01x01 - Pilot

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[police radio chatter]

[police radio continues]

[helicopter buzzing]

4-Charlie-92.

Show me out of traffic at Anaheim

and Oregon on the last plate.

[siren squawks]

[police radio chatter]

Hey. Look who it is.

What's up, Officer Delgado?

You back on good paper already?

Yeah, been off probation a month

now. You know, I'm stayin' low.

Do me a favor. Keep your hands where

I can see them and turn the car off.

I do something wrong?

This your ride?

Es de mi papa.

He know his tags are expired?

sh*t. He didn't say

anything to me about that.

[moaning]

You been partying?

What's up with her?

No, she's just tired.

You know what I'm sayin'?

Oh, yeah? You cruisin'

Millikan High for dates now?

Chale, why you gotta

mess with me like that?

Seriously, man, how old is she?

All right, look, I'm gonna keep

it straight with you. All right?

She ate a bunch of gummies,

knocked her a*s sideways.

I'm just trying to get her home

safely. You know what I mean?

Wake her up and step

out of the vehicle.

- f*ck, are you serious?

- All three of you.

- Let's go. Nice and slow.

- Man, this sh*t ain't right.

You just be pullin' people

over for nothin' now.

Yo, is that thing on?

I want everyone to see how

you're f*ck' with me.

Yo. I'm not gonna ask

again. Out of the car. Now!

4-Charlie-92, requesting back

[g*nshots]

- [bystander] What the f*ck?!

- [tires screeching]

[whimpering]

[indistinct chatter]

[bystander] Zoom in, zoom in.

999. I'm hit. Officer down.

[dispatch] All units 999,

4-Charlie-92 at Anaheim and Oregon.

Charlie-92, your status?

Charlie-92, your status?

[sputtering]

[police radio chatter]

- Hey. 'Morning.

- Good morning.

[office chatter]

- [phones ringing]

- Hi.

Excuse me.

f*cked up, right?

Insane.

Think something's

off, wait for backup.

Field Training 101.

Command Staff's set up a

GoFundMe for her family.

Rookies donate, too.

Make sure it's at least

200. Leave your names.

Yes, sir.

Let's see who hooks the

bigger fish day one.

Sorry.

[exhales]

[indistinct chatter]

Uh, squad's ready.

Great.

Wiped everything down, checked it

for contraband, filled the tank.

Checked the 12-gauge.

So you know, I'm big on effort. I have

a low tolerance for people who b*tch.

But if you give me effort,

I can teach you the rest.

Got you.

Everyone, bring it in.

Listen up.

Gangs just ID'd

Delgado's sh**ter.

Eddie Watson.

He and the piece-of-sh*t

driver, Juan Cortez,

are still believed to be in the

city but likely trying to flee.

Watson is a member of

the East Barrio clique.

Street name, "Maniac."

I'm not making that up.

Detectives are still trying

to ID the female passenger.

We think she's a minor

being trafficked,

which could've been

motive for the sh**ting.

If you get eyes

any one of you

on either Watson or Cortez,

you do not engage alone.

Understood?

[all] Yes, ma'am.

[Bishop] I know we're all raw,

but let's keep it in check.

We have a multi-agency task force

looking for these m*therf*ckers.

That's their job.

Your job is business as usual.

Any questions?

Watch each others'

backs. Let's get to work.

Harmon, hold up.

Just give me a sec.

[Alex] Yeah, copy.

You want me to give

the rookie to Rolland?

There's no harm taking

a few days riding solo.

I got him.

Okay, then.

Be safe.

All right. Let's go.

Academy taught you

need four mags, right?

- Yeah.

- You also need four in your bailout bag.

Let me get a look at you.

Whoa, watch your back.

You forget to shine your belt?

Uh, no, ma'am.

Take the details seriously.

Polishing your boots and your belt

shows you're taking the day seriously.

I'll do better, ma'am.

Okay. Oh, sh**t, I forgot

something. Can you put this in?

Yeah.

- Officer Harmon.

- Oh. Diaz.

Now that we got that out of the way,

you can stop calling me "ma'am."

- Yes, ma'am. Uh

- Just "Harmon."

I give this to all

my trainees day one.

"Get out of jail free" card.

And they've all used it?

So far, every single one.

Do you like Cambodian

coffee, Diaz?

Yeah. I grew up on it.

Charlie-85, clear.

Look at that. We already

have something in common.

[police radio chatter]

Rocket fuel.

- Gracias.

- De nada.

So, how'd you do at the Academy?

Second in my class.

Out of how many?

- Three.

- [laughs]

Well, I'm sure that really

reaffirmed your career choice.

Mm.

It motivated me.

Where you from?

Just over the bridge. San Pedro.

Are you the only

badge in your family?

Yeah.

How'd that go over?

- [Alex] Not too good.

- [Traci] Mm.

My mom, she, uh

she hates cops.

Everything cool?

Mm-hmm.

East Barrio hotspot.

Uh

Hey, you want me to go

inside and check it out?

Where are we?

Uh, where are we now?

One of them just shot

me. Where are we?

- Uh, the Cambodian coffee truck.

- That's mobile.

Yeah, it's the one on, um

I'm bleeding out,

for Christ's sake.

Yeah, I just It's fine, um

No. Get back in

here. Shut the door.

What's the First Commandment?

Uh, First Commandment. Uh, know

your use-of-force policies.

That's the Academy answer.

Out here, you need to know

where you are at all times.

It's life and death.

- Got it.

- Okay?

Yeah. Got it.

Staffing shortages means

no more two-officer units.

You'll be out here on your own.

So study the beat maps of the area and

know them like the back of your hand.

Understood?

Understood.

Oh, uh, we got a 273-5

at Ocean and 13th.

Code 3 response is needed.

[sighs] Okay.

- Let's stimulate our minds.

- [engine starts]

[siren wailing]

Hey. Don't forget.

[body cams beeping]

[shouting within]

Keep him away from me!

- [shouting]

- Calm down, calm down.

- Hey, as*h*le, I will tase you.

- Okay. Dude. Hey! Hey!

Somebody tell me

what's going on.

- He took my purse.

- She's crazy. I didn't take sh*t.

Neighbors saw him beating on her

after she refused to give him money.

That's bullshit! She

doesn't have any money!

Okay. Just cuff him and

get him out of here.

All right. Ma'am?

Sit down. Sit down.

Charlie-85. I need

EMS on location.

- I have a female with a head wound.

- [crying]

- Ma'am, is that your son?

- Yeah.

Can you go get me some ice or

something from the freezer?

Ma'am, tell me

hey, it's okay.

It's okay. Has he done

this to you before?

You mean robbed me or beat me?

- Why would he rob you?

- He wants money for dope.

Okay. Thank you.

It's all they had.

Put this over your eye until

the paramedics get here.

Or until you get hungry.

[wincing]

[Traci] Okay. Ma'am, it's okay.

The good news is your son is gonna

cool off in lockup tonight, all right?

No, no, no, no. We just

had a little argument.

- Ma'am, he assaulted you.

- Yeah. He's my boy.

He's a good kid. He just,

you know, he got into

when he gets in one of

his moods, you know?

Believe me, I get it.

But you can't enable him.

Handing him over to you is

the answer? I don't think so.

It's not a suggestion.

Hey, don't come in here judging me

like you're better than me, okay?

We're more than good,

so you can leave.

Be a hero and get a statement.

Hey.

What's your name?

Ricky.

Answer me this, Ricky.

What kind of man

hits his own mother?

You don't know sh*t.

Okay, tough guy.

The cop that was shot near

here a few days ago

do you know anything about that?

Not any more than you.

What about this guy?

You seen him around?

Goes by "Maniac."

How about you arrest me on

whatever bullshit charge you got?

Not like I won't be

out in an hour anyways.

Next time we show up here,

you're gonna be leaving in the back

of an ambulance instead of a cruiser.

And I am gonna personally make sure that

it is for an attempted m*rder charge.

That's five-to-seven.

You hear me, as*h*le?

[body cam beeps]

You get a statement?

She locked herself in the

bathroom and won't come out.

Told you that b*tch is crazy.

- She what?

- Yeah. I tried talking to her,

but she just yelled at me and

Didn't they teach you

anything at the Academy?

- The camera goes off after enforcement.

- I know. I know.

- I'm sorry. I forgot.

- You forgot.

- Where?

- Left.

- I didn't see anything inappropriate.

- Yeah. You're not the only one watching.

Ma'am, open up. We are still

conducting an investigation.

Ma'am.

Take the door.

Ow, f*ck.

- Oh, f*ck.

- [Traci] Dispatch, where's that EMS?

[dispatch] EMS is en route.

[gasping]

Jesus.

I told you. We're good here.

We're Code-4.

[police radio chatter]

[chuckles]

So, um, you surf?

Do me a favor. Run that Ford.

Yeah.

Clean.

I saw the board in

your Jeep, so I

Yeah. Okay.

[Traci] That one.

Running plates takes

luck and skill.

You need skill to know

what you're looking for,

but luck determines

what you're gonna get.

I'm sorry. What

are we looking for?

East Barrio affiliations.

Um, okay.

Uh, well, no East Barrio or

any other clique affiliations.

- Mm-hmm.

- But

the owner does have an active warrant

out for driving on an expired license.

- Light 'em up.

- Let's do it.

[siren squawks]

[hip-hop playing

from car stereo]

[body cam beeps]

Sir, can I see your hands?

[music turns off]

License and

registration, please.

Where you coming from?

Uh, Del Taco.

[Traci] Do you have anything in

the vehicle I should know about?

[Tough Luck] Uh, no, Officer.

[Traci] Really? 'Cause if you're straight

with me, this will go a lot easier.

I have, um I

have a pipe in here.

[Traci] What kind of pipe?

Meth.

Is there meth in the car?

[Tough Luck] No. There's

nothing. No drugs.

- [Traci] Okay.

- I swear.

Okay. Keep your hands

up. That's good.

Take a step out of

the vehicle, please.

[Alex] Come on out.

Turn around, please.

- Why'd you stop me?

- Driving on an expired license.

My license isn't

expired. Check it.

He's right.

[Traci] Is this your vehicle?

It's my brother's.

I'm borrowing it.

Well, your brother's

license is expired.

- Watch him, Diaz.

- Yeah, I got him.

Hey.

Have you tried getting clean?

A bunch of times.

[Alex] Well, you got

anyone that can help you?

Mom? Dad? Cousin?

My dad he's been, um, trying

to get me into a program.

Yeah, he's clean. Put

him in back for now.

[Alex] Turn around. Hands

behind your back. Thank you.

All righty, come on.

All right, careful.

Watch your head.

Get your gloves.

Split the car up into sections

so we can be more methodical.

And remember, head on a swivel.

Yeah.

[Traci] Anything?

[Alex] He loves takeout.

[Traci] Who doesn't?

- [Alex] Ooh.

- [Traci] What?

[Alex] Found something.

He was straight with us.

Cut him loose.

Look, could I talk to him first?

What are you? Dr. Phil?

Two minutes.

Step out of the vehicle, please.

See your pipe on the hood?

You know we can take you

to jail for that, right?

You want to go to jail?

- No.

- Okay.

All right.

Call your dad.

Right now.

I can't do that.

Listen, man. Look at me.

It's your only option here.

[Tough Luck] Hey, Dad, it's me.

I'm with the police, um

Yeah.

No. I know.

Go ahead. Tell him.

Tell him you want help.

[sighs]

I want I want help.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, bye.

He, uh

He wants me to come back home.

There you go.

See? Light at the

end of the tunnel.

Okay.

I think we're good here.

Get your stuff, please. You can

take the pipe or destroy it.

Your choice.

Most trainees would've

handled that differently.

I think he might get clean.

Yeah. Keep that optimism

as long as you can.

[helicopter whirring]

[police radio chatter]

And I am gonna personally make sure that

it is for an attempted m*rder charge.

That's five-to-seven.

You hear me, as*h*le?

You know what? You can hardly

hear what you say to the guy.

[Traci] Shh. I brought

you here for a reason.

This place is like my monastery.

Let it all go.

I'm just saying, you got

nothing to worry about.

[chuckles] You've been

on a whole six hours.

Already you know what I should

and shouldn't be worried about?

Here. Take a look.

I don't need to. Report it.

I made a threat. That is misconduct,

and I'm better than that.

You want me to rat you out?

I can't ask you to lie for me.

All right, look, you don't gotta

be so by-the-book for my benefit.

Oh, f*ck the book. It's got

nothing to do with that.

I've got some people gunning for me.

I don't want that coming off on you.

Well, I'm no snitch.

[dispatch] All

units be advised

APLR identified a green Mustang,

known associate of 187

of Officer Delgado.

Last observed southbound

700 block of E. Hill Street.

Any units to handle, identify.

Consider 187 suspect

armed and dangerous.

[Traci] I think I know

where they're headed.

Why are we here?

Dispatch had the

vehicle heading south.

East Barrio's been

moving into this area,

using some of the foreclosed

homes as drop spots.

You want me to

radio another unit?

You know, get some

more eyes out here?

No. I wanna play this out first.

sh*t. That's it. That's it.

f*ck. f*ck.

Charlie-85, I have eyes on a

vehicle matching that description

moving eastbound down the

2200 block of Myrtle Avenue.

[dispatch] Copy, Charlie-85.

Be advised, do not engage

until backup has arrived.

- Do you see a plate?

- No. f*ck. Can't see around the van.

[Traci] Let me know

when you can see it.

I have eyes on

the license plate.

It is Tom-John-737.

[tires screeching]

Mustang is moving at

a high rate of speed

northbound down the alleyway

off of Myrtle Avenue.

[sirens wailing]

Come on, come on, come on.

[horn honks]

Move, move, move.

He's gonna f*cking k*ll someone!

Jesus Christ!

Car, car, car!

[Traci] Yeah, yeah,

yeah! I got it! I got it!

f*ck. f*ck!

[tires screeching]

Oh, sh*t!

Diaz, call EMS!

[Alex] Charlie-85, Charlie-85.

Get out of the car! Slow!

Show me your f*cking hands!

Whoa, freeze! Freeze!

[Alex] Hands! Hands!

[groaning]

- [Alex] Don't move! Hey!

- [Traci] Hey!

- [Alex] Hey!

- [Traci] Hey! Diaz! Diaz!

Diaz, stand down!

[Alex] Stop!

- f*ck! f*ck!

- [groaning]

[Traci] Charlie-85, my

partner's in foot pursuit.

I still have one in the car.

[grunting]

[panting]

[Traci on radio]

Diaz, what's your 20?

Diaz, do you copy?

What is your 20?

[panting]

Diaz, respond!

Hey! Let me see

your f*cking hands!

[panting]

[Traci on radio] Diaz,

come in. Where are you?

Vacant home. Vacant home on the

corner of Conley and Valley Drive.

Suspect's inside.

[Traci on radio] Copy. En route.

Stand down until I get to you.

Hands! Let me see your hands!

What'd I do?

[gasps]

Okay. Did you clear the house?

- No, he's not here. He must've

- Stop talking.

Charlie-85. Suspect fled on

foot and is still outstanding.

sh*t.

You aren't acting right.

Why the f*ck wasn't he

listening to his radio?

I am sick of your

cowboy mentality.

Driver didn't make it.

K9 and air support

can't find Maniac,

and Cortez is still out

there, so we've got sh*t.

And when I clock out, I gotta

explain to the watch commander

why I disobeyed orders and I

almost got my trainee k*lled.

- Didn't you hear me say "stand down"?

- Yes, I did.

But you said you

were big on effort.

Yeah. I'm also big on IQ, all

right? Entering alone is not smart.

What was I supposed to do,

huh? Just let him get away?

You are not hearing me.

What did Lasman

tell you earlier?

Sergeant Lasman?

Yes. You two were chopping it up

in the motor pool. What did he say?

Is he the one gunning for you?

Answer my f*cking question, huh?

What did he say to you? Did he

tell you not to listen to me?

Did he fill your head with more

of that warrior-mode bullshit?

He said Delgado was

one of your trainees.

And that you'd take

her m*rder the hardest.

I'm sorry. I I didn't

want to say anything.

Okay? I'm trying to

be respectful here.

Yes.

Yeah, she was one

of my trainees.

She was lucky to have you.

What's the fastest you've

ever gotten it back?

- Keep it.

- No.

I'm not gonna need it.

You want to put money on that?

[dispatch] All units be advised 211

in progress at 2415 Pacific Avenue.

Charlie-85. Two minute ETA.

Clear your head. We still

got half a shift to go.

[police radio chatter]

[sirens wailing]

[Traci] This season

on On Call

[panting]

[grunting]

- [Alex] You good?

- [Traci] I was.

Until you completely

f*cked with my vibe.

- Oh, okay.

- All right? Yeah.

Police! Open up!

[Traci] You need skill to

know what you're looking for.

Luck determines what

you're gonna get.

[Traci] Coming up, knocking

people around was the norm.

It is imperative for you to

be smarter and more strategic.

[indistinct shouting]

[grunting and groaning]

[Traci] Every move we make

is under a microscope.

[Alex] You're holding me to

some impossible standard.

No! No!

[Lasman] If we're gonna

make any real difference,

we gotta learn how to

stand shoulder-to-shoulder.

We only get one shot at this.

- [Alex] So what's the move?

- Stay by my side.

[Traci] We think we know

what this job is.

until we get that one call.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- [screaming]

- [Traci] Breathe. Breathe.

- [gasping, breathing heavily]

♪

You are either 100%

with me or not.

[Alex] I'm 100% with you.

[police radio chatter]

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