All language subtitles for The SHIELD - S07 E10 - Party Line (720p - BluRay)

NARRATOR: Previously
on The Shield:

VIC: I'm officially resigning.

So it's kiss-my-ass time.

This is still my campaign.

Mr. Mayor,
the dick is up your ass.

And I am the one who
decides when it comes out.

AC EVE DA: Pezuela's verbal beatdown
was for this guy's benefit-.

I'm guessing your intel about
a cartel evaluator was dead on.

OLIVIA: Guillermo Beltran.

No wonder Pezuela was
trying to impress him.

His boss is in town.

You heard Vic turned
in his badge yesterday?

That leaves me to be your
most important instrument

in the Guerrero
cartel investigation.

OLIVIA: if you're no
longer valuable to Pezuela,

we're not sure you're valuable
to this investigation.

I'm looking for a
place to hide $100,000

where Vic won't find it.

[GUNSHOT]

Why does Vendrell want you dead?

Vic thinks Shane was waiting
at his place last night.

Shane Vendrell hired
you to kill Gardocki?

Mackey!

Look for Shane! He just left!

PHILLIPS: Every law
enforcement agency statewide

has a description of
Vendrell's vehicles

and recent pictures
of the family.

Shane and I are
getting out of town.

I'm gonna call from wherever
we are and check in.

Vic and Ronnie are going to
do everything in their power

to prevent the cops
from finding us.

We gotta find them
before anyone else does.

[SIREN BEEPING]

That man over there has a gun!

MARA: Vic tried to kill us
tonight, and you helped him.

When I call you tomorrow,

you need to have
information on how and where

the police are looking for us.

What did she say?

That they're not gonna be
calling back here ever.

[CAR ENGINE RUNNING]

[TURN SIGNAL CLICKING]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[KNOCKING]

[DOOR OPENS]

MAN: Who the hell are you?

Tell Stella we're
here to see her.

Well, she's asleep,

being the middle of the
goddamn night and all.

We're old friends
of her daughter's.

[MUSIC PLAYING OVER STEREO]

[DOOR CLOSES] STELLA:
I haven't seen Mara.

Since you boys drove all
the way from Los Angeles,

can I get you a drink?

MAN: The local police
have been here.

Stella told them everything.

Why don't you pour yourself
a turpentine martini,

and give us some air?

STELLA: Last time I saw you,

my daughter got herself
in some trouble,

and you weren't real nice about
it, Vic.

Yeah, well, Mara's got
herself in an even worse jam-.

You have any idea where she
and Shane might be headed?

Keeping your mouth shut
means aiding a fugitive.

You made that sound so official.

It just doesn't seem
legit, though,

this whole midnight drop by.

And I don't know shit
about where Mara's gone to.

Shane's dangerous.

It's not safe for Mara out
there, or for Jackson.

Her pregnancy could
be in jeopardy.

Pregnancy?

Oh, well,
this is a real fine way

to get the happy news.
VIC: How long's it been

since Mara's been
in touch with you?

I stopped keeping track.

She used to help
me out with money.

And once she got married,
that all changed.

[ICE CLINKING]

[DOOR OPENS]

But if you find her,

you tell her I'm happy
for her with that baby.

Yeah.

I'll be real sure to do that.

[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING OVER PA]

Nice crowd for
after-hours, Santi.

Tip well, uh,
they leave the lights on for you.

You're on the
wrong side of town.

VIC: I'm here to give you
a reason to celebrate.

Name's Vendrell.

There's a reward waiting for
anyone who can deliver him.

Now, 10 grand, that will buy
you an awful lot of cervezas -.

You or any of your
boys find Vendrell,

you hold him for me.

But be careful, he's an ex-cop.

Call me at that number.

I show up with the money,

we make the exchange.

This gonna get us into any
shit with your pals in blue?

It's staying just
between you and me.

But I've already got a few other
search parties after that cash,

so there will only be one
winning lottery ticket.

Keep it.

Not feeling very
sentimental these days.

[DOOR OPENS]

SHANE: Mara?

Mara?

Hey, buddy.

Mara?

Water warm?

Mm.

It helps my back.

Wanna come in?

Close your eyes.

It's like we're off
the coast somewhere.

Somewhere far, far away.

Soon, baby.

I promise.

Soon.

Nothing.

All right,

Shane knows we're already
onto his last motel,

so he's probably looking
for a place with less eyes.

My shift starts
in a couple hours.

All right.

[UNLOCKS CAR]

[EXHALES HEAVILY]

You coming?

We're not gonna find him.

Sure we are.

We're betting our freedom
on gang leaders, Vic.

And that's if any
of them spot Shane.

Look, I'm turning
over every rock I can.

I'm gonna run.

Hey, we're not there yet.

I call in sick to the Barn,

be across the border before
anybody knows about it.

Be a few days before
they even look for me.

Once you flip that switch,
there's no going back.

Look, when they find Shane,
we're lifers in jail.

That's why we gotta
find him first.

We had our chance.

Hey, man,
it's just like any other case.

Sometimes you gotta wait
until something hits.

I can't sit in
the Barn and wait.

If something goes
down and I don't hear,

all they gotta do is
march across the bullpen

and slap the cuffs on me.

And how's your running
gonna make me look?

You should run too, man.

Hey. Hey-

This isn't something

I haven't thought of
myself, okay?

Then let's go. No.

Let's go.
No, Shane does not get to win.

He dropped the grenade
that killed our team.

But he doesn't get
to kill your career,

my life with my children.

This side gig I
got going with ICE,

it's going really well.

Now, I'm trying to insulate
us from all this shit.

Set us up with...
With jobs and fed badges.

Why would they wanna bail us
out, Vic?

Me helping out Olivia,
it's got her in my corner.

And she's whispering
in all the right ears.

All I gotta do is nail
this shithead Mexi.

Pezuela? Not Pezuela.

His boss.

This cartel guy.

When that mouse trap springs,

I'll tell ICE that it's time
for them to cut us a deal.

You think they'll go for that?

All I need is two,
three more days.

We keep looking for Shane

or he stays hidden that long,

I turn it up a
notch with Olivia,

and then I toss your name in
when she starts talking terms.

Give me one last shot

at getting us through this shit.

If I fail, we'll both run.

[TIT]

CASSIDY: Mom?

What's wrong?
Megan had a bad dream.

Didn't you hear her crying?

Uh. Okay, um.

Go back to bed.

Come on,
you've got school in the morning.

Come on.

DUTCH: Uh, Nurse Mackey?

We're here about that, uh,
assault victim you called in?

Yeah. Can you cover my beds for me?
Thanks, Barb.

Before I say anything,
I need to be sure

that I can't get into
trouble for this.

Vic cannot know
that I came to you.

Anything you say pertaining
to this investigation

is protected. You have my word.

No,
I'm gonna need it in writing.

I want my lawyer to review it.

Corrine, it's us.

CORRINE: Just have
the papers drawn up

and be back here in two hours.

What's the rush?
Vic planning something?

No, just be back here in two hours.
Okay.

Corrine, we'll draw up
whatever documents you want.

But we'll need to know what
we're dealing with right now.

Oh, God.

Shane and Mara contacted me.

They wanted information
about the police search.

Vic convinced me to
go along with it.

He lied to me and he used
me to try to kill them.

I need Vic out of
my life for good.

But my kids cannot know
that I did this to him.

Arrest her and find out what
she knows in interrogation.

We arrest Corrine Mackey,

that leaves us limited and
dated information on Shane.

Now, we work with her,
that allows us to get to him.

PHILLIPS: She's admitted to
having contact with a fugitive.

She can be forced to cooperate.

DUTCH: Corrine's only
trying to get free

from the web that Vic has spun.

She didn't have to come forward.
We owe her.

Not to mention,

this could close the book
on Vic Mackey for good.

Something that should have
been done a long time ago.

I gave Vic a pass
from time to time.

But only when he could
make a difference.

No, you were sweeping
him under the rug.

He's made a lot of good arrests.

I don't want all
those overturned.

The crimes Corrine
can help get Vic on

are limited to him and Shane.

Shouldn't jeopardize
any convictions.

Fine.

Let's give her the
help she needs.

How's the early retirement?

It's not all Hawaiian
shirts and fishing trips.

Yeah, I heard about Vendrell.

Strike Team's demise is more
violent than I predicted.

End of an era. But I'm already
looking forward to a new one.

Of course.

Vic Mackey doesn't
hand over his badge

without an exit strategy.

I'm here to warn you.

Your golden parachute
might be about to rip.

Olivia gave me a heads-up.

Guillermo Beltran's
the new Fed get.

Really?

Pezuela's an M.B.A.
with a dirty agenda.

This guy Beltran,
he's the real power.

Which is why ICE needs
me now more than ever.

You think Chaffee
and the line-up

of budget-crunchers
he answers to

gives a rat's ass about you?

About keeping you alive?

The moment Beltran
crossed that border,

the rules of the game changed.

The feds want this guy
so bad they can taste it.

And they will not have a
problem shooting the messenger.

Oh, I see. So...
So you want me to just back off

and let you handle things
and gobble up all the glory.

LS that it?

There's only gonna be room
for one guy to work Beltran.

And that's gonna be me.

That's what I do.

Not anymore.

You're way in over your
head, councilman.

Working the Mexican cartel
from the inside out?

This isn't pushing paperwork
from the Barn to downtown.

This is real police work.

Pezuela's seen your
old photo album.

He doesn't fear you.

He doesn't respect you,
and Beltran won't, either.

So do yourself and
your family a favor.

Step away from the
table, stay away from me,

and let the real men
finish this job-.

MARA: Eat one of those hot dogs.

You know, baby?

Yeah?

Might be kind of nice to
find a place on the coast.

Mm.

I'd like that.

Hey, buddy?

You ready?

Yeah. Watch this.

Oh!

[LAUGHING]

You see that?
You see what Daddy's doing?

Yeah?

Bet you 100 grand could get us
a place even bigger than this.

You know what?

I bet you you're right.

You gonna cook for me every
day down in Colombia too?

No, I am going to hire
us a personal chef

to make us breakfast in
bed every single morning.

I love you.

I love you.

All right,
Daddy's gonna make his.

Mm.

Okay, scoot over, buddy.

Come on.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Did we have a meeting?
Think of it as roll call.

I'm clocked in and
ready for work.

If I need you, I'll call you.

Oh.

I've had some extra
time on my hands lately,

thought I could keep
busy for the cause.

But, hell,
I get paid either way.

Haven't had the pleasure.
I'm Vic Mackey.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

That's right. I was a cop.

But now I'm more
of a favor-granter.

What kind of favors?

I specialize in the
hard-to-deliver kind.

I guess you're a
good guy to know.

Well, I'm a real...

Vic Mackey?
Didn't expect to find you here.

So you're making new friends?

How do you know Cruz?

Just finishing some
paperwork on an old case.

What are you doing here, David?

You and I need to talk,

in private.
PEZUELA: Come back later.

If you and I are gonna
continue this arrangement,

I need a restatement
of my terms.

You don't get terms.
You get to be mayor.

ACEVEDA: Oh, I know.

But that will be
with or without you.

I'm still deciding which.

[CHUCKLES]

Well,
do you mind giving us a hint

as to which way you're leaning?

From now on,

you don't make any decisions
regarding my campaign.

Who I work with or
where I work out of.

I don't care how much you or
your investors contribute.

You are my goddamned errand boy,

and you will do
exactly as you're told!

You're an empty suit.

You're a checkbook,
nothing more.

And just because you
hang out with tough guys,

doesn't make you tough.

[GRUNTING]

[CHOKING]

David.

Get back! Get back, Vic.

You assaulted a
reserve police officer.

And that's a felony.

You have made a
very big mistake.

The only mistake I made

was letting you think that
I was your errand boy,

instead of the other way around.

VIC: What the hell was that?

I just proved my point.

VIC: You blew that ICE
investigation out the window.

The one you're so desperate
to stay relevant to, huh?

By taking on the cartel,

you've opened yourself to
a world of possibilities,

all of them bad.

You're gonna get
yourself killed.

Beltran just saw the
same thing you just saw.

Which means I'm gonna deal
with him directly from now on.

So if you're still fantasizing

about being lCE's
connection to the cartel,

well, you better get
yourself a new gig.

LAWYER: Here you go, captain.

Would you like me to stay?
I'm fine, thank you.

Mara came to see me
a few nights ago.

She claims that Vic and
Ronnie tried to kill Shane.

Something having to
do with the Armenians.

CLAUDETTE: And Mara asked
you to help her and Shane

get police information
regarding them as fugitives?

CORRINE: Vic thought
it would be best

if Shane and Mara
left the country.

That it would be better for
all of us if they got away.

Instead, he tried to
track them down himself?

Ronnie have anything
to do with this hunt?

I don't know if Ronnie
helped him or not.

DUTCH: How did Vic find Shane?

CORRINE: He asked me about
medication that Jackson was taking.

Mara called me to say

that Vic had tracked
them down last night.

Tried to kill them.

She's pregnant, for God sakes.

I never liked her,

but she doesn't deserve this.

DUTCH: Pay Vic a visit?

Not yet. We've seen the
hold he's got on Corrine.

I'm not sure she'd be willing
to repeat that in a courtroom.

I'll use Inglewood to set
up a tap on Corrine's phone.

That way we won't trigger
suspicion with Ronnie.

CLAUDETTE: I'll park
him with Billings

until we know what
his involvement is.

Steve will like that.
He's got a pretty big man crush.

I don't want Inglewood to
know who this number is for.

You never know how far
Mackey's reach goes.

Think Vic's got
many friends left?

So from here on out,
this investigation is between us.

Nine, 10.
Ready or not, here I come.

[PIANO PLAYING]

MARA: Where's Jackson?

Shh.

Where's Jackson?

Nope, he's not in there.

Is he over here?

Nope.

I didn't know you played the
piano, baby.

Huh.

Yeah, my mom made me take
lessons when I was a kid.

I was in class with
these four girls.

[LAUGHS]

It didn't last long.

I was too busy wanting
to help my dad fix cars.

Wish I would've kept at
it, though. Hm.

Where's Jackson?

Let's see.

[GASPS]

There you are.

Ha-ha! I found you.

[LAUGHING]

Baby, come dance.

SHANE: Come on, baby.

Show me your
two-step, little man.

Come on.

[LAUGHING]

Come on, buddy,
show me what you got.

Oh, should I come back?

What do you need, Steve?
[DOOR CLOSES]

Got a call from a detective
in North Hollywood.

Asked if we'd interview

a couple locals for
him on a murder case.

Oh, we're a little
busy right now.

It's just taking
a few statements,

eliminating them as suspects.

I figure if Dutch
and I split up,

we could knock it
out by lunchtime.

Grab Gardocki.

Dutch is staying with
me on Vendrell today.

You, uh, catch a lead on Shane?

What's going on? We got nothing.

BILLINGS: Hey,

looks like you and me
are first string today.

What do you mean?

North Hollywood's got a
home invasion murder. So?

So they want us
to do interviews.

This is a chance for you
and me to chat things up.

You can tell me how you
met that Asian hottie.

I wanna stick around here,

see what breaks on
the Shane thing.

Well, sorry, Claudette's orders.

Besides, by the time we're done,

you could be speaking
to Vendrell in person.

What'd you hear?

Dutch and Claudette are
playing I Got a Secret,

but it's real enough.

Vic and Shane always
seemed so tight.

Friendships do get
tested, I guess.

What's he doing here?

[DIALS PHONE]

[RINGS]

Mara?

DUTCH: Vic's walking up to
your front door right now.

What do I do?

You on a landline or a cordless?

Cordless. Good.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Set the phone down,
act like it's off.

I'll keep the line open.

Hi. What are you doing here?
It's almost 1:00.

It's a long shot, but I thought

maybe Shane and Mara
would call back.

She said she didn't trust
us, remember?

She doesn't trust me.

Either way, they're desperate.

Can I come in and wait
around for a while?

You never know.

VIC: Hey,

place looks nice.

Yeah. I, uh,
took advantage of having the day off

and did some cleaning.

Look, I know you never
asked to be a part of this.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

I want you to know,

I really appreciate you
pulling through for me here.

CORRINE: Just hanging in there.

[WHISPERS] We're
gonna miss the call.

Well,

looks like they
kept their promise.

If you hear from them,

let me know right away, okay?

Okay, I will.

Are you still there?

DUTCH: He's on his
way to his car.

Hang up the phone.

[DIAL TONE, CLICK]

[RINGS]

Hello?

MARA: Why was the line
busy, Corrine?

CORRINE: I have two autistic
kids, Mara.

One of them knocked the phone
off the hook. I'm sorry.

Tell me what you know.

They've expanded their search
to include other precincts.

All major thruways out of
the city are being watched.

MARA: What else?

CORRINE: They're going
to release your pictures

for the evening news.

I'll call you back at 10.

Sounds like she's in.

I got nothing yet.

Look at you, Beverly Hills Cop.

Been a long time.

What are Dutch and
Claudette up to?

They've been out all day.

I've been stuck in
Interrogation with Billings.

Something's going on.

But I don't see how
I can find out what.

What about Billings?
Can he get something out of Dutch?

I'll try.

He wants to be my best friend.

Ask Julien too.

I'm not sure what
side he's on here.

It's better than nothing.

How's it going
with our ICE angle?

That's all looking good.

Hey,
don't treat me like Claudette.

What's the real deal here?

Right now,
it's all about Aceveda.

So I've gotta get ICE to
move away from him first.

Well, how you gonna do that?
With a little help from you.

You got a drink you
can recommend here?

How'd you know I was here?

More mysterious if
I don't tell you.

This conversation will be
a lot longer if you do.

Waited outside of Pezuela's
place for you to come out,

see which car you were
driving, I got the plate.

Had a friend of mine
in the department

put your car on a
watch and advise.

Ten minutes later, we got a hit.

Your Benz was sleeping
outside in this parking lot.

And here I am.

You've still got juice
with the police, huh?

Enough to make a screwdriver
for every vato in L.A.

I don't know who
you are exactly,

but judging by the Way.

Pezuela puffed up his chest
when I first got there,

I'd say important.

Which means you're cartel.

Pretty high up too.

Can I guess why you're here?

Pezuela's screwing up.

Body-draggings.
Public assassination.

Pointing the finger
at your organization

while he walks around
in a suit and tie.

More interested in
his big buildings

than doing business for you.

Getting his ass kicked
by a politician today,

that couldn't have
inspired much confidence.

BELTRAN: We don't work
well with outsiders.

VIC: Who do you think

has been cleaning
up Pezuela's mess?

You wanna prove yourself to me?

Try me.

I never wanna see
his face again.

Pezuela?

Show me the cop
washes off of you.

[TAPPING]

Hey. Hey, someone's here.

Shit.

MARA: Um.
Finish getting him dressed.

They're not coming
by for another hour.

I wanted to get here early
to air the place out.

I thought I heard someone.

Hi, I'm Debbie Paluf.
I'm with Keller.

You scared me.

Why didn't you
leave the door open?

Oh,
I have a single dad in there.

He has a toddler and he wanted
to make sure the locks worked.

He's a very nervous guy.

I'll call you back.

Neil said they weren't
showing this place till 4.

MARA: Oh, yeah, probably.

I was showing a
place over on Belden

and we drove by
and saw the sign.

So I called Hillary Gratham

and I asked her for
the lock-box code.

SHANE: Can I ask you about
the schools around here?

Oh, hi. Hi.

Mr.
Wilson, apparently this house

is being shown to
another buyer at 4.

Well, I better make my
decision quick then, huh?

Not sure if Debbie showed you,

but did you see the back
patio's been newly re-tiled

with terra cotta? And the...

What are you...? [GUN COCKS]

Oh, my God. Take her phone.
Take her keys.

Come on.

Please, don't hurt me.

It's okay.

Please, don't. I beg you.

My husband, my daughter...
Just shut up already!

Just shut up! [WOMAN SCREAMS]

[SOBBING]

Hey,
how's the Shane thing coming?

Hard-Like trying to find
a needle in 10 haystacks-.

Dutch. So you think that
Shane's still in L.A.?

Like I said, Steve,
we got nothing.

DUTCH: A realtor was
forcibly detained

by an armed man and woman

when she found them squatting
in one of her homes.

They locked her in a pantry
before escaping in her car.

Shane and Mara.

Where? Los Feliz.

Unis said she was locked
up for about an hour

before another realtor
arrived with clients.

I'll call their captain,

see if he can quietly get
a few cars over there.

Pull a few of ours as
well, get them over there.

Right, right, right.

Julien. Got a second?

Sure. What's up?

I need you to, uh,

issue a message on the MDT.

Is this about Vendrell?

Yeah, and I don't want it
to go out on the radio.

Beltran gave me my
first task today.

Apparently, he's not happy
with your job performance.

He sent me to kill you.

Lucky for you,

we don't play on the same team.

I work for Olivia Murray.

That's right.

Agent Murray has a
few questions for you,

askedif I could bring you in.

I need you to give
me back her file

before we head over there.

That file's what I
got on that bitch.

That bitch will send
you out on the street,

at the cartel's mercy
if I tell her to.

Now, you're about to get

something that nobody ever gets:

a second chance.

For a guy who could be face
down in the L.A. river,

you don't seem very cooperative.

You were green-lit, Cruz.

You understand how lucky you are

that Beltran gave the hit to a
guy working undercover for us?

If Beltran wants me
dead, I'm dead.

If I talk, it just gives him
more incentive to find me.

How are you gonna
protect me from that?

We'll give you a new life.

[CHUCKLES]

What's that,
a townhouse in Phoenix?

No, thanks.

Why don't you give
your boss a ring?

Tell him it looks like we're
gonna be here for a while.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Well done.

You keep stonewalling like
this for a couple of days,

I promise you,

I will deliver Beltran
to them myself.

You walk out of this
without a scratch.

Beltran will never
stop looking for me.

He's not gonna be
looking for a dead man.

[DOOR OPENS]

VIC: It's gonna be a slow-go,
but Pezuela will talk.

How long before he starts
talking about my file?

Don't worry, I'm heading to
his place to get the box.

We have to convince Beltran
that I took out Pezuela.

That way,
I'll have earned my keep.

Me becoming the new Pezuela.

Your bosses aren't
gonna get any closer.

They're content to use David.

Sure. Maybe David

can clue you in on
Beltran's master plan.

What plan?

From the little
Beltran clued me in on,

it sounds like he's starting
up a money-laundering scheme

that would make
Ivan Boesky flinch.

But you can get the details
from your boy Aceveda.

Okay.

Let me make, uh...
Let me make another phone call.

What's that?
This is a police scanner.

That way we can at least have
some ears on their movement.

Baby, I think we should
get out of California.

No, not yet.

It's gonna take
a lot of manpower

to check all those empty homes.

Should keep them busy until
the motorcade hits town.

So all we gotta do is
make it through tomorrow,

then we'll be in the clear.

And I know a place

where we can stay
in the meantime.

I'm guessing it probably
doesn't have a pool.

[INDISTINCT SPEECH
OVER POLICE SCANNER]

You know,
there was a minute today,

when you were playing the piano

and Jackson was
dancing, I actually...

I actually forgot about
everything that was going on,

and I was just...
I was just happy.

Every day is going to be
like that in Colombia, baby.

Yeah. I promise you, okay?

Now, what's going on
with the little man?

He's hungry-

Well,
I'm pretty sure I can fix that.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING OVER PA]

VIC: I have some
sad news for you.

A colleague of yours
committed suicide tonight.

Blew his brains
out in his office.

You'll be reading about
it in tomorrow's paper.

And how do the policia
know it's a suicide?

Because the gun in his hand

is gonna match the bullet
they find in his brain.

An assortment of alcohol and
drugs will seal the deal-.

Means there won't be
any investigation.

Now, if I'm not mistaken,

that means there'll be a
hole in your organization.

Where do I submit
an application?

Sorry, buddy.

La Blanca.

It's that punk right there.

Hold up there, homes. Oh, hey.

Oh. Fellas, I'm a cop.

Not no more.

Grab his heat, dawg.

MARA: Shane, what's going on?

SHANE: It's okay, baby.
I got it.

Hey, hey, man.

FLACO: Bitch, get out the car.

Don't, she's got my kid in
there, all right?

No, no, no, no.

FLACO: Hey, call Santi.
Tell him we got his guy.

Hey, homey, you must've really
pissed off your cop buddy.

He's paying 10 G's for your
head, ése-.

Hey, look... Hey, look, man.

Before you make that call,

maybe we can do some
business ourselves.

Unless you got 10 grand,

only business we got
is selling your ass.

SHANE: Today's your lucky
day, 'cause I... I got 20.

That's the easiest cash
you boys will ever make.

That's 10 grand apiece-.

All you gotta do
is keep walking.

You carry that kind of green?

If I do,

does that mean we got a deal?

You... You walk away,
you leave my wife and my kid.

You leave us alone.

Sure. Let's see it.

Mara, get the money.

Go ahead, baby.

That's all you got in the bag?

SHANE: Come on, man,
I thought we were straight.

Oh, Shit.

There's more than
10 G's in here.

Come on, man,
we had a goddamn...

That's before you were
rich, white boy.

All right, fine. Fine.

You got almost 100 grand.

More than enough
to keep walking.

Why walk away with 100,

when I could walk away with 110?

SHANE: Look,
the cop who's looking for me?

First thing he does
is flash a badge

and he takes that money.

Trust me.

Now, look, you got two choices.

You can take the
$98,000 and change

that you got right there,

or you make that call,

and you see how much
you walk away with then.

Come on.

[DOOR OPENS]

BELTRAN: Just wanted
to let you know

that Pezuela killed
himself tonight.

Really?

Didn't seem the type.

You know,
I've been following your career.

You're like a fish

swimming through razor blades.

I'm impressed.

Glad you approve.

Relax, man. Relax.
I'm not like Cruz.

I don't like to micromanage.

I like to stay focused
on the bigger picture.

Besides,
you're the politician here.

You can decide how
to run your campaign.

Hire who you want,
target the areas you want,

focus on the issues you want.

Just don't lose.

I won't.

The Fruit Growers Union
are going to be announcing

their formal support
for your campaign.

You know those campesinos,

they need a place to
keep their earnings.

And immigrants, we don't...

We don't trust American banks.

And I have a suggestion

which would be
beneficial to all of us.

But that's for later, huh?

Well, great.
I look forward to their support.

And yours.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING OUTSIDE]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

MARA: He came after us again.

Who? Vic?

We have our son with us.

We could've all been killed.

What kind of animal
did you marry?

What happened, Mara?
What did Vic do?

He put a bounty on our
heads with the gangs.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

VIC [ON PHONE]: Mackey.
Hey, asshole.

Shane?

As punishment for the shit
you tried to pull today,

there is a letter on
its way to the Barn,

addressed to Claudette Wyms.

A written confession

of one of your many
sins from the past.

VIC: And which sin would that
be, Shane?

I'll let that be a surprise.

But you and Ronnie had better
get used to being cellmates

for the next 3 to 5 years,

assuming you can't bullshit
your way out of it.

Either way, it will keep you two

off my ass for the next few
days trying to intercept it.

This is our axe to grind, Shane.

You leave Ronnie out of it.

Come on, Vic, we both know

you're not shit
without your badge.

No way you could've got that
close to me without Little Vic.

Now for your contrition.

Since you caused us

to lose all of our cash today,

you're gonna replace it.

A hundred thousand dollars,

and I want it by 5 p.m.
tomorrow.

I'm gonna need more than a day.
I don't give a shit.

I can't get it together that fast.
You know that.

This coming from the guy

who masterminded the money train?
Please.

You'll figure it out.

Shane's on the phone
with Vic right now,

giving him a task to carry out.

Please make sure
that he does it.

I just want this to be over
with, Corrine.

Me too.

Now, Corrine is gonna handle
delivering the money to us.

I will call her tomorrow
with a location at 1 p.m.

Hey. Corrine's done
enough for you already.

You stop trying
to shield yourself

behind my ex-wife.

You man up, and you let me

come and deliver that
cash to you myself.

What,
so you can get another shot

at my pregnant wife and son?

No, thank you.

I didn't put Mara in the cross
hairs, Shane.

You did, when you decided
to involve her in our shit.

Corrine delivers
the money tomorrow,

or my next love
letter to Claudette

is about the bullet

that you put under Terry
Crowley's left eye.

Let's see how much

the cops back at the
Barn adore you then.

[SIGHS]

What?

We gotta figure out a
way to put 100 grand

in Corrine's hands by
tomorrow afternoon.

MARA: I can't go through this again.
Just make sure

Vic does what we want him to do,

or I don't know
what we're gonna do.

Mara, this is Claudette Wyms.

Please don't acknowledge me yet.

I wanna get you and
Shane out of this mess.

If you and Shane are willing

to talk about Vic Mackey,

I'm willing to listen.

Mara, I can hear the
desperation in your voice.

There is still time
to turn this around.

You've got two options.

Come in now and I'll
grant you immunity.

I can't promise
the same for Shane,

but I can guarantee that
it will be a better deal

than Vic will get.

Or.

You could keep on running
until we catch up with you.

Then it will be a
whole other scenario.

You'll be giving birth
in a state penitentiary.

Your baby will be
taken from you.

Jackson too.

They'll be put in the system.

Do you want your children
to be in foster care, Mara?

Be a mother to your children
and do what's right for them.

I can't talk right now.

I want you to know

that all I want from this
is Vic Mackey behind bars.

That's it.

If you are interested
in helping me do that,

then you find a place
where you can talk.

And you call me
tomorrow morning,

8200. This line.

Okay.

[DIAL TONE HUMS]

I think we got to her.

So how did it go?

Corrine's working
with the police.

SHAN E: It's okay.

[MARA SNIFFLES]

[TIT]