04x09 - String Theory

[bunniefuu]

Previously on The Shield:

This is the little ho that gave up my block.

[g*nshots]

Like to get that little girl's body back?

Body for a body.

Who?

Vic Mackey.

His body for hers.

Let me know when it's done.

Tomorrow morning's news will have a big picture of Mackey's kids crying their eyes out.

Or a picture of your son, crying his.

Get it done. Tonight.

I negotiated a deal between you and the Los Mags.

One condition: Antwon goes away.

What you win?

A little girl's body.

I'm gonna tell Antwon we chatted.

I didn't mean that! Jesus Christ!

Where's that girl's body?

The crapper on the right.

Buried underneath, wrapped in plastic.

Jesus.

I'm in some serious sh*t.

What the hell's the matter?

Bugged your car.

It's you or me, right?

Look, Antwon k*lled Angie right in front of me and Army.

He did it with our g*ns. He's squeezing us.

Look, I need you.

Will you help me?

[CLICKS]

CARL: Wait, the guy was just screaming, so I look down and I see in his hand his nipple ring and his nipple.

[SCOOBY LAUGHS]

It's all true.

Fortunately, the guy was drunk.

DANNY: Yeah, but sooner or later you sober up, and you're still missing your nipple.

How'd you guys log that into evidence, anyway?

Oh, sh*t, with gloves on.

[LAUGHING]

I'll be in the car.

CARL: Thought he got benched?

His PBA rep appealed, he's on the street till the hearing.

CARL: You know, he's pissed a lot of people off, not being with the captain.

DANNY: He's got a right to take a stand.

CARL: And to remain silent.

Okay. Hey, you with me, Scoob?

Damn straight.

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: 1 -Tango-17, 242 just occurred.

762 Whitney Avenue, code two.

[CARL GROANS] DANNY: Talk to you later.

Yeah, I guess second roll call's over.

Yeah.

Look, you had a g*n to his head.

He's gonna tell you anything.

It wasn't like that.

How can you know what's in his mind?

If Shane wasn't telling me the truth, you trust me, things would've gone down differently.

He was never coming after me.

He's been lying for months, leaking all that intel to Antwon.

He didn't get Angie k*lled.

Her own mother gave her up to Antwon before she OD'd.

He had to watch Antwon sh**t her, for Christ sakes.

He's sick about it.

Yeah, so sick all he's worried about is covering his own ass.

I told him to come clean with everything that happened with Antwon.

Will that buy him some trust?

We should hear him out.

Boys.

SHANE: And once he had us on the hook for Angie, he twisted us pretty hard.

You've already seen the highlights.

[SIGHS]

And after that, everything else just seemed like small potatoes, you know?

We tipped off the El Salvadorans in that church raid.

Uh, muted some China White from San Pedro to L.A.

Antwon was pretty pissed off you took down those drug dens of his.

And to help ease the pain, we, uh, busted his competitors.

You know, gave him half the product.

And that's most of it.

Antwon have any relationships I should know about?

Not many that work.

Beaners hate his ass.

El Salvadorans are losing faith. ROC, they ignore him.

Asians tolerate him.

Outside the brothers, he ain't too popular.

His injunctions and seizures are hitting him harder than he wants folks to know.

That's why he needed me.

LEM: What about Army?

He follows my lead.

So he won't blind-side us?

No. No, he's... He's down.

Look, I'm sorry about that little girl.

But it's not too late to get her back, to give her a proper burial.

So basically you need our help.

Right?

He came clean.

Now it's time for us to do our part.

ARMY: What? SHANE: I told them everything.

What everything? All of it.

How 'bout bouncing that sh*t off me?

I don't know these guys.

Well, I do. We can't handle this alone.

All right, banger spotters are there around the clock.

Lost souls usually shuffle in after dark.

Place closes around midnight.

We find an excuse to roust the muscle, bring 'em to the Barn.

SHANE: But they're One-Niners.

Bust them on an injunction violation.

How you plan on getting Angie's body?

SHANE: We wait till it's dark.

I just don't know how deep she's buried.

If they planned on having the shithouse on top, probably not very deep.

We dig her up, extract our b*ll*ts.

And find a really good place to bury her.

Once we have the girl's body, Antwon doesn't have any more leverage.

We go at him hard, put him away for good.

Or we sh**t him for resisting.

This is bullshit, man.

Or we can do this just the four of us.

No, he's good. Don't worry. Let's go.

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]:

Respond to 4556 Alexandria Circle, Apartment 7.

1 -Tango-17 has been code six on a domestic dispute for a while now, and they're not responding.

JULIEN: Roger, this is 1 -Tango-13.

We're on the scene.

DANNY: Ma'am, are you the one that made the 911 call?

Yeah, but I told them other cops they missed him.

How long ago did the other officers come by?

About a half hour ago.

Why'd you call?

Gideon Mazell, my ex's kid, he was trying to break in.

Said he was gonna r*pe me.

assh*le's been trying to get at me since I dumped his old man.

Did you see where the other officers went after they left here?

Figured they went looking for Gideon.

JULIEN: I have to take a look. 1-Tango-17, you copy?

Carl, Scooby, you guys on foot?

Anything?

Canvassed the whole area. There's nothing.

Oh, sh*t.

Half the people weren't answering their door, the other half were sleeping.

Let me see your radio.

Staff, 9-Tango.

I'm code six on Alexandria Circle.

Be advised we have two officers unaccounted for.

Requesting a tac alert.

All watches will be held over.

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: Copy that.

We should notify the families.

[♪♪♪]

Carl and Scooby have been missing at least an hour.

I'm on my way over there right now.

Could be the same hunt.

Antwon sending a message.

If that's true, they aren't missing.

Retribution for not k*lling the cop he wanted?

We know where he likes to bury bodies.

Jesus Christ.

VIC: All right.

You, Army and Ronnie stick to the plan.

Find our missing cops.

We also gotta get a 20 on Antwon so we can scoop him up as soon as we find the girl's body.

You come with me. Let's go.

You go to the end of the block and keep knocking until you wake people up.

Yes, ma'am. Where do you want us?

We're tracking down this Gideon Mazell, he's the subject of the 911 calls.

Steve Billings is on his way down, so pass on to him what you find.

Captain.

Steve's good at what he does, But we've got officers missing.

If they're alive, they won't be for long, and your two best detectives are right here right now.

You haven't seen our best game because of the DA thing.

This is too important.

Okay, you're the primaries.

We'll contact the sheriff, see if they can loan us some bloodhounds.

Tracking Gideon Mazell.

Danny, you talked to the woman he was threatening, so you guys get together.

Vic and his people can work the g*ng angle.

DUTCH: Where is she? Number 7, upstairs.

Julien, I want you to be department liaison.

Sit with Carl's wife.

I heard what happened. I wanna help.

Tonight your reserve duty?

No.

But I'm still part of this family.

Who can I ride with?

I'll see who's available.

Captain, look, I knew both those guys.

I should be out there looking for them.

Well, I'm more comfortable if you're at Carl's house.

I don't have time to worry about whether you'll follow orders.

Danny, I want you to take Aceveda on patrol with you.

If there are problems, I wanna hear about it.

Absolutely.

You ever consider this might be Antwon Mitchell's work?

It's his hood, isn't it?

Yeah, I sent unis to pick him up.

Call 'em back. I'm all over it. He's MIA.

With our two cops? That's convenient.

Give me those unis.

I'll sweep up some of his crew, maybe find Antwon or our guys.

I can only spare a couple of bodies.

Look, if I wasn't put in the backseat on this task force, maybe I could've stopped this from happening.

You did what you had to do. I know that.

I just wanna find these guys.

Okay. I'll have Zerkow call them back, and assign them to you.

Appreciate that.

I'd like to help out. You got any gaps here?

Yeah, check with Dutch and Claudette.

They're up there.

VIC: We wanna talk to Antwon.

PIPES: He ain't here.

What do you assholes know about two missing cops, huh?

Can I see?

You know there's an injunction, boys.

Ain't no violation, man.

Franklin here's a citizen. He ain't claiming.

Really? WOMAN: That ain't Right.

MAN: Sweating me for Twon.

What are you gonna do, drop my drawers too, f*gg*t?

OFFICER: Hey, Vic!

VIC: Take this piece of sh*t punk-ass.

Get them inside, out of sight.

Okay, go to work. Back in the Barn in an hour.

DUTCH: Gideon Mazell's address.

Captain... I mean, councilman.

It's just officer tonight. What can we do?

Pick Gideon up. And take plenty of backup.

Don't worry, we'll be careful.

LUCAS: Detective!

I just talked to a neighbor who called 911 an hour before the other call.

What was the complaint?

Homeless man rooting through the trash.

And when they tried to run him off, he seemed unstable, threatened v*olence.

Get a description.

He's homeless, he's not far. Okay.

I'll tip it up, you push it up and over, okay?

Okay.

[GRUNTING]

Oh, g*dd*mn it.

That is rank.

[GRUNTS]

You can do the digging.

Okay, fine.

SHANE: No sign of our cops, and the girl's body wasn't there.

What do you mean?

Shallow grave, empty.

Somebody moved her.

Halpern tipped Antwon.

No way. We've been taking turns watching that place around the clock since he showed it to us.

Halpern lied?

And maybe the body was never there.

Nah, he moved it and didn't tell him about it.

Well, now what?

Can't find the Don, you go visit Fredo.

Yo, what are you working?

Same as you.

Captain talked to Dutch and Claudette, put 'em onto Antwon.

They got me tracking him down.

Hear something, give us a head's up.

Yeah.

Look, I'm trying. He's not making it easy.

Keep trying.

Why you got me locked down?

Officers who brought you in said you got a little physical.

'Cause I didn't do nothing to deserve this.

Twice arrested for intent to distribute steroids.

That your One-Niner connection?

You and a couple of them run into two of our police officers tonight?

sh*t, no.

Maybe you went over to Lydia Qualls's place looking to get a little physical too?

Lydia? She the one trying to get physical with me.

CLAUDETTE: With you? Yeah.

She's dating your father.

Left him, thinking she could have the 2005 model.

I told her I was straight.

If she's the one chasing you, how come she's calling 911 trying to stop you from breaking into her house?

What you talking about?

Officers respond, they go missing.

Takes somebody pretty strong to corral the two of them.

What time we talking? Few hours ago.

No, no, no.

I was over at Greg Hockler's place all night.

sh**ting up with stanozol.

Steroids?

Got fresh track marks in my ass to prove it.

[LAUGHS]

Looks like you could use a little juice, buddy.

DUTCH: You lied to us, Lydia.

We have two officers missing.

So we don't have time for g*dd*mn liars.

Gideon was nowhere near your place when you called 911.

You lured those officers there, you told them some bullshit story about some guy harassing you, and when they left your place, there was somebody else waiting for them.

No!

Where are they, Lydia?

We are gonna lock that fat ass of yours in a cage for the rest of your life unless you tell us right now.

I didn't lure no one!

I was just trying to set up Gideon.

Figured if I got him into some trouble with the law, then he'd have to talk with me.

And I'd drop the charges if he got a little friendlier, you know?

I was looking to get the man in my bed, not mess with no cops.

Thank you. We'll return the favor if you ever need it.

Goodbye.

Sheriff's office is sending over six more officers.

What'd you get upstairs?

The body builder and his paramour weren't involved.

So we're back to square one?

No. We've ruled some people out.

We have to rule some people in.

We knew whoever did this had a reason for being on that block.

Mm-hm. Statements from neighbors?

Oh, yeah.

Look, I... I've been over this.

Nothing stands out. I was gonna go through 'em again.

RAWLING: Well, do it in person. Knock on the doors yourself.

We might have something.

Like I told the other law enforcement agents, uh, one was tall.

Um, African-American.

The shorter of the two appeared white initially.

Then I realized he was Asian.

[LAUGHS]

Marco Polo.

Did you see the officers go into the apartment building?

Yes, ma'am.

DUTCH: Did you see them come out?

[CLEARS THROAT]

CLAUDETTE: Can you answer the question, Roger?

May I see a badge number, please?

CLAUDETTE: Did you see the officers come out of the building, yes or no?

I am going to need one of those before I can be debriefed in the category.

Civilians don't have badges.

When I get my badge, all things will be made known.

Peace officer to peace officer.

Hey, Corrine. CORRINE: Hi.

What's going on?

We're looking for a black banger, 20's, came in here last night.

This tied to those missing cops?

Might be.

You got any g*nsh*t wounds in here?

Only about a hundred.

Check for a Halpern White.

Give me a sec.

g*nsh*t wound to the shoulder. Lost lots of blood.

Stabilized this morning, moved to the fourth floor.

Talking?

On a morphine drip.

He's happy.

Not sure how much talking he's doing.

So any word on those missing men?

Uh, no, but we could use a favor with that.

That felt creepy.

It's for a good cause.

Thank you. Thank you.

Hey, see you got that lift to the ER.

WHITE: The hell you want?

You said Angie's body was under the g*dd*mn outhouse.

It is. No, it ain't. We looked.

Antwon must've hauled it out.

[GROANS]

Question is, where to?

Same place he's stashing the two cops?

What cops?

You best be coming up with some answers or a copy of this Cl contract you just signed gets nailed to the door of Antwon's community center.

Next time you sign insurance waivers, you should read the fine print.

Some paper, signed or not, ain't gonna make my clique turn against me.

[MOANS]

You just took a b*llet, almost d*ed.

Now you found Jesus, saw the error of your ways.

Started giving it up to Mr. Man, get a fresh start.

[COUGHING]

You know the thug code.

Trust no one.

k*ll your buddy before he kills you.

That's what separates us from you.

Antwon wouldn't use his own crew for that kind of sh*t.

He farms it out.

I got a contract with the El Salvadorans.

With you laid up, who would he reach out with?

Doubt he went direct.

I don't know who he'd use as a middleman.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You won't be able to make any phone calls.

But you won't care.

Um...

Would you do the honors?

What happened after the officers came out of the apartment building?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Uh...

The officers in question were approached by a series of individuals.

CLAUDETTE: How many?

Three to seven.

Difficult to say with accuracy, low luminous environment.

Where were you in relation to the police car?

Oh, I'd say, uh, 40 meters east-southwest.

CLAUDETTE: What were you doing there?

Uh, routine surveillance.

Um, monitoring bursts of non-visible light in the 800 angstrom range.

High dispersion and so forth. DUTCH: Roger.

I need you to be honest with me.

Detective to detective.

[CLEARS THROAT]

DUTCH: Did you have anything to do with this?

No, sir, I did not.

What happened to those police officers?

Hm.

DUTCH: These men have families that are very worried about them.

We all have, uh, level three clearance here, correct?

CLAUDETTE: No.

I'm still at level two.

Roger...

Level three.

Foreign operatives are using the fault lines to destabilize the gravity shelf.

9/11 all over again.

So these people you saw, they were, uh, foreign agents?

Uh, they, uh...

They travel along the fault lines to evade detection.

Um, there are easier ways to, uh, knock down a skyscraper than flying aircraft into it.

Subduction, slip-strike manipulation, mantle failure and so forth.

That building is coming down.

It's coming down, all right.

Yeah, got it.

Officer, deploy the swing shift without roll call.

Everyone on the street.

And no petty busts.

I don't want anybody holed up with paperwork here.

Yes, ma'am.

So did he give us anything?

Alien abduction is more plausible than anything he had to say.

He studied string theory at Cal Tech before going off the deep end.

Send him to County for observation.

The o... One thing we know is he saw our cops.

We should keep him here.

The man's psychotic.

He's our only witness.

When does INS send your ass back?

Supposed to be three days ago.

Behind schedule. Why?

I can keep you off that bus. Keep you in the U.S.

Two cops have gone missing.

INS is helping the police.

What do you need me for?

Information. Antwon Mitchell.

If he wanted to grab some cops, who would he use from your set?

You can really get me out of here?

Free pass comes right from the top.

Chief signed it himself.

Name's Pitarrio.

Knew Antwon in prison.

He's his go-to on all the ugly sh*t.

Where can I find him?

I need to look for him.

You need to stay here in case Carl calls.

You know, he's been coming home every night talking about how things are more dangerous out there.

I mean, what did your captain think would happen?

You push people long enough, they push back.

Things weren't working before.

She's just trying something different.

Things were working fine before.

Carl came home every night.

He's out there.

Alive.

I can feel it.

Then we'll find him.

VIC: What's up, Queenie?

Daddy, am I glad you here.

Ducked in the alley for a quick bowl.

You know, take the edge off.

Dude grabs me from behind, puts a Kn*fe to me tell me to dime po-po and give you all an address.

What is it?

Sister needs to be about her paper.

That blade on this pretty face scared my ass to death.

Here.

2711 Heliotrope.

What am I gonna find there?

Didn't say. What's the guy look like?

Told me if I turned around, he's gonna cut out my implants.

Did he sound black or white?

Honey, I wasn't trying to know.

I just finished paying for my new kitty-cats.

Another dub, buy you some b*mb-ass skully.

You know I'm gonna take care of your piece better than any other female.

I'm gonna have to take your word for it.

Go.

[BANGS]

Oh, Jesus.

ACEVEDA: Oh, Jesus.

[GROANS]

Everyone outside until the detectives get here.

OFFICER 1: Come on. All right, let's go.

OFFICER 2: Come on, let's go. OFFICER 1: Let's go.

Stay behind the line.

REPORTER: Can you just tell us the names?

As soon as I get down there. All right, it's okay.

OFFICER: Out of the way.

They were k*lled somewhere else, dumped here.

Forensic's job just got harder by half.

Gotta find the m*rder scene.

We seized this house last month.

Somebody's certainly making his point.

Antwon Mitchell was hit the hardest.

Partnered with the Salvadorans at Lompoc.

Likes to use them for the dirty stuff.

You remember that Salvadoran broker, Spider, from the church bust?

I had a little chat with him.

The INS hasn't sent him back to El Salvador yet?

They're not the most efficient bunch.

But anyway, he put me onto a guy who does dirty work for Antwon.

Let me know.

Yeah.

It's a foursome.

Easy way to wash drug money.

Bottles come in the front, the big faces come out the back.

Go around. Yeah.

Freeze! Hands on the table! Don't move!

Which one of you is Pitarrio?

Pitarrio?

Pitarrio.

Pitarrio? Talk!

Get out.

Get out!

Who paid you to k*ll the cops?

I didn't k*ll no cops.

[SCREAMS]

Antwon Mitchell gave you the order.

No. I didn't do no cops, man.

Spider says you did.

[GROANS]

I was at the movies last night.

Ticket's in my jacket.

[PANTING AND GRUNTING]

Sylmar. Eight-thirty show last night.

sh*t.

[MOANS]

No.

[SCREAMS]

You didn't k*ll the cops, but you did something for Mitchell! What was it?

[PANTING]

What?

The body.

Antwon told me to move a body.

Cops?

No.

I think it was a girl.

Where?

Where? [GROANS]

Griffith Park, man. By the horses.

Need to interview the suspect Billings brought in.

ROGER: Psst. Psst.

Surveillance has been non-productive thus far.

MAN: Yeah, that's right here.

I have been monitoring the chatter and so forth.

Sorry to hear about those two officers.

They deserved better than getting dragged down like that.

Why don't you start without me?

What do you mean, dragged down?

I... I need you to really concentrate on everything you saw last night.

See it in your mind like it's a... A movie.

And you're looking at it one frame at a time.

Can you do that for me? I'll try.

I've got, uh, one of those brains that skips around a lot, it's...

My condolences to the Marco Polo family.

♪ In a cavern ♪

♪ In a canyon ♪

♪ Excavating ♪

♪ For a mine ♪

♪ Dwells a miner, forty-niner ♪

♪ And his daughter ♪

♪ Clementine ♪

CLAUDETTE: I'm in a hurry, so I won't waste your time.

I'll do the same.

People say not a lot happens on your block if you don't sign off on it.

I look after my peoples.

We had two cops m*rder*d and dumped in the house on your street.

That had to have been outsiders.

Really?

Mean you and your neighbors weren't pissed off the police seized that house on your street?

It wasn't my house.

Owners cooked meth.

Street's been safer since you done it.

We need to do another canvass of this whole area.

Figure out how Carl and Scooby disappeared.

What are we looking for?

I'm not sure.

But it may involve a geological anomaly in the earth's crust.

Just something to keep in mind as you do your search.

Vonda, I'm Captain Monica Rawling.

He's dead.

I'm so sorry.

He believed in what you're doing.

He was proud to put on his uniform every day.

He was... But what you're doing here in Farmington is what got him k*lled.

You need to know that.

Carl was a hero.

You need to know that.

I need you to leave now.

Both of you.

Please, just...

Just go.

Hey, uh, give me a hand with this.

Here.

LEM: Yeah, Southwest. That's cool.

All right, we'll pick him up.

Thanks, man, we owe you one.

Was that about Antwon?

Well?

Yeah. That was, uh, Walon Burke. Decoy Squad.

I know Walon. What did he give you?

An FBI pal of his in Westwood just got a hit on Antwon's credit card.

He charged a plane ticket from Vegas.

Due into LAX at 7:30. Southwest.

I'll send some unis to pick him up.

Nice work.

DUTCH: I got something!

Found at the bottom of a manhole near our original crime scene.

There's blood everywhere down there.

How do you get two cops in a sewer?

"Officer, my daughter just fell down there, can you help me?"

Blinged-out dog tag the hip-hop kids wear.

Initials, J.P.

Found it in the blood.

Too untarnished to have been down there long.

Get the owner, got a k*ller.

MAN: Uh, yeah.

So how many guys do you think it took?

You know, to get Carl and Scooby down there?

A few. There's a lot of anger about what's going on.

Yeah, well, they're angry 'cause it's working.

A lot of us are behind the captain.

That's understandable.

Sometimes street level isn't the best vantage point to...

[BANGING]

DANNY: What the hell was that?

Holy sh*t!

CLAUDETTE: This look familiar to you, Yancy?

Don't think so.

It was ripped from the neck of one of the people who k*lled two cops last night, whose bodies were found on your block.

You're hip-deep in this sh*t.

You're the mayor on that block.

You either did it or you know about it.

Don't come near me with that.

You're saying you've never seen this jewelry before?

Name's Yancy Backus, remember?

J.P. belongs to somebody else.

So it belongs to one of your friends you did the k*lling with.

Y'all took my cell phone downstairs.

Check my friends and family.

Or you could check with Leimert Jewelers, the people who made this.

See who they sold it to.

Stupid-ass.

MAN: He didn't even do nothing.

He didn't do nothing.

[SIRENS BLARING]

MAN: What's wrong with you?

Who wrote this?

He ain't seen nothing.

He was out back unloading the truck.

Yeah, bullshit.

What's bullshit, brothers out here dying, ain't none of you turning over.

One of these cops was a brother!

A cop ain't a brother.

Maybe you saw something then, huh?

Man, get the...

Hey, come here. Get your ass over here.

Where you going? Come here.

You don't have sh*t.

MAN: We need to get the pastor down here with video cameras.

You okay?

[GROANS]

You know, you might wanna get that x-rayed.

I got the wind knocked out of me is all.

Comes with the territory.

Along with getting sh*t at.

Don't single yourself out.

Three other officers got their cars fired on today.

Everybody okay?

Thank God.

Not that you're asking, but I've lost cops under my command.

It's easy to sh*t your pants, but it accomplishes nothing.

I wasn't going down that road.

What I'm saying is, a thing like this, especially if there's no good news right away, can paralyze you.

But those people out there need to feel your confidence.

RAWLING: Vic!

You're empty-handed.

Where's the guy who does all of Antwon's dirty work?

He had an airtight alibi.

[SIGHS]

Well, it's going around.

Antwon just happened to be in Vegas last night.

Got his flight info.

I have some unis posted at LAX to grab him when he gets off the plane.

Some good news, finally.

Yeah, well, conversations with Mitchell tend to go around in circles.

I don't wanna keep the community waiting while I find the straight line.

Dutch and Claudette have come up empty too.

Maybe it's time to, um, bring in a person of interest.

Lay it off on someone?

Just a couple of days.

Give us a chance to try to squeeze the truth out of Antwon.

Makes people think twice before they take a sh*t at a uni.

You have anyone in mind?

No.

Just so long as he fills the bill.

One unsympathetic assh*le coming right up.

Captain's arranged a welcome wagon for Antwon.

He's flying into LAX tonight.

So I hear.

You knew?

What part of us getting information first didn't you understand?

Captain was standing right there when I got the call.

I had to tell her.

She doesn't have anything on Antwon.

No. But he's got plenty on them.

We haul in Antwon, push the wrong buttons, how long it's gonna take him to point at me and Army?

I'll make sure it takes long enough for us to get our leverage back.

Look, we gotta find a goat to pin these murders on.

To calm the streets before another cop gets k*lled.

This captain won't go for that.

It's her idea.

All we need is a face and a name.

Anyone in Antwon's circle fit that bill?

Well, there is this young cat.

Earned his cred by supplying clean g*ns to the black sets.

Whatever he was doing last night, it wasn't legal.

Guppy got a name?

Street name's Urkel.

[CHUCKLING]

Swear to God.

All right, good.

You and Ronnie go pick up our cop-k*ller.

Now you want us to haul in an innocent guy?

No, he'll have a car full of g*ns.

Bring him in for that.

We'll figure the rest out later.

Let's go.

Rise and shine, big pimpin.

Better get a hold of our thick friend.

Give him a heads-up.

About what?

Our captain likes him for k*lling those cops.

Sending a blue crew to LAX to pick him up.

SHANE: He needs to fly into Burbank instead.

We'll surprise him there, tell him how to play this out with our bosses.

Think he's gonna drop his ass into whatever jackpot you got planned?

No more games. No more threats.

We wanna stop beef and start doing business the right way.

This guy wants you dead.

He ain't getting into a car with y'all.

He's not gonna have a choice.

Now, make the damn call.

Hell, yeah, that's my sh*t.

So you're admitting you were present at a crime scene last night, Jamal?

Crime scene?

Those two dead cops.

DUTCH: Friends of ours, actually.

No, I was not there.

But your necklace was? How do you explain that?

Necklace got itself stolen.

[LAUGHS]

Right.

When? Six, seven months ago.

They took the TV too.

You, uh, report it?

I spent three G's getting this thing custom-made.

You best believe your ass I reported it.

Go check your records.

Police have any idea who took it?

I kept trying to check back with you cops every couple weeks to see if they heard anything new.

No one seemed real interested.

Y'all real interested now, though, huh?

RAWLING: Dutch.

You two come up, please.

So the trail just stops?

DUTCH: Well, even with the necklace stolen, we're thinking it probably ended up in the hands of somebody with the initials J.P.

RAWLING: That's reaching. What else do we have?

No witnesses, but we're waiting for lab work.

So that's the plan?

We just get lucky, something falls in our laps?

It's only the first day.

Every day will just get harder.

Meanwhile, I've had four different squad cars sh*t at.

Two brawls with civilians and officers, and one instance in which my own men lost control.

It's gotta stop.

Vic and his guys have brought in a suspect.

Great. What do we have on him?

Carload of stolen g*ns.

Our guys were stabbed.

He's a g*ng member, we've got him on weapons charges.

But nothing related to our murders?

I want you to make the press believe that we have a k*ller in custody.

DUTCH: Oh, you're kidding me.

You want us to lie?

Save your high and mighties for a time when the lives of my cops aren't at stake.

You've had a chance to solve this.

It's only been one day.

You've been doing your best, but we're not far enough.

We tell the community that we have a k*ller, it sends a message that there's a price to pay for coming after us.

Makes whoever really did it cocky, gets them laughing with their friends about what idiots we are, and if they tell their friends...

DUTCH: Their friends tell someone who tells us.

You wanted the case.

So take the bad with the good.

ANTWON: So five-0 was waiting for me at LAX?

How's this an improvement?

My little gift to you, running interference.

I didn't know I made your Christmas list.

We want a truce.

You know, there's a much bigger upside for you me being alive and kicking.

ANTWON: I don't see it.

Truth is, my captain's made a serious dent in your business.

How long before someone in your organization decides to play king of the hill?

Nobody's taking me down.

Not without my backing.

You been stepping on my game since day one.

That earns you dead.

Yeah, that didn't happen.

My boys saw you gaffing me up at the airport, so...

Now what?

You back off me and mine, Shane and his family.

We work out fair percentages, you get to do business uninterrupted.

That's the deal.

[LAUGHING]

Either you smoking cr*ck or you think I am.

Our captain pulled him off lead on the g*ng task force.

He lost his pay bump.

There's no upside for me to play by their rules anymore.

I got two sick kids. I gotta earn.

And I ain't got time to hear no more of this crackerwood bullshit.

Look, I know you've been looking for a new tar importer.

Ever since you lost that cul-de-sac, the El Salvadorans.

VIC: I got a hookup with a Jamaican crew out of Miami.

They call themselves the Splash Posse.

Yeah, I heard of them n*gg*s.

They're looking to move weight out of the West Coast.

I'm their broker.

We need a retail outlet.

So you a... A batter all of a sudden now, huh?

Always was.

But I just took a step back from the game for a little while.

So what's your captain gonna sweat me on, huh?

These dead cops?

I don't k*ll for no reason.

And I don't know nothing about merking no police.

SHANE: They got nothing on you.

They'll hold you for a few hours, then they'll cut you loose.

I'll be in the room.

I'll steer the questioning away from anything sensitive.

That is, if we're working together.

You lucky your boy got mad love for you.

Oh, yeah.

We're all about mad love.

[LAUGHS]

The suspect's name is Donzell Prince.

REPORTER: you've arrested him for the murders of Officers Haimes and Miller?

DUTCH: He's being held on w*apon charges, but we're confident we have our man.

REPORTER: If you're confident, why don't you file m*rder?

DUTCH: We don't wanna make mistakes.

No one wants to take chances.

REPORTER: Do you believe he acted alone?

Doesn't the crime itself suggest that there were multiple assailants?

I really can't go into our theory of the crime at this time.

Has the suspect indicated any accomplices?

I can't talk about the specifics of what the suspect revealed.

All I can say is our investigation is bearing fruit.

And we'll have more for you in the coming days. Thank you.

WOMAN: Can you tell us what led you to Mr. Prince?

MAN: Detective...

[CHATTERING]

WOMAN: What's the motive?

Danny, bring him up to 1.

DANNY: Sure.

We frisked him, he's clean.

DANNY: All right.

He gave us the slip at LAX.

How did you find him?

One of his crew told us he got a heads-up.

Figured he only had one of two choices left, Burbank or L.B.

We got him at Bob Hope.

Nice.

Don't know what we're gonna throw at him yet.

I have a couple of aces up my sleeve.

See you up there.

Yeah.

Help yourself.

All known city g*ng members with the initials J and P.

I hope you got a four-leaf clover in your pocket.

We should start with One-Niners.

In Farmington.

Want some dinner?

I had dinner four hours ago.

Yeah, I mean another dinner.

Whatever you want's fine with me.

We have nothing to charge Antwon with.

It means we can only hold him for 12 hours.

She's buried in Griffith Park, somewhere near the horses.

In three holes. Christ.

VIC: All right, I'll tie up Mitchell.

Make sure he does doesn't dime anyone to move her again.

You three have to find the graves.

Yeah.

LEM: I'll do it too.

Look for fresh digging. Let's find her.

Don't need that.

[CUFFS JINGLING]

Thanks for coming in, Antwon.

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