"Previously on The Shield..." "Kleavon Gardner." "Questioned in four separate homicides." "Kleavon is not a killer." "I'm his sister." "Believe me, I'd know it." "We're releasing your brother." "Deep down you know we're right." "There's something wrong with him." "You just don't want to see it." "Now that you know, things will add up." "About 6 months ago, we found this kilo." "Pure heroin from the glove compartment of your car." "But you never logged it into evidence." "Lem got picked up by IAD." "Got him wearing a wire." "Kavanaugh is planning to formally arrest you." "When that happens, we'll be ready to bail you out." "Have you hired a lawyer?" "You need to shift perception." "Make internal affairs look like they're hurting good guys." "I got Mackey making a deal with the russians." "Hot prescription drugs." "These are good faith." "Freeze!" "What the hell is going on?" "IAD just shit all over our sting." "What's this?" "I don't know where you got your intel, but it's wrong." "He ran the whole operation by me this afternoon." "I guess IAD will spin any kind of fiction to stain good cops bad." "Keep coming." "All right." "It's gonna be tight." "Is there another way in?" "No." "This is it." "All right." "Come down here, guys." "Whoa!" "Watch it." "Delicate machinery, people." "Careful, guys." "Watch the turn." "Watch the turn." "Coming through." "Heads up." "Watch your back, Dutch Boy." "What's going on here?" "You gotta be kidding me." "No." "Hey, guys." "Just be careful on the landing." "I don't want you to scratch the leather." "Huh?" "After our big pharmaceutical bust, the brass put through some of my purchase orders they've been sitting on." "Now you'll be sitting in style." "Anything for us?" "Careful." "Come on." "I give that couch two weeks before we're moving it down here." "I'm not wired." "You're what?" "Look." "I'm not wired." "I don't get this guy." "What did Kavanaugh say?" "I can't find him." "I went by the hotel." "It's empty." "I called his cell, office, there's no answer." "Why hasn't he arrested you?" "Maybe he never had a solid case." "You think he's packing it in?" "What, pull the plug on the investigation?" "Until we're sure, we act like it's still on." "But I like the feeling I'm getting." "Hey, I hate to start your morning with this, but multiple gang homicide." "Beautiful." "Better than a strong cup of coffee." "Set tripping?" "Drive by." "Male victims are affiliated with Bop Street judging by the ink." "That's what happens when you cross enemy lines." "This turf's been gang neutral since Antwon's crew slithered out of dodge." "Any witnesses?" "Yeah." "Friends of the deceased." "And about as helpful." "Yo... you two see anything?" "Yeah." "Brothas having courage." "My boys went down wet like real G's." "Do you know who did this?" "Some hater." "They almost capped me and Moni too." "Beyond that, I couldn't say." "Did you get a good look at the car?" "No." "We didn't see nothing." "Well, you better start searching your memory or you're gonna get a good look at the inside of our car on the way to the station." "So me and my breezie almost catch hollowpoints and po-po got his foot up my ass." "Ain't that some toy white cop bullshit." "You better check your color, honky." "Chair over here, all right?" "You getting rid of that chair?" "You know the stuffing in this one is shot." "My ass dies a daily death." "Yeah, well, sorry." "It's headed back to surplus." "Well, you can send this one back." "Inventory's expecting that one." "Well, well, well." "Pretty ballsy showing your face around here." "I get to officially notify you that internal affairs is investigating all four members of your former strike team." "You got burned trying to make that case already." "Why don't you move on?" "Since all the strike team's files, all your files on them are here," "I'm gonna be setting up shop in the barn." "Until my investigation is complete." "You're kidding me, right?" "Most of the time." "Just not this time." "And where exactly do you think you're gonna drop anchor?" "Well, I need some privacy." "And I don't want to restrict any of these officers from using the interrogation rooms." "So the easiest thing for me to do is to use your office." "Excuse me, lieutenant." "Are you forgetting that I'm captain here?" "Acting captain." "And that entitles you to a workspace and a phone." "Not a private office." "I understand the last captain did very well right here on the killing floor." "Sorry for the inconvenience." "Scott." "Hey." "Get that stuff." "Put it over there... until I can work this shit out." "I didn't see nothing." "I don't know nothing." "I got nothing to say." "Except thank the most high my man's ok." "Your man?" "He's a kid, and you're not." "How's that work?" "He laces me with nice shit." "And got a big dick." "It's all good." "You're a deep one." "What I'm having a hard time understanding I aside from the ghetto speak, is why some evildoers lit up on your peace posse for no good reason." "Curse of the Fu Manchu." "Arrogant little prick for only being 19, Preston." "That's my government name." "My homies call me Kasper." "The famous Kasper?" "You're making quite a name for yourself these past few months moving rock." "You must have me confused with some other cat." "I hear you been working with the rival sets." "Black, Brown, One-Niner, Spook Street." "You're an equal opportunity dope dealer." "Don't know about that, but see, when you white in Farmington, you don't fit in." "So you gotta make friends everywhere." "You'd make it a whole lot easier on us if we just put our heads together on this." "Yeah, it would be." "But see, I ain't no cheese-eating rodent." "Looks like you been gnawing on something nasty to me." "Yeah." "Vic... we got issues here." "What the hell are you doing?" "I know this will come as a big surprise to you, but you and your team are the subject of an IAD investigation which I am heading up." "You already lost face in front of the brass blowing our russian bust." "How's this play helping you?" "I appreciate your concern, but let me worry about that." "Don't expect any cooperation from those folks down there." "They're a home crowd." "I wouldn't want to do anything to upset them." "Last thing I want to do." "Is rock the boat." "RAP PAYBACK" "Man, if he'd arrest me already, at least then he'd have to lay out what he's got." "Goddamn it." "Come in." "Hi." "Hi." "Lem, Ronnie, you remember Becca Doyle from the Crawford case." "Yeah, sure." "She's representing us now." "Protecting us legally against this nut job upstairs." "You lawyered up?" "She's helping out all of us." "For just such an occasion." "You're taken care of." "Your boy Kavanaugh's quite the loose cannon." "Even his IAD buddies are surprised by this move." "He's made it personal, which helps me make the case that you're being unfairly targeted." "Oh, this looks like... attorney client privilege." "Yes, it is." "Miss Doyle." "Isn't it?" "Yes." "Jon Kavanaugh." "I'm representing all four of these detectives." "Make sure your communications with them go through me." "Oh." "It'll be my pleasure." "I'm looking forward to working with you." "You just let me know when you're ready, ok?" "All right." "Thank you." "All right, we're gonna concentrate on doing our jobs, let her worry about whatever bullshit charges he's trumping up." "The last thing you want is him getting at you through some side door." "Throws you off your game, he comes at you on competency issues, or some mistake you make on the street." "We have some dead kids to account for." "Kasper and his squeeze gave us zip." "What's the next move?" "The dead bangers are Bop Street." "It could be their own set whacked them for breaking ranks." "Working with white folks." "That's a tree worth shaking." "Appreciate what you're doing." "Slip off, ho." "You got nothing to trade." "I've been flossin' and pussy tossing'." "Hand it over." "Oh, shit!" "Go out the back!" "Police." "On the ground." "Couple of your crew caught dirt naps today." "I'm thinking you Bop Street boys are policing yourselves." "You tripping, man." "Then why were they rolling with Kasper?" "We a'right with Kasper." "Mostly." "As in you wanted him and his crew mostly dead?" "Or you're beefin' with some other set." "I don't know." "This guy's rank and file." "Look what I found." "We've been letting Bop Street run game as long as you kept it low key." "Truce is over." "You tell Gunsmoke I'm gonna shut down a Bop Street rock house every two hours until I get that shooter." "Your clique, rival set, doesn't matter." "We want a name." "Nice touch." "Crack vials." "That's old school." "A name." "By the end of today." "Or Bop Street can start filing for chapter 11." "Uh, no." "Thank you." "Well, what do you know." "Robbery homicide." "Seems they're sniffing around the Dutch Man." "Want to set up an interview, that's impressive." "Elite of the elite." "Well, it's not a total surprise." "We've closed some big ones." "The whole business with the D.A. is behind us." "I guess we got some buzz." "You anyway." "Hey, isn't that, uh..." "Fatima Gardner." "It's Kleavon's sister." "Yeah." "You all were pretty sure" "Kleavon killed that girl back when." "Lana Gregory." "Her and several others." "We just weren't able to prove it." "I've been doing what you said." "Watching and listening." "And I found this while I was cleaning his room." "It's Kleavon's." "That's a lot of blood." "We'll check this for DNA." "I don't know if he's noticed it's missing." "He hasn't mentioned cutting himself, or an accident." "If there's nothing to it, he never has to know you were here." "I don't know how to look at him anymore." "My own brother." "Just go home." "Keep doing what you're doing." "Don't be nervous." "Don't give him any reason to think twice." "You know, she says not to seem nervous." "How am I supposed to do that?" "I..." "I just don't know if I can take this." "If we searched your brother's room, for evidence, it's your house, you have every legal right to let us inside." "Kleavon been keeping odd hours?" "Being secretive?" "Nothing out of the ordinary except the shirt." "His room's this way." "All the furniture's mine." "Only thing he brought was in there." "Kleavon do anything else with his time besides work?" "Reads a little." "Watches TV." "Like everyone else." "Dear Lord." "Fatima?" "Fatima?" "Oh..." "Fatima!" "Hey." "Changing the sheets." "I thought you were at the track." "Ah, bum day." "They only needed me an hour." "Let me help." "Then make me a grilled cheese." "I got it." "It's ok." "It's already done." "You all right?" "Of course." "Come on." "I'll make you some lunch." "Can't believe all that time and effort just to get across town then they send me home after an hour." "You want some pickles?" "Sure." "Ok." "What about that... that other job you were looking into?" "Manager told me to call back next week." "Maybe something will turn up." "Yeah." "You want a bottle of 7-up?" "Here it is." "You know, we need some paper towels." "Where the hell is our door?" "The other one too." "That son of a bitch." "Thought you might like a little fresh air." "Let a little sunshine in." "Pretty cheap stunt." "I assume you guys have got nothing to hide." "Right?" "Anyway, with all the confusion last week," "I never did get a chance to congratulate you on that bust." "Nice work." "Even if it was a little..." "unorthodox." "But back to business." "I need to see you in my office." "Not without my lawyer." "Becca Doyle." "Good call." "Let me know when she gets here." "Vandrell, you got a sec?" "Or do you need a lawyer too?" "No." "I'm good." "Shane." "I'll answer whatever questions you got." "I see you just bought a new house." "L.A. Real Estate's Bananas." "You doing a little moonlighting?" "Security work on the side?" "Mara's a realtor." "Between our two salaries, we make due." "Reason I'm here is" "I want to nail shut the Terry Crawley file." "I see that." "That happened over two years ago." "IAD cleared us." "Or didn't you hear the squeeks in your rat hole?" "Wonder if you'd mind taking a look at a transcript." "Of your interview after the shooting." "See if it jars anything loose." "I've been looking at your jacket." "Pretty effective cop." "Gotten yourself into a couple of sketchy situations along the way." "Black mark or two." "You were on your own for a while last year." "Vice." "What made you come back to the strike team?" "I would think that you would want to make a name for yourself flying solo." "Like you dribbling shit all over us to make a name for yourself?" "All the same." "Living in Mackey's shadow all the time." "You don't feel that he was trying to get you back into the fold so that he could get a leash on you, do you?" "What's here is how it went down." "So there was just you, Vic, Terry, and Two Time in that room." "Just me and Vic." "No Lemansky?" "No Gardocki?" "It was true then." "It's true now." "Thanks so much for your help." "I'm gonna need you to sign a document confirming that you know that we are reopening the Terry Crawley case and you are under investigation." "Blow me." "I've talked to every precinct in the city." "No recent bodies matching Kleavon's M.O." "You gonna do something with that?" "Just got off the phone with robbery-homicide." "Turns out they didn't just find me." "A veteran detective recommended they review my file." "I'm gonna check missing persons again." "Are you trying to get rid of me?" "I thought robbery-homicide was your dream job." "I didn't need your help." "There is buzz." "You guys have a Fatima Gardner sign in to see you this morning?" "Yeah." "Her brother just reported her missing." "Yeah." "Captain left a few things up here." "He asked me to get them." "Sure." "Anything you need." "I pulled this off the wall downstairs." "Pretty demeaning, don't you think?" "Doesn't really bother me." "It's just boys being boys." "A lot of money on Vic being your baby's daddy." "Everybody's got an opinion." "Heard a lot of rumors about the two of you." "Are you saying that they aren't true?" "Look, I'm sure you won't blame me when I don't discuss stupid gossip about my personal life with IAD." "Sexual relationships between department personnel need to be divulged in a timely manner." "According to the employee handbook." "Failure to do so can result in suspensions." "Even demotions." "You just got a pay bump recently." "Didn't you?" "Come on." "There's no relationship between me and Vic." "Should I make this official?" "Because I can do that." "Widen my investigation." "Vic and I had a thing, ok?" "It's in the past." "When was that?" "8 or 9 months ago?" "You want to get a court order to draw blood, go right ahead, but this is none of your business." "You still have to disclose your relationship with Mackey." "Fill out the forms today." "And I'll overlook the tardiness." "Hey, Vic." "Checked out our next" "Bop Street target on Hoover." "Doors and windows are fortified." "All right." "Have Ronnie get a doorknocker." "Flash bangs, too." "All right, Vic." "Hey." "Hang on." "Gunsmoke." "We're just about to pay a visit to another one of your crack palaces." "Man, I don't know who capped my peoples." "But I tell you straight up, it wasn't no Bop Street niggas." "After Hoover, we're gonna stop by your Temple Street smoke house." "That'll bring your one day loss to what, 12k?" "You know what it does to my street cred even walking into this pig farm?" "Oink when you got something we can use." "Hold up." "Hold up." "Come here." "Tell them." "I'm chillin' at homegirls around the way, hear shots, see these two vatos drive off." "What'd they look like?" "Vatos." "You know." "Shaved heads." "White tees." "Guy driving had L.A. tattooed all up in here." "But I didn't get a good look at the dude shooting." "What kind of car?" "Old." "I don't know." "But they was riding on gold anodized hundred spoke D's." "I know my wheels." "So we straight now?" "Not yet." "How's a punk ass wigger like Kasper get respect from a crew hard as Bop Street?" "I thought he was a poser myself for a minute." "White boy got business skills." "Split 50-50 off top." "Folks is gettin' paid." "Comes with these names for the product." "Pink yo, yellow fever." "Same old shit only different color caps." "You moving Kasper's product out of the place we took down this morning?" "Look, man." "Fiends want what Kasper's selling." "Can't argue with the free market." "Looking forward to that truce again, fellas." "Hey, Vic." "You got a second?" "I'll get on those rims." "What's up?" "That guy from IAD got all over me about department policy." "Disclosure of personal relationships on the job." "None of his business." "Yeah, well, he's pushing me really hard." "I can't take a suspension or pay cut right now." "I gotta notify Billings." "Just wanted you to know." "When was the last time you saw your sister?" "Lunch time." "Said she was gonna run out for some soda, never came back." "Family drinks a lot of soda." "Seem to remember you were out for soda when Lana Gregory was killed." "It's only a few hours, grown woman." "Bit premature to call the police." "I know my sister." "She say she'll be back, she'll be back." "Mind if we look around?" "Wouldn't have called you if I did." "I'll take her room, you take his." "Fatima's room's clean." "Back door's unlocked." "What do you have?" "It's what I don't have." "Kleavon's death kit." "Latex gloves, knife, duct tape." "It's gone." "I was here earlier." "What?" "Spur of the moment." "Fatima gave her consent." "You searched a murder suspect's house without backup?" "What if Kleavon had showed up?" "I hid in the closet." "He didn't see me." "I slipped out the back door." "Jesus." "If you're wrong, and he confronted her after you left..." "I shouldn't have come alone." "But I wasn't sure you were up to it." "Stress is a trigger." "I saw you were hurting this morning." "I am fine." "Got a neighbor says he saw a prowler exiting the backyard this morning." "Wearing what he called a hundred dollar suit." "I'll deal with the neighbor." "If you think I'm up to it." "Take Kleavon to the barn and get a statement." "I paid $300 for this suit." "Hey." "Who's this ?" "It's Terry Crowley." "One of my guys killed by a drug dealer a couple years ago." "That is one version." "Terry was working for justice." "Investigating allegations of the relationship between drug dealers and your clients." "You have a different version?" "Detective Mackey either acted alone, or with other members of his team, killed detective Crawley." "Or put him in a position to be killed." "Just like that russian I was gonna murder before you blew our sting?" "Any evidence or are you all attitude?" "In due course." "These theatrics why you wanted to see us?" "I'm sure the three of us have better things to do." "Yes." "I'm officially informing you you are under investigation for the death of Terry Crowley and other allegations of corruption." "You have a right to a PBA rep, or a lawyer." "I see you already got one." "And a good one." "Please, could you get him to initial here and here and his signature there." "We'll cooperate fully, so you can stop wasting everyone's time, lieutenant." "I suppose you want a statement." "Actually, if you could have your clients walk me through the house where Terry Crawley was killed, that would be great." "Arrange it soon." "Oh, and take down these photos." "Or I'll file for harassment." "Becca." "I thought the headline in this case was David against Goliath." "Or did this murder charge slip your mind?" "I can't talk about this right now." "This is a big goddamn deal." "It's all a lie." "I'm sorry." "I'll call you later." "What the hell's going on?" "He told them to bring me in." "Can you take the kids?" "You don't have to talk to him, remember?" "I just want to get this over with." "He can't compel your cooperation." "If you feel uncomfortable at any time, you just leave." "Ok." "Corinne." "Thanks for coming." "The children, they can wait inside." "I can take care of my own kids." "Ok." "This way." "Upstairs." "Dad, what the hell's going on?" "Don't talk like that." "He's a cop, right?" "Did Mom do something wrong?" "No." "Never." "Come on, honey." "Vic..." "I, um... caught a 187 times two." "We need you to get on it." "What's 187 mean?" "It means Dad's gonna find you guys a ride." "Come on, kids." "Let's go." "You need anything?" "Can I get you something?" "Coffee?" "Just ask your questions." "You told me that it's difficult to make both the tuitions." "Yet Vic seems to appear to come up with the money all the time." "How do you think he does that?" "Overtime." "Yeah." "I've checked those paystubs." "He always has been a good provider, wouldn't you say?" "I guess that my change now that you split the pie." "Four ways instead of three, huh?" "I don't understand." "Oh, maybe..." "you're not aware?" "Officer Danielle Sofer, who works here, is filing paperwork admitting to a sexual relationship with Vic over the last couple of years." "When did you get divorced?" "Last year." "Right." "Officer Sofer is now pregnant." "Is this another imaginary child like Andy?" "I mean, what kind of a man says he has an autistic child to a woman that has two of her own?" "How sick is that?" "I didn't really like doing that." "I'm sorry." "I just needed to know what kind of woman you are, Corinne." "Really, I mean, this is not about me." "This is about Vic." "It's about you, it's about the kids." "It's about... this new baby." "How we got to this place and where we're gonna go from here." "Please... have a seat." "L.A. Cali-for-nia." "Same caliber as the Bop Street hit." "It's gotta be the shooter from this morning." "Payback's a bitch." "And karma's a whore." "Amado Alvaro." "His place." "No sign of forced entry." "What about ass boy over there?" "No ID yet." "Neighbor called 911." "Saw Alvaro's car driving away a little while after she heard the gunshots." "Hoopty?" "Gold rims?" "Yeah. '69 Olds Cutlass." "Black." "Run Alvaro's registration." "Put an APB out on the car." "Got it." "Let me get a run on a '69 Olds Cutlass." "Vehicle should be rolling up to you right now, detective." "You see it?" "We got it." "Nice work, Larry." "Say hello to whoever killed L.A. and ass boy." "Who's the Chinaman?" "I don't know." "But we're gonna find out." "Hey, get back here!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "Hey!" "Hold." "Hold it!" "Hey, stop, dumb ass." "It's a barbed wire fence." "I didn't do nothing." "Except a double homicide." "That's crazy." "Amado's my main man." "Funny how you know exactly the murders we're talking about." "We've got you fleeing the scene of a murder in the victim's car." "You take one last look at the outside world." "Where'd you put the murder weapon?" "They were dead when I got there." "I swear." "All right." "Search the car." "He was into me for 10 grand." "Some white guy named Kasper was coming by to drop off money." "Amado was meeting Kasper?" "I wasn't supposed to know." "Kasper was coming by to pay him for some work he did." "When I saw bodies, I bounced." "We need to take another run at Kasper." "Remember Terry Crowley?" "Sure." "He was on Vic's team." "Do you remember any change in Vic's behavior leading up to Terry's death?" "No." "But he was pretty torn up afterwards." "We all were." "I'm sure it was terrible." "Terry was working for justice." "Investigating your ex husband's team for corruption." "Planting evidence, extortion." "Kickbacks." "Laundry list of things." "When the Vic made Terry as working for the feds, we believe that he and Shane Vandrell murdered him." "Vic's a lot of things, but he's no killer." "Vic is a survivor." "He'll do whatever it takes." "To protect himself, his team, and his family." "Are you really trying to tell me that after 12 years of marriage, you don't think that that man is capable of pulling the trigger on someone who's trying to take away everything from him?" "Everything?" "You need to stop this, ok?" "Don't cry." "I don't want to see you shed one single tear." "Because tears imply that you didn't know." "And don't you sit here and tell me that you didn't know, Mrs. Mackey." "12 years, you share his bed." "You knew." "You paid your mortgage." "You paid your bills." "And now he's paying for private schools." "You always knew what he was capable of." "Just like you knew about the other women." "Don't you sit here and cry and tell me that he's a good man because we both know that's bullshit." "You left him because you knew." "And yet you protect him... you protect him and you lie." "You lie to me." "No." "Don't you dare sit here shedding tears... you can only do that if you've earned that right." "If it was all a surprise." "But it's not a surprise to the woman who knew him better than anyone on this earth." "Is it?" "Police, open up!" "Please..." "Help me." "Please." "Sir, what's the problem?" "Something's got me." "My dick." "Please..." "Please..." "Hurry." "Sir, just relax." "I'm gonna try..." "No!" "No!" "No!" "Oh, god!" "Oh, please." "Please hurry up!" "You're caught in a rat trap." "Call the paramedics." "One Tango Bravo requesting paramedics for male hispanic mid thirties." "Sir, it's ok." "Paramedics are on the way." "Damn." "Ouch." "Meanwhile, this IAD guy has got my nuts in a waffle iron." "You say this happened at a glory hole?" "Yeah, it's pretty sick, huh?" "Yeah." "Guy's lucky his schlong wasn't cut off." "I figure the perp only let it snap halfway." "Otherwise, it would've... no question." "Anyway, we're re-interviewing the victim as soon as he gets back from the hospital." "Price tag." "Check out the hardware store that sold it." "Yeah." "It's one of 20 in the same transaction two days ago." "That's why my T.O. thought you'd want to put detectives on it." "I can't spare any, so why don't you guys run with it." "It's right up Julian's alley." "It's the kind of case, he can really sink his teeth into." "You and Fatima had a fight." "She was nagging you too much, invading your privacy?" "Lady, I came to you." "Now y'all want to pull me in here about this thing." "You're wasting time." "My sister's missing." "And we're trying to find her." "Then why ain't you out talking to my neighbor about the man he saw at my place?" "We're following up on that." "To help you find your sister, you have to start answering questions." "You gonna cooperate or not?" "Anything for her." "Give us a minute." "Anyone else, I'd say he's genuinely concerned about her." "Given that he's a homicidal sociopath, who knows." "When we get this guy, I want to administer the needle myself." "Wow." "He's really under your skin." "I wish I could get under his." "Ok." "Maybe we hit Kleavon with the bloody shirt, the missing death kit, we get him rattled." "We've already exposed the team enough." "I don't want to blow our cover." "She could still be out there alive." "You know, he could've realized the bloody shirt was missing, figured out Fatima turned on him even if he didn't see me." "Great." "Now that we've covered your ass, you help me figure out what to do." "4:00 this afternoon." "Where were you?" "4:00 this afternoon?" "I was at Monie's crib." "Hitting the skins and smoking endo." "You don't believe me, ask the girl." "You know an Armado Alvaro?" "No." "Shot and killed in his home along with a buddy." "Pretty messy." "Rest in peace." "Matches the description of someone we're looking for in the attack on you and your peeps." "Like the book says," ""No hand raised against me shall prosper."" "The other DB is Adair Zeborio." "Vegas PD was looking at him on a murder for hire." "Case didn't make." "Professional hit." "He didn't get the whole job done, wigger got the last word." "This punk?" "Unlikely." "Gilligan's still half baked on chronic." "Let's keep him yapping." "See where it gets us." "All right." "Am I done here?" "No, you're not done here." "Not until you tell us what you were doing in Amado Alvaro's apartment today." "You all are buggin'." "I was at my homegirl's." "How I'm gonna try and kill somebody" "I never even heard of?" "And how long before you piss of the wrong mandingo and he wastes your pasty wigger ass as reparations?" "Streets got nothing but love for Kasper long as I'm putting money in their pockets." "One bad month, and you'll be dangling from a balcony, just like Vanilla Ice." "Another great white wannabe." "Next thing you know, we're gonna be hearing about some shitty rap album you're gonna want to put out." "Why you tripping on this black-white shit?" "Color ain't a thing." "Oh, come on, man." "This is just us glacier monkeys." "We both know white is right and black is wack." "Which is why you're rolling with the pretty white lady." "You might talk like a brother, but you hang with your own." "Not that the sisters would show you love anyway." "Man, I get more black ass than a bus bench in Compton." "Ya heard." "Hard time imagining you holding it down with some nubian mattress monster." "Well, then you need to ask somebody, one time." "Taneisha's my go-to girl." "She let me tear her phat ass and sugar walls up any time I want." "White ho's only around 'cuz she swallows nut, and I can take her home to moms without any drama." "Word." "That little douche bag is starting to piss me off." "Yeah, well, he gave us enough to put his alibi to the taste test." "Pick up the girlfriend." "I'm gonna stick around." "You must've seen something." "The assailant had to walk right past you to leave that bathroom." "I really didn't get a look at him." "Get a booking slip going." "I need you to stand." "Hands behind your back." "What?" "Stand." "Hands behind your back." "You're arresting me?" "Public indecency." "Lewd conduct." "I'm not the one who did anything." "You think maybe I've suffered enough?" "I have a wife and daughters, if they find out... look, I don't normally do this sort of thing." "Just once or twice to work stuff out." "Please." "Don't do this." "It'll ruin my marriage." "Come on, Sir." "Come on." "I don't have to say anything to you." "We were married, and I'm protected under spousal privilege." "He told you to say that, didn't he?" "Because it protects him." "You know you can waive that right anytime you want to, right?" "Which is why he probably didn't even tell you to get an attorney, did he?" "He got his own lawyer." "Maybe you saw her downstairs." "She's real pretty." "Dark haired." "Such a good provider." "And yet... he's covering his ass." "He's covering his guys' ass." "And he leaves you just hanging out there." "You know why?" "Because he doesn't want you listening to anybody else but him." "Your lawyer would be looking after your interests." "And that doesn't help him." "That hurts him, in fact, so... your lawyer would advise you to cooperate." "To tell me the truth." "Tell me what I want to know." "But you're here..." "all alone." "You want to know what I see?" "I mean just looking at you." "I see a mother of three, going away for obstructing justice protecting a man she knows is a criminal." "What are your two autistic children gonna do when you're..." "locked away and serving your sentence?" "What are they gonna do?" "How are they gonna be in foster care?" "Stop it!" "Well, tell me what I want to know." "I'm just asking you to tell me... tell me what I want to know." "Vic is not going to take care of those kids when you're gone." "Vic gave me some cash in a bag a little while ago." "That's it." "I don't know anything else." "There was nothing else." "How... how much?" "65,000." "Where'd it come from?" "I didn't ask." "I never asked." "And where is it?" "I spent most of it on tuition, and on therapists." "There's only about $5,000 left." "I need that money." "I need that money back." "Now." "Now you can cry." "You might wanna rethink this alibi you're handing Kasper." "We can put him in the crib where Amado Alvaro got his brains splashed." "That's the guy that shot at you and killed your friends." "If you're lying to cover for your mad boy toy, we can get you on conspiracy to commit murder." "Just like pulling the trigger yourself." "You'll be old and in the way by the time you see the sky again." "I've got nothing to say." "Period point blank." "Kasper's got plenty to say about you." "I get more black ass than a bunch bench in Compton." "Ya heard." "Hard time imagining you holding it down with some nubian mattress monster." "You better ask somebody, one time." "Taniesha's my go-to girl." "She let me tear her phat ass and sugar walls up anytime I want." "White ho's only around 'cuz she swallows nut." "You all right?" "Don't talk to me." "What happened?" "Not now." "Just let me go." "Corinne..." "Corinne, I'll call you." "Vic, Moni gave up our friendly ghost." "What's wrong?" "Come on, man." "Let's go." "You know, the thing about women." "And it doesn't really matter what color they are." "When they get pissed off, watch out." "Moni just threw your pink-ass cheeks to the curb." "You had the smarts, the business model, stripper girlfriend." "What you didn't have was the street cred." "Not really." "Not like some hard ass brother." "You're only a true baller when somebody wants you dead." "And if the bullets miss you, makes you immortal to the streets, right?" "So you hired Alvaro and Zeborio to shoot up your friends." "Make you look like the target." "Market yourself as some bad ass dude instead of a punk ass white boy." "You been smoking crack." "Your girl Moni just gave us the key to her locker at the Cheetah where she stashed the Tek-Nine you did the two hit men with." "Shooter out of the way, you don't have to pay for the hit, right?" "The business man in you saw a way to save a buck." "Instead it's gonna cost you three to five dimes in the State Pen." "Bitches ain't shit." "Your sister's a church going woman." "You grow up that way?" "Jesus is my savior." "That's what you mean?" "That's what I love about the church." "No matter how bad you are, how often, forgiveness is always there." "All you gotta do is come clean." "What's that got to do with finding her?" "I don't know." "Maybe she started looking at you funny after you murdered Lana." "Maybe she wanted to ask you about it, but she was too scared." "And then one day, it all came out." "But you couldn't have that, so you had her killed, and reported her missing, so you could make yourself look innocent." "No!" "I didn't kill my sister." "That's my blood." "They were all somebody's blood, Kleavon." "Didn't stop you then." "Why would it stop you this time?" "Don't talk to me like that." "I'll talk to you any way I goddamn please." "You can't arrest me, and you're not helping me." "I'll find her myself." "I'd be willing to make these charges go away on two conditions." "Anything you want." "You never do this type of thing again." "My word." "And you help us I.D. The guy who did this." "Then I'll be involved in a court case." "I know how this works." "My brother's a lawyer." "Either way, it's all public." "I'll keep your name out of this." "But I cannot get this guy and his 19 other rat traps off the street without your help." "Bridge of his nose is right, but his cheekbones are higher." "Hey." "You decided to cut him some slack?" "Lesser of two evils." "Gets the kook off the streets." "You think we're looking for a vigilante?" "Don't know." "Julien, you and I got off to a rough start." "But I feel like things are starting to make more sense." "Good." "Look, man, I grew up with my gay uncle living with us." "So it's no big deal to me." "But I saw what he had to go through." "I honestly just didn't get your situation." "I'm not sure what you're trying to say." "All I'm saying is that I understand." "And it's between you and your wife anyway, so I'm cool." "You're cool with what?" "That I'm the T.O. That should've washed you out weeks ago?" "You don't understand anything." "I know why you recommended me for robbery-homicide." "No need to thank me." "You're getting sicker, and you can't bear for me to see it." "A woman may be dead because you wanted to protect me." "I shouldn't have done the search without you." "I'm sorry." "I do not let my illness get in the way of my job." "You do." "That's dangerous." "I'm not leaving you." "Detectives." "You wanted to be notified of any black, female dump jobs." "Late forties." "Probably strangled." "That's not Kleavon's M.O." "That's his sister." "Uni says it looks like rape." "His own sister?" "It's not Fatima." "Who is it?" "Look at this." "He chopped her hair off." "Yeah." "Not with scissors." "Probably a knife." "You recognize the haircut?" "Looks like I got under Kleavon's skin after all." "Hey." "Thanks for swinging by." "I wanted to finish this in person." "Me, too." "If you didn't before, now you can see how out of control Kavanaugh is." "I need to decide if I want to represent you." "Any of you." "First, you're a sacrificial lamb to appease angry voters after that referendum tanked." "We're the good guys in this." "Only not that good." "Because then you tell me" "Aceveda had you doing dirty work for him and is setting you up to take the fall." "Today I find out, this is about capital murder on a cop." "Becca, it's a put up job." "Right now..." "I have no clue about who the hell you really are." "How can I help you with that?" "I actually had a kernel of faith that you could take the guy down." "Now it just seems like you've lost your senses." "You're under investigation, Councilman." "For what?" "Your connection with Mackey." "I don't understand how you're so gung-ho to get this guy, yet be in his pocket at the same time." "Something I got to look at." "You still think that I helped Vic set you up with that russian sting?" "Man, he got to you." "Playing us against each other." "You may as well fold up your tent and go home." "One thing I know for sure... when you sat in this office, could've put an end to him." "But you didn't." "Now it's my turn." "You seriously think this little display of yours is going to work?" "I need you to initial here, here, and I need your signature here." "You're still a reserve cop, right?" "I do have authority over you." "You walk out that door," "I'm gonna take your badge." "And I'm gonna tell every reporter in town why." "Then you may as well add insubordination to your list of bullshit allegations." "You want any paperwork signed, you send it to my office." "I'll have the city attorney take a look at it." "Fine." "I'm chairman of the Police Committee." "This is a fight you don't want." "I didn't want any of it." "But I'm here... and I'm staying." "Corinne, call me." "Kavanaugh's upstairs with Aceveda." "What the hell's going on?" "It's almost 8:00 and he's till at it." "What do we do, just leave for the night?" "Subtitles:" "FRM-xxy  Sapotille"