All language subtitles for The.Shield.S03E13.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Narrator: Previously on
the shield.

Neil o'brien, who's he?
He's on treasury's radar?

As soon as he puts some of our
marked money into the system.

Congratulations, you just got yourself
a spot on treasury's most wanted.

Vic: Guess who Dutch boy and
his treasury bitch just brought in.

O'brien? Yes.

Those marked bills that we
dropped on him must've hit the banks.

Which means that we're...
We're free and clear.

No more Armenian problems.
Feels good.

You releasing him?

He's sticking with his "I
found it on the sidewalk" story.

We'll look into his finances,
tap his phone, see who he calls.

He's scared. Stir things up,
see what drifts to the top.

So you got a knack
for finding things, huh?

Yes, I do. And we can start
by finding your smile.

Is she hooked up with anybody?

She's my partner. Shut up.

You saying I'm not good enough?

That's exactly what I'm saying.

Huh. Well, we'll see
what she says.

Tell us who's doing what at agc.

We'll let you stay open.

Customize cars
with one small addition.

What's that? Bugs. Cameras.

But if this breaks right, it'll be the
biggest case you and me will ever see.

It'll set crime in Farmington
back 20 years.

The last couple of weeks,
Matthew's been a serious problem.

We'll continue to work
with Matthew as best we can.

If he injures another child, we'll
have to ask you to find another school.

Please don't do that.

What school is gonna take
an autistic kid

that you've branded
as being violent?

I don't get Trish back
in one piece,

I'll use every goddamn favor
I've banked for the last 14 years

to get your lazy ass fired.

It's a relief that
you're all right.

I had to do some coke
to keep my cover.

Do you need to see a doctor? I
should get checked out for stds.

Get the morning after pill.
Son of a bitch.

Vic: Shane bother telling
you about his latest mistake?

Sending tavon flying
through a windshield?

What? Yeah, tavon and
Shane, they were mixing it up.

Mara cracked him in the
back of the head with an iron.

He got back in the Van, swerved
himself into critical condition.

[Chatter on police radio]

Man: Take a look right here.

[Car door slams]

Cassidy [sobbing]: Daddy.

Okay, honey, okay.
It's okay, I'm here. Let me see.

Oh, my god.

What happened?

I was in the bathroom,

and they, um, had some soup
on the stove.

Matthew got a hold
of some cooking spray and...

Where is he?

My mom took him and Megan.

He didn't know
what he was doing.

Uh, hey, uh, listen,

thanks for all your help.

Close call. If your wife hadn't
grabbed that fire extinguisher,

this whole place
could've burned up.

Uh-huh. Yeah, you know what?

I, um... I left the stove on
too high,

and the grease
just went "woosh."

Uh, why don't you, uh,
get some stuff together.

You and the kids
are coming to my place.

Vic... you can't stay here.

Help your mom pack up, please.

Listen, I, uh...

I think we both know
that this wasn't a grease fire.

Yeah, I just need to determine
if it was set intentionally.

It wasn't.

I have a young boy
who has developmental problems.

His mom is worried sick
about him.

He was just playing
where he shouldn't be.

He's only 7 years old.

I'm sure I can write this up
as an accident.

I appreciate it.
Thank your boys for me, okay?

Oh, uh,

you ever need a favor...

Hey, are you talking now?

You're that new nurse here
for my sponge bath, right?

[Chuckles]

We lost you to the twilight zone
there for a few weeks, man.

Doctor says you can start rehab
pretty soon.

I'll be back riding
with you guys in a minute.

Everybody misses you.

You remember much?

Last thing I can see is

getting into it with Shane.

You remember that?

Uh, I just remember
fighting with him.

We got our first good hit
off the agc surveillance.

We've been monitoring the bugs
and cameras

planted in four cars.

Mainlyjust blunts and blowjobs,

but, uh, some pretty good
prelim intel.

Chief's asking why we've sunk
a ton into this sting

and haven't come up
with anything.

This ought to cure
his blue balls. Check it.

What's up?

All right.

Here's half the money.

You're gonna get the rest after

after tomorrow night,
you guys will be long gone.

Hey, man, the horde's good
for it.

That's jantell Davis.

He's a player
with the spookstreet souljahs.

Jesse ventura here
is with the horde.

The biker gang?

What are the aryans doing with
a black banger in Farmington?

It's no rainbow coalition.

Horde rolls into town
to do a job.

They grease the natives.
Nobody's feathers get ruffled.

Deal was probably
brokered in the joint.

What's the job?

Uh, we don't know
what the target is.

Just that it's going down
tonight

and jantell's providing getaway
and layoff cars.

The horde's got
a pretty violent history.

No joke. They dropped two bank
guards last week in Sacramento.

So this is all we have?

At the moment.

So how do we find out
the when and where

without exposing to them
and the other marks

that we're bugging agc's cars?

It's gonna be a balancing act.

[Police siren blaring]

[Tires screech]

Someone miss the drive-through?

Came up stolen.
We were in pursuit.

Driver tried to take a shortcut.

How bad?

Dove out of the way
just in time.

Driver fled on foot.
We lost him.

Owners. Been open
less than a week.

I'll talk to them.

Did you see the man
who was driving the car?

Woman:

[Whistles]

Scotch. No tax sticker.

That's a lot of stolen booze.

Yeah, 30-year-old booze.

This stuff is worth, like,
120 a fifth.

I'm a light-beer man, myself.
This is single malt.

You don't know
what you're missing.

You could school me sometime.

No insurance. It'll come out
of their pocket

if we don't find the guy
who did this.

Yeah, well, even if we catch
our rabbit,

I doubt he can cover
these damages.

Who we looking for?

Bootlegger.

I thought we were gonna
keep this operation under wraps.

This agc sting could go on
for months. A year even.

I'm gonna be moving on.
Claudette's gonna be moving in.

Might as well get her
up to speed now.

Jantell made a call
after the meet

to a cloned cell phone.

Reported in he got half
the payoff. Ten g's.

It's gotta be something big
for the horde to drop 20 grand.

Armed-car schedules for today.

Plus personnel info for banks
and check-cashing joints.

Do you want me
to alert these places?

No, let's do our homework first

before we get these people
all worked up.

We're clamping down
on spookstreet.

We'll bust one of their bangers
on something unrelated.

Sweat him until he gives us
this heist.

That'll keep agc in the clear.

If you need anything from this
end, run it through claudette.

Let's not make this a contest,
okay? You work together.

[Door opens]

You, uh... you running
the strike team again?

Aceveda's just keeping me
in the loop.

Yeah, and?

I'm in the loop.

[Scoffs]

Yeah, I've, uh, got my own
things too. Very hush-hush.

Tavon's up and talking.

You spoke to him?

He's groggy,
but he's making sense.

Sweet.

Really?

What did he say to you?

Well, the good news is
he's recovering.

The bad news is he remembers
getting in a fight with Shane

before Mara clocked him
over the head with an iron.

What?

Tavon told you that?

No, Vic did.

But tavon remembers
everything up to that.

Wait a minute, wait a minute,
what...? What happened?

Shane put him in the hospital
and lied to us.

Shane: He came into my home.

Yeah? He threw down first.

Why didn't you tell us then
instead of making up bullshit?

Vic:
It was my call not to tell you.

Lem: Really?
I was protecting the team.

You think this is still a team?

I'd do the same thing for you.

You know what?
You won't need to with me.

There's dirt on your hands
just like the rest of us.

We can toss around blame
or we can fix it.

If this gets hung on Shane,
we're all under the microscope.

They look hard enough, they'll
find our money-train cash.

So, what do we do about tavon?

He's only gonna remember more,
not less.

Goddamn it.

Shit.

Vic: Jantell and his boys

are hopping today.

Look, all the crap
we've been through lately?

Trust me, we're a team.
We just gotta get through this.

We never should have
taken that money.

God.

Hey, take a walk.

You take a walk.
We're on the eye here.

Walon? What the hell
are you doing here?

You're gonna tip these assholes
off.

Me? Why don't you just paint
five-0 on the side of the Van?

You're on the spookstreet crew?
What for?

What do you care?
You're compromising everyone.

Trish is in the store,
Annie over there.

You're stepping on our case.

We were here first.

[Change jangles] Get lost.

You get lost. Oh, Jesus Christ.

[M1

Walon: Little
tight in here, isn't it?

Why are you sitting on
spookstreet?

Gathering intel
on some goober named dun/vin.

He's making kid-on-kid
sex tapes.

That's pretty vile,
even for them.

Durwin's running this
on the side.

Rest of the gang
seems to be in the dark.

Where's he get the kids?

He's got a social worker
in his pocket.

Most of her caseloads
are crack moms.

She inserts herself into their
lives, gets to know them,

and after a while, she, uh,
offers it as a way to earn.

Lovely.

We're putting things together.

We should be rounding everybody
up by the end of the week.

We don't have
till the end of the week.

We gotta bring
your banger in now.

What for?

To corroborate a tip.

What for?

We can't say.

For reasons I'd like to share,
but I can't.

Oh, so I show you mine,
but you don't show me yours?

Like when I had your team
streak through here.

You think this is funny?

Aceveda: We need to
fold your case into ours.

We're not even assigned
to Farmington.

Aceveda:
I've spoken to your captain.

We need to grab
your porn guy now.

I'll decoy as a social worker,
Trish is the crack mom.

As soon as the money's
exchanged,

we can use the guy
for our thing.

Whoa, slow down. You go in,
the real social worker walks.

She's arranging for kids
to sixty-nine each other,

for Christ's sake.

I don't like the wicked witch
flying away scot-free

any more than you do,

but believe me,
our thing is real.

I'm not working for her again.

You're already inside.

I'll just be helping
any way I can.

Fine.

[Phone rings]

Hello. Vic: Hey,

ready for your seminar?

Yeah. I just got my schedule.

You're still driving down,
right?

Ha. You kidding me?
How could I miss

"groundwater impact
on decomposition rate"?

Or maybe you'd be
more interested in

"rewards used to help motivate
a dog perform special tasks."

I got us adjoining rooms.
Ocean view.

And yours is under the name
Jackson Benjamin.

Ah, imaginative.

Should I wear a disguise?

Yeah, you laugh, but a lot
of my colleagues are there

and they know hunter.

Relax. I don't plan
on leaving the room much.

[Baby crying]

Neil o'brien's missing?

That's right. Looks like
the Armenians paid him a visit.

Jesus. You sure it wasn't
just an angry maid?

Turkish cigarettes. You can only
get these in little Armenia.

I thought your people had
o'brien under surveillance 24/7.

Last night, someone logged
into our system

with security clearance
from an agent

who retired five months ago.
He pulled surveil off o'brien.

So we thinking he was snatched?

Unless he smelled trouble
and ducked out somehow.

There's no blood.
Car's not in the garage.

Aceveda:
In any case, the Armenians

have someone inside treasury.

Half the roc is former kgb
with deep us. Ties.

The Armenians work
with the Russians.

They got vodka buddies,
very high places.

How do we handle this?

It's been your case
from the start.

Until I find this leak,
it's best if it stays local.

I'll let you know
if I find anything on my end.

Bring in Vic. He's dealt with
the Armenians more than anyone.

As a resource, right?

I'm still running this.

Yes, Dutch. You're in charge.

Okay, durwin gethers.
Grew up in south gate.

In and out of custody
since he was 16.

Anything else
I need to know about this guy?

Hey, I'm just a crack ho today.

I can't tell you how long
it's been

since I've been undercover.

Back in those days, there were
hardly any women on the job

let alone a black one.
Bad guys never saw me coming.

You'll be fine.

Just like riding a bike.

I've been a social worker
for 15 years.

Hated it for the last 10.

My ex-husband gambled away
our savings

so I earn on the side
from the crackheads

who I can't help anyway,
even if I wanted to.

And you've been one of my cases
for the last 10 months.

You'll be fine.

If I could take back
what you went through...

You can't.

I'd take it on myself.

We're cops.

Shit happens.

Is everything all right?

No. I, um...

Hunter was mugged. He's hurt.

Is he at the hospital?

He's at home.

Are the police there?
No, he, uh... he called me.

He didn't report it?
What happened?

I'm going home to find out,
but I have to cancel San Diego.

I gotta go. I'll call you.

Hey, Julien.

That wagon was jacked
from a school two blocks away.

Customs reported
11 cases of Glen Callan scotch

stolen from a freight container
in San Pedro last week.

Yeah, but there were only seven
in the wagon.

That means there's still four
unaccounted for.

Hey, you guys busy?

Julien: A little. What's up?

Uh, got a mugging incident
needs checking out.

What happened?

This guy got injured,
but he didn't report it.

If you guys got an opening,
maybe you can go over there,

see what happened?
Who's the victim?

Um,

boyfriend of Lauren Riley.

She's, uh, the dog handler,

helped us with the meth-lab
case.

She's a friend.

We can try.

All right, here's the address.
Thanks.

Sure.

Vic, our main suspect in the
Armenian money-train robbery,

Neil o'brien, just disappeared
from his apartment.

Huh?

We alerted airport security.
Posted unis at train stations.

Any help you could provide...

Well, if the Armenian might
got to him,

he won't be walking out of town.

Talked to his landlord.

Neil has a taste
for Mexican hookers.

What is it about Irish guys
and Latin tail?

Aceveda said I could
use your team.

Well, I sort of got my hands
full with this other thing.

Which is what, by the way?

Heh. Uh, can't talk about it,
but, uh, nice try.

In any case,
captain's pulling you off it

to see if you can help
with anything on o'brien.

I'll canvass his neighbors,

check the bar where he, uh,
said he found the marked money.

I'll check out the dick dolls,
see what the street knows.

Anything you find, run it by me.

Oh, sure, Dutch boy.

Let's connect after you get back
from the smogjumper.

Talk to you later. Yeah.

Shane:
They're hiding it from you.

Lem: What do you mean? Why?
Shane: To protect you.

All right, so, what's up?

We got a problem.

That Irish hump we dropped the
money off on has gone missing.

The Armenians are on his tail.

Jesus, how'd they find out
about him?

A leak in treasury.

Lem:
They get him, they'll kill him.

Well, they can't trace him
back to us.

If o'brien's dead, the feds will
plant themselves here.

Keep digging.

If he's a fugitive,

then they'll keep busy until
this case collects dust.

What about the fact
that the guy's innocent?

The guy's an asshole with a rap
sheet as long as your sad face.

What, tavon wasn't enough
for you?

Jesus Christ. Cut the shit.

Quit. Look, you don't want
this thing to blow up,

you better keep your head.

Lem's right.

We dropped the money off
on o'brien to divert the feds.

Not to set him up
for an Armenian hit.

Lem: What are we supposed to do?

Get to him before
the feet-choppers do.

Get his ass on
a greyhound to akron.

There's no Armenian
powerbase there.

God.

Get your ass in the Van.

Start checking the screw shacks
in byz lats turf.

We'll talk to diagur.

See if his girlfriends
are spreading for a gringo.

Yeah. Yeah. Go.

Vic: Diagur.

Who'd you lose, man?

My cousin aramis in chino, man.
Some Armenian

chopped off his fingers
and stabbed him in the neck.

You know why?

No, man, we ain't got no beef
with no Armenians.

You think it's about the marked
cash the feds found on us?

Could be.

Armenians got a guy inside
treasury

feeding them intel
about the marked bills.

Man, those cats
do some sick shit.

This guy right here? Number one
on their most-wanted list.

Name's Neil o'brien.

We think he's behind
the robbery.

I gotta find him, prove it,

stop the Armenians from finding
the next pair of size 10s.

What do you need, then?

Well, he's a gambler, he likes
to hit cheap Mexican ass.

Well, if he's in the hood,
we'll find him.

He hangs at smogjumpers.

Have one of your boys camp out
on a stool there,

call us if he shows.

You're lucky we needed
a favor, Felicia,

because throwing your ass
in prison was my first choice.

I understand.

You wave. Keep your mouth shut.

[Doorbell rings]

What's up? Durwin.

You and me need to talk
some business.

Who the hell are you?

Felicia's supervisor.

I don't know no Felicia.

Claudette: Who's that?

I'm also her business partner.

We split everything fifty-fifty.

You paid her $1200 last week

for that little movie star
she hooked you up with.

Can I come in?

[R & b music playing on stereo]

So, what's this business
you trying to speak on?

Felicia shorted me 300.

How's that my problem?

It's not.

Just as long as we can deal
directly with each other

from now on.

All right, whatever.

I need to find those two little
honeys she been looking into.

All right,
tell me what you need.

It's like I told Felicia,
they need to be dark-skinned,

no older than 11,
and ready to freak.

I got two girls, 8 and 10.

How much? Two thousand.

Mama's gotta get 500
off the top.

And these little breezies
gonna do whatever I say?

'Cause they gonna be getting
into some hard shit.

It's no problem.
Just tell me when you need them.

Hunter: I didn't file a report.

Why are you...?
I, uh... I mentioned it

to a couple of people
at the station.

Julien: Where were you attacked?

In the parking lot
of my restaurant.

He's a sous-chef at le malpeste.

I was going to my car,
and I... I got jumped.

They... they...
They wanted my money.

Dan NY: They? More than one?

Hunter: Three, I think.

Did you get a look at them?

No.

Were there any weapons?

No. They went for my watch.

That's when I started swinging.

Hunter.

Situations like this,

it's usually best to give them
what they're after.

You gave me this watch.

I wasn't gonna let them take it.

Came in a couple times a week.

Watch a game. Place a few bets.

Who'd he bet with?

I promise I'm not out to hassle
anybody for making book.

I just need to find him.
He's in danger.

Bookie's name is, uh...

Damn, he's got, like,
a dog's name.

Sparky? Scout?
Something like that.

I think he owns
a furniture store,

upholstery place, around here.

Faces I know. Names...

Okay.

If o'brien or the bookie
come in, give me a call.

Hey, um, any other cops come in?

Meet with or ask about o'brien?
Mackey?

Shaved head,
uh, redneck partner?

Don't think so.

Dutch: Okay.

All right, man, I hear you.
Thanks for the heads up.

Diagur found o'brien in a motel.

He's with a brown patch.

Well, let's go, then.
He also said that Dutch

is looking into us.

Dutch? Why?

I slipped up.

Mentioned the name of the bar,
smogjumpers, to him.

Dutch knows I shouldn't know
about that place.

Christ, Dutch is looking
into us.

Dutch would look into his mother

if he thought he could catch
a case.

He's got nothing.

Let's just get o'brien
out of town.

I can't do this alone.

[Speaks in Spanish]

[Whispers] Up. Up. Get up. Go.

Hey. Shit.

And wash your hands. What?

You just took a piss.
Wash your hands.

What? That's disgusting.

There's a lot of people
looking for you.

Looking to kill me.

I came home last night,
saw those Armenian freaks

turning over my place.

You gonna put me
in protective custody?

Not exactly. Sit down.

All right, look.
We're with special teams.

There's a leak in treasury
and our department.

That's how the Armenians
found you.

Holy shit.

And the fact of the matter is,
there's not a safe place

we can offer you in this state.

I got no dough to split.

And what about the money
you took from the Armenians?

I didn't do that. Right.

What about the money
that you found

in front of smogjumpers?

Feds froze most of it.

It's what I get for putting it
in a goddamn bank.

The other 16 grand I lost
on a sure thing.

Smart.

I got 3 large
on the Lakers tonight.

I make that, I can move.

You listen to the game
while you drive out of town.

My guy, Rex already has my bet.

Look, we'll front you
the travel money.

Lakers come through,
we'll make sure Rex wires you.

Where am I supposed to go?

Vic: Akron.

Where's that?

Where the kids at?

With my baby daddy.

They'll be here in a minute.
Where my money at?

When I see the kids.

Oh, that's a nice touch.

Real nice.

That's them over there.

Eight hundred
for the both of them.

Claudette: The deal was 5.

Trish: Man.
Durwin: Which is the youngest?

Tayquanna.
She the one on the left.

She ever suck a dick before?

I had a boyfriend.

They got about it
a couple times.

Hey, Vic. Followed up
on that mugging for you.

Danny:
Things didn't really add up.

Although the girlfriend's
buying the story.

She's fawning all over that guy
like he's some superhero.

Well, they've been together
for a while.

It's probably complicated.

Or not. Some women
just have a thing for assholes.

Any luck finding o'brien?

Uh, not yet.

Hey, um, a while back,

you asked me to keep Vic out
of the loop with the Armenians.

Why was that?

He was working on a quota
mandate.

I didn't wanna distract him
with anything gang-related. Why?

Just, you know, being nosey.

Sir, I need to talk to you.
Is he being cooperative?

Sir? Very.

Aceveda: Okay.

Sir, they just found a body

behind manzana groceria.

The feet are missing.

Okay.

[Chatter on police radio]

[Sighs]

Cigarette burns.

You think diagur bitched us out
to the Armenians?

He didn't know we were involved.

We were looking for o'brien.

And we kept asking
about the marked money.

Diagur leyva. Ran the byz lats.

Dutch:
Any luck with the hookers?

Well, me and my boys got laid.

[Snickers] But, uh, no o'brien.

Listen, uh, I gotta ask you,

how is it you knew the name
of the bar

when I didn't mention it
or you didn't read the report?

I, uh... I saw
o'brien's rap sheet.

Yeah, he'd been picked up
on a bunch of gambling stings.

Liked Mexican hookers.

There's only one place in town

you can do both and be white.

Right, smogjumpers.

Right.

You find anything there?

No.

I think you're gonna be very
happy with the final product.

Good. [Doorbell buzzes]

That's my babies.

All right.
Let's let the nasty begin.

[Doorbell buzzing]

You gonna let them in?

Not till I get paid, black.

Mama gotta get low.

[Sighs]

Look, I'm gonna give you
half now,

half when we finish.

I'm gonna let your homegirl
hold the cheese for safekeeping.

Police! Stay down!

You're under arrest.

Come on. Hell, no.

Hell, yeah.

Okay, let mommy
put the lid on first.

Matthew's not helping.

Matthew, put the, uh...

Put the napkins on the table
like I told you.

He threw the napkins
on the floor.

Hello. Hey, sweetheart.

How does chicken, roasted
potatoes and salad sound?

Perfect.

Did you get ice cream?

Oh, just chocolate
and strawberry.

Hey, little man.

Come here, you.

Come here, little man.
Let me give you a kiss. Mwah.

And one for you.

Cassidy, finish setting
the table, okay?

Matthew!

Okay, okay. Let me help you.

Take the napkin just like this.

Remember how I showed you?

How long will we
be staying here?

Well, uh, we'll see.

Kitchen still needs fixing.

There's gonna be painters
in the house

if you wanna change the color
of your room.

Hey, that's it.
That's the stuff, little man.

Very good.

Now you gotta put
the silverware on top of it.

Okay? Matth ew: Okay.

Ah, there she is.

You here on business
or pleasure?

Always pleasure to see you.

McCoy tyner
at the blues project.

That's a sold-out show.

These tickets are hot.

Sizzling.

[Laughs] No, stolen.

Oh, come on.

Would I take you to a show
with jacked tickets?

You're a fence.
Isn't that what you do?

Come on, blue. I have been
waiting for an hour to see you.

Did I say you could come in?

Okay, why you gotta step on
a brother's goodwill like that?

Come on, Taylor, I'm busy.

Look, we got a lot of paperwork

because some idiot crashed
while running stolen merch.

Hey, did somebody say stolen?
Did I hear stolen, huh?

Huh? Huh? How can I help?

Okay, we're looking for a guy
who's selling stolen scotch.

Glen Callan.

I don't know a lot of hood
joints that's pouring three-0.

However, there are a couple
of possibilities

that we can investigate.

Yeah. Look, I'd need
a police escort.

All right, I got a contractor
coming over to the house

to work up an estimate.

I need to know
what it's really gonna cost

so the insurance people
don't try to iowball us.

Thanks for tonight. It was nice.

What if one of the kids
got hurt?

That aerosol can could've
blown up in Matthew's face.

We got the new therapist
starting this week.

But you need to...
I need to what?

Matthew doesn't even think
he did anything wrong.

How can I reason with him?

Somehow.

I can't spend every second
with him.

You... you can't take him.

What are we supposed to do,

put him in a home?

You're serious.

No. I don't know.

We are not gonna put him away.

I don't want to.

Then don't bring it up again.

Megan has a shot
at a normal life.

Is this fair to her?
Of course not.

But that doesn't mean
we commit our son.

I am doing everything I can.

Well, then I'm gonna
have to step in.

Maybe you got me on an obscenity
beef. Or maybe you don't.

Because the constitution says
that titty, coochie,

and badonkadonk is erotic
expression.

So that shit is protected.

You're a pedophile, durwin,

and I don't have to tell you

what the life expectancy is
on the inside

when you mess with kids.

Someone has a chance to take out
a short eyes and doesn't

catches a shank in the back
themselves.

The mamas didn't have no problem
with their kids getting dirty.

Let's see how you get dirty
in prison. You ever suck a dick?

You cooperate, maybe we can file
on you in a way

that keeps you from
getting your throat cut.

Now, spookstreet's got
its fingers in a lot of pies.

What's happening with your boys?

Usual shit.

Can't help you

unless you got something unusual

there's primo.

He just got out of the pen

and he passing around bad checks
to get his pockets tight.

If he could've given us
anything else,

don't you think he would've
by now?

He's a foot soldier.

So we just swapped out a social
worker who tricks out kids

for a guy passing bad checks?
That sucks.

Let's see if this check kiter,
primo,

is any more plugged in
than he is.

All right, but do it fast.

Dutch: Captain.

Just got a call from
the bartender at smogjumpers.

Says a bookie was in the bar
collecting bets.

Apparently he needed the cash to
cover a large payout to o'brien.

O'brien's still alive.

Bookie owns a furniture shop
nearby. I'm tracking him.

Ask Vic.

I'm sure he knows
all the bookmakers.

I'll do that.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

I'm really sorry
about this weekend.

I was looking forward to it.
Maybe another time...

The week you're going
out of town

this guy gets mugged
by three guys he can't identify

and he manages
to fight them off?

Bet you didn't know you shacked
with the man of steel.

You sent those officers over
to see if he was lying.

He is lying.

He faked getting attacked?

Why is that such a stretch?
Because it's pathological.

So is saying that he'll slit
his throat if you leave him.

I mean, are you ever gonna
end it with this guy?

It's not that easy. It's not.

Aceveda: Hey, Vic.

Just a minute.

Aceveda: Did you find the
bookie Dutch was looking for?

I'm sorry, what?

O'brien's collecting on a bet.

Dutch is tracking down
the bookie.

He was gonna check with you.

Well, we must have
missed each other.

Who won the laker game?

La, by six.

Hey. The bookie, Rex,
where's his shop?

Uh, flores. Let's go.

What's up?

O'brien stayed in town
to collect his winnings.

Oh, what an asshole.

Dutch boy's onto him.
We gotta get to him first.

Danny: You ready?

Yeah.

Hey, captain okay your
extracurricular police work?

Yeah. No ot, but he said
he's buying the first round.

Hey, why are you still here?

They couldn't leave until they
boarded up their café.

Told them I'd stick around.

Any luck finding the driver?

No, not so far.

All right, man,
where are we going?

Only four joints
that serve top-shelf scotch.

And one of them,
the bling-bling room,

this hole hasn't served a legal
shot since the day it opened.

Okay, let's party.

Okay.

Detective wyms,
can I ask you about something?

What?

This couple back here

trying to ID the guy
who ran into their café...

I heard about them.
What do you need?

Well, Dutch said you're dating
a guy who's a contractor.

Their café needs a lot of work,
new windows.

So I was wondering if your
boyfriend might be able

to get the materials wholesale.

That would help them out a lot.

I'll ask around.

Glad to see
you're making the effort.

No effort, really.
They're good people.

Rex?

Oh, shit. No feet.

Oh, man.

Shit. Goddamn it.

Shane: Hey, Vic. Vic.

Oh, for Christ's sake.
It's o'brien.

Oh!

[Coughs]

They burned him and dunked him
in turpentine. Jesus.

How long you think
they tortured him?

He couldn't tell them anything
if he didn't know

what he was doing in the middle
of this. Goddamn!

Listen. Listen to me. Shit!

Dutch could be here any minute.

We gotta make o'brien disappear.

Lem: What?
He's gotta stay a fugitive.

If he's dead, Dutch, treasury,
they'll turn over every rock.

Eventually, we'll be under
one of them.

He's their prime suspect.

If he's alive and missing,
he stays that way.

All right. All right, so how...?
H-h-h-how do we get rid of him?

We need something close. Simple.

Okay.

Uh...

Lem: Goddamn it.

What?

I... I know where to do it.

So primo, you're fresh out.

Ten days. Long enough to get
the prison smell off of me.

What you been up to?

Getting my drink on, my poke on.

Keeping it g'd up
from the feet up.

Passing bad checks again?

Heh. No, dog. I paid my debt.

That is a major probation
violation.

You had three and a half
years left on your sentence

when you got paroled, right?

Time to pay in full.

I was just trying to get me some
ends so I can start fresh.

In an election year,
there's zero tolerance

for serial offenders.

But then, this check is yours
to rip up

if you give us something to make
us look good to our bosses.

In the joint, I heard about this
credit card ring.

Federal beef. A guy in a suit
will get all the love.

I got a line on this ése cat
flipping hot sprewells.

Give me something sexier.

My mom wants to see my picture
in the paper.

I know a ring of t-girls
out on Santa Monica

be rolling theirjohns.

Johns got it coming.
Nice try, primo.

I'm sorry, we can't do business.

Hold on. Ho... hold on.

What if I told you

the horde's pulling a job
tonight?

The horde is in town?

[Grunts] Oh, god.

Ronnie, make sure his feet
aren't in there.

Shit. All right, I got it.
Oh, shit.

[Grunts]

They're not here.

They must've taken them
as trophies. Let's go.

Let's get him in the couch,
quick.

One, two, three.

I got it.

One, two, three.

Okay, you ready? Yeah.

[Coughs]

Shane: Goddamn it.

Primo gave it up.

The horde's going after the la.
Motor club on treadwell.

Holiday weekend.
Probably flush with cash.

Make sure the place is empty.
I'm on it.

The horde's involved? They can
get pretty violent, right?

Aceveda:
I'm seeing if SWAT's available.

Why don't you pull in
the strike team too.

Aren't they working o'brien
with you?

Haven't been able
to turn up this bookie either.

I'm working my own lead,
they're all yours.

Heads up, heads up.

[All grunt] [Phone rings]

Okay, hold it. Hold it.

Yeah.

When?

Okay, we'll be there
in 10 minutes.

What? That robbery's going down.

Aceveda wants us
at the takedown.

What, now? Yeah.

Okay.

Park the Van
in front of your place.

People are used to seeing it,
they know it belongs to a cop.

No one will screw with it.
Yeah, okay.

Okay, we'll grab the... the gear,

pick you up at your place
on the way to the takedown.

We'll drop the body off late
tonight when things quiet down.

Let's go.
Okay. All right, let's do it.

That was quick.

Yeah. Mr. Bling-bling
was very cooperative

when we discovered only two
bottles that weren't stolen.

When I'm right, I'm all right.

Told him we wouldn't look
into his supply room

if he gave up the name
of the guy

who sold him the scotch.

We'll pick him up.

Vic: Four inside.

Driver's still in the Van.

Hold until they come out.

Officer [on walkie-talkie]:
Roger that.

No idea that they're about
to go to jail for a long time.

Think it's our turn someday?
You think we'll see it coming?

It's time we turned our cash
over to the real-estate guy.

You know,
stop worrying about it.

Yeah.

I'll get it in motion.

They're coming out.
Everybody move.

Agh!

Welcome to Hollywood, asshole.

Lay down, lie down, lie down.

[Indistinct chatter]

Get your weapons down!
Get on your knees right now!

Put your weapons on the ground,
put your hands on your head!

Officer: Drop it!
Vic: Hands on your head!

Down on your knees!

Lem: Down on your knees!
Ronnie: Get on your knees!

Hands on your head!

You, drop the gun!

You, goddamn it,
put your hands up!

Lem: Drop it.

Vic: Get down, right now!

They'll assume spookstreet
gave them up.

The agc operation
wasn't compromised,

keeps a dozen big cases viable.

Excellent work.

I'm just part of the team.

We're heading out.

Thanks for the help.

Would have liked
that social worker, but...

We'll stay on her.
Make sure she's out of business.

You have my word.

Not a bad bust.

Not bad at all.

Like riding a bicycle, huh?

Little stiff, but at least
I didn't fall off.

No, of course you didn't.

[Door buzzes] See you.

This isn'tjust margos
calling the shots. He's in town.

He's got a thing for feet, and
he's taking them off himself.

Aceveda: They get o'brien?
Luck of the Irish.

He slipped away again.

The Armenian might's
out of control.

I don't know who amped up
these psychos,

but killing diagur, this guy?

They ain't stopping
till they get their money back.

You think you can do something?

I make them, this margos creep,

my number-one priority.

You give me the word
to hit back hard,

I'll unravel them foot by foot.

I'll get Phillips to sign off
on it.

You know how hard
those people worked

to build that restaurant
that you crashed into?

You need to loosen up.

[Door buzzes]

Danny: Pretty soon we're
gonna have to deputize you.

So, uh, tell the truth, blue.

You had fun
clubbing with me, didn't you?

That was business.

Okay, better than
getting shot at.

Okay, so, what do you say next
time we, uh... we do it for real?

[Julien clears throat]

All right.
Uh, I see where it is.

You have my number
if you change your mind.

[Door closes]

[Sighs]

We might fool Dutch
and the feds,

but the Armenians
know the truth.

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