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You can come in.

is back from lunch.

Give him the address and make us code 6.

Stop.

And you say you're sleeping well.

No dreams?

Nightmares?

That'd be crazy.

Out of the academy less than a year. Not off probation, even.

And involved in a shooting.

Not many of us could go through what you have and remain so unaffected.

It says here your badge saved your life.

Ironically. What?

I almost didn't accept it.

They gave me the option.

I belonged to someone before me.

Who?

Never asked. He's dead.

Whoever it was, he's apparently become your guardian angel.

Let's talk about what happened that night.

I told the IA board everything.

What you told the board was to save your job.

What you tell me is to save your life.

You can talk to me, Dad.

Nobody will ever know.

You can tell me anything.

A guy shot me. A guy, dear? Yeah.

Didn't he have a name?

Castro.

Nicky Castro.

He killed my partner before... He killed my partner before she could fire.

And then what?

Then I shot him once, and he shot me twice.

I shot him one more time, and then I passed out.

Just like in the report?

Just like in the report.

Look, I need to get back up on the street. You need to?

Well, I want to.

You think you've got something to prove, Dan? No.

Yourself, somebody else?

No. Want to get even, maybe?

No. I need... All right.

I'm going to recommend that you be assigned to the 2 -9.

The 2... The 2 -9.

You wanted action, right?

That's what you said, isn't it? Yeah, that's what I said.

The department requires my determination that you're fit to return to duty.

I don't believe it.

You just said... That's why you will be working inside.

Records.

Until we can talk a few more times.

How many more times?

Until you're willing to share the burden.

You can trust me.

You have friends you can talk to?

I've got you, right?

Shot the guy twice after you were hit.

Once before and once after.

Impressive.

Especially after your instructor at the academy said you were somewhat

intimidated by firearms.

I... You and her are close.

You and Deep, I mean.

Joyce was a good T .M.

She taught you a lot, I'll bet.

Bucks did it.

Cocksuckers actually subpoenaed me. This is Samson.

He's the hero that beats when she bought it.

You wanted me?

Put Samson here to work.

Samson, whenever I ask for cops, I'm told there's not enough to go around.

Yet, without my asking, you show up.

Makes me wonder why.

Samson, close the door on your way out.

I'm down here.

You got a problem with this cabin?

Just a minute.

Doesn't answer my question.

Look, I want to punch the clock, do my work, and go home, okay?

Didn't mean to snap at you.

That one's for you.

I'm sorry.

Very good.

You tight?

A little.

I'm good.

Because I know.

Not anymore.

Arthritis.

Fucking humidity.

any more in a few weeks.

Retiring. Idaho.

Full pension.

Fun and suck.

What do I do with all this stuff?

Dump anywhere.

Is it always so, uh... Disorganized?

Only since the commission cranked up.

Commission? Where do you live? On a moon?

The mayor's commission on corruption.

Rich thinks it's the center of the whole investigation.

Now, that's why they subpoenaed all our records.

That's why you and I are going to get rich in overtime.

See, they sent them up here from the warehouse downtown, and we sort them out

for the special prosecutor.

Anybody been charged?

Oh, yeah.

This place is dirty as a pig's tit.

Mostly small potatoes, though.

How do you think they're going to bust some big crime ring?

They come after you?

Me? No.

Hal, I misplaced my files the first day I got here.

to be a new face.

People are scared of their jobs or pensions.

Everybody's going to assume that you're a plant.

At least you prove otherwise.

You should be good to one of the boys.

Show him right off.

You still play a hell of a good game of 8 -ball.

Care to join me?

No.

Thanks.

Change your mind and catch me down in the locker room.

Otherwise, I'll be at the cliff, just around the corner.

I'm glad you can join us. Come on, we've got a table now.

That was quite a reception.

I told you.

They're all waiting for the cold fish to slap them in the face.

They're nervous as hell.

All they want to know is how you fit in at all.

Figure it out. They want to know the answer.

Are they coconut?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

Give me something strong.

Bourbon, I think.

You okay, kid?

Yeah.

So, tell me about yourself.

Short story.

What made you want to be a cop?

My father was LAPD.

Was that right?

Well, he must be proud, you falling to footsteps and all.

Surprised, but I'm proud.

I think, if he was around, that he's dead. He died about a year and a half

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

But he didn't spend much time together in the last couple of years.

I wasn't very good at the things that he thought were important.

Except wearing the blue.

Even that is questionable.

Man, that's a bad habit to get into.

What? Selling yourself short.

Look, what you've been through ain't exactly a secret.

Nobody expects you to act like nothing happened.

I've served 20 years, nearly all of it narcotics.

And I've seen a lot of people made dead.

And I can tell you one thing for certain.

It changes everybody, sometimes in ways they don't expect.

Thanks, Don.

You know that, that, that brash thing?

It's just a hunk of brass.

Don't confuse what it represents with who you are.

What's up, Miller?

Hey, I'll be right there.

You ever feel you need somebody?

Somebody to talk it through?

Somebody that's been there. I mean, I got good ears.

Rack them up, suckers!

Looks like the low ball is rapidly disappearing, doesn't it?

You two have something in common?

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

I think you do.

Hey, you're both heroes if you think because you work for the commission.

Ain't nobody can touch her. That's enough, Eddie.

All right.

What do you mean, Eddie?

You are an eager son of a bitch.

Early bird gets the worm, right?

Yeah, the early worm gets it.

I'm not punting.

I've got an appointment.

I'll be back in a couple hours.

Hey, thanks for last night.

Ah, Yerky, he's an asswitch.

Sarge, did you ever run into a cop named Manuel Torres?

We went through SAT together.

SAT?

Substance Abuse Therapy.

Manny loved Jose Cuervo even more than I liked Jack and Bud.

Do you know where I could get his personnel jacket?

In the cellar.

What's this all about?

You know the term dead badge?

Cop dies, eventually his badge is recirculated.

New cop gets a number.

You got Manny's shield?

It saved my life.

Jesus H. Christ.

You mention this to Rice?

You know Dr. Rice?

She runs the SAT program.

But how could you know that I was seeing her?

She called.

And? Well, nothing.

She asked that I watch out for you is all. Watch out for me?

You can trust me, you said.

No one will ever know. You said that too.

Miller's worried about you. I'm worried about you. I am not. Crazy for Christ's

sakes. I don't need a keeper.

So what's this thing with Manny Torres?

Jesus. Did Hoskins also tell you I had bran flakes for breakfast?

That took a crap about 9 .30? Damn it, Samson, I'm trying to help you here.

But I can't do anything if you won't help yourself.

This is a psychiatric discharge. I sign it and you're out.

You can't. I can and I will for the next cop whose life depends on your being

able to pull that trigger. I did it once. I can do it again. I studied the

testimony, Samson. I don't buy it.

It's true.

I don't think you killed anybody.

I did.

The board reviewed it. The board?

The board just wants every shooting to come down right. All they care about is

the department's image. All I care about is you.

Talk to me, Samson.

Tell me what really happened.

It's in the report.

Go back to work.

Samson.

A touristy.

I knew you were a fucking rat. What are you after down here anyway?

Who are you trying to burn? Nobody.

Nobody.

That's enough.

Let him go.

Many tourists.

Excuse me, guys.

Do you happen to know the cop that used to live there?

A guy named Manny Torres?

Manuel Torres?

Nah, we don't know nobody, hon.

Money corn!

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for anyone who knew Manuel Torres.

Oye.

I knew many.

I

spent

some time in a shelter.

With his wife.

Would you like something to drink?

I'd like $20.

So, what was he like?

Depends.

Ask who you ask.

I'm asking you.

He was loved by everybody.

He was hated by everybody.

What about when he died?

Lagrimas.

A lot of tears.

But still we were glad.

Because of the way he died.

He proved that he was no better than any of us.

The way he died?

Yodee, guapo.

Mac.

Like a common drug addict.

Hi, Mom.

Mrs.

Torres.

Who are you?

Officer Samson.

Dan Samson?

What do you want?

You're Billy Torres, right?

No.

Well, I was wondering if I could have a word with you.

I'll be late for work. It's about your husband.

But have you finally decided to pay his death benefit?

I don't know. Then I don't have time to talk to you. Please, please. I was a

friend.

I don't remember you.

Well, it wasn't exactly... Look, I don't know what kind of scam you're pulling,

and I don't care. I just want to find out about Manny. Well, you're too late.

When Manny died, do you know how many cops came to his funeral?

Do you?

No, I'm sorry. Three.

No flags.

No white gloves.

No testimonials.

No pension.

He was an embarrassment to the department. That's what they told me.

Now I'm telling you what I told them.

Go fuck yourself.

Lee Sampson?

Yeah. I'm Pellman. I'm supposed to be cutting five minutes ago. What can I do

for you?

I'm going over the Torres case.

Who? Manuel Torres. I pulled his pathology report from your record.

Did you do the autopsy?

What was my name on it?

Yeah. Well, then I did it.

What I wanted to know is, do junkies always shoot in their arms?

Junkies will shoot into any vein that hasn't collapsed.

What precinct did you say you were from?

The...

The 2 -9. Your report suggests that Torres was a habitual user.

But the only puncture marks were found on his left arm. Yeah. Get to the point.

Well... All of these marks have scabs.

It's not like some are fresh and some are new. Are you questioning my

Well, I mean... Because if you are, I suggest you file for an official review.

No, no. Until then, I have much better things to do.

mean to startle you. What do you want?

The name is Wheeler. I'm an investigator for the commission. I understand that

you know something about the Torres case.

What?

No. Wait.

Listen.

What it's worth, I never believed a guy like Torres would OD either.

I think you and I can help each other.

Call me.

Where the hell have you been, anyway?

Busy.

Busy? I mean, that's it? Busy?

I've been covering your ass for a day and a half.

How do you get a W -34 off on this?

How old?

Two years.

You don't?

I think it shipped down to the warehouse on Water Street after 14 months.

This isn't about that Torres thing, is it?

I called Rice.

He wants you to come in now.

Today.

Damn, this is crazy.

I just got a call from the coroner. Captain, could I... You stay the fuck

it.

I don't like what he had to say.

You're putting me in a shitty spot.

If I transfer you, the people downtown think I got something to hide.

If I don't, the 29 people think I sold them out. So I'm going to tell you this

for the last time.

You keep sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, I can guarantee I won't

there to keep from getting it busted.

Find what you need?

Yeah.

This is Torres.

Look, I told you yesterday morning I don't want to talk to you. I really

get it.

You go on ahead. I'll catch you later. Okay.

So what is it that's so important?

I don't think your husband killed himself.

Yeah, I don't either.

But can you prove that?

Maybe.

How do you know about this place?

I just saw the sign.

Look, if it's too loud in here, maybe... No, no, no, it's fine.

In fact, Matt needs to bring me one of his favorite places.

And in the meantime, I'll have a double tequila.

And the lady will have faith.

Café? Tequila. Gracias.

You understand Spanish?

I had a year in junior high, so I could maybe read a menu or find a banos, you

know.

Banos.

I'll correct you if you get lost.

I'm counting on it.

It's all about.

You're going to think I'm crazy.

Maybe I already do.

This was Manny's.

A number, I mean.

It's mine now.

I don't get it. Did Manny give this to you? I never met your husband.

I know this must seem a little bizarre.

Maybe we should just forget about it.

No.

Too bad I don't have any in my feet.

You're not like most of them, you know.

Them?

And what's that supposed to mean?

Cops and criminals are cut from the same cloth.

Most of them could play either part.

Not you.

You're different, I think.

I meant that as a compliment, you know.

My old man wouldn't have seen it that way.

No? No.

Is he still around?

Smoked two packs of cigarettes every day for 30 years.

Ended up in the hospital.

Drove cancer.

When I found out, I went to see him.

Asked him how he was.

Never answered me.

Maybe he couldn't, I don't know.

Instead, he pulled out a pack of underneath it.

He knew I didn't smoke, but he offered me one anyway.

We both lit up.

Never said a word.

When the cigarettes were gone, I left.

He died that night.

Sounds like a hard man.

Yeah.

Any brothers and sisters?

Ex -wives?

Current wives?

Girlfriends?

Love?

Ben?

Look, it's getting late.

We should probably go.

Sorry, Pipe said. I didn't mean to.

Let's just not talk about me anymore, okay?

Let's talk about you.

Amen.

Where do you want me to start?

How did you meet him?

I was 15.

I ran away from Brownsville in Texas.

I ended up in a shelter here in Long Beach.

By 19, I was in charge of the place.

Go on.

Manny was in vice then.

He used to bring us the youngest girls.

Salvagers, he called them.

Anyway, he and I hit it off and... How come?

How come what?

How come you mean it all?

Manny was never lost like I had been.

He always knew who he was. He always liked himself.

Some thought he liked himself a little too much.

Anyway, he protected me.

Made me feel safe.

That's why I accepted him as he was.

That's why I know he could never have OD'd.

Excuse me?

My son.

He's the best part of the man.

Someday he would get a little help from my mother -in -law.

He'll grow up to be the man Manuel should have been.

Que Dios te oigo.

Que Dios te oiga.

What does that mean?

May God hear you.

Billy, in Manny's things, his personal stuff, from his desk and his locker,

did you ever see any kind of logbook?

I don't know. Why?

Well, I thought it might show us what kind of work he was up to.

Help us figure out why somebody... I still have what they gave me.

I never opened it.

You have it here?

Yeah.

Can I see it?

Oh, Dan, it's late.

Right.

No notebook.

Not much at all.

What's there in an overdue payment on a 78 Chevy is all he left us.

If it weren't for my mother -in -law doing daycare, we couldn't survive.

Who's this?

That's Manny and his homie, Joey Gomez.

Homie? Was he in a gang?

Do you remember what I said about cops and robbers?

The same cloth and all that.

Manny was a gangster before he was a cop.

What became of Joey?

They found his body six months before Manny was killed.

Like I told you, when Manny became a cop, he just joined the gang whose

were blue.

What about the girl?

Her name is Selena Rojas.

She's a whore.

A drogadicta.

The police said she's the one who supplied Manuel with the heroin that

him. Do you know where she is?

No.

Did you think it would be that easy?

I don't know what I thought.

You want some coffee or something?

No, thanks.

I want to apologize for the way I acted in the restaurant.

I shouldn't have been crying.

I should probably go in.

Dan.

I appreciate what you're trying to do.

For money, I mean.

I don't think it'll do any good, but... I'll be here if you need me.

You can!

and shit up to your fucking eyeballs.

You made it easy for me.

If internal affairs sent you in, that proves how stupid they are. If they

didn't, that proves how stupid you are. Either way, Samson, you're gone.

What about the other car?

That was the alcohol level found in your blood.

That was a few thousand bucks worth of damage to private property.

What about the other car? I'm still on probation.

I'm afraid the closest you'll ever come to wearing a uniform again is as a

security guard.

In some mall.

To try to warn you.

How do you feel?

I'm not surprised.

What happened?

I got in an accident.

You slipped on the ice, did you?

Who?

I'm not sure.

All right. Well, let's finish cleaning you up.

Hey, I... What?

Thanks.

Thanks for what?

For not shooting me.

We call it an escape, a flight from reality.

I just don't remember anything.

That's typical.

Why is this happening to me?

Fugues generally are the result of internal emotional conflict.

A soldier, for example, in combat feels he has committed a cowardly act.

Outwardly, he wants to re -engage the enemy to get even, but inwardly...

He's afraid that he will revert to the same cowardice.

So he chooses another persona.

Someone who fulfills his image of what a brave soldier should be.

And simply, he becomes that person.

Could it happen again?

Unless you send Manny Torres back to his grave.

I don't want you here. I'm sorry.

I said I don't want you here. I just want to explain.

No. Please!

No!

It's all right.

You scared the hell out of me when you ran out of here.

And when I saw what you did to your arm, I know.

Scared the hell out of myself.

Billy, I'm in trouble.

I haven't seen the department psychologist.

It's a requirement after a shooting.

Shooting?

What shooting?

My partner.

She was killed.

And I... What?

I panicked.

I saw her there on the ground.

And... It was like I was paralyzed.

I let him down.

Them who?

My partner.

My partner.

Come inside.

And when it's all over,

You don't remember anything.

It's like many invaded me.

I like you, Dan.

You are different than other men I know.

Why are you different?

I want to have...

too weird for me.

I don't know what it is I could... Just be there for me.

If I need you, that's all I'm asking.

Please.

Manny's wife.

Billy. Yeah.

She said he never did drugs.

What the hell do you expect her to say?

The needle marks in his arm are all fresh.

They're all done at the same time.

What makes you think?

Photographs in the coroner's office.

I'll check it out.

The memo in Torres' file said that Billy got his logbook.

She said she didn't.

Stuff gets lost all the time.

Sometimes on purpose.

It's thin.

More coffee?

Uh -uh. No, thanks.

I hear Hunt's gonna burn you.

If that's what you paid for this, it was overpriced.

Hey, listen.

I don't need you on my conscience, Samson.

Eventually, Yerkes and all the other wrong cops in the 2 -9 are going to step

their dicks anyway.

Now, maybe you ought to back off of this thing when you still can.

So what did he say?

That he'd look into it.

That's all?

And to drop it.

So what are you going to do?

Find Selena Rojas.

That's crazy. You can't. I'll call back in an hour. Dan.

Honey, honey, good night, please. Have a nice time.

Hey, Mr. Mack Truck, you drive a fine line.

Yes.

Hey.

Come here.

Hey, Berito.

How you doing?

Get in.

I'm working.

I'm looking for Selena Rojas. You know her?

I might.

Wait, wait, wait. You give me money and then you drive off?

That don't look so good.

Come with me.

I'll tell you about Selina.

I'm not interested.

Don't pay, can't stay.

Look at him.

You got the biggest melones in town.

Those tits have got a lot of guys in trouble.

Just the wallet.

You like to share the needle too, huh?

Who are you?

Is that why Manny's dead?

Somebody made him dead. It wasn't me.

I don't believe you.

I don't give a fuck.

I love Manny.

He cared about me.

Got me into a program.

said you're the one that gave him the stuff that killed him.

It's because the math all writes that down. Don't make it true.

So you didn't give him the heroin?

Many wouldn't even smoke a joint, much less do smack.

Hey.

Hey.

Is that what you told the police?

That guy that just came in, what room is he in?

Ain't nobody just come in.

What room?

It ain't worth it.

Twenty -five.

Come on, baby, make it good.

Good, baby.

You caught the Torres case.

For what?

You interviewed Selena Ross?

Huh? Yes.

She said she gave him the snack?

I'm going to repay these walls with your fucking brains right now.

That's not the way you wrote it up, is it?

Is it?

No.

What about the logbook?

What logbook?

Damn it, Carl!

Oh, God!

All right, I took it! Why?

Why?

Don't. Please.

Christ.

What are you doing here?

We'll take care of it, sir. You just wait.

John, what's up?

What do you mean you don't know if you killed this guy, your case?

I don't think I did.

I don't know. I just get confused when... Jesus, what am I doing here?

helping me find your husband's killer.

How'd you know?

Hunts issued a warrant.

What? They know that you were with Yerkes when they bought it.

They got two wins.

They think I did it?

Well, they're calling you a material witness now.

Turn yourself in, Samson.

I'll do what I can to help.

Tonight, 2 .30, Terminal Island.

Meet me at the rail yard.

Samson.

Hello, Tom.

What do you want?

We want to talk to you.

It's about Joey.

I'm in the middle of a game.

And I'm winning.

Por favor.

Es importante.

Did you know that Manny was looking for Joey's killer?

Who are these people?

Manny and Pete together part of a puzzle.

Listen to what's in this book it got him killed.

Who were these men, Tomás?

They worked together.

Joey and this man. What?

Money laundering.

For who?

Traficantes, Colombians.

I don't know. Is that what you told Manny?

What else did he ask you?

The same thing a lot of people in the street would know.

What's that?

Whatever happens in a suitcase is.

Somebody killed Joey and his pals and took it.

It could have been anybody.

Anybody who knew where Joey and the others were setting up shop to

the cash packets.

Hide the money.

Lock yourself in.

Wait. I'll be back in a couple hours.

I thought you said you were afraid of what you'd become. I know what I said.

now you don't care?

They killed Manny. And they'll kill you too.

I was wrong about you, Dan.

You're not different after all.

I wish you hadn't fallen, man.

Why didn't you listen to me, Dan?

It was Barry.

Like Manny Torres, Nicky Castro, and the others?

Nobody had to know.

You told me you worked in narcotics.

You were staking them out. You and your partner, what's his name? Phil. Aaron

Phil. And you knew they had the cash the nights that you hit them, didn't you?

Twenties and hundreds.

Two million dollars from each distributor.

Two million for each of us.

All you had to do was kill them.

Well, that was the easy part.

They were scum.

I risked my life, Dan, to grab guys like this.

Then they'd pay some sharp lawyer with pocket change and laugh at me on the way

back to the street.

As many towards scum?

You know what my retirement is, Dan?

21 .5 a year.

After taxes, that's 15 bills a month.

And you shut him up with a hot shot.

Didn't you?

I tried to reason with him.

I tried to tell him how I deserved it. Did Manny Torres deserve to die in a

dumpster? Like a fucking judge?

Is that what I deserve?

That's okay, you're my dad's car.

That's okay, you're my dad's car.

I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna do it.

Miller Hoskins.

I don't believe it.

He and a partner named Feld are ripping off money he yields.

How do you know that?

Hoskins' time sheet showed him working a money laundering ring.

All four of the guys involved have ended up dead, including Mickey Castro, a man

that was shot the same night that my partner was killed.

Another guy that they hit was Joey Gomez, a friend of Manny Torres.

They tried to pay for his off, and when he didn't go for it, they OD'd him.

Go on.

Each of them were carrying $2 million.

None of the money has ever turned up.

And you think that Hoskins lifted him? I know he did.

Hoskins, his partner Feld, and your keys, they're all in on it. The reason I

know this is because Hoskins told me the whole thing.

Trying to keep you out of this, Dan. We're ready for you. Jesus, your errand

failed.

How did I get here?

You stopped at another episode, Dan.

How did she get here?

I called her.

You thought you were Manny. I didn't know what else to do.

You need to be hospitalized, Dan.

I wouldn't let her take you. I was afraid they'd arrest you.

They won't.

Not now.

Not after I tell them what I found out.

Put it down, Samson.

Who are you?

He's the man who killed your husband.

What? He and his partners, Hoskins and Yerkes.

They killed Joey.

And when Manny found out, they killed him, too.

You bastard!

You surprised me, Samson.

I didn't think you had it in you.

Not the way you acted that rainy night.

The way you shook when your partner went down.

How could you know what I... You?

You killed Joyce?

Let's get the hell out of here. We don't have to...

Two million dollars each. That's what Hoskins

said. Four dead mules, four partners.

Get the tickets out of his pocket.

Do it.

Did you kill them all?

I didn't know anything about the first three.

Until Torres told you.

I'm impressed.

You might have made a good cop after all.

Manny was in my detox program.

I was his counselor. He told me everything, even about his friend, Joey

Then you sold him out to Hoskins.

Considerably more.

Then 30 pieces of silver.

Now get me the case you took from your case.

You have everyone else's.

Isn't six million dollars enough?

It's not about the money, Samson.

It's about winning.

About being the last person standing.

Now get me the goddamn case.

Now!

got the God.

Who's going to pull the trigger? Torres or Samson?

I

went

to your apartment.

When you didn't answer, I buzzed the super.

He sent me up here.

Oh,

how'd the hearing

go?

Okay.

Well, what did they decide?

To discharge me.

Psychiatric disability.

Damn.

It's okay.

I would have quit anyway.

So what now?

We bury the dead.

You see who's left.