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[Helicopter Whirring]

[Static On Radio]

[Man On Radio] Good morning, Los Angeles. Mike Horn on CRN.

It's another fine sunny day in the Southland.

Traffic's flowing and so is the blood.

Today's topic is violence.

How do you feel about violence? Have you been personally affected by it?

Have you ever been tempted to go over the edge and hurt someone?

Do you think violence is overrated, or should we all be wearing protection?

I don't mean the sexual kind, no.

I'm talking bulletproof outfits.

What do you think? We want to hear from you, our listening audience.

Call CRN now, and let's know what you think. You're on the air.

[Woman] Hi, Mike. It's Erin. Hi, Erin. You have a nice voice.

What do you think about violence? I think it's awful.

We should be able to live together without killing each other.

But we've returned to the Middle Ages, and we're all behaving like animals.

[Mike] I agree with you, Erin. What do you think we can do about it?

[Erin] Well, we need to have people talk to one another.

Problem solving through an open and active dialogue on the issues confronting us all.

[Mike] Whoa. Sounding a little too much like a psychologist today, Erin.

Jimmy, are you there? You're on CRN.

[Man] Hey, dude, what's happening?

[Mike] Where you calling from, Jimmy? Sunny Santa Monica, man.

Hey, Mike, I love your show.

[Man On Radio] Unidentified man went berserk last night, opening fire with a 12-gauge...

[Channels Switching] [Jimmy] I grew up here.

I mean, it's just not happening like they say it is.

[Mike] Thanks for calling, Jimmy.

Next caller, you're on CRN.

[Woman] I don't think we live in particularly violent times.

Look at the past. They were far more brutal and uncivilized.

[Mike] Don't you think we've seen a decline this century?

Oh, maybe. But I really don't think the average citizen is likely to experience violence.

- [Mike] How so? - [Channels Switching]

- [Woman] ...on acquaintances. - [Mike] What are you talking about?

Haven't you heard about the drive-bys, robberies and homicides committed every day?

You're on CRN with Mike Horn. I hope you're a bit more connected to reality. Hello?

We want to hear from you. Yes, you're on CRN with Mike Horn. Hello.

[Man] I feel violence is way out of control.

[Mike] How would you rectify the situation, sir?

I'd get all the guns off the streets.

[Mike] But that means amending the Constitution.

That's not going to happen, not in our lifetimes, anyway.

You're a victim too... A victim of delusion.

[Gun Cocking]

- [Man] Everybody, down! - This is a robbery!

Get the fuck... Get the fuck down!

[All Screaming] Everyone, move it!

[Screaming, Shouting]

[Cocking]

Give me the money now, now, now!

[Machine Gun Firing]

[Man] Get the fuck...

[Grunts] [Woman Screams]

[Woman On Radio] 459-C in progress.

Bank of America at Victory and Laurel Canyon.

All units respond. Code 3.

This is Morgan. We copy. We're on the way.

E.T.A., five minutes.

Out.

[Engine Revs]

[Siren Wailing]

[Men Shouting] Move it, move it, move it!

Move it! [Woman Screams]

Open the goddamn safe! Jesus!

Move it, move it, move it, motherfucker!

Go! Go!

- [Sirens Wailing] - [Tires Squealing]

[Gunfire Continues]

Everybody, get down, and you won't get hurt!

[Screams]

- What the fuck are you lookin' at? - I'll fuckin' kill you!

[Man On Radio] Dispatch. Officer down. Officer needs help.

I repeat: officer down.

[Shouting, Screaming Continue]

Put the money in the fucking bag, you bitch!

Now, now! Move it, move it! I'll fucking kill you!

I'll kill you!

[Grenade Ring Clinks] Pineapple for ya!

Vasquez! I hit him six times... didn't faze him!

Stay down, Chang! They've got body armor!

Go for the head or foot!

[Man] Come on, motherfuckers, give me your money!

Get down! Get down!

Somebody's gonna die! Is it you? Is it you?

[Men Shouting]

[Tires Screeching]

[Grunting]

Okay, okay.

Ray... [Straining] Ray, I can't breathe.

Somebody get me a medic!

[Gunshot]

[Gagging, Coughing]

Tell my wife... [Gasping]

Get me a medic now! Hurry!

[Machine Gun Fire]

[Gasping] Ted! Hang in there, buddy!

Goddamn it!

Morgan, are you nuts?

Get the fuck out! Move it, move it, move it!

Let's go! Nobody move! Everybody, stay down!

[All Shouting]

Welcome to hell.

What's your situation, Vasquez? From bad to shit.

We got four or five perps in the bank with assault weapons and body armor.

We can't fire into the bank... There's hostages in there.

Where's SWAT? En route.

Meanwhile I got guys down all over the place out here, and I can't even get to them.

You stay put... until SWAT gets here. Huh?

[Whimpering]

Shit! Cover me, man.

So much for staying put.

Wake up!

Hey, princess. You okay?

I'm scared. I want to go home.

Okay. I'm here to take you home. Come on. Let's go. No. [Whimpers]

It's okay. I'm a police officer.

Let's go. I'm gonna take you home. It's gonna be all right.

Keep your head down. Come on. Let's go.

It's all right, honey. Good girl.

That's it. Come on, baby. Mommy, I love you.

That's it. Keep your head down. Good girl.

Good girl. Good girl. Good girl.

[Grunting]

Take care of the kid for me.

It's gonna be all right, honey. It's gonna be all right.

[Sirens Wailing]

- [Grunts] - [Tires Screech]

Freeze!

Drop your gun! Put your hands in the air!

Hands up!

Now turn around, slowly!

Jesus Christ.

He's just a kid.

Where's the other gun?

He didn't have one.

[Kisses]

[Machinery Whirring] [Chattering]

[Man] Earlier today on these very streets,

A teenage boy was gunned down by local police.

He was allegedly a bank robbery suspect...

Who had been running from the officers who shot him.

Authorities say he was considered armed and dangerous,

But he had dropped his weapon before he was shot.

Now, we have some home video taken by a witness during the incident.

But I have to warn you, it is very violent...

And very graphic.

It appears that five police officers...

Fired several rounds at the suspect...

Who seemed to be trying to surrender at the time.

He was pronounced dead on arrival...

At Saint Joseph's Hospital at 2:00 this afternoon.

Four other armed men were also killed...

In the attempted bank robbery,

Which resulted in one of the biggest and bloodiest shoot-outs in L.A. history.

Fred Garfield, Channel 11 News,

In Downtown Los Angeles.

[Tape Rewinding]

It appears that five police officers...

Fired several rounds at the suspect...

Who seemed to be trying to surrender at the time.

[Tape Rewinding]

[Clicks] fired several rounds at the suspect...

Who seemed to be trying to surrender at the time.

[Tape Rewinding]

Who seemed to be trying to surrender at the time.

He was... [Tape Rewinding]

Trying to surrender at the time.

[Man] You all know that a civilian videotape...

Of this incident has surfaced in the media.

The only thing you have to say to any reporters right now is "no comment."

Internal Affairs is gonna investigate this till we're blue in the face.

Detective Morgan, you were the senior officer at the scene.

Describe what happened.

Detectives Vasquez, Chang, Grant, Boorman and myself...

Initiated a pursuit of the suspect, sir.

And the suspect turned with what appeared to be a weapon?

After several verbal warnings, yes, sir.

And you state that his heavy body armor...

Was the reason for excessive force...

In your attempt to neutralize the suspect.

Yes, sir.

Who fired the killing shot?

Somebody needs to answer the chief of detective's question now.

We all fired, Captain.

- And we can't be certain whose bullet actually... - It was my shot, sir.

He can't say that. You can't say that, Morgan.

- We all shot at him. - All right. All right.

I want you all to go home. Take a day.

Make sure your head is clear for your interviews.

Hey, Morgan, why did you do that?

There's no way you can be 100% certain that that was your shot, man.

I wish I wasn't sure.

We're supposed to be out of here.

You okay?

I will be. Let's take the families out of town for a day.

I can't. Jeremy's got soccer practice today. And then what?

We'll see. Guaranteed brownie points with the wives.

You got any information on that kid in the shooting?

No. He's, uh, still a John Doe.

Come on, man. Let's get out of here.

[Children Playing]

Come on, Dad, play soccer with us.

- Later. - Come on! Please? Please, please.

Jeremy, I told you to leave your father alone for a while.

- Come on, Mom. - No, I mean it.

It's okay.

So you score a couple of goals and you think you're Pelé all of a sudden, huh?

I'm faster than you, old man. Oh, really?

Can you do this? No.

When are you gonna learn this, huh?

Santa Barbara? Excuse me?

Tonight?

Let's go tonight. Let's just take the kids. They can miss a day of school.

Hmm? You're as bad as Lucas, you know that?

You're such a homebody.

We've never been there before.

And I heard it's really romantic. [Chuckles]

With two kids? Mmm.

Elaine and Lucas can watch the kids for a while.

[Scoffs] I don't know.

[Lucas] Ah, look at those lovebirds.

Reservations are made.

Reservations to where?

Reservations to where? [Clears Throat]

Santa Barbara beach house.

So I'm not impulsive. Do I get a say in this?

No. You'd shoot it down.

Hi, sweetie. Hello, Tina.

Vacation time. [Kisses]

Don't fight it. You need to get away.

Think about it. Sandy beaches, bright blue ocean.

No TVs, telephones or media frenzies.

Okay. You can quit it with the sales pitch, Lucas. I bought it already.

You're as bad as my wife. This is a conspiracy, man.

[Doorbell Rings]

[Doorbell Rings]

Mr. Sloan.

[Whispering, Indistinct]

My condolences.

You... You go to hell, Brown!

You killers!

What the hell do you know about condolences?

Get the hell out of my house!

You get out now!

Vincent, look at me.

He was our baby.

You threw him out into the streets.

You drove him into that gang.

You...

[Crying] Julia,

He had his choices.

I offered him a place in this family.

He chose not to stay.

He could've stayed,

But only under your terms.

Everybody has to live under your terms.

Or you destroy them.

Even me.

Julia.

Marcus was my son.

He's dead, Vincent.

Please, promise me, no more killings.

Please.

It never ends.

[Footsteps Approaching]

I want you to bring my cop up here tonight. I want the information... all of it.

And no excuses.

[Jeremy] Let go! It's mine!

[Girl] It's my turn. Would you both please be quiet.

It's my turn! It's my game!

- Is it her turn? - She's outside the lines!

- No, I'm not. - You don't even know how to draw.

Look! She's doing it again!

- Just give it to her. - Mom!

No! Not another word.

You wanted kids.

[Lucas] Three fives. [Jeremy] Two sixes.

Sixes? You always roll sixes. I'm getting killed here.

- So don't attack Greenland. - Now, now, dear. It's only a game.

That kid's a little Attila the Hun.

Yeah, he's a real backstabber. Hey! You guys are sore losers!

[Lucas] That's it. I'm bringing up my Ukrainians...

To wipe you out.

I'm in Scandinavia, and you promised you wouldn't attack there.

All's fair in love and war, baby.

Come and get it then, Mr. Snake Eyes.

- So who's winning here? - [Together] I am!

Cassidy is such a sore loser.

So is somebody else that I know.

I have no idea who you could be talking about.

Who got sent to the kitchen for time-out last time we played?

Thanks for sharing that with everybody.

What are you doing?

Daddy, look. That wave looks like a dolphin.

You're right. I see it. It does.

And, look! That one looks like a whale!

[Morgan] It's a big whale! Looks like a bunch of seaweed to me.

Michelle, go help your mom with dinner, okay? Bye, Dad. Bye, Mr. Cassidy.

Bye, sweetheart.

Come on, big guy. Let's walk.

[Morgan] That Michelle's got quite an imagination.

[Lucas] She's a sharp kid. She takes after her dad.

Who, the mailman?

[Morgan Laughing]

So vast, man.

It's like looking into eternity.

I never tire of it. That's way too profound for me.

Ray... Ray, you okay?

[Sighs] Yeah.

Man, you have to forget about that kid.

[Sighs] I can't.

We were doing our jobs.

You have to get past it, Ray. There are people out here who care about you. Like me.

We'll make sure you get through it.

I promise. Okay?

Thanks, man.

I wonder where his parents are.

[Doorbell Rings]

Devon, Andrew, Nicholas...

I want you to pay attention.

Look at these faces. These are your targets.

No fuckin' mistakes.

- Okay? - Okay, Pop.

Mr. Sloan, are you sure you want your sons here...

Effective warriors though they are... to be involved in this?

You know, Mr. Brown, at this point I don't think that's your concern.

This is family business. Okay?

Detective Jesus Vasquez, 10-year man, vice cop.

Sergeant David Chang, charity hound... real do-gooder.

Officer Michael Grant, rookie beat cop.

Officer Alex Boorman, four-year veteran, lives in Simi Valley...

Got a soft spot in his heart for hookers.

Detective Ray Morgan... says it was his bullet killed Marcus.

[Vincent] Now, listen up.

Five men killed your brother.

They're all equally responsible.

If he died fightin', I could live with that.

But they killed him like a dirty dog.

Tomorrow, they all die.

[Man] You got it, Pop.

Andrew!

Let's go.

Don't worry, Pop. We'll take care of it. All right. Good, good.

- Hey, Mama, you look great. - Thank you.

Get rid of the evidence. I don't want anybody connect me to my son Marcus.

Pray, Vincent. Pray for the soul of your son.

Pray for the souls of all the men whose lives you condemned tonight.

They're somebody's sons too. Julia, please, give me a break, will ya?

Pray for their families, their children, their mothers.

Julia, listen. I saw my mother cry plenty of times.

When I was nine years old, I buried three of my uncles.

When my father took a bullet, I became head of this family.

You knew that And when somebody kills a Sloan, they pay.

Is that what you told your God.

Oh, J... Julia.

[Laughing]

[Hinges Squeaking] [Woman Moaning]

Oh, yes. [Moaning]

[Dispatcher On Radio, Indistinct]

Let's take a little time to investigate, huh?

We could do something better than this today. We got time.

We got plenty of time. You think she's over here?

I've got a good hunch she's right in there.

Probably her little love truck right there. Let's get on it.

[Moaning Continues]

How many times this month, huh? I don't know. I wonder who she got in here this time.

Five bucks says he's a doctor. Five bucks he's a lawyer.

Bet. I knock, you open.

All right. [Moaning Continues]

Ooh-wee!

- [Sighs] - Peaches, aren't we out a little early for business?

Ah, come on, Michael. I'm just trying to make a living here.

Walk around the block a few times, and I promise I'll give you a freebie later.

If I wasn't a cop, I'd take you up on that. But I am. You know what I gotta do.

Oh, come on.

[Grunts]

[Screaming]

[Man] Watch out, Jack!

[Shouting]

My name's Devon. You killed my brother.

Say good night, Chang.

[Gunshot]

What the fuck?

Shit!

[Children Playing]

[Man] Focus, guys. Focus on the job.

Hold it, guys. Hold it. Three dead.

Christ! Get him out of here.

Chang? Yeah.

Shit.

Did anybody get the video surveillance tapes yet?

I don't know. What do you mean, you don't know?

Those tapes should've been secured. Captain!

I'll take care of it.

[Man] Commissioner has arrived.

Sorry.

Shit.

Yeah. Puttin' it down right now. Right. Okay. Keep going.

Hey, close the door! I'll get back to ya.

Captain, what is it? Shut up and listen!

Four officers were hit this morning. All D.O.A.

Boorman, Grant, Vasquez and Sergeant Chang.

Shit, they gunned Chang down in the squad room and just walked away.

That's the four officers that were involved in the shooting of the kid.

I'm surprised you're still alive.

Yeah, we took a last-minute trip. That saved your life.

- We I.D. the kid yet? - No. We got positive confirmation on identities...

On all the other suspects in the bank heist, but it's like that kid dropped out of the sky.

Yeah, and somebody's makin' heavy payback on him specifically... somebody big.

You're the only officer witness left.

- We'll put you in the protection program. - No way, Captain.

No what? I want this case!

- Ray! - I went to the academy with Vasquez.

I went to his wedding. I played soccer with Chang.

Cassidy.

Talk some sense into your partner.

Somebody's put a bull's-eye on his forehead.

Yeah.

[Door Closes]

Tina, I need you and the kids to stay up there for one more night.

I'm sorry. I can't explain it right now.

I love you. Tell the kids I miss 'em, okay?

Yeah, bye.

Uh, Morgan?

I don't know how this could've happened.

What?

Uh, well, the body was cremated.

Yeah, it's an awful mix-up. It was sent out mistakenly last night to be cremated...

Instead of John Doe number two. Who authorized that?

Chief of Detectives Arnold Canton.

It's just an unfortunate error, really.

He must have thought it was John Doe number two goin' out.

Let me see the file on the kid.

Uh, well, that's missing too.

Oh, great. It's gone. Everything.

The dental records, the blood workup, the photographs... the whole file.

It's been stolen.

This kid's got long arms.

Somebody's trying very hard to keep him anonymous.

[Sighs] Yeah.

I'm... I'm gonna get some coffee.

[Morgan] We got six dead bank robbers... five of them positively I.D.'d.

All small-time criminals and petty thieves.

And the sixth is a kid who's unidentified.

Whose file just happened to disappear,

And whose body was accidentally cremated.

We're dealing with a highly organized crime base here...

One that owns somebody in the department.

And one that wants that kid's identity concealed at all costs.

They're always one step ahead of us, Lucas.

Problem is, who are "they"?

[Siren Blaring]

[Tires Squealing]

[Siren Continues]

[Tires Squealing]

[Gunshots]

[Radio Chatter: Indistinct]

[Lucas] Think we'll find his picture in there?

These files contain information on every crime organization in L.A.

He's gotta be part of one of them. But we need a photo.

We got plenty of photos.

[Sighs] Man, my eyes are tired.

Would you quit whining and think of that beautiful wife...

You got waiting for you at home as soon as we get out of here?

- Got him. - You sure?

I'll never forget that face.

Sloan family. Marcus Sloan.

Son of crime boss Vincent Sloan.

Big daddy in L.A. No wonder we're catching so much heat.

[Knocking] Yeah.

What's up, Ray?

I know who our John Doe is. Who?

Vince Sloan's son.

Are you sure?

Yeah. It's Marcus Sloan. Christ.

That explains a lot.

Don't tell anyone about this.

You know, there's an informant inside the station.

The surveillance tapes from the shooting have disappeared.

- Any suspects? - Yeah.

Chief of Detectives Canton is under investigation.

Keep that under your hat.

Tell no one.

We're in with the sharks on this one, Ray.

Jesus, we're in with the great whites.

We have to proceed with extreme caution.

What do you want me to do, Captain?

Disappear, Ray. Get your wife and kids out of the city.

Hell, take 'em to the middle of nowhere.

And then call me. We'll figure out our next move then.

You got it.

[Devon] Shut the hell up, Nick, all right?

Don't pull any of that power-trip shit with me.

[Nick] Jesus Christ, Devon. Grow up. Maybe if you...

Please, just chill out. Stay out of this, Andrew.

Ass-kisser. Boys!

Please. Sorry, Mother.

We're all here to honor the memory of my son Marcus, as we truly knew him.

How should we remember him?

The way he was before, or after...

You turned him into a monster?

- Julia, he turned on me. - It's always all about you.

Here we are...

Mourning my beautiful little Marcus.

No body, no grave, no priest.

This is what your crimes have done for him.

- It's as if he never existed. - He exists in my heart.

You don't have a heart.

You had one once.

But it's been eaten away by darkness.

- [Canton] Sloan. - [Julia] This is a funeral!

Honey, I'll be right back. Wait. Please wait.

[Julia] Oh, God.

[Sloan] What the fuck are you doin' here?

We got a problem. What is it?

That surviving detective, Morgan...

He I.D.'d your son. I want Ray Morgan dead.

Sloan.

I wasn't happy with you hittin' Chang at the station.

Gives us cops a bad name.

That's too fuckin' bad. Take a walk.

- Daddy! - Dad!

Daddy! Hey, guys. How ya doin'?

Good. When'd you get here?

Dad got home late last night.

- We have to let him rest. - No, I'm fine. What do you guys want to do today?

Swimming! Horseback riding.

Okay, how about we swim today and horseback ride tomorrow?

Mm-mmm. Fine.

- What do you say, Mom? - Sounds good.

I missed you guys.

Yeah. I missed you too, Dad.

Why did Elaine and Lucas go back?

Because nobody's after them,

And as far as anybody knows, Lucas doesn't know about Sloan,

So he can head up the investigation until I get back.

Well, I hope that's not too soon.

I kind of like having you around.

Oh, you do, huh? Yes, I do.

I really do.

[Michelle] Daddy, I wanna go to the mountains.

[Jeremy] Too bad. We're goin' to the desert.

[Tina] You're both right.

We have to go through the mountains to get to the desert.

[Morgan] We're almost there, guys.

[Tina] It was so great to see Elaine and Lucas, wasn't it?

Uh...

We have to do it more often.

We will. Promise?

Yes, yes, yes, yes. I promise.

[Tires Squealing]

[Gunshot] [Groans]

- [Tires Squealing] - [Tina] Kids, get down!

- Stop! Daddy! - [Morgan] We'll be all right.

[Tires Squealing]

- [Gunshot] - [Screams]

- [Tina] Stay down! - [Tires Squealing]

[Loud Thump]

[Grunts]

- [Children Whimpering] - [Horn Honking]

Kids, are you all right? Just hang on, okay?

It's gonna be fine. [Horn Honking]

- Oh, my God! - Christ!

[Both Screaming]

There's kids in that car. Screw the kids. Kill 'em all.

[Michelle] Daddy!

Come on, man. My father's not gonna like this.

Morgan's mine. I'm gonna get that bastard.

- Ray! - [Children Screaming]

[Michelle Screams]

Ray!

Ray!

- [Michelle Screams] - [Tires Squealing]

Make 'em stop!

Oh, I can't watch!

Hold my hand. Don't let go.

[Sobbing] Hang on.

[Tina, Children Screaming]

[Tina] No!

My God. There were children in that car.

[Chuckles]

Whatever.

Let's get out of here.

[Lucas] Ray.

Can you hear me? Ray.

He's still comatose, Detective Cassidy.

But he could still hear me. That's what you told me yesterday.

Yes, it is a possibility.

Father... His eyes are moving.

[Priest] Thank the Lord.

Ray, it's Lucas.

Ray. He should be in the hospital.

You should not have taken him from them.

If I would have left him, he would have been killed.

Lucas.

Thought we lost you a dozen times.

Been in a coma a week.

- Where am I? - In the Holy Innocence Mission.

[Lucas] This is Father Navarro.

He used to be a doctor.

[Morgan Exhales] They put a tracking device on your car, Ray.

They knew where you were.

They took you to the hospital after the crash.

But I knew Sloan would find you there,

So I brought you here.

Lucas, the crash...

Tina and the kids... Where are they?

[Whispering] I'm sorry, man.

[Sobs]

[Sobbing]

No.

[Brown] We still can't find Morgan.

Must be Cassidy, his partner, who's also missing.

Cassidy must have slipped him out of the hospital.

What the hell am I paying you for? He must be missing a week.

Nobody could have survived that crash, Mr. Sloan.

Morgan did.

But you managed to kill his wife and kids.

I strictly forbid that.

- It was unavoidable. - Never have I been responsible for killin' a kid.

Never. Now get the fuck out of my face.

Pop.

Nicky.

You here to stop me, Father?

You have to stop yourself, my son.

All I see is darkness.

All I feel is despair...

And hate.

Every man must choose his own path, Ray Morgan.

Turn to God.

Ask him to show you your path.

He will wait until you are ready.

[Sobbing]

Ray?

We've already spoken, Father.

Your friend Lucas is here.

I fear for your soul, son.

My soul?

I've lost my soul.

No soul is empty, Ray.

For two months I have seen pain and hatred eat you alive.

Pain will give way to healing.

And hatred can give way to forgiveness,

If you allow it.

Ray.

Let's walk.

I will keep the candles lit for your family.

Thank you, Father.

And for you.

[Bells Chiming]

[Lucas] Been hiding out since the accident,

But I'm going back to town.

Elaine's in Corona, at her aunt's house.

I have an apartment downtown under an assumed name.

Here's the number.

Call me if you need me.

Otherwise, I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Ray. We can bring Sloan down... If we're smart.

I'll call Trent. Assume everybody else is dirty.

Watch your back, partner. Okay.

[Laughing]

They tell me you haven't eaten in three days.

Has Lucas called?

You know I would tell you right away if he did.

[Beeping]

[Ringing]

Hello. Elaine? Is that you?

- Ray. - You shouldn't be there, Elaine.

- Where's Lucas? - [Choking] Ray...

Ray, Lucas...

Lucas is dead.

- What? - I'm... I'm so afraid, Ray. I don't know what to do.

Everybody thinks that someone at the station killed him.

Okay, Elaine, listen up. This is what I want you to do.

I want you to get out of town.

Don't talk to anybody. Don't tell anybody that you've talked to me.

Get out of town. Get as far away from there as possible, okay?

Okay.

Ray, please... Please be careful.

[Beeps]

[Ringing]

Captain Trent.

[Morgan] You're the only one who knew where Cassidy was staying.

- Morgan? - You're the only one who knew I'd identified Sloan's kid.

And Lucas found your tracking device on my car.

No, no. You're mistaken, Morgan.

I'm coming for you, Trent.

You're confused. Of course you are.

Where are ya? I'll send out a unit.

You killed my wife, my kids and my best friend,

And now you're gonna pay with your life.

Morgan, now... [Dial Tone]

Morgan.

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Navarro] The Lord forgives, and so must man.

Father, I can't.

[Chattering, Laughing] ** [Dance Pop]

He's just having a real tough time, and he can't pay the payments.

Hey, I don't care if he doesn't have the money, all right?

He's had more than enough time to...

Hey! How you doin'?

You guys havin' a good time? I'll be right over.

Look. He's dead. You understand me?

[Laughing] Hi, Papa.

Hi. Hi! So nice to meet you.

God, he's so cute. Oh, my God. I couldn't tell you...

Hi. How are you?

[Nicolas] You throw a beautiful party, Pop.

[Sloan] Everybody's here.

So I'm dancin'. I'm bouncin' off the walls.

Andrew's dancin'. Nicolas is dancin'. We're all sittin' there.

There's beautiful girls everywhere. I start takin' my clothes off.

Nicolas starts takin' his clothes off. All the girls...

- [Gun Cocks] - [Morgan] Just shut up,

And slowly walk towards the front gate.

- What the hell is goin' on? - [Guests Clamoring]

He-yah!

- No guns! No guns! - [Grunts]

- [Sloan] No guns! - [Clamoring]

[Both Grunting, Groaning]

[Groans]

[Glass Shatters]

[Grunting]

[Clamoring Continues]

[Bones Crack]

[Gunshots]

[Moaning] Oh, Devon!

[Wailing]

[Sirens Blaring In Distance]

Oh, my boy!

[Sirens Continue] [Wailing Continues]

[No Audio]

Forgive me, Tina.

[TV, Indistinct]

Sloan.

I expected you sooner.

Oh, your time's coming.

Do you dream when you sleep at night, Sloan?

I don't. Not anymore.

No dreams, no nightmares.

Nothing. Just blackness.

Where the fuck did he go?

Hmm.

[Trent] He wants to kill me and you.

You're our police captain. You take care of yourself. I want my boys protected.

I can promise both your sons police protection. Good.

And you, hotshot, I want you to get Morgan.

I don't care how, why or when, but you just get him.

Consider it done, Mr. Sloan. Don't blow this.

Don't blow this. Julia! Where you goin'?

Please, wait, honey. Where you goin'? Come on!

I will not stand by and watch you kill our sons.

Julia, you can't blame me for that.

I have no control on this one. Please, honey. This is all your creation.

Julia, please. I love you. Where you goin'?

What kind of a family murders its own sons?

Julia! It's over.

Your father's idea for you to leave the country is a good one, Andrew.

You'll be safe in Paris.

Yep.

I'll leave. I'll go.

Nicky's not gonna go though.

Nicky's not gonna leave Daddy.

I'll leave.

I'm gonna stay alive.

And when Morgan kills everybody,

I'm gonna inherit the whole thing.

[Siren Blaring]

[Tires Squealing]

[Tires Squealing]

[Both Grunting]

[Screams]

[Horns Honking]

[Horns Honking]

[Grunting Continues]

How much did Sloan pay you to kill my family?

He paid me to kill you. I whacked your family for kicks.

[Horn Honking]

[Tires Squealing]

Oh, shit!

[Indistinct Conversation]

Okay, Pop. Okay, it's just me and you.

You and me. I love you.

I love you too, Pop.

Hey. Where the hell's Canton?

- I don't know. - He survived the attack that killed my kid.

Where the hell is he? He never came back to the station.

All right, listen.

Tomorrow you go back to work at the factory, like nothing ever happened.

- Okay, Pop. - Mr. Sloan, that would be suicide.

We'll be there. When Morgan shows up, that'll be the end of it.

Why would Morgan walk into a trap?

Because he's destroying my family, just like I destroyed his.

He'll be there. He can't wait.

Mr. Sloan?

Ah. Just the guy I been lookin' for. I was hopin' I could explain.

I understand. [Indistinct] It wasn't my fault.

Tell me the truth. Did you ever see a view like that?

[Gunshot]

Okay, boys, let's go. We got work to do. Now.

[Michelle, Jeremy Laughing]

- Daddy! - Dad!

[Jeremy's Voice] Come on, Dad, play soccer with us.

[Trent] All the workers have gone home.

Every man on the floor is one of ours.

Good. Everything okay with you, Nick?

I took care of my end, Pop.

[Trent] Everything's been checked out. I'm bringing in...

We are going to get this done right? Absolutely.

- I don't want any problems. - I'll go back and double check everything.

I don't want any trouble this time. I want you to get it right.

[Sharp Groan]

[Groans]

[Bones Crack]

He-yah. [Groans]

[Grunting, Groaning]

[Grunting, Groaning Continue]

Hey-yah.

Christ. What was that?

He must have walked in the front door.

He's got nothin' to lose, that's why.

Trent, you get the boys and get that son of a bitch now.

Now!

Nicky, stay down! Let me get to him, Pop.

Stay down. Listen to me.

[Men Clamoring]

[Clamoring Continues]

[Panting]

Get Morgan. He's coming up. Okay, boss.

[Groans]

[Groaning]

I'm gonna kill that fuckin' bastard.

[Groans]

[Bones Cracking]

[Running Footsteps]

You take care of your ma.

I'm gonna take care of this guy myself.

[Gunshot] [Groans]

[Trent] Morgan, I'm up here! Come on and get me, you son of a bitch.

[Gunshots]

Shit!

You should be goin' for Sloan, you dumb fuck!

[Gasps]

[Bones Cracking] [Gurgling]

God! Goddamn it!

[Gasping] Why?

[Gurgling] [Bones Crack]

[Grunts]

[Footsteps]

[Groans]

[Gunshots]

[Whispering] Price is right so... [Indistinct]

[Whispering, Indistinct]

You take that way. Keep... [Indistinct]

He's around here somewhere.

[Whispering]

[Bones Crack]

Morgan!

Haven't you realized you can't win?

You can never win.

I'm gonna kill you, just like you killed my brothers.

[Footsteps Receding]

Sloan!

[Screams, Groans]

Jesus. Morgan!

Do it! Do it, Morgan!

- [Heavy Breathing] - Do it like I did your wife and kids!

Do it!

Morgan!

Morgan!