All language subtitles for The Shield Season 3 Episode 03 - Bottom Bitch

Yo, what's up, boss?

Seen the new 20?

–Yeah, man. The colours are funky.
–Yeah.

The old ones are gonna be phased out
of the system over the next year.

So, what about our money-train 20s?

We have to unload our 20s
sooner than we wanted to…

before they stand out too much.

Shit.

So Claudette's in charge
of our team now?

–That's the way she sees it.
–You had a female boss before?

You ever met my daughter?

–She's insisting we go mini-putting.
–So how do we deal with her?

Kill her with kindness.

Couple of months,
we'll get our freedom back.

It's not like we can't use the break.

—catching those preppy lawyers
with their pants down.

–I think you guys got the wrong room.
–Wyms told us to shack up here.

We're the Decoy Squad.
We just transferred in.

–I'm Walon. Eddie, Annie, Trish.
–Vic Mackey.

It's crowded in here.
Why don't I talk to my captain…

see if I can scrounge you up
some new digs?

–Seems okay to me.
–Yeah, we can make it work.

Man, what's that smell?

Oh, I've been playing homeless
for the last three days.

Kind of ripe, huh?

–Where's the shower around here?
–First door on the left.

–Look, I need to go to work.
–Then go already.

Well, I don't wanna leave arguing.
What's the problem?

Nothing.

Look, what are you doing?
This doesn't have to be a thing.

You don't want me here.

Look, I said I thought it was a little fast
for you to be moving in.

It doesn't mean that I don't want
you here when I get home.

Shit. Hey, hey, hey.

–What, couldn't find the shower?
–Yeah, I found it. Thanks.

Where's the rest of your team?

I gave Ronnie a pass. He's seeing
a plastic surgeon about his face.

–And Shane?
–Car battery died. He'll meet us.

Okay, our first target, prostitution.

We've mapped out
four key red-light zones.

Phase one, get the girls off the street.
Phase two, nail the johns.

A temporary processing station's
been set up to expedite arrests.

Also, media crews will be filming
to discourage offenders…

and anyone watching
from ever coming back.

The DA's office has been helpful
as well.

Members of your team can now
show their members to the girls.

–We get to show our dicks?
–Time to pull out the pipes, fellas.

It's only to convince them
that you're not law enforcement.

–They can look, they can't touch.
–Their loss.

–Chicken-head, 2 o'clock.
–Drive-through blowjobs.

–All right, I'm rolling up.
–We got you, good buddy.

–You looking for a date?
–It's too nice a night to be lonely.

–You a cop?
–I look like a cop?

Yeah. Let me see your package.

You gotta promise
not to get scared away.

–Go ahead, frighten me.
–Okay.

Halloween's early this year.
Want some candy?

–Well, how do I know you're not a cop?
–I am a cop. See my badge?

Go, brother.

Oh, that just made my week.

Head's 50, sex is 75,
anal's a hundred.

–Hey. Sorry.
–You wanna be my backdoor baby?

–Where the hell you been?
–Just dealing with some stuff.

Next time, pick up a phone
or at least answer yours.

Hey, we got an assault in progress.
You guys see that?

Lem, hit it.

–Police!
–I'm okay.

–Get off!
–Here. Come here.

–I got the runner.
–Get off me, you asshole!

–Freeze! Police!
–You're under arrest, princess.

All right, ladies. Easy.

–Just relax.
–My arm!

All right, everybody calm down.

Hey, I know you, right?

–No.
–Yeah.

You're the cop that was there
when Connie got killed.

I saw you at the funeral.
I was her friend.

You were too, right?

What do you want?

My pimp kicked me out on the street,
won't let anyone else take me in.

I got no protection.

Well, it looks like it's time
to relocate then…

or find a new line of work.

–Please, I just…
–Sorry.

Connie said you helped her,
said you looked out for her and Brian.

Look, Connie was just
an informant of mine.

So dropping her name
is doing you no good.

–I heard you helped her out.
–You heard wrong.

Please. You're a cop.
They're gonna kill me out there.

Do something for me.

I'm not gonna judge
the life you chose…

but I'm not gonna
get sucked into it either.

Good luck.

Oh, my.
You two dirty up quite nicely.

Oh, this?
Just a few rags from my closet.

I'll give you a runway show
sometime.

She's not kidding.
These are hers too.

–All these arrests are for solicitation?
–Assault and battery.

Buys us an extra three to six months
off the street.

Sorry to set the bar so high
your first night.

–Well, we'll see if we can keep up.
–Thanks for coming.

Yeah, I had a flat.
I got there as quick as I could.

I told her your battery died.

It was personal.
It won't happen again.

I talked to the hooker who got jumped.
She'll build a case against her pimp.

I talked to her too. She's a liar.

Then she should fit right in
on your team.

Work with her. I've sent a message
to the gals and johns…

and I'd like to send one
to the pimps too.

You're the boss.

–Thought you had that hooker sting?
–It's in motion.

I heard you got a call.
Thought I'd check in.

Victim's name is Isabel Nelson,
raped by a lone male.

Guy was waiting in the house naked
when she came home.

Left with jewellery, a little cash.

–Is that her?
–That's her daughter.

Isabel's 73.

–He had a ski mask covering his head.
–Was he black, white?

White, maybe Mexican, not black.

Do you remember anything
about his body?

Tattoos, birthmarks, anything?

All I saw was his…

And it didn't look anything
like my husband's used to look.

Well, we can talk about this later.

I wanna help.
He shouldn't have done this.

Is it true that he didn't leave
right away?

He wanted to know
where my jewellery was, and he took it.

Then he laid down on the bed again,
next to me…

he put his hands on me,
two or three hours.

–Was he holding you down?
–No.

He just…

Cuddled with you.

That was the worst part.

It's okay. Good.

Would you stop ignoring my messages
and call me back, baby? Okay? Please?

–Trouble in paradise.
–That's one I won't miss.

What's up?

I'm sorry I went over your head.
I didn't know she was your boss.

You just don't understand
how dangerous Smooth is.

I know pimps. Only thing original
about them are their names.

–Where are you from?
–San Jose.

When this is over, why don't you
take a bus, open up shop there?

I like L.A.

Smooth will kill you
if he finds out you helped us.

Not if you protect me.

Let's be clear.

This is a one-shot deal, sweetie,
then we're done.

The guy in the suit, what's he in on?

Solicitation.
Won't give his name, had no ID.

Nothing at all?

Ass Invader? I've been looking
all over Beverly Hills for one of those.

Somebody dropped by the store,
said, “Give me one of everything.”

He has got a dildo in there
you could snake a drain with.

I'll handle this one.
Finish the paperwork, run it by me.

Captain's real hands-on here, huh?

You could say that.

See anything in there
I should take home?

–How are you, David?
–Better than you, Javier.

That policewoman
made a big mistake.

I don't wanna get anybody in trouble,
but, you know, she's acted out of line.

How?

She flagged me over,
said she wanted directions.

I'm not out there looking for this,
so help me.

Come on, Javier,
I saw the bag you were arrested with.

Embarrassing, it's not illegal.

–Why didn't you give your name?
–I panicked.

I'm trying to save the district
from scandal.

For God's sake, do you know
what would happen to me…

if people think I actually did this?

So why cuddle?

Is that a guilt reaction
or some kind of emotional souvenir?

“Just because I raped you
doesn't mean we can't be friends”?

Thanks for the assignment.

–Farrah's a real winner.
–What'd she give us?

Smooth's running a glorified
whorehouse for downtown suits.

He keeps a drug stash in the house
in case his guests need a pick-me-up.

–You know, X, oxy, coke.
–I'll call for a warrant.

You see if Shane
slept through his alarm.

All right, that's the target.

–The drug stash is in the last bedroom.
–Tavon's got point.

–Tavon? What about me?
–You got one strike with Claudette.

If something goes wrong,
I don't want you taking a hit.

–Well, why would something go wrong?
–It won't.

–It's on.
–Okay. Give up your hardware.

Farrah says they're running clients for
metal on the way inside, so give it up.

Okay, you're not packing,
so keep it simple. Get in, get solicited.

Shane will call in the signal.

–Who's Smooth's bottom bitch?
–She's the queen whore, Cocoa.

–So how'd you hear about us?
–We came in for the car convention.

The boys from Chevy
gave me your number.

–Who do you like?
–What about you?

You can get the mouth,
but only Smooth gets my booty.

–Suck you bone-dry for a hundred.
–Hope you're worth it.

–Now, that's mine.
–Party favours?

–Coke? X? Viagra?
–I'll take some X.

And get my boy here some
of that Viagra. He can use the boost.

Follow me.

–You got a bathroom?
–Upstairs.

I'm gonna give you something more
than you bargained for.

Hey, it's a go. Two guys packing
just inside the front door.

Go. Move, move, move.
Come on, move your ass.

–Go.
–Go.

–Oh, my God!
–Oh, my God!

Shit, it's reinforced.

The door is holding.
Open it from the inside.

–I got it.
–Get out of the way!

It's a raid!

–Where the hell's backup?
–Can't get in.

–Get out, girls!
–Hey, get her, man.

Let us out there!

Police! Freeze!

–Where's Tavon?
–She's flushing the drugs!

Get down! Get out of here right now!
Get out!

–Can we get a ram in here?
–Hurry up!

–Get the ram!
–Here, come here, come here!

Go, go!

–Too late.
–Get on your feet!

Hands on your head!
Get against the wall. Turn to the wall!

–Yes?
–I'm Detective Wagenbach.

I'm investigating a break-in
at the building next door.

–You notice anyone unusual?
–Just the police.

What about your family?

It's just me and my son Josh,
but he wasn't home.

–How old is Josh?
–Nineteen.

I'm gonna need to talk to him.
Have him give me a call.

That's my number
if you think of something else.

Should I be worried?

That was a lot of commotion
for a break-in.

Just make sure you lock up
when you're not at home.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Smooth's smarter
than we gave him credit for.

They registered his cathouse
in Cocoa's name.

Summer classes at Pimp U paid off.

Well, she's so brainwashed,
she'll never roll on him.

–Without a drug charge to hold over…
–What are you saying?

Everyone but King Shithead
gets busted?

Looks like it's time for you
to catch that bus.

I didn't do this so he could walk.

And I didn't do this to settle
some personal grudge of yours.

We got his house, his bottom bitch,
most of his girls.

–It was a good day.
–No.

Use me if you have to.

That cocksucker turned out
my 13-year-old sister…

when she came to visit me.

Got her shooting up.
Next thing, she's hooking.

–Then she gets sick.
–AIDS?

I haven't seen her in two months.

Who knows who she's sucking off
for pocket change.

–Don't let him keep doing this.
–What do you think?

–Her half-assed sob story?
–No. Using her to get to Smooth.

Could get her killed.
If she doesn't care, why should we?

We send her out of town
when it's done.

I say we move on to the next thing,
get her out of our lives.

The reason pimp cases are impossible
is because girls won't cooperate.

She's willing. I say we go with it.

–Saddle someone else with it.
–I'm saddling you.

Look, you want Smooth,
I want my clubhouse back.

This isn't a barter,
it's an assignment.

Everyone's saying
Mrs Nelson was raped.

Ma'am, we don't discuss
ongoing cases.

Look, I'm alone a lot
when my son's out…

and I asked you
if I should be worried.

Paul Fets, have you talked with him?

–He's raped before.
–Paul Fets?

He's a registered sex offender, lives
across the street from Mrs Nelson.

Why am I the one checking on this?

Ma'am, there are
34 registered sex offenders…

in the five-block area
around that apartment…

including 12 high-risk felons.

Fets followed me
into my apartment once…

said he wanted to help
with my groceries.

If my son hadn't come home right then,
it would've been me.

Well, we will talk to him.

He was looking in her window…

Mrs Nelson's, about a week ago.
I caught him.

Why didn't you tell me that
this morning?

Because you didn't tell me
you were looking for a rapist.

Did you hear there was a woman raped
in the building next to yours?

No.

Somebody crawled into her window,
raped her when she came home.

Sounds a lot like that trouble
you got into before.

Sorry I'm late. Hello.

Mandy Trujillo.

She was a paraplegic girl
in a wheelchair.

You forced her side door open…

went into her bedroom, put
your penis in her mouth, didn't you?

I don't think that way anymore.

Well, maybe you can explain…

why somebody saw you
looking into Mrs Nelson's window?

–The same window the rapist went in?
–That wasn't me.

Was she home? Or did you decide
to come back when she was gone?

I didn't look through her window.

And you didn't follow Wanda Ledda
into her apartment either, did you?

I was trying to help her
with the groceries.

She didn't have to tell
the neighbours about me. I…

I don't like that pressure.

Be here by 10 in the morning,
we'll take a run at your pimp.

Why can't we do it tonight?

Because you're not the only woman
in my life who needs attention.

–Well, where am I supposed to stay?
–Where'd you stay last night?

My place. But it's not safe there.

Just give me some money
for a motel.

I already gave you a bus ticket.
Feel free to use it any time.

Just call me and tell me you're okay.
Could you do that, please?

Great goddamn day.

First Mara, then I gotta share
a locker with Pig-Pen.

–They'll be gone soon.
–Yeah, or we will.

They made 15 arrests last night.

–So, what's with Mara?
–These pimps have it figured out.

You treat them like shit,
they stick to you like flies.

If only swatting them away
was as easy.

I just don't wanna
swat this one away.

It's the first girl I've been with
that's better than me.

She's not better than you.

She's probably
just blowing off steam.

–Yeah.
–Just give her some space.

She'll call you.

You going out?

Yeah, I got my daughter tonight.
Mini-putt and ice cream.

–That's good, man.
–Yeah.

Be nice to get away
from all the drama.

–Mom.
–I'm sorry, I don't know what happened.

–She kept screaming to come home.
–Go get ready for bed.

I want Daddy to tuck me in.

–Go to your room.
–No.

Listen to your mother. I'll make it up
to you next week, I promise.

No, Daddy, please stay.

–Jesus.
–Cassidy, stop this right now.

Well, hold on, hold on.
Maybe I should stay, just for an hour.

Cassidy come here right now.
Get over here. Listen to me.

I know what you're doing,
and it's not going to work, okay?

Your father's going to leave now.
If you wanna spend time with him…

you will behave when it's his turn
to see you. Now, let's go.

No, Daddy, please don't go.

–Go.
–Please, Daddy, don't go!

–Go.
–Dad, don't. Please.

–Go!
–Dad, please don't.

As you can imagine,
I deal with rape and death every day.

–I'm sorry.
–I don't mind. Feel like I'm helping.

Like I'm taking bad people away
before they can hurt somebody else.

That's not me.

In my experience, people who would
rape an old woman or a crippled lady…

they always do it again.

You do know that, right?

You know what a moral compass is?

It's a thing in people that tells them
what's right and what's wrong.

They know because
this moral compass guides them.

Only it gets broken
in some people, smashed.

So they do these horrible things,
but it's not their fault.

Their compass is just broken.

Can I go to the bathroom?

–Sure.
–Oh, no, this is for girls.

The men's is broken.

It's all right,
everybody uses this one.

I did things.

I know.

What…? All right, what if
your moral compass is broken?

How do you fix it?

You can't.

Isabel, that old woman…

this is the last sexual experience
she's gonna have.

I mean, can you even imagine that?

A grandmother.
Imagine if it were your grandmother.

I don't think you wanna
hurt anybody again…

but you gotta help me make sure
that doesn't happen.

–I don't wanna be broken.
–Okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

–Javier send you?
–What are we going to do?

I don't think there's much
we can do, Jorje.

Sanchez is a friend.

–Of yours.
–He's been supportive of you.

Letting him go without processing
while I look into things…

is as supportive as I can be.

He told me it was entrapment.
Is it possible?

I plan on talking
to the arresting officer.

I remember when a reporter
was asking questions about you once…

about the rape at USC.

I didn't rape anyone.

–She was an unstable woman.
–Yeah, but I supported you.

And I never asked you
if it was true or not.

Tell me about the Sanchez arrest.

He pulled up to the kerb.

–Did you flag him?
–I smiled at him.

–I do have a nice smile.
–Then what?

I engaged him. He said
the magic words, I gave the signal.

–Be more specific.
–He's into pegging.

He said he wanted to do me
with his favourite dildo…

then have me strap one on
and return the favour.

Offered me 150 bucks,
the cheap bastard.

–I've had men go as high as five.
–He's claiming it was entrapment.

Did you see his bag?

Bondage is more like it.

I'm still looking into this case.

Don't discuss it with anyone.

Hey, you guys took a call
at L.A Sound Design last week?

–The one on Sixth Street?
–Yeah.

Just took one at the store on Olympic.
I asked the owner for his surveillance…

he goes in the back for two minutes,
comes out, the tape is ruined.

Ours didn't have a camera.

Two in two weeks.

Hey, can I get a copy
of the serial numbers you guys took?

Isn't that for the insurance company
to worry about?

Yeah, but the detectives
are short-staffed.

It's low priority. I was thinking maybe
we can sniff around on our own.

Just because you been
on the sidelines…

doesn't mean
you have to play Wonder Woman.

Though I might be able to dig up
the outfit for you.

The call didn't seem right to me.

We filed our paperwork.

Yeah, there was nothing weird
that I can remember about the call.

Fine.

Sorry to interrupt your dinner.

Hey, Danny.

Give me half an hour,
and I'll pull it all together for you.

Thanks.

Keep it simple. Turn around.

Tell him you want back into his stable,
you'll do whatever it takes.

–I asked him before.
–Most of his girls are in lockup.

Chances are he'll need temps.

Can't wait to see his face
when we bust him.

Well, if he gets rough, I'll stop him.

I can handle a beating.

You won't have to.

Bury it.

–Don't touch me.
–Come on.

Like you never took
a free suck from Connie.

We can help each other.

Just put on the goddamn wire.

She said you were nice.

All you've ever been to me
is an asshole.

Place the wire and follow me.

Dutch got a confession
from the rapist.

Oh, that's great news.

Hey, just curious.

We arrested 15 johns yesterday,
but only booked 14.

–I released one.
–Now I'm even more curious.

Javier Sanchez
is the superintendent of schools.

I'm double-checking the facts
before proceeding.

His facts couldn't be checked
from the cage?

I'm extending him a courtesy.

What qualifies as
the special-treatment club this week?

As soon as he's processed,
he'll be publicly humiliated.

His career, effectively, will be over.

I was under the impression
we were showing people…

that things were changing here.
–We are.

Smells like the same cooking to me.

You made all of these arrests
in the last hour? Good work.

Finish the handoff
then get back out there.

We keep hauling in this many fish…

we might need to find you
new digs.

–We set?
–Yeah, just waiting for your okay.

Yeah?

Where have you been?

Look, you understand
that once you go in there…

your life's at stake.

–Yes.
–You're gonna have to get on the bus.

–I will.
–Look, I gotta go.

–We're in the middle of something here.
–I'm sorry. Look, I need a personal day.

Not a problem.

Look who crawled out
from under its rock.

Can we talk?

–You got nothing to say, bitch.
–I'll work twice as hard.

–I'll be your best earner.
–I said you have nothing to say.

Gotta go.

Hold on.

You go out, hit it hard enough tonight,
maybe we'll talk.

You freak on me again, I'll kill you.

It's good.

We got it on tape.

Good job.

These turn into bruises,
get Polaroids.

Yep.

Can I get your opinion
on something?

I'd stick with the fishnets.

French maid's outfit
might be too much.

I got stuck between Claudette
and Aceveda on something.

What exactly are the politics
around here?

Tell me more.

That John I brought in
with the goodie bag.

Seems like Aceveda
wants it to go away.

–Important guy, I guess.
–Claudette has another idea.

So push comes to shove,
which pony would you ride?

Aceveda's still the boss.

After that, city council.

If he asks for something,
do him the favour.

Thanks.

You like Chinese?

Sometimes.

I'll take you to Chinese sometime,
pay you back.

–Fets didn't cuddle.
–What?

In his statement, he says…

he raped her, then left. He can't
tell me anything about the jewellery.

Says he dumped it
but doesn't remember where.

We've got a confession.

We got a witness
who saw him at the window.

He is slow.

This is a guy who raped a woman,
didn't leave a single hair fibre.

Now, not only have I been chasing
the wrong guy…

I caught him.

Give Smooth the money.
Be very clear you earned it hooking.

That's like $600. It's not enough.

You've been at it a couple of hours.

–He won't take this. It's an insult.
–Make it work. It's all we have.

–He'll kill me if I give him this little.
–We're not gonna let him hurt you.

No. I'll just tell him.
I'll just go and explain.

–You won't explain anything.
–I'll tell him I changed my mind.

–You tell him that, he will kill you.
–Let go of me.

You don't give a shit about me!
You're an asshole!

–He'll take care of me if I tell him.
–Don't do it.

I'm not doing this.

You think you could just
walk away from me?

Get off of me.

You made me a promise.

–You told me you wanted this.
–I don't wanna do this anymore.

Because you're scared?

–He'll kill me.
–You need to be scared of me.

–Vic…
–Back off!

Let me just go talk to him.

Take it! Now!

Smooth's my bitch…

which makes you my bottom bitch.

You're gonna go out there,
and you're gonna do what I told you.

Or I swear to God, I will hurt you…

like you've never been
goddamn hurt before.

You understand?

–Say it!
–Okay.

Good.

You wanna make me happy, huh?

–Yes.
–I'm sure you do.

Okay.

Now…

do what I told you.

Good girl. Go ahead.

–What the hell was that?
–I just saved her life. You watch.

–Rolled some tricks for you, baby.
–Slow your roll, ho.

Po-po's been cracking down.
Come here.

All right. Give up the skrilla.

–I can't see her.
–We're fine.

Petty cash. Where's the cheddar?

–Sucked a lot of dicks for that.
–You coming crooked on me?

It's all I got.
You don't like it?

–Shove it up your ass.
–What's she doing?

–Damn it, she's baiting him. Let's go.
–Is that how it's gonna be?

–Punk ass, you're nothing.
–Oh, yeah?

You don't scare me. Help!
Let go of me. I said let go of me.

Asshole!

Get back!

Stay still. Don't fight me.

I got marks. You can say he hit me,
get him put away longer.

I'm not lying. We got him
for what we got him on and that's it.

It'll be a long time before another pimp
thinks about laying a hand on me.

You forgetting about that bus
to San Jose?

I don't need it anymore.

You're protecting me.

No, I'm not. We're done now.

–Finished.
–Why are you such a shithead?

I chose you over Smooth.

I stopped you from killing yourself.

You stuck a gun in my mouth.

No, I did not.

–Now you're not gonna protect me?
–Shut up right now.

You're a bigger asshole than Smooth!

Bigger than the one who
turned out your 13-year-old sister?

–Right.
–I found out the only sister…

you have is 7
and living in San Jose.

You're just pissed off
that Smooth stopped you from earning.

Is that what you did to Connie too?
Used her?

She trusted you,
and you got her killed.

–Time to go.
–You dared that guy.

Her boy doesn't have a mother.
That's your fault.

–Wouldn't want you to miss your bus.
–You didn't give a shit about Connie!

I tolerated her to the extent
she could help me make cases.

She's dead because of you.

No.

You all find ways
of killing yourselves.

Go find yours.

Asshole!

–You call for backup?
–Yeah, we got a hit on the stolen stereo.

A Sun Yun Do at this residence
registered online to get the warranty.

Sure you didn't wanna call SWAT?

You guys were so helpful
breaking this…

I thought you'd wanna
be here for the arrest.

–What the hell are these?
–I went to see Isabel.

One of them's Fets.

You showed a 73-year-old
rape victim a penis line-up?

She wants the guy caught.
All she saw was the penis.

Plus, she picked the wrong one.

So whose did she choose?

–I couldn't get anyone else to volunteer.
–Oh, Dutch.

Well, I didn't ask you to look at them.

It's not anything
you haven't seen before.

The important thing is,
Isabel confirms that Fets isn't our guy.

We're sending you home.

Why?

Because you didn't rape
Mrs Nelson.

But I think about it.
With other women. Just like you said.

Still, you didn't do it.

No, my moral compass is broken.

Look, that was just
an interrogation technique.

I needed you to believe it
because I wanted you to confess.

Mandy Trujillo was seven years ago.
You've been good since then, right?

I tried real hard.

Well, and it's working.
There's a Dr Lakeman…

who's gonna come talk to you
about staying good.

I can't go home.

She told everybody about me.
And about Mandy.

Everybody hates me. She's gonna tell
them that I did it to that old woman.

I'll talk to your neighbours.

We're gonna catch the guy
who really did this.

Here's my card.

You call me if you need anything.
Anything.

You said you weren't
gonna be here.

I wanted to see you for myself.

I'm just gonna get
the rest of my things then I'm leaving.

What is your problem?

Why are you acting like
such a psycho bitch?

Just leave me alone.

All right, fine.
Fine. You wanna leave?

Then pack your shit. Get out!

Here, better yet, let me help you.

Why are you sulking?
You're the one who turned on me.

That's not true.

So, what was the plan?
You couldn't afford a car?

So you give up a little ass, play house
till you can make your getaway?

–You're such an asshole.
–How's the Lexus driving?

Keep your goddamn car!

You keep it. You earned it.

Hope the next guy enjoys it.

Please, you gonna start crying now?
Let's see the floodgates open, Mara.

–Just let me go.
–No, I wanna see you cry first.

–Let me leave.
–No, I wanna see how you leaving me.

Tearing me…

I wanna see how it makes you cry.

I'm pregnant.

Bullshit.

I am.

It was an accident.

Sorry, okay? I'm sorry!

–Well, we'll get married.
–Oh, no!

Oh, God, help me.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey. Look at me.

Hey.

Marry me.

I had some more ideas
on your transition team.

So did Aurora.

Maybe we could
get together this week.

Thought you should know…

Carlos Izturis from
the Daily News is downstairs.

–Hello.
–What does he want?

He is coming to ask about…

Javier Sanchez
being arrested for solicitation.

–I know Carlos, I can talk to him.
–Good.

Tell him I'm moving forward
with the arrest.

–Give us a minute.
–Take a month…

nothing's gonna change.

Send some unis to pick him up.

Nice seeing you again.

She leaked this.
She brought Izturis in.

The important thing is we cut bait
before Javier drags us down.

Dutch.

Hey. Congrats on your job back.

Thanks. Hey, thanks
for talking to Aceveda for me.

This is that case
I left the message about.

Yeah. Insurance thing, right?

Yeah. Guy's robbing from himself
then making the claims.

Sure makes it easier when officers
just hand me closed cases.

Just trying to help.

Detective, call for you on three.

Detective Wagenbach.

–I tried real hard.
–Hello?

Her son just left. She's alone.

–Paul?
–Finally got that bitch alone.

–Paul?
–Now you can stop me.

Paul, don't go anywhere, all right?

Let me… Let me talk to you.

–You have to stop me.
–Rape in progress. Call it in.

–Paul, what are you feeling right now?
–How do you change what you want?

It isn't what you want.

I promise you.

You've done so well.

No, haven't.
I'll try not to hurt her too bad.

Paul? Paul…

Police! Open up!

–Police!
–Stop! Stop!

Stop!

Let me see your hands.

School and sex crimes.

That story's gonna hit big.

He brought it on himself.

You helped a little.
I know I didn't call Carlos.

Why would I call?

We're sending a message.

We're showing people
we're cracking down…

and no one's safe in Farmington.

And you did it in a way
that didn't squash you and Machado.

You always were my best detective.

You looking for a date?

I want her.

She's not for sale.
That's Nasty's new girl.

How much to talk for two minutes?

Just wanna talk?

I see you missed that bus.

Figured I'd stay.

I know Nasty.

He's good at what he does.
You angling for him this whole time?

No. After you kicked me,
I had to survive.

Told Nasty I'd help him
get Smooth's girls.

So it's all my fault, huh?

Thanks for helping make me queen.

Enjoy your kingdom.

That's 20 bucks.

I mean, I'm through the door, and
all I see is a black blur flying by me.

You're getting slow.

All I know is the rapist asshole got
a double dip of vanilla and chocolate.

Hey, Julien, you walking out?

Not yet.

All right. I'll see you tomorrow.

He knocked the wind out of him. We
got back here, he's still out of breath.

Wagenbach's upstairs.

–Congrats, man.
–Thank you, man.

–Thank you, buddy.
–Thank you, buddy.

–Hey, man, where's Vic?
–Don't know, man.

–I'm gonna step outside for a second.
–All right. Okay.

Hey, Wayne. Beer's inside, buddy.

–Hey.
–Thank you.

You know where Vic is, man?

No clue.

Is this the foster home
for Brian Reisler?

–Yeah. Is there a problem?
–Can I see him?

Sure.

What's going on?

He wants to see Brian.

–How is he?
–What do you mean?

Is he talking yet? Making friends?
What's he like to do?

He plays with the other children.

How many foster children
do you have here?

Five.

Five hundred a head, that's 2500
you're pulling in a month.

Where's it all going?

You're saying we're skimping?

–They get what they need.
–Three hots and a cot?

–You bank the rest?
–What do you know about raising kids?

They're better off here
than they were out there.

How do you know that?

His mother was a crack whore.

I knew her.

–Then you know what I'm talking about.
–At least we're there for them.

I'm gonna be checking in on him
from time to time.

I better like what I see.

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