All language subtitles for The Shield S06 E08-e

NARRATOR: Previously on The Shield…

My detective found 12
bodies, hacked to pieces.

Machete's the weapon of
choice for the Salvadorans.

It supports the tip that
Aceveda's cronies gave us

that the killers were Salvadorans.

The victims were all Mexican illegals.

Solving it quickly is
the difference between

keeping the Barn open or closing it.

VIC: Salvadoran bangers
sponsored this fair.

This looks like retaliation

for the San Marcos house murders.

That's Hernan in the blue shirt.

CLAUDETTE: ICE has
an undercover operative

high up the Salvadoran
food chain I need to protect.

There's an operative
inside the Salvadorans

who can help solve the house murders.

Know who the Salvadorans were

who were swinging the
machetes at San Marcos?

It'd be the death of my
cover if I started asking.

Salvadorans are closing ranks.

It's getting too dangerous for you.

-VIC: Where's Hernan?
-We lost contact with him.

Any way you guys could
have compromised his cover?

-Did you talk to Shane?
-He killed Lem.

I did what I thought had
to be done at the time.

If I see you again, I will kill you.

Rick wanted to know how Ben
got a hold of cash down in Mexico.

Then Drew came by today.
Wanted the same information.

We're not gonna let
you get hurt over this.

We gotta get out of LA…

I'll squirrel enough away so we can go.

SHANE: Just imagine every
wrong thing we have ever done.

If anything happens to
me, or my wife, or my son

that lands on IAD's doorstep.

Tell Kesakhian I got a
business proposition for him.

I'm a cop. He's gonna need to know.

I'm an associate, Ellis Rezian.

I said wanted to speak to Kesakhian.

It's been a while since we had

a good relationship with law enforcement.

That's funny, I'm a fixer.

There's a new gas station on Talmadge.

The Armenians, did
they put you up to this?

Supplier will be here
tomorrow to fill up your tanks.

[CHATTER OVER RADIO]

[WHIRRING]

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

Stay.

[CAT MEOWS]

[HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING]

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
Respiratory therapist, call CCU.

Respiratory therapist, call CCU.

Thank you.

[MACHINES BEEPING]

The nurse said you
are staying strong, Papa.

We need to finish your English lessons.

I can only stay for a few minutes,

but I brought you this

to remind you of the colors in
the garden, back in Yerevan.

[SPEAKING ARMENIAN]

Can I help you?
I need to speak to Kesakhian.

He's supposed to have an office here.

He's not here. Look, I've squeezed

every food stamp collecting,
Armenian from here to Glendale.

Now, this is where he works out of.

And I'm not leaving
till I get a little face time.

Do we understand each other, sweetie?

This way, please.

Take a seat.

I'm Kesakhian. Look.

I got my nuts in a ringer right now.

And I don't like it when
people crank the handle, okay?

I need to speak to the real Kesakhian.

My father's out of town.

But, um, anything you
need to discuss with him,

you can discuss with me.

I'm handling his affairs…

Well, then you pass this
message along to Pops, okay?

I didn't sign up to be
walked into a murder jackpot.

And he better goddamn well fix it.

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

Your old man will.

Rezian had me run an
errand for you people.

About me drumming up business
for your gas delivery operation.

Yes, I manage the books
for the fuel company.

Yeah. Well, the owner wound up dead

with a gut full of super unleaded.

That shit blows back
on me, for Christ sakes.

-Please, this is a holy place…
-Well, Jesus can kiss my ass.

If that faggot Rezian
needed a goddamn patsy

to pin a murder on,

he just found himself on
the end of a hollow point.

Are you taking mental dictation?

We should take this
conversation across the street.

You know what your daddy
and his crew do for a living?

They're stone-cold gangsters.

I know when and what my father was.

He came here from Armenia last year.

He asked me to give
up my studies in Berlin

to come here and help.

Translate.

That's how I know

that all our transactions has been legal.

Just because people haven't
been getting their feet chopped off,

doesn't get the Armenian mob
into the chamber of commerce.

I'll speak to my father.

And I will ask him to look into

what happened at the gas station.

Tell your old man to
take care of my problem.

Or I will create a world
of problems for him.

You called?

What's up? Why don't you two tell me.

I know what it's like
to lose someone close.

The dance you two have been
doing is about something else.

I wanna know what.

Not sure I catch your drift.

You've been hounding Nancy Gilroy

about Ben's Mexican hookups.

And I threatened to charge
her if she doesn't tell the truth.

What's so important about these contacts

in a case that's been
closed for over a year?

Shane and I had a conversation.

I'd think with your
appeals hearing coming up,

you'd be more helpful, if you're
interested in saving your job.

What were you after?

Lem's killer. Lem was on the run.

Knew about Gilroy's underground
railroad to Margaritaville.

I thought something might've
gone sideways in that regard.

Coyote pullin' a double
cross, I don't know.

It's a bit of a stretch.

Aceveda's had you detailed
to his dead Mexican-hat-dance.

It's not like you and Dutch
have done a whole hell of a lot

of finding Lem's killer.

Don't ever use a tone
like that to me again.

Transfer comes through
soon, won't be an issue.

My operative's been dark for 36 hours.

Since you debriefed
Hernan without authorization,

I have to assume that his
cover's been compromised.

We don't know that with any certainty.

He called in distress.
He didn't show up to a meet.

What are you people doing to locate him?

Well, we've been sitting
on his girlfriend's place

for the last 24 hours.

Also, we're running surveillance
on his Salvadoran associates.

My status report to the bureau chief

assigns accountability to
you and your personnel.

Consider yourself notified.
It's 10:42 a.m.

In case you need a time
stamp for your ass-cover memo.

If Hernan's still in play,

you will report any and all contact

with him to my office immediately.

[DOOR SLAMMING]

I see now why Hernan reaches out to us

instead of his handlers.

Shouldn't have inserted
ourselves in a long-term

federal investigation in the first place.

Hernan can help us break
the San Marcos killings.

Who else besides our team
knew about Hernan's cover?

Just Dutch, me. That's it.

Listen, Hernan can take care of himself.

Still, we need to be able to
throw him a rope if necessary.

Now, right now he's MIA.

Stir up the waters looking for Hernan,

we risk putting him in a worse spot.

We gotta run a passive search.

Make some bank shots,

see what bounces off of what.

Anything turn up at
Hernan's girlfriend's?

Sat on her house all night and morning.
She was a no-show.

RONNIE: It wasn't a complete waste.

She does do yoga in the
nude, with blinds open.

Now, that really worries me,

Hernan not showing up at home for that.

I say we work the other side.
Talk to the Byz Lats.

Truce isn't holding.

It's possible Hernan got
caught up in retaliation.

VIC: Ronnie and I'll
have a sit-down with Santi.

Take Shane to back you up.
No. We don't need him.

Uh, Shane has a history with
the Byz Lats, could get in the way.

Okay, Julien and I, we'll…
we'll go pester the Salvadorans.

Spread the love around.

Hey, Vic?
I gotta worry about you and Shane?

No. Thanks for your concern, though.

[PATS ARM]

Look, man.

I can't forgive Shane for what he did.

-But, taking this beef public…
-I know, I know.

It's just tough keeping a poker face

with Shane playing off Lem's murder

like he's trying to solve it.

Then you need to keep
your anger in the cut.

We're not clean in this either.

And I'm not spending the rest of my life

wearing state property.

Makes two of us.

♪ Just another day ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Day ♪

[WHISTLES]

[WHISTLES]

Santi in his rat hole?
Thought I smelled bacon.

That keen rodent sense of smell.

Came by to make sure
you ain't misbehaving.

Still making good on the
truce with the Salvadorans?

Byz Lats ain't sittin' down
with no pinche Salvarenos,

on account of you trying to play us.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Heard about the rat you got

undercover with those fools.

I ain't stupid, homes.

You're full of shit.

If we had someone under
with the Salvadorans,

we'd have taken you and them down by now.

Well, what my source
tells me is la verdad.

There'll be no sit-down
with my crew until the Salvas

take care of the snitch
in their own house.

'Cause we ain't walkin' into no trap.

You need a new Ouija board

'cause you're channeling some bad intel.

Hey, I'm all about the peace.

But you brought it upon yourself, homes,

trying to double-cross us.

Plus, you haven't come
through like you promised,

handing over the éses
from the San Marcos whack.

We're working on that.

Yeah? Where?

On the way.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Shit. They found a body.

Hernan?

We got a male Hispanic,
20s, 30s, Salvadoran ink.

Hacked to pieces.

Looks like a fresh dump-job. No ID.

Well, that's not him.

We just dodged a machete.
It's not Hernan.

Good news. Doesn't mean they're not

going through the
ranks till they find him.

Get a canvass going.
Spot like this, decent shot,

somebody saw something. Sure.

My son didn't lie on purpose.
He just didn't say what he saw

on account of the girl he
was with being too young.

I thought she was 18, until she
invites me to her Quinceañera.

Tell them what I heard
you telling your brother.

All right, her parents was gone.

And we're up in the bedroom.

Um, Tricia was on top.

Anyway, sh… she's bouncing a…
and she looks out the window.

And this…
this load pulls up into the alley. Camaro.

What color?

Uh, dark green, with…
with gray primer on the front.

Um, this guy gets out.
He dumps a couple trash bags and splits.

What's he look like?

Vato, regular dude, you know.

License plate was 1-B-J-something.

But I… I didn't get the rest.

You're sure? Yeah. Yeah.

One-B-J.
That's what I told my chavala I needed.

Like it was a sign, you know?

I spoke to my father.

He asked me to let you know
he's concerned about your situation.

His "concern" doesn't
help me one goddamn bit.

Gonna take names of people who killed

that gas station owner to clear my ass.

He knows that.
And he asks for your patience.

And, for me, in the meantime,

to give you this for your troubles.

Can I also ask you a favor?

Doing favors for you people
is how I got my ass in this sling.

We own several apartment buildings.

There have been robberies.

Well, report it to the police.

We have.

But you people have
not been very helpful.

Might have something to do with
the property owner's last name.

There's not a lot of love there.

The tenants are getting nervous.

It's getting harder
to rent out vacancies.

Crimes like this make it very difficult

to get a good price if
we were to decide to sell.

Could you find out who's
responsible, please?

Finding out who did it, and
getting them off the street's

two different things.
Anything you can find.

I know it's a lot to
ask, but I need help.

Are you a mob daughter
or a damsel in distress?

Give me the addresses.

You pay me for my time.

I'll pull out my shovel,
and start digging.

DANNY: Leave it by the file cabinet.

I'll fill out the paperwork
when I get over there.

TINA: All right. Hey, Tina.

You and, uh, Julien responded to a call

a couple weeks back,

I don't know, did we? It's your report.

The Russian chicks. Yeah, I remember.

Neighbors called in a noise complaint.

One of the girls said that
her drunk ex-boyfriend

tore up the place and then took off.

It wasn't a two-11?

She didn't mention anything
about him stealing anything.

She wasn't real cooperative though.

Got the feeling she didn't wanna
talk to cops. She was working.

It's like that, huh? Any citizen chilling

at the crib in the middle of
the day in fishnets and garters,

it's either a pro or a cross-dresser.

Thanks. All right.

Any luck ID'ing the car
used to dump the body?

Partial kicked back five plates.

One registered to one Leticia Cepedo.

Hernan's girlfriend? Yeah.

I'll put out an APB on the car.

No, no. It'll attract too much attention.

Vehicle description,
information broadcast only.

Stake and notify us.

Suppose it was Hernan our
witness saw dumping that DB.

How do we spin that?

We don't until we have to.

[BUZZES]

WOMAN: Yes. Who is it please?

Uh, it's… it's Matthew.
I called you from the airport.

Who are you here to see?

Well, after hearing that sexy voice,

I'm hoping it's you, darling.

[GATE BUZZES]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Hey.

Hey, there.

WOMAN [ON TV]: Answer me, David.

Are you a police officer?
Are you kidding?

Sounds like you're Russian. That's hot.

Let me see your cock.

Did you want the full hour?

I'm in no kind of rush.

Donation's 300.

Money exchanged is for
time and companionship only.

Anything else is a
matter of personal choice

between consenting adults.

Get comfortable. You're under arrest.

You let me touch your dick.

That's entrapment. I know the law.

It's my word against
your magic little fingers.

Now zip me back up.
Put your hands behind your back.

DANNY: Do you know who did this to you?

Get me out of here.

Okay, we're gonna take care of you.

In the meantime, can
you describe your attacker?

-No.
-DUTCH: What do we got?

White female vic, stab and grab.
Definitely not from this hood.

Hey, hey, I know you.

I saw you last night, Sunset and Vermont.

Thirty-feet tall,

You know, you're a
lot prettier in person.

Department just put up a billboard.

Guess I'm a celebrity now.
Well, congrats.

Excuse me, ma'am. I'm Detective Billings.

-This is Detective Wagen…
-She's asking for a lawyer.

-Why?
-Cedars.

Take me to Cedars. Dr. Clebanoff.

Why I don't work the West Side.
Entitled assholes.

Anybody have a Sharpie?

Guy wants an autograph.

Ma'am, I'm Detective Wagenbach.
This is Detective Billings.

You're aware a woman was
attacked out here this morning?

I no see nothing. You go.

She may have been a customer.
No customer.

Where does that go?

WOMAN: Locked door. No have key.

-Ma'am, please, a woman was…
-You no have warrant.

Um, you… you go.

Okay.

Unis found the Camaro. Fifth and Virgil.

Hiatt know?

Yeah. He and Julien are en route.

VIC: Hernan or his girlfriend
will have to come back

for the car eventually.

RONNIE: Shane's wound pretty tight.

He starts unraveling one
of these days, what then?

There's something you should know.

He generated a document.

Remembrances of things
past, Strike Team style.

All the shit we've ever
been into in black and white.

You're in it too.

Jesus.

How do you know? He gave me a copy.

To let me know he has a suitcase nuke

he can use against us if he had to.

What did you do with it? I burned it.

Mara knows everything too.

[PHONE BEEPING]

It's a text message.

"Shitters' Alley. Right now."

Hernan must've seen us watching.

Let's go find out. No.

I'm gonna go in alone. Keep it low-key.

Could be a setup.

Or another dead body.

-Everybody hold your position.
-HIATT: Copy that.

[FLIES BUZZING]

Who the hell are you?

Too dangerous for Hernan to come.
H… He sent me instead.

H… He says not to worry. He…

If you're lying, or this
is some kind of a trick,

your own mother won't
recognize you when I'm through.

Please stop, you're hurting me.
Please. Please.

Who sent you? Hernan, I swear.

I swear.
On my baby sister's eyes. Please.

He told me to give you a message.

He… He and a couple of soldiers,

they're doing a job tonight.

Where and when?

Alvarado, near the park.

Robbing that gun store.

Six o'clock.
Hernan says to let it go down.

But to get the innocents out of the way.

How much of what he's
into do you know about?

Just that he's some sort of cop.

And that he trusts you to have his back.

Have you told anybody
else about any of this?

N… No. No one.

No, it'd get us both killed.

Yeah, like that guy your boyfriend dumped

in that vacant alley with your car.

Hernan didn't have no choice, all right?

That guy was a snitch.
Octavio had him executed.

All right?
Ordered Hernan to get rid of the body.

To prove his loyalty.

Can you get a message to Hernan?

All right. You tell him that
he's giving his bosses in DC

a bad case of the nerves.

They want him to come in.

Also, leave the car parked where it is.

I'll… I'll figure out a plan
to deal with this robbery.

I'll leave any instructions

in the right front wheel well of the car.

By 4:00.

[DOG BARKING]

All right.
I want to speak to my attorney.

I don't give a shit if you've got

an illegal fish market
running out of your bedroom.

I just wanna know what went
down at your condo two weeks ago

you didn't want to talk to cops about.

You do that, you streetwalk
out of here a free woman.

All right, you just bought

you and your moneymaker
30 days in County.

We got jacked.

-How much?
-Twenty-five hundred.

This guy called for an appointment.

Sounded white.
Like a regular business John.

I answered the door, three
black men pushed their way in.

They made us lay facedown on the floor.

Said if we made any moves
or look at them they'd shoot us.

Who you tricking for?
The deal was I tell you

what happened, you forget
about the rest of what I do.

[KEYS JINGLING]

Your bosses know about the burglary?

Me and the girls been
working double shifts ever since.

No days off until the money's paid back.

I need you to try and remember
what these guys looked like.

How long's this gonna take?

I got a golden shower client
this afternoon. Big tipper.

I gotta start drinking iced
tea to get it the way he likes.

I'll be right back with those
mug books and a… a Snapple.

A least Hernan's alive.

Assuming his
girlfriend's telling the truth

in any of this.

My strong sense and her brown panties

lead me to believe she's on the level.

If we interdict this robbery,
we blow Hernan's cover.

And whatever big win
he's about to hand us.

We're not letting that heat get
into the hands of these thugs.

Look at the damage they
did with a couple of machetes.

Gotta be a way to keep those guns

off the street and still
keep Hernan in play.

The longer he stays under,
better the chance he'll give us

who did the San Marcos killings.
Look, screw his cover.

Our instructions are to notify
ICE as soon as he makes contact.

Technically, he didn't.
The girlfriend did.

Can we hold off notifying
ICE until we scoop him?

Gettin' the feds involved
with their situation reports

and their bureau chiefs
will fubar the whole thing.

Your orders are to head off this robbery,

and arrest the people involved.

And get Shane in on this.

He's with a hooker in interrogation.

I don't want him freelancing for vice

while he's still under my command.

We gotta protect
Claudette from herself, here.

That fed ragging on her this morning

has got her taking the
path of least resistance.

Reel in Hernan and turn him over to ICE.

Come here.

It's one hell of a risk
disobeying an order,

and going behind her back
when we don't even know for sure.

You wanna stay in this
job, win on the street?

You don't do it by listening
to upper management.

We pull this off, we keep the
guns out of the wrong hands,

and we preserve
Hernan's cover long enough

to find out about San Marcos.

[CHUCKLES]

No guts, no glory, right?

These boost jobs in your pop's buildings.

It's part of a string of a dozen or more

over the last six months.

Interesting thing, this
crew only targets places

that escort services operate out of.

A whole gang of Russian hookers
call your pop's buildings home.

He's not involved in that kind of thing.

We are real estate investors.

Specializing in Cossack cooch.

It's called the Natasha Trade.

Girl gets a place to live.

One-third, two-third split with the boss,

who also holds onto their
passports for safekeeping.

Now, whatever legit business
your father's gotten into,

it's just window dressing

wrapped around the same
old school gangster shit.

And the robbers?

I got a tentative ID on one of 'em.

Still needs to be verified.

I'll be in touch when I get something

a little more definite.

Thank you.
And, uh, I'm sorry for the troubles.

These gentlemen have
agreed to immunity, Eleanor.

You can tell them
everything you remember.

I know these guys. It's okay.

My best friend told me about this place

that has incredible replicas.

I bought three.

A little overboard.
But those prices, I couldn't…

You have a habit of roaming
the barrio for cheap handbags?

Nurses here do it all the time.

He knocked me down,
stabbed me, took off running.

There wasn't even time to grab my mace.

So you lost the three purses
you bought plus the one you had?

They're not purses.
Two were evening clutches.

The other was a keep-all.

And what did this
keep-all bandit look like?

Mexican, Puerto Rican. Smelled awful.

Like when we had a dead rat in
the wall at the Montecito house.

Probably thought the knockoffs were real.

Figured he struck a gold mine.

Knockoffs are what
they sell in Times Square.

These are quality replicas.
There's quite a difference.

She said for $60 you can't tell

the difference from the real thing.

These replicas are that amazing.

Well, it's all about the
quality of hardware,

embossed, well-sealed, good weight.

Men have Hustler Magazine, I
have the Marc Jacobs look book.

I'm a classic Gucci girl.

Medium hobo with the single,
non-adjustable buckle strap.

I keep thinking, some day.
But not at these wages.

I got my diaper bag from Old Navy.

I've seen those. They're pretty stylish.

All right, I've
coordinated with the unis.

-Hey.
-SHANE: What's going on?

HIATT: The Salvas are knocking
over a gun store. We let them do it.

Vic's walking everyone
through the details.

Danny and Tina are gonna be running

the checkpoint over on Vermont.

Are they in the loop on our plan?

No, our priority needs
to be watching their backs

in case this thing goes sideways.

That's not gonna
happen, as long as Hernan

sticks to the playbook that
we hid on his front wheel.

Problem is, we've been communicating

by carrier pigeon essentially,

so we gotta be ready for
anything that jumps up.

HIATT: Everyone clear on
their assignments? Yeah.

What do you want me to do?

I'll fill you in on the way.

Right on time.

Julien, you're about to have company.

JULIEN: Copy that.

VIC: Alive and upright.

RONNIE: He's taking point.

Good.

Take it easy. Just be cool man. Be cool.

Keys, homes, keys.

My pocket.

VIC: Here they come.

RONNIE: Jesus, nice haul.

Suspect vehicle is on the move.
Julien, you okay?

Affirmative. All good here.

Got a visual. Eastbound on Sunset.

Coming up on Echo Park.

HIATT: Copy that.

VIC: Okay, we're moving
into second position.

We see you up ahead.
We're five car lengths behind.

All right, don't get
too close to him now.

Hang back, hang back.

Buckle up, Shane.

He's turning into the check point.

Insurance ready, please.
This is a routine check.

Need your license, registration,

proof of insurance ready, please.

VIC: He's telling his buddies
the car registration expired.

RONNIE: They don't look too happy.

VIC: What to do?

Go for it.
Pray nobody asks to pop the trunk?

Or risk going away for a few decades?

Me, I'd vote with my feet.

Let's hope Hernan makes the case.

And he's the only one who pulls a gun.

We've got rabbits.

Shane, go.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Easy, easy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey buddy.

Take it easy. Take it easy, all right?

DANNY: Shane, you okay?

Okay, we're clear. It's good.

It's all right. No worries.

It's okay, Danny.

Running a surveillance op. What happened?

Got what we wanted.

It's okay.

Exploratory committee allows
you to put a finger in the air,

find out what the public wants to hear.

Why not just announce my candidacy?

Let me tell you why
that's a shit awful idea.

Say you're running for mayor,

you immediately trigger a
financial disclosure event

under the statute.

Know our supporters,
how much they're giving.

Information our enemies can use.

Exploratory Committee
also allows you to investigate

the feasibility of
running for another office.

State Assembly, for instance.

Would we even have a shot at that?

With some massaging.

You have a Korean problem.

Conservative, less sympathetic
to our populist Latino platform.

But any election can be won

by cracking, stacking, and packing.

You're talking about redistricting?

Crack the Korean constituency,

stack it over three
or four other districts,

you nullify their influence.

Pack the new boundary with Latinos.

Yeah, then focus our resources
on getting out the core vote.

But I would also annex these folks here.

Our message doesn't
fly with black folks either.

Doesn't matter. They don't vote.

Represent more people,

the more influence
you have in Sacramento.

And even though they don't support us…

They don't hurt you, either.

Best part of all this
is you can spearhead

the redistricting of your future office

right now from your councilman's seat.

Redrawing these lines is going to cost

a great deal of money.

Mother's milk of politics.

For the exploratory committee.

Thank you.

It's only for 100,000.

You'll get the other half
when the people responsible

for the San Marcos killings
are brought to justice.

There will be closure. I promise you.

Before I plow any more
money into a war zone,

I need to see a
demonstration of the rule of law.

Not the law of the jungle.

Should have denied her request
for immunity and booked her.

Yeah, especially after
she slammed Dutch boy

for being too lowbrow to
appreciate the finer things.

Trademark infringement's a serious deal.

So is assault with a deadly weapon.

Find the guy with the knife.

At least expedite a search warrant

for the knockoff emporium.

Is this really a pressing issue?

This place as this
place stays in business,

it'll attract upscale clientele
to a shitty neighborhood.

Could lead to more stabbings.

I'll get to it. But make an arrest.

Last thing I need is a well-connected,

pampered socialite
breathing down my neck.

That's what I have Aceveda for.

If you're hovering for
a San Marcos update,

no news to report.

Well, I'm sure you're
doing everything you can.

I actually came down to
see what else you need

in the way of resources.

Additional overtime, tech support.

All of the above.

What can you tell me
about this latest homicide?

Is it connected?

I'm already in hot water for briefing you

about the ICE agent we went
after in the warrant search.

Then he went missing.

Claudette, this is me.

-You're not suggesting…
-Of course not.

But I shouldn't have been

discussing secure intel with anyone.

Not even you. It's a note to self.

Well…

Put together a memo
detailing the things you need

and I'll get right to it.

Never hit the streets of Farmington.

But Hernan's in the wind,

and the other perps are still at large.

How did that happen? I called an audible.

Wiser course of action

was not to intercept
them at the gun store,

where these could have
been used against my team.

Safer to wait until they
were locked in the trunk.

At the checkpoint, the
suspects read the play

and were able to elude capture.

But we'll get 'em.

Give us a second, will ya?

That man's in the mix.

You think my bullshit
detector isn't already on high?

Now listen, I made this call, okay?
Not him.

Were the unis in on this?

In on what?

My understanding was they were operating

a routine insurance check

Authorized by whom? Because it wasn't me.

I go through that paperwork,

I bet I'll find your signature or Vic's.

You knowingly put department
personnel in harm's way,

without even giving them a heads up?

"Harm's way" is part
of the job description.

I brought you in because I
thought you could be trusted.

Because you're not Vic Mackey.

Now you're lettin' him
pull you by the nose

right in my crosshairs.

This entire city is breathing
down your neck and mine

over those 12 dead Mexicans.

Hernan can close that case for us.

This isn't about Hernan.

You wanna follow Vic out the door?
Keep it up.

Choice is yours.

Hey, Juneteenth Freeman.

Parole officer said I'd find you
out here beautifying America.

Still got about 400 hours left, right?

What the hell you want?

Hey, who are you?

He's cooperating with
a police investigation.

Okay.

Look, I'm all over the game

you and your boys been
running on the working girls.

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

Pick up enough garbage and
kick this felony to misdemeanor.

Unless I start coming
after you, bunch of B&Es,

agg assaults, and whatnot.

You can't prove shit.

Try me.

'Course, you could play this another way.

Cut me in on these jobs you're doing.

I run interference.

I monitor dispatch so
you don't get all gaff led up

like almost happened
at that condo on Widmer.

I'm gonna need 500
up-front, earnest money.

And an equal split between
you and the other two.

I gotta ask my nigs.

You mean Pancake and Squeeze?

How do you know it was Pancake
and Squeeze doing it with me?

Saw you had priors together,

but I didn't know for
sure until just right now.

So thank you.

So look, if my dudes is cool with this,

how am I get with you?

Don't worry about it.

When you said your father was traveling,

I didn't think you meant
the highway to heaven.

Ran a data search.

Eleven days ago he was transported here

in full cardiac arrest.

Merciful Jesus heard my prayers.

He's doing much better now.

No, he's not. I chatted up a nurse.

They don't expect him to last the week.

How long do you think
you can keep this a secret?

Long enough for a miracle.

And in the meantime you
think you're running the show?

I know.

I'm not gonna let everything

my father spent a lifetime building

get picked apart by snakes and
vultures who see a weakness.

Seems like you already
got people in the organization

freelancing behind your back.

Running whores out of your
own buildings, doing murders.

People loyal to my father.

Many of them.

I can count on you, yes?

After you lied to me?

Said he had the gas
station whack handled?

When the guy can't even open his eyes?

At the last time there
was an Armenian jump-off,

that Old World hitman, Margos,
crawled out of the woodwork.

A nice choir girl like you,

y… you don't want any part
of that kind of bloodbath.

And if he could talk, he'd tell
you the same goddamn thing.

I would like those names, please.

You paid for 'em.

You got much bigger
problems than these idiots.

Eleanor wasn't kidding when
she said she had an eye for detail.

She described her attacker
right down to the pock mark.

TINA: Yeah, right before
she got medivaced to Cedars.

Yeah, said the guy
had the BO of a cadaver.

If you two can stave off Tina's
paparazzi, start on skid row.

I don't get it.
This woman could have anything she wants.

Is saving a few bucks
worth a couple stab wounds?

When it comes to Louis, Gucci, and Fendi.

Coach, Prada, Chanel.

You know, and if you're on a
budget: Dooney and Bourke.

Every time her bag
passes off as the real thing,

when her friends pay through
the nose on Rodeo Drive, she wins.

You know, it's the thrill of the kill.

Are they hearing themselves?

It's a girl thing.
You guys just don't get it.

Like us trying to understand
why you guys love your balls

so much that you gotta
play pocket pool all the time.

Hernan just texted me.

Everything went smooth on his end.

Got props for getting his people out.

Called for a meet tonight.
He's got some intel.

Better be worthwhile, after
the ass reaming I just took.

I'll get the team.

No need for everyone. I'll take Ronnie.

Okay.

The check you gave me
on Shane today, I heard you.

As long as he's on your
team, I'll make it work.

If it was up to me, you'd be staying too.

You're out of here.

It's a done deal.

Claudette's been playing
you since the day I showed up.

She figured you'd be easier to handle

if you thought there was a future here.

Meanwhile, orchestrating
things so there won't be.

I'm really sorry, man.
I wish there was something I could do.

You gave it to me straight.

That's big.

We'll be working
together for a while yet.

Claudette's not the
only player at the table.

DUTCH: I just don't get it.

You risk your life for
something that's a knockoff

of something that's already a knockoff.

Yeah, to haul what?

Tampons and the rest
of their girl shit around?

Get a lunch box, whack a mugger,
at least you'll draw some blood.

Chicks are nuts.

African American male,
twenties, ID'd Juneteenth Freeman,

out on parole, found
unconscious in an alleyway

with his testicles cut off.

Some ex is probably
carting his stundeens around

in her knockoff Louis Vuitton.

Paid for with his money.

It's not the only castration.

There's another one up at Mission Cross.

African American also.
I'll need you to follow up.

Missing bags maybe
you boys can relate to.

BILLINGS: Women can
be the coldest winter ever.

Yeah, no shit.

DANNY: Thank you, thank you.

Just another dirty day at the office.

That's some perfume you're wearing.

Oh shit.

Casa Chanel over here

decided to throw
homemade shit balls at us.

Not before we had to
haul him out of the sewer.

I'll take him. You guys get cleaned up.

No. Don't deny me the pleasure

of throwing his skanky ass into the cage.

Hey, man, wanna swing
by a dive, take the edge off?

What, I extend an
invite, you throw shade?

C'mon, man, what's that about?

I know what you did to Lem.

So don't "Hey, man" me.

All right?

Vic had to spin what
happened like I'm the Antichrist.

Because he knows
that if it wasn't for him,

Lem would still be alive today.

And that is the God's honest truth.

Vic didn't pull the pin
on that grenade, did he?

That was all you.

What happened was a tragedy.

But it was also goddamn inevitable.

You even start any
horseshit about how you were

protecting all of us, I will
throw down with you right now.

Look, I don't wanna fight with you.

Man, I got no beef with you at all.

What about this journal?

You write all this shit down.

Everything on paper that we have done.

And you're trying to blackmail
us, and that is no beef?

No, no, no, no. What am I missing?

Did Vic tell you about it?

Or did you actually read it?

Are you telling me he's lying to me?

No. No, I wrote it down.

All 24 pages.

Every God-awful thing.

Why don't you ask Vic
to show you page one.

He burned it.

You know why?

Because he doesn't want
anyone reading the first paragraph.

About how he shot and killed Terry.

While I stood there and watched.

Look, I have been lying, covering up,

bleeding out of my goddamn anus, man,

for three years, trying to protect him.

If you ever get tired of Vic
walking you around on a leash,

and you wanna hear the real and the raw

call me.

This building here.

Are you sure this is right?

The Captain's applied for a warrant.

This place is gonna get shut
down tomorrow or the next day.

It's the last chance.

Hello? Hi.

What are you looking for?

My friend said that you
might know of a place

that might have Fendi clutches?

You come.

Wait.

You come.

Please, please.

I'm not sure about this.

Just keep thinking Louis.

Besides, I'm packing.

[LAUGHING]

Look, we deserve it after
the day we had, right?

Hell, yeah.

We got pelted with
shit balls this afternoon.

Meth-head puked all over
me first thing this morning.

We deserve this every day.

I get new Prada next week.

You come back. I give you good deal.

Next week might not work.

Hernan was a no-show.

Did he pass along any
intel through the girl?

Why the Salvas are lookin'
to beef up their firepower?

No specifics.

Only that something
major was about to go down.

Salva captains and the Byz
Lats set a meet for tomorrow night.

Negotiate terms.

And now Hernan will
have a seat at the table.

No.
He's on a plane to El Salvador right now.

I don't know when he's coming back.

Well, there goes our best
lead on the San Marcos case.

Which means we went
through all that gun shop bullshit

for no goddamn reason.

Hiatt got in a jam with Claudette.

We're no closer to breaking
the San Marcos murders,

or knowing what the Salvadorans
were gonna do with those guns.

Why would he jerk us off like that?

They sent him to El Salvador
until the heat dies down.

Way I see it,

Hernan fingered that
chopped up guy as the snitch.

Framed the guy, to throw
suspicion off of himself.

Salva bosses had him killed,
made Hernan dump the body?

Hernan did more than
just set this guy up.

He did the chopping.

[SIGHS]

He's in all the way now.

Nothing else makes sense.

The guy he got dead chose the life.

Probably had it coming.

Yeah. But Hernan's gotta
live with what he did now.

No different than why you shot Terry.

Had to be done. Right?

Shane tell you that?

Page one of Shane's memoirs
wasn't exactly new information.

It's difficult to prove.
Fortunately for you.

I wish you'd have been straight with me,

instead of living a secret every day.

I could have looked out for you better.

What I need to know…
is when we can finally

leave this all in the past

where it belongs.

That's quite a cut job you
did on those two black dudes.

I bet the other one,
Pancake, and his jewels

are halfway to Alaska by now.

It was maybe too much?

[SIGHS]

I didn't have time to
make a better decision.

I'm certain you got your point across.

You'll also find the names
and addresses of the men

responsible for what
happened at the gas station.

Rezian's people.

Doesn't do me much good

without evidence
implicating them in a crime.

They're prepared to
provide any details you need.

They're gonna confess, just like that?

Yeah.

For the sake of their families
and their children back home.

They know, the Armenian
way, they suffer first.

That's an Armo first,
giving up your own tribe.

Even if it's your worst enemy,

differences get settled in-house.

You want to cure cancer, you cut it out.

It's only a matter of time
before Rezian finds out

your father's out of the game.

If he hadn't already.

When he does, he's gonna come after you

with everything he's got.

You're not ready for that.

I don't care how many balls you got

dangling from your rearview mirror.

You think this is what I want?

This is for my father. Oh, come on.

Just 'cause your father was in the life,

doesn't mean you have to
be Daddy's little gangster.

My father is not a gangster.

He's a man who survives.

Who taught me history at
the dinner table every night,

about Armenia, about
the promises of freedom.

All these promises
that were always broken.

He made me understand
the difference between

the future and the past.

Everything was taken from my people.

He taught me never to
let that happen to us again.

So I won't.
I won't let that happen to him.

My father still has a
lot of men loyal to him.

And now I have you.

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