All language subtitles for The SHIELD - S07 E13 - Family Meeting (720p - BluRay)

NARRATOR: Previously
on The Shield.

VIC: Shane needed
someone to kill you,

'cause he was
waiting to kill me.

SHANE: Claudette knows we're
gonna be gunning after him.

We just walk Vic and a bag
of dirty money into a bust.

VIC: Code red,
there's a package.

You know what to do.

This is for you.

Ronnie is his
goddamn errand boy.

What if Vic figured out
that I was working with you?

I'll take this money out of here, OK?
Keep it.

[GUNSHOT]

Ow! My shouder!

[SCREAMING]

It's like a knife in my chest.

Just take me home.

Shane is broke with an
injured, pregnant wife

who just killed her last
shot at getting out of this.

My wife is not going to jail.

We got to get ICE to start
cutting us deals now.

I got a big cartel takedown.

And the goal is getting Beltran
to trust you to the point

where you have access to
the cartel's inner workings.

I've arranged a
meet-and-greet with you

and the black
board of directors.

I don't meet-and-greet.

I'd be happy to negotiate terms.

This ain't no proposal.

It's a gank and grab.
Buy-in's 200 large.

OLIVIA: They couldn't get Washington
to sign off on Ronnie this fast.

VIC: I don't want half a deal.

When you can offer
the same thing

at the same time to Ronnie,

then you call me.

Are you going to arrest Vic?

We need to end this now!

What did Mara say?

That she and Shane are
coming for the money.

VIC: I'll meet with you
to pick up the cash.

The cops are there, Corrine.
They're watching you.

We don't have Vic on tape.
We got nothing.

CORRINE: Vic,
how do I explain all this money?

DAN NY: Corrine Mackey,
you're under arrest.

We gotta go through the
motions, Vic may be watching.

VIC: Give me that deal,
and you give my ex-wife

a pass on this one
aiding and abetting,

and I'll give you Beltran
and the whole goddamn cartel.

I can't do anything
for Ronnie yet.

I can wait until after the bust.

VIC: My Strike Team was
committing criminal acts

on a regular basis.

CLAUDETTE: What kind of
deal did you give him?

Full immunity on
everything he confesses to.

I shot and killed
Detective Terry Crowley.

He gave up Ronnie,
and we're gonna catch Shane.

But Vic!

You're fired,
you sanctimonious son of a bitch!

Claudette... this isn't you.

Anything less than
the biggest drug bust

this agency's ever seen
will violate your deal.

Don't worry,

I'll give you Beltran and
his entire organization-.

You've implicated
Gardocki in enough shit

to put him away for
the rest of his life.

You do anything to warn Ronnie,

I need him to take down Beltran.

I'll string him along
until we're clone.

[X'S "LOS ANGELES" PLAYING]

♪ Los Angeles ♪

[DOG BARKS]

♪ All her toys
wore out In black ♪

♪ And her boys had too ♪

♪ She started to hate
Every nigger and Jew ♪

♪ Every Mexican that
gave her A lot of shit ♪

♪ Every homosexual
And the idle rich ♪

♪ Idle rich ♪

♪ She had to get out ♪

♪ Get out ♪

♪ Get out ♪

♪ Get out ♪

♪ Get out ♪

♪ Get out ♪

♪ She gets confused ♪

♪ Flying over the dateline ♪

♪ Her hands turn red ♪

♪ 'Cause the days
change At night ♪

♪ Change in... ♪

RONNIE: How'd the
drop-off with Shane go?

VIC: It didn't.

Cops were set up
all over Corrine.

Must have tapped her phone.

They arrested her?

She posted bail an hour ago.

Oh, Christ.

I reached out to Olivia
again, gave her the hard sell.

RONNIE: And?

She agreed to put something
on paper for both of us.

Clear Corrine of this too.

Effective as soon as the
Beltran bust goes down.

Full immunity for us?

Holy shit.

That's great news.

Hey, let's go feed
Beltran the bait.

BELTRAN: Why is my
presence necessary?

These guys want some face time

with their new business partner

on their first transaction.

They're ponying up
a shitload of cash.

RONNIE: This isn't Mexico City.

You gotta earn trust up here.

Trust is all the drugs I'm
putting in black hands.

VIC: It's a respect thing.

I'll make it quick and painless.

It better be.
Otherwise, I'll promise you the opposite.

When?

Noon tomorrow.

We're gonna do this
in broad daylight?

I told you,

Air Force One is landing
at LAX in the afternoon.

Eighty percent of
the cops in this city

will be deployed
on the west side.

It's wide open.

Vic cut a deal with the feds.

Full immunity for you.

I don't need immunity.

Yeah, Vic doesn't know that.

He also got full
immunity for himself.

What?

He can't be charged with
anything, Corrine.

And he confessed to
some heinous shit

you don't even wanna hear.

But he can't be
charged for any of it?

He leveraged a bust
they needed him on

into a deal.

They had no idea

the nightmare they were
getting themselves into.

He's free.

Of everything.

We're arresting Ronnie
in the Barn tomorrow,

after Vic's bust, okay?

Vic has his whole life to
figure out what I did to him.

What is going to happen
to me when he realizes it?

We have an idea.

You have an idea?
I have children!

What am I gonna do?!

[MARA GROANING]

SHANE: Okay, buddy, we're home.

[DOOR OPENS]

Here we go.

[MARA SIGHS]

[SHANE SIGHS]

I'm gonna play with
that big dump truck.

Okay.

Is that a dump truck?

It's in your room, honey.
Go in your room, okay?

Go ahead. Come on.

[SHANE SIGHS]

JACKSON: Mommy?

Shane?

What? What, baby?

What's gonna happen to him?

When they catch us?

Nothing.

Nothing, because they're not.

Come on.

L__ We're just resting here.

[GROANS]

All right, now.

I am, uh,
gonna get you to feeling better,

and, uh, um...

Tomorrow morning,
when the prez hits town,

and all the unis are
rolling west side,

we're gonna hit the road.

Once and for all.

I can't take a car trip, Shane.

Sure you can.

My mother won't take Jackson in.

Not that I want that
bitch anywhere near him.

There's no one in your family.

[SIGHS]

They're gonna put him in foster
care, aren't they?

No.

Don't lie to me, Shane.

[SNIFFLES]

They're gonna put
him in foster care.

Oh, God.

[GROANS]

What, baby?

What's wrong? Here.

JACKSON: Mommy!

[GROANS]

I'll be right there, baby.

What's he gonna think
of us when he finds out?

When they tell him who
his real parents are?

I'm not gonna...
What's he gonna think?

I'm not gonna let
any of that happen.

You gotta get these disaster
fantasies out of your head.

And our daughter?

No.

I'll give birth to
her in a prison,

and they'll take
her away from me.

They're gonna rip her away from
me, aren't they?

Baby,
she's always gonna be ours.

[SNIFFLES]

Let... Let's name her.

Okay? Before anybody else
can, let's...

Let's give her a name.

Okay.

Okay,
what do you wanna name her?

Frances.

Frances? Yeah.

Frances what?

Frances Abigail.

[CHUCKLES]

Whenever she does
something cute,

we can call her Franny Abby.

[CHUCKLES]

[CRYING]

[TIT]

Morning, captain.

Good morning.
We've got business to do.

DAN NY: We sure do.

I left some papers
on your desk to sign.

W-What are you doing here?

Seems like I'm in
the right spot.

I heard the doctor tell you last
night, "No stress, stay home."

Didn't I fire you?

It didn't take.

Immunity for Mackey.

I've gotta do something about...
something.

That ship has sailed.

You need to take
care of yourself now.

Ah, my doctor's
prescribed some new meds.

They seem to be working,
and I still got business.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

I'm on the clock,
so make it quick.

We need you to put.

Corrine Mackey and her kids
in federal witness protection.

And Why would I do that?

Because she's been helping us

make a case against Vic.

Then you set her up
somewhere, on your nickel.

Vic's local reach
is too dangerous.

And we can't control him,
since you've given him immunity

for every depraved
act he ever committed.

Exactly. So why would I do
him this one last favor?

CLAUDETTE: Because it's a favor for
me, not him.

Because Corrine and her
kids need protection

in case he finds out
that she helped us.

And he's your monster now,

and you wanna hurt him,
and this is a way to do that.

Hey. Hey, kids.

CASSIDY: Hey, Dad.

Listen,
I'm sorry about the arrest.

Well, I'm out now.

Did they treat you all right?

I just wanna forget about it.

Well, good news, then.

I took care of it.
It's all over.

How?

I gave the feds
something that they want.

You've been cleared of
any wrongdoing in return.

Are you gonna be okay?

Oh, yeah, I'm...
I'm gonna be good.

I just wanted to check
in with you and the kids,

and I just wanted to kiss

the most beautiful
children ever.

Hey. Hey, buddy.

Hi, beautiful.

Hey, you want me to drop
you off at soccer on my way?

I'm not going to soc...

Vic, we have a routine,
so please, let us stick to it.

Okay, I'm just...
I'm just offering.

Okay.

I love you guys. Love you.

Hey, score a goal for me, okay?

I'll see you.

CORRINE: Yeah, okay.

MATTHEW: Bye, Dad.

CASSIDY: I thought you said I
wasn't going to soccer today.

CORRINE: That's right.

What's going on?

Hey, Steve.

Holy shit.

Let's just have a
civil conversation

so I don't have to pull out my
gun, okay?

Sounds good. Because I'll do it,

and you know that, right?

They're saying some pretty
awful things about you, Shane.

Well, I did some pretty awful
shit, Steve.

I need you to deliver a
message to Claudette for me.

That woman that Mara shot.

It was in self-defense.

Yeah, well, that woman died.

They were trying to
kick the shit out of me.

Okay? Mara was defending me.

Those guys are saying
you tried to roll them.

I'm just trying to be truthful with you.
Sorry, okay?

I don't give a shit what they
said, Steve. Okay?

Mara's not a criminal.

If you were committing a crime,

Mara can't claim self-defense.

Look, I'm not asking for
your legal opinion, Steve.

Just deliver the message.

Mara was acting in self-defense.

And she hasn't wanted
to do any of this shit.

She only did it because

she didn't have a choice.
She was scared of me.

She was scared for her life,
and she did what I made her do.

Okay.

Okay.

Uh,

this is a lawyer.

You tell Claudette,

if she wants me to
turn myself in today,

I'll testify to
everything that she needs

to put Vic and Ronnie in
prison forever and a day.

All she has to do
is call that guy,

and guarantee that Mara
does not do any time.

Now, I'll check in
with him in four hours.

And as soon as I get the word

that Mara is clear of
any and all charges,

I'll walk into the Barn myself.

How'd he seem?

Calmer than I'd be,

but worried.

He just wants to protect Mara.

Thanks for bringing
this to us right away.

Of course.

Ah.

You okay?

Shane doesn't know Vic
beat him to a deal.

Yeah, he's got nothing
valuable to give us.

At least, not to trade

for kicking down his
wife's murder charge.

So how do we get him
to come in anyway?

Brown man running
behind schedule?

VIC [ON RADIO]: Is
that all the cash?

You let me worry
about my business.

All this muscle, the Mexicans
are gonna think you lack trust.

All that money,
Mexicans will understand the caution.

Let's just keep it friendly.

VIC: Ah. Right on schedule.

Target's on the premises.

Hey! Where's Beltran?

MAN: Jefe is a busy man.

He considers this a
simple transaction.

We gave jefe 200
G's of good faith.

We're expecting him to respect
his new business associates.

You only gave him 100 grand.

And if I were you,
I would keep your expectations low.

You ain't even straight on
how much money we dropped.

My expectations
can't get any lower.

This is supposed to be
a partnership meeting,

not a street-level drug deal.

Here's what your
100 G's bought you.

If we like what you do with
it, there will be more.

You promised us
product, not sample!

I brokered this goddamn deal.
I set the terms.

I expect your boss
to live up to them.

These people need to prove
themselves as businessmen first.

Ain't that some spic bullshit.
MAN: What he just say?

[ALL SHOUTING]

Let's go. Run out of here, now!

Go!

Let's not walk
away empty-handed.

All units, move in now.

VIC: Right now, get out of here.

[SIREN WAILING]
[TIRES SQUEALING]

OFFICER: Federal agents!

What the hell is this?

[ALL SHOUTING]

OFFICER 1: Right there!

MARA: Shane!

JACKSON: Daddy.

What's your need, sweet thing?

I gotta go to the bathroom.

Uh, okay.

I can't get up.

Is it that bad? Mm-hm.

I need another pill, honey.

Well, you took the last pill.

But I know where to
get a bunch more.

Let me get him out of the tub,

and I'll go score them for
you, okay?

Wait, no, I...

I gotta go to the bathroom.

Okay.

All right, well,
let me help you up.

Okay-Okay-

I'm gonna put my hand

back under here, okay?

[YELLS]

[GROANING]

Okay.

I can't hold it. The baby's...

Come on.

[GROANS]

[GASPS]

Some just came out.

SHAN E: It's okay.

I just pissed myself, Shane.
It's not okay.

It's okay. We're almost there.

Okay. Let me, uh...
Let me get your pants. Okay?

Hold on. Uh-huh.

Okay, all right.
Here, we're gonna sit down.

I 90'! You-.

[GROANS]

Oh.

[URINATING]

Hi, Mommy.

Hey, Jackson.

Ah.

[MARA SIGHS]

You know, it's my fault, Mara.

Hm?

Everything.

You were so...

"innocent."

You were so innocent and so...

wonderful.

And I ruined it.

No.

I took you for granted.

This whole time, I, uh...

I just needed to
be more like you.

And I'm so sorry.

Baby.

All we ever wanted
was to be with you.

That's all we ever needed.

Yeah.

[BABBLING]

[SIGHS]

[GROANING]

Okay. I got it.

All right, come here.

Yeah.

MAN: All right,
let's go, let's go.

All right.

Hey, get this shit off me.

[GRUNTS]

You blew the whole deal.

We wanted Beltran,

not his goddamn chauffeur.

Right now, the only thing I want

is to be finished with you.

You got your immunity.

What do you care if
I get what I want?

You're willing to shit
on a headline bust

just because you're
pissed off at me?

I am not pissed at you.
I am pissed at me.

I could still spin this

so the black board of directors
takes the hit for this pinch.

Keeps me in play with Beltran.

You are to stand down.

You are either a lying
hustler or ineffective.

In any case,
your involvement with Beltran is done.

[CAR DOORS CLOSE]

[ENGINE STARTS]

ICE isn't gonna
renege on our deal?

Can't do it. It's ironclad.

They'll go after Beltran
and the missing powder.

She screwed this up.
This is her problem.

I made a deal.

To bring in Beltran and
the drugs for immunity.

I'm gonna hold my end of it up.

Well, I'm part of that deal too.

We started this together.
Let's finish it together.

DAN NY: Detectives?

This young man needs to file
a report about his mother.

My mom's missing.

Since when?

Since last night.

She's gone,
and I need you to find her.

He killed her. Rita's dead.

BILLINGS: We don't know that.

I wouldn't back off my hunch.
I had to get close to the mom,

and the little prick killed her!

Stop!

Tell me what's going on.
It's my fault.

Lloyd was the
shooter in that 2-11,

when you and Tina were
out on street duty.

BILLINGS: The more
we talked to the kid,

the more smash-and-grab
smelled like bullshit.

My take was Lloyd lured the
kid to his house, set it up.

Steve saw it,
along with the FBI profiler,

that Lloyd was a wrong number.

I thought the Dutch boy might
have been onto something, maybe.

Lloyd's a budding serial killer.
The mom's victim number 2.

CLAUDETTE: He's a kid.
By my lights,

he looks like he's worried
sick about his mom.

That's what he learned
from murder number one.

Pretend like you give a shit.
He's stepping up his game.

You really think he has it in
him to murder his own mother?

That's what he did.

We need to find Mom.

You know that's what I want too.

I like your mom, a lot.

But the best way you can help us

is to tell me
everything you remember,

try to retrace her steps.

DUTCH [ON TV]: When
did you see her last?

LLOYD: Last night. Late.

What time?

It was about 3 a.m.

She was in the living
room, crying.

It woke me up.

She said that she was upset
about a fight that you guys had.

She said that she was going out

and that I should
go back to bed.

And then she took her car,
and she never came back.

Any idea

where she might have
gone to that late?

Your house.

She said that she
was going to see you.

DUTCH: I did see Rita yesterday,

but it wasn't in the
middle of the night.

Steve, give us a minute.

I went to see if she was okay.

I got a bunch of hang-ups
from Rita's cell.

I was worried about her.
Ask Danny.

Steve!

Dutch,
you've gotta tell me all of it!

After I hit a wall in
the Lloyd investigation,

I kept in touch with Rita.

Figured staying in touch,
I'd keep an eye on Lloyd,

prevent him from
hurting anyone else.

Please tell me you didn't
do anything stupid.

No! No.

She kissed me once, but I...

I stopped it there.
The point is,

when Lloyd found
out, he was pissed.

Enough that Rita was scared.

When I talked to her yesterday,

she didn't know anything
about those phone calls.

Lloyd made those calls
to get me to come over.

He killed her and...

And he made you a suspect.

You haven't
congratulated me yet.

Congratulations.

Do you even know for what?

I graduated the
academy a year ago.

Oh, congratulations.

That's right.
It means I'm not a rookie anymore.

Guess not.

TINA: Maybe someone
will get me a cake.

What? Sometimes other unis

get you a cake when you
hit your one-year mark.

It's not important.

MAN: If you want more
thugs selling drugs...

CROWD: No!

MAN: or more hoes on the stroll
along streets with potholes,

then you don't want Robert
Huggins as your next mayor,

because I couldn't
do anything for you.

But if you want your
parks clean and green,

and your schools with more
books and less crooks,

then vote for me,
and I'll set you free.

[CROWD CHEERS]

Okay,
give it up for the man of God.

JULIEN: What'd I
say was gonna happen

if we had to respond to one more
noise complaint at this address?

Keep it down. [CROWD BOOS]

Democracy ain't a quiet thing.

JULIEN: Hey, turn that off.
Turn it off now.

Hey, let me talk. TINA: Quiet.

I'm not talking about
changing the old ways.

No, no.
Changing, that's nothing.

I'm talking about
destroying the old ways.

[CROWD CHEERS]

A political earthquake where
the old paradigm is eradicated

and we, we, we start to build
the new from the nothing.

JULIEN: But you're preaching
to the converted right now.

I just need for you
to shut this down

and clear the street.

Step into the truth
there, officer.

It's right there
in black and white.

You just need to see.

TINA: You're under arrest for failure
to disperse unlawful assembly.

Put your hands behind your back.

Do you want a
resisting charge too?

[CROWD BOOING]

[DIALING]

[LINE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

MAN [ON PHONE]:
William Altamore.

Yeah, it's, uh...
It's Shane Vendrell.

Did they call?

Yes, I spoke to Captain Wyms.

What did she say about Mara?

You turn yourself in today,

she'll discuss reduced
charges for your wife.

Reduced charges?
Like manslaughter?

I said no goddamn charges.

[HORN HONKS]

I tried. She wouldn't go there.

There's no deal
there at the moment.

I-| don't know what to tell you.

Maybe you should think about...

Yeah, okay, okay, thanks.
Thanks.

[COINS JINGLING]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Mackey.

SHANE: How you
enjoying your freedom?

Breathing deep. Breathing easy.

Yeah, not for long.

You're about to get on your
horse and ride to our rescue.

VIC: Oh, let me check my
schedule, there, Shane.

Oh, sorry,
I'm booked through next weekend.

Do you think I'm
joking, shfihead?

I'm in a jam,
which means we're both in a jam.

VIC: Not anymore.

I cut those strings, baby.

You and Annie Oakley are
officially on your own.

SHANE: Bullshit.

VIC: Well, if it were bullshit,

I'd be pulling your ass out

of yet another
Vendrell bear trap.

You chew your own goddamn
leg off from now on.

I don't think you're listening.
I need something from you.

VIC: And you're not listening to
me, Shane.

Ronnie and I work for ICE Now.

Yeah, I cut the deal last night.

Full immunity for everything
all of us ever did.

I even used your
little black book

with all our dirty
deeds as a guide.

You forgot a few things.
You know that?

Bullshit.

VIC: Afraid not.
Trouble with you,

you're always trying
to be as smart as me.

Now I'm walking away clean,

and you're the pathetic asshole

headed for Antwon
Mitchell-ville.

You know, you always thought

you were twice the family man I was.
Right?

The great dad, a loving,
misunderstood husband, right?

Your family loves you so
much, Vic,

Why'd they turn on you, huh?

Corrine's working with the
cops, buddy.

She answered one of our calls

and handed the phone
over to Claudette,

who tried to get us to come
in, with you as the big catch.

You know that?

The mother of your children

has been playing you.

She would rather
see you go to prison

than to hug one of
your own kids again.

Whatever happens to me and Mara,

at least we'll be
together for it.

Who you got, Vic?

Tell me! Who you got?

When you and queen bitch

are serving your mandatory
life sentences apart,

I'm gonna check in on
Jackson and this other kid

once a year on their birthdays.

I'm gonna tell them some good
old stories about Ma and Pa,

muss their hair,

take them out for an ice cream.

You don't even get
to look at my kids!

Ever! Do you understand that?

Yeah, well, I'll send you a
postcard from Space Mountain.

[SOBBING]

[BELL RINGS]

[MEN CHATTERING NEARBY]

[PANTING]

[SNORTING]

[SNIFFING]

You don't report until
tomorrow morning.

Where are my kids?

You shipped mine off
without talking to me.

When the Beltran
bust went sideways,

we wanted them
out of harm's way.

Good.

When can I see them?

Corrine requested protection from
you, as well.

Corrine's been
working with cops?

Apparently, she's a better
judge of character than I am.

Beltran's still out there.

It's my job to take him down.

You are off Beltran.

If I bring him and the drugs in,

at least let me talk to
Corrine so I can see my kids.

I didn't...

I didn't get to say
goodbye to my children.

You said goodbye to them

the moment you shot
another cop in the face.

Be here 9 am. Sharp tomorrow.

We're gonna find your
mother sooner or later.

Well, that's why I
came to you people.

No, Lloyd, you came here

to implicate me in
her disappearance

because I know what you are.

Hey, my mom is missing,
and you're hassling me?

When you discovered that
your mom had feelings for me,

it scared you, made you mad,

because you knew
I'd be around more,

and, eventually, I'd expose you.

You are obsessed with
trying to hurt me!

But my mom wouldn't let you.

If anything happens to her,

then you're the one
who's held responsible.

Detective,
I need to speak with you.

CLAUDETTE: You are not to
talk to that boy again.

What? Why?

Unis found this in a trash
container outside your house.

Burnt remnants of
women's clothing.

Someone set my trash
can on fire last night.

Neighbors saw you
milling around.

I went outside to put it out.

Lloyd killed his mom,
put her clothes in my trash can,

and set it on fire.

You can't think that
I had anything to...

Of course not,
but I've gotta protect

the integrity of
this investigation.

You're not to go back in
that room with Lloyd again.

I'm the one who can break him.

No, Steve's taking lead on this.
I'm sorry.

[CHUCKLES]

Y__.

ROBERT: It's time
for a new paradigm.

Vote for me,
and I'll make that happen for you.

Those of you non-felonous
folk who still can vote.

TINA: All right, Mr. Huggins,
you're free to go.

Your homey just posted bail.

ROBERT: All right now.
TINA: Come on.

Let's go. ROBERT: Okay.

MAN 1: Go ahead, brother.
Represent.

Vote for me,
and I will set you free.

MAN 2: Yeah, yeah.

Robert Huggins. Remember that.
Robert Huggins.

Mr. Huggins, I need your
signature right here, please.

I'd like to make a formal
request for police protection.

As is accorded to all mayoral
candidates such as David Aceveda

and them other clowns
that don't even matter.

TINA: Protection for what?

Threats have been made
against my person.

Yeah, what kind of threats?
All kinds.

I mean, among them,
cutting me from my ass to my appetite.

Not my words,
but that's what they said.

TINA: Do you know who?

Anybody who's afraid
of the new paradigm.

See, I threaten the criminal
slash police co-dependency

that drives the
prison-industrial complex.

Hmm. Do you now?

Yes, little lady. I do.

I can have one of the
detectives take a report.

But other than that...

Don't worry about it.

You know what?
I got something for you.

I'm counting on your vote.

Sure.

WOMAN: Excuse me, I'm looking
for Detective Holland Wagenbach.

You found him.

Ellen Carmichael,
Steve Billings' attorney.

The bitch-dyke?

I'm sorry?

Uh, nothing-Steve just
described you differently.

My head's in a case.
What can I do for you?

Detective Billings
gave me your statement

regarding his injury.

And frankly,
it isn't very helpful-.

You're now realizing you're
hip-deep in a hummer lawsuit?

Steve said you were smart.

Flattery isn't gonna change
my perspective on this.

And even though it's true,

we both know Steve
didn't say that.

Could we talk specifics?
Now's not a good time.

Honestly,
I only need a few minutes.

If you can hang tight,
I'll try to fit you in.

Hey, it's Steve's dime, right?

WOMAN: Thank you, hon.
Excuse me, do you have...

Do you have any roses?

I'm looking for a red one.

That's all we got.

[DOOR OPENS]

All right, um,

I'll take some pens.

You old enough to be working
here, darlin'?

I'm 16.

Yeah? You look 14.

Well, dirty old man,

I've got the brain
of a 20-year-old.

What you studying?

AP Chem.

Ah, good.

Uh, you're gonna be a college
girl, huh?

[REGISTER BEEPING]

Good for you.

Don't let the wrong guy get
his hooks into you there.

Seventeen twenty-nine.

That's way too much.

Yeah, well, if you ever get
your nose out of a book,

you have yourself some fun.

[DOOR OPENS]

Go to your apartment, ma'am.

Hit it.

[GRUNTS]

[WOMAN GASPS]

[MAN GRUNTING]

Drop that sheet! Drop it!

Where's Beltran?

Who? Uhn, man.

The Byz Lats were running
errands for Pezuela.

Rest in peace.
So don't you tell me

that you didn't pay your
respects to the big boss man.

Okay, I won't tell you.

[PANTING]

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

Don't! Oh, no! [GRUNTING]

He didn't deliver his big
drug shipment to the blacks,

so that means you and your
crew are doing it for him.

Where is he?

RONNIE: Oh!
WOMAN: You'll kill him!

Hope your pet had his shots.

Stop it! You're gonna kill him!
Stop it!

That's one way to go.
Where's Beltran?

Santi met some Mexi
big shot last week

and made me wait in the car.

[MAN GRUNTS]

VIC: Where?

Old Kaplan warehouse
off Figueroa.

You want him to live,
you better start sucking face.

[Soss]

VIC: Grab it.

Get a couple of unis down here,

pop this asshole
for dealing Kush.

Don't let him near a phone.

I got a 20 on Beltran
and the drugs-.

You think you can get over
your disgust for me long enough

to take down the cartel?

I am not stupid enough

to chase after another
one of your shadows,

whatever your agenda is.

VIC: I told you I'm
gonna deliver this guy.

That's what I'm doing.
You want in on the bust, fine.

If not, I got three other fed
agencies on my speed dial.

Do your thing.

Beltran's grunts are giving
him up to us as we speak.

Be on time tomorrow morning.

ACEVEDA: So as your mayor,
I will make this neighborhood safer

because I will add more police
officers to our streets.

Thank you.

Robert Huggins, a man of God

and mayoral candidate for
the New Paradigm Party.

Vote for me,
and I'll set you free.

Because it's time for a new
paradigm, people.

Sir? Do you have a question?

Don't you think putting
more police on the street

will only make a bad
situation a worse situation?

No, I don't.

The negativity of activity
of a police-uniformed army

using intimidation, deadly
force, and whirly-copters

only gives the
criminally inclined

the permission to do
what it is they do.

We have to disagree on that.

But I Will say this.

That law enforcement
can only do its job

in partnership with each
and every one of you.

We have to work together.

Robert Huggins,
New Paradigm Party.

Vote for me,
and I'll set you free.

You speaking of partnership,

yet when asked to be included
in tonight's town meeting,

I was included out.

You're doing a pretty good job

of getting your two
cents heard anyway.

BILLINGS: Kid's a brick wall.

Every time I drill in on
him, he does an end run,

back to Dutch,
who he seems to have

a very keen understanding
of, by the way.

Do we think there's a chance
the mother's still alive?

She could have gone away
for a spa weekend somewhere.

DUTCH: Rita's dead,

and I'm the reason why.

Just give me one
more shot at him.

CLAUDETTE: With the allegations
and the forensic evidence,

any halfwit lawyer could get
this confession thrown out.

Then tell me how we're
gonna get this kid.

How many people do
I have to talk to

before you find my mother?

I'm Captain Wyms.

All the detectives here
are under my command,

including detective Wagenbach,

who you are saying
is responsible

for your mother's disappearance?

[SIGHS]

I wanna thank you
for coming forward.

Wagenbach has a history

of getting personally
involved with cases.

So I'm taking what you're
saying very seriously.

Do you have any idea
what he did to her?

Some of your mother's clothes

were found in a trash
can outside his house.

They matched the
clothing she was wearing

the last time you saw her.

Did he kill her?

There's no murder
without a body.

I want you to tell me
about the relationship

between your mother
and Wagenbach.

That's a great question.
First of all,

we need to keep gang
members in the classroom

so that they can
get an education.

And then we need to provide
economic opportunities,

jobs, training...
ROBERT: Let's try this.

Y'all can try this at home.
You got quarters in your pocket?

Mr. Huggins...

If you wanna hear what the world
sounds like to Ass-is-veda...

No, don't laugh. Don't laugh.
It's not funny.

If you wanna hear what the world
sounds like to Ass-is-veda,

it's the sound of money.

It makes you deaf. MAN: Amen.

ACEVEDA: That's Aceveda.

And I'm gonna have
to ask you to leave.

I can't hear you.

[PEOPLE LAUGHING]

See, the prison-industrial
complex needs us

to be gangbangers
and dope dealers,

or it will go broke.

You know that.

Officers,
can you escort this gentleman out?

I'm going, I'm going.
I'm all right.

But see, what Mr. Brown-Boss-Man
and them don't tell you is

they're selling our incarcerated
brothers to out-of-state prisons

for a profit.
They don't tell you that.

Sound like slavery, don't it?
Take it easy.

ROBERT: Sound like slavery to you?
Sounds like slavery to me.

Vote for me,
and I will set you free.

COP: Zip it. Zip it now.

Singers, sing my song,
sing my song, sing my song.

PEOPLE: ♪ Let the old ways end ♪

Steve's under the impression

you were doing him a solid
by writing this statement.

Heh. He asked me for a favor,
I obliged him with the truth.

You think he was
faking his injury.

Show me where it says that.

All you have to do is
read between the lines.

Listen, I'm very close to
making this city's countersuit

against my guy go away.

But if I turn this
over to the other side,

which I'm obligated to do,

they're gonna drag
us into court.

And this is my problem how?

It's not, but a jury trial
is nasty and expensive.

Steve could lose his
job, his pension.

He could burn
through his savings.

Now, is that what you
really wanna see happen?

Basically,
Steve's not a bad guy,

but there is no way I'm
gonna let him fleece the city

over a bump on the noggin.

I can get him to drop his claim.

But if the city attorney sees
this turd in sheep's clothing,

they're gonna go after my
guy, full speed ahead.

And that's gonna be on you.

This was more of a rough draft.

What's the minimum
I'd have to say

to keep Steve
getting a paycheck?

Hey, Kim. Hi.

[DOOR OPENS]

MARA: "through the
forest on his horse",

galloping full speed
to save the princess."

[MARA COUGHS]

MARA: "Far off in the distance,

he saw the dark tower
rising through the mist."

JACKSON: Mommy, are you okay?

MARA: I'm fine, baby.
Just listen.

"As the knight got closer,"

"he saw the tower was even
taller than he thought."

"It stood like a black fist,

punching through the clouds
and disappearing into the sky."

[MARA SNIFFLES AND SIGHS]

MARA: "He could hear faint
sounds of the princess crying."

JACKSON: Why was she crying?

MARA: She was scared.

JACKSON: Of what?

MARA: Scared that she would
be trapped there forever.

JACKSON: Do you think I'm
gonna marry a princess?

MARA: You have to listen, honey.

Family meeting.

Captain, one of Shane's
neighbors has called 911.

Said she saw him.
CLAUDETTE: Where?

Walking into his apartment.
Claims he's there inside now.

ACEVEDA: Mackey.
Why you calling me?

I thought Olivia was
your new go-to girl.

She burned me again.
Second time today.

I guess it didn't
take ICE too long

to figure out that they have
a reptile on the payroll.

VIC: What was that moist
little speech you made

about us respecting
each other's end games?

We both want Beltran's
people out of business.

I've got the place,
and the time is right now.

Then do it yourself.

Thought you'd wanna be there
for the press conference,

reach out to your voters.

What do you expect me to do?

Go over Olivia's
head to Chaffee.

Tell him to move on
the intel I gave them

or lax federal drug
enforcement will be the topic

of your next press conference.

Where are we?

Up there. CLAUDETTE: Any sign?

JULIEN: We've stayed clear.

No movement in the window.
No sound coming out of there.

Do you wanna call in SWAT?

If the wife and
kids are in there,

it's automatically
a hostage situation.

He doesn't know we're here.
We go in?

He had a chance to shoot
me, and he didn't.

I think he's gonna go down easy.

We should vest up anyway.

[GRUNTS]

[CLATTERING NEARBY]

[GUNSHOT]

TINA: Captain.

Captain.

ICE isn't coming.

VIC: Aceveda's been all
over Chaffee by now.

No way he will miss out
on his moment in the sun.

Beltran could take off any time.
And once they're on the road...

VIC: No way of knowing
who else is inside.

Without backup,

that's some real cowboy
shit, man.

Yee-haw.

[MAN SINGING IN
SPANISH ON RADIO]

[MAN SPEAKING IN
SPANISH AND LAUGHING]

[WHISPERING] Looks
like one or two guys.

Shh.

[WHISPERING] All right.
We're gonna have to split up.

You're gonna have
to distract them.

I'm gonna take Beltran.

I'm that way.

[MEN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

RONNIE: You, hands up!

[GRUNTING]

[MAN SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

RONNIE: Vic!

Any closer and his
head's a pifiata.

MAN: Let him go.

VIC: Ronnie, you good?
RONNIE: Yeah.

VIC: Where are the drugs?
BELTRAN: It's not drugs.

Don't die on me yet, bitch.
Where are the drugs?

[DOOR OPENS]

AGENT 1: Federal agents.
AGENT 2: Freeze.

AGENT 3: Drop your weapons.

AGENT 4: Put your hands on your head.
Put your hands on your head.

AGENT 5: Drop your weapon.
AGENT 6: Take it.

OLIVIA: Call an ambulance.

We can't make an arrest
without the narcotics.

Where the hell are they?

We're really getting our
money's worth with you guys.

[PEOPLE LAUGH AND WHOOP]

MAN 1: Oh, yeah.
MAN 2: Agent Murray.

Right here.

MAN 3: Come on, look at this.

MAN 4: The whole thing.

MAN 5: Sweet.

MAN 6: Yeah.

MAN 7: Yeah, boy. All right.

Arrest Beltran.

MAN 8: Let's go.
Let's count this up.

[LAUGHING]

MAN 9: I can't believe it.
MAN 10: Whoo!

MAN 11: Hit it.
MAN 12: What a score.

MAN 13: Jackpot. Whoo.
MAN 14: All right.

Department has finally
agreed to settle.

I knew if I held out long
enough and strong enough,

the bastards would blink.

I guess congratulations
are in order.

How did you make out, Steve?

Well, part of the deal is a
confidentiality agreement.

Department can't have
egg on their face.

Let's just say that
I am sitting pretty.

Good for you.

Sorry if the rest of us
don't feel like celebrating.

Can I have a cup? Black.

Sounds like you got some
sort of payday after all.

How do you figure?

Commission on Steve's
settlement, however modest.

Oh, you mean,
the back pay for the two days he missed

when he was injured?
That's all he got.

There was no
confidentiality clause.

Did he really call
me a bitch-dyke?

In the nicest possible way.

He hit on me once.

I took a pass,
I guess he made an assumption.

Here's my card.

Call me sometime,
if you need anything.

Thanks, I don't think I'm gonna
be suing the city anytime soon.

Probably not. But at least
you'll know how to find me.

Looks like someone's been
working on their game.

Yeah? What game?

See,
that's what I'm talking about.

ACEVEDA: That's fantastic.

Well clone, guys. Well clone.

It started when I was approached

with an offer for
campaign money.

So you've been a part of
the actual investigation?

I've been leading it undercover
for several months, yes.

REPORTER: You still find
time to run for mayor.

ACEVEDA: If you want
something done...

RONNIE: We did good work today.
VIC: Yeah.

You okay? Because that
went pretty well in there.

Ronnie, I just got off
the phone with Wyms.

She needs you back at the Barn.
Uni here will give you a lift.

What's up? OLIVIA: Don't know.

Sounded urgent.

All right. I'll see you later.

Wyms needs to see you too.

It must have been hard when
Dutch came into the picture.

It had been you and
your mom for so long.

No, what was hard

was when he started
telling her lies about me

so he could have her to himself.

Why don't you stop telling
lies, Lloyd?

Mom wasn't interested in him,
but he wouldn't leave her alone.

He came to the house to see her.
Ask the neighbors.

Dutch didn't lay a
finger on your mother.

He burned her clothes.

We've got a witness
that clears him.

Who? Me.
I'm a character witness.

I understand that man
better than anyone,

and I know he didn't do this.

Sometimes people
don't know each other

as well as they think.

Like your mother
didn't know you?

Didn't know what she'd been
raising the last 16 years?

Well, I know you.

I've been doing
this for 31 years.

And I've interrogated
liars and cheats,

murderers and psychopaths.

I've even interviewed
a few innocent people.

And when I listen to you,

I hear an evil,
narcissistic young man

who knows his mother is dead.

And knows exactly
how her life ended.

It is my responsibility
to inform you

that you are now a suspect
in the disappearance

and possible murder
of Rita Denton.

I can't talk to you anymore,
because you're a minor,

and you need a lawyer present.

But we'll get one down
here in the morning.

Until then,
you're a guest of the county.

You were in there a long time.
You all right?

It's a matter of time.

Before what?
Before Lloyd breaks.

If we can just outlast him,
we'll get to the truth.

He loves his mother,
no matter what he did to her.

All sons do.

It's an emotional killing.

But eventually,
everything will come spilling out.

There's nobody better
at this than you.

Not even me.

Where are those new meds?
Let me get them for you.

In here? CLAUDETTE: Dutch. Uh...

There are no new meds.

They don't work anymore.

I've tried them all.

And the side effects

were affecting my job
performance anyway.

They must be able to
give you something.

They've got all
kinds of new drugs...

I'm dying.

This is what it looks like.

It's...

[SIGHS]

It's slow,
but it's moving in one direction.

Okay. Let's not go there.

Well, no, not today.

But sooner than later.

This is the disease
that's gonna kill me.

This is an emotional
backlash to Shane.

The world's just
screwed up today.

All I have to do is deal
with this pain every day.

And every day that I
can, I'll show up.

Until the day that I don't.

What can I do? Tell me.

Just keep doing what friends do.

It means a lot.

[SIREN WAILS]

EMT 1: Watch the curb.
EMT 2: Two gunshot wounds.

One to the chest,
one to the abdomen.

He's touch-and-go.

I'll ride with him,
get a statement.

EMT 1: Good luck.

COP: Hey, get these people back.
Set up a perimeter.

Step back, sir. Step back.

EMT 2: One, two, three.
Let's go.

Robert, who did this?

ROBERT: Big... Big Staxx.

Big Staxx, Acorn Park. Why?

I organized a picket line
around his rockhouse.

Crackheads didn't wanna cross.

Crackheads? Wow.

That's big time, Robert.
That's big.

New paradigm.

New paradigm. Yeah.

[GROANS]

I got your vote? Yeah.

I got you? Yeah, Robert-.

Look, see?

You see? You see that?

You got my vote, Robert.

[WHEEZING]

[EKG FLATLINING]

EMT: He's boxing.
Get the paddles.

[DOOR BUZZES]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Ronnie.

HEY-

I gotta talk to you, man.

[CRYING]

So you heard...

about Shane?

No. What?

He killed himself.

What?

At his place.

Gun to his head when
the cops came in.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

And, Vic...

he took Jackson
and Mara with him.

I don't know.

The whole thing's
just so shitty.

But at least we're clear now.

Finally clear of all this shit

that they were holding
over our heads.

I never thought we would be.

We don't even need
lCE's immunity now.

Ronnie... CLAUDETTE: Vic.

I need to ask some questions
about the Vendrell case.

Could you switch seats, please?

Excuse me?

This is my seat. That's yours.

You heard about Shane.

What he did to
his pregnant wife.

To his young son.

He wrote a note.

"I guess enough painkillers"

can make even the worst
kind of hurt go away.

The thing you need to know
is that Mara was innocent

and Jackson was innocent.

They didn't know what
they were drinking,

and their last moments
together were happy ones.

They left the way
I first found them.

Perfect and innocent.

They were innocent,
and they're in heaven now,

and we'll always be a family.

The guilty ones are me and Vic.

Vic led, but I kept following.

I don't think one's
worse than the other,

but we made each other
into something worse

than our individual selves.

I wish I'd never met him.

I see it all now.

There's no apologies I can make,

no explanations I can give.

I was who I was,

and I can't be that
person anymore.

"I can't let myself..."

We think this is where
he was when we came in,

because it stops there.

All those busts,

all those confessions
you got in this room,

illegal or otherwise,

all the drugs you got off
the street tonight for ICE,

you must be very
proud of yourself.

This is what the hero left
on his way out the door.

Dutch.

You bill me for it.

Fine. First payment's due now.

Ronnie!

Ronald Everett Gardocki,
you're under arrest.

For what? The last three years.

The Armenian
money-train robbery.

Covering up Terry
Crowley's murder.

Mackey gave the feds everything.

Already got himself
full immunity.

Not you though.

What?

You told them all of it? Ronnie.

You made a deal for yourself
and you're sending me to prison?

I'm sorry.
My family, I thought Corrine...

You're goddamned sorry?

DUTCH: Process him.
DANNY: Take him in.

I didn't think I had a choice.
What about my goddamned choice?

DANNY: Okay.
Where's my goddamned choice?

I was going to run!

We were gonna run together!
Goddamn it!

What about the team?
What about protecting the goddamn team?

DANNY: Get in.
RONNIE: Goddamn it!

You can go now.

Where are my kids?

Commencement paperwork will
be ready for you to sign

by the end of the day.
Where's my family?

OLIVIA: Soon as they're
in their new location,

I'll let you know they're safe.

Oh, yeah, I tapped into an
old Cl of mine last night.

I got some reliable intel.
A Vietnamese crew

trying to make a move
on the tweeny trade.

You won't be needing your Cl's.

Won't be needing a
weapon, either.

Get it out of this building,
or you put it in a lock box.

This is my personal,
I assumed...

You don't get it.
You're not on the street for us.

Where am I, then?

These are summaries of
recent gang-related activity

in the greater Los Angeles area.

Tom.
We need you to review these,

look for patterns and offer
analysis by way of memo.

At least 10 pages,
single-spaced-.

I'll need the first
report by 6:00 tonight.

This is not what
I signed up for.

Me either. I don't do desks.

Fine. Then you've
violated your agreement,

and you'll be prosecuted for
everything you confessed to.

Read the terms of
your immunity deal.

Mandatory drugs
tests, once a week.

Five written reports a week.

Unfortunately,
it's only for three years,

but I'm gonna see you feel
every single day of it.

Let me talk to Corrine.

You can't...

I gotta see my kids.

It's suit-and-tie here.

Lunch hour, go home and change.

ACEVEDA: These rumors circulating
that I had anything to do

with this crackpot
candidate's death...

That's how it goes, you know.

In the hood,
rumors take on a life of their own.

But I cannot ignore
a bomb threat

to your campaign headquarters,

no matter how far-fetched.
The worst part is,

this Huggins fellow
apparently saw it coming.

He asked Tina for police
protection yesterday

before he got shot.

How you holding up?

Got complaints.
No need to share.

Wouldn't have anything to do
with the man who got away?

You know, we both spent
a lot of time and energy

in this room trying
to put that man away.

I caught your press conference.

Congratulations.
You're gonna be the mayor.

Well, there's the little
matter of the election.

I'm sure that won't stop you.

This is the kitchen.

We ask people who bring
lunches to label them

so there'll be no confusion.

The lights and air-conditioning

will shut off
automatically at 6 p.m.

unless you call extension 863

and let them know that
you're working late.

Under no circumstances should
you adjust the thermostat.

If you want to change
the temperature,

it really has to be authorized
by a maintenance supervisor.

Here we are.

If you need anything,

you can always reach
me in Human Resources,

extension 912.

I'm gonna leave your
key card on the desk.

Okay.
Here, I'll get that for you.

It doesn't particularly...

Inside,
it's not a whole lot better.

Pretty basic, but it's quiet,

and the schools
are getting better.

The district grades out well,

particularly the programs
for autistic children.

There's an ice rink
a couple miles away.

And guess what.

There is a museum here
with an actual dinosaur.

The largest and finest
juvenile T-rex in the world

is right here at the
fabulous Burpee Museum.

Her name's Jane.

There's parks nearby.
The shopping.

Mostly on the shop...
Stop, stop.

It's, um... It's perfect.

Have you thought
about the nickname

you'd like us to call you?

Your legacy? Detective.

Without one,
it's easy to be forgotten.

You ever heard the
name Mack Ray Edwards?

See?
Edwards worked for the county,

helped build the Los
Angeles freeways.

From 1953 to 1969,

he slaughtered
children at night,

planted their bodies in the
soil that he would pave over

with asphalt the next day.

This city's roads are literally
paved with dead bodies.

Fifty percent of the
world's known serial killers

have spent at least a
portion of their lives

in Southern California.

Why do you think that is?

It's because everyone comes
to Los Angeles to get famous.

Get ready for your
close-up, Lloyd.

[PEOPLE LAUGHING AND CHATTERING]

MAN 1: Out of the
academy for one year.

MAN 2: Way to go.
Congratulations.

I made it. I made it.

DANNY: 2-11 in progress.
Shots have been fired.

Broadway and Lenox.
Downtown officers need help.

MAN 3: All right, all right.

[SIREN WAILING]

♪ When you turned
out The light ♪

♪ And walked out the door ♪

♪ I said to myself What
did I come here for ♪

♪ Did you have a good time
Drinking whiskey and rhyme ♪

♪ And did you want to
be Bonnie and Clyde ♪

♪ What goes on in your mind
What goes on in your head ♪

♪ Who did you think I would be
Ha, well, you got me instead ♪

♪ You think there's
Some connection ♪

♪ That I'm your female
Reflection, but no ♪

♪ I can be loyal
And I can be true ♪

♪ But that's for somebody else
And it will never be you ♪

♪ You think we're
Predetermined ♪

♪ But, babe,
you're learning Way too slow ♪

♪ But it seems Such
a long time ago ♪

♪ Oh, fishman ♪

♪ Oh, he can see things
You'll never know how to see ♪

♪ He's three times the man
You'll never know how to be ♪

♪ I'll do anything he wants ♪

♪ And I'll go anywhere
He wants me to go ♪

♪ And if that isn't love ♪

♪ Then I guess I'll
just never know ♪

[GUNSHOTS]

♪ But it seems Such
a long time ago ♪