All language subtitles for The.Shield.S05E11.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Previously on the shield:

The bosses are shipping
grenades into L.A.

Emolia: Guardo's in charge.
Get them up!

Get the hell down!

Grenade!

Ah!

Guardo's gone.

Vic, what the hell?

Kavanaugh,
what did you tell him?

Emolia: That I saw your
guy take the heroin. That's it.

Six months
you could have warned me!

Maybe all of us
are going to jail.

[Gasps] Without you,

iad's case goes away.

[Door opens]

Oh, Jesus. It's you.

Trying to get mackey
running to me?

And I so want there to be
trust between you two.

What, the enemy of my enemy
is my friend?

Kavanaugh: They're gonna
need a friend in a high place.

If kavanaugh's successful,
I will scorch the earth

covering this whole department.
Starting with you.

Did you ever hear of
an Armenian money train?

The money-laundering operation
of the Armenian mob.

I think the strike team
ripped them off.

I heard you had a rough week
so I told Jon I'd stop by.

Your ex-wife's pussy
tastes like sweet butter.

You're under arrest
for possession of heroin

with intent to distribute.

Lem: If I plead guilty
to the heroin, Vic,

this all seals off.

He's got nothing on you guys.

I got niners
in every pen in the state.

So wherever he touches down,
it will happen.

You sent Lem to lompoc.
It's you that's the murderer.

You don't have the stomach
to serve Lem up to Antwon.

I didn't used to.

Taking him to the courthouse.
Nine tomorrow morning.

I gotta tell you something.
What?

Vic: You're not going to prison.
We made a deal with Antwon

to get you safe passage inside.

It went bad.
Antwon's blaming me.

What the hell
am I supposed to do?

We're gonna hide you.
Put Lem on the run?

I can't run. Lem, right now

this is about keeping you alive.

Lem: No.
Vic: It's only temporary.

I promise you, man.

I promise you
we're gonna make this work.

He screwed my ex-wife
for the sole purpose of making

this investigation seem like
a personal vendetta.

You have 48 hours
to tie up the loose ends.

[Knocking on door]

Can I talk to you a second?

Corrine: Why are you here?

Kavanaugh: First of all,

I need you to know
I always liked you.

From the first moment
that we met at the school.

I hated that I wasn't able
to tell you the truth

about who I was.

I mean, maybe...
Maybe if I had, you'd have, uh,

a whole different picture of me.

You... you liked me, right?

Before you found out
I was a, you know...

You thought I was a...
Like, a decent guy?

[Whispers] Yes.

Kavanaugh [laughs]:
Different circumstances.

Different time.

Our relationship could have
taken a different turn.

I'm just really,
really tired, you know?

I ha... I ha... I haven't been
able to eat lately.

Corrine: I'm gonna
go put on a robe.

[Kavanaugh sighs]

Mackey: What... why
aren't you guys inside?

Lem's not here yet.

Where is he? He's already late.
He'll be here.

How are you this morning?

I'm okay.

He didn't leave a message.

If I was going to jail
for 18 months,

I wouldn't be in a rush either.

Give him some time.

I've made you coffee
and I've been patient.

You need to go.

[Wh ispers] Okay.

Okay, stop. Stop.

Stop! Don't touch me. All right.

You're right.
That's good. That's good.

Why are you still here?

[Sighs]

Because there's nowhere else.

Don't you see how lonely
he's made both of us?

I'm not lonely.

I'm moving on with my life.
You need to do the same.

No, not until there's justice.

You... you need to let this go.

You need to let it go.
No, I don't.

Nobody ever
fights back against him.

Nobody ever takes his punch

and just smacks him one
right back.

Okay, you need to leave.

If I take this fight to him...
[Sighs]

And I win... [gasps]

I need to know

that you're gonna be okay.

'Cause I don't want you
to hurt anymore.

What are you talking about?

Would you be all right

without him?

No. Cassidy: Mom?

What's going on?

Your mom,
she's a very good person.

She's a

very good person.

[Lawn mower rumbling]

[Loud bang]

[Sighs]

Kavanaugh was here all morning?

Yeah.

He said he wanted to ask me, um,

a few questions to
wrap up his case, but...

Did he try to touch you?

Why would you ask that?

[Sighs]

Uh, w-what did he say?

Well, he was desperate
and kind of lonely.

And I felt bad for him.

And then out of
nowhere he says...

He said he was coming after you
and he wanted to make sure

me and the kids
would be okay if...

If something happened to me?

This is about Lem.

He didn't show up at court
to turn himself in.

Where is he?

Nobody knows. He's a fugitive.

Kavanaugh probably figures
I had to do with it.

No, I didn't.

He's just pissed because
his case against Lem tanked.

He's making it personal.

He wants to hurt me through you.

Please, don't let him in
this house again.

All right?

All right.

Be careful.

Always.

Where's lemansky?

I don't know.

[Laughs] You screwed him
once again, putting him on the run.

Shane: Didn't they kick
your ass out of the barn?

You aid and abet him,

you communicate with him

in any way without reporting it,

you'll be put in prison
alongside him.

We had nothing to do with this.

My office will have eyes
on all of you

every second of every day

until lemansky's caught.

[Laughs]

[Whispers] Thank you for
bringing me back into your life.

[M1

[Grunts] All right,

where are we with those errands?

Spoke to our federale buddy
who took doomsday off our hands.

He's gonna meet Lem in t.J.,

get him to a safe house
in Ensenada.

Wall-to-wall wetbacks,
surfer boy will be obvious.

He'll be on the move.
Taco-cop's got a brother.

Owns a goat ranch
in the mountains

north of San Ignacio.

It's a really good place
to get lost.

How much?

It's two grand

and a call on our services
to be determined later.

I can't wait.
What about living expenses?

Got a line on wire transfers
to Guatemala.

Vic: How secure?
Enough to keep it off

immigration's radar.
Used to pay coyotes, mostly.

He's gonna need cash.
It's gonna be his only leverage.

Let me work on that.

Now all we need is a way
to get him across the border.

Shane: How are we
gonna pull that off, man?

Kavanaugh and his cronies
are watching us 24/7.

We're gonna pull it off
the way we always do:

Right under their noses
with a goddamn smile.

[Man talking indistinctly
over police radio]

[Sirens wailing]

Claudette,

we were working something else.
Wyms: Not anymore.

You've got history
with these grenade tossers.

Any victims?

Just a half-dozen crown vics.

You've tangled with some
well-armed Salvadorans

before, right?

The guy who imports the grenades
is named guardo.

We hit him hard and his
weapon stash, but he got away.

Looks like he didn't go far.

Agent Gallagher, DEA.
Captain wyms,

Farmington division.

This is our lot.

We've been running an op
on the El Salvadorans

out of the travel agency.

Someone wants to move up
to first class.

Detective mackey and his team

busted some of that gang
a week ago.

Swept up a bunch
of grenades, mp5's,

few top-level lieutenants.

And let their playmaker, guardo,

slip out from under your nose.

We're here to assist.
Gallagher: Great.

Start directing traffic.

Wyms: A grenade
goes off on my turf,

you get help whether
you like it or not.

Don't step on our toes,
we'll stay off yours.

What an asshole.

Well, rawling did burn them.

But now's our chance
to make it up.

Track down whatever you can.
Run everything by me.

And Vic, that renegade shit's
not gonna fly on my watch.

But you already knew that.

Looks like the new sheriff
just limped into town.

Yeah, well she's smart.
Keeps tabs on us from her end.

DEA keeps an eye on us
from the other.

I don't give a shit
about either.

Well, we'll follow up on this.

But finding Lem
safe passage to Mexico

is still priority one.

[Child crying]

[Loud rock music
playing outside]

[Dog barking]

[Crying gets louder]

Hey, hello? Hey, open the door.

Open the door now.

[Crying in room]

Hey, it's okay. It's okay.
Where's your mommy?

Where's your mommy?

Girl: She's gone. She's gone.

Hey, buddy, what's your name?

What's your...? What's his name?
Wendell.

Wendell, do you want me
to wash that out for you?

Shh.

It's okay. It's gonna be
all right, brother.

It's all right.

It's gonna be okay.
It's just a little cut.

There we go. It's all right.

What the hell is going on
in here, guys?

Look, it's okay. It's all right.

Lisa.

It's okay, I'm a cop.
It's okay...

Man: Lisa, a gun.
Call the police!

Come here. Come here.
Man: Are you calling?

Hold this tight. Hold it till...
Till someone gets here.

Okay, buddy.

Okay, come on.

Man: That's the guy.

Man: I told you something
wasn't right with him.

Woman: He had a gun?

[Pool balls clanking]

Man: Oh, jeez. Vic.

Hey!

[People yelling indistinctly]

Vic: Get out, right now.

Hey, let me see your hands.

W-What do you want?

Some of your Salvadoran amigos

went all superdome
on a DEA parking lot.

Turned some crown vics into
some scrap metal.

[Grunts]

[G ru nts] Start talking before

he goes superdome on your head.

The DEA's been up our ass.

Busted our number two, osorio.

Bosses sent a message
to the feds.

[Cellphone beeps]

Yeah.

That's the third Mexican
that gave up

that it's payback
for busting osorio.

Which means it can't
possibly be true.

Soldiers have been fed
their cover story,

but what's the truth?

Hey, I think kavanaugh
found Lem's trailer.

What? Sheriff's department

got called to the trailer park
on a disturbance.

Cliff says kavanaugh's
on his way there now.

Your pal say anything about Lem?

Radio blackout
but something's popping.

If kavanaugh's poking around,
man, what else could it be?

Look, we'd have heard if
they arrested him.

Maybe, maybe not.
Who knows with kavanaugh?

Maybe they found him
and he was...

There's no way
he'd eat his gun. No way.

Well, we told him
not to contact us at any cost.

We're in no-man's land.
Best case scenario:

He's on the run
with kavanaugh on his ass.

Look, man. Lem knows the score.

He's gonna meet us
and get supplies.

Which means we gotta
pull our shit together

and get his ticket
out of here by then.

Truth is, this could be goodbye.

Come on.

Well, he went running that way.

Man: This is it.

[Chuckles]

That the man you saw?

Yeah, that... that's him.

So, what happened?

Man: I heard something,

came outside,
saw him in the trailer,

saw the kid bleeding.

Did he say anything to you?

[Man chuckles]

Uh, he said he was a cop.

The whole thing
seemed pretty weird

so I had my lady
call the real cops.

What then?

Oh, he was off and running.

You know, funny thing was,

big guy like that
with a gun and all,

he still looked awful scared.

Yeah, it's funny.

Vic: What's this?

Your former c! Says
she's got information

on the demolished DEA cars.

Vic: Well, give her to the feds.
I tried.

She'll only talk to you.

Kavanaugh cut me loose, Vic.

I'm... I'm not working
for him no more.

Now that you've
stabbed one of my guys

with an indictment?

You need another
pd tit to suck on?

It's... it's...
It's real good intel.

It's not my dime. Your call.

Give us a minute.

I know she's the one kavanaugh
had testify against Lem.

It's all bullshit.

She as inside as she says?

[Sighs]
Wyms: See what the story is.

Make sure she sticks around
the barn where I can see her.

Blowing up those DEA cars
wasn't retaliation.

Nothing we don't know.

Emolia: Guardo's
play for protection paid.

Colombians have a huge shipment
coming up from Mexico.

Hired him and his crew
to guard it.

Feds feel like
they were making a dent

in the Salvadoran drug game.

Meanwhile,
something else is going on

underneath their noses.

Yeah, guardo's a crazy shithead.

Any excuse to blow something up.
When and where?

Emolia: Tonight.

Going through a
grocery-import guy.

Aldo melchor. The importer, huh?

He Salvadoran?

Mexican.

Need a place and a time.

That's...

That's all I got.

That's real good
information, though.

Yeah, if it's true
and not just another chance

for you to help kavanaugh
to nail us again.

No, I never wanted
to help kavanaugh. I...

Right. Now, who's the source
of your intel?

Y-You never needed
to know that before.

Vic: I trusted you before.

Fine.

Wanna get paid up front, then.
[Laughs]

I need money to get out of la.
Take sebastio,

head up to Seattle,
be with my sister.

Shane: I'm so happy
you got a little plan.

What about Lem?

He gonna head up to Seattle,
live with your sister too?

Oh, that's right, he can't
because he's gonna be in prison.

I'm sorry. Vic took care of you!

He fed you and your kid
for months.

And you were sticking us
the whole goddamn time.

No. You see this?

I slept with this scumbag,
Ignacio,

to get this info for you, okay?

But then two of
his buddies joined in.

Ripped me up pretty bad.

If you

made different choices

from the beginning,

none of us would
be ripped up right now.

[Rap music playing
over speakers]

Becca?

Come on, make it look like
we're on a date.

I can't do anything
to help you escape the police.

All right, make it look
like a lovers' quarrel, then.

Look, the only advice I can
give you legally

is to turn yourself in now.

That's exactly what I wanna do.

Then we're in
the wrong side of town.

Look, I need assurances.

You're not exactly in
a position to...

Look, I need to do my time
some place where the one-niners

and Antwon Mitchell
can't get to me.

All right?
Federal prison, back east.

The feds aren't calling this.

And going fugitive
means the original deal is gone.

Well, then I'll plead to
new federal charges. I'll...

I'll tell them
all the shit that I did.

You can't serve them
your head on a platter.

Kavanaugh's not gonna stop
till he's carving me up.

Look,

tell them that I ripped off

an Armenian
money-laundering operation.

Stole cash that was
part of a federal sting.

I'll plead to that.

You did this by yourself?

Yeah.

Listen to me.

They're going to insist on
Vic and the others.

I got nothing to say about them.

Then why are you running?

I'm not running.
I'm giving myself up.

All right? I'm ending it.

You want a new deal,
they'll want new information.

I'm giving them
new information on myself.

You are not hearing me.

There will be no deal until
you give them more than you.

Curtis, please. Listen to me.

You have got to think
about yourself.

This one time.

It's your only option.

Now, Vic told me
that you guys sometimes

would spread some drug money
to keep peace on the streets.

I can spin that... listen, to me.

This Armenian thing was
armed robbery.

People got killed.
And they weren't the only ones.

You think it was just...
Just palming off some drug money

to keep the streets quiet?

I can't tell the truth
about the others

because they'll throw us away
for the rest of our lives.

Open your goddamn eyes
to who we are.

People got killed?
Look, this is all

attorney-client privilege.

Detective Terry crowley...
You've heard enough.

Just get me my deal.
Do my time back east.

Then I'll turn myself in.

I'll call you in a few hours.

[Machine clanking]

[Machine buzzes] Ow! Goddamnit!

Billings: You're gonna
put me at your old desk?

What are you doing, Dutch?
Piece of shit just

scalded my hand.
Could've been user error.

Uh, if you can
push through the pain,

we've got a woman
assaulted on Vermont.

Let's roll.

Get a statement from her.
What, um...

You're not
pairing me up with him.

You're the only two
singles on the floor.

Consider it permanent.
Cross street's seventh.

Hey, it's no greatjoy
for me either.

I'm gonna put some ice on this.

Six months I kept this place
running smooth as silk,

and for what?

No commendation,
no letter for my package.

Not even a,
"hey Steve, way to go."

It's humiliating.

Welcome back. [Laughs]

See? No respect.

Wyms is even moving my desk
where everybody can

get a good gander at Caesar
lying in a puddle of blood.

So i-in this story,
you're Caesar?

Did I get stabbed
in the back or not?

Um, I'm driving.

I get nauseous
in the passenger seat.

Why don't you apply
for a transfer?

Show them they can't
kick you around.

Nah, I got this commute
all figured out.

Besides, it's only
56 months till I retire

and then I get out of
this shit hole for good.

[Mellow music
playing over speakers]

[Door beeps]

Upstairs.

Aldo melchor.

Hey, let me see your hands!

Easy, easy.

Shane: It's a knife.
To cut my chorizo.

It's okay if I have my lunch?

As long as it's finger food.

What can I do for you, officers?

Vic: Well, rumor has it

you import more than
just chorizo from down south.

Everything in this store
is legal.

Really?

Then you won't mind
if we stick around,

monitor your import-export.

I close at seven.
Vic: Not tonight.

You're gonna stay open until
that shipment of coke arrives.

We're just gonna hang out,

provide a little
after-hours security.

Salvadorans realize you
snitched on them,

they're gonna grind you
into chorizo.

Sell you by the quarter-pound
like the rest of the sausage.

Is there something
I can do for you?

Vic: Tell us what time
the shipment comes.

We'll keep you out of it.

Bust the Salvadorans
after they leave,

keep your pipeline
up and running.

What else?

Obviously you can import.

Your exporting skills
better be just as good.

I've stayed in business 15 years.

We got a little package
we wanna overnight to Mexico.

How big is it?

About 6'2”.

Just heard.

He's a good looking kid.

His name's Lee, after my dad.

Congratulations.

Yeah, thanks.

You good? You...
You need anything?

My mom's coming in tomorrow,
my two brothers this weekend.

I got more help than
I know what to do with.

Cash from the baby pool.

[Chuckles]

It was pretty shrewd

not revealing the baby's daddy.

Wanna hold him?

Sure.

[Baby squealing]

Vic: Shh.

[Wh ispers] Okay.

[Sighs] We didn't find a winner.

Uh...

[Laughs]

Everyone thought
you could use it

more than anyone else, so...

It's almost three grand.

My evil plan worked.

Tell everyone I said thank you.

When he's old enough
and he asks,

I'll tell him.

But for now, I just...

When he's old enough.

[Baby squ eals]

Vic: Hey, yo.

Wanna tell me what
Becca's doing up there?

Shane: Talking to
kavanaugh and aceveda.

You think of any scenario
where that's a good thing?

Curtis lemansky's prepared
to turn himself in.

If you talked to him,

you have an obligation
to tell us where he is.

I know my obligations.
I don't know where he is.

Curtis knows where the barn is
if he wants to turn himself in.

He couldn't hand
himself over to you

for reasons that
involve his safety.

Any cop who's incarcerated
faces those risks.

He knew that.

He made his choice
when he broke the law.

This was a calculated move
by lieutenant kavanaugh

to put Curtis' life in jeopardy

to compel him to testify
against his team.

Aceveda: You
have any proof of that?

Look,

the department wants to
mitigate the damage.

And when lemansky
didn't show up for processing,

the chief handed authority
to my committee.

All we're asking for
is protection.

At least until I have a chance
to investigate his claims

against lieutenant kavanaugh.
And after that?

He'll accept the previous deal

as long as we can reasonably
guarantee his safety.

He can't have the same deal.
He ran away from that deal.

If the council signs off,
they're gonna want more.

My client is willing
to plead to new charges.

But he wants his choice
of federal prisons.

What's he say about his friends?

Becca: Nothing.
Kavanaugh: Not good enough.

I have to run this up
a few ladders.

So, uh, give me
till the end of the day.

Look, I'll... I'll...
I'll find him first.

Then we can dictate the terms.
[Sighs]

Kavanaugh:
I need bodies, though.

I want two surveillance teams
on mackey and his guys

in case they try
to help lemansky escape.

You burned your Bridges
with the chief.

I need my people on the street.

Becca?

Becca, what happened with Lem?
Is he all right?

Privileged information.

Tell me he's okay.

Well, at least
tell me what's wrong.

Wait.

[Whispers] Don't touch me.

Haven't you done
enough damage yet?

Becca, come on. Come on.

Let's go somewhere and talk.

Talk about armed robbery

of an Armenian
money-laundering operation?

Talk about murdering
Terry crowley?

I told you... yes, you did.

And now I know the truth.

I let you touch me.
It makes me sick.

Becca... [gasps]

I don't know
what Lem told you...

No more explanations.
It's all bullshit.

You've lied so much

you forgot what the truth is.

Was I lying to you last night?

I don't ever wanna think
about last night.

You know, I was worried about

what I'd do if I had to choose

between being Curtis' lawyer
or your friend.

Not anymore.

[Car motor revs]

[Tires squeal]

Did you see the guy
who attacked you?

No, he...

He just came up from behind me

and started hitting me
and I was...

I was trying to cover my face...

This area can get pretty rough,
even in daylight.

What were you doing here,

besides, uh,
prettying up the place?

[Laughs]

Thanks.
Um, I'm a volunteer tutor

at the community center
on the corner.

And I'm just trying to
help some kids, you know?

We're gonna have you come in,
look at some pictures.

[Sighs]

But why?

I told you I didn't
see him, so...

Maybe you saw more
than you think.

Is that really necessary?

Excuse us for a minute.

Send her home.

If she remembers anything,
she can call us.

Why don't you
figure out another way

to get her phone number?

'Cause I'm bringing her in.

I was acting captain, remember?

I'm making the call.

[Laughs]

Hey, uh, I talked to
the owner of the store

across from where Tori
was attacked.

He see anything?

She saw them arguing.
She went in the back.

When she came out the guy had
Tori on the ground, hitting her.

You get a description?
I got an ID.

The guy's a curb jockey.

Sits in a green cab most days,

waiting for fares
by the intersection.

Miss pretty never said
anything about arguing.

Dutch: I know she didn't.

Billings: We should
take another run at Tori.

Maybe she'll ask you
to give her a hug.

Let's wait,
bring the suspect in first.

D... uh, yes. Uh, yes,

I'd like to talk to the owner
of the vending machines

at the Farmington
police station.

Hey, it's Curtis.
Becca [on phone]: Hi.

Look, uh, I'm kinda in a hurry.
What's going on?

We're in a holding pattern.
They said they'd take

your offer under advisement,
but gave no indication

when or what
the answer might be.

Jesus Christ.

[Car motor revs]

Okay, look, uh, I need you
to get a message to Vic.

That would be breaking the law.

Shit.

All right, forget it. Forget it.

It's gonna be worse
if they catch you.

Now that I've told them
what you want,

they know there's more
shit to uncover.

Kavanaugh will show no mercy.

I know.

[Car motor revs]

There is one
other option though.

What?

Witness protection.

And you tell them everything.

Witness protection.

The entire truth.

Imagine, you'd be free
of the lies, the running.

People pay a price
for what they did.

I can't. I can't.

Curtis... [sighs]

The one with a heart... but...

Now use your head.

This isn't
about my goddamn heart.

Just trying to help you
here, Curtis. I...

No, you're trying
to get me to turn

on my family.

Please, just get me my deal.

He held out as long as he could.
He's still holding.

Well, he didn't wanna run.
He'd run before he would rat.

How did they know
about the money train?

Educated guess. There's always
been plenty of suspicion,

just never any proof.

Unless Lem gave it to them.

Well, we know Lem.
Look, uh... uh,

if he had a change of heart,
he would've tipped us.

Or he wouldn't if his deal
meant us going down.

Look, I'm not saying
that it happened.

I'm just saying, are we
willing to bet our freedom...

I'm not gonna believe it
till I see it with my own eyes.

Lem's not contacting us
to protect us.

We're gonna meet him
tonight at midnight

and he's gonna travel tonight.

That's it.

Okay.

On whose nickel?

Man, this spic cop doesn't
take American express.

I know.
It's already taken care of.

Look, I told Mara
that Lem was in trouble.

She felt very strongly
that we needed to help him.

So we... we pulled a little cash
out of the house.

I mean, it's not a lot, but...

Hey, five grand ought to
keep him in burritos and beer

long enough, man.

All right. Go get this cashed.

Keep half of it for tonight,
put the rest on the wire.

Lem must have said something
to Becca about Terry too.

All that gives kavanaugh
is a little more suspicion.

Doesn't mean we're
gonna catch a case.

Let alone a needle.

Lem starts talking,

it puts teeth in
an otherwise empty rumor.

These people,
every time they look at us

they're gonna see
two cop killers.

And that's on me.

Terry was a decision
that we both made.

I forced it on you.

Now you're in
kavanaugh's cross hairs.

That's on me.

Lem's gonna have to hide
for the rest of his life.

That's on me too. I know that.

And skewering yourself
is helping Lem how?

How's that gonna help any of us?

Now, you made a call.

And that call was
to protect the team.

That couldn't have gone down
any other way.

It's done. It's done.

Now, is he still on our side
against kavanaugh?

[Sighs] I'm gonna find out.

You. What the hell was
that powwow upstairs about?

Call me later.

I'm running out of "later."

Now, are you and me

still allies against kavanaugh?

Or do I pull out my flamethrower

and start that
scorched-earth plan

that I talked to you about?

Becca's being a good lawyer.

Lem wants to turn himself in

if he can get
his original deal back.

But kavanaugh won't sign off.

He's gonna file new charges
for him running.

I thought kavanaugh
was out of the picture.

He was until Lem didn't show.

And now the chief's believing
that kavanaugh was right.

He's giving him back
all his power.

What about Lem?
You let him twist in the wind?

Claudette's gonna call the da.

But she's waiting to give
kavanaugh a chance to find Lem.

And that's all I know.

You gotta throw a wrench
in the works.

You know, you wanted
an inside guy for intel.

And you got one.

You need help
aiding and abetting a fugitive?

Find someone else.

Billings: What
happened to your face?

Nothing. What happened to yours?

[Scoffs] Dutch: Where were you

at 8 am. This morning?
Driving, working.

On what, your right cross?

Witness says you
attacked Tori Burke.

Also says you two
had an argument first.

What was that about?

So you just, uh,
think you can go around

beating women on the street?

Billings: How do you know her?

Did she take your cab?

You stalking her or something?

Okay, your thing is just,
uh, knocking the shit

out of random, total strangers.

Works for me, gilbos.

So I...

Ah, so I picked up a hooker.

I'm not the only guy who's had
to bust out of a slump.

Doesn't mean I deserve
to get rolled and robbed.

Say again?

She set me up.

Soon as I got my clothes off
and my dick hard,

these two black guys ran in,
started smashing me up.

Took everything.

Dutch: The woman you attacked

is a volunteer tutor
for at-risk kids.

She was on her way to a session
when you jumped her.

That whore flagged my cab.

Okay? Offered me anything
in the book for a c-note.

Picked the motel, then had
her buddies steal my wallet

and a chain my mother gave me.

So I gave her a little payback.

Arrest her ass, not mine.

Tori: So did you find him?

[Sighs] We did.

Good.

So I guess that means
that I can go now.

And, uh, you'll just
let me know if you

need me in court or anything?

Billings: We talked
to people at the center.

You volunteer there
three days a week?

Yeah, I read to
disadvantaged kids.

Are you a prostitute, Tori?

[Scoffs]

Maybe in your fantasy
I'm a prostitute.

Uh...

Tori: You know what?

Um, if I'm gonna be insulted
on top of assaulted,

I think...
I think I'd like to leave.

Okay. Um, we need to ask you
a few more questions.

You're a suspect

in a separate
assault and robbery.

I'd like to see
my legal counsel.

All right, they're moving
the blow into the Van.

Still no sign of guardo?

They'll lead us to him.

[Loud rock music
playing outside car]

That's the second time that
car's passed by here tonight.

What, the mexi chicks
in the El camino?

They don't look
like kavanaugh's boys.

I think we're all right.

Ronnie: Gracias.

Hey, wire transfer went through.

Meet and greet in t.J.'S
confirmed.

Now we just need
to get Lem on board.

[Sighs] Okay, good. Almost home.

They're on the move.

Hey, come on.

Pairing me up with billings?

You know a guy like this
is gonna throw me off my game.

You'll adjust.

I-i-I'm filing for a transfer.

Dutch. No, I'm serious.

It's... things haven't
been the same between us

even before you got captain.

There is no reason
why we can't work this out

in a new way.

Yes, there is.

The only reason
I was hanging around here

was because we were partners
and that's gone.

I'd just like to move on.

Okay, I'll prepare
the paperwork.

Billings: Okay, check this out.

Tori has an mba. From ucla.
Worked as an account manager

at a brokerage firm
until she was fired

six months ago. What for?

Well, her work
started to get sloppy

and she stopped
showing up half the time.

No arrests?
Yeah, if she's a hooker

she had me fooled.
And I can usually smell them.

Excuse me, captain.
This guy is here for Tori Burke.

I'm her legal counsel.

What are your credentials,
Mr. Wallis, esquire?

What I have is a client.

And I need to see her
immediately.

Now, do I get to see her now,

or do I file for a dismissal?

She's in two. Show him up.

Officer: Yes, ma'am.

I'll check him out.

I'm getting
a whiff of something now.

Gallagher's DEA bozos are
tied up on a sting in Compton.

They're a little short
on cars. Maybe in a few hours.

We can't wait that long.
We gotta meet Lem.

What about backups
from the barn?

There's a manhunt on curson.
Byz lats shot a grocery clerk.

And there's no units to spare.

[Sighs]

We gotta go in.

There are six of them at least.

We don't know
how many more inside.

And Lem's gonna be
waiting on us.

Who's coming? [Sighs] [Sighs]

[Dog barking]

[Rap music playing
over speakers in house]

[Door crashes open]

[All yelling indistinctly]
Get down!

On the ground! [Grunts]

Don't move!
Get down on your knees!

Hands on your head! [Grunts]

Get out! Get out! I got rabbits!

Vic: Let them run.

Get up!

Let's go.

Hands on your head.
Hands on your head!

Vic: You all right?
Ronnie: Yeah.

Let's go. On the ground.
On the ground right now!

Vic: Search it.

Jesus Christ.

How many grenades
do these guys got?

Claudette's
so hot for these guys,

she can book them herself.

We've gotta go get Lem.

Yes. Yes, I still wanna hold.

Tyrez Wallis is no more a lawyer

than I am a figure skater.

Really? So Dutch's
girlfriend's got a pimp?

You know, they've,
uh, been up there awhile.

Dutch, let's go.

N-No. No, I...

I-I want the name of the owner
of these machines right now

or you will be sitting
in a holding cell

for as long as it
takes me to track it down.

Dutch, let's go. Hang it up.

You own those machines?

I was just filling a need.

Isn't it illegal
for department employees

to profit from things
like vending machines?

Especially when you use
your position as acting captain

to create a de facto monopoly?

I think it's more
of a gray area than that.

I don't think so.

I think it's more
black and white.

All right, so what now?

You're gonna
snitch me out to wyms?

Like I haven't been
shit hammered enough

around here?

Is that what this is gonna be?

[Laughs]

I don't know
what I'm gonna do yet.

[Moaning and gasping]

Wyms: Attorney-client privilege?

It's illegal to practice law
in the state of California

without a license, counselor.

Wallis: What do you think?

Did I need any more practice?

[Giggles]

Bomb squad's on a crank call
at some abortion clinic.

They'll pick up
the grenades later.

I told you to call in
every move.

You were outnumbered
three to one.

They were getting ready to bolt.

Split up in two vans.
We had no choice.

Sorry we missed all the action.

Good work.

Just wish we were able
to nail guardo.

He's been staying off
the front lines these days.

Probably feeling the heat
from you guys.

Two busts in as many weeks?

He's feeling your heat.

And I've seen what they do
when they get pissed.

Better watch your crown vics.

[Laughs]

You should be warning him.

Not me.

Thanks.

Glad you caught the guys.

Actually, we didn't nail guardo.

I'll... I'll see if
I can find something out.

You find another tip,
find another buyer.

Please don't be this way.

I'm sorry I made that deal,
helped kavanaugh.

You should go.

I did it for sebastio.
You'd do the same thing

for your kids too.
Hey, take your rat money,

your retarded rat-baby kid,
and get on the first bus...

H-Hey! Don't you say that

about my boy!

What, you gonna let him talk
about sebastio that way?

[Emolia gasping]

[Both grunt]

I showed you mercy once

and it ruined my friend's life.

Not gonna happen again.

Get out.

The police committee is
willing to consider a deal.

But like I thought,
they insist on adding more time.

How much?
Aceveda: Maximum of 10 years,

with parole in four if he
turns himself in immediately.

What about the safety issue?

He'll be held
in protective custody

until it's all sorted out.

But there's no
guarantee of location

unless you can prove
your claims.

[Sighs] What about the others?

No condition about him
giving us something on them?

Aceveda: We wanna
put this behind us.

Now, if he's caught
before he comes in,

all bets are off.

Excuse me.

[Door closes]

Man, what's going on, man?

W-w-w-what was that?
It wasn't my choice.

It's what the
police committee wanted.

If we don't find lemansky

before he comes in or
he gets out of the country,

we're gonna lose our last chance

at nailing Vic
before this case seals off.

What do you want me to do, Jon?

He trusts you, though, right?
When it comes to me?

Maybe.

I want you to scare him.

I want you to make Vic
lead us to him.

How?

[Sighs]

We both failed

at, uh, trying to nail mackey
on old business.

They don't crack.

They don't turn on each other.

Good for them.

The way to get him is
we gotta catch him in the act.

With lemansky awol, Vic knows

he's got eyes and ears
all over him.

He's not gonna
do anything stupid.

Unless he thinks he's got
one last mess to clean up.

What mess?

There was a detective
I spoke to here.

He suspects that the strike team
robbed an Armenian money train.

Wagenbach.

Yeah, but he...
He doesn't know it was Dutch.

You... you gotta make him believe

that lemansky gave it up
for witness protection.

It'll put him in motion.
We follow.

We catch them trying to
help lemansky escape.

And nail them
for harboring a fugitive.

It won't be the amount of time
that they deserve

but it'll be enough time
to make them lose their badges

and get them off the street.

Catching them in the act,
that's gonna gives us leverage.

Lemansky, he may have
held his tongue.

But the other ones,
they might not be as strong.

Hey, it's time to put
the mess that mackey made

behind both of us.

Lemansky's talking.

That's bullshit.

Is the Armenian money train
bullshit?

Because that's
what he gave them.

He's coming clean.

There's nothing
to come clean about.

That explains where
your sixty-five thousand

unaccounted-for dollars
comes from.

Look, he's tired, he's scared
and he wants his freedom.

And he doesn't wanna die
at the hands of Antwon Mitchell.

The da. Says he's gotta
give them something on the team.

I guess he's agreed.

Lem would never agree to that.

D.a. Gave him no choice.
He has to give you guys up.

And now all this bullshit
could blow back on me.

Now, you gotta get
a message to your boy

and tell him to
shut the hell up.

Can you do that? Hm?

If you speak,
can you convince him

to keep his mouth shut?

Yes.

Then do it, for Christ's sake.

Idont know where he is.

You know, kavanaugh is
out of control.

But with lemansky
unaccounted-for,

he's got the chief's ear.

And now the d.A.'S
smelling blood. All of ours.

I shouldn't be telling you this,
but you threatened me!

So now I've told you
everything I know.

Now it's time to clean this up.

[Car door closes]

Dutch: We'll look the
other way on the solicitation.

But you gotta make a statement

about spank's involvement
in the robbery and the beating.

Do a little time yourself
for the stickup.

No, spank wasn't there
when the cabby got rolled.

Dutch: Afraid of
spank? We'll protect you.

He will not hurt you.

You guys just
see pimp and hooker.

That's not who we are.
Dutch: Yeah.

Says the hooker
letting pimp daddy

drag her into the shit with him.

Tori: No, actually
he dragged me out.

He dragged me out
of the steaming shit piles

of a superficial,

empty

everything.

And then he hosed me off
and he held me.

And he made me whole.

I had nothing.
I was nothing before I met him.

According to your sister,
you had a pretty nice condo.

You equate

a roof over your head to love?

What exactly does equal love?

Do you see
the wrinkles on my face?

Do you see them? Yes.

Well, spank doesn't.

I understand you
not wanting to be away

from your, uh, boyfriend.

But w-what do you think's gonna

happen when you go to jail?

Because we both know that
your man's just gonna

set his sights on the next
piece of century city ass

that comes his way.

Shut your mouth!

Shut your goddamn mouth! Hey!

Who do you think you are? Hey!

Tori: You don't know us! Okay.

Get her off. How dare you?

Get her off me.
All right. No, no, no.

No, let's just sit down.

You don't know me!

Dutch: Sit down.
Tori: Let go of me.

Your girl just gave you up.

Says it was all your idea

and you're the one
who beat up the John.

I know that didn't happen.

Ooh. She put the claws
in you, right?

You shouldn't let no woman
do you like that.

Woman like Tori.
Smart, educated, good job.

How do you turn out
a girl like that?

[Wallis sighs]

[Laughs]

Any punk could get some
crack ho to go down on click.

But how do I get a little
pink toe from Westwood

to do what I say

whenever I say?

Every chick's got a hole
in her heart

and it's connected
to the one between her legs.

I just figure out
how to fill it.

And then I feed it to her.

And I keep feeding it to her
until it's overflowing.

Until she can't live without it.

And then I take it away.

That makes me god.

Tori was easy.

Her fiancé left her last year
for some young-blood bitch.

I just kept telling old girl
she was still the prom queen

like back in the day.

And that white faggot dude,
he didn't have eyes to see.

Sooner or later,
all bitches break.

Every goddamn one.

That's if you got game.

And that's why she's your whore?

If you're born a woman,
I can make you my ho.

Which is why she's
saying I had nothing to do with

no illegal shit.

Now that ya'll
got some pimpology...

No charge

my black ass
is out of here, right?

[Sighs]

Anyone here believe
Lem cut a deal?

Vic: Maybe he felt
like he had no choice.

He's out in the wind alone.
And Becca's probably pushing it.

He has no idea about
this ranch in San Ignacio

or the money we're
gonna be funneling to him.

Becca told you he took a deal?
No, aceveda.

Ronnie: Aceveda?

He's got a stake in this too.

Not like we do.
No, he could be full of shit.

Look, the truth is,
we can't know

what's inside Lem's head
until we see him face to face.

Ronnie:
We need an exit strategy.

How are gonna get out of this?
We don't need an exit.

We need to fill Lem in.

On the cash, the ranch,
the lines of communication.

He's right. You know, Lem...

He's been in the dark
as much as we've been.

And if Lem is talking,
it's because he believes

that Antwon has marked him

as a dead man behind bars.

Now, once he knows what we've
pulled together for him,

he'll go along.

He will.

We go to the spot.

If he doesn't show,

assume he made the deal.

Ronnie: And then what?

If he does show, then we'll
take his temperature.

[Sighs]

Make sure he's still
solidly on board.

He'll be on board.

Lem trusts us.

He trusts us.

And I still trust Lem.

I do.

Where's vendrell? Cob: Shit,

they're taking different cars.

I'll take mackey.
You take gardocki.

All right.

Cob, keep your distance. Okay.

[Tires squeal]

[Cell phone beeping]

Ronnie, I got a tail.
I'm trying to lose him.

You sure?

Pretty far back, but he's there.

Watch your back, man.

Looks like I got one too.

Call Shane. Give him a heads up.

[Cell phone rings]

Yeah.

Vic and I both have tails.

[Sighs] Shit. I'm looking.

Ronnie: Gotta lose
them without trying.

Take your time.

We can't lead kavanaugh to Lem.

Shane:
I don't see anyone on me yet.

Ronnie: Vic says
whoever loses his tail first

gets to Lem,
moves him some place safe

until we can all regroup.
Shane: All right, I got it.

[Car door opens]

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

[Car approaching]

Shane: Hey. Jesus, man.

I'm glad to see you.
Hey, man. Hey.

Lem: What's up?

Man, we gotta get out.
What's going on?

Kavanaugh's got a tail
on Vic and Ronnie.

Could have an eye up in the sky.

Follow me to that, uh...

The old body shop
that closed down.

The one on mission, okay?

All right, man.

[Car wheels squeal]

[Sighs] Captain?

Uh, I've been reviewing
officer hanlon's package.

Julien's to. Report.

You ignored a recommendation
for dismissal?

Right.

You know, with all
due respect to Julien,

you'll find, as I did,

that he's a little
tightly wound.

Suffice it to say I felt he
was too tough on Tina.

Deserved a second chance.

Two counts of excessive force,

contamination of crime scenes,

failure to identify
an undercover officer

in the field.

Seems more like a sixth chance.

Ah, she's still
learning her field work.

But her instincts are good.

It's why Dutch agreed
to take her under his wing.

She's very intuitive.

I'm calling her pba rep.

Start the paperwork
for dismissal.

You know, you may not
wanna do that.

Tina and I, we, uh,

made an arrangement.

Someone was ripping off
the gourmet quick-mealer.

I figured it was an inside job

so I put a nanny cam
in the locker room.

There were photos of
officer hanlon in her skivvies

that got out into the world.

The important thing is...
Is Dutch and I handled it

quietly and efficiently.

Uh, all I did
was find the pictures,

bring them to Steve.

I had nothing to do with...

Oh, please.
You helped cover up this mess

for a shot
into hanlon's panties.

[Dutch gasps]

Asshole. Look,

wanna spend your first
month on the job

overseeing a full-time lawsuit,

ruining several careers,
wagenbach's included,

you go right ahead.

Billings: Asshole.

[Car tires screech]

[Crickets chirping]

Never thought it'd come to this.

Hasn't come to anything yet.

What now?

I'll go back and
get Vic and Ronnie.

[Laughs] We got a way
for you to get to Mexico.

What, like Gilroy?

No, man. The man died alone.
I'm not going that route.

Look, you're not
a miserable drunk.

It's gonna be different.

No, it won't.

It won't.

Look, I'm not going.

No more running.
Oh, so you'll spend

your life looking
over your shoulder

for Antwon Mitchell?

You in Mexico's the only thing
that keeps us all safe, man.

Especially you.
How am I gonna live in Mexico?

Tell me.
We got it all figured out.

How? San Ignacio.

What the hell is that,
some shit hole?

No man, it's a ranch!

Up in the mountains.

We got a federale
gonna get you there.

It's beautiful, man.
It's gonna be peaceful.

We got money parked
in an account for you.

It's all set up.

[Sighs]

Mara and I even kicked in
five grand for you.

I don't want that.

It's just a start.

We'll keep skimming
off the street, man.

We'll keep you hooked up.
I can't.

I can't. I can't do that.

It's all in play.

Trust me, man. It's gonna work.
It's gonna work.

There's a way for me
to take the hit solo.

No. Yeah.

No, there's not, man!

Kavanaugh, aceveda, the da.

There's no other deal to make.

They're gonna
make you give us up.

Maybe not now.
Maybe a year from now.

But man, you got one chance
to get out of here.

Take it, man.

Take that chance right now.
Take it.

I got it figured out.

You know, why did you even
come back here tonight

if you weren't
planning on leaving?

Dude, I came to see you guys.

Don't do this, man.

Look, where's Vic?

I wa... I wanna talk to Vic.

He'll call when
he loses his tail.

We can't let kavanaugh
catch us with you, man.

[Sighs]

Mara's pregnant again.

No shit?

Yeah, yeah. Almost, uh...

Almost three months.

I wasn't supposed to say
anything to anybody

till next week, but, uh...
[Laughs]

Hey, congratulations. Yeah.

Hey, hey. Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, it's another
mouth to feed.

Mara's gonna be laid up
near the end,

so I'm gonna have to...

I have to step it up, you know?

Man, I hope I get to see
the little guy.

Or girl.

Little girl, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, a little girl.

Hey, I'm gonna be all right.

Shane.

[Sniffs] Yeah? Shane.

Gonna be all right.

[Whispers] Yeah.
It's all about family, right?

[Sirens wail]

Look, what if Vic and Ronnie
can't shake the tail?

Yeah, maybe they
doubled back to the barn.

I'll, uh... I'll go
check it out, all right?

Move your car.

Get it out of sight.

[Shane sighs]

Did you get enough to eat today?

No, man. I'm hungry.

I brought you some food.

Thanks.

[Paper rustling]

[Sighs]

[Laughs] Hey.

Thanks, man.

Ah, my favorite, buddy.

Shane? Shane!

[Gasping]

[Grunting]

[Whispers] I'm sorry.

[Whispers indistinctly]

[Whispers] I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, buddy.

I'm so sorry, buddy.

[Crying]

Lem.

Lem, I'm sorry!

But I had to, right?!

But you know I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry, man.

Buddy

Oh, god!

[Car approaching]

[Sighs]

What are we gonna do
if Lem doesn't show?

He's gonna show. He will.

[Car approaching]

Hey.

I, uh... I had a tail.

Took me awhile to shake it.

Vic: Yeah.

Lem hasn't shown, huh?
He's late.

But he'll be here.

Yeah.

[Both talking indistinctly]
Dutch: Hey.

Your lucky day.

Cab driver can't ID you,

she won't testify against you.

Wallis: Only
thing to testify about

is my love for
that girl right there.

I'm getting you
out of here soon, baby.

Yeah, get yourself out of here.
Let's go.

Dutch: Take him out.
Officer: Let's go.

[Door buzzes]

Dutch, I spoke
to your ex-partner,

the new captain.

And she says she
trusts your instincts

so she wants me to increase
the number of hours I trail you.

I just wanted to say thank you
for putting in the good word.

Yeah, sure.

Okay.

Hey, um...

You know why you're gonna be
such a great detective someday?

Because most people don't
realize how damn smart you are.

They just see the surface.

They can't get past your looks

to see what you're really about.

[Laughs]

I know, right?

But you're not nearly as smart
as you need to be.

The help I'm offering
doesn't come along every day.

And if I'm gonna
spend my valuable time

focusing it on you...

Well,

you better make it
worth my while.

Sure. Definitely. Of course.

Woman: We gotta move.

[Officers clamoring
indistinctly]

Hanlon: What's going on?
I don't know.

Ronnie: He did it.

No.

He's not coming.

Look, maybe he
had some heat on him.

He had to hide.

He's coming or he's gonna
get a message to us.

And we're gonna wait for him.

Gonna give him more time.

Kavanaugh could be
at our houses right now, man.

We have got to get out of here!

Vic.

Go home.

Check around.
Look for anything incriminating.

Don't take any chances.

No.

We're gonna wait.

[Sighs]

[Cell phone rings]

Yeah?

[Man talking indistinctly
over police radio]

[Sirens wailing]

Your transfer's denied.

I need my best
detective on this.

Dutch: Grenades.

The thing this morning.

The El Salvadorans.
The leader's missing.

His name is guardo. Start there.

[Hanlon crying]

Oh, my god!

Why?

Oh, my god.

Oh, why?

Why? Why?

[Car approaching]

Dutch: Vic. Vic, you
can't touch anything.

Kavanaugh: You happy?

Are you happy now,

detective mackey?

[Yells indistinctly]

[Both grunting and
yelling indistinctly]

[Car window shatters]

Han lon: Stop it! Stop!

Break them up.

Officer: Come on.

Lieutenant.

That's enough, come on.

Officer: Come on.

It's over, guys.

Shane: Let him go.
Officer: Break it up.

Come on. Let's go. Let's go.

Shane: Get off of him.

Move. Get off.
Get off. We got him.

Come on.

It's all right. It's all right.

Officer: Lieutenant.
Lieutenant, let's go.

Hey, hey.

Calm down. Calm down.

Shane: Okay. Okay.

[Gasping]

We're gonna find out
who did this

and we're gonna kill him.

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