03x08 - Cracking Ice

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NARRATOR: Previously on:

We keep hauling in this many fish, we might need to find you new digs.

You're assigned to Trish for the day.

I'll try to break you in easy.

I have no problem working with the Decoy Squad, but we don't work for them.

That's right. You work for me.

I want my own child too. With you.

A man like Shane Vendrell can get his woman pregnant without even trying.

I will go to the doctor and I will see what I can do.

DUTCH: We think this cuddler r*pist has been around for a while.

The victims could just pile up until he makes a mistake.

So far, he hasn't made one.

If you live in the area, keep your blinds drawn at all times, because he scopes out his victims during the day.

Your ex-wife and son were found m*rder*d.

I'm very sorry.

You hired someone to knock over your house?

I have a coin collection from my dad.

She got half in the settlement.

You hired someone to steal them?

It was a one-time thing.

This guy came back for seconds, k*lled them both.

Arnovic has given a full confession.

What's that gonna mean for Tommy?

Probably his job.

We can't spend a nickel until we know which bills are marked.

Treasury's got Aceveda checking bills on any bust over a grand.

VIC: List's in Aceveda's safe. LEM: Just get the list.

Got it. Go.

If we're looking for a body, it must be Lauren.

You still got that boyfriend? Still got that wife?

No. Still got that boyfriend?

I can't do tonight. It's probably a sign.

It's a scheduling snafu. No, it feels like a sign.

SHANE: Move. LEM: Go, boy.

Move. Here we go.

Get him.

[LAUGHS]

Get out of town.

Oh. SHANE: Blast right now.

[CAR HORN HONKS] MARA: That's me.

Love you.

LEM: There you are.

Oh. Get out.

SHANE: Damn it.

Ah. Respect me, bitch.

SHANE: I love you too, baby.

All right, we're goin' again.

Is everything cool with Mara? Yeah, why?

I don't know. She seemed like she was in a mood or something.

Ah, sh*t.

Everything's fine.

It's just that this first trimester's like a 90-day PMS ride.

Yeah. Or maybe she thinks you're not taking it so seriously?

SHANE: We're getting married, aren't we?

What, you set a date? No, not yet.

What about a ring? Bought her a Lexus.

She can wear that on her finger.

Oh, she knows I love her. Yeah, dude, but... a ring lets her show the rest of the world that you love her.

You getting your vag*na waxed next week?

Ow. [CELL PHONE RINGS]

I'm serious. Man, come on.

You gotta stop that.

Well, you gotta pony up for the rock, man.

Yeah.

RONNIE [ON PHONE]: Hey, it's me.

I need you down at the storage unit ASAP.

Where's Lem? SHANE: He's with me.

Is there a problem?

Not on the phone.

LAUREN: Got here as quick as I could.

Figured we'd catch another case. Who knew it'd be this soon?

Maybe it's a sign.

What's the situation here?

Actually, it's pretty quiet.

Seems to be a total lack of a situation.

Well, the message said there was a drug dealer working here.

Well, I may have over-exaggerated the, uh, police nature of this call.

[DOG WHINES]

And, uh, I suppose you've got... a key to one of those rooms in there.

Look, we've been dancing around each other for a couple of years, and I'm just wondering what would happen if we, uh, ran out of excuses.

I'm on duty. I'm not.

You got a pager if they need you.

I've got a boyfriend.

[GROWLING]

We already established that.

It's really not a good idea.

You're right. You should get back.

What am I supposed to do with Koto?

[SQUEAKING] [BARKS]

[POP MUSIC ON RADIO] [MOANING]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Do you need to get that? No.

That's what voice mail's for.

[SQUEAKING] [GROWLS]

[PHONE RINGING]

[SNAPS TWICE]

That's the hello line.

[BEEP, PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Quiet!

Hello?

Hi, Mama. It's Toya.

Trish, you all right?

Nothing. Just chilling.

Um... listen, I ain't gonna make it by for dinner.

Can you say where you are?

I'm gonna kick it with some friends tonight.

Holler at Walon for me, all right?

I love you too, Mama.

Trish is in trouble.

Walon too.

No more calls. Why? What's up, boo?

That white dude you hooked us up with is a cop.

Oh, n-no. No way. Undercover.

Oh, quit clowning. I just got confirmation.

Where you heard that?

What you know about him?

Oh, tips good. Drinks Scotch.

Shitty marriage. You know.

I thought we were coming here to have some fun.

We could be in some sh*t.

You included.

Fifties can't do nothin'.

You ain't even done the whack yet.

No, but I agreed to.

You'll stick with me... till I can get this sh*t taken care of.

All right.

Just let me check my face.

[KNOCK AT DOOR] Who is it?

VIC: It's me. Open up.

What's going on?

There's money missing.

VIC: How much? We're 7 G's short.

I was going through the stash, getting rid of the marked bills.

Couldn't find a few.

So I did a count.

We're missing 7000.

Including some marked money.

You sure you counted right?

RONNIE: I triple-checked.

Somebody dip in before the sh*t hit the fan?

I didn't take squat.

Don't even look at me.

VIC: If somebody did, speak up now. It's forgiven.

Important thing is to figure where money was spent before Treasury gets a whiff of this.

I'm serious.

We're the only people who knew it was here, and the only people with a key.

Last chance.

Oh, come on.

We've been a team through all of this.

Now, who took it?

♪ Just another day ♪

[ROMERO, ALEJANDRO & BAUTISTA'S "JUST ANOTHER DAY" PLAYING]

♪ Day! ♪

Trish was able to make the call, so let's assume her cover's still intact.

But Walon was made for sure.

What's the emergency? Walon and Trish.

Any idea where Trish was?

No, we're tracing it.

Gonna need four units ready to roll.

Decoy Squad's been working undercover on a m*rder-for-hire sting.

Farmtown Twelves been doing contract hits, making 'em look like drive-bys.

Since when is the Decoy Squad a g*ng detail?

Feeling was, Trish was our best way into the case.

Walon's supposed to drop the money for the hit today.

We've got to get him before the Twelves do.

You tried his cell?

No, he was worried he'd be searched.

Which raises the question how this happened.

More important question is, how are we getting our people back?

Claudette's got us on g*dd*mn janitor duty the last month.

Meanwhile... Walon's out huntin' down banger trophies.

I didn't take that money.

Okay.

Think there's any chance Tavon swung with it?

It's not enough you put him on life support, now you gotta call him a thief?

Look, if he knew about the money, he would've come to us for a piece.

Well, just so you know...

I'm getting Mara an engagement ring.

All right.

Just don't go hog-wild.

I'm not. I'm going through Taylor.

You're using a fence to buy your wife a ring?

He knows this guy. Sells 'em wholesale.

It's all on the level.

Why not just go down to the jewelry mart?

'Cause Taylor's guy's cheaper.

And I don't speak Farsi.

[HORN HONKS, MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

[BELL DINGS]

May I help you?

I've just gotta get my cornrows tightened.

What up, homegirl?

Man. I'm straight with you.

I need another favor.

Yeah, well, you're fresh out of favors, One Time.

You're not hearing me too well under there.

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, uh, I can see why Pretty Boy drops the cheese to keep his female looking tight.

Think he'll still keep her laced when he hears she's been going out on him with a Spooktown soldier?

Still sleeping with the enemy, Desiree?

No. Trick question.

We know you are.

I'm just tryin' to get my hair did.

I need to know who in the Twelves is selling contract hits.

Pretty Boy don't talk business with me.

Coo in his ear.

You got a half an hour, or I start cooing in his.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

ACEVEDA: Hands where I can see 'em. Now.

OFFICER: Hands up.

Let me see your hands.

[HIP-HOP PLAYING ON RADIO]

OFFICER 2: Clear in the back.

Storeroom clear. All clear.

Canvass it. MAN: What's going on?

The Farmtown Twelve made a call from this phone an hour ago.

Where'd they go?

Don't know.

What were they doing here?

I let them use my offices sometimes. Why?

Beats having them burn it down.

[DOOR OPENS]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Desiree. Thirty seconds to spare.

I was just about to call Pretty Boy.

Let him know that his number-one cooch is on the loose.

Kaliel Wilks. Street name, Li'l Psych.

Any idea where we can find him?

Yeah, well, you work on Pretty Boy.

He gives you anything, you call me.

All right, I'm running it.

Got the address where Walon's making the meet.

I got the name of their guy who runs contract hits.

Kaliel Wilks.

Got a reputation as a bit of a psycho.

Ever hear of him?

No, but, uh...

Shane's on it.

You have any idea how their cover got blown?

Maybe they tailed Walon. Heh.

Walon might stink, but he's not sloppy.

r*pist works in the area.

Delivering pizza, cable-TV guy, meter reader. Who knows.

So he uses his job as camouflage and scopes out his next victim?

Exactly.

Thanks for coming out on your own time.

I'm learning tons.

Still... gotta be raising hell with your social life.

Oh, please. I kicked my social life to the curb last week.

This guy I was seeing bought me this tennis racket so we could hit together.

Then he insisted I leave it at his place.

Talk about control issues.

Cop?

No. Just some guy.

I play.

Yeah? You any good?

Yes. I am, actually.

Well, I'd say that we should hit together sometime, but I'm lousy.

Probably bore you.

I'm not that good.

You think I want this g*dd*mn ulcer?

Well, I didn't take that money.

Nobody in here took anything.

You gonna ask Shane? I'd bet on his loyalty before I'd bet on your math skills.

When we're done with this, I want you to go back with Lem, count again.

Check the lock for tampering. [DOOR OPENS]

Got a picture of our homey.

Kaliel Wilks, a.k.a. Li'l Psych.

What took so long? Guy had no rap sheet.

Had to go to his Marine Corps file.

What, he's a jarhead? Was.

He duked it out with his CO, they booted him.

Section Eight.

Let's see how he feels with our size 11s up his ass.

CLAUDETTE: Plainclothes has secured the area.

We'll roll out in 10 to take our positions.

ID'd our trigger boy.

Combat-trained.

sh*t.

Make copies for everyone.

Once Walon's secure, I'll call to scoop up the Twelves.

What if Trish isn't with them?

Haul them here. Make 'em tell us where she is.

The captain and I will set up in a surveillance van.

VIC: How long has Trish been into this guy?

He just popped up a few weeks ago.

Walon kept her on the sidelines until he needed her.

CLAUDETTE: She went to work at Polebusters, got close to the Twelves.

VIC: Polebusters?

She's under as a stripper?

Cocktail waitress.

She cozied up to the bangers.

They bragged about their m*rder-for-hire racket.

She introduced them to Walon.

And his m*rder they'll do for free.

Tell me what I have to do to get back in.

You hired a thief to break into your home.

A thief that...

No jury's gonna believe a smoke-hound m*rder*r over a cop.

Your sister-in-law corroborated him.

My lawyer says it's hearsay.

DA's spinning it so the department has no choice but to wash their hands.

I need you to talk to 'em.

Tommy, you can't come back.

It wasn't my fault.

I know that you didn't mean for this to happen, and I can only imagine your pain, but I can't have you working here.

I'll do what I can to make sure you don't serve any jail time.

Jail time?

But you have to look out for yourself now.

And you still have friends here.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

VIC: Tommy?

What are you doing, man?

Aceveda's making me clean out my locker.

Walon and Trish are missing.

Yeah. They fell off the grid a few hours ago.

TOMMY: Let me help. Tommy.

Seriously. Just tell me what I can do.

Why don't you come to the house this weekend?

We'll watch De La Hoya.

Sure.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING ON OUTSIDE]

What the hell is up with that guy?

Doesn't look like he's bird watching.

DUTCH: Hang on, pal. [DOORS OPEN, CLOSE]

What's up?

You wanna tell me what you're doing back here?

Oh, just now?

Check the occupant.

Hands behind your back. Oh, I-I have permission.

Hands behind your back. No, w...

[DOG BARKING]

Sorry to bother you, sir.

We just apprehended a man looking through your window.

Yo, girl.

It's all good.

Dude with her.

What's wrong?

Honey. Tell them to take these off of me.

Do you know this man?

Married to him long enough.

He's your husband? I told you.

No one's breaking the law. We're just...

Playing.

Right. Role-playing... on the way to work.

With our, uh... friend.

Six hours out there, all we get is a practicing cuckold.

See something like that, you wonder if we all shouldn't just stay home and read the Bible.

Thanks, my partner already does that.

How you gonna solve this one?

Well... you don't hope for another victim.

But the fact is, this guy probably hasn't made the mistake that's gonna get him caught yet. Sorry.

Yeah.

Well... thanks a lot.

ANNIE [OVER RADIO]: See any Twelves yet?

Or Walon? No, nothin' yet.

Sit tight.

Farmtown crew coming in.

Any sign of Trish?

ANNIE: Negative.

Psych's not with them either.

SHANE: I got Walon.

Where? Yeah, you should see him.

VIC: sh*t.

Trish isn't with him either.

[SOFT SPANISH-LANGUAGE MUSIC PLAYING]

Pick up Walon.

Give Trish a few more seconds.

They're gonna make him.

Pick him up.

I got it.

Psst. Cover's been blown.

Okay. Ready?

ACEVEDA: Let's move on these assholes.

Trish called the hello line.

It's a setup. Where is she?

Still missing.

What do we know? Not much.

Stop those guys. Nah, we're gonna shake 'em down, find out where Trish is. No.

Li'l Psych will make her. As blowin' the whistle..

Let these guys check in.

Walon says we should let these guys go, keep Trish's cover intact.

Trish can take care of herself.

Pull them.

CLAUDETTE: Shane, Ronnie, abort.

Abort.

I think I forgot my wallet.

CLAUDETTE: Let 'em go.

What do you mean, he didn't show up?

[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

Well, how'd he know not to show?

I got one more job to do.

I gotta grease that witness, pick up 10 grand.

Then we get the hell out of town.

Just sit tight.

[SIGHS]

What you got for me, daddy?

How do you say you met this cop?

I didn't know he was a cop.

Why we gotta keep talking about this, boo?

Ow. Ow. Ah. [CRACKING]

You know something, you better spit it now. Ow.

He's just some white cat that I met up in the club, wanted his business partner k*lled.

Please stop.

Please?

[PANTING]

How long you know him? Few months.

If he's a cop... then I'm in deep sh*t too.

Mm?

I know.

I'll take care of both of us.

Yeah, I'll bet you will.

♪ Yeah, she's likin' the money But she's lovin' my song ♪

♪ Even though she approached By the big-time batter... ♪

[GENTLE MOANING]

[GRUNTS]

Here... sniff this.

Real power sh*t. [SNIFFS]

Nah.

I want a clear mind our first time. [SNIFFLES]

♪ One day We gonna get it together ♪

♪ One day We gonna get it together ♪

♪ Uh, uh ♪

♪ One day... ♪

[BOTH MOANING]

CLAUDETTE: We lost the Twelves in the subway.

Didn't you have surveillance in place?

Well, the plan was to take everybody down.

You had us abort it.

Look, every available unit is in on this.

Who's shaking the trees? We're taking off right now.

ACEVEDA: Any idea how you got made?

WALON: Any idea?

It's the mole.

What mole?

The mole in the system.

The one I told you about.

Keeps warning the Twelves every time a warrant or a wiretap is put through.

We never discussed a mole.

LAD'S tracking it for me.

It's in my case notes... last week.

I didn't see that.

It's in the case notes.

You have people in the field and no clue what they're doing?

Hey, easy. If there's a mole, it's not Claudette's fault that you got made.

It is if she's submitting wiretap requests for us.

I sent one yesterday. WALON: Ah, Jesus.

All right. I'll, uh...

I'll call IAD and see if they're zeroing in on this mole.

What else aren't you reading?

You and Trish's names were not used in the request.

I only used the case number.

Her cover is still good.

WALON: What if it's not?

I... I must have read this quickly.

This mole thing just didn't register.

TOMMY: I don't get her back in one piece, I'll use every g*dd*mn favor I've banked for the last 14 years to get your lazy ass fired.

Come on.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Everyone seems to have heard of Li'l Psych, but no one can locate him for us.

What do you got? Lad's first look into the mole.

They've only had the case a week.

Oh. let me guess, they got sh*t.

Not exactly. They've narrowed it down to court offices on Hoover.

How many employees there?

Twenty-six FTEs.

You give me five minutes, I'll find your mole.

What does five minutes entail?

A shortcut you can live with.

I'll come with you.

DUTCH: Ligature marks.

CORONER: Both strangled manually.

Time of death?

Off the top of my head, four hours ago.

Oh, for Christ... I was three blocks away then.

Landlord found 'em when he brought the mail in.

Said this one's her daughter.

Been looking after her mom every day, apparently.

g*dd*mn it.

Always get this worked up over a crime scene?

DUTCH: I've been after this guy for a month and a half.

Now two people are dead because I didn't catch him.

Presence of semen on the older victim's abdomen.

DUTCH: The other victim wasn't r*ped?

Have to wait for the coroner's report.

Three blocks. Horseshit.

It's gotta be the Cuddler.

Daughter came home, interrupted the r*pe.

k*lled her, finished his business, then m*rder*d the older woman.

He's never gotten this violent.

What makes you so sure it's your guy?

It's him.

Witness give you anything?

What witness?

Saw a man leaving the building this morning.

Uh, excuse me, ma'am.

You saw someone leaving this house earlier?

Yeah, about 8. I-I was walking my dog.

You get a good look at him?

Well... He walked right past me.

I was picking up after my dog at the time.

You know, not enough people in this neighborhood do.

You hear anything about Li'l Psych, you just buzz me pronto, all right?

Now, these aren't stolen, right?

I'm not giving my fiancée stolen sh*t.

No, no, no. Look, it's on the level, all right?

Hey, check this one out, right. Heh.

This brother caught his fiancée bent over pulling a train with his groomsmen.

Now, you can imagine his desire to relieve himself of it.

Yeah, I'm trying not to.

What else you got? Okay. Uh...

Oh, that's a k*ller piece of ice.

What's the back-story?

Uh, diamond guy I know had a bad run at the racetrack.

So he unloaded a little inventory on me below cost.

Yeah, it's beautiful.

Check out the four C's: cut, clarity, carats and color.

Yeah, what about the fifth C, cost?

Two grand. Two grand.

What? Listen, you give a bitch a rock like that, she will get on all fours for you and bark like a dog.

She's my fiancée.

Mm, two G's will keep her that way.

[BARKS]

[LAUGHS]

You got pounds of paperwork coming at you every day.

Detective duty on top of that.

Anyone could've missed it.

Yeah.

VIC: Your real problem was going with the Decoy Squad and leaving your starters on the bench.

The gangs are our thing.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Okay, listen up. Attention, please.

VIC: Police. Everybody on your feet.

Let's go.

You... you, you.

You back there. And you two in the corner.

Come with me. What's this about?

LEM: Police business. Keep typing.

I'm getting Judge Banks.

Faster than that!

Where you from? Detroit.

Santa Monica.

VIC: Go sit down. You? MAN: Jersey City.

Compton. You go, you stay.

You? WOMAN: Leimert Park.

Inglewood.

VIC: Where'd you go to school? Belmont.

VIC: How about you? Wilson.

Oh. That's bad for you.

It's not in Compton.

I moved to Farmington when I was 10.

What block did you live on?

Earl Street.

You two, split.

You know any Farmtown Twelves? Who didn't?

VIC: You been giving them a heads up?

WOMAN: No. VIC: Sure you did.

You gave up a wiretap yesterday.

You gave up a cop.

N-no.

Here come the judge.

I'm gonna have the big boy here crawl up your ass, find out who you been hanging with.

How much you wanna bet he finds g*ng ink on your taint?

Answer now, or spend the next eight to 10 wishing you had.

Raheem Pyrums. Pretty Boy.

What the hell is going on here?

Judge Banks. We need a warrant.

I'm gonna barely be able to make rent this month.

But the look on Mara's face will make it all worth it.

[SIGHS]

You think there's any chance Vic took that money?

What?

He's getting a divorce... a mortgage, rent.

Kid with special needs.

It's not like he hasn't taken the money before.

You shut the hell up.

Who's Nancy?

[HIP-HOP PLAYING] [KNOCK AT DOOR]

LEM: Police. Open up.

Ease up on my door. That's real oak.

That ain't that home-center sh*t.

Hands against the wall, Pretty Boy.

Ah. Desiree.

Spending a quiet day at home with your man, huh?

Must be love.

Turn around, honey. Spread 'em.

Y'all go on and search. Ain't nothin' on me.

Sit your ass down, skid mark.

Looking for your boy, Psych, and some bar skank he's hanging with.

Oh, we ain't seen or spoke in weeks.

Really?

'Cause I got a county clerk crying about how she gave you and him some police intel just yesterday.

CLAUDETTE: Tell us where Li'l Psych and the woman are, we'll forget we were here.

Y'all don't know nothin'.

Oh, I know a few things.

Maybe a few that might surprise you.

You wanna know what I know, Chunk?

Go on and tell them where Psych at, Raheem.

You shut your face, girl.

Look... you said yourself he wasn't nothin' but trouble.

Why you think they call him psycho?

Don't let that fool bring the whole crew down.

Call him up.

Hell, no.

You know what, forget this.

I ain't messin' with no fool.

And I damn sure ain't waiting around for no jailbird neither.

Now, you call him or I'm out the door.

Mm. A little rounder.

Yeah. Yeah, like that. That's perfect.

Let's see.

Thought you said you got a good look at him.

Yeah, that's him.

This is an ear attached to a head.

It's a pretty good drawing.

Did he have a couple of eyes?

Maybe a nose and a mouth?

Don't take that tone with me.

Uh, this doesn't help us.

We... He walked by quickly.

You... And as I think I mentioned, I was scooping poop at the time.

JULIEN: Just heard.

You okay?

Aceveda didn't lift a finger for me.

What am I gonna do? Work security?

Hey, we all end up there in 20 years anyway.

Hey, Tommy, you got some pretty big stuff hanging over your head right now.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Hey. You got him to give you your job back.

Different situation.

Yeah, but you know what to say. Maybe he'll listen.

All right.

Oh, you don't wanna talk to him.

DANNY: No. Look, I will.

You think this was my fault.

No, I don't.

You name a night, and I'll have you over for dinner.

We can talk about where you should go from here.

Oh, you mean God's plan?

Yeah, thanks.

Appreciate it.

Gotta do this hit and get paid. Let's go.

I don't know why you draggin' me in this.

I don't wanna see that sh*t.

You brought that cop in to buy a hit.

That makes you just as guilty.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Might as well be in on the sh*t.

Yeah? PRETTY BOY: Li'l Psych.

Where you at? [SNAPS]

Going to that job on Doyle Street.

Already? PSYCH: I'm about 10 minutes out.

You know the spot, right?

2130 Doyle. Why?

I'm just making sure you know.

You holler back when you finished, I'll cash you out.

What the hell are you doing?

Got you an address, man.

If I told him to stop, he'd have known something was up.

TRISH: Mark's in there?

Ratted on a G, so his Christmas is gettin' canceled.

Look, boo... the cops are after us.

Maybe we should just bounce on out of here.

I don't get my paper till this snitch starts leakin'.

[SIGHS]

It's on.

No!

What the hell you doin'? Ow!

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[YELLING]

[YELLING]

[YELLS] [MOANS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

Vic!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

What happened? Trish.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Get an ambulance!

Can you talk?

A gray Monte Carlo.

I got the plate.

It says "To Nancy, Love Donald."

Really?

I checked our computers.

It was reported stolen two weeks ago.

Yeah. That sounds about right.

I told you to get a ring that wasn't hot.

Yeah, but... But... But you gave me the code.

What code? Well, you winked.

Like... Like this was on the hush-hush.

I didn't wink. Yes, you did.

No, I didn't.

How did you expect to get a $10,000 rock for 2, huh?

[SIGHS]

Can you get me one that's on the level?

Yeah, but it's gonna cost you, like, 3 or 4.

Just... get me a ring that I can use.

Okay. Okay.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

Paul and Chris spotted the license-plate number you gave us.

Had 'em hang on so you could hook him up.

Thanks.

[GRUNTS] At least your stuff was good.

Let's go.

It's a relief that you're all right.

Oh, a little worse for the wear, but I was never the Miss-America type.

I had to do some coke to keep my cover.

I'll put an injury on duty for you.

Do you need to see a doctor?

I should get checked out for STDs.

Get the morning-after pill.

Son of a bitch.

Well, if you feel like you need to talk to somebody...

I put a guy out of the m*rder business.

I'm okay.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[EXHALES]

So sorry, Trish. Oh, that's cool.

Of course, that may be the coke talking.

You ready?

[PHONE RINGS]

Hey, I didn't expect to see you so soon.

This is Hunter, my boyfriend.

Can we talk to you?

Uh, sure. [DOOR BUZZES]

[SIGHS]

Tell him what you told me.

Tell him.

What happened today was a mistake.

It can't happen again.

And...?

I'm with Hunter.

Don't call me.

Got that?

[DOOR OPENS]

DUTCH: Elderly victim. Same geo-profile.

Apartment was visible from the street, just like the others. It's gotta be him.

DANNY: Lucas said they found semen at the scene.

I thought your guy didn't ej*cul*te.

Maybe he found k*lling arousing.

This guy makes the first two killings of his life and then spends the next couple hours cuddling?

And I thought the other r*pes were in the early evening.

This was early morning.

Uh, Danny, uh, you saw me put my g*n in my locker, right?

Yeah, I think so.

I can't find it.

I'll be right back.

Tommy?

What are you doing?

Walk away.

Okay, Tommy, get out of the car.

My lawyer says I should plead out.

You don't have to do any...

I'd get less than a year. g*dd*mn prison.

We can make sure that the truth comes out.

Truth is I probably deserve more.

No, you don't.

Come on. We can talk about this.

Look, man, you got people inside who care about you.

Julien, me.

We know what you're going through.

Yeah, I can see that.

[SIGHS]

Let me talk to Aceveda.

He's got pull. He can use it if he wants to.

I can make him change his mind.

So now you'll talk to him?

Yeah. I should have done it before.

[SIGHS]

Tommy, you still got family.

Let us help you.

Okay.

Get Aceveda.

Give me the g*n.

Let's hear what Aceveda's got to say first.

Okay.

All right, good.

Hey. Officer in distress. Outside.

Officer in distress.

Officer in dis... [g*nsh*t]

OFFICER 1: Oh, this way. OFFICER 2: sh*t fired!

What's going on? Outside.

[CHATTER]

OFFICER 3: Move, move. OFFICER 4: I got it.

OFFICER 6: Somebody radio for a paramedic.

Radio for a paramedic!

MAN: Come on, come on. Let's go.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

The department's providing a counselor tonight.

And you two can leave early to attend.

He was a coward.

He thought the job was all that he had left.

Yeah, and we have to clean up his mess again.

Session's at 8:00 at the Fischman Center.

Thanks, I think I'll pass.

So? LEM: We're 7 G's short, just like Ronnie said.

And the lock? Not a scratch.

And besides, who's gonna steal 7 grand and leave a fortune behind?

So which one of us did it?

Huh?

None of us did it.

Look, this whole Tommy thing has got us all a little raw.

Ronnie reported the money missing.

Lem didn't even wanna steal it in the first place.

So when you gonna talk to him?

DUTCH: Day from hell, huh?

CLAUDETTE: Yeah, worst on record.

Even if they don't realize it yet, you're the one who got 'em back safely.

I thought you were talking about Tommy.

That too.

What about that m*rder-r*pe?

First, it felt like the Cuddler... but then I threw that out.

Your first instinct's pretty good.

What's your gut say?

The daughter showed up unexpectedly.

He k*lled her to keep from getting caught.

The m*rder excited him.

So much so that he finally orgasmed.

Gets off on m*rder?

But why would he cuddle for hours afterwards?

Witness saw a man leaving the house well after the time of death.

Maybe he left and came back.

Came back to the house.

Bodies hadn't been discovered.

See what he'd done.

Show the whole world just how potent he really is.

Sick. It's plausible.

You gonna see that counselor?

Uh, there's something else I've been putting off.

Listen, Julien, sometimes su1c1de puts thoughts in people's heads, you know?

Why don't you go with me, see what that guy has to say?

That's the last thing on my mind right now.

I'm in a much better place.

I've got Vanessa, Randall.

We're gonna start our own family.

All right.

Call me if you wanna talk.

Okay.

It's late, sir. You've missed your last three appointments.

I'm a cop. My schedule's kind of crazy.

Can you just get me in now?

When you're done, place the specimen here.

There are some visual materials there if you like.

Okay, uh... [CLEARS THROAT]

[SIGHS, UNZIPS FLY]

WALON: Where is she?

Oh. Whoa. Take it easy, man.

Stay out of this.

Hey. I'm with you.

Come here.

She belongs behind a desk.

Not messing with what we do on the street.

Doesn't mean anything.

She's got Aceveda and the chief in her pocket.

You think I give a sh*t about that?

She's been playing both of us against each other from the jump.

Now, if we start playing ball together...

She can't command if we don't let her.

Great minds think alike.

[KNOCK AT DOOR] [GASPS]

NURSE: Do you need anything?

We're closing up in five minutes.

I'm fine. [SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[SIGHS]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

[DOG BARKING]

Yeah?

It's me.

I'm sorry about before.

He caught me in a lie, and he kept wanting more details.

I just didn't wanna lie anymore.

How are you?

I have some things to work out.

I've been with him for four years and...

I understand.

Don't do anything on my account.

I know.

Sorry you got put in this position.

I'm not.

Okay.

Okay.

[PHASER'S "SWAY" PLAYING]

You think you can buy me off?

Sit down.

I'm cleaning. Will... Just sit down.

Come on, just sit down.

Playing my favorite song's not gonna work either.

[EXHALES]

♪ You were the head ♪

♪ For both of us... ♪ It's for the baby.

What if it's a girl?

Just open it.

[GASPS]

♪ Still you're so sweet ♪

♪ Sweet, sweet... ♪ It's incredible.

♪ Still you're so sweet ♪

♪ Sweet, sweet... ♪ I... I've just been such a pain.

I... It's... It's just that being alone...

Don't worry about it. And dealing with my mother...

You're not your mother.

And I'm nothing like my father.

This thing's gonna work.

Oh, baby.

[MOANS HAPPILY]

I love you. I love you too.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

Vic?

Hey. What's going on, man?

Bad timing. No. We, uh...

We just got engaged. Officially.

Look.

That's nice. What's up, man?

Uh, it can wait.

You sure? Yeah. Uh...

You celebrate. Celebrate.

♪ So sweet to me ♪

♪ Still you're so sweet ♪

♪ Sweet, sweet ♪

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Uh. Detective Wyms. Sorry.

Uh, c-can I help you?

♪ It's been days ♪

♪ it seems to me ♪

♪ That's impossible ♪

♪ Day! ♪

[ROMERO, ALEJANDRO & BAUTISTA'S "JUST ANOTHER DAY" PLAYING]

♪ Day! ♪

♪ Day! ♪

♪ Living the good life ♪

♪ Throw your hands up ♪

♪ Just another day ♪

♪ Just another day ♪

♪ Day ♪