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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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