
running Alabama Anaconda

up in ole girl all clay long.

Happen to mention if
ole girl was Cuban?

Cuban, Mexican,
it's all reggaeton to me.

I told him you think a sister
gonna be 'bout it, 'bout it,

when he got taco stank
up on his black ass.

Think again.

Gave me the fist.

Girl's gotta draw
a line somewhere.

Any idea where he is right now?

He's probably at his job.
He work around the way.

You know, stealing cars.

I've been dreaming about
tacos for the last two weeks.

Hard to come by in Beijing.

You over there on vacation?

Paid consultant to the
People's Republic of.

Thirty-seven dead females
autopsied pre-mortem.

Wow. Yeah.

Chinese law enforcement
is strangely proud

to finally have one of their
own up on the world stage

alongside John Wayne Gacy
and Andrei Chikatilo.

What's the profile?

Organized killer, male, 20s.

But with a billion Chinese,

they're looking for a
needle-dick in a haystack.

What about you?

I got a suspect, a kid.
Shot an intruder.

You wouldn't be talking to me
if this was a one-time thing.

Not sure, it's not something
I wanna be wrong about.

He's 16,
no obvious killer symptoms.

What about the
obvious precursors?

No arson,
cruelty to animals or bed-wetting

that I know about.

What's got your
antennae twitching?

I think he killed
him just t0 kill.

And if he can do that at 16,
what's he gonna be doing at 25?

Want me to talk to him?

Prove me right, prove me wrong.

I just need to know
what I'm dealing with.

Don't let him know you're a cop.

I need him to think

that I've moved off the
criminal investigation.

You bet.

So what? You gonna show me
those ink blotch things,

ask me what I see?

If you want.
Mostly I'm here to listen.

I sat in this room
for like 97 hours

answering the same questions

over and over and over again.

I'm pretty talked out.

DUTCH: That was a
police investigation.

This is an opportunity for you
to conduct one of your own.

Into your feelings.

I'm gonna give you some
room, keep your mom company.

Can I get you anything to drink?
Water, tea?

Oh, no, thank you.

I wonder if I should
be up there with him.

This therapy works best when
you're talking to a stranger.

Easier to vent those
feelings to a blank screen,

rather than to someone who
knows everything about you.

Makes sense. I don't know the
first thing about psychiatrists.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

How's, um...? How's Lloyd been
doing since all this happened?

Surprisingly well,
under the circumstances-.

Not acting out?
Anger, depressed?

No.

Has he wet his bed,
anything like that?

No, my son is 16.

Only reason I ask,
sometimes the body wants to, uh,

rid negative feelings the way
it does other waste products.

No, Lloyd's never
had that problem.

How long is he going
to be up there?

All these shrinks seem to think
an hour's 50 minutes long, so...

[CHUCKLES]

Maybe I will have that tea.

Silver Nissan 300 parked inside.
Three guys downstairs.

One guy up in the loft
poking on something.

I'm guessing that's our girl.

All right, Ronnie, nice work.
Come on down.

Kick down the door,
guns drawn, badges out,

Noelle's gonna know it was
the police to the rescue.

Yeah, so will big poppa.

That's why we'll make it look
like a robbery by a rival gang.

Choreograph it so
the girl escapes.

JULIEN: No disrespect.

The only set you guys can
claim is Aryan Nation.

No, no, I got an idea.

Only I'm gonna need you
to sell it to Claudette.

Coming from any of
us, it'll be a no-go.

Done.

[DIALING PHONE]

It's questionable tactics,

high risk to my
personnel and civilians.

The fresh hell you're proposing

must have come from
the mind of Mackey.

This operation's got a
high degree of difficulty.

We're running out of time and
I don't have a better idea.

I sign off on this
insanity, here are my terms.

Bring the pain.
Echevarria's hit squad

gets charged here in Farmington
ahead of any federal case.

I need a win after the shit rain
these bastards caused today.

Okay. And any blowback

from Vic Mackey's
voodoo law enforcement

is on you.

[SIREN WAILS DISTANTLY]

How am I supposed to trust you

after the shit you
pulled with my Escalade?

Wanna feel those fine leather
seats on your ass again or not?

No one will see your face.
You won't wear your colors.

No one except the
people in this room

will know you were involved.

It's bad enough we
down with One Time,

but taking flight on
a band of brothers...

Spare me the
Pan-African bullshit.

You guys are out there killing
each other all clay, every clay.

You get a little
taste of black pussy,

and now you an expert on Africa?

Streets is watching, homey.

We supposed to be
strapped, right?

You can take your own heaters.

But just for show. No ammo.

Officer Lowe will be embedded
with you and he'll be armed.

The rest of us will cover
you from the perimeter.

Our targets have been
on the bong all day.

You go in fast and hard,
they won't know what hit 'em.

No one gets hurt.

I mean, now that we
undercover brothers now,

don't you think we
need to be deputized?

You know,
make this shit official.

VIC: All right.
Raise your right hands.

Now do this while you do this.

[ALL GROAN]

She's great.
She's like Supermom.

You know, she's like a mom
and clad rolled all into one.

It's just...
I feel like I let her down.

See how he's shifting the focus
away from him to his mother?

Consciousness of guilt?

Possibly.

I don't know, I should've like

dove headfirst through
the window to get away.

I'd like you to close...

See, I gave him a guided

image-transference
exercise here.

Now watch what he does.

Tell him what you were feeling
when you pulled the trigger.

This is...
This is on you, you stupid shit.

And this is all your fault-.

Only I'm the one messed up over
it and I don't even know you.

Blaming the victim
to generate sympathy.

Yeah, but he's also speaking
to his own shadow-self.

Could be interpreted as
an admission of guilt.

CHOTZEN: ls there anything
else you'd like to say to him?

LLOYD: Yeah, I'm sorry.

I'm just... I'm really sorry.

[SIGHS]

Affect and emotional responses

are consistent with
post-traumatic stress.

Remorse, grief, guilt, anger.

What if it's all an act?

Then we're dealing
with a sociopath

with a well-constructed
mask of sanity.

But the stats are against it.

Most serial killers
don't come online

until they're in
their 20s or 30s.

You think I'm pissing
in the wind here?

There's something
off with this kid.

I just can't tell
you what it is.

Death penalty's off the table.

Contingent on you pleading
guilty to all charges

and stipulating to
life without parole.

I can live with that.

If there's a God in heaven,

you'll catch a
shank to the throat

choke to death on
your own blood,

miserable and alone.

When I get back to my cell,

I'll call my girl,
pop the question.

We all understand
what we're doing here?

Look, ain't no thing.
This is how we ride 24/7, my nig.

Throw it out, now.

Just trying to cover
up the smell of bacon.

Hey, do what he says, homey.

Look, I need your mind
right on this one.

And I'm trying to
hang on to this car.

Okay, Vic,
we're all in position.

All right, let's get this done.

Wes, wes, y'all.

Hey, my man, how you doing?

Hey, look, how much I gotta drop

if I wanna floss the load
with sprewells on dubs?

Burnout. Burnout.

[TIRES SQUEAL]

Don't move, stay down.
Stay down, stay! Hey, come on.

[ALL CLAMORING]

BURNOUT: Yo, black,
where the scrilla and the cush at?

My man asked you a question.

Hey. Hey, look, load up them rims.
Load 'em up.

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHIMPERING]

Pull 'em out.

[GRUNTS]

Get dressed, bitch.

♪ Anything goes ♪

♪ I got boys in the hood ♪

JULIEN: Yo, look at what I found.
Ha-ha.

Oh, sugar walls found
us some new BBC.

Let me see what I'm
working with here.

Stupid nigger,
you denting the rims.

BURNOUT: Let me hit that.

That's money.
That's money over there.

Let me crack that bitch.
Come on, man, let me crack her.

[WHIMPERING]

Help me, please. You okay?

GO, go:

[TIRES SQUEAL]

VIC: Danny's got the girl.

All right, move in, move in.

[GUN COCKS]

[ALL CLAMORING]

VIC: Hands in the air.

Head down on the ground.
On the ground right now.

You stay where you're at.

♪ What you do with that bag? ♪

Counselor,
a moment of your time.

I understand you're
an attorney now.

Not sure if that's a step up
or step down from doing murder.

You got jokes.

Was wondering if you'd
be willing to help me out

on another matter.

What's in it for me?

Spoken like a true lawyer.

So this 16-year-old kid has
got himself into a situation.

I could use your expertise,
help me figure out

what I'm dealing with.

Or I could just ship you back
to County in time for dinner.

I'm just... I'm really sorry.

If anybody reached out to
you when you were his age

with an arsenal of
help and understanding,

you think you might've
channeled your energies

in a different direction?

Don't get it twisted, man.

Everybody's born into this world
with their own set of gifts.

You grow up, find what you're
good at and you roll with it.

It's why you're a cop and
I took a different path.

We all gotta ride or die

with what the good Lord
meant for us to do.

You, me and him.

So if killing is this kid's shot in
life, there's no stopping it.

Sure there's stopping it.
You all stopped me, didn't you?

All it takes is a pair of cuffs
and a cage to throw him in.

Yeah, he's got the look.
I seen it before.

Where?

In the mirror.

Which one of you fine young
men is Mickey Dightman?

What do you want?
Hands behind your back, Mickey.

Hey. Hey, what's going on?

I'm taking you in for questioning.
Screw!

What did I do?

That's what you're gonna tell
me, big pimpin'.

And you better not
leave out a thing.

You can't arrest me for smoking.

A picture doesn't
prove anything.

I can arrest you for scratching
your tiny little nuggets.

By the time you're
done with booking,

fingerprints, mugshots,
transport to juvie,

it'll be 18 hours before they
release you to Mommy and Daddy.

They're gonna love being
in and out of court rooms

for the next year,
trying to clear their baby boy.

So who supplied the drugs?

I brought one joint with me.

Where did you get it?

There's a weed patch behind the school.
It grows wild.

What about the ecstasy?

I don't do ex.

That's not what I asked you.

Who brought it to the party?

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

I need a name.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

VIC: What?

Kid's father's here.

Can you give me a second?

Vic, he's a juvenile.
He has to have a parent present.

What's going on here?
Are you okay?

Your son is involved in
a drug investigation.

I had to make sure he was
in a secure environment

for his own safety before
I could notify you.

You are involved with drugs?

VIC: Marijuana and ecstasy.

If you can get him to cooperate,
it'll go a lot easier on him.

Mickey, you tell this man
what he wants to know.

Now.

Th-this girl in my grade...

Okay, the pimps-and-hos
thing was her idea.

She planned everything,
scored the ex.

The only thing
Cassidy asked me to do

was put together a mix
tape and a couple mashups.

Look, you've always
been the logical one,

I see the whole picture.

With what you did to
Lem center-foreground.

And I always know where
you're coming from.

Look, I'm appealing
to your good judgment.

Even if I know I will forever
be on the wrong end of it.

You got that right.

Vic is gonna land you,
me and him in jail

for the rest of our lives if he
keeps going in this direction.

Well, he's doing what it
takes to protect his family.

That's only one part
of the equation.

The other math goes like this.

Vic takes down someone who's
done worse deeds than him

it balances accounts for Terry.

In that big old box of sins
God keeps on all of us.

I don't believe in God.
Oh, you will.

Because praying's the
only thing that gets you

out of a jail cell twice a week.

Hey, look.

Vic still thinks the
world's worth fixing

and he's the only
one that can do it.

Now, you and me,
we're not like that.

This joint's broke for
good, and we both know it.

And taking down
Pezuela will not make

one goddamn bit of
difference on the streets.

Now, he'll listen to you.

Get him to settle this beef.
Hand over the box.

Give everybody a moment's peace.

[SIGHS]

You may hate me,

but you know what I'm saying.

You know what's right.

Short of a confession,
I'm not gonna make this case.

I can't sweat one out of him

without alerting the
mother he's a suspect.

In which case,
she circles the wagons

around her sweet
teen killing machine.

Sounds like you've done
everything you can.

What if everything I've
learned in my career,

everything I've been through,

is meant to bring me to
this exact place in time?

This kid, this case.

CLAUDETTE: What happened to the
higher power who put you here?

Why wasn't he there to stop
Lloyd from pulling the trigger?

I mean,
who's the better detective?

Someone who arrests the bad guy
after he's killed 30 people?

Or the one who prevents
30 murders from happening

in the future?

None of us can see the future.

We can give it a shove
in the right direction.

Hey, uh, sorry your
deposition went sideways.

In retrospect, burying those subpoenas
was, uh, prudent.

Kleavon would've tracked
you down sooner or later.

What's the final word?

Insardi cut the deal,
she gave me the only deposition tape.

She protected me.

DA's locking in the
best win they can.

It's not just about
protecting you.

Yeah, well, this is the shape
of things to come for me.

More a liability
every passing day.

What were you just saying
about seeing the future?

All I have to do is
look at the present.

If Kleavon can suss this out,

what happens when a
real lawyer decides

to tear me apart
on some other case?

You're not a lead
detective anymore.

All you have to do is
manage people here.

Is that what I do now?

Dodged a few bullets today.

Literally.

Just don't know which
side Olivia's on.

Which makes sleeping tonight
as rough as it was last night.

I'm not putting my head on a
pillow until I know for sure.

Shane wants me to have

the come-to-Jesus
conversation with you about...

About ending the war,
turning over the box.

I figured he'd piss in your ear.

He makes sense.
He's got a point.

We can stop this all now.

I can't give back
something I don't have.

Aceveda's in
possession of the box.

And he ain't giving
it back to you and me

so we can get cuddly
with the Armenians.

Besides, if Olivia's been
ratting us out to Pezuela,

we've got even bigger problems.

This stays between us.

It was stand-up of Dutch

to take responsibility
for the subpoena-gate.

But I want you to know...
Old business.

I'm...

[CHUCKLES]

I'm not well.

But I'm not done
here yet either.

I, uh...
I need someone I can count on.

Backstop me full-time,
catch my mistakes.

Anything you need,
just say the word.

How would you like to
be reassigned to me

on a permanent basis?

[CHUCKLES]

From tuna boat to goddess duty?

That would work for me.

How much do you
know about lupus?

And we believe this boy?

He was telling the truth.

What are we supposed to do?

Handcuff Cassidy to the
bedpost till she's 21?

If we have to.

She can learn about consequences
the hard way like these people.

CORRINE: Don't say that.

That's not the future I want
for our daughter either.

She's a good kid.
She just took a wrong turn.

She's gotta start
acting like a good kid.

I better go.

Hey, hey,
I know how to deal with this, okay?

My lawyer wants to
know where we are

with that quit claim.

Tell him I'm not signing it.

Wait a minute, we agreed.

Maybe in your head.

You have no idea what it
takes to raise a child.

I knew what I was doing
when I decided to keep Lee.

You were never a
part of that plan.

I might not have been
part of the plan,

but I was 50 percent
of the execution-.

You wanna see Lee have
a good upbringing?

Stay out of his life and
sign the damn document.

Hey, just because you've decided

that me being the
father's a shitty idea

does not mean I'm gonna get
behind the even shittier idea

of abandoning my son.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

My mom's in the shower. Good.

'Cause you and I need to talk.

We both know it was your plan
all along to kill Luis Alvarez.

You convinced him to
break into your house.

You shot him,
made sure you had an airtight story

so you could go
out and kill again.

Because that's
what gets you off.

Might even think you're
gonna get away with it again.

But I'm not gonna
let that happen.

[DOOR OPENS]

Dutch?

Why do you keep
calling him that?

Because he's been
so helpful to us.

Am I interrupting something?

No.

Actually,
Dutch just came by to let us know

that the investigation's
officially closed.

Oh.

Yeah. It's all behind us.

What a relief.

[SIGHS]

♪ With all the evil I've clone ♪

VIC: Hands where I can see 'em.

Drop that.

Wanted some
late-night alone time,

could've invited
me for a cocktail.

Afed with benefits
isn't on my get-list.

Well, how about that drink?

Already checked your well.
You don't stock my pour.

Which is?

Surprising.

You already know
everything else about me.

I found that by your bedside.

OLIVIA: Girls need
nighttime reading too.

How long has Pezuela
had his hooks in you?

You know all the
twists and turns.

Do I?

[SIGHS]

I got a federal warrant

on a racketeering
investigation two years ago.

Seized documents in a...
In a bookmaking takedown.

And you made those
documents disappear,

'cause they showed your
brother was in hock

to a cartel-financed casino.

Without motive,

the grand jury dropped the
embezzlement charge against him.

I kept my brother out of jail.

Pezuela followed the
treasure trail to you,

and now you're the
one serving time.

And his Doberman,
Rios, is your warden.

I thought it was a trade-off
that I could live with.

My brother's been putting
his life back together.

And the errands they had me
running, they were minimal.

Record searches, financials.

They want you to get
your fingers really dirty

to set the hook.

[SIGHS]

Rios told me that
I had to arrange

safe passage across the
border for some people.

So I put in for
special-assignment training

down in San Ysidro.

Picked up four illegals.

Played it off like I was taking
them to secondary search,

dropped them at a
safe house instead.

He had you dancing with
coyotes for a night, so what?

The next day,
Rios had me shadowing

the Salvadoran
body-draggings on Kearney.

You think it was done by
the guys you brought over?

Timing's hard to overlook.

And then you gave me that intel
on the Robert Martin shooting.

You couldn't have known.

They weren't coming
here to pick lettuce.

I knew enough.

How much of this
have you fed to Rios?

I've kept you out of the mix.

Because?

Because it...

Because I didn't wanna hurt you.

And at some point,
you're gonna squeeze me for a favor?

I'm in this so deep.

And I don't know how
to get myself out.

You're talking to the right guy.

[DOG BARKING]

[TIT]