All language subtitles for Deputy s01e05_English

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BILL: I was wrong
about you, son.

And I do not accept
your resignation

because your dad
wouldn't want that.

Jerry London,
you've been served.

Sheriff.
This is Genevieve.

She tells me
you're the reason

she moved to LA.

NURSE:
Instructions are on the cup.

We have a 50% shot here.

TERESA:
We're officially qualified
to be foster parents.

BISHOP: You cannot
keep chasing down

every call
in Los Angeles County.

If I feel like it, yeah.

When this is all over,
you and me,

we're gonna step outside

and we're gonna
get on the same page.

[hip-hop music playing
over car stereo]

WOMAN: Kept me up
half the night.

-That damn bumpity bump.
-I understand, ma'am.

The other day, I saw
a group of 'em hot boxing,

you know, that's when
they're in the car smokin' dope

with the windows up.

All right, don't worry,
we'll get this
all squared away.

Time to take it inside.

Hey, I'm not gonna
ask you again.

You turn the music off,
you take it inside.

All right, stand back, ma'am.

[music continues]

12 Adam Seven requesting
an RA for a male, 30 to 40s,

with an apparent
gunshot wound to the head.

Located at
Venice Boulevard and Ocean.

DISPATCH [on radio:]
Copy that...

MAN:
Come on, back, back.

Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

-JOSEPH: Watch this, bro.
-MAN: Yeah.

Like a Ball brother
who didn't make it.

Yeah, okay, all right.

-Let's see.
-Let's go.

I got you.

[cheering]

I'll show you what
you really meant to do.

You meant to do this.

See, that's your problem, man.

You never knew
how to close out.

MATTHEW: Michael Jordan
got benched in high school too.

Only made us stronger,
all right?

Bro, don't ever
compare yourself to
Michael Jordan, please.

You gotta stretch out too, man,

'cause we going in
on this next one.

Are you Matthew Evans?

How can I help you, officers?

-Is your name Matthew Evans?
-JOSEPH: It is not.

Can I ask what this is about?

Where is he?

Hey!

Yo! Hey!
Stop running, bro!

-[siren chirps]
-Stop running!

Sir, I'm a deputy.
Getting you my badge.

Stand there and shut up!

Just gonna show you my badge.

I'm gonna show you
my badge right now.

Hands! Slowly!

Get down on the ground
or you will get shot!

I'm a sheriff's deputy.
My name is Joseph Harris.

Down on the ground!

[siren chirps]

14 Boyd. I'm detaining
one at gunpoint.

My partner's in foot pursuit.

[windshield shatters]

Stay down!

Don't move.

[helicopter hovering]

[theme music playing]

Honey, you look beautiful.

The hospital called
another board meeting.

The old dog and pony show, huh?

Sounds like fun.

Yeah, it sounds like
budget cuts.

We have the most gunshot wounds
in the county

and the least amount
of federal grants.

God bless America.

Well, if anybody
can straighten it out,

it's you, honey.

I'm not so sure this time.

You're the only thing
I've ever been sure about.

You got this.

Aw.

I love you.

I love you.

[wolf whistle]

["Everything In Motion"
by Stepsons playing]

♪ The city held
its arms open wide ♪

♪ As it stood
and watched me go ♪

♪ And I swore it
played back memories ♪

♪ In every single
downtown window ♪

♪ Some days it feels
less like growing up ♪

♪ And more like
chasing down the wind ♪

[turns music off]

[knocking]

Sheriffs!

MAN: Buzz off!

Hey, let yourself in.

Where's the nurse?

I fired her.

-She was stealing.
-She wasn't stealing.

Stole my dignity
every damn day.

Mix us up a snack, would you?

I see you got
your new Batman suit on.

Figured you'd be showing off
those stars soon enough.

Well, the uniform
comes with the territory.

Yeah, well, you sold out,

moved up to the 10th floor
with those other brass holes.

I didn't ask for it.

-Job came calling.
-A calling?

You're some kinda
great savior now?

You can't
wing it anymore, kid.

You screw up as sheriff,

it's not just the bad guys

who are gonna be
comin' after you.

Thanks. Appreciate that.

WILLIAM:
Want something to eat?

I got some
leftover pizza in there.

You were always great
at breakfast.

[scoffs]

Dad.

You all right?

Why don't you sit down?
I'll get it.

I'm all right.

♪

Can you believe
they made my son sheriff?

[chuckles]

Boy, I always knew you had it.

Hey, would you do me a favor?

Would you tell him I said hi?

And ask him to stop being
so cocky around me, would you?

I don't know why he does that.

Will you remember that?

-I'll do that, sir.
-Thank you.

♪

TERESA: Hey.

I was worried about you.
You're usually home by now.

I lost track of time, sorry.

Okay.

What's really up?

You talked to the ocean.
Now, talk to me.

Well, I was thinking...

how great it would be
to have a family.

How I can teach Roberto
and Camilla how to surf.

And then I thought about
what if they don't wanna
learn how to surf,

I don't even know
if they can swim.

And what if they always see me
as their father's killer,

instead of looking at me
as their dad?

And what if I make
a terrible father?

I mean, I never had a dad,

so what the hell
do I know about it?

Wow.

That is a lot of thinking.

It's a big ocean.

TERESA:
You'll be a wonderful father.

That's why I married you.

Don't do this to yourself.

Look, you said
a few weeks ago,
you know,

"We may want them,
but do they really want us?"

And then I thought,
"You know what?"

You're absolutely right.

I'm rushing this.
We're trying to have
our own baby

and then and I bring
two kids home without
even asking you.

You did the right thing.
And we will do right thing.

We have to decide
or we're gonna lose 'em.

♪ You haven't always had

♪ The comfort of truth

GENEVIEVE: Mm.

You've been
holding out on me, huh?

Thought I'd keep you guessing.

Like how you could put together
such an amazing breakfast

without using a single pan?

Oh.

Okay, so maybe Postmates
helped a little.

-It's the thought that counts.
-Mm-hmm.

Not letting you off easy.

You wanna make it up to me?

Unpack those boxes,

they've been sitting there
since we moved in.

I was thinking we could
just throw those away.

You serious?

The things in those boxes
belong to someone else.

DC was a whole other life.

And I'm a whole
different person now.

You're right.

LA is all about
new beginnings.

♪ I'm selfish and dumb
for your love ♪

Help you?

All right.

[indistinct chatter]

What are they saying?

First-degree murder.

They think I popped
that guy Trent

trying to take his corner.

Saying they got hard evidence.

I thought you
were done dealing.

I am. I was.

[sighs]
I'm telling you, man,
it's messed up

how they doin' us in here.

Guilty until proven innocent.

Hey, stay strong.

They built this place
to break you.

All right?

Promise me if things go down,

you'll look after my Moms.

She doesn't deserve
to go through this.

You know I got you.

You know
I didn't do this, right?

JOSEPH: Yeah, I do.

But that's not
gonna be enough.

I'm sick and tired of this!

When is it gonna stop?

Today I had a gun pointed
at the back of my head

by an LAPD officer.

And you and I both know

that almost had
a different ending!

And I would've been
another headline, right?

-[slams door]
-Damn it!

Look at me.

I hear you.

I did not get this badge

to look the other way.

Then don't.

Whenever you put on
this uniform,

you owe it to every
wrongfully accused black man

to uphold the oath we took.

So instead of trading blows
with this locker,

let's find out
what's really going on.

Where do we start?

By finding the person

who had a reason
to kill Trent Anderson.

You identified yourself, yeah?

JOSEPH: Yes.

You move again,
you will get shot.

What's the name of this officer?

It doesn't matter right now.

It does to me.
I want his name.

The only name that matters
right now is Matthew Evans.

There's gotta be something
that we can do, Bill.

He's innocent.

I'm sheriff.

Asking me to look into
an LAPD case on your old buddy

is no small ask.

I need something more to go on.

This is his arrest record.

[Bill sighs]

BILL: Robbery.

Drug possession.

I thought you said
you wanted to help him.

Look at the dates.

That's who he was.
Not who he is.

He put that life
behind him years ago.

He isn't a killer,

and he definitely
did not kill this Trent guy.

Everything inside of me
is telling me

that Matthew is innocent.

All I'm asking you
to do is look into it.

I can't do that
on gut instinct alone.

Really?

Because that is the one thing
you taught me to trust.

BILL:
What'd you find out?

I learned that
Trent Anderson

was a big-time drug dealer
on the south side.

Ran multiple blocks

and was recruiting
neighborhood kids

as runners for his business.

Well, now that he's gone,
I'm sure there's a power void.

Top of the pyramid falls,

plenty of people
are eager to fill in.

So who at the LAPD
is handling this case?

I'm afraid to ask
where this is going.

Then don't.

Sir, I need you to understand
the political repercussions

prior to inserting yourself

into another
agency's investigation.

Bishop, Joseph's my godson.

He's a good kid.

He's never asked me
for anything.

The least I can do
is give it a look.

I hear you, but you're walking
a political tightrope here.

Not to mention,
this could be misinterpreted

as a form of nepotism.

Oh. That's exactly
what this is.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

Oh. Hi, Sheriff.

-Do you have an appointment?
-Yes.

[door buzzes]

-Sir, I don't see you on here.
-Oh, it's there. Hollister.

What floor is homicide on?

-Four.
-Thank you, Officer.

Detective Johnson.

Yes, Sheriff.

-Can I help you?
-Don't know yet.

I'm here to talk about something
that happened earlier today

with the LAPD
and one of my deputies.

I heard about that.

Luckily, everyone's okay.

I wouldn't say okay.

That deputy is
a good friend of mine,

my godson, actually.

Would you like
to talk to the officer?

-I can call him.
-I'm not worried
about that right now.

More curious about
the guy you arrested.

My information tells me
you might have the wrong man.

I can't really comment on that.

Why does
the Sheriff's Department
care about this case?

I'm doing a favor for my godson.

He grew up with the accused.

And, well, you and I both know
how these things go.

I wanna give him
some perspective.

Hmm.

All right.

"Dead gangster,
Trent Anderson,
found in a car.

"During the execution
of my search warrant

"I found the same caliber weapon

used in the murder
in Matthew Evans' house."

Wish I had better news
for your godson.

Deputy Harris.

No, I get it.

Nothing else, huh?

You know these boys
and their beefs.

Even have video footage
connecting Matthew and Trent.

-They knew each other?
-Looks that way.

Pretty much
open-and-shut case.

So...

Thank you.

♪

-Am I early?
-No.

We're late.

This meeting should have
happened months ago.

Please, sit.

I'm sorry, what am I
missing here, Derek?

You know the situation.

We need changes to stay afloat.

I could waste time
with consultants

but everyone says
you're critical

to the success
of the hospital.

I need your expertise.

If I'm hearing you correctly,

you're asking me
to help you gut St. Regents.

More like trim the fat.

Our staff is already
overworked, underpaid.

Any trims means dead bodies
on our doorstep.

Neither of us wants that.

But if we don't make
the right changes now,

the board will panic
and make the wrong ones.

You asked for my expertise.

And I'm telling you
the department can't run safely

if we make these cuts.

If we don't make the cuts,
there will be no department.

Then start by cutting me.

TERESA:
Neither looks good.

And if you take the plea,

you're looking
at a minimum of 25.

Well, what's the other option?

Roll the dice,

take your chance at trial,
possibly face life.

Sorry to interrupt.

Needed to put a face
to the name.

Joseph tells me
you two go way back.

Joseph's been my boy
since day one.

That why you lie to him?

I didn't lie.

Hmm.

'Cause they got footage
and text messages

of you and Trent.

Something about
you wantin' back in.

And he was playin' hard ball.

Meanwhile, Joseph's out there
running around

trying to figure out a way
to get your ass outta here.

Least you could do
is come clean.

You ever try find a job
with a felony on your record?

I had no other choice.

Needed the money.

These bills aren't gonna
pay themselves.

And Joseph's out there
because he knows I'm innocent.

I didn't kill anybody.

Look, we need to focus
on the deal.

Weigh the risks on both sides.

Wait a minute. What deal?

The prosecutor offered
a plea bargain.

Johnson never
mentioned a deal.

Why would they try
and cut a deal when
they have a solid case?

That's a good question.

Bail is set at
half a million dollars.

Your honor, that is punitive.

Given the cold-blooded murder

and the criminal history
of the accused,

the people believe he shouldn't
even be granted that.

And since defense
has rejected our deal,

we'd like to proceed
with our arraignment.

Your Honor, if I may approach.

You may not.

Well, the bailiff won't stop me.

He works for me.

This is about turf.

Your Honor,
cooperation between LAPD

and the Sheriff's Department

has a long
and successful history.

That's not the turf
I'm talkin' about.

I'm talkin' about
political turf.

The DA wants to
up their conviction rate,

so they look
for quick solutions.

They set the bail
high enough

to where the accused has
no choice but to sit in jail

and accept a bad deal.

They're trying to overwhelm
the justice process

before there's even time
to uncover the truth.

This has to stop.

We are to serve all people
and give them their fair shake.

Yes, put the bad guys
behind bars,

but only for the wrongs
they've done,

not the wrongs
we refuse to investigate.

And he,
like every other citizen,

deserves a fair trial

predicated on
a genuine investigation.

Your delay tactics
aren't helping anyone.

This defense
is never gonna rest.

I'd like to postpone
arraignment

until my department has time
to look into the case.

After all, this is my county.

I'm requesting 48 hours.

You've got 24 hours.

Close enough.

[bangs gavel]

If I'm gonna help you,

I wanna know all the players.

Top to bottom.

All of 'em.

♪

[door bell chimes]

Thank you.

[door chimes]

Alec Wells?

Who's asking?

I'm not asking.

Man, if this is about Trent,

my story hasn't changed.

No, this is the first time
I'm hearing it, brother.

Enlighten me.

[sighs]

I stopped workin' for him
a few months ago.

He got greedy.

Started doin' business
with anyone that was willing.

He sounds like
a real go-getter.

Well, he was
all about the money.

Was only a matter of time

before he made a deal
with the wrong people.

So you think Trent was
smoked over a deal gone bad.

Look, all I'm saying is
his entire circle

started gettin' picked off
one by one.

They were murdered?

[scoffs]

Nah.

Locked up.

I think I just
got myself fired.

They want me
to make the cuts.

"Trim the fat"
is what he told me.

That sounds like something
that Derek would say.

Yeah, but I told Derek
that he can make
the cuts himself

and he can start with me.

Wait, was I in that meeting?

[sighs]

Well, you've clearly
rubbed off on me.

A great woman doctor
told me something

that stuck with me
over the years.

"It's not all about you."

No, I don't need advice.
I just need support.

Honey, you're
missin' something.

If you leave,
is the hospital better off?

Probably not.

Damn right it isn't.

Yeah, that's pretty
sage advice,
Sheriff Hollister.

BILL: We all got bosses
we gotta deal with.

PAULA: You don't.

Now, you know
that's not true.

[indistinct
police radio chatter]

JOSEPH: How do you know
about this spot?

I used to pass by here
when I taught at Crozier.

Kids called it "the plug."

Information spot of the hood.

These dudes, they know
everything about everybody.

You wanna know
who had beef with Trent,

this is your first stop.

Go on, you got it.

All right.

-[razor buzzing]
-[television, indistinct]

[door bell jingles]

How you guys doin'?

Deputy Harris.

Had a few questions I wanted
to ask about Trent Anderson.

Y'all really won't let
the homey rest, will you?

Hey, I'm just tryin'
to get some answers, man.

Trent burned bridges
as fast as he could build 'em.

Even with the people
closest to him.

Dude only cared
about the money.

Now get your
sell-out ass outta here,

before it gets a little
dangerous in here too.

Is that a threat?

It's whatever
you want it to be.

An innocent man
is about to be locked away

for a crime he did not commit.

Oh, you're confused.

Welcome to
black America, Deputy.

How about you never put
your hands on me again?

-How about that?
-Boot!

Enough.

This badge means
I protect you, you, and you.

And if that makes me
any less of a black man,

then you're the one
who's confused.

Y'all have a good day.

[door bell jingles]

MINNICK:
You need to
take a breather.

Especially after
what happened back there.

Now, I've been lettin'
a lot ride today

on account of
what you're going through,

but you are still my boot.

You've got to realize you have
two different identities.

There's Joseph
and there's Deputy Harris.

And when you're
wearin' a badge,

they don't see the color
of your skin, they see a cop.

How do you choose
between the two?

MINNICK: You don't.

I need you to focus on Matthew.

What did you learn back there?

"Trent burned a lot of bridges."

Okay. And?

He gave no mercy.
He even turned on his own crew.

Sounds like
the making of a snitch.

Could've been
what got him killed.

What does Trent benefit

by getting
his own people locked up?

Power.

Maybe he wasn't
the only one benefiting.

CADE: Check it.

I looked at Trent
on LA CLEAR,

the DEA popped up.

-DEA?
-Yeah.

His name is tied
to four different dope cases,

all homicides.

BILL:
So Trent was a witness
for the prosecution.

The only way a guy
like that flips

is if it benefits him.

He dropped a dime
on his own crew.

It's how he got all his juice.

And whoever offed him

probably thought Trent
was gonna rat him out next.

Could've been Alec.
He wanted to promote.

The only way someone
would have known any of this

is if they were
law enforcement.

Someone with a badge.

Sheriff, Matthew Evans
just made bail.

[door buzzes]

What?

Why would anyone bail him out?

[exhales]

How the hell you post my bail?

Oh, man, you know
we take care of our own.

♪

Tying up loose ends.

Somebody's trying to kill him.

We need to get up

on Matthew's tech.

See if you can get a hit
on his phone.

Just checking the towers.

Oh, got him. He's moving.

Dispatch,
show 31 Adam in pursuit

of a 1-8-7 suspect.

[siren blaring]

[door bell chimes]

Yo, you mind if I grab a few?

Knock yourself out, man.

I know you're probably
hungry as hell.

[sighs]

I still can't believe
this mess, man.

Hey, for real though,
how you bail me out?

♪

Yo, what are you doin'?

Sorry, man,
it's gotta go down like this,

but business is business.

You can't be serious, man.

Trent said the same thing.

Now what you think's
gonna happen

with you trying to
come here and rob me?

I ain't picking that up.

[scoffs] It's all good.

I'll put it in your hand after.

[gunfire]

[glass shattering]

-[door bell chimes]
-JOSEPH: Hey!

Don't you do it.

Put that down.

I want everybody
to come out of this alive.

Man, stop pretending like
you're not one of them.

I am one of them.

[scoffs]

♪

You don't think
eventually they're not
gonna turn on you too?

[groans]

[handcuffs click]

[door bell chimes]

DISPATCH [on radio]:
33 Adam, go ahead.

We'll talk later.

♪

Hey, I tried callin' you.

Had a few meetings.

Did you know Matthew made bail?

Figured he might.
Matter of time.

Lot of cash in the drug trade.

Well, I got good news.
We got the guy.

Matthew?

No, the guy who actually
killed Trent Anderson.

Where?

Right this way.

I didn't wanna poke
the hornet's nest,

make a big deal.

But I do think
you should hear him out.

After all, it's your case.

Sure.

What the hell is this?

This right here is your shooter.

What evidence do you have?

You should know that already.

Seeing how you used these kids
to line your own pockets.

-What are you talking about?
-Follow me.

♪

Can you point
to the man you work for?

I bet if Trent
was still alive,

he'd be pointing at you too.

You can't do this.
You're crazy.

It's not crazy to keep
an innocent man outta jail.

Turn around, Detective.

JOHNSON: Come on.
Come on!

[handcuffs click]

♪

You screw up as a sheriff...

it's not just the bad guys
coming after you.

♪

Are you sure
this is how you want it?

Sorry, not quite
housebroken yet.

Don't suppose
you will be anytime soon.

I appreciate you
rooting out this bad apple.

Here's one piece of advice.

Every headline you make,
puts you on someone else's list.

And not the good kind.

Well, I'll take
whatever comes my way.

Appreciate it.

That couldn't have been
easy for you.

How it started.
How it ended.

Being black and blue.

I was just trusting my instinct.

No, you did more than that.

You made people listen.

Proves you're gonna make
one hell of a deputy,

and you're already
one hell of a man.

Your dad sees you.

Thank you, Bill.

Look, I understand you'll take
a lot of heat for this

but I want you to know
it means a lot to me.

Justice isn't just a word.

It's a consistent action.

On both sides of the law.

[indistinct chatter]

REPORTER:
Sheriff, Sheriff!

Can you give us
a statement, please.

[sighs deeply]

[camera shutters clicking]

Hey.

Do you have a sec?

Sure.

I... uh, I'd...

like to apologize

for coming in
a little hot yesterday.

A little?

Well, I was caught off guard.

But, uh, I would like to
take you up on your offer.

I don't see a road
out of the red.

But maybe you can find one.

I'm giving you 30 days

to cut 25%
out of the operating budget.

And if I can't?

I'll have to take you up
on your original offer
and let you go.

I look forward to your
proposal, Dr. Reyes.

[sighs]

♪

[dog barking]

Hey, baby.

You feelin' better?

[sighs]
I don't know.

I can't look.

What are you talking about?

The test.

I took it.

Are you serious?

You might be pregnant?

Shh. I just got
the kids to sleep.

[chuckles]

Where is it?

I got your message.

[elevator bell dings]

Thanks for the update.

Well, you were right.

Sheriff Hollister definitely
plays by his own rules.

Saw that today.

Good luck cleaning up
that LAPD mess.

I'm tellin' you,
things need to
change around here.

But first,
I owe you an apology.

I never said anything to you
about Deputy Luna.

I should have and I'm sorry.

I appreciate that, sir.

You and I are more alike
than you realize.

Yeah? How so?

This job has taken away
the ones we love.

Now, we have two choices.

Lay down, or fight like hell
for what belongs to us.

It's time to focus
on the future.

I want those stars.

I'm running for sheriff.

MINNICK: Hmm.

You uphold your end
of the deal, you got my vote.

If you want your vote
to really count,

keep digging on Hollister.

[hip-hop music playing
over car stereo]

♪ I've been going
through some things ♪

♪ Change is coming
Ain't no stunting♪

♪ We just running
'Bout to win ♪

♪ 'Bout to win♪

You gonna say something

or we just gonna
do this the entire drive?

You lied to me, man.

And I put my job
on the line for you.

What was I supposed to do?

Be straight up with me.

Man, I was tryin'
to protect you.

The less you know the better.

Just don't ever
lie to me again, man.

You don't know
how hard it is out here, man.

That's why you have me.

All right?

True.

You know, there's somethin'
you can get better with, too.

What's that?

Your weak-ass jump shot.

[both laugh]

Okay, you got jokes.

Yeah, we gonna find out, man.

All that talk, okay?

-Ha!
-You know you
messed up, right?

Yeah, all right.
I'm always in trouble.

-You done messed up.
-Stop, bro.

We're gonna see about this.
Let's go.

Let's go. Over here.

So you feeling like Kobe
in his prime, huh?

I am Kobe in his prime.

Oh. Well, let's hope
that badge gives
you superpowers.

I'm tellin' you,
you gonna need it.

-Loser gets dinner?
-Bet.

-[Joseph laughing]
-Come on!

-Okay, let's go.
-Yes, Kobe!

[door buzzing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

BILL: Pop the door.

[buzzing]

I got one question.

Why?

I don't have an answer.

Well, keep digging.

I'll wait.

You had a career.
You trashed it.

And all your crap
got slung on to everyone else

who wears a badge.

So I'm asking for them,
not just for me.

Why?

You ever cheated
on anyone, Sheriff?

Well, I've done
a whole lot in my life.

Never that.

You never see the line...

until you're past it.

Once you're over it,

you can't go back
without fear of getting caught.

Next thing you know,

you couldn't see the damn line
even if you wanted to.

So you stay where you are.

Barely able
to recognize yourself.

Struggling to survive.

Pull down innocent people
in the process, right?

And some bad ones too.

Guilty as charged.

Well, you're next.

[scoffs]

You know the temptation.

Don't you judge me.

Nah.

I'll leave that to a jury.

Or the man or woman upstairs.

I never set out to end up here.

No one ever does.

Which is why
I have a job to do,

every single day.

BILL: Pop the door.

-[door buzzing]
-[door unlocks]

BILL:
It's cold out.

You shouldn't be out here.

Hey, your old man's
a glutton for punishment.

Unlike my son.

You know the first time
I put you up on a horse...

you cried.

Oh, please.

You did.

You were no more than
a year old.

If that.

Don't you remember?

Can't say that I do.

I do.

I walked you around on Shadow.

[laughs]

I had you shoot up
all the bad guys.

Well, they're still out there.

Found me a few more
of 'em today.

Pissed a lot of people off
in the process.

Ah, screw 'em.

All that matters is
you went from your gut.

Well, you taught me well.

It's nice to get the credit
instead of the blame.

Hey.

You wanna go for a ride?

No.

They say I'm not
fit enough anymore.

Well, we'll keep it
between us cowboys.

How about that?

Well, you're the sheriff.

Hell, you look like a sheriff.

Come on.

What do you say, boy?

♪ There's a shadow
of something ♪

♪ Can't quite make it out

♪ I can't make it out

♪ But there is hope
where there's love and ♪

♪ I know we'll make it out

♪ We'll make it out 'cause...

[humming]

♪ Tomorrow will be brighter

♪ It's a new day

[theme music playing]

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