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But what if this pending criminal
case forces you to step down?

Are you guilty, DA McKenna?

DA McKenna, do you
have anything to say

- regarding this incident?
- Well, um...

Get out of here.

I just want to express
my sincerest apology

for my actions
against Mr. Baker.

It was beneath
me and this office.

Why did you assault him?

My family was threatened.

Want to know where
your father was?

And I wanted to protect 'em,

but I chose the wrong way.

For a moment I lost my
honor and my integrity.

And I stand before you all,

just asking your understanding.

Sir, there are reports of damning
video footage of the assault.

Under the advice of my attorney,

I can't speak to the
details of the case.

But what if the
pending criminal case

forces you to step down?

Then so be it. 'Cause
nobody's above the law.

What did you do?

Come with me, and
we could do it quietly.

Is there an update from the
LAPD regarding Ricky Leon's killer?

I can assure you that
everything that can be done

to find Malcolm
Ward is being done.

Until then, my office is gonna
lead the Korea town investigation

alongside LAPD to
deliver due justice.

Thank you.

Sir.

It's official. We lost
the Korea town election.

Vivian Kim's
gonna win District 4.

- Where's Ward?
- We're still looking for him.

- Find him now.
- Yes, sir.

Logan Kline is our
only connection to Ward.

Then we need to get him to the
station and see what he knows.

You guys ready to put on a show?

And I called paparazzi
and everything.

- Kline's over there.
- Showtime.

Sorry to interrupt your evening.

Nothing like a boring-ass opera.

Officers, is there a problem?

Logan Kline, you're under arrest
for conspiracy to commit murder.

Say goodbye to your
friends. You're taking a ride.

I believe you're mistaken.

You're not gonna make
this a show, are you?

I'm gonna need you to
move out the way, big homie.

Why is it that the big fellas always
try me? Do I look like a snack?

There's no need to make a scene.

I'll ride.

- Call my lawyer.
- Good decision. Turn around.

Kline won't talk, and
his phone's clean.

His lawyer's on the way up.

We should image his phone,
too. Maybe he's the link to Ward.

We got to keep him in the
room as long as we can.

Let's get it.

Well, welcome to our
lovely interrogation room.

Would you like,
still or sparkling?

- Still is fine.
- You're lucky if you get tap.

Okay.

You've had your little show
and ruined my evening.

- Now, what do you want?
- We want you to look at

Ricky Leon's last evening.

Why did you have
Ward kill Ricky?

I know.

Because Ricky was backing your
biggest threat your K-town project,

our newest council
member, Ms. Vivian Kim.

All that money you
poured, isn't it a shame?

Into her opponent's campaign,

- and he still lost the election.
- God, it sucks when that happens.

- It's a tough day for your people.
- Rich...

Greedy... assholes.

So why did you pay Ward?

I pay a lot of people,

- some very high up in this town.
- Yeah, but this one,

- he killed someone.
- I know Ward as a developer and only that.

Ward is your hit man.

But he's what
we call a little fish.

And what do we do
with little fish, McKenna?

We use the little
fish to get the big fish.

But you have to have
the little fish on a hook

to catch the big fish.

So, where is he?

Is he here?

Logan, don't say another word.

What the hell is this?

They think I hired
Ward to kill Ricky Leon.

So, you're charging
my client with murder?

- Not exactly.
- Then why is he sitting here in handcuffs?

We're just having a chat about
all the money he's wired to Ward.

Yo, how long is it gonna take?

I don't know, man.
It's gonna be a minute.

I'm imaging the
lawyer's phone now.

That's it? That...
that's all you have?

You arrest my client at an opera

in front of his wife for a
couple of bank transactions?

And this.

A traffic ticket for running a
red light in 2012? Seriously?

Used to be a summons.
Now it's a bench warrant.

- Sorry. Got to pay your tickets.
- How much is the fine?

- I'll pay it right now. Cash.
- Not so fast, slick.

That wad of cash and that fancy
suit's not gonna save you right now.

Your client is going to go through
the system like everybody else.

Yo! Dude is about
to leave the room.

- We're gonna lose the connection.
- No. No, no, no, no.

- You got to do something to make him stay.
- How?

I... I don't know. Just...
just think of something.

Yeah, hello. Who is this?

Mr. Vercetti, this
is Officer Todd

Johnson from...

Animal Control.

Sir, there appears to be
an incident at your home.

There's a raccoon
in your backyard.

Dude, what if he
lives in a condo?

- What is your idea?
- I don't know.

- Just say... Just play it safe.
- What is your idea?

Zip it.

Heavens to Betsy!

Sir, the raccoon's
in your home now.

Do not panic. We have
full control of the situation.

What would you like
us to do, Mr. Vercetti?

Shoot him. Just get him
out of my damn house.

Something you'd like
to share with the class?

It's not what you think.

Pest issues.

Lucky for you, doll face,

the fellas down in holding
love a well-dressed man.

Transfer's done.

Just in time. Hey.

- Hope this works.
- It better. It's all we've got.

Yo, whatever was on my
cousin Vinny's phone, we got it.

Ton of encrypted files on
there, so we sent it to Tech.

Hopefully we got
something in the morning.

Let's now go to Spectrum
News 1 reporter Joy

live at the county.

I don't like this.

- Morning!
- Hey. Morning.

- Long night?
- Yeah. It's been a rough one.

- Still no decision?
- No.

So, you're running your
campaign from home?

Yeah, with the press frenzy
at the campaign office, I just

I had to bring
everyone here to work.

- Is, um, Izzy ready?
- Yeah, she'll be right out.

Hey, um.

I never got to thank
you for the other night,

for taking me in quietly.

No one's ever thanked me
for arresting them before.

- It's weird.
- No, I'm serious.

It helped my campaign
avoid a bigger disaster.

Least for now.

- How was the arraignment?
- Not good.

Nathan, he's not cooperating
and he won't release a statement.

My attorney got a copy
of his medical records.

His injuries aren't
as bad as they look.

- Still a felony.
- I know.

And I know there
was a better way

to protect my family, but...

Hey, at the end of all this,

I'm either gonna be the
DA or a private citizen.

Or Inmate 377.

Hey, Dad,

Nance, get in here. There's
an update on the election.

It's been a long,
contentious night

full of ballot counting
and legal challenges,

but there is still no winner

in the LA district
attorney race.

It remains too close to call.

Now, based on early voting,

the embattled DA Patrick McKenna

was leading easily before he was
arraigned on those assault charges,

causing a big swing in
favor of his opponent.

Very eye-opening.

Now, election officials here say
they had about 1.9 million people...

Hey, everyone, why
don't you all just go home?

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Hey, I mean, you didn't lose.

Yeah. Hang in there.

All right, we're off to school.

It's been five days now
since boxer Ricky Leon

was murdered in Korea town.

And the suspect Malcolm
Ward is still at large.

The community is outraged,

holding vigils
every single night,

demanding change,
demanding justice

for their fallen hero,
their community leader.

Now let's go live to Korea town.

What's happening in this
neighborhood is terrible.

Nobody's safe out here.

Tech's got a ton of data
from the lawyer's cell phone.

Vercetti is to Kline
as Cohen is to Trump.

Hopefully, he's
equally as incompetent.

Yeah, there's got to be some
communication between Vercetti and Ward.

Okay, question.

This phone dump is completely
illegal without a warrant, right?

Jesus.

What? I'm... I'm just saying.

I just want to make
sure everybody is clear,

just in case something happens.

Dude, this IA thing has got
you on your best behavior.

No, no, no, no, Baines is right.

It's not gonna hold up in
court. I'm feeling the heat, too.

But if it helps us find
Ward, nobody's gonna ask.

Just think of it
as saving a life.

If Kline's guys get to
Ward before we do,

he's as good as dead.

I just got the imaged
phone back from Tech.

Can you guys go through
the cell phone data?

I got another lead.

We on it. Right after
we interview Dulce.

My car?

- I have my thing with IA today.
- That's today?

Marshawn's done
with the cat and mouse.

I've been dodging him for a
week. So, if I don't show today,

I'm benched.

Don't worry
about it. I got this.

I never got to know
Ricky as a man.

When we were together,

everything was about his career.

He worked harder than
anyone I ever knew.

Just...

Not at the things that mattered.

Ricky really stepped
up when Gi got killed.

He paid for the funeral.

Opened up a bank
account for our son Junu.

He was ready to be a father.

To be there for us.

The news said Malcolm
killed Ricky... Is that true?

Yeah.

Malcolm Ward was
from the neighborhood.

Is there anything that you can
tell us that might help us find him?

I doubt it.

Malcolm hated K-town.

I can't blame him, the way
he was picked on growing up.

He was this short,
skinny little thing.

Everybody called
him Booster Seat.

You know how kids are.

Did Ricky bully him?

No, Ricky stood up for him.

Once Ricky had his back,
no one touched him again.

But the nickname stuck.

If they were friends, how come
Ward ended up gunning him down?

All I know about Malcolm
is that he was an angry kid

who grew up thinking
the worst of Korea town

because he saw the worst of it.

Ricky was trying to save
the old neighborhood.

Malcolm have any other friends,

someone he would have gone
to if he was trying to hide out?

You're not hearing me.

Ricky was his only friend.

At least in Korea town.

Everybody else knew Malcolm
for what he was... a snake.

If you're looking for him in
K-town, you're wasting your time.

Hey.

- What the hell?
- So you get promoted to intelligence,

and now you're too
big-time to call me back.

I haven't seen you for years, and
now you ask me for this big favor

I'm ignoring you.

Couldn't tell?

Nas.

You can run but you can't hide.

You're not supposed
to be in here.

- It's a simple request.
- No. It's not.

I... I can't give you
Ward's confidential file.

That's why it's confidential.

I won't put my job on the
line to help you close a case.

Remember when
you got out of the Navy

and you were drinking all
the time, in and out of rehab,

falling off the ledge?

I mean, I wasn't

doing too well, either, but...

The difference is,

we had each other.

This isn't just some case.

Ward is preying on vets like us,

who are desperate and suffering.

Unfortunately, they haven't
figured out how to turn it around yet.

"Not for self."

Remember that?

Do it for them.

I'll see what I can do, Perez.

What happened next?

Then I fired my service weapon
four times at the assailant

to stop her from stabbing Emma.

Once we secured Beverly
and made sure Emma was safe,

Detective Baines
and I called it in.

For the record, you
have a personal tie

with Emma and
Mallory Mitchell, correct?

Yes, Mallory was my friend.

All right, thank you, Detective. I
don't think I have anything further.

It's never what you expect?

Excuse me?

The first question's
always rough,

but once you settle in,

it's difficult to get
you tripped up.

Especially when
you're telling the truth.

Mr. Miles. Thanks for coming in.

Let's talk about the
scrapyard shooting.

Where'd you find that? I haven't
seen one of those since the Academy.

Yo, man, I'm just brushing up

on my policies and
procedures, man.

You never know when
you might need them.

Okay.

Well, did you find anything
on the lawyer's phone?

Yeah, that homeboy
has a porn addiction.

Like, weird stuff. He keeps
watching this one movie.

- Game of Boners over and over and over.
- I don't want to know.

And unless Ward
bought him a pet coyote,

which would be ridiculous,

I think these guys are
involved in human trafficking.

- Wait, what?
- I got a text from Ward

to the lawyer a
month ago, saying,

"The coyote needs to
be fed twice a month."

All right, maybe they're
using a coyote to get people

- in and out of the country.
- Or himself.

Maybe the coyote
can lead us to Ward.

- Nasir comes through.
- Your Navy contact?

Yeah. And here I thought

I saw a bunch of random
nuts this morning for no reason.

Sounds like quite the morning.

How was yours?

Easy.

Hey, guys.

- Yo.
- Guess what?

My contact got us access
to Ward's military file.

- Sweet.
- Nice.

Baines, can I talk
to you for a sec?

- You don't want to talk to me?
- It's an "us" thing.

"Us" thing?

As in "black people," Walker.

- What's up with them?
- Are you jealous?

No.

Just don't like... racial walls.

Thought we were past that.

What's up?

IA has a witness
to the shooting.

- What? Who?
- Some skate kid.

Do you think he
seen what happened?

He looked at me, he...
like... like he recognized me.

Yo, there's a skate park right
down the street from the scrapyard.

This shit is getting real, Syd.

You killed Beverly.

She was surrendering.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Look, I know why you did
it, but that don't make it right,

and now we're gonna go
down trying to cover it up.

You only know what you know.

You know, maybe
it's a scare tactic.

- You know how IA plays.
- No, no, no, no, no,

not this guy Marshawn,
okay? He's different.

He's not gonna stop
digging till he gets the truth.

Okay.

I will handle IA.

Got it?

Yeah. I got it.

Hey, Dad. I need your
help with something.

What the hell's taking so long?

And where's my ride?

Check this. Ward wasn't
always a real estate developer.

Up until a few years ago,

he was part of this
Blackwater-type military group.

Basically, his unit assisted in
destabilizing foreign regions,

like Libya, Sudan, bunch of
countries in South America.

Who hired them?

Basically anyone who
would pay the highest price.

They would swoop in and turn villages
or communities against each other.

- Like Ward to K-town.
- Reuben and Choi.

He created the divide
in the neighborhood.

Yeah.

He learned it overseas
and he brought it back home.

So we got together a list of
some of his former comrades.

Yeah, we pulled phone
records matching recent calls.

Ward made to some of these guys.

- Any of them in Cali?
- Yup. Four.

We're thinking maybe one of
these guys is helping Ward lay low.

We got to track 'em down.

- Back the hell up!
- Yeah?

Self-defense.

Hello?

You sure?

Okay, thanks, man.

This victory comes
as a shocking surprise

after the interim DA was accused
by journalist Nathan Baker, /I>

who alleges McKenna assaulted...

Can you believe that?
The guy assaults someone,

and they still elect him.

Hey, man, the guy
went after his family.

What do you expect?

Iz?

It can now be confirmed...

Iz?

Dad! Dad, you won!
You won! Congratulations!

I am so, so, so proud of you.

- I felt like my family...
- And look at that,

your face is everywhere.
It's kind of ridiculous, actually.

Wanted to protect them,
and I chose the wrong way.

Nobody's above the law.

Kid.

I don't deserve you.

You have been my rock,

and it should be the
other way around.

It's been a rough couple months.

All I put this family
through, just...

Just to win.

I'm sorry, Iz.

I lost myself for a while, but.

I am done putting myself first.

It's gonna be
different this time.

Okay? I promise.

Okay. Yeah, you,

scared me there
for a minute, but,

I'm glad to have my dad back.

I'm glad to be back.

Okay, it's time to celebrate.

Celebration, I'm
not gonna lie to you,

I definitely maybe
almost opened this bottle

once with some
friends, but I didn't.

So, now it is ours.

What's wrong?

Nancy and I were
saving that for our

fifth anniversary.

I'm...

No, you couldn't know. Hey.

When it comes to
Nance, I am glad

that you two are still in
each other's lives, okay?

- And I...
- Yeah, no, you know what?

No talking about any of that,

'cause we are
celebrating. Open it up.

Okay.

You're right. Okay.
Let's celebrate.

Open it up.

- Whoo!
- My goodness.

- Thank you.
- Not too much.

Yeah, you are back. Okay.

- To you.
- To us.

Nice one, kid.

Yeah, thanks.

I always wanted one of
those when I was your age.

Yo, man, are... are
you a cop or something?

You spoke to a
colleague of mine,

Lieutenant Davis
from Internal Affairs.

Yeah, so?

What about it?

Don't worry about them. Just tell
them I'm accusing you of tagging.

- What do you want?
- Just double-checking a few things

you talked about with Davis.

Only take a minute.

Save you the trouble
of coming downtown.

Okay.

Fine, I guess.

I need you to tell me exactly

what you told Mr. Davis.

- What did he see?
- Everything.

What have you gotten
yourself into, Sydney?

Yo, yo, yo, let me get that.

What is this?

Sex coupons for your wife again?

- Just buy her a present, man.
- Give me that.

Wait, wait, wait. "Pension
after termination"?

- Is this about the Internal Affairs thing?
- Yo, keep that down.

Baines, what is going
on? You got to let me in.

Look, I love you, bro,

but I don't want to drag
you into this. It's not good.

Do you think
you'll lose your job?

I don't know.

But I made a decision and I got
to deal with the consequences.

Just gotta be ready
for whatever happens.

- Yo, heads up.
- Detective Burnett.

Detective McKenna.

I don't think
we've formally met.

McKenna, can you
give us a minute?

Yeah.

Strange thing
happened last night.

An older African-American
gentleman

interviewed one of my witnesses,

pretending to be a cop.

You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?

I'm trying to be fair here.

But now you're interfering
with my investigation.

Your old man has
had a tough life.

Don't drag him into this.

Let me tell you something.

The truth is incontrovertible.

It's objective, pure.

The only thing I care about.

And I will follow that
wherever it leads.

- We got to talk.
- Not right now.

It's an "us" thing. Come on.

So how's this whole
IA thing going?

It's fine. I mean, unless you
know something that I don't know.

Well, all I know is, Baines'
head is in a bad place,

all right, he's reading
the officers' manual,

he's constantly on the
phone with his union rep.

He's overreacting.

He's going to be fine.

He's got a kid in college. This
job is his life, he cannot lose it.

Whatever y'all are into,
you just got to have his back.

Always.

Ben, do yourself a
favor, stay out of it.

Yeah, okay, I'll stay out of it,

but after that, I'm
done. No more favors.

Vivian Kim, please.

It's Patrick McKenna.

Vivian, hi.

Thank you. Congrats
to you as well.

Listen, I'm looking into
the Ricky Leon murder.

What do you know about a
company called Lustrum Holdings

and the CEO Logan Kline?

I have some questions about
what they're doing in Korea town.

Okay. Now that
story time is over,

- we can finally do some show-and-tell.
- What do we got?

All right, not in the mood
for jokes today. So...

We didn't find much
on our two guys.

They're living
pretty normal lives.

Lou Molinet, 39,
Belgian-born mercenary.

He aided Ward in Saudi Arabia.

Working as a security
guard in Sacramento.

- What'd you guys come up with?
- Not much either.

I mean, looks like a dead
end with Kiko Martinez.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- El Coyote Malo.
- Yo, we might've been right.

- Yeah?
- It makes sense that a coyote

would open up a restaurant
called Bad Coyote.

- It's good branding.
- Pinky and the Baines,

what the hell are you
guys talking about?

The lawyer had texts
on his phone from Ward

talking about needing
to pay a coyote.

So that might be the guy
helping Ward. Who is that?

Kiko Martinez, 42, ex-Navy
SEAL turned mercenary,

and he worked with
Ward in Venezla.

Owns a Mexican restaurant in
Oceanside called El Coyote Malo.

Anybody up for
beans with Baines?

That wasn't funny?

Look, I know you don't
want to talk about this,

- but what's with you and Marshawn?
- McKenna, it's personal.

No, it's not.

I need to know
your head is right.

My head is fine.

Syd, I know you can't stop
blaming yourself for Jen's murder.

How do you think
this is gonna end?

I'll figure it out.

I know you didn't do it.

I saw the ballistics report.

Four shots from that distance,
and one wasn't even close.

The best part of you is
also the worst part of you.

You will do anything for
people you care about.

I need to know
what happened, Syd.

- What do you want me to say?
- The truth.

I didn't kill Beverly.

Emma did.

Beverly had a knife to Emma's
throat, but I talked her down.

She confessed to Jen's murder.

She surrendered.

I was going for my cuffs when...

It happened so fast.

Emma grabbed my gun.

She was so sad and angry
after she pulled the trigger.

I had to make a choice.

I wasn't there for Jen
when she needed me,

but I could be there for Emma.

And after everything
that she went through,

I wasn't gonna let her take
the fall for killing Beverly.

I won't.

- But you can't go down for this.
- It's too late for me.

I'm worried about Baines. I got
him mixed up in this shit, and,

he's got a family,
he's got a... His career.

Everything he's ever worked for,

he could lose because of me!

We're gonna figure this out.

I'm open to suggestions.

I figured it out. We can
sell your car to pay Davis off.

I don't think Davis
will go for that.

You won't sleep with
him, you won't sell your car.

That's it, I'm out
of suggestions.

You hardly even tried.

I thought you had my back.

Just for that, I'm not
gonna visit your ass in jail.

- Sorry, that shit's depressing.
- Wow, okay.

Thanks for the brutal honesty.

What, are you gonna...
At least gonna put

some chocolate in my commissary?

Maybe. Milk or dark?

Dark, always.

Well, this is your last case,
might as well go out with a bang.

Let's catch this son of a bitch.

Hey. Table for two?

No, we're actually, looking
for something else, señorita.

I'm off at 6:00.

Maybe next time.

We're gonna go grab a
drink. We're waiting for a friend.

Okay.

Baines, did you forget
where the accelerator is?

- What?
- You're driving so damn slow.

Here we go.

Come on, man, I know this
whole IA thing's got you messed up,

but you're not gonna lose your
job over a speeding violation.

Look, I'm fine on this
whole IA thing, Speed Racer.

All right, well, you're not
good on the speed limit.

It says 65 miles
an hour, maximum.

That is the maximum
that you can go.

I am flowing with the
flow of traffic in California.

But you know what? The
girls might need backup.

They're probably already there.

- We should hurry up?
- What they're doing right now

is, they're asking Kiko
questions while sipping on a drink

with little umbrellas in 'em.

Plenty of seats at the bar.

- Great.
- What brings you ladies in?

Heard about those margaritas.

Ward!

I really could've
used that margarita.

Same.

Kiko!

Where the hell are
Baines and Walker?

You know Baines
is a slow-ass driver.

You have got to speed up.

They're probably already
done asking Kiko questions.

We might as well
just turn around.

You really want me to bust a U?

No, because when you
said "beans with Baines,"

it made me hungry, so
now I want to get some food.

Ha! I knew it. Refried
beans, here we come.

Maybe if I call them,
they'll put in an order.

- You want anything?
- Yeah, let me get a... a bean smoothie.

Dude, they're not answering.
You think they're all right?

What exactly do you think is
happening at that restaurant?

You just killed his cousin.

How was I supposed to
know it was his cousin?

Get the hell out of
here, now! I got this!

You know they called
us bitches, right?

"Dirty bitches" to be exact.

Who's the bitch now...

Bitch?

Ward.

- Knock, knock.
- Who's there?

There's got to be a
way to work this out.

We've been hunting
this guy for a week.

There's no way we're
leaving without him.

You see what this says?

"Oceanside."

- Jesus.
- We have jurisdiction in Oceanside.

Look, my partner's been through
some serious stuff with this guy.

You've probably
seen it on the news.

You're that LAPD officer that got
kidnapped a couple of weeks back.

And that guy is a
part of the same crew.

You know, I'm gonna go inside

and take a peek
at the crime scene.

It'd be a shame if he was
still here when I got back.

All right.

So, are you guys taking
Ward in, or are we?

- We got it.
- You sure?

I mean, the way you drive, probably
won't get there until tomorrow.

That is true. You did drive 55 miles
per hour the whole way down here,

- in the right lane with your blinker on.
- Hey, 65 was the suggested speed limit.

Take a suggestion.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Just gonna have a little talk
with Ward about Winslow.

Think of it as a favor.

- All right.
- All right.

Yo, we should get
somethin' to eat.

Are you serious? You wanna stop
and grub on a prisoner transfer?

Yo, we'll stop
through a drive-thru.

Yo, man, I'm like an old Caddy.

I get 8 miles to the gallon.
I gotta fill this tank up.

Yeah, you're old and inefficient.
You're exactly like an old Caddy.

You want the bloated?

You ready for the fossil fuels?

All right, let's go.

Watch your head.

Detective Burnett.

You busy?

What is this?

Get in.

Take a ride, I'll tell you
everything you want to know.

Dispatch, this is
Detective Walker,

prisoner transport of Malcolm
Ward has reached out L.A.'s city limit.

About 50 minutes out.

Copy that. Good
to have you back.

What are you smiling at?

You destroyed a community,
you killed Ricky Leon...

He was a legend. I
hope it was worth it.

Winslow was good?

A little surprised you
made it out of that ditch.

You hear something, Baines?

I don't hear nothin'.

Just a future
jailbird squeaking.

Hey.

Sorry I'm late We had
to chase down this dude

all the way to San Diego.
It was, like, a whole thing.

- Where are you guys going today?
- Zombie escape room.

You hate those.

Izzy likes to torture me.

I think it's her
favorite pastime.

By the way,
congratulations in person.

- Well, thank you.
- My goodness.

Are you so happy it's over?

I'm just more relieved.

Real work starts now. A
lot of promises to keep.

Well, you're the
best guy for the job.

- Thanks.
- All right, well, we better...

No, hey.

Because we have this,
like, one slot of time.

I just wanted to say that, um...

This family... It just...

It works better with you in it.

- Um, Patrick, we...
- No. I...

We're always gonna
be family, but for Izzy,

maybe we could be friends.

Yeah.

Yeah. Totally. I love that.

- Friends.
- Yeah?

- I better get her.
- Get going. Yeah.

Iz?

We got to hustle, kiddo.

Emma teaches class
here three days a week.

Seems lovely.

You want to know the truth about
what happened to Beverly Gamble?

I know the truth.

I want to hear it from you.

It was personal.

Very personal.

When we caught Beverly, I just.

I let my guard down.

Emma grabbed my gun,
and she shot Beverly.

She'd been attacked by her
sister's killer. She was terrified.

She made a mistake.

You know you don't get
points for coming clean now.

I'm not coming clean now.

Not at all. This is
the first and last time

I will ever admit that it was
Emma who pulled the trigger.

You're gonna throw away

your career

and your life

for a couple of
white girls and a lie?

I will repeat this lie to
anyone who will listen.

To protect her?

Yeah.

Because you couldn't
protect her sister?

Because she's a good person.

She broke the law.

That is the only
thing that matters.

It's not all that matters.

I... I respect your
objectivity, but,

it can't be all that matters.

Good has to matter.

Otherwise, why the hell
are we doing this job?

Convene a panel, take my
confession and close your case.

Convene a panel,

accept your lie,

close my case.

You know I won't go easy on you.

Nobody's asking
you to go easy on me.

IA's been after me for years.

Take the win, Lieutenant.

I bet when you
woke up this morning,

you thought you was gonna
be chilling on a beach in Mexico.

With your little thong on.

You know what? I'm gonna
play you some Mexican music.

Get a little...

Get a little butt tan.

Well, you're gonna get
a butt tan in jail, baby.

Hey, Iz. We got, like, 15.

Come on. We're gonna be late.

I got it.

Stay there.

Patrick?

Patrick?

Dad!

Patrick?

My God! Dad.

- Izzy, call 911.
- Okay. Okay.

- Um... Okay.
- Put pressure on this.

Stop or I'll shoot!

Come on, Dad. Come on.
Don't leave me, okay? Come on.

Do not leave me, okay?
Please. Please stay with me.

Just stay right here, okay?

- Just... Stay awake, okay?
- Patrick, breathe.

- You got this. Slow, deep breaths.
- You are not gonna leave me.

Okay, you're with me. Good.

- You're good. I got you. Okay?
- There's too much blood.

- There's too much blood.
- I got you.

Please stay with me.

- Izzy, there's too much blood.
- You're not gonna leave me.

You are not gonna leave me.
Okay? You're not gonna leave me.

Tell him you love him.

Say goodbye.

I love you, Dad, okay?

I love you so much. I
love you so, so, so much.

Dad! Dad.