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ENTER THE CODE
DEFUSE

How long does it take,
to make a taco?

Had to convince her that I wasn't
I'm from the immigration authorities...

so that the cook came out of the cellar...

What's with that one?

- Ex-con.
- Nonsense.

- What?
- wannabe cop.

- He was rejected.
- Hey, buddy.

Hey buddy.

- Try “dude.”
- Hey, dude!

- You were sitting in Chino, right?
- No, Lompoc.

I say yes, another job
they don't get it.

13-A-6-7,
A-4-59...

silent alarm. Centurion Storage,
Alvarado corner Marathon.

A-6-7, Roger.

13-A-6-7,
Alarm canceled.

- It was probably an overvoltage.
- Shall we check?

Why will you
so restless on quiet nights?

We could meet now
get to know each other better, right?

We can be open and real
talk. Want a hug?

Keep your mouth shut.

You wanted it like this.

Door open, Centurion Storage...

- We need reinforcements.
- Got it.

- Come on.
- 3-1 on the road.

Hey, already
Heard the word “secretly”?

Shut up.

At least they don't know
that we are there. Surprise!

- Ready?
- Yes, ready.

- Come on.
- You are amazing.

- We're breaking up.
- OK.

Hank!

A-6-7, shots!
Shots! Officer needs help!

Under fire, four, five
Suspects on my side.

Hank!

Where are you?

In the large room, near the office.

-Hank!
- I see you!

-Hank!
- It's bulletproof. I'm coming!

Charlie! Behind you!

What?

Behind you!

A-6-7,
my partner has been met!

We need an ambulance.
I have four suspects, armed!

My partner was hit.

All units in L.A.
Officer shot.

Impressive, Montgomery.

You have the goal
missed in the middle.

I did not
shot at the brother.

- And why not?
- He doesn't look suspicious.

A brother of four
surrounded by armed white men.

The man is scared shitless.

Do you want him to tap dance?

Everything's okay, brother.
OK? I'm here.

Feel free to call 110.

Everyone stays clean,
when Montgomery is there.

Where is the problem?

On behalf of the citizens
from Los Angeles...

I hand it over to you
the national flag.

McDuff.

I'm sorry. A good man.

I want to investigate the case.

McDuff takes care of it best
therefore. A complicated thing.

What is complicated?

My partner is dead.
I'll get the pig.

There were stolen computer chips there
worth $800,000...

that we wanted to confiscate.

It was cleared out last night.

I don't care about computer chips.
I want Charlie's murderer.

You're not a detective.
Do your job.

- Good.
- If you interfere...

- you've lost your job.
- OK.

- They'll find him.
- Clear.

Track suspects,
keep visual contact...

until reinforcements come,
to assist in the arrest.

Stop!

Well done, Taylor.

Did you say something?

They said, "Well done, Taylor",
and I just said:

- Can you do it better?
- Let me think.

Watch closely.

Hey, Taylor, are you ready?

- I do that.
- Clear.

I have to show him where to go.

Are you the suspect? Why?

Doesn't matter.

Robbed a bank,
attacking a lady...

insulted my mother?

Just follow me.

Okay, Mr. White Bank Robber.

You are crazy!

They resist arrest.

Don't run away.
Don't run away.

I'm crazy? Only with those
rob the grandmas, huh?

Do you rob banks?
Are you insulting my mother?

And you called me "boy."

For you "Cowboy".

Stop!

Understand.

The system does not tolerate black people
with great skills.

I am the future, you are afraid...

about your jobs!

There were once only white people in the NBA.

That's fine.
Understood. I'm ok.

You're losing a good man.
I am a one-man kung fu team.

OK.

I can do something.

You jerks!

Hank.

- You don't have to go out again.
- No, it's okay.

- Would you like someone to ride with you?
- No. It's OK.

Do you need help?

Ask if I need help
or steal the car?

OK.

Are you stealing the car?

Does it look like I'm stealing it?

- A little.
- Because I'm black?

A white man with his hand in the car...

receives an award.

He's probably just turning off the light.

Ok, driver's license and vehicle license, please.

I'm not showing you anything, you Nazi.

- I'm sorry, what?
- Hey man!

This is my car.

I didn't do anything wrong.

I see it like this...

- You apologize.
- What did you call me?

You do not listen to me.
There's nothing to talk about.

Only if it's with
“Sorry” begins.

You are entering dangerous territory.

Be careful what you say there.

Do you know what I'm saying next?

You are...

a...

damn...

Pig.

- You're under arrest.
- Oh no.

I'm not.
I'm arresting your ass.

I'm arresting you for
illegal arrest.

Hands on the roof! Handcuffs.

Back! I'm warning you.

Warn me?
You can shut up.

Enough, get to the car!

Resistance to state power.

Immediately! To the car!

- Be careful with the car. Freshly polished.
- Chill out!

This is police brutality!

You're making things worse
just your problems.

- Enough of this crap!
- Get off me, man.

Danger!

- What?
- A fat bee is behind you!

I'm not falling for that.

I'm allergic. Does she sting...

I collapse and die.

What? Ignore them
and it doesn't sting.

- Yes. Understood.
- Look! Exactly there.

I will...

Help! He wants to kill me!

- Help! He wants to kill me!
- Get down! I have her.

Do not kill me!

Got her!

He's killing me!

- What you see...
- Look.

...shows Los Angeles
Officer Hank Rafferty...

like him
black man beaten up.

The police are withholding the name...

but we received this photo...

taken after the incident,
the face injured, swollen.

It was a bumblebee.

Officer Rafferty's attack
on the black...

caused an angry reaction
the black community.

Detective McDuff reacted like this:

The police and the prosecutor
take this extremely seriously.

I ask you all...

stay calm
and to trust us.

This is certainly an isolated case.

- It was a bee.
- Get out.

Mr. Montgomery,
this is Detective McDuff...

Lieutenant Washington
and District Attorney Robert Barton.

- Morning.
- Good morning. Call on me.

I'm serious. Fun. OK.

Weren't you on TV yesterday?
Clear. That was you.

- All right, man?
- What's wrong with the face?

An officer attacked me.
What else?

I mean, where are the bruises?

Oh, those. That was an allergy.
Bee stings.

- How was it?
- I'll sit down, okay? Excellent.

You ask so many things
and don't offer me a chair.

What's going on here?

OK.

When he hit me with a club
beaten on the car...

this crazy SA guy allowed...

that fat bumblebee,
almost stabbing me to death.

You know what?
Maybe she was his too.

A trained Aryan killer bee,
that kills black people.

You will do all of that
find out during investigations.

I don't get upset anymore.

- Would you excuse us for a moment?
- Understood.

Thanks.

He can't testify.

- He's unstable. Not to forget...
-Hey.

Who is the lady in the dress
that looks like a monkey?

This is my father.

Good looking man.

I can not believe it.

We'll finish it. That's crazy...

But Rafferty violated his rights.

You won't look away.

Not again.

If we don't pursue it,
riots occur.

Earl, are you working?

Do you have a secure job?

Yes I am working.
On guard duty.

- Ahh.
- Until I go back to the academy.

- Understand.
- You know what?

- Examine...
- Mr. Montgomery...

All allergies aside,
Did Officer Rafferty attack you?

How many times do I have to say it?

Understood. Then get to work.

The court is now in session.
Please sit down.

The State of California
against Hank Rafferty.

Case CV-34259. The judge
Marsha Healy chairs.

Then the bee appeared.
Exactly there. There she is. She is coming.

You can not...

You can see them on film
I can't really see it, but it's there.

OK.

I hit her with my stick.

Then I step on her,
with the heel of my boot.

I missed her.

That's not a good angle.

They claim in the incident
Was there no bumblebee present?

No, I do not do it.

- There was a bumblebee present.
- Oh good.

And birds were chirping.

There were barking dogs.

There was a ground squirrel
that rode on a turtle.

Be careful with ground squirrels.
They ride on everything.

This isn't funny, Mr. Montgomery.

I want justice here.
OK, that man there?

The man threatened and choked me.

He was very violent...

long before there was a bumblebee
or not, sir.

I know the game.

Not the first time,
that I will be stopped because of FOS.

-FOS?
- Driving-Although-Black.

- I strike!
- Can you please?

The defendant please stand.

You are found guilty
found in accordance with the indictment.

They become six months
sentenced to a state prison.

Murphy. OK, move on.

Further.

Are you the cop?
who beat up a black man?

- Who says that?
- That one.

Oh man.

Hey!

Save energy. You'll need it.

- You look cute.
- Go.

Be peaceful or
I'm putting you in solitary confinement.

All right, let's go. You can get out.

- How long was I in here?
- Three months.

Three months later

Congratulations.

They are the graduating class
the third week of August.

Many do it
not two hard days of training.

They are the elite.

Wherever you go,
you belong to this guild.

You have everything you need:

Flashlight.

Pepper spray.

When things get really bad...

a coin holder with money,
to call the police.

Congratulations.

What, you have nothing?

They had a crime scene, evidence.

- And a tattoo.
- Which didn't help us.

- There was nothing in the database.
- This will take a while.

- Oh please...
- My goodness, it's Hank Rafferty...

from the security service.

No gum on the floor, okay?
Otherwise there will be a warning.

Units in District 21,
more cars are on the way.

Suspect, white, blue jacket.

Black, green T-shirt, brown
Pants, fled on foot towards the west.

Excuse me. Ever seen?

4-59. Silent alarm,
A and L Beverages, 18th corner Main.

Forget it.
It was probably an overvoltage.

I have you.

Where is the security guard?

No movement!

What are you doing?

The lights went out
and I couldn't find a switch.

I work in the dark.

That's why I called you.

Lola...

work in the dark
is a serious offense. That causes trouble.

On Wall.

What are you doing to me?

You search to be sure
that you don't have a weapon.

Do you find anything?

- Is that a thong?
- What?

Is that a thong?!

Are you undressing me?

No.

I'll put some music on.

They undress themselves.

Stop, stop, slow down.
Very carefully. Yes, exactly.

I can't get enough of you,
Babe!

Pass those two over there.

- The motherboard.
- Check the boxes.

Got it. Load it on it. Out with it.

We have to check everything.

- Yes, Earl.
- Don't say Earl, say "Officer."

- Oh, all right.
- Yes / Yes.

Will you give it to me now, officer?

Hell yes.

I will arrest you.

You know my style. I like it wild.

- Okay, pass it over.
- No, I have it.

No movement!

Hands up!

What was that?

No movement!

You, back there.

Wait here.
That can be dangerous.

You play this really well,
what, sweetie?

Tell me about a fracture
in Centurion Storage!

- Go to hell.
- Where were you on security duty?

Drop the weapon.

You should have run away
when you still could.

Now you have no chance.

Over there! There he is! Shoot him!

Shoot her!

- Thanks.
- No problem.

- What are you doing here?
- I am working! And you?

Because of you I sat for six months!

Six months?
They only gave you six months?

Damn it, Earl!
That doesn't make me hot!

- What is that?
-Earl Junior.

Likes hanging out with daddy.
Beautiful, is not it?

Get the things! Charge!

- Deck me!
- You are not my boss.

We work for a company.

I have a higher rank,
you cover for me.

- Ok, I'll cover you.
- Come on!

No! My car!

No, not my car!

Shoot that monkey!

How did you call me?

We're leaving now.

Pure!

Come on!

- Out!
- Because I'm black?

You have nothing to do with it.
Is private!

Very private!
I was called "monkey". Come on!

- Get out of here, now!
- Listen, man.

I've been waiting forever,
that shit like this happens.

If you want to shoot me, do it.
Otherwise I'll stay.

They're leaving, man!
Come on! Come on!

Earl?

This lame, ancient,
damn car, man.

We could also push.

- What's wrong with the cart?
- I do not know.

She should be inspected...

but I was the one
last months in prison.

Was way too short.

Pressing myself against the car
and so bad to choke.

You resisted!
I was allowed any violence...

We can argue about this forever.

Luckily they care
Courts about it.

According to the court...

did you beat me up?
like a hillbilly his wife.

Yo, yo, yo!

Oh shit.
So I hide the gun.

Pull over to the right!

The delivery van!

- Pull over!
- Track the car!

- Gun away!
- The delivery van!

- Drop!
- The delivery...

Damn!

If I had held a wallet...

I would have bullets in my butt!

This is ... crap.

Security guard, huh, Hank?

Shame.

- Washington, how are you?
- Better than you.

- All right, man?
- You know how it is.

A little upset. That's all.

So it was like this.

get out of jail,
you were dissatisfied...

so you go see Earl.
It's getting out of control...

Shots are fired and the police can
prevent you from trying...

to run away with him
at gunpoint, right?

Astonishing. They are very, very good.

Wait a moment. That's crazy.
I didn't want revenge.

Shut up! Just shut up!
I've had enough of your lies.

I have a decree
that you are not allowed to approach him.

So I don't care
what you want to say. I need...

Her statement and his butt wanders
back in jail. Morning.

Nothing would make me happier
than seeing him in prison again.

Good.

For the mental anguish...

and the trauma.

He took the club
and turned it around...

so that the handle stuck out,
and boom, right here.

See the little cut,
exactly there? Doesn't matter...

That's why I say incoherent...

I tend to spit it out.
Incoherent crap. Slut!

I apologize.

My doctor says
I'm not getting enough oxygen.

They said pump and breathe.

And it's something like this
like this sneaker.

A strange exercise.

Nothing would make me happier
than seeing him in prison.

- Wait a minute!
- Back up, you bitch!

- Shut up, Hank, I mean it.
- You... The violence.

I'll calm down now.

Unfortunately, certain details are
Your story is a bit strange.

What do you mean by weird?

Hank...

didn't come back for revenge.

- Thanks.
- He wanted to apologize.

- What?
- You wanted to apologize?

The man is talking to you.

Yes.

- And what did you say?
- I...

said I'm sorry.

- What were you sorry for?
- To beat you.

Yes my friend.
That's what I'm talking about here, man.

Hank was in the middle of his
touching apology...

As I saw,
that my warehouse is being robbed.

So we got together,
to catch the criminals.

And we would have caught her,
if they hadn't come.

Excuse me?

Deputy Stupid.
They stopped the wrong car.

- Be careful what you say.
- What are you doing?

Beat me up?
And then push it onto a spider.

- What's up?
- The report.

A 4-59 in the warehouse,
nothing in the van.

We have two bodies.

Prosecutor says self-defense.

- The C and L warehouse on the 18th?
- Yes.

You're not a police officer
behave like that too.

I would like to find something
to book you in. Understood?

Find McDuff and tell him
I want to see him immediately.

Oh yes, we found a naked woman,
who was tied to a lamp.

Lola.

Could you have another one?
to cease and desist?

There it is,
I recognize it again. Great.

Everything should be in there too.

What's up?

OK.

I can not believe it.
Where are the cartridges?

We do not return ammunition.

If you keep them,
then also the gun.

- Understood.
- Give me the gun.

Where is my car?

Pawn shop. 20 blocks high,
seven blocks over.

They expect it to run...

Is there a bus here?
You know what?

You're upsetting my partner.
I'm about to explode...

But you have your boys here.

Hank, that doesn't exist
what he's like, right?

Man, they'll give you your car
definitely back without tires.

You played that well.

Nothing of yours
to say about the case. Strong.

- We'll catch them, right?
- Let me!

Hey, Hank! You know what?

Soon impaired
your hostility to our work.

Listen, man. You only have to...

Why are you running? I want to talk.

Listen! I'm trying,
to stay calm...

because if I strike,
I'll end up in jail.

That would almost be worth it to me.
Do not push it!

- Are you threatening me?
- Exactly! Yes, I'm threatening you!

So, go ahead.

Come on. I could be a professional.

Right hook, left hook.

- Dodge, duck.
- It doesn't work without a network.

Hit him on the ropes.

Hey, where are you going, man?

- Quiet.
- Big Red Truck and Trailer.

Listen, you got a call...

yesterday, because of
Your white van.

We only rent large trucks.

Maybe you can help me.
I'm looking for some buddies.

They rented yesterday
a truck with you.

- Under what name?
- I do not know.

- We have a lot of people here.
- No...

- Listen.
- Give me the phone.

- Where is your office?
- Downtown, Normandy.

South Central? They were white people.

They're just gone. they bought
insurance for Baja.

- Mexico?
- Allegedly.

Thanks.

No problem.

They have a 20 minute lead.

They're probably driving down the 405.

What are you doing?

Stop! Guard duty!

Stop!

security service,
I confiscate the car.

- What have I done?
- Oh, a learner driver, huh?

Lesson twelve: man with a gun,
get your butt out of the car.

- Away!
- Do not shoot.

And do your homework!

Where is the problem?

Hey, man, should I
solve the crime alone?

Incredible.

Big red truck.
We find it easily.

It definitely says so
"Big Red" on it...

in big red letters.

Do you have the file?
seen in Washington's office?

With my sharp,
I read them with my peripheral vision.

- Do you know what I saw?
- What?

One of the papers said:
"CIA Heist".

And?

- Just "CIA".
- That's it?

Hey, I have peripheral vision,
no x-ray vision. Understood?

Apparently this is a real...

complicated spy story.

This is great.

You and me, security guards,
on the move like real cops.

- I was a real police officer.
- You loved it, right?

I wouldn't have given up on it.

Exactly. There is route 1.

Stay on the freeway, it's faster.

They don't want to attract attention.
Hence route 1.

Stay on the freeway. Come on.

- Not!
- Oh shit.

- Hey, come on!
- Highway traffic.

- This way.
- We're in the middle of the street.

What are you doing?!

- Stop it!
- Highway!

What are you doing, Hank?!

Oh shit.

- Damn! Everything OK?
- Yes.

- Damn.
- Hey!

Excuse me.

- You were right about the freeway.
- What?

There! If that
is not a big, red truck.

Yes / Yes.

Gun under the seat.

Hank! Hank!

Hank!

Let me!

- Hey!
- Shoot her, Hank.

Shoot the bitch. He shoots.

I don't shoot anyone. Let him in...

down for a few minutes. No rush.

Nobody is allowed into my truck.

Don't be a sissy. Shoot them!

You Huge, by Jerry Springer
rejected fat ass...

- Come on. Let's go.
- No, man.

Shaq owes
me an apology.

Although, actually...

What's your name?

Brittany.

Oh yes?

Besides a wedding ring you wear
one on each finger.

Do you like catching?
I'm into that. I'd be happy to do it.

Earl. Earl, come on.
Let's get away.

Give me your number, okay?

If you're nice, I'll show you
what a really big truck looks like.

Earl, come now!

- I'm calling.
- The truck is driving.

- I'm coming. Wait.
- Come on!

- Do you think that's them?
- How should I know?

No wait. Wait. No.

I'm sorry.

Earl!

Come on!

Hold on tight!

Swing over!

Oh, my knee!

Oh shit.

Hey, come on! Come on.

- That was intentional.
- Look.

That's why the police could
can't find the car.

How do you hotwire a car?

Sure, since I'm black, I know
how to hotwire a car?

- Do you know it or not?
- Logical.

- But not because I'm black.
- Then do it.

- Get rid of your leg.
- Go ahead.

- Do you see that?
- Sure, go ahead.

OK.

See the sparks
when they touch!

Because the red cable
releases all the energy.

- I do not care.
- Do you see the sparks?

Do you have it?

- How is that? What happens?
- Earl, the windshield wipers are on.

It's probably a 1994 model.
Was the wrong one.

And how is that?

- What is that?
- What the hell?

- Stop it. Stop it!
- Oh, come on.

Someone is on the trailer.
Let's check.

Watch out!

- Go ahead. Go Go.
- Yes.

Let's go!

Oh, crap!

Thanks, Hank.

This is the second time in 20 minutes,
that we end up in the dirt.

Hey, you lie down
with Earl and Hank!

Where is the problem?

Let's look inside the boxes.

Oh, Hank!

Oh, that stinks.

- Oh crap!
- I'm sorry.

Man, this looks like Christmas.

Except for the fish intestines
and orange peels.

Please be pistols.
Please be pistols.

What the hell is that?

This is a beer keg.

That does not make sense.

Yes, if you
putting the parts together.

Which parts?

It is obvious.

The CIA is smuggling alcohol...

to the cities
to subjugate black people.

Hey, do you actually believe that crap?
that comes out of your mouth?

I'm never quite sure
before I finished.

Are they all barrels?

Yes. Nash. We have a problem.

Apparently we have a...

completely normal
$22 draft of beer...

but it's too easy.

- Must be light beer.
- Way too easy.

Not even a pound and a half.
Let's take a look inside.

Yes, it's pretty empty.

A double wall?
What's hidden in between?

We can take a look.

Put on your glasses, boys,
or you will go blind.

The cutting torch is burning
at 2,000 degrees...

so let's have the peach can
open it up.

Incredible.

She's as cold as ice.

Wonderful.

Get a room!

What we have here is a...

Area 51 high-tech
Space alloy.

It weighs almost nothing
repels heat immediately...

and is resilient
against the use of violence.

Is that worth anything?

Yes, millions!

That's exactly why I want...

that you both take this
and take you out of my business.

I don't want to die yet...

and exactly for this kind of crap
people are killed.

Thanks.

We hide the car,
until we know more.

- Who owns the garage?
- A guy like that. Doesn't matter.

No, the garage belongs
not any guy. There is no power device.

Let's go.

Hank, on the box
it says your name.

Does it belong to your girlfriend?

Do me a favour!
Please stay out of it!

Take a look.
You must have been abandoned, right?

All right, let me guess.

She left you,
because you hit her.

No. Ironically
she left me...

because I was convicted,
to have beaten someone up.

Me?

Just keep going, man.
Hank, I'm just saying...

I think that's why you're like that,
how you are.

Hanky doesn't get any love.

I like going in there...

and fix it.

- No, you've done enough.
- Seriously, I want this.

Earl Montgomery makes love,
he doesn't just talk.

Wait a minute.
So I understand that correctly.

Don't say you'll tell Denise...

that I never hit you
and innocently sat in prison?

Naturally.

But we both know that you
got what you deserve.

Denise.

Hope they keep us
not for burglars.

She is not at home.

Denise has
a pretty housemaid.

- I'm sorry, what?
-Earl...

This is Denise. Hey.

- What do you want?
- I just want to talk.

- Talk?
- Yes.

Or lie?
There is a difference.

- I have always been honest.
- Clear.

You didn't say
that you beat up black people.

Oh, be careful. She's funny.

Yes. She's in charge here.

Hey, can you be quiet for a moment?
Thanks.

- I told you...
- Yes, it was the bumblebee.

- Yes.
- You lied.

Lies, lies.
Lies lead to more lies.

But you say the same thing. Keep going.

I didn't beat anyone up!
I'll prove it.

I supposedly have this man
attacked. All right, Earl.

- Hi.
- Do not you have anything to say?

Oh, exactly.

She is black.
You never said that.

Did I attack you?
or not?

He beat me up badly.

- What?
- I don't lie to my sister.

No, you... ...!
I won't put up with that!

Hey! Let him. Stop it. Get out.

- Get lost!
- Out!

- Henry, get out!
- You too. Out.

- But...
- Out!

Maybe the violence will work
then go again.

Get out.

Listen, man. Wait.
Why are you mad now, man?

Look, stop it, man.
It's not my fault. OK?

- You said she's white.
- No.

You didn't say
that she is black.

- Is that a difference?
- A large.

If I had said
you didn't hit me...

I would
approve of interracial couples.

And I don't condone that.

Ok, that's it.
Don't you leave immediately...

You do not want to
threaten your partner!

I'm not your partner!

I had one!
I would have died for him!

I have to be careful with you
not to shoot!

Wait a minute! That's it.
Now I'm angry.

If you run away, I'll arrest you.

OK? And we both know...

that you refuse an order.

- You have something in your teeth.
- Where? Here?

Now you can say
I would have hit.

- Hi.
- '78 Plymouth Volare.

- Can I see your driver's license?
- Clear.

Are you kidding me?

I had something in my teeth?

I'm telling you, that was trust
and now it's gone.

Earl, what do I have to do?

I wanted to get Earl Jr.
I won't leave without my baby.

Get your cart
and we go our separate ways.

That's my car.
Do I get the keys?

I'm looking for your papers, sir.

Take a look.
What do we have here?

How are you, Miss Dolly?

- Good.
- Oh yes, that's you.

Do you have handcuffs with you?

- Are you turning her on?
- Clear.

What was that crap?
about mixed couples?

I am strict and aggressive
against any mixed couples...

if the man is white.

Sweetness...

would you like some chewing gum?

They say five out of five dentists
recommend this stuff.

Thanks.

Get your stuff out of my car
and get out of here!

Miss Darling, how come
I get my car out here?

Please be patient.

Patience.

- No movement!
- Get on the ground, now!

Damned. Damn.

Yes / Yes. I give up!

Yes Yes Yes!

No, don't give up.
Hop in.

- Stop!
- To the back!

- What am I doing?
- Steal a police car.

I'll save your ass again,
even though you hit me.

- Again.
- OK. I'm sorry. Thanks.

Damn.

- Apology accepted.
- We're even. Drive!

- Don't ever hit me again.
- Come on!

Danger. Automobile!

Forklift, on my side.

Forklift!

I can do it!

Yes...

- Good this way.
- Caution!

Caution!

One way street!

- Hey!
- I see it.

You hit me
and I didn't kill you...

I'll spare you,
save your ass.

- I'm going to heaven.
- Fence!

Quiet, Hank. I am blessed.

What are you doing now?

NAME SEARCH
HANK RAFFERTY

I don't know it.

You'll get in a lot of trouble.

Yes / Yes.

Turn here. Turn!

Turn here, turn here!

Turn!

I love car washes.

White, foamy water above you.
Sponges flutter in the wind.

For a child in the ghetto, that is
like a vacation in Hawaii.

- They are looking for us with a wanted notice.
- Us? Why me?

The shooting
on the Vincent Thomas Bridge.

- That's OK.
- That does not make sense.

How do they know we were there?

Only those in the truck saw us
They weren't.

Maybe an internal one has
a wanted notice was issued.

Now we're talking about corrupt cops.

- What are you doing?
- Check the license plate.

No, the license plate is fake.

- The chassis number.
- What?

- It was scratched off.
- Not downstairs.

I took it
as I wired the van.

- Everyone, stolen police car.
- Address.

- Venice car wash corner Crenshaw.
- They got us.

We'll leave the car here!

- We need a car.
- Yes / Yes.

Hey, hey! Hey, hey!

Hey, can you stop here please?

- Damn!
- The mark.

- What?
- Take the token.

Stop! Guard duty!

- Confiscated!
- Show the brand.

- Get out of the car.
- Don't yell at me.

Get out of the car!

Don't you have any manners?

You could me
at least ask politely.

That's what you call
a confiscation?

- Shut your stupid mouth!
- No swearing in my car.

Excuse me.

I'd be happy to take you with me.

But I don't want it like that
fly out of my car.

No, sir.
I certainly won't do that.

Search warrant.

A search warrant.

They needed one,
to search the warehouse.

The corrupt cop knew
and sent his boys there.

Same as Centurion Storage.

- Who is the leaker?
- I do not know.

Such orders are a matter for the boss.

Washington? That's how it always is!

- What?
- You have no evidence...

and blame the black man.

- I just think.
- How to find corrupt cops:

Call the police station.

It doesn't really matter who picks up.

What do you say?

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

- Okay, you behave now.
- No question.

- Be careful.
- Should I ask for her number?

- Clear. She's nice.
- I thought so too.

Is it here?

Stay cool.

Can you crack it?

What? "Only, because I am black...
What?"

That was good.
But why do you say it like this:

Not all black people do it.
Let it flow...

Can you crack it or not?

- Not without tools.
- Hey, hey. Come on.

That's great.
A proper surveillance.

I always wanted to be a police officer.

Ever since I saw Quincy as a child.

Quincy was a doctor.

In the ghetto we had
not really good reception.

Hey man. This is boring.
How long have we been here?

- Almost twelve minutes.
- Where the hell are these people?

This is surveillance.
We can sit here forever.

That's why police officers are so fat.

Damn.

Hey, what happened to Charlie?

If you don't mind...
I don't want to talk about it.

Are you sure?

Yes.

They shot him
right in front of me, man.

I couldn't do anything.

Sorry to hear that, man.
Who was that?

The guys we're looking for.

That's why it's a private matter.

Just that I understand it.
Your partner was killed...

you lost your job, went to jail,
your girlfriend left you...

and now you're on guard duty
and make $182 a week?

Do you know what you are, Hank?

You are a black man.

But you had to
think about it, right?

Nice to see you laugh, man.

- How long have we been here now?
- Oh, come on.

- Almost 13 minutes.
- I have to get something to eat.

Earl.

Hey, Earl.

What are you doing?

No! Earl!

Danger.

Earl, hey. Earl.

We always come too early
he's always late.

Damned!

Call back. they were
seen at the deposit.

MARINA YACHT CLUB

Go down and get the things.

Holy shit!

Everything OK?

Hell no.
I was shot!

Damn.

- He is it!
- How do you know?

The tattoo!

Dirty bastard!

Partner.

Get him.

-Hank.
- Yes?

Do yo have him?

No.

- Come.
- I can't do it, Hank.

I'm cold.
I'm cold everywhere, man.

I can already see white light.

Damn. Even the light is white.

Come on. You were hit in the leg.
Let's go!

- Don't jump!
- You have to help me something.

- You're jumping!
- Your other leg.

Denise! Denise! It's me, Hank. Hank.

- It's over.
- I'm shot!

Was that you?

- No.
- What happened?

Trust us.
It was neither wrong nor illegal.

Take him to the doctor.

No! It does not work,
the police are looking for us.

- What?
- It's complicated!

You are a nurse.

I'm bleeding. You can bicker later.

- Please please.
- Can I come in?

- Understood.
- Yes, go ahead.

-Hey.
- I'm sorry.

- Pants off.
- What?

Take off your Pants.

Earl? You're not wearing any underwear.

I don't like underwear.
They restrict me.

Like dying. Hurry up. Come on!

- I'll get a towel.
- Better a bath towel.

- He's not that big.
- Not small either.

Thank you, Denise.
Very friendly.

OK, you need to press on the wound.

OK, lean over the chair
and push it up.

- What? I'm not that kind of person, man!
- Come on!

Oh. Well, say that, Hank.

I thought,
you wanted to see my butt.

Come on. Say the truth.

Earl, there's no bullet in you.

Through the bone and out again?

She barely caught you.
Just a scratch.

- Denise, do I need stitches?
- Yes.

I knew it.

- Well, just...
-Oh! Stop. You know what?

- What?
- I'll let it heal like this.

-Oh...
- Yes, yes, exactly.

Oh no!

- A bee...
- Chill out.

- A bumblebee! No!
- Do not move!

Death from above! No! Kill her.

Death from above, man.

- Is it safe?
- Not for you!

But your girl is going off.

- She hits harder than you.
- Yes that's it.

Marina Yacht Club.
This is where the call came from.

How do we get in there?

- We're breaking up.
- Sorry, I want the fat one.

That looks great. What is that?

No idea,
but it smells like an ass.

Do you recognize anyone?

It's so white here,
my pupils don't adjust.

Hey. Hey, look.

- That's him.
- Dirty bastard.

What do you know? It's the white one.

A sad day
in white history.

- Where have you two been?
- Jimmy Buffet is in town. Come.

You have five minutes.

- Can I get chips?
- No.

You have a leak.

- Can I get chips now?
- No.

It's McDuff.

- There's definitely evidence.
- Clear.

We have the,
who robbed the warehouse.

- The ones who killed Charlie.
- Led us to McDuff.

That is interesting,
but do you have any evidence?

- No.
- But we have what he wants.

- And this is?
- The CIA heist stuff.

- You have the CIA stuff?
- Wait a minute. Really from the CIA?

Crupps International Aerospace.

Which CIA did you think?

Would you please tell him?

A year ago, valuable
atomic material stolen from Crupps.

They melted it down to smuggle it
and poured it into beer barrels.

Tip from the FBI.
The informant framed us.

Exactly. McDuff. Offer him
the buyback. He bites.

- If he's corrupt.
- He's corrupt.

Now give him a chip.

Thanks for trying.

But to think
that I'm talking about the real CIA...

Yes. Don't know what I was thinking.

Hey, McDuff.
It's us, Hank and Earl.

- What's up?
- We have what you want.

Don't know what you're talking about.

We're talking about beer kegs, ...!

- You are wanted.
- Stop it. You're corrupt.

- Listen...
- Listen to me.

I don't know who you're selling this to.

We just want a piece of the pie.
$1 million.

- We're talking about six zeros.
- What is your plan?

We'll meet tomorrow morning at seven.
The Old Fort, Luna Point.

How do you know the place?

I stayed here for a few nights
Construction equipment guarded.

- Perfect for us.
- How many boys does Washington have?

I do not know. I see five or so.

- I'm getting a little nervous.
- Yes.

I already shot you.
A tough little monkey, huh?

Do you like monkey jokes?

Your mother brought you
no manners?

- Do you have the metal, Hank?
- Do you have the money?

Show me the barrels first.

We can forget about the money.
We got what we wanted.

They're not that helpful
like you thought.

The men are not
Members of the L.A. task force.

- Where is Washington?
- I do not know.

Good question.

- Crap.
- Oh man.

Your brother is one of them?

He grew up in a white area.

Ratchet. Forget what I said.

He is a real brother,
he was framed too.

Pistols, gentlemen.

So, I... No!

I'm sorry. No.
No no! Come on!

Washington, come here!

Get in there! Get in there!

I know the way!

There is a tunnel.

Get down! Get down! What happened?

I do not know.
They caught me.

Drive right! Come on!

Drive through the other end!

Earl!

Come on! The tunnel!

Go Go!

Come on!

Earl.

What? Where's Hank?

- I don't know.
-Hank!

Hank! Damn. I have to find him.

- Okay, just go. My foot is hit.
- Everything OK?

Everything OK. Go on!

Damned!

Earl!

No!

Broken!

Dirty bastard.

Yes!

Hey! Catch!

Yes!

Who is a monkey now? Ape!

- Damn. Hank!
- Hold on tight!

Oops! I'm sorry!

-Hank!
- Hold on tight!

Good!

Caution!

- Yes!
- Yes!

- You are the boss!
- No, you are the boss!

- You are the boss!
- Ok, I'm the boss!

Yes / Yes!

Six months ago
there was between these two...

a conflict,
that shook our city.

Today they stand here as heroes.

Gentlemen, thank you for your courage
and your selflessness.

Hank,
welcome to the police.

Thanks.

- Earl, welcome to the L.A.P.D.
- Seriously?

- Congratulations, Earl.
- Yes. Thanks.

-Earl! That's enough.
-Oh.

Look, 10 o'clock.

Drive over.

- Excuse me.
- Step aside, please!

Hank. Please, man.

I'll show you how to
handles such a situation.

Sorry, Mr. Citizen.

The keys locked in the car?

Yes, I do it often.
They are behind the screen.

Yes / Yes. There behind the screen.

For my partner...

What is your license plate number?

- Sure, 2CQN654.
- Is it true?

Yes.

May I help you...

instead of beating you up,
like others do?

- Thank you, officer.
- No problem.

- Have a nice day, okay?
- Thanks.

Not everyone is a criminal.

My car! Wait! This is mine.

- Good to have a backup plan.
- Hey!

I give up!

You are allowed from your vehicle
take possession again.

You idiot!

Where is the problem?