All language subtitles for The.Shield.S05E05.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Previously on the shield:

You're sick.

Dutch, I was here yesterday.

I'm here today.
I'll be here tomorrow.

Kavanaugh: Six months ago

we found this kilo
of pure heroin

in the glove compartment
of your car.

But you never logged it
into evidence.

Lem got picked up by iad.
Got him wearing a wire.

Councilman,
a moment of your time.

Aceveda: He came by the office.

You didn't have regular
sit-down meetings with him?

He's trying to figure out

which uniform you're wearing.

It sure as hell isn't mackey's.

Kavanaugh's gonna get
emolia to give you up.

You're not safe here anymore.

We gotta go. We gotta move you.
Why?

What happened?
We got possible leaks.

You said Vic wouldn't find out.

Vic, what the hell?

You didn't return
any of my calls.

Kavanaugh.
What did you tell him?

That I saw your guy
take the heroin.

That's it.

Six months
you could have warned me.

One of my men, maybe all of us

are going to jail
because of you.

I found you once,
I can do it again.

Hey.

Oh, Jesus. It's you.

What are you doing here?

I had no idea
that Vic knew about

you giving up one of his guys.

That's my fault.
I made a mistake. I'm sorry.

But now I can make sure
that you and sebastio are safe.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

I gotta get him to school now.

You-you need anything?

You want anything?
No, I'm good. Thanks.

Can your guy take me back now?

Sure he can. Sure.

You know that you may
have to testify

against Vic and his guys
in court.

That's part of
the deal you signed.

You know that, right?

No. Not with them there.

Yeah. I'm sorry,
it's part of the conditions.

No, you never said that.

Just get him to admit stuff,
that's all.

But you haven't got him
to admit anything, emolia.

[Speaking in Spanish]

I don't wanna do this no more.

He's been good to me.

I don't want your money.

Please, take it.

Scott.

Scott.

Yeah?

Double up security,
take her home.

Other than
the kid going to school,

no one comes, no on goes,
no one calls. All right?

Christ.

See you next time, dad.

I can't wait, sweetie.

Jump in. Buckle up.

Love you.

Mi amor.

I can't believe
how much homework kids get.

Yeah, I know. Sixth grade.

Jesus Christ.

Watch her.

Crazy bitch, get off him.

Hey, stop.

Help the driver.
Help the driver.

Get off.

Oh, god.

Get on top of her.

Shit. Jesus.

Sir, you're okay. Don't move.
It's okay. Just calm down, sir.

We're gonna get some help,
all right?

We're gonna help you,
no problem.

Just calm down.

Nice work, man.

Where's cass?

Uh, nurses' lounge.

She thought it was cool.

Been hanging around you
too much.

Hey, this was your world
this time, not mine.

Yeah, speaking of your world,

is there anything I need to know
about that special work thing?

No, everything's okay
with that now.

Man: Corrine, good.

This is Dr. Lesser, runs our er.
Wanted to talk to you.

Vic mackey. What about?

The girl who just died.

Yeah, our officer said
they found her

strolling down the 110 freeway.

Nothing new.

She's a total nut job,
schizophrenic.

But I found these meds on her.

Brother says she's been
taking them for the last month.

French label. No doctor.
Bad scrips?

What's on the label,
what's inside,

two very different things.

This shit's killed five people
in three months.

Thought you guys would've made
a dent in this by now.

We've been on this? Yeah.

Filled out a complaint
with your captain last month.

Who do I need to bitch to?

Let me do the bitching for you.

Where did your sister
get her meds?

The drugs were supposed to stop
the psychotic breaks.

Where did you get them?

Just, you know, the drugstore.

What kind of drugstore
fills a bottle

without a doctor's name?

Could you give us a minute?

You be gentle.
His sisterjust died.

I'm oozing gentle.

Sis was screaming about devils
before she died.

I hope she wasn't talking
about you feeding her bad meds.

I-I didn't know they were bad.

Then tell me where you got them.

And don't tell me rite aid.

Clinica esquina.

The guy who runs it helps locals
with affordable prescriptions.

Black market blue cross.

Better than nothing at all.

Kavanaugh's gotta know

we were on to Lem's wire.

Now he's tracking down emolia.

Why hasn't he arrested Lem yet?

This guy doesn't follow
a script.

We can't assume anything.

You think you convinced emolia?

At the time.

But I'm sure
kavanaugh's inside her head.

Who knows where she's at now.

So the next move is...?

Get a note to Lem.
Keep him up to date.

Everything else,
business as usual.

Man: Hey, easy with that.

Hey, billings.

You remember a doc
over at mission cross

filing a bad scrip complaint?

Yeah, sort of.

The body count's
sort of piling up.

The hospital board's
about to bring in feds.

It's gonna make noise.

Shit. I just thought
it was some bogus Viagra.

Stone was gonna get
around to it, time permitting.

Five dead citizens, Phillips is
gonna be crawling up your ass.

All right, look, it's drugs.
That's you guys.

Run with it.
Just keep me plugged in.

So Vic got to your cl, huh?

He is resourceful.

It won't happen again.

I can tap some justice contacts,

maybe we can get her
into witness protection.

She's protected. Thanks, though.

Yeah, well, they're on to you.

So when are you gonna arrest
lemansky?

You ever get one of those, like,
really bad feelings?

You can't explain it,
can't explain it at all,

but you can't
shake it off either.

I got one of those about you
and mackey.

And I think this investigation
is going off point

because you're too distracted
about those bad feelings.

I got emolia ready to testify

and one of his own men
on the edge of turning.

So if you are,
for whatever reason,

maybe... working on both sides
of the street here...

Well, I appreciate
the friendly heads-up.

But I know what side
of the street I'm on.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Check this out.

What's this?

This would be
one of my good feelings.

Lem: Remember Vic told us
about that clinic selling the scrips?

Most of the prescriptions came
from a French drug company,

they went bankrupt
two years ago.

Doc was right, pharmacology
is hit-and-miss.

Pretty much a loaded gun.

Tell billings we need a warrant
for this esquina clinic.

So what?

They probably already know
you've got Lem wired.

It's not just scumbags dying,
it's families.

They're sending him on another
one of those bullshit errands.

That way, he's out of earshot.

The threat out of sight,

they now feel comfortable
to share.

Vic: How's Lem feeling?

Shane:
He won't go to the doctor.

I think he's puking blood again.

Shit.

You bugged the clubhouse too?

Yeah.

Oig signed off on it.

I planted it last night in
the base of a softball trophy.

Did you know that they were
police league champs?

Make sure all our heads
are straight.

Yeah, okay.

Don't worry, I got
this whole thing sealed off.

[J'j'j']

Hey, that's sophisticated
machinery.

Dude, it's a vending machine.

You put money in,
shit comes out.

It's a gourmet quick-mealer,
asshole.

It ain't nothing without power.

Where are the goddamn outlets?

[Phone ringing]

Hey, this is Danny.
Leave a message.

I'll get back to you
as soon as I can. Thanks.

Billings: Sofer.

What happened to the outlets?

Oh, shit.

You were supposed to call
the electrician.

I'll chalk it up to hormones,

but you better get
down here and fix this.

[Sighs]

So how'd we do?

Some of it looks legit.

Fda seals, valid expiration.

But there's over a dozen boxes
that don't have seals.

No record of these
being logged in.

Lem: We'll run them against

the bad scrips at mission cross.

City council in the house.

How did aceveda
get here so quick?

You think this is the source
of the drugs?

What the hell is aceveda
doing there?

Billings: I should get back.

Keep me posted and so forth.

Bring out Dr. Feelgood.

Okay.

My office got a call,
I wanna make sure

everyone's getting
the care they need.

Well, it looks like half
their stock are bootleg meds.

I'm shutting it down.

Mission cross
has been overflowing

with bad scrip deaths.

We hear your clinic
is ground zero.

Our drugs aren't bad.

They're illegal.

Yeah, but they're not bad.

Look, I make a few deals,
cut some corners.

But it's not about the profit,

it's about helping
these people cope.

These are different than
the ones we got from the er.

Real labels. American.
Where did you get these?

Gruhani brothers.

Persian dudes,

run a small trucking company.

Got a contract with
pyren meryl pharmaceuticals,

distribute to east la.

Gruhani skims off
their shipments.

I buy at a third the price.

Take him. Come on.

You know, a lot of people can't
afford these drugs any other way.

I'm not looking to hurt
this place.

But I got black market scrips
poisoning the farm.

I gotta come down on everyone
until we figure it out.

Yeah, I know.

But the sooner we can get

this place up and running
again...

I'm working on it.

Someone I want you to meet.

Who?

Shane:
It's that lawyer chick, right?

Yeah.

You hitting that?

No. I hired that.

You hired a lawyer? Why?

Not me, us.

She's walking us through
this thing with Lem.

Collecting intel on the whole
suit-and-tie side of things.

You think we're gonna need
lawyers?

I just wanna be prepared.

It's a whole new playing field
we're on right now.

Holy shit. A lawyer?

Should I get my own?

Shane. Relax.

She's just advising. All of us.

Detective.

Counselor.

This is detective
Shane vendrell.

Hello.

Welcome aboard.

Some place private we can talk?

Sure. Let's go inside.

Hey, Ricky, park that for me?

Yeah, no problem.

This makes sense?

I think it does.

Right over here.

I was just getting Shane
up to speed on our arrangement.

The others too?

Lem's still wired,

so we have to
keep him in the dark for now.

Rebecca: How did you
find out about the wire?

We were hooping in the back
and I felt it on him.

We got him in here,
scribbled a few notes.

We found out it was iad.

So, uh, you have any luck?

I went digging.
The rabbit hole's deep.

The iad investigation was
initiated by captain rawlings

a little over six months ago.

Shane: Rawlings set us up?

I don't think it was
a search and destroy.

It was to prove
we weren't crooked.

Cover her ass.

Shit. She was trying to warn me,
I didn't listen.

When the chief's staff
saw it in play,

they took it in another
direction.

And what direction is that?

The way of politics.

This new chief wants
to move past

the stain of
the last five years.

The riots, lawsuits.

He sees the strike teams
as a failure of the old regime.

You're a high-profile
team leader.

Hanging you and your guys
puts a face on that failure.

Brass puts some distance
between then and now

it buys them their
public cleansing ritual.

Yeah, and we get screwed
by a history lesson.

What about kavanaugh?

Closed book.

All I found out
was he's way inside.

Looks like he reports directly
to the chief.

Vic: Goddamn it.

You need to shift perception.

Start piling up some wins
in bigger cases.

Make internal affairs look like
they're hurting the good guys.

Vic: Okay.

Shane: Yeah.

That's a huge help. Thanks.

Looks like I'm on board.
You know what that means?

You're gonna need a retainer.
How much?

I'm a one-gal shop.

I'll need at least
10 grand to get started.

If I strike early,

I might be able
to make a deal for Lem.

Vic: Deals are for the guilty.

Shit.

You need to know
the financial realities.

We're talking about
legal counsel for four.

That's a shitload of man-hours.

On cop's salaries,
you both have families.

We'll worry about that later.
No compromises.

We all get cleared,
we all keep our badges.

Nothing less.

Okay.

Look that over and call
if you have any questions.

I'll be in touch.

Vic: Thank you.

Shane: Thanks.

What's the matter?

Attorney-client privilege.

It's all inadmissible.

This quasi-pharmaceutical shit

caused an aneurysm
in your sister,

it stroked her out.

When we find out you knew
these drugs were illegal,

we're gonna arrest you
for manslaughter.

You get these from the clinic?

Clinic charged 45 bucks
for her prescriptions.

And that wasn't
cheap enough for you?

I knew they were Russian mob.

Had the same kind of drug.
Ten bucks a bottle.

I was afraid to tell you.

Where can we find these guys?

Operate out of a strip joint
on hensley.

That's Popovich's place.

Popovich stepped in for tretiak.
He's running the clan now.

Sounds like a guy
we should get to know.

Yeah.

Somebody trashed
the gruhani office.

Checked the homes.
Looks like they left in a hurry.

Both zal and babak are Mia.

Zal and babak? Heh.
Billings: Yo, Vic.

Vic: Hey.

[Vic chuckles]

Found these up your ass. Heh.

[All chuckle]

Man: Hey, close the door.

Is that pussy smiling at me?

Hey.

Oh, shit.

Come on, girls, you know
this is a patch-the-snatch zone.

Here's your pink slip, ladies.

Mikula Popovich.

[Laughs]

Vic:
I hear you're the czar to know.

Do you have warrant to be here?

Violation of pornography laws,
assaulting a police officer.

Probable cause.
Search and seizure, boys.

Ronnie: About a half a dozen
of these in the supply room.

Vic: Not much of a supply.
It's French label.

It's the same shit
we got from the er.

You selling hangover cures,
Popovich?

No.

I just like pussy.

Popovich: Dancing pussy.

[H ip-hop music playing]

Lem: Turn around.

Last time I saw you,

you said you were headed back
to saratov.

Mikula lets me strip,
better money.

Safer than being whore.

Heh. Congratulations
on your promotion.

Your boss is selling
bad prescriptions

out of this club.

Killing a lot
of innocent people.

I need to know where
he keeps his supply.

I just dance.

I know nothing about drugs
or gambling or anything.

How about I share with Popovich

how you ratted out tretiak?

Kaboom.

I know they have a garage
on Savannah.

Blackburn auto.

Well, that's a start.

Tough shit, white cop.
I tell you nothing.

You go shit yourself.

Nice touch.

You wanna wait up there?

No. Paramedics are here
if I don't make it.

Fear of gates? Border flashback?

Claudette:
Maybe he just likes a challenge.

He told us he got hit by a car.
Knocked him down the hill.

Witnesses saw it different.

[Speaks Spanish]

A neighbor saw him jump out
of a moving car. Red infiniti.

Gang retaliation?

Lots of scratches, no ink.

No, no.

[Speaks Spanish]

[Speaks Spanish]

[Grunts]

[Speaks Spanish]

He doesn't wanna go
to the hospital.

Forearm's gotta have a fracture.

No ins.

[Speaks Spanish]

[Claudette speaks Spanish]

We can't force him.
Dutch: We can.

Trespassing,
destruction of property.

You're under arrest.

Dutch: Take him. Make
sure he gets medical attention.

Fill him in, huh?

Okay.

People are gonna break
their necks on those wires.

Then tape them down.
People gotta eat.

Oh, shit.
Men's toilet's clogged.

Take care of that next.
Julien: Detective wyms.

Tina talked to hidalgo
down at mission cross.

Wants to tell the truth.
He jumped out

because he was scared.

Gave us a description
of the woman driving.

Black, 40s, heavyset.

Picked him up for day work
at the home depot on third.

Drove him out
to the Angeles crest.

Made him dig a hole.

[Claudette speaks Spanish]

[Speaks Spanish]

What?

She wanted him to Bury a body.

Julien: She must've
seen him getting skittish.

Said she threatened
to report him to the ins

if he didn't finish the job.

Tina: That's when he freaked
and jumped out of the car.

That's, uh, really good work.

Both of them.

Absolutely.

Right.

[Speaks Spanish]

Dutch: Wow.

H-How tall are you?

6'4".

She asked him
to make it this big?

[Speaks Spanish]

[Both speak Spanish]

Tina: Yeah.

She told him to make it longer.
Julien: Hey,

you guys done?

Yeah, you done?

Uh, yeah, sorry. Good job.

Shane: Clear.

Got nothing, man.
There's nothing.

Think the whore lied?

Vic: You mean the stripper.

[Person moans]

What the hell is that?

[Moaning persists]

Hey. Jesus, in here.

Vic: Holy shit.

Lem: Okay? You got it?

Who did this to you?
Shane: Hey, Vic.

Lem: Get him up, man.

[Man coughs]

He's zal gruhani,

it's one of the brothers
who owns the company.

Jesus Christ.
This is chemo medicine.

Do you have cancer?

[Wheezes] No. Why?

Popovich knew this French shit

was killing people, so...

[Coughs]

He wanted our supply,
take over our shipments.

I said no.

Then he throws me

in that hole for two weeks

and pumps this poison in me.

Until you change your mind.

Yeah.

Can't say you're not committed.

Where's your brother?

Babak runs our westside office.

[Ragged breathing]

But the Russians don't know him.

He's hiding at our mom's.

We hide the drugs

in her garage.

Lock it on that side.

So pick up the scrips
at the mother's?

Charge Popovich
with attempted 187.

Yeah.

Hang on.

Have a seat, Ivan.

Mikula.

Shane (on microphone ):
Yeah, whatever.

They're back.

Popovich: What is this room?

Vic: This is the room
of endless possibilities.

Away from
the department's cameras.

We have a business opportunity
we'd like to share.

Turn it down, it's a short walk
back to the cage.

Vic: We know about the
garage and your cancer research.

Popovich: Don't know garage.

Just manage club.
Shane: We know.

Dancing camel toe.

I can arrest you and your guys.

Squeeze one of 'em till
we find out where the drugs are.

But I'm all about diplomacy,

raising the iron curtain.

Popovich: So, um...

You're talking
maybe relationship.

Shane: Just like the way you
guys like to do things in Moscow.

Vic: You like to help out
folks who can't afford the, uh...

High cost of medicine.

We appreciate that.

Vic: We just wanna
make sure your product

doesn't kill anyone.

That's just bad business.

We'll trade you that French shit

you've been dealing

for all-American,
fda-approved shit.

We'll give you access
to the gruhani brothers' supply.

You give them 20 percent.

Why would gruhani agree to this?

Vic: If he doesn't,

we'll arrest him
and his brother.

They'll lose everything.

Popovich: What's in it for you?

We get bad drugs off the street.

[Vic chortles]

We also get 10 percent
off the top

for putting you
on the right track.

Ronnie: That's 70
percent in your pocket.

Easy half mil a year.

Shane: You say yes,

you walk out of here,
free and clear.

You say no, or try to burn us,

perestroika dies.

I can say yes

to this relationship.

Good.

You bring the bad French scrips
to the garage.

I'll get gruhani's brother,
babak,

to bring
what he's got in storage.

We're gonna need
a piece of our fee up front,

good-faith gesture,

$10,000.

[Shane laughs]
Vic: You get a better product,

we track down the bad drugs.

Everybody gets a win.

Huh?

Who says there is never
police around

when we need them?

[Popovich laughs]

Who says that?

[Laughs]

Yeah, who says?

Kavanaugh:
Faster than that, Leo.

Tell them it's for me.

What's going on?

I got mackey making a deal
with the Russians.

Hot prescription drugs.

You know anything about that?

They closed
a city-funded clinic today

for doling out
illegal prescriptions.

People were dying.

He didn't call you about it?

Talk to you about it in one of
his private conversations?

No.

Kavanaugh: Did you know our boy

has hired a lawyer
for him and his team?

Checked around,
it sounds like her.

Rebecca Doyle.

Yeah. You know her?

Met her a few times.

Well, it makes sense.

She knows how to protect
career criminals.

Shane: There's another brother

of a dune coon mother.

Fill our persian drug boy
in on the plan.

I'll... I'll wrangle the big man.

Yeah.

What's going on? Shane: Come on.

Sofer told me
you released Popovich.

I thought he was the one
pushing these bad meds.

He is. We don't know where
he keeps his supply.

We couldn't hold him
on the shit we found.

Well, Phillips drilled me
a new ass channel

for my lack
of community awareness.

This bullshit's gonna totally
ding me.

I'm working on something

that might cool
your anal burning.

I'll let you know.

There was two missing persons
over 6-foot-4,

guess who reported one.

Peaches pyman.

Reported a red infiniti
stolen this morning.

Puts Alex gardling
missing may, 2004.

6-foot-5.

A perfect peg
for a very large hole.

You found my car?

Yes, we did.

There something I gotta sign?

Claudette: Just need
to ask a few questions.

Anyone else have the keys,
peaches?

Not to the car.

My realtor has the house keys.

Just sold my house.

Moving out of state?

No. Just out of the 'hood.

Where were you
when the car was taken?

Sleeping in.

I run a sports bar.

Didn't get to bed till after 3.

Yeah, while we have you here,

we also need to ask about

that missing persons
report you filed.

On Alex?

That was over a year ago.

You'rejust following up
on that now?

Dutch: Alex your boyfriend?

He was.

He sent me an e-mail
a few months later.

I should have reported that,
I guess.

Claudette: So he's alive?

No, I don't think so.

He was terminal.

Some kind of blood disorder.

He didn't wanna
put me through that.

He moved to Panama.

Wanted to die
in his boyhood home.

So he e-mailed me to apologize

and say goodbye.

Had the techs plant cameras
and Mikes in the garage.

Gives us a 360-degree view
of the whole space.

Front row seats to mackey's
drug swap and cash infusion.

Hey, he's on.

Vic: How's our cancer victim?

He's doing okay.

He's real worried
about his brother.

Well, he should be.

Vic: How's your gut?

Lem: Oh, it's the same, I guess.

You should stay home tonight,
take it easy.

We can take care of things.

Okay. Um, you hear anything else
about that other thing?

No. We're gonna give
our guy a call.

See if there's any movement.

All right, man. Thanks.

[Cell phone rings]

Officer: Yeah, yeah.

We're in a holding pattern.

Yeah? Vic: Hey.

Our cl's

giving us the, uh, 20
on those bad scrips.

Thought you might
wanna be there,

spin it that aceveda way.

I'll give a call.
You bring the cameras.

Officer:
Yeah, I understand. Right.

Aceveda: It was mackey.

He wants to turn picking up the
bad drugs into a media event.

Kavanaugh: After he makes the
trade and takes the payoff in private.

Steals his cake and eats it too.

Look, I got a district
to take care of.

You don't mind sticking around,
do you, councilman?

Why?

Help me get rid
of that bad feeling I got.

You know, prednisone's
pretty toxic stuff.

Hi, drew.

You looked in my desk?

Your drawer was open.
I glanced over.

[Scoffs] Oh, unbelievable.

Why don't you talk to me
about this? I just wanna help.

It's not about what you want.

Woman: What's going on here?
Who are you?

I live here. Shonda cromwell.

Well, we got a warrant
to search the house.

Oh, my god.

What did peaches do?

Julien: Detectives.

Claudette: What is it?

You're not gonna believe this.

Dutch:
Is that a...? Is that a body?

Tina: Damn.

He must've pissed somebody off.

Yeah. Or maybe he was caught

rifling through their drawers.

Or maybe his dying wish
was "dry clean only."

You, um, recognize this guy?

Breaking up is hard to do.

Dutch: We found him that way.

In your garage. Oh, my lord.

[Gasps]

Oh, no, no, no.

[Sobs]

Alex, baby.

[Sobs]

Oh, no.

[Sobs]

No, no.

No.

[Sobs]

No.

That's not the response
of a woman

who just tried to Bury a guy
in the woods.

No, it isn't.

Sit down. Someone will get
your statement in a minute.

What's that about?
When you gotta go, you gotta go?

Hey, I checked out that e-mail

that peaches said
came from Panama.

Turns out our it guy says
it came from an Internet cafe

in Burbank.
Long way from the canal.

No kidding. Heh. Thanks.

Nice catch on that infiniti
by the way.

Oh, sure thing. Oh, god.

Man: What happened?

Danny, you all right?
Danny: Oh, shit.

Julien: You okay?

No. It's just stupid.

Shane: She ran into the pole.

Just help me up, okay?

Dutch: I'm... I'm sorry.

Are you sure you're okay?

Mmm.

[Sobs]

No, I'm fine.

Just...

[Chuckles]

Who put the goddamn pole there?

I got it.

Dutch:
I was... I was walking this way.

[Toilet flushes]

How's the head?

I just gave Tina a whole lecture

on "never let them see you cry

then I go and give them a ticket

to my emotional breakdown.

Christ.

When I was pregnant
with my first,

I trashed the aisle
at the ralphs,

'cause I couldn't decide
which disposable diaper to buy.

[Laughs]

I just don't... I don't...

I don't know
what I'm doing here.

None of us do, sweetheart.

They all need to mind
their own damn business.

You just worry about
what's in here.

Let the rest of us
Wade through the sewer.

[Rock music playing over wire]

[The 22-20's "devil in me"
playing over stereo]

J'and I see j'

j'and I know j'

j' get the devil j'

j' outside of me j'

so how you gonna handle it if he
makes the deal with the Russian?

You gonna just go in,
or wait till you have more?

Gonna use the shock and awe
to our advantage.

Take 'em into custody,
separate 'em.

Full court press.

One of them will turn
on the others.

J' 'cause I hate the world j'

Lem: See you later.

Good luck tonight.

J' I'm gonna lead the word j'

j' the word he gave to me j'

j' what he gave to me j'

j' what he gave to me j'

[rock music playing over wire]

Hidalgo was afraid
of being deported.

I told him wee weren't
gonna do that.

Claudette: What else?

Said sometimes people who
cooperate get their green cards.

No wonder he was
so happy to help.

It's true.

Well, yeah, if you, like,
help bring down a cartel.

But it worked.
He's been cooperating, right?

He ID'd the first black woman
you put in front of him.

Now the witness is an illegal
coerced into a statement

by a false promise
of citizenship.

Shit.

It seemed like
the right thing to do.

It wasn't.

It'll be okay.

Dutch man's got a plan.

Ah, sorry to keep you waiting.

Oh, it's okay.

Is that pregnant cop all right?

Ah, she'll be fine.

It's a crazy day.

God, no kidding.

Jeez, and with peaches
killing Alex like that.

I just can't believe it.

Dutch: Well, no one can.

What do you mean?

We mean, peaches
didn't kill Alex.

She loved him.

You killed Alex.

And you a crazy bitch
'cause I ain't killed no one.

Then why did you send this man
to dig a grave

in the Angeles crest
this morning?

Dutch: What's the
going rate for day workers?

Claudette: You also
work two blocks from the café

you e-mailed
his dead John letter from.

So peaches would stop iookin'.

And your shrink-wrapping
preserved Alex so well

we've got your DNA all over him.

You were trying to move the body

before peaches sold the house.

Oh. Shit.

First rule of hole digging:

If you're standing in the hole,
stop digging.

So tell us the truth.

One crazy bitch to another.

[Sighs]

All right.

Look. He was with peaches.

But then he came on to me.

It's understandable.

We started havin' some fun.

But then he falls all
in love with me and shit.

Wants to tell her everything.

Peaches own the house,

she would have kicked
my ass out.

He wasn't worth all that.

Dutch: What happened?

Shon da: We had sex.

Started fightin' about peaches.

I keep a bat 'side my bed.

Shit just happened.

Up against the truck.

Don't you trust us?

Vic: Sure. What
makes you think I don't?

Oh, ch-ch, ch-ch, ch-ch, ch.

When do we see the drugs?

Don't you trust us?

[Both chuckling]

Shane: Hey, Vic.

Old French Zocor.

I think I arrested him once.

Russian: That's all of
it. Everything we have.

Good.

Open it up. Let's get
the real meds in here.

We ready?

Go on my call.

[Reverse signal beeping]

Vic: Babak...

Meet your new boss.

I want to see merchandise.

Got just what
the doctor ordered.

Show him.

Yes.

You got that tingling
feeling like I do?

[Grunts]

We got it right here.

Here's our good faith.

The 10,000.

Come on, you deserve it.

Just take it.

Yes.

[Chuckles]

That's bullshit.

He almost kill my brother.

He poison him and then
he take our business.

Aceveda: What's he doing?
Where'd the gun come from?

Let it go.

Hey. Hey.

You son of a bitch.

Go ahead. I don't give a shit.

Can't let him walk out of here.

He'll give us all away.

[Panting]

What the hell?

You take care of it.

No. He's your problem.

He's our problem.

Man, come on.
There's gotta be another way.

No other way.
You want relationship, huh?

Just not in the face.

Go in. Go in.

We're a go.

Vic. Vic!

[Crash]

Officer 1: Freeze! Freeze!

Officer 2: On the ground.

Officer 3: Let's go.

Officer 4: All right. All right.

Officer 2: Let me see 'em.

[Groans]

Officer 3: Don't move.

Officer 1:
Secure. All clear here.

Officer 4: Sir. All
suspects are accounted for.

Vic, what the hell is going on?

Vic: lad just shit
all over our sting.

Who's this? Who's this?

Detective baham.

There were blanks in the guns.

Aceveda: What are you running?

We were trying to establish

a relationship
with the Russians.

Knew Popovich wouldn't let

the persian threat
get out alive.

Killing the competition

would have been
the blood tie that binds.

Prescription drugs
is just the tip of the iceberg.

This shitbag's got ties
back to the kremlin.

Would've been a huge win for us.

Vic: Did you think I was
makin' a deal with Russians?

That I'd actually kill someone?

Ha.

I don't know where you got
your intel, but it's wrong.

He ran the whole operation
by me this afternoon.

I guess iad will spin
any kind of fiction

to stain good cops bad.

Uncuff my men. You idiots
did enough damage for one night.

[Handcuffs clacking]

Book him for attempted murder
and illegal dancing pussy.

It won't topple the roc

but at least it'll make a dent
in the local machine.

[Chuckles]

Councilman.

Gannon come out of retirement?

Hey, if it ain't broke,
it ain't the barn.

Heard about iad.
That's bullshit.

Yeah. Typical.

How you feelin'?

Mm. A little better.

Thanks.

Uh, can I get you
something to eat?

I sort of lost my appetite.

Right.

Should we talk?

About what?

Well, maybe I can help.

Looks like the dad's
not in the picture.

Yeah, well,
the dad doesn't know.

I think it's better that way.

| just...

I don't think that he could
handle it right now.

I'm gonna do this on my own.

If you change your mind,

offer still stands.

All right.

Thanks.

I've got lupus.

I've had it for 15 years.

It's just been
flaring up lately.

Fifteen years?

Got my girls. James.

I've got family.

I just need you to be you.

[Southern rock music playing
over radio]

Little southern'll
comfort that belly.

I think I'll stick
with the pink.

Vic: I like the pink.

[Laughter]

Billings wants us to clean.

Make sure there's
no code violations.

Seems someone ratted him out
to the fire marshal.

Vic: Who would do
something like that?

[Laughter]

You know what we should do?

Should get rid of
this shit on the locker.

Looks a little too close
to this light.

Shane: No, not the trophy,
man. I went 3 for 4 to win that.

You were 0 for 5.
But who's countin'?

You know what? Screw it.
It's a cheap piece of shit.

You know what?

We'll just beat
iad again next year.

[Muffled sounds over speaker]

[Sighs]

Hey.

Hey, Dutch.

I just wanted to thank you.

You keep going
out of your way to help me,

and, well, I just really
appreciate it.

Oh, sure thing. Uh, anytime.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow?

Uh, night. Night.

Word is iad stepped
on a big sting

you guys were setting up
on the Russians.

They just keep hurtin'
the good guys.

Could've picked it up
on lemansky's wire, maybe.

Thought you guys were making
some kind of deal.

Possibility.

There's egg all over iad's face.

If this tipped kavanaugh
that you're onto the wire,

he's gonna be pissed.

I have Ronnie
sweep for bugs every day.

He found one in the clubhouse.

We knew it had to be kavanaugh.

So we spun it our way.
Just like you said.

Jesus Christ.

You knew the place was bugged
when you talked to me.

That conversation...

You used me too?

Any part of that is privileged.

No. You withheld information.

They can't... you lied.

No. It... it happened fast.

Look, I'm wingin' it here.

I'm sorry.

Any move he makes against us now

just seems like part of
an ongoing misguided vendetta.

I better prepare our next move.

Because kavanaugh
is going to arrest lemansky.

And he's gonna try to hurt you
by hurting him.

We'll be ready for that too.

Vic [over recording]: You know
what? We'll just beat iad again next year.

[Recording rewinds]

You want me to go
back to the barn?

Plant another one
some place else?

Ronnie: Billings wants
us to clean up in here.

Make sure there's no...
Don't bother.

Seems someone ratted him out...

You know, Farmington did
beat us in the semi-finals.

Could have been talking
about that.

Thanks, buzz.

You should get going.

Shane: Not the trophy,
man. I went 3 for 4 to win that.

Lem: You were 0 for
5. But who's countin'?

Shane: You know what?
Screw it. It's a cheap piece of shit.

Vic: You know what? We'll
just beat iad again next year.

[Screaming angrily]

[Screaming]

[Glass smashes]

[Screaming]

[Panting]

[J'j'j']