01x03 - South of Heaven

[bunniefuu]

[Harmon] Previously

on On Call

[Bishop] Gangs just ID'd

Delgado's sh**ter, Eddie Watson.

Street name, Maniac.

[Harmon] East Barrio ex*cuted one

of their own for k*lling Delgado.

- Anything's possible.

- What about Maniac?

[Bishop] Still in the wind.

[Koy] How's your rookie?

He's got potential, but he

needs to pick his battles.

- Karma's a b*tch, huh?

- I was the best trainee you ever had.

Hey, speaking of Harmon, I

gotta ask you a question.

We found this.

[Harmon on video] Next

time we show up here,

you're gonna be leaving in

the back of an ambulance.

Diaz, look at me.

Did she make a threat?

[sirens wailing]

[tense music playing]

Move! Move! Move!

Get out of the way! Move!

You gotta be f*cking kidding me.

[Diaz] Stop! Drop the hatchet!

Come here. Stop!

Diaz, what's your 20?

In the office park, top

level. Eyes on suspect.

Move! Move! Out of the way!

Drop the hatchet! Stop!

Charlie-94, eyes on suspect

and Diaz. I'm in hot pursuit.

[sirens wailing]

- For f*ck's sake!

- [tires screech]

f*ck!

f*ck. Stop!

[grunting]

I gotcha! f*ck.

f*ck.

[grunts]

Hey! Stop!

Stop! Stop!

There's nowhere to go!

Don't! Stop! Hey!

No. No. No, no, no,

no! Don't do it! Stop!

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

Don't you f*cking do it.

- [loud thud]

- [suspect] f*ck! [groaning in pain]

Oh, sh*t.

Oh. [panting]

sh*t.

f*ck.

[sirens wailing]

[suspect whimpers]

He's high as f*ck.

Tried robbing a

7-Eleven with a hatchet.

Chased him all the way

from 22nd up onto the roof,

then, of course, he

swan-dived off it.

How was his form?

[Holt] Yo, Diaz.

You, uh drop this?

Mi f*cking compa. I owe you.

My advice? Leave that

part out of your report.

Even though we recovered it?

Bro, have you not heard

what they say about Harmon?

Can't trust her.

Bullshit.

She got a bunch of cops fired,

including Lasman's partner.

For, for what?

Doing their job.

Diaz! With me.

[tense music playing]

You know, this one time, I

was training this big dude,

Samoan guy, like six-foot-five,

seemed tough as sh*t.

And his first week he had a

jumper land right in front of him.

That guy literally fainted.

He got a concussion when

he hit the pavement.

I had to call in a second

ambulance just for him.

And now that guy is

a sergeant with SWAT.

Really gives me faith in SWAT.

[chuckles] Look, the

point is, it gets better.

Okay?

And that shithead was so cooked he

was gonna take a jump off the roof

no matter what, so

that is not on you.

Can I ask you something?

Mm, depends on what it is.

Last night you brought up

my brother being locked up.

You know I had to

do my homework.

Come on. No, no. You see,

I feel like you know

everything about me

and I know nothing about you.

What do you think

this is? A courtship?

I work. I take care of my dogs.

If I'm lucky, I surf.

Rinse, repeat. That's my life.

You never talk about your

time on the job before me.

What do you mean? I just

told you about my fainter.

What more do you want from me?

Okay, fine. [clears throat]

You said you had some

trouble in West, right?

People gunning for you.

Why?

Just old drama. It's nothing

you need to worry about.

- You get someone fired?

- Wait.

What?

[tires screech]

- Did I get someone fired?

- Uh, forget it.

- I shouldn't have asked.

- No. Where the f*ck did you hear that?

- Did someone say something to you?

- No. No, I was just wondering. Okay?

- [phone vibrates]

- f*ck.

Jesus.

Hey, Mom. Are you okay?

I can't No.

I don't need to chase her

because she'll turn up

when she needs something.

Yeah. I'll call you

later. Love you. Bye.

[sighs]

Everything okay?

Yeah.

My sister.

You have a sister? She

live in Long Beach?

No. LA. She used to be a cop.

Don't change the f*cking

subject. Where did you hear it?

I told you, okay. I

was just wondering.

[dispatcher on radio]

Charlie-85. 459, there now,

victims inside the residence.

Respond Code Three.

30025 East Toledo.

Charlie-85 responding.

Three minute ETA.

[siren wailing]

It's not some sh*t

you just wonder.

[Harmon] Here it is.

If our suspect is GOA,

you're taking lead on this.

- Understood?

- Yeah. Copy.

[tense music playing]

[body cam beeps]

[Harmon] Long Beach PD!

- Whoa, let me see your hands!

- No, no, they're gone.

They're gone. We're in here.

Oh, thank God you're here.

[Diaz] What happened?

- I was upstairs and I

- My husband was home alone.

I came in and I found

him tied up on the floor.

Some guy, he broke in

and hit him on the head.

He must've heard me coming

because when I walked in

he ran right past me.

[Diaz] Okay. So you weren't

here when it happened?

Oh, no, no, my husband

was home alone,

- but I-I just came in

- Ma'am, I'd like to hear from him,

if that's okay. Sir?

That was about it.

I was upstairs in the bedroom

putting some clothes away

and next thing I know, bam.

I wake up on the floor and

I hear my wife screaming.

Uh, we're gonna need an

ambulance over here at location.

- We've got a male with a head wound.

- Hey, I'm fine.

Really. I don't need

an ambulance. Look.

Hon, hon, you

could be concussed.

I said I'm fine.

Any idea how he

might've gotten in?

Was the door locked?

Uh Yeah. Yeah. It

was when I got home.

Okay. Take a look around outside. See

if there's another point of entry.

Did you see what he looked like?

Yeah. He was, um

Uh, short, young, uh

Mexican. I think.

What makes you think that?

He looked, um

He looked swarthy.

Swarthy?

Hey! Police!

Charlie-85, I'm in foot

pursuit, 459 suspect,

front yard of 30027 Toledo.

Hey! Long Beach Police

Department. Come out!

- He go in there?

- Yeah, I think so.

- What the f*ck are you waiting for?

- Don't we need a warrant?

[Harmon] Long Beach Police!

Long Beach Police Department!

- Don't sh**t.

- Whoa! Police!

- Stand up, nice and easy.

- Don't sh**t!

- [Diaz] Let me see your hands.

- Don't sh**t!

- [Harmon] Easy.

- Don't sh**t. I don't have anything.

- What are you doing?

- Turn around.

What are you doing?

I didn't do anything.

- [Harmon] Then why did you run?

- 'Cause I was scared.

- Yeah, let's go. Come on.

- [suspect] Dude.

[speaking Spanish]

[Diaz] Whoa, whoa, whoa. What?

- [speaking Spanish]

- [Harmon] Dude.

Translate.

You two mind coming out here?

[Diaz] Chill.

All right. Don't

do anything stupid.

- You need to get your head checked out.

- Don't worry

What if you actually have a

concussion, is what I'm worried about.

Oh, oh, that's him.

That's the guy who

was in our house.

- You need to pay me.

- [Diaz speaking Spanish]

- Do you know this kid?

- No, of course not.

- He's been DMing me all week.

- He's a liar.

Do you wanna tell us

what really happened?

You interrogating me now?

I'm the one who was attacked.

Okay. Well, he has

a different story.

You like BDSM sites?

Hmm? He says that's

where you guys met.

You offered to pay him to tie

you up and have sex with him,

but you were interrupted 'cause

your wife came home early.

And you believe him?

[Judith] You, you

- You did what?

- Okay. Come on. This guy's a liar.

[speaking Spanish]

[phone line ringing]

[phone vibrating]

Do you wanna get that?

Uh

- Where you from?

- San Pedro.

No, sh*t, what part?

- Wilmington.

- Wow, I grew up on Cabrillo.

- No way.

- Yeah, off Gatun.

You still live there?

No. No, I moved out.

I see.

Are you gonna arrest me?

No.

But get your sh*t

together. This ain't it.

Yes, sir.

Hey, nothing on the husband?

Solicitation?

Making a false report?

No, it's not our case to make.

We gotta hand this over to Vice.

And if we're lucky, they'll follow

up with him, close the loop, but

he's not going to jail.

Messed up how fast he threw

the kid under the bus.

Well, he'll get his. Did

you see the wife's face

- when his phone rang?

- [scoffs] Yeah.

Pinche gueros.

Hey, so you wanna tell me what

the f*ck happened back there?

- What, with the kid?

- Yeah, outside the house.

Why did you freeze up?

You had exigent

circumstance to enter.

I-I didn't know if he

was in there for sure.

I was playing it by the book.

A few days ago, you're playing

superhero, chasing after Maniac,

but now you're too chickenshit

to chase a suspect into a house?

- I'm not chickenshit.

- Okay. So what?

Come on. I thought we were at the

point where we could sh**t it straight.

- We are. I

- Does it have anything to do

with what you asked me earlier?

About me getting cops fired?

I'm just trying

to follow the law.

[phone vibrating]

You gotta know the

law to follow it.

- Hey.

- [Koy] Padawan, get my message?

Uh, no, I was tied up

on a 459. What's up?

One of my guys is getting

pulled onto HIDTA next month,

I wanna put you up for a spot.

For real?

Yeah, for real.

You're a hard charger.

I could use you.

Well, there's no shot command

staff is gonna let me off patrol.

Ah, f*ck 'em. They can't keep

you in purgatory forever.

I'd really like to

believe that, but

You're destined for

greater things. Trust me.

Mm-hmm.

Anyone get the drop on

Delgado's sh**ter yet?

Detectives think he's

across the border.

Mexico?

Makes sense. Feds'll find him.

f*ck.

[tense music playing]

Harmon?

Yeah.

I'm gonna make this happen.

Don't do anything

stupid in the meantime.

Mom again?

No.

The detectives think that

Maniac went southbound and down.

To Mexico?

You think they're right?

I gotta see a guy.

[car engine starts]

No, stay here. Start

your paperwork.

[sighs]

[Mexican music

playing in background]

Hey.

Nobody called the cops.

Smokey here?

- [knocks on door]

- [Smokey] Who is it?

Cops are here.

What the f*ck?

[Harmon] You rather I

drop by when you're open?

I'd rather you not

drop by at all.

How's the fam?

Your daughter is how old now?

What do you want?

A kid named Maniac.

He k*lled a police officer.

I heard.

You heard?

Are we really gonna

do this dance?

[speaking Spanish]

Did I stutter?

Vamanos.

You too, cabrón.

Nobody is happy about

what happened to that cop.

Officer Delgado.

You and me, we got

a mutual respect.

You know that.

It was handled.

Is that what Cortez was?

Some sort of peace offering?

Could be seen that way.

Then why didn't Maniac

get his ticket punched?

He's the trigger man.

[sighs]

Kid's dad is a big

shot caller in Quentin.

Maniac's untouchable.

Is he worth bringing

the whole house down?

That's all I got for you.

[tense music playing]

Don't you ever just show

up here like that again.

I'm not f*cking

around, all right?

You know I can take

you off the board.

I can play that way too. Amiga.

Just tell me.

Is Maniac in Mexico?

I'll make it simple.

Stop looking.

Or someone will be

looking for you.

I told you, baby, I don't know.

Some time after midnight.

No, no, no, no, no. Don't,

don't wait up for me, okay?

Because it might be later.

Oh. Gotta go. Gotta

go. Bye. Yeah.

What?

Yes. Yes, I'll pick

up creamer. Bye.

- Domestic bliss?

- Sorry.

My girl's not used to the hours.

Didn't know you like to cumbia.

Guy who owns this place is a

heavyweight with East Barrio.

Okay. What'd he say?

He said stop looking for Maniac.

Think about it.

If he was really in Mexico

There'd be nothing to look for.

So he's still in Long Beach.

[dispatcher on radio]

452. Suspect there now.

Shoreline Drive at

West Sixth Street.

Female setting cars on fire. Units

identify and respond Code Three.

[Harmon] Call it.

Charlie-85. Show us

responding Code Three.

[siren wailing]

[helicopter blades whirring]

[woman] Do your f*cking job. Get

rid of that f*cking homeless camp.

They used to keep to themselves,

but now they're everywhere.

Broke into a house down

the block last week.

sh*t in a neighbor's yard

a few days ago. Now this.

- What'd she look like?

- Feral.

Can you narrow it down?

Think she was wearing

purple sweatpants.

Which way'd she go?

Over there, screaming

like a banshee.

Right. Go check it out.

- [Diaz] Yes, sir.

- [Harmon] All right.

[Lasman] Hey, Harmon, can

you hang back for a sec?

So I, uh, I guess

you didn't hear?

Hear about what?

Department's being sued for that

street takeover the other night.

Sued by who?

Some shop owner.

When we pulled out, mob

destroyed his store.

- That was the Watch Commander's call.

- No, no, no, that was your call.

Based on how you

framed the situation.

I got us out of

a dangerous spot.

Since when is danger

not a part of the job?

I kept my trainee safe.

You kept him on a leash

because you didn't think

he could handle himself.

And because of that, we left

people to fend for themselves.

You know

Maybe you're cool with that.

I'm not.

[Holt] We're doing

this without PPE?

You wanna tell Sarge you don't

wanna get your boots dirty?

Okay, then, here we go.

[clears throat]

All right. You two go up there,

I'll check out over here.

- Yep.

- Yep.

[Holt] Jesus.

- God.

- [Diaz] Keep moving.

[Holt] Yep. Okay.

[woman screaming]

What the f*ck was that?

- I think it came from over there.

- All right, come on.

- [Diaz] See anything?

- [Holt] No.

[grunting]

[Diaz] Hey! Hey!

- Hey!

- [Holt] f*ck off.

- [Diaz] Motherfuck Stay down.

- [man] No.

- Stay down, b*tch!

- [grunting]

- [Holt] f*ck.

- Hey, no. Hey, Holt, enough.

Okay? Enough.

- Are you good? Okay.

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Oh, sh*t.

- What?

- Uh

Just don't move, okay?

- Just

- What is it?

Don't move.

- What?

- Just don't move.

- [Holt chokes]

- Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey!

Holt! Holt! Holt!

f*ck. Holt, stay with me.

f*ck.

Help!

- [coughing]

- Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, look at

me. Hey, look at me.

- [Harmon] What happened?

- [Diaz] I got you.

- What happened?

- [Lasman] Charlie-89

[Diaz] The guy just The

guy put a needle in his neck

and I Narcaned him.

Okay. Sit down. Sit down.

- [Lasman] Come on. Holt, come on.

- [Harmon] Breathe.

I Narcaned him. I Narcaned him.

Okay. Okay.

He, um, he got, he got pricked.

- And [coughs]

- Okay, okay. Calm down.

You're good. You're

good. Breathe. Breathe.

[panting]

[Harmon] You're good.

You're good. You're good.

I'm good.

[Harmon] Next on On Call

- Cuff him.

- I've got something you wanna hear.

- For real!

- [Diaz] I got it.

There were some fools

from East Barrio earlier.

- East Barrio?

- k*lled the cop, right?

All you gotta do

is say yes or no.

Seen him around?

Goes by Maniac.

Oceanside Motel.

- Stay by my side.

- Okay. Okay.

[theme music playing]