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211 in progress. Union Trust Bank, 275 Valley Avenue.

Shots fired, shots fired, all units code three.

LAPD! Throw down your weapons!

Get down! Get down!

Shots fired.

All officers in the vicinity officers need assistance.

All units, 211 at Union Trust Bank, Valley Avenue, Code ten.

Officer down, fifteen...

Repeat, we are under fire! Officers need help!

Suspect vehicle is a green Ford!

Partial plate two-one-apple-baker!

Confirm on that Fifteen...

I have an officer down at Union Trust Bank...

Suspect Vehicle fleeing North on Valley Avenue!

Shots fired and an officer down.

Roger.

Supervisor en route, be advised.

Officer down.

Fifteen, can you confirm?

Fifty-two responding.

Seventeen responding.

Advise County Sheriff...

Copy, code three.

Please clear the air, over.

20-L-14, Mandel in service, please deploy me.

Roger that, 14.

Hey, sarge, anybody up there got eyes on the boot?

Name's Holland, just transferred in.

That's a negative, 14.

Be advised he was last seen puking his guts out in the john.

Hey, anybody here named Holland?

Nick Holland.

Who, me?

Depends, are you Nick Holland?

Yes, sir. Nick Holland, that's me.

Then yeah, I'm talking to you.

You my FTO?

I ain't your fucking valet sweetheart.

You muster, you get your ass down motor pool

for your patrol assignment.

Load up the shop, log on, gas up, check for TC damage.

Any of this ring a bell?

Yes sir, I'm sorry sir.

I thought I was supposed to come over here.

I can literally feel myself gettin' older

just listening to this shit.

You gonna get in or you planning on running

along side the car all night?

Yeah, right. Sorry.

War bag goes in the trunk, genius.

Shit.

Hey.

Trunk ain't gonna close itself.

Sorry, you know, first night, right?

Plus this uniform doesn't.. Doesn't fit quite right.

Ray Mandel.

Nick Holland.

Are you feeling okay?

Yeah. Yeah?

Yeah, what do you mean?

Desk Sergeant said you shot your lunch all over the head.

Oh, don't worry, I'm sure they have video online

by the end of tour.

You might have bought yourself a new nickname.

I do that when I get nervous.

I just don't want to screw up, sir.

Hey, don't sweat it.

They dick around with all the new guys.

Piece of advice though,

anybody offers you anything to drink, throw it out.

What about your flak, you wearin' it?

Yeah, they told us in roll call.

Like an all units or something. Hollenbeck, right?

Bank in El Sereno, yeah, copy that.

Two man show.

They had AR15's, Benelli pumps, high capacity loaders,

the whole fuckin' deal.

They had police scanner's goin' the whole time.

It was a total ambush play.

Wow.

Right?

I guess that's the deal though, right?

What's the deal?

That, this.

You know, you roll up on a 211, a bank, a liquor store,

shit could go somewhere, shit could go nowhere.

You make it home or you don't.

You roll the dice and see what happens.

Just roll the dice.

Your 38 seconds on the job teach you that?

My old man.

Anyway, that drill that shit into your head

your first day in the academy.

What's that, Elysian Park?

Civic Center.

Yeah, 28 weeks.

I got three years before this.

Municipal detail, OPD.

One thing you got to remember, man.

You're out on patrol, there's the world inside

this squad car, then there's everything else outside of it.

You see?

The only thing keeping you from what's out there

is a couple thin pieces of metal and glass.

You got to respect it.

Your equipment too. I mean, always respect your equipment.

Say it.

You want me to say that out loud?

I'm serious, man. Come on you do a rover check,

check your batteries, check your vest, all your gear,

your piece. What do they got you guys carrying?

Sig 226, 16 round capacity,

got these new V crown carbon points.

Can I see it?

Sure, yeah.

What the fuck are you doing?

Didn't anybody teach you firearm control?

Put the fucking thing away.

Jesus.

And keep it clean, okay?

You got to pull it, God forbid,

you don't want a misfire because you wore it out

at the range and never cleaned out the residue,

which believe me, fucking happens.

Say it.

Always respect your equipment.

Good newbie.

You might make it out of the garage.

This is America, motherfucker.

Hey, what's happening? Let me out, bitch!

Keep your eyes up tonight it's gonna be a barnburner.

That's why they pay us the big bucks, right?

Hey, sir. Nick Holland.

What are you my fucking bartender?

What?

Then why would I give a shit what your fucking name is?

Geez.

Whole department's on alert and they got you breaking

in this fucking transfer cherry?

Jesus Christ, shut the fuck up.

Fuck you!

Hey, that thing you wanted me to look into,

I got to talk to you later. All right?

By the way, VanZandt's on the prowl tonight on your zone.

My favorite guy.

Hey, I'm just the messenger.

Let me get dazed and confused up to booking

and I'll check you later all right? Be safe.

Nick Holland.

Nick Sr., that's your dad?

Sergeant outta Hollenbeck now, right?

Used to be, yeah.

They kicked him upstairs, he's out of Compstat now.

Made Lieutenant.

Hmm, big fucking shoes.

You walk into a room,

your name comes in two steps ahead of ya.

Yeah, cops got opinions. They ain't shy about 'em.

So that don't bother you, Nick?

What you were saying, that roll the dice bullshit?

If I answer wrong, sir, does it get checked off somewhere

and end up in my training file or something?

You're way overthinking this, kid.

10-37 intersection of 8th...

I do know when I get nervous, I talk.

And vomit.

Any available unit please code two.

Yeah roger that Olympic, 14 en route.

I just wanna know.

I don't know, I guess if it bothered me,

I should be selling shoes or something, you know?

Hey, give yourself 20 years, you might feel different.

10-37, that's a..

Suspicious vehicle.

Right, I was thinking 10-97.

Prison break?

Yeah, I guess.

Which would be odd.

Didn't use these codes much in my last detail, that's all.

Pretty soon you'll be hearin' 'em in your sleep.

When you do sleep anyway.

Jesus, hang on.

Jesus, what the fuck was that?

Somebody threw that shit at us?

Hey! Kid!

Fuck.

20-L-14. I am in pursuit, suspect is on foot.

Corner of Crenshaw and Vermont.

14, do you need assistance?

That's a negative.

You doin' okay? You feelin' all right?

You're not gonna puke again or anything, are ya?

Go.

All right, I'm gonna go get this guy.

Hands! Show me your hands!

You little piece of shit.

You throw this at my fuckin' squad car?

I didn't throw that shit, man, fuck you.

What, you turn on a TV, you think it's take a free shot

at a cop night, asshole?

Turn around. Give me your hands.

Where the fuck I'm gonna get a brick anyway?

20-L-14, 504 in custody.

Look at that.

You're two minutes out, you already caught your first caper.

Shit.

Way this shakes out is you get me for two DP's, okay?

That's 28 days each. Then they kick ya to someone else.

Look, anything you've never done before,

I'll do it first, then you, okay?

So, first traffic stop, first report,

first field interview, just pay attention, watch what I do.

Okay.

And don't fuck up.

You can fuck up once.

Fuck up a second time, you go back to Oakland.

Most of what we deal with out here is pretty fucking simple.

You got drunk in public, complaints, quality of life shit

but there's also a lot of things you can't predict,

which means you stay alert.

Always be thinking tactically, okay?

'Cause everything you do and every place you go

is a potential situation.

Olympic's what we call a heavy division.

It ain't the 77th where pretty much

everybody walkin' around's got a warrant

but we still get our share.

20-L-14, please confirm on suspicious vehicle.

We have multiple units in vicinity if necessary.

Yeah, 14 en route.

Keep your shirt on for Christ's sake.

This is us here?

Yup.

Western Bureau.

Basic patrol zone is everything from Pico to 5th.

Koreatown all the way to Boyle Heights.

So, you wanna build a routine, okay?

You patrol at night, you find out who's got business

being out late and who don't.

Be nosy. Somebody looks guilty, you watch 'em.

They look innocent, watch 'em closer.

What do you think, that look suspicious to you?

Just like Elysian Park, okay?

You get out, you stay behind your door,

if it's all clear, you come out.

I got left, you got right.

Yeah, I know the drill.

Clear.

Yeah, clear.

Son of a bitch.

What?

That's an hour of paperwork right there.

You got property loss, you got fuckin' fire,

you got one for the hook, another for the insurance.

20-L-14, I'm gonna need fire unit and a wrecker on that...

Hey, everything okay?

Roger that, 14.

Yeah, yeah.

No honey, I know.

I will, okay?

All right, I love you too, bye.

Are you ready?

Yeah.

You need some more time?

No, no, I'm good.

Why don't you go get the fire extinguisher and some flares?

Okay, got ya.

Here you go.

Is she checkin' up on ya?

Yeah, it's the first night, you know, she likes to worry.

Yeah?

Is that wife or girlfriend?

Wife. Two years.

That's optimistic of ya.

Any kids?

I got one on the way, she's due in two weeks.

What do you mean, optimistic?

You're the second cop whose told me that.

Ah, it's a numbers thing kid. Math is fuckin' brutal.

Oh, shit.

What?

Son of a bitch.

There's somebody in there.

They let you do that?

What? These?

Yeah. City property, right?

Fuck that.

A man's on patrol, he needs something.

Coffee, smoke, whatever.

Keeps him sharp. Keeps his blood pumping.

Mark my words, next thing they tell ya,

no coffee in your black and white.

Can't trust a man with no vices.

My old man used to say bad habits

were the only thing keeping sane men

from going off the deep end.

You know? Like an oiler doesn't feed the beast

he'd end up in a clock tower with an AR15 or something.

Is that your first?

My what?

First DOA. First corpse on the job.

Oh. Yeah.

Bad way to break your cherry, Jesus.

20-L-14 are you with traffic homicide? 14 please advise.

They go on like this all night?

All night, every night.

It's like living next to the airport, you know,

after awhile you don't even notice it.

Give her a 10-8, will ya?

10-8?

Car number and the 10 code.

Right. 20-L-14, 10-8 back in service.

Roger that, 14.

My first assignment, I was in a drunk wagon

out of North Hollywood.

It wasn't uncommon we'd make 15, 20 arrests a night.

We'd see these traffic fatalities? Jesus.

Think about it, right?

You're just some guy. You got a life.

You got a friends, a family, a job.

A drunk, some doped up asshole comes swingin' across

the median, blink of an eye,

all gone, erased.

Only thing that really mattered your whole life

was the moment the front of that car opened up

and swallowed you whole.

So, what you're saying, life, everything we do,

none of that shit means anything?

Hey, life goes on, right?

People think they die they leave behind some gaping hole

in the universe or something. That's bullshit.

Life keeps going, man.

The world keeps spinnin' without you.

That's a dark fuckin' way to look at the world, man.

The world was dark when I got here.

I just see it the way it is.

So how long have you been an FTO?

Like two hours.

What?

Really?

I'm your first trainee?

Hey, I rode patrol 25 years.

First eight in North Hollywood, seven years Rampart,

last 10 they call it Olympic.

So why'd you switch?

Wasn't my call.

Wow, okay.

Wait, so what did you do? Did you fuck up or something?

It's complicated.

Meaning what?

Meaning, it's fucking complicated.

Just like every other fucking thing on this job.

2-11 in progress, 446 Hamilton.

Lower canyon north of Kittredge.

Shots fired, shots fired. Officers need assistance.

Be advised suspects and suspects vehicle match description

of officer involved Union Trust Bank shooting.

- Any units in the vicinity.
- Hey, easy.

Code three.

It's not in our zone.

Sounds like they're making their way toward La Cienega.

Yeah, these guys are out lookin' for targets now.

Anything in a black and white.

These guys are dead stick men.

Nothin' to lose.

Shine your light in this back window here.

One hell of a parking job.

Jesus.

Miss.

Driver.

Do you wanna turn the music off?

Off.

Turn off the ignition ma'am.

Why don't ya take the key out

and throw it on the dash there for me.

You realize you're parked up on the curb here, ma'am.

Oh...

Are you hurt?

No, no, no...

Just takin' a little nap?

I, yeah, I was just re...

Miss, have you had anything to drink tonight?

No, what?

No, I just, I'm just tryin...

My apartment is back there.

Step outside the car, please.

Why? Driver.

No, I said I wasn't drinking.

Step outside the vehicle.

I specifically said... Come on.

Why? Why!

Let go of the door.

Fine.

Fuck.

Come on out.

Yes, sir.

I am coming.

Thank you.

I was just coming for... Take it easy.

Take it easy, take it easy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- No, you don't understand.
- Come on over here.

I... here's my problem. Here's my problem.

Yeah, what's your problem?

See if you can get her ID out of there for me, will you?

I am going through a divorce right now.

It's not my divorce,

my boyfriend is going through a divorce.

He said, - Hey, Ray?

That his lawyer said that we can't...

Check it out.

Hey that's mine. My dad gave that to me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where you going?

There you go, step right here.

I'm fine.

Thank you.

I'm fine, thank you.

You wouldn't happen to have a concealed carry permit

for this, would you, ma'am?

- What, a concealer... what?
- Yeah, didn't think so.

Miss.

Miss, what?

How much have you had to drink tonight?

Fucking nothing.

I keep telling you, Jesus fucking Christ.

I'm fine.

Maybe I've had, like, one drink.

No! No!

Stop it! Stop it!! Help!! Help!!

Grabe her feet will ya?

- Ma'am stop resisting!
- Why are you doing this?

Fuck you! Fuck you!

God damn it.

- Hey!
- Fuck you!

Do not fucking kick me. Hey!

You're lookin' at a misdemeanor right now.

You keep it up, it's gonna be a felony, you understand me?

Fuck you!

Calm the fuck down!

- No, no!
- Jesus Christ she's strong.

Fuck you!

Never underestimate them overprivileged chicks

from the Valley.

It's all that yoga.

Keeps 'em in shape.

I'm gonna fucking sue you all

You don't fucking know me!

20-L-14, I'm gonna need a hook on that 502.

6th and Ardmore.

Roger that, 14. 11-85 en route.

Please, please! Please just let me go home!

Fuck you!

Don't fucking laugh you fucking pig.

Hey you had your chance, all right? Just shut up.

Fuck you!

You can't fucking do this to me.

I am from fucking Newport Beach!

Please!

Holy shit!

Yeah, let me know how that works out for ya.

I'll fuck you.

I swear to God, I'll fuck you both.

I'll suck your dicks right now.

I swear.

I swear.

Oh.

Oh, oh fuck.

Oh, God.

No, no, oh no.

Oh no, fuck.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, it's so bad.

I can't...

Want a hot dog?

I'm gonna throw up.

So, you got a picture?

Of what?

Your wife.

Oh yeah, I do.

There she is.

Huh, nice.

How long you guys known each other?

Since we were kids.

High school.

Can you trust her?

Hey, I'm serious, man. Can you trust her?

What kind of question is that?

It's a legitimate one.

I married her, didn't I?

What, that's funny?

Hey, just 'cause you love somebody

don't automatically mean you can trust 'em.

I've loved girls I wouldn't trust any further

than I can throw 'em.

I can trust her.

Yeah? She keeps texting ya how do you know

it ain't 'cause she got some other guy in her mouth?

Wants to make sure you don't come walking

through the door any time soon.

Hey man, fuck you. That's my wife you're talkin' about.

So what? You think that means you can let your guard down?

You think that ring goes around her finger

all the sudden this force field goes up around her

suddenly she's impervious to outside dick?

You just wanna fucking stop talking about my wife?

I'm just sayin', you've known each other since high school.

You don't think she's the least bit curious

what some other guy tastes like?

You don't know, do ya?

Nobody knows anybody, not like that.

You got a fucked up way of looking at things, man.

Only person you really know is yourself. If you're lucky.

A strong arm robbery just occurred

near intersection of West 11th and South Alvarado Street.

Suspect is a hispanic male, 5'10", medium build,

white tank top, blue sweat pants.

Last seen heading North bound on Alvarado Street on foot.

Go time, that's us.

14 responding.

All right, we're on Westlake right now,

we can cut over at Olympic, try to cut him off.

Dispatch tells you where it went down,

which way he was headed, right?

The idea is you want to contain him. Okay?

We respond to a hot prowl like this,

you want to go lights off.

When we see this guy, we get him out in the open,

you be ready, okay?

Mm-hm.

And watch his hands, I'm serious.

You Watch his fucking hands.

This guy reaches, does anything funny...

His hands, I got it.

Ray.

Ray, Ray, Ray!

- Here we go.
- LAPD! Stop!

Get on the ground!

20-L-14 foot pursuit, Southbound...

LAPD, stop!

Get down on the ground!

Hey!

Get down on the fucking ground! Spread your legs apart, now!

Hey, hey!

Don't you fuckin' bite me!

Hey! Hey!

Jesus Christ.

Aw Christ...

Wrenched my knee a little gettin' out of the fuckin' car.

You got anymore? Anymore in there?

You get it all out?

I'm gonna pat you down.

You speak English?

Fuck you!

You all right? Did he get ya?

Fuckin' caught an elbow off of him

when I had him on the ground. Rung my bell a second.

What's in here?

I'm gonna reach in your pockets,

is anything in there gonna stick me?

Red stick, needles, anything like that?

You got your gloves on, reach in there

see what else he's got.

Fuck you! Fuck you, cabron.

You hear me, motherfucker?

Fuck you!

He says fuck you. You know, in case you didn't hear him.

All right, thank you.

I don't think I could do it, man.

What's that?

25 years in a black and white.

No offense, I just don't think I could do it.

Same thing, night in, night out.

Same wheel, same dashboard, same thing out the window,

same damn patrol, every night.

Hey, hey, man.

You kiddin' me, I fuckin' love it in here.

This car is home.

Last 25 years, I've spent a third of my life

in one of these.

Anything I got goin' on,

any bad shit I got happenin' outside this car

disappears the second I close that door.

I just don't think it's for me, you know?

I think I get enough time under my belt,

I'm gonna move into central.

TAC unit.

Right?

Yeah, how'd you know?

'Cause you're 29.

Fuckin' heavy artillery, the armor,

and those super cool balaclavas things they wear...

The whole thing gives ya half a chub.

I just wanna make my own name, you know, that's all.

Sure.

And you figure a shooter's nest

with a .50 cal full of high points

is the way to do it, right?

I don't know, maybe.

The old man must have cast a hell of a shadow.

14, you copy?

I've got two brothers on the job too.

One's a cop up in West Valley,

the other one's an investigator

in the D.A.'s office in Sacramento.

Somebody asked me one time, is it in the blood?

I told 'em we were all too fucked up to do anything else.

Hey, they oughta put that on a recruiting poster.

Ray it's Don. Go to channel eight for me.

Yeah, Don, go ahead.

I did that welfare check you wanted on Jim Peters' wife.

It's bad man.

She's back on that shit again.

Been in and out of some kind of program.

Looked like the state was gonna take the kid,

so she put her with someone she used to work with.

Girl eventually took off.

No one's seen her in at least a month.

Ray, you there?

Yeah.

Do me a favor Don.

Have a black and white go pick up the mother

and let me know when they got her.

You got it, man.

What was that all about?

Nothing.

Why'd he do that off the open channel?

When you need to know somethin', I'll tell ya.

All right?

There he is.

Saw you over here,

didn't realize you were back out on the street.

Jack.

Ray Mandel. Back in the saddle.

LA can sleep easy, right?

Is that Stroke?

What's up, Ray-Ray?

What, are you guys jerkin' each other off in there or what?

Yeah, look at that.

What, they got you breakin' in a cherry tonight?

What's up, you little rookie fuckwad?

Hey don't be fucking' lookin' at me, boot!

Eyes on the dash.

You little fucking bitch.

I'm just fuckin' with ya, kid. God damn!

Boot can't take a joke?

What's your name?

It's Nick.

Sorry, sorry. What's your name?

Nick.

I can't hear you!

Yo.

You guys hear about this Hollenbeck and Kittredge shit?

Yeah. Huh?

Woo!

Them boys are serious.

I would give my left God damned nut,

those mother fuckers end up in Olympic.

My dick gets hard just thinkin' about it.

Hit me.

Hey, junior, did Ray here tell you what happened to him?

Why he ended up riding a desk for two months?

That's all right.

No, he didn't.

Good story.

You know that Gas 'n Sip over on West 3rd?

Come on, Jack.

Ray and Jim Peters walk in on three Smokes stickin'

the place up.

Fucking Peters, man, he just starts throwin' shots.

Doesn't even identify himself, just starts shootin'.

Fucking misses everything.

And don't get me wrong, I fuckin' loved Peters,

but even you got to admit, he was jumpy as fuck.

Anyway, Smokes return fire, Ray takes two of 'em out,

drops 'em.

One of 'em sneaks out the back

but one of 'em goin' down's got a shotgun.

Right. Thing goes off...

Practically takes Peters' God damned head off.

You could see his... you could see his sinuses.

It was grotesque.

Anyway, rest of the scatter finds it's way

into Ray's side, right?

He fuckin' somehow manages to fall out of there.

Bleeding everywhere and shit.

Well, here comes the Smoke.

Yeah, the one that jumped out the back.

He remembers that his ride's up by the pump,

comes around, Ray lines him up, boom.

End of God damn story.

Jesus.

Get's better every time you tell it, Jack.

Yes, play that, yes.

Hey, you see that shit?

Huh?

We grabbed up this little junkie last week, right?

Little motherfucker resisted.

Can you believe that shit?

Five foot seven and 130 pounds max,

fuckin' scratches me, draws blood.

All kinds of horrible shit I coulda caught.

Fuckin' TB, fuckin' AIDS.

Did he have anything?

No.

But that's not the fucking point.

The point is, he coulda fuckin' had it

and I coulda fuckin' caught it.

Little motherfucker got kicked last night.

We're out here lookin' for him.

I'm gonna beat that little fuck within an inch of his life.

I can't... I can't fucking wait.

I'm gonna knock his fuckin' teeth out, haul him in,

he's gonna have every fuckin' scumbag in holding waiting

to skull fuck his little faggot ass.

Don't forget.

What?

What the fuck is that?

Gonna do a little work

with this beauty tonight too, you know?

Mm-hm, crazy shit, man.

Everything's on the table tonight.

Full on jailbreak.

Jack. Come on, man.

You sure that's a good idea?

I think it's a great fuckin' idea, Ray.

In fact, I've been power liftin'

like a mother fucker all day.

310 pounds, 10 sets, 10 reps, power cleans,

dead lift, bench press, just like the pro ball players.

Got a guy there put me on a God damn program.

And look at this.

Look at this shit.

Full tanning bed, full body wax, ladies love that shit

and I got five in my stable, five nights a week

and they like it long and fuckin' strong.

Fuck, I'm a sculpted piece of fuckin' iron.

Yo, boot, you know this dude was in Afghanistan, right?

Ah, don't start with that.

Nah man, this dude, four years.

Armored cavalry.

That shit's no joke.

Yeah, yeah I bet.

It's no different than this, really.

I mean, maybe in scope, you know?

But you're out here rollin' these streets, these nights?

It's just like Kandahar, fucking Ghazni.

I'm tellin' ya, man, it's a war out here.

It's a fuckin' powder keg

and that wick is just fuckin' burning.

Ssss.

It's gonna be a full God damn battle zone.

It's gonna be tanks in the streets that thing goes boom.

It's gonna be us against them.

Gonna be fuckin' beautiful.

Anyway, upshot is, I'm in your patrol zone tonight.

So, I thought I'd give you a heads up.

Ray.

Rook.

Hey, Rook!

Try and keep your dick dry.

Jesus Christ, was that guy for real?

That was Jack VanZandt.

Every year he gets a little more like that.

He's a total speed freak.

He's all 'roided out too.

That is a bad combination.

Some of the guys think we oughta start a pool

on exactly how he's gonna off himself.

20-L-14...

I'm thinkin', pew.

Please proceed to 226 Elmhurst for a notification.

What are ya kiddin' me? What about traffic homicide?

Negative 14, detectives still on scene.

Shit.

He was local.

Who?

That burnt up piece of meat back on South Vermont.

The guy in the car.

14, please acknowledge.

14 en route.

Yeah, I was hopin' he lived somewhere outside our zone.

Why's that?

Because now, we get to go notify his next of kin.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Hey, is what VanZandt said about

the convenience store thing true?

The way it went down, I mean.

I Don't know.

Kinda.

I did drop the two guys in the store

but I didn't know what the fuck I was shooting at.

The guy outside, he was pure luck.

I wiped my eyes coming out the door,

didn't realize I had blood all over my hands.

I couldn't see shit.

True enough, what happened to Jim Peters though.

You guys ride together long?

10 years.

Damn.

You know, you're in a squad car with somebody

that long, you get close.

Or you wanna murder 'em in their sleep.

Or both.

So, you becoming an FTO,

that have something to do with the convenience store?

Yeah.

I guess.

I don't get it.

A squad's kinda like a pack, right?

Bunch of alphas.

And so, one of 'em starts limping,

the rest of the pack kills it off.

Nobody says nothin' 'bout it.

You see 'em in the squad it's just like it always was

but they know it.

They can smell it on you.

You're damaged goods.

Why didn't you just put in your papers, man?

You know, take a full medical plus 25 years,

you woulda been set.

I dunno.

What else am I gonna do?

You see guys leave the job,

they don't know what the fuck to do with themselves.

You know?

One day you're a fucking king out here and the next,

you're just another guy.

20-L-14, this is Olympic-9,

we have your suspect here.

One, Tracy Peters. We've got her at 5th and Normandy

if you want to connect, over.

Yeah, 14, en route.

En route.

I actually grew up right around here.

MacArthur park?

Yep, right over there between Grand and Ocean.

Shit.

When I was a kid you could still walk around

anywhere back then.

You had the old theater over there on Alvarado.

You got the lake on the other side of 7th over there.

Man, you know, they drained that lake in '87

they found ten guns.

They drained it again 15 years later, they found 300.

Makes you wonder.

So your old man's LAPD, what'd you end up in Oakland for?

My parents split up when I was 10.

My mom's family was from Oakland, so we ended up there.

Then I got back down here four years ago,

did the academy.

Couldn't get on the job down here

so I ended up back up North.

Yeah, in General Services, right?

Scurity detail.

Yeah, my first three years, yeah.

I was uh... I basically, sat in a chair outside

the Budget Director's office all day.

I was a fucking security guard.

Then my wife got into grad school at USC

so we decided to come back down here.

Three years under my belt,

this is my first night on the street.

It took me three fuckin' years to become an actual cop.

Yeah, I was surprised.

What do you mean?

I didn't know we had a spot.

Olympic. Patrol, I mean.

What?

I didn't trade on my old man's name to get down here.

Hey, hey.

I didn't say you did.

I get sick of hearing that shit.

Everywhere I go, oh, you're Nick Holland's kid.

Like I'm looking for a free pass or something.

She likes to worry about me.

She checks in every couple hours, it's our good luck thing.

What are you superstitious?

What, you're not?

What?

What about the thing you're wearin' around your neck?

What, this? My St. Anthony medal?

Yeah, that's not superstitious?

You know who St. Anthony is?

No.

He's the patron saint of finding things and lost people.

Hm, sounds like a cop.

I put this on every day before I go on shift.

I see it in the mirror,

it reminds me of what I'm doing out here.

459 burglary in progress.

North San Fernando and Merced,

any available units please 10-98.

Fuck.

She give you any trouble?

Little bit.

EDP call goes out, we respond.

As soon as we arrive, we can see she's on something.

Now what it sounds like she tries to skip out on the bill

and things get a little rough between her and the manager,

and the mutt she was in here with.

We got 'em separated, wanted to hold her 'til you got here.

No.

Fuck you, Ray.

You can't keep doing this shit.

Jim is fucking dead. You can't keep...

This is fucking stupid.

I told that asshole I didn't have any money,

that I had to go to the ATM.

But he wouldn't fucking let me go.

And then he started putting his hands all over me,

he started grabbing me.

You see this?

Look, it's already started fucking bruising.

You see that?

No, no.

I know what you're gonna do.

You'd gonna go what you always fucking do.

You can't keep doing this.

Floyd is a good person.

He's a good guy.

Is he?

- Fuck you.
- He a good guy?

- Fuck you.
- Floyd?

- Don't.
- Floyd's a good guy?

Fuck you, Ray.

He's a good person?

Yeah.

I don't have to take this shit from you, Ray.

You of all fucking people.

Why don't you get the fuck out of my life.

Get the fuck out of my life.

You gonna fuckin' say something?

All right.

Where is she, Tracy?

- Fuck you.
- Tracy.

- Fuck you.
- Tracy.

- Tracy.
- No.

Leave me the fuck alone, okay?

Where is she?

I can't do this right now, Ray.

I just can't do this right now.

She's been gone a month... I can't.

You've been too fucked up to notice?

I can't do this, Ray.

I can't, I can't do this.

Okay. Okay.

Who'd you leave her with?

I can't do this.

Just, give me a name.

Yeah?

Tell me.

I don't know.

It was a girl I worked with.

They said she would be fine.

They promised she would be fine.

She's nine years old.

Fuck you, Ray.

What the fuck do you want me to do?

Jim is fucking dead, God damn it.

He's fucking dead!

You listen to me.

Floyd had nothing to do with this.

You don't know him.

You don't, he's...

Does this square her up?

Ray, I just want my girl back.

I just want my little girl back.

You're her mother.

You're her mother, Tracy.

For God's sake.

Fuck you, Ray.

Hold her overnight.

Leave me the fuck alone.

Tell them it's Jim Peters' wife.

And kick her in the morning.

Yeah, no problem.

Hey, we run a 29 and this one comes up with an open warrant

for failure to appear.

Give me a minute.

All right.

Stop trying to fix me, Ray.

Ray, whoa, whoa, whoa, hey man, hey, hey, hey.

I already know what you're gonna say.

Listen to me, man.

I swear, I didn't do it.

Turn around.

Come on.

She's a junkie, man, you know that, all right?

Junkie's gonna say, whatever they're gonna say, all right?

You know that, man.

I wanna help you, Floyd.

You believe that, don't ya?

Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey, before you say anything, okay?

Me and her, we're done.

We're done, all right, I'm gone, I'm gone, whatever you say,

whatever you want, I'm gone.

Take your shoes and socks off, Floyd.

They already searched me, man. I ain't holdin'.

No, they didn't search you, they patted you down.

There's a difference.

Go ahead.

Take your socks off, one at a time.

Don't you fuckin' flick 'em at me.

Just throw 'em over there.

All right, get up.

Stand up.

Stand here.

Your shirt and your pants, take 'em off.

Right here on the side of the road?

All right, all right, all right.

Is this shit really necessary, Ray?

Oh, I get it. You're hittin' it, aren't you?

Old cop's gone, you wanna warm his seat.

Hey, whatever, man.

She's nothin' but a junkie piece of ass anyway.

See, when you talk like that, Floyd,

it makes me think you don't want me to help you but I do.

I wanna help you, Floyd.

Okay?

Get your shorts down.

What?

Come on, you've been in County plenty of times,

you know the drill, take 'em down.

Lift your sack up.

Lift it up.

Turn around.

Spread 'em.

There, now you've been searched. You see the difference?

No, no, no, no, I didn't say put 'em back on.

Where's the girl?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

I don't know nothin' about that shit.

Floyd.

I don't know anything about that.

Is that what she said I did?

She's a fuckin' junkie, man. She's a junkie.

I don't know anything about it. She's a fucking junkie.

Floyd.

That girl's a fuckin' junkie, man.

I will beat your balls off and I will fucking

feed them to you one at a time.

Now you tell me where the fuck she is.

I don't know.

You got got any idea what you're asking...

Where?!

Fuck, Ray, fuck!

All right.

It's that 187 red label shit, man.

There's these guys that cook it.

What's that? Is that like meth?

Yeah, yeah. It's that good shit though,

not that beaner shit that took over East LA.

You're not Mexican, right? Fuck, sorry.

Point is, they got kids.

What do you mean kids?

- Kids.
- What's that mean?

Like, fucking kids carrying shit, man. Distribution weight.

They figure no one'll look twice at 'em.

So, I'm workin' this corner over on Ingram

and these 187 guys, they roll up on me,

they say I jumped their spot.

Suddenly I owe them 10 grand.

So, I don't have 10 grand.

But I know they're looking for kids,

so, maybe I let them know where one is.

Kailey.

Yeah, man, whatever her name is.

Where?

I dunno. I don't know, Ray, Ray, Ray.

Fuck, I don't know.

I don't know, I don't fuckin' know, I swear.

I swear to you, I swear to you, I don't know.

Does she know about this?

Ray, whatever you need that to look like, that's fine.

That's not what I asked you Floyd.

Just tell me what you want me to say.

I'll say it.

Just tell me what you want me to say, Ray.

I'll say it, all right, man?

It's fine.

Ray, please!

This one's a collar on the open warrant.

And don't give him his clothes back either.

Just throw him in County just like that.

No problem.

Come on, Ray!

Get in the car.

What about my clothes?

Get in the fucking car.

What about my fuckin' clothes?

I know, mind my own fuckin' business.

Hey, you see that?

You're learning shit already.

LAPD.

LAPD, anybody home?

Good evening, Miss.

You the one that called to report a prowler?

Can I see some identification, please?

Sure.

I'm Officer Mandel and this here is Officer Holland.

How do I know that this is real?

Like, I read all the time about fake badges

and fake uniforms and fake ID's and then they trick you

and these people, they trick you into opening the door

and then they...

Would you open the door please?

They kill you and then they rape you.

Ma'am, would you open the door please?

Thank you.

Thank you, I'm so sorry, I just sometimes,

I get these things, these thoughts

and I think of 'em sometimes and I just keep going

and going and going.

First thing, ma'am, hang on a sec.

Claire.

This whole thing feels a whole lot less scary

when you call me Claire.

Okay, all right, Claire.

Why don't we start with you tellin' me what happened?

Mm-hm, mm-hm, yeah. Why don't we start there?

I've been taking my medication, I have, and you know,

I know that sometimes I see things but I know what's real

and what's not real and I was getting dressed

and I saw him and he was looking at me

and I could feel what he was doing with his thoughts.

Take it easy, ma'am.

You think I don't know what you're thinking

but I do because I can see it

and you're looking at me and you're thinking

that she's crazy but I've had these people following me

for the last three years and now they've got these drones

and they've got these nano bugs and they can hear everything

that I'm saying and then I think

that they're trying to kill me and nobody cares...

Take a breath. Nobody cares.

Take a breath. Calm down, breathe, just breathe.

14, standby.

No, no, no, no, are they talking about me?

That's how they find you, they track you.

They track you.

I'm gonna go look around outside of the unit, okay?

Now, there's nobody else in the house with you, right?

No unlicensed animals, no dogs in the backyard

gonna bite me or anything?

No, it's just, it's just, just, just me.

Okay.

Oh, I, you are trying to confuse me.

Hey, hey. I know, what you're doing.

You're trying to...

Nobody's tryin' to confuse you, Claire.

Okay?

Officer Holland is gonna stay right here with you

while I have a look around.

Okay. Oh yeah, uh-huh.

Okay. Thank you!

I'm sorry.

About all the trouble you must think that I'm just...

Oh no look, it's no trouble ma'am. It's what we're here for.

Claire. You keep not calling me Claire.

It's not ma'am or Miss.

What's your name?

Nick. Nick Holland, Officer Holland.

Oh.

Nick.

Are you sure I can't get you anything?

Uh Miss, your...

Claire.

Your robe.

Oh, you don't have to get shy with me.

Uh look... yeah, you're very nice, ma'am.

Oops!

Can I please have my...

Oh, it's a clip-on.

Ray, I'm gonna need you on the porch, ASAP.

Please come in for just a few minutes.

What the fuck is this shit?

Sir, I'm gonna need you to stay back, please.

That's my fucking wife, asshole.

What the fuck's goin' on here?

This woman reported a possible intruder.

No, Lester, Lester, he tried to force his way in

and he was gonna arrest me...

Ma'am, ma'am, please!

And he made me take off my clothes, Lester!

And he was tryin' to arrest me.

Get the fuck away from her, now.

Put the hammer down!

Fuck you, you think I'm afraid of you, motherfucker?

Put it down! No!

Put the hammer down! God damn it!

Drop it!

Drop that hammer, asshole!

Fuck you! Do it!

Ma'am, get back in the house.

Put the hammer down!

Drop that fuckin' hammer, right now!

Fuck you!

God damn it, drop it!

Down, God damn it.

Get down on your knees.

Lester...

Down on your knees. Put your nose in the dirt.

Arms out at your side. Do it. Cuff him.

Ma'am, step away.

Fuck you, get the fuck off me.

Give me your fucking left arm! Give it to me...

Get the fuck off of me!

No!

No!

- Stop resisting!
- Fuck you!

Stop resisting!

God damn it!

Ma'am! Stop it!

Stop it!

It's Claire, God damn it!

God damn.

You all right?

Yeah.

Here.

Jesus Christ.

20-L-14, I got uh... en route with a 10-15,

officer involved assault.

Roger that, 14.

Fuck the police!

How many times have you had to discharge that on duty?

Fuckin' throws you don't it? Almost havin' to pop somebody?

Yeah, it does.

Five.

In 25 years?

Yep.

Once, 22 years ago in Filipinotown, I was

Traffic stop in North Hollywood, the second time.

Twice in '08.

Fifth time was that Gas 'n Sip a couple months ago.

Right.

Back when I started out

the only thing they'd outfit you with was a four shell

1100 and an eight shot .45.

Nobody carried anything high capacity.

The only guys who did was SWAT.

Nobody had to wear a fuckin' vest.

It's a different world out here now.

What was it like back then?

It was different.

You started out in Rampart, right?

You had a little more leeway back then,

you know, you didn't have some armchair lawyer

with a cellphone camera on every street corner

just lookin' for you to fuck up.

Now you guys coming up, pretty soon they're gonna slap

that fuckin' body cam on ya.

Suddenly you got no room to work, you know?

You guys will be too terrified to do any real obs work.

You just sit here and work the box, make your numbers,

put some Franks in the tank.

They've even been phasing out all the old Crown Vics.

You know that?

In two years, all gone.

Different job now.

You ever carry a throw down piece?

I don't think that's the kind of question

you should be askin'.

I mean, it's just a question.

Look man, it's a can of worms.

I just hear some guys do. That's all.

You got a guy does home invasions, right?

Does this one house, husband, wife, two little girls.

Ties 'em up, decides he's gonna go all the way on this one

on this one he goes full Viking.

Okay, rapes the wife and the two little girls right in front

of the husband, douses the place with accelerant,

and burns 'em all alive.

Oh my God.

Hundred different leads out on this asshole.

Some cop gets the drop on him

coming out of some ex-girlfriend's basement.

Has him.

This fuckin' guy is unarmed.

All right?

It's in that moment this cop finds out.

Finds out what?

What he can and cannot live with.

A guy has to make a call like that,

I'm not gonna judge 'em one way or the other.

So take him in.

Keep a clean conscience.

Don't let him win.

Yeah? It's that easy, is it?

How is it hard?

I'm sayin' that's me, I'd take him in.

All right and you know that to a certainty?

I don't think I know anything to a certainty.

That's all I'm sayin'.

You don't know how you gonna react to somethin'

until you're in the middle of it, yeah?

So, you take steps, carry a throw down piece, you know,

whatever, you keep your options open.

My dad never really talked about any of it.

The job I mean, not to any of us.

Thing I remember, was my dad sittin'

on the couch watching TV.

He'd come home, pretend you weren't there,

dinner, he wouldn't say anything...

My mom got sick of that eventually, I guess.

So, you still see your old man?

No. Well once after high school, that was about it.

If you weren't on the job he didn't give a shit.

He doesn't know my wife, won't know my kid.

He wouldn't give a shit one way or the other.

I was thinkin' about that the other day.

What would it be like, right?

You have this little baby, you're holdin' 'em

in your arms, it's nothin' but unconditional love.

And they get older and they want absolutely nothing

to do with you.

I lose sleep over that, man.

I have this little girl and she ain't even born yet.

I'm worried someday I'm gonna do something so stupid

that she's never gonna wanna see me again.

Look at this fuckin' guy.

This is cool.

Yeah, you like it?

You're out on patrol,

you wanna think of your zone like a habitat, right?

You wanna keep it healthy, keep it peaceful.

You got a wild animal loose in your habitat,

you got a problem.

What's the deal with you guys anyway?

Fucking guy's off the rails half the time,

he knows I know it.

A guy like him, nobody ever calls him on his shit.

Fuck, I can't believe we're

on the same job as this guy.

He ain't on my fuckin' job.

Thanks. Whoa, what the fuck.

Aw, shit.

Stay here.

What are you talkin' about, I'm coming with you.

Just stay in the God damn car.

Hey, hey, hey! Whoa, whoa!

What the fuck?

You want 50,000 volts stuck up your ass?

'Cause I will tase the shit out of you.

Calm down, okay? Get back.

Knock it the the fuck off.

Get back, back up.

Yo Jack she said you had a small dick!

Everybody calm the hell down!

Think you can grab my tit like that asshole?!

Oh now we didn't like it? Now we don't like it?

What the fuck!

Don't touch her!

Well, then go home!

20-L-14 I'm gonna need a couple of units

at Normandy and Westmont.

Sir, I'd like to make a complaint, right now.

My name is Mandy...

Shut the fuck up!

No one gives a fuck what her name is...

Shut up... Shut the fuck up!

20-L-14, shots fired...

Hey! Come here!

No, no, no!

Put the gun down, now!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

You good?

What happened?

The little fuck threw a God damn can of Spaghettios at me.

Damnit, go get the fucking car!

Holland!

Holland!

20-L-14, I'm in a foot pursuit

of an African-American male, red doo rag,

tan and black hoodie and blue jeans.

Please advise.

Roger that, 14.

Foot pursuit East of Normandie,

suspect is an African-American male,

black and tan hoodie, please respond code 3.

Get on the fucking ground or I will shoot you!

Get up!

Oh shit!

Yo, you got some serious air time dude.

Get the fuck up, you're not fuckin' hurt

you motherfucker.

You think you can step to my fucking partner like that?

I will fucking end you, I'll give the...

Hey!

- Get the fuck...
- Mother fucker!

Get up.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Get the fuck off me!

Hey! Hey!

Don't put your hands on him.

20-L-14, suspect is down.

Fucking he saw it!

Roger that, 14.

The motherfucker drew down on the rookie

and he was gonna fuckin' do him, man,

I had to take him down.

I had no fuckin' choice.

Right?

Yeah.

Right! Okay, well, fuck you.

Hey, what the fuck are you...

Get back inside. Whoa, whoa.

Hey, whoa. What do you think you're...

Hey, touch me again and see what the fuck happens.

Touch me again and see what the fuck happens.

Hey, come on.

Fuckin' save this little fuckin' pricks life

and this is the fuckin' thanks... fuck that.

Hey, Ray.

Nice fucking patrol zone, motherfucker.

Smell that?

I think he shit himself.

Boom.

Jack.

Hey.

Yeah, I got all your messages.

Yeah, look, honey, I'm sorry I didn't check in.

I know.

I know.

Yeah, well, honey I'm working.

I can't always stop what I'm doing to send a text.

Yeah, well I'll...

Hey, I'm not saying that.

Of course I wouldn't do that, you know that.

The way I hear it,

these people like to cycle kids in and out.

They don't want anyone figuring out a routine.

Illegals too.

When they're finished with 'em

they put 'em on a van or something.

Remember the alert that went out on that truck

that burned up in Indio a couple weeks ago?

A bunch of wets tied up inside, three of 'em were kids.

Probably the same kinda deal.

Well I got to... hey.

Okay, can I, I got to, baby,

I got to call you back later, okay?

I'll check in with you later.

I got to go.

What about this red label 187 shit,

that ring any bells for you?

I got a buddy used to be a narc in Southeast 18,

I'll check with him.

Thanks, Don.

Everything okay?

Yeah, pregnant women, man.

Olympic patrol 20, be advised,

LA County Sheriff has a description on

on multiple 211 and 245 violations, please stand by.

Yeah, 14, 10-4.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

All good.

Let's go.

Look, you got drama at home,

you got to keep that shit at home, okay?

You can't have it out here with you.

It'll take your knees out, man.

It'll make you blink.

I don't have drama at home, okay?

I told you, she's pregnant.

It just makes things a little more complicated, that's all.

Okay.

Okay, what?

Nothing.

I was just wondering what your wife's gonna think,

that's all, you know, that broad back there in Koreatown.

Oh, yeah, that's funny.

Hey, no judgment here, man.

I go around back, everything's copacetic

I come back, she's flashing bush,

got her husband swingin' a fuckin' roofin' hammer at ya,

it's none of my business what went down when I was gone.

Yeah, that woman was crazy, she was fuckin' nuts.

That poor bastard in the back of our squad car?

Cuffed, all beat to shit on account of her mouth,

his lip all split open.

You take a snapshot of that shit, okay?

That is marriage.

Okay.

What?

Look man, no offense but I mean,

you've been in the big game twice and you're oh and two.

That ain't all it is anyway.

Oh, okay, like what?

What do you mean?

What else is it?

I don't know, how about having somebody to go home to

that cares about you every day?

Get a dog.

Okay, well, I don't know.

Fuck. How about not dying alone?

What, are you gonna take her with you?

We all die alone, kid.

It's pretty much the only thing you're really guaranteed of.

That's a death and taxes scenario.

Okay, here we go.

You got a fuckin' philosophy for everything.

Hey, I got experiences.

That's all.

Yeah, what'd it get you?

You got 25 years, you're still in a patrol unit.

You go home, you got nobody.

I'm supposed to eat shit

because I want something past all that?

Nope.

LA County Sheriff 211 and 245 suspect

is an African-American male, 5'10", medium build,

spotted white tank top, green camouflage pants,

and pink sneakers.

Yo, my mans, they let you put that radio on

or is there like some rule against that?

What do you wanna hear?

Ah man, slow jams.

Like, something mellow, you know, some oldies or something.

92.3 slow jams.

It's been a fucked up night.

Okay, all right.

You seem awful calm for a man going to jail.

Not that we're complaining.

We all got to be somewhere, right?

Shit, I been to Chino, Kern Valley, Corcoran,

fuck, County eight times.

It ain't so bad.

You know your schedule, got a bed, free meals.

Tuesday in County, they give you Salisbury Steak.

Anyway, man, I figured the way you found me,

maybe that's where I'm meant to be.

You know?

It's like the universe is saying,

Rondelle, it's time you do 25 long.

Jesus fucking Christ, what's you do that for?

Shit.

That was Jack VanZandt.

Jesus, he wasn't kidding.

God damn it.

Just stay the fuck back, okay?

You hear me?

Yeah!

Yo, Jack!

Oh my God.

Hey, Ray!

Found my guy.

Yeah, a little detox place over on Pico.

This little motherfucker was in line.

Can you believe that shit?

He thinks he's gonna get clean.

Fucking serendipity, man.

It's like finding a fiver in a pair of pants

you ain't worn in a year, you know?

Swear to God, I just looked up

and he was fuckin' right there.

It seems like maybe he's had enough there.

What do you say, Jack?

Oh, fuck that. No, no, no, no, no, no.

I've been gearin' up for this shit all fuckin' week.

This little motherfucker's night's just gettin' started.

Jack, for fuck's sake, man.

You know you're gonna kill this guy, right?

Whoa, Ray.

It's kinda the point, Ray.

Yeah.

Jack! For fuck's sake!

Come on!

All right, Jack, hey, hey.

Jack. Hey! Hey!

Jack.

All right, Jack.

Hey!

Come on, give me the fuckin' baton.

Shut your fuckin'...

Hey Jack, he look like he about to suck your dick, Jack.

Oh yeah?

Whoa, hey...

He tryin' to suck your dick, Jack.

Is that what you're tryin' to do?

All right, all right!

Jack, all right!

He's had enough. Open your fuckin' mouth!

Open it, tonsils!

Fuck, Jack, God damn it!

All right, that's enough.

Hey, fuck you, Ray.

Nobody wants you here, okay?

You washed up piece of shit!

This is my party.

Nobody invited you, okay?

So, get the fuck out of here.

My night.

My night.

Do that move.

Do the move, do the move you were gonna do

and let's get the fuck outta here.

Oh yeah, watch this, Ray.

I'm gonna stick this thing right up his fucking ass

like they did to that guy in New York.

Hey!

Ray, if you don't do something about this right now, I will.

Get back... Fuck you!

Get back behind the fucking car.

You newbie piece of fucking shit!

You think you want a fuckin' piece of this?

Come over here, I'll throw you up here and fuck you too.

Get back in the fucking car right now!

This little motherfucker did wrong

and he's about to get his fucking medicine.

Oh yeah?

Just like the guy you ran down back in Westmont?

Do not fucking touch him again.

Fuck you! Holland! Put that fucking thing down.

Put the fuckin' gun down. That ain't cool, man!

You gonna fuckin' draw on me?

Do you know who the fuck I am?!

Ray! Do you know who I am?!

Control your boy man.

You think you can kill me?!

Fuckin' pull the trigger! Ray, control

Please! Holland put it down...

Please! Please, pull the fucking trigger!

Fuck!

Please fucking kill me!

Jack, for Christ fuckin' sake, man.

I will put you in a fuckin' cell, you understand me?

I will lock you the fuck up tonight.

Is that what you want?

Ray, you're gonna fuckin' draw on me too?

Put the gun down.

What the fuck?

What the fuck are you doing?

- Jack.
- What the fuck!

- Put it down.
- I thought we were...

I thought we were fucking friends!

Why?

Why would you do that?

All right, all right, all right.

Put the fucking gun down.

He's done, we're done.

All right, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Let's go.

Come on.

Fuckin' unnecessary dude.

Stroke, get him the fuck outta here.

Get in the car.

You. Come here.

Give me a hand with this fuckin' guy.

I need my lithium... Where's my fucking lithium?

Where are we takin' him?

Take him over to Good Samaritan,

say we found him in the street just like this.

Jesus Christ, we can't just leave him...

Ah, shut up.

Open the fuckin' door, he's slippery.

Officer involved shooting, 4th and Kenmore.

Any available units please respond,

be advised, civilians 10-13.

Yeah, so at this point the suspect

is out of the vehicle, driver side

facing the black and white...

What I understand, Diaz proceeds to take soon to be dead

asshole #1 to the ground, at which point

Clark feels like soon to be dead asshole ?2

is going for Diaz' holster so he discharges his weapon,

drops em both.

Guess it was Diaz initiates the R.A. call.

211 in progress, 211 in progress.

Lockwood and Madison North of Olympic.

Officers need assistance.

Shots fired, shots fired!

Officer down.

My partner's down!

Jesus Christ!

Officers need assistance.

Be advised suspects match description

in Union Trust Bank in Hollenbeck

and North Kittredge shootings.

Suspect vehicle is a late model ford,

partial plate, 2-1-Apple-Baker.

Any units in the vicinity, code three immediately.

34-10-9, over.

18 roger.

This ain't what I thought, man.

Come on, man, what did you think it was gonna be?

I don't know.

Something else, I guess, just different.

Name one thing in your life that has ever been exactly

the way you thought it would be.

I don't know.

What?

If I'm cut out for this. I just don't know.

You're thinkin' too much.

You'll be fine.

I want you to remember somethin', okay?

Everybody, every single cop ever came before you

out riding a tour, they all had a first day too.

I'm serious.

Just take it as it comes, man,

you just stay focused on what's in front of you.

All right?

You ever gonna tell me that story or what?

What story?

The little girl.

Peters' kid or is that still none of my business.

Man he was a fuck up.

I loved the guy, don't get me wrong

he just couldn't keep his shit straight, you know?

He met Tracy when he was working North Hollywood,

she got her junk this Vice CI that he brought in.

Something about her, man.

He just couldn't see straight.

They got married, had the kid,

he thought that'd get her clean but...

We'd be out on patrol, he'd get a call,

she'd be passed out in a bar somewhere

with a fuckin' needle hangin' out her arm.

She got caught up in some narc raid somewhere.

Hang tight a second, I wanna check somethin' out.

20-L-14, can you give me the plates on that Ford APB again?

Stand by 14.

That is a green Ford. Partial plate, 2-1-Apple-Baker.

Jesus, that's the car.

Copy that, Olympic.

I got eyes on the suspect vehicle in the 300 block

of South Roosevelt Avenue over by the cemetery.

Roger that, 14, Olympic code three.

Union Trust Bank and Hollenbeck and North Kittredge

suspect vehicle spotted in the 300 block

of South Roosevelt Avenue.

All units in the vicinity, please, code three.

You ready?

I think so, yeah.

All right.

Follow my lead, do what I do.

Yeah I got it.

LAPD, I wanna see some hands in there!

Anybody in the car,

I want you to open the door

and put your hands outside the vehicle.

Now!

Let's move.

Moving.

Anybody in that car, I wanna see some fuckin' hands.

You clear?

Clear.

Clear.

Shit man, they're long gone.

20-L-14, suspect vehicle is clear.

Hey, Ray.

Roger that, 14.

Check it out.

Yeah.

It's warm but it ain't hot.

They've been gone a little while.

Ray.

Don.

Heard you found the shooter's ride.

Must've missed 'em by 10 minutes.

Jesus.

Well, hey, at least you got the big boys out of bed, right?

I hear they didn't set up block cover

for you for a half hour after you made the fuckin' car.

Yeah.

Fuck em.

Will you stop saying that?

Okay, well, what do you want me to do?

Huh? I'm working.

I cannot just come home right now.

Just, okay, okay, calm down.

Stop saying that.

Would you please stop saying that.

You are not gonna hurt yourself.

Marital fuckin' bliss.

Of course, I love you.

Yes, I... Hello?

Fuck!

New place, you know? She's havin' a tough time.

You got somethin' for me, Don?

It's all right.

I got something for you to look at.

Plain clothes in Northeast 11 pointed me at a CI,

said there's this place up by the 105,

Southgate, Lynwood, that area?

Says it's where they cook up that red label 187 shit.

Got kids to carrying the weight.

Says he's pretty sure that's what they got

the little girl doing.

And other shit too.

It's bad, Ray.

How bad?

As bad as it gets.

They got these parties, you know, you hear shit.

Hope it's not true.

This CI got some place for me to look?

Yeah, this guy runs this fuckin' mobile meth lab

out of the trunk of his car in Willowbrook.

Deandre something.

He usually winds up around Wilmington

and El Segundo over by the high school.

Centennial.

Supposed to be a red Monte Carlo.

That's way out of your zone, Ray.

Yeah.

I'll see you, Ray.

You gonna tell me where we're going?

Willowbrook.

I thought you were supposed to be teaching me.

Yeah, lesson's over for the night.

20-L-14, 10-10.

14, please confirm,

did you say you were out of service?

Do you require assistance?

What are you doing?

Ray, you can't just go off the grid like that.

I just did.

Jesus, Ray, what about regs, what about procedure, man?

You find this guy, you're gonna go to Lynwood, Ray?

If they find out we're operating outside of the patrol zone,

they're gonna hang us.

Maybe.

You know, I'm just curious man.

Like if any of the shit they teach us means anything to you?

Standard of conduct, section 210.

Remember that one?

I recognize the badge of my office

as a symbol of public faith,

and I accept it as a public trust to be held

so long as I am true...

To the ethics of my department.

Yeah, I remember.

He was my partner.

I understand that, Ray.

But Jesus man you can't just...

You want out? I'll have a unit come pick you up,

take you back to Olympic.

Say the word.

He was my partner.

Oh, sorry Officer.

I'll move my car right now, Officer.

I'm gonna make...

You Deandre?

Huh, no, what?

Are you Deandre, turn around.

Nah, I don't know no Andre.

What's his last name?

Did you check on the East side?

Okay, man!

I'm not resisting, okay?

Okay! Get up.

I'm not even resisting, man.

Hey man, put this on Facebook Live, yo!

Hey, stand still, asshole.

Y'all gonna kill me?

Yo man, you can't do that, man.

Yo, you ain't go not consent for that.

I'm sorry.

You can't search my shit.

I see a mouth full of meth rot

I automatically think probable cause.

Hey man, whatever you find in there, it ain't mine.

What ain't yours?

Whatever you find.

Little science experiment, Deandre?

No, this is my cousin's car, it's not even mine.

And I was going to, no wait,

I was going to the pharmacy this is for my grandma.

Yo, yo, yo, yo hey, yo man.

That's the street right there, yo.

El Granada

The one with the fences all tagged up right there.

Get out.

What you mean, get out?

Somebody gonna see me if I get out, yo.

Come over here.

No, I'm not goin in... Hey, hey, take it easy.

Turn around.

All right.

I'm releasing you back into the wild, you moron.

Can I have my phone back?

Beat it.

Can I have my phone back?

Get the fuck out of here.

Take your badge off, put it in the glove box.

Name tag too.

Here.

Tape over the car number, there's one on the side

and one on the back.

I'm gonna get the plates.

I'm on eight.

I'll call you if I need you.

Okay.

I'm serious.

Don't come in unless I call.

Yeah, I got it.

Ray, Ray, can you hear me?

Think I'm some kind of bitch, motherfucker?!

You come up in my shit, think I'm afraid of yo' punk ass?

Fuck you!

Go ahead and take your little bitch.

We gonna get another one anyway.

Motherfucker. You think you some kinda shit!

Take her to the car.

Yeah, you ain't real.

You ain't real motherfucker.

You was real there'd be 20 of you,

you'd be takin' people out

of this shit in fuckin' handcuffs.

Yeah that's right, you mother fucker, keep going.

Yeah, keep walkin' your little bitch ass off of my property.

Think this changes anything?

I'm gonna remember that little bitch now.

Yeah, you like that?

Yeah, I'm gonna make it a point to remember

that sweet little honey now.

Yeah, what I hear, she was sweet.

Yeah, I'm gonna find that sweet little honey now,

you can count on that.

Me and this little girl?

We gonna fall in love.

What are you doing, Ray?

How'd you like that, huh?

Go ahead, scoot over.

Okay, come here.

Come here.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, it's okay.

You're safe now.

It's all right, you're safe.

You're safe.

You're safe.

It's all over now, you're safe.

She's got a grandmother in Eagle Rock,

we'll take her there.

Let me see you.

I am not, God, I'm not okay with this.

What happened back there, you should have said something.

You fucking killed that guy.

Fuck him.

Oh yeah, Ray, yeah that solves everything, man.

What about the dash unit?

What about it?

The recorder man, it got everything you did back there.

The recorder's been busted for two years.

Same with half the black and white's in the motor pool.

There's no money for it.

That's not the point, God damn it.

What is the point, Nick?

Come on, tell me the point.

Is this the part where you start trottin' out

the fuckin' regulations again?

You know what, fuck that shit!

It's about right and wrong!

What do you know about right and wrong?

You're a fuckin' newborn on the street.

I can still smell your momma's pussy on you

for Christ sake.

I didn't fucking join up for this.

I got a wife!

All right.

I got a daughter on the way!

All right.

Say that was her.

Back there, that was her, your kid.

What would you do?

That is fucking different, Ray.

No it's not. No it's not.

What are you talkin' about?

That shit I said about Peters.

He was a fuck up, couldn't see straight with Tracy.

I was talking about me.

They'd already been married a year,

she had Kailey and we let him think it was his.

Okay?

He was my partner.

I loved him.

I wasn't gonna let him get hurt like that, for fuck's sake.

It's not like I'm proud of it.

Oh, fuck.

Man, I look at you,

I see me 20 years ago.

I look at me, I see what I am.

There's a person you wanna be when you're young

and there's a person you end up being.

That's a hard reality to face, man.

But there it is.

20-L-14, back in service.

Roger that, 14. Got a little worried about you there.

Do you require assistance?

Yeah, sorry about that Olympic.

We ran out of gas.

Sent the rook to fill up the can, he got lost.

Roger that, 14.

Shift's almost over.

Shit, look at this fuckin' guy.

Just rolled a red right in front of us.

You want it?

Sure, why not.

Driver, pull over to the side of the road please.

I got it.

Okay, genius

20-L-14, traffic.

Go ahead, 14.

It's lifornia-4-Paul-Charlie-Ida-1...

lifornia-4-Paul-Charlie-Ida-1...

How are you doing tonight?

Good evening, Officer.

Could you turn your car off, please?

Oh, yeah.

Sorry about that.

Did I roll that stop light back there?

You know, I'm sorry about that.

I didn't see it.

Yeah, you did roll that stoplight.

You realize you have a brake light that's out as well?

Oh man, I'm gettin' it handled tomorrow.

Okay, do you have a driver's license and registration

that I can see, please?

You really have to do that?

I mean, I just live a block down the street

and I'm just tryin' to get home.

It's a little late... Okay.

I got the big guy in here.

Do you have your driver's license and registration on you?

Yeah, you know what, it's on the counter.

Forgot it on the way out.

Okay, who's this?

Oh, he's just... How you doin' sir?

He's had one too many. You got a name, buddy?

He's had one too many.

What, he can't speak for himself?

Look, we just one block to go and we are out of here.

I'll get that light checked out.

Thank you very much.

Okay, could you step out of the car for me, please?

Hey man, look, I like cops...

Do you mind steppin' out of the car for me, please?

Seriously?

It's just a little stoplight

and it seems a little ridiculous.

I really am just...

Driver.

Step out of the car, now!

Seriously, man, why you got to make

a fuckin' federal case out of this shit.

I'm not gonna ask you again.

Put your hands out at the side and step out of the car, now.

Okay, boss man.

Just openin' the door.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!!

Drop that fucking gun, asshole.

Fuck you! Do it, now!

Drop the gun now!

Do it, now!

Fuck you. Do it, now!

I'll pull this fucking trigger I swear to Christ.

I told you not to get me stirred up.

Eddie!

Eddie, God damn it, say something.

Fuck!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Whatever you thinks gonna happen, ain't gonna happen

until you put that gun down.

You understand me? No, no, no, fuck you.

Ray...

Fuck you, I get to three, this little fuck buys it.

I swear to fucking Christ.

Ain't gonna happen, pal.

Fuck you, you think I'm playin?! One!

Hey, listen to me... Two!

Look at me... Wait, no, no, no, no...

Hey, look at me, asshole.

Look at me.

Three!

I got three of you motherfuckers.

I got him.

I got him.

I got him.

Hey, fuckin' cut it out asshole.

Listen.

I want you to listen to every word I'm about to say to you.

Because after tonight, you're either gonna figure this out

and you're gonna learn how to do this job

or you're not and this job is gonna eat you alive.

You remember what I told you when you came on shift?

There is the world inside this squad car

and there's everything else outside of it.

You're out on patrol, every person you see

that's not in a uniform is either somebody whose been

in the back of your squad car or somebody who hasn't been

in the back of your squad car yet.

I'm not just talking about catches, I'm talkin' everybody.

Everyone who's not a cop.

You're not a part of them anymore.

It is us against them.

You understand that?

You are the sheep dog, they are the sheep.

You could save somebody's ass,

they could turn around and hang you out in a heartbeat.

That's the trade.

You read 1984 in high school?

People sleep peaceably in their beds at night

because rough men stand ready

to do violence on their behalf.

People sleep peaceably in their beds at night

because rough men stand ready

to do violence on their behalf

and they will fucking hate you for it.

That's the deal.

It's the deal you made when you signed up for this.

See you tomorrow.