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Barrett, this is Lt Crowe. Check and secure building.

Specialty Team will be there in five minutes.

Do you copy?

Better make it two, shots been fired

I'm going in

Hang on, man. Help's on the way.

Alright, get out of here. Go on!

Please let her go, please.

- Don't, Don't, please let her, please. - Momm!

Freeze! Put your hands where I can see 'em.

Now!

- You, get away from me. - Let her go.

You make them move back. Or she's dead.

Clear the room. Go now.

If You put your gun down, I'll let her live.

Look, why don't you let her go, take me instead.

If you put your gun down,

I will let her live.

Put the fucken gun down!

Okay, okay.

Push it away.

Hah, heh, Now you see there honey. Mr. Policeman is your friend.

You want me dead, they all want me dead.

No, nobody wants you dead.

Just let the girl go.

She wants me dead most of all.

Don't do it, listen.

Nobody's dead yet.

We can all get out of here alive.

- They are trying to kill me! - No!

- I'm ending this motherfucker! - Noo!

Effort to expand future prospects regarding...

Arms roles to Poland and Hungary.

And in local news, the weekend was relatively...

Quiet as rival gangs continue to honor their truce...

City officials and community leaders are encouraged by this sign...

As the long wake of violence that has...

Besieged this city may be coming to an end.

A spokesperson for the Police Dept. Said...

They are taking a wait and see attitude.

- Come on, man, Don't be a pussy. - I just don't want it.

Don't tell me you're trying to quit.

Shut up!

Check this holmes,

I don't buy this truce shit with the Blades.

I don't know what Cisco is thinking arranging this...

Meeting with that fucken mayugo, Willie.

But I don't want to get my ass shut up...

Because you don't know what the fuck to do when she happens.

You stay here, and give us five minutes,

and then you come and pick us up, comprende?

Simon.

Hey, say like you have got some huevos,

Faggot ass puto.

I understand, Jesus.

Are you Jesus?

Who the fuck are you, puto?

- Where's Willie? - Willie couldn't make it.

He wanted me to meet with you instead.

Shit, I knew Willie ain't got no fucken huevos.

He's got this white-ass motherfucker working for him.

So if you're his message boy? What's his fucken message, boy?

Willie thinks that the fighting between the Lords...

And the Blades is a contributing factor...

To the breakdown of the moral fiber in this neighborhood.

All he is saying is...

Give peace a chance?

- Who the fuck are you? - Get down you fucker, right now.

Let the overture begin.

Let's do this pendejo.

The perfect end to a glorious day.

This will end all talk of a gang truce.

And keep our friends in the Dept, busy.

We lost 'im.

You'll find him.

Lt, looks like a gang massacre.

I thought you said there was a truce.

Truce my ass. Its blacks vs Latinos.

It's the same old shit, it ain't never gonna end.

- Well, it's about time that it does end. - What can you do?

What do you mean, you?

We are gonna shake down every gang member in this neighborhood.

I don't want a fucken war breaking out, Do you understand?

We throw a net around the whole area.

And you will make sure there is no retaliations.

Look, it ain't gonna help, Lt. It's a waste of time.

I grew up in these neighborhoods.

One day at a time, Fernandez, huh? One day at a time.

Lucinda, you're early. Lunch isn't for another hour.

Early for what, I hadn't noticed.

You know you're a lousy poker player.

Let's see what we got here:

baked chicken, corn bread, and apple pie.

Now I now I'm in trouble, what's on your mind Lucinda?

A friend of mine is in trouble.

Her name's Rebecca Sanchez. I thought maybe you could help her.

What kind of trouble are we talking about here?

Car trouble.

The only reason why she didn't come here...

Herself is she's working and her car ain't.

I told her I would ask you if would meet with her.

And here is her name and number. You call her now.

Eat your lunch.

Tell me.

There's nothing. No word on the street, the kid split, he's gone.

We know he hasn't gone to the police.

Yet.

I don't want anything to interfere with our plans.

I want a name, I want an address.

And I want the war to begin.

I promise. You're really gum. Don't take run again.

- Thank you. - Here we go, Okay.

Rebecca Sanchez?

Yeah, you Barett?

Well, you have some information for me or not?

I won't know what to tell you until I have a look at it.

You have it parked around here somewhere?

Do I have what parked around here?

Your car.

I don't even own a car.

What kind of information are you looking for?

About my brother being missing.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Lucinda told me you were having trouble with your car.

I called Lucinda this morning and she told me that...

She knew an ex-cop who might be able to help.

Now I know why I got the apple pie.

Look, I don't know anything about your brother,

and I don't do police work anymore.

- I'm sorry. - No, that's fine.

Because to tell you the truth I don't expect much from anyone anyway.

Fine, well, in that case I wish you good luck.

Hey, Barett, I'll let you in on a little secret.

The police don't do police work anymore either.

Shhh, shhh, "calmate, calmate!"

- "Estas con familia." - Who are you? What do you want?

Carlos, where is he?

I sent him out to do something, and he never came back.

He's just a kid.

What did you get him into?

When he comes back, you tell him to find me.

You leave him alone. He doesn't want to be part of the Lords.

Too late.

"Suentenla" (Let her go).

- Barett, are you okay? - Seal off the area.

Keep everybody back.

Hey, Jake, what about those Dodgers, six in a row.

Yeah, maybe this our year, huh?

Don't move, Don't move I said or I'll blow you head off.

"Tu dame el dinero, pronto!" (Give me the money, quick)

I'll blow your head off!

You, dude, "cargeme el dinero."

Apurate. (Hurry up)

Andale! (Go on)

Damelo todo, damelo! (I want all of it)

- "Damelo todo." - "Esta bien, todo."

Now!

Emilio, How can you charge so much for this stuff?

Get down, fuck-head.

What're you getting so upset about? There more orange juice back here.

Hey, it's okay, it's okay, easy.

- You okay? - Just a little shook up.

Gracias. (Thank you)

- "Que huvo," Barett? - What's the problem, Cisco?

I want to talk to you about what went down last night,

"Emilio es mi tio," he's my uncle.

You did a good job, "ese..."

Yeah, well, Emilio thanked me last night.

I don't want nothing from you man.

Besides, I don't believe in freebies.

You saved my Uncle's ass. I'm saying thanks. That's it.

I get a talk, Pee-Wee!

"Qué Pasó?" Good Morning, ese.

You got a friend who drove a black Ford the other night?

Ay, man, I don't know nothing about nothing.

You know what I say you know.

And I say you got a friend who drove a black Ford.

- I asked you a question. - And I told you, IDK anything, ese.

Enough!

Leave Pee-Wee alone.

Give me a name, and I'll stop all this. Otherwise...

I'm gonna let you go.

Give a chance to heal, grab you, and bust you up again.

Let you go, give you a chance to heal, grab you and bust you up again.

If you don't...

- Carlos Sanchez! - That wasn't so hard, was it?

Now I want an address.

The address...

Fuck you!

Hi!

Mr Barrett, I've got no one else.

I need you to help me find my brother.

I told you I don't do that kind of work anymore.

Lucinda tells me that the past two years...

You've been helping her and her kids.

Mr Barett, I'm scared.

I need you, I've got no one else to turn to.

- Alright, how old is he? - Fifteen.

How long's he been missing?

- Two days - Two days?

Well, maybe he's with his girlfriend, or out with his friends somewhere.

Not Carlos, he wouldn't just leave me without telling me.

- Even his own gang can't find him. - He's with a gang?

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

Oh, you're some hero, aren't you. A regular knight in shining armor.

No. I never was. You'll have to excuse me now.

You got a problem, Fernandez. I told you no retaliation.

Make the net tighter. I don't want a goddamn cockroach...

To get through. Do you understand, huh?

What's up, 8-Ball?

This don't make no sense, dawg.

Well, it makes sense to me.

Motherfucken Lords have been chewing us up and spitting us out, man.

Word is we been taking the heat for them Lords, man.

One time they picked us out cause the man ain't got no proof.

Well, I say we take Cisco and the rest of them...

Bean-eating Mexicans and pop a cap in they ass.

- Better chill. - Just fuck taking it chill, Eight.

Them motherfucken Lords been moving in on...

All our business G, and we gotta blast them.

Fuck that, man. We're moving now.

Yo, Willie

Don't you ever tell me what I got to do.

You got that motherfucker?

"Van a pagar," Pee Wee.

Look at what they did to our homie, man.

Look at him. Since you started dealing with that leva 8-Ball.

Our homeboys, been getting smoked.

Fuck the dumbshit.

I say we hit them now.

You know what "ese," we gotta do them up.

Take out those "pinche mayates," before the pigs take over our streets.

Alright, we run deep.

We get the rest of the homies.

Do it now.

Rebecca.

Look about that stuff that happened last night at the garage.

I'm just glad you called.

I can't make any promises, but, come on let's talk.

So where're your folks?

They died when Carlos was five, I was eighteen, so I brought him up.

We're all each other has.

- You always lived in this neighborhood? - Yes, What about you?

Yeah, all my life.

That ballfield over there,

my Dad used to take me there every Sunday.

A lot of this have changed since then.

Well, in this neighborhood, if you were a boy and wanted to survive...

You joined a gang.

Carlos used to be beaten up by gangbangers every day, coming and going to school.

They wanted him to join, kept calling him a coward.

Becoming a member was the only way he could remain in school.

He's in the Westside Latin Lords, isn't he?

Yes.

Is Carlos still in school now?

Up till this happened, he never even missed a day of homework.

He's a great student. Math, Science. He wants to be an astronomer.

It's all he ever talks about, as though life here is so lousy,

He wishes he lived on another planet.

Yeah, I know how he feels.

Barett,

I need to know. Do you think you could help me?

Let me see what I can find out, Did you bring that picture of Carlos.

Yeah.

Okay.

- You wanted to see me? - Carlos Sanchez, I need to find him.

Same here, "ese."

You're asking for his sister, "que no?"

She's being looked after.

If she prays, I hear about it before God does.

What's with all the soldiers?

Three months ago, 8-Ball and I came together to end the war.

Two days ago, I sent four of my homies to talk business.

And now they're dead.

That same night, Carlos was there. And now that chavala is missing.

This morning we find Pee-Wee, with fifteen caps up his face.

8-Ball wants war, I can have seventy five hundred soldiers in one hour.

The clicks will roll, Barett.

The word will get out.

And this hood will be full of homies in no time.

Do you understand, Barett.

And the lives of everybody in this hood will never be the same.

This city will burn.

Is that what you want, Cisco?

It's what they want, homes.

What're you gonna do if you find out Carlos ran?

That's not your problem, "ese."

And so, in conclusion, forensics began as an inexact science.

But has since, used the cutting edge of bio-medical technology...

To provide for the policeman in the field the greatest amount of information,

with the least amount of evidence.

So forensics truly is the best thing to being there.

Lady, gentlemen, I thank you, good day,

and so, in conclusion, forensics began.

Jake,

- Hi, Ray. - How you doing?

- Good to see you again, man - You too, my friend

- How you feeling? - Well, truthfully.

Jake, I'm tired and I'm bored.

- How are you? - I'm good, you know.

Don't you miss active duty, just a little bit?

Well, I don't think about it much.

So, why you here?

I need to see a police report.

The one on that gang shooting the other night.

Seventh Street alley.

You know, if I didn't know better,

I would think you're conducting an informal investigation.

Let's see what the machine tells us,

let's check it out here.

Here we go, we have one dead black youth,

four dead hispanic youths.

Ballistics match on the one of the hispanic's...

Youth guns as the gun which killed the black youth.

Shell casings all over the ground. Just another hot day in L.A.

Now this is odd. According to the report,

one group of shell casings had oil deposits...

- From where fingers touched them, - Did they run a make on the prints?

Well, that's just it, there was oil, but no fingerprints.

I don't get it, Did anybody investigate this?

Well, apparently not.

- Whose signature is on the report? - It says here Lt Bill Crowe.

You don't think the Dept is involved, do you?

I don't know.

See what else you can find out for me, if you would,

Hopefully we won't find out any John Does...

In the morgue that fits this kid's description.

- Give me a call later on, will you? - Okay, will do.

- And thanks. - You got it, Jake.

This is going to be an interesting evening.

Yo, Barett. Fuck you doing with them motherfucken Lords, man?

You got five to tell me what's up.

Come on, motherfucker, come on.

I'mma cut you bitch.

No, noo, nah, man. Don't you even think about it.

- You 8-Ball? - Right.

You Barett, huh?

One that runs with the kiddies in the hood.

Your set put a hit on me. Why?

Been hanging with the Lords, man.

An ex-cop ought to know enough to stay out of the gang business.

Not interested in your gang business.

Cisco is ready to go to war.

Cause the other night you called a meeting, and four of his are gone.

Now, what's up?

I ain't done nothing.

I lost one last night, and another one this morning. So all meetings are over.

Somethings not right here. They lost four and you lost two.

Nobody wants to be responsible.

It's gonna take some time to figure this one out.

Time...

Time is something that we ain'ts gots.

Heat's on, and we getting burnt.

Look, you give me two days.

I think I can get the same thing from Cisco.

I thinks not.

You wanted a truce!

Nobody benefits from war, 8-Ball.

I'll see what's up.

How I look ese, ah? "Qué pasó?"

Ya lookin good mun.

Move fast, we're just taking the automatics.

My, my, my. Who do we have here?

Alright, let's make it quick.

Come on, let's load 'em those up.

- Franklin, we got two birds perching - I Copy.

"Ese" man, don't mess with the Westside Latin Lords.

What?

Hey, fool, what's your problem man. Get off of me, man.

You don't know who you fucking with.

My brother Willie's gonna put a cap all over somebody's ass.

That's I'm counting on.

- Who's this? - Willie, "por favor."

What?

Ahorita matamos a tu hermano. (We killed your brother)

"Lo hubiera oir gritar."

Hey Willie, ese, We just did your brother, ese.

You should've hear him scream, Pendejo, aay, just like a woman.

Why did you leave the force, Barrett?

That shop I've got used to belong to my Dad.

Fixing cars with him, was one of the best times of my life.

You didn't leave the force to fix cars.

About three years ago, there was a situation.

Some psycho took an eight-year old hostage.

When I put my gun down, the son-of-a-bitch killed her.

So when I got out of the hospital, I left the force and came home.

All of my life, I've lived scared in these streets,

scared for myself, scared for Carlos.

It's no way to live.

And then the President added, with economic indicators on the rise...

Even though there were some difficulties ahead,

the country's prognosis is a healthy one.

In local news, it looks like the gang truce is definitely over.

Two men were killed last night when a gun...

Warehouse was robbed in Downtown Los Angeles.

One of the men found dead at the scene,

belonged to the South Central Blades gang.

And according to witnesses, the robbery and murders were...

...committed by members of the rival gang,

the Westside Latin Lords.

And in city hall today, Councilwoman Lana Lee...

Proposed restrictive anti-smoking...

This is your idea of a truce?

I told you those goddamn "mayugos" can't be trusted.

You're not gonna be happy till you have a fucken war, are ya?

What're you talking about, they just blasted us, Barett!

You hit a warehouse last night, and you killed a Blade.

- Why? - What're you talking about?

I gave you two days, I haven't touched those goddamn chanates!

There were witnesses describing...

For the last time, "puto." I put this on my mother.

IDK what the fuck you're talking about.

But as soon as those pigs go back to Winchell's, it's on.

Fuckers are having to learn to respect me, man.

A gun doesn't get you respect, Willie.

Don't front on me man. Them motherfuckers killed my brother.

And they fixing to pay, now.

The Lords didn't kill your brother.

You can't stop me, man. Eight-ball can't stop me.

The man can't stop me.

How're you gonna stop me?

Listen to me, you're gonna start a war for no reason.

Somebody's messing with you and the Lords.

Somebody else killed your brother, Willie.

Now, I need a meeting with 8-Ball,

and I need it now. It's up to you.

Give me a reason to respect you, man.

The truck'll be ready tonight?

A couple of hoses, new shocks, she'll be ready.

We still had no luck finding Sanchez. But I have feelers out everywhere.

I want double shifts on the streets.

And I want pay-offs made at all the schools and hangouts.

I want every rock turned over, and every door kicked in.

I want Carlos Sanchez.

- We still have a problem. - A problem?

A guy named Barrett.

Willie was supposed to take out Cisco, but Barett stepped in and stopped it.

Word is, this guy Barett is an ex-cop.

Jake Barrett? Right.

You know him?

I know of him.

Graduated Stanford, the top of his class. He's a highly decorated cop.

He even got the Mayor's Commendation award the same year I did.

But now, he's dysfunctional.

Kid was killed in an incident, he felt guilty. He quit the force.

Now he's wasting his life, doing penance for kids on the streets.

But he's part of the equation I didn't count on.

Kane, Lovinger, take care of him. Make it look like a gang hit.

- Hello... - Hi, it's me.

I was thinking about what you asked for.

Something about Carlos and IDK if this means anything but.

Something Carlos always used to say to me was, "Esta en paz."

He found peace with the stars. He was always looking to the heavens.

We'll find him, Rebecca.

I, I just wish there was something more I could do.

I'll call you back later, okay?

Yeah?

Go downstairs to your garage, now.

Don't ask any questions, I'll be there in about ten minutes.

Jake?

- Well, what a pleasant surprise - There's another one in the back seat.

Remember those shell casings?

- Yeah. - Oil on fingerprints.

Here's why, look at this they used acid to remove them.

And this guy dyes his hair, he's wearing colored contact lenses.

These guys went through a lot of trouble to hide their identities.

They tried to kill me tonight. They're professionals.

I need to know who they are, Ray.

Well, this guy's had major surgery.

That's a start.

Look, I need to keep this between you and I, know what I'm saying?

Hey, I'm up for this, I'm in.

So what're you gonna do?

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

I need to find Carlos Sanchez.

He's the missing piece.

How many guards in Section C and D?

In section C, only one, we terminate.

There's an additional maintenance man ten yards past the freight elevator,

it'll be closing time, so he won't be too alert, we terminate.

We follow the ramp 12.3 yards until we hit Section D.

We can expect no more than three guards, we terminate.

That's it.

A few more jobs like this and we can retire.

And you thought working for the Dept was fun?

We lost five years in prison,

I can't wait to see this city in ashes.

Believe me, the "crescendo" will soon be heard.

It'll burn, it will burn good.

Kane and Levinger still haven't checked in.

Has Barett's body been discovered yet?

Nothing on the scanner.

Barrett's dropped out of sight.

Appears Barrett is functional again.

Maybe he just got lucky.

I don't believe in luck.

We will take of Barrett in a different way.

I just got off the phone with Barrett, somebody tried to kill 'im last night.

He wants to have a meeting with me, right away.

- Where at? - Spanky's.

- You sure on that, chief? - He's down.

Barrett's crazy, but he ain't no fool.

Besides, he actually may do something that saves us a lot of time.

Ah, haa, now we're getting somewhere.

Remember, once inside the safe, he'll have two-and-a-half minutes.

What if it's closed?

If the safe is closed, I'll be inside in four minutes.

It's too long, make sure it stays open.

- Eight-Ball in the side pocket. - Thousand dollars.

- Barrett's off'd by sunrise. - Tap's been activated.

This is Barrett Auto Body, I can't get to the phone right now,

but if you leave your name and number, I'll get back to you.

Hey, Jake. Jake, you there? It's Ray.

Damn!

Listen I ID'd one of our friends.

So get back to me soon as you can, okay.

- Ray, Ray, it's me, what do you got? - Are you ready for this?

The guy had a plastic heart valve, it's French made.

Only two places in the country you can get 'em.

Now, I was able to ID him through his blood type and X-rays.

Alright, where should we meet?

Listen, meet me in the alley at 8th and Atlantic, okay.

One more thing, your hunch was right, my friend.

What? Cops?

I'll tell you about it when I see you.

You will never meet Barrett.

Hey, Raymond.

Ray!

Jake... My pocket.

Okay, Ray, I got it.

Now it's my turn.

- Let's get the fuck out of here. - Move it.

You honky, motherfucker.

Hello.

- It's Jake Barrett - Hey, Jake, How you been?

- It's been a long time, huh? - What the hell is going on, Crowe?

Well, there's been a murder,

- you've been ID'd as the shooter. - Who's been murdered?

A gang member, named 8-Ball.

Listen Jake, why don't we sit down huh?

We'll meet, talk this over, see what's going on.

Sorry, I'm not up for conversation right now Crowe.

Jake this is serious.

Yeah, I know. And don't bother tracing the call.

Jake? Jake!

Get 'im!

Yes.

No luck on Carlos, but we found his sister.

- I just need an address. - 1824 Delaney, we'll pick her up.

No, no, no. I'll handle this myself.

- Excuse me. - Yeah.

You seen this kid around here?

- It's okay, I'm a cop. - Yeah, I know where he is.

- Srta. Sanchez? - Yes.

I'm officer Green, I gotta talk with you.

About what?

It's about Jake Barrett.

We used to work together,

not too far from here.

I need to talk to him.

Try directory assistance.

Yeah, Jake told me about you.

He said you're someone who can be trusted.

The Dept is looking for Jake, they have this crazy idea that...

Crazy idea that he's involved in the murder of a gang member.

He's in trouble, I've gotta warn him.

What is your badge number, Officer Green?

3-5-6-2.s

Charlotte, easy!

Thank you.

I got two of my own, Jake also likes kids.

They say the motive for the murder was Jake was...

Trying to get information on a missing boy... Your brother.

I'm very sorry to upset you.

Officer Green, he called me this morning.

He went to Griffith Park.

Charlotte, where's Rebecca?

Carlos? My name is Jake Barrett. I'm a friend of your sister's.

I'm here to help you.

I'm not here to hurt you, Carlos.

I'm gonna put my gun down, okay?

- You, you don' know my sister! - Yes, I do.

You don't know my sister!

That's how I knew you were here,

"estar en paz."

I know something terrible happened that night,

I'll take care of it.

You don't have to be afraid anymore, Carlos.

I'm tired,

I don't want to be running no more.

You and me both.

Officer,

Not again.

I was scared, man.

He was killing everybody, I didn't know what to do.

You think you can identify him?

I'll never forget his face, man.

The look in his eyes... He wanted me dead.

The problem is, I can't go back.

See, I didn't do anything, I didn't help my homeboys.

I ran. They're going to kill me.

Not when they hear the truth, Carlos.

That there was nothing that you could've done.

So we have something in common. I've been through this before.

We're not going to have to run anymore.

It's this shack, let's check it out.

You usually hear cars around here?

No never.

The cops only come around at night, to check things out.

I need you to hang tough. Try to get us out of here.

This way.

We've sighted the target, we're in pursuit.

Come on.

There!

Faster, faster, come on!

Get up, man.

Yeah, alright!

Hello?

- Lucinda, it's Jake. - Rebecca is gone.

- What do you mean, she's gone? - IDK, I thought it was the police.

But when I called them, they didn't know nothing about it.

Then I got a call from someone who says he wants you.

To bring Carlos down to the train yard tonight at nine, alone.

And then work out a deal, What're you gonna do, baby?

Whatever it takes.

John Cain, ahh, the guy with the artificial heart.

Joined the LAPD in '78, convicted of corruption and brutality.

Served five years with seven other officers.

Charles Levinger, Harvery Cruise,

Holy shit, James Franklin.

Captain Special Forces, military intelligence three years...

LAPD, decorated, led unit two years in arrests.

Commander of Operation Dropkick.

Infiltrated gang activity, in secret...

Ahh, wait. That's him. That's the one I saw in the alley.

Are you sure?

Like I said, I'm never gonna forget that face, yeah, I'm sure.

Okay, Raymond. Where can I find him?

I want you to stay here, tonight.

I've got some stuff I gotta take care of.

They've got my sister, don't they?

Yeah, they got her.

They want me to take you to the train yard tonight.

- Then, I'm coming with you. - No, you're not.

- They'll kill you on sight. - What about my sister?

She's safer without you there.

She's the bait. Unless they find you, she's safe.

- But I can't just... - Look,

I don't have time to argue with you about this.

Emilio is waiting.

Look, he understands everything. I need you to stay here tonight.

- Alright. - Hey.

Don't worry, I'll handle it.

You like my sister?

Yeah, sure, I like your sister.

You wanna know something man?

What?

You're not good enough for her.

He's probably right.

This is your room. This used to be my son's room before he got married.

Mi casa es tu casa.

Thanks.

All secure.

Roger, we're proceeding as planned. We're on our way.

Tunnels...

Vaults...

Hey, Barrett.

I've been waiting for this.

Where is she?

Where is she?!

You're not that big. Think about it.

Fuck you!

Come on!

618 Olive, October 19. That's today!

- You guys with New Shield Plumbing! - Yeah we got a call about a leak.

Yours.

Put him in the van.

Clear!

Hey, Lt, you just got a call about a 211 in progress at Alameda Mall.

Who made the call?

Jake Barrett.

Come on, let's take a ride.

Everybody eyes on the floor, and you will not be harmed.

Silence! Do not move, and you will not be harmed!

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

Bingo!

- Stauts? - All clear.

Time!

20 seconds to the elevator.

Let the fat lady sing.

Let's go!

Move it!

That's it, back it up, back it up, facing the wall.

- Excuse me, one second. - Yeah?

Would you make sure that Lt. Crowe gets this please?

- Yeah, sure. - Thank you.

- He's alone, he didn't bring the kid. - That was to be expected.

We'll use the girl to smoke out her brother.

Take him out, Barrett.

I got it.

Very slowly, toss the gun away.

One time, where is she?

Think about it.

Hey Barrett, you should've brought the kid!

Hah shit!

You've been setting us up all along, man.

My brother ain't coming home again.

He's fucken finished.

Let's get them other motherfuckers.

That was for Jesus, and my homies.

A familiar situation, ay Barrett?

Let her go.

You know the routine, Barrett.

Put down the gun... and I'll let her live.

Put down the fucken gun.

Loose it.

You never could make the right decision.

Wait, wait... We're not clear... Wait.

It ends tonight, Barrett!

You wouldn't shoot a man in the back, would you?

The fuck I wouldn't...

Good night, sweet prince.

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!

Shakespeare.

Jake!

Hasta la vista, baby! Schwarzenegger.

- You okay? - I'm okay.

Becca, you alright?

I'm okay.

Did you do all this?

Yeah,

I explained to everybody what was going on.

How they were being set up... I convinced them.

Hey Barrett.

Make sure you come in and file a statement.

You'll find the statement forms, right next to the re-instatement forms.

- I'll think about it. - You do that.

What do you got?

Officer Moe, will you please get this creep out of here.

This is a night, I'll never believe it.

Like I said Fernandez,

One day at a time...

One day at a time.

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