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[Harmon] Previously, on On Call...

What happened to your sister? You said she was a cop.

She was injured in the line of duty.

I just wanted to let you know

that the sheriff was walking around here the other day.

What's going on with your brother?

-Gabriel has a hit on his head. -[Diaz] Over what we did...

[Harmon gasps]

...for grabbing Maniac.

I need to talk to your guy, El Toro.

-They want to kill my brother. -We're not going back to Smokey's.

So, you need to find another angle.

[sirens]

[shouting]

-Hey! -Hey! Hey! Calm down!

-[man] I'm gonna fuck your shit up! -Hey!

-[man] Look what you did! -Hey! Back it up!

Back it up, okay? Back it up! What happened?

This little shit's been racing up and down the street all day

making goddamn TikTok videos.

-I wasn't speeding. -Oh, back up!

Let him finish.

I told him he was gonna kill someone and now he hit her!

-Her?! -I didn't fucking see her!

'Cause you were going 100 miles an hour!

-Hey! -Whoa, back up! To the curb!

Diaz, cuff him!

-Wait, what? I didn't do anything! -Turn around!

-You should be cuffing him! -Turn around!

[Harmon] Step back, step back.

[dog whining]

Call Animal Control, now!

-[dog whimpering] -[sirens approaching]

Who does she belong to?

[woman] She's a stray. Shows up around here all the time.

[Harmon whispers] Good girl.

[car approaches]

[police radio chatter]

-[door closes] -What do we got, Diaz?

These two were about to go at it.

This one was racing up and down the street in the Eclipse.

He hit a dog and was just gonna leave it there.

I called Animal Control, but they're... they're backed up.

Shit was an accident. Can you get the cuffs off of me, man?

Sit there and shut up.

They're always backed up. It's only one car for three cities.

Sir, do me a favor, go back to the sidewalk.

You, do not move.

Want some water?

[whining]

-It's okay. Shh, shh. -[dog whimpering]

Harmon?

So, we got any witnesses that saw the kid hit the dog?

-[Diaz] No. -Nobody other than the big guy.

It's he said, he said.

[dog crying]

Where the fuck is Animal Control?

Said they're about two hours out.

Look, we're, um... We're gonna have to handle this ourselves.

[sighs] Fine. Let's just get her in my cruiser, I'll find an animal hospital.

Harmon. Harmon! Look at her. She's not gonna make a ride.

So, what do you want to do?

No!

Look, I get it. It's the humane thing to do though.

Wait, you guys are saying that we sh...

We can dispatch an animal when they're suffering.

-But she can still make it. -No, she can't.

Fuck it. Report me. I'm putting her in my car.

[Lasman] Harmon. Harmon!

-All right, come on. Come on, girl. -[barks]

[dog whining]

-[dog barking] -[Lasman] Traci!

You're just hurting her more.

I can't.

You don't have to.

You guys, clear these people out. Go.

Everybody, get inside of your homes. Come on.

Ma'am, go back inside your house. Make sure that the kids don't see this.

Okay.

Sir, could you step back?

[dog continues whining]

Hey, girl. Hey, puppy. It's okay.

I'm assuming we've got nothing to arrest shithead for.

No. Nothing that'll stick.

-[dog whining] -It's okay. It's okay.

I got you.

It's okay, I got you.

[sighs]

[gunshot]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Noise complaint. Looks like it's in Naples Island.

Low priority.

Yeah?

Probably just some rich asshole throwing a party.

We don't have enough units out here already. Hard pass.

[Diaz] Okay.

Hey, look, um... I want to apologize for what I said last shift.

Forget it.

No, no, I was... I was way out of line.

Plus, I never really believed that stuff.

Man, that bullshit's been haunting me since it happened.

And you were gonna hear about it one way or another, so...

[phone buzzing]

Your mom?

[sighing] Yeah.

What's going on with your brother?

It's not your problem, all right.

What happened?

He was jumped in the yard yesterday.

Apparently, it was like three guys.

You know, COs, they broke it up, but... yeah.

Why didn't you tell me?

For what? There's nothing you can do.

We can get him into protective custody.

I promised him that I wouldn't do that.

That's more important to you than saving his life?

I gave him my word. All right? I can't break that.

Not after all the shit he's been through.

I've seen enough death today.

-[tires squealing] -Whoa, whoa, whoa!

-Where the hell we going? -To go see Smokey.

I thought you said that bridge was burned.

Yeah, well, maybe we can find a miracle in the ashes.

Charlie-85, show us at 115 Noretta Place for a bar check.

-[dispatcher] Copy, Charlie-85. -What's the move?

I talk. You keep your eyes open.

No matter what, you do not pop off.

You got some titanium balls showing up here, lady.

I need to see Smokey.

Nah.

How's your brother, little homie? Heard he got all jammed up.

Walking the main line in the piñta can be dangerous, huh.

[passing truck horn]

Yo, what the fuck?!

Yo, bitch, I told you, you're not gonna see him!

[whistles] It's okay. Let her in.

[easy Mexican folk music playing]

What's with all the muscle?

Take a guess.

You didn't give up Maniac?

Why should the bosses come down on you?

I got a nephew about your age, just got on with La Mesa PD.

It's más chingon, especially these days.

Why my brother? He's got nothing to do with anything.

Mano, you grew up around this shit.

You know the rules.

What do we gotta do to call it off?

The 211 Outlaws...

they've been a pain in my ass over on the South Side.

Maybe some cases fall on 'em?

Come on, Smokey, that shit ain't happening.

I've always been above board with you.

I guess your brother's shit out of luck.

I swear to fucking God, if you touch my brother!

Cálmate, calma. Sit down, sit down.

I put Maniac in cuffs. It was my call. I am the one that you want.

It's more fun making you watch.

Let's go.

Heard guys up in Corcoran were a little embarrassed

things didn't end differently.

They won't miss twice.

[intense ambient music]

Were you trying to get us killed? I told you not to pop off!

Yeah, well, fuck him, okay?! You heard what he said.

Call your brother, see if he's all right.

-I can't. -Call him!

I can't! Okay, I can't!

They confiscated his phone when they fuckin' jumped him, man.

Fuck!

Oh, God, it's just wait and see now.

[on radio] Any unit to respond Code Three to a possible overdose

of three people at 5436 Ravenna Drive.

That's where the noise complaint came from.

[siren blaring]

[music thumping]

[tires squeal]

Got the med kit?

[party noise]

'Bout time. I called hours ago!

They've been blasting that shit all day!

[woman laughing] Woo!

[Harmon] Long Beach PD!

Long Beach Police!

Long Beach Police!

-[music thumping] -[people laughing]

[girl] Please, help them.

[Harmon] What's your name?

Misty.

[Harmon] Charlie-85 requesting additional units for crowd control.

Misty, do me a favor. Get somebody to kill this music.

Okay. Um...

-[Harmon] What'd they take? -[Misty] Um, coke.

It must have been laced, I think. It's right over there.

[Harmon] Nobody touch that.

Charlie-85, we've got three juveniles, possible overdose, non-responsive.

Send me paramedics now. Narcan.

[dispatcher on radio] Copy.

[Misty] Oh, my God, oh, my God...

[sprays]

-[sprays] -[Misty] Please, please...

Hey, come on. Come on. Come on!

Come on. Come on.

-[gasps, coughs] -[Diaz] That's it.

-[screaming] -[Diaz] Hey! Hey!

Easy, easy, easy. Hey. Easy. It's just some bad shit. Okay?

Okay, breathe. Hey, breathe. Breathe, in, out, in, out. Atta boy.

-That's it. -Charlie-85, we've got three overdoses.

Two non-responsive. How far out are paramedics?

[dispatcher on radio] Paramedics are arriving now.

Oh, my God! That's my sister!

Fuck!

No, no, you've gotta wait between doses. At least three minutes.

Check her pulse.

[boy] Wake up! Please, wake up!

-[Diaz] Fuck, no pulse. -[Harmon] Start CPR.

[boy] Wake up! Please, wake up!

[Harmon] Somebody, turn the fucking music off!

[Barlowe] Clear a path! Get 'em out of here!

-We just Narcan'ed them. -[medic] Copy that.

-Stay on compressions. Stay on the chest. -[music stops]

-I'll take over. -You got her?

Yeah.

-[medic] What'd she take? -[Diaz] Uh, coke.

Come on, get out of here. Out, out, out! Let's go!

-[medic] One dose Narcan? -Yeah, just one, about a minute ago.

-[medic 2] You got room? -[medic] Yep. Back up.

-Clear. -[thumps]

[crying]

[medic] Come on. Come on.

[gasping]

I know. You're gonna be okay.

Hey, you good? Just breathe, breathe in.

-Breathe in. You're good. You're okay. -[gasping]

-Clear. -[thumps]

Please, God, please, let her be okay.

-What's her name? -[boy] Aubree.

Aubree, stay with us.

[medic] Come on! Come on!

Only got one more try left.

[paddles charging]

-Clear! -[thumps]

We got a pulse. Get the stretcher in here. We gotta get her to the ER, right now!

Whose house is this?

You and me. Let's go.

[Diaz] Hey, let them work, okay? Step back.

[Harmon] Miss, give us a minute, please.

Where are your parents?

In Palm Springs.

Do they know that you're having a party?

-No. -Where'd the drugs come from?

-I don't know. -[Harmon] You don't know?

I swear, somebody else brought them.

Call your parents. Now.

Uh, I-I don't have my phone.

-[Harmon] Well, where is it? -Downstairs.

There's a Louis Vuitton case on it.

There's a Louis fucking Vuitton case? Great.

Avery, hey. Go downstairs with him, make sure he finds his phone

and calls his parents. Get them down here now.

Come on, follow me.

-Thanks, guys. -Of course.

Hey. She's your sister?

Yeah. I, I should go with her.

You're supposed to be looking out for her.

-I fucked up, I don't know... -[Harmon] You fucked up?

She could be dead!

[police radio chatter]

I need her to be okay. Is she gonna be okay?

Just go be with her. Go. Make sure you get in the ambulance, okay?

And make sure you call your parents from the hospital.

Fuck...

[indistinct radio chatter]

I don't know what you guys did before Narcan.

Hope and prayed EMS showed up before we did.

Hey, I need a favor. Can you wrap this up?

Sure. You good?

Yeah. Hey, we gotta roll.

[Diaz] Yep.

Where we going?

Welfare check.

[overlapping chatter]

[Diaz] Welfare check at the beach?

You gonna tell me what's going on?

I told you my sister was a cop.

She was injured in the line of duty, right?

[Diaz] Mm-hmm.

Yeah, well, an injury wasn't what ended her career, per se.

She was prescribed Oxy. And then, when that wasn't enough,

it was heroin and whatever else she could get her hands on.

Six months, she went from patrolling the streets to living on them.

Jen was everything to me.

She surfed, I surfed. She became a cop, I followed.

And she's out here?

Hey! I'm looking for Jen. You know her?

Who?

The Sheriff.

[laughs]

Over there. Past the bathroom.

[man laughs]

[dog barks]

-You want me to go with? -No, I'm gonna be quick.

[woman] ...they think that we're blind

but we see exactly what they're doing...

pulling at our brains... I know you feel this.

It's more than like a metaphor. I want you to trust when it...

-[man] Hey, Sheriff. -[Jen] What?

Don't worry. It's just my little sister.

I need to talk to you.

It's okay.

[ship horn blows]

[scoffs]

It's time for you to come home, Jen.

Yeah, mom kicked me out.

Because you stole from her.

She wants you back. She's worried.

[train whistle blows in distance]

What about you? Will you want me back?

Hm.

You know what? I'm fine.

I'm just hanging here with my friends.

-Your friends? -[Jen] Yes.

There's Cosmo... (raises voice) and Mandy...

-Let's just go. -...and Elroy... No, I am staying!

You never once apologized for all the shit you put us through!

What shit?

I had to buy mom a wedding ring, to replace the one that you pawned!

-Allegedly, allegedly... -Let's just fucking go!

I said no!

Then I am going to arrest you!

-Okay. Okay. -All right?

Before we go...

I gotta tell you something.

What?

Chicken butt! [laughs]

Oh! You were serious! [laughs]

I'm not gonna be the one who tells mom you OD'd on some beach, all right?

[laughing] Ow, ow!

If you going to jail means getting clean, then so be it!

What are you doing?

I, uh... I-I saw that there were people here, so I just thought you

-might need some back-up. -Search her.

-Are you... Are you sure? -[Harmon] Do it!

[Jen] You can't do this!

I am the fucking Sheriff out here!

-Hey! -Turn around, please.

Be careful with that!

Hey.

-Is she clean? -Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, no drugs... Just, um... just this.

Can I say something?

I am the fucking Sheriff!

No.

I'm the Sheriff...

There is a better solution to this.

You don't know the history here.

Look, I get it, all right. There's... There's a lot about today we can't change.

But this... this is a choice.

So, you're going to criticize my decision making now?

No, I'm just telling you that this is not the answer.

Okay, yeah. So, you know what's best.

I know what jail does to families, okay?

I don't know. Everywhere that we take her to get clean,

she escapes. She's like a fuckin' Houdini.

I... I know somewhere where she won't be able to get away.

All right. It's safe and not far.

Just trust me.

[indistinct chatter with Diaz and women]

Hey, yeah, it's cool. She can stay.

What is this place?

It's a safe house.

Yeah, me and my brother used to take my mom here

after her boyfriend knocked her around.

They, they help women get clean, too.

Nobody goes in or out until they're supposed to.

All right.

Come on. Got you a place.

Wait.

[keys rattling]

You just gonna leave me here?

I'll check in on you.

You promise?

[handcuffs clinking]

Come on.

[woman] Come on inside. You'll be okay.

Can I, um... Can I have a minute?

Yeah, of course.

Look... I know what this means to you.

So, I'm gonna hold onto it until you get out.

[crying, sniffles]

You do that.

[sniffles]

[crying]

Hey, I had an idea about your brother.

We move him.

No, I don't mean into protective custody, I mean, to a different facility.

You... You can do that?

Yeah, I could try cashing in a favor.

Where to?

Somewhere East Barrio doesn't have reach.

Come on. Coffee's on me.

Next, on On Call...

-I went to see Smokey. -And?

And the bosses are pissed at him for not protecting Maniac.

-[woman groans] -You need to talk to us.

That's what started this shit!

Then help me end it!

I got a better angle.

Stage Two tactical alert. We go full court press on East Barrio.

We serve warrants on every documented member in the neighborhood.

They want to fight each other, let 'em do it in our lockup.

[closing theme music playing]