All language subtitles for The.Shield.S04E08.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Announcer: Previously:
Step back.

What happened to having my back?

I'm protecting the policy.

The difference between
you and aceveda

is you fooled me into thinking

you actually had
a goddamn backbone.

Proposition me
so I know I'm safe.

I wanna be with you, sexually.

You can slap,
but you can't leave bruises.

You're paid
to protect my business.

Hey. New girlfriend?

She helped me on that methadone.

Unis just found Angie's mother,

dead from an overdose.

She's out looking for her mom.

This is the little ho

that gave up my block.

[Gunshots]

Her body shows up

with bullets in it
from your two gats,

you'll be doing time
for a long, long time.

This tape is from
Shane's car last night.

How would you like to get
that girl's body back?

Body for a body.

Vic mackey. His body for hers.

Let me know when it's done.

[Alice in chains'
"nutshell" playing]

[Chatter over police radio]

J'wej'

j“ chase misprinted lies j“

[rap music playing
over car stereo]

J'wej'

[tires squealing]

J“ face the path of time j“

r and yet I fight r

r and yet I fight r

j“ this battle all alone j“

j“ no one to cry to j“

j“ no place to call home j“

Come in.

What do you think?

This is yours?

Only 15 percent of us
actually live

in the neighborhoods we patrol.

[Laughs]

Well, taming the frontier
isn't enough for you?

Well, I'm thinking
of staking a claim.

Seemed like
a good idea a month ago

when I put down the deposit.

But, uh, now,
with everything heating up,

Antwon Mitchell,

maybe it's not such a good idea.

[Dogs barking outside]

Get extra patrols,

undercover units
to look after you.

I can't divert police resources
for my own protection.

I mean, that would
defeat the purpose

of living in the 'hood.

Then why am I here?

You want me to find a couple
of code violations,

sweat your landlord
and get your deposit back?

I didn't sell you out.

Everyone in la. Saw you
on that tape

grabbing that kid
in the church and smiling.

I had to ask you
to take a step back.

A back seat.

Let me guess.

Either you're with Vic mackey

or you're against him, right?

Keeps things simple.

I'm with you.

But I expect you to be with me.

Wherever your head is
these days,

just don't start cutting me out

or going around me
like you did with aceveda.

Keeps things simple.

Hey, man.
Where the hell you been?

Vic: Taking care of some things.

I hope you're talking
about Shane.

We need to stick together.

I don't need babysitters.

Antwon's got Shane
out to kill you.

What the hell we doing about it?

I'm watching my back.

Really? Out there in the open?

Could be setting you up,
drive-by,

waiting at your house.

He and army are off the grid.

You seen them at all today?

We went by Shane's truck

to pick up the latest tape,
they're nowhere.

Let's get out there, man.
Come straight at 'em.

Don't worry.
When the time's right.

Why'd you change your hair?

It was a whim.

It's like seeing a stranger
in the mirror.

That's a bit drastic.
I wish you asked me first.

I could've offered an opinion.

You don't like it?

I'll get used to it.

[Sighs]

What? What is it?

My sister's having a meltdown.

Her asshole boss
fired her today.

I'm sure your sister
will be fine.

She wants to come over.

You told her
it's not a good time.

Look, I wouldn't do this.

It's just she's really
on edge, depressed.

We can hurry.

I'll make it up to you,
I promise.

Hey. Come on in.

Okay. You look beautiful.

Mitch robville, 33,
throat slashed,

was supposed to pick up
a friend for work.

Never showed.
Should have used a safety razor.

You say Mitch robville?

You know him?
He's one of our informants.

Tipped us about
the crack house on rivermore.

Took the money and ran.

Idiot shouldn't have turned down
our offer to move him.

Tip leads to a seizure,
and this is what happens.

We have to assume the same thing
happened to Angie.

Yeah, that's one way
to make sure

the snitch well runs dry.

Very first roll call,

I said that we would protect
the people who helped us.

Now we've lost two of them.

You giving me the wheel
or am I still in the back seat?

I want who did this.

Police!
Antwon, get your ass out here!

You better have a warrant.

Warrant?

I just saw your door
busted wide open.

Wanted to make sure
you were okay.

You okay?

One-niners got a campaign
against police informants?

I'm done with this.

You think you can just
go after anyone?

You think you're indestructible?

I don't know what you spitting.

[C rowbar clan king]

If you've given the word,
and some informant

or some citizen
or some cop gets hurt,

you're gonna be spitting teeth.

I'm going back to bed.

Make sure
you get that door fixed.

Anyone could just walk right in.

[M1

The other players on rivermore

all got the same
inter-ghetto memo.

Word's out our dead guy
was our tip.

Tried to take every precaution

with our seizure c.I.'S
since Angie disappeared.

Pull in the rest of the tipsters
until we get a handle on this.

Pulling in c.I.'S is only gonna
expose them more,

ratchet things up.

They're all at risk.

Could be Antwon Mitchell

sending out a hell of a signal.

Well, I'll see about
sending him one back.

I'm also calling in iad.

Seizures are stirring things up.

Could be getting ourselves
all worked up

about a leak that doesn't exist.

Then let them prove that.

Do you really wanna
give aceveda more ammunition

to shut this thing down?

Give me one last chance
to find the leak, plug it.

Okay.
But first, solve this murder.

Somebody killed one of our rats.
I'm running it down.

Where do you want us?

Vic:
Captain's digging into our leak.

Get the info from billings,

compare it to Angie's,
see what they have in common.

Why bother? Shane and Antwon
are responsible for Angie.

We can't tell that
to the captain, can we?

Lem: What about Shane?
Vic: This again?

You just want us
to sit on our asses?

I mean, do you have a plan?

Are you gonna tell us
what it is?

Shane's cell phone.

I palmed it
from his locker yesterday.

Keep an eye on it,
see who calls.

That's it?
That's the master plan?

Part of it.

What are we doing to end this?

I appreciate you two
having my back.

But I don't need it.

Meet me on the other side
in three minutes.

Your unfinished business
kicked down my door last night.

Well, it's complicated.

He's a smart guy,
I gotta do it right.

He's coming straight at me, man.

And I'm not gonna lose
no more sleep

over this asshole, you feel me?

Tomorrow morning's news

will have a big picture
of mackey's kids

crying their eyes out.

Or a picture of your son,
crying his.

You don't wanna
make that threat.

Your wife still sell
real estate? Hm?

Still show those open houses?

Yeah.

Playtime is over.

Get it done tonight.

[Phone beeps]

I'm on my way.

[School bell rings]

Ken gibbin, science teacher.

Been at this high school
seven years.

Rawling:
He's not one of our c.I.'S.

Maybe he dropped a dime
on one of his students.

This ain't exactly
finishing school.

I ran his name.
It's coming up dry.

Keep checking.
Grab the class rosters.

Run the names of the principal.

See who's not
on the Dean's list.

He may or may not be connected.

The throat's cut,
but it could be a copycat.

You have a different way to go?

You have a lead
on the first murder

that I'm not aware of?

Are the other snitches
in safe houses?

I just finished that.

Call in the next shift ot.
Increase their protection.

You don't think the one shift's
got it covered?

No. I don't.

He's been doing 15 months
for possession.

Only 14 months to go.

Someone planted all that weight
in my locker.

Mr. Gibbin? Your old teacher?
Somebody cut him, ear to ear.

That your idea of payback?

Gibbs? Nah, Gibbs wasn't no rat.

He was always trying
to keep me straight.

I'd screw up, and we'd talk.

But he'd never take it to 5-0.

They cut him?

Head almost completely off.

Vic: Sheriff tells me the kid

didn't have
any colors before he hitjuvie

but to stay alive,
he had to claim spookstreet.

Could be covering for his crew.

Spookstreet supplied rock
to the house

our victim gave up on rivermore.

Puts them in the middle
of both killings.

And off of Antwon's plate.

Well, not necessarily.

Pull in all the unis
assigned to spookstreet.

I'll do you one better.

Danny's baby mama ci.
Is a spookstreet ho.

She's watching cable
in a safe house on our dime.

That the one
with the 2-year-old?

All her tips have been
on one-niners.

She'd never give up her own.

Danny knows her pretty well,

she thinks she
might have a soft spot.

It's worth a shot.
Bring her in here.

I have a theory.

About the leaks.

Isn't aceveda's office reviewing

every one of the seizures?

I thought of that.

I see him pulling
political moves,

not moves that actually
get people's throats cut.

I'm not pointing any fingers.
It's just a notion.

You've given us some great intel
on the one-niners.

And you pay good money
for the things I hear.

Vic: Anyone in spookstreet
taking it upon themselves

to pay back people
they think might be rats?

Everyone wants to know
who's been talking.

Getting the cops
to take their houses and shit.

It's a good thing
I keep my mouth shut.

But spookstreet is in the middle
of both killings.

You must've heard something?

I can't help you.

Sure you can.

How much is it gonna cost us?

Money's for one-niner shit only.
Spookstreet's my blood.

I ain't spilling.

Danny: Let me talk to her?

Claudette:
What did he look like?

Dutch: He already
said he doesn't remember.

He was black.

I got that.
Any identifying features?

Guy beat my head with a bottle.
I was unconscious.

I'm lucky I remember
my own name.

Claudette:
How much he get away with?

At this hour, maybe 300.

Dutch: We need you to, uh,

check the receipts,
tally a total.

Claudette: So black
guy comes in, attacks you,

and next thing you remember

is a different guy
dialing 911 for help?

You ever try
writing this shit down?

Dutch: Come on,
we got his statement.

Man:
I was by my car pumping gas.

I look up. I see somebody
hitting the clerk.

You got a good look
inside the station?

Not really,
it wasn't until he came outside

that I got a good look at him.

Hot off the press.

You should work that up
into a flyer.

I thought he'd get
another look at it again first.

Looks great to me. Right?

How do you know?
You never saw the guy.

That's him. I have
a really good eye for detail.

Dutch: Appreciate it. We
need anything, we'll call you.

Okay.

Hey, Julien,
captain got you riding a desk.

Yeah. Until my complaint's
addressed.

The stand you're taking
sets a great example.

Let me know
if you need anything.

Hey, listen, since I got you...

A jag dinged Aurora's car
in the gelson's parking lot,

and took off without stopping.

Do me a favor, run the plate.

Uh... sure. Thanks.

Thanks for coming down.

Sure.

So, uh, how can I help?

We're afraid
our seizure c.I. List

has been compromised.

Is there any chance
there's a leak on your end?

My end? That's ridiculous.

You just took office.

You sure you vetted everyone
on staff properly?

They've got
confidential police documents

running across their desks.

I'll call iad myself.
We've got nothing to hide.

What'd they say about
this place?

I'm still investigating.

Oh, so you haven't had
iad in here?

You haven't run mackey?

Vic may have a hard-on
for authority,

but he would never
put innocents at risk.

He's not the leak.

Have iad here in the morning.

My staff will be happy
to speak with them,

as soon as they finish with Vic.

You know you're safe here.

But you also know
that living the way you do,

one foot in with the bangers
one foot trying to get out,

it's never gonna work.

I got no place to go.

Well, that's what
the money's for.

It's a big world out there.

Single black mom,

I just pick up

and move to Beverly Hills?

Staying half in is gonna
get you killed. Or Malcolm.

Maybe not now,
maybe not next year,

but somewhere down the line.

I'm safe with spookstreet.

If I go off on my own,
who am I gonna count on?

You think you can count
on those assholes?

Those guys and their hos
will slash your neck

if they found out that you
ratted on the one-niners.

Come on, why don't we just
take the baby right now?

We'll go get him inked
with gang tats.

So it's a done deal, isn't it?

He's gonna wear colors,

you're gonna wear black
to his funeral.

She says that if any one
of the spookstreeters

did the slashings,

they'd get a brand
before the day's out.

Some guy named skitch
is doing them now.

Check it out.

He comes in for iooseys.
Two, three times a week.

What's a ioosey?

You don't know what a loosey is?

A single loose cigarette.
Loosey.

Claudette:
You sure it's the same guy?

Clerk: He makes me break a pack.

I'm not supposed to,

but he winds up
buying one smoke at a time.

What else can you tell us
about him?

He comes in for iooseys
two, three times a week.

Looks just like that. Sorry.

He comes in again,
give us a call, all right?

[Engine starts]

Where you going?

Guy was standing out there

like he was waiting
for us to clear out.

That's a buck, 20.

Dutch: Hey, hey! Police!

Don't throw that coffee. Shit.

Stay down. Stay down!
You're under arrest.

You okay? Yeah. You?

We just caught the big
bad coffee bandit.

We've been looking for you,
Starbuck.

I told you to wear your vest.

[Both laugh]

Yo, skitch,

we're looking to skin
some spookstreet hide.

You brand any today?

Nope.

None? No one came in here

looking for a grim reaper
on their ass?

I'd have remembered that.

I can heat up a swastika
for you though, Adolf.

Hey Vic,
why don't I wait in the car?

You know, I'll let the two
of you maybe talk in private?

Works for me.

Don't mind any strange noises
emanating from this area.

Skitch: Okay.

Okay, I see how we doing it.

Maybe there were two other guys
around here.

But you keep my name
out of it though.

These guys ain't too fond
of snitches.

Okay. This is hook.
This is cutter-10.

A plainclothes unit
has them spotted

on blythe and fountain.

Uh, Curtis,
I need you to take point.

Uh, billings and I
have been working this.

You're staying.

Real estate between me
and anything seizure-related?

You did a great job
finding these assholes,

and you'll get a chance
to interrogate them

when the others bring them in.

But you cannot be
the arresting officer.

Mm-hm.

I appreciate you understanding.

Go, go.

[Tires screeching]

Get your hands
where I can see 'em.

Dan NY:
Police! Outta the car now!

Get outta the car.
Get outta the car!

Hey, get out.
Get outta the car right now.

You heard the lady.

[Men shouting and grunting]

Got something.
Thug: Come on, man.

Shut up.

Ugh!

Vic: Victim's blood,
your fingerprints.

Somebody should have branded
"dumbshit" on your forehead.

Yeah, but it took
a whole fleet of blue

to bring me in though,
didn't it?

What's your reason
for killing anyone helping us?

I ain't got no problem
with the po-po

cleaning up the streets.

That's what white law
gets paid for.

You just don't like anyone
cooperating with us.

Come on, man, some dick
buys hisself a brand-new caddy,

he ride around
like he some kinda mack.

People gonna thank me
for doing him.

As a matter of fact,
you make sure the pen

hears all about it
before I sit down.

What about the teacher?

You looking to make your bones
with the kids in detention?

No. No, he was
a snitch's snitch, man.

Everybody knew that he the one

that gave up
the one-niners drug den.

Ah, we'll show you the books.

He wasn't our informant
on anything.

What kinda cred's
killing some innocent dude

buy you in the can, huh?

He wasn't innocent, man.
H-He was a rat bigtime, man.

Everybody knew he was ratting.

You got played, man.

People found out you got
all worked up about snitches,

just gave you a name,
settle some personal score.

Rawling: We'll make sure
they hear about that in the pen too.

Someone punked you like that,

you're not gonna let them
share the pain?

Some breezy,
she one of his students.

Tracy something.

She on the drill team, man.

I'm not admitting
to anything, so...

Sure, whatever.

We're bringing in
the other clerks

to identify you.

They're pissed.
They'll remember.

[Dutch sighs]

You know, uh,
every once in a while,

somebody commits a crime

that we cops have to smile at.

Yeah. A hot cup of coffee,
no other weapons. Brilliant.

Pour it, pay for it, bam.

You're back home

before the guy's washing off.

Any dumbshit criminal
can use a gun.

Where'd you think of that idea?

Some broad threw coffee
in my face.

I remember thinking to myself,

i-i-I'm lucky this isn't hot.

After that,
it all came together.

I heard you took one
in the line of duty.

The coffee bandit
is now in custody.

Dutch did a great job.

It was a team thing.

Congratulations.

We'll pay to have
your suit dry-cleaned.

Thanks.

Anything on
the gas station assault

that put you there
in the first place?

Uh, suspect's
a part-time smoker.

He'd go into the gas station

a couple times a week
for iooseys.

I used to pay a dime for mine.

Ah, the good old days.

You were both smokers, huh?

Uh, the suspect's sketch

has been put in every
gas station in the area.

If he lives nearby,
maybe he'll hit another one.

Good work.

A meeting got canceled.
I figured I'd take a chance.

Expecting someone?

No. But, uh,
you need to call first.

You know you can't just drop by.

Right.
I might run into your sister.

How is she?

This isn't how it works.

Please leave now.

Go.

This place, your clothes,
your hair...

Must all add up, huh?

That's why you bring the gifts.

As nice as Dell rossetti's?

Did you forget
I'm a police officer?

Your bullshit lies
don't work on me.

He's a friend.

You don't have friends.

You have clients.

I'm guessing rossetti's
a generous one.

But then again,
he showed up empty-handed.

Maybe we're standing
in his gift.

He the reason you changed
your hair?

He prefer blonds?

I told you a lie
to keep our lie alive.

You wanna puncture that balloon,
that's your deal.

Yeah? Well, what's
this guy's flavor, huh?

Up the ass? Shitting on you?

You don't get
to talk to me like that.

Not even when I'm on the clock.

Well, rossetti can certainly
afford the all-access pass.

He's got condos going up
all over the city.

We don't talk business.

And from what I can tell,
he cuts corners,

which could land him
in some serious trouble

with the authorities.

I don't know what
shit you're trying

to work through with me,
but it's not working.

He got married a couple
of years ago.

The wife has any brains,

she put a cheating clause
in the pre-nup.

You gonna call her?

Sort of a bitch move,
don't you think?

I don't think
she'd see it that way.

Or I could call my friends
in the da's office.

I could call my friends
in the pd.

I could hit him with a dozen
different shitstorms

and my fingerprints wouldn't
be on any of them.

You've got a wife too.

Should I let her know
how to make you happy at home?

Oh, you wouldn't do that.
Not to me.

Because you're so powerful,
right?

You wanna see the things
I can do?

[Sighs]

Look, David.

I like our time together.

Let's not screw it up
over something stupid.

Just tell me what you want.

I don't come second to anyone.

You're working today.

Yeah. What...
What are you doing here?

Uh, I'm just trying
to catch Vic.

Kid stuff.
What happened to your suit?

Uh, a takedown got pretty messy.
No problem. We got the guy.

We'll celebrate later.

[Door buzzes]

There's Vic.

I've got a robbery
I'm working on,

so I'll talk to you later.

Hey, I got a pretty full plate.

What's going on?

I heard back
from that clinical trial

that I signed Megan up for.
Uh-huh.

She's not eligible.

Shit. Come on.

She's under 3 years old,

second kid in the family
with autism.

Isn't that what they wanted?

It's not Megan.
It's us. Our lawsuit.

Pyren pharmaceuticals
excludes anyone

with pending legal action
against them.

Wait a minute.
First, these are the people

who make the vaccines
that make our kids sick.

And then they're
the goddamn gatekeepers

of the ones who get better?

I spoke to mamyn.
We can drop out of the lawsuit.

It's just the money
that we've sunk...

We're not eating 15 grand.

These clinical trials.
I've seen video of kids who...

They haven't even talked,

and now they're playing
and they're laughing.

That'll never be Matthew,

but Megan still has a chance.

Or she could end up being
the one eating the sugar pill.

She shouldn't miss out.

But this lawsuit
was our one chance

for financial security
for Matthew.

Ahh... I don't know what to do.

I'll take care of it.

[Power tool whirring]

There he is. Hey!

Hey, I been looking for you
all day.

Don't know why
the helping-out-kids angle

wasn't my first stop.

Hop in. I have something
you're gonna wanna hear.

I'll hear right here, man.

I ain't forgot what happened
last time

I conferenced with you two.

I got you and the 4-h club
a new road to heroin.

You should take this ride.
Come on.

Let's go.

Little pop, los mag og,
he owes me a favor.

They got a Nogales
customs agent on payroll.

Tar slips
over the Arizona border.

Just a Sunday drive away.

Antwon's beefing
with the wetbacks.

That's why we used
the El Salvadorans.

That's where the deal
gets interesting.

Look, we know
you were next in line

to be the one-niner Don.

Antwon got sprung,
decided to reclaim his crown.

Things change, you know?

You wanna live,
you change with 'em.

Well, it's time for
another change, brother.

Los mags are willing to work
with a new one-niners boss.

That's you.
Ain't a smiling matter.

Look, Antwon keeps playing
his Malcolm X games,

the heat's gonna cripple
you guys.

Already is.

He didn't give a shit
about the one-niners.

He's just using his old set
to climb back on top.

You didn't come up with him.

You got no loyalty to him.

Say what you gotta say, man.

I've negotiated a deal
between you and the los mags.

One condition, Antwon goes away.

Clean, simple.

Look, he's beefing
with enough people,

it's an easy pin.

You step up,
you earn your crew's respect

with this new product.

With Antwon gone, our captain,

she loses her hard-on,
pd backs off,

the injunctions go away.

Army: Brothers get
back to making money.

Everybody wins.

What you win?

That little girl's body.

Mm-mm.

Nah. I don't need to be
the head nigga in charge, man.

Antwon, he can have
the limelight and the heat.

I'm a pass. Come on, man.

That's thinking like a pussy.

Nah, a pussy,
that's someone who's willing

to off a partner
to cover his ass.

We're not talking about that.
Army: Kill what partner?

Halpern: Don't
worry, Pablo, it ain't you.

Not yet, anyway.

[Halpern laughing]

Wh...? Antwon wants you
to kill mackey?

No, Antwon wants
a lot of things.

All right, the question is,
is what does this guy want?

Now, I got a deal on the table.
It's in your best interests.

That's your opinion.
I'll tell Antwon we chatted.

Where you going? You're staying!

What the hell you doing?

You control your boy, man.

That's not the way
to handle this.

Then how?
He downloads to Antwon,

and we're dick deep
in dead girls and bullets.

Yo, handle this shit!

Shan e: Put it away.
Put that thing away, okay?

Los mags think that I've been
dealing in your name.

Now, you back outta this...

[Gunshot]

I didn't mean that!

Jesus Christ! I didn't mean it!

That asshole shot me, man!

What the hell are you thinking?

That asshole shot me.
What's wrong with y'all?

Holy shit.

Why didn't you tell me
about Vic?

Shane: Now's not the time.

Woman [over radio]:
6-Paul-24, come in.

What the hell
have you gotten us into?

I said shut up!
Everyone, just shut up.

[Shuts off radio]

Jesus.

All right.
Where's that little girl's body?

I ain't saying shit.

Look, I can drop you
at a hospital,

or I can let you bleed out
in the desert.

Now, where did Antwon put her?

Okay, fine. Fine.
Next stop, Joshua tree.

[Engine starts]

Rawling: We heard that your
teacher failed you for cutting class.

You think I slit his throat?
I'm half his size.

Everyone knows you busted hook
and cutter-10 already.

I ain't scared of you.

We need to know who
you've been talking trash about.

If you've been
shooting your mouth,

your goddamn lynch mob
might go after them.

Why you ain't out
arresting dynamite?

That nigga running girls
on a track.

Or my mail-lady, she running
numbers for Christ's sake.

So the code of silence
is for everyone else?

Everybody got their own code.
That's the only law out there.

You all just something
to get around.

Well, you're not
getting around us today.

We're booking you for
conspiracy to commit murder,

reckless endangerment,

and anything else
that we can think of.

Bullshit charges will never fly.

I'm supposed to let her walk?

No law against trash talking.

She knew the climate out there.

She used it to get
a schoolteacher killed.

You'll never prove intent.
It's a loser.

She's tuned in
to what's going on out there.

We're not. I am sick
of being blindsided by it.

I'm gonna move into that house.

You wanna drop yourself
in all that crap? Good luck.

The only way to be
a real catalyst for change

is to leap in the mix,

show them you're right there
with them.

They won't give a shit.

Not at first.

Good work closing this one.

Zerkow,
how are we on patrols tonight?

Short. Why?

Captain's moving into the 'hood.

You're kidding.

I wish.

Point of pride with her though,

she won't order up
extra patrols for herself

but we gotta make sure
no assholes get any cute ideas.

I'll put it in effect tomorrow.

Thanks. I'll look in
on her tonight.

Heard you were in the thick
of things out there.

Ah, I shouldn't have broken
that damn window.

It's bullshit
you couldn't be with us.

Next time.

Hey, Vic, do you wanna
grab a beer or something?

Big bust like that,
I sure could blow off steam.

I can't. Got something
with the kids and a stakeout.

If you want some company for
the stakeout, give me a call.

I'm still a little wired.

Okay.

Shane: Wake up. Where is she?

She's in the crapper
on the right.

She's buried underneath,
wrapped in plastic.

Not only did you kill her,
you gotta shit on her too?

Methane helps hide
the death smell.

You gotta get me some help.

Shane:
What time this place shut down?

It don't shut down.

The shelter's
got guards 24/7, man.

How we gonna get her out?

Halpern: I don't know.

[Halpern groans]

What are you doing?

I send units
to recover that body,

you and Antwon'll be
waist-deep in shit too.

Try to move it,
I'll nail it in transit.

Hey. We can't just
leave him here.

You tell Antwon I'm done
with his shit, all of it.

He tries to come after us,
my family or Vic,

I'll walk up to him, and I'll
put a bullet in his head.

You got that?

You got that?!

Move. Get out of my way.

[Talking indistinctly]

[Knocking on door]

Was that like you wanted?

Aah! That's too hard.

[Grunting]

You're too powerful.

[Groaning]

No.

It's so big. Aah! Aah!

Hey, detective.

Did you talk to that guy
who was looking for you?

What guy?

He said something about
a mini-mart?

Where is he?

You looking for me?

You the one handling
the gas station beatings?

Yeah.

Yeah, that was me.

You... you're here
to turn yourself in?

After I finish this,
I'll tell you all about it.

Take your time.

All I need is one cigarette,
then I'm good.

I buy a pack...

Claudette: You smoke them all.

So, what happened in the store?

This new idiot was working.

I told him the other clerk
always busts a pack for me,

but he wouldn't do it.

I told him, I said,
"I'm trying to quit."

I'm begging him,
"show me some love."

But he wanted to be an asshole.

And I lost it.

Just... just one cigarette.

And $300.

What?

You stole $300
from the register.

Maybe now,
you can afford the whole pack.

No. I came here
to admit my wrong.

I shouldn't have hit that man,

and I take my punishment.

But I'm not a thief.

Police intel's making its way
into the street.

Thought those slashings
was a girl playing witch-hunt?

Yeah, they were,

but we never did find our
missing c.I., Angie.

We never determined who
tipped off that warehouse raid

when DEA was in town.

Sounds like plain old bad intel.

I thought all you guys
took cynical pills.

Are you iad or not?

At your service.
What's my cover?

I'm gonna put you in as part
of the gang task force.

You'll be working with
Vic mackey.

His name's run across
our desks a few times.

You think he's involved?

No, but I need to prove
to someone that he's not.

I told you,
we don't have to decide tonight.

What's going on?

You need to take this.

You've been
hiding money from me?

This isn't about
ducking alimony.

I wanna take care
of my children.

Where did this come from?

Where did you get this?

The money's clean.

Just make sure you don't deposit

more than 5 grand
every couple of months.

Do it.

Don't bring this in the house.
I don't want it.

You wanna drop the lawsuit,

get Megan into
that clinical trial?

This is how you do it.

Use this for Matty.

I'm gonna go
kiss the kids good night.

They're asleep.

I'm not gonna wake them up.

Why did you have me
take Cassidy tonight?

Are you okay?

Nothing I can't handle.

I wanna say good night
to the kids.

It feels like goodbye.

Vic.

[Door closes]

You're pretty quiet tonight.

Anything you wanna talk about?

Think the captain is dumb
or brave for doing this?

Gang task force
is a pretty good idea.

Sure as hell keeps me

from spinning my wheels
out there, you know.

Thanks for
putting me up for that.

So you wanna call it?

No.

Oh, Jesus. Come here.

[Both panting]

Oh, yeah. Like that. Oh.

Dutch: We just, uh, need a
few more details for your statement.

After the suspect ran out,

how long did it take you
to get to the victim?

Uh, a few seconds.

Once the thief drove off,

Iran in, found him
unconscious, called 911.

Dutch: Uh, anybody else there?

I don't think so.
Place was empty.

Probably why he robbed it then.

Or why you robbed it then.

I called this in,
remember, guys?

You might be smart,
but you're not criminal smart.

And you're a terrible liar.

I've never done anything
like this before.

You always need more.
Rent goes up. Alimony.

You feel so stretched

and there was some cash,
just sitting there.

I'm really sorry.

You're sorry you got caught.

Dutch: If you were really sorry,

you would have
turned yourself in.

Ha. Come on.
Who the hell would do that?

Shit. I can't
get a hold of his machine.

What the hell
kind of plan is this?

We can't even reach Shane.

I don't feel right at all.

Part of me wants it to go down
tonight, get this all over with.

We can't let Vic go alone.

I mean, if Shane shows up,
brings army, it's two on one.

I don't know...

Hey, uh, where the hell is Vic?

I've been looking for him
everywhere.

We haven't seen him for a while.

Hey, that's my cell.

Yeah, watch commander found it.
Thanks for the heads-up.

Your phone was here.
What was I supposed to call?

Never mind.

Hey. It's the way Vic wants it.

[Cell phone ringing]

Yeah. Shane: Hey.

Hey, I've been
trying to reach you.

Look, uh...

Look, I need your help
with something.

Can you meet me? Just you?

Yeah. Sure. Where?

[Train horn honking]

Shane: Hey.

Thanks for coming.

Uh...

Look, uh...

I'm in some serious shit.

Hey. Hey, what the hell
you doing?

What the hell's
the matter with you?

Bugged your car.

It's you or me, right?

I guess it's you.

No. No, no, no, look,
I'm explaining.

Please, listen to me.
Goddamn it, listen to me.

Look, Antwon killed Angie
right in front of me and army.

He did it with our guns.

That's what I came
to talk to you about.

Thought you had nothing to do
with Antwon.

That's nothing
that we haven't done before.

Look, he's squeezing us.

He says the body
will turn up I-If I don't...

But I would never do that.
Never. You know that.

Look, I was just
bluffing him to buy time.

We took a run at halpern, he
showed us where Angie's body was

but we can't get to it
just the two of us.

Army's gun went off.

Halpern's still alive,

but once Antwon finds out,
I'm dead.

I got Mara and Jackson
out of town but I'm...

Look, I'm... I'm in trouble, man.

I-I don't know
how it got this deep.

You got one shot.

Take it.

No.

No.

I would never
choose him over you.

We let that money train bullshit
get in the way, but...

Come on, you're my friend.

[Gun cocks]

Look, I need you.

Will you help me?

[Sighs]

[Train horn honking in distance]

[M1