All language subtitles for The.Shield.S05E07.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Previously on the shield:

You ever suck a dick
like a cell bitch, cop man?

I'm just gonna tell
the whole courtroom

what went down with us.

Convince Juan
to miss his court date.

Took a 40-pound dumbbell
to the back of the head.

Vic: So aceveda meets with Juan.

And then Antwon, Antwon gets
the deal, Juan gets killed.

I get to notify you
that internal affairs

is investigating your former
strike team.

I'm representing
all four of these detectives.

Vic gave me some cash in a bag
a little while ago.

How much? Sixty-five thousand.

I've got lupus.
Had it for 15 years.

You guys have a Fatima gardner
sign in to see you this morning?

Her brother just reported her
missing.

Maybe she started looking
at you funny. So you killed her.

And reported her missing
so you look innocent.

No! Don't talk to me like that.

I'll talk to you any way
I goddamn please.

You can't arrest me
and you're not helping me.

I'll find her myself.

Uni says it's rape.
His own sister?

Claudette: It's not Fatima.
Dutch: Recognize the haircut?

It looks like I got under
kleavon's skin after all.

Umpire: Two outs. One
for division 6, Farmington 5.

Lem. One to tie,
two to win it, baby.

Shane: Put the bat on that ball.

This guy's pitch is as bad
as his arrest record.

Let's go, butt-head.

Lem: Lay it in there, baby.

I got the next one.
It's all right.

Vic:
Shake it off, Lem. Let's go.

Man 1: Come on, man.
Man 2: Move. Easy.

Man 3: Batter, batter.
Vic: Big swing, big swing.

Man 4: Take me home.
Man 5: Come on.

Man 4: Take me home, buddy.

Vic: This is it. This
is it. You go, Lem.

Eye on the ball.
Big swing. Big swing.

[Cheering, indistinct speech]

Vic: Go, go, go.
[Cheering continues]

You go, Shane.
Man 6: Come on, baby. Come on.

Man 7: Let him go home.
Man 8: Let's go, Shane.

Man 9: Here you go, Shane.
Man 10: Watch it, hustle.

Down, down, down.

Safe!

Hey, there's no contact allowed.

This is c-plus league softball
for god's sake.

Oh, I tripped. That's bullshit.

You gotta call him out, Billy.
Vic: Relax. Calm down.

Bullshit. Cheap shot.

Hey, reyes,
you know what, you know,

you win some, you win some.

Hey, this ain't over.
Game's still tied 6-6.

Vic: Hey, hey, hey.
Shane: Back off, back off, man.

Man 11: Get back, get back.

Back off. Vic: Jesus Christ.

Put that away. What's wrong?
Lose the gun.

Put that down. Let's play again.

Olympic division calls,

you tell them to shove it
up their ass.

All right.

Actually, Paul reyes did
just call from olympic.

He still complaining about the
game?

That guy is a sore loser.

Let's tell him to shove it
up his ass times two.

Times two.

I think he wants your help
on a case.

Oh, sure. Tell him I'll get
right on it. [Laughter]

You know, reyes is heading up
that citywide task force.

Maybe you better
give him a call.

All right. Where's sofer?

She called in sick,
and I can't do herjob and mine.

Goddamn it, I knew that baby
was gonna screw me.

Gardocki. Got a minute?

No, he doesn't. I need him
for a special assignment.

I can get him freed up
for an hour. Who should I call?

Why don't you tickle your balls
on your own time?

I'll see you in my office.

Not until his lawyer gets down
here.

Tell her to hurry.

We'll do that.

I'm gonna feel him out, then
maybe spring Fatima's visit,

his missing death kit on him,
look for a crack.

I'm gonna go at him alone.
That's not your decision.

It was his the minute
he cut pauline wahler's hair

to look like mine.

Okay, okay, okay, good, good.
He knows how I operate.

Thinks he's got a bead on me.
Come at him from a new angle.

I'm gonna develop a game plan.
If you want me to jump in,

ask him if he wants you to turn
down the air conditioning.

It's a code.

Between San Antonio and here,

you've killed
at least eight women

including one last night.

Your sister's missing 24 hours.
We think you killed her too.

Let's start talking.

If you're looking for a rematch,
I left my cleats at the barn.

He left half his skin
on the dirt.

Unless it's post-game activity
you looking to finish?

No, you guys cheated us.
We'll get you next year.

Since when are you guys
good losers?

Since I got the news
my task force was expanding.

I was thinking of offering
your team the new slot.

I hear the barn's
a sinking ship.

We could've discussed this over
a couple beers just as easily.

I was going to after the game.
Didn't get the chance.

Figured we'd talk
over a couple bodies.

Give me a chance
to see you in action.

I don't know if you heard,

uh, iad's had a wild hair
up their ass about us.

I've tangled with those bastards
a couple times.

Just means you're getting shit
done well.

When this case is over,
we'll get those beers.

Hell, I'll even buy. Let's go.

How old?
Officer: She was 2, maybe 3.

House belongs to maurizio ochoa.

Dead woman is his girlfriend,
Jenny rayball, shot 15 times.

We've picked up ochoa before.
Deals meth.

Little girl's name was Violet.

Ochoa get popped once
for busting up his girl?

Couple times.
Broke herjaw six months ago.

Shane: That sounds
like the crank talking.

[Indistinct police radio speech]

Ah, let me guess.

He took his stash
with him on the way out.

Ochoa hooked up with a Mexican
cartel guy in chino.

Convinced him he had the chops
to handle the weight.

We been set up on ochoa
for three months.

Had our guy in place
to make the buy,

just waiting for the word.

Even if ochoa didn't do this,
his business did.

Could be a rival slanger.
He was shot 15 times.

It was personal.
We gotta track down ochoa.

Well, he sticks his head up,
we'll whack it.

We think he's sitting
on a hundred pounds of meth.

To sell.

Kavanaugh:
I looked into yourfinances.

You know what I found? Yeah.

Nothing unusual.

How did you manage to hide
your dirty money so well? Huh?

The only money that I get
is from my weekly paycheck.

You trying to tell me

that you never took
just a little bit off the side?

Becca:
Why don't you provide some proof

before you accuse him
of a crime?

Ronnie, you got any idea

where mackey came up
with $65,000 in cash?

Becca: Don't answer that.

Kavanaugh:
You said you wanted some proof.

I think you're bullshitting.

Vendrell, he's got money
he can't account for either.

Which means one of two things:

Either these guys,

they don't include you
in the bounty,

which should piss you off,

you're the one guy
who's bright enough

not to leave a trail.
Which one is it?

You just said
you checked my records

and you didn't find anything.

I don't keep track
of how the other guys

balance their checkbooks.

Hm. One lawyer for four guys.

Who's looking out
for your interest?

Because from what I've seen,
she seems to be more concerned

with steering the conversation
away from mackey.

Who hired her
in the first place?

She's not looking out for your
interests.

Becca: Let's go.

My client is cooperating. He's
willing to answer any questions.

If you have another one,
you let us know.

Come on, let's go. Ronnie.

Ronnie, you've been disciplined,
you've been careful,

but not them.

They're gonna screw this up.

They're gonna bring you down
for a mistake

that you were too smart to make.

That's it. Let's go.

We're gonna pick this up later,
okay?

[Car doors closing]

How'd it go with kavanaugh?

Asked me if I knew where you
came up with $65,000 cash.

Sixty-five? Exactly?
Ronnie: Yeah.

He's been going through
our financial records.

He said this in front of Becca?
Yeah.

What'd you do with your share
of the money train cash?

I gave it to corrine.
So she gave it up to kavanaugh.

What else could it be?
She wasn't calling you back.

Look, I'll get into it.
Well, tell me another way

he could've known the number.
That's gonna look great.

Your ex-wife on the stand

talking about dirty money we
stole from the mob.

She doesn't know how we got it,

and she's never testifying
against me in court.

Let's go find ochoa before he
dumps these drugs on the street.

[M1

[Hip-hop music playing
over stereo]

Yeah? We're looking
for maurizio ochoa.

What for? He won the lottery.

We're here to give him a check.

[Glass shattering]

Lem: Hey... hey, stop.
Shane: Damn it.

Come here. Lem: Stop.

Shane: Police, stop.

[Both grunting]

Face down like your little girl.

Just sorry I can't put
a bullet in your head.

Get up. Get up.

Claudette [over TV]:
Fatima came to us.

Brought us that.

Whose blood is that?
That's not my shirt.

She also let my partner
into your house.

He found a death kit.
Tape, gloves, a knife

to control your victims
before strangling, I presume.

Fatima would never
have come to you.

Well, maybe you found out
she visited us.

Or she got so nervous,
she showed her hand.

She's known for a while how you
hunt women.

If that girl had a problem
with me, she'd let me know it.

Where am I gonna find
Fatima's body?

Why you so sure there's a body?

You wanted to know
of any hits on a Fatima gardner?

Twenty-three hundred-dollar
mastercard purchase on western.

Sounds stolen
but whoever took it

may know what happened to her.

I can't leave here, can...?

We'll run it down,
get back to you.

So why did you follow Fatima
to la?

So she'd continue
to look out for you?

I thought it was because
those Texas cops

had you pegged
for those murders.

So you decided to swim
to safer waters.

They had the wrong guy,
just like you.

Those boys still living
Jim crow.

They see a proud black man,

they're gonna come up with a
reason to put his ass in jail.

Press him.

Then what about me?

I just gotta see a proud
black man behind bars too?

You're just like
them Texas cops.

Racist white folk.

Don't try to convince me
that you're sitting there

because I'm some kind
of uncle Tom.

No better than a house nigger

called up
to massa's room each night.

Okay. This guy's got a real need

for black women
to be subservient.

Last time you got in his face,
he lost it and killed a woman.

We've got him trapped here
so press him, hard.

Don't take his shit, just fling
it right back in his face.

He'll get angry,
lose his balance.

[Exhales]

I need some water.

Take him into interrogation,
twist him.

I'll be there in a minute.

When were you gonna tell me
about the $65,000?

I wasn't.

First you're being persecuted,

then you're a prime suspect
in a cop killing,

and now you're just a cop
on the take?

Sometimes things
crossed our path.

Drugs, money.

Sometimes we took a little
to use later

to help with intel
on the street.

Somejust ended up
in your pocket.

I gave it to my ex, actually.

[Sighs]

Looks like kavanaugh got to her.

I am trying to defend you.
Do you get that?

I let your guys answer
kavanaugh's questions

because I was told
there was nothing to hide.

If you really want me
to help you,

you better mend fences
with your ex and me.

We're not gonna have to worry
about her.

We need to find out
what side she's on.

Look, I got two autistic kids.

There's special schools,
there's doctors...

No, that's bullshit.

I'm not gonna use my kids
as an excuse. It's bullshit.

[Sniffs, sighs]

It was easy, all right?

No fuss, no victims.

I was clearing twice as many
cases as anyone here.

I worked my ass off, I knew
I was making a difference,

so I took some for me. Me.

City got their money's worth.
Trust me.

But that was then.

I'm not the same person now.
Why?

Because you got caught?

Because I wanna still be a cop.

Because I don't wanna be smeared

and pushed out of my job
by people who patted my back

every time I brought some
murdering rapist asshole in.

Because I can do better.

But if I'm gonna have
a second chance,

I'm gonna need your help
to get it.

Shane: You don't
shoot your lady 15 times

unless you want the bitch
extra dead.

Wasn't enough to break
Jenny's jaw,

send her to the hospital
last summer?

I lost it a few times
and messed her up.

But I never hurt Violet.

Reyes: You had 100 pounds
of Mexican weight to unload.

What's another
30 pounds of little girl?

You knew we'd rip the place
apart once we found 'em,

so you had a choice.

You move two bloody bodies
or you move the drugs.

A lot easier to hide
your meth stash.

Lot less messy too.

You shot your girlfriend 15 times,

you killed your daughter,

and then you pulled your product
down from the kitchen ceiling.

Wait, are you saying the drugs
aren't in the crawlspace?

That's what we're saying.

He stole them

and killed them both.
Shane: Who?

Ted someshit. Her ex.
He's the guy.

Someshit?

Why you so sure it was him?
He's a methhead.

And he never got over the fact
that his woman left him for me

while he was doing
a year and a half in folsom.

He just got out last month.

So he wasn't too happy when
he found out about the daughter?

She wasn't my kid. What?

Violet was his. Someshit's.

He didn't even know.
That's the way Jenny wanted it.

His name's not someshit.

Shusett.

Ted shusett.

Dutch: Me called.

Nothing on last night's Vic
we can use.

Not even a hair? He's that good.

He's such a perfectionist.

He killed extemporaneously
without leaving a trace.

Made the move from organized
killer to thrill killer

without missing a beat.

But he knows
it wasn't his best work.

Got impatient, he rushed it.

Probably on edge about leaving
trace evidence behind.

Hit that hard.

He screwed up.

Didn't take his time,
didn't plan it.

Knows he left himself exposed
by cutting the hair.

He said too much with that.
Gotta be kicking himself for it.

Hey, don't let up.

Have a great weekend, you guys.
See you later.

Now I know
why you won't return my calls.

Shouldn't you be at lamaze class
or something for your new baby?

That what kavanaugh told you?
Is it true? That pregnant cop.

She didn't tell me
I was the father.

But you're a candidate?

Well, you must be very proud.

So you told kavanaugh
about the money out of spite?

No. I gave you the money.

For our kids.
You get angry at me for a second

a-and you wanna send me to jail?

No, I didn't want that, okay?

He was looking
into our accounts.

We didn't declare that money.

You wanna put me in jail?
He's bluffing. He wants me.

What man puts the mother of his
children in this position?

What did you want me to do?
Nothing.

I wanted you to say nothing.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?
I didn't wanna hurt you.

I'm sorry.

[Car door opens]

Lem: Hey.
Ochoa's alibi checks out.

He was at a house party
in whittier.

Got a lead on shusett.

Apartment on Rowena. Good.

Listen, you guys should know

I told Becca about
some of our money skimming.

You did what?
I had to explain the 65 grand.

So you just confessed
for all of us?

She's our attorney.

We need to talk about that.
Vic: It's all privileged.

She has to know
how best to protect us.

Vendrell. Why don't you
come on up here, spin the wheel?

Bring Becca. I don't want her.

Hey, we can't take any chances.
Trust me.

Shane: Counselor.

[Moaning]

Vic: Get on the ground right
now. Get down! Don't move!

Shane: Hands up. Hands up.

Sorry to crash the party,
fellas.

Which one of you is Ted shusett?
He ain't here.

Who are you? Man: Billy Boyd.

That's my brother, Jimmy.

You know where he is?

He comes by at night
to crash lately.

Don't know what he does
in the sunlight.

He kills people.

Like his ex-girlfriend

and his kid, for example.

Here. You hear from him,
you call that number.

You don't, I'll have you
both arrested

for conspiracy in their murders.
[Moaning over TV]

You must be doing okay.

You bought a $600,000 house
in atwater six months ago.

How do you like the area?
We don't live there.

That's right.
Contractor said you gutted it.

Everything new from the ground
up.

Do you have a question,
lieutenant?

Actually, you pay as you go?

He gives your wife the bills
and she writes the checks.

And we save every goddamn
receipt,

every invoice,
every cashed check.

Everything is accounted for.
You wanna see 'em?

Already have.

I've seen everything.

As iad, you're only entitled
to look at department paystubs.

You need a subpoena
for any other financial history.

Every penny is accounted for,

except for the normal,
everyday expenses

of people living.

We scrape by. Wannajump in here?

Kavanaugh:
Getting help from anybody?

Your friends, your family,
your relatives?

You doing anything
to make extra cash?

Don't answer that. We're done.

Next time, submit your questions
in writing to my office.

Hey, I just wanna know where you
get the extra money from.

Come on, vendrell.

Now she's defending me
like we're guilty.

Why don't you just put it up
in big flashing neon lights?

I'm not the one with bags
of cash floating around.

And excuse me if I
step on his questions

to keep you out of jail.

This is about more than that.
It's about keeping our jobs.

It's about walking out of here
with our pensions,

our reputations.

Keeping us out of jail
is just one piece of the puzzle.

Until kavanaugh charges
somebody,

we just have to deflect.

Hope he reveals
more than he should.

Not me.

I'm sorry, darling, but you
don't represent me anymore.

Can you give us a
moment, please? Yeah.

All right,
what the hell happened up there?

Shane:
He's looking into my records.

What me and Mara bring home,
what we're paying for the house.

I thought that was covered.
It is. To the penny.

Problem is, there's nothing
left over and he knows it.

This isn't good. No shit.

All right, all right,
let's just take a deep breath.

Yeah, while we're still
breathing free air.

Vic, we got a shots-fired call

from the address
you guys just left.

All right. Lemansky.

I need to see you for a sec.

Vic: What happened?
Officer: Some kind of shootout.

Dead guy inside
is this guy's brother.

Vic: Who killed
Jimmy? Was it shusett?

No, saw them coming
up the stairs.

Knew some major stuff
was gonna go down.

So I went and got my gun.

By the time I found it,
Jimmy was all shot up.

Ronnie:
Did you see who killed him?

Some cholo dude.

Rolls with ochoa.

Guess ochoa was more broken up
than we thought about his lady.

Or he wanted his drugs back.

He killed my brother, man.

My street intel says someone's
trying to unload weight.

Mexican meth.

Shusett didn't go to ochoa's
to kill his ex.

He went to steal his drugs.

Those things flood the barrio,
forget it.

So let's find them first.

Better yet, let's buy 'em.

Who do we know who could buy
from shusett

without raising flags?

I got a dealer.
Street name's burnout.

He got popped with shusett once
for possession.

Vic: All right.
Reyes: I'll check with my guys.

Let me know if you find him.
Vic: Great.

Vic: My quota's a
little low this week.

Who wants to do the
bracelet dance? Back up.

We need you to buy some drugs
from your friend Ted shusett.

You guys got popped together
once.

Once a fellow fiend,
always a fellow fiend.

Partying don't make us tight.
Shane: Call him.

Tell him you're looking for
product. He'll listen.

Do I look like
a stupid nigger to you?

Why do you think we're talking?
Look, man, this is legit.

When he stole these drugs

shusett killed a 2-year-old
and her mother.

Tried to do it the easy way.

Okay, hold up, hold up, man.

Look, a call like that,
little girl dead, man,

streets gonna know
I'm the one giving it up.

That's pretty rough
on my reputation.

What's the going rate
for a reputation these days?

Twenty-five grand.

Get him out of here.
That's too much

for the department to authorize
on less than 24 hours notice.

City council could rubber-stamp
a reward, though.

See you guys inside, all right?
Man 1: See you inside.

Kavanaugh: Councilman,
glad I could catch you.

You got a minute?

I have a speech to give.

Yeah, this is really important
for the investigation.

You ever heard of a guy
named Antwon Mitchell?

You know I have.

Talked to lemansky.
Man 2: Hi, David.

And I don't wanna push
on Antwon Mitchell

until I heard
what you gotta say about it.

I don't know
what I can tell you.

How did mackey learn

that crowley
was working with justice?

What's this have to do
with Mitchell?

Humor me.

Well, I suspected it...
It was Gilroy.

Maybe it was you.

You set up crowley.

You tipped mackey.

Right, I'm also
the fifth beatle.

Mrs. Mackey reported that he
gave her 65 grand in cash.

What was your share?

Running a political campaign
gets really expensive, huh?

So is my time.
And now you're wasting it.

I'm just trying to figure out
how Antwon Mitchell

and a guy named Juan lozano
figure into all of this.

Lozano was the guy.

Wasn't that the kid
who assaulted you?

Yes.

Yes. He grabbed your gun?

You killed his buddy
during a robbery.

Tracked lozano down yourself.

That's a pretty impressive bust
for a desk jockey.

Then, later,
you visited him in county.

Yeah, well, he was planning
to appeal his case.

Hm.

I know that mackey and his guys
have some connection

with Antwon Mitchell,

and he was in the same cellblock

when lozano was found dead.

Something big going on here.

You, mackey,

Mitchell, lozano.

You wanna fill me in?

Waste your time
with these conspiracy theories

and you'll find yourself
even more lost than you are now.

Julien [over radio]: Clerk said it
was a black woman using the credit card.

He wasn't sure
if it was Fatima gardner.

Is anybody listening to me?
We've got a motel address...

What? Say... say again.

Terry's the guy
you're looking for.

I'm not talking to you.
Say again, Julien.

Julien: I said, we've
got a motel address

where the woman wanted purchases
delivered.

We're headed there now.

Okay, good. Copy.

You gotta find Terry, he's
the one who needs to be in here.

Shut up.

It's pretty sloppy work
you did last night,

killing that girl.

Not your usual work of art.

Why'd you cutoff her hair?
Why'd you cutoff yours?

Don't interrupt.
My questions, not yours.

You used to look
a lot different.

How long you been sick?

You're the one who's sick,
kleavon.

Please, girl, you're wobbling
more

than a squirrel
fell from a tree.

You may act like everything's
all right,

but your needle's
going back and forth.

Yeah. I hear your bones creaking

every time
you get out that chair.

Get in there. [Grunts]

Hey, what am I doing here?

One of the victims ld'd the guy
you sent to kill shusett,

get your crank back.

We can lure someshit out
if we make an offer to buy.

Problem is, we need
a 25-grand reward

for our conscientious dealer
first.

Why is this guy so important
you have to pay him?

'Cause he can guarantee
putting us in touch.

He knows someshit.

It's the fastest way we can
get our hands on this guy

and the suitcase full of crank.

All right,
how fast do you need it?

Guy stole over a hundred pounds.

He's holding a fire sale.

Only a matter of hours
before he finds a taker.

Or ochoa's guy finds him first.

Reyes: My boys put
a lot of hours into this.

Hate to see it slip away,

end up on the street
after all that.

I can authorize the reward,

but expediting it's
another question.

A 2-year-old girl was executed.

Two-year-old? Hell, I...
I'll give you some money.

That's okay, pal, we got it.

Let's go.

You didn't tell me
iad set up shop in the barn.

Yeah, well, this guy's
a special kind of asshole.

Aceveda:
Kavanaugh's case against you

is a hell of a lot stronger
than you think.

Since when
are you looking out for me?

He's holding back his trump card

until he can nail
all four of you.

Turns out he reports directly
to chief Johnson

and even the mayor's office
is involved.

This city is committed on
getting its PR win off you guys.

But, uh...

I could broker a deal.

Make sure the jail time's
knocked down

to one year for all of you.

No. Instead of the seven to 10

that you're looking at now.
No way.

All you need to do
is give kavanaugh

something on the others.

Something that will
give the city its win.

Give him Vic?

He's dragging you down.

And any of this all-for-one,
one-for-all pep talk

he's feeding you
is a bunch of bullshit.

[Sighs]

Fine, but you gotta
let me know soon.

Look, when are you gonna get it
through your head?

I don't want your help.
It's just one year.

Lem, one year for all of you.

Just one year for all the shit
you guys have done.

But if you're too stupid
to take it,

well, then the four of you
deserve everything you get.

[Door opens]

[Door slams]

Vic: Let me know when you see
him. Let him get in the apartment.

All right, copy. Stay sharp.

You didn't say
you was gonna be using my house.

Then I would've
charged you more.

25 grand was to lure him here.

I said nothing
about protecting you.

Man, shit.

Hold on, someone's coming.
[Rock music playing]

Hey, I think that's him.

Okay. Come on.

Okay, we're ready.

Yo, this guy's tweaking bigtime.

Ronnie: Where's he going?
Lem: Shit.

Vic, he's going
to the wrong door.

Does he have the drugs?

Lem: Maybe in his car,
but it's not on him now.

What is he doing? I can't
see past this goddamn fence.

He's arguing with the woman
next door.

Telling him he's got the wrong
place, but he's not leaving.

We need him and the drugs.

Ted: I wanna see this...
Goddamn it.

Shit. Hey, Vic, Vic, Vic,
reyes and his guy are moving.

We gotta go too. There's kids.

No, goddamn it. Stay put. Shit.

Ted: Listen.

Goddamn you.
Speak to me in English.

I'm supposed to meet
burnout here right now.

You understand me?
I wanna see burnout.

Chill out. Hey!

Let her go! Back! Back!
Officer: Get down here now.

Lem: Go! Let's go! Go, go, go!

Go! Get out of here! Get back.

Got a hostage.

Yeah, and a damn good
vantage point.

SWAT's rolling, 15 minutes out.

Ted: Back off!
You guys back off!

Shithead's on a Mexican high.

We don't have 15. No.

[Gunshots]

Ted: Hey, I want a
plane or I'll kill the bitch.

She's toast. Ted: I want a jet.

Let's pull back
and wait for SWAT.

Anyone got a better idea?
Ted: Lady, you stay over there.

Department lets you guys
carry c4?

Yeah, just finished
my weekend in the guard.

Never hurts to bring home
some supplies from the office.

Whenever you're ready.
You sure about this?

This woman's best shot
at getting out of there alive.

All right, let's do it.

[Cell phone rings,
Ted screaming indistinctly]

Vic: Yeah.
Lem: It's him at the window.

It's clear. Go now.

Vic: Okay. Ready.

Do it!

[Woman speaking Spanish]

[Ted coughing]

[Woman sobbing]

Shane: You okay? You okay?
Vic: Don't move!

Shane: Got him? Vic: Yeah.

Let's get out of here.

Don't move. Give me your hand.
Give it.

Ah. [Ted grunts]

You had the drugs. Why'd you
have to kill that little girl?

Wasn't me.

Drugs were stolen same time
Jenny and the kid were killed.

I got news for you.

That little girl,
the one you killed this morning.

She was your own blood.
You had a daughter, Ted.

Shane: You didn't
just kill an innocent child.

You murdered your own baby girl.

Reyes: Two and a half
years plus nine months.

That means you and the ex, what?

Christmastime, three years ago.

You do so much meth you forget

how to do a little arithmetic,
Ted?

Wouldn't kill my own girl.

Not if I knew.

[Sighs]

Hey, what was her name?

What was her name?!

It's good working with you.

Pretty crazy stunt,
blowing that wall.

Yeah. I talked to my captain.

This iad thing is really
pretty entrenched, so...

Means I'm getting
shit done, right? Yeah.

I would love to work with you
again. But the boss...

He won't have you
working for me, so...

You know what,

saves me giving him
the bad news.

Me and my guys, we talked about
it, we're happy where we are.

All right. All right, I'll
see you on the diamond, then.

Yeah.

Ronnie: Hey. Listen to this.

When I was talking to kavanaugh,

I noticed he was wearing
a wedding ring.

But he's been divorced like two
years. What's that about?

Huh. Maybe this gives us
something.

Lets us put our boot on his neck
for a change.

Julien: Police. Open up.

Give me the key.

Woman [over TV]: But
I keep trying to tell you...

[Indistinct speech]

Man: It's just the
way that you see it.

It's just not gonna work.

But think of the money,
we can't afford it.

I understand. Helen,
I understand...

[Speech continues indistinctly]

Miss gardner? Fatima?
You need to open up, ma'am.

[Fatima screaming]

Julien:
It's all right. It's okay.

No! No, please, no.

It's okay, ma'am. You're safe.

We're not here to hurt you.

[Sobbing]

Tina: It's okay.

We have him in custody.
You've nothing to worry about.

And what if
you can't arrest him again?

Now he knows I've talked to you.

He values his relationship
with you.

Fatima:
He was always our little prince.

A sweet, sensitive boy with
just me, my mom, and auntie.

We just wanted him to know
he was special.

Unfortunately, that resulted
in his narcissism.

So how do you wanna play this?

[Door closes]

We found Fatima.

Strangled. Dumped in an alley.

I'd say sorry, but this is the
way you wanted it, isn't it?

It's all you. Your signature.

[Exhales]

You're wrong.

Claudette: You killed her
like you did those other girls.

You're telling me you have
blackouts after you kill.

You don't remember it?

Tsk. No, this is you.

Your fault.

You should have found her
in time.

You didn't even try.

This was all you.

And now you sit here blubbering,

expecting mercy
from god's vengeance

when you didn't even give a damn

about those brothers
and sisters,

the mothers and fathers
of the girls you killed.

How many of them had to suffer
because you felt

you had the right to kill?

You didn't respect them, you
didn't even see them as people.

And now your own sister?
The one who took care of you.

[Spits]

Oh. Dutch: Jesus.

[Door closes]

[Both chuckle lightly]

He is not gonna break.

Well, he's cracking.

No, Dutch, he's not.

His, uh... his grief
over his sister's death

is fueling his rage.

It's just one more push.

I can't.

What? Don't pull out now.

[Sighs]

Dutch.

I can't do this.

Well, you have to do it.

There's no evidence.

You've accessed this guy better
than anyone else ever has.

That's why it has to be you,
now.

You're... you're...
You're so close.

I can't. Look at me.

[Sniffles]

[Sniffles]

You accused me of letting
you being sick get in the way.

Well, now you're letting it.

This guy is a killer
and I don't give a shit

how tired or weak
or pained you are.

If he walks today,
he's gonna come after Fatima

or you or some other woman.

So you get back in there
and you close him.

[Sniffles, sighs]

As your lawyer,
it's a mistake and a big one.

But you know I have to do it.

You can't change the past

and it only makes
the present harder.

I can't get a fresh start
unless I know she has one.

It's dangerous. It makes amends.

I'll deal with the danger later.

Haven't been here in years.

Young and poor,

we actually thought
this was fine dining, remember?

Corrine:
This doesn't feel too weird.

Listen, I...

You and the kids
can't get caught up with this.

Well, feels like it's too late.
No, it's not.

I want you to get a lawyer.

Make a deal that gets you
clear with kavanaugh.

And make sure he gets you
IRS immunity too.

But... answer all his questions.

From now on,
complete cooperation.

The whole truth. No matter
what it makes me look like.

I don't want anything
to happen to you.

Let me worry about me.

You just worry about our three.

What do I say about the money?

Well, when we needed it,
I came up with it.

I said I was gonna take
some overtime

to cover the expenses.

As far as you know,
that's what I did.

But that's not gonna go
with anything...

Let me worry about me.

[Sighs]

Menu hasn't changed.

Some things never do.

Maybe I should just give them
minor bullshit that won't stick.

Get us all out of it.
You gonna trust aceveda now?

Hey.

[Ronnie sighs]

Why are we having
this conversation without Vic?

'Cause Vic's listening
to his lawyer

more than he's listening to us.

I don't like her
representing all four of us.

I hate to say it,

but we all have
different levels of involvement.

They'll get Lem on possession,
me and Vic on tax evasion.

You're the only one clean
so far.

Hey, I'm in this with you.
And so is Vic.

But I don't like
this unified-lawyer front.

Kavanaugh cannot handle
four lawyers

poking holes in his case.

I say we all lawyer up,

get them to throw everything
they can at him.

Keep him off balance.

I mean, what are we waiting for?

Vic. [Shane scoffs]

The medical examiner
found the hair

of an African-American male

on last night's victim's body.

We're gonna need to draw some
blood and take hair samples.

I won't agree to that.
It's not your choice.

It's the court's.

It's real stupid of you.

You got so pissed at us
asking you questions

about Fatima's disappearance,
you finally got sloppy.

Went out there,
killed in a hurry.

All the other times,
your planning was just perfect.

Why?

You've sat here before.

What's different this time?

You had a fight with Fatima?

She confront you
about the other girls?

Is that why you finally killed
your own sister?

Or was it just me you couldn't
control?

I didn't kill her.

You must have known
what was happening.

Seen her loathing,
her disappointment.

When she came to see us,
she said it was all her fault.

She never came to you.

Said she should've
tried to stop you.

Is that what happened?
She tried to stop you?

You're bleeding.

[Door opens]

Let's get some ice. I'm fine.

Come with me.

No.

Fatima hated you.

Her own brother, a killer.

She loved me. And you loved her?

Bullshit.

You killed her over and over.

All those girls.

Texas, here,
and god knows where else.

They were all Fatima to you.

You needed her,
but you hated her

and you killed them until you
finally

got up the courage to kill her.
No.

Now with that hair we found
on that woman last night,

we've got you,
you son of a bitch.

I got you for her.

And the jury, if I got one,

will put
all the others on you too

including your sister. I didn't.

We have the evidence this time.
I could never...

You killed Fatima,

and the hair proves
you killed the woman last night.

She was nothing.
Those others were nothing.

Fatima...

[Voice breaking]
Fatima was my sister.

So the others, you killed them?

[Exhales]

Pauline wahler last night.

Mary Simpson. Lana Gregory.

They were just... things.

You could hardly call it
killing.

The ones in Texas. Them too.

But not Fatima.

Not her.

She was a person.

I didn't kill her.

Fatima?

You did this? You helped them
make me think you were dead?

Your soul's gonna burn, kleavon.

And until it does, I'll
visit you. You bitch!

You're never gonna see
mommy or auntie.

They're crying over what you've
done. What's wrong with you?!

Why did you tell them?
Julien: Move!

Someone get her out of here.
You traitor! I'm your blood!

What's wrong with you, kleavon?

Kleavon!
Put him in there to cool off.

Claudette!

Oh, my god!

Kavanaugh: Hey, hey.
Ronnie: Claudette.

Dutch: She's hurt.
Claudette? Are you all right?

Claudette? He pushed her.

No, no, she fainted.
She was out before she fell.

Claudette? She fell?

Kavanaugh: She bleeding?
Call the paramedics.

Her neck is...
Kavanaugh: Call an ambulance.

Dutch: Claudette?
Kavanaugh: Hurry. Hurry.

Who's going to hell now?

Hey, hey, hey, c-claudette?

Claudette?

Claudette?

[Siren wailing in distance]

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