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NARRATOR: Previously
on The Shield...

CAPTAIN: Mr. Esteana claims
you used excessive force

during his arrest.

Fourth complaint
since I came here.

If you don't like the timetable,
you take it up with Gilroy.

In this building,
I'm in charge.

Well, maybe In your own mind,
amigo,

but in the real world,
I don't answer to you.

Not even on cinco de mayo.

What's your take
on Vic Mackey?

I don't judge other cops.

Mackey's not a cop.
He's Al Capone with a badge.

The guy I saw Mackey
talking to

is a drug dealer--

Named Rondell Robinson.

Are you suggesting Mackey's
working for a drug dealer?

I'm suggesting the drug dealer's
working for Mackey.

Who's he?
Moses Hernandez.

He's in Justice.

We're talking about
making a case

that puts Mackey behind bars
for a long time.

What are you
getting out of this?

I just want a dirty cop
off the street.

It's all about trust.
Otherwise, you end up dead.

Yeah.

Knock, knock. Who's there?

Strike Team,

Mr. Drug Dealer.

Terry here is losing his cherry
tonight. He's coming with us.

[SCREAMS]

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

911. What is your emergency?

MAN: I've got
an officer down!

I'm sorry.
Could you please repeat that?

This is Detective
Vic Mackey.

I've got
an officer down. I--

You have an officer down.

The goddamn police radio in
the van isn't working. I just--

What is the condition
of the officer?

Condition.

He's dying!
We're in a house.

I have the address.

[TO OTHER OFFICERS]
Where are we?

An ambulance is en route.

I'm-- I'm coming.

Detective...

[DIAL TONE]

Detective?

VIC: He was about
10, 15 feet

in front of me
and Shane,

when I hear this gunshot
and I see Terry go down.

Jesus.

Shane and I
turn around the corner

and we see the guy
in this back bathroom.

He gets off a few rounds.
We hit back.

We should
kill the prick.

[CAR DOORS SLAM]

Hey. He's a tough
son of a bitch, Terry,

all right.
He's gonna be okay.

What happened?

Terry's down?

Yeah.

How is he?

Took a head shot.

Yeah.

I didn't clear
the room.

I was point.

The first thing you do
is clear the room.

Look, we both
missed him, dude.

[CLEARS THROAT]

At 1:29 a.m.,
Detective Terry Crowley

was admitted for a single
gunshot wound

to the face.

Surgeons made...

made every attempt
to resuscitate him.

Oh, shit.

Ultimately,

their attempts
were unsuccessful.

[OFFICERS GASP]

Detective Crowley
was pronounced dead

at 2:13 this morning.

No!

Damn.

I'm responsible.

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I'm responsible.

Responsible how?

It was my operation.
I called the shots.

What could you
have done differently?

Terry asked me
to move him up.

He was part of your team.

He wasn't ready for this.

Eight years
on the force,

a stint in robbery,
two commendations...

Sounds to me like he was ready.

Strike team's
different.

Really?

We knock down the doors
other cops don't want to.

My guys accept the risks

because they know
I will take care of them.

We go out on a mission,

I expect every
single one of them to come home.

Anything else is unacceptable.

What's taking so long?

They're asking
their questions.

Yeah, well...

how many questions
can they have?

Look, how would it look

if IAD only took
five minutes to call this thing?

They have to be thorough.

Aceveda's gonna use this
to shut us down.

Look, Aceveda's
a water boy.

He can't do dick.

Then why is it
taking him so long?

Look, for the last time,
I swear to God, Shane...

I answered your quesllon.
No, no. You- All right.

Detective Vendrell.

Yeah, that's me.

Just tell them
what happened.

Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.

What are you
doing back here?

Not our crime
scene anymore.

IAD Gave us a friendly shove.
Well, why didn't you shove back?

Assistant Chief Gilroy
gave the order.

Gilroy. He's there?
He was.

I don't like
spending five hours

collecting evidence
for someone else.

Are we on this case
or aren't we?

David.

Sir.

Your office?

Thanks for your good work
this morning,

Claudette.

It hasn't
been wasted.

No, just our time.

Sir.

Where the he"
were you last night?

What do you mean?

Detective Crowley
got shot.

I left you
a message.

Yeah, I got it.

So?

So you didn't say
anything

about me having
to come down.

I shouldn't
have to.

A fellow officer
was dying

in that hospital.

I said a prayer for him.

A prayer?

What?

I've been on the job
for three weeks.

I didn't even know
that guy.

Rule number one:
he was a cop.

That means
you knew him.

Two deaths, two investigations.

David, please...

You can't have your cops

invesfigafing
yourcops.

If you clear
the strike team,

that's gonna smack
of favoritism.

If you actually
find something,

you're gonna have a civil war
on your hands.

Let Internal Affairs
do their job.

[SIGHS]

Has anyone sent
department sympathies

to Crowley's family?

I spoke to his mother
an hour ago.

Someone from our side
should speak at the funeral.

Well, perhaps you--

No. He was your man.

I'm sure you'll
represent us well.

You're the first person

that Vic Mackey
brought aboard

when he assembled
the strike team.

We worked a few
things together.

So there was a comfort level.

Yeah.

Same with the other guys?
Uh, Vic knew them too.

Detective Crowley?

No, ma'am, he was
recommended by someone.

I don't recall who.

80 Terry was an outsider.

No, he was a new guy,

but once Vic
puts you on the team,

then... then you're on the team.

Hey.

Hi.

Strike team's getting
the third degree, huh?

Yeah, looks
like it.

You're assigned
the crime scene, right?

We're off it now.

The guys are curious.

I told them I'd try to find out
what's going on.

Any idea?

Looks to me
like Vic and his cowboys

went in undermanned
with a half-assed plan,

and managed
to get a guy killed.

Then again,
I'm off the case.

Later, okay.

Tell them this is I.A.,
not the Wild West.

I'd know those fingernails
anywhere.

How are you
holding up?

I lost a guy.
I don't like it.

I saw you

at the hospital
last night.

I saw you too.

You had a crowd.
I didn't want--

It's all right.

Look, I don't want
you to think that--

I don't.

[SOFTLY] Look,
if you need a break

from all this,
if you wanna talk...

Come find me, okay?

That's good to know.

Any time
someone kills a cop,

scumbags
get it into their heads

that it's open season.

Police
rule number...

Three: cop goes down,

we re-establish
our dominance on the street.

Someone mouths off,
they hit the pavement.

Okay.

Someone resists, we make sure
they make a pit stop

at the emergency room.

We gotta make sure

these assholes know
who's in charge.

Right?

Loud and clear.

What happened
to your hand?

I put it through
a window.

Last night during the raid?

No, after, when I found out
about Terry.

Is it all right?

Yeah.

Cut up pretty bad though, huh?

Any tendon damage?

Can we just get this
the hell over with, please?

[SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING]

CAPTAIN: Vic Mackey
sent Terry to that house

to get killed.

You don't know that.

Please.

Cops get killed
in the line of duty.

Did you tell anyone

Terry was trying
to take down Mackey? Did you?

David--

Because I didn't,
and Terry's dead.

I followed protocol.

Protocol.

The things
that Terry wanted--

a job, a car...

I'm not authorized
to sign off on.

So you broke the circle.

I sent his requests
up the ladder.

This is
the Justice department.

So they can be trusted?

I've got
to go to IAD.

[LAUGHS] Why?

To let them know

exactly why
Mackey wanted Terry dead.

You can't do that.

They're gonna
let him walk, Moses.

If they have motive,
they'll dig deeper.

David, you initiated
an off-the-books investigation

into one of your own men.

Now, you come forward,
your career's dead.

We sent Terry to his own death.
What am I supposed to do?

Well, what do you hope
to accomplish?

It won't prove
that Vic set Terry up.

You'll lose the power

you've worked your whole life
to acquire.

I'm not gonna let him
get away with it.

[BAGPIPES PLAYING]

CAPTAIN: There is an epitaph

for an unknown soldier
that goes--

Do not stand
on my grave and weep,

for I am not there.

Do not sleep.

With my brothers in the field,
IkneeL

Their lives, my merit,
my death, their zeal.

I believe
these words do express

the sentiments
of Detective Terry Crowley,

a good man

and an exemplary police officer

who served his community
and his department

with dignity,
loyalty, and courage.

In the brief time
that I was fortunate enough

to work with Terry,

I came to know him
as a man who embraced life,

adored his
friends and family,

and loved being a cop.

OFFICIANT: I am
the resurrection and the life.

He that believeth in me,

even though he were dead,
yet shall he live.

CROWD: Amen.

OFFICIANT:
The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down
in green pastures.

He Ieadeth me beside
the still waters...

CAPTAIN: We will miss
his service and his good nature.

And I know I speak
on behalf of the entire force

when I say,

Terry, our lives are your merit,

and your memory gives us zeal.

OFFICIANT: He Ieadeth me
beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

Yea, though I walk
through the valley

of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,

for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff,
they comfort me.

Fire.

Fire.

[GUNSHOT]

I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry!
Mama's sorry!

It's all right, now.
It's all right.

Mama's sorry, baby!
Mama's sorry. Mama's sorry.

You'll be all right.
You'll be all right.

Come on, now.

What are you doing?

What?

Save it
for the car ride, Shane.

What's the matter
with you?

I just didn't expect
to see his mother here--

Yeah, he had a mom.
So what?

So, what did we do, Vic?

Hey. What we had to.

Oh, Christ.
Come on, man.

Enough. Come on.

I'm cold, man.

Look, we made him
one of us,

and what did he do?

Huh? What did he do?

He turned rat.

He tried to stick
you and me both in a cage

with the same
goddamn animals

we fight every day.

Now, did I enjoy it?

No.

Did it need
to be done?

You're goddamn right
it did.

Now, Shane,
listen to me.

We're gonna ride
this out. Right?

I'm so sorry
for your loss.

[BAGPIPE PLAYING CONTINUES]

[POLICE SIREN WAILS]

Sir, step back.

Oh, no. It's cool.
I called you.

Step away
from the body, sir.

But I need to get
the money he owes me.

Don't make me
warn you again, sir.

He's got to have my cash here
somewhere.

Sir, I'm not gonna
warn you again.

No, I just need to get
the money he owes me.

What she said...
Julien!

What? What!

[SUSPECT SHOUTING]

What were you doing
to that body?

Man, Levi said he had
the hundred he owed me,

so I thought I'd come here
and I see somebody shot him.

So I went down the block
and called for 911

and come back here
to get my money.

[SUSPECT MOANS]

Jesus, Julien,
this guy's still alive.

This is 1-tango-13.
I need an R.A. to respond.

Hey, Levi. Keep fighting, man.
Keep fighting.

I'll collect from you later!

Let's go.

Shane barely touched
his pork chops.

I don't think
he's doing well.

He's gonna be fine.

He don't seem fine.

It hasn't even been
a week yet.

[BABY CRYING, MICROWAVE BEEPING]

I'm coming, sweetie.

It's like he blames himself
for the whole thing.

It's not normal.

I mean, it's not like
he killed Terry.

Here I am, baby.

No, I'm sitting poolside

with this guy named Frank,
right--

A transvestite?

He's buying
drinks, man.

I figure, what the hell.

Right?
The guy to always hang out with.

He's 50 years old!
You gotta be joking me, man.

Come on. You holding out
on me, Shane?

I got the fresh meat.
This here's Terry.

He comes to us
from Robbery.

Ron.

Robbery?

You mean, like,
the fag squad, man.

[LAUGHS] Well, they ran out
of fresh asses,

so I figured I'd try
you prom queens on for size.

Oh, that's
not bad.

VIC: Hey, if you're looking
for fresh asses,

I'd cross Shane
off your list.

[ALL LAUGH]

[LISPING] Oh, stop it, mister.
Stop it.

Well, it looks like
it's gonna be a blast

to run with you guys.

You just make sure
you keep up.

I'll try.

Don't let these pussies
haze you too bad either.

[SOUTHERN ACCENT]
Yeah, we love you pretty boys

from robbery.

Know how
to play pitch?

Uh, no.
No?

You bring
your wallet?

Don't let them stick you
with Shane as a partner.

He always loses.
Uh-huh.

That's because y'all
are a bunch of cheaters.

And he's a crybaby, dude.
You're all a bunch of--

Shut up, Shane.
Don't trust one of these guys.

You know what?
He's the worst player in here.

[BOY YELLING]

[YELLING]

Okay, Captain Infinity,

let's get you ready for school.

Come on.

Body was over there.

We found one shell casing
a few feet away.

How's the victim?

Paramedic says
he's swirling down the drain.

Who said that?
Randy?

Yeah.

Sounds like Randy--
cynical bastard.

Does the rookie
ever talk?

Yeah, he talks.

What does this tell you?
Ma'am?

Well, you're
our first eyes and ears

on a crime scene.

What does this one
tell you?

Overturned carts,
footprints...

clear sign
of a struggle.

Actually, the struggle
occurred after we arrived.

There was a guy going through
the victim's pockets.

After repeated requests to stop,
I pulled him off the body.

Knocking over
the churro cart

and getting
powdered sugar

spread all over
our crime scene?

Yes, ma'am.

Actually, detective,
it was my fault.

I should have
taken control--

I hope this
isn't the way

you teach a trainee

how to preserve
a crime scene.

This is how
murderers go free, son.

Don't take it
hard.

She's in
a pissy mood

because it's
her birthday.

Did we-- Is this scheduled?

No. Frances came by to give me
her preliminary report.

I wanted you
to get a sneak peek at it too.

We wrapped up
the interviews.

I'll fast track ballistics

and get you
a final copy

in the next
couple of weeks.

Bottom line: it wasn't
a model operation,

but it wasn't a crime, either.

Vic and his boys
look okay on this one.

Really?

The drug dealer's
girlfriend confirms

the strike team's account.

She puts the gun
that killed Detective Crowley

in the dealer's hands
seconds before the shooting.

Thanks for the fast work,
Frances.

Mm-hmm.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Oh, she must be good.

Two men killed,
a dozen rounds fired,

no ballistics,

and she's already
making her call.

It's a preliminary
report, David.

I just don't want to be accused
of whitewashing anything.

The last thing
this department needs

is to add another chapter
in the Rodney King-O.J. book.

I don't wanna be a chapter
in that book, either.

I'll make sure she doesn't
get lazy on this one, okay?

It was a great eulogy,
by the way.

It was very nice.

If my dad dies,
it's all my fault.

Why's that?

Dad wanted me to go
to college around here...

Live at home.
He's a vendor.

He doesn't make
much money.

But I wanted Stanford.

I had gotten a scholarship,
but it didn't cover everything.

There was still
books, housing...

When he found out, he said
if that was my dream,

he'd make it happen.

That's when
he stopped paying.

Stopped paying what?

Protection money.

This bully
in the neighborhood

made all
the vendors pay.

My father
wasn't licensed, so--

So he didn't go to the police.

I told him

he couldn't stop
paying the guy,

but he said it was the only way
I could go to Stanford.

He was so proud
when I had gotten in.

I begged him
to pay the money, but...

[SNIFFLES]

The thug that did this
to my dad--

can you guys really get him?

We can try. Who is he?

His name's Marlon Demeral.

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING
INSIDE HOME]

DANNY:
Marlon Demeral?

Yeah. 80?

You need
to come with us.

Thanks, but I think
If Ilpass.

WOMAN: What's going on here?
Come on, man.

You can go peacefully or not.

Hey! Let's go.

How about I don't go at all?

Hey, what's the emergency,
brother?

You're wanted for questioning
in a shooting.

A shooting? When?
Today.

Today? Look, I ain't
shoot nobody today.

What are you
doing to my boy?

Take him out.
Come on.

Come on,man.
Let's go.

Mama, get the camcorder!
They're taking Marlon!

Stay in the house.

Hey. What is wrong
with you? Look--

Stay in
the house.

Let him go.
He didn't do anything.

Come on. He's
my son's father.

Mama, get the video!
I didn't shoot nobody, man.

Right, right, yeah.
You didn't do anything.

Who are you to say
something like that?

You a brother?

Or did you give that up
just to become one of them?

Look what you're doing
to one of your brothers!

He's not my brother.
Let go of my boy!

Mama, get the camcorder!
They're taking Marlon!

You ain't got
nothin' to do today?

He did not--

Know what? You ain't
nothing but a Uncle Tom!

Uncle Tom?

That's right.
If the Oreo wrapper fits...

wear it, brother.

Shut up.
Yeah.

Don't go making it
black and white, Marlon.

Take the pictures.
Smile for the camera!

Goddamn cops!

[GRUNTING]

But I'm like,

where the hell am I supposed
to find a dental dam

at 2 in the morning?

What's a dental dam?

It's like a rubber
that you put on your mouth

when you go down
on a chick.

No. Are you serious?

You feel the need
to put on a dental dam,

I gotta question what your face
is doing down there

in the first place.

No, no, no.
She had made a specific request.

Sounds like
a petri dish with legs to me.

I'd think about investing

in a couple of syringes
of penicillin.

Whatever--
so I find this

all-night Vietnamese
convenience store, right,

and they carry them.

Leave it to Charlie
to stock the dental dams

right next to the toothpaste.

Are you serious?

I rush back.

I slap this thing on,
and I am going to town.

I'm like Gene Simmons on that.

I was like
the Tao of Poon,

I swear to God.

And, she's like,
"I don't feel anything."

And you're like, "Really?
Because that's my dick."

[ALL LAUGH]

Have you ever actually tried
to use one of these things?

I guess you and me dated
a different breed of woman.

Down and dirty.

No pun intended.

Oh, don't make me hurt you.

[GRUNTING]

What time is lunch
around this place?

[DOOR BUZZES]
Shut up.

Because you worked me up
an appetite.

Tom here could use a bite too.

It's "sir" to you.

Well, yes, sir.

Uncle Tom is looking
mighty hungry.

Detectives, meet
Marlon Demeral.

Pleasure.

Shut up.

Is that the only word
you ladies know?

Enjoy.

Happy birthday,
by the way.

You told her?

No.

Yes, by accident.

Come with me, Marlon.

Whatever you say,
birthday girl.

MAN: Hello, you, uh...

you gonna grab a beer
with us tonight?

Can't. I've got
other plans.

What's with
your partner?

Can't spend a little
quality time

with his fellow
boys in blue?

Look, I'm just going to church
tonight.

God can wait.

Tonight, my friend,
you get your first B & B.

What's a B & B?

It's a little tradition
we have around here.

Nothing like
your very first one.

Be at the motor pool
at the end of the shift.

You skip out on us,
it's your ass.

Come on. Let's get
outta here.

What's a B & B?

It's stupid,
and it's juvenile,

and the sooner you
get it over with,

the sooner
you'll be accepted

by Jackson
and the rest of them.

Why should I care
what they think?

Rule number seven:

those guys might be
overgrown frat boys,

but someday,

they could be
the only thing

that comes between
you and a bullet.

Look. What y'all got to eat
around here?

DUTCH: How about
a nice churro?

You like churros, Marlon?

Yeah, that sugary shit
is all right.

But what I'm really jonesing for
is a cheeseburger.

Let me see if I can
accommodate you.

My man.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Oh, come on, sweet thing.

Now, I know you got

a smile for me
underneath all that.

Uh, Dutch?

Dutch?

Captain.

I, uh, I could use
your help

with an interrogation.

I'm in the middle
of a case.

Well, Claudette's
got it under control.

All right.

That's what all this is about?

Look, you could have
saved me a trip.

Read my lips.
I did not kill Pancho. Okay?

Nivan Gonzalez.

And he's still alive
at the moment.

Whatever. I didn't shoot nobody
this morning,

but I'll turn you on
to who did, though.

Oh, will you, now?

Yeah.

But, uh, you gotta
get me something first.

And what is that?

A cheeseburger.

I'm hungry as hell!

Talk first, then you eat.

Oh, come on.

All right, all right.

Yeah, I had a protection thing
going on

with those
churro chumps.

You know, and it was
a good gig, too...

till last month.

This new Mexican gang comes in
packing some serious heat,

tells me they moving in
on my business.

And what gang was this?

They call themselves
the Los Magnificos.

You know.

See, that's what's wrong
with this country.

I'm prime example
numero unto.

Here I am trying
to make a serious buck,

and then in comes some wetback
shaking away my job.

Your job?

My job.

Your job was illegally
shaking down churro vendors.

Look, a job is a job, lady.

Now, I like mine well done,
just like me,

with everything.

No onions.

They give me
a rash.

I don't find you funny.

You lookin' for me?

We'd like to ask you
some questions.

About What?

About how
Terry died.

Oh, are you IAD now?

Seems right up your alley.

I don't feel IAD
checked every angle.

Oh. So now you got questions.

I've got a few.

What's stopping me
from having my PBA rep

tell you to blow me?

Nothing.

If Vic Mackey wants
to hide behind a lawyer,

then that's the way it'll be.

[LAUGHS]

Seems right up your alley.

Ask your goddamn questions.

Why'd you go in
without more backup?

A battalion of cops
makes a lot of noise.

It's called
the element of surprise.

Imagine my surprise
when I heard

you got one of
your guys killed.

Well, those of us

who venture out
past our desks

sometimes get
shot at.

You could have brought
more firepower

without tipping
him off.

Well, who should I have had
watching our backs? You?

I'd hate to have to change
your diaper afterwards.

Better than burying
one of your own.

So you fired at the dealer,

the dealer returned fire,
hitting Terry.

No.

Like I told IAD,

Two-Time shot Terry,
then Shane and I returned fire.

Sounds textbook to me.
What?

That's all we got.

Thanks for your time.

"That's all we've got"?

Was that supposed to make him
spontaneously confess?

No. It's supposed
to make him feel safe.

Now we go after
the weak link in the chain.

Who's the weak link?

[DOOR OPENS]

What was that
all about?

Aceveda is spinning
his wheels, as usual.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Enter.

Hey, what can you tell me

about a new gang called
Los Magnificos?

Well, they're not so new,

but they been clawing
their way up the food chain

for the last
six months.

Well, I think someone
from the gang

pulled the trigger
on my churro guy.

Any bushes you can beat?

Looks like we've been invited
to the party, ladies.

Let's go.

Huh?

Let's do it.

Hey, I hear
it's your birthday.

Happy birthday.

I need to ask Shane
a few questions.

Me?

I need 10 minutes.

I'll send him
to catch up with you.

I'm cool.

I'm gonna grab
a Coke first.

Do you need
anything?

SHANE: No.

How's the
paintbrush, bro?

Hey, man, don't be coming
around here

unless you looking to buy.

And no more freebies.

You want some info,

you gonna have to buy
something this time.

All right.

Lem, pick the poison.

What do I know
about art, man?

Ronnie?

Uh...

I kind of like
the one with the clouds.

You got a place
for it?

Yeah, I guess.

VIC: All right. How much?

Give me a hundred.

And don't be hanging it
in no bathroom, neither.

[LAUGHS]

Looking
for Los Mag.

Shot up a churro vendor.

Hey, man, look.

People say amigo
didn't want to pay his freight,

ignored a couple
of warnings,

Les Mags sent “m a baby banger
to do the duty deed.

It earned him his stripes.

Initiation shooting?

Things they got
these kids doing...

You have to bake
a batch of brownies

back in your day then, bro?

Getting into life
was a lot more fun

than getting out.

Yeah, I heard you lost a man
a few days back.

Yeah.

Tough times, Vic.

I don't know.

Maybe someday,
somebody even win this war.

I intend to.

See you around.

All right, man.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING]

This little vato
ready for the barrio?

[GRUNTS]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

VIC: The wannabe
getting initiated,

he's our shooter.

I'll take him.

Anybody else gets caught
in our net, it's gravy.

Are we going in?

Nah. This punk-ass
wants a beating.

I say we let him
haveit

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

What's he saying?

Welcome to the life.

You were supposed
to be his backup.

We were backup.

Why is
Terry dead, then?

Wrong place, wrong time.

Aren't you and Vic
supposed to be

these kick-ass top cops?

How does somebody
you're backing up

get blown away
by some pissant drug dealer?

IAD cleared us.

I didn't clear you.

It just went bad. That's all.

You lie.

You notice how every time
he lies, he squints.

You squint
when you lie.

No, I don't.

You're squinting now.

[SPANISH MUSIC CONTINUES]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

All right. Playtime's over.

Last one down the hill
gets to drink the backwash.

All right. We're a go
in three, two, one, go!

[SIRENS WAILING]

[RANDOM SHOUTING]

Hey! Police!

Hands up! Freeze!

[SHOUTING]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[MOANS]

Hola, pequito mas?

Bienvenido a la vida.

[POLICE DISPATCHER
TALKS OVER RADIO]

You let Terry Crowley
get killed.

Why would
we do that?

You know why.

IAD cleared us.

You know a drug dealer
named Rondell Robinson?

No.

You're squinting.
You don't know him?

I know who he is.

I meant I don't know him
personally.

So if I had a witness
that saw you and Vic

acting real friendly
with Rondell Robinson,

that would be
a lie.

That's right.

So that witness didn't see
the three of you at a car wash?

Uh, well... Vic was just putting
a scare into him,

letting him know that we were--
we were watching him.

So you lied
about that.

No, I didn't lie about that.
I meant something else.

I meant just something else.
Icaughtyou.

Terry knew that
you and Vic were in bed

with Rondell Robinson,
so Terry had to die.

Terry was part of our team.

You didn't trust him.
He was your errand boy.

This is bullshit.

You led Terry
into that house to die.

No. Not true.

The one guy who disapproved
of Vic and RondelI

is the only team member

who didn't come out
of that house alive.

That's a coincidence?

Believe what you want.

Terry was gonna
turn you in,

so Vlcwantad hlm dead.
No.

Vic needed him dead!

No!

Oh, God. The shot.

That's what
the last shot was.

The last shot?

Two-Time's girlfriend
says in her statement

that she heard the last shot
10, 15 seconds

after the others.

When we approached Two-Time,
he moved.

Vic couldn't leave it to chance.

They fired once more.

That's the shot
that killed Terry.

No way.

Vlc ilrod that shot. didn't he?
No.

Stop squinting!

I know.

[WHISPERING]
I know.

You're wrong.

I want Mackey.

You don't have
to go down with him.

That is not how it happened.

Stop lying to me.

I know what happened.

I have a witness, Shane.

He connects you and Vic
with Rondell Robinson.

I have a witness.

Give me Vic
and your problems end.

Just give me Mackey.

[DOOR SLAMS OPEN]

What the hell's going on here?

You've had him here
for two hours?

He's making up sick shit
about us, Vic.

VIC: Go downstairs.
Wait for me.

SHANE:
This whole thing is a joke.

VIC: Grab a sandwich,
Dutch Boy.

I know
what you did.

Up until now,
I've tolerated you.

You come near my men again,
I'm gonna lose patience.

You listening?

I know.

[DOOR SLAMS]

The churro guy you shot's
in surgery.

The doctors don't know
whether he'll live or die.

Tell her you didn't
shoot this man.

If you tell me
who put you up to this,

I'll see if I can get you
placed in juvie court.

If you wait
and he dies, though...

you'll be tried for murder
as an adult.

Please tell her
you didn't do this.

Of course I didn't do it.

You see?

I shoot someone?

He don't almost end up dead.

Bitch ends up all dead.

That's your alibi?

If you'd have shot him,
he'd be dead?

Hell, yeah. That's my alibi.

Guess what.

Churro guy's actually
gonna make it.

Good.

You're not gonna believe
what just went down

between Aceveda
and Mackey.

I don't want to know.

Yeah, no,
but this is--

Anyone who gets
between those two

is just gonna end up

with a hose full of piss
running down his leg.

[SIGHS]
Good news and bad news.

Bad news is...

the churro vendor just died.

Dios mio.

Good news
for your son, though.

Someone else is taking credit
for the killing.

Yeah, no,
but this is--

Yeah, some guy
named Marlon

walked in off the street,

said your gang was trying

to muscle in
on his business,

so he decided to show
the other vendors

that your gang
couldn't protect them.

Marlon didn't do no shooting.

Apparently, he did.

Everyone is in the streets

talking about
how he showed your boys up.

That old man
stopped paying us.

That's my shooting.

He's just looking
to piggyback a rap.

Olman, no.

So, what, you're trying to take
credit for what happened now?

No. Stop--

I told you if I shot him,
he'd be dead, right.

People need to know.

Los Mags own these streets.

Who asked you
to do the shooting?

I ain't never
telling you that.

These are my brothers now.

Do you know
what this means, Olman?

Means I earned
my way in.

No.

It means
you're going to jail.

At least I'll have
family there.

[DOOR OPENS]

Tell me you didn't
re-open an investigation

that wasn't yours
in the first place.

There were
unanswered questions.

You accused Vic Mackey
of working with a drug dealer.

Who's your witness?

Anonymous tip.

Anyone who can corroborate it?

Is there something
you know that I don't

that explains why
you're still pursuing this?

Well?

No.

Then it ends here.

Christ, David.

You're doing a good job.

Chief said so
the other day.

Don't lose focus now.

I won't.

Good.

Thanks for getting

Captain Ass-Invader
off my back.

Yeah, it wouldn't
kill you

to show him
a little more respect.

Come on.

Hey, Vic, the men here
take their cues from you.

I'm just saying
dial it down.

I don't do my best work

with him nipping
at my heels.

Which is why
I'm watching out for you.

Good.

Question is,
are you watching out for me?

Meaning?

Well, my guys tipped you off

that Terry was looking
to take you down.

Ben, the bustjust went bad.

My source at Justice
is all over my ass.

He wants to know

if you made us all
accomplices to a murder.

I told him
you'd never,

never do that
to me.

Would you?

Terry got overeager.
He got himself killed.

End of story?

End of story.

It better be.

[SIGHS]

Is this from you?

[LAUGHS]
No.

I know how you feel
about birthdays.

Denture cream.

[APPLAUSE]

Thank you.

Because I'm getting old.

I don't see a card.

Anyone want to take credit
for this?

Not me.

I didn't think so.

How's the birthday
girl doing?

Don't say that word.

I came to take you
dancing.

I don't want
to go dancing.

Oh, now, we gotta
do something, honey.

It's your birthday.

So?

So it's ladies' night

at the Crimson.

I have it on
very good authority

that Franklin Green's
gonna be there.

His divorce final?

Two weeks ago.

I can't let Franklin Green
see me looking like this.

Which is why
we're gonna

spruce up first,

then go to the Crimson.

We too old
to be chasing men around.

I'm not.

Neither am I. Come on.

ALL: Drink! Drink! Drink!
Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

Drink! Drink! Drink!
Drink! Drink! Drink!

Hey!

Shoo!

Who said the Jesus freak
couldn't drink, huh?

Shoo!

Your B & B's almost complete,
buddy boy.

You had the beer.

Now it's time
for the blow.

You're kidding.

I kid you not.

She's a
badge sucker.

[LAUGHS]

What's a badge sucker?

A badge sucker, man.

A badge sucker.
She digs cops, okay.

She's like the neighborhood
welcoming committee.

Ah! Listen, listen.

A better-- a better hummer
you're not gonna find.

Trust me.

No, I cannot--

No, no, stay,
stay, stay, listen.

Sit down, huh?

This isn't
torture, okay.

We've all gone
through this.

Julien,
say hi to Betty.

So this is the new guy?

Go!

[WHISPERING]
Welcome to the force.

Handsome.

And he's lucky too.

Wanna go for a walk?

No, fellows, I cannot.

I can-- No.
Come on.

No! No! Whoa!

Come on, now.

Go-

[INDIAARIE'S
"PROMISES" PLAYING]

J“ Promise is a promise
In my eyes J“

J“ Can't say you're gonna
Just to compromise J“

J“ The very thing that keeps
Two hearts intertwined J“

Now, wait.
Come on.

[LAUGHING]

Come on. Let's get you
over here.

Relax, officer.

This is a lot more fun
than roll call.

You don't have to do this
if you don't want.

[FLY UNZIPPING]

Check this out.

Shh.

J“ Her wedding day
And she's thinking about J“

J“ The way he won her affection J“

[LAUGHING]

Oh, yeah. Oh, oh.

Shh. Shh.

Oh, she love him long time.

[LAUGHING]

Go!

J“ He looked her in her eye
With sincerity J“

J“ Said he only wanted
To protect her, so she... J“

Thanks a lot.

J“ Took a chance on him J“

♪ And she's glad she did
'Cause he came for real J“

J“ And he did
Just what he said J“

You don't put me
in an interrogation room

without giving me
all the goddamn facts.

I wanted them
to feel

like you had
nothing on them.

Then I could take my shot.

You didn't think

they'd respect me
enough to fear me?

No. I didn't.

Well, that's
pretty shitty.

Sorry.

Y-You really think

Vic had something to do
with Terry dying?

J“ A promise is a promise
You can't deny J“

J“ There's no way J“

J“ No way J“

J“ No, there ain't no way J“

J“ The man's only
As good as his word J' ♪

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♪ Day ♪

♪ Day ♪

J“ Living the good life J“

J“ Throw your hands up J“

J“ Just another day J“

J“ Just another day J“

♪ Day ♪

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