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San Jose, Sacramento, Barstow,
Ventura, and Los Angeles.

Tickets, please.

Harry, it doesn't matter
what the damn yield is

if they go chapter 13.

I don't care if you short
your grandmother!

Ticket, Miss?

I just don't want to own it
when the market closes!

Some people don't know
how to relax.

- No, ma'am. Vacation?
- No, moving.

- From the Bay Area?
- Palo Alto.

- Been transferred to LA.
- Don't worry, miss.

There's many a fine place
to live in the City of Angels.

- Isn't that right, sir?
- It certainly is.

- Is this--
- Oh, no. Please.

See? A new friend every day.

I live in the Palisades myself.
Beautiful country.

Beats anything in the Bay Area.
Trust me.

May I see your ticket, sir?

Sir, may I see your ticket?

I didn't catch that.

Sir?

Ask me for my ticket
another time, ese,

I shall slit your throat
and theirs as well.

Vaya te!

Local authorities
were stunned today

as the California
Supreme Court overturned

the conviction of Marco Cruz,

one of the most
notorious figures

in the city's
storied gangland history.

Marco Cruz
was convicted five years ago

for the killing of
three Southland residents

and the attempted murder
of Father Luis Nino

in East Los Angeles.

Despite the court ruling,

Cruz's guilt was never
seriously in doubt,

despite pleas from his mother.

Cruz was given
the death penalty in a trial

involving the testimony of
several disgraced LAPD officers

with the recently disbanded
anti-gang CRASH task force.

Cruz, founder of the legendary
86th Street gang

was arrested with his mistress,
Serina Lopez, five years ago,

but charges against her
were dropped

due to lack of evidence.

Cruz's 86th Street gang

was once the most powerful gang
in Los Angeles,

but has been overshadowed
in recent years

by a ruthless organization
from South Central

that has taken over
much of Marco Cruz's old turf.

Shoot him, fool!
Shoot him!

Ah, what could be better?
A great Western shootout, huh?

Where the hell have you been?

Those charm school lessons have
been paying off for you, baby.

Let me know when you get to
the chapter on not being a jerk.

- What is it?
- Marco's getting out.

I know.

You know?
Marco was on death row.

What are we going to do?
What are you going to do?

That was quick. He comes back,
and you fall on your knees.

It was easy when I bought
you this. How 'bout now?

Oh, baby,
you're driving me crazy.

Captain Hannigan?
I'm Keri Ross.

You would be.

I beg your pardon?

Nothing. On my six.

Sir, did I miss something?

Young lady, what do you expect?
You're the first cadet

to make detective
out of the academy ever.

And there's not a dick
in this two-bit precinct

that didn't have
to work a decade

to get to where
he is today.

But I wasn't trying to,
you know--

But me no buts, Detective.

You have no friends here
and don't expect to make any.

Why can't you just
be happy for me?

There's nothing
to be happy about.

C'mon, baby.
You used to be all hard.

I don't need to be
a part of that world anymore.

I have a good job here.

Here?
Esto es basura, Rico.

You could buy me things like
Serina, with all her clothes--

Yeah, you wanna pay that price?

Why? You're not like the rest.

I'm just like the rest.

Maybe he's changed.

You're just confused. Hmm?

Do you wanna go
on a run for me?

Can I take your cruiser?

Sure. I need you
to get me B-16 fuel

- on Mr. Rodriguez's account.
- Okay.

I'm sorry, Rico.

I know it's going to be
better this time.

He's a killer.

Nothing that happens will be
better when he comes back.

What a fool.

We were young once, Dex.

Besides, her brother
used to own these streets.

That's before we came along.

Economics 101, baby.

Better product at better prices.

Makes the world go round.

Sir, I don't quite understand.

Open it.

Sir, this is highly unusual.
I don't--

Page six. Read it to me.

"Cadet Ross exhibits

extraordinary leadership abilities.

Her physical skills
are far above average,

and her learning ability
is quick and incisive.

She should be an asset to
any precinct or duty station."

Look around.
What do you see?

Chipped paint?

Exactly. Any modern equipment?

Any energetic crime-fighters
tracking down clues?

Any computers
less than 20 years old!

No, sir.

Here's your assignment.
Have a nice day

Sir?

What is it?

Sir, I know you think
I should be frustrated

landing in the worst precinct
in Los Angeles because,

well, clearly you are,

and here you are,
a highly decorated captain--

Now just take a breath.
Relax, okay?

Sir, well...
I'm sorry, sir.

I just want to do a good job
on my first assignment.

And I don't care
if it's a...

A shithole, right? Yeah.

Yes, sir.

Kind of a dumping ground.

Yes.

The fifth circle of hell.

Yes, sir.

Ross, you seem like a nice girl,

and I thought I was a nice guy,

but clearly
in some unforeseen way,

somewhere in the world we must
have made somebody very angry.

Yes, sir.

Because if you wanted
to give the world an enema,

this is sure as hell
where you'd start the hose!

Yes, sir.

Here are the keys
to your locker.

Have a nice day.

Thank you, sir.

That was Connor.

He doesn't like to spend
too much time in one place.

Grab a shower
and head to the range?

Definitely.

Weapons down!

Seven up.

Not bad, Ross.
Seven in the ring.

You drew Connor, didn't you?

What's he like?

Some say he's a monster.

I don't happen
to share that view.

I'm a little scared.

Just take a deep breath
and smile.

Hello, Ross.

Only thing
keeps these assholes quiet

is the Krispy Kreme man.

Being that he got shot
in a drive-by last month,

I figured it had to be you.

- Hey. Thanks for spotting me.
- Not a problem.

Since it's the only nice thing
I'm ever gonna do for you,

I figured might as well get it
out the way in the beginning.

What are you morons looking at?
Don't mind these monkeys.

The only thing
they ever graduated from

was Alcoholics Anonymous.

You ready to go?

Oh, um...
I mean, uh...

What's wrong? You can't start
detecting until 12:00?

- No-- I mean yes.
- Jesus Ross!

What'd you do, shoot somebody
on the way to work?

This thing's still hot.
I like that.

You're gonna fit right in
around here.

Hey, chica!
Need a little push?

Hey, little shorty.

Come on out here
and get you some love.

If we can get it cranking,
you can crank us, too, huh?

Let go of me!

- Hey, Rico!
- Give me that!

Let go of me!

Tell my man Rico he got himself
a nice piece here.

Rodney, Rodney, Rodney.

Do you need a word with Mr. Day?

- No, sir, no.
- No, we're good.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

Excellent.

Ms. Cruz, would you
please come with me?

I, um...

Come with me.

Rodney.

If there's a single scratch
in the paint of that car

when it is returned
to its owner,

you will have a problem.

Oh, baby,
I love being with you.

Yeah, I'll bet.

Why can't you accept
that I love you? Just you.

Don't I treat you well?

You drive me crazy.

Then why won't you do
what I ask?

Because the plan's
not ready yet.

The plans are never ready.
There's always just big plans.

We're gonna get back at D-Day
this way,

we're gonna get
our turf back that way.

Plans, plans, plans,
but no action.

Or are you just waiting for
Marco to come and show you how?

Marco shows me nothing,
all right?

I'm in charge now.
I'm who's responsible.

Responsible for what?

For losing Marco's turf
to the Double D's?

It's not my fault
if Dexter and D-Day--

Marco and D-Day
are twice the man you are.

No! No!

I don't wanna wait.

Good. Finally. That's the way
my big strong man should talk.

These are big plans, C.
I like these plans.

You're gonna be the death of me.

May I drop you at home,
Ms. Cruz?

You can drop me anywhere, Chato.

Then you can drop dead.

Whoa. Do you know who this is?

You're lucky to be alive.

Yeah. Lucky.

I may not be popular
in the Cruz family, miss,

but I assure you
I mean you no harm.

Right.

So does your brother
have plans upon his return?

Yeah. He's opening up
a doughnut shop.

Wouldn't that be fortuitous.

For you, maybe.

Any other way,
when he gets back,

he's going to make short work
of your punk ass.

Ms. Cruz, perhaps I have been
successful in taking over

many of your brother's
um, enterprises,

but after all, he was scheduled
for the gas chamber.

And you cousin C-Los?

Not to put
too fine a point on it,

but he's a damn fool.

You know what?
When Marco gets back,

I guarantee you he will
take back every street

between here and 86th
by Friday.

Singlehanded.

Your brother's
a very violent man, Ms. Cruz.

That, I grant you

But I am not
without resources myself.

Why can't things just go back
to the way they were?

What?

Me with my South Central
niggers,

and your brother
with his... people?

Businesses must grow or die,
Ms. Cruz.

It was true in Adam Smith's day,
and it's true in Los Angeles.

Black, Latino, Armenian,
it is of no consequence.

We cannot go backwards.

One side must control it,
and the other side must die.

-
- Lucy?

I don't wanna talk
right now, Mama.

Tell me what's wrong.

- I had a fight with Rico.
- Over Marco?

Over everything.

We don't even know
if Marco's coming home.

Rico says Marco
couldn't have changed.

All of us can change
if we have faith in the Lord.

Do you think
the Lord spared him?

Mija, you were a little girl.

You were 12 years old
when he went away.

Please don't get your hopes up.

Don't you want him
to come home?

Of course I do!

But I'm afraid.

I'm afraid of
what we may become.

Don't you miss the respect?

You don't even try
to go outside anymore.

I remember back in the day

when we would walk down
the street, people would--

That was not respect.
That was fear.

- So?
- I'm going to see the priest.

Why? So he can
call the policia?

Don't you ever speak
about him like that!

- Ever!
- If he was a man,

he would've never have
testified against Marco!

Luis is a man.
He is a man of God.

Oh, yeah? Is that what
he whispers to you?

That is none of your affair.

You know what?
You go to your church.

You talk to your priest
because when Marco comes home,

trust me,
that'll be the last time.

You're in a hurry.

Crime waits for no man, Ross.

Hannigan probably hopes
we'll both get killed

in the same car crash.

The way you drive, I'll take
that bet at even money.

Heard you had a long talk
with Hannigan.

Did he give you the speech
on my low character?

Or are you just a rat
for internal affairs?

- You always this paranoid?
- Just 'cause I'm paranoid

doesn't mean
they ain't out to get me.

This says that Cruz might be
back on the afternoon train.

The mayor wants you
to leave town.

He always wants me
to leave town.

You lied at Cruz's trial.

I exaggerated.

- There he is, the prodigal cop.
- Hello, Luis.

You haven't graced me with your
presence for such a long time.

I keep looking for you
at confession.

Don't count on it, brother.

I got sins that ain't even
been patented yet.

Thou shall not
bear false witness.

That's a hot one
right there.

Oh, Connor,
you did the right thing.

You heard.

Of course. Bad news.

So what are you going to do?

Me? Nothing, of course.

Luis, have you thought
this thing through?

I mean, what good will come
if you stay?

What good came of you
turning in your colleagues?

There's still plenty
of crooked cops out there.

Two less than there were before.

Ah. At what cost?

Self-respect is very overrated.

But you don't have any friends
to begin with, so...

You're right about that.

Hey, Connor!

Yes, old man?

Are you leaving Dodge?

Bring a horse for me, huh?

Don't think I won't.

Go, 4-7.

- Detective Ross?
- This is Ross.

Is Connor there with you?

That's affirmative.

What's your 20?

Just coming up on Alvarado.

We have confirmation
Cruz bought an Amtrak ticket

in his own name
this morning at 7 am.

Roger, dispatch.
Anything else?

As far as we can tell,
the only train from Pelican Bay

arrives at Union Station
at 4 pm.

10-4, dispatch. Seven out.

Hey, mister,
can I have my ball back?

Please, mister?

Hey, mister, why don't you just
give the kid her ball back.

Why don't you grab me
some seven, Ross?

Nothing whets my appetite
like a good gunfight.

You really think
he'll come after you?

No doubt.

And that priest.

Don't look so surprised.
I read the papers.

Oh. I thought maybe
you studied it in the academy

under Amazing Tales
of Detection and Mystery.

More like Amazing Tales
of Bribery and Corruption.

Don't look at me.
It's your fault he's out.

- You and those--
- Other what?

Dastardly crime-busters?

Whatever.

Just get me some chow.

Two, please.

Well, if it ain't Nancy Drew.

Shut up, Amir.

Name's Ali.

This is my legendary partner
Amir, in his mind at least.

Dos.

So what's it like being
a day-one dick?

You need an operation
or just take the shots?

- Let it alone, Amir.
- No.

I want to know who you had
to blow to get this assignment,

or are you an IA rep
from the get-go?

Your brother
was Connor's partner.

- I saw you on the news.
- That's right.

He's doing a triple nickel
down at Lompoc

'cause of your lying
sack of shit partner.

That's enough.

Here's your change, miss.

- I better go.
- Okay.

If you loose your appetite every
time you meet a jerk on the job,

you're gonna get hungry
real quick.

Take a seat.

Take your time.

Sorry. Amir's okay,

but a lot of people think
Connor should've been locked up

- instead of Amir's brother.
- So I hear.

There's a lot of money
flowing in these streets

between D-Day
and Cruz's old crew.

A lot of cops
were on the take.

I gather Hannigan thinks
Connor was one of them.

Most cops do.

So what's it like to be
a detective? How do you...

Put up with this?
It's a job, you know?

Tried law school, but...
I like the jazz, you know?

The buzz, the heat.

Okay, that's no answer.

I better go. Thanks.

Do you think Connor's straight?

You're betting your life on it.

Well, if it ain't Supercop.

Amir, I don't got time
for your shit right now.

You wanna jerk me around,

you make an appointment with my
secretary like everybody else.

Why? So you can rat me out
like you did my brother?

Your brother? Your brother
was a lying sack of shit.

And as far as I'm concerned,
so are you.

No, you don't wanna be
moving up on me right now.

You're done, Connor. Hannigan's
upstairs with a hard-on for you

big enough to choke a donkey.

How would you know
about his phallic size?

Are you his fluffer?

You wanna die? This is
a good day for you to die.

I am definitely in the mood.

Hey!

Why waste a bullet on you
when Cruz will do it for free?

- These all the checks?
- Everything since last night.

Eight hundred thousand.

That should hold them
through the weekend.

All right.

- 2:00 as usual.
- Straight up.

Carlos Ruiz. Auto loans.

Really? Send her right up.

Serina Lopez.

What's it been,
six, seven years?

Seven, baby.
Not since high school.

Man, you look... good.

I am good,
or don't you remember?

Jesus, Serina don't do that.

My wife works right downstairs
in the vault.

Is she as good with you
as I was?

Listen, Serina,
things are different now.

I've just been promoted
to assistant manager. I can't--

It's bank business
I want to talk to you about.

- It is?
- Mm-hmm.

I mean, of course it is.

Lucia?

¿Dónde está mi carro?

You ever think about
the old days, Dex?

Sure, man. Who doesn't?

You like this better?

It's better than
being shot at, man.

What if we gave it all up?

Man, Cruz got you
that worried? Why?

I don't know, man.
I mean, what has it got me?

Kayla's gone, the kids.

Man, it's like I got
everything and nothing.

You could have any woman you
want. What do you mean, nothing?

More like any woman
I don't want.

We drug dealers, D!
What'd you expect?

Yeah, I know.

Kayla wanted you out of
this business a long time ago.

And you talked her out of it.

Look, I heard what you told that
little Cruz girl in the car.

You said we have to grow or die.

Okay, well, look at all we got.

We got the car washes,
we got the check-cashing joints,

we got the Jiffy Marts,

plus we own half the politicians
in this town,

and that's worth money.

Yeah, and if you don't
lay a package on the streets

every Saturday night,

how long you think
we going to keep 'em, man?

We drug dealers, D. Huh?

All the rest of that stuff,
that's just fronts, man.

You ain't no Bill Gates, man,

and I sure as hell
ain't no Donald Trump.

It is what it is.

You're right, homey.
You're right.

We the Double D's, baby.

It wasn't that long ago
it was just you and me.

You know what I mean?
Just, just us.

We should have kept it that way.
I guess I'm just getting tired.

You better get untired

'cause when Cruz
gets off that train,

he's gonna be ready.

I'm getting too old
for surprises, man.

- One up.
- One.

Hey, Rico!

How's it hanging?

Why? You taking a survey now?

No, not really.
But I got something for you.

This belongs to your chica,
don't it?

What's the matter? You think
this is a trap or something?

Man, if I was trying
to get over on you,

I would be thinking of something
with a more style than this.

Besides,
you out of the life, bro.

We don't go after civilians.

Ain't like your soon-to-be
ex-brother in law.

Heard anything about him?

What do I look like,
a redcap?

He either on the train
or he ain't.

You ever think about getting
back in the life, bro,

think about coming in
on our side.

Don't know about you,
but I sure was getting tired

of trying to bust a cap
in your ass.

And I sure was tired of you
trying to bust one in mine.

Carmela.

You startled me, Father.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to.

I see you standing back there
every Sunday.

But we haven't talked in person
for such a long time.

I know.

I just couldn't face you.

But you're here today.

Luis...

I have been saving this
since the day Marco went away,

with the prayer that this day
would never come.

No, Carmela.

Please, Luis,
don't argue with me.

I want my son to come home,

but not if it costs you
your life.

And you have paid
so high a price already.

I used to be a much bigger
part of your life.

And what did it bring?

You were witness to a crime
that you would never have seen

if we had not...

Look, I believe that God
puts us in these situations

to test us.

It's not our free will.

We know that.

Would I rather walk again?
Of course.

Would I have had
the courage to testify

if I knew I would end up
like this?

This is why God doesn't
permit us to see the future.

One day at a time.
That's all we can handle.

Luis...

Use this for the living.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing. Just had a run-in
with Cruz's sister.

Mr. Day and Dex came by.

I don't think
they was too happy.

What did you expect,
shit for brains?

I'm saying, we was just--

Just tell Dex 150,000 will
do it for the whole weekend.

- All right, brother.
- All right.

Fourteen hundred.

All right.

Don't spend it on the way back.

Big Rodney.
I like that jacket, man.

When you'd get sprung from
Folsom? That's a nice tan, too.

They open the skylight while you
were pressing license plates?

If you get on the payroll,
you can have a nice jacket, too.

I'll pass.

- King!
- You still alive, Connor?

I guess Cruz ain't had time
to get back yet.

Come back later.
Oh, that's right. You can't.

You'll be dead.

What do you want?

How many of these places
do he got?

Five! Six, six, six!

Times are good?
You got expensive kicks on.

The drop is gonna be here,
being it's closest to the bank?

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
About 2:00!

- That right?
- Yeah! So what?

As always, Mr. King,
you have been most informative.

- Give Dunzio my love.
- Bitch!

I suppose it's too much to ask
what that was all about?

Dunzio Day is the head
of the biggest street gang

in South Central Los Angeles,
the Double-D's.

Now when Cruz went to jail,

his cousin C-Los took over
the 86th Street operation.

Since then, D-Day's outsmarted
C-Los every step of the way.

So?

D-Day uses
these check cashing joints

to launder his dirty money.

C-Los has had his eye
on knocking them off for years.

- Today?
- With Cruz coming back,

C-Los has a lot more
to worry about than this.

In adversity
lies opportunity, Ross.

You ought to know that
better than anybody.

You're crazy, C.
Why don't we just wait?

- Marco gets out today.
- Then he can help us plan it.

And take all of that money.

Hey, it's my money!
It's my crew!

Technically it's the bank's money or D's,

depending on your point of view.

Yeah, well, soon
it's going to be my money.

Or ours,
depending on your point of view.

- Lucia.
- Have you heard from him?

What's going on?

You're a child, Lucy.
Go home to your mother.

- You are his cousin.
- So? Tu es su hermana.

Have you heard from him?

What business is it of yours
if I have?

Because.

I wanna know if he's gonna make
something of 86th Street again.

Or if he's going to leave it
the mess that you made of it.

A nice bruise on his sister

will make Marco
a good homecoming present.

Stay out of this, Serina.

It's your fault
that he's in prison anyway.

It is my fault?

Oh, it wasn't drugs,
the murder, prostitution?

You had him go to confession
so that rat of a priest

could testify against him
at his trial.

It's called tactics, Lucia.
Nothing more.

Besides, he needed
to clean his soul.

Something you know a lot about.

That's enough.
This is ridiculous.

We have better stuff
to worry about.

Lucy, go home.

I'll call you
when I hear from Marco.

Go!

I better not find out that you
guys have double-crossed him.

$800,000.

D-Days men will pick it up
this afternoon.

C-Los piss you off
once too often?

This is my neighborhood.

This ain't been your
neighborhood for a long time.

Take her home, Ross.

I don't want her walking
the streets. Not today.

Pick me up at the boxing club
down the street.

This won't take a minute.

Can I give you a lift?

In this thing?
I don't think so.

Connor doesn't want you out here
in broad daylight.

Like I care. I hate him.

That's a perfectly
understandable reaction.

Is your brother coming back?

I don't know.

But if he does,
somebody's gonna be sorry!

You don't know me.

And other than
what I read in the paper,

I don't know your brother.

Which means you know nothing.

I know if you care about him,

you won't let him go up
against Connor.

Of course you're going
to say that.

You're the half-breed's partner.

That's not it.
My father was a cop, okay?

A vato killed him
not a half mile from here.

So that's why
you became a cop, hmm?

For a little revenge
on the rest of us?

The boy who killed him
was 14 years old.

He didn't have a chance,
but you do.

That's what Rico says.

You should listen to him.

Now can I give you a lift?

No. Tell Connor I said
thanks for the ride.

So D-Day done pushed
the 86th Street headquarters

way down here?

You are one hell
of a businessman, C-Los.

It's nice to see you
on your last day on earth.

I trust you got a warrant.

A warrant?
Why would I need a warrant?

I heard I could get some great
boxing lessons down here

in your fine establishment.

But that's right,
you only take cash, don't you?

In your case, the lessons
could be free, Connor.

That's true.

Free? Now that's funny.
That's a bargain,

considering how much
of your teaching staff

is gonna be laid up
in the hospital.

You may scare them, homes,
but you don't scare me.

Boo!

As you were, ladies.

This is great advice.

Connor?

Connor? Connor's a joto.

Don't under estimate him.

You're sure
they're pulling something?

Oh, yeah.

They probably figure
there's no down side.

If Cruz comes back, C-Los looks
like he has it together.

If he doesn't, it's more money
in C-Los' pocket.

And they finally get to
push back at the Double D's.

And some long hard years of
being pushed hard the other way.

What you get out of his sister?

- Nothing.
- I wouldn't say that.

What now?

We're gonna see
how the other half lives.

Thought you was leaving town.

Oh, I am, I am.
Just wanted to come and borrow

some of this fancy luggage
of yours,

but from the looks of things,
I can't.

All right, so I'm leaving, too.
You got a problem with that?

No, no, not at all, D.

I'm just a little surprised
at you, that's all.

What, you think going up against
Cruz is such a good idea?

Help yourself.

Nice.

Tahiti.

'Cause it's that time
of year again

when you throw
one of those nice parties

for your
major dope connections.

It's a young man's game,
Connor.

You know that
better than anybody.

What, you been a cop now, 10--

15 years, D.

And the whole time, you've been
LA's number-one drug dealer.

Look here, man.

My record's as empty
as a base head's wallet.

I've never even had so much as
a jaywalking citation.

And for that, I should be
docked ten years of my pay.

Don't be so hard on yourself,
Connor.

I owned every judge
you ever put me in front of.

What were you supposed to do?

Maybe I should have shot you.

Maybe I'll shoot you right now.

But then you'd be the bastard
everybody thinks you are.

They could only
hang me once, right?

Look, Connor, I got some things
I need to take care of,

so I hope you don't mind
if I don't shake hands.

And you can see yourself out.
You know the way, right?

Carlos Ruiz.

Yes, Mr. Day.

I believe your men
just arrived.

Excellent. We'll meet the day
after the bank closes

at the place we discussed, yes?

Of course. I'll make sure
to give them the special bags

just as we arranged.

Thank you for your trust in me.

Thank you, Carlos.

You make me feel so good
when you talk like that.

Si. Later.

Okay, bye.

- You disgust me.
- Oh, really?

Perez, what are you doing here?

What a pleasant surprise.
It's been a long time, eh?

- Where is everybody?
- I don't know.

- Have you heard about Marco?
- Yeah, I heard.

Isn't that great?
The parties, the money,

a little sniff-sniff
once in a while.

God, I miss those days.

Perez, what do you want?

If it's your old job back,
the position's been filled.

I wouldn't work for you again
if I were down to my last peso.

Ah! My man with the conscience.

Please leave Lucia out of this.

Out of what?

My thriving business
enterprises?

You know what I mean.
She's young. She lacks things

Things. Things.
What do you mean, things?

Things you can't afford
to buy her, huh?

You still want the vida
that goes with them?

Just leave her out of this.

Rico?

Rico?

Rico!

Whew! I should just have this
implanted in my brain.

What does implant mean?

Ask my fiancé.
They cost me five G's.

Tickets, please.

Well, I guess
I'd better freshen up.

I would love the pleasure of
buying you dinner this evening.

Oh, thank you,
but I have plans.

Hey, mister,
where's your girlfriend?

She just went
to the ladies' room.

If she went to the ladies' room,

why did the other man
go with her?

Where we going?

Follow the money, Detective.

Follow the money.

They're turning.

Delivery in the alley.
Less conspicuous.

What do you say
we just hide and watch?

Never thought a brother
would see the day

where he'd be waving at 5-0,
and they'd wave right back.

Not like the old days, huh?

No. You and me
and truckload of cash,

and we ain't even stolen it.

Tight.

It's some shit, ain't it?

Hope it don't change.

You scared, homes?

Cruz ain't all that.
I'll cap his ass myself.

Sure. I'm gonna go take care of
this business. Keep an eye out.

King!

150 as ordered, sir.

Straight up, baby.
Straight up.

D ain't worried about Cruz?

Nah, no.

I'd be shaking in my Kenneth
Coles right about now, man.

I'm telling you.

There's Sabre and Pariah
right there.

What are we waiting for?

We can't very well arrest him
for cashing a check.

- I better call it in.
- No, no, no.

Not yet, not yet.

- May I help you, sir?
- Yeah.

I'd like to cash a check.

This is a pretty large amount,
Mr. Medina.

Do you have an account with us?

It'll be just a minute.
It's an out of state check.

Mr. Medina,
I can't verify the funds.

Oh, come on.
Give a dude a chance.

I'm not authorized to cash
a check that I can't verify.

Okay, lady, just give me back
my check, okay?

I'll take my business
someplace else.

Problem?

Yeah, I can't get through
to his employer,

and the number on the check
doesn't seem to be working.

I seen you in here before, sir?

No, and you ain't going to.
Just give me back my check

and I'll take my business
somewhere else more friendly.

Hey, this is
a counterfeit check.

Bull! I cash them checks all
the time at the liquor store.

Then why did you
come here today?

Why you didn't go
to the liquor store?

We take a dim view of crooks
around here, dirtball.

Who you niggers
calling a dirtball?

Operator, dispatch.

I'm a cop, Connor.

Ross, stay out of this.

Do not end up like your old man.

That's right. You're not
the only one who can read.

When this is over,
you'll get a brand-new partner.

Just let this bullshit
be buried with me.

Yo, King, let the dude go.
Give him back his check.

I got a tight schedule to keep.

We don't have no taco sauce.

You're in the wrong part of
town. But we do have ketchup.

King! Hold on.

Something wrong here.

Hey, hey, King!

Damn it.

Operator, dispatch.

Dispatch, this is Ross.

King!

Shit!

-
- Go! Go!

Rico! Rico!

-
- Lucy, get behind me.

Connor!

Stay behind me!

Let me go, Connor!
Just let me walk away!

Come on, Connor!
We've known each other too long!

What's going on?

Just let me walk away!

Connor, what are you doing?

Shit, we both gonna die!

So, what happened to--

I don't know.

Perhaps he got off early.

May I borrow your phone
a moment?

Of course.

You know, we never really
got introduced.

My name is a Elena Mill.

Marco.

Marco Cruz.

Dunzio Day.

D! We was hit, man!

It was bad.
They got it all, dog.

You all right, man?

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine, man.
I'm good.

They got everything, man.

All right, drop everything
and come on back.

You sure, man?

Most definitely.

Just walk away.

-
- Rampart.

Captain, some fella says
there's a hell of a shootout

at one of those payday
money deals.

Connor.

Rico.

Lucia?

Ay, mija, what happened?

Rico's dead.

Oh, no! How?

He tried to stop C-Los
and the Double D's

from starting a gang war.

I curse the day my sister
was pregnant with that devil.

It wasn't C-Los' fault, mama.
It was mine.

Rico tried to warn me.

And now I'll never have the
chance to tell him he was right.

About C-Los,

about Marco,

and about me.

Ay, no, mija.

No.

Come on.

Look at that! Newspaper!

This isn't the money!

You said this was all set up.

I don't know! D-Day must have
called after I left!

I don't know!

- How did he find out?
- Just lucky I guess.

You said he was lucky when he
got every dealer south of 94th

to work for him!

Man, I don't know, man!
We had a bad day!

A bad-- A bad day?

We've lost everything!

You know, some people bring
bad luck unto themselves.

I told you before,
leave her out of this.

Oh, I'd love to, but some of us
didn't have a choice.

You know Marco told me
to take care of her.

Put money into her,
get her anything she needed.

He know what else
you put into her? Hmm?

Sorry, Ross.

It's Connor.

Hello?

Yeah. Okay. It's Marco.

He wants you to pick him up
at Union Station in 20 minutes.

Police officer.
I'm borrowing your car.

- What?
- Now!

But I can't.

Have your mother
call the precinct.

Tell them Detective Ross
commandeered your car.

Have them call Connor
on the radio.

If he doesn't answer,
have them put out an APB.

- Hello, Serina.
- Connor.

You didn't go with the others.

Marco's on his way back.
I thought I'd wait here.

In case there are no survivors.

You're a cynic, Connor,
and it doesn't become you.

Occupational hazard.
What can I say?

C-Los loves me,
and you know it.

Just not enough
to fight for you.

Don't be so certain.

That hit against D-Day
was real stupid.

You know D is three steps
ahead of C-Los.

Just as you are.

Goodbye, Connor

I believe I won't be
seeing you again.

Muerto y lejos?

Muerto y lejos.
The only question will be

who will be dead
and who will be gone.

And arriving on track 13,

the Cali Express
from San Francisco, San Jose...

Hello, cousin.

Never thought
I would see this day.

You have been running things
well in my absence?

You know that I have.

And Serina?

Is she at home making herself
beautiful for me?

I'm sure that she is.

The question is
at whose home?

Whose home?

Come on.

Hola, mama.

Marco.

Donde esta Lucia?

I sent her away.

Porque?

I didn't want her to be here
when you came home.

Porque no?

You need some time.
You need to adjust, you know?

I'm not on parole
or probation, Mamasita.

I'm free.

I didn't mean that.

Why is C-Los outside our home?

Cousin C met me at the train.

I don't want that animal
near you.

Mama, C is my cousin.

Mi amigo.

Tu amigo?

You don't need an amigo
like this.

Nor his devil of a girlfriend,
this Serina.

Serina is his girlfriend?

That little whore who
treated you like you were God.

How wonderful.

How truly wonderful.

Leave this old life behind.

Tell those savages to go away.

Por favor.

I made your favorite meal.
Arroz con pollo.

Of course, Mama.
Of course.

I have but a few errands.

Then I will be home.

Just you and me.

Errands.

I know what these errands are.

You think I don't know,
but I know.

What do you mean, Mama?

Leave the priest alone.
Leave Father Luis alone!

And the policeman.
Leave the men alone!

Carmela...

Carmela?

Mama, this is not your affair.

You have turned this
neighborhood into a slum.

You have made your sister
into an idiot!

A girl who worships
the ground that you walk on.

And worst of all, you take
your own mother for a fool.

I'm not a fool, Marco.

I used to be,
but I'm not anymore.

You will not talk to me
this way.

I will go with my friends.
I will come home.

You will cook for me
and clean for me.

And most of all,
you will forever shut up.

God will punish you.

We will never
speak of this again.

What took so long?

Carmela and I
had to set things right.

Mother and son.

It's all good now?

Very.

You've lost it all,
haven't you, cousin?

I-- I don't know what you mean.

Yeah.

Very good.

No, it is taken care of.

So...

how much was your take
this afternoon?

Take?

What take?

Authorities say the robbery
at Payday Money in East LA,

was the most deadly instance
of gang war in recent years.

Police refuse to speculate

how much the thieves
may have taken.

The Payday outlets
have in the past

been targets of money
laundering investigations,

and there's no way
to determine

how much may have been
involved.

Looking ahead to
Southern California weather,

we're expecting some rain
in a couple--

What's all this, man?

It is what it is, bro.

Are you-- Are you crazy?
Are you loco, man?

We've been hit, man.

We got to hit back. Hard!

They got nothing

They got nothing?

Pariah drove up out of there
with 800 large!

They got nothing, Dex.

Ruiz filled the bags
with newspaper on my order.

And you didn't trust me?

You didn't trust me enough
to give me a heads-up on that?

Trust had nothing
to do with it, Dex.

I made up my mind
after you left, man.

Ruiz is supposed to be
meeting me to give me the money.

I was hoping you'd roll with me
and watch my back.

I can't believe this, man.

The great Dunzio Day gonna
turn tail and start running.

After everything we done put
together, man? Are you crazy?

I'm out, brother.
I'm done.

I tried to tell you
this morning.

Was it Cruz?
I'll handle him, man.

I'll get B, I'll get Rodney,
a couple of the other cats, man.

We'll get rid of him quick, man.

You take your vacation, man.

I'm not coming back, Dex.

Come on, man,
what you doing?

We're the Double D's, man.

Dunzio, Dex, remember?
Just the two of us.

Come on, baby!
What are you saying?

Maybe we should have
stayed that way, bro.

I can't...
I can't let you do that, man.

After everything
that we worked for?

We're lucky, Dex.

We never had to pay for
anything we've ever done.

Let's start now, baby bro.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You're bleeding.
I'm sorry.

It's all good.

I'm sorry.

It's all good.

Dunzio?

We need to meet.

Father?

Lucia?

Father.

Father Luis, I'm so sorry.

I hated you for so long.

I thought what you did
to Marco was unforgivable.

But now I...
Now I know.

Lucia, Lucia.

Don't feel guilty
for being human.

I missed coming to mass
for so long,

and I used to love
to come hear you speak.

But after...

Pensé que tu eras el diablo.

I thought you were the devil.

Perhaps you were right.

Look, I spent many
long days and nights

wondering if what I did
was the right thing

in the eyes of God.

Should I have stopped
his confession?

Should I have
disqualified myself?

In the end, I've come to believe
that what I did was right.

Father, you have to leave
right away.

Connor, was right.
If Marco catches you,

he'll kill you.

Now, Lucia, I've been living
on blessed time

since the first time he tried.

I have cursed this man,
reviled him,

and forgiven him.

I was such a vain man.

But now...

the opportunity to see life
from this chair

has opened my eyes to...
to so many things,

just as your eyes are
beginning to open right now.

Father...

Do you have
a safe place to stay?

Sí, mi tía Cecilia.

You go and wait there
until this is over.

- Father...
- Go. Go. Go.

Freeze!

Lose the gun.

Move away. Now!

Lucia, are you okay?

I'm all right.

Better than you, bitch.

Yeah, I know what I'm asking.
You gonna help me or not?

Hey, Paige, could you get me
a cup of java while you're up?

- Two sugars.
- But you're so sweet already.

They just brought this back
this morning.

They're still sealed
by the court.

It should be
in the interview file.

When Luis agreed to testify,
I let it drop.

I know it's in there.

- Paige!
- Yes, sir.

Do we have any sharp scissors
out there?

Yes, we do.
I'm sure I can find you some.

Well, snap it up, will you?

You're gonna get me shot.

I'll sing at your funeral.

Detective?

Detective.

Detective.

Has anybody seen Ross?

She's probably at the spa
fixing her makeup.

Thought today was your last day.

Why? You want my parking space?

Connor!

What?

What the hell was
that massacre all about?

I spent half the day
on the damn phone.

Save me the Dirty Harry speech,
Captain. I quit.

You quit?

Yeah, I quit.
K-W-I-T, kwit.

You can have my badge
in the morning.

Right now I'm too tired
to even reach into my pants.

Cruz got to you, didn't he?

Yeah, that's it.

I'm scared shitless
of that little spic.

- Then?
- If you don't know, Hannigan,

then you're too damn dumb
to explain it to.

Connor, I got as much use
for you as I do another dick.

You've all but torn that place
apart out there.

Every decent cop out there
hates your guts.

How decent of them.

I hear you used to be
a first-rate cop

till you got caught
cozying up with the rat squad.

Rat squad, my ass.

It's your new pals down
at the Parker Center

that put these guys
on the street,

making such piss poor money,
they qualify for food stamps,

and then you send them
on the street

up against gangs
that make millions.

That only leaves them with
a couple of options, Hannigan.

Sit on their asses
and pretend to do the job,

take payments under the table
like my ex-fine partners.

or get burned down and shot
trying to do their goddamn job.

You're breaking my heart.

Yeah, well,
your system still sucks,

or it wouldn't have partnered
a nice little cop like Ross

with a monster like me.

- Starks.
- Is this the police?

You stab 'em, we slab 'em.

There's an Officer Ross
who took my daughter's car.

I believe she might be
in some sort of trouble.

Really? So Detective Ross
is in some sort of trouble.

She mentioned calling
Sergeant Connor on the radio

or putting out an ABB.

- An ABB, ma'am?
- Yes, sir.

I'll take care of this
right away. Thank you.

Just doing my civic duty.

Detective.

Wake up.

Detective!

Wake up!

Where are we?

I think we're in a warehouse
by the harbor.

Who's out there?

A couple of D-Day's chatos.

With the brains of a dog
between them,

they forgot to take
my cell phone.

Rampart.

Ali?

You.

Is Amir around?

Left after his run-in with you.
Do you blame him?

I need you
to do something for me.

Amir's dirty,
and I think you know it.

What do you want?

Look, let's call 9-1-1.

- Okay, good. Go down.
-

Go up.
Okay, go over.

Damn it! It's gone!
The battery!

With everything going on today,
I forgot to charge it.

Let's try the precinct.
323-555-1000.

Down a little bit.

Okay. Okay, you got it.
You got it, you got it!

Oh, it's gone.

One more. It's a long shot.

555-7189.

Okay, okay.

Right there.

- Go down.
-

- Go over.
-

Go down. Okay, good.

- Okay, you got it, you got it.
-

Roe Connor. Hello?

Hello, Connor.

What do you want?

Connor!

Sorry about that, Connor.
We'll get back to you.

Now you'll die.

Oh, no.
Don't worry, little cousin.

I'm sure Detective Connor
will cooperate.

And if he doesn't?

Well, then you die.

Oh, my.

If you'd shown this initiative
working for my friend Dunzio,

perhaps he would still be alive.

No. Marco.

They should be here by now.

I have learned in prison.

Patience, my new friend.

I suggest you take a...

breath.

She's a handful, ain't she?

If it isn't the love of my life.

Come here.

Puta.

You can have her.

No, thank you.

Muerto, bandito perro.
Muerto, bandito.

Muerto!

So when does Carlos
show up with the money?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

What?

I have a proposition, amigo.

Yeah, well, it better end
with you dead.

It can end with your friend here
in that condition.

- And my sister in the harbor.
- I'm listening.

Have you ever seen
that movie, Connor,

Where the bandito
gets off the train,

and they have the shootout
in front of the church?

Leave Luis out of this.

Be at the church
in ten minutes, Connor.

If you make any call,
we'll know it.

Throw both your cell phones
into the street.

If we see any policia,
anyone at all,

your partner and my sister
will die.

Renko, it's Connor.

I need you to do something
for me, and it could cost you.

Make sure she calls Ruiz.
Have her meet him here,

and then follow me.
You know what to do next.

Sí.

It will be done.

Renko? Thank God.

Oh, my God.
Look at this.

Hello, Father.

Que pendejo eres.

Luis, shh.
What's the matter with you?

We are in the house of God,
for crying out loud.

What do you know of God?

Because it was the Lord
that saved me!

Don't you think so?

No. The devil saved you.

Really?

I thought perhaps...

He had forgiven my sins.

You know something...

Something you
should know a bit about.

Isn't that right, Father?

I haven't touched your mother
since I've been a man of God.

And before that?
Before that?

When I was just a boy
in Argentina?

Huh?

When you were just a man, Luis?

Was she good?

In bed, mi mama?

You should leave this place.

Kill me or get out of here.

Kill you.

Get out or kill you.

Get out, kill you.

Now where?

Where shall we kill you?

Where shall we kill you?

Where shall we kill you?

On the altar?
In front of Him?

You know,
this will truly be justice.

Don't you think?

Marco!

If you don't want to die,
get out.

You.

I will not kill you
in Luis' church.

But on my mother's eyes,
do not tempt me outside.

You're not going to touch me
anywhere, Connor.

The whole world knows
you're out to get me.

You'll get the gas chamber,
Connor.

Not if he has witnesses.

You?

You're so funny.

Who's gonna believe you?

They'll know you're just trying
to save your own devious skin.

Marco!

I will tell the truth.

Do as you're told.

Get out!

Watch your back, Connor.

I will not take no
for an answer.

I wouldn't go for money.

I'm not going to leave
out of fear.

You have paid a higher price

than anyone has
a right to expect.

You sure you're not talking
about yourself?

You follow directions well,
Connor.

You know, in my country,

it's tradition to offer a man
one last smoke before execution.

No, thanks.
It's bad for my health.

Wouldn't want you
to come down with nothing.

Well, well, well, Dexter.

Did D-Day make it
out the country?

He's out of this world, man.

We've definitely
formed an alliance, eh?

That'll last.

Long enough to see you dead.

The enemy of my enemy
is my friend, Connor.

Ahh! After that?

Who cares, amigo?

With you gone, there'll be
enough business for everybody.

And nobody's gonna miss you.

And just in case
you try to adios...

We make a call.

And Ross is dead.

She may be tougher
than you think.

- I have to go out there.
- Luis, you cannot.

Look, the bishop wanted me
excommunicated.

He wouldn't believe
I was a witness.

He was convinced that I'd broken
the confessional seal.

But it was Connor
who came to my rescue.

Six rounds.

Six men.

Let's dance.

Isn't this great?
Just like the old west.

Luis, you don't have anything
to prove to anyone.

Why should you spend
the rest of your life

looking over your shoulder?

We can go away.
We can run away from anyone.

Anyone?

Anyone but Him.

Marco, no.

You're not like this.

What do you know of me?

You're my brother.

Get out of here...

or you're gonna
end up like Rico.

You don't have to do this.

There's got to be another way.

Just not a better way.

I said get out!

You would have killed me.

Well...

Where do you want it, Connor?
In the gut?

Where you would cry like a baby
for your mama?

Or in the head
where it's over quick?

Okay?

I hope you saved your soul,
brother,

'cause your ass belongs to me.

You came close, Connor,
but no cigar.

Move and I kill them both!

Okay?

Marco!

Look at this.

Riding to the rescue, Luis?

What a pitiful sight.

- Let her go!
- Okay.

All right, all right.
Go, go, go.

Whatever you say, Father.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

Well!

Somebody called the cops.

What do you know?

This neighborhood
is really going to hell.

Take me, Marco.
Let the others go.

You've seen
too many movies, Luis.

Why choose
when I can have both?

Marco! No!
It's cold-blooded murder!

That's what you sent me
to prison for.

Could it have been
that you were right?

What do you think?

I'm sorry. Gotta go.

I hope you saved your soul,
Connor.

'Cause your ass belongs to me!

Gotta get you to the hospital.
You've lost too much blood.

It ain't over till it's over.

Please have your tickets ready.

I've been looking for
some good luggage all day.

Mind if we take a look?

Looks like it's all here.

All right.
Both of you turn around.

- Bitch.
- Come on.

You know the drill.
Turn around.

- Shit.
- Come on.

How did you know?

I remembered that you went
to Gage Middle School

from Marco's
original trial record.

I had Paige cross reference
the records

and found that Carlos Ruiz
also went to Gage,

along with Jose Fernandez,
whose body was found

near the train tracks
late this afternoon.

I also remembered that Amir
used to wear a Gage T-shirt.

When D-Day told Ruiz to fill
the cash bags with newspapers,

he suspected that C-Los
would try to rip him off.

It wasn't hard to get Ruiz
to cooperate,

especially for you, Serina.

You talked Ruiz into stealing
800,000 cash

he was supposed
to deliver to D-Day

when he decided
to leave the country

and instead
bring the 800,000 to you.

I saw Ruiz's ticket
in the trash at the club

and figured Ruiz's plan probably
went in the trash with it,

no doubt to be replaced by
your new pal here, Amir.

You have sharp eyes, Connor.

When Fernandez failed to kill
Marco on the train as planned,

the only option was
for you and Amir

to kill Carlos Ruiz
when he delivered the 800,000.

Then you and Amir staged your
deaths to try and fool Ross,

figuring she'd be in too much
of a hurry to check your bodies.

That way, you and Amir
could make it across the border

before anybody caught up to you.

You know, Connor,
there's a lot of money here.

Maybe you and I--

Me and you? No, no.
I don't think so.

'Cause then Ross and Amir
would have to hook up,

and I don't think
Ross likes him very much.

You're such an asshole.

Let's book these two so we
can get you to the hospital.

You're starting to look
as pale as Hannigan.

Let's go. Turn around.

- Don't touch me.
- Turn around!

Connor, are you coming?

Connor?

You still pulling the plug?

Yeah. There's nothing left
for me here.

There's talk about putting you
up for a Medal of Honor.

You earned it.

Ross earned it.

If those geniuses downtown
got half a brain,

that's who
they're gonna give it to.

You know, I was wrong
about you, Connor.

I believed what they
told me about you.

It was my fault.

I'm the one
that should apologize.

LAPD gave me
a semblance of a life.

I should've never
spit in its face.

Well, in any case, good luck.

If they ever repeal Miranda
or the exclusionary rule,

I'll give you a call.

Don't hold your breath, brother.

You seen Ross today?

No. She's taking some time off.
I thought she's earned it.

Thought I might find you here.

That's why
you're a master detective.

I pulled the plug.
Looks like I'm not the only one.

Well, I'm thinking about it.

Hey. Funny thing.

When the bishop got back
to the rectory,

he found that someone
had left an $800,000 donation

- in the offering box.
- Wow.

You wouldn't happen to know
anything about that, would you?

Me? No, no, not me.

No. Don't look at me.

Connor, I, uh--

Lucy, I talked to the
groundskeepers at the cemetery,

and they're gonna put
fresh flowers on Rico's grave

once every week.

If you need anything else,

tell them it would be
a personal favor to me.

It's not what lies behind us,
Lucy, but what lies inside us.

I know.

Thank you for giving me
my daughter back.

You're a good man.

I don't know about that,
but thank you.

Luis, can I speak to you
for a moment?

How long have you known?

That Cruz was your son?

A long time.

That's why you entered
the priesthood.

His death is no reason
for you to quit.

You are.

Maybe for a little while.

Unless Ross here
gets her ass in a sling.

Then... you never know.

The Lord works
in mysterious ways.

Did you mean what you said
about coming back?

I know.
Don't hold my breath.

Now you're learning.

I owe you everything.

Yes, you do, Ross.
Yes, you do.

But not nearly as much
as I owe you.

If I live long enough
to see my kids grow

If I'm strong enough
to let my past go

If I live long enough

I beg forgiveness for the game
making me pissed

I just want to feed my kids

If I'm strong enough

I keep from doing bids

Puff a little herb
in the meanwhile and live

If I live long enough

I create some works of art
to last for years

and end a couple of careers

If I'm strong enough

- I'll ignore the finest bitch
- If I live long enough

You'll see how real
that Chino is

Is it possible for me
to succeed

Without selling my soul
for the wrong price

Time spinning backwards,
my life in turnaround

Am I worth less
when I'm not dissing

I got so much more
beneath the surface

If you would listen
you'd become immersed

With words of one of the most
thought-provoking cats

You could converse with

Break bread
and share a verse with

If we die share a hearse with

It's my 15th anniversary
of my passion of writing

But you deem perfection
in its own right

Or when I'm in the zone tight
holdin' on with all my might

Kneeling clutching rosary beads
Write and inscribe

Fighting to keep
my man-child inside alive

But I'm too lost in anger
trying to harmonize

And become one with the moments

That I'm standing in abandoning
aborted theories of life

Fury and strife

Pestilent landscapes
in the deserts of my mind

Trying to find the oasis
My flow so racist

I don't want to die
holding these four aces

I'm known in most places
for having lyrics

that can fill 8,007
whole bookcases

But still I don't speak

I hate people
more and more each day

But today I hate them
like it's next week

And still I didn't peak,
verbally

Kind of like
I'm playing hide and seek

Who will be the one
to murder me

I take it back to Jersey
where I'm treated like clergy

Rhyme through a stethoscope
in my open heart surgery

I make the sky bleed burgundy

I'm about to
change my name to Earth

'cause you niggas
think the world of me

If I live long enough
to see my kids grow

If I'm strong enough
to let my past go

If I live long enough

I beg forgiveness for the game
making me pissed

I just want to feed my kids

If I'm strong enough

I keep from doing bids

Puff a little herb
in the meanwhile and live

If I live long enough

I create some works of art
to last for years

and end a couple of careers

If I'm strong enough

- I'll ignore the finest bitch
- If I live long enough

You'll see how real
that Chino is

If I live long enough
to see my kids grow

If I'm strong enough
to let my past go

If I live long enough

I beg forgiveness for the game
making me pissed

I just want to feed my kids

If I'm strong enough

I keep from doing bids

Puff a little and live

If I live long enough

I create some works of art
to last for years

and end a couple of careers

If I'm strong enough

- I'll ignore the finest bitch
- If I live long enough

You'll see how real
that Chino is