01x13 - Elegy Part 2

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Training Day". Aired: February 2017 to May 2017.
"Training Day" follows a rookie cop as he infiltrates the LAPD's Special Investigation Section (SIS) by becoming a partner with a morally ambiguous Detective, whose off-the-books record has attracted the attention of the LAPD.
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01x13 - Elegy Part 2

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Previously on Training Day...

Ivers came to see me last night.

Told me to stop investigating
Billy's m*rder or else.

Why would Ivers know
anything about my father?

I don't know, but he's about to tell me.

Your old man was a good cop, Kyle.

What they did to him was wrong.

Who's they?

You climb high enough,
you get to a place

where there's no difference
between cops and criminals.

That's where you'll find them.

But, brother, I wouldn't recommend it.

Frank: You know something.

There's two keys. It's a matched set.

They want them both.

You just walk into a trap

because you won't
listen to me or anyone.

I should have turned you in
to Lockhart the day I met you!

Kyle was a spy for Lockhart.

You should have told us, Frank.

That's not for you to
decide. I'm your boss.

I thought you were more than that.

Just hold on. It's okay, honey.

What the hell's wrong with you?

Billy: I got another
verse... just for you, Frank.


It's a monster big enough
to take on God himself.

Walks off with it. Pray
he don't see you coming.

[Hip-hop music plays]

Billy: Hey. Meet me at
Hollenbeck and First,

code two... high.

I got something by the tail here, man,

something big, and there's
teeth at the other end, man.

Frank: Wait, Hollenbeck and First?

What the hell are you talking about?

No, not on the phone, Frankie.

There's no way to know who
else might be listening.

Get over here, man.

[Siren wails]

[Train horn blares]

Let me guess, I... I
fit a description, right?

Step out of the car.

Listen, just relax, I'm a...

Step out of the car now.

Listen, I realize it's a misdemeanor

for a black man to ride
alone at night in L.A.,

but I'm on the job.

Where's the key?



[Tires screech]



I got you, Billy.

I got you.

[Chuckles] Frank?


I didn't want to wake you.

[Chuckles] Well, it's not
a spectator sport, honey.

Come to bed.

I gotta leave town, Holly.



It's about Billy, isn't it?



- Look at me, Frank.
- Oh, baby...

Look at me.

Whatever it is you think
you have to do, you don't.

I have to finish it.

Buy the ticket, take the ride.


When I... when I got into the life,

I had told myself it was just...

for a few months.

Then five years later,
I was telling myself

it was just until I finished
my Masters, paid off the condo.

You know, I always thought

I would have time for family, kids.

Only that never happened for me.

But then you happened.

And all the bad choices
and missed opportunities,

they didn't matter anymore
because they led me to you.

You were worth the trip.

So were you.


- Where are they?
- Where are what?

I'm light-years past screwing
around with you, Frank.

Hand over the keys you stole from me.

Two keys means it's gotta be

a safe-deposit box somewhere, isn't it?

Isn't it?!

So what's in it, dope, cash,

or some piece of evidence
that incriminates you?

I don't have time for
this right now, Kyle.

Frank, I'm not letting
you walk out of here.



Relax. Just a beanbag.


Damn it, Kyle, stay down!



Try and breathe.

Don't. Don't, don't.

Listen to me, Kyle.

Please, Frank.

I don't expect you to understand this,

but where I'm going, your dad
wouldn't want you to follow.

And I'll be damned if I'm
gonna bury another Craig.






Please, Frank, come back!


I need to know, Frank, please!

I need to know. Frank!

[Siren wails, police radio chatter]

Kyle, where is everybody?

I can't imagine I'm first

on your in case of emergency call list.

You're not. But the band broke up.

Tommy and Rebecca stopped
answering my calls.

Because of what happened to Lockhart?

Yeah, among other things. How is she?

Good. s*ab, out of surgery.

Kyle, come on, talk to
me. What is going on?

Frank has gone rogue.

[Siren wailing]

The only leads we have were the keys.

Two matching keys, all these
people willing to k*ll for them.

Gotta be a safe-deposit box.

- A bank.
- Only we don't know which bank.

My guess is Mexico
somewhere, or the Caymans.

The key my father buried had
the serial number filed off.

The second key still had
the serial number intact.

Well, if we had the serial number,

we could trace the
key back to its origin.

But we don't have it.

We don't have the key,
but I have the number.

I need you to get up.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I had a feeling Frank
might take off with it.

It's an old cop trick...
From before smartphones.

Your dad actually taught it to me.

- [Chuckles]
- Thank you.



Hold up a minute.

Frank comes from a long line of outlaws.

It's in his blood.

And for the last years,

he's been chasing criminals,
learning how the think.

Frank's better at this than you are.

Promise me you won't
try and take him alone.

He's dangerous, Kyle.


Well, so am I.


Those numbers match anything
in the locksmith database?

No. Not a damn thing.

Which means either those
numbers were stamped on that key

before the database was
even digitized, or...

Lockhart copied them down wrong.

Well, you were in the
middle of a g*n fight.

It could happen to anyone.

I'm sorry, Kyle, but there's
no other way to find him now.

Yes, there is.


[Classical music plays]

[Chickens clucking]

[Cellphone rings]


- [Man speaking Spanish]
- _





This is Comandante Ruiz.

Comandante Ruiz, this is
Detective Valeria Chavez.

Oh, the lovely and
talented Detective Chavez.

It's good to hear your voice again.

So how may I help you today?

Reporter: Comandante? Comandante?

[Speaking Spanish]

Is someone there with you?

I'm sorry. It's been one of those days.

All these reporters
sitting around my office.

Can you hold on a second?

I'm gonna get rid of them.



My apologies. Please continue.

He's coming to Las Viboras.

Val: Knowing him, he's already there.

Who's coming to Las Viboras?

Who do you think?


Why would Frank Rourke
return to Las Viboras?

He knows exactly what I will do to him

if he sets foot in my town again.

He's coming to rob your bank.



Well, gracias for the
information, Detective.

You've been most helpful.

Go to hell.

Sit tight.

Man: Your great-grandfather,
he robbed trains.

Your granddaddy took down
banks, and your daddy...

... well, you know what your daddy did.

Let me pull this robbery with you.

I won't let you down,
Daddy. I can do it.

Hey, I know. You're the best
crime partner I ever had.

Your time will come.

Artemis: You know I've
k*lled men, Frank.

Only missed one... you.

If I k*lled you right now,
I'd regain my perfect record.

[Horse neighs in distance]

That why you came down here?

Figured I could k*ll you,

take a selfie with
your corpse, and split.

You want to k*ll him, Artemis,
the line forms on the right.

Take a number.

But my vengeance comes
before your perfect record.

You can have the Jackal
after I've opened his throat.


Ladies, ladies, please.

No need to fight over me.

You didn't tell me Lina
was going to be here.

Oh. You two know each other?

We've met... professionally.

That's hot.

Look, you want to k*ll me, fine.

But just hear me out.

It's a bank, and I need backup.

I'm not a thief, Frank. I'm a k*ller.

What she said.

I get it.

This deal's different.

Belongs to the cartel.

You know everyone said you were crazy.

No, this is next level.

[Chuckles] I know, right?

That's exactly what I tell
him, you know what I mean?

All right, who's this guy?

Artemis, Lina...

meet Moreno, our getaway driver.

S'up, girl? How you
doing? Man, give me a hug.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, all right.
You ain't a hugger, that's cool.

You gotta be kidding me.

I wish I was.

So... how much are
we talking about here?

Somewhere north of $ million.

Split three ways.

Okay. I'm in.

So am I.

[Cheap Trick's Surrender plays]

♪ Mother told me ♪

♪ Yes, she told me ♪

♪ I'd meet girls like you ♪

♪ She also told me ♪

♪ Stay away ♪

♪ You'll never know what you'll catch ♪

♪ Just the other day I heard ♪

♪ Of a soldier's falling off ♪

♪ Some Indonesian junk
that's going round ♪



♪ Mommy's all right ♪

♪ Daddy's all right ♪

♪ They just seem a little weird ♪

♪ Surrender ♪

All right, nobody
moves, nobody gets hurt.

I mean, nobody else gets hurt.

Forget it. You're on crowd control.

Nobody's going anywhere.

Three minutes.

Come on, come on, move, move!

iAndale, ándale!

[Sirens approaching]

- Or not.
- - ... you gotta be kidding me!

You said there was no alarm.

- There isn't!
- We need to abort.

Frank, come on, let's
go! What are you doing?!

- Let's go, let's go!
- Don't wait for me!

Let's go!

[Sirens wailing]

Oh, come on, come on.

Come on, come on!


You have to go, Frank.

I know.

I mean it, man.

Nag, nag, nag.

[Shouting in Spanish]

Frankie, Frankie.

What are you doing here?

What can I say, Felix?

I like your tequila and...

I'm loco about your senoritas.

[Laughter] Sí.


Well, I think the only senorita
you can't stay away from

is Dona Sebastiana... Lady Death.

Why don't you just go to
bed with her already, hmm?

I don't know, she's
been playing hard to get.

Not anymore.


Ay, dios mio.

It is so good to see you again.

Can we get a quick picture?!

Toma, photo.

[Speaks Spanish]

Come, come on, come on.

[Speaking Spanish]

Wait, wait, wait.

Everybody in?

Smile, everybody.

Uno, dos, tres... Cucaracha!

[Sirens wail in distance]

[Banging from trunk]

Corporal Craig, my friend.

There's something different about you.

Yeah, this time, I'm
the one holding the g*n.

It's what's in your eyes.
There's an animal there now.

Maybe it was there all along,

but you were hiding it from the world.

From yourself. How did you find me?

You'd be amazed what a
drug dealer will tell you

when you sh**t out his kneecap.

Don't you realize this is
exactly what Frank would do?

He trained me well.


Where's Frank?

What makes you believe I would know?

Your underling didn't take me seriously

until I worked my way
around his second kneecap.

But I'm betting you're
smarter than that.

Frank crossed into Las Viboras, Mexico.

Apparently, he tried to
rob a cartel bank there,

but someone alerted the
Comandante in Las Viboras.

A man named Ruiz. The area's El Jaguar.

He works for the cartel.

An enforcer?

A butcher.

Frank and El Jaguar... are no strangers.

Years ago, your boss had an
affair with this madman's wife.

[Escape (The Pina Colada Song) playing]

Ay, Chihuahua!

Is he still alive?

If he's still alive...

he'll be begging for death soon enough.

Frank was taken to El Jaguar's
compound outside Las Viboras.


Ruiz built his mansion over
the remains of an Aztec pyramid.

Beneath the hacienda lies a place

- known as the Cradle of Serpents.
- _

And Ruiz uses it just
like the old days...

for human sacrifice.


All right, all right, all right.

I'm a detective, but
I'm not really a cop.


Well, that's easy. I'm Kyle Craig.

[Laughs] No.

I talk out of my ass. I'm
Frank, I gotta be Frank.

God, no!

I hope it's not me.

Twice... drink. Just terrible.



You know what's weird?

I can't remember my parents,

but I can remember them leaving me.

That's what this feels like.

Well, you still got me.


[Knock on door]


Oh, perfect timing.

We need to talk.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Take it real easy, hombre.

Tranquilo, pet detective.

Rebecca: Hands.

Son of a bitch.

What's he doing here?

Frank's in trouble, and you
haven't been answering my calls.

So you brought a drug
dealer to Tommy's house?!

He can help.

Hey, I'm more of a transnational
drug kingpin, actually.

Did you read the piece
about me in Forbes?

Well, that's great. Now
he knows where I live.

Hey, so move.

Hey, suck it, Scarface.

El Jaguar has Frank.

Well, then Frank's already d*ad.

I don't think so, not yet.

El Jaguar's having a party
to celebrate Frank's capture.

A quick death is not his way.

If there's even a chance
Frank's still alive...

Can you get us into that party?

Yes, I can get you into the party.

But getting Frank out is your problem.


You know, Frank...

I was raised Catholic.

You go to Mass, Confession,

put a couple bucks... in
the collection plate,

and hope he's paying attention.


So tell me why?

Why do we pretend?

I mean, deep down, we all know

it's blood and death he desires.

So why not give him
what he really wants?

The Aztecs.


These people... they used
this beautiful blade...

to break open the victim's rib cage

and rip out the still-beating hearts

as an offering.

But not a prayer.


Just a simple transaction.

He wants blood.


I want power.

Would you mind disinfecting it first?

I don't want to get a nasty infection.


You're going to feel it
when I tear it out of you.

Felix, come on, amigo.

You're not still sore about
me and your old lady, are you?

They say infidelity is just
a symptom of a larger problem.

Of course, your wife said
I had the larger problem.


You want to make me angry
enough to k*ll you outright?

It won't work.

You see, my wife and
I reconciled years ago.

And we still sleep next
to each other every night.

I removed her face and
stitched it into a throw pillow.

And after this, I'll
have a matching set.

But, hey, first there's someone here

who wants to have a few words with you.

Oh, Ruiz!

These taco lenguas are to die for, bro.


Frankie, these cartel
guys know how to party.

I'm moving down here when I retire.

What's that, party favors?

Oh, you're gonna dig this.

You know, Frank, guys like us...

we have a hard time opening up.

We don't like to talk
about our feelings.

And these youngsters
with the mustache wax

and the skinny jeans, forget about it.

You know, I had to
interrogate this German hacker.

It was like the kid was
made out of papier-maché.

I mean, the poor bastard starts bawling

the minute I took off his beanie.

Who does that? [Laughs]

It starts in school, Frank.

You know, I heard they won't
even let them play tag anymore.

So what, you gonna do
that Clockwork Orange thing

to my eyes and make
me binge-watch Girls?

Oh, come on. Even I'm not that cruel.

No, this is a little cocktail...

- [Grunts]
- To make it easier...

for you to open up to me

so that we can have
an honest conversation.



[Engine revving]

Do you idiots have
anything resembling a plan?

- The usual.
- Grab Frank.

And sh**t our way out.

You're all gonna die here.

El Jaguar's nephew, Ramiro,

he fancies himself as a hip-hop artist.

But he's also a paranoid psychotic.

I told him that you are a famous DJ.

Wait, which one of us is the DJ?

I don't care.

Horale, Menjivar!


This the guy?

Yeah, the guy I told
you about from San Diego.

He's DJ...

No, man, just DJ.

As in The DJ.

[Chuckles] Hells yeah, he is.

Hey, make sure your
hair looks good, bro,

'cause we're gonna
take some selfies later.

- Cool?
- Yeah.

Right on, homie.

Vaya con dios, my friends.

- [Speaking Spanish]
- _


Jesus Malverde.

Patron saint of drug tr*ffick.

And sicarios.

- [Speaking Spanish]
- _



- [Laughter]
- _



Hey, let me show you my
sound studio right quick.

That's where all the
magic happens, homie.

Yeah, no doubt.

Listen, um...

I hope this doesn't weird you out,

but big g*n are a total turn-on for me.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Think you could let me hold yours?

For a minute?






you have got to get me
the recipe for this hooch.

Hoochie, coochie, woochie!

Hey, Ivers, you remember Charo.

Underrated Elvis movie?

I'm talking about that
sexy little Spanish minx

from The Love Boat.

That was a pretty good movie.

Hey, should we get to it?


In the words of Richard M. Nixon,

Sock it to me!

I got two questions, Frank... just two.


Answer them completely and
honestly, and we are done.

Question one...

how much do you know about Leviathan?

And question two...

who else did you tell?

That's easy.

Not a damn thing and nobody.


we're off to a bad start, Frank.

Hey. Well, that's okay.

I mean, we can ask me again.

[Holly whimpering]



I told you, Frank, did I not?

I warned you that this
was not gonna end well...

Not for you, not for
anyone that you care about.

Come on, man, she's got
nothing to do with this!

She does now!

So how about we go back
to question one, Frank.

How much do you know about Leviathan?

Holly, look at me!

- [Whimpers]
- Look at me!

It's gonna be okay,
baby. It's gonna be okay.

I can't tell you what I don't know!

I told you what I needed from you!

I can't tell you.

I'm sorry, Frank, you just k*lled her.


And I'm gonna k*ll you, Ivers.

I swear!

And in the meantime, some
other folks from your life

just showed up in time

"to play Frank Rourke,
this is your life"

How lucky for us, huh?

Don't tell them anything, Frank.




Frank, please. It's over.

Just tell him what he wants to know.

It's all right, honey. Don't be scared.

Billy: It's Ivers' cocktail.

It's all a hallucination.
It's in your mind.

He's not really here,
Frank. None of them are.

It's just smoke and mirrors, man.

You can't seriously think

you're gonna make it out of here.

- Not your problem, pal.
- Just keep smiling.



You better start talking, man.

Just make something up.

He doesn't know squat.

He would have told us if he did.

No one can resist the serum.

He's all yours, Comandante.

I know you're gonna assassinate
the President of Mexico, Ivers.

[Chuckles] What the hell
are you talking about?

What's he talking about?

What are you talking about, man?

That's the plan, right?

Assassinate El Presidente,
blame La Fraternidad.

Then the Mexican army moves in

and wipes out Ruiz and his hermanos.

And you install a puppet
dictator to fill the void.


Did I say too much?


You're not buying any
of this crap, are you?

You lying bastard.

You realize none of
this crap is true, right?

[Speaks Spanish]

Ruiz, you can't be buying any of this.


You said nobody can
resist the serum, right?


there's only one way...

to find out.



Where the hell did he go?!

What the hell?

- Ruiz got away.
- Rebecca: What?

We gotta move, now!

Frank: It's okay, sweetheart.

It's okay. I've got you now.

Come on, Frank.

Let's get you out of here.

It's okay.

[Alarm blaring]

Okay. I'm open to dumb ideas.

We form Voltron.

Not that dumb.

[Shouting in Spanish]

This is cool.

Aloha, señor!

- [Speaking Spanish]
- _


Los Angeles policemen,
so you think your badges

are your license to
invade a sovereign nation?

- Badges?
- We don't need no badges.

I don't need to show
you any stinking badges.

Well, here ended your...

daring rescue...

Doomed to failure because it
was incredibly stupid, right?

But, hey, in America,
everybody gets an award.


I'm totally gonna k*ll that guy.

I got weird beard.

Mexican Telly Savalas.

I guess I'll k*ll everybody else.

I've got your -caliber
participation trophies

right here.

Stay blood-thirsty, my friend!



[AC/DC's Highway to Hell plays]


[Shouting in Spanish]

♪ Living easy ♪

♪ Living free ♪

♪ Season ticket on a one-way ride ♪

♪ Askin' nothin' ♪

♪ Leave me be ♪

♪ Takin' everything in my stride ♪

Ride's here!

♪ Don't need reason ♪

♪ Don't need rhyme ♪

Cover me!

♪ Ain't nothin' that I'd rather do ♪

♪ Goin' down ♪

♪ Party time ♪

♪ My friends are gonna be there, too ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

Hey, Felix...

don't forget your participation trophy.


♪ On a highway to hell ♪


You came back!

I'm like the Mexican Han Solo.

You're Juan Solo, baby!

Let's ride!


Viva La Raza!

♪ I'm on the highway to hell ♪

♪ Highway to hell ♪

♪ And I'm goin' down ♪


we're not out of the
woods yet, all right?

We just wasted about
members of La Fraternidad,

and in my experience, that kind
of thing tends to piss them off.


Tommy, just give us a minute.

Wheels up in five.

This isn't over, trainee.

I'm not your trainee anymore.

And it is over. My dad died for this.

Frank, look at it.


That's what Ivers told me.

At least... that's what I think he said.

Frank, there's nothing
here. Look, it's just ashes.

It's Ivers.

Who's that with him?

[Horse neighs in distance]

- It's Tim Wallace.
- Wallace.

You were the first cop on the
scene at my father's m*rder.

Your dad was d*ad when I got there.

Somebody upstairs didn't want it solved.

It was right there in front of me.

Even with the f*re damage,

we still got enough here
for an arrest warrant.

We're not gonna arrest him.

We're gonna take that bastard
somewhere and make him talk.

Tim: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! [Grunts]

What the hell do you want?!

You held out on me, Tim.


Hiya, Tim.

Long time...

How did we get here, huh?

Let's see.

I know you worked Central Narcotics

with Alonzo Harris
until Harris got whacked

and the whole scandal broke.

Then you and the rest of
Alonzo's band of brothers

all turned on each other.

m*rder... double-crosses.

And when the smoke finally cleared,

you and your partner, Jeff
Kern, were the last men standing.

And you got busted back to patrol.

But you were still out
there capering, weren't ya?

What were you and Kern into, dope?

Extortion, m*rder for hire?

We were into everything.

But somewhere along the lines,

you guys got into something so vile,

not even your partner could stomach it.

What was it that stuck in Jeff's craw?

It was Leviathan, wasn't it?


We had no idea what kind of
people we were dealing with...

how far up it went.

By the time we figured
it out, it was too late.

Jeff... Jeff wanted out,
he wanted to come clean.

You gotta listen to me!

We were past the point of no return.

So you k*lled him.

I didn't k*ll Jeff, they did.

Who's they?

They... they... Leviathan!

Who are you talking about, the
cartels, dirty cops, the CIA?

The... you still think
that there's a difference?

Well, how did they find
out Kern was gonna talk?

Because they're everywhere!

Two keys... they were yours?

Mine and Jeff's.

We gathered all the
evidence we had on Leviathan

and stuck it in a safe deposit box.

Yeah, as an insurance
policy... enough to bury them.


We even hid it right
under their noses...

in a cartel bank.

If you two idiots opened the box,

then you already know everything
that I know about Leviathan.

Almost everything in
the box was damaged.

Ivers b*rned it.


Then we're already d*ad men.


I want you to think carefully
before you answer me.

Did you k*ll my father?

You know...

I never wanted Billy involved in this.

When Billy finally caught up with me,

I was kind of relieved, you know?

Just to have somebody to
talk to about all of it.

But then Billy took the key.

That key was the only
thing keeping me alive.

Did you k*ll my father?!

Step out of the car.

Where's the key?

I sh*t him in the gut.

I... I told him I would
call for an R.A. unit

if he told me where he'd hidden the key,

but the tough son of
a bitch never cracked.

He just lay there, bleeding out.

Okay. Okay, I pulled
the trigger, all right?!

I did it!

But I'm not the one that you want!

No, no, no, no, no.

You want whoever's behind this, right?

You want Leviathan.

And if you k*ll me...

you'll never get there.

I'm a resourceful man.

I'll figure something out.



[Gasps] Fra...



I'm sorry, Kyle.

Wh-what... why? Why would you...

So you wouldn't have to.

Billy wouldn't want to see
his son k*lling an unarmed man,

no matter what the son
of a bitch had done.

We'll never know what my
father would have wanted

because this son of a bitch k*lled him.

You k*ll a monster in cold blood,

he doesn't really die, Kyle.

He becomes part of you.

And this world sure as hell
doesn't need anymore monsters.

It doesn't need any more Tim
Wallaces or Alonzo Harrises.

Or Frank Rourkes.

Frank: Detective Craig and
I approached Officer Wallace

to question him about
Billy Craig's sh**ting.

We entered the building, we followed,

he turned and opened f*re.

That's when I engaged him.

My sh*t hit center mass.

I called it in.

Shots fired. Repeat... shots fired.

We waited with Wallace.

He was unresponsive when
emergency services arrived.

It's what happened.


It went down exactly the
way Frank said it did, ma'am.

Guy pulled on us,

and Frank fired in
immediate defense of life.


Fine work, Detective Rourke.

Both you and your trainee
are to be commended

for your bravery and decisive action.

Thank you, Deputy Chief.

But Detective Craig is
no longer my trainee.

He's my partner.

Dismissed, gentlemen.

♪ What makes a man do wonders? ♪

♪ What makes a man do wrong? ♪

♪ What makes a man leave bed and board ♪

♪ And turn his back on home? ♪

[Bell dings]

♪ Ride away ♪

[Bell dings]

♪ Ride away ♪

♪ Ride away ♪
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