All language subtitles for Lincoln.Heights.S01E10_English

(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.