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♪ I was young and wild and barely 16 ♪

♪ When I took off down that road... ♪

The Texas Rangers.

Is that where the baseball team

gets its name from... from you guys?

Far as we're concerned.

You a Rangers fan?

Astros, maybe?

Well, I'm a fan of driving in silence

all the way back to Texas,

delivering you to stand trial,

and getting back to see my family.

You got a family, huh?

Good. You keep them in mind,

you might live to see 'em again.

(tires screeching)

(groans)

(gunshots) (grunts)

- Hey, hey, put it down! - Hey, put it down, put it down!

Put it down.

Hey, put your weapon down!

Go on, do it, come on, let's go.

Hey, I said put your weapon down.

All right.

Gun!

(cries out)

(gunshot)

♪ ♪

(quacking)

♪ All my life, well, I spend my time ♪

(barks)

♪ Working out ways to get by ♪

♪ All on my own... ♪

Any reason your dog's off his leash?

Oh, I tend to let him, you know, roam free,

do his own thing.

You know?

Well, in this park it's illegal

not to have your animal leashed

or without a collar.

Robbery/Homicide.

Sorry, boys, I'm just not that familiar

with canine crimes.

You're a cop? Seriously?

Funny, I was gonna ask you guys the same thing.

You know, my father always said

that a man should never wear shorts to work,

but if he saw these shorts... You know what it is?

It's the cut of them. That's what makes 'em sexy.

Three tickets.

Dog off the leash, without a collar,

no license.

Yeah, so much for fraternal brotherhood of police.

(grunts)

So let me ask you guys a question.

If the bad guys have a car,

what do you guys do?

Call 911?

(whistles)

(makes smooch sounds)

Have a wonderful day.

And be careful out there on those bicycles, okay?

It makes me wonder just why you weren't charged

with an actual crime.

Because, Dr. Bansal,

you gave testimony two days ago

that made reference

to a reckless endangerment charge.

Objection.

Dr. Bansal is clearly

too cute to be guilty of anything.

(chuckles)

You're out of order, Counselor.

This whole court is out of order!

(chuckles): Overruled.

Oh, so now you're attorney and judge.

Dare to dream.

So, what did the real Dr. Bansal do?

Nothing.

But he's testifying against my client,

so I'm planning to invalidate his testimony

by proving he lied under oath.

And that is why you should never lie

to your mommy.

So, is your client guilty?

It's not as simple as that.

- Oh, sure it is. - What I get, Roger,

is that you're an LAPD cop

who bleeds LAPD blue.

And I love you for that.

But let's just say

the subtlety of the law

is not your biggest passion.

All I'm saying is, at the end of the day,

either you did or you didn't do it.

It's that simple.

What?

I think she just did it.

(laughs)

- I got her. - You did it, didn't you?

- (phone beeps) - Shh.

Triple nine. Officer down.

I gotta go. Okay.

Love you. Mm.

(laughs)

RIGGS: You can't be seriously taking their side on this.

(car doors shut)

Have you seen the shorts these guys wear?

Hey, they're cops, just like us.

Like you, maybe.

You shouldn't have fed your ticket to the dog.

What, you would have arrested me, is that it?

MURTAUGH: You were guilty, weren't you?

At the very least, Riggs,

you could have showed them a little more respect.

What's his name?

Mark Ervin.

He was transporting a sheriff department prisoner to Texas

for a murder trial.

Transport got hit, Ervin got killed.

I'm guessing the prisoner didn't stick around.

Wade Davies. U.S. Marshals are

putting together a search team now.

Jailbreak on wheels.

Just one ranger per transport?

RIGGS: Ranger motto.

"One riot, one ranger."

Any shell casings?

Nothing. Totally clean.

Very professional.

Looks like somebody knew what they were doing.

Yeah... they sure did.

Silver stars and six-guns.

Geez, could you wait until happy hour

before you start drinking potential evidence?

Why don't you arrest me?

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SCORSESE: He was hit by three .223-caliber copper bullets.

Two from a distance, one at close range.

He put up a fight. Anything else?

Impressions from the bullets show they were all

from the same Mini-14 assault rifle.

Has a pretty distinctive groove in the barrel.

We find the gun, we find the killer.

Sorry to interrupt you fellas.

I'm Samuel Petry, Texas Rangers.

And I came here to bring Mark back home.

Martin Riggs, Homicide.

This is my partner, Roger Murtaugh.

Sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

Mark was a good man.

Wish I could say dying with your boots on

- is the way to go. - MURTAUGH: But it's not.

We all know that.

Well, to complete the full autopsy on him

shouldn't be more than a day or two.

Shall we?

So...

so what do you fellers know so far?

One shooter, two cars, ambush style, that's it.

How about on the Texas side of things?

What do y'all know?

The prisoner, Wade Davies, has money.

Big construction guy from Laredo.

Got indicted for murder two years ago and

fled Texas for L.A.

But what was your excuse?

I'd say from the funny way you talk,

- it's, uh, South Texas? - El Paso.

It's good to know a fellow Texan's on the case.

And one of Inglewood's finest.

Well, ain't that a comfort.

In light of the circumstances,

I won't take offense to that.

Well, in light of the circumstances,

maybe you should.

What the hell does that mean?

You said it yourself, Rog.

Professional hit. (sighs)

Looks like an inside job.

AVERY: "Inside job" meaning what?

Look, they knew exactly where to hit this truck.

You got an isolated road, out in the middle of nowhere.

Whoever did this, they knew the transport route.

L.A. Sheriff's Department?

MURTAUGH: Or the Texas Rangers.

It could have come from that side also.

Well, I'm glad to hear that you're inclined

to question the integrity of any law enforcement body,

regardless of geography.

I said that it could have.

Look, come on, Rog, we're far away from Texas, all right?

This would be a home game for the sheriff's department.

The Sheriff's angle does make some sense.

Davies was in county lockup

for three days, enough time to broker

- a jailbreak from the inside. - Come on, Cap.

LAPD accusing the L.A. Sheriff's Department

- of a cop killing without any evidence? - None yet.

So go find some. Find out who in the sheriff's department

had access to the route.

And even before I say this, I can hear my future self

laughing at my current self...

be delicate about it.

Delicate. Like plucking an eyelash from a pit bull.

Do me a favor.

Tell your future self to call me.

I'm worried about you.

You all right?

Yeah. Fine.

This place hasn't changed a bit.

Go figure.

Alejandro Cruz? You just won me 50 bucks.

I knew I'd see you again.

- What did he do this time? - The dumbest thing ever.

I'm on the edge of my seat.

Became a cop.

Good Lord, I know the LAPD

has low standards, but this is ridiculous.

Are you finished? Because we're investigating the death

of a police officer, so whenever you're ready

to answer some questions, maybe we can proceed.

I'm sorry. How can I help?

We need to know who signed a prisoner

named Wade Davies to Texas Rangers

two days ago.

You want to talk with Leila Jones,

but she's not here.

You know where we can find her?

("Boogie Shoes" by KC and the Sunshine Band playing)

(bowling pins crashing)

♪ Girl, to be with you is my favorite thing ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Uh-huh... ♪

Let me guess.

You're a bowler.

That's one way to put it.

Bowling enthusiast?

Perfect-game roller.

Notice the plaque with my name and picture on it.

(chuckles)

I bowled a 300 here. A perfect game.

That's attractive.

Why would they...?

No, you look good with a mustache, Rog.

- But not a Steve Harvey. - Hey.

I think we found our Leila.

- Uh-huh. - Uh-huh.

Leila Jones, Detective Murtaugh and Riggs.

LAPD. We're investigating

the prison-transport ambush yesterday.

And we understand that you had access

to the transport route.

Who else had eyes on that?

I'm not exactly sure.

Look, I have to go, sorry.

Is this not a good place for you to talk?

There really isn't any good place.

MURTAUGH: We're investigating the murder of a police officer.

You know that, right?

Look, what happened was awful,

but do you know what happens when you

talk to the LAPD about your own?

You get transferred to night court

or worse.

Worse than night court?

Rumor is, someone in the department's dog got shot.

Golden retriever.

All because they talked when they shouldn't have.

This rumor have a name?

'Cause I would love to know who shot that dog.

MURTAUGH: Look, we're just trying to help here, Leila.

We can't do that without a name.

Jeffrey Veld,

same guy who approved the rangers' transport route.

Look, Sheriff's is a good group,

but there's always one bad apple.

Everything all right here?

Oh, it's wonderful.

We just can't get enough of that rented-shoe smell.

(sniffs) Smells like foot and ass.

Oh, it's so nice.

MAN: Roger Murtaugh, in the flesh.

Oh, I recognize you

from your picture on the wall.

- Did you now? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Dude, you got to tell me, man,

how'd you get them to put that up there?

I bowled a 300.

That's how.

Right, yeah.

The perfect game during which the electric score keeper

just so happened to go out in the middle.

Ooh! What are the odds?

Are you suggesting that I didn't bowl a perfect game?

Just admit it, Murtaugh.

Your score is bogus.

And now I think he's questioning my integrity.

- That's exactly what he's doing. - That's what.

And here's the thing with that, you can question

my integrity all day long, but this man

is just full of integrity.

Mm, I'm questioning his integrity and your skill.

Deputy, could I show you a little bit of skill?

All right, oh, hold on, hold on.

So, just so that I'm clear,

are we about to get into a fight in this bowling alley?

- I think so. - Okay, I just wanted to make sure.

I mean, it's awesome if we are.

MAN 2: Detective Roger Murtaugh?

Hey, Luke Barton.

It's nice to meet you

and thank you, both of you, for coming down

to our annual fund-raiser.

Always nice to feel supported

by our friends in the LAPD.

That is why you're here, isn't it?

We're investigating the murder of a Texas Ranger.

You boys heard about that, right, out in the desert?

Yeah, it's horrible what happened.

Well... if you guys

need anything, just let me know.

You have the sheriff department's full support on this.

Mm, appreciate that.

Remember, Murtaugh,

we're all cops here.

We're rooting for you on this case,

so try not to take the outcome like you did

your perfect game.

(groans) All right.

I'm-a give you three seconds to take that back

and apologize.

So start counting. One...

RIGGS: Okay, here's the thing,

if we're gonna get into a fight with police officers in a bowling alley...

...two...

...then there's one thing you've got to know.

Hit first.

(men yelling)

♪

MAN: Well, I am glad to hear

that you are doing well over there, Avery.

Today captain, tomorrow who knows, right?

So far so good, and likewise.

I'm glad things are good for you at Sheriff's.

Mm, yes, they are.

12 years running now.

You know, what happened out there

in the desert with that ranger...

real tragedy.

It was.

Some of your detectives have been sniffing

around my department.

I heard they had a run-in with some of my boys...

off duty, no less.

Just doing our jobs...

looking into every avenue of investigation.

I'm gonna be real clear here, Avery.

If there's a problem in my house, I will handle it myself.

Of course I would extend the same courtesy to you

if the roles were reversed, you know that.

Right?

So, please,

for both our sakes...

tighten the leash on your boys, all right?

I will, I will talk to them, sure...

Thank you.

...but I have a dead Texas Ranger on my board

and I can't tell them where not to look.

(laughs)

Yeah, I understand.

(chuckles)

You know, cops...

good cops...

you know, they make mistakes...

and those mistakes don't ever really go away.

They have consequences...

and I'd really hate

for this investigation to drudge up anything

that you wouldn't want to surface.

Best to let the past stay...

locked up.

Don't you think?

Get your men under control.

MURTAUGH: For what it's worth,

the brawl was my fault

and Riggs was just backing me up.

No, I threw the first punch.

I mean, I've got a reputation to uphold.

They were questioning my integrity

- as a police officer. - And as a bowler.

- As a bowler. - And those sheriffs are real dicks.

I mean, to be fair, and possibly murderers,

- am I right? - I'm starting to warm up to that theory.

Did you guys find anything specific

that links the sheriff department

to the ranger's murder?

Yeah, the, uh, transfer clerk

at the prison just gave us a name.

Deputy Jeffrey Veld.

Apparently he approved the transfer route

the night before the murder.

And she said that

Veld recently shot a co-worker's dog.

A dog? Why?

MURTAUGH: The way she put it,

for talking when they shouldn't have.

Talking about what?

We don't know.

She was trying to tell us, and then

a certain Deputy Barton came up and spooked her,

and that's when the other deputy

got in Roger's face. Before you know it,

it was on. (chuckles)

If by "on"

you mean moronic.

If by "moronic" you mean

a hell of a lot of fun, then yeah.

So, that's all we have on them right now

is this... this dog thing?

Yeah. We had the dog exhumed.

Yeah, Scorsese's doing

an autopsy now.

Yeah, hey,

Chief, I know, it's very disturbing,

the whole dog thing.

No, it's a legitimate lead.

I want you to keep pressing, but, guys, listen to me.

We have to be...

Delicate.

...delicate

and persistent.

Nobody gets a free pass on this.

- Right. - Yeah.

(sighs)

Well? Did he rip you a new one?

Avery? Surprisingly, no.

Pays to be a first-time offender.

So, we have anything on Veld yet?

Sheriff's Deputy Veld...

um, Internal Affairs investigated him twice

for excessive force.

Not surprising, considering he put

a dog in the grave.

SCORSESE: Yeah,

about that.

You okay?

You don't look so good.

Maybe that's because I just cut open the remains

of a golden retriever named Thunder.

Scorsese, you do it to humans all day long.

Yeah, but humans are my comfort zone.

Dogs... not so much.

Anyway, the bullet that felled Thunder

was the same caliber that killed the ranger,

fired by the same Mini-14 assault rifle.

Standard issue at Sheriff's until... two years ago.

Time to get Thunder some justice.

(chuckles) Trish.

- Thank you. - Thank you...

for meeting me on such short notice.

Of course.

You didn't sound so good.

Well, here we are

in the middle of a work day,

eight blocks from your office.

If I didn't know better, I'd say you think you need a lawyer.

I think I do...

one I can trust.

Well, you got her...

but I have to ask,

does this have anything to do with Roger?

Because...

if it does, you know I can't represent you.

It doesn't... not directly,

at least, but it does concern something that I did

back when we were partners.

Something that he does not know about.

Okay.

I'm listening.

RIGGS: All right.

Veld...

has a prison guard fetish...

which is a step up from being a dog killer...

or he's got Davies holed up in there.

How you want to do this?

You go around back. I got the front.

Meet you in the middle.

♪ ♪

LAPD!

(shouts)

- (grunts) - (laughs)

Ooh.

Did you really just do that?

Did you bowl a perfect game?

I'm saying in both cases,

the answer is yes.

Oh! Bad guy!

It's Davies.

♪ ♪

(grunts)

(horn blares)

Go, go, go! (gunshots)

Hey!

Drop the weapon!

I'd advise you

to do the same, Detective.

What are you doing here?

Pursuing a suspect in the ranger murder.

You just executed Davies.

Nope, I shot a man

in self-defense.

He pulled a gun on me.

The hell he did.

Look again, Detective.

It was him or me,

and I got to tell you,

in those situations, it never ends up being me.

Always a first.

All right, why don't we all just

lower our weapons

so no one else has to get shot?

Detective Murtaugh, the bowler

and now the voice of reason.

RIGGS: Hey, Rog,

sorry to further lower your opinion of the sheriff's department,

but I'm pretty sure

that Deputy Barton here's

who killed our ranger,

sprung Davies, and now he just shot him

in this alleyway before we had a chance to chat with him.

MURTAUGH: You know what they say,

- there's always one bad apple. - RIGGS: Oh, two.

We can't forget about Veld.

I mean, it was his house, after all.

Aah!

All right, now we're back down to one.

You two mind lowering your weapons?

I just saved your life, Detective.

(siren wails in distance)

You drinking Scotch?

Yes, I am.

Can I have some?

Help yourself.

(groans)

Wait, is this a trick?

Like some kind of test?

Not for you, but maybe for me.

All right, I'm confused, but you know what fixes that?

Scotch.

The past always catches up with us, doesn't it?

Past, present and future is a disaster,

no matter how you slice it.

(sighing heavily)

My second year on the job...

...there was this guy, Peter Scarelli,

raped and killed a ten-year-old girl.

We had DNA evidence, but then,

right before trial,

the DNA sample got compromised in the lab,

so it was inadmissible.

He was gonna walk.

I knew this guy at the sheriff's department,

David Reed... runs things over there now... anyway,

David got me access to Scarelli's jail cell

when he was in the yard.

Didn't take long to find what I was looking for.

What was that?

A strand of Scarelli's hair

that found its way to the victim's sweater.

Second time around,

the DNA sample was not compromised.

And Scarelli went away for life.

I framed a man for murder, Riggs.

Come on.

The guy was guilty, right?

Justice served.

So, what?

This Reed cat's putting the screws to you?

Yeah. (sighs)

Says he'll ruin me

if I don't back you guys off.

Murtaugh know about this?

He was my partner at the time.

(sighs)

Well... (grunts)

...you got to tell him.

Hey.

You're a good cop.

Don't forget that.

Go get him, Riggs.

Do it the right way.

Hey, how'd it go in there, buddy?

Did you tell them all how heroic I am,

saving you and your partner's life?

Yeah, that's exactly what I told them.

It didn't cross my mind to tell them that I think Davies

paid you to break him out, and then you killed him

when you thought we were too close.

Do I look worried?

You look guilty.

Well, in that case, I might need

to get myself a good lawyer, huh?

Hey, you think you can get me

a sit-down with your wife?

I heard she's very expensive

by the hour, but worth it.

(chuckles)

What's so funny?

I can't help but thinking about

how a former sheriff's deputy

is gonna fare in prison.

What kind of bonds you're gonna have

with your fellow inmates.

You'll let me know.

Technically, what he said wasn't a threat.

Wait, are you his attorney?

I don't care how you parse it,

he invoked your name and that's not okay.

- I'm just saying... - No, no, no, stop it.

You're fearless, I get it.

I love it. I'm attracted to it.

But these guys just aren't corrupt cops,

they're killers. And you

will catch them.

I'm not worried, Roger.

Okay?

(knocking at door)

Get the door, honey.

Hi, Roger.

Hmm. I would have thought it'd be Riggs.

He usually spoils my evenings.

We need to talk.

Let's go to my office.

Roger and I need to talk.

As your lawyer,

I would strongly advise you against that.

As your lawyer?

You hired my wife?

Remember Peter Scarelli?

You framed a guy for murder.

She was ten years old, Roger.

He had to go away.

I don't disagree.

But by framing him?

- I would have turned your ass in. - I know.

- And then Scarelli would have walked. - No.

I would have found another way to get him, legally!

How many others were there?

How many times

did you break the law to enforce it?

He was the only one.

Oh, he was the only one?

How noble.

And you're only telling me this now, why?

Because you just got blackmailed?

I'm gonna resign, Roger.

Damn.

That actually is noble.

And if you think this is the time when I'm gonna say,

"Hey, don't do it, man,

it's not worth it,"

you're wrong.

I'm not asking for that.

And I'm not asking you to forgive me.

And I appreciate that.

I can't.

(scoffs)

Detective Riggs.

Any reason you're waiting outside my house?

Well, there was a string of burglaries in the area,

and I just wanted to make sure that, you know,

you and your family were safe.

Aren't you the perfect gentleman?

Well,

just returning the favor, really.

You know, after you showed an interest

in the Murtaughs. You know, hey,

his wife,

in particular, I understand.

Boy, you LAPD guys are so sensitive.

Not so surprising coming from Murtaugh,

but from what I understand,

you've got a thicker skin, you're not such a...

a team player over there. Isn't that right?

Well, thing is...

the Murtaughs are my team.

Like your foster family?

'Cause you don't have one of your own?

Isn't that right?

Now you're just trying to charm me.

Look at you, camped outside of my house, doing this,

trying to scare me a little.

You know, if I think about it,

I'd say that you and I,

we're not that different.

Well, you know, there is one thing that's different.

I ain't ever killed a cop. (clicks tongue)

- Right? - (chuckles)

There's a difference.

(engine starts)

Well...

not yet, anyway.

You really thought

it was a good idea to represent him...

my former partner, current captain.

Good morning, honey.

And yes, I did.

He's your friend, too,

and he needs my help.

What he needs is a different lawyer.

And considering his crime,

the shadier, the better.

So you never had to bend the rules?

Bend the rules, yeah.

Frame a man? Not even close.

Scarelli?

Scarelli was a ruthless killer.

Who knows how many lives... children's lives...

Avery saved by doing what he did.

By cheating the system.

Oh, come on, Roger.

We both know the system is far from perfect.

Now, you are hurting because it's Avery.

It's principle.

- Principle? - Yes.

What did you say the other morning?

Huh? "At the end of the day,

either you did it, or you didn't do it."

Scarelli did it.

And he's not even in prison anymore.

I checked.

Out on compassionate leave.

End-stage liver disease.

- So... - So? So what?

At the end of the day, Trish,

Avery did it, too.

We have enough cops

out there not playing by the rules.

(sighs)

(whistling)

I'd like to report a break-in over on 28 Lynwood Place.

Yeah, hope you're here in a hurry.

(siren approaching)

(sirens blaring)

MURTAUGH: These came from Barton's house?

That's the wrong question to be asking right now, Rog.

The correct question would be: are those the rounds

that killed our ranger?

No. We're not doing it this way.

Okay,

how about I return them

after we make the arrest?

What, you don't think I want this guy, too?

He killed one of our own.

But it means nothing unless we can prove

that Barton was in possession of the murder weapon.

Now we can.

I checked the bar code.

That box of ammo was purchased at the Temecula Gun Show

about two months ago,

along with four Mini-14

assault rifles.

Guess who made the purchase.

BOTH: Luke Barton.

No.

The L.A. Sheriff's Boy's Home.

Assault weapons for a charity?

Right, except for it wasn't an official

department charity, it was a personal charity,

founded by your boy.

Luke Barton.

Let me guess,

a large contribution was made to this charity

right before Wade Davies' release?

More proof that Davies hired Barton

to bust him out of custody.

All right, let's tell Avery.

Okay,

now we get a warrant.

We make a legitimate arrest.

We do this by the book.

You're such a stickler.

Hey, Cap?

Anyone seen the captain?

He hasn't been here all day.

All day?

Mm-mm-mm.

You think Barton's got something to do with this?

Straight to voice mail.

Bailey,

need you to get a location on the captain

ASAP.

I'm on it, just give me a few minutes.

Looks like you started without me.

Yeah, well. (sighs)

Why not, right?

You know, it seems my request to back off

fell on deaf ears.

I tried to steer my guy away.

But your man, Barton, didn't exactly

cover his tracks very well.

You were really okay with him killing the ranger?

No.

But it's not like he asked.

You know, he's got this thing

for frontier justice.

But Veld takes the fall for this and no one is the wiser.

He killed a cop.

How can you live with that?

Look,

at this point, Barton is off the reservation.

We both have guys under our command like that now, don't we?

Guys who like to color

outside the line, but who can be very useful.

You can try to put a short leash on them,

but at the end of the day you can't always

control what happens.

(clicks tongue and gulps)

It makes me sick.

Scotch helps.

And so should the knowledge

that your career can continue.

You know, not a day goes by

that I don't regret what we did to Peter Scarelli.

That's funny.

I don't think about it at all.

(groans)

(laughs)

Yeah, go home and sleep it off, Avery.

Tomorrow wake up and go to work.

That's all any of us can do in this city.

♪ ♪

(car alarm chirps)

AVERY (over phone): You were okay with him

killing that ranger?

REED: No.

But it's not like he asked.

You know, he's got a thing for frontier justice.

But Veld takes the fall for this and...

(gun cocks)

He's right.

I do.

(indistinct conversations)

Where's Avery?

(chuckles) Heard about you and your partner...

Where is he?

Everything all right over here?

We're looking for the gentleman

- that was here. - The apple juice guy?

He had me bring, like, four rounds of apple juice.

On the rocks.

He said it was part of some prank he was playing.

Apple juice... he wanted you to think he was drunk.

What did you guys talk about?

Did Barton know he was here?

You're in my way, Detective.

Riggs, it's me.

Avery isn't here.

I think he's in trouble.

All right, Bailey's got a cell ping

from his car.

Looks like it's at a house in Carson.

You got an address?

Okay, 4415 Moreno Drive.

Last homeowner is a Peter Scarelli?

You can kill me here, but it's just a matter of time...

Shut up.

I'm not killing you. (tightens restraint)

Sins of the past.

Let me introduce Peter Scarelli.

Do you remember Captain Avery here?

He's the man who framed you for murder.

So, here's how this happened.

The well-respected captain couldn't let bygones

be bygones when confronting

the recently released inmate

who he had sent away years earlier.

He risked his career to get rid of him once.

He decides to do it again, but this time

things don't go quite his way.

Luckily, I was on to him and you,

and came to save you.

But you got here a little too late.

(snaps) Oh, man.

Yeah.

MURTAUGH: That's Avery's car.

It's them.

How do you want to do this?

Delicate.

(motor revs, tires screech)

(grunts)

(groans)

AVERY: Roger!

(grunts)

You know, I was never really good at math.

But I think that weapon's empty.

Ah.

I've been waiting for this.

(both grunting)

You know how you said

we're not that different, you and I?

Huh?

Wrong.

You're under arrest.

Headed home.

I just wanted to thank you

for finding the men who did this.

Oh, well, I had a little help, you know.

Not exactly "one riot, one ranger" around here.

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

That was your ranger's.

You know what, son?

I think Mark would've wanted somebody like you to have it.

♪ ♪

Thank you.

If you ever decide

to get back out to Texas,

could use a ranger like you.

I got to keep 'em honest out here.

Hmm.

Where's your partner?

I wanted to thank him, too.

And apologize.

I wasn't exactly all

Houston charm when we first met.

Well, he's with his family, but...

he's got a real Texas son of a bitch as a partner,

so he's used to it.

- Hmm. - But I'll pass on your regards.

You stay safe, Detective.

You keep 'em honest out here, Riggs.

MURTAUGH: So this is it, huh?

You resign,

and Reed keeps his job at Sheriff's.

That's how it works.

He can prove my involvement, I can't prove his.

Barton destroyed the recording.

(sighs)

When this goes public, they're gonna charge you

with a felony, and then every arrest that you made, including

the 400 with me as your partner,

is gonna be thrown out

or subject to appeal.

Regrettably, yes.

That means hundreds

of criminals that we put away

might be back on the streets.

Yeah, but... this is

what I've come to realize, even if that weren't the case,

even if I could go back

and keep what I did a secret,

I wouldn't.

Yeah, well,

you know what I realize? You have to.

What do you mean?

Those convictions are my convictions, too.

So this is about both of us, okay?

You made a mistake, a big one.

But you're gonna find a way to live with it.

And you're gonna make every day you do this job going forward

all about doing it the right way.

- It's not that simple. - Oh, I know.

It's all kinds of complicated.

But this is what we're gonna do.

All right.

(softly): All right.

Besides...

there's something going down tonight.

And I'm gonna need as much backup as I can possibly get.

All right.

♪ ♪

MURTAUGH: Hey, Mayfield.

It's Daddy.

BAILEY: You sure you want to do this?

I have no choice.

So you really think you can bowl another perfect game?

Bailey... I'm just saying that seems a bit...

We just wanted to say

you did right by putting Barton

and his guys away.

They made the whole department look bad.

But that doesn't mean

there's a man or woman here that believes

you bowled that perfect game.

Hey, listen,

I just, I just wanted to say that...

How does $1,000

to the charity of my husband's choice sound to you, huh?

- Oh, okay, now th-that sounds great. - Good.

If we put $1,000 in there

for the charity of our choice when he doesn't.

Oh, honey, you're not gonna get that.

(chuckles) 'Cause he will.

- Oh. - Come on, honey.

Okay, you know what? Look, this is fun.

And, uh, nobody likes raising the stakes

more than me, but,

uh, gambling

in California's illegal...

$2,000.

Nobody questions

my partner's bowling skills.

Look out, Jack.

("Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor plays)

Hey, buddy.

- I think your hand's dry. - Yeah.

Yeah, everything okay?

Uh...

(muttering): It wasn't quite perfect.

I-I'm sorry, what's that?

I rounded up.

Rounded up? W-What does that mean?

- A perfect score's 300. - Right.

I bowled a 290.

You roll a perfect game

right here, right now,

nothing else matters.

I can't, I'm unclean.

Listen to me,

you're gonna do this for you,

you're gonna do it for Trish, for the LAPD.

- Okay. - And most importantly,

you do it for me.

Because I don't have the $2,000 to cover the bet.

That's a lot of pressure.

You got it. (clicks tongue)

- All right, let's go! - (cheering)

♪ Eye of the tiger ♪

♪ It's the thrill of the fight ♪

♪ Rising up to the challenge ♪

♪ Of our rival ♪

♪ And the last known survivor... ♪

Okay, Mayfield.

♪ And he's watching us all with the eye ♪

- ♪ Of the tiger ♪ - (clicking feet)

(quiet chuckle)

Focus.

Then release.

♪ It's the ♪

- ♪ Eye of the tiger ♪ - (cheering)

Whoo!

♪ And he's watching us all with the eye ♪

(mouthing)

♪ Of the tiger. ♪

Yeah!

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