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Previously on Tommy...

Santos is giving the Day Glow
Spa cases over to the D.A.,

see which ones stick.

Your son-in-law was in Day Glow?

Your name is now on a list of people

facing possible prosecution
for soliciting a prostitute.

It isn't your business, Tommy.

I'm Kate's mother. I think it is.

Can't tell you the number of times

Kate's told me you being a cop
has ruined her life.

Looks like I'm staying

at the Airport Westin tonight.

Kiley Mills, brilliant sports agent.

This is my former
soulmate Abigail Thomas.

I had a great time.

I think we should be friends.

There is no chemistry.

You sure about that?

Red Team has infiltrated
eastern corridor.

Proceed accordingly.

Yes. And I'll take
a cache of ammo, thank you.

Now, who else is hiding in here?

Let's go.

All right. Let's go.

Ammo at 30%.

Movement detected along perimeter.

Squad up.

Question from Rocco&4:

What's my fastest time
completing a mission?

Woodland Sector.
Five minutes and 18 seconds.

- Cover.
- Go, go!

- Police!
- Police!

- LAPD!
- LAPD!

Cue left.

Police!

Put your weapon down!

And he's down.

Too bad, Booloot687.

Better luck next time.

Ooh, clean shot. Nice.

Turn around. Hands up.

Who are you?

Where's my dad?

Cooper. What's up?

Got an officer-involved
shooting, one fatality.

Where?

West Adams. DS has the address.

Okay. On my way.

Tell Diaz to meet me downstairs.

Will do.

Yeah. Okay.

What's up?

I got to go.

Mm. It's been a while

since I've heard that
at 3:00 in the morning.

Wait. Y-You're serious?

Yeah.

Is it work?

Yeah, what else would it be?

Cut me some slack. It's my
first night with the chief.

Yeah. No, yes, it's work.

There's, uh, been a shooting.

I got to, I got to go. You sleep.

Mm, I was planning on it.

Hey, are you okay about last night?

Yeah. Why?

You kept saying,

"I don't usually do this."

Well, I mean, I haven't, in a while.

Not a long while, but I guess... well...

Just so you know, I'm glad you called.

I'm always up for a late dinner.

I know it kind of came out of the blue.

It came when it needed to.

Are you okay with last night?

Yeah.

'Cause you kept saying,

"Oh, I do this all the time."

Well...

I got to go.

What happened?

It's a mess.

Commander Washington, ma'am.

911 dispatch got a phone
call from a young man

who said that his father had
shot his mother at this address.

The young man said he
was hiding in a closet

with two younger siblings.

Any previous domestic violence
calls from this address?

We didn't have time to check.

We arrived here, we heard someone yelling

from inside the house, we entered.

An adult male emerged
from one of the rooms,

holding what appeared to be a weapon.

Officer Gregory Wayne identified himself

and ordered the individual
to drop the weapon.

When the individual didn't comply,

Officer Wayne fired twice, killing him.

Homeowner?

Cyrus Callas. 53 years old.

All right. What about
the weapon in his hand?

A baseball bat.

Any evidence he killed his wife?

None. Never happened.

The only child in the house was
Callas's 15-year-old daughter.

She was playing video games,

and that was the yelling that we heard.

No son, no sibling, nobody
hiding in the closet.

- The whole thing was a prank.
- And we fell for it.

- Mm-hmm.
- Where's the mother?

Well, apparently, she
died a few years ago.

Who's with the daughter?

Social services. The name's Crystal.

There's an older sister at Berkeley.

She's been notified.

The officer?

Clean record.

Four years with the unit.

The Force Investigation Division

has the case, so nobody else

talks to Wayne until they give
us the preliminary report.

What about the caller? The freak
who started this whole thing?

We don't have anything on him yet.

Chief, you need to talk to the press.

I'll be right back.

I just spent the last ten
minutes being yelled at

by Simmons in the
Office of Legal Counsel.

He made me promise I'd tell you:

highlight the department's
intention for transparency,

make no apology, no expression of regret.

Okay. You said it.

Hello everyone. Chief Thomas

will now make a statement. Chief?

We've begun an investigation.

The results will be released
as soon as they're available.

We will also release
the names of everyone involved.

In the meantime, I would like to say...

I am very sorry about
what happened tonight.

Lives have been devastated.
We can all see that.

And we are going to do
everything in our power

to find the person responsible.

Questions?

- You have any leads?
- Chief...

My mom, he killed her.

He has a gun. Please help us.
My dad has a gun.

Help is on the way.

Is anyone else in the house
besides you and your parents?

My brother
and sister. We're hiding.

I pulled us into a closet.
Help us, please.

That's where the call ends.
It's called "swatting."

It's a practical joke
gamers pull on each other.

I know what it's called.

We're releasing
the call later today.

And Officer Wayne's name
as the shooter. Transparency.

What I don't get,
Chief, is why you told the press

you were sorry for what happened

when that is exactly
what you were asked not to do.

- About.
- What?

I said I was sorry about what happened.

- Not for.
- Oh, good.

So when the Callas family sues,
you can argue prepositions

right before the judge awards
them ten million dollars

because you claimed responsibility

on behalf of the LAPD.

That's not what I did.

The Office of Legal Counsel
is here to help

avoid situations like this.

But we can only do that
if you take our counsel.

An innocent man was killed in
his home by one of our officers.

His daughter is now an orphan.

You're not sorry about that, Simmons?

Not the point. You don't say it.

Well, what am I supposed to say?

When there is pain right in front of you,

you got to call it what it is.

Otherwise, people will
never believe a word I say.

All I know is, you just added
two or three zeroes

to the settlement we pay this family.

Lot of things the department
could spend that money on

more useful than an apology.

See you, Blake.

I understand why you said it.

But he's right.

It'll cost us.

Attention, everyone.

The school carnival
will be open in 15 minutes.

Hey. It's Kate.
I can't talk right now.

Leave a message.

Hi, it's me. Uh...

We haven't spoken
since I moved into the hotel.

So if you can... c... if you want to,

um, give me a call.

Okay. Bye.

Mrs. Gates, get me Cooper.

So, what about the kid
who placed the 911 call,

the prankster?

Swatter.

Uh, he swats, so he's a-a swatter.

I-I didn't make it up.

Fine. What do you got?

That 911 call appeared to come

from the daughter's cell phone,

but that just means
he spoofed her number.

- Spoofed?
- Used her number

to mask the true origin of the call.

The telephone company is tracing logs

to try and pinpoint
where the call was made.

Why do you think he targeted her?

The daughter, Crystal, is
a rising star on StreamConekt.

Girl gamers get harassed a lot.
It just seems likely.

Again, StreamConekt?

It's an online video platform
where gamers play live,

people log on to watch them play.

My son-in-law's a tech guy.
I pick up a couple things.

Where's Crystal now?

Well, she's with social services
until the older sister arrives.

I want this swatter.

I want you to talk to the daughter.

I think she can help us ID him.

She's a minor, so strictly speaking,

we should wait until the sister's here.

Sister shows up with a lawyer,

you may never be able to talk
to her. You got to go now.

Hello, Crystal.

We're with the LAPD.

We're trying to track down
the person who placed

the false 911 call.

Is there any chance that somebody

was targeting you or your dad?

Why would anyone swat my dad?

He's an MRI technician.

Whoever did this was after me.

My dad just got caught in the middle.

I, uh, I watched one of your streams.

Battle Dynasty, the Lark Terrain mission.

You were whipping the butt of some guy

named Keyhole399.

- What a loser.
- Yeah.

You game?

Sure. Hardcore for a while,
but then, I, uh, gave it up.

- Why?
- The better I got,

the worse the comments did.

I know, right?

Anyone been extra harsh recently?

Take your pick.

375 users I had to block from my stream.

That's in the last month.

You mind if we take a picture of that?

Go ahead.

What are you doing?

Alyssa!

It's okay. It will be okay.

- You're cops?
- Yes. We're...

I can't believe you're here.

We have nothing to say to you.

All right, uh...
if you change your mind...

Just go, all right?

Excuse me, Chief?

There's something we need to discuss.

Officer Wayne, just so you understand,

I am the final judge of
your disciplinary process,

so we cannot, uh,
discuss the events of the shooting.

I know.

So what's this about?

I'm resigning.

Why? Y-You don't know how
this is gonna turn out.

You, you could be cleared
and restored to duty.

I don't care.

I want out.

Shootings are hard.

There's nothing normal
about taking a life.

But you are the same
person now that you were

before this happened.

Just give yourself some time.

Do the counseling.

It's, it's not that.

I, I mean, that's not all it is.

Well, what do you mean?

I got doxxed.

- Uh... What?
- Doxxed.

Hacked.

Somebody posted all my personal data.

Address, social security, e-mail...

My wife has been getting
all of these abusive messages...

Plus some... uh, medical information.

What information?

I'm HIV positive.

I was trying to keep it quiet.

My wife knew, some family.

But not the rest of my unit.

Not my friends. And now...

The shooting...

I feel so horrible and...

and now this.

I don't...

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

Officer? Look at me. Take a breath.

Don't do anything today.

Just go home.

I'll have a member
of my detail drive you, okay?

Okay.

We put his name out there.

Transparency, for this?

Welcome to the Davenport School

Spring Fling.

Be sure to visit
the "dump the teacher" booth.

We're out of popcorn bags.

I will go get some more from my car.

Uh, you hold down the fort,

and I shall return
with our much-needed bounty.

Be sure to
sample some homemade pies

and stop by the goldfish game.

You're a student here,
but you don't have your ID?

I told you, it's in my locker.

Why were
you sneaking around here?

I'm not. This is how I get to my locker.

He has all the answers, doesn't
he? I don't believe you.

It's locker number 120,
check it for yourself.

Keep running your mouth,
we'll take you in for trespassing.

I can give you the combination.

- That's it.
- Excuse me.

- Officers, excuse me.
- LAPD, ma'am, step back.

I know this student.
I work at this school.

Let me see your ID.

- I left my purse in my office.
- Ms. Jones, I-I, I know her.

I said, keep your face against that wall.

- Hey, stop it!
- Hey, I said, stay back!

What are you even charging me with?

My mother is the chief of police.

So whatever you do to Davis
or me, my mother is...

Michelle Obama
is the police chief of L.A.?

Wow. Who knew I had royalty
in the back seat of my car.

She's my mother.

Nice try.

She's white. And gay.

Hey! Boss wants to see us.

I have a press briefing in 15 minutes

that was supposed to be
about the shooting,

but is now also about doxxing

and department HIV policy.

I need to prepare.

I don't think she's asking.

Okay.

How's the arm?

Better. It doesn't hurt as much.

But I still say if you're thinking

of getting shot, uh, don't.

I'll keep that in mind.

- You drink bourbon, right?
- Why?

I want to buy a bottle for a friend,

and I know nothing.

A friend...
The mayor who must not be named?

He's not Voldemort. And yes.

We got something.

We've been working with the
phone company on the SWAT call.

It was spoofed by somebody
using public Wi-Fi in Echo Park.

We've also traced the doxxing
posts to the same location.

So it is the same guy.

But wh-why would he go after
Wayne? What's the point?

For the lulz.

- The what?
- Lulz.

It's the pleasure you get from
pulling a practical joke online.

Swatting and doxxing,

they're funny to people who do it.

"Some officers bleed blue.

Officer Wayne bleeds HIV."
Posting that is funny?

Uh, the fact that we're upset is.

It's like trolling. To get a reaction.

It's a game to him. We're his opponents.

If we suffer, he's winning.

I'm gonna do the briefing.

Are you sure about that?

I want people to hear from me.

This little prick wants an opponent,

he's got one.

If an officer is physically
and mentally fit,

his or her HIV status

has no bearing on their ability to serve.

Officer Wayne is fully qualified
to return to service

pending the results
of the shooting investigation.

Next.

Are the two events linked?

Last night's hoax and today's doxxing?

I can't comment on
an ongoing investigation. You.

Chief? What are your personal thoughts

about the doxxing?

It's disgusting.

Only cowards target people like that.

It is despicable. Next.

What do you got?

We're working with the list
from Crystal's phone.

The people she blocked.

The problem is, we have their usernames,

but not their real ones.

There's a way to link
usernames with real names...

But we can't get anywhere
unless StreamConekt

gives us access to the users'
real names and locations,

and they stonewalled us.

Who runs SteamConekt?

- Guy named Ethan Glem.
- Right.

Let's go talk to Mr. Glem. Keep working.

You ready?

Yeah.

Oh. Let me take this call?

Hi.

Hey.

Checking in, 'cause it felt weird not to.

Yeah, no, no, I'm, I'm, uh, glad you did.

Saw on the news about the shooting.

It sounded terrible.

Yeah, it's a hard one.
I feel bad for everybody.

Well, how are you holding up?

Anything you need?

Well, that's actually a great question,

that I do not have the answer to.

Actually, I need information

from the president of a company
who doesn't want to give it up.

Any advice?

Why are you asking me?
You're the one with the gun.

We are discouraged
from using our weapon

to threaten interview subjects,
but thanks for the thought.

Can I, uh, give you a call later?

Sure.

Okay. Bye.

Mrs. Gates, can you gather
any news reports

about how StreamConekt is doing,
um, losses, problems,

- and then e-mail them to me?
- Yes, ma'am.

Why should my company help the LAPD?

Well, your company helps gamers
take advantage of the LAPD,

so why not level the field?

We don't encourage or condone swatting.

They why does footage of SWAT
entering the Callas home

have two million views on your site?

Uh, we try to take down those
clips as soon as they're posted.

We have a responsibility
to protect our users' privacy.

That's all there is to it.

Okay, it looks like a gaming tournament

that you hosted last month was
shut down because of a brawl,

and it looks like that's not
the first time it's happened.

Gamers can be immature idiots sometimes.

Big news. Your point?

Optics. The way things look.

I also see that your senior
director of game design

was charged with
domestic violence recently.

Starting to look like your
company has a violence problem.

That's ridiculous.

And the single most popular video

on your service is trending
because it caused a homicide.

Do you think people don't notice that?

See a pattern?

The longer
our investigation goes,

the longer you have a problem.

Because every single day,
we're gonna make sure

your company is in the news
for refusing to help.

You're not a billion dollar
company, Mr. Glem,

where you're pushing out profits

and thumbing your nose
at the Justice Department.

You're just another cash-poor startup,

hungry for investors.

You're trying to blackmail me.

No, I can't do that.
I'm the chief of police.

But you give us the names,

you will be the company that
helped us catch a killer.

People love those.

Listen up.

You can make one call
with your phone. Want to?

Uh, I was brought in with
a boy named Davis Jacobs.

Do you know where he's being held?

No. You want to make a call or not?

One call, that's it.

You've reached Henry Jones.
Please leave a message.

Come on, Henry. You
won't even answer the phone?

Is there anyone else
you could reach out to?

Hey, Kate. What's up?

We went through the names
that StreamConekt provided,

and we found one.

Gamers can establish subscription hubs

where superfans can donate
money for exclusive content.

Like VIP access.

Superfans can also donate
and propose challenges.

Last week, Crystal exchanged messages

with a guy named Arthur Stray.

It got creepy fast, and she blocked him.

- Creepy how?
- He offered her $2,000

to complete an "Amsterdam" mission

dressed up as Lara Croft.

You wrestle with vampires in brothels

and do drugs with werewolves.

- That's a video game?
- Yeah.

Stray's username profile says he's 15.

What teenager has two grand to spend?

He's in L.A.?

Lives ten minutes from Echo Park.

Uh, excuse me.

I need your help.

We talking bourbon?

What-What's
the difference if it's made

in a cask or a barrel?

Ah, well, barrels are casks,
but not all casks are barrels.

Police!

Get down now!

Police! Get down now!

What's happening?

Hands in the air now!

- Blake, are you okay?
- We've got a situation.

Several emergency calls came in

basically at the same time from all over.

Active shooter, hostage taken,
armed robbery in progress,

all at once. There.

Ken?

Blake, are you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

SWAT just swept the aisles

looking for something that isn't here.

Blake says SWAT just stormed
a store she's at

responding to an emergency call,
but nothing was going on.

There's nothing going on
at any of the locations.

We've been swatted.

Yeah, got it. Thanks.

- Hey. What's up?
- Diaz.

Detail for the chief.
You're holding Kate Jones here?

- What about it?
- Who's the arresting officer?

Me. Who's asking?

You brought in Kate Jones?

You arrested Kate Jones?

Dude, you got a problem?

No, dude. I'm not the one
with the problem.

Jones, let's go.

Diaz. Thank you.

- Let's get you out of here.
- Uh, we want to say

this was a misunderstanding.

Just tell me where Davis Jacobs is.

Is he in the building?

I'm not leaving until you tell me.

He's at Central Juvenile Hall.

All told, there were ten false alarms,

all within a quarter-mile
of police headquarters.

Somebody's trying to get our attention.

Any injuries?

Some minor. No fatalities.

It's our lucky day.

We got to find a way
to vet these 911 calls.

Ma'am, when someone
reports an active shooter,

we can't stop to run a background check.

The best outcomes are when
we respond immediately.

We're getting played like a yo-yo here.

- It's got to stop.
- This was just posted online:

"Hey Lady Chief, this coward
sure made SWAT scramble!"

We don't answer.

He wants a response,
we're not gonna give it to him.

I'll-I'll draft a statement
from the department

saying we're investigating and that's it.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Boss, with respect, is there
gonna be another apology?

Some of the guys felt like you
were apologizing for them.

Well... please tell them

that that was not my intent
in any way, and no,

there is nothing to apologize for.

This guy may go after other people.

Let's put a car outside Wayne's,

and, uh, protection for Crystal, too.

I'll offer, but I'm not sure the
Callas family will accept it.

I hear they're talking
to Delvin and Young.

- Attorneys?
- Big firm,

won some major judgments
against the department.

They're coming for us.

Do you think it was
a mistake to apologize?

I-I understand wanting
to show compassion,

but the ugly truth is

the politics of your job
doesn't always for allow it.

A-And one more thing,

I heard from a DDA on that
Day Glow Spa case.

They've reviewed the case files,

they're not gonna prosecute anybody.

They don't think
there's enough evidence, so...

son-in-law is off the hook.

That's a relief, right?

Yes. Thank you.

Luna good?

Yeah, she's at a sleepover
with her Scout troop.

Kate, I... I'm really sorry
for what happened to you today.

You got me out of this nightmare.

You don't have anything to apologize for.

I'm LAPD. I wear the uniform.

I don't think I've ever
seen you in uniform.

You got jokes.

I know y-you tried
to tell them who you are.

Thank you.

I can't tell you the number of times

an officer thought I was a suspect,

asking me for ID.

Hey, Mrs. Jones.

Oh, my God, Davis, what happened?

They... they-they put me
in a cell with this crazy dude.

Said I stole something from him.

Can I call my parents?

Of course, sweetheart.

So...

Arthur Stray, Crystal Callas superfan.

I don't understand why I'm here.

I mean, you can't possibly think

I had anything to do
with these swattings.

Oh, I don't know, Mr. Stray,
I can think of a lot of things.

Like, for example, I could
think it a little strange

that a 37-year-old securities trader

posed as a teenage boy on StreamConekt

and asked a 15-year-old Crystal

to "go Amsterdam."

I didn't "pose." I assumed
an alternate digital identity.

There's nothing unusual about that.

I thought she deserved
a larger following.

I was suggesting ways for her
to expand her audience.

By wearing a halter top and short shorts?

I think of it as branding.

Those "suggestions" got you blocked,

cut off. That tick you off?

Tick me off? Look, some guy
picked a fight with me

while I was in the middle
of messaging her.

He said I was wasting
my money on an e-girl,

so I told him to screw a nut.
Then my cell phone bricked.

- Bricked?
- The operating system crashed.

The guy he was arguing with hacked it.

What was this guy's username?

ReadyMa05. Real dick.

- ReadyMa05?
- Screen name.

He was a big fan of Crystal's,
then he got ugly.

Any way to connect him to the swatting?

We found video of him playing.

He wears a mask, but we got
a recording of his voice.

Voice analysis says
he placed the 911 call.

So pick him up.

Didn't StreamConekt give us
the usernames and addresses?

We tried. He used a fake name, ghost IP.

He's well-hidden, but Ken had an idea.

Ken?

Well, ReadyMa05 responded
when this guy Arthur Stray

made a bid on Crystal's gaming.

If we planted a bid
while Crystal was playing,

we might draw him out.

If I know he's online, I can get
his IP and track his location.

But doesn't this require that
the Callas family work with us?

Yes, it does.

I know there's nothing I can say
that will ease your pain,

so I won't try,

but we were both victimized
by the same person.

There is a chance, with Crystal's help,

- that we could catch him.
- No.

- Alyssa...
- No.

This ReadyMa05,
he didn't break into our house,

he didn't shoot our dad,
your cops did that.

- I know.
- We can't even stay

in the house. There are
bullet holes in the wall.

I know, but we would not have been there

if that person didn't lie to us.

Then you should get better
at figuring out

when people are lying.

- Alyssa, I want to help.
- Honey, they don't deserve it.

If I hadn't been playing, maybe
none of this would've happ...

I know it's not my fault,
but that's not how it feels.

If I can do something to fix this,

then it would help me.

What do you want her to do?

- How you doing?
- Nervous.

Just play like you normally do.

Our tech team will take care of the rest.

Copy. Okay, let's start.

And Crystal is live.
That's her, BlueSkies.

Greeted by 7,000 viewers and counting.

I still don't understand
why people would watch

other people play video games.

Because it's fun?

Like watching a really bloody,
violent chess match.

I just joined the chat section.

Which one are you?

"LuckyGrip579"?

Name of a math rock band
I started in high school.

Crystal's really good.

She reminds me why
I used to love playing.

Not anymore?

Not anymore. It's been a while.

Yeah, I won a tournament.

I was 16, it was epic.

Then the comments started coming in.

"The match was fixed."

"They went easy 'cause she's a girl."

Lot of stuff about slitting my throat.

Then this guy started calling the house.

He told my mom he was gonna break in

and kill us in our beds.

I didn't want my mom scared like that,

so I quit,

which is what they wanted
all along, I guess.

ReadyMa05 just joined the chat.

They're gonna start tracing his IP.

We need to keep him on
as long as possible.

You set to do the drop?

Yup.

We donate $5,000 to Crystal's profile,

and if history repeats itself,
ReadyMa05 should start flaming.

And there's the first flame.

What, insult>

Uh-huh.

"WTH, who donates
to Daddy's little killer?

This trash got herself swatted!"

You want to answer? Throw some shade?

Tell him, "You wish
you had cash like this."

ReadyMa: "I make your salary in a day."

"You live on the corner
of Broke and Bumming."

ReadyMa: "You're cruising
for a SWAT, D-Bag."

"You couldn't swat an ass
at a strip club."

Officer Kim.

Coordinates are being rendered.

We got his address.

Yes.

So...

looks like his name is Steven Mist.

We got a location. I sent a team out,

they're picking him up right now.

Up top. All right.

Great.

You got your guy. We're still suing.

You'll hear from our attorney.

Let's go, Crys.

Move. Move, move.

Ready?

Go, go, go.

Police! Hands up!

Hands up right now!

Hi. I am Lady Chief Thomas.

A bunch of detectives
are gonna come in here

and talk to you in a few minutes.

But before that,
I wanted you to see these.

This is Cyrus Callas,

the man that you had killed
for no reason.

These are his daughters.

Those snotbags came at me.

What's that, Steven? I can't hear you.

People think that they can
come at me, like I'm a joke.

People? People like who?
Like-like Crystal?

I spent months

winning missions so I could
build an elite fighter,

and that e-slut killed him in 90 seconds.

That witch started it.

That diseased SWAT guy's so worthless,

he pulled the trigger.

But I'm the coward?

I'm jacked in the head?

I didn't do nothing but
try to take my elite fighter

out on missions.

Look at me, Steven.

Look at me!

You're going to prison...

for the real people,
the real lives that you ruined.

The man that you had killed.

Let me put this
in terms you'll understand.

Between Crystal and me, two times now,

you got beat by a girl.

Hey, honey, thank you for calling.

Wh-what happened?

I want those officers in front of me.

They are going to answer for this.

You can't get involved.

The union will be all over you.

You think I give a flying...

When I got started,
I got desk duty every year

because I filed discrimination
complaints with the union.

And those were just the incidents

I felt I had to report.

You can't ignore them.

I'm not staying out of this.

Call Simmons.

You want legal counsel with you.

Why?

To keep you from killing somebody.

As president of the union, I am appalled

at what's being done to these officers.

Nothing's been done, Lou.

No? Hauling 'em in here

for this completely
unjustified interrogation?

Not an interrogation. A conversation.

I just want to understand what happened.

Why was Davis Jacobs arrested?

Ma'am, we observed him trying
to break into the school.

- His own school?
- He couldn't verify that.

Kids lie to us all the time.

You couldn't go inside and ask somebody?

Don't answer that.

Why was Kate Jones arrested?

They are not gonna answer any
questions about Kate Jones.

Why not?

Because of your obvious bias.

The only thing
these officers did wrong was

they didn't recognize your daughter.

She interfered with the officers
in the pursuit of their duties.

That's an arrest.

Were they supposed
to make sure that she wasn't

a member of your family
before they arrested her?

We are here because
a 15-year-old honor student

was put in cuffs outside his own school.

- He was roughed up.
- That's out of line.

He was put in a cell with a 17-year-old

charged with attempted murder
who sent him to the ER.

We're supposed to do

compatibility checks with cellmates now?

All right. What I want to know is this.

Would any of this have taken place

if Jacobs was white?

It's taken almost 30 years for the LAPD

to get rid of this kind of behavior.

Now we have the union president

patting these boys on the back.

That's it, we're going.

You know, you're not here
for us officers.

You're out for yourself.

No, I-I support any officer
who does this job

the way it's supposed to be done.

The way you supported
those SWAT guys last night

with your little apology
at the Callas crime scene?

Yeah, we all heard that.

My eyes are on these guys.

They get demoted or transferred

as some sort of backdoor retribution,

we're filing suit.

Well, that went great.

I, uh, heard from the firm
representing the Callas family.

They mentioned that apology, too.

It's possible you only added
one zero to the settlement.

I'm contacting the Jacobs family.

Oh, Washington.

Yes, ma'am.

Have you heard from Wayne?

I spoke to him a while ago.
He's a little better.

- You mind a suggestion?
- I'm listening.

Tonight or tomorrow, pay him a visit.

Maybe bring some of the squad,

just to let him know
he still has his people.

- Will do.
- Okay, thanks.

Is Henry home?

I honestly don't know.

I used my one call on him,

and, well, you saw who ended up
getting me and Davis released.

Yeah, just, I don't want
to cause any problems.

Oh, by the way, the DA is not
going to prosecute anyone.

Insufficient evidence.

So, uh, Henry will not get arrested.

All this time worrying about him,

and I'm the one who ends up
spending a day in jail.

Kate, why didn't you call me?

"If I interfere, it will
make things much, much worse

for all of us."

That's what you said when
I asked you to help Henry.

This is not the same thing.

- Why not?
- Because you are my daughter.

I tried to tell them that.

That officer didn't believe me.
He laughed in my face.

Honey, from the day you were born,

people have questioned
my parentage of you.

I... What can you do?
You just keep telling them

until they get it, I guess.

No, that-that doesn't work.

See, you get, you get the chance

to keep talking until someone listens,

and me and Davis don't have that luxury.

Those officers refused to
believe us because we're black.

And nothing we said
could have changed that.

You know how sorry I am
about all this happening, right?

What about Davis and his parents?

I'm gonna apologize to them, too.

You okay?

Yeah.

Okay. I'm gonna get going.

You know, i-it's stupid,
you staying at that hotel.

Why don't you... come home?

Well, what about Henry?

At this point,

I don't really care what he thinks.

Will you move back?

Please?

Okay.

I will see you tomorrow.

Good.

Thank you.

We don't have to hang here.

You know, I have a home. A nice one.

Yes, but do you have a live jazz trio

that performs every
Monday, Wednesday and Friday?

You got me there.

Thank you.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

You dominated the news alerts
on my phone today.

Yeah.

Today was busy.

Mm.

So, today, long day, you call.

Yesterday, long day, you call.

And you want to know what's going on.

Well, I think it's because
you like my company.

Hmm, could be that.

Maybe I'm just lonely.

Well, who isn't?

I like your company, that's why I called.

I like sharing a bottle of wine with you.

I haven't made any mistakes with you yet.

Uh, right?

Yeah.

I've only been in L.A. for two months.

These past two nights have been

the least complicated part
of my life here so far.

Well,

I gotta admit, I have never shared

a fine hotel room
with someone whose life is

so spectacularly busy.

Yes. Thank you.

I'm usually the one that's
getting the 3:00 a.m. call,

catching the red-eye to JFK.

Oh, man, JFK.

JFK.

I miss New York.

Well, I'll give it a kiss
for you next time I'm there.

Was that for me or New York?

Oh, both.

What about the Bronx? Staten Island?

Brooklyn...

God, that's me.

Uh, I can step out in the hall
if you need a minute.

No.

No, you know what?

Stay.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Okay.