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Officer Ben Sherman knew that it was against police policy...

...to get involved with a victim.

But he did it anyway.

Daddy, my car is ready.

Can I have a ride to the dealer?

- Lf you can wait one hour, sweetheart. - Fine. I'll be in my room.

- Just let me know when you're ready, okay? - Okay.

Hey!

Hey!

First officer secures the area, takes contact information of every person on the scene...

...for the detectives. - Remember you're the gatekeeper.

It's your responsibility to safeguard evidence.

Now, I don't care who the hell it is...

...nobody gets in unless they have a legitimate purpose.

O.J. Would be on death row if those guys hadn't fucked it up.

I thought tempered glass was shatterproof.

Not when you whack it at full speed. Check the perimeter.

- Find how these guys got in. Sure.

Nobody gets in unless they have a legitimate purpose. Go.

I was downstairs, they taped me up. I was terrified.

Daisy was upstairs. I had no idea what was happening.

Does your insurance have serial numbers, photos on the jewelry?

Most of it.

Honey, I'm just so happy that you're all right.

- You always keep your garage door open? What?

Your garage.

I usually remember. - All the windows and doors are secure.

Probably came right in through the garage, entered the house through laundry room.

Yeah. Gonna need the contact information and numbers of your security company.

- Also insurance agent. Daisy can get you anything.

- No, I'm going with you. No, no, no, honey. You stay here.

I need you to stay here and take care of things, okay? Thank you.

Let it go. - No.

Not right now. - I gotta answer.

Later. - No, no, no. I have to answer it.

I gotta go.

- Is it your mother? She okay? - It's work.

- Can you help me out with this? - Yeah.

Another excuse to put your hands on me?

There you go.

I swear, Bel-Air must have a direct line to the police chief.

Security company numbers, gardeners, maids, handymen.

Anybody who may have had access to the house.

Ben.

Daisy, hey.

This is...

This is so weird.

That... That... Why are you here?

I'm really glad that it's you, but this is...

You're a cop?

Yeah. - Oh, my...

Just like...

You okay? You okay?

This is crazy.

I mean, I thought New York was scary.

Did you move to New York?

Yeah, five years ago.

My mom wanted to move there when she and my dad split up.

I noticed you weren't around.

You did?

You, uh... You talk to Jenna?

- No. - No.

No. Turns out we didn't have so much in common.

Me neither.

It took you long enough to figure that one out.

What can I say, I'm loyal.

Another home invasion. The suspects hit the place...

...while father and daughter were home. - Ballsy.

- Any serious injuries? - Nothing life-threatening.

Ugh. - What's the problem?

Well, you called us in on our day off. I just figured it must've been a homicide.

That's what we're trying to avoid.

Gotta catch these guys before things get out of hand.

So we can't get overtime to work homicide cases...

...but now, suddenly there's money to fund Bel-Air break-ins.

- The residents here don't feel safe. - The residents in South Central don't either.

These residents don't just bitch.

They invite the chief of police over for cocktails.

How convenient to have money.

Detectives are here.

How you doing? Cool if I take your picture?

Yeah. - Okay, thanks.

That's good.

Excuse me.

Hey, you're that cop, right?

Yep.

You wanna get high?

No, I don't wanna get high.

You just bought something.

So you think I'd risk a $90,000-a-year job, my pension and my belief system for you?

Now, get away from me...

...before I bring a whole barrel of ass whooping down on your head.

Described as a white male in his 30s, armed with a box cutter.

I'd like to turn the floor over to Adams and Clarke.

- Where's your partner? - Called in sick again.

Good morning.

There have been a string of home invasions on the Westside.

Until now, the suspects have only hit unoccupied residences.

That changed yesterday.

A father and daughter were attacked and duct-taped...

...in the 10,000 block of Bel Air Road.

There were two male suspects, the age and race unknown...

...and there was no vehicle identified.

It's a sophisticated crew.

They're targeting homes and high-end jewelry.

Harry Winston, Cartier, Bulgari, among others.

So we need your help.

Check with your informants. If you hear anything about fencing...

...or any other talk, give us a call, all right? Thanks.

Last but not the least this morning...

...the department psychologist, Dr. Merrill Matthews.

Thank you. Good morning.

I'm here to tell you about a book that is being made available...

...to members of the department.

It's called Looking Inward: Spiritual Survival for Law Enforcement.

This book deals in very real terms with the difficulties...

...that many officers face at one time or another.

Social isolation, marital problems, addiction, both substance and sexual. L...

Anyway, I have given several copies to your sergeant...

...and I would highly recommend that each one of you take a look.

Thanks very much.

What are you thinking? Might be gang ties?

And when is not?

Well, I don't think its gang related.

I've worked in Gangs for two years, they're getting smarter all the time.

It can't just be dumb luck that every place they happen to hit is a jewelry jackpot.

I don't know. Isn't that a prerequisite for living in that zip code?

Got a problem with the Westside? Because I like it. I think the air's cleaner.

- And the people are whiter. - True that.

Hey, did you guys check out the pawnshop detail yet?

No. Next stop. - Excuse me.

Yeah. Okay.

See you. See you guys.

- Hello? - Twenty-five hundred square feet...

...with beams and wood and windows, tons of light.

It's close to your work and to mine.

We're not buying a loft downtown, Tammi.

You said that we'd need more space for kids.

- You said it would be a good time to buy. - Go to a window.

- Why? - Just do it. Go to a window.

Are you in front of a window?

Yeah, I am next to an enormous, beautiful window. Yes.

What do you see? Do you see a school?

A supermarket? Do you see a newsstand?

No, you do not. You see homeless people, junkies and concrete.

I hate where we live. It's killing me creatively.

Creatively.

Tammi?

That Kimmy? You're looking at her Facebook page?

Yeah, she's got over a hundred so-called friends.

I tell you, it's an abuse of the word.

Wait. You're Stacy from the OC? "I'm 16 and I love to party. "

You're kidding me, right? Sal, you can't spy on her like this.

Like hell I can't.

You're pretending to be somebody you're not.

Right. Like this 17-year-old kid named Dirk actually drives a Porsche.

- You're invading her privacy. - You know what, Sammy?

When you get a kid that's Kimmy's age, talk all you want.

Until then, leave me alone, all right?

Legit jewelers here melt the gold down, reset the gems, voil�, new jewelry.

Do we know who's doing that these days?

No. They usually don't hang out a sign.

- How many jewelers are there in the city? - Over a thousand.

Wear comfortable shoes.

10868, Code 6, in Smith 3532.

So you grew up around here?

Bellagio and Stone Canyon.

- Still got people there? - Just my mom.

Does she live alone?

Gotta stop by after watch, make sure she sets her alarm.

She's a little dippy that way.

We can stop by now.

- Uh... Yeah, that'd be great. - Okay.

She's gonna ask you the same questions I did, okay?

There's nothing to be nervous about.

That's easy for you to say. You're not living out of a suitcase.

It'll be over soon.

And where are we supposed to go? The gangsters have shot up our house.

Mrs. Johnson. What?

Would you mind joining me outside, please?

Thank you.

So, Janila, do you know why you're here today?

Yeah.

You want me to tell you what I saw the day that boy got shot.

That's right.

Hi, Daisy. - Hi.

Thanks for agreeing to see us again. - Sure.

You able to find those insurance records?

Yeah, they're all right here.

I'm not sure if you can see this...

...but it's a necklace my dad had made for my 18th birthday.

- Were there any recent purchases? I don't know.

- I mean, my dad likes watches. Okay.

That's a great start.

How's your father doing?

He's coming home in a couple of days. It's so strange being here without him.

Yeah. It's hard to feel safe when you're alone...

...but things will get better.

You'll be okay.

Thank you.

Her grandmother knows that's the Marta Ruiz gang after her kid?

You want her to testify or not?

I think she has a right to know who's coming after her grandchild, don't you?

Doesn't work that way and you know it.

Too late for me to get adopted?

All right.

Do you wanna come in?

No, I got a call to make first.

Eleven, go. Tom 32 channel...

Hey, I'm gonna need you to get me some more.

I can't, John.

You... You gotta come through for me, Laur.

Look, they are really starting to crack down around here. I could lose my job.

Just one last time.

I can't anymore, John. I'm sorry.

Mom, why is the door open?

- Wait, don't get up. Don't... - Mom?

Shh. Slumber down.

Oh, hi, sweetheart. - Hello, Ben.

What the hell is he doing here?

I guess you won't be getting any hugs, huh?

- Leave. - Leave? I bought this house.

Honey. Honey, please. - I said get out. He has no right to be here.

- Looking sharp. Sweetheart, calm...

- Get out. - Blind me with that badge.

Sweetheart. - Get out.

What? What are you gonna do? - Get the fuck out!

What...? - Oh, my God.

Hey, hey, hey! Oh, God.

- Are you okay? Yeah.

I'm fine. I'm... I'm... Fuck.

How much longer do I have to wait?

It depends on how it goes with the other witnesses.

- I thought she was the only one. - No, she's our only eyewitness.

I'm bored.

You just gotta hang in there a little while longer, okay?

What you're doing, it's important, Janila. It's real important.

- Okay. - That's my girl.

Blew it up.

So you have no record of recent sales to any of these individuals right here?

- Not that I recall. - Well, according to Mr. Milliard's records...

...he purchased a necklace from you within the last year.

- That's possible. - Can we look at your sales receipts?

- Not without a warrant. - What? Do you have something to hide?

No, but in my business, privacy is paramount.

Customers are buying for wives, girlfriends, significant others...

...I can't afford to breach a confidence.

You, uh... You wanna talk about what happened?

You're kidding, right?

You wanna talk about my problems.

I figure I'm gonna keep you from killing your old man.

Yeah? What were you doing in that bathroom?

Sweating and nervous.

- Practically jumping out of your skin. - Look, I have a bad back, okay?

Go see a doctor.

Yeah, and get it reported to the department?

Look, I experience pain every once in a while, okay?

I'm not gonna bitch about it and I'm not desked over it. It's not a big deal.

Dealing with it.

Why do you always grab the keys? What is that, like, a guy thing?

- You drive? - I haven't in a week.

- You want me to pull over? - No.

Hey, it's me. Just thinking about you.

Give me a call when you get a chance, okay? Bye.

Gonna be another 45 minutes then she'll get you in.

- I just spoke with the prosecutor. Grandma, do you want anything?

You want something? My treat. No.

- Here you go. Thank you.

Look at this.

Tammi won't stop sending pictures of this loft downtown.

- That's a lot of money, man. - No kidding, right?

I mean, it's ridiculous. Look at this one.

Down! Get down! Get down!

So you sold to Mrs. Milliard?

I did when she was married to Mr. Milliard.

After they got divorced, the jewelry buying stopped.

- You ever sell to these individuals here? - They got things stolen too?

Look at this list please.

Doesn't look familiar.

- I could check my records. - Could you?

- Of course. - Thank you.

Excuse me. How much does something like this go for?

Thirty thousand. That's art deco, platinum, diamonds and sapphires.

- You shopping for someone in particular? - No, just curious.

So how many employees do you have?

Mostly it's just me.

- I have two sales associates and a setter. - Do they have access to your database?

Honey, it's the information age.

Everyone has access to everything.

- This has got to end, kid. - Don't call me kid.

So I don't have any rights?

I've forfeited all rights as a father.

Why so much anger?

You ruined her life once. Remember?

Now you wanna do it again?

I was just bringing a little weed, we had some laughs...

...we act like a couple of teenagers. - I'm moved to tears.

My liver's shot.

You're unbelievable.

- Is that supposed to make me feel guilty? - No, no.

I just didn't want you to have to regret it later.

Night.

Sammy.

Car was stolen yesterday in Echo Park.

Patrol unit found it in the lot at Union Station.

Marta thinks she can do a drive-by and get away with it?

She'll whack the president to get her kid out of jail.

Local newscasters are all over this, man.

Sal's getting 20 calls an hour from Parker Center.

You'll have to call DCFS. Get her into foster care.

She needs protective custody.

Marta's not gonna stop till her boys takes her out.

She will be safe in custody.

They just tried to kill her in front of the fucking courthouse.

I'm not putting her through the system.

She can stay with me.

You're not her legal guardian.

I will be after I speak with her grandmother.

Tammi? This is us. - Why do you live way out here?

Now you sound like my wife.

- Did you tell her about me? - I didn't, but I will. And she'll be cool.

That's Richter. Richter.

He's not supposed to be up on the couch, but I can't... You cool with dogs?

- Yeah. - Tammi?

Hey.

Is Jimmy there?

Look, just tell the scumbag to come to the damn phone, all right?

No...

No. No, no. I don't wanna leave a message.

I scheduled an appointment with Dr. Milan for next week.

You wanna do in vitro again?

You know, we're paying off the last one.

So you wanna just give up?

No, we tried it, Dina. Over and over again.

So, what are you gonna do? Trade me in for someone with fresher eggs?

I'm not a fool, Russell.

You're in love with her, aren't you?

Who? - That teacher.

You just got it all figured out, huh?

- Admit it. - Why?

So that you can post it on your blog?

You need to leave, Russell.

- What? - Leave.

Please, just leave.

Hey.

Hey.

I found your address in the phone book.

You think that's a good idea for a police officer?

No, no. Have to change that. Come on in.

Thank you.

My house is freaking me out.

You know, every time I close my eyes, I see that guy with the gun.

Yeah.

Can I get you something? Water, coffee?

Yeah, water would be great. - Water?

Why did we never hook up? - Uh...

- Because I was seeing your best friend. - Oh, that.

Yeah, that.

Did you always wanna be a cop?

Even in high school?

No. What about you? You play the guitar?

- Yup. Yeah, and I write music. - Yeah?

Yeah. That's why I went to New York.

It didn't work out.

I'm glad you're back.

Yeah, me too.

You look tired.

- I mean, you look great, but you know... - Well, I haven't slept...

...in two days so... All those noises at the house.

That's natural.

I'm exhausted.

Why don't you crash here? You take my bed. I'll sleep on the couch.

- Really? - Mm-hm.

Thank you.

Okay.

Sorry, it's a...

I wasn't expecting company.

Go ahead. Sit down.

Make yourself at home.

Thanks.

I'll be right there so...

...if you need anything just...

- Okay? - Wait, no.

Stay with me.

Please?

I don't wanna be alone.

It's understandable considering the way you've been acting lately.

Oh, okay. You got a new boyfriend, you're an expert on relationships now.

You really don't get it.

What don't I get, Lydia?

Russell, you can stay here tonight...

...but tomorrow go home and make it right.

No, it's over.

It's over.

You could still come home and apologize.

I'm not going back.

You're not staying here forever.

No, I got it worked out.

Bobby... You know Bobby.

You know, he found me a place.

And it's a client who wants on-site security...

...so I'm just gonna stay in the guy's guest house.

Can I have one of your beers?

All right. How are we gonna catch these guys?

What do we have so far?

Well...

...not much.

In order for them not to stand out in those neighborhoods...

...they gotta be driving some kind of commercial van or truck.

Right.

- And they're only hitting wealthy homes. Right.

Homes that are gated estates, hidden from the streets.

So how are they getting in the gates?

I guess they're using, what, like, some universal remote or something?

Sure. They sell those on the Internet. They wear workman's clothes...

...and masks and gloves.

In the composer's house, they went through the garage.

A few of the others, they just pushed in the door.

Right. And in that one, they went through the second story. They used a ladder.

So, what are we talking, three guys at least?

One in the car, one supporting the ladder...

- ... and then one making the entry. - Okay.

They know what they're looking for. High-end jewelry.

And they don't care if there's anyone home.

Come on. Come in now. Don't miss nothing.

Excuse me. I'm gonna go check on the kids.

- And don't let her drink all my wine. All right.

Hurry up.

Check the purse.

For our anniversary, he had my wedding ring reset.

Nice.

Wait. Let's go.

Hey!

I am fielding calls from the city council, from the media, from the mayor.

They want answers. And you know what? I want answers too.

Look, we're gonna solve this case, but not because we're getting spanked.

You wanted a homicide, detective. Now you got one.

Where's the body?

- What'd they leave behind? - Left in a hurry.

Ladder's still at the window. Dusting for prints.

Recover any slugs?

Pulled a. 45 out of the wall, pierced the guy's heart.

Got another call. They're dropping like flies. Got another homicide, 10 blocks away.

It's temporary, Tammi.

Really? So you're gonna move her in just like that? Don't wanna ask me first?

You're the one who always says how much you love kids.

Richter loves her. Look at him.

- Where's she gonna go to school? - Don't know.

- How's she gonna get there? - I don't know.

Guess I'll drive her.

I am an outcast here, Sammy. Imagine how it's gonna be for her.

Look, she's a good kid.

She needs a safe, stable place to stay for a few days.

So, what do we have?

Female, white, 40s, slug to the back of the neck.

Neighbor called it in.

Do we have a name?

Lana Schmidt.

You know her?

Yeah, that's one of the jewelers we interviewed yesterday.

They also took the safe.

Tape them so it's usable.

Any signs of a struggle or injuries to her body?

Not that I can tell. But there is a hole in her septum.

Probably from a cocaine problem. A heavy cocaine problem.

So all our victims purchased jewelry from the deceased within the last year.

- Including Mr. Milliard? - Yes.

That necklace for the daughter.

Jeweler must have got in over her head and started trading customers for coke.

Wait. Right there. That white van.

Six-boy-2-8-9-David-6.

You really think these idiots were stupid enough to use their own van?

They were stupid enough to drive into a garage with a security camera.

Yeah. Here. I'll run it.

The tags are expired on this thing. The address is no good.

The owner's an 80-year-old woman, right? Could be her grandson or nephew.

Yeah, or she's too old to notice it's gone.

What's the address again? - 2926. Should be right up here.

Bingo.

One-king-53, requesting assistance at 2926 Euclid in Boyle Heights...

...with 187 suspects. Five-0.

He's going. He's going.

One-king-53 in pursuit of a white van, 6-boy-2-8-9-David-6...

...going southbound on the alley west of Euclid, off on Guirado.

Two other suspects on foot.

Three- 12-9-Chelsea insisting, requesting backup northbound west.

Relax and enjoy the ride.

White van. I got a white van. Here it goes, here it goes.

Air 11 's on pursuit. Eastbound, they're coming up to the overpass.

I'm gonna lose him, guys.

And he's back now, westbound.

Suspects continuing westbound on Whittier.

There he goes. Right turn. He's gonna be northbound on Camulos.

Back up! Back up! Now!

He's northbound on the street Orme.

Continuing eastbound Guirado Street, past Evergreen.

He's moving.

- He's not stopping. He's not stopping. - Let's go.

That's right. Clear right.

Now, gentlemen, coming up to Fresno and...

Dead end at Fresno. He's slowing down. Get ready for a bail.

I got officers on foot pursuit. It's gonna be south eastbound.

Stay down! Stay down!

I got a male, black, wearing black over black.

Heads up.

- Stop fighting! Ah!

I'd say we got a code four in cuffs. Did you see that?

Get him up. Stand up.

Come on. Come on. Stand up.

There's no loyalty amongst thieves.

He folded before I had my second cup of coffee.

What deal did you make? I didn't have to make one.

He gave up his boys because they left him holding the bag.

Hey, Lydia. Remember my witness, Janila?

Yeah.

There was a shooting yesterday and her grandmother took a bullet.

- Is she okay? Yeah. Yeah.

She's tough.

While she's recuperating, Sammy's kind of playing daddy dearest.

She's living with you?

Yeah. I didn't wanna, you know, let her go through the system.

I know the feeling.

Anyway, I don't know how much longer I can take care of her.

My wife's not too happy with the arrangement.

I got it, Sammy.

If you get into any trouble, just give me a call.

You know, my mom's out of town and I've got the space.

Thanks.

Thanks, guys.

Hey, Mom, what is it with you? You left the door open again.

I did?

Yeah, you did.

Jeez, I'm sorry.

Will you relax?

There's a lot of bad people out there. I see it every day.

Oh, how sad for you, sweetheart.

You gotta protect yourself, Mom.

From what?

You want me to go into detail?

Why are you seeing him again?

Why are you letting him back?

Can we just hang out and not argue?

Please?

Yeah, sure. You wanna smoke a joint?

For God's sakes, we did it a couple of times. So what?

- You're so uptight. - I'm...

I'm uptight?

Yes, you are.

What kind of life can you have if you close every door?

- Hey. - Hey.

Stranger.

I thought I'd stop by and maybe we could go to dinner.

I can't.

Well, how about tomorrow?

Yeah, I don't think so.

What's going on?

Lydia, I don't think this is gonna work.

Look, I been wrestling with this. You know, I even went to see my pastor.

And I tried. I just can't get past the fact that, you know, that you lied.

Lydia, you lied about being a cop.

- Are you serious? - Yeah, I mean...

I mean, how can you start a relationship...

...based on a lie?

Well, you knew that before we slept together.

Did you tell your pastor that?

Dry.

Sorry about last time.

I should've known coke wasn't your thing.

It's pharmaceuticals, right?

Get out of here.