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Last week, we pulled into

Babylon Burgers on Western.

Gar, the 101's a fucking parking lot after 7:00, let's go.

Order number two, extra cheese.

Guess what's not in the burger?

Gar, tell me in the car, come on.

Cheese, coño, there's no fucking cheese in my burger!

You know, I feel like a fucking asshole

throwing on the lights in traffic.

This broad starts screaming bloody murder.

I mean, this, you're gonna like this.

Turns out, we got our burgers swapped.

Problem is, she's lactose intolerant, right?

So, we walk up to this scrawny teenager,

you know, working the counter,

and this bitch, listen to this,

is about to beat his face in, right.

And guess what he says?

That our shift starts in five.

Uh-uh.

Um, ladies, the meal's on the house.

And all three of us are thinking the same thing.

The bitch always pays for the meal.

Hey, I paid every day this week.

No, you didn't, that was me.

What's that, like 10%?

Here we go again with this shit.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, that's, that's my lunch.

Possession is nine-tenths of the law.

What does that have to do with anything?

Oh, oh, oh, come on, po-po!

I ain't looking for no trouble, man!

Look, I'm just trying to scrape up

some change to get some grub.

It's okay, buddy, go home.

Zip it up.

That bum don't got no home!

Who the fuck you calling a bum?

I ain't no bum!

Hey, buddy, drunk in public smacks

a thousand dollars, so take the food and leave.

The hell with your damn food.

Because I ain't no goddamn charity!

Shit!

And the police don't control us!

We control us!

Take your fucking food, man!

- Police don't control shit. - Get the fuck off me.

- Police don't control shit! - Get the fuck off me!

Police don't control shit!

You want resisting, too?

You don't have anything sharp in here

that's going to stab me, do you?

Oh, get a real job!

One more word out of you and you're getting disorderly.

You got that?

Sorry.

Fucking zoo out here, papito.

Peace officer oath doesn't quite say it all.

Oh, you learn a lot about the oath over the years.

Well, you've gotta find the love in it somewhere.

Let me tell you something, Remito.

Hollywood ain't real.

Out here, you trying to be a hero,

Marley's gonna be IDing you at the morgue.

You wanna survive?

You duck your head and you check that honor at the door.

You ain't gonna make no difference

to these fucked up people.

Time to clock in.

Yo, I gotta take a piss.

You ain't coming in here with that bag.

You of all people should know

I ain't bringing that shit here.

Yo, is today the day, dog?

Shit, mail comes in an hour.

Dog, I be hella nervous

- if I were you. - Drew, sweetie?

Yo, quick, under here, fool.

Have you heard back yet?

No, nothing since you went to bed.

- Georgetown. - I know.

Boy, wouldn't that be something?

Good riddance!

Jesus Christ!

A little privacy, please?

Marion Ernesto Williams, I have repeatedly

asked you to stay out of my house!

And do not use the Lord's name in vain.

Miss Stanton, have I mentioned you look beautiful today?

Oh, yeah?

What about me looks so beautiful?

Um, um,

your feet.

Boy, get from under that table!

You ain't no dog.

Boy, the only reason why this cane ain't up your behind

is I feel sorry for your little sister.

That was sweet what you said about my feet.

Boy, you better shape up right now

or you gonna be bunking with Drew's father.

And, boy, nobody looks at a woman's feet.

That's nasty!

For the millionth time, raises mean more paperwork.

Are you serious?

Come on, Cap.

All you gotta do is dot the I's.

I got Internal at 3:00.

You got two minutes and then you're outta here.

I know it's in my bones to serve, Cap.

I can't give up this life.

I'm sorry, kid.

I just figured after you asked for

his badge you had made peace with it.

Badge represents the oath I took, not the one my dad did.

I remember you coming in here with your pops.

Back when you had that one big fuckin' zit

above your forehead.

Cap, you know what's goin' on in my family.

And my dad ain't here to pay the bills now, so...

Look, it's a simple equation.

People get arrested, they pay fines based

on those arrests that pay our salaries.

No major arrests, no salaries.

Well, I got the guy from this morning

sitting in a cell right now.

A homeless man gets me a stack of paperwork.

I'm not gonna go out there and create crime

that doesn't exist, come on!

Open your fuckin' eyes, Remy!

I'm out there every day, Cap, I know what goes down!

Time's up; go home and get cleaned up.

I'm on a double.

Who works a double after the owl shift?

The type of officer who should get promoted!

You could just die and collect the pension money.

My wife suggests that all the time.

Look, kid, I put you with Garcia for reason.

Follow her lead and your numbers will go up.

Look outside.

You've got assholes with guns, kids with fuckin' drugs.

You wanna see the vilest part of human society?

Take a five minute walk down East side.

Your raise is sittin' right there on the street.

Go find it!

Congrats, dog!

Hey, we gonna be all up in those freshman parties.

What you mean, we?

You barely made it through middle school.

Man, Wesley High don't teach you nothin'

about gettin' guap.

Shit, whatever happened to corporate sales?

Dog, that was some middle school shit.

People grow up.

Man, middle school sure ain't no 30 a semester, dog,

I tell you that.

Shit, you could knock off about 10 bucks

with them cans you got.

90 cans at five cents a pop.

You can't even get a meal at the dining hall with this shit.

Man, just keep grinding down at Pepper's, dog.

Savin' that pay check.

Yeah, if only this shit had about

three more zeroes at the end of it.

I'd be living right now!

Yo, what about student loans and shit?

Still got about 25, 30 more to go.

You need to stop all this minimum wage shit

and grab a pack off me.

I appreciate the gesture, bro,

but you know that ain't my scene.

And besides, I ain't trying to

have no reunion with the pops.

Well, shit, I guess if you're gonna be poor

LA the place to be hustlin'.

Back when I lived in Philly, damn, son, that weather!

Bro, you got me fucked up.

I ain't trying to fool with no 40 degree winters.

Dog, you ain't never seen cold!

The spring ain't even 40 degrees in Philly.

Bro, why ain't you looking at UCLA or nothin'?

Man, ain't shit out here in this city for me.

Nothin' but a graveyard full of dead dreams out here, man.

I could put you on, just give me the word.

I got two weeks to make this cash.

Let's make some fuckin' moves.

Ah!

Salad's fresh from the market on Vine.

Looks delicious, babe.

You're the best.

Uh, do we not say grace anymore?

Thank you, God, for the food,

for,

for this beautiful, gorgeous lady,

for our little offspring.

Thank you, God, for everything.

Amen.

Amen.

And thank you, God, for plates.

Thank you.

I gotta be back at the station in an hour.

It's $5 dollar Fridays at LA Dance.

No.

We don't need tickets to dance.

Come on.

Come here, baby.

Why don't you show me what you got?

This reminds me of your Mom's basement.

It does.

Yeah, you were such a sucker for that scooter.

I liked you in spite of your scooter.

What, orange flames aren't your thing?

Eh, it got pretty good gas mileage.

- Oh! - Sorry.

Oh, that's my toe.

You want me to kiss your lips to make your toes better?

Mm-hmm, yeah, Eastern medicine, baby.

The body's one organ and it's all functioning in unison.

What?

What's the matter?

Celery.

- Uh-uh. - Mm-hmm.

No.

Mm-hmm, come here.

I'm here to protect and serve the community

from the dangers of not flossing.

No, no, no.

You've seen my operations.

- No, stop it. - Come on.

Stop it, weirdo!

The wonderful neighborhood of Westlake.

Hey, shh.

It's okay, baby.

It's okay, come here.

It's the first time she's smiled in two days.

Anything new?

Just another inconclusive test.

Another week of this, she'll go back on the tube again.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Daddy's gotta go.

Thank you.

Where would I be without you?

See you sometime tomorrow?

Yeah, soon, baby.

You know I talked to Cap and we're gonna be okay, I swear.

Yeah, it's just, you know.

No.

I'm not him.

I barely knew him.

Come here.

Leftovers will be in the fridge.

It ain't breaking and entering if the door's unlocked.

It's clever, right?

This shit's on a platter for you!

Some dude who ain't even home.

How you know that?

My boy already came through, banging on the door.

CEO, bitch!

I'll go around back.

Yo, bro, hey, chill, man, hold up.

Chill, I ain't trying to move weight

this heavy with somebody, bro.

Like, my pops got sent away for less than an ounce.

It's your choice, dog.

You can go donate blood for $10 dollars and movie tickets,

but this stash shit is gonna get you all guap.

Fuck it, man.

Uh!

Lookie here.

Misguided Jehovah's Witness

just strolls into my living room.

You mute, boy?

'Cause mute people still make sounds and shit.

I'm giving you three seconds to tell me why I

shouldn't carve your face up with some nice plastic surgery.

Three, two!

Damn, bro!

So we got that shit, didn't we?

Ain't nobody bleeding.

We all good.

Why the fuck would I wear makeup?

I've seen you plumping those lashes.

That's mascara, you man!

That's not fucking makeup!

We got a 507 disturbance

at 403 Lanfair Avenue, Westwood, over.

Dispatch, can you repeat?

A 403 Lanfair Avenue.

Guns or drugs, papito.

Hey, they wouldn't call something through for no reason.

Listen.

You ain't gonna find anything at a 507 disturbance

in Westwood except some drunk college kids

arguing over who's gonna tip the pizza guy.

Come on, take a left here, see where it goes.

Remito, if ain't guns or drugs it ain't paying the bills.

Bust your yap, here,

- Sylvia, come on let's hear it. - Oh, my God.

Okay, listen, you'd rather deal with a bunch

of wasted college kids than some dumbass motherfucker

with a little bit of coke in his pocket?

Come on, are you stupid?

Copy that, we're on it.

Somebody's gotta do the crap.

Who else is doing this shit?

The only thing worth investing in

is yourself, remember that.

They gave you that medal for a reason.

The least you could do is wear it for him.

I see that 806 on your chest.

Makes me feel like he's still here.

I learned a long time ago; you keep pressing

that rewind button, it's gonna eat

you alive until there's nothing left.

Little early to be slinging out here.

Bitch, I'm chillin'.

And I got my med card.

Ooh, good shit.

ID, please.

I ain't gotta do shit.

I know my rights.

Well, you're this close to have

the right to remain silent.

Fuck you, pig!

Come on.

You know the routine!

You ain't got shit and it's not gonna be straight!

What the fuck, man?

This is some bullshit!

It's plain view doctrine, bro, read the law.

Spread your legs.

I'm gonna be back on these streets tomorrow!

Now you have the right to remain silent.

But if you're not smart enough to use that right

then I suggest you listen to the officer

who's telling you to shut the fuck up!

Man, all us niggers ain't doing the same shit!

Well, I ain't seen no brothers here selling mix tapes.

I need a background on a Jamal Wilson.

2820 Ventura Boulevard.

Man, I'm waitin' out here for my girl

and y'all motherfuckers roll up to me with this bullshit?

I know you can see the badge.

Yeah, well, I knew I knew you.

You that cop livin' up on 33rd.

Wrong guy.

You that bacon that live with that fine

little brunette in them Hazey apartments.

Guy's clean, no priors.

Come on, Remy, you know there ain't shit here, let's go.

What the fuck did you say?

You better watch your step out here, cowboy.

Especially with that nice little family of yours.

Is there something you wanna tell me?

Fuck you, pussy-ass 5-0!

Remy, move the fuck back!

That's assault, you stupid, pendejo!

Racist motherfuckers.

Soon as I walk out that jail,

gonna make my way down to 33rd block.

I might take a little pitstop and do your bitch!

This guy's a fucking asshole.

- Let's go, Remy, come on! - Shh, shh, shh.

Just gimme a few minutes.

I promise you, we all gonna have her beggin' for more.

Now you're silent!

I'll be fucking waiting for you!

- Get the fuck off of him! - Pendejo!

Yo, relax, dog.

Shit, dry out here, man.

We've been waiting for a fucking hour!

Yo, fall back, dog!

When you posted up out here in my jungle

you just in kindergarten.

I don't need no directions.

Man, my dude's coming through.

I'll be surprised if we get $500 for this shit.

Yo, never just whip that shit out yo pants!

Like you're a seventh grader trying

to get his dick wet at the dance or something.

Man, you're the one with all these

jinky-ass rubber bands all over this shit.

I'd be surprised if we get a couple hundos.

Man, wise up real quick or you gonna get us cracked.

What's good, man?

Show us that fire, hombre.

What it do, Javi?

You got that shit or what?

Jimmy, you know I got that shit, the best, nigga!

Who you fucking with?

Every fool on these streets

think they got the best shit, man.

You ain't special, motherfucker!

You know I got you.

This shit will freeze your fucking face off,

dog, best pot out here.

What the hell it gonna run us?

Six.

Shit!

Your price is way too high, you need to cut that shit!

Bro, holla, how much you got, man?

Who the fuck is this?

Drew, nigga!

Who the fuck are you?

Fall back, dog, I got this.

You the motherfucker that's high, we out.

$550, shit's bomb, Javi.

Shit's worth four, nigga.

Can't go below five.

It better be on point, then.

You already know it, dog.

Man, fuck this shit!

Shit's a paycheck process.

Well, that's the number, chief.

You want some bullshit baby powder,

you can take yo ass up to Eagle Rock.

Look, man, we're just trying

to have a good time, you know?

Lemme see five and we can dance.

Hey!

Shit, dog, you got it.

This is beautiful, fucking beautiful!

Fucking kids in this neighborhood.

They got no respect.

Well, it seems like they respect everybody else.

Everybody else doesn't wear a badge.

Look, Remington, I don't wanna break your balls, here,

but it's the 18th of the month

and I ain't seen no fucking green.

I got a mortgage.

I don't pay, the bank'll take my fucking house.

I'll pay double next month.

I don't get it, you're a cop.

It's just that all these hospital bills

with Lily are draining us.

Well, I got a daughter, too,

so that don't cut you a fucking pass, okay?

Everybody's got their own shit to pay for.

Give me a few days.

You know I'm good for it.

No fucking way, you got one more day!

I can't keep giving you special privileges

just 'cause you wear this fucking uniform!

I'll have it by tomorrow.

Gimme your word.

My word.

So good news, Cap is moving me to days.

We'll be okay, just give it a few months.

I just feel like I'm watching you go down

the exact same road that he went down.

Oh, come on, come on.

I mean, what, do you want me to be

a fucking dishwasher for $10 bucks an hour?

Dishwasher's don't end up on the seven o'clock news.

Marley, please, wake up.

Fucking insurance barely covers cold medicine

and last time I checked only one of us

is out there busting their ass to pay for it.

I didn't choose for Lily to get sick.

And I sure as hell didn't choose

to sit here all day make sure she's

still breathing when you get home!

You have no idea what it's like

to be out there on those streets.

No, I don't.

The fucking shit I see!

Of course, I don't, but you don't know what it's like

to sit here completely fucking helpless,

living in fear of a phone call!

Don't be afraid of a call,

be afraid of one more like this.

This is the third one this week!

What do you want me to do about it?

Be nice to have some little extra money

to pay for some of these bills.

What are you saying?

That I don't give a shit about Lily

because I don't have a job?

I only see one of us picking up the tab.

You think that you are so fucking honorable

because you're a cop!

You're not doing it for our sake,

you're doing it for you!

And all that makes you is a selfish asshole!

Harder, big boy!

Come on, you know it's bullshit, Cap!

It's not bullshit.

The more you sweat in here,

the less you'll bleed on the streets.

No, no, no, you fucking know what I mean.

It's bullshit.

Most of them are, Remy,

but Internal will be so far up my ass.

The guy had weed on him.

Nobody gives a shit about weed.

Everybody has weed in California.

I'm two days away from sitting on a beach somewhere.

Smokin' weed.

I acted accordingly with how I was trained.

You were trained to act logically.

Now that's time.

You train us how to shoot a gun

and how to break down a door.

Remy, you're not a person, you're an LAPD officer.

You don't have emotions.

Yeah, that's the standard here

that's putting this fucking place in the ground.

You wanna talk about standards?

You know how understaffed we are?

I work a double every other day.

Two applicants yesterday, best recruits in the academy.

I would have begged these fucking guys

to work in this hellhole, but I couldn't even look at them.

No, 'cause you were afraid to fall in love with them.

No, because they're white.

Half the force is white.

40% of the force is white, LA's 40% white.

Matching demographics and the minute

we sniff 41 Internal replaces me

and I don't get my retirement package.

Is that what it is?

Am I a fucking quota?

Remy, I hired you because I saw the same look

in your eyes as I did in my partner's 10 years ago.

It's a fucking calling, kid, and you can't ignore it.

But if you're not Hispanic, neither you,

nor your pops, would have worn this uniform.

Put me on tonight, then.

Shit doesn't just magically disappear.

And forget about that, you can't even go

anywhere near patrol in a pending investigation.

I'm not gonna let some asshole

fuck with me 'cause I'm a cop.

They're not fucking with you,

they could give a shit about you.

All they see is blue.

And that's time.

Gimme Ralston Street.

Remy, that's time!

Kid, I'm doing everything I can to keep you on.

I promised your pops that much.

But it's not my precinct anymore.

And I doubt they'd keep you on with no major arrests.

The sad fucking truth is life's about virtue,

but it's run by politics.

Get cleaned up, kid.

Hi, I'm looking for Cindy.

I have an interview in three minutes.

Yeah, sorry, there was an accident on Sunset.

So, do you have any experience?

Yeah, sure, sorry I thought we were gonna do

a formal sit-down thing, but this is cool, too.

So, this is formal?

Oh, yeah, my daughter was spitting up in the car.

Sorry, I'm just a little...

Tired, yeah, I can see the bags under your eyes.

Do you bring her to interviews a lot?

Is that an issue?

Is it gonna be a recurring thing?

I could get a babysitter or a friend.

Do you even have any experience?

I was a hostess for a summer in high school.

Oh, that's a long time ago.

Are you familiar with NetTables?

I can learn it.

We're really not interested

in people who need to learn it.

We just need people who already know.

Look, I'm sorry that you came all the way out here,

but it's like, your shirt's stained and your hair's a mess.

I mean, what would you think if you were me?

That she's the diamond in the rough.

Listen, if this was a couple years ago,

maybe we could work something out,

but you know, you're just not what we're looking for.

Like, at all.

Okay, shh, shh.

Shh, sweetie, just stop crying, it's okay.

Ow, goddamn it!

Oh, seriously, smalls?

Of all the things you could spill on the carpet?

You know all there is around here is pizza and candy.

School needs to be teaching you

about the dangers of processed sugar.

What's for dinner?

Dinner, little sis?

You eatin' breakfast.

Yeah, but I don't like breakfast.

I like dinner.

How come you and Drew don't have to go to school at eight?

Because seniors get first block off.

Why does Drew only get one block off and you get all five?

Because I need all five to clean up this juice.

My shirt makes me look weird.

Let me see.

Yeah, you ballin' now.

If you want success you gotta dress for it.

I want fruit snacks.

I'll pick you up at six.

Same spot, okay?

You wanna help me bag it or you just wanna stare at it?

I guess it's better than being unemployed.

You never unemployed if you're an entrepreneur.

This ain't enough.

Might as well book your lawyer now.

Look, man, we could be pushing an ounce or a gram,

but they ain't puttin' us away unless we packing heat.

Everybody out here's strapped.

The 5-0 are never lookin' for nickel and dimers.

It's the big time bust that get their name in the paper.

I know you got the hookup on Ralston Street.

Dog, what you think happens to smalls

if I get caught up on my third strike?

I got a good thing going, I'm gettin' by.

$50 bucks a pop is not gonna get us outta here.

You see me tryin' to go somewhere?

It's the only shit I know.

I ain't tryin' to be stuck in my mom's kitchen

all day listening to Home Shopping Network.

Ralston ain't kids trying

to make change for the better, dog.

You drop a bag in front of them niggers,

before you lift your head up

you'll have a fucking bullet through it.

I'm still here, ain't I?

Second day on the job, right?

I'm sittin' passenger, your pop's driving.

Guy behind us crosses the double yellow.

No hands on the wheel.

I'm about to make my first arrest.

Prove to the legend himself that I'm no punk-ass kid.

So we got the sirens blaring and this guy,

I mean, the slowest fucking thing, just creeps to a stop.

Well, I think shit's about to go down.

He's loadin' up, right?

Have you heard this one?

Mm-mm.

I was nine, he didn't tell me a lot.

Leap out of the car,

fingers shaking on the trigger, you know.

They didn't teach gun safety in the '70s?

'90s!

Wise guy, '70s!

Hit the driver's side, put your manos up in the air!

Guy throws up both hands, I take one look, drop my gun.

Guy had his pants down by his ankles,

dick hanging out flopping everywhere!

Fuck, man, I'm eating lunch.

Shit was some big, old girthy bastard of a thing.

Bigger than your dick?

Not quite.

We let him adjust and we told him to go home.

What, you didn't book him?

No, the guy started blabbing his whole life story.

Said he was having all sorts of marriage problems.

His wife wouldn't even touch him.

I just felt sorry for the guy.

Tell me about it.

I haven't gotten any all week.

Whoa, stop the car.

What?

If there's anything you learn right now here,

from us, from this, this whole experience,

is that no matter how bad it gets,

as long as you're fucking you ain't got no real problems.

Me and Rosita, we made hot, sweet love every single night.

We'd strip each other bare.

We'd rub hot oil on each other.

My chocha ravaging her chocha!

And she's howling, hey, mami, aye, aye!

Aye!

- Sylvia? - Hmm?

Take me to Ralston Street.

Come on, Remito, you don't wanna fuck

with the malitos on Ralston Street.

Especially with the current investigation.

Well, guns and drugs, right?

You sure?

I will.

I can fucking handle myself.

Okay.

Let's get this party started.

Right on.

Hey, bro, don't you gotta be

under 12 to play Ninja Turtles?

I squeeze into that double XL vest.

I guess, man.

Small's always trying to play around.

Smalls wants the pizza, dog.

How you think you get such good aim?

You know there's a gun range out in Covina, right?

They ask questions at the range, dog.

This ain't a game for little boys.

There go your ticket to Georgetown.

Hey, what up, bro?

What's up, bro?

Man, who the fuck is this?

Look, I told you, I'm not tryin'

to fuck with no bitch-ass narcs, bro!

Yo, son, we got the cash.

Shouldn't be no different.

Nigger, who the fuck you talking to?

This better not be no 9.9 bullshit.

Hey, we've been down since day one, dog.

It's all good, he's cool.

Yeah, he cool, you cool, I'm cool.

I guess we just a bunch of cool-ass motherfuckers.

Shit, man!

Be cool, dog.

Get this lined in, bitch.

Nigger don't get his nose wet.

Yeah, well, snitches don't get they nose wet.

Man, look, nigger, you're either hittin'

the line or I'm poppin' this.

You ain't gotta do this.

That's what I'm talking about.

See?

We chillin', he's legit.

Look, nigger, out here who you are don't make you shit.

It's what the fuck you got.

Any old nigger could be legit.

Immediate backup, 2022 Ralston Street.

You okay?

Yeah.

Take a minute, take a minute.

Take it easy.

What?

I fucking slipped, I know.

Everything out there is fucked up right now.

I'm sorry.

Just give me a few days to get my head straight and...

Internal will understand.

Internal doesn't give two fucks about you.

What they care about is our public image.

And you within a hundred feet of

this building is a PR nightmare.

Let's get it over with.

You know your pop's...

Can you just go one fucking day without him?

Before your pops, my partner was Steven Zabbas.

Jesus, hard to believe that was 35 years ago.

We get a domestic dispute; guy, girl arguing.

We're knocking but they're not answering.

Cap, enough with the stories.

Read the decision.

All of a sudden, door swings open,

sawed-off shotgun, cocked back.

Bam!

Guy fucking blew Steve away before I could even blink.

I got a shot off.

I put the guy down.

But it's not Steve lying there lifeless

that keeps me up at night; it's the asshole I fucking shot.

I would do anything I could to get that out,

but it's seared in my memory, kid.

I took that man's life.

I'm sorry.

So who gives a fuck about Steven Zabbas?

Nobody!

You're not in it for the glory, or the pride,

or any bullshit value they preach at the academy.

You're an LAPD officer, keep your fucking head down.

Do your job.

Pray to God that someday you can send

your daughter to college before she's

putting a flag over your coffin.

With all due respect, sir,

the badge stands for more than that.

I'm sorry, kid.

Every day you have assholes give you shit

and you gotta keep it all together

because if you don't nobody else will.

And you didn't.

Okay.

So let's forget about safety, then.

Base shit off arrest numbers.

Is that how you protect and serve?

Bullshit.

Badge and gun, Michael.

Badge belongs to him.

It belongs to the department

and you're no longer associated with it whatsoever.

I don't know much about him

besides the stories you guys tell me.

But I do know one thing.

He served a brotherhood, not a fucking business.

It's funny how life works.

They tell you to stop crime and the minute you do,

you're the bad guy.

Maybe I'll find this prick and bring him in.

Your career's over, Michael.

I talked to my buddies at the security office.

They said to check back in a couple months.

Might be something then.

I need my dad.

He always knew what to say.

You know, when Castillo pointed

that gun at me, I just froze.

I mean, you look down the barrel

of a gun and it's like you're not you.

You just shut off.

I've read the report a thousand times looking

for answers, but it's the same old story.

It wasn't in the report.

Your dad, right before, looked me dead in the eye and said,

you have to weigh every single detail,

no matter how small, to make the best decision possible.

But in the end, sometimes it just comes down to one thing.

Kill or be killed.

You know, your pops was something else.

I mean, he just went in there and grabbed Castillo.

And they give this a medal.

You saved that girl's life.

Anybody would have grabbed the girl.

If I didn't freeze up he would have never had to jump in.

I keep, I keep going over and over.

I keep trying to figure out why I froze, but,

every day I just get further from the answer.

I've made my peace with it.

You know that's this fucking gig.

They know what we signed up for.

No, Remito, nobody knows.

Only you do, your family, they just see it.

We fucking live it.

The sooner you realize that,

the sooner you'll survive out there and up here.

Honey, I...

Wait, slow down.

What?

Is surgery our only option?

Is there medicine?

For this instance, with an infant,

we're morally obligated to operate.

And insurance covers that?

Partially.

There will be some out-of-pocket expenses.

The hospital covers half, but it's not unusual

for these things to get into the six figures.

Jesus Christ, I fucked up.

Don't blame yourself...

No, I fucked up, Marley.

Fuck, I tried talking to the captain

again and again and I swear I tried!

What's happening?

You need to talk to me right now.

The department put me on indefinite admin leave.

What?

When?

When were you gonna tell me about this?

I haven't seen you since it happened.

Okay.

Alright, look, I'll get a couple shifts as a hostess.

Or I'll pick up night shifts.

No, Marley, you don't get it.

I'm not gonna be an officer again.

Maybe that's for the best.

The best?

You see, this fucking job is who I am.

And I don't have nothing without it!

Promise me you won't cry anymore.

I've had enough of your crying shit.

No more crying, okay?

Yeah, good.

I'm thinking it's not important.

You actually don't care about Marley.

You actually don't care about your daughter.

Give up, give up, give up.

Give up now, give up.

Give, give the fuck up, come on!

Get out, let me fucking go!

Are you cool?

I'm cool, I'm fucking cool.

Perfect, perfect.

Perfect fucking cool.

I fucking give up, give up.

Marley, Marley.

This officer, he dropped off my dad's

work box one random day after school.

My mom stared at it for days.

Like something was gonna happen.

Eventually, I ripped it open.

I was so fucking excited.

Like I got to see him one last time.

Do you know what I found?

Junk.

Pens, family pictures

and jammed into the corner was his badge.

Lately I've been thinking that's life, though;

a bunch of random junk.

Last bus to Riverside leaves in 15.

It'd be great to get the fuck out of this city.

I think I should go to the hospital alone.

I can drive you.

I feel like I can't breathe around you.

I,

I think we should take a break or something.

A break?

I can pick up a few shifts at a cafe nearby.

Okay, so now we're back to middle school.

How many coffees do I need to serve

to pay one hospital bill, Marley, one?

When I was eight I used to go

with my mom every Saturday to the diner.

I'd just sit there and color for hours.

To me it was like going to work with mom,

but for her, it's like she had this glimmer in her eye.

Like she was alive and, I don't know, just her.

Somewhere along the line I stopped going.

But my mom, she was never the same.

Those days in the diner just felt like,

like everything made sense.

I just wanna feel that with Lily.

And you will.

As soon as you realize that this life

is just a bunch of random junk.

You'll get through it.

You know, you wearing that uniform,

you don't have a damn clue what you're protecting.

How are you doing this fine morning, ma'am?

Drew here?

What's going on?

Oh, nothing.

I think he just misplaced this.

Where did you find that?

I'd really, really love to give it to him myself.

He's not in any trouble is he?

Well, you see, I'm a cop.

So maybe we can get inside and have

a little talk about your son?

I don't see no warrant or nothing.

Oh, no, ma'am, don't get me wrong.

I'm not wearing my uniform 'cause I'm here to help you.

You see, I have no intention of causing any more troubles.

Let me tell you something, officer,

the world don't work that way.

It's a two way street.

You ain't gettin' respect without givin' it.

Respect, yeah, totally agree on that one.

Respect.

You see this?

Your son.

So maybe respect is some fairy tale you tell your kid.

But out here all there is are law and order.

I mean, I saw the scene, man.

I saw your kid, he's hanging out with the bad boys.

Guns and drugs.

Guns and drugs.

So either we do this the easy way, or the hard way.

And word of advice; don't fuck with the hard way.

Where is Drew?

My son out there trying to do

something for himself, get an education!

And I'm not talking about some bullshit school in Westlake!

And I will not let some

crooked-ass cop drag him into the system!

Okay, okay, here goes the hard way.

Upstate you get visitation rights once a year.

Shackles chaining your feet.

Shitting and pissing in a bucket.

No books, no TV, there's not even

a rope to take his own life.

After a few weeks he'll beg us for it,

but that ain't gonna do a goddamn thing.

You think your son is going to college?

Man, if we don't do something right now

he'll be so fucked in the head

he wouldn't even be able to read.

You think it's some kind of honor

to come up here and destroy people's lives?

You took away his father on the same petty bullshit

and now you wanna see my boy locked up in a cell!

You're just a silly gang who just don't understand!

The thing you're destroying in our community's

the same damn thing you should be protecting!

I know you can listen.

I know you can.

Ma'am, we really need to save your son

from something really, really bad.

You see, right now we only have battery

against the person of a peace officer

and your son will be spending maybe

three to four years in a county jail,

a fine maybe up to 10 grand.

10 grand!

See, I'm a cop.

I have the information.

I can see through walls, doors and shit.

And I know you can listen.

Where is Drew?

Now you enjoy this beautiful and sunny day.

Bro, fuck tuition!

We can't do shit with $40 dollars!

That shit took every penny we had, damn!

Man, a piece of paper from school don't change nothing.

Jake's gonna roll up no your no matter what.

Man, I try to believe that shit.

You, you ain't know what you see.

You know the worst part?

Ain't shit to do about it all.

You just gotta sit there and take it.

Fuck this!

I'm about to go down to Ralston Street

take out shit from Spider.

It's over, dog!

We ain't gettin' shit!

What the fuck you still doing with that thing?

You don't know how to load it!

It's a piece, ain't that fucking hard to use!

You load the bullets and you pull the trigger.

Shit, Spider don't play no games, right?

Am I right?

Well, shit, I ain't playin' either!

Boy, you still got a future.

Don't fuck it up on some bullshit!

Bro, if you don't at least try to reach

for something in life, shit ain't gonna change!

You know the public defender can barely read.

The record I got.

They catch me jay walking, ain't no way

I'm not doing at least three in county.

Bro, they ain't got shit on you.

The coke got tossed.

What the fuck you crying about probation for?

And then what?

You don't get it, dog!

Out here in these streets you don't get no second chance!

There's that one glimmer of hope and that's it!

You blow it, shit's done!

City's right down the street.

What the fuck a community college gonna do for me?

You miss your chance out of here

you live with that for the rest of your life!

That fairy tale world's only in your head!

No, bro, you, you can stay here

and complain about your shitty-ass life,

but I'm gonna finish creating mine!

Hey, bro, we paid for half a kilo.

Nigger, I don't owe you shit.

Look, it don't matter to me if you keep the money

or the yay, but I ain't leavin' out

of here without one or the other.

Oh, yeah?

What are you gonna fucking do about that?

You ain't gonna do a goddamn thing about it, nigger!

Go back to your mama, boy!

This shit here is for fucking men.

Okay.

Yeah.

What's up now, nigger?

You better make shit appear real fucking quick!

Put down the fucking gun, kiddo.

What the fucking you doing here, man?

Drop the fucking gun, come on!

Come on.

Or you're getting a bullet.

I'd say, oh, in your fucking chest.

What the fuck are you still doing there?

Huh?

Run, bitch!

Yo, get the fuck outta here, man, mind your business!

I'm everywhere, son.

I'm a cop.

We are everywhere.

Better shut the fuck up or I'll shoot!

You think I won't?

I don't give a fuck, kid!

I don't.

Really, I don't.

It's all cool.

You see?

No regrets.

I swear.

But unless I'm in a fucking body bag,

just like I promised to your mom,

I ain't leaving here without you.

You hear that, kid?

They're, like, five blocks away.

Huh?

Four?

You see, if you're gonna drop the gun do it now.

No, man, there's no other way.

I ain't going to prison.

Don't do it, son.

I came here to save you.

Fuck!

Fucking give it to me!

No, no!

Hands, let me see your hands!

This is Officer Davidson.

I need backup on Ralston Street!

Don't move a muscle!

You're joking, right?

You got an officer with his brains

scattered on the pavement.

A former officer

with a history of unprovoked physical aggression

and at the time of the shooting

was an illegally armed plain clothes civilian.

Look, I've known this kid

since before he could walk.

The coroner discovered 200 milligrams

of antidepressants in Remington's system.

You have no idea what it's like from behind that desk.

You think everything is as simple as black and white.

These officers do the best they can

with the information that's available.

The investigation determined the act was self-defense.

Do we care more about the performance review

or actually keeping the community safe?

Hold on, let's just pause for a second.

It sounds like you are approving of Remington's actions.

Protect and serve.

If we constantly condemn our boys

and just expect them to turn away from crime,

then we don't have a justice system.

Really think about what you are saying right now.

If you agree with the actions of Remington

after he was specifically instructed not

to interfere with police activity,

his file won't be the only one under review.

I saw a tremendous individual

sacrifice his life.

Before you blame the officer

you damned well better look in the mirror

at this fucked up system we created.

I stand behind Michael Remington.

Remy, I can't do this alone!

I really can't!

Please don't go!

I need you.

I need you!

A good kid like you, no priors, college bound.

We know you got the gun from somewhere.

It's LA, every kid in the neighborhood has a gun!

But I don't see you doing a damn thing about it

until one of your own gets shot!

Look, lady, your son killed a fucking cop.

Defended himself!

Against one of your racist crooked cops!

That's a nice shirt, fine school.

Would have no problem revoking admission on a gun charge.

It's more than just a fine school, honey.

Marion Williams.

Breaking and entering, drug charges, petty theft.

He's already been on our list for three years.

Most people only last one.

It's just a matter of time.

He ain't got nothing to do with this!

Look, lady, somebody here's going up to state.

There's too many charges to drop.

You already got one break when they ruled it self-defense.

Do the right thing.

We know you got it from Williams.

All you have to do is sign this paper,

we drop the gun charge.

You go to college on probation

and Williams pays his debt to society.

Illegal firearms?

With two priors?

He's going away for at least 20 years.

That's not on you, kid.

He got those priors on his own.

Williams is running down a dead-end street.

Don't go down that road with him.

You're doing the right thing, kid.

Dog, how am I supposed to feel about all this shit?

This GED test got me learning about hypotenuses and shit.

Sounds like hippopotamus.

About as useful as a hippopotamus.

Like, do we need to learn about balancing a checkbook

or reading a financial statement or nothing?

I don't know.

This ain't really my scene.

I can still sign them papers.

You should have signed them papers.

Be on the other side of them bars.

Nah, you're just butthurt, that's all.

You mad they placed you in elementary math.

Where is Drew?

He took a vacation.

When is he gonna be back home?

13 months on good behavior.

You ain't even been there a week,

you talking like you out already.

Man, I'm gonna pass the bar in 12 months

and be out in 13, believe that.

Now hold up, dog, I'm supposed to be the salesman.

Nah, until you pass that test,

you're just another brother out here in these streets.

Dog, I got too much on the line

to be caught up in that shit.

Scrambled.

I could have sworn I knew you from somewhere.

Sorry.

It's alright, I'd be scared of me, too.

Just, you know, don't talk to strangers, right?

They ain't nothing but scars, now.

Got the last one when I was 17.

You clean now?

For the most part.

I've been keeping myself clean.

Do you ever miss it?

When I was 11 years old my older brother gave me

one of them bags, he was slingin', you know.

It's what he had to do to pay rent.

So, I decided to stick needles up my arm instead.

Stuck it in good enough to where

I could just feel like I could fly.

Just fly away from everything, you know?

I don't know, I just felt like I just had to have it.

It was like a craving.

You understand?

I craved every breath of this to a point

where the only thing I can think of

is where is the next bag coming from?

I didn't care about dying.

Without that shit I couldn't move.

I couldn't think.

Hell, I couldn't live.

And none of the other bullshit mattered like family,

friends, or even gettin' locked up in the pen.

It was just when's the next time I can get high?

And then one night, there I was, woke up in the hospital.

They said they found me laid out on the pavement.

And then I realized that everybody

that I'd ever known were either dead or a junkie.

My brother's doing life in prison right now for robbery.

Got busted for robbing a gas station for $40 dollars.

$40 dollars!

I quit right then and there, cold turkey.

I walked out that hospital and I swore to myself

I'm gonna get me a good payin' job,

and I was looking, too, boy.

I was damn sure looking, but,

it's kind of tough, you know?

And it's even tougher when you're a felon.

I just wish I could have showed

them I was a good person, you know?

I was never really too good at talking to folks.

Oh, man.

I just felt like getting high every day after that.

And who knows?

Maybe,

maybe in another life I never would

have stuck that needle in my arm.

Or maybe I could have became somebody else.

It don't matter what I think.

I always imagined myself breaking the mold,

trying to beat the system.

Then I realized, that's all it was.

Just my imagination.

But, hey, you realize you gotta wake up

the next day and keep fighting.

'Cause as long as you still breathing

it's never too late to turn it around.

Hey, Ma, this one's for you.

Love the shit outta you.

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