02x11 - Down Time

[bunniefuu]

Terry: What's in the bag, Torres?

The man is speechless.

Oh, look at that.

Management Control.

At the end of an illegal money trail.

You think that's gonna end his career?

Terry: Huh.

I think it'll give us a warrant to search his house.

Garage looks interesting.

My family's in there.

What do you want?

Come on.

We're gonna go for a little ride.

I don't know what you think you're gonna do to me, but the Marine Unit's all over the Bay.

Ah, Bayerson and his crew, right?

Love those guys.

Yeah, and they love Management Control.

Here.

Anybody tail you guys?

No, we're good.

[beeping]

Ah, this should be fun.

I don't know that much about The Union.

I'm just part of the process.

I got a message telling me that the money was coming, and...

How'd you get the message?

There's a check-cashing place in Noe Valley.

Owner's a C.I.

He calls me when something comes in.

So, you're a captain in The Union?

Guess your father broke it down for you.

How about you not mention my father again?

All right, all right, so you got the message that the money was coming. Then what?

And... where and when to make the drop.

Okay, so, where and when? Come on, man.

The Marina Green. 9:00 A.M.

Who would pick it up?

I don't know.

The whole thing is designed to be anonymous.

You know what? Maybe we should look into that warrant.

Early retirement becomes jail time. I like it.

I can't know what I don't know.

You're lying!

That means a lot coming from a piece of sh*t like you.

[grunts]

Hildy: Junior!

Terry: Hey!

[grunts]

Hey!

All right, all right.

Come on, come on, come on, outside! Go!

What, are you gonna report me to Management Control?

Move!

Yeah, assh*le, get off me.

g*dd*mn animal. [sighs]

What the hell is the matter with you?

You want to know who the head of The Union is?

It's Torres. I promise you. No way he can be that clueless, all right?

We're being played right now.

And you believe this why?

My gut, okay?

Believe it or not, you're not the only person that has one.

Guy's Management Control.

Who better to run a corruption ring? H-He's got the inside.

So, your plan is to, what, just b*at the sh*t out of him?

I lost my temper.

You need to go home.

No, I don't!

Yeah, you do!

[sighs] Why?

Look, you... you helped us get this far.

Just let Terry and I finish, okay?

♪ ♪

Go home.

Wake up with your kids.

♪ ♪

[siren wailing in distance]

Terry: This is why you threatened my partner?

Why you told her to stay away from Junior?

You were worried it would blow back on you.

Hildy: What did you call my brother again... a dirty mess? [chuckles] That's hysterical.

Let's drop the pretense, okay?

I don't want to go to jail. I don't want to be humiliated.

I will give you what I can give you... names of cops I tapped, orders I passed on to them.

What are you gonna give me?

That depends on who's on the list.

Walt Martin? Kaleb Peat?

Are they on there?

You got them connected to The Union?

Look, I didn't k*ll anybody.

Though you could've ordered it.

Done the hit on Criolla, too.

No way.

[knock on door]

Come in!

[door opens, closes]

That was quick.

Siletti: Hey, Hildy.

Hey, uh, you two will bring Koto up to speed on this first thing, right?

Well, that's assuming he's not involved.

I mean, at this point, anyone at 850 could be, right?

Daddy Koto's kid? No way.

Loop him in.

Yeah.

[sighs]

Jesus Christ. [chuckles]

Nick Torres.

Could there be a more perfect definition of irony?

I've got names.

I want the name... top of the pyramid.

And I would gladly give you that if I had it, but I don't.

Well, I'm not interested.

Y-You're not interested in guys who did more than $2 million in graft last year?

Come on.

This is gonna be big.

Oh, Siletti's got nuts.

I know, right?

He may win the Maker trial and then end up cracking a police-corruption ring, like, within days of each other.

He's feeling it.

Yeah.

So, my brother thinks that Torres is the head man.

He thinks he's just playing dumb.

Torres, meaning the money would stop with him.

That's an interesting theory.

You think there's any truth to it?

We got to follow the money to find out.

Yeah.

♪ ♪

Man: Tacked off, left side!

♪ ♪

[birds calling]

[indistinct conversations]

♪ ♪

He looks tense, yo.

[conversations continue]

♪ ♪

Piece of sh*t's gonna try and run.

♪ ♪

Lieutenant?

I got him.

♪ ♪

[car door closes]

♪ ♪

Smarter than you look.

♪ ♪

[birds calling]

See anybody?

Negative.

This is taking too long.

You don't just leave 70 grand out in the open.

Someone should've been here 10 minutes ago.

Torres is laughing at us right now.

♪ ♪

Heads up, guys... here we go.

♪ ♪

He's headed towards Lincoln.

Yeah, I see him.

♪ ♪

He just made Junior.

♪ ♪

Terry, he's headed right for you.

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[grunts]

Aah!

[handcuffs click]

Up you go.

[sighs]

[breathing heavily]

Hildy: You good?

Bag's right there. Yeah, I'm good.

[breathing heavily]

Let's go.

So, who do we think this kid is?

He's clearly not a cop.

Maybe a courier for The Union?

Just a douche bag in the park that stole a duffel bag.

You know this guy? You recognize him?

Never seen him before.

I never stick around to see who picks up the drop.

Why not?

Less I know, the better.

That's the way the whole thing works.

Roll the window back up.

I guarantee you, this kid has no idea what he stumbled onto.

Seriously, Hildy, go ask him what's inside.

[indistinct conversations]

Hey.

Why'd you take this?

I'm not saying anything.

I know my rights.

Did you know it was filled with this?

Holy sh*t!

I had no idea... h-hand to God!

[bag zips]

I should've brought my bike.

[sighs]

Well, it looks like your douche-bag theory was correct.

I'll book him on the misdemeanor.

What about Torres?

He's got a deal in place with Siletti.

It's time for him to go file his retirement papers.

Of course he does.

Well, this was a great g*dd*mn waste of time.

You believe me now?

Still doesn't mean Torres is the head guy.

[car door closes]

No? Okay, so, why didn't anybody get the cash?

[engine turns over]

Hmm? Somebody tip off the pickup guy?

Think about it.

Who could've done it... me, you, Terry, Koto?

Maybe the pickup guy was just late. I don't know.

There is no pickup guy! This is all bullshit!

The money ends with Torres!

He played possum, sold out a couple of his weasels, and now he's sailing off into the sunset with a fat pension, and you guys are cool with this!

Are you serious right now?

Ain't nobody cool with nothing, all right?

We still got to check it out.

You do that.

[rap music playing]

So... what you doing for the rest of the summer?

Chillin'?

Oh, as soon as I get the money, I'm going to Maui.

Nice.

Yeah, I got that travel bug.

Like an addiction.

You got them hips, too.

You gonna go over there and do the hula?

[laughs] You ever been?

Couple times.

Well, you know what's even better?

What?

Tahiti. [blows]

It's not even that much longer of a flight.

It's just seriously pricy.

Yo.

Candace is gonna do the hula for us.

[laughs]

I am holding scissors, Suge.

Fatty B.: Chill out.

Bro, what's up with you?

Brothers are getting restless, Suge.

How you figure?

We shut down too long, people start thinking it's permanent.

They're starting to trip.

Give us a second, baby doll.

Okay.

[mid-tempo music playing]

Nobody is talking about shutting down.

We just got to lay low for a piece till our situation changes.

Yeah, but they starting to see that as your situation.

[music continues]

My situation is our situation.

And if you find that witness, this whole thing is over.

So, tell me... what is your problem, "B"?

My problem is, I already talked to the Chinatown connect.

I talked to the inside guys at five-o.

sh*t's locked down tight, Suge.

And that's all you got?

♪ ♪

You telling me that you can't dig a little deeper?

Nah.

I can.

♪ ♪

Then do it.

[birds calling]

[indistinct conversations]

[keys jingling]

Alyssa: David?

Alyssa.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Hoping not to screw it up this time.

Can we talk?

Yeah. Yeah.

[keys jingle]

[keys jingling]

[sighs] Can I get you something?

Um...

You want some tea?

Yeah, sure.

[sighs]

[glasses rattling]

[water running]

[water stops]

[sighs]

Thought you wanted to talk.

I do.

[horns honking in distance]

Well, then talk.

Look, this isn't easy for me, okay?

People don't just... talk about their feelings where I'm from.

You're talking to a Homicide detective.

Then how come it's so easy for you?

It isn't.

But being honest is really important.

It matters. I make the effort.

And the people in my life got to do the same.

Otherwise, it's just too much work.

That day... that you came to see me at the club...

Yeah?

...I shouldn't have sent you away.

[sighs]

I should've left with you.

[chuckles]

You... you asked me who I was afraid of.

And... in my mind, I was like, "Oh, Christ, who am I not afraid of?"

The girls at the club, the men I dance for... they all scare me.

I look at them, and I see... these pieces o-of myself that I've, like... given away.

And I'm scared I can never get back.

And then I look at what's left, and it's just... [sighs]

Do you get what I'm saying?

Not yet. No, but...

...keep talking.

There's a lot of me that... feels... dead inside.

Look, this is not me feeling sorry for myself.

It... it's just the truth.

♪ ♪

And it's my fault.

[cries]

I did it all.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Jamie: I know you're upset, and you don't have to talk to me.

Truthfully, I don't know what you remember about your uncle or don't.

But I know that he did horrible things to you.

I wouldn't have said it otherwise.

You... put... images... in my head.

And now I'm gonna spend the rest of my life trying to figure out if they're real.

Is this what you fought for?

No, I fought for everything else in your life.

I fought for you.

Eventually, you're gonna land, Dustin, with some kind of life in front of you.

None of us know how long we have.

But you're gonna be better off with some kind of understanding of who you are.

Who the hell are you to tell me that?

♪ ♪

Just the one who's here.

[scoffs]

For now.

[sighs]

[police radio chatter]

Hey, guys.

[telephone ringing]

[chatter continues]

Navarro: Hey.

What's going on?

Don't know. Something's going down.

I don't know if Torres had anything to do with this, but Koto's in there with the D.A. and a Vice cop.

Huh.

What's up with you?

Nothing.

[chuckles] Yeah.

Hey.

So, you were a soldier in The Union. What were your duties?

I want to talk to my F.O.P. rep first.

[scoffs] Really?

You know, we got everything we need from Torres.

You're done as a cop, Mulcahey, and you're going to jail.

For how long is up to you.

We're only asking for your side of the story as a courtesy, so it's time to make a change and stop being a dumbass!

[sighs]

All right, I-I-I got tapped right after we busted a couple of meth labs in Excelsior.

We pulled in a ton of cash and product on those busts.

Torres must've known.

[sighs]

Did you skim or sell?

Both.

Did you distribute the product?

No.

I unloaded it to various dealers for cash, straight up.

Were the... dealers local?

No. I'd go to Sacramento.

Garrison: Reno.

What else?

Credit-card numbers.

Identity theft?

Ramos: We worked a few cases against the Armenians.

They had some printouts.

I just sold them to the competition.

Who was the competition?

The Salvadorans were running a few illegal gambling spots in South San Francisco.

Offered them protection for a cut.

It was pretty simple.

And you delivered the profits to Torres?

I'd make a drop... at the check-cashing place.

Was there anybody else involved that you know?

Soldiers, captains, anybody?

Only person I ever talked to was Torres.

I only saw the guy once.

That was only when he tapped me.

Everything else was anonymous... where to go, what to do.

[sighs] I thought it was perfect.

[handcuffs click]

♪ ♪

That's a lot of cops.

Five, including Torres.

Well, that's just the tip of the iceberg.

Unless Junior's right.

He thinks that, uh, that Torres is the head, that he's been playing dumb.

What do you guys think?

I think he'd have to be a hell of an actor.

We can't connect him to Criolla or Sarah Tran.

He was definitely shocked when we told him that Walt and Kaleb were in The Union.

All of his soldiers alibi out of the four murders, so...

I think we just chopped off an arm of this thing.

I think there's got to be more.

The only question that we haven't answered is why the drop didn't go off.

We have to consider the fact that maybe there wasn't supposed to be a drop in the first place.

Hildy: Mm.

All right.

These busts should make enough noise to keep Torres on ice for a little while longer.

I'll press him around the edges a bit, see what I can find.

Okay.

All right.

[telephone ringing]

Hey. Uh, you guys got a minute?

Yeah. What's up?

Have either of you spoken to the witness that I.D.'d Suger?

Oh, that's Junior's witness, not ours.

All right, so, a couple of years ago, there was a group of Triad kids knocking over convenience stores.

I nosed around, and there was a group of girls who knew them.

The woman who came in on Suger... she was one of them.

How old was she?

22, 23, but sketchy.

How so?

Uh, she keeps changing her story.

First, it's one guy, then it's another guy, then it's his cousin.

I mean, she thought she could work me.

So, you're saying she's an unreliable witness?

No, I'm saying that she's not scared of gaming a cop.

And she's probably one of those people that has an agenda.

Oh, an agenda?

For real?

I know what you're thinking, and that's not what this is.

I mean, I'm not telling you that she's lying.

I'm not trying to blow this case up.

I'm just saying, if I were you, I'd dig deep with this woman.

Otherwise, the case might not stick.

Well, you should talk to Junior, not us.

I don't think this is something Junior really wants to hear.

[horns honking, dog barking in distance]

Man: Throw the ball!

[birds chirping]

Your boss is keeping a low profile.

Got to play it safe right now.

[chuckles]

[speaking Chinese]

The hell does that mean?

Too little, too late.

We'll see.

[indistinct conversations]

So, you are his proxy.

What does he want?

Why don't we talk about what you want, Chan?

What do you think I want?

To get back to business with no problem.

Look, Suger's gonna be gone.

And when he is...

I'm gonna be your man.

[birds chirping]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Okay, say when.

Oh, that's perfect.

Cool.

Well, our coffee's far from perfect, but enjoy.

Thanks.

Great bag.

Oh, thank you.

Okay, can you, uh... You can just sit right here.

Okay.

That's great.

Thanks. I appreciate you coming in.

Oh, sure.

They told me I might have to, so...

Yeah, it's pretty standard. It's just a-a few follow-up questions.

Sure.

All right, so, going back to the night of the sh**ting, you said that you were standing in a doorway across the alley from the restaurant where the victim walked out?

That's right.

And you were smoking a cigarette?

Yeah. It was windy, so I had to go to the doorway to light my cigarette, then I got a text from my girlfriend, so...

So, you stuck around?

Yeah.

Oh.

[telephone ringing, door opens]

Hildy: Do you remember what time it was?

Hey.

Hey.

What's this?

You met her on the beach.

Oh, it's the follow-up.

With my witness?

Yeah, somebody called and said that she might not be reliable, so we just wanted an impartial take.

Impartial my ass. You know, you two... you like to get your hands all over everything, don't you?

This is bullshit.

So... according to the report, it says you were 25 feet away from the sh**ting when it happened?

Oh, yeah, I saw him. It was pretty clear.

Was it a full moon that night?

I don't know. [laughs]

[chuckles]

I'm just... I'm just asking because... there's no lights in the alley, so I don't know how you would've seen him otherwise.

Well, there were when I was there.

I saw the Asian guy come out of the restaurant, then the black guy jumped him, hit him with his g*n, and sh*t him in the face.

It was over in like 10 seconds.

Is someone paying you to say this?

Paying me? What are you talking about?

I'm just... I'm just trying to figure out why you would choose to come into a police station and start telling lies.

I'm not telling lies.

We triangulated your phone, Marissa.

You were nowhere near the alley that night.

So, unless you want me to arrest you for obstruction of justice, you need to start telling me the truth, and you need to start telling me right now.

♪ ♪

So, did she actually recant?

No, she just stopped talking, but it was clear I'd caught her in a lie.

Why didn't Junior catch that?

Well, she knew the story. You know, she had good details.

I mean, she seemed like a reliable witness.

It wasn't my brother's fault.

But you two had doubts?

Yeah, that's only because we got a tip from Veracruz.

She knew the woman from a previous case.

[sighs] All right, so, if you're right, this woman came to us with false testimony.

Why?

Well, it's not clear.

The victim was an associate of Andy Chan, and he used to trade punches with Suger, so...

All right, so, she might be aligned with Chan.

Hey, you didn't actually triangulate her phone, did you?

That would be a no. [chuckles]

Let's make it a yes.

Get a warrant, get Keefer on it.

Make it official.

I'll call Siletti and let him know this week might not be so perfect after all.

All right.

Uh, what happened with Torres?

Is he playing us?

My gut says no.

We got him over at the ocean view motel.

I-I spent a couple hours with him, talked about the drop, why it didn't work out.

You know, it's... it's possible we just got made by whoever was making the pickup.

Yeah, and whoever it is clearly knows who we are.

[piano music playing]

[indistinct conversations]

[sighs] You're all set.

Hello, there.

Hey.

What can I get for you?

A glass of a Cabernet and a menu.

Perfect.

So, you been eating out, or are you just tired of room service?

[sighs] Tired of hiding, actually.

Oh, who are you hiding from?

Well, maybe you haven't gone online recently.

I'm not just some Bay Area d*ke teaching crafting out of my garage.

Well-done.

[both laugh]

Thank you.

I plan on using that line someday myself.

[laughs] For your sake, I hope you don't have to.

So, I saw the trial's all wrapped up.

All but the judge's decision.

So, now you just wait?

[sighs]

[scoffs] Is it k*lling you?

In a manner of speaking.

He's not going for the death penalty, is he?

In this city? [scoffs]

It's crazy the thing even exists.

I know, I know.

I'm preaching to the choir.

No, no. Preach on, sister.

Well, it's just, every time they k*ll one of those people in Texas or in Florida, I-I seriously believe it stunts the evolution of mankind.

Wow.

[indistinct conversations]

[chuckles]

I'm just happy I live in California.

Someday, everybody else will catch up.

It's, uh, amazing that you believe that.

Uh, uh, excuse me one second.

Man: Thank you.

Hey.

[piano music playing]

All right.

You know what you want?

[sighs]

[crickets chirping]

[sighs]

I'm coming in there!

Alyssa: Keep your ass in that bed.

[both laugh]

[dog barking in distance]

Holy sh*t!

You made French fries from scratch?

Uh-huh.

Mmm!

We're gonna have salad, too.

No! French fries.

[laughs]

Mmm!

Mmm.

What did you put in these besides cr*ck?

Oh, I just put cr*ck. [laughs]

I think this is the perfect date.

[laughs]

[laughs]

When do you go back to work?

An hour ago.

I can't do it anymore.

I made a good choice with you.

I can't afford to make another bad one.

Alyssa, I-I don't care what you did.

I-I don't.

I care.

Look, I made just about every bad choice you could possibly make in that place.

I mean, dr*gs, using people, letting myself be used.

I didn't prost*tute myself, if that's what you're thinking.

At least not literally.

No, I-I wasn't thinking that.

Well, other girls did, and I was around it.

I don't know why I'm telling you this.

Those other girls... did, um, did they do it on their own?

It sounds like you're asking me as a cop.

No, I'm just... I'm just asking. It's just me.

Good.

'Cause from what I can tell... it was organized.

And... one of the girls said that the guy running them... was a cop.

♪ ♪

Looks like your girl was lying after all.

She did send a few texts around the time of the sh**ting.

But not from Chinatown.

No, Lakeside.

If my calculations are correct, she was at the galleria, which makes total sense because Nordstrom was having a k*ller sale on shoes.

So, Suger Cascade walks.

Hildy: No witness, no case.

Dude is Teflon.

Terry?

Yeah?

You have a minute?

Yeah, man.

I'm gonna give this to Koto.

So... I was talking to Alyssa last night.

Y-You remember her, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, so, we... you know, we decided...

I mean, we're, um...

You know, it's not really important, but the main point is just that she was talking a lot about The Invisible Hand.

Okay.

And... she was kind of talking about... everything.

And, um, and she was... [sighs]

[clears throat]

You know, she said was there was prostitution there, but...

Alyssa said that she thought... that it was all being run by a cop.

Okay, did she say who?

She said she didn't know, but, Terry...

I've been there a few times.

I've only ever seen one cop there, and the girls... they know him.

They flock to him.

A-And I don't like what I'm thinking, but I'm... I'm feeling it. It's Junior.

How did you know?

I don't really, but...

I'm feeling it, too.

And, you know, you should get out of here.

Yeah.

♪ ♪

So, we're investigating a corruption ring at 850.

Walt and Kaleb were a part of it.

We think it might've gotten them k*lled.

Corruption... so, anyone in the building could be involved.

Yeah, it's widespread.

A lot of this business is being dealt with, uh, at The Invisible Hand.

W-What kind of business?

Oh, illegal loans, high interest, brass-knuckle enforcement, and prostitution.

Now, if a cop...

[sighs]

...is running girls out of the club...

That's probably part of the same corruption ring.

Exactly, exactly.

Now, here's where Junior comes in.

He was a part of the loans.

We think he was running the girls, too.

Okay, so, you... you... you are already investigating Junior?

For how long?

No, see, Junior came to Hildy for help, but we have a feeling he didn't tell her the whole story.

Wait, Jesus, so...

Hildy doesn't suspect?

No, she doesn't suspect anything.

What the hell are we gonna do about that?

You don't worry about Junior and Hildy, all right?

I got that.

You got to finish the job with Alyssa.

Wait, finish the job?

Mm-hmm.

You got to get her to tell you everything she knows... everything.

Terry, look, man, it isn't like I can force her to tell me the truth.

You got to trick her, manipulate her, lie to her.

I don't care.

But we're talking dead cops here, all right?

You got to do your job.

[indistinct conversations]

[telephone ringing]

[sighs]

Hildy? For a minute?

[conversations continue]

[sighs]

What's going on?

I, uh, I have some information about Junior.

What kind of information?

It's the bad kind.

We think he may be doing more than just getting loans from The Invisible Hand.

He might be running the girls there, too.

[scoffs] Bullshit.

What do you mean "he might"?

Wait, Hildy, just give him a second.

Who gave you the information?

Molk.

♪ ♪

Should've come to me first.

Uh... there wasn't any time.

[sighs]

Do you have proof?

No.

But just so you know... when I speak to him...

I'm going at him like I have everything.

♪ ♪

Uh... if this is about the other day, uh...

I was out of line.

I lost my temper, so, uh... uh, uh, I'm sorry.

Why don't you have a seat?

[siren wailing in distance]

[sighs]

We know about the prostitution ring that you're running at The Invisible Hand.

We know how long you've been doing it.

And we know all the girls involved.

[chuckles] Are you kidding me?

Do yourself a favor.

Don't... don't talk unless...

I ask you to.

I'm gonna offer you a deal.

I already ran it by Koto.

He's cool with it.

If you cop to this, no criminal charges, no corruption on your record.

You resign from the force today, clean.

If you want a minute to think about this...

I will give you one minute.

♪ ♪

Is my sister watching?

Your sister is the only reason this deal is even on the table.

♪ ♪

30 seconds.

♪ ♪

I'll take it.

♪ ♪

[indistinct conversations]

Are you the reason the drop never happened with Torres?

You make a call?

I was just slowing it down.

Who did you call?

Alyssa.

She's the one that's in charge of the money.

Come on, hillbilly, don't... don't look at me like that.

♪ ♪

This is me.

This is who I've always been.

♪ ♪

Prostitutes.

[sighs]

You're a scum bag.

♪ ♪

[door opens]

[door slams]

[train bell rings]

[knock on door]

Alyssa: Who is it?

It's David.

What are you doing here?

I-I couldn't wait till tomorrow night.

Can I take you to dinner now?

[horn honks in distance]

French wine.

Goes with French fries.

[chuckles] S-Sure.

Come on in.

Just give me a minute. I'll throw something on.

Okay.

Oh, son of a bitch.

[floorboard thuds]

[thud]

[thud]

Hey, how cold is it outside?

It's actually pretty chilly. Um... y-you're probably gonna need a sweater and maybe a hat.

Hey. Wow.

You look great.

Well, since you just showed up, I figured you had something special in mind.

You want to go?

Yeah.

[horns honking, indistinct conversations]

You asked for extra sugar, right?

♪ ♪

Mmm. I'm straight now.

You want to see something?

[engine turns over]

♪ No sugar in my coffee

♪ It makes me mean, Lord, it makes me mean ♪

[keys jingle]

Yo, so, what am I supposed to be looking at?

Me.

[birds chirping]

I heard you went to go see Andy Chan.

He say anything about the witness?

No.

What else y'all talk about?

[chirping continues]

Chan told you.

Yeah.

He told me my boy is making plans to take over.

You think you ready?

If I had to be.

Chan don't think you're ready.

Don't matter what Chan thinks.

Matters what Potrero thinks.

Yeah, and I'm the man up in there, not you.

I've been cleared, so you need to step back to where you belong.

[sighs]

Or maybe it's time for a damn change.

♪ ♪

Give me your burner.

Give me your damn burner, homey!

Slow!

Okay, homey.

[g*n thuds]

Damn.

You ride or die with this.

I'm the one holding this g*n, not you.

This is what's best for Potrero.

Ain't even personal.

[chuckles]

sh*t is always personal, "B."

♪ ♪

This is how every king takes the crown.

You want it?

♪ ♪

You got to come get it!

♪ ♪

What now?