All language subtitles for The.Shield.S05E10.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Julien:
Previously on the shield:

Julien: Sir, what's the problem?
[Crying] My click. Please.

You're caught in a rat trap.

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

Dutch:
Hey, claudette! Oh, my god!

Don't... don't move her.
Call the paramedics.

Why didn't you tell me

that Sadie has a history
of mental illness?

I made a life for myself.
You been missing me?

Ex-wife.

[Crying]
I wasn't worth taking care of

and now I'm...
I'm not worth shit. You...

I wanna go home.

At least we found his weak spot.

Shit, go.

Hey!

You. You're under arrest

for possession of heroin
with intent to distribute.

The price is simple. I help you
put away these fine young men,

you make sure you put them away
right here.

You sent Lem to lompoc.

It's you that's the real
murderer.

I had a conversation
with Antwon.

You're bluffing.
You don't have the stomach

to serve Lem up to Antwon.

I didn't used to.

[Crying, sniffling]

[Coughs]

[Toilet flushes]

[Tap water runs]

[Knock at door]

[Knocking persists]

Oh, shit.

Morning.

Lem: You gotta be kidding me.

Kavanaugh: Welcome home.

Kavanaugh:
You don't look so good.

Lem: I'm not talking to you.

Kavanaugh: It's a social call.

You're lucky, having a friend
like Mr. Hovis.

Smithland hovis? The good buddy
who posted your bail?

Smitty. It's funny.

He doesn't remember you
that well either.

Just get out, man.

You know, when I find out

how Vic and the other two
got that bail money,

they're gonna wish
that they had a friend

like your friend smitty.

[Hacks, coughs]

Jesus.

Is that blood? [Groans]

Do you need a doctor?

Just get the hell out!

Just get out!

[Groans] [Door closes]

Heard you had a rough week,
so I told Jon I'd stop by

and check in on you.

Sun will rise in the west

the day that man cares
whether I live or die.

Well, he did the same thing
for me with my ex.

Did more for her
than he did for me.

Sounds like you guys are close.

We've been spending a lot
of time together actually,

on account of the job.

But Jon's kind of tough
to figure out.

You know, iad cops are
a different kind of breed.

Consider yourself fortunate.

You didn't tell me.
Uh, you have kids?

Family wasn't
on Jon's to-do list.

Just as well. Easier to move on.
You want coffee?

Uh, water's fine.

So how does it work,
you and the ex?

Good and bad.

But I look out for her, make
sure she gets what she needs.

At least you guys
have a connection.

For better or worse.
You're not what I expected.

Truth is, I didn't have a clue
what sort of woman

Jon would have married.

Neither did he. Still doesn't.

Just like him
to send somebody else over

to, uh, carry
my emotional baggage.

Tell the prick I'm great.

Hey, it's tough
to be a cop's wife.

Jon's wife is the job.

What keeps him warm at night.

And he's a coward
for not coming himself.

Is there some other message
you'd like me to give him?

Sure.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Uh, what about Jon?

When Jon left me,
he made his choice.

I'll make mine.

[Door closes]

Hey. Where you been?

I had an ex-wife thing.

What did you need us here for?

Not her, me.

I'm gonna take a deal.

Just listen.

If I plead guilty to the heroin
thing, this all seals off.

I mean, without me,
kavanaugh's got nothing else.

He's got nothing on you guys.

We're not feeding you to Antwon.

Becca: Lompoc's an idle threat.

The judge will most likely
place him

in a medium-security facility.

Kavanaugh won't let you escape
with a cush deal.

He's got emolia's testimony,
man. He wants years.

He's got the brass behind him.

Not anymore. Oig and the chief,
they're losing confidence

in kavanaugh's investigation.

Da's receptive.

I plead guilty to theft
under color of authority,

they'll drop
the intent-to-distribute charge.

No.

Becca: Five years.

Up for parole in 18 months.

Yeah.

Vic: Man, you plead guilty,

it's your badge,

it's your pension.

We're talking prison.
Eighteen months isn't a week.

I know.

Don't do it.

Don't do it, man.

We're fighting this, man.

Lem:
I don't wanna fight anymore.

I don't wanna fight anymore.

All right, if you were
in my place, you'd take the hit.

To protect me, the team.

I know you would.

[M1

Look, no matter what we do,
end of the day,

kavanaugh's still got
a brick of tar.

He's still got emolia's word.

You heard Becca.
The chief's losing faith.

I'm discrediting this guy.

So iad brings in someone else.

They still have the same brick.

I'm doing time no matter what.
This way I got some control.

Look, I'm just so tired of not
knowing what's gonna happen.

Worrying about the rest of you.

I gotta see an end.

Jesus Christ, man.

Look, I gotta get back inside
and talk to Becca.

Vic:
Let us know if anything breaks.

All right.

For him to get out in 18 months,

he's gonna have to be a model
inmate.

That's not gonna happen.

Protective custody's a joke.

He's gonna be fighting for
his life the full five years.

The hell is he thinking?

Well, between kavanaugh
spinning doom

and Becca selling him
a Rose garden,

the poor guy doesn't know
what end is up.

Or he's taking the deal
because he knows eventually

kavanaugh's gonna get him
to crack.

I'm off to lompoc.

[Door buzzes open]

[Antwon ch uckles]

I was beginning to think

that you didn't have love
for me anymore.

I was getting a little jealous,

you spending so much time
with another cop.

Oh, yeah, kavanaugh's
an intense cat, isn't he?

Hey, shame about lemansky, man.

But you do know that blondie
will end up in my back yard.

We don't know anything yet.

And if Lem does do time,
he's not gonna land here.

I've got a real big back yard.

And wherever he lands,
I decide his quality of life.

But that's why you're here.

You need something,
same as I do.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have
sent that little black breezy

to find me.

Truth is, Antwon Mitchell's
the answer to all your prayers.

Lemansky's guardian angel.

See, we have a relationship,
you and me.

That relationship's
had its ups and downs,

but it's still a relationship.

You make me drive all the way
here for couples counseling,

or you got something to say?

The niners have taken
a serious hit

since my incarceration.

Halpern's been running them
under the radar.

Until this black-brown shit
storm plays itself out.

Look, that cranky black bitch

is afraid of his own
goddamn shadow.

I've got some serious
old-school weight coming in.

Kern little.

I knew kern's rap career
was in the dollar bin.

I didn't know
he was back in colors.

Eventually, they all come home.

And kern? He's eager to help me
with my cash-flow problem.

I've gotta hand out a lot
of turkeys at Thanksgiving.

There's a warehouse
on Ridge road.

Place where they're storing
what's left

of the seized assets.

You want me
to rip off a p.D. Warehouse?

Of course not.

Kern's already put together
a team for that.

You just gotta come up
with a plan

on how and when
to get my guys in.

Walk kern and his second, Moses,
through it.

That's more than an escort.
That's a hooker and a hand job.

Hey, that's the price
for my guarantee

that lemansky stays alive.

[Police sirens wailing]
Stand back. Nothing to see here.

Jesus, his dick's gone.
Somebody find it.

Julien:
Detectives, another glory hole.

Ajogger called it in. No ID.

Gunshot?

Shit. Julien: No.

There's a rat trap
in one of the stalls.

I was real careful
not to disturb the crime scene.

Good thinking. You... you wanna
get that on ice,

send it with him
to the hospital.

It's not gonna matter
if we don't get him stablized.

We need to move now.

Let's get a canvass going.

This is the same m.O. As that
attack couple of weeks ago.

Uh, suspect was male,
Caucasian, 30s.

Well, let's not rule
anyone out yet.

In a world of men, thought has
even crossed my mind.

Serrated teeth.
Interlocking, no less.

This is a lot more gothic
than the last glory-hole attack.

You, uh, talk to the hospital?

Victim's still unconscious.

He sustained a head injury
when he passed out.

He's in pretty rough shape.

So we have no way of knowing
if and when

he'll be able to communicate.

Canvass turn up anything?

Nothing so far.
Dutch: So we got dick.

Which is more than I can say
for the victim.

Claudette:
We need to get the word out.

Bookstores, bathhouses, bars,

anywhere this sort of activity
goes on.

Uh, we need to re-interview
the victim in the first attack.

What was his name?

He gave us everything he had.

Well, he never talked
to a detective.

It's, uh, alarico trujillo.
I'll write his address down.

This trujillo guy.
He's married, kids.

I told him I'd keep his name
out of it if he cooperated.

He held up his end.

This has escalated
way beyond a twisted prank.

He's our only conscious witness.

We'll be discreet. Thank you.

Okay.

[Train whistle blows]

Is this thing
even remotely safe?

Make sure it is,
because we got no choice.

Vic: Antwon's the devil we know.

Shane: Yeah, well,
what if it's the other devil?

Kavanaugh laying a trap?

He's been cutting deals
with Antwon,

maybe this is his last stab
before Lem seals us off.

This place is wide open.

We could spot
a surveillance unit.

If kavanaugh was planning
a sting,

this wouldn't be the place.

He knows we would think that.

Vic:
We sniff out every inch of this.

Triple-check every last detail.

We get one bad whiff, we bail.

Hey, why don't you crank it up?

Might still be some cops
in long beach who can't hear it.

Why don't you relax, thief.

I was hoping I'd never see you
in purple again.

I never took it off.
You know how that goes.

Yeah, I do.

This my boy, Moses, man.

Check them both.

Looking for this? No.

We've had a little
bug problem lately.

What, you think we work
for the white law?

Vic: White law, black power.

It's all the same shit.

Just wanna make sure
our visit stays anonymous.

They're clean.

No shit, captain cracker.
Shane: That's clever.

Can't understand why
the rap career didn't take off.

Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy, easy.

Now, what's your goddamn
problem?

Times change, man.

I don't trust you
or your ghost squad.

Well, the lack of love
is mutual.

Yeah, I see that.

You and Antwon.
Nothing like Karma.

Hey, the favor, I have to do.

Taking mouth shit
from m.C. Has-been, I don't.

Come on, come on, fellas.

Now, let's just put
this history on hold

and get this shit done. Okay?

Let's go over it.

Let's.

Okay. There's one guard.

Spends most of his shift
at the gatehouse, here.

Guy of ours says the warehouse
is wall-to-wall cameras.

They feed into a bank
of monitors back at the gate.

The seizure locker's here.

Can't miss it.
Right past the Hummer.

There's antiques,
tvs and a safe. A big one.

Mitchell was right.
We checked the inventory.

Over 500 grand
in watches and jewelry.

Yeah, and that's all we go for.

No one drives out of there
with a Hummer or a flat screen.

[Cell phone rings] Vic: Yeah.

Where are you? Why?

We need to talk.

Kavanaugh's covering his bets

in case the criminal case
against you doesn't make.

[Toilet flushes]
What do you mean "in case"?

Surprised this clown
hasn't gotten the hook already.

By acknowledging you failed
to clear the room

when Terry was shot,
kavanaugh's trying

to characterize your earlier
statements as false.

That's bullshit.

Told the truth since day one.

Nothing I've said has changed
because the facts haven't.

Well, then he's doing a good
job of twisting your words.

It's not inconceivable that he
could cost you your retirement.

Where did you hear that?

Your case was referred to
the police committee for review.

You let him try
to take my pension.

Pba reps will have his head
on a pike.

No, I wouldn't be so sure.

You know, kavanaugh
could get this

as a face-saving way
to end his investigation.

Never mind prying a cop
with a sketchyjacket

off the taxpayers' tit.

Anyway, we said we'd share.
Thought you'd want the heads-up.

Thanks.

Hey, wait a minute.

Is kavanaugh making any noise
around here about me?

All's been quiet
as it relates to you.

Undermining him is a priority.

For both of us.

[Clucks]

[Knocking at door]

Claudette: We'd like
to speak to alarico trujillo.

About a car accident he
witnessed a couple weeks back.

[Shouts in Spanish]

Uh, we had a few more questions
about that accident.

I told you people everything.

You didn't tell me
about no car accident.

[Whispering]
I got nothing more to say.

There's been another driver
that's been seriously injured.

It's important you come with us.

Some place private.

Look, man, just...
Just leave me alone, okay?

We can do this another way
if we have to.

Pretty soon this is gonna
be a lonely room

filled with empty lockers, huh?

You and me are the only ones
on the way out.

I just cut a deal with the da.

What deal's that?
Why don't you ask the chief.

It's sitting on his desk
waiting for a signature.

He'll be out on parole

before the blood rushes back
to your face.

You don't mind
if I check the facts

before I pack my bags, do you?

Lem:
I don't give a shit what you do.

Yeah. Thanks.

Chief's office hasn't even seen
lemansky's deal yet.

His mouthpiece is feeding him
a happy meal

to keep his spirits up.

Speaking of happy meals,
did Vic bite on that intel

about me, uh,
going after his pension?

What, you didn't see the steam
coming off his bald head?

Beautiful, man.

And I so want there to be trust
between you two.

[Knock at door]

I need to use your office.

Kavanaugh: Of course.

Anything I can do for you?

No. It's a police matter.

Mi casa es su casa.

Excuse me.

Gave us all a scare,
that spill you took.

[Scoffs]

Well, if you got one of these,

uh, there's plenty of bounce
to the ounce.

Let me get to the point.
I've been made aware

that you have a serious
medical condition.

One that could compromise your
ability to perform your duties.

You needed to disclose a disease
like lupus. You didn't.

Because it was a personal
matter.

Suppose you had taken
that header out in the field.

You could've put officers
at risk.

But it didn't happen.

And I'm not here because
of how I knock down doors.

I'm ordering you to see
a city physician

for a full medical review.

Until then,
you're assigned to desk duty.

Then let's get it done, asap.

I've got plenty of cases
to clear.

I'm responsible for the health
and welfare

of everyone working here.

Then maybe you ought
to do something

about the epidemic bullshit
in this place.

Claudette, don't...
Don't interrupt.

This man, kavanaugh, that you've
just given the place over to.

I understand he's got
an investigation to run,

but have you any idea
what he's doing to morale?

Uh, she's got a point there.

Lad is arrogant and intrusive.

It's the nature of the beast.

But this man takes intimidation
to a whole other level.

He's got every officer
in this place spooked.

They spend more time
looking over their shoulders

than they do doing their jobs.
Fair assessment.

Our last captain
had unpopular policies,

so you stuck us
with an interim jellyfish

that won't rock the boat.

Then you cut resources
that we need to do the job.

Talk about putting people
at risk.

Crime stats are down
since I took over.

Look, if you aren't
out to lunch, passing the buck

or leaving every day at 4:00,
you'd know that our citizens

aren't reporting half
of what's going on out there

because they know that we can't
or won't do anything.

If you want me to go and pee
in a cup,

m be happy to fill it.

But I'm not your problem.

[Door slams]

Pretty loopy.

Maybe that's why
they call it lupus.

Look, I've been here too long.
My wife's gonna get suspicious.

You have a perfectly plausible
cover story.

If you'd like me
to call and explain...

No. Please.

Claudette: Dutch.
I just wanna go home.

Dutch:
Uh, give me a second. Sit down.

What did the assistant chief
want?

I'm trying to comprehend

why you felt the need to inform
the department

that I have lupus.

What? I did nothing of the kind.

The chief's office
is certainly up to speed.

Well, not from me.

You're the only one who knew.

Obviously not.

Because of you,
I'm riding a desk.

Okay, claudette,
you're not hearing me.

I... I have not spoken to anyone
about this.

You went to the da before
to make a peace behind my back.

Remember? Oh, come on.

You don't believe me?

If you didn't tell them
directly,

then somebody you told did.

Maybe that little
latina wet dream.

You gave her a little bit
of gossip

so you could show
how plugged-in you are.

Hold on... you've crossed
the line

into wholesale character
assassination.

Career assassination
is a lot worse.

[Door slams]

This is good. This helps a lot.

I'll have an officer
give you a ride home.

I'll take a bus.

I don't wanna be getting out of
a police car in my neighborhood.

Man: Captain?

Billings: What can I do for you?

Art gadwah, Los Angeles
gay men's initiative.

I'd like to talk
to whoever's in charge

about recent attacks
on members of our community.

Julien, come talk to this guy

about the rat trap
glory-hole business, will you?

This is officer lowe. He's been
with this since the beginning.

Yeah, um, we've been
interviewing witnesses.

In the meantime, we're asking
anyone with any information

to contact us.

So basically you're waiting for
this sadist to turn himself in.

That would be a wrong
perception.

Well, your captain couldn't wait
to shuffle me off onto you.

And it's clear that you'd rather
be anywhere else

than talking to me.

Instead of playing
the blame game,

why don't you help us get the
word out and distribute these?

I'm sure you people know
where the glory holes are

better than we do.

Are you aware that there are
at least a half a dozen attacks

we know of haven't even
been reported?

Maybe those people knew
what they were doing was wrong.

Adults engaging
in consensual sex?

In public, which is a crime.

Thank you for coming down
and registering your concern.

I need your name and badge...

You need to keep your hands
off me.

You and your buddies in blue
can hate all you want to.

We're here.

You need to get used to it.

Did a five-mile sweep.

No rf or infrared readout
anywhere.

Nobody's transmitting
any voice or video.

We've been up and down the dial.
No coded chatter.

[Sighs]

Oh, Christ. Don't move.

You don't fight, you don't die.

No fighting, man.
Whatever you want.

Shut up. Come on, walk.
Whatever you want.

Mugger:
Open up. That one and that one.

Hold his gun.

You get the safe.
I'll check the drawer.

Come on.

Guard: Please, I got a family.

Just let me go, okay?
I won't say anything.

Shut that bitch up.

I won't say anything.
Shane: Shut up.

Jesus.

Don't forget the tools.

Vic: Jesus Christ.

What the hell are you doing?

Just finishing the job.
Antwon's orders.

Kern had to go. Vic: Holy shit.

Shane: Turn around against
the fence right now! Right now!

Ronnie: He's gone.
Shane: What about kern?

Shit!

This was not part of the deal.

Sure it was.

Part Antwon
didn't tell you about.

Shane: Holy shit.

It's done.

[Grunts]

Kill me,

and you lose favor with Antwon.

And your boy end up face down

in a pool of blood
and blowjuice.

Hey. Hey.

Vic: Get up!

Get the safe and get out.

Shane: You heard him, let's go.

Vic: Get out.

Go.

[Door slams]

What the hell do we do here?

Goddamn it.

Give me a hand.

Shit. Shit.

[Grunts] I don't get it.

Vic:
Kern was no back-seat banger.

Antwon had him taken out
before kern took over.

Shane: Why not just whack
him when he's in the 'hood?

Vic: Word got out that
Antwon took out kern,

the street would take it
as a weakness.

Gang without a leader,
brothers jump to other sets.

Kern goes down
in the line of duty,

gets the niners street cred.

Moses takes over,
pushes Antwon's agenda.

Goddamn it.

Goddamn it, man.

Let's go.

[Man groans]

You gotta be shitting me.

Shane: These
brothers can take a bullet.

Ronnie: Oh, god. What now?

Get me help.

Get me help.

Please.

Let's go.

Vic, come on, man. We can't...

911 will take 20 minutes
to get here.

He's gonna be dead in 10.

We'll wait.
Then we leave, call it in.

Are you sure about this?

Kern's dead.
We can still save Lem.

Jesus.

No. No.

[Gaspi ng]
Mackey. Mackey, please.

Police! We're cutting the lock.

On my command, you stand,
hands on your head.

Sorry, it's based
on a combination.

There's a glory hole over there,
and a couple rat traps.

Julien:
The owner said he put them out.

Tough to prove whose is whose.

Stand slowly.
Hands on your head.

We helped you catch him. I
expect you to hold up your end.

What do you suppose would happen
if someone snapped this

on someone's dick?

You're sick. You know that?

I didn't make this up.

This one here,

serrated teeth.

Guy who got caught in this
is gonna pee sitting down,

if he survives.
Claudette: Glad it wasn't you?

Be a hell of a secret
you'd have to live with.

Something personal
and embarrassing

that affects your ability
to function.

Not something you'd want
a lot of people to know about.

Okay, you wanna do this,
you can talk to him.

I'll come back later.

[Door closes]

So, jarrod, what have you got
against gay folks?

That some sort of tactic?

You pretend to pick a fight

and then you do the whole
tag-team thing?

Just answer the question.

He give you anything?

Nope.

We need to put this guy
in a lineup.

He's all yours.

Tina, we need to bring trujillo
in again.

I'll tell him to meet you
down the block from his place.

Keep up appearances.

Got it.

Alarico trujillo on latimerave.?

Yeah.

Unis just responded
to a domestic at his address

that got ugly.
You should run with it,

since you're dealing with him.

Okay. Okay.

I got balls in the air
on a big 211 that got called in.

I'm gonna check in on it
personally.

We got here, he was standing
over her with a baseball bat.

We took it off him, but not
before he got a few whacks in.

I got this.

What happened?

We got married,

priest told her everything
I'd done before with men.

That was in the past.

Tried to stop
but she knew what was up.

You people started
coming around, asking questions.

She knew why.

She started calling me a fag
in front of my kids,

so I beat the shit out of her.

[Police siren wails]

Shane:
What the hell is he doing here?

Vic: Pretending to be a cop.

Kavanaugh:
You guys call this in?

Yeah. We got a tip

the one-niners were hitting
this place.

We got stuck in the Van
on a stakeout,

couldn't make it back here
in time.

What's the damage?

Looks like the guard
took out one of them

before he got his head
blown off.

Detective mackey.
Did you know him?

He was kern little.

Old-school one-niner.

Went back to the street game

once his hip-hop career
hit the skids.

Why don't you inventory
what's missing.

We'll start turning over
one-niner rocks.

Kavanaugh:
Familiar scenario, this.

[Laughs]

How so?

Come on, you don't see it?

A dead cop killed by the gun
of a dead bad guy.

You two, innocent bystanders.

We were on the other side
of Farmington, asshole.

Anybody see you?
Shane: It wouldn't have been

much of a stakeout if they had.

You should start
eating again, man.

Malnourishment is starting
to screw with your logic.

Kavanaugh:
Lemansky's going to prison.

You need to protect him.

You reach out
to Antwon Mitchell.

For some reason, he needs his,
uh, crew leader dead.

Bad blood, internal beef,
whatever.

So you kill him.

Your end of the deal.

He keeps Lem alive.

His end of the deal.

How does that logic
sound to you?

Let me remind you
of a few things

you seem to have forgotten.

I didn't kill Terry.

You've lost your leverage
with Lem.

And your ex-wife's pussy

tastes like sweet butter.

What do you want?

Sadie, you gonna let me in?

I'm in the middle of something.

I just need to know
if you, uh, seen this guy?

Yeah, he came through.

You okay?

What do you care?

Sadie, did he hurt you?

You're the only one
who ever hurts me, Jon.

That's not gonna happen again.

Can you just

tell me what he did?
Just tell me what happened.

Just, what did he do?

What did he do?

Um, he made me come.

That's what he did.

No, he didn't.

Oh, yeah.

Twice.

Do you know
who this guy is, Sadie?

Your friend,

who you sent to check up on me.

Well, he did.

What is wrong with you?

Huh?

You need to go.

Move your arm
from the door, Jon.

Now.

Or I will call the police.

Yeah. What's up?

What are you doing here?

Chief's office just signed off
on the deal.

Look, I report for processing
tomorrow morning.

It's okay, man. It's over.

It's over.

Thank you, man.

It's all right. It's okay.

Yeah.

We got your back.
I know. I know. I know.

You'll be taken care of.
You understand?

All right.

I had nothing to do with this.

But if you're asking
if these perverts

deserve to be punished,

look what they're doing
to our country.

Yeah, seducing our kids,
spreading aids.

You gave us your spiel.

A moment of your time.

So where are we with this freak?

He's guilty,
just not prosecutable.

The problem is the evidence
is circumstantial

and threadbare, at best.

He matches the witness
description.

Well, there's no way the da's
gonna indict off

a wife beater's say-so.

Dutch:
Let's put him on the tour.

Lose him in the system,
uh, buy some time.

With iad bivouacked in my colon?
You out of your mind?

If you can't close him,
lose him.

Oh, uh, claudette, chief's here,
wants to see you.

Hey, I tried to keep it
copasetic with you and Phillips.

Detective wyms,
I got a preliminary report

back from the city physician.

You are medically fit
to resume your duties.

I could have told you that.

Phillips: You'll be required

to have quarterly checkups.

Your nickel.

Understand you unloaded
with both barrels

on my number two, here.

Sometimes happens, I see red.

Changes have to be made.

For starters, I've decided
to appoint you captain.

What makes you think
I want that revolving door?

You know this place better
than anybody in the department.

Which is why you don't see me
jumping at the offer.

My predecessor made a mistake
slapping you down

with that da nonsense.

But you and I can find a way
to work together, right?

For starters,
I would need a guarantee

that I would run the barn.

Not in theory, in fact.

No one can do the job with...

Sorry to interrupt,

but I just confirmed

some very disturbing news.

Did you...?

Did you sign off on a deal
with lemansky?

I did.

I thought we agreed, no deals.

The only way to get mackey
is to leverage his guys.

We're in the middle
of something here.

So am I.
And it just got derailed

because you guys backed down.

It's over, Jon.

Sending lemansky tojail
sends a message.

We'll all move on now.

And mackey skates clean.

[Laughs]

This guy... this guy
is just pissing...

Just pissing all over us

and we just smile
and lick it up?

Phillips: That's enough.

Vic mackey kills cops.

He deals drugs,
he beats suspects.

You know what he did yesterday?

He... he screwed my ex-wife

with the sole purpose

of making this investigation
seem like a personal vendetta.

He may have assassinated

a gang leader.

And that's just all in one day.

I wonder what
he's gonna do today.

I wonder
what he's gonna do tomorrow.

This guy!

This guy is just pissing...

He's pissing all over us,
he's pissing on you.

What...? What does it taste like?

Chief, what does it taste like?
Because you know what?

It tastes like piss to me.

You have 48 hours
to tie up the loose ends.

And find some place else
to do the paperwork.

Captain wyms needs her office.

[Door opens]

[Door slams shut]

We'll sneak the whole cow
into you, man.

Hey, Lem, I'm sorry.

I'm glad it's over, though.

That's okay. Thanks. Thank you.

Hey, you're gonna be a little
thinner next time I see you.

[Laughs] Yeah.

Lem: Thanks. Hey, I... I
gotta get some things in order.

I'll see you guys at the party.
All right, man.

Here you go. What's that?

That's the paperwork for the 211
you called in last night.

EMT found a ton ofjewelry in
the pocket of the dead banger.

Shithead shot an innocent guy

and walked away
with almost nothing.

Which means...?

The goddamn safe was empty?

So Antwon's not getting
his money.

That's gonna screw
the whole deal.

Holy shit. I gotta talk
to Antwon.

These fags choose a life of sin
and suffering,

get what they deserve.

But I'm the one in handcuffs.

[Laughs]

Hey. Stand up.

Does his family deserve
to have their lives ruined

because of what you did to him?
Men's room on alvarado.

Look, I've never seen
that guy before.

But if he's being punished
for his wickedness,

then it's god's will.

You're his spokesman now?

Says right there in the book.

You shall not lie with a male
as one lies with a female.

It's an abomination.
I mean, come on. Hey, hey.

Leviticus 18:22.
What are you doing?

I don't have to talk to you.
Hey. Hey!

Where do you go to church?

Christ Bethany. What is this?

So then you know that Jesus
lived a perfect life of truth,

and he was crucified for it.

What do you suppose happens
to someone who lies in his name?

Who passes judgment
on other people in his name?

Psalm 71, verse 4.

Deliver me... hey, stop it!

O, my god,
out of the hand of the wicked.

Out of the hand of the
unrighteous and the cruel man.

Stop!

You wanted to look at a man
down there.

You wanted to touch it.

Thought about it a long time,
maybe all your life.

You just never did it because
you knew that it was wrong.

No. No. No! Oh, god!

So you convinced yourself
that you were doing god's will.

Gave yourself an excuse
to find out

what another man's penis
feels like.

No. I would never do something
so repulsive and disgusting.

You're no different
than the men you prey on.

You're a homosexual. No. No. No.

Homosexual.

[Panting] No, no, no.

You're just too weak and afraid
to admit it.

That's a lie! That is a lie.
I am a Christian.

And they are vermin.

I did it
because they are vermin.

Why would any man want to touch
another man down there?

I did it to punish them.

[Knock]

What, no muffins?

You shouldn't have taken
the deal, Curtis.

You weren't supposed to get
the worst of this thing here.

That's all you did
is threaten me with jail.

That's all it was.
It was just a threat.

Well, you threw me in county.
You arrested me.

I knew you'd make bail,
just not so soon.

It's just a strategy, man.

A wedge to get you to turn.

Cops will always give it up
with the threat of jail.

Always.

But not you.
Not Curtis lemansky.

I can't believe
you're doing this.

You're gonna
take the hit for him?

For them?

Yeah, well, believe it.

I'm sorry, I didn't, uh...

That we didn't become
friends sooner.

Maybe, uh, I could've pulled
this in another direction

if I just... I just made a...

Any man would be lucky
to have you in his corner.

Good luck, Curtis.

Hey. Hey.

It's over.

I know.

Take care of yourself, okay?

Things went south.

Dirty south. Alabama south.

Yeah, well, if! Had all
the information going in,

we wouldn't be sitting here.

But here we are right now.

Big blue and his
little black puppet.

What the hell
are you talking about?

Kavanaugh dimed me, man.

Told me you been bragging

about how you were playing me
against him.

How you manipulated me
into protecting lemansky

to shit all over his leverage.

That's bullshit.

He's jerking us off.

What do you care?
He can't get to you in here.

No, but he can touch
everyone around me.

That crazy-ass nigga,

he initiated a full-scale
doc investigation of this place.

The heat is on.

And soon, I won't be feeling
all the comforts of home.

Look, I'll figure out a way
to get you your cash.

I'll look into this doc thing.

You've done enough.

The deal and this conversation
are over.

Jesus Christ. I took care
of that little thing for you.

Now you're gonna tell me
that doesn't buy Lem some time?

That buys you one more dead cop.

I got niners in every pen
in the state.

So wherever he touches down,
it will happen.

And you can set your watch
to that inevitability.

One of your crew
so much as hard looks my guy,

my reach will get you shived.

You got reach like that?

So why you sitting down here
talking to me, gray boy? Huh?

Guard: Hey, hey. That's enough.

That's enough!

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

That's just detective mackey's
way of saying goodbye.

Man [over intercom]:
Security backup to the day room.

Security backup to the day room.

I cut you a break for that
meltdown in front of Phillips

on account of your medical
problems and so forth.

Then I find out it's part of
your campaign to steal my job?

I didn't go after this.

Why did you do me like this?
I thought you and me were good.

We are good
and I didn't "do" you.

Letting kavanaugh loose in this
place, they set you up to fail.

It's not your fault.

I didn't fail.

Is that what people are saying?

I'll need you to help me
pick up the pieces.

What, I'm supposed
to stick around

after getting shanked
in the back like this?

No. I got some pride, you know.

Why don't you give it
a few days?

When you're ready to talk,
my door is open.

[Music playing over loudspeaker]

Shane:
You better get a good look.

The "entertainment"
just showed up.

I figured it was time
for me to leave.

Right.

Uh, this is not
the safest 'hood.

I'll get you to your car.

Oh, my.

I see what you mean.

I'm taking him
to the courthouse,

9 tomorrow morning.

Officially surrender.

You doing okay?

Yeah.

We did the right thing, Vic.

Thank you for helping him.

You're a good friend.
He's lucky to have you.

Hey, what's going on?

Listen, I gotta tell you
something about Lem.

What?

I hear we got a confession
out of trapper John.

He and Julien reasoned together.

Congratulations
on your promotion.

Thanks. I didn't know
it was public.

I wanted you to hear that
from me.

Ah, you know how things spread
around here.

Like herpes
at a swingers' party.

While you were stretched out
on the floor over there,

paramedics found prednisone
in your purse.

They called your doctor
to find out

what you were being treated for,

billings overheard
and reported to Phillips.

He just told me.

He thought lupus
was an emotional disorder.

I'm sorry.

Well, you can't UN-ring
that bell.

You don't trust me.

I made a mistake.
You made a choice

to think the worst about me.

I'll need your support.
I've got my work cut out for me.

You'll do fine.

Whoever sits up there
has to have an active mistrust

of everyone and everything
in this place.

I can't imagine anyone
better suited to the job.

[Lem laughing]

Who...? Who were they?

Vic: Look, you guys,

I hate to step
on the pussy and laughs,

but we gotta
talk about a change.

What change?

You're not going to prison.

What are you talking about?

Look, we made a deal with Antwon
to get you safe passage inside.

It went bad.

The thing at the warehouse?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Kavanaugh's launched
a department of corrections

investigation of lompoc.

He's gonna make
Antwon's life hell.

And Antwon's blaming me.

Shane: Oh, goddamn it.

But I won't end up in lompoc.

Word gets out
Antwon's got a beef,

any prison,
any protective custody,

best-case scenario, you bust
enough heads to stay alive.

Which means I can kiss
early release goodbye.

You'll kiss everything goodbye.
What am I supposed to do?

You're gonna lay low
until I can figure out a way

to get Antwon back on board.

You're putting him on the run?
I can't run.

Vic: We're out of options.
I do not want to do this.

Do we even have a plan?
I'm working on one.

Where's he gonna go?
I don't know! I don't know!

Now, you're gonna hide
while I find Gilroy's contacts.

Mexico? No. No.

Lem, it's only temporary.

But what about my deal?
If I run, they'll throw it out.

They'll have new charges.

It's better than
the alternative.

Lem, right now this is about
keeping you alive.

Lem, I promise you.
I promise you, man.

I promise you,
we're gonna make this work.

[Lem cries]

[Indistinct chatter]

J“ and leave you like
they left me here j“

Danny: Hurry up.

Oh, god, Julien, shit.

[Moans]

Goddamn it.

Oh, baby's coming.

[Knocks]

Can I talk to you for a second?

Just... just one second, okay?

J“ I used to be a little boy j“

j“ so old in my shoes j“

j“ what I choose is my voice j“

j“ what's a boy
supposed to do? J“

j“ the killer in me
is the killer in you j“

j“ my love j“

j“ I send this smile
over to you j“

j“ the killer in me
is the killer in you j“

j“ send this smile
over to you j“

j“ the killer in me
is the killer in you j“

j“ send this smile
over to you j“

j“ the killer in me
is the killer in you j“

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J“ livin' the good life j“

j“ throw your hands up j“