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Previously on Third Watch.

How's your partner? What's putting up? It's not what you think. All one big

misunderstanding.

The only way you're walking on your possession or intent to deliver is by

a buy or an introduction.

There you go.

Let's go.

Hey, this is Aaron.

I can't get to the phone.

Just leave your name and a number and I'll call you back.

I heard you and Boss were talking in the hall. He said you lied about the

abortion. That is between your father and me.

So much for frank and open communication.

Bosco knows you had an abortion?

That is not the point. The hell it isn't. Fred, I didn't tell him

It just came out. How the hell did something that personal just come out? I

don't know. It's what happens between partners.

Really? Because I'm pretty tight with Jimmy Rohn down at my job, and he

know. What do you want from me, Fred? I said I was sorry.

I'm sorry.

We're gonna have to sit Emily down, make sure she's okay.

I think it's time that we had the talk.

Faith, the sex talk was last year.

From who?

From the super. Who do you think?

Where was I?

Where you always.

Why didn't you tell me? I did. You don't always focus on home.

And how did she react?

I think she already knew more than I learned in school.

She gets home early today.

Talk to her before you go to work.

All right.

Okay.

Bosco.

It's going to be nice not having that guy snooping through our lives anymore.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Making breakfast?

I just thought we got to hurry, so... Relax. The scout's not getting out of

locker for a couple hours.

Yeah, well, I don't want to take any chances.

Bikers, they can afford some pretty creative legal counsel, so... I'll take

shower.

Why does everything always have to sound like an order?

So what's an order?

Man.

Jump out of bed, you're right back into being in charge.

Because I am in charge.

So move your ass.

I said move your ass.

Yes, ma 'am.

Can I get some coffee?

Sure.

Whatever this is, let's just make it fast. I got places to go, people to see.

Like who?

Listen, man, I'm going to talk to your hot boss here. Why don't you just go

fetch that coffee or something?

I'm sorry, man. You can't have anything to eat or drink before surgery.

Bosco.

Hey, sexy.

I can swear I stuffed a dollar in that gym.

Hey, Bosco!

Get up. Get up.

I'll knock you out.

You'll regret that, man.

No, you know what? Actually, I feel pretty damn good about that. You're

at three years, Willie.

I'll do half that.

You'll do none if you cooperate.

Now you got my attention.

Who do you want?

Buford.

Who's that?

Rick Buford, your boss.

I ain't got no boss.

I don't answer to anybody. Yeah, like you're smart enough.

Buford could turn you and your Dimebag buddies into real business.

Yeah, not to mention profitable.

Then you know.

Who?

You need me to kick that chair again?

I don't know this guy Buford, man.

You afraid of him, Willie?

No, I ain't afraid. I ain't afraid of nobody.

Richard T.

Buford. Godfather of the California meth trade fell off the FBI and DEA radar

three years ago. And you never heard of him? He didn't set up shop in New York,

did he? I want my lawyer. You want your mommy.

Bail's posted.

Get out, Willie. We're done here.

Front deck.

Please don't tell me I'm telling him that. You see how scared he was? He

Buford. He knows Buford real well.

Take Simpkins with you, okay? And check in with us. We'll be out there to

relieve you guys later.

No, we'll still lock up.

Just as soon as this redneck clears up.

Go get him.

What now?

You heard something a few weeks ago. Something about your mother.

It's okay, Dad. It's no big deal.

Emily, that was not an easy decision.

It was just the time in my life where we had to come through some sort of... You

don't owe me an explanation.

Money, bad timing, whatever.

It's between you two, right?

I have homework.

Are you having sex?

Faith.

It's a question.

My sex life is none of your business.

Your sex life? I'm 15 years old. Exactly.

You don't have a sex life. Stop, everybody.

You guys wanted to talk. Sorry if you don't like the answers you're getting.

are a child, Emily. A child? Stop, I said.

And we're not asking if you're...

Doing it. Yes, we are. No, we're not.

And we're not telling you whether you should or you shouldn't.

Yes, we are.

We just want you to know that we're here for you.

And if and when the time comes that you might need contraceptives, birth

control, whatever, we want you to be comfortable coming to us.

No questions asked.

Really?

No? No more secrets. That I'm not kidding about.

Oh, wow.

Okay, so... Okay.

We love you so much, punk.

I love you, too.

What the hell was that? What were you going to accomplish? She is too young to

be having sex. And how old were we?

Look, I think it's far more dangerous to think she's not having it.

And I don't want to pretend she isn't all the way to pregnancy or AIDS.

This isn't a street, Faith. People don't just do what you say because you say

it.

I'm late for work.

I really think it's better this way. Good for you.

Yeah, it might not be that fancy hotel you live in, Aaron, but night in lockup

isn't about the amenities.

See, it's all about the friends you make there. Just get my stuff.

Aaron.

How was your night? Oh, it was just peachy.

Spent most of it trying to convince Willie G and his boys that I had nothing

do with them getting busted. That was the point, wasn't it?

My stuff?

Come on, though. We'll be nice.

We're not done. Oh, yes, we are.

I gave you Willie. Willie's nothing.

You were holding out.

Holding out.

When you went through Willie's door, he asked if you were there to see Buford.

Rick Buford.

Can't help you out there.

Yeah, well, according to this, you and him got a little cozy not too long ago.

It's you and he, and we didn't get cozy.

Buford is a spook, an apparition, and not a particularly well -balanced one at

that. He's in New York? He was.

Who knows where he is now?

I had one interview with him.

in which I promised him a respectful chapter in my book, complete with a

pseudonym.

That means a false name.

Oh, I'm really starting to hate you.

You know, I did a lot of thinking last night about the world we live in.

So you can go ahead and you can put me on the evening news and tell them about

my arrest and tell them about my drug experimentation because I don't give a

damn anymore.

Probably sell more books this way.

Hell, it might even get me a gap ad.

Look, I know it sucks to lose leverage, but them's the breaks.

Where's the other one?

Other what?

There were four notebooks.

There are only three here.

There were only three I saw, Bosco.

I never saw any of them.

Well, isn't this just typical?

I had four notebooks, each containing...

Weeks of research.

It's a shame.

You'll be hearing from my attorney.

Oh, come on, Aaron. Let's don't get ugly with it.

Do the right thing. Give us Buford. Save some life.

Go to hell.

Three notebooks.

Three.

Okay.

Come on, let's go see if Willie can take us to Buford.

Sullivan. Yeah.

Davis. Present.

Sector Charlie, 9920, 1800 meal. Yocas. Here. Monroe.

Here. Sector David, 5649, 1900 meal.

Don't waste time getting out there. We're in a backlog.

Have a safe one.

So safe, Yocas. Gonna have my back. You better believe it. How you doing, Sasha?

Oh, man, begging to get off at midnight.

Hey, you know Sully and Davis? I know Davis. It's been a while. Yeah, you're

looking good.

Mm -hmm. All the girls in the academy knew about Davis.

All play and no stay. Not true.

Mr. Law School flexing his big brain on us high school grads like we were

supposed to fall at his feet.

See, your partner knows. No, he doesn't. You expected me to fall at your feet.

Yeah. John Sullivan.

Fashion Monroe, senior around campus.

Yeah. Good one in common.

Welcome. Thank you.

You cool with that?

Very.

You want to drive or write? Whatever you want. It's your car.

No, it's our car. Clean slate.

How about you drive the first half and I'll take the second?

All right, that was easy.

He stood you up after all we went through? We? Who's we?

We is me, Kim, having to endure a whole day of dress shopping. He didn't even

call you? Look, I feel stupid enough, okay? Not to mention how desperate I

have sounded. Three messages I left him going on. I'm only getting now.

And you don't seem the least bit desperate. Angry, maybe.

Oh, this is him?

Damn right she's angry, man. Carla. Tommy, she looked good.

I'm fine. And she looked good, too, buddy boy.

You know what? You messed up. I know.

All right. I know.

All right.

I don't suppose I'm sorry.

Do I cover it? Not quite.

Kim, I guess you probably heard every excuse in the book, but... Actually, I

haven't been stood up since junior high.

No, that's not it. That's not right. I didn't mean that.

Well, maybe you should write it down. You're better on paper.

Yeah.

You look like hell.

Well, for good reason.

You recognize these clothes?

The same ones I was in when I left your apartment yesterday.

What happened?

Ah, it's a long story.

Try me.

Over dinner?

Went my appetite.

Oh, well, let's see. It started out what I expected to be a simple interview

with a street junkie named Beth.

And somehow or another, I ended up in a warehouse somewhere in the Bronx in the

company of one of the biggest drug suppliers in North America.

Really? And you don't want to be down on your cell phone when you're breaking

bread with a wanted felon. I'll bet.

I didn't expect the night to go on that long.

And I don't expect that to make a difference, but, you know.

I like you. I really do.

And I know it doesn't cover it, but I am sorry.

Okay.

Okay?

Okay, I can make it up to you. Maybe.

Where?

You name it.

Whatever else might cause.

Any place you've ever wanted to go? There's a lot of places.

How about, um, Rayo's uptown?

Rayos, where you can never get a table? Yeah, I've read about it.

Rayos it is, then.

Really?

Say, 1115?

I don't know.

Oh, come on. You sure?

I'll think about it.

I'll call you later. No, I'll call you.

And I'll answer, I promise. Yeah, we'll see about that.

I just have to make one stop uptown, and then the rest of the day is dedicated

to getting cleaned up for you.

So I'll see you later?

I said maybe.

Should have been busy, all right.

One corner to the next from East Arthur to 106.

He switches landlines every half hour or so.

Any bets which line he's got Buford on?

He should have put an interceptor on his cell.

Yeah, we'd be waiting all day for the judge's approval.

Judge?

Look, it's better this way. We'll follow him straight to Buford. You watch.

That's exactly what we're going to do.

You guys can go now.

Sure? Yeah, you got it. You can take it from here. All right.

Not that we're going to find you for nothing over here. This is bad even by

cycle standards.

Check them out.

Oh, temper, temper.

Going through property, littering, driving without a helmet.

One man crime wave.

The powers of man are here.

Wrapped in gold leaf and floating everywhere.

Sir, you can't stand there.

For 1 ,800 years, they've been in here floating like particles.

Sir, this is the bank, and you're blocking the entrance.

Don't you see them?

Boo!

Boo!

I think I see them.

You do?

You see them?

Yeah, and I can feel them, too.

Rest your hands, and the particles flow.

I know this feeling. I've felt it before.

But somewhere else. Maybe, uh, someplace over here?

Oh, yeah.

This is it.

The other power source can check it out.

Can you feel it?

Yeah. Wow.

It's very good over here.

Yes, yes, the power of man is here as well.

Wrapped in gold leaf and floating everywhere.

Okay, so I think we're all set. Unless someone's gonna need a newspaper.

What do you want, I'm feeling the power in the back of the RMP?

No, we're done.

I thought so.

Very good how you handled it.

I'm glad you liked it. I get a lot of practice at home raising a two -year

You have a two -year -old?

My kid sister does.

I'm raising her too.

How old's your sister?

Sixteen.

Should be pressing her gown for the prom, not cutting out coupons for

Would she drop out of school?

Yeah. She's going back, though. Finally.

What, will you watch the baby?

It's my mother doing it. The kids put her through enough already.

Name's Dion.

They moved in last month.

Adorable. That he is.

Monique goes to school from 8 to 2.

She'll be home just in time for me to come here.

That's a tough schedule.

But she's going to college, too. I don't care if I gotta get three jobs.

What about you?

Kids? Yeah, I have two.

My son Charlie is 10 and my daughter Emily's 15.

Ooh, 15. That's the age.

Yeah, tell me about it.

You close?

Working on it.

Yeah, well, don't give up. That's a mistake my mother made.

Yeah, how they get along now?

They talk.

There's progress.

So what, we gonna just wait here for Mr. Powers of Man to start acting up again?

Oh, no.

No.

Hey, I didn't mean to scare you. No, I know.

The madder you get, the better our chances.

How do you figure that?

He's obviously not getting what he wants by phone. Sooner or later, he's going

on a face -to -face.

Well, who we got here?

Ooh.

Lover Squad?

Oh, yeah, he's here. I got it. I got it.

Don't worry.

What the hell am I supposed to do? It's not like we're married. I mean, how soon

before we get stuck in an MBA with multiple?

Am I going to stand him up? You realize I'm not arguing with you. Well, what

would you do?

You're asking me?

My thing?

Just this once.

Um, well.

Well, at least the guy had the guts to apologize in person.

I mean, anytime I'm just a date, they might get a phone call, Tom.

Right.

That's right. That's not nothing.

No, that's something.

Do you want to go?

Yeah, I think so.

Probably so.

Thanks.

You're sticking up for me.

Saying that I look good.

Jim, you're chasing me off for it. Yeah, still.

It was perfect.

It was pretty good, wasn't it? It was good.

Along the way. We don't. Let's go.

You want to call for backup?

And say what? That this guy's going into a building? No, let's go. Let's get it

from the left.

5 -5 crime.

Shots fired. 806 East 119. Shots fired.

Get back.

Go. Get out of the way.

I had to. They knew.

Dad.

Oh, man.

No girl?

Phoebe, who, Aaron?

You know the guy?

Just as Stevie.

I was supposed to meet him here for an interview.

I didn't think he added disciple connections.

Yeah, well, forget about that right now.

We've got to get you out of here. What?

He's not going to blow our case.

Our case?

He just shot a guy. It was self -defense. So we'll let a jury decide

It's a bad day for you, Noble.

Willie G knew you would set him up. Buford knows that you set him up. You're

going to have other guys coming here.

You've got to protect me.

I said focus, Bosco.

Think what's important. I am.

Get up, Buford.

I would like to do that.

You'll testify to every single one of your notes. Otherwise, you're on your

The disciples can have your ass. I'll do whatever you want me to do.

Got a deal?

Yes, we got a deal. Get out. You were never here.

My gun?

Are you nuts, man?

What if this happens again? I'm going to need it. I can't testify if I'm dead.

No one sees it or you.

No, no, no. I understand.

Cruz, what are you thinking? What are you thinking?

What are you... We lose him. We lose everything that we've been working for.

What the hell are we working for if this guy can walk away for killing somebody?

He's a disciple drug dealer. The guy is nobody.

There's still other ways, Cruz.

Not anymore.

55 Crime Sergeant to Central request EMS to patrol supervisor at this location,

806 East 119.

Advise all units, we're looking for a male Hispanic, mid -20s, last seen

south on Lex.

10 -4, copy that. Is there a shooter?

Yeah, in the wind. Did you not hear my description?

All units, be advised, the suspect, mid -20s, Hispanic, headed south on Lex.

We'll start a canvas.

Is everybody safe?

Yeah, we're good.

Go do a canvas. Put up some damn tape or something.

Make yourself useful. Do something.

Yes, ma 'am.

I said clear the scene, officer. Are you deaf?

No, I hear you.

Loud and clear.

What were we going to tell her on the sign?

Huh?

We followed Willie here.

He was alone. We were expecting he was leading us to Buford.

He entered, we heard two voices, two males arguing loud, and then bang, bang.

We drew our guns, kicked in the door, and here was Willie G.

Shooter was already out the window.

Foscarelli got a look at him.

Spanning male, mid -20s?

Foscarelli?

Uh, yeah, I'm pretty sure.

Wasn't much of a look.

But we did get a half -name off the victim before he croaked on us.

Stevie. Half a name's not going to get us to die in declaration, Maritza.

Well, that's better than nothing.

Stevie it is.

So, anything else?

What? Details. Anything she's forgotten?

No, that's about how it happened.

About, huh?

It is.

That's how it happened.

Noble. Hey, it's me.

Oi!

Kim, how you doing?

You know, I'm doing.

And I'm off in about half an hour.

So you are? Great.

How'd the interview go?

Uh, well, interesting, to say the least.

Uh, was it a bad time?

Uh, no, no, no, not at all.

Sure?

Yeah, absolutely.

Uh, so will I be seeing you tonight?

Yeah, what the hell, right?

Uh, yeah.

Hey, excellent, excellent.

So, Rios?

Um, uh, no, no, no.

No tables, right?

No, I mean, right, yeah, no tables.

Yeah, some big shot you are. Yeah, big shot, right.

So where, though?

Uh, if it's all the same to you, the restaurant at my hotel.

Your hotel?

Do you think this is a booty call you're getting?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. It's not that.

It's just that, uh, it's been an awfully long, tiring day, and, uh...

I'm just sort of in the mood to stay around home, you know?

It's the Melrose. It's a great place.

Oh, yeah, I've heard of that.

Well, um, you want me to send a car?

Uh, no, no.

That's good. I can find it.

All right. I'll be waiting.

I'll be there.

I'll see you. Bye -bye.

Bye.

If you don't want to help, just say so.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Where's your head?

No way.

Does that seem okay to you in there?

Okay, how?

I don't know. They just seem like they were in a hurry to get rid of us. She's

cruel. It's when she's not bitchy that I get worried. She's insecure,

overcompensates, and never lets anyone forget that she's in charge.

Yeah, that's her in a nutshell.

Yeah, but she's weak.

And the weak always get what's coming.

Yeah, I don't know about always.

At the end of the day, it's none of my concern.

That other guy, he used to be my partner.

I know.

Used to be.

Then it's none of our concern, is it?

I guess you're right.

You know, I have a personal policy never to stick my nose where it doesn't

belong. I got my own stuff to worry about. I love the sound of that.

It's a lot easier than you'd think.

None of my concern.

Calm down, Bosco.

Calm down?

I let you do the talking. Now I'm the one who saw Stevie.

And I'm the one who gave the name. What's it matter? Stevie didn't kill

He was one of the two disciples coming to kill Noble. Do you know that Willie

wasn't just using him to get to Noble?

So what?

So what?

So what?

So what if they catch him? There's no way he's going to take the rap for

Willie. They'll never find him. Never what we gave him. So what if they do?

Huh?

What if they do?

I'm telling you, they won't.

No one is going to believe the word of some scale hitman over our word anyway.

We're in a war here, Bosco.

War means sacrifice.

One less Phoebe means nothing compared to all the kids that we are going to

by taking this duper down along with his mess business.

I don't like Noble either.

But right now, here's our ticket.

Here's our ticket right now, bigger than ever, because this cabron owes us.

Excuse me. Yes, ma 'am. I'm meeting Erin Noble.

I'm a little late, so maybe he's sitting.

No. No, I'm sorry. Mr. Noble's not listed here.

He's the guest at the hotel. Shall I bug him?

No. No, it's all right. Thanks.

Oh, no, you don't.

There you are.

Martina, you were going to let her get away from me?

Your usual table, Mr. Noble?

Oh, not tonight, I think. Maybe something in the back, like a booth,

private. Okay.

That okay with you?

Yeah, it's great.

I brought you a copy of my last book. I thought you'd like to have it. Blue Line

Fever. It's great. You look beautiful, Kimberly.

Thank you. Don't go bad yourself.

I clean up okay.

This way.

No. Look familiar?

You got him. I didn't do nothing, I swear it.

Uh, Stevie Nunez. Is this the guy you saw?

Like I said, it wasn't that great of a look. They didn't see nothing, punk.

They do nothing.

What did you scoop him up?

The uniforms bumped into him on a canvas.

Hispanic male answering to Stevie not three blocks from the shooting.

Genius.

Yeah, for a junkie parole violator, he was playing it pretty cocky, too, until

we asked him what he knew about Willie.

Were you saying he confessed?

Hardly. No, he's got a whole other tall story.

Says he was going to get high with some Ryder guy he met. No names, of course.

And this Willie Griffin asked to come along.

Ryder in that neighborhood?

Yeah, tell me about it. Says as soon as they got to the place, Willie G got

tough. Ryder guy starts firing.

Little Stevie hightails it out the back.

That's when you two came in, I guess.

I guess.

Only you said Willie G was alone.

He was alone. Yeah, he was alone.

Well, we still got no gun, no other witnesses, so who the hell knows?

The only thing we got is this mysterious writer guy.

Some alibi, huh?

Are you kidding me?

Outside.

What is this?

We can't do this. We can't. The kid isn't even a disciple.

Okay? He's just some junkie going to get noble eyes. That's his story.

Now, if we want to win this, and I know you do, we have to stick to ours.

I'll put you two down. We'll negotiate.

We'll both go to jail.

And if that happens, every case we have closed in our entire career will be

called into question.

Every scale we've ever locked up will get an appeal and set free. Is that what

you want?

Stick to the story.

Where's Charlie?

He just walked out.

Well, he forgot his lunch.

As usual.

Where's my kiss?

I'm never leaving, you know.

What? I'm always here. I'm always your mother.

I'm always with you.

And no matter how much we fight, or what awful things we might say to each

other,

there's not a second that goes by that I don't love you.

And I'm never leaving.

Yeah.

I'll go.

She used to climb all over me, remember?

When she was little.

She'd ask you for a hug and she'd jump into your arms and she'd hold on like

there was no place in the world she'd rather be.

I remember.

I was thinking a lot about what you said.

Yesterday, you know, about trusting her.

It seemed a little difficult to surrender, you know.

You know what I thought about yesterday?

You and me.

The things we were doing when we were her age. I was already sneaking over to

your place, and guess who was letting me in?

That was different. No, it wasn't.

But I don't want her to end up like us.

What? We're so bad?

No, you know what I mean. I just want her to have choices.

She will.

If we listen to her, try to understand her.

right there.

A united front.

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

Is she around?

It's a little early, isn't it?

Fred, please.

Last time you showed up at our door, stupid things happened.

What?

Look, whatever I did made me whatever I did. I'm sorry. Okay, I just need to

talk to you, wife.

Are you here?

One second.

What is it now?

I'm in a bad place, Faith.

Oh, really?

Miss Cruz, you were right.

Everything you said about her. I knew that she crossed the line every once in

while, but I thought it was for the greater good, you know? That's how she

it, and I got it. That's right. This is not my problem. Listen to me for one

second. Just listen.

Please.

There's this notebook, and I see in this notebook this writer guy. He's got

stuff about her, about her reputation on the street, and she's been cutting

corners a long time.

And you're surprised.

I need advice, okay? I need your help, Faith.

Please.

Look at me.

Please, I wouldn't be here... I know you wouldn't be here if it wasn't

important. I know that.

You'd probably be telling me to mind my own business, which is what I'm going to

do from now on.

I can't help you, Bosco.

Those days are over. I got my own life.

And my own problem.

I'm sorry.

Please. Good luck.

Yoo -hoo.

Breakfast is served.

What is that, like your tenth cup of coffee?

I'm addicted.

What can I say?

We need to have our own drug of choice, don't we?

I needed this so badly. You and me both.

Well, I mean, this is like one of those times where I had no idea how badly I

needed it until just now.

Or maybe last night.

I needed that too.

Yes.

What?

When?

Um, hmm.

Um, who?

What do they look like?

Guy and a girl. Badges. Okay, right.

What do you think, you bag?

Sorry. I have a hard time. Just a little bit enough to tide me over.

I'm dry.

We came here to get something for you, remember?

Why don't you, uh... Yeah, I know.

This is Buford's address, as far as I know.

It's on Woody's headquarters.

166 and office.

You sure?

Yes, that's the place.

All right, good. Otherwise, Woody's gonna have to, uh... Yeah, I know. I'm

own. So why don't you get back to your lady in there?

Good to see you got your priorities in order.

Cruz, you sure? Hey, I said goodbye.

Bye.

Good luck.

Well, you need it more than us.

You ready?

Uh -huh.

Look at me.

Are you ready?

You know I got reservations.

Not about Buford, but...

You about the notebook I got in my drawer?

Among other things.

How much did you read?

Just about what Noble called you. Just a part about two bags cruise.

You know, your rep for planning the occasional dime bag to get some scale

your thumb.

Right.

That it was such common knowledge on the street?

Yeah.

That all you read?

Not enough.

Guess you missed the part about Letty.

Your sister?

Letty the hoe.

Pass around Letty.

Telling a body for drugs, getting passed around like currency.

Didn't see it.

Yeah, well, I don't need anybody else seeing it either.

Got it.

Do you?

Yep.

I just wish you would have told me before.

On my count.

Okay. Bosco, don't ever go snooping through my place again.

I won't be there again.

Even better.

On your count.

One, two.