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Previously on the district.

Get in there!

No.

Fire that cop. Now.

I've seen the video. It doesn't prove anything.

It proves that Stout was mad handled by your officer.

- No, it doesn't. - Where are you going?

Vice. It's gotta me in IA.

I'm teaching at the academy.

Leave right now. Don't go home.

Find a place to stay.

Stay put until you hear from me.

His obstruction of justice. Chief.

You're fired.

Jack. Yeah.

I think there's a way we can fight this.

Oh, Ca vie, you're so sweet. Why?

You hate to see me leave. Come on.

But the mayor can't just fire you.

I know people who can help us prove that he doesn't

have cause. Us?

Come on. Now you.

Now here's the deal.

The feds tap Brander's phone.

See, now they've got me on tape telling Brander

he gets the hell out of there before he gets arrested.

See, now, the mayor put it this way.

He said, I think that's obstruction of justice.

And then he said, you're fired.

So we'll attack it in court.

The attorney general, Mayor Douglas will go

after all of them.

Jack, this.

This is what I do.

You play golf?

Cause I got an extra set of clubs to tell you.

What, I can teach you how to swing.

You could call in sick.

We can have a great time, I promise.

Look, if you're not gonna fight for yourself,

at least fight for.

Okay? All right.

I don't want you to, you know?

You need a hand?

Nope.

That's it.

Make sure that gets the airport then, would you, Joe?

You're traveling light.

Am I to take that?

You'll be coming back?

That's yours.

You deserve it.

Do me a favor, would you?

Write.

Whoa, where are you going?

Where the dart landed.

You could stop him.

He lost his job and his best friend in the same week.

♪ I was born here and I'll ♪

♪ die here against my will

♪ I know it looks like I'm moving ♪

♪ but I'm standing still ♪

♪ Having nerve in my body

♪ is so big and dumb ♪

♪ I can't even remember what ♪

♪ it was here to get away from ♪

Pick any, any crime, any major crime at all.

All right. Murder.

When I got to Washington DC, it was the murder capital

of the world. When I left down by 32%,...

That is

247 people get to raise.

Their kids are taken to their first Redskins game.

Don't look at me like that,...

Cujo.

Tell him.

Tell him I never backed away from anything.

I never walked away from a fight.

Except when it got too political.

Because. Excuse me.

I don't play politics? Yep.

I mean, how the heck am I supposed to fight city hall,

the mayor, and the attorney general without Ella's help?

Hey, you know.

Yeah,...

That's right.

You remind me of Captain Hunter in IA.

I knew it.

He had that same posture, the same beady eyes.

Used to look at me like he wanted to pick over my bones.

Well, it's not gonna happen.

Excuse me?

It's not gonna happen this time.

Okay?

Not a boy. Cujo.

Easy doesn't. Huh?

Huh?

Okay, Cuje, go find it.

Yeah.

Terrible. Cujo came over here, didn't it?

You're supposed to keep an eye on it.

Oh, you found it. Hey.

Atta boy.

What do you got?

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, boy.

Oh, Cujo.

Well, there goes the vacation.

You stay. You stay.

Be good, boy. Don't let anybody steal you.

I'm telling you to get your crime scene guys

out to the golf course. Seal it up.

I think you got a fresh crime scene there.

I mean, there may be a body that goes along with the finger.

Whoa.

You need to slow down a little bit, Mr. Manion.

I think you've been watching too many tv cop shows.

Oh, yeah?

Okay, look, in the desert, things just.

They just have a way of showing up and.

Really?

You get a lot of severed fingers in here.

Deputy Ortez.

Now what makes you think that a crime has been committed here?

I mean, I look at this and I say that maybe.

Maybe a gardener lost a fixing a lawnmower.

Come on, it's a fresh crime scene.

My gut tells me that.

I mean, this place is as hot as hell, right?

This finger couldn't have been out there more than a day.

If it had been, it'd be like jerky.

I mean, there's hardly any dehydration.

Look, why don't you get a print off this finger?

At least try.

While you're waiting for the computer printout,

you check with the local hospitals, the clinic.

See if there's any ER reports of people coming in

with severed fingers, okay? That's what I would.

Okay.

Better yet, here's what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna send this down to Tucson, okay?

We'll see what they can tell us. How long is that gonna take?

I don't know. Seven to ten days.

Ah, come on.

The case is gonna be cold by then.

You get that badge for just standing around.

You actually have to work for it.

Ortez.

Why don't you enjoy the rest of your stay?

Okay, Mr. Manion.

Look, officer Carter, I'm not accusing you of anything.

I just need you to come down here

and answer a few questions.

Thank you.

You have a nice day.

IA. Huh.

Suddenly you're the guy everybody hates.

Ah.

How's vice?

Illuminator Maria Rodriguez, also known as Cashmere Brown.

She used to work the Ariane cover.

- Nice artwork. - Mm hmm.

That one there in particular caught my interest.

Shaggy o Lester Richards, alias.

Two of them used to run the streets together

till she retired.

I thought the move was to go after Franklin Pete.

His cousin swears he left town.

And we missed our chance at that one.

Look, I didn't feel like chasing that scumbag

all over town, all right?

But if you want to blame me for losing the guy, go right ahead.

Just get over it soon.

Cause it's starting to get stale.

Lester killed the kid last night.

16 years old.

We don't work homicide anymore, remember?

He's pulled three jobs in the last week.

You know what he's doing, don't you?

He's building a nest egg so he can disappear.

I want to get this animal.

The word on the street is that he's roamed

with two foot soldiers.

But every man's weakness is a woman.

Cashmere Brown is the one that got away, and she's

our only chance.

You want to turn her into a CI user as a decoy,

- use a female undercover. - No, no, no.

That'll take days to approve, a week to set up.

Clock is ticking.

Nice cubicle.

I get off in an hour.

At the same time, step in with your left foot, turning your

body sideways to him, grab the front of the gun, pushing it up

and smashing it into his face.

At the same time, with your right leg, step behind,

using the momentum to push your suspect to the ground

and taking the gun from him.

Wow.

You look like you're enjoying this.

It sucks.

I should be back on the street.

Well, at least you're still a cop.

So, what's up?

Everyone practice the move?

Any job prospects yet?

Oh, well, my brother in law has offered me part time work

cleaning carpets.

I'm sorry.

What's wrong with cleaning carpets?

It's an honest living.

Can't get shot cleaning carpets.

Well, unless you mess up really bad.

But it can get pretty ugly out there.

Hey, I called Chief Nolan this morning.

Recommended we reopen the Dixon Stout case.

Why?

Look, Stout died in my custody. I'm the one they blame.

Case is closed.

Just hear me out.

I have a theory.

Last Friday night, I took a drive over to Finster's bar.

Figured maybe there was something we missed.

Grilled the bartender until she remembered something.

Something she didn't think much about at the time.

Stout had asked for change.

Then he went straight into the bathroom to buy aspirin.

If Stout died in custody from wounds he suffered before

we arrived on the scene, it would clear you

from causing his death.

You're shooting darts blindfolded, Nance.

I'm following my gut.

I really appreciate the effort, okay?

But this whole thing is starting to die down, and I'd really

prefer it stay that way.

You're a cop?

Used to be a cop.

Yeah, I did a little checking after you left.

I figured since you talked the talk, I decided

to do an online search. Right.

Come on in.

And lo and behold, there you were.

- Really? - No reviews.

They were maxed. Uh huh.

Well sit down.

Thank you.

So you don't believe everything you read, do you?

No, no, I mean, New Jersey, New York, DC.

Bounced around quite a bit.

Yeah, well, I was a troubleshooter.

You know, they had a problem, I went in to fix it.

Kind of like paladin and have gun will travel

A tv show for Pete sake.

Anyway, you didn't come here to talk about my resume, did you?

No, no, actually, I called every hospital

between here and Tucson.

Not one ear reports a man coming in with a missing finger.

All right, so that means the guy we're looking for

didn't feel the need to go to a hospital, did he?

Right. Right.

Exactly.

- Have you eaten yet? - Not really.

What do you say? Dinner?

It's on me.

- You're buying. - Yeah?

Yeah. Sasabe, Mexico.

It's a small village in Mexico.

Do you think that's where the victim's from?

Well, I found cow dunk underneath his finger.

And in Sasabe, there's a.

There's a tradition that dates back hundreds of years.

Pottery makers, they fire their clay by covering them cow down.

I know this because my father is part of the maker.

So is his father. And they're both from Sasabe.

Yeah, so how'd the finger end up on a golf course in Arizona?

Well, until yesterday, it was just a legend.

A coyote will, who cut off the figure of an illegal

immigrant who crosses.

Maybe I was wrong about you.

Ortiz.

Is it Ortiz or. Ortez?

Ortez. Benny.

Right.

Maybe we do that game, you know?

Now all we got to do is find the legend, huh?

Exactly.

Have friends of yours?

Not really.

Two of them are cops.

The other two are BORSTAR. That's border patrol.

Search, trauma and rescue team.

They're dirty.

Are you?

Look, Mr. Manion, this isn't exactly Tucson, okay?

We don't get very many tourists around here.

As a matter of fact, we don't get.

We don't get very much of anything around here.

Only migrants, they really want to cross the border.

Last year alone, they found over 100 tunnels

on the Arizona border.

10,000 people cross a day, and one in three gets caught.

The others die of starvation, of dehydration.

Or rancheros with M16's.

You know, you should take a drive.

out into the middle of the desert one day.

Because when the sun sets, it's like.

It's like they flip a switch and they say, go.

That's what this town is all about, Mr. Manion.

Catching them and sending them back.

That's it.

If you're here, you're either a cop, your INS, or your a smuggler.

Yeah, and you make the big money by closing your eyes, right?

Letting people cross the border.

Letting a drug shipment pass.

Exactly.

And for the record, I've never taken a bribe.

Not yet.

Excuse me.

Do you think you can just walk into Douglas

and start judging people? You don't know me.

You.

You have no idea what it takes to survive out here.

I know what it means to take an oath.

You put on that badge, you better be willing

to do the job.

I chose to be a cop, okay?

I didn't just find this badge out in the desert.

The way that you found that finger.

These are from Jimmy and the boys.

No.

You can tell when we've had enough.

Unless you want to take it.

No,

thank you.

I want to work towards Jimmy and which are the boys.

Okay.

We got no sign of any fresh graves

around here, so that means.

That means our friend with the missing finger gets himself

treated in a local hospital.

Or he does it himself.

Or he crosses over into Mexico and has it done.

I put my money on Mexico.

Yeah.

Border patrol has to document everybody

- they send back, right? - Right.

Where they crossed, where they were picked up, and where they

were sent back to, and if they were injured prior to or during

the border patrol pursuit.

All that stuff is recorded.

Uh huh.

So if they send back a guy with a finger missing, we're

gonna know where to find him.

All we need are the border patrol files...

Right, right.

And how do you expect to do that?

No, no, no, wait a second.

- You can't expect me to. - Why not?

You're a cop, aren't you?

Yeah, but that's what cops do.

Okay? Huh?

Okay.

Can't wear that hat.

God's sake, take that hat off.

We have Ronaldo Hernandez from Sasabe missing a finger.

Put him up there.

All right, we got four guys

all missing a finger,

sent back to Mexico.

Right.

And here, hold that, would you?

All of them picked up

within a five mile radius.

Douglas.

Now, one of the guys,

Hernandez,

from Sasabe.

Boy, I gotta tell you something.

I'm smelling drugs here.

So why don't we.

Why don't we go to Sasabe and see if we can't

find this Hernandez?

You're talking about crossing the border, right?

Yeah.

Well, we don't have any jurisdiction there.

- You know that, right? - Uh uh.

Well, we're just gonna ask a few questions.

Hell, I mean, you know the area.

You got relatives from there, right?

Uh, yeah.

You know, it's clear to me why you got fired.

It's a long story. I wasn't fired.

Really? Anyway, let's go.

- You set? - I'm ready.

Come on, coot.

Vamos.

Thank you.

Look, I'm out.

I haven't been on the streets in over a month.

No, this isn't about you.

We want Lester Richards.

I have no idea where he is.

But you can tell us where to find him.

Find, Lester.

Look, we need you to put the word out that,

uh, you want back in his life.

When I told him I was leaving, he nearly

put me in the hospital.

Why would I want to find him?

Maria, Lester almost killed a friend of mine last week.

Look, that is not my problem.

It's not my problem if I help you.

It would just answer the body count.

Fine. Go on.

Go back to class. It's your problem.

Get out of my face.

Temple, come on, let's go.

You know, I made a deal with your boss

to stay out of trouble.

I'm keeping my end to the bargain.

Temple, come on.

And you think that exonerates you?

You're a hooker.

Your ex boyfriend's a murderer.

How many what haircuts and manicures do you think is going

to take to even scales, huh?

I don't owe anybody anything.

Someone gave me an opportunity to get out.

I'm out.

I'm not going back.

Yeah, well, something bothering me about this whole thing.

The four guys with the missing fingers are all picked up by

the same border patrol agents, Rivera and Andrews.

The same two guys.

Those were two of the cops that offered us beers.

- The other night. - Right.

And all of those guys, the four guys are found within

a five mile area, which tells me those border protection.

The patrol guys knew they were gonna be there.

You think?

Yeah.

I mean, it's all hooked up.

Right, right.

Father, I'm Steve.

I talk to you on the phone?

Ah yes, this is deputy Arturo...

Ortez.

They work for El Rey, the

[foreign language]

human trafficker.

Amongst other things.

drugs, prostitution.

El Rey practically owns the entire town.

He can do whatever he wants.

Nobody tries to stop him.

Everyone is too afraid.

Father, I'd like you to take a look at some photos, see if you

recognize any of these fellas.

Um.

See this one?

I know you seen him. Here.

Si?

Thank you.

Gracias.

You had a license number on that Bronco?

I sure did.

After the search, I pulled this painting from Stout's studio.

On first glance, it looks like any other impressionist

knockoff.

If you look at the brushstrokes here and here, you'll see

the shape of a paint splatter that doesn't match

the impressionist's style.

Is that blood?

I had the lab run a test.

Came back positive.

Matches Dixon Stouts.

We also found an easel with a blood spot in the corner

that matches Stouts.

I think somebody hit him in the head with it before he ever

came in contact with Brander.

If we can get prints, we can probably figure out

who hit him with it and push for second degree.

Right?

That's your excitement to get Brander to clear.

That's why I think we need to exhume the body and re examine

it for time of the injury.

I know I'm right.

You have to trust me.

You better be right.

She liked you.

I always thought you and the Chief would get

back together again.

Ella had optimism to spare.

I liked her, too.

Very much.

So he just left?

He didn't stay and fight for his job.

He didn't confront the mayor.

He just stopped being Jack Manion and left.

He made up his mind.

He wouldn't budge.

Oh, well, at least he hasn't morphed into a completely

different human being.

Where was he going?

Somewhere in Arizona.

He threw a dart.

Oh, Jack. You make things fun.

Well, well, well.

Hi.

I think I got something that belongs to you.

Would you like to tell us who did this to you?

Yeah. Easy, easy.

All right, all right, all right, all right, all right.

Under lift. All right, all right.

Want to say something, amigo?

No.

You should mind your own business.

Oye.

- There you go. - Good.

Thank you.

Maria made contact? She's in.

She's meeting Lester tomorrow night.

What'd you do, threaten to put her in jail?

Just took her by the vigil for Lester's latest victim.

Mm hmm.

Laid the old catholic guilt drip on her.

Good man.

It's going down at the Senator hotel?

Check that out. It's easy to control.

Easy.

Excuse me.

You think it's gonna be easy.

What, are you backing out now?

We're both backing out.

What are you talking about?

Operation Vendetta is over.

You and I gotta hand this information over to

robbery homicide and let them coordinate a takedown.

No.

- All right? - No.

This is my case.

He's taking this case from me.

You gotta stop playing vigilante and go back to being a cop.

What is your problem?

Me?

What the hell is your problem?

You gonna get this woman killed.

She's a big girl. She can't handle herself.

- She's a prostitute. - Oh, my bad.

Well, now that you've explained it to me, it

makes perfect sense that she should risk her life for you.

- What, are you on her side now? - No.

I just don't want to see you kiss your career goodbye

over some low life.

Go home.

Get some sleep.

Yes.

Chief Nolan, you're not gonna believe this.

I'm. I'm sorry.

I should have called.

Detective Regan, meet Vanessa Cavanaugh.

- Hi. - Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah, you're busy. I can come back.

No, no, no.

We were just talking about Chief Manion.

Which is what I assume you came here for.

Yes, but it's kind of confidential.

Oh, please. Pretend I'm not here.

I'm his ex wife.

Oh.

Oh,...

I guess you're the current. I mean.

Well, no, no, not exactly.

Oh, this is interesting.

Yes, it is.

Yeah, well, I agree.

And I'd love to have long talks.

Sometimes a really long talk.

Well, before you ladies get together, Miss Cavanaugh,

I assume you had something you wanted to show me.

Oh, right.

Listen.

Brander, I want you to listen to me.

No questions.

Stop what you're doing, get up right now and get out of there.

But, Chief, I can't leave right now.

Leave right now. Don't go home.

Find a place to stay.

- Stay put until you hear from me. - Why?

What's going on?

Now, listen to this part carefully.

Do what I say. Brander.

Get up now and get out of there.

Ferris, get me the mayor.

Chief Manion was still on the line.

It was Mannion's cell phone the attorney general was

tapping, not Brander's phone.

Why?

Was Jack under investigation?

No, I think this tap was started a long time ago.

A fishing expedition to get some dirt on Jack.

- The Chief? - Well, I'm not surprised.

He's been stepping on toes ever since he came to town.

Well, this is not the town to ignore politics

and follow your gut.

What town is for Jack? So what?

He's not a good boy.

He doesn't play ball, and they force him out?

That's right.

And if we can prove that.

We can kick some ass.

Miss Regan.

I'm in.

Miss Cavanaugh?

Let's go.

Wonderful.

The first thing you need to do is get rid of the muscle.

Tell Lester that you want to be alone.

And if he doesn't want to leave.

The way you're dressed, he'll lose him.

I'm sure you'll be very convincing.

You know, Lester's not stupid.

What if he figures out this is a setup?

He's not gonna have time to do anything.

Where's your partner?

Everything's gonna be fine, okay?

He's expecting me.

You have reached Detective Temple Page.

Big dog, where the hell you at?

I'll help you find him.

Yeah,...

He drew on you first.

Yeah,

we took a bad guy off the street.

We did our job.

Yeah.

I want to sleep with the baby tonight.

So what have we got?

Arizona and golf.

Not a lot to go on.

Well, it is if you know Jack Manion.

Okay.

We've got all the golf resorts in the state of Arizona.

Well, we can eliminate the obvious ones.

He wanted to lay low.

Right.

Well, what about there?

Are you kidding?

He would never pay green fees that high.

Okay, so that eliminates. There.

- There. - Mm hmm.

- And there. - Mm hmm.

Okay, we'll get small, out of the way, off the beaten path.

Now, how do we narrow that down?

Food.

Bring up the clubhouse menus.

You are good.

Continental cuisine with a hint of asian fusion.

Delete.

Spa creations for your light dining pleasure.

No way.

I'll try this one. Here.

Eh. The best chili dogs in Arizona.

Oh, bingo.

That's him. We got it.

What is that?

Okay, a small town called...

Douglas, Arizona.

You spend a little time in the sun, play a little golf

a week or two, what the hell could happen there?

Jack Manion, Chief of police in Washington, DC.

Used to be.

And what are you doing here?

Playing golf.

Not much golfing going on here.

Boy, you are telling me?

Why are you looking for these men?

One of them lost a finger, and I was trying to return it.

Wanted to return a finger?

You should have continued playing, Mr. Manion.

I wasn't playing that well.

The man you've been looking for, he tried to rip me off.

You see, sometimes the ones that carry cocaine from me want

to keep some for themselves.

Once, they're across the border.

They think they're safe, protected by the Americanos.

And they think they don't have to pay me.

Yeah, and they try to rip you off.

That's when you notify your border patrol guys and tell

them where those fellows are.

At they pick them up, and it's a win win, right?

And they lose a finger.

Well, the first time I take a finger, throw them back.

Second time, I take the life.

I'm a businessman, Mr. Manion.

I do what I have to do to survive.

No kidding.

Cut him up.

Back off. Put down that knife.

Right now. Put it down.

- Put it down. - Hold it right there.

- Put it down. - Put it down.

How'd you get that gun?

From the guy outside in the hallway.

What the hell took you so long?

I wanted to let you get Hernandez first.

Don't you move.

I got one thing to declare.

So you better go back to Washington.

No, thank you.

Good job.

Now I'm done being a cop.

You're lying.

I saw that look in your face.

What looks at?

When you were taking a padre across the border, you looked

like a kid in a candy store.

Did I?

You done?

Yeah.

So you dug that guy up.

And I was right.

He had what they call a contrecoup fracture.

A head trauma from earlier in the day.

That's what killed him.

Why didn't the coroner discover it the first time?

Because he saw what he believed to be

a legitimate cause of death.

There was no reason to keep looking.

Which means it wasn't your fault, Brander.

Least you could do is say thank you.

No, I appreciate it, Nance.

It's no matter what the truth is, I'm always

gonna be responsible for that man's death.

Okay.

Which led to the riots, which led to the Chief being fired.

It's done.

This is who I am now.

Here.

Free carpet cleaning. Okay.

Except on Sunday.

Still good.

Ow.

What did you do that for?

First it was my father, then Manion, and now you.

I am sick and tired of the men in my life giving up.

I focused on this young pro from Washington, DC.

Former police Chief, fired for no good reason.

His trusty carry, Cujo.

I said he selects a pitching wedge.

Little knockdown shot 115 yards to the hole.

Thank you, Cujo.

The entire gallery is quiet.

Quiet.

Now, is you ready?

Relaxing.

Laser club.

Delicately behind the wall.

Proper distance.

I think it's gonna be short.

You may get a bounce.

And someone from the gallery with an umbrella

is stepping up.

Huh.

Sherry.

Oh, dear.

Why am I not surprised?

Hi. Sherr.

Mm hmm.

What were you thinking about out there?

Thinking about life.

Oh, how zen of you.

I think I'm lost, Sherry.

Darn straight you are.

What's going on with you? You're leaving.

- You fall apart. - I didn't fall apart.

- You quit the MPD. - Didn't quit.

I was fired.

You need to go home.

Where the hell is home?

Home. You know, the place where you're wanted

for obstruction of justice and the attorney general

wants your head on a stick. You know.

You know, the place the mayor and his constituents think you

incited a citywide riot.

Washington.

Jack.

You're so beautiful.

No, I mean, you're the prettiest thing I've seen

since I've been here.

And no excuses.

And please, please do not use Ella Farmer as an excuse.

I know how much she meant to you.

I know the job would never be the same.

All the more reason to go back and fight them.

You know, if she was here, she would say the same thing.

You know I'm right.

What?

Don't do it.

Don't roll over.

Gosh,...

Kevin.

Hello.

I knew you couldn't go a whole week

without talking to me.

Don't say another word.

Just listen.

Now, I'm sorry, but this little golf sabbatical of yours is

really starting to wear on me.

I mean, so they have you on tape.

- Big deal. - Now, Cavanaugh, wait a minute.

Now, before you go blowing a gasket, which,

by the way, is motorcycle parlors.

Just shut up.

I've done some digging, and I think I found a way for you to

take that stupid little tape and throw it right back

- in their faces. - Cavy.

And get your job back. There.

You happy?

No. You probably aren't.

Because maybe you really have given up.

Maybe you're not the Jack Manion I thought I knew.

That Jack Manion was a fighter.

That Jack Manion was a pain in the ass.

That Jack Manion wouldn't go running off to the desert

when things got tough.

To put his head in the sand like.

Like some bird.

- An ostrich. - Ostrich?

Yeah. It's a strange bird.

You said it.

Have a nice vacation, Jack. Yeah, Cav.

Say hello to Sherry.

- She hung up on me. - Wow.

Vanessa must really like you.

I met her.

Really? Where?

In Washington, when I came looking for you.

We had a nice chat.

You did?

What'd you say?

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Hey, at least this one's not a redhead.

What do you mean?

Oh, don't try that on me.

You can fool other people, Jack.

You can't fool your ex wife.

I don't know, Vanessa

you know, Cavanaugh,

we're like oil and water.

We're not gonna mix.

Like you and me.

Start this bike up easy, Ryder.

I changed my mind.

This is gonna be very easy.

Not with you.

What's the plan, Jack?

I'm working on it.

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