05x02 - Enemy of Good

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Previously on The Shield:

Yesterday, Measure 16
on the city ballot failed...

...which means we'll have to make do
with the lack of manpower...

...in the Barn and on the street.

Hold this out long enough, some
people feel compelled to take the gum.

It's a sign they'll cr*ck.

-Gum?
-No, thanks.

Here you go.

Sure, thanks.

You know that IAD has been looking
into Detective Mackey...

...and the Strike Team he ran
under your command.

We've got Lemansky.
He lifted a brick of tar.

We've been waiting for it to spin.

So you still got nothing on Mackey?

We got a Cl. When he jumps,
we'll know.

Vic and his guys are tight.
Lemansky, he's a soldier.

You're gonna need to drive a wedge
between him and Mackey.

Terry was working with Justice
to bring down Mackey.

-And I think Vic had him k*lled.
-We k*lled a cop.

Get over it. Don't bring it up again.

Curtis Lemansky. I need you
to come with us.

Why is it that the guy with the
conscience always has to get caught?

-What do you want?
-Guy that put it into motion.

Who do you think I want, Curtis?

Still no Lem?

Left a second message.
Probably knee-deep in a booty call.

-Hope he's getting the cop discount.
-Yours charges by the minute.

-I get mine for free.
-Must be seeing a charity worker.

I was about to call you again.
Nice of you to show up.

Better be a good reason
for blowing up my phone.

Who dimed you that cr*ck mule
last year?

It's payback time, man.
Come look at this.

Man, look at my windshields.

We don't monitor lemon laws.

-Good thing they're sold as is.
-Look, don't waste my time again.

Next time you call me,
it better be something real.

sh*t, the name Vic Mackey used
to have some juice around here.

Up to no good, looking to run
and hide from Vic Mackey?

Oh, no, he'd find you
and you'd get yours.

Now assholes like him
lean on honest people...

...because they know cops like you
can't do d*ck anymore.

-Who's leaning?
-w*tback.

Street name, Doomsday. Squeezing
every shop on the block for insurance.

Is that real enough for you?

-How long has it been going on?
-Couple of months.

Man, I've come in today, man.
I missed one payment. One payment.

And look at my windshields now.

Man, my son's right. He's right.

It's every man for himself from now on.

sh*t, I should have paid
that prick off.

You're scared. It's understandable.

You made a serious mistake
and you don't see a way out of this.

I didn't commit any crime.
I'm a g*dd*mn cop.

Gotta start with denial
till you get your head around all this.

It's cool. I understand, really.
We got time here.

I've never seen those dr*gs before.

Come on, man. It was taken from
your vehicle with a search warrant.

I got the seizure on videotape.

You know I can walk out of here
right now.

Well, if you do, I'm gonna have
to arrest you...

...take you downtown,
make it official.

I'm trying to save you
the embarrassment here.

I got nothing
to be embarrassed about.

We've both been through enough
of these...

...so I can be straight
with you, yeah?

Sure.

Every guilty suspect that you've ever
interviewed started with denial, right?

So did the innocent ones.

You must be Doomsday.

-Who are you?
-I'm Armageddon.

Say hello to the hounds of hell.

You've been squeezing
the local business owners.

Consider us the Better Business
Bureau shutting your ass down.

I didn't invite you in.
You got some paper or something?

Unofficial visit.

Letting you know cops
are on the job in Farmington.

Yeah, and we're putting the word out
one assh*le at a time.

Get your toy-cop ass out of here.

Are you getting my message,
or you need your ears cleaned?

What are you laughing at?

The only words I wanna hear
out of your mouth are, "Si, senor."

Suck my d*ck, senor.

Hey.

No warrant. It's your call.

Hey. Over here.

Get up.

-Get up.
-Come on. Hands up.

That'll give you plenty of time to think
about your new career direction.

We'll return this
to its rightful owners.

You gotta take a piss,
be sure and give us a call.

I need to get back to my team.

Eat something.
We're gonna be here for a while.

The only thing outside that door
for you is a prison cell.

And I haven't been able to tell you
how I'm gonna keep you out of it yet.

You know, I read your package...

...and I met with
one of your old partners.

And he said that....

He said you made a lot
of great arrests.

You started off an upright guy.

What happened to you?

How'd you go from riding with cops
to hunting them?

Tio Osmond.

Diagur Leyva. Connie Reisler.

They were all Strike Team CIs.

So what?

Any of the people you work with
make it out alive?

Look, they chose the life.

They chose to cooperate
with the police.

-And now they're dead.
-Better them than us.

Or did you forget that
from the academy?

Angie Stubbs.

She was 1 5 when she helped you
before she was m*rder*d.

She choose the life too?

No.

She was a good kid.

Bet she was.

What do you think
should happen to...?

To someone who kills a kid like that?

To someone who kills a cop
or a grandma?

Life in prison? Death penalty?

The needle's too good
for someone like that.

Finally.

We agree on something here.

Detective Terry Crowley.

Remember him?

Two and a half years ago,
he was on your Strike Team.

He was undercover
when he was k*lled.

Part of a federal investigation
into your team.

You know what,
I've seen a lot of things...

...that make me think
that you're a good guy.

I just cannot figure out...

...how you could be involved
with this m*rder.

What are you talking about?

Terry was k*lled by a drug dealer.
I was there.

I know you were there.

But we both know
that is not the way it went down.

Could you be more full of sh*t
right now?

Terry was k*lled in the line of duty.

The one thing I know for sure
is that by the end of the day...

...you are either gonna be
helping me with the truth...

...or you are going
to be behind bars.

What's up, big mama?
You ready to announce Papa yet?

No, but you'll be the last to know.

-Listen, guys, Lem's running late.
-What, he called in?

A friend did. His car broke down.
He'll be in as soon as he can.

Okay, thanks.

Guess honey was nothing
to write home about.

Got multiple homicides on Dozier.
Billings gave this to you.

-Is it g*ng?
-You tell us.

-Two black males, a black female.
-You're no one till somebody kills you.

Not in this corner of paradise.

These kids aren't flying colors.

-Any forced entry?
-Back door's busted in.

Victims had cash and credit cards.
Whoever it was didn't get much.

Whoever it was
got exactly what they came for.

She called it in.

Came over to study with her friends,
saw the bodies through the window.

Street's g*ng-neutral.

Plus, this was a b*ating,
not a sh**ting. Strictly personal.

Any cr*ck houses
in this neighborhood?

None that register.

All right, let's find out who these
kids were. What they were into.

Bodies are still warm.
Let's cr*ck it before they cool.

Shop owner found him on the
pavement. Didn't recognize him.

Strong odor of alcohol.
Any bars nearby?

No. A couple of auto body shops,
a church up the street.

I checked the wallet.
Lives 1 0 blocks from here.

Good. You're starting to get an instinct
for the right things to look for.

He didn't walk here on his own.
Not in that condition.

Check the houses on this side of the
alley and look around for some teeth.

Guillermo Solis.
Alcohol-induced coma.

EMT says it's 50-50.

-Where have you been?
-I'm here now.

Since when does a misdemeanor
drunk in public need two detectives?

I don't think this guy fell over.
He had broken teeth, facial cuts.

-I'm calling it an as*ault.
-Any sign of robbery?

Didn't take his money.
I'm thinking he was dumped here.

So he got drunk, he passed out.

They drug him here,
let somebody else deal with it.

Not the most neighborly thing...

...but we've seen worse
and we didn't call it as*ault.

Maybe.

Hang on a second.

I saw you look out.
Now open up. Now.

-Always look out your window?
-There's cops. I was curious.

Curious enough to see something that
happened earlier across the street?

We're gonna keep talking.

It's gonna take your neighbors 30
seconds to figure you know something.

So you might as well tell me
so I can get off your porch.

Quiet.

I came home to let my dogs out...

...and I saw somebody
leaving that house.

-What did he look like?
-Got something?

-I'm not leaving till I find out.
-Look, the guy was scary.

He looked right at me
and I went cold.

He looked like evil, okay?

Go now.

-I'm gonna put you with a sketch artist.
-You said you'd leave me alone.

A lot of people wanna know
what evil looks like.

Councilman. Hey, hey.

I picked up Lemansky last night.

-Where is he?
-Back at the motel.

Feel him out before I make a move.

-What about the rest of the team?
-You were right about Lemansky.

And this Terry m*rder?

It is the soft spot.

But with me, it was still theoretical.

I mean, I'm trying to get inside it
and I will get inside it.

But I need you to add
that personal element to it.

The department brought you in to close
this and you come running back to me?

I can just see where this is going,
and I'm not above asking for help.

Besides, I thought Crowley
was your friend.

He was.

You suspected Mackey all along,
and you just let him go.

-I pursued it as far as I could.
-Yeah, well, here's another chance.

Mackey's out the door in four months.
Forced retirement.

Out the door? Fifteen-year pension.

That ain't a bad reward
for k*lling a cop, is it?

Sorry. Please, sorry.

-We could never prove it.
-But you know it.

And now we got someone
that can prove it.

Hold on a second.

-Witness give you something?
-You gotta see this.

Sure looks a lot like the Salvadoran
we leaned on today. Doomsday?

Could be it. It's hard to tell.
Besides, he's tied up.

-Is that Doomsday?
-We put this out yet?

Yeah, went out on the wire
a few minutes ago. Gets worse.

IDs came back on the victims
at the house.

Community college geeks.
No history of trouble.

One of the males' last names
was Hughes.

-As in Hughes Used Cars?
-It was his kid.

Big D said he didn't pay last week,
remember?

-So Doomsday sent a message.
-We don't know that yet.

It was a couple of busted windshields.
Why'd we push so hard?

There's still some laws in Farmington,
no matter what the voters reject.

Plus he came at me.
He was in my face.

-That the suspect in the triple m*rder?
-Yeah.

Do we know him?

Could be a Salvadoran lowlife
who lives in the neighborhood.

-We're trying to get a 20 on him now.
-You think it's another racial incident?

-I'll let you know.
-Great.

Grab some extra unis
if you need them.

Yeah, if we can find one.

So we cause a triple m*rder
before breakfast...

...start a race w*r before dinner.
Pretty good day.

Get the word out to the Aztecs
and Zulus that this wasn't retribution.

Some beef about business, that's all.

-You with me?
-Yeah.

-He chewed through that damn thing?
-Holy sh*t.

We gotta find this guy.

-You got a minute?
-Sure, come in.

I need a line on a Salvadoran,
calls himself Doomsday.

-You heard of him?
-No. Know where he lives?

Temple Colter area.
You got friends down there?

I'll have to spread
a little love around.

I need to pull this guy
off the street now.

Now, this is one of those times
you can earn yourself real money.

That's too much, Vic. All I need
is a couple dubs for my girls.

Keep what you save.

Ten times that amount
if we can get him in custody.

Everything copasetic?

-Yeah.
-That's what I like to hear.

All the emperor needs is a toga
and a violin while Farmington burns.

They offered you that job first.
You turned it down.

It would have been yours
but you screwed it up.

Mrs. Solis.

Thanks for coming in.
How's your husband?

At the hospital they said the machines
are keeping him alive.

-But his brain....
-Sorry.

We just need your signature here...

...and you can take
his personal effects.

Did you see your husband
last night?

-I took him to church for his meeting.
-Is it a 12-step program?

They didn't work for Guillermo.
He just kept on drinking.

What sort of meeting was this?

Senor Romero has them drink
until the alcohol cures the sickness.

Aversion therapy.

You weren't concerned
when he didn't come home?

Senor Romero lets them sleep
at the church...

...if they're in, you know, bad shape.

Who's Senor Romero again?

Our minister.

-Senor Romero?
-Yes.

We need to talk to you
about Guillermo Solis.

Is there a problem?

He's in a coma. He may not live.
Too much drink.

Lord bless his soul.

You were treating him
for substance abuse...

...at the church last night.

I don't treat people.
I don't have a license for that.

He attends our prayer group.

Where you feed booze to alcoholics?
That's fascinating.

Everything they drink,
they drink of their own free will.

We fight the sickness with sickness.

This aversion therapy,
it really works for some people?

It's how I conquered my issues
with alcohol.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have
my business and my church.

My ex-wife was a drunk.

Think if I'd hauled her to happy hour,
I could've saved the marriage?

-I wouldn't wanna speculate.
-Who else was there last night?

Hector Santiago.
He works at the church.

-He's going through the therapy.
-Just the three of you?

Well, the group gets smaller
as more of us are healed.

Well, keep up the good work.

Sure.

-Told you I had a feeling.
-Preachers need to stick to preaching.

Want me to ask Romero
if he's got that in your size?

Your witness was worried
about her dogs.

She made me promise
to come check on them.

Living room.

Guess Doomsday
ain't a member of PETA.

-What do we know about Doomsday?
-He's from North Carolina.

Did a stint for agg as*ault in
Atascadero, got out six months ago.

Took a guy's eye out with a fork
for stealing his food in junior high.

Keep pressing the local sets.
Guys like this make friends all over.

It's a good thing you pulled Irma in.

Where are the heads?

Nowhere. Checked the whole place.

He took the g*dd*mn dogs' heads.

What's he gonna do?
Put them on a pike?

We gotta find this freak.

Councilman.

You two know each other already.

-Curtis.
-What are you doing here?

You've got a big decision to make,
not a lot of time.

So I thought you should get
as much information as possible.

It's time for you to step
into the sunlight, Lem.

Look, I didn't do anything wrong.
You're not my captain anymore.

You took some heroin,
you got caught.

Now, we're not just talking
about your career here, Lem.

The city referendum showed all of us
what the public thinks of cops.

The department's fighting
to change that perception...

...so somebody has to pay a price.

And right now, that's you.

Well, you know what? I'll take
my chances with the truth in court.

Everything that Lieutenant Kavanaugh
told you about Terry was true.

Terry didn't have a grudge
against Vic going in...

...but it only took him two weeks
to find out that Vic was a dirty cop.

I have his original notes
detailing his suspicions.

He was your teammate,
he was a thr*at, so he had to die.

No. Never.

You didn't know, did you?

Vic never told you.

All this time, I thought the four of you
were in it together...

...but you really didn't know.

This changes everything.

You're saying you didn't know about it
until right now. It was the other guys.

I didn't say that. I didn't say that.

But you didn't know.

I mean, I respect a guy being loyal,
but now you're protecting a guy...

...for something
that you don't have any stake in.

Something that you told me
the death penalty was too good for.

This is a damn witch hunt right now.

You cannot be a cop
and be a part of it with him.

You gotta choose.

-Vic did not k*ll Terry.
-So prove it.

Wear a wire.

Ask him as a friend.
See what he's got to say.

Look, you wanna railroad an
innocent guy, go ahead and do it.

Do it, but I do not have to help.

So you'd rather take on prison...

...than someone
who took out one of your own?

That is a tough choice...

...but I understand.

Guillermo was jealous.
The drinking only made it worse.

You give him reason to be jealous?

Why are you asking me
those questions?

Those are nice shoes.

You get those from Romero?
Saw a pair like them.

They were a gift from El Senor.

How long have you been sleeping
with Romero?

I have never done that.

But he's made advances, hasn't he?

I'm a married woman.
He made me feel good.

But I told El Senor
I would not betray my vows.

You mean "till death do us part"?

You know what? Know what?

I need a decision. I need a decision.

What happened
to having some time?

Can't believe you need any.

Look, Vic is your friend
and you're loyal...

...but you also gotta be loyal
to your badge.

Gotta be loyal to yourself.

To an innocent brother cop.

It's decision time.

You tell me. Do I parade you
into Police One...

...or do I call a technician,
wire you up?

You know, Lem,
if Vic is innocent like you say...

...you'd be helping him out.

If I do...

...what do I get out of it?

-Doomsday's here?
-According to Emolia's friend.

-It's not exactly laying low.
-All right, let's go.

-On the ground now!
-Let's go! Let's go right now!

-On the ground!
-Get down on the ground!

You son of a bitch.
You do need your ears cleaned.

Where'd you put the dogs' heads?

What are you talking about?

Right.

-Where does Mackey like to put these?
-On the chest.

Make a case on Mackey, the others,
you walk away free.

Here you go. There's one more thing.

If you lie to me, try to screw me...

...or you just don't live up
to the deal...

...I will push for maximum
for distribution of heroin.

Just know that's the truth.
Did you get all that?

Perfect. Mike's working great.

Let's go.

Hey, hey. Where you going?

I've gotta run an errand. Sorry.
I'll be back in about an hour.

-Can it wait? I'm trying to close.
-Sorry.

-Is everything okay?
-Yeah, I'll hurry back.

Well, I'll start. Jump in
when you get back.

Tox report came back.
He was practically embalmed.

No way he had enough motor function
to swallow...

...much less hold the bottle.

It even amazes me sometimes
how much...

...these chronic alcoholics
can put away.

You screwing any other sheep
in your flock, Reverend?

Or you just like giving shoes
to all the pretty wives?

I don't know what you're talking about,
and in my faith...

...I am called Apostle, not Reverend.

How did Guillermo's front teeth
get broken?

-He must have fallen down.
-You shoved a bottle in his mouth.

Celia Solis wouldn't sleep with you
while her husband was alive...

...so you tried to k*ll him,
but only his brain d*ed.

The devil did that to him.
Alcohol was his demon.

Santiago said Guillermo
had the shakes.

You notice anything like that?

I left them both asleep
in the sanctuary.

I went to my office.
I wrote this week's sermon.

When I returned,
Guillermo wasn't in the church.

I figured he had sobered up enough
to walk home.

And Santiago was too out of it
to say otherwise.

You've got all your bases covered.

I'll put my hand on the Bible.

Not as much fun as putting your hand
on another man's wife.

Get in there, you sick prick.

Glad you could join us.

Hey.

Smells ripe, buddy. Hope you put
a little boom in her womb.

I had to stop by my friend's
on the way back from Chino.

Car broke down so I waited
a half day for a mechanic.

Good thing you didn't call back.

I ain't about to haul my ass out there
to pick you up. Oh, yeah.

Hey, Vic. Downtown called.

They wanna see any records
that you have on Terry Crowley.

-They say why?
-No, just want anything you got.

-Probably just wanna close out the file.
-Yeah.

All right, I gotta pull a couple of
old boxes, but I'll see what I can do.

Missed the first half.
Still in the game.

I just picked up a suspect
in a triple m*rder.

Put me in, coach.

It's not him.

Oh, for chrissakes. Don't do this.

I said it's not him.

This man k*lled three
innocent people today.

-That's not my fault.
-What about the next person he kills?

-That will be.
-He already k*lled my dogs.

Well, you think just because
you're not ID'ing him...

...he's not gonna try to k*ll you?

You're protecting a k*ller.
Makes you no better than he is.

Sorry.

For the record, I saw someone,
but not him.

What happened to your hands?

Looks like you got into
one hell of a dogfight.

Scratched them up someplace.

Senior Hughes refuses to pay you
protection, Junior winds up dead.

n*gg*r*s die every day.

Save that grin for the lineup
before I smack it off your face.

Need a witness for a lineup.

I'm holding you on suspicion
of vandalism. Cruelty to animals.

That means we're about eight minutes
into a 1 2-hour conversation.

Wanna see how cruel I can be
to animals like you?

A lot can happen in 12 hours.

Problem for you
is we don't scare like girls.

And our bite's as good
as our bark, assh*le.

We gain entry and do what?

Separate the parties,
look for visual signs of injury.

-You taking the son?
-Yeah, you get the father.

Control the scene.
Use force if necessary.

Over there.

Hey. Come here, come here.

-Did she take it?
-Calm down.

Calm down.

-Calm down.
-He's on the dr*gs again.

She steals my sh*t,
and you let her get away!

Sir.

Sir, I just need you to step outside.

sh*t.

Hey, that's enough!

Tina! That's enough!

Thanks.

-He wouldn't--
-Make him listen.

-I was trying--
-Trying gets you k*lled.

You failed to get the father out,
then used excessive force.

-You said use force if necessary.
-Controlled hits.

-Behind his knees--
-Exactly what I was doing.

No force would have been necessary,
none...

...if you had followed
proper procedure.

That's gonna need stitches.

Corrine, hi.

Hi, Jon. You picking up your son?

Yeah, my ex was supposed to.

She bailed out at the last second, so I
skipped out of work and came here.

-I'm sorry.
-It's par for the course.

Hey, guys.

Why don't you guys go
play over by the swings for a bit?

Watch your sister for me, okay?

So is it a bad divorce, or...?

Yeah.

She's with this other guy now.

I got primary custody, she's supposed
to be paying child support.

She's this big-time money manager.

I haven't seen a cent though,
in like three months.

You're kidding? I mean,
she doesn't even help out at all?

I'm just running a little late
on the tuition here.

And you? You're paying
for your children all by yourself?

Oh, no. Vic helps out.

But the occupational therapists,
and the evaluations, and--

Yeah.

Vic always comes up
with whatever extra cash...

...I need for the kids, so....

He sounds like a great guy.

Well, let's not make him a saint
quite yet.

Yeah? What's his bad side?

Just trying to compare him
to my ex's bad side because....

Okay. Well, he's hard-headed.

He likes to get his way.

And job comes first.

-Same here.
-But he loves his kids.

What's your boy's name again?

Andrew. Andy.

-Is he...?
-No, he's....

He's doing some extra work
with one of his teachers right now.

Maybe you can bring Andy around
for a play date some time?

That would be a huge, huge help.

-Billings keeps asking what we got.
-Nothing. No prints, no weapons--

-No g*dd*mn witness.
-Maybe we cut this guy loose...

...and continue this conversation
on the street.

What kind of conversation?

Irma's the only thing we had.
She ain't sticking her neck out.

We could turn him on to
Special Cases. Let them run with it.

Pass the buck?

Have the street think we're stuck
with our tail between our legs?

They got the resources, manpower--

Every minute he's free,
we're a bigger joke.

We're gonna handle this guy
so people know that we got him.

Hey, what about the guy that we met
on the Mexi sting last year?

-What about him?
-Hold on. Look, I gotta take off, man.

-Where you going?
-My stomach's bugging me.

Do you mind if I pick it
back up tomorrow?

-Sure, you gonna be all right?
-Yeah.

It's just my medicine. I'm back on it.
I left it at home.

-All right, I'll see you tomorrow.
-Take care.

He gonna get paid for today?

Keep going.

It's a great country.

Respecting the human rights...

...of a bloodthirsty piece of sh*t
like yourself.

I just might have to sue your ass.

I got a feeling your life
just took a turn for the worse.

Or it could just be wishful thinking.

You go back
to filling out your paperwork.

Stay the hell off my street.

Well, I told you to lose the earrings.

Figured it was no big deal
but I should've listened to you.

-Protocol's there for a reason.
-It won't happen again.

You know what? Do yourself a favor.

Don't turn being a cop and a girl
into a juggling act.

Yeah. All right, see you later.

You were Julien's training officer,
right?

I mean, he's a good guy and all,
he reads the Bible, but....

But maybe he has a problem
working with women.

We have the same plumbing, but that
doesn't mean I'm gonna dish with you.

I didn't mean it like that.

You wanna succeed around here?
Do yourself a favor.

Just listen up
and do like you're told.

What did I miss?

Everything.

I lasered the PowerPoints
on the Romero thing for the DA.

-They weren't biting.
-You called the DA?

Yeah. I just said I lasered them.

-What did you tell them?
-What Claudette told me.

On my way out, he asked me
where we were. I filled him in.

Well, we're still investigating.
The guy is guilty.

Your hunches notwithstanding...

...my sense is they're not gonna find
the arena sexy enough.

Sexy enough?

Hey, I'm just passing along what your
partner told me and what I found out.

You got a beef with her...

...figure it out instead of walking on me
with anger shoes.

Anger shoes?

That's him.

Hello, assh*le.

Against the wall. Come on.

Somebody called for a police escort.

Must've been you.

Always happy to help out
a citizen in need.

Let's go.

-You sure you want in?
-Yeah.

-We can do this without you.
-Where's the fun in that?

-We're a team.
-Okay.

What are you guys talking about?

Want in on what?

Now, take everything...

...that's a name-brand
trademark violation.

-You got it.
-Take him into custody.

Is it worth taking another run
at the DA?

Romero skates on attempted m*rder.

At least he won't be selling
knockoff shoes anymore.

Well, you get lemons,
you make lemonade.

Where is this hey-man-it's-all-good
whatever bullshit coming from?

-Excuse me?
-Catch the mediocrity flu...

...Billings has been passing around?
This guy tried to k*ll somebody.

He's getting off on a Class B felony
while you took a half-day.

I was out of the Barn
for an hour and a half today, max.

Come on. You're coming in late...

...when here, your head's
not in the game.

I'm sorry the case didn't make.
It was never a slam-dunk.

Hey, Julien.

"Officer Hanlon used unnecessary
and excessive force...

...in subduing the second suspect."

You really want that on her record?

That's what happened.

Look, Billings hasn't seen this yet.
Why don't you sleep on it?

She was coming to the aid
of a fellow officer.

Department is still liable for her
actions against an unarmed citizen.

She's 5'4".

Excessive for you, excessive
for her are two different things.

It's my call. Night.

Hey, have you requested
extra baton training for her?

No.

Maybe you should think about your
responsibilities as a training officer.

I also have a responsibility
to wash her out if she can't handle it.

I could have washed you out
a couple of times.

I'd like to think
that I made the right decision.

Where are the dogs' heads?

They're in the freezer.

I was gonna make them into soup.

Make that bitch who saw me drink it.

Where are we going?

Over there.

Come here, come here.

Let's go. Let's go. Get in the car.

Guy spends a weekend a month
at a whorehouse in TJ.

Likes his Mexican p*ssy.

Just keep him away
from the chihuahuas.

But he should have left this at home.

Possession of a w*apon in my country
is a very serious crime.

You can't do this sh*t.

You can't do this sh*t!

-I'm a citizen!
-Yeah?

Phones work in Mexi jails.
Maybe they'll let you call the State.

Government types aren't too helpful
getting m*rder suspects...

...out of foreign prisons.

Mexico makes our g*n laws
look like parking violations.

-Good luck.
-See you in 20 years, assh*le.

I know you hate passing the buck.

What are you gonna do?

-Hey.
-Hey, man.

Something's bothering me.
We need to talk.

-Sure, what’s going on?
-Look, I....

I was reading through those
Terry files that Danny asked for.

Why? It's ancient history.

Well, he d*ed on our watch.
Something always seemed weird...

...and now people are asking
for these files.

Where's this coming from?

What happened that night?

You were there.
You know what happened.

-You're not telling me everything.
-I am.

No, no, you're not.

-He was my friend.
-I'm your friend.

-Tell me.
-What you think you're doing?

-Don't you lie to me. Don't lie to me.
-What are you doing? Stop.

-Where's the sound?
-I don't know.

-I need the sound.
-I'm working, I'm working.

Hey.

-IAD has me wired, all right?
-What?

I just disconnected it.
IAD has me wired, okay?

They're watching us right now.

They busted me with some heroin,
they're talking prison if I don't do this.

-What else?
-I've been protecting you all day.

They're gunning for all of us.

Some IAD player and Aceveda.

Okay, I gotta make a decision,
and I gotta make it quick.

Why is it even a question?

-Because I think you're lying to me.
-I'm not.

Then you look me in the eye
and you tell me the truth about Terry.

Okay, if I don't believe you,
I'm gonna start looking out for myself.

Don't listen to them.
Don't buy into their bull--

Tell me the truth.

-We're a team.
-Yeah, that Terry was a part of once.

Come on, come on.

Now tell me.

How can you even ask me that?

They told me Terry was working
with the feds to bring us down.

Now answer me, okay?
You look me in the eye.

You tell me the truth.

I mean, if we're really a team, man,
tell me the truth already.

-Oh, my God.
-We're in on this together, all right?

-I need to go. I need to go.
-Everything's fine.

We're fi-- Everything's fine.
Where you going?

-We gotta talk. Don't.
-I need to go, man.

Where is the sound?

It's gotta be his mike.

Lem.

Lem!