All language subtitles for Training Day (2001).2160p.10

It's time.

Hey, there.

Morning.

How are you today?

Hey. What are you doin' up?

Moo.

Is that daddy?

Hey, there, cowgirl.

She's a little feisty today.

Babies are supposed to be sleeping.

I'm too hungry for my own good.

Yes.

I gotta get ready.

Wrong day to be forgetting stuff.

Listen, everyone's
telling you how lucky you are.

Don't screw this up.

All right. Jesus.

She go back to sleep?

Yep. Ate like a pig.

I know how lucky I am.

I ace this assignment,
department's wide open.

Get my own division someday.

You should see those guys' houses.

Hello?

Why, yes.

Don't worry.
I will.

Yeah, he's right here.

Hello.

Hoyt?

Yes, sir.

You on your way to roll call?

Yeah, I'm on my way

out the door right now.

- Hoyt.
- Yes, sir?

Patrol fairies go to roll call.

We don't go to roll call.

Okay, that's good to know.

Listen, there's a coffee shop
at Seventh and Whitman.

See you there at 10:00.
Be in civvies.

Comfortable shoes.
Gotta backup gun?

Something pocket-sized?

No, sir, I don't.

I got the department issue Beretta.

Good, good.
Bring it. Cuffs too.

Gonna be in the office all day,

but who knows, maybe
we'll do some business.

We're an aggressive unit.

I know.
Sir, that's why I signed up.

And, you know,
I just want to say

thank you for giving me this...

What's wrong?

I feel like it's the first day

of football tryouts.

I mean, I wish it was
tomorrow already

so I'd know whether
I made his squad.

Listen, it's not tomorrow,
it's today.

I know it's gonna work out.

You do?

Good morning, sir.

No, thank you, ma'am.

Oh, get some chow in you

before we go
to the office. My dollar.

Thank you, sir, but I ate.

All right, fine. Don't.

It's nice here.

May I read my paper?

I'm sorry, sir. I...

Thank you.

You know what?
I'll get something to eat.

No. Hell, no, you won't.
You fucked that up.

I'm trying to read my paper.
Please, shut up.

I sure wouldn't mind not roasting

in a hot black and white all summer.

Tell me a story, Hoyt.

Like, my story?

No, not your story.
A story.

Since you can't
keep your mouth shut

long enough for me
to read my paper,

tell me a story.

I don't think I know any stories.

You don't know any stories?

All right,
I'll tell you a story.

This is a newspaper, right?

It's 90% bullshit,
but it's entertaining.

That's why I read it,
because it entertains me.

You won't let me read it,
so you entertain me

with your bullshit.
Tell me a story right now. Go.

Well, there was a D.U.I. stop...

A D.U.I. stop?
Well, let me load up my guns.

A D.U.I.?! Oh, shit!

Listen, all right?
It's good.

We were on mid-watch...

We?

Oh, me and Debbie...

Who's Debbie?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Debbie Maxwell, my training officer.

You had a female
training officer?

Yes, sir.

Ah, okay. Okay.
All right. All right.

So what was she?
Black? White?

She was white.

Lick her license?

What?

A lick her license.
Was she a dyke? A lesbian?

Is she any good?

Yeah, she's pretty good.

Okay. Pretty good Debbie,
mid-watch. Go.

All right. So it was
a real quiet night...

Boom!

You never know.
That's the point. Go.

All right, well,
it was a quiet night.

We're rolling on Vanowen.
I'm drivin'.

This Acura, just a beautiful car,

comes out a side street,

all over the median.
In excess.

I light it up, hit the wailer.

Guy drives on like I'm invisible

for 10 blocks
before he pulls over.

- All right?
- Plates run clean,

so I field test and arrest.

And I'm belting him in our unit,

and Debbie's tossing his car.

She calls me over to the vehicle

and shows me a snub .38
and 2 shotguns

fully loaded and locked.

No shit?

No shit. So...
she calls our supervisor

and I keep searchin'.

I find 500 grams of meth
in the dash.

Turns out this D.U.I.

is on bail for distribution.

He's on his way
to smoke his ex-partner

before trial.

Boom.

We prevented a murder.

You got him.
That's amazing.

It is.

That you could be out there
with a fine bitch for a year,

and the most entertaining story
that you can come up with

to tell me is a drunk stop.

But I don't believe you.

You tapped that ass, didn't you?

Tell the truth.
You know you tapped that ass.

You put her in the backseat.
Bam! Code X.

Look, man, I got a wife.

You got a dick.

You do have a dick, don't you?

Yes.

Okay, your dick lines up

straight like that, right?

To the right of it
and to the left of it

are pockets, right?
In those pockets are money.

Look in either one of 'em,
pay the bill.

Hey, grab that menu
off that window for me,

all right?

Get in. It's unlocked.

Just throw that
in the glove box.

This car is not
from the motor pool.

No, it's not.
Sexy, though, isn't it?

So where's the office?
Back at division?

You're in the office, baby.

Goin' up.

Today's a training day,
Officer Hoyt.

Show you around.

Give you a taste of
the business, you know?

I got 38 cases pending trials,

63 in active investigation,

another 250 on the log
I can't clear.

I supervise 5 officers.

That's 5 different
personalities.

5 sets of problems.

You could be number 6
if you act right.

But I ain't holdin' no
hands, you understand?

I ain't baby-sittin'.
You got today

and today only to show me who

and what you're made of.

You don't like narcotics,

get the fuck out of my car,

go back to the office,

get a nice, pussy
desk job, you know?

Chasin' bad checks or
something. You hear me?

I hear you.
Okay.

Why do you wanna be a narc?

I want to...
serve my community

by ridding it of dangerous drugs.

Right. Right. But why
do you wanna be a narc?

I want to make detective.

There you go.
You can do it.

Stick with me.
You can do it.

Unlearn that bullshit

they teach you
at the academy, though.

Don't bring none
of that shit in here.

Shit'll get you killed out here.

I will do anything
you want me to do.

My niggah.

Roll your window down.
Start there.

Ha ha ha. See, you gotta
hear the street.

You gotta smell it, you know?

You gotta taste that
shit, feel it.

How's your Español?

Mas o menos.

Learn that shit, brother.

Learn that shit.
That shit'll get you killed.

These motherfuckers out here
plottin' all kinds of shit

behind your back.

Shit, man. You gonna
teach me that old school,

hard charging,
beat up everything that moves,

Rodney king shit?

We don't do that no more.
That day's dead, dog.

We don't roll like that no more.

Now we use this.
Brain power.

These niggahs are
too strong out here anyway.

You think I'm crazy, right?
Huh?

I don't know what to think.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Good.

Good.

♪ Bum ba bum bum ♪

♪ Bum bum ba bum bum
bum bum bum ♪

How long you been married?

About a year.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

You got a kid, right?

That's right. A little girl.
9 months old.

Yeah. I got 4.
Boys.

You need a son, you let me know.

I'll hook your old lady up,
you know?

I can't miss.

Can we not talk about my family,

all right?

I respect that.

I'm married.
I got my queen, too.

I remember what it was like

to have a pretty young bride.

You probably fuck her

face to face, don't you?

All right, man.

Let's just not talk about
my wife, all right?

Yeah, that's my point, you see?

You're so in love,

the shit's comin' out of your eyes.

The day you bring
your old lady to the office

is the day that you don't
make it back home.

You gotta hide that love deep
inside you, you understand?

Otherwise, these maggots
out here on the street,

they'll find it.
They'll use it against you,

and they will chew you up.

Never wear that
wedding ring to work.

I'm serious about that.

All right.
All right. Thanks.

What's here?

Transactions.

You see that
salvatrucha zero head

sittin' over there on the fence

tryin' to act like
he's not slangin' dope?

- Yeah.
- Yeah. That's my boy.

That's my boy Neto.

The punk's only 17,

but he can kill
with the best of 'em.

He works for me.

Jesus, he's an...
he's an informer?

Teammate, you know?
I got eyes everywhere.

He gets to pedal
a little reefer,

make a little cash
for the family.

He gives me the head's up

when big things are happenin'.

Big transactions.

Boom. Boom, boom,
boom, boom, boom.

And you trust him?

Damn right I trust him.

I sprung his mom
from I.N.S. Detention.

Here we go.
Here we go. Here we go.

Watch this.

That's right.
Come on down.

Come on. Look at it.
Sexy, ain't it?

That's right.

See the hand-to-hand?

Yeah, I saw it.
I saw it.

All right.
When was the last time

you did a felony stop?

A couple weeks ago.

Good. You need practice.

They look like college kids.

They'll get education today.

I want the Brady Bunch
grabbin' glass.

I'm gonna take the front,
you take the back.

Stay off of the rover.
Let's go.

Yeah, you little fuckers.

Run, baby, run.
That's right.

Police officers.
Let's see your hands.

Police.
Put your hands up!

Put 'em up!
Put 'em up!

Driver, right side
passenger, hands on

the windshield.
Put 'em on the windshield!

You, in the back, hands
on the side of the glass.

Look straight ahead.

- Put it in park!
- Stick shift.

Grab the keys and throw
'em out the window.

Grab the keys and throw
'em out the window.

Put your hands on your chest.

Put your hands on your chest!

All right. Fork
it over, smart man.

What?

You know what I'm talkin' about.

The marijuana.

Give it to me!
Give it to me!

Give it to me!

Okay, okay, okay.

Sorry, sir. I...

Shut up.
Too late for that.

Gimme that pipe you got

down there on the floor, too.

My mom gave me this pipe.

I don't care who gave it to you.

She could pick it up
in jail. What else you got?

Gimme them cigarettes, too.

Gimme, gimme, gimme,
gimme, gimme. Hey!

Control your suspect.

Miss, palms on the glass.

You move those hands,

I'll slap the taste
outta your mouth,

you understand me?

Put your face right up
against the glass.

Right there.

Now, what are you
doin' down here?

You know this is a gang
neighbourhood, don't you?

Yeah, yeah!

You know it's
a gang neighbourhood?

Then don't come down here.

I see you down here again,

I'm gonna take your vehicle.

I'm gonna make you walk home.

I'm gonna let
the homeboys up the hill

run a train on your girlfriend.

You know what a train is,
don't you, huh?

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

All right, gentlemen.

Thanks for your cooperation.

Let's go.
Safe your iron, son.

Shit!

I like that shit.

Hey, I like the way
you moved out there.

You were trained very well.

Check that out.

It's a shitty dime.
See the small hairs,

undeveloped seeds...

All the stems in it?
See how immature it is?

That's classic
brick-pack Mexican.

That's garbage.

Let me see. Gimme.

Yeah, it's old, too.

Shit's probably from last year.

To be truly effective,

a good narcotics agent
must know and love narcotics.

In fact, a good narcotics agent

should have narcotics
in his blood.

What...

What, are you gonna smoke that?

Nope, you are.

Hell if I am.

Yeah? Yeah?
You're not?

No.

Why, you a Mormon or somethin'?

You're a Jesus freak?

No, man.
I'm not losin' my job.

This is your job.

- I can't do that.
- Smoke it.

This ain't a test.
Just take a hit.

No, man, listen.
I became a cop

to stop people from usin'...

Yeah, yeah, blah,
blah, blah, blah, blah.

It's not a review board
and it ain't cocaine.

- Take a hit.
- No, man.

Jesus Christ.

Yeah, right.

If I was a dealer,

you'd be dead by now, motherfucker.

You turn shit down on the street,

and the chief brings your wife

a crisply folded flag.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Talkin' about... you know what?

I don't want you in my unit,

and I don't want you
in my division.

Get the fuck out of my car.

Go back to the valley, rookie.

Poopin' ass.

Gimme that thing.

I'll smoke it, man.
Give it to me.

You want me to smoke it,
I'll smoke it.

Ah, virgin lungs.

Man up, now.
Man up, niggah.

Here you go.
Go ahead.

Dog, you didn't even get it.

Come on!

Shut the fuck up, and just wait.

Oh, god.

Man the fuck up.

Finish that shit.

Let's go, niggah.
Let's go.

Oh, shit.

You okay, kid?

That was a man-size
hit you took, dog.

When was the last time
you smoked weed?

The last... last...
12th grade.

We were...

Oh, we were...

Smokin' weed.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, left that out

of your service jacket,
didn't you?

Yeah, I knew you got secrets.

Everybody got secrets.
Didn't know

you liked to get wet, though.

What's "wet"?

Butt-naked. Ill.

Sherms. Dust.

P.C.P. Primos.

P-dog. That's what you had.

That's what you were smokin'.

You couldn't taste it?

Nah, I never done it.

You have now.

I haven't, but you have.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Man, I'm gonna get piss-tested,

and I'm gonna get fired.

Lieutenant's got our back.

We know a week before we piss.

Oh, shit.

- Shit.
- Boom!

Why did you do this to me?

Ah, you're an adult, man.
Shit.

Nobody told you to smoke that.

You made the decision.
Live with your decision.

Ain't like I put
a gun to your head.

Shit, man.

Oh, man. Shit.

Come on.
Get your shit together now.

This is my dog's house.

We'll see what he thinks of ya.

Brother, get your ass in here.

Roger, what's up, boy?

All right.
How they treatin' you, huh?

Gimme a pound.

All right.

I didn't wake you up, did I?

No, baby.
You know I never sleep.

That's right.
Hey, this is my new guy Jake.

Come on in.

Yeah, time to get
my swerve on here.

What you drinkin', dog?

What am I drinkin'?
The best.

The best. I know.
It's the best for the best.

I heard you had a beef in Vegas.

There's a green light
on your ass.

Nah, no problem.
It's all good.

The Russians want your head.

You know I got your back.

I know that.
Thank you.

Here.

Get that medicine up in you.

Back to the world, dog.

Back to the world.

You went and got yourself
a daisy fresh rookie.

Jesus, Alonzo,
he's high as a motherfucker.

What the hell you give him?

Oh, Mexico's finest.

Yeah.

Garbage.

Where'd you grow up?

North Hollywood.

What's your last name?

- Hoyt.
- Hoyt.

Hoyt. Hoyt...

Strong safety,
North Hollywood High.

That's right.

How did you know that?

Yeah, how the fuck
did you know that?

I follow all the good players.

Excuse me.

Strong safety, huh?

It's me.
What's up?

I can't do a thing for you.

It's your mess.
You clean it up.

Don't be callin' me.

Hey...

Here's a joke, boy.

A man walks out of his house
on his way to work,

sees this snail
lying on his porch.

So he picks it up,
Chucks it over the roof

into the backyard.

Snail bounces off a rock,

busts its shell up all to shit,

lands in the grass.

Snail lies there dyin'.

But the snail doesn't die.

And then after a while,
it can crawl again.

And one day the snail
up and heads back

to the front of the house.

And finally, after...
oh, about a year,

the little guy crawls
back on the porch.

Right then the man
walks out of his house

on his way to work.
He sees this snail again.

So he looks at it,
and he says...

"What the fuck's your problem?"

That's not funny.
That's not funny.

What you laughin' for then,

if it ain't funny?

I don't know, man. I...

Hey, hey!
You figure that joke out,

you'll figure the streets out.

Shit, there ain't
nothin' to figure out.

That's just some
senseless bullshit.

Don't listen to him.

Yeah, well, I...

I already figured 'em out.

- Oh, yeah?
- Oh, really?

Yeah.

You already
figured the streets out?

Yeah, well, it's...

It's all about smiles and cries.

Put the drink down, man.

This motherfucker's
out of his mind.

Hey, hold on, Alonzo.
Hold on, hold on.

Smiles and cries.
Smiles and cries.

Smiles and cries.
I hear you.

Yeah, you gotta...

you gotta control
your smiles and cries,

because that's all you have,

and nobody can
take that away from you.

Oh, shit.

What you think, dog?

Think this greenhorn
can handle undercover?

You were just like him.

What?

Same silly-ass look
and everything.

Savin' the god damn world!

- Yeah.
- Yeah!

Yeah, now that's
some smiles and cries

for your ass.

Yeah.
Shit lasted about a week.

Yeah.

I gotta get back to the office.

Thanks for the snort, dog.

Always good to see you, brother.

- Yeah.
- Yes, sir!

What you doin' later on?

Stay in the house,
save some cheddar.

I'm less than a year
away from my dream.

Philippine Islands, here I come,

and I ain't never comin' back!

That's right.
Let me go with you.

You're invited.

Hey.

Open your eyes, man,
you'll feel a lot better.

Boom! Come on, man,
sit your ass up.

Who are you?

I'm the zigzag man.
Who the fuck are you?

I'm a cop, man.
Watch out.

A'ight.
Don't shoot nobody.

Why don't you get
that beer in you, man?

That'll give you ballast.

- Oh, no.
- For real.

Get that up in you, man.

You'll feel better.

- Stop the car, man!
- What?

Stop the car. Stop...
Stop the car!

I saw something.
Stop the fucking car!

All right, hold on.
Hold the fuck...

Hey. Hey! Hey!

Fuck me, man! Shit!

Police officer!
Get away from the girl!

Get away from her!

I'm gonna fuck you, too, cop!

We didn't do shit, man!

That bitch is crazy!

Roll over, man.
Roll the fuck over!

Fuckin'-ass prick!

My niggah!

Go ahead, cowboy.

You got mad squabbles, boy!

Thanks for the help.

Yeah, you shoulda shot 'em.

What's happenin'?
Oh, hey.

You're fucking dead!

Okay, wait a minute.
Hold it. Hold it!

You, too, fucking white boy!

My cousins are
from Hillside Trece,

and they're gonna
blast you fools!

Calm down. Calm down,
all right? Are you okay?

No, I'm not okay.
Look at my nose, man!

It's just a little nosebleed.

Just put a little ice on it,
you're gonna be fine.

What are you doin'
out here anyway? Huh?

These pieces of shit,
they probably got AIDS,

you know? Why are you
not in school?

I was just goin'
to a ditch party...

You almost became a part
of the ditch party.

Now, you say
your cousins from where?

From Hillside Trece!
You fuckin' remember that, too!

Tell your cousins
to get your back,

all right?

Grab your bag
and go home right now.

Whoa, I need to get...

Go home right now!

We don't need
no statement. Go! Go.

Yeah, they're gonna
fuck you up, ¡puto!

We're gonna cut 'em loose?

What, do you want
to beat 'em up? Go ahead.

Get down. Protect
and serve, brother.

I got a punching bag at home.

These guys should
be off the streets.

You hear that, homey?

You wanna go home, or you
wanna go to jail, huh?

What you think?!

Ahh. Got room for you
at the Booty house.

You ever been
to the Booty house?

Huh?

Big boys have you
grab your ankles, man.

Suck my dick, bitch!
I know people!

That's how it starts.

What about you, my man?
What you got?

You ain't got nothin'?

- No, man.
- You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Where's your horn?

I ain't got no horn.

- No?
- Uh-uh.

You got money, though.

Aw, you lied to me.

You lied to me.

Lucky I don't make you
eat that, dog.

Stand up, you. Stand up.

Stand the fuck up!

Yeah. Oh, shit, huh?
Huh? Huh?

Turn around, sucker.

Turn around.

So you like raping young girls, huh?

You like to rape young girls?

- That's your M.O.?
- No, no...

That's what you like, isn't it?

You like to rape young girls.

That's what you like
to do, right?

Don't lie to me.

You told me to
"suck your dick, bitch".

Isn't that what you said to me?

Look at me.

You wanted me to suck your dick.

That's what you said, right?

That what you said?

Didn't you say,
"suck my dick, bitch"?

Don't lie to me. That's what...
you keep telling me,

I'm a liar.
You didn't say,

"suck my dick, bitch"?

That's not what you said to me?

So I'm lyin'?
Am I lyin'?

No. Please. Please!

Where is it?
I can't even find it.

Let me see.
Pull your pants down.

Pull 'em down.

Which nut you want?

I'll leave you one nut.
Which one you want?

Make a decision.
Make a decision.

All right, all right.

Put your hands on your head.

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

You're lucky I have
more pressing business.

I'd cut your fuckin' dick off

and stick it right up that
little funky ass of yours,

bitch!

Damn, I'm thirsty!

I want a beer.
What about you?

You want a beer?

I'm gonna leave
you 3 to it, man.

Pussy-ass bitch!

When I see you again,
I'm gonna fuck your shit up, bitch!

You ain't gonna
see shit comin', man!

I'll sneak up behind you

like a motherfuckin' ninja, man.

I'll crack your head open,
you fuckin' pig! Come on!

That girl's 14.

She all woman, though, man.

You tax that ass for days, man.

Yeah, keep walkin', bitch!

You want a beer?

No, I don't want a beer, man.

No? You mad?

You wanna book
that 60 bucks, huh?

Here. Go ahead.

Book it into evidence, man.

Where are your suspects, though?

You gotta go back
and get the suspects.

I don't know where they are.
You let 'em go.

Oh, I let 'em go.

Yeah, you let 'em go.
They're...

Hey, man, you want
to run and gun, man,

stay in patrol, okay?
This is investigations,

a'ight?

Let the garbage men
handle the garbage.

We're professional anglers, okay?

We go after the big fish.

Chasin' them monkey-strung

crackhead motherfuckers anyway!
You know,

they'd have killed you
without hesitating.

That's why they belong
in prison.

For what?
They got beat down,

they lost their rock,
they lost their money.

Them eses from hillside
probably gonna smoke 'em.

I mean, Jesus,
what more you want?

I want justice.

Is that not justice?

That's street justice.

What's wrong
with street justice?

Just let the animals
wipe themselves out.

God willing! Fuck 'em,

and everybody
who looks like 'em.

Unfortunately, it doesn't
work that way.

The good guys,
they die first, right?

The school-kids and moms,
family men...

They the ones
catch the stray bullets

in the noodle.

To protect the sheep,
you gotta catch the wolf,

and it takes a wolf
to catch a wolf.

You understand?

What?

I said you protect the sheep

by killin'
the motherfuckin' wolves.

No, you didn't hear me.
You listenin',

but you didn't hear me.

All right, whatever.

Yeah, whatever.
Whatever the fuck ever.

Well, let me ask you this.

When do you lock anybody up?

I mean, it seems you're pretty
busy keeping people out.

What the fuck
you talkin' about?!

You don't know what you're
talkin' about, Betty Boop!

Got nothin' but shit
between your ears.

Shit, they build jails
'cause of me!

Judges have handed out
over 15,000 man-years

of incarceration time based
on my investigations, okay?

My record speaks for itself.

How many felons
have you collared?

Huh?

Yeah, I rest my case.

Oh, look, man,
I'm not smoking crack, all right?

Glad to hear that. Just
put it in the glove box.

Put the $60 in there, too.

That'll come in handy later on.

We'll use it like... like
a credit card or something.

Hey, no matter what I say,
you did the right thing.

Reminds me
of when I was out there

chasin' down bad guys,
rockin' their world.

That was some pretty amazing
shit you did back there, Hoyt.

Thanks.

Hey, I noticed you applied that...

that choke hold, though, huh?

I thought that was
a no-no procedure, boy.

I was getting my ass kicked.

And you did
what you had to do, right?

You did what you had to do.

That's right.

That's what a wolf does.
You a wolf?

Come on, wolf!

Come on, dog.

No, I said a wolf,
not a rooster!

A wolf.

That's a rooster.
Gimme a wolf.

Fuck this, man!
Gimme that beer.

A'ight, there you go.
That's my niggah.

You got the magic eye, Hoyt.

You have the magic eye!

You up your street IQ,

you gonna do some damage
out here, I guarantee.

Crime fighter.

What you need, homey?

Crack.
About 20 bucks worth.

- Crack?
- Yeah.

Smell like bacon
in this motherfucker.

What, I look like a sucker
to you, niggah?

Fuck you, rookie!

Go on, fetch, dog.

You want me to...

Come on, man!

Shit!

Yo!

Yo, gimme a break, man!
Hey! Yo! Slow up!

Excuse me.

Come on, buddy, stop.
I'm a police officer.

Police officer!
Stop!

Come on, man, gimme a break,
all right? Shit!

You get out.
You don't look at my things.

Get out of here,
or I call police!

Police officer, ma'am.
Calm down.

Yo, man, I said stop,
all right?!

I said stop!

You're making this
so much harder. All right.

Just calm down. Calm down!

You love this shit, huh?

Hey, man...

Pick him up.

Civil rights violatin'
motherfuckers!

Watch his legs.
Watch his legs.

Fuck!

You fucked with my legs, man!

Pick his legs up, man.
Pick his legs up.

You motherfuckers ain't
got nothin' better to do

than fuck
with me, man?! Shit!

A'ight, who you working for?

Fuck, man, you know I don't
work for nobody.

I'm on disability, man, shit!

That's bullshit.
You're crackin' and you know it.

Man, I don't sell that shit
no more. You know that.

No rocks?

No rocks, man, but I found this.

Oh, no, you don't.

Man, that ain't mine, man.
That motherfucker

planted that shit on me, man.

Put me in the front seat
with him,

and I bet I whup his ass!

Yeah.

Who you workin' for?

I told you I don't work
for nobody, man.

Why the fuck
is y'all sweatin' me

any-motherfuckin'-way, man?

Where the rocks at?

I ain't got nothin' on me.
I gave it up, dog.

Where the rocks at?

Open your mouth.

What is you, a doctor now?

I'm a dentist.
Open your mouth.

Lift up your tongue.

I ain't got shit.

Your partner already done
searched me. I'm straight.

Yeah, okay.
You got a pen?

You got a writing pen?

I didn't even see
the motherfucker comin'.

You ain't got nothing
in there, right?

Huh?

Nothing, man!

You ain't got nothing, huh?

God!

Damn!

Now what is that?

Motherfuckin' crack, man.

That's right, Jimmy crack corn.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...

Oh, you're federally fucked now.

You got crack

and a gun.

Now you know with your record,
you can get 10 years per bullet?

- Do you know that?
- Man!

Now you're gonna
give me a name, now.

That's 10 right there, dog.

Come on, man, you know
I ain't no snitch.

I know you ain't no snitch.

Give me a name.

Fuck!

That's 20.
Give me a name.

That's 30 years.

You wanna go to jail,
or you wanna go home?

He in the county, man!

Who?

This niggah named Sandman.

That's all the fuck
I know, man. Shit!

Sandman?

Sandman!

See how easy that was?

Unhook him.

I'm sick of this shit, man!

Wanna collect the evidence?

Fuck that, man.

My niggah.

It's Bob.

Good afternoon, Bob.
Yeah, yeah, it's Alonzo.

Hey, listen,
you got your gang book?

Yeah, what do you need?

Yeah, I need a res on a Sandman.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, with the mobsters.
He may be in custody.

Okay, hold on.
I'll check it out for you.

Yeah, no problem.
I'll hold on.

That stuff
doesn't fly anymore, man,

shoving a pen down.

I mean, what if
that guy complains?

To who?...
Yeah...

23130 113th street.

Kevin Miller,
A.K.A. Sandman, got it?

I like my badge.

Yeah, I got it.
I know where it is.

Out there by... Imperial Courts.

Exactly, uh-huh.

Right, okay.
Thanks a lot.

No problem.

We go after Sandman?

We go after the Sandman.

What, are you opening a Circuit City?

Nah, it's unclaimed shit
from property.

Hand it out to my C.I.S,
witnesses, victims.

Try to help them out
with their families.

Here, put this on.

Come on, let's go.

Now listen, intel says
that she lives here alone.

She got 2 female juveniles,

one possible male juvenile.

Well, if he's not here,
why are we here?

We're here
to serve this warrant.

Come on, man.

We can't do that.

Hell, yeah, we can.
We the police.

We can do the fuck we wanna do.

Why don't we just
get a real warrant.

Listen, we're trying
to get shit done, all right?

Just stand over there
and don't get me killed,

all right, new guy?

Police, we got a search warrant.

L.A.P.D., open up.

Kevin ain't here.
He at the Honour Ranch.

Okay, just open the door.

We don't want to
have to kick it in, now.

Kevin ain't here.
He up at the Honour Ranch.

Open the door, ma'am.

We don't want to have
to knock the door down.

He ain't even here.

I said Kevin at the Honour Ranch,

he ain't even over here.

Right.
We got a search warrant.

Unlock the door, please, ma'am.

Damn!

Ain't nobody here!

Get your big ass down!

Right down! Down!
Get down!

Don't move!
Spread 'em out!

Don't move!

Anybody in the house?

Is anybody in the house?

My nephew Dimitri,

he's in the bedroom.
He's 10 years old.

Okay, okay.

All right, I'm gonna
clear the house,

check her for weapons.

Kitchen's clear.

Dimitri?

Yeah?

Put your hands up, son.
Put 'em up! Put 'em up!

Anybody else in there?

No.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Okay, just stay right there,
right there, right there.

Don't move.
Don't you move.

Okay, stand up.

Stand up.

Keep your hands
where I can see 'em.

Keep your hands where
I can see 'em.

Sit down and place them
on your knees.

Just sit down, okay?

We're the good guys,
you got nothing to worry about.

You just take a seat
right over there,

next to your auntie.

Right over there, son.

Right there.
Right over in there.

House is code 4.

I'm gonna start the search.

I wanna see that warrant.

My what?

I wanna see the warrant.

You... You're supposed
to give me a copy.

Yeah, well, my partner has it.

He'll be out
with it in a second.

Where the fuck's your back-up?

Ma'am, do me a favour,
and just be quiet

until we're through
with our investigation.

Well, you got the gun,
don't you, boss?

That's right, I do.

Punk-ass, bitch-ass,
crooked-ass cop.

Okay.

You're a rookie.

Gimme a break, okay.

Dimitri, how you doing
over there, huh?

You cool? You cool?
Come on.

All right, don't worry about it,

you're cool.
Just stay cool.

Great.

Ma'am, please stay seated!

You come up here like

you pay the rent, motherfucker.

- Sit down!
- And you all stink!

You got to get liquored up

to do your business up in here!

All right, sit down, now!

You gonna shoot me, boss?

Dimitri, close your eyes.

The punk-ass cop
is gonna shoot me!

Sit down, right now!

Okay, okay, okay.
Everything is fine.

We made a mistake.

Didn't find a damn thing.
I'm very sorry. And...

thanks for your cooperation.
Let's go.

I wanna see that warrant!

What?

I wanna see
that goddamn warrant.

Here you go.

Let's go.

You motherfuckers!

Hey, jackers!

Listen, you better give me

my fucking money back,
motherfucker.

You ain't no police!

Fuck you!
Gimme my fucking money back!

Hey, jackers, what y'all
sitting over there

looking pretty for?!

Blast them fools!

Give me my money back,
motherfuckers!

You ain't no police!

You ain't no police!

Start, you motherfucker.

Fuck! Gun!

Shit, man, just get
the fuck out of here!

Calm the fuck down, okay?
Just stay in the car.

Yeah, motherfucker!

Goddamn it, man,

that was not cool, all right?
That was not cool at all,

where you're opening fire
in the middle of a neighbourhood.

Shit, man,
where was the Sandman, huh?

I mean, what the hell
were you doing back there?

I was checking for
narcotics activity, you know,

drugs, guns, baggies, you know.

Yeah, cash!

Speak on it, son.

Man, she's screaming
about money, all right.

Oh, that bitch is talking shit!

She's screaming about
trying to get us killed.

Whatever, all right, man?

I'm gonna be on the 6:00 news

in an orange jumpsuit
and handcuffs

because of you, okay, man.

With the scandals and what not,

it is open season on misconduct.

They will nail us to the wall.

Pull over.

Pull over.

- On the highway?
- Pull over.

Shit!

What?

Listen,

you're in a privileged position
to learn a thing or two.

Keep your mouth shut
and your eyes open.

You say you're serious

about doing some good
in the real world,

well, this is
the place to learn.

But if this kind of shit
shakes you up...

maybe you ought to go back
to your division, you know?

Cry to the watch commander

to give you a nice job
lighting flares

or measuring car wrecks.

You gotta decide
whether you're a wolf...

or a sheep.

Get your ink

or...

go give him a hand.

What are we doing
going in here, man?

We'll get killed coming in here.

Ah, you know about
this place, huh?

Yeah, it's the jungle, right?

That's right.

They say don't come in here

with anything
less than a platoon.

That's right.

That's the heart of it,
right here.

Jungle Damu headquarters.

Stoners...

Yeah, a lot of
murder investigations

lead right here.

One way in, one way out.

Thought we were gonna get
something to eat?

Hey, don't ever
come up here without me,

you hear me?

I'm serious.
For your safety.

How come you got
the golden pass?

Because I treat them fair.

They know if
they cross the line,

I'm taxin' that ass.

What's that up there?

They're flipping pigeons.

They wanna let everybody
know I'm here.

One time, what's up, Bone?

What's up, Alonzo?

What's happening with you, Damu?

It's all good, it's all good.

I just want to tell you,
man, I appreciate

what you did for my nephew.

That's some real shit.

For sure. For sure.

You better call me.

Man, I'm sick of this shit, man.

I can't stand that motherfucker.

Who are they?

Nobody. Some buster-ass niggahs.

I got 'em all under my thumb.

What's up, Alonzo?

All right, spider.
What's happenin'?

What's happenin', dog?

A'ight.

Hey, what's up, girl?
Look at you.

Hi, Alonzo.

Go ahead.

All that jelly and no toast.

Who lives here?

Just one of my lovelies.
You know, one of my dimes.

A loving touch, you know.
Don't worry about it.

Policia. Policia, señorita.

Papi.

Ah, mami.

New guy. Jake.

Hi.

Hi. Jake.

Nice to meet you.

Come in.
Welcome to my house.

Yeah, yeah, hook him
up with some food.

You know, take care of him?

Yeah, of course.

Huh?

All right.

Of course.

How are you?

Good, good.

Good.

I have cable.

You watch whatever you want, okay?

All right, thanks.

This is your house.

I'll be right back.

How you doin'?

Fine.

Okay.

Now this...

is all El Salvadorian food.

Thank you.
It looks great.

I have to go.

Yeah... all right.

Let's go.

We got a meetin' in 15 minutes.

Yeah, I just need to...

Forget that.
Let's go.

I'll see you, buddy.

¿Como esta, mijo?

¿Te portas bien?

Si.

¿Si?

Esta...

creciendo, papasito.

Creciendo.

You okay?

Si.

Okay.

Here, use this.

Who's here?

L.A.P.D.'s finest.

Don't speak unless
you're spoken to.

Come on.

Good to see you, gents.

That's my new guy.
He works on my squad.

Jake Hoyt.
Captain Lou Jacobs.

You ever need to talk
to the feds,

you talk to him first.
This is a good man.

He can take your back for you.

Pleased to meet you, sir.

Stan Gursky over here...

he runs the D.A. shooting team.

You think about him
before you pull the trigger,

because if you're wrong,

he'll snatch your fuckin'
nuts out, use 'em for dice.

Detective Doug Rosselli right here

handles high-dollar theft cases

for the French poodle crowd.

You know, if you lose a Picasso,

he'll find it for you
or die tryin'.

He's a good man.

Pleased to meet you.

Good man.

Should I...

Boom.

Get yourself a baseball
steak or something.

All right, gents.

I don't know why I'm meeting you.

I don't talk to dead men.

I ain't dead yet.

Fuckin' prick.

Excuse me.

Why the long face, Doug, huh?

Feds seize your house
or somethin'?

Fuck yourself, Alonzo.

Tell him the story.

Come on, tell the story.

Oh, you think it's
so funny, you tell it.

No, no. It's your story.
You tell it.

Asshole.

All right, all right, all right.

There's this...
Serial burglar, and...

chasin' him for 12 months.

A real slickster,
gave up nothing.

Captain's riding my ass
the entire time.

Sentencing was today.

Judge is female.

That's right.
Landers.

Yeah, I know landers.
She's a sharp lady.

No?

So before the hearing,

guy gets hold of
some peanut butter,

packs his ass crack with it...

What?

Then he's standing tall
before the bench,

and he's waitin'
to give his statement.

So he shoves
his hand down his pants,

comes out with a gob
of extra-chunky Jif.

Bailiffs won't come near him.

Now he's... now he's lookin'
the judge right in the eyes

and licks his fingers clean.

Holy shit.

So the judge says...

"Oh, this poor man's insane.
He can't go to prison."

Orders him to psychiatric.

She fell for it.

Yeah. That's because
she's so fuckin' smart.

Time she found out
it was sandwich spread,

the order was signed,
the guy's been transferred.

Proceedings closed.

Yeah, closed.

That prick will do 6 months
in the puzzle factory,

then they'll call him normal
and let him loose.

Never, ever do a day in prison.

Yeah, give him credit, though.

Shit, he worked the system,

deserves his freedom.

Yeah? Think so?

Or not.

I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna find
this guy on the street

and I'm gonna do him.

You better take his
bullets from him, Stan.

Shit.

Alonzo...

heard you had an expensive
weekend in Vegas.

How did you ever screw up so bad?

Nothin'. It's nothin'.
Forget it.

You know, I didn't know.
It's not my town.

I'm not omniscient.

The Russians don't care
if you have a badge.

They'll whack you.

You ought to hop
a jet out of here.

Why?

It's an easy fix.

How?

I'll just cash in an account.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Whose?

One of my old ones.
My first one.

It's not a problem.
Look, the guy's

a high-security risk anyway.

If I'm not around,
who's gonna keep him

off the radar, you?

I'm just taxin' him, that's all.

Okay?

Well, it's your call.

I do not want you
to dick this up.

I do not want to see you
on the front page

like those other assholes.

Yeah, I understand.

Who's drivin'?

Me.

Grey Mercedes.

Okay.

Get the car.

All right. All right.

What, the black Monte Carlo there

with the back windows shot out.

Hey, yeah, it's me.

Listen, we got the green light.

Right. That's right.

I want you to fax
a copy of the warrant

to the clerk,
get her to get the judge

to sign it,
and I want you and Paul

to bring it to me
at location one.

You got that?
Now, get a hold of Jeff,

tell him to pick up some tools...

picks and shovels.

Make sure he signs 'em
out from maintenance.

That's right. Copy?

That's right.
All right, hurry up.

Later.

So how much cash
was in that jacket?

40 Gs.

What's... What's that for?

You really want to know?

Yeah, I really want to know.

Yeah...

There's nothin' free
in this world, Jake.

Not even arrest warrants.

Shit, man.
I didn't want to know.

Yo, homes.
Check this motherfucker out.

Nice suit, Mark.

Beautiful suit.

Yeah, fuck you guys.

All right.
Nice, nice, nice.

What's up, Alonzo?

You got the picks and shovels?

They're in the truck.

You're gonna dig a ditch?

No, you are.

That's a nice suit
you got on there.

That's what I said.

What up, killer?

I can't call it.
What's up with you?

I've been hearing a lot of shit

out here on these streets, man.
You all right?

It's all good.
I talked to the 3 wise men.

Everything is lovely.

Shit, if you say
we can get away with it,

I'm with you.
Know what I'm sayin'?

Who the fuck is this?

Jake Hoyt.
It's my first day in the unit.

I'm from Valley patrol.

You a long way
from Starbucks, homey.

Now, why the fuck
is he in on this?

Gotta get his cherry
popped sometime.

Look, man, stay the fuck
out of my way, all right?

It's just for the big dogs.
Feel me?

Here it is, dog.

It's all good and legit.

Signed by the judge, okay?

Thanks to the Sandman.
Now listen up.

Safety is first.

He gives us shit... boom,
we're givin' him lead.

Let's do this right
so we can all go home

and do the wife
or the girlfriend thing,

all right?

Let's suit up, ladies.
Time to punch in.

Freeze up!

Down on the floor!
Get down, motherfucker!

What are you clowns doing here?

Hey, new guy, watch him.

If he moves, cap his ass!

Yeah, I'm on him.

Do you know what
you're doin', son?

Drop what's in your hands
before zero.

5...

4, 3, 2...

Boom.

Give me a reason.

Alonzo's gonna have y'all's ass.

What's up, Roger?

What's going down, brother?

Oh, it's all good, baby.

It's all good.

That's for you.

What am I supposed to do
with this, wipe my ass?

Bad news, dog.

You don't mind if I have some of

your $300-a-glass shit there,
will you?

Please.

Had lunch with the wise men today.

They said you got
to render unto Caesar.

Fuckin' vampires want my pension?

Nah, it's nothin' like that.

They just wanna tax you a little bit.

You know, they got their boats

and mistresses and, you know,

house payments.

Nothin' I can do about it,
you know?

They're making me do it.

I'm just a lowly civil servant.

You're their bitch.

What happens to me?

I got your back, bro.

I promised you
you'd never have to

go back to prison.

You ain't even gonna
miss what we take.

I'm sorry.
Orders is orders, dog.

No you ain't, cop.

Tim, Jeff, Jake,

we're gonna work in the kitchen.

Grab the tools.
Give me the bitch.

You guys hold him down.

Who's payin' for my floor?

The city.

Right here.

That's it.
That's what I'm talkin' about.

What's in here, coke?

Don't worry about it.
You'll see.

Hey, grab that hammer right there.

Knock this lock off.

Yeah. 1, 2...

Shit...

That's a quarter million
dollars you holding

right there in your hand.

Over 4 million in here.

First day on the job,

you hit a $3 million seizure.

Wait, you said 4.

Ah, taxation without
representation, brother.

Nothing's free in this world,

you lucky
first-day motherfucker.

Buy your wife
a minivan with that.

Put the kids through college.

Give me that bag.

No, you know.

I mean, the only checks
I cash say...

L.A.P.D. on 'em, right?

Somebody didn't sleep
through ethics, did they?

What's the matter?

You don't want
a piece of this, huh?

Well, I...

No, right?

Not like this.
I mean... no.

No?

Right, right, okay.

First time.
You're not comfortable.

I'll hold it for you, okay?

What about you,
are you comfortable?

Oh, I'm comfortable.

How's your comfort level?

I'm very comfortable.

Come on, let's wrap this up.

I...

Don't touch a thing.

Evidence.

That's it.

Alonzo, what are those
assholes thinkin'?

That I'm really gonna stand still

and let 'em horse-fuck me?

Could put you
out of your misery.

Hey, Jake, here.

Hey, come sit down.
Sit down. Right here.

I'll tell you a secret.

When you kill someone on duty,

they have to be your slave

in the afterlife.

There you go.

Start an entourage.

What, you want me to shoot him?

Yeah.

Come on, kid.
Do me a favour.

Come on.

Do yourself a favour.
Hit him.

Are you serious?

Hey, close the blinds.

All right, I'll...
I'll shoot him.

Go.

- Pow!
- Boom!

Shoot him.

No, man. I'm...

Youngsters these days, huh?

You're not gonna shoot him?

- No, man.
- All right,

give it to me.

Rookies.

Yeah, you want to get shit done,

you gotta get it done yourself.

Holy shit!

Come on, breathe.

Breathe. There you go.

Just let it go.

Breathe, dog.

Yeah, he's finished.

Where's the stinger?

It's right here.

All right, Jeff.

You took fire comin'
through the door.

I need some time off, but...

okay, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, okay?

Watch the shades.

All right.

Okay.

All right, you ready?

- Kiss me, baby.
- One...

Yeah?

You all right?

Yeah.

I got to give you
one more, though.

Do it.

Ah, fuck!

All right, listen.
It's not what you know,

it's what you can prove.
Okay, here's the scenario.

Mark and Paul,
you kicked the door.

Jeff's the first one through.

Roger opens fire...
hits Jeff twice, right?

Fuck.

What's the matter,
one go through?

Shit!

Yeah, man.
You shot him.

You fuckin' shot me, man!

All right, all right.

You'll get a medal.
Don't worry about it.

Get me an ambulance!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

You want to go to jail
or you want to go home?

All right, here's
the scenario, all right?

Let me quarterback this thing.

Mark, Paul,
you kicked the door in.

Jeff's the first one through.

Roger opens fire... bang, bang.

Hits Jeff twice.

Our new guy, Hoyt,

he's in second,

drops Roger with
some fine shotgun work.

Who shot Roger?

New guy... came in spraying.

- Paul?
- Boot shot him.

What did you guys see?

Hoyt blasted him.

Yeah, fuck Hoyt, okay?
Ambulance time.

Done.
Paul, call 'em up.

11-49-9-9-8.
Shots fired.

Officer down.
Repeat, officer down.

5951 Baxter Street.

Congratulations, son.

You're gonna get a medal
of valour for this.

I didn't shoot him.

A roomful of cops said you did.

But I didn't.

You did.

A Los Angeles police department

narcotics officer
was killed today

serving a high-risk
warrant in Echo Park.

Give me the bitch.

L.A.P.D. spokesperson

said the officer

is survived

by his wife and infant child.

Shit gets deeper.

You get the picture?

Yeah, I got the picture.

Hey, hey, hey!

That is the second time
you pointed a gun at me!

There will not be a third.

God damn, boy!

That's what I'm talkin' about, Jake.

My niggah. Are you all watchin' this?
That's it.

It'd be my pleasure to put
a hydra-shock in that melon.

Hey, hey, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

No, but I'm gonna be cool.

Now drop the fuckin' gun now!

You want to shoot me,
Paul, go ahead,

but I'm takin' him with me.

I'm goin', Alonzo.

This motherfucker's a fed, man.

No, he ain't no fed.
He's just a choir boy

with a heart that got
the drop on all you fools.

Listen, everybody just
take a deep breath,

and just diffuse this thing.
You hear me, Jake?

You can't pull
this shit on me, man.

I didn't sign up for this.

Okay, okay.
I know you're angry.

Everybody,
just put your guns down.

Hell, no.

No, no, no, no...

choir boy first.

Hey, listen to me.
Put the guns down!

That's an order.
Put 'em down!

Use your ears
and you hear me, Jake.

Sometime we gotta take
this shit all the way.

It's not like we do this
every day, all right?

It's just the nature
of the business.

Now, no one will
ever ask you again

to pull the trigger if you
don't want to, all right?

Hey, Mark, where are
you transferring to?

S.I.S.

S.I.S.
Detective.

You give me 18 months,

I give you a career.

We make the big seizures, Jake.

We make the big arrests.

But if you're in my unit,

you gotta be in it all the way

or not at all,
you understand me?

I mean, I thought
you were man enough

to handle this shit.
I guess I was wrong.

5 proven, decorated officers

says that you're
the shooter, okay?

The investigators
are gonna want to pull

a tube of your blood
to check for intoxicants.

What are they gonna find, Jake?
Do the math.

You been smokin' P.C.P.
All day, haven't you?

Huh? Remember?

You've been plannin' this all day.

I've been plannin' it
all week, son.

You talk that crazy shit,
I'll make sure your blood

gets to the lab.

You want to walk your little
baby nuts around the block,

you won't make it to the corner,

but if you're cool...
if you're cool...

you're a hero.

You're a virgin shooter
above suspicion.

Alonzo, there's 2 shots left

in that other stinger.

We need to just kill
your boy right now,

and say Roger got him
comin' through the door.

No, we ain't killin' nobody.

This is a good man right here.

He's got the magic eye.
I can feel it.

Just had a little
freak out, that's all.

We all been there.

No, I say he's cool.

And I say nobody's
gonna hurt him.

But you do have
a decision to make, Jake.

'Cause in about 10 seconds,

this place is gonna be
overrun with blue suits.

So why don't you please
go outside,

clear your head...

or shoot me.

Hey, Paul.

You're dead, motherfucker!

You hear me?
You're fuckin' dead!

Yeah.

That's right.
Well, lay off that rice.

All right.

Yeah, just make sure that
bathtub is clean, homey.

All right?

All right. Later.

You all right?

It behooves you
not to dick around

on this one.

Justifiable homicide
in the line of duty, okay?

Now what happened...

What happened was murder

and armed robbery.

Oh, wait. We... We had badges,
so it's different?

Oh, son, open your eyes.
Can't you see? Huh?

That man was your friend,

and you killed him like a fly.

Come on.
My friend, huh?

- Yeah.
- Tell me why.

Because he knows my first name?

Son, this is the game.
I'm playin' his ass.

That's my job.
That's your job.

Roger sold dope to kids.

The world is a better
place without him.

Hey, this man was
the biggest major violator

in Los Angeles.

I watched that cocksucker
operate with impunity

for over 10 years,
and now I got him.

This shit's chess.
It ain't checkers.

What you think we gonna do?

We gonna... we gonna roll up
in a black-and-white, huh?

Slap the cuffs on him.
"You're under arrest."

That's a high roller, dog.

Take the money.

Hey, man, I already told you,
I'm not gonna take that.

I'm not gonna take that.

Okay, don't.
Just burn it, barbecue it,

fish fry it.
I don't give a fuck,

but the boys'll
feel better about it.

Fuck their feelings.

Jake, you're not makin' 'em feel

like you're part of the team.

The team?

You guys are fuckin' insane.

All right.
I'll go back to the valley.

I'll cut parking tickets,
you know?

God.

It... It can't be like this.

It is this way, man.

I'm sorry I exposed you to it,
but it is.

It's ugly, but it's necessary.

I became a cop
to put away drug dealers,

the poisoners, the criminals,
not to be one.

You sound just like me,

and I know what
you're going through.

I know what you're feeling.

You're scared.

I'm not scared.

Yes, you are.
You're terrified.

Everybody goes through
that the first time.

I went through it.

The sooner you can match
what's in your head

with what's goin' on
in the real world,

the better you're gonna feel.

In this business,

you gotta have
a little dirt on you

for anybody to trust you,

and when all this is behind you,

there's gonna be
a whole other world

that opens up for you.

I walk a higher path, son.

I can give you the keys
to all the doors.

What are you talking about?

My guys are pretty good,
but they're not leaders.

They're clowns.
You're a leader.

You want my job?
You got it.

You want to lock up poisoners?

This is the best place to do it.

But you gotta just,
you know, take your time.

You make detective.
You play the game.

You grow wise,
and then you can change things,

but you gotta change 'em
from the inside, son.

Let's go downtown to the station.

You talk to my guy Stan,

and he'll walk you through

what you gotta say
to the D.A. guys, okay?

Okay.

What the hell we doin' now?

An informant of mine's
up in Chino.

I promised I'd take care
of his family for him.

I bring 'em some food,
you know, stuff like that.

Got to help out the family.

Believe it or not,

I do try to do some
good in the community.

It was, like,
right there, right?

Just right there.

What's up, dog?

You know where you're at, fool?

What the fuck you lookin' at?

All right.

What's up, punk?

Hey, we got some
things for the family.

Kitchen's this way.

We're on every day.

Every day?

Okay, tell us a little bit
about that touring thing

with Divas of Dance 2000.
That sounds exciting.

Put the shit on the counter.

Where's the head?

Right through.

I'm gonna go to the head, okay?

I'm gonna be 2 seconds.
We rollin'.

Hey, that's nice, homes.

Let me get the CD player, eh?

You get the blender.
CD player's mine.

Dreamer, get your ass in here!

Count that shit
in the bedroom, huh?

Thanks a lot, eh.
I was doing stuff, you know?

Better learn how to count,
fuckin' math whiz.

Yeah.

You looked at 'em.

No, I didn't. Now what?

You callin' me a fuckin'
cheater, ese, or what?

Deal again, huh, sniper.

Dama.

You play cards, cop?

Nah, not really.

Hey, you want a beer, homes?

Somethin' to drink?
Have a cold one.

No, thanks.
I'm good.

Come on, sit down, eh,

play a card game with us.

Don't be rude, ese.

You're the invited guest.

Why don't you sit down
and play one hand?

There you go.

Don't sweat it, judo.

We ain't playin' for money.

Nah. It's just we
gotta roll in a second.

Alonzo's takin' a shit.
Go ahead. Take a seat.

All right, I'll play one hand.

What do you guys got
going on here, 5 card draw?

Yeah, jokers are wild.

Jokers wild.

Hey, so... why don't you
tell us somethin', homes.

How long you been a pig?

I'm... my bad, my bad.

I meant... I meant...
I meant a police officer.

That's what I meant.

I been a pig for 19 months.

Is that right?

That's right.

And you like it or what?

I should've been a fireman.

I need one more.

What you got, dog?

3 of a kind, 3 Jacks.

Ahh, chingo.
Didn't get shit.

Pujo, baby!

2 pair!

2 pair!

What the fuck are
you doin', sniper?

Porca won.

Smiley, homes, I got 2 pair, eh!

3 of a kind beats 2 pair,

you fuckin' dumb truck.

Serio?

Serios, ese.

Hey, you're fuckin' stupid, ese.

Why don't you
take your medication

or somethin', homes.
Seriously, eh.

I know I'm number one.

See why we don't
play for money, homes?

'Cause of this vato, eh.

Hey, that's nice, eh.
Let me see your cohete there.

What?

Your gun, homes,
underneath your shirt.

Let him see it.

No, that's all right, man.

Come on, man. What is it,
like, a .380 stainless?

9 millimetre Beretta.

Like... Like this one here?

Just like that one.

Is that right?

But see, here's where
the problem comes into play.

I seen this one.
I want to see yours.

Come on, ese. I ain't
gonna shoot nobody.

Qué no.

Come on, homes.

Let me check it out, eh?

Qué no.

Damn!

You learn that
in the academy or what?

Yeah, man.

It's a neat little trick.

This is nice, homes.
Nice right here.

Fuck a vato up with this,
huh, qué no?

Hell, yeah, homes.

You know what you do
is you aim...

Kind of like that.

I just playin' with you, dog.

Yeah, right. I gotta go.

Yo, Alonzo!

Let me see that.

Kick back and party, eh?

Ain't nothin' out there for you.

What are you talkin' about?

Hey, white boy...

You ask me, homes...

but that's just,
of course, if you ask...

I think Alonzo played you
for a fool, ese.

Big time, homes.

Wait, where you going?
Where you going? Huh?

It's your deal.

It's all there.

Sure?

If you don't believe me,
you can count it yourself.

Alonzo pulled off a miracle, eh?

Times are tight.

Scared up a lot of cash.

Who did he Jack, homes?

I don't know.

He jacked Roger.

Blasted the fool, huh?

Alonzo, homes,
I think he's a low-down, dirty,

ruthless vato, eh,
but I like that, homes.

I like that.

No, that's why I
never shake his hand, homes.

He don't respect nada.

You know what the money's for?

Alonzo, he's a hothead.

Last week in Vegas,

some Russian starts talkin' shit

and Alonzo, he just snapped.

Beat his ass to death.

Well, turns out that Russian...

he's a somebody.

Now, Alonzo...

he's into the Russians for a million.

How do you know that?

They gave Alonzo
till tonight to pay up,

but his name's still
on their list, huh?

Nobody thought he could
get cash that big.

Good thing he got his blood money,

'cause there's a crew on standby.

If he don't turn up
downtown with the cash

by midnight, and
not a minute after...

Whew, your vato...

he's dead.

Hey, pig, you ever had
your shit pushed in?

Your shit pushed in?

Simple question.

- Nah?
- No.

I had my shit pushed in.

Yeah, man, I had my shit
pushed in, bro...

big time!

Smiley?

Sure, I'm always gettin'
love from the homeys.

Hit 'em!

Damn, you guys
fucked him up, eh?

Get the girls next door.

Dreamer, get the fuck outta here!

You fucked up.

You're under arrest, bitch...

for being a judo, cop,

and doggin' me in the mouth

in my own pad.

You got the right
to be bitch-slapped,

you little motherfucker!

Drag his ass in the tub.

Motherfucker!

Come on, raid his ass!

Shit!

God!

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Help!

Help! Help! Help!

Shit.

Do it, eh?

Close the door.
It's gonna be loud.

Hey, smiley.
Back up, ese.

Let me get his money first, okay?

Hold off, ese.

Come on. Hurry up.

Hey, smiley.
You gonna trip out, homes.

Is that your little
cousin or what, eh?

Where'd you get this?

Oh, fuck! I found it!

Alonzo give it to you?

I found it!

Where?

I found it in MacArthur Park!

Where?

MacArthur Park.

No, homes.

You fucked up.

Hey, wait up, ese.
I can't even see, homes.

Please!

Shut the fuck up!

If you're religious,

go ahead and get in
your last prayer.

Listen to me, man.
Listen to me.

That girl was being raped,
all right?

I saw these
2 fuckin' drug addicts

attacking her,
and I stopped 'em, man!

What?

I swear to god!
I stopped 'em!

You're lyin' to me.

I'm not lying!

You're lyin' to me!

I swear to god!

She was being raped!
All right,

and I stopped 'em!
Oh, please, man!

I got a little kid.

Shut the fuck up, faggot!

Blast his ass, homes.

I have a little girl!

Do it, eh.

I'm gonna get to the bottom
of your bullshit.

She's my cousin, homes.
She's a civilian.

Ain't right involvin' her.

You just fucked up.

You're lyin' to me,

I'm gonna blow
your fuckin' balls off.

Hello.

Hey, what's up, Letty?
What you doin'?

Hey, smiley.
Just... doin' homework.

You want to talk to Tony?

Oh, no, no.
I want to talk to you.

You go to school today?

Yep... yep.

All day.
You didn't ditch?

No. No. I want to
every class. Why?

I heard different.

Nuh-uh.

Cops talk to you today?

No... no.

All right, Letty,
tell me what happened,

Okay? Don't bullshit me.

All right.

I got jumped by
these 2 crackheads today.

You got jumped, huh?

Well, I think
they wanted to, like,

rape me or somethin'.
I don't know.

I mean, he just slapped me
around and everything,

but nothing happened, okay,
'cause this cop came.

I mean, he came out of nowhere,

and they almost killed him, though,

but he kicked their asses like that.

This cop, what'd he look like?

He was a white boy,

and he looked real young, too.

You sure you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.
Nothin' happened.

- Hey, Letty.
- Yeah.

We're gonna talk more
about this later.

- Okay.
- All right.

What's up? What happened?

Ain't gonna blast him
or what, homes?

Vato was telling the truth.

Life's a trip, qué no?

This is some
trippy-ass shit, homes.

Hey.

Thanks for gettin'
my cousin's back, huh?

Here, put this on your head.

You'll mess up my floor.

You know this shit
was just business, right?

Right?

Right.

What you doin'
on the block, rookie?

You know you don't
belong around here.

What's up?

Must be lost, motherfucker.

You got business here, rookie?

I'm here for Alonzo.

Hey. Is your dad home?

In the bedroom.

He's in the bedroom?
All right, all right.

You want to open up the door?

Okay.

Thanks. You watchin' TV?

Anything good on?

Do you want me to call my mom?

No, I don't.

I'll tell you what I want.

I want you to find
a good hiding spot.

Do you have a favourite one,
a favourite place to hide?

The closet.

Right here in the closet?
That's perfect.

Okay, open up the closet.

All right. Good, good.

Can you sit down in there?

All right. Now stay in here.

Be very quiet.
I'll be right back.

All right?

It's all good, baby.

All right.

You, against the wall.
Move real slow.

Keep your hands
where I can see 'em.

I want you to put
that money in that bag,

take your weapons

and place 'em inside
that pillowcase right there.

Congratulations, son.

You made it.

You passed the test.
You're a narc. You're in.

Please, put the gun down

before you give my girl
a heart attack here.

Put the gun down.

I said take the money
and put it in that bag,

take your weapons

and place them
inside that pillowcase.

You can fuck your appointment

with the Russians.

You're not gonna make it.

Okay.

Okay.
Hand me the pillowcase, baby.

Baby! Hand me the pillowcase.

So you're gonna
hook me and book me, huh?

You're the one that was
smoking the dust, Jake,

you're the one that
ran out like a maniac,

and you're the one
that shot Roger.

Here you go.

And how about
the one on your ankle?

You want the one
in my back pocket, too?

Yeah, I would.

You got one problem,
though, Jake.

You got no witnesses.

Who're your fuckin'
witnesses, huh?

Roger? Smiley?

You think my troops
are gonna help you?

It's not what you know.

It's what you can prove.

Here.

What can you prove, huh?

Nothing.
Where's your evidence, huh?

It's right there.

Oh, shit.

It's on now, Jake.

Don't move.

Where you at, Jake?

Damn.

Come on out, dog!

♪ Oh, where, oh, where ♪

♪ Has my little Jake gone? ♪

♪ Oh, where, oh, where can he be? ♪

I see you.

Oh, shit.

You know, I'm surgical

with this bitch, Jake.

How you want it, dog, huh?

Closed casket?

You remember that fool
in the wheelchair?

How you think he got there?

Mommy.

Alonzito!

You see what I see, Jake?

Officer Hoyt.

Job number one...
preserve life.

There's my son.

Don't hurt him.

We walkin' outta here
together, mijo.

No.

No, mijo, es el cucuy.

No! Alonzito!

Alonzito!

You all right?

I want my mommy.

I know. I know.
I know.

Just sit tight, all right?

It's gonna be all right.

Ohh, god!

All right, let me see your hands.
Where is he?

The window.

Come on, come on, come on!
Get your kid and stay down.

Alonzito!

Jesus.

Hey, man, dude's over
here trippin', in blood?

It's no fun when the rabbit
has the gun, is it?

My niggah.

Hey...

first damu puts one
in his head...

I make you a rich man.

Come on, now...
who want to get paid?

Who want to get paid?!

They're not like you.

You know what I learned today?

I'm not like you.

That's good, Jake.

I'm glad to hear that.

Good.

What now?

Huh?

What you gonna do?
You gonna shoot me?

You gonna bust your cherry
killin' a cop?

There it is, Jake.

Hit me.

You ain't never killed
nobody before, have you?

It ain't like
steppin' on ants, Jake.

Takes a man to kill.

You man enough to kill, Jake?

Hit me right there.

Kill me, Jake.
Kill me.

Hit me. Hit me.

You can't do it.

Somebody drop this fool for me.

You got us twisted, homey.

You gotta put your own work
in around here.

A'ight.

It's like that, bone?

It's like that.

Player to player...

pimp to pimp.

I don't believe
you shoot me, niggah.

Don't do it.

Don't do it.

Nah, I don't believe you
got it in you, Jake.

Ah, shit.

I'm gonna get that gun

and then I'm gonna
get that money.

And you ain't gonna do
a damn thing

'cause you ain't gonna
shoot no cop in the back,

are you?

- Don't do it.
- You know what

they give you for that?

The gas chamber.

You know what the gas
chamber smells like?

Pine oil.

That's where you headed, boy,

to pine oil heaven.

I'm gonna get that gun,

and then I'm gonna
get that money.

I don't believe you
got it in you, Jake.

I'm gonna go get it right now.

Shit!

You motherfucker!

The next one will kill you.

Son of a bitch!

You shot me in the ass!

Okay. Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait. Okay. Okay.

Okay. All right, listen.

Come on, Jake, I need the money.

Gimme the money, Jake.

Gimme the money, please, Jake.
Gimme that money!

It's not gonna happen.

Oh, you... you gonna Jack me now?

You gonna take my own
money from me? Huh?

I told you, that's my evidence.

You want to go to jail
or you want to go home?

I want to go home, Jake.

Come on. Give me the money
and let me go home.

Yeah. You want to go home?

Yeah, let me go home, Jake.

Come on, gimme the money
and let me go home.

Gimme the money
and let me go home.

Come on, Jake.

That's right, come on, Jake.

You don't deserve this.

Okay.

Okay, you motherfucker.

Jake.

Go ahead and bounce, homey.

Get up outta here.

We got your back.

What?

It's like that.

Oh, no, you didn't.

Wait a minute.
No, you di...

Hey! Hey, Jake!

Hey!

Jake!

Jake!

Jake!
Come back here!

Jake!

You disloyal,

fool-ass, bitch-made punk.

Jake!

I need my money!

Jake!

Oh, you motherfuckers.

Okay.

All right.

I'm puttin' cases
on all you bitches.

Huh? You think you
can do this shit?

Jake!

You think you
can do this to me?

You motherfuckers'll
be playin' basketball

in pelican bay when
I get finished with you!

Shoe programme, niggah!

23-hour lockdown!

I'm the man up in this place!

You'll never see
the light of day!

Who the fuck do you think
you fuckin' with?!

I'm the police!
I run shit here!

You just live here!

Yeah, that's right!
You better walk away!

Go on, walk away,
'cause I'm gonna burn

this motherfucker down!

King Kong ain't got shit on me!

That's a'ight.

That's a'ight.

Shit. I don't fuck...

I'm winnin' anyway.

I'm winnin'.

I'm winnin'
any motherfuckin' way.

I can't lose.

Shit. You can shoot me...

but you can't kill me.

Shit.

Oh, what a day.

What a motherfuckin' day.

A Los Angeles police department

narcotics officer was killed today

serving a high-risk warrant
near L.A.X.

An L.A.P.D. spokesperson
said officer Alonzo Harris

was survived by his wife
and 4 sons.

The highly decorated officer,

a 13-year L.A.P.D. veteran...