All language subtitles for Major.Crimes.S04E23.Hindsight.Part.5

Drop the gun.

Previously on "Major Crimes"...

And are you aware that Rachel
and Mark had been...

Sleeping together.

This affair creates another motive

for Rachel's murder.

And now not only is Hickman a suspect,

we have to think about his wife as well.

Sharon, please do not tell me

that you are using your son's safety

to make a deal
for charges of armed robbery.

No, I just want a guarantee
that you can arrest Gary.

That is a statement
of facts from Mr. Buddha.

He will explain

how your brother used your church

for drug trafficking.

How can I be sure all of this is true?

We need you to have a conversation

with your brother.

You're using this church
to distribute heroin?

Forget the dope, all right?

All you got to do is recite
the Bible to reporters

and I'll go on cleaning up
the mess you made

when you allowed cops
to search this church.

I have nothing to hide.

Do you?

Major Crimes - 04x23 - Hindsight Part 5

Dennis, what's going on here?

Bro, you don't want to know.

No. I need to know.

This is my church,
and I need to know every...

I just said you don't!

You don't need to know!

This is heating up real fast.

May... Maybe... Maybe you should.

You really think all that cash you get

comes from those little collection
plates you pass around?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

See, you're living off my tithe,
all right?

I make sure you and Jesus get your 10%.

So all you got to do is keep on smiling

at the food truck on Taco Mondays,

feeding the poor and the oppressed.

The taco truck?

Might be how they distribute the heroin.

You don't need to know
nothing else. Understand?

Captain, our dope specialist

thinks we should follow the tacos.

If you're dealing death and drugs

out of a house of God,
if you're responsible

for Tamika and her little boy
being shot up...

I don't know shit about Tamika.

Then how did that gun get in the altar?!

You really think I'm stupid enough

to move the dope
and leave the gun behind?

Man, the cops planted that Uzi!
You know that!

Yeah, I've been wondering about
that since the beginning.

- Why take the heroin and not the gun?
- Let's get this over with.

Come on. L-L-Let me have it.

What's on your mind, brother, hmm?

When I was standing trial
for killing that cop,

did you go back to where
Emile and I tossed that Uzi?

Did you find it?

Did you use it to murder that D.A.?

Now, why... would I kill those people?

Hmm?

To save your sorry ass?

You really don't get it, do you?

You being in jail was the best
thing that ever happened to me.

It gave me control of our boys.

I've been in charge ever since.

And you finding Jesus was...
that was just a miracle.

You want to know why Tamika's death

never brought no real gang war

until you were stupid enough
to bail Jon Barnes out of jail?

My God. I'll tell you why.

It's because I am the cartel, Daniel.

And this church?

This church is the cartel.

The Bloods, the Diablos...
they're all me.

I cut the dope, and I send it
out to both gangs.

And there's money, there's peace,

there's love for everyone.

If you had just let me handle Barnes,

we wouldn't have this problem!

Dennis! You don't understand
what you have done.

Dennis Price may be trafficking drugs...

...but he did not kill any of the victims.

Now, why do you think that?
Just because he denied it?

No. Because he shot at Jon Barnes

several times at close range
in a small motel room,

and he missed...

something our shooter
never would have done.

And we're implementing
my business plan all across

this great, Christian country of ours.

The big brother I grew up with...

he would have been proud
of what I accomplished.

Proud of you? Proud of you?

Oh, oh, brother.

I pity you.

You're going to hell.

You cause me any problems...

and I'll guarantee
you'll get there first.

Holy crap.

So it's neither one
of the Price brothers.

We could arrest Dennis Price now.

But he's deep into the cartel,

so maybe we should follow him for a bit

and check his finances.

Yes, and have Cooper's people

follow that taco truck
and see where it leads us.

Uh, Captain, the, uh,

robbery suspect you asked County
to transfer is on his way up.

You want me to deal with it?

No, but I could use the help.

Okay, Chuck, eyes on the taco truck

and on Dennis Price every second.

So, Captain, still no closer
to an arrest for our murders?

I wouldn't say that, Chief,

but we do need to rethink

how this heroin links
everything together,

and then we got to hope that our
witness comes through for us.

Excuse me.

Uh, Buzz, Buzz, I need you, please.

Witness? What witness?

Yeah, well, there was a kid
who might have been hanging out

on the street the night Tamika
was shot to death... Lil Wheezy.

Only trouble is, he didn't see anything.

Yeah, Mike, Amy, Steph, no arrest.

Head back when you can.

Dear God. Dear God.

Buzz, Buzz, while the Captain
and I interview

Sharon Beck's dirtbag boyfriend,

I need you to...
Well, I'm... I'm asking,

would... would you please
just be my friend

for a few minutes

and write down everyone
you think I should invite

to the wedding?

Include yourself and Gus.

Lieutenant, I can't be in charge

of picking out your wedding guests.

What if I left someone out who...

You don't understand, Buzz.

If I don't get this done today,

Patrice won't send out the invitations.

Uh, may I make a small suggestion?

Of course. Please.

Okay. Instead of demanding your own way,

why not give Patrice the wedding
she asked for,

- Which was a very --
- are you seriously suggesting

That i walk across the street
to city hall

And get married during my lunch hour?

Oh, good. You remember what she wanted.

Yes. That's what I'm suggesting.

- You are...
- Right this way.

Now, you listen to me, Dr. Phil.

I asked for your help, not your advice.

And... And where does
that come from, anyway...

all your experience with weddings?

No, sir. It comes from all your
experience with weddings.

Wouldn't you like to make
Patrice happy and maybe...

maybe get your sixth wedding

off to a better start
than the last five?

I just want to make sure you're prepared

to plead your own case.

The state can provide you
with a lawyer...

I need help.

And you need help.

That won't happen if I lawyer up.

Besides, anytime I get an attorney,

I go to jail longer than I should have.

Well, as hard as that is
to believe, Gary,

I... I do have a question for you.

Considering that we have a video

of you holding up a liquor store
at gunpoint,

what further help do you think we need?

Well, for something lesser
than three strikes,

I can identify my accomplice.

I mean, I know who you are.

You got to be interested
in seeing that crazy bitch

put away, right?

Ay. This could be over real fast.

Don't you want to see Sharon Beck

where she can't hurt your son again?

Mr. Lewis, when did you develop

this touching concern
for Rusty's welfare?

Was it just after you
stopped beating him

and abandoned him at the zoo?

- His mom did all that, not me.
- Is that so?

Well, I know he tells it
the other way around.

It's probably easier for him
to remember it that way.

You know, easier for everyone, isn't it?

Just blame Gary.

Yeah, I admit the boy
wasn't treated right, sure.

But Sharon Beck has never
treated anyone right...

not me, not the guy
she was with before me

or the guy before him, either.

And I do not want her
leaving me like this,

pretending that
she's protecting her son.

I mean, who believes that?!

So, you don't believe
that it's Rusty's fault

that Sharon Beck left you?

No. That'd be ridiculous.

I mean, I know some people
do that, right?

They blame someone else when
their girlfriend jumps ship,

but not me.

I know it's all her.

But you were following Rusty.

Not because I was mad at him.

I mean, the kid never did anything.

She was the problem, and she still is.

Well, um, since you're being so helpful,

we will certainly talk to the D.A.,

figure out if a deal is, uh, possible.

Excuse me.

_

_

Well, one of these searches is me...

when we first found the weapon
in the church.

Yes, I see that, Mike.

But before we found the gun, Francine,

you I.D.'d it from its casings.

That's right.

But you entered the Uzi
into the NIBIN database

a full five hours before
you reported it to us.

Why the delay?

Amy?

Captain, I apologize.

I was so excited about those casings,

I could actually feel that gun
in my hands.

And Hickman never stopped
working that case.

He had ideas I was sure he wouldn't...

share with the rest of y'all,

so I pushed Amy to go find him
while I...

I double-checked my results.

And, Amy, you then went
and spoke with Mark Hickman?

Because of what Francine said, yes.

And how did you intend
to treat these conversations

when the defense asks for our sources?

I recorded everything Hickman said

and transcribed all of
our conversations by hand.

He may have come up with
some wrong answers, Captain,

but he had a lot of the right questions.

Too many of the right questions.

Which makes the other search
I turned up especially odd.

The Uzi's serial number was run
11 years ago.

How did that happen?

We only now just found it.

Norma started the offline
from the date Reese was shot.

I didn't expect much,
but, lo and behold,

she found the serial number
for the Uzi run

20 days before the trial
for Daniel Price

by L.A.P.D. Detective Mark Hickman.

It's ridiculous.

This is all fake.

It's not fake, Mark.

You ran the serial number
on the Uzi 11 years ago,

- which means...
- I never had the damn gun, man!

L-Listen, even if you think
I'm so stupid

that I'm gonna run a serial
number before murdering Rachel,

what possible reason would I have

for killing this Tamika girl?

What?

Well, Emile couldn't
remember where he put the gun.

But Tamika knew.

And as she became more and more afraid

Tamika? The girl who was shot
to death the other night?

How the hell would she know
where the Uzi was?

Tamika was the third person in the car

when Officer Reese was murdered.

What?

At the time she was Emile's girlfriend,

and she told you where the gun
was right before the trial.

Ah, come on, Amy.

Mike's no surprise,

but couldn't you come up with
something better than that?

It's so sad.

She thought you'd use the Uzi
to help Emile.

And you did help Emile,

by shooting the D.A.
and her bodyguard to death

with the same murder weapon used
by Daniel Price.

12 years later, Tamika's
new boyfriend, Jon Barnes,

is sitting in County, awaiting
trial for drug dealing.

He can't make bail.

Tamika comes to see you again,
blackmails you for...

- Guys, come on! This is bullshit!
- No, it's not!

Tamika told you where the gun was

and then told Emile you were the person

behind the murder of Rachel
Gray, so he had to go, too.

Listen to me, Sharon,

this is all a terrific theory

you've come up with
that doesn't apply to me.

I didn't kill Rachel,
I never found the gun,

and whoever Tamika blackmailed,
it wasn't me.

If she told someone where the gun was,

it was Dennis Price.

You know, we have a good
circumstantial case

- against Hickman.
- I know the pressure to solve this case

- ... must be huge...
- The motive seems right.

But where did he get
the heroin to kill Emile?

Mark, you have to sit down
and talk to us. Come on!

Sit.

This is your I.D.

This is the serial number for the Uzi.

It's not phony!

You got to explain it, Mark!

I can't.

Look, I'm an asshole.

I never said any different.

But I couldn't kill anybody
in cold blood.

You held a gun to
the Reverend Price's head

- and threatened to kill him.
- That was a tactical move.

And... And I was drunk
at the time, okay?

Were you drunk last week

when you killed Tamika
and her little boy?

No. I didn't k...

Look... ask my wife.

She'll tell you.

I was with her when Tamika was murdered,

on our boat, and when Emile died.

Ask Sherry.

Funny thing is, Mark,
we did ask your wife.

She has no idea where you were
when Emile was murdered.

And when Tamika was shot,
she had gone to bed

and left you drinking
on the deck of your boat.

And drinking is when you are most likely

to reach for your gun nowadays.

I mean, is she wrong... Sherry?

That stupid bitch.

No. She's not wrong.

Is that what you wanted to hear?

Did I give you the proper ammunition

to go after your next ambush?

You happy now, Captain?

- As a matter of fact, Mark, yes, I am.
- You still have no physical evidence.

But we already knew that his wife
wouldn't lie for him.

Yes, Lieutenant, but we didn't know

that he wouldn't lie for her.

Y-You think I don't know
how this game is played,

mocking up documents to get me
to say what you want to hear?

Julio and Steph,
follow up on the taco truck.

If you find the wrong kind of heroin

and Sherry Hickman tries to cooperate,

I think I'll be making an arrest.

Captain, uh, do you think
we'll be through by lunch?

It's never gonna work.

I-I-I may need some time off tomorrow

to run an errand...

across the street.

Worse... it's keeping you
from the truth.

Oh, Lieutenant, well,

I think that it's possible

you could have the whole afternoon off.

You use what I said here
to go after my wife,

you'll never solve this case.

You hear me in there?

Never! Never.

My mother never hit me.

How could Gary think he could get away

with saying something like that?

But, Rusty, the bigger problem is,

if Gary holds to his story

that your mother planned the robbery...

Look, Mom, she couldn't even plan dinner

or a trip to the grocery store.

Honestly, she bought one roll
of toilet paper at a time.

That's... That's how far
ahead she planned, okay?

And now she's supposed to be
some mastermind of...

of an armed robbery?

- I mean...
- Hi, Gus.

- Hello.
- How was your trip in?

Great. I think I have the subway down.

I just wish it went all the way to work.

Uh, thank you for taking me
the rest of the way.

Yes, yes, I told you 100 times,

I don't mind dropping you off.

It's on the way. Okay?

Damn it, Mom,

what are we supposed to do about this?

Well, if you have time
after your class this morning,

you could visit Gary at County.

Visit... Why would I do that?

Because it would be harder
for him to lie to your face.

And you could find out more
about the robbery.

But I thought being your son meant

that I couldn't talk to
criminals when... when...

Well, if they'd invoked their rights,

but Gary has decided to defend himself.

You can ask him anything you want.

Oh.

And... And can I, um...
can I record our conversation?

The county will record it for you.

Oh.

Okay. Uh, well, good luck today.

You too.

I followed up on your suggestion,

and the prepaid cell
you found in Goldman's car

can't be connected
to any drug investigation

either by the L.A.P.D. or L.A. Clear.

It has to be connected, Chief.

Why? Because it had traces
of corn starch on it?

I know you found corn starch
other places, too, but...

I don't know what the corn starch means

except it has to be connected,
like this phone,

which our killer used to call
both Tamika and Emile

just before they were murdered.

Haven't you eliminated
Dennis Price as a suspect?

Yes, but we haven't eliminated
the heroin.

Somebody knew where Dennis
stashed his heroin

inside the altar of the church,

and they hid the Uzi there
so our drug dogs could find it.

Right.

Well, it may have taken days,

but anyone could have searched
the church illegally

and found where the dope was hidden...

although the phone...

Chief, we did find a bunch
of unused prepaids

like this one when we arrested Buddha.

Yeah, but unused phones don't make calls

that show up in L.A. Clear's database.

But what if this prepaid was part

of a bulk purchase of burner cells?

Yes, Steph.

The taco truck came back

with what we think is
a full load of heroin.

The employees just locked it up
and left.

Cooper's people have them all
under surveillance.

You want us to wait for you?

No. Go ahead. Keep me informed.

Yes, ma'am.

Even if I connect this phone
to another dope case,

I can't prove a specific person
was using it.

Leave that to me, Chief.

Do you have someone in mind?

Sherry, glad you could pop in.

This way.

Uh, no.

I'm not talking to her.

But, Mrs. Hickman, I...

You go or I go.

Gentlemen, I'm under
no obligation here, am I?

Uh, why don't we go this way?

I don't know why
they turned off the power.

Look around. Let's make sure
that this place is clear.

Clear!

- Clear!
- Clear!

Clear! All clear!

Hey, let's get the dog in here.

Sherry, how much did Mark share with you

about his investigation into
the murder of Officer Reese?

Not as much as you might think.

Well, Mark was working long hours,

not coming home for days on end,

not answering his cellphone.

Maybe you got curious
about what he was up to.

Sherry Hickman was a great
detective on our fraud division.

Maybe you wanted to look into his hours.

You really think she could have
murdered any of these people?

Our killer is familiar
with how the police work,

is an excellent shot,

and had serious issues with
at least one of our victims.

Is this your roundabout way
of asking me how I found out

that Mark was in love with Rachel Gray?

Oh, Sherry, Sherry, I-I'm sorry.

We... We don't mean to pry,
but, well, as it turns out,

your answer to that question

is very important
to our solving these cases.

So, yes.

Yes, we were wondering

what gave Mark and Rachel away?

Well, I certainly didn't hear
about it from his partner,

my good friend Michael Tao.

I'm sorry, Sherry.

I just didn't think it was my place.

You can tell yourself whatever you want,

but you chose a side.

The entire L.A.P.D. chose a side.

How many people knew what was going on

and watched me come in here
to work every day,

with whispers behind my back?

Rachel took everything from me...

my self-respect, my job,

my husband.

I know you won't believe it,

but I loved that son of a bitch.

I loved him.

Jesse, find it.

Find it.

Jesse, find it.

I didn't trust him anymore,

so I started looking around
for reasons why.

I looked at his phone,
his private e-mail,

his pockets, his wallet.

There was nothing.

But his e-mail account at work

was filled with letters
to and from Rachel.

They were...

...the things that he said to
her even after it was obvious

that she had moved on to somebody else.

And then she died.

His e-mail account at work...

you had the password to that?

I had all of his passwords
because they were all the same.

It was our wedding day,

if you guy can appreciate
the irony of that.

I mean, that's what everybody
longs for, isn't it,

a wedding day that you never forget?

Hard to argue with that.

It turns out that I didn't
need his password

because I was using his computer at work

and he never logged out of it,
even if it was policy.

Mark was never big
into following the rules.

So, she sets herself up,

then she takes herself off the hook.

She certainly has the right motive.

I'm almost there, Chief.

I'm...

I'm almost there.

Hey, Steph, uh...

I left some things at your house
last night...

like my gloves.

And your tie.

Oh.

Little out of practice.

Didn't seem like it to me.

All right, now, these aren't
like the fancy black ones

you have in Major Crimes.

They're just the same old latex gloves

everyone else has been using
for the last 15 years...

nothing special, but they do the trick.

Got something.

- Got an alert?
- Oh, yeah.

Well, you're the last person
I ever expected to visit.

I'm only here because
you told the police

a bunch of lies about my mother.

She never beat me up, Gary. You did.

She didn't want to dump me in L.A.

You did.

Let's agree to disagree on this.

And, hey, I know at the time

driving away and leaving you
here seemed like tough love.

But look how it all turned out, huh?

"Tough love"... is that what you call

accusing my mother of planning
an armed robbery?

We're not talking about that.

Let's discuss how three years ago,

Sharon and I got arrested for meth,

how I went to jail and she got rehab.

What does that have to do with anything?

Because your mother's a dumb bitch

if she thinks that I took three years

and a second strike so that she can
dump me whenever she wants!

We had a plan of getting back to normal.

So, when you say you have
a plan, you meant...

you meant keeping her high
and pimping her out.

You gonna look down on someone
for doing that now?

Maybe you're too good for it,

but there was a time,
you little, arrogant...

So, is that what it is?

So, she... she wouldn't sell
herself anymore, so you...

you tried to blackmail her
into turning tricks?

"Sell herself."

Boy, when you ever see your mother

show that kind of initiative, huh?

No. I had to do the selling.

And you think that was gonna be
easy for me,

with her almost 40?

But I was willing to work it
for both of us.

The robbery wasn't for both of you.

It was to set her up
and force her into taking...

So what if it was!

I was taking care of her!

And because she wouldn't listen
and freaked out, I got caught.

But this time... this time
she's going to jail

for as long as I can keep her there.

And this time I'm the one
cutting the deal.

Me.

What?

You think you know something?

Everyone's about to know
something, Gary,

and now I'm leaving you
just like you left me...

in a place full of cages,

with nowhere to go.

Well, that's all I need to
accept Sharon Beck's proffer.

And Gary's gone for life?

Into a California correctional
facility near you.

Captain, are we really
about to wrap this up?

Because I'm getting married
in just a few hours,

and I'd like to be there
when it happens.

So would we, Lieutenant.

Flynn has the witness in your office,

Julio and Steph are bringing up
the heroin,

and Chief Howard is on his way.

I've briefed everyone on how
it's supposed to go.

Thank you, Mike. We're almost ready.

Buzz, if you would transfer that video

of Sherry Hickman to the big
monitor on Mike's desk

- so our witness can clearly see it.
- Will do.

Well, anything else you need
to make this work?

Just Chief Taylor so I can
walk him through it.

Provenza's getting this
afternoon married at City Hall?

It's what Patrice wanted.

Well, I don't want to interfere,

but I could maybe make it
a little more special.

Captain, before we start,

I can confirm corn starch
residue on the outside packing

of this heroin that Steph
and Julio just brought back.

Like the rest of
Dennis Price's inventory?

We knew the drugs were being delivered

to the church on a weekly basis,

that those deliveries coincided
with their Taco Monday,

and today is Monday.

But you just got this dope.

How do you know it connects?

The corn starch?

I keep hearing about corn starch.

Let us walk you through
our theory of what happened

after Officer Reese was murdered
12 years ago.

Okay, when the L.A.P.D.
can't find the Uzi

where Emile said it was,

Tamika begins to worry

that her boyfriend's deal
is not gonna make.

Or maybe she's afraid
that he'll snitch on her

like he did with Daniel Price.

So she tells a detective
where our murder weapon is,

and the gun is almost turned in.

And we know that's a consideration

because the serial number
of the Uzi was run,

but the gun was held back
'cause there was a problem.

A problem named Rachel Gray,

with whom Hickman was having
an affair so intense,

it pushes his wife into
confronting her publicly.

Well, it's easy to see
why Sherry would blow up.

It's tough finding out your
spouse is lying to you, sir.

Rachel tells Sherry,
"It's over. I've moved on."

But Mark Hickman hasn't moved on.

He starts following Rachel.

To check on her security.

No, Chief, that's not why guys

follow the women who break up with them.

Mark Hickman needed to know
who Rachel left him for.

And remember... unlike Dennis Price,

our killer is a professional shooter.

Sherry was a cop.

But where does the dope come in?

That's the problem.

This theory runs out of gas

when we try to explain the heroin.

And then there's the prepaid cell.

According to the phone
records at L.A. Clear,

someone called Emile and Tamika
right before they died.

Probably trying to schedule
their deaths,

but more frustrating still

is where this prepaid cell was found.

At the church in Goldman's car
during Tamika's funeral.

We thought the now-Reverend
Daniel Price had left it behind.

But in hindsight, it couldn't
have happened that way

because Reverend Price had nothing to do

with any of the murders
after Officer Reese

and had nothing to do with the heroin.

And Sherry was nowhere near the
church during the funeral, sir.

Well, Hickman was,

and he knew dope was flowing
out of the church.

But there's a big problem
with that theory,

though hopefully our witness
will help us sort it out.

Witness? What witness?

We came across a young man

who was standing in the doorway
of his house

during the shooting
of Tamika and her baby.

I filmed him right by
where we found the casings.

He didn't want to talk at the time.

But we offered him protection.

And started focusing real hard
on Sherry Hickman.

Because our witness says
Tamika's killer was a woman.

Okay, Lil Wheezy,

all we need you to do is to say

if you recognize that woman
right there on the screen.

All right, but recognize her how?

As the lady who shot up the red S.U.V.?

That's right.

No, I'm sorry. That's not her.

Hey, do I still get protection, man?

Because you picked me up
in front of my boys, there's...

Holy shit.

What the hell, man? It's her.

She did it. Sh-She did it.
She's the shooter!

What?

That's...

What?

Which leads us

to our alternative theory
of the crime...

Well, hold on a minute. Just hold on.

Rachel ended her affair with Hickman

to sleep with Eric Dunn.

That is a lie.

No, I don't think so, Steph.

Mark Hickman was a good detective,

and he just couldn't figure out
who Rachel was seeing.

Because he kept looking for someone

other than the person she was
letting into her apartment

every night...

her bodyguard, your husband.

That is a complete lie.

My husband...

My husband loved me.

He was a...

My husband was a...

Yeah, I... I'm not...
I-I'm not even gonna dignify

that accusation with a response.

I mean, a-and you have no evidence.

That is a horrible thing to say.

It's horrible.

Maybe you'd like to respond
to this prepaid cell.

It came from a bulk confiscation

you made after a drug bust
two months ago.

Oh, my God, you...
you guys are serious about this.

Steph...

I just watched you break
into a garage and a truck.

You could have planted
that phone in Goldman's car,

- no problem.
- And you work in Narco,

which gives you access
to all kinds of drugs.

And how many times did you tell us

you knew heroin was being dealt
out of Reverend Price's church?

- Yeah...
- And Tamika knew who you were.

She probably felt it was easier

talking to you than to me or Mark,

and you were by Hickman's desk
enough to run the Uzi.

He never logged off his computer.

And then there's the corn starch.

No fingerprints on the Uzi

or the syringe that shot up Emile

or the dope that we found in the church,

but corn starch everywhere.

It's from the powder in
your stupid gloves, Steph!

It's from your gloves!

And our witness saw you kill Tamika...

- Stop. Stop.
- ...and her baby... and her baby!

Stop!

Just... stop.

We all know.

We all know.

That bitch Rachel.

I am not sorry about her at all.

She destroyed my marriage.

No, I was not gonna let what
happened to Sherry happen to me.

No.

But Tamika's baby was...

You got to understand.

I never thought she would have
that baby in the car that late.

When I realized I gave her
the wrong heroin,

I had to get it back.

And she just...

When she started arguing with me
on the phone about it and...

and... and she told me that she or Emile

could turn me in at any time, I...

All right.

Stand back.

Stand back!

I'm sorry, Julio.

I switched out your gun, Steph.

And "I'm sorry"...

...won't cut it.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will
be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,

one will be appointed for you
by the state.

How'd I do?

Well, she bought it, kid,
hook, line, and sinker.

Hook and what? What does that mean?

Yeah, well, it means that, uh,
you've earned your protection.

And you took a pretty nice first step

toward a promising acting career.

Congratulations, Captain.

You just solved the biggest
outstanding case

in L.A.P.D. history.

Thank you, Chief.

Thank you.

Come on.

Hey, can I talk to him
for a few seconds?

- Mm-hmm.
- Thanks.

Great fun, Mike. We should
get together more often.

Oh, we'll meet again... in court.

Amy, uh, I'll see you
at Provenza's wedding?

I'll catch up with you.

Provenza's wedding.
When the world blows itself up,

all we'll have left are rats,
cockroaches,

and Provenza's weddings.

So, what you want to tell me,
"Honor Roll"?

I thought you should be aware

that I recorded all of our conversations

and copied them to my boss

so you're not surprised
if they pop up at Steph's trial.

Ah, there goes your Girl Scout status

- with your troop leader, huh?
- No.

The Captain gave Mike a pass
for his run-in with you,

which means I get one, too,
because you're so toxic.

Yeah. I keep hearing that.

If you want, you can let go of...

of all the bitterness now
and just walk away from it.

What a good girl you are,

still believing in the best
about everybody.

Let me tell you what's gonna happen.

One day, you'll be giving
testimony at trial,

and you'll look up.

You'll see me sitting
at the defense table

next to some dirtbag attorney

who will ask you something like,
"Detective Sykes,

have you ever withheld information

from your commanding officer?"

And then maybe you'll realize

that we are not really friends.

This is not who you really are.

Oh...

...yes, it is.

I promise you, it is.

Hey, Amy, turn around.

Hi. Smiles.

Hi. Congratulations.

Smiles, everybody, smiles. Come on.

Look like you're happy the
Lieutenant's getting married.

Smiles! Smiles!

Oh. Oh, Lieutenant, yay!

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, okay almost ready.

Wander in, everyone. Wander in.

Follow me!

Yep.

I know you spent some time
with Stephanie Dunn.

Yeah.

As first dates go, it was pretty bad.

So, you let the governor know.
I'll call him back.

Well, hello, everybody!

- Hello.
- Hey, Mr. Mayor.

- Andrea.
- Thank you.

Of course.

Lieutenant. Sharon.

Hello, Mr. Mayor.

Detective Sanchez.

Chief.

It's really great of you
to make time for us.

Oh, I'm so happy to be here.

- Mr. Mayor.
- And you must be the bride.

I am... Patrice Perry.

Well, at least for the next
few minutes, anyway.

And where's your family?

Well, that was always gonna be
a little bit of a problem

because Louie arrested
my granddaughter for murder.

It's how we met.

Oh. Well, I haven't heard
that one before.

By the way, where is the Lieutenant?

Everyone says "the Lieutenant"
like there's only one.

Hey, there he is!

All right. Sorry.

I'm so sorry, but...

since I'll be as never be
as beautiful as my bride,

I thought I better dress up
as much as I could

so I could be seen with her in public.

- Flynn. Flynn.
- Ah.

Louie, you look amazing.

Well, that's because I'm amazed.

Okay, everybody, shall we grab
a seat and get started?

I'm gonna do a shot up the aisle,

one shot up the aisle.

All right, everybody,
look up when I pass by.

And ready. Go.

- Hi.
- Hey.

This is the first time I've not
been undercover in months.

It's great. Thank you.

Notice all the minorities
clumping together.

We feel safer in crowds.

- Congrats, Lieutenant.
- Congratulations.

Marriage is a beautiful thing,

which is why Provenza does it so often.

Oh, stop.

We know that you are going

to be married forever.

And this is your ceremony.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Hey, you're not supposed to
start crying until afterward.

Well, then you'd better hurry up
for God's Sake.

Are we ready?

I do.

Oh, uh, I-I mean, we are, yes.

Can we close the door, please?

Dearly beloved, we are gathered
here for this...