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(announcer) � Previously on Lincoln Heights...

Couple of model citizens � we got here.

[tires screeching] � Run!

Ah!

I see big things happening for � my people in Lincoln Heights.

You must be Bishop.

The new boss man.

I'm just a businessman � trying to do what's right.

If I find out you had � anything to do

with putting my partner � in the hospital,

you will be out � of business.

Understand?

Got a new partner � for you.

Are you kidding?

Who took my phone � off the charger?

I did. � I need to charge my phone.

Now I have to wait for it � to charge back up.

[screaming]

Nobody was supposed � to be home!

Nobody was. � She came back.

What are you gonna do to me?

If you hurt my daughter, � I'll find you.

Whatever hole you crawl into, � I'll find you.

You understand me?

I will kill you � if you don't tell me

where my daughter is!

I'm here, Daddy. � I'm okay.

[hip-hop music]

�� ��

(Jenn) � Yes, it's for sale,

but we are not having � an open house.

Now's not a good time. � Can we talk about this later?

Okay.

(Eddie) � Good morning, family!

I'll see you tonight.

Where are you headed � so early?

Lund's coming back today.

Some of the guys have � a surprise planned for him.

What about Principal Jeffers' � message?

You said we'd talk � about that...

as a family.

Right, the psychiatrist thing.

Lizzie's gonna see � a psychiatrist?

No, Lizzie's not gonna see � a psychiatrist.

He is not a psychiatrist. � He is a crisis counselor.

Like the one I saw � after the bodega robbery?

[phone rings] � He works with students � after tragic events.

School shootings, suicides-- � Hello?

No, we are not having � an open house.

Mom, I was kidnapped.

I wasn't shot � and I'm not suicidal.

I don't need some stranger � telling me I'm crazy!

Okay.

I know this is hard for you,

but your father and I � are gonna meet

with this counselor � before you two ever meet.

Everything's going to be okay.

Right, Eddie?

How can they postpone � my release date again, huh?

I was supposed to be outta here � and working today, Eddie!

Not two weeks from now.

Doctor said you don't have � full mobility.

The leg's fine. � It's been fine.

Ow.

Hey, hey, just-- � Hey, I got it!

Why don't you just enjoy � the rest while you can?

I'll come over after watch.

We'll hang out, � catch some games.

Your leg's gonna heal.

I'll be with you � every step of the way.

I'm gonna hold you to that.

(Jenn) � Eddie!

Yeah? � Yeah.

Yeah, we're gonna talk � to the shrink.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Look, I gotta go, � all right?

Hey, Lizzie. � I don't think you're crazy.

[school bell rings]

Please.

So the good news is � I've read Lizzie's transcript.

Looks like, uh, you've raised

a bright, � well-adjusted young lady.

Thank you.

On the other hand, � I'd like to evaluate

Lizzie's entire emotional � environment

before I can make � a final determination.

And how can you do that?

I'd like to meet � with each member of your family

just to get a full picture � of what we're dealing with.

Come on, I deal with � post-traumatic stress victims

on my job.

Lizzie has none � of those symptoms.

Are you sure about that?

Sometimes children hide � their pain

to save their parents � any feelings of concern.

Look, I know my daughter.

If there were any effects � from her kidnapping,

my wife and I would've noticed.

Now you can tell the principal

Lizzie will be at school � on Monday.

I'm sorry. � I thought you understood.

The decision to let Lizzie � come back

isn't just an issue � of mental health.

It's also a question � of liability.

What liability?

In case Lizzie hurts someone.

Look, that's insane. � Lizzie's not gonna--

Maybe not intentionally.

But say she accidentally slams � a locker door

on some kid's finger.

So?

Kid's family finds out � Lizzie was a trauma victim,

then they find out we allowed � her to come back

without a full psych work-up.

Juries have a word � for that, Officer Sutton.

It's called negligence. � I see.

This is about money.

No.

It's about making sure

your daughter � gets the help she needs.

You can refuse treatment � if you like.

You can bring Lizzie to school � Monday morning.

But without my approval,

she won't even make it � as far as homeroom.

�� The city never sleeps ��

�� You gotta live � to your own beat ��

�� So easy come � and easy go ��

�� ��

What are the suits � doing here?

What the hell's � going on?

I don't know.

I thought you transferred � back to the one-three.

Hey, got a call from my CO.

He asked me to check in here � for a few more days.

Any idea why?

Lieutenant's supposed � to fill me in.

Eddie!

Hey, Eddie.

Heard your wife was � coming back today.

How is Lund?

So that's the cake.

That's it. � Pretty good, huh?

Yeah, Hodges. � Real sensitive.

Sutton, Sandoval.

Hey, Lieutenant.

What's up, Lieutenant. � Hey, Lieutenant.

Congratulations � on the promotion.

Mmm. � Yeah, thanks.

Listen, Eddie. � Have you heard from Lund lately?

No, not since he left � the hospital two weeks ago.

Well, that's a long time.

I called him a couple times.

Never got back to me.

Frankly, my family's been � the priority.

Right, Lizzie's kidnapping. � How is she holding up?

She's fine.

Good.

So where's Lund?

He's gonna be late � to his own party.

These are phone messages � from the department therapist.

Turns out he's missed his last � six physio sessions.

You call his apartment?

Yeah, and his cell phone.

We even sent � a black and white.

We thought you might know � where he'd be.

No, when he didn't � get back to me,

I thought � he was home relaxing.

Well, I hate to say this,

but if he doesn't report � in today,

we're going to have � to consider him

a missing person.

Meantime, � I'm gonna need you two

to keep working together.

All right.

Hey, Lizzie.

What are you doing � sneaking up on me like that?

I wasn't sneaking up.

I wanted to see if you wanted � to play video games.

No, I don't wanna play any � of your stupid video games.

Sorry. � I didn't mean to scare you.

He hasn't checked in � since the 13th?

Yeah, ma'am, I'll hold.

Any word on Lund?

I've put in calls to his doctor, � his father--

I even talked to his ex-wife. � Nobody's heard anything.

Don't worry. � We'll find him.

Yeah.

Sutton, Sandoval.

Traffic collision over � on Springdale.

Possible road rage.

All right. � We're on it.

How's he doing?

Who, Eddie? � Seems okay.

Do me a favor? � Just keep an eye on him.

Yeah, sure thing.

Yeah, we can do that. � That's very cute.

(Eddie) � Hello, Jenn? � You home?

Yeah, in here, Eddie.

That's my husband.

Oh.

Officer Sutton. � Kitty.

Kitty Baxter. � Mission Vista Realty.

She saw the "for sale" sign � on the front lawn.

Wasn't so much the "for sale" � that got my attention

as the "for sale" by owner.

She thinks � she can sell the house

for more money � than we can.

There are four little letters

you never, ever, ever � want your buyer to see.

Do you know � what those letters are?

FSBO.

For sale by owner.

Did you know � the average FSBO goes

for 10% � below market value?

10%, Eddie.

That's more than the cost � of her commission.

Then there's the issue � of qualified buyers.

I mean, this neighborhood � has potential,

but Lord knows it isn't � for everyone.

I mean, � it takes a special family

to see the good � in a place like this.

A family who's willing � to endure a little sacrifice.

Lady, you have no idea

the sacrifices we've made � to live here.

Oh, no, no, I can see � all the work that you've done.

The new paint, woodwork,

state-of-the-art � security system.

You are sitting on � a mountain of equity.

Oh, that's why you think � we're leaving?

Clearly, my husband and I � are gonna need some time

to discuss this.

Of course. � I'm sorry.

Yes, of course.

You just got home. � Yeah, all right.

Here's my card. � Take all the time you need.

And I hope to hear from you.

Thank you. � Okay.

Not that woman. � She just doesn't get it.

Eddie-- � No.

Thanks for the ride. � No problem.

I think it's a good thing � you did,

seeing your sister's � crisis counselor.

Even if I had to spend � the entire afternoon

in junior high?

You're here now. � That's all that matters.

[rock song on radio]

Ooh, wait.

I love this song.

You know what? � This could be our song.

What are you talking about, � Charles?

This is not that type of song. � Why not?

Because there's nothing romantic � about it.

It's raunchy.

Besides, don't you have � to officially be a couple

before you can have a song?

Now can it be our song?

Charles, this will never, � ever be our song.

�� Straight to the heart ��

�� Yeah, you gimme that shot ��

�� Straight to the heart ��

�� Yeah you gimme that shot �� ��

It's a good idea, Eddie.

I don't like her. � She's too pushy.

You know, � if I didn't know you better,

I would say that � you didn't really wanna move.

Have you forgotten � who put that sign out front?

We can pack up the kids and go, � Jenn.

We can move into a motel � tonight.

But that woman � is not selling this house.

Fine. � I will find another agent.

But I am not doing this alone. � We made enough mistakes already.

Now what's that supposed � to mean?

Eddie, you have to admit � your decision to move back here

hasn't exactly gone � according to plan.

Oh, so now you're blaming � Lizzie's kidnapping on me?

Suddenly, it's all my fault?

Okay, of course not.

Eddie, what is going on � with you?

Look, I wanted to tell you � when I got home.

I got some more bad news � today.

It's about Lund.

[muttering]

Keep an eye on him.

[knocking]

Just wanted to see � where you are on Lund.

Hey, Eddie.

You know narcotics detectives � Park and Washburn.

Eddie and his partner � helped us put down that meth lab

over on Sixth � a few months back.

It was more than just meth.

We found a stash of oxycontin � in the back room.

Couple thousand units � if I recall.

Why? � What's going on?

We were about to ask you � the same thing.

We hear you've been asking � a lot of questions about Lund.

So?

We need to know.

Was your partner having � any money problems lately?

No.

Where you getting that?

You sure?

I know my partner.

Then you'd know where he'd go

if he wanted to get away � for a while.

Look, I didn't come here � to play games.

Why don't you just tell me � what's going on?

We'll be in touch...

if we have any more questions.

What was that about?

Not at liberty to say.

Lieutenant, � you know as well as I do,

Lund would never � get himself caught up

in anything crooked. � Sure about that?

Damn right, I am.

Look, Eddie, I don't know

what he told you about me, � and I don't care.

But I was partners with Lund � a lot longer than you.

You don't know him � the way I do.

Why don't you fill me in? � Just take my word for it.

Let's say you're right.

Narcotics brings him in, � it's gonna be a media circus.

I been here two weeks,

and now I gotta deal with � a dirty cop in my command?

Look, I'm trying � to help you out here,

but you're not giving me � anything to work with.

Believe me, � there's nothing I'd rather do

than show you the evidence � against Lund.

But you can't.

That's right.

So don't ask.

[sighing] � Ah, Lund.

What happened in there? � Nothing.

It's about Lund, � isn't it?

Leave it alone, Delilah.

Narc squad shows up asking � a bunch of questions.

Doesn't take Einstein � to figure out

something's going on.

They think he's dirty.

I have to find him � before they do.

Okay. � Then let's find him.

All right.

So I guess, uh, � you know why you're here?

To talk about � Lizzie's kidnapping.

Is that something you feel � comfortable talking about?

Not like I have a choice.

Fair enough.

How are things going � at home?

I don't know.

You don't know?

My mom and dad � are selling the house,

Lizzie barely talks � to me anymore,

and Cassie's always off � with her boyfriend.

And you're okay � with all that?

Sure. � Nobody's buggin' me.

You don't feel a little bit � like, um, you're in limbo?

What's a limbo?

It's like another plane � of existence.

I don't get it.

You ever see Superman II?

You know how the bad guys

are stuck in � the phantom zone?

Nobody can see 'em or hear 'em. � It's like they don't exist.

Yeah.

That's limbo.

So why isn't Lizzie talking � to you?

We got in a fight the day � she was kidnapped.

I guess she's still mad.

Do you remember � what it was about?

I unplugged her stupid � cell phone.

Girls.

Tell me about it.

Charles?

Charles!

Sonya?

What are you doing here?

I thought you were supposed � to be in San Diego.

I drove up to see you.

Why?

What do you mean, "why?"

I'm your girlfriend.

Yeah, about that.

We need to talk.

You're not happy � to see me?

This isn't really a good time. � I have to get home.

Hop in. � I'll give you a ride.

[light jazzy music]

�� ��

Talked to Lund's landlord.

I think I can get him � to let us in.

I got a better idea.

That file?

It's their whole case � on Lund.

Narcotics' complete � investigation.

There's gotta be a name � in there.

Someone who can tell us � something.

You know how to use � one of these?

It's a cell phone.

Oh, you are so old school.

Sorry. � No problem.

Tea drinker, huh?

Uh, yeah.

You like tea?

Not even a little.

Maybe we should meet � after work

and talk about our mutual � disinterest in hot beverages.

Who says we have � to talk at all?

Ooh! � Ooh.

Sorry. � My bad.

Nice phone, Sutton.

Did you get a matching � pair of shoes with that?

Hey, Park.

Your wife called.

Said she wants you � to pick up some tampons

on the way home.

You're married?

You're a real jackass, � you know that?

Lizzie Sutton.

It's a pleasure � to finally meet you.

Mind if I call you Lizzie?

Whatever.

So...

How are you feeling � these days?

Fine.

Refresh my memory.

How long ago � was the kidnapping?

Two weeks ago.

And you're fine.

Yes.

That's remarkable, � don't you think?

How should I know?

I'm just saying. � If it was me, I'd be a mess.

Well, maybe I'm different � from you.

I have no doubt.

So why were you so scared � when I walked in?

I wasn't scared. � Really?

'Cause one minute, your posture � was all cool and laid-back.

The next, � it was like Fort Knox.

Okay, you startled me... � a little.

Lizzie, I want you � to come back to school

as much as � you wanna be there.

But here's the thing.

I can't let you go back.

Not until you can talk � about what happened

without it scaring the hell � out of you.

Think that's something � you might wanna do?

Oh!

Agh! � Where's Jenkins?

What do you want? � I didn't do nothing.

Well, if you � didn't do nothing,

then why did narcotics � have you down in their files

as a snitch?

What's this?

Those are prescription.

I told those other cops � I'm clean.

Well, those cops didn't get � to know you

the way we're going to.

You're going away, Buzz. � Auf Wiedersehen, good-bye.

I ain't saying nothing. � Ah!

Where's my partner?

Who the hell is that-- � Ah!

My partner. � Now!

We know you were there � the night that Lund

sold that load � of oxy to your buddies.

Lund's your partner?

No wonder he couldn't stomach � the force,

what with all the blacks � and spics wearing the uniform.

You better gimme a location � or so help me,

I'll rip your head off.

Eddie, put the gun down.

Start talking! � Talk!

Eddie.

I don't know anything, man. � I just saw him that one time.

Agh!

Eddie, what are you doing?

Say something! � All right. � I don't know where he is.

But I can put you in touch � with his brother.

What are you talking about? � Lund doesn't have a brother.

(Buzz) � I'm telling the truth, man.

He's old school � Anglo Brotherhood.

He's doing a dime up � in state pen.

Maybe he can � tell you something.

You better not be lying.

I'm not, man. � I swear.

Come on.

Get your butt � out of here.

Hey, I'm talking to you!

You wanna tell me what the hell � you were thinking out there?

He was a criminal. � So what?

That makes it okay � for you to beat him?

I didn't beat him.

I got a clean record, Eddie.

And the last thing I need � in my jacket

is a complaint � of excessive force.

We got the information on Lund, � didn't we?

So what?

Look, I know the guy's � your partner.

But come on!

He's a loner, � he's vaguely racist.

The man's � a walking question mark.

Wouldn't be the first time � a cop went over the fence.

Look, you're not hearing me. � Lund's clean.

If he were dealing drugs, � I would know about it.

So I don't wanna hear � another word about it!

And if you don't like it,

you're free to go work � with someone else.

Fine!

And then the police broke � through the door,

and my dad caught � the other kidnapper.

You must've been scared.

You think?

Talk to me about that.

How did it make you feel � to know

that you might not make it out � of there alive?

I don't know.

[somber music]

�� ��

You know what? � One of the kidnappers is dead.

The other one's in jail.

They got what they deserve.

You sound angry.

So?

Is there anyone else � making you angry?

Just you.

What is it about me � that makes you so angry?

All these stupid questions.

If I stopped � asking you questions,

everything would be fine?

I didn't say that.

Come on, Lizzie.

Who else really gets � your blood boiling?

Nobody! � Not even your dad?

Why would I be mad at my dad? � He saved me.

You needed saving because � the kidnappers had a grudge

against him.

I'm not mad at my dad.

I'm mad at myself � for coming home alone.

So it was your fault � you were kidnapped.

Yes!

No!

Why'd you go home?

My cell phone battery � was charging.

You forgot your cell phone. � Yes.

Why?

Tell me what happened.

I told you, � I forgot my cell phone.

Who made you forget it? � Tay!

He unplugged my cell phone, � all right?

That's why I went back home.

[doorbell rings] � Got it, Mom.

I don't have anything � to say to you.

Cassie, I know how � that must've looked today,

but you have to listen-- � You mean you � and that girl kissing?

It wasn't like that.

I didn't know � she was gonna kiss me.

I didn't even know � she was in town.

Who is she, Charles?

Sonya. � Sonya?

You mean your ex-girlfriend � from Germany?

Her family moved back � to San Diego

a few weeks ago. � What is she doing here?

She drove up � to see me.

She's under the impression � that we're still a couple.

Why would she be � under that impression?

You haven't broken up � with her yet?

That's just it. � I thought we were broken up.

When I first moved here,

Sonya and I kept in touch � over the phone.

But after I met you, � I stopped calling her.

I thought she'd get � the message.

Just answer this one question.

Have you broken up � with her yet?

It's not that easy.

There's a lot you don't � understand about Sonya.

She lost her mother � in a car accident last year.

I don't wanna hurt her � any more.

But you don't mind � hurting me?

Cassie, that's not fair.

You know, my father was right � about you.

Cassie.

You are a coward, Charles, � and a liar!

I don't want to have anything � to do with you.

You wanna tell me � what you were doing

rousting a member of � the Aryan Brotherhood

three miles � outside the division?

Sir, I was just--

And where did you get the intel � on Buzz Jenkins anyway?

The break room.

He must've got it � out of our case file

while Sandoval � was distracting

my genius of a partner here.

Is that true?

Look, I know narcotics has � a job to do.

But it's my partner � that came up missing.

Your ex-partner is � a drug dealer!

And if we find out that � you've been covering for him,

God help you. � Excuse me?

It's just a matter of time � before--

All you got is a couple � of pictures and a hunch.

Who else in this department � is working with him?

[arguing]

...whether you like it or not!

All right!

Detectives, would you mind � waiting outside for a minute?

It's all right.

Come on.

I told you.

These guys get a hold of Lund, � it's gonna be bad.

Then why don't you do your job

and tell them � to back the hell off.

Whoa. I think you need � some time to decompress.

No, I'm fine.

You haven't exactly been � on your game.

Have I missed a day of work?

Have I even been late once?

First, your daughter gets caught � in a street robbery.

Then, the other one � gets kidnapped.

I can take care of my family.

Now this thing with Lund?

I can handle it, � Lieutenant.

Yeah, you're gonna handle it.

You either take � your personal days,

or you take your chances

when internal affairs � comes after you.

Your choice.

What about Sandoval?

Don't worry about her.

She's requested a transfer � to her old precinct.

I think I may have found � a new realtor.

Great.

You haven't said two words � since dinner.

Maybe I'm just tired.

Any word on Lund?

Not yet.

You know I love you.

Jenn, I'm thinking about � taking a few days off.

Lieutenant insisted.

The lieutenant sounds like � a wise man.

[Lizzie screams]

(Lizzie) � No!

No!

Lizzie, wake up. � Wake up, Lizzie.

It's okay. � Wake up.

(Cassie) � What's happening?

Your sister's having � a nightmare.

Lizzie, it's okay. � Come here.

Come on.

Mama's here.

Mom? � Yeah?

Dad?

What's everybody doing � in my room?

Well, you were having � a bad dream.

It's okay.

We had no idea Lizzie was � so troubled.

Your daughter's a proud � and independent girl.

She's obviously learned � from your example.

But--

It's hard for her � to admit weakness

and to ask for help.

So what do we do?

Talk to her.

Let her know it's okay to vent � if she needs to.

But we've done that. � We've always done that.

It might be a matter � of teaching by example.

Do either of you have trouble � admitting when you need help?

We're gonna have to talk � about this some time, Eddie.

There's nothing more � to talk about.

I said I would spend more time � with Lizzie, and I will.

I'm off a week anyway.

It'll be good for her.

This is not about Lizzie.

Look, I know you got a lot � on your plate right now

with the house for sale � and Lund missing.

But I need you to remember � that you are not alone in this.

I know I'm not alone.

But sometimes I feel like

whatever I do � is not enough.

Eddie.

Now, come on.

There's been some good � that's come from this move.

Look at how happy � Cassie is lately.

A few months ago, � she was our brooding artist.

And then Tay, for the first time � in his life,

is finally coming out � of his shell.

Yeah, but the one kid � we never worry about--

Look at her now.

I'm worried about Lizzie too.

But she's a survivor.

Just like you.

And she looks up to you � as an example.

Yeah, which is why � she's so screwed up.

You know what?

If you want her to start � accepting help,

you're gonna have to start � accepting it yourself.

I guess you're finally heading � back to your old precinct.

Come to say good riddance?

Look, things have been � a little tough lately.

Yeah, well that doesn't � explain everything.

No, it doesn't.

I just want you to know � you've been a good partner.

I've been a great partner!

I know.

That's why I need your help.

Are you Cassie?

I've seen your picture.

I'm Sonya.

Sonya Hooper.

I know who you are.

Don't worry, I'm not � gonna scratch your eyes out.

I just thought � we should talk.

About Charles?

There's nothing � to talk about.

Charles and I are done.

Really?

Yeah.

Sonya, what are you doing?

Talking to � your ex-girlfriend.

Look, I'm sorry. � What I told you last night--

We can still be friends, � but that's all.

It's time for you � to go home.

Charles?

Charles?

I ruined everything.

I'm sure he still cares � about you.

No.

He doesn't.

God, how could I have been � so stupid?

Driving up here, begging him � to take me back...

It's gonna be all right, � Sonya.

I'm sure you'll find someone. � You just have to hang in there.

Why are you being � so nice to me?

Trust me. � I haven't been that nice.

Can we talk?

I did what you wanted, � all right?

I broke up with her.

Besides, I'm not good enough � for you anyway.

Just ask your father.

[buzzer]

[door opening]

Patrick Lund?

What do you want, cop?

What makes you think � I'm a cop?

Are you kidding?

I could smell the bacon � all the way back in my cell.

We need to know � about your little brother.

Who, Kevin?

He's missing.

You must be � the black partner.

Look, I need to know � your brother's whereabouts.

Now why would I know that?

He wrote me off � a long time ago.

He's trading on your name.

Selling drugs � to the brotherhood.

I don't believe it.

(Delilah) � You better start believing...

because your brother is about � to have his ass taken out

by a bunch � of narc detectives.

Unless we find him first.

Give us a connection, � Patrick.

A location. � Anything.

I ain't telling you jack.

For all I know, � you could just be working me

to get to my distributor.

If Kevin really is missing,

how do I know you won't � just cap him yourself?

You "brothas" are good � at that kinda thing.

That's your answer?

[exaggerated Latina accent] � Ay, Papi! � Why you no love me no more?

What?

Papi, why don't you just tell � the police officer

what he wants to know?

Tell him which � of these pendéjo guards

is taking bribes � from your prison buddies!

Papi.

You better shut your mouth, � bitch.

You better tell her � what she wants to know.

Don't make me have your baby � while you're in prison.

Kevin and I grew up with a guy � named Terry Kavanaugh.

Lampson warehouse, Unit 213.

Now you better � get the hell outta here

before you get me killed.

That's smart, Patrick.

Cop or no cop, � anything happens to my brother,

I'm coming after you.

Tay.

You scared me. � Sorry.

You okay?

I don't know.

Still freaked out � about Lizzie last night?

I think she blames me � for getting her kidnapped.

What makes you think that?

She doesn't talk � to me anymore.

She doesn't talk � to me either.

I don't think � it's just you.

Really?

She just needs more time � to sort things out.

Hey, Cassie. � Hmm?

How do you get somebody � to forgive you

if you really messed up?

Tay, I don't think � you messed up.

But I've been asking myself � the same thing all day.

[sighs]

Check it out.

It's the master race.

He has a chop shop.

They're using cars � to run drugs.

Ah!

Hey, Terry.

Found these two outside.

My own private United Nations.

See anyone else out there?

No.

(Eddie) � You're making a mistake, � Kavanaugh.

I'm a cop.

I hate cops.

Hey, Kevin. � Check this out.

We caught ourselves � some dark meat,

and a little � South American mamacita.

What do you think we should do � with them?

Kill 'em.

Lund, what are you doing? � This isn't you.

You know who I am?

I'm the guy � who spent a month

laid up in the hospital � because of you.

What?

Two black gang bangers try � to run over a black cop.

Who gets � caught in the crossfire?

The white guy.

That's right.

Well, I'm done � with that crap.

I'm through putting my ass � on the line

for a buncha damn foreigners. � What happened to you?

Working with you � is what happened to me.

My brother was right.

You partner up with a black man, � sooner or later,

you're gonna die like � a black man.

Do I look black to you?

They're here.

I'll take care of these two � in back.

Be quiet about it.

I don't want them � souring the deal.

Give 'em � a Columbian necktie.

Do the chick first.

I'm gonna want to take my time � with this one.

Don't do this, man.

You should've stayed away. � I got this covered.

What's going on, man?

I'm undercover, Eddie. � I'm wired.

Internal Affairs has got me � collecting evidence

on some dirty cops.

What? Narcotics thinks � you're the dirty cop!

That's what � they're supposed to think.

That's what everybody's � supposed to think.

You two bring the product?

Where's Lund?

He's coming.

I asked you a question.

We don't answer � to skinheads.

Stay here.

I got work to do.

You girls ready � to do business?

Hey, look who's � all Nazi-ed up.

Yeah.

Whose car is that outside?

How the hell should I know?

Well, because � it looks like that heap

your ex-partner used � to drive.

You're doubting me?

Get 'em outta my sight.

What?

For all we know, � this could be a set-up.

You wanna find out � the hard way?

Get out.

You heard the man.

Come on, Lund, � you know we ain't narcs.

Jack, tell him.

All right, it's 2,000 units � of oxy now.

The rest when we get payment.

[laughs]

This sure beats the crap � out of civil service, huh?

I knew it.

What?

Hey, get his gun!

What's the matter? � Hey!

What's the matter?

What's gonna happen � if I pat you down here?

Am I gonna find something � you don't want me to find?

What's this?

You son-of-a-bitch.

Put the gun down, Kavanaugh.

He said put it down!

Drop it, Eddie! � Don't do it, Hodges.

(Hodges) � We just wanna get outta here.

Nobody has to die.

Come on, Hodges. � Let's go.

Don't even think about moving.

I'll call for backup.

He won't get far.

Good work, partner.

(both) � Thanks.

I.A. approached me � while I was in the hospital.

They thought I could use � my brother's contacts

to get me inside.

Did I ever mention � I have a brother?

We've met. � So I guess Internal Affairs � is gonna want you

on their payroll � after this.

Yeah, well, I was kinda hoping � to get back on patrol.

All I need now � is a new partner.

If you want your partner back, � why don't you just say so?

Kinda under the impression � you two were working out.

Maybe.

But I've never been one to stand � in the way of true love.

That's sweet.

[laughs]

Hey, watch commander � at the one-three just called.

They found Benson's car

wrapped around � a telephone pole.

He was in the driver's seat, � passed out from blood loss.

Nice shootin', partner. � I still got it.

Hey, Sutton. � You got a minute?

It's about your house.

Uh-oh.

[pop-rock song plays]

�� ��

[lip-synching] � �� I know you're gonna gimme � some direction ��

�� So point the way � and I'll show you my affection ��

�� ��

�� I know someday � I'm gonna make it ��

�� Till then, baby, � show me how you shake it ��

�� 'Cause you gimme that shot ��

�� Straight to the heart ��

�� Yeah, you gimme that shot ��

�� Straight to the heart ��

�� Yeah, you gimme that shot ��

�� Straight to the heart ��

�� Yeah, you gimme that shot ��

�� Straight to the heart ��

�� Straight to the heart ��

�� Straight to the heart �� ��

[applause]

I was thinking � maybe you were right.

Maybe this could be our song � after all.

Hmm, Cassie.

This never stopped being � our song.

(Jenn) � Well, how's Lund?

Be back on patrol next week.

Is there something else, Eddie?

The house.

Remember how we bought it � for half its appraised value?

Yeah, and it cost us � twice that much

once we finished the repairs.

Well, that's not � the only catch.

Department has a rule against � selling in the first 12 months.

They call it � the "no flipping" rule.

But we have to sell.

We have to give the department � half of what we sell it for.

That'd be our whole profit.

We would barely get outta here � with moving expenses.

All right. � Well, we'll have to wait.

Oh, no. � We're selling this house.

It's cost us enough � as it is.

We'll be all right.

Mom, Dad, do you think � it would be okay

if I kept seeing Dr. Mendoza?

Really?

Well, all we do is talk.

But I guess it's working.

I didn't wake up once � last night.

I think it's a good idea � to ask for help.

You do?

Work with me.

Hey, Lizzie.

I got something for you.

What is it?

Open it.

You got me an extension cord?

It's a cell phone charger.

I thought you should have � your own.

Tay, could you set the table � for me for dinner?

Sure, Mom.

You hungry?

I could eat.

Oh, hi, Charles.

Hello, Mrs. Sutton.

Nice to see you. � You too.

[muttering]

They eatin' my food? � Baby, don't be � like that.

Don't be like what? � I'm just askin'. � Shh. Shh.

Put this in the salad, � and then we'll get that ready.

Baby, chop faster.

Baby, chop faster.