01x12 - Two Days of Blood

[bunniefuu]

NARRATOR: Previously on The Shield...

I'll sh**t, man! I swear I'll sh**t!

Are you deaf?

Go ahead.

I said I'll sh**t you!

sh**t!

Did you want to get sh*t?!

Julien, did you want to die?

You have no idea.

You're gay, okay?

I'm your partner.

I know it's not worth dying for.

Terry is losing his cherry tonight.

He's coming with us.

LEMONHEAD: Congratulations!

My guys tipped you off that Terry was looking to take you down.

VIC: Ben, the bust just went bad.

BEN: My source at Justice is all over my ass.

He wants to know if you made us all accomplices to a m*rder.

"Farmington cops investigated for stealing dr*gs"?

I was sick when I saw that.

Do you have any idea how this got out?

Yeah. You leaked it!

I'm tired, Vic.

I just can't keep explaining these messes or cleaning up after them.

Ben...

I just can't have your back anymore.

I thought I owed it to you to tell you.

[LATIN MUSIC PLAYING]

SPECTATOR: Vamos, vamos!

[COCKS SQUAWKING]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

VIC: Drop! On the ground!

[ALL SHOUTING]

Now! Get down!

See-through, how many times do I got to tell you?

Firearms and alcohol are a dangerous combination.

[GRUNTS]

See?

LEMONHEAD: Get down on your knees!

I said, get down on your knees!

Ah, See-through's upgrading his merch.

Some of these might actually sh**t.

Hey, Vic.

[VIC LAUGHS]

Wishing your cock was that big?

Man, these are beautiful animals.

I can't believe they just let them rip each other apart like that.

Just dumb birds, brother.

Hey, man, where are they taking them, man?

Three little letters. KFC.

Come on, those are my best birds, man!

Shut up!

Wait, wait, wait!

Come on, I can help you, man!

See-through's small time.

You want g*ns?

I'll hook you up with the big guy.

Yeah?

Who are we talking about?

Listen, man, call off the butchers, and I'll tell you.

Why don't you tell me first?

[SIGHS]

Pazi Arambula.

Is that big enough for you?

You know where Pazi is?

He loves the birds.

I hear he's in town for Dos Días de Sangre.

"Two days of blood"?

It's a big summer cockfight, all right?

Listen, I get you inside.

You get Pazi.

Hey, last I heard, those pits were filled with Filipinos and Mexicans.

I get some of my best fighters from rednecks in Louisiana.

He'll blend right in.

Blow me, chicken man.

For Pazi Arambula, huh?

He is big time.

I'll tell you when and where.

[♪♪♪]

[VEHICLE ACCELERATING]

Tony!

Stop!

Tony!

Pazi's a g*n running scumbag who's wanted by Mexican federal, state, and local authorities.

And he's got close to a three million peso bounty on his head.

Three million?

Let me see that.

Oh, Vic, you got to let me go undercover and clean up this grease stain.

Yeah? Last time I let you go undercover, you got beaten up by a stripper.

I was jumped by her thug boyfriend, and she was a dancer!

[CHUCKLING]

Shut up!

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Vic, you got a minute?

Yeah, sure.

I'm surprised to see you.

What's up?

[VIC ZIPPING UP BAG ]

You and I, we... We've had a rough year.

Yeah, we did.

One rough year out of 20 years of friendship...

That ain't bad.

With those percentages, I'd still be with my first wife.

You're better off with Nancy.

I know.

What's up, Ben?

I was in a hit-and-run tonight.

I think I k*lled the guy.

You didn't stop?

I got out to check on him, and his gangbanger buddy took some sh*ts at me.

I panicked and hightailed it.

Oh, man, what am I gonna do?

Tell the truth.

If he took sh*ts at you...

Vic, I've been DUI four times.

I got it hushed up.

Word gets out that I k*lled this guy and ran, nobody's gonna believe I wasn't drunk.

Ah, Christ, Ben.

Imagine me in prison, Vic.

Now, I know, as rough as we left it last time, you can't want that.

Right?

Can you help an old friend?

[ROMERO/ALEJANDROiBAUTISTA'S "JUST ANOTHER DAY" PLAYING]

Ben, give me the keys.

Shane, tell Savant repairing this blue Mercedes is a top priority and top secret.

I want it good as new by tomorrow.

Right, boss.

Lem, get Ben home.

I'll find out who's on the case, and make sure it never hits your doorstep.

Thanks, Vic.

It was some slide.

The impact dragged him 75 feet.

Maybe you ought to call Guinness.

Nah, the record's something like over 30 miles.

This isn't even a footnote. Anthony Nuñez.

Dealer extraordinaire.

Witnesses say he and a friend worked the corner over there.

Where's the friend?

Didn't stick around.

What about the car?

It's a blue Mercedes four-door.

Witness was vague... Guy driving, hot little Latin number in the passenger seat.

High-end sedan.

If it wasn't tricked out, he didn't live around here.

Must've been in a hurry to get home.

You doing okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks.

If you're not ready to go back out there yet, I understand.

No, really, I'm okay.

It was just a... Just a one-time thing.

I'm fine now.

You sure?

I know you're worried because you have to ride with me, but I'm okay.

Yeah, well, it's my life too, you know.

I know.

So say something that'll make me feel better.

I'm not gonna hang you out.

And?

And I'm gonna speak with my reverend, sort through things, but my head is in it 100%.

I heard you guys scraped a dope-dealing banger off the pavement over in The Bistro.

Not pretty.

Crash-test dummy got an ID?

Claudette, can I borrow you?

What for?

We got a double homicide in the Grove.

Some morning.

You need me? I can pass the hit-and-run off to Walt.

Just Claudette. I'm going over there too.

Looks like it could be a messy situation.

Come on. We'll ride together.

[CLEARS THROAT] Still waiting.

Yeah. Uh...

Victim's name's Anthony Nuñez.

You know him?

Well, after summer vacation was over, we stopped writing.

That area, he's probably a Toro.

Anything on the driver?

Uh, white guy. Blue Mercedes.

Señorita in the passenger seat.

That's it.

There was a passenger?

DUTCH: Good news is, neighbors have seen the car parked in the area, always at night.

Sounds like a little love tryst to me.

Uh, Toros do this thing called a "toss-and-sh**t".

What's that?

Toss a rival banger in front of a moving car, they fire off a few rounds to scare the driver away, make it look like a hit and run.

Or maybe the driver just k*lled the guy and didn't want to get caught?

Why don't you let me give you a hand with this one?

You want to help me?

Hey, ever since you rolled that serial k*ller, you're the man around here.

Right.

Hey, a C-note says it's a toss-and-sh**t.

[HELICOPTER OVERHEAD]

MAN: Someone gonna tell us what's going on in there?

ACEVEDA: Excuse me, can I have your attention, please?

WYMS: People, please!

Please, please, we need you to listen!

Just give us some time to go inside and determine what happened.

We'll make an announcement when we know something.

WYMS: Sweet Jesus.

What's burning?

It's the garbage disposal. The motor b*rned out.

DANNY: Looks like they were k*lled with a meat tenderizer.

k*ller must've panicked, tried to dispose of the body.

DANNY: The victim in the sink is Tonya Cramer.

The other one is her sister, Violet Roosevelt.

Any witnesses?

The walls here are pretty thin.

A lot of people heard the screams.

JULIEN: Captain?

Yes?

There's someone downstairs who can identify the k*ller.

Down there.

It's Karen Mitchell.

ACEVEDA: You know her?

Yeah, I met her a few times during Morgan's reelection campaign.

Karen, hello.

David.

Councilman Morgan couldn't make it?

He's in Sacramento, moving into his new office.

He asked me to come down and be his eyes and ears.

Of course. So if you need anything, just ask.

Well, I appreciate his help.

Yours too.

This is Maya Duffy.

She saw the k*ller.

Can you describe him?

His name's Wally Forton. White guy.

He was dating Tonya's daughter.

What happened?

What happened is they called 911, and it took you over an hour to show up.

Over an hour?

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

We heard Tonya up there screaming at Wally, and she called 911.

And he didn't leave?

No, he went outside, waiting around for, like, 20 minutes or so, and then he went back up, and he k*lled them!

An hour, can that be right?

I'll have to review the 911 tapes.

If it was a black man breaking into a white woman's apartment, it wouldn't take no hour!

Everybody gets equal treatment from this department.

Why are they dead, then?

DANNY: Ma'am?

Ma'am, come with me, please.

I'll take the statement.

Over by the car.

They'll want answers.

And frankly, I think they deserve them.

Come on.

Wally's girlfriend might be in danger.

We need to find him, her, or both.

Pulled the dead guy's known associates.

Recognize anyone?

That's the guy's buddy right there.

He's the one that sh*t at me.

Jesus Rosales.

Yeah, he's a Toro.

Wanted for possession and intent to sell narcotics.

No wonder he ran.

Can you find him?

Who are you talking to here?

Look, Vic, he got a good look at me.

What if he's picked up and decides I'm his bargaining chip?

We'll make him a better deal.

So...

When were you gonna tell me you were shagging a Latina in the neighborhood?

Oh.

[SIGHS]

I didn't want to get her involved.

She was in the car. She couldn't be more involved.

Was she driving?

No.

It happened just like I said, except she was with me.

Who is she?

Sedona Tallez.

I've been... seeing her.

What about Nancy?

We're all perfect?

Well, Dutch Boy's already picked up her scent.

You're gonna have to send her away somewhere.

Okay. Good idea.

Hey, Vic... she's not just some lay.

I love her.

Melissa left for the gym like, about two hours ago.

Was she alone?

WOMAN: Yeah. Mm-hmm.

What about the boyfriend, Wally?

Have you seen him?

Wally? Ooh, honey, he's a cutie-pie.

For a white guy.

You know him? Sort of.

I hear them some nights.

Hear them?

You know, doing it.

Honey, he's a screamer.

He's louder than she is.

I thought they split up, but I guess not.

You know where we might find them?

He came back about an hour ago, looking for her.

I told him that she was at the gym.

Hey, Dutchman.

Our roadkill pissed off a couple of Los Mags a couple of days back.

It's looking more and more like banger payback.

I found her.

Who?

The mystery woman.

I talked to a pizza delivery guy.

He's seen a blue Benz on numerous occasions at, uh...

Uh, 2538 Mercado Avenue.

Sedona Tallez.

She's our babe.

Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go.

I was just there.

There's no one home, but a neighbor swears she jumped into a cab with a bunch of suitcases earlier this afternoon.

This is starting to get interesting.

Who knows if it's even the same Benz?

Maybe she just went on vacation.

Or maybe she and the boyfriend skipped town.

Don't worry.

I'll get 'em.

Cool.

Pazi's a bad-ass with connections to half-a-dozen gangs.

Yeah, why are you risking your life to get off a measly misdemeanor?

Those cocks, I hatched them myself.

I raised them.

They're all I got.

Okay.

You get me in.

Set up a meeting.

Tell Pazi I'm willing to trade feathers for hardware.

Trust me, if Pazi likes your chickens, he'll trade anything to get a hold of them.

Good. So we got a plan, all right?

Can I go home now? Am I free?

Well, let's just say that you're on parole till this thing gets done.

You understand?

Yeah, okay.

Let's go to my yard, and I'll teach you everything you need to know in the ring.

Bottled water?

The most important part of their diet.

That poison that comes out of my tap will k*ll them.

I hear that, man.

What kind of bird is he?

Kelso, a champion line. Never been cut.

Those three are Boston Roundheads, a solamina, and the blinker's a Johnny Jumper.

Blinker?

Blinker.

Oh, man, that's sick.

Hey.

You got till tonight, man.

Learn as much as you can.

Pazi's going to wanna know how you raised these birds.

Jesus, B-12?

Vitamin-K supplements?

They need all this stuff?

If you want them to win.

What's his name?

It hurts too much.

I stopped naming them.

They're all called "Nugget."

It's not funny, dude.

I mean, these are innocent creatures.

They are kind of beautiful, though, aren't they?

In a snack food sort of way.

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

VIC: Jesus.

Policía. Venga.

Porqué?

Open warrant. Let's make this easy.

Hey, hey, let him go! He didn't do anything.

Look, kids...

I'm in no mood to play. Aganse de un lado.

Come on. Aganse.

Where you going, Homes?

Back off.

I'm a cop. Back off.

If this was a real arrest, you would have brought more, ése. Let him go.

It's just an open warrant. He'll be out in 12 hours.

I say he's out right now.

Hey, don't do it. It's not worth it!

Hey!

I don't want to sh**t anybody today.

That's up to you!

You gonna k*ll us all, ése?

No, just the one who wants it first.

Hey!

Get your hands in the air!

Back off!

Back off.

[♪♪♪]

Walk. Come on!

The witness at Melissa's gym said they saw them leaving together.

By force or willingly?

The guy wasn't sure, just said they were talking.

Karen Mitchell's here. She's only gonna get in our way.

Maybe you could talk to her, tell her to back off.

Me?

You said you'd met her a few times.

You know, rumor is that she's Morgan's handpicked successor to run for his seat.

Really?

Which means that she would be running against you in the Primary, but you knew that.

As wedge issues go, two dead women is a bad one.

I know you want to catch the k*ller and cover your ass, but if you can't do both, this is about catching the k*ller.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Karen.

Oh, I was hoping you had some new information by now?

Unfortunately, no.

Well, what about the 911 tapes?

They're on the way.

We've been trying to find Melissa Cramer before she gets her own tape.

Oh.

Well, I'd like to listen to them with you.

Two women are dead, David.

I hope we're not playing politics here.

Jesus, we need your help with something.

Now, we're sorry about your friend, but you gotta know that was an accident.

You dragged him halfway down the block, eh?

I saw your rap sheets.

You and your friend are no saints.

Jesus, you know who we are?

You're cops.

No, we're not just any cops.

We're good friends to have, Jesus.

You ever get picked up for selling rock, we're the guys to know.

Yeah, if I keep quiet.

If you keep quiet.

Okay.

VIC: Good.

You just made a smart decision.

I'll tell you what, Jesus.

I'm gonna write down a number.

You get scooped up, you can call me anytime...

[g*nsh*t] Oh! Jesus Christ!

What'd you do?

What the hell's the matter with you?

I had to.

Put the g*n down, Ben!

Relax, Vic. We don't have to worry now.

He was cooperating!

I'm supposed to trust him?

He was innocent! He was a problem!

Jesus Christ, Ben!

What did you do?

Nothing you haven't done.

What?

Terry Crowley. Any bells ringing?

You don't want to say it? Fine.

But I helped you get clear on that.

Oh, man. This is your problem.

It's our problem.

No.

His buddies saw you take this guy away.

Now he's dead.

I picked you for a reason, Vic.

You've been through this.

Now help me get clear.

I appreciate this, Vic.

Drop this guy in Los Mags' territory, make it look like a g*ng hit.

That's smart.

When this lands on your desk, just bury it.

Hey, look, Vic, I'm sorry about how this went down.

I am.

Now just keep Dutch off my ass, and we're home free.

Vic... you and me, we're good, right?

MAN: No, not today.

That's 2 for 25 right there, pops.

Yeah, that phone is 10 bucks, no problem.

I got change for everything.

What can I do for you, officers?

We got a complaint about your yard sale.

What kind of complaint?

That you've been robbing your neighbors and forcing them to buy their property back.

That's a lie.

All this here, this is all mine.

Person who complained said differently.

Oh yeah? And who was that?

They didn't give their name.

They just said everyone's scared of you.

Do you got any proof all this stuff is yours?

You got any proof that it ain't?

Look, officers, I'm just trying to have a yard sale here, okay?

There's nothing illegal about that.

There is if you don't have a permit.

City approved. Please, believe it.

Dookie?

That's me.

Does any of this merchandise belong to any of you?

DANNY: If you speak up, you'll get your stuff back.

Now, if you guys are all done, I've got business to attend to.

I'm gonna be keeping my eye out on you, Dookie.

Stop by anytime.

I got great bargains for you two.

Watch it, pops.

You touch, you buy. You know the rules.

What, are you kidding me? That's 10%.

I'm doing all the work.

I only get 20%, Einstein.

10% is half my fee.

You're sure about that?

Hey.

Lem, this is Jojo Rezal.

He's a bounty hunter.

Bail enforcement agent.

Curtis Lemansky.

Jojo here's gonna help us out with this whole Pazi deal.

Help us? Yeah.

How'd you like to collect a piece of Pazi's bounty?

Cops can't collect bounty, dude.

What if I told you I figured a way around that little problem?

What, the problem of us being cops?

You bring me Pazi, I split my fee 50/50.

No way.

Oh, come on, Lem.

That's like 400,000 pesos, man.

That's got to be what, like a couple hundred grand?

Try 50.

50?

That's about right.

Damn. Mexico.

You know what? It's still worth it.

No way. Forget it, man.

Okay.

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on one second.

I'm just looking out for our best interests.

LEMONHEAD: Jesus, for once, can't we just do what we're supposed to do and then stop, huh?

Hey. When you guys figure out who's wearing the pants, why don't you beep me?

Oh, your, uh, your cock's out.

Damn it.

Is that who you see yourself as, a gay man?

Of course not.

I'm just confused.

These urges, I can't b*at them down.

So, what I'm hearing is you... really want to change.

That's why I'm here.

I was ashamed.

I didn't know what you'd say.

What's important is your commitment to God, to your faith.

I know.

So, um...

What can I do?

There's someone...

I'd like you to meet.

Vic...

I researched our missing femme fatale, Sedona Tallez.

Waste of time, Dutch Boy.

Taggers just found the victim's amigo dead in Los Mag tunnel.

Told you, g*ng hit all the way.

What buddy? Jesus Rosales?

Yeah.

I've been looking for him.

Well, stop.

Girlfriend bolts, victim's friend gets hit.

There's something else at play here.

What?

Get this.

Sedona Tallez is listed as a CEO of a corporation based in the Grand Cayman islands.

Its sole purpose?

Buying up real estate right here in Farmington.

You're kidding.

Nope.

Not bad for an accountant living in a one-bedroom in slum town.

Now, this Jesus is dead...

Yeah.

If he was a Toro, I'll start with his crew.

Usually runs with five, six other guys.

How do you know that?

I have contacts.

You do?

Believe it or not.

And you found all this out since 4:00?

Pretty good, huh?

Too good, Dutch Boy.

Well, I have a rep to maintain.

You're gonna put me right out of a job.

Two, three...

Come on, go get him.

Come on, come on, come on, let's go!

Go, buddy, go, go, go!

[CHEERING]

Take him down, now!

Oh, my God!

Whoo!

Everybody, who's ready for round two?

Attaboy!

Ho ho he! What a badass.

What, you saw Pazi?

No, man, Frank.

I mean, he gets in there, and it's like... he's possessed. It was so g*dd*mn cool.

I won 700 bucks.

You named him? Frank.

What? It's just a first name.

So what? Pazi was a no-show?

Yeah, yeah. Gabo heard he's coming tomorrow.

You ready for round two, k*ller?

You're sick, man.

TONYA: Where's the police? Where are you?

OPERATOR: Try to remain calm.

The police are coming.

[KNOCKING]

He's back again!

Who's back?

At this point, it's been 47 minutes since the initial call.

Jesus Christ.

Unbelievable.

TONYA: Somebody, help us! Help us!

[GLASS BREAKING, SCREAMING]

Ms. Cramer? Are you okay?

[STOPS TAPE PLAYER]

How does something like this happen?

It's a manpower issue.

We only had two units assigned to that grid.

One was responding to a heart att*ck victim.

The other was involved in a pursuit.

KAREN: Why only two units?

It's a new policy, saturating specific areas with more patrols.

While other areas go unprotected?

Not unprotected.

Statistically, it's smart policing.

A larger concentration of units in one area reduces crime by 65%, while crime in the less-patrolled areas only rises 20%.

You believe that?

What happened today was an anomaly.

Tell that to the family of those two dead women.

Usually, there's adequate backup.

David has discretion on how his units are assigned.

So you're the one who's responsible?

You're blaming me for this?

Payback's a bitch, huh?

Thanks for tossing me such a soft ball.

This policy's your idea.

It's been in place for over six months.

You had no problem with it as long as you were sending the extra patrols to Latino neighborhoods.

Hey, wait a minute. This is not my mess.

It is now...

So you better fix it.

Vic, good to see you again.

Business as usual, huh?

For both of us.

[DOOR BUZZING]

Julien...

I need a hand.

Julien, I need your help with something.

I am done helping you.

Hey, I keep your secret every day, just like I promised, right?

Every time you need something, you gonna twist this screw?

You're gonna g*dd*mn help me with something right now, or you're gonna see just how hard I can twist.

So this guy just walks into the middle of you and your friends, pulls a g*n out, and walks off with Jesus?

Yeah.

Any idea who he is?

JULIEN: Detective?

Yeah?

You're needed out here.

I'm in the middle of something.

Captain said it was important.

Hmm. I'll be right back.

Where is he?

I don't know. I didn't talk to him.

Just had the message passed to me.

You listen. You listen quick.

Los Mags pulled your guy out.

You ID me, you'll be stone dead

15 minutes after you leave this station.

You hear me?

[DOOR OPENS]

VIC: Hey.

Vic.

Thought I'd sit in for a little while.

Hope you don't mind.

Not at all. Anyway... you were about to describe the guy.

Well? Answer the man.

Didn't get a good look.

Well, what did you see?

He was wearing Los Mags colors.

Los Mags?

g*dd*mn g*ng hit.

Told you it was boys in the 'hood.

You notice the way he couldn't look you or me in the eye?

Kept scratching the top of his...

Wagenbach, stop.

He's lying.

A skin allergy means he's lying?

All right, he's covering for the Benz guy.

I can't believe this. Give it up already.

Look, even if you're right, the driver's still a witness to a m*rder.

I still have to find him, so let me.

You don't need the witness to get the k*ller.

Look, Vic, follow up your g*ng lead.

I'm gonna track down the driver, and his señorita's Cayman Island connections, okay?

Or is that g*ng-related too?

Add units seven, eight, and ten.

I don't want anybody to be able to spit in the Grove without hitting a police car.

And put the riot squad on tactical alert.

We just found Melissa Cramer.

Where?

ACEVEDA: You think she's in on it?

WYMS: I don't know.

Let's just hope she's not halfway down the disposal.

OFFICER: The clerk confirmed Forton brought the woman here two hours ago.

They're in room 19.

He had a bottle of champagne.

ACEVEDA: To celebrate?

Or to tenderize.

[SLOW MUSIC PLAYING]

Police! Freeze!

Get your hands where I can see 'em!

MELISSA: Oh, my God! Wait a minute!

What did we do?

WYMS: Wally Forton, you're under arrest for the murders of Violet Roosevelt and Tonya Ann Cramer.

Mur... m*rder? Wait a minute. What...

Wally!

They were just getting between us, sweetie.

Read him his rights... Twice.

WALLY: We're forever, baby!

Forever!

Th... th... they're dead?

Caught the guy, huh?

Yeah.

Nasty business down there in the Grove.

Is that a joke?

Well, tell Gilroy I'm not laughing.

What are you talking about?

Like you don't know.

Pretend I don't.

Gilroy's diverted manpower to other neighborhoods.

Crime went down everywhere except the Grove.

Now he's letting me swing for the department on these two murders.

Well, I didn't know.

Well, now you do.

Tell me something.

What would be in it for someone to buy up property in the Grove?

Is this a real question?

Pretend it is.

Well, that area's been ignored.

Crime's up.

Land's cheap.

Other than that, there's no reason to buy there.

Why?

Who's buying up land?

No one. I'm just asking.

Did Gilroy say something?

I saw the two of you.

No, it's just a stupid idea.

If I get a good one, I'll let you know.

MAN: I was inflicted with h*m* urges just like you.

Now, I was tested constantly.

I used to think that I was gay... that I had no other choice.

I even cursed God for doing it to me.

You ever heard of sexual reorientation therapy, Julien?

I read an article about it once.

REVEREND: h*m*'s a disease similar to alcoholism and drug addiction.

The church offers programs to combat these compulsions.

Through discipline, through treatment, the urges can be suppressed, eliminated.

Really?

I'm married to a beautiful woman.

I have a child on the way... and my wife and I both lead a fulfilling, spiritual life.

Is it that simple?

No.

It takes hard work, commitment, God's help, but... I'm finally happy.

It's really a matter of what you want to do.

I don't want to feel like dying.

Jesus wants you to live, Julien.

I'm tired of living like this.

You don't have to anymore.

Come on, now! Come on, man!

Come on! Come on!

Come on!

Come on, man.

Right there.

Oh, come on, now! No! No!

Sweet Jesus! Just grab it right now.

Underneath! Underneath! Underneath!

No! Don't you understand?

Come on, sweet Jesus!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

What the hell happened?

You lost, ése.

GABO: He's all right, man.

I tell you he is. All good.

Hey, Shane, I'd like you to meet Pazi.

Gabo tells me you're interested in making a trade.

Yeah, that's right.

He was impressive.

He's dead.

He was mismatched against that jumper.

It's how he d*ed that counts, huh?

Simone.

Hey, man... he d*ed good.

You gonna hook me up with some firepower, or what?

Let me see your other birds, Gomer, then maybe we'll talk, huh?

What's your grain mixture?

Uh, 16% protein, 10% whole corn, and, uh...

9% scratch grain.

That's good.

These all you brought with you?

No, I got some more back at the motel.

Got, uh, some Polaroids there on the front seat, if you want to see them.

LEMONHEAD: Hold... Drop it!

Drop it! Drop it, ése.

Easy!

Drop it!

Man, what are you thinking?

Get your hands where I can see them.

Dude!

What... what are you doing?

I thought chloroform was supposed to knock him out.

Guess this works better.

We're just supposed to wait till he showed us the g*ns.

Look, we take this guy in, his case will be tied up in court for years.

I say we turn him over to the Mexicans where he'll be properly hung by his balls, and if we make a few pesos in the process, so be it.

We said we were gonna play this one straight, Shane!

Well, we changed our mind.

[HELICOPTER OVERHEAD]

Excuse me.

Hey, Vic.

You've been manipulating police resources to crash land value in this neighborhood?

These flats have been spiraling down for years, Vic.

Your mistress has been buying up property in this area like she's Disney.

But it's not for her. It's for you.

Two women are dead because of your little scam.

And that banger.

He had it coming.

You playing violins for these dope dealers now?

What's phase two?

Send me and the boys in to clean up the area, and then you sell it off at a profit?

You and your boys never supplement your income?

Look around, Ben.

Where's the good in what you're doing?

The good is, I'll cut you in.

Where's your girlfriend?

At the Garner bungalows, overlooking Sunset.

Just like the old days, huh?

When do I start getting my paydays?

Soon.

Real soon.

Hasta la vista, amigo.

Different kind of cockfighting where you're headed.

Yeah, you said it.

You lied to me, man! You lied!

What? I'm not doing anything the Mac-man wouldn't do himself, I'm just branching out.

I said you lied to me, Shane!

This is 25 Gs, brother. 10 for you, 10 for me, and five for Vic, 'cause he's Vic.

What about Ronnie?

Screw Ronnie. He's off the clock.

Look, if you don't want it, fine.

I'll take your share and split it between me and Vic.

Look, you do this to me again, I'm gonna kick your redneck ass.

Don't even give me that look, bro.

I spoke to my reverend.

Good for you. Did it help?

God has a plan for me.

I'm gonna start this program where I'm gonna be taught how to reconnect with women.

God's gonna make you straight.

God's offering me a cure.

It's called sexual reorientation therapy.

It really works.

You give me back my microwave, and I'm not kidding, mister.

Being on welfare don't make you special.

You got to pay like everybody else.

I am not scared of you! Now, you give it...

JULIEN: Ma'am, what's the problem?

He keeps taking our stuff and make us buy it back!

That is my microwave!

No, it ain't.

Ma'am, do you have any proof?

A receipt or anything?

Sure, after he stole it the last time, I carved my initials on the back.

E.B.

That's me, Emily Barry.

Officer, she's lying.

"E.B." stands for "excellent buy."

See, I mark all my best stuff like that.

How about my picture frame there?

That is not your picture frame... but you can get it for $10, though.

If that's your picture frame, how come that's me and my granddaughter?

Dookie, you want to turn around?

Officer, come on, man.

There's gotta be some type of misunderstand...

Let's go. Let's go.

Oh, come on, grandma.

Ain't no love in the 'hood for Dookie?

None. Go.

DANNY: All right, all right, everybody.

Show's over. Come on.

Take what belongs to you, and just go on home.

Anybody seen my waffle iron?

Come with me.

What's the matter?

Someone leaked the 911 tapes.

sh*t.

It's all over the press.

We got a situation brewing.

Bad?

When we get there, you should do all the talking.

Coming from you, a plea for peace will sound more...

Black?

What'd you get on Gilroy?

Checked out that hideaway in the Hills.

And?

Mistress never checked into those bungalows.

Another lie?

What the hell's he doing?

Maybe he stashed her someplace else.

Or slashed her someplace else.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

I always took Gilroy for a quiet drunk.

It's the quiet ones you got to worry about.

Okay, he's spooked. He doesn't see a way out.

He just needs to calm down.

If that doesn't work, then what?

He's got you on the same hook as him for that m*rder.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah.

Hey, it's me. Where are you?

Still at work.

But dinner's almost ready.

I'm gonna have to miss dinner tonight.

Vic...

I'm sorry.

Aw, you're kidding, right?

Sweetheart, I can't make it.

But Ben's already here.

What?

Come see the bowl I made in art class.

Gilroy's there?

GILROY: In a second, Cass.

You invite him to dinner, now you're not gonna show?

Let me talk to him.

Corrine...

Hey, buddy. Got to stop working so hard.

Ben, what are you doing at my house?

Listen, this case you're working on, it's a dead end.

Ben, what are you doing?

Why'd you go looking for that girl, Vic?

Hey, you lied to me.

Where is she? Is she still alive?

We were back in business.

Should have just left it alone.

I'll leave it alone now, Ben.

No, you won't, Vic. I know you.

Come see the bowl I made.

Okay, sweetheart.

Ben, this is between you and me.

You leave my family out of this!

You should have left Sedona out of it.

You gotta spend more time with your family, Vic.

You tell him.

You'll lose them before you know it.

Ben... Ben, you think about what you're doing.

Here I come, doll.

No! No! No!

g*dd*mn it!

Sheriffs can get there faster than we can.

[DIALING PHONE]

911 for no one! Where were the cops?

911 for no one! Where were the cops?

911 for no one! Where were the cops?

KAREN: Friends... friends! Listen. I know you're angry.

This is a serious problem.

Wouldn't be no problem in Beverly Hills!

And it won't be a problem here again.

You have my word!

Ain't no hour wait in Bel Air!

Where were the cops?

Please! We need to resolve this peacefully!

Detective Wyms is right.

v*olence will only undermine what we need to do here.

What we need is some new cops!

What we need...

What we need is a new plan... one that will protect all of you.

[g*nf*re]

[SCREAMING]

ACEVEDA: All units, pull back now!

Get the riot squad down here!

Get them down here now!

[DOOR OPENS]

Are you okay?

Vic, what's going on?

They practically broke in.

Where are the kids?

In here. What's going on?

Why are these sheriffs here?

Where's Gilroy?

He left. He said he'd take a rain check.

Okay, thanks, fellas. I appreciate it.

Come on. Let's go. I'll walk you out.

Let's go.

Daddy's okay.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Pack bags for you and the kids now.

You're not staying here.

What are you talking about?

This is our house!

It isn't safe. Why not?

I'll explain it later.

Explain now! Why...

Corrine, don't ask questions, just do it!

Come on. Come on!

He crossed a line, man.

He's done.

Daddy...

Hey, hey.

Where are we going?

It's okay, sweetie.

We're just gonna take a little trip.

[CROWD RIOTING]

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

OFFICER: Riot guard! Let's go, let's go! Move!

Come on, man!

[SIRENS APPROACHING]

Let's move. Let's move!

[FIRETRUCK HORN HONKS]

RIOT COP: Pull back! Everybody pull back!

[ROMERO/ALEJANDROiBAUTISTA'S "JUST ANOTHER DAY" PLAYING]

♪ Day ♪

♪ Day ♪

♪ Living the good life ♪

♪ Throw your hands up ♪

♪ Just another day ♪

♪ Just another day ♪

♪ Day ♪

♪ Day ♪♪