07x08 - Por Sonia

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Bosch". Aired February 2014 - current.
An LAPD homicide detective works to solve the m*rder of a 13-year-old boy while standing trial in federal court for the m*rder of a serial k*ller.
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07x08 - Por Sonia

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[DEMETRIOU] That's right.

With short notice to
the media and public,

the police commission is meeting
in special session this morning

to consider a measure that would give

Chief Irvin Irving a second term.

With more than a year still
to go in his first term,

this morning's vote could mean

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[BOSCH] Jesus.

Looks like something
horrible happened here.

Smells like it, too.

Yeah, I bought my snitch
a late-night burrito.

I see he returned the favor.

[SCOFFS] In Technicolor.

So this phone call you got
last night... who'd you talk to?

Agent Nidi from the
joint g*ng task force.

Lay off Las Palmas.
Keep away from El Cholo.

Why El Cholo?

Las Palmas has their
big sit-downs there.

They get a private room.

Nidi said LAPD?

From the very top.

- In cahoots with the Bureau.
- Yeah.

Smells like it to me.

Smells like what you
got right there, brother.


Light a candle, Collins.

That smell? Never goes away.

Thanks for the tip.

Two for, two against.

Mr. Delgado?


[WOMAN] The vote is three to two.

The measure passes.

Congratulations, Chief.

Thank you.

I look forward to continuing
my service to this great city

and instituting reforms

that will lead to more
effective crime suppression

and better community relations.

And with that,

we adjourn this special
meeting of the commission.


[FEMALE REPORTER] Thank you for that.

Let's go back to Pete
Demetriou in Downtown L.A.

with breaking news.

[DEMETRIOU] The L.A. Police Commission

has voted Chief Irvin Irving
a second five-year term.

Former Deputy Chief Nestor Delgado

cast the deciding
vote in Irving's favor.

Live in Downtown L.A.,

Pete Demetriou, KNX News Radio.

[EDGAR] Harry.

Irving just got re-upped.

I don't even know what that means.

Police commission.

They just gave him another five years.

What the f*ck?

And Delgado voted for him.

What do you think it means?

Above my pay grade.

But I know how it looks.

Looks like the fix is in.

♪ ♪

- ♪ I got a feeling that I can't let go ♪
- ♪ Can't let go ♪

♪ I got a feeling that I can't let go ♪

- ♪ I got a feeling that I can't let go ♪
- ♪ Can't let go ♪

- ♪ Can't let go ♪
- ♪ I got a feeling that I can't let go ♪

- ♪ I got a feeling that I can't let go ♪
- ♪ Can't let go, can't let go ♪

♪ Got a feeling that I can't let go ♪

- ♪ I got a feeling that I can't let go ♪
- ♪ Can't let go, can't let go ♪

♪ Can't let go ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Like me ♪

I just don't know why you
won't at least talk to a lawyer.

I don't like lawyers.

What those bastards did to you?

The city and the department
would pay big bucks

just to keep it out of the media.

You could retire. We could travel.

Hey, if you want to
travel, take a f*cking trip.

I just want you to get what you deserve.

I have a career, and I
would like to keep it.

If I sue the department, I
am d*ad in the department.

That is what this whole
thing was about: power.

And now that I have some,

I am going to use it
to get everything I can,

- in the department.
- I just think that if you...

I am done with this conversation.

one of three U.S. airports

where CDC staffers
are checking passengers

arriving from Wuhan, China,

for symptoms of a mysterious new virus

that's k*lled two and infected dozens.

- Great. All we need.
- What, babe?

- Nothing.
- Not since the Ebola outbreak,

six years ago, has the CDC done...

The world's going to hell.

What else is new?

What are you looking at?

The LAPD application portal.

No way.

Are you serious?

I don't know.


It's just...

you all do something that matters.

- What am I doing with my life?
- You keep saying that.

I know.

Sorry. You must be tired of hearing it.

You'll find something.

It'll come to you.

That's easy for you to
say. You know your path.

And I have to take it right now.

I'll see you tonight?

- Talk then.
- Sure.

No, I'm sorry. [SIGHS]

Let's let cooler heads prevail, okay?

Come in. Listen, I've got to go.

Um, let's talk tonight?

Yeah, uh, make a reservation.

Wherever you want.

All right. Bye.

- Hear about Irving?

I guess I was reading the
city hall tea leaves all wrong.

You and everybody else.
What do you think it means?

I have no idea, Harry.

I am just keeping my head down.

- Homicide transfers set yet?
- Almost.

Just waiting for O'Brien to make
up his mind about who he wants

at West Bureau, but I don't
think you have to worry.

- Can I make a suggestion?
- I will pass it along.

[REECE] You are a dog with a bone.

[BOSCH] Something's about
to go down with Peña.

Bureau's in the thick of it.

I need to know the what and when.

I told you I tried.

All right? Got as far as I could.

Peña as good as lit
the match on that f*re.

They're gonna let him walk.

Set him up with a new
name in a new place.

Let him go legit.

Sonia Hernandez, her mother

and the three other victims
are in the ground, forever.

Some kind of big
meeting's about to go down.

- And they brought in CIT.
- Critical Incident Team?

I thought they were only brought
in in mass casualty events.

Or mass arrests.



Nice of the Times to
let us use the cafeteria.

Coffee sucks, but it's better
than what's brewing over at RHD.

[CHUCKLES] Detective Bosch,
what can I do for you?

Read your online account about the chief

getting a second term this morning.

Yeah? What about it?

Seemed kind of like the coffee here.

- Weak, tepid.

I had to post something
before I got scooped.

But don't worry, there's more coming.

Yeah? Like what?

Bosch, why would I tell
you before I post it?

I work for the paper, not you.

'Cause I kind of figured
you'd like me to owe you one.



I'm running down a rumor

that, in exchange for the extension,

Irving squelched a
possible investigation

into the mayor's campaign.

Misuse of funds.

So he strong-armed the mayor.

And the mayor leans on
Delgado to change his vote.

It's a beautiful thing.

And now you owe me one.

Old news.

It was in your paper
during the campaign.

Feds looked into it, filed no charges.

Uh, doesn't mean they
didn't find anything.

It just means they didn't make a case.

So there's a file.

- Have you seen it?
- No.

But I'll bet you Irving has.

So Irving gets ahold of the FBI file,

thr*at to reopen the
investigation as a state case,

uses that to pressure the mayor.

So the question is:

What did Irving give the
FBI in return for the file?

Was there a quid pro quo with the Feds?

- There's always a quid pro quo.



Congratulations, Chief.

- Chief.
- Lieutenant.

I hear congratulations are in order.

Thank you.

So, what can I do for you, Chief?

Just checking to see how
you're doing after the, uh...

unpleasant business with Captain
Cooper and the other officers.

Well, my partner thinks
that I should hire a lawyer

and go after Cooper and
the department in court.

And what did you say to your partner?

I said I would think about it,

but that the department is my home.

I'd like to wait and
see what happens first.

See if changes are made.

And whether I would be in a position

to see that those
changes are implemented.

You know,

I need someone to fill Cooper's spot.

I'd like it to be you.

I've done the acting
captain thing before.

Doing the job without
the bar on the collar.

This would be a step toward
a permanent assignment.

We both know that I didn't
exactly ace the orals.

I don't think that'll
be a problem this time.

You've shown yourself to be
a remarkable team player...


Well, Chief, I don't know what to say.

I think you'll find that
this promotion will be only

a brief stop in your steady
rise in the department.

Thank you, sir.

Keep this on the down low

until I make the announcement next week.

Yes, sir.




Sonia Hernandez.


East Hollywood f*re.

Little girl.

Her name was Sonia Hernandez.

I know who she is. What about her?

I know what you did.

Excuse me?

I know you made a deal with the Feds.

We lay off Peña, you get
what you need to keep your job.

You don't know what the
f*ck you're talking about.

I know this department doesn't
give a f*ck about Sonia,

her mother or the other victims.

You got the killers,
Bosch, and that is justice

for Sonia Hernandez and the others.

That's not justice when
Mickey Peña walks away.

Hard decisions had to be made.

The best outcome has been achieved.

You mean for you, right?

Long as you get your
five years tacked on,

all good and bright
in the City of Angels.

f*ck you.

That's your last free one, Bosch.


- Nothing's ever free.


There are several steps.

You'll have an initial
interview, which will be

evaluated along with your application.

At that point, you will
be notified by e-mail

if you've been chosen to begin
the full application process.

I understand.

Every applicant is
assigned an LAPD mentor.

As your mentor, I'm gonna
guide you through the process

and answer any questions you might have.


- You're a legacy candidate.
- Yes. My father.

Hollywood Homicide.

For now. It's gonna be disbanded soon,

so he's not sure where he'll end up.

Tell me why you want
to be a police officer.

I want to do something with my life.

Something that makes a difference.

And I want to help people
when they need it the most.

- Hey.
- S'up, homeboy?

Long time no see. Sorry I'm late.

What's, uh... What is
up with the spycraft?

I just wanted to see if
either of us picked up a tail.

Oh, you told me to keep it confidential,

I kept it confidential.

How are things at CIT?

Oh, staying busy, like always.

W... why am I here, Bosch?

CIT's covering a Las Palmas summit,

- and I want to be there.
- Who told you that?

My guess is it's at El Cholo.

All I need from you is day and time.

You didn't answer my question.

It's a major RICO op.

- They made a deal with Mickey Peña.
- Who did?

LAPD and the Bureau.

You and your team are
gonna protect Peña

when they take down the summit.

He sets up this meeting,

wears a wire, testifies at trial,

and they're gonna let him
f*cking walk on five m*rder,

including a ten-year-old girl.

The East Hollywood f*re?

Yeah, I heard they made arrests on that.

Foot soldiers.

- Peña ordered it done.
- You have the evidence?

I have a co-conspirator.

It's enough to charge him,

- if I can get to him.
- Mm.

I need your help.

Time and location.

I scoop Peña after the meeting.

FBI gets their case, and I get mine.

No, it's not our investigation.

I don't know all the
details of your case...

What other details do you need?

A ten-year-old girl died,
alone, calling for her mother.

The Bureau's gonna
let Peña f*ck' walk

because he's setting
up gangbanger narcos

and prison bosses.

In what world is that the better
choice or the greater good?

It's not my case.

I know. It's mine.

I'm counting on you
to do the right thing.


- Juan.
- Jefe.

Buenos noches, Juan.

Have a great night, Lieutenant.

She's gone.

[PIERCE] PM Watch. You
gotta be f*cking kidding me.

Hey, you got the late show.

Midnight shift detective.

Oh, the places you'll go.

Old days, we would have called
that the graveyard shift.

f*ck me. I can't believe this.


[MANKIEWICZ] He'll be all right.


- Yeah?
- What the f*ck?

How'd you get West Bureau and I get RHD?

That makes no sense.

It makes perfect sense.

You're gonna kick some
serious ass down there.

Did you have something to do with this?

You overestimate my
powers of persuasion.

Everybody going to Musso's?

No, seriously, you're
gonna love it, kid, okay.

You get to handle everything
that comes up, right?

I mean, everything from
homicides to homeless

taking a dump in somebody's backyard.

I don't think you're
helping sell the situation.

Hey, I met my first
wife on the late show.

Domestic disturbance, I
roll up, she's buck naked.

She's got a guy in a headlock
for trying to backdoor her.


Domestic disturbance to domestic bliss.

Only on the night watch.

That one didn't last too long.

Did any of 'em?

I had a pretty good run on number three.

- Mm.
- Or... or was it four?

Uh, you've only been married three...

No, no, no, I'm counting common law.

I mean, he's Harry
Bosch. It's intimidating.

I don't know how you two lasted so long.


Harry's Harry.

There's no better partner.

You'll be fine.

I wish it was you, Jerry.

We'd have made a good team.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Cheer up, youngblood.

Let me buy you a martini.
Musso's is famous for 'em.

Would you be happy going from
Homicide to the late show?

I'd be miserable.

Things change. Just have to hold fast.

That's easy for you to say.

You're going to West Bureau with Vega.

Grey Goose up, no olives.

No olives means more
alcohol in the glass.

That's the plan.

Put it on my tab.


You're gonna be all right.

- [MADDIE] Hey.

- How are you?
- How are you?

- Have you seen my dad?
- Ah.

- Yeah. End of the bar.
- Okay.

- Hey, Maddie.
- Hi, Rondell.

- Uh, take my seat.
- Are you sure?


Glad you could make it.

- Of course.
- Antonio?


- How do you feel about West Bureau?
- Same job,

different desk.

- Longer commute.
- True.

Dad, I have something to tell you.

You're getting married?




hit me.

You may get a call asking you to vouch

for an applicant to
the police department.

Sure. Who?



You applied?

I did.

And I already went down
and met with my mentor,

so they'll probably call you.

Mads, you sure?

We've never really talked about this.

No, we didn't.

Because it's my choice.

And yes, I'm sure.


I really thought you'd be happy for me.

You'd be proud.

I am. It... caught me off guard.

You know, the guy who
interviewed me said

that since I'm a legacy, I'll
get to take my first shift

after the academy with you.

- Won't that be cool?
- Very cool.

Want to get a table
and have some dinner?

I'm starved and it's
chicken potpie night.

Sure, let's do it.

- So you will give me a good rec?
- No.

- Okay.
- Of course I will.


I am proud of you.

Always. Always.


[EDGAR] That's good to hear. Thank you.

- Who was that?
- The uni on Money Chandler's room.

She's coming out of the coma.

Moved her from critical to serious.

That's good news. I should call Maddie.

That looks like a filing package.

- It is.
- Who?

Miguel "Mickey" Peña,
five counts of m*rder.


Okay, partner, let's go outside.

Harry, now.

I know what you're doing.

What am I doing?

Committing career su1c1de.

I'm doing what's right.

Sometimes it's the same thing, Harry.

We were told to lay off Peña.

The D.A.'s not touching this.

You take this package down
there, it's only gonna lead

the D.A. and Irving down
on us like an avalanche.

Tell me you don't see that.

I see it. f*ck am I supposed to do?

- Walk away? I can't do that.
- I get that.

But what you're doing is
an exercise in futility.

The Bureau's got Peña,
they're not gonna let him go.

They're using him to stage
a meeting between Las Palmas

and the Mexican Mafia and
probably the cartel as well.

I'll get him there.

If he's in custody, the D.A. has to file

or be responsible for
kicking a k*ller loose.

That won't play well with the Times.

And where's this meeting? When?

El Cholo, I think.

Not sure when yet, but
I'm working on that.

And that's another form of su1c1de.

I can't let it go, Jerry.

I keep thinking about
that little girl Sonia.

Ten years old.

I can't let it go.

I have to do this.

Then I guess you're gonna need back up.

I don't have to remind you
that every one of these people

is to be considered armed and dangerous.

Our number one assignment
and obligation is safety.

Agent safety, public
safety. Any questions?

We'll be live-monitoring
the wire on Peña.

If we get what we need, CIT
will move in and make arrests.

Okay, get your gear together.
We muster at hours.

- Hey.
- Hey.


Got some of those, too?

A few.

Little Tamale Girl?

Sonia. Sonia Hernandez.

You know her name.

That's good.

How about the others?


Hey, Jimmy.

[ROBERTSON] Hey, amigo.

I just wanted to stop
by and thank you guys

- for dealing with Datz.
- Anytime.

And I hear you're coming to RHD.

Excited about it.

Well, I'll see you down there.

[BLOWS RASPBERRY] Almost forgot.

Bennett says to give her a call.

You heard the man.

- Maybe I will.


It's tonight.

Bring it on.

[EDGAR] Shit.

Las Palmas already got people here.

Hang a right on Western.
We'll figure it out.

Their command post will
be up there somewhere.


Three, how we looking?

[AGENT] [OVER RADIO] Looking good.

Ready to rock and roll.

Two, talk to me.

[GOSHEN] [OVER RADIO] Yeah, we're, uh,

five by five up here.



[WHISPERS] Maddie.

[WHISPERS] Welcome back.


[AGENT] [OVER RADIO] - , multiple IC s

exiting the vehicles.

[AGENT ] Command, be
advised, target is wired

and on the move to location
in the Ford Super Duty.

Okay, we got Zeta Cartel in the house.

They're locked and loaded.

Peña won't be far behind. Let's go.



♪ ♪

- You can't stop here, vato.
- Uh, I got a pickup order.

[TONGUE CLICKING] No stopping.

- Okay, okay, no trouble.
- Go out front.

I'm moving, boss.

No trouble.


♪ ♪


♪ ♪

♪ ♪




- Harry.
- Come get us.

But... [SIGHS]

- Damn.


[BOSCH] [WHISPERS] Change of plans.

- This way.
- What?

- What's happening?
- They know.

Just be cool. I'll get you out of here.

Ow. What the f*ck?

- Bosch?
- There's no going back.

They're gonna take
that wire your wearing

and hang you up by the balls.

No going back now, f*ck.

Nah. f*ck you, man.

What the hell's going
on? What did he say?

[PEÑA] You don't know
what the f*ck you're doing.

You're career's over.
You're f*cking finished.



- Shit.
- Bosch, you f*cking pendejo.

You're gonna get us both k*lled.

Shut the f*ck up or I'll
flip your off switch.

- ¿Ves a alguien?
- No mira nadie.

- ¿Y tú?
- Tampoco.


- Go. Go.


No dispares. Es Peña.


[BOSCH] Go, go, go.

Jesus Christ, Bosch.

has Peña? We've lost him.

He came out the back. A car was waiting.

It's a blue Jeep
Cherokee, vintage model,

heading west on th.

You're under arrest for the m*rder

of Sonia Hernandez, Maria
Hernandez, Victoria Solis,

her unborn child and Eduardo Rojas.

f*ck you, Bosch.

It's too late, pendejo.
They'll know it's you.

FBI will have me out of
there, charges dropped,

before you get the paperwork printed.

You're finished. You are over, ése

Estás terminado.

We'll see about that, shitbird.



Hollywood Station, now.

Who you calling?

How long, Jerry?

Ten minutes.

Make it five.


He's eating every two hours now.

- Is that normal?
- Yeah, doctor says so.


[BRENNER] Where is he?

Where is who?

f*cking Bosch.

He snatched Peña. My
whole operation is f*cked.


Look, how do you know it was Bosch?

Because Peña was wearing a wire.

We could f*cking hear him!

I had no idea he'd do that.

You f*cked us, Irv. We had
a deal and you f*cked us.

Bosch is gonna book him.

If he does it, we lose him as a witness.

No prosecutor will touch him.

The case is f*cked, I'm
f*cked, we're all f*cked.

I... I will handle it.
I'll have him back to you

within an hour and you
continue the operation.

It's too late for that.

But we still need Peña clean.

You get him back, or I won't hold back

when this blows up in the press.



[BOSCH] This is Bosch. Leave a message.


They didn't matter to you, did they?

Sonia and the others.

You needed to prove a point.

Their lives were nothing.

You're so righteous, Bosch.

It's the trash can f*re that
burns your soul, isn't it?

Listen, you f*cking psychopath,

I've been dealing with
f*ck like you

- my whole life.
- Harry!

When the FBI comes
for me, I'll make sure

to say goodbye, Detective.

Shut the f*ck up.

There's a reporter at the front desk.

- He wants to see you.
- Send him back, Mank.

- You sure?
- Mank, just send him back.

All right.

And you're saying this was
done with full knowledge

- of the command staff?
- That's what I'm saying.

- How high up?
- All the way.

Irving made a deal with the Feds.

Peña walks for the East Hollywood f*re.

Irving gets what he needs from
the Feds to leverage the mayor

and keep his job.

The deal stinks from top to bottom.

[ANDERSON] Detective,
not that I care, but...

are you gonna be able to
survive this in the department?

Just tell the story. Tell the truth.


- You got to go.
- I got a couple more questions.

You got the story. Time to go.

- Mank, walk him out.
- Yeah.

This way, fella.


The avalanche is about to roll
down the mountain and bury us.

Not us. Me.

You get out of here. I'll handle Irving.

No way.

You got to go.

Filing package is on my desk.

You don't hear from me by morning,

you decide what to do with it, yeah?


Thanks, partner.



- Chief.
- Where is he?

- Who?
- Don't f*ck with me. Where's Peña?

I just charged him with
five counts of m*rder.

Officer, bring out Miguel Peña.

And I want all the paperwork,
including the booking log.

- Yes, sir.
- Too late, Chief.

It's already in the system.

And the filing package?
On the way to the D.A.

Detective, I am suspending
you pending a review

of your actions and a
board of rights hearing.

You can suspend me, kick him loose.

Won't change anything,
'cause this isn't over.

You can go, Bosch.

Your suspension begins now.


You can pick him up out front.

What happened?

I'm out.



Irving's giving him back to the Feds.


[EDGAR] What about Anderson?

He got out clean. There will be a story.

Irving will have to answer to it.

Unless he gets to Anderson first.

You'll be picked up out front. Sergeant.

Yes, Chief?

Get him the f*ck out of
here before I change my mind.

And keep someone with him
until the FBI shows up.

You got it, Chief.

Let's go.

Harry, it's not gonna matter.

The D.A. won't file once
they hear from Irving.

It matters to me.

I'm gonna take it to them.

- Okay if I smoke?
- Knock yourself out.

Por Sonia.

[g*n ECHOES]


Coming in.


Por Sonia.

Keep going.

Forget it, Harry. It's over.

This is all on you.


This, too.

Take it.

Keep it.

Bosch, who are you if
you don't have a badge?

I'm gonna find out.


Harry. Harry.


♪ ♪


Hey, Mads.

Jerry told me.

You quit?

I did.

What are you gonna do?

What am I gonna do
with my life, you mean?


Something will come up.

I want to help.



♪ Put a candle in the window ♪

♪ 'Cause I feel I've got to move ♪

♪ Though I'm going, going ♪

♪ I'll be coming home soon ♪

♪ Long as I can see the light ♪

♪ Pack my bag... ♪

[WOMAN] Looks like you've
got everything here.

We just need to check a few boxes

and we can send this to Sacramento.

- No criminal history, correct?
- [BOSCH] Correct.

To become a state-licensed
private detective,

you must have at least , hours

of compensated experience
in investigative work.

- Do you have that?
- I do.

You sure?

Does -plus years with the LAPD count?

Sure does. You have a
firearm carry permit?


Then, sir, you are all set.

We will send this up, and as soon

as you clear the FBI background check,

you will get your license in the mail.

Takes about eight weeks.

FBI does a background check?

They do. Is that a problem?

Uh, no. No problem at all.

- Then you're done here, sir.
- Thank you.

Next in line.

♪ ♪

♪ Put a candle in the window ♪

♪ 'Cause I feel I've got to move ♪

♪ Though I'm going, going ♪

♪ I'll be coming home soon ♪

♪ Long as I can see the light ♪

♪ Long as I can see the light ♪

♪ ♪
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