"Tommy doesn't look like a cop." "Looks like he should be on the cover of TigerBeat." "He's the last guy I'd expect to see in a unit like this, but the first guy you want in a gunfight." "He was a pro surfer until a Great White nearly tore him in half." "The attack changed him like a bite from a vampire..." "Gave Tommy a taste for death." "He still surfs every morning." "The sharks don't worry him at all." "But there's another demon out there that attacks without warning..." "Your past." "There." "See those daisy-cutters?" "Grenade launcher that took out the SUV." "It's all military-grade hardware." "Those weapons killed six cops, including your partner." "I aim to find out how these guys got their paws on 'em." "What's the difference between a Harley and a vacuum cleaner?" "You can fit two dirt bags on a Harley." "These beauty pageant winners call themselves The Black 23's." "Wonder if any of them are single?" "Guy with the swastika tattoo on his face looks unafraid of commitment." "Tip came in." "They've got an arms deal going down early this morning." "23's are gonna sell those guns to the Sinaloans." "And guess who's gonna be there when it does?" "Look at these guys." "They're just door-to-door salesmen." "They're working for someone." "I want their CEO." "So do I." "We start with them, work our way up the food chain." "Get these weapons off the street before another cop winds up on the wrong end of one." " So, how you gonna handle it?" " Handle what?" "Lockhart riding your ass about bringing her intel on me." "Who said she was riding my ass?" "Well, your text messages, for starters." "You... you went through my phone?" "You went to take a leak, I went in your phone." "Let's move past it." "Can you believe she code-named me "Rooster"?" "I feel like there's a double entendre in there somewhere." "You broke into my phone." "You left it unlocked, genius." "You must be getting comfortable here." "Gotta be careful..." "Someone might go through your pictures and find out what kind of incredibly vanilla stuff you and your wife get up to behind closed doors." "You are unbelievable." "Relax, trainee." "Seriously, though, what are you gonna give Lockhart?" "It's been two months since she put me in SIS, and I'm supposed to be informing on you, but I haven't brought her a damn thing." "She's digging in on me, Frank." "If I don't give her something soon," "I'll be lucky if all she does is yank me out of the squad." "She yanks you out, there goes our chance of finding Billy's killer." "I gotta give her something that'll draw blood." "Tommy, Rebecca, help me out with a bet here." "Let's say Rolling Stone's doing a list of our greatest hits." "What would you say is our "Sgt. Peppers"?" "Wait..." "Rolling Stone?" "That's..." "That's like Pitchfork for old people, right?" "What's "Sgt. Peppers"?" "Hilarious." "I'm gonna trade you guys in for someone who looks up to me." "Where's the fun in that?" "What about you, Junior?" "You been doing your homework?" "Any of my cases strike you as problematic?" "What about the coke bust y'all pulled in Puente Hills last year?" "Chicken feed." "Lockhart won't bite." "The Wooderson Brothers beatdown?" "Whoa." "I said "draw blood,"" "not "stick our junk in a wood chipper."" "How about the old guy you shot down in Lynwood?" "He went after his wife with an axe." "You shot him in front of his grandkids on Christmas." "They were Jehovah's Witnesses." "It wasn't like I ruined their holiday." "Yo, look alive, on your three." "All right, Sinaloans..." "The champagne of gangsters." "Just the type of guys you want buying heavy artillery." "And here comes the sexy." "Wait for them to make the exchange, and then swoop in and ruin their weekend." "Bienvenidas." "Looking forward to doing business with you." "Evan, Hurry your ass!" "Yeah, I'm on it, Clancy!" "As requested... 25 M-4 machine guns, 20 Desert Eagle pistols," "10 Claymore anti-personnel land mines." "Hell, I'll even throw in a set of Ginsu knives." "$300,000." "Beautiful." "Care to take her for a test-drive?" "Got any more ammo?" "You know it." "What's the play, Frank?" "Stay put." "Well, looks like the 23's are double-dippin'." "Kill the customers, re-sell the guns, get paid twice." " We gotta move in." " Forget it." "Let 'em shoot it out and grab whoever's still standing." "What?" "Circle of life." "It's not like they're an endangered species." "We don't move now, there will be no one left to interrogate." "I'm gonna find out where those guns are coming from, Frank." "Okay, keep your shirt on." "All right, we're movin' in." "LAPD!" "Drop your weapons!" "Drop your gun!" "Get on the ground!" "On the ground!" "Drop 'em!" "Drop 'em on the ground!" "All the way down." "Bad news, Easy Riders, you're all under arrest." "Keep your hands on the ground where we can see 'em, unless you want to become an involuntary organ donor." "Where the hell's Tommy?" "Come on!" "We can't just stand here and let 'em fight all day." ""Fight" is a generous word for what I'd call that." "Get off!" "Get off me!" "Why doesn't he just shoot him?" "Get off me!" "Get off me!" "Get on the ground." "What the hell was that all was about?" "Just workin' some stuff out with a buddy from the old neighborhood." "Well, work it out on your own time." "Your buddy's in a world of hurt." "So, Tommy Campbell's a cop now." "And Evan Corolla's runnin' with The Black 23's." "You're just bad news incarnate, bro." "It's good to see you, amigo." "It's been a hot minute." "Keep movin'." "Not to overstate the obvious, but guess who ain't making Sturgis this year?" "Sturgis is for soft old men who are compensating for something." "You'd fit right in." "Look around for a second." "Your boys are already in lockup." "It's just you and me now." "No shame in doing the math." "Let's see... homicide on top of arms dealing on top of conspiracy?" "Gee, your grandkids will be flying around in jet packs by the time you get out." "So, how 'bout you tell me where you and the rest of The Village People are getting your guns, and we have a more productive conversation?" "I don't talk to cops." "Never have, never will." "Same policy you seem to have for taking a bath." "Well, try not to peel too much paint off your cell walls." "I'm gonna head out." "I'm gonna get one of your weak-ass lieutenants to tell me what I wanna know..." "Which they will." " Take it to the bank." " Long-haired kid in your squad had a chance to shoot one of my crew, but he didn't." "You guys aren't known for your restraint." "Instead, they wind up playing in the sand..." "Kind of like they knew each other." "Now, why do you suppose that is?" "You tell me." "You better sit down with your home boy and get him talking about his distributor, before he gets a shiv stuck his liver." "Moved?" "What do you mean "he's been moved?"" "10 minutes ago, Evan Corolla was transferred out to a federal facility in Arizona, on the orders of the ATF." "Hey, why's the ATF moving our prisoner around when you could be out burning a religious compound?" "Well, we're re-branding." "Special Agent Lynch." "Good to meet you." "Mr. Corolla's part of our op." "He's spent the last year working for us." " As an informant?" " Yeah, he was, until he failed to tell us about that gun sale this morning." "And I told him if he ever screwed up," "I'd have his ass back to Kingman County so fast, he'd see jet streams." "I'm nothing if not a man of my word." "Yeah, you're also the man who just put a target on his head." "Come again?" "The 23's already think Evan's a snitch." "You know, that sort of thing happens when you scoop one guy up and leave the rest of his crew rotting in jail." "Come on, use your head." "There's 23's in every prison from here to Missouri." "How long do you think he's gonna last inside before somebody serves him a shank sandwich?" "Well, we're sticking him in the sex-offender's wing, so I think the worst thing he's gonna have to deal with is some friendly neighborhood pederast." "And the ATF is taking over this investigation from here on, so thank you for your cooperation and all that." "Pleasure was all ours." "What's the deal with you and that Evan guy?" "We grew up together." "Things went bad..." "Ancient history." "Must be why you're re-arranging furniture." "Don't you think it's weird we didn't even get the chance to interview him about the guns?" "And what are you saying?" "I'm saying there's something off about this entire situation, and the rest of the 23's sure as hell aren't gonna talk." "Well, Evan ain't gonna talk to me either." "I can promise you that." "Well, maybe you..." "You get him feeling a little nostalgic." "How?" "By the end of the day, he's Arizona state property." "What if we get to him before then?" "They're en route to Kingman County Prison." "I-40's under construction, so they are gonna detour onto the state road." "We take the 15." "We can beat them to the inspection gate." "And say what?" ""Excuse me, random ATF dudes, may we please have a word with your prisoner?"" "Drinking on the job..." "The recipe for a long, healthy life." " My grandfather lived to be 97." " And he did that?" "No, but he minded his own business." "Want me to text her back for you?" ""Dear Deputy Chief Lockhart,"" "here is a picture of my ass," ""suitable for kissing."" "What I want is intel, Frank, just something that'll buy us some breathing room." "My second wife, Kalisha, did I ever tell you about her?" "You married a woman named Kalisha?" "Is she black?" "No, I managed to find the only white girl on the planet named "Kalisha"" "and put a ring on her 'cause she was a limited edition." "Of course she was black." "Kalisha was way into the Discovery Channel." "I remember coming home one night, and she's watching this documentary where a mama bird's chewing up food and regurgitating it into its baby's mouth." "That's how they feed their young." "I'm not gonna chew your food for you." "You want to investigate me, trainee?" "Happy flying." "Hey, man, I was enjoying that." "Makes one of us." "Guy's got a singing voice designed to enrage rodeo bulls." "Damn, you guys are grouchy." "What are y'all mad for anyways?" "It's not like y'all are goin' to jail today." "Besides, we're on this beautiful drive, got all this awesome scenery, these blue skies." "You know, I think I saw the cutest family of jackrabbits" " back there." " Shut up!" "Okay." "Where y'all going?" "Bathroom." "Man, I gotta go, too." "That's heartbreaking." "No way!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey, Boonie!" "Dynamite!" "Boonie!" "Dynamite!" "Man, I'm happy to see you guys." "I'm so not ready to go back to jail." "Hey, you guys gotta get me the hell out of here quick!" "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" "Clancy asked us to deliver a message to you." ""Snitches get shot."" "I thought it was "snitches get stitches?" "!"" "Not today, Evan." "Adios." "Help!" "These guys are trying to kill me!" "Hey, these guys are trying to kill me!" "Help!" "Okay, where were we?" "Drop your weapons, hands on your head." "Don't think, just do it." "How the hell did you find me?" "You know I'm a detective, right?" "Freeze!" "Drop your weapons!" "Easy, boys, we're just here to talk to your suspect." "You both need to take a big step back, put down your guns, and put your hands..." "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait." "Where the hell were you two just now?" "Pit stop." "So, you left your suspect alone in the back of a van..." " I'm gonna tell you one last time..." " and while you're gone, a hit squad of Black 23's just happens to show up." "Is that right?" "You got till the count of three to disarm." "One!" "Two!" "Okay, you win." "We're dropping our weapons." "It's all good." "Keys." "Now." "Out." "I ain't goin' anywhere with you." "Fine." "Stay here with them." "Hell no." "No, no." "Wait, wait, wait." "Wait, all right." "Cuff yourselves together." "Do it." "You two are kidnapping a federal fugitive." "There's no walking back from this." "This is my situation." "You walk away now, you still have plausible deniability." "You were saying?" "Thank you." "Son of a bitch!" "Okay, so, we've officially got both the ATF and The Black 23's coming to kill us, and we've got maybe a five-minute head start before word gets back to Lynch that we sprung you." "So whatever the hell is going on here, you better spill it now." "Wanna hear a funny story?" "Paid a visit to the archives." "Turns out the Waterstreet case had nothing to do with you." "It was one of my dad's cases where he was investigated by I.A." "What are you tryin' to pull here, Frank?" "Man, this is a hell of a mix-up." "I must be losing my faculties in my advanced age." "Maybe I need to start doing brain-building exercises or taking Ginko Biloba." "Take a pew." " I'll stand." " Suit yourself." "Once upon a time in the hood, down on Waterstreet, your dad was after a real dangerous S.O.B." "named Delvon Lincoln, went by the street name of Teflon." "Teflon was the kind of gangster that struck fear in the hearts of every hope-to-die banger south of the 10." "Only problem was, guess why we called him "Teflon."" "No charges ever stuck?" "Not even after he killed a cop." "So, Billy planted a gun on this mutant, sent him up to Chino for 20 years, and there was peace in the valley again." "You're saying my dad planted evidence on a suspect?" "Teflon wasn't a suspect." "He was a virus in a wife beater." "Nobody's pouring out 40s over poor old Teflon, Kyle." "Billy knew what needed to get done, and he had the balls to do it." "No." "No, you're lying." "Riddle me this." "Who do you think gave Billy the gun he planted?" "I don't care what you gave him." "My dad would've never done something like that." "You wanna talk about what people will never do?" "A few weeks ago, you never would've helped launch a semi-legal incursion into a nightclub where they sold women as animals." "You never would've been party to a kidnapping of one of the most prominent citizens of the West Side." "And you probably would've never stuck around for a shootout with a bunch of Yakuza, defying direct orders from Lockhart, when you had the option of walking away." "Point is, what a man is willing to do is not set in stone, Kyle." "It fluctuates, evolves." "Do this job long enough, you'll understand." "I'm sorry, was that your" ""there is no Santa Claus" moment for the day?" "I asked you for dirt, and you gave me dirt on my dad." "You knew I wouldn't take this to Lockhart." "You're not seeing the full picture." "Enlighten me." "Yeah." "Look, we got problems." "Me too." "Kyle just made a mess on the floor here." "We sort of just stole Evan Corolla from the ATF." "Okay, you win." "Talk." "We got the full story from Evan." "Turns out, he's not Agent Lynch's snitch." "He's his proxy." "Lynch was using Evan and The 23's as salesmen to sell guns he confiscated on the job." "Clever little bastard's pulling the same stunt as The 23's last night." "What?" "Double-dipping." "ATF confiscates weapons, they don't want 'em falling back in the wrong hands." "So, they send them to a recycling plant and melt them down as pig iron." "Of course, if you keep the guns for yourself and make it look like, on paper, you incinerated 'em, you can make a tidy profit reselling them." "Classic double-dip." "Only this particular one got my partner killed." "Listen up." "Our friend, Special Agent Lynch, sold weapons that got used in one of the worst police massacres in LAPD history, and I bet he's keen to cover that up." "He won't stop looking for you until he's kicked over every rock in the desert." "You just summoned old-testament retribution saving this friend of yours, Tommy." "I hope he's worth it." "Get your asses off the grid now." "You want answers?" "Ask me when this is over." "Time being, we got figure out a way to keep our people alive." "We got to find a place to hide out." "It's too dangerous here." "There's a place in the desert we can go to." "Wherever he tells us to go, we do the opposite." "Come on, man, I'm just trying to help." "Help?" "Right, 'cause that's what you're known for..." "Always comin' through for people in their hour of need." "Man, you still mad?" "You didn't gather that by me handing you your ass this morning?" "I just figured you were blowin' off steam." "Guess you still have a hell of a lot of steam left in there?" "You got that right." "And for the record, that fight was a draw." "And I would've come out on top if you hadn't been fighting dirty." "I don't fight dirty." "You fight dirty." "You held my head down and you made me eat sand." " That is textbook fighting dirty." " Come on." "Every time you got in a brawl with somebody in high school, you'd grab their junk and squeeze till they tapped out." "That was your go-to move, man." "People started spreading rumors about that..." "Hey, guys?" "I'm tellin' you." "This bug-out pad..." "Ain't no one gonna find us there." "Trusting this guy is dangerous." "So is staying out here." "This thing goes sideways," "I promise you, you'll be the first one shot." "Game plan..." "Clearing Tom and Rebecca means busting Lynch." "We gotta get those guns but of evidence before he disappears 'em." " And if he's already gotten there?" " Better hope he hasn't." "How much faster does this thing go?" "She was forged in the 9th circle of Detroit." "See for yourself." "The case of guns from this morning's bust, where are they?" "They've been requisitioned back to the ATF." "Wow, you two look stressed." "Case of the Mondays." "Yeah, it must be spreading, 'cause apparently two of your cops just decided to kidnap our C.I. at gunpoint." "Hard to believe a couple of L.A. street cops got the drop on two armed feds." "Remember that crack you made earlier about the ATF incinerating all those nut bags down in Waco?" "Well, that was done live on national TV." "So, you can just imagine what I can do when there are no cameras rollin'." "The name Jennifer Mitchell mean anything to you?" "Come on, Jen." "Come on, partner, come on!" "Died from a gunshot wound, alongside five other cops." "No, sorry, that didn't ring a bell." "Let's gut this son of a bitch." "Okay." "You guys gonna keep me in the dark forever here, or what?" "Come on, man!" "What the hell happened between you two?" "It's not the time or the place." "In junior year, Venice Beach..." "I said it's not the time." "Let's hash it out, bro." "Come on." "Junior year, Venice Beach." "It was you and me and Luke." "Yeah." "It was the two of us and our friend Luke." "That was the best summer any of us ever had." "You wanna go back out there?" "That's okay." "I just wanna watch the waves." "But he kept pushing us into more and more dangerous stuff." "I mean, one week, it's "Let's boost beer from Davey Jones."" "The next, it's, "Let's break into the surf shop"" ""and steal gear."" "I dipped out when it got to that point, so he went without me, took Luke with him." " He's gonna be so mad." " Yeah." "Next thing you know, the owner's there, shooting at 'em." "Crap!" "You had a choice." "You definitely had a choice." "You could've stayed and tried to stop the bleeding, called an ambulance, something, anything!" "Instead, you let him die alone on the ground." "That true?" "I was 17, and I was scared." "You know what else is true?" "You never came to see me once the entire time I was locked up." "Not even a phone call." "Just took off to Australia to go surfing while I was getting my teeth kicked out in the yard, man." "Hell, man." "How you think I joined up with the 23's in the first place?" "You think I went in there wanting to be friends with those people?" "I had a good life." "Had two of the best friends I could hope for." "And I lost it all over $65 worth of surfing gear." "Look, Ev, I..." "Just stop, man." "Just turn here, bro." "Lynch is sitting on $300 grand's worth of heavy artillery." "No way he sends that to the incinerator." "So, what are you proposing?" "We roll into the ATF building and yell "stick 'em up"?" "We don't stop this guy, Tommy and Rebecca go down, and more guns end up in the hands of cop-killers." "Train's rolling out, Kyle." "Either get on it or get under it." "I am not risking letting this bastard go free because you wanna play cowboy, Frank." "And I'll be damned if I'm gonna let Lynch take something else from me." "You got a better idea?" "I'm all ears." "Hi, we're from Vanowen Recycling, got a call to pick up a shipment this afternoon?" "I don't have anything scheduled." "Call came from Special Agent Lynch's office, said it needed to get done today." "He's out of the office, so I'm just gonna have to connect with him to confirm." "Zoe?" "That's your name, right?" "I'm sorry." "I don't know why." "But I've always loved that name." "I-I had a Latin teacher back in high school who went by "Ms. Zoe,"" "and I had the crush to end all crushes on her." "Do you know what your name means in Latin?" "No." "Neither do I." "I didn't learn a thing in that class." "You were too busy checking out Ms. Zoe?" "Some things never change." "We're on a timetable here." "Mind if we get that shipment squared away?" "Sure thing." "If I can get your signature..." "I've seen you before." "Probably not." "I'm new on the crew." "Brand-new, just hired him last week." "No, I don't mean that I've seen you around here." "I..." "On TV!" "Two months ago, there was that cop that jumped out a window to save that baby, and I swear to God, you look exactly like him." "Whoa, hey." "That thing that white people can't tell black folk apart..." "I thought that was just an ugly stereotype, but..." "No, no, no, no." "I'm..." " No, that's not what I meant!" " You just proved me wrong." " I-I-I'm sorry." " Geez, Zoe." "Where is your racial sensitivity?" "That is so not what I meant!" "Look, just..." "Just sign over the shipment, and I'll be gone." "You know, back to my side of town." "Back to your side of town?" "She doesn't have to know I live on Sunset." "I said it before." "You got your dad's magic in you." " Pshew." " Yeah." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Yo!" "Hold up." "Easy, dude." "I'm just gonna hit the head." "What's the plan?" "Well, first thing tomorrow, we go find a phone and call Frank, see if he somehow pulled a miracle out of his ass." "Till then, we wait." "I call dibs on the couch." "And I call dibs on not getting crabs from the couch." "Good call." "Plumbing doesn't work." "Evan, stop!" "Don't move." "Hate that it came to this, bro, but you put me in a little corner, and I sure as hell don't trust you to keep me safe." "So this is why you brought us here?" "So you could get your bag and bug out?" "What can I say?" "I'm sorry, amigo." "Don't be." "I should've seen it coming." "This is who you are, man." "Clancy must've given up this location." "Here come the adults." "Hello?" "Howdy, Special Agent Lynch." "It's 3:45." "Do you know where your guns are?" "It's actually 3:46, Frank." "Do you know where your crew is?" "Frank?" "Shut up." "You and Becca all right?" "I know what our "Sgt. Peppers" is." " It's the Whitlock House." " Shut up!" "I don't suppose you're gonna tell me what the hell that was code for, Frank?" "You suppose correctly." "All right, well, we're gonna make a trade here..." "Your crew for my guns." "If I get the slightest inkling, Frank, that you're not coming correct, then little Becky and Tommy here won't come home feet first." "Where are we doing this?" "Out, let's go." ""Whitlock House,."" " This plan better work." " Just be ready." "Get your game face on." "Looks like a full house." "Brought along some extra muscle from south of the border." "Thought that handsome face looked familiar." "Hands, let me see hands." "McManus, check the crate." "Aah!" "He got a land mine rigged in here!" "You know, I honestly don't know how much pressure it takes to detonate one of these." "Whoa!" "Don't pull on that!" ""Don't pull on that."" "Now, those are words well worth an obituarian's time." "This thing goes off, we're talkin' a 50-foot-wide blast of shrapnel bukkake." "Now let my crew go, or are all get cleaned up with a mop." "I don't think so, Frank." "You're not gonna blow away your family." "We both know that." "I'm nothing if not a man of my word." "Well, I'll be damned!" "Good to see you too, hermano." "Aah!" "Come on, come on." " Aah!" " Easy there, sweetheart." "You're gonna need that hand where you're going." "Call an ambulance!" "Hey, hey, hey, hey." "Hang in there, Ev." "Look at me." "Hang in there." "Hang in there." "You're gonna be all right." "We got..." "We got an ambulance on the way." "We can get you fixed up." " You're gonna be fine," " I promise." "Tommy..." "No, no, no, no, no." "No, no, no, no." "Hey, hey." "Look, I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "You were just a kid." "You were scared." "I-I shouldn't have stayed mad at you." "It's not your fault." "It's okay, brother." "I just wanna watch the waves." "We got an active crime scene in North Lot, Cove Beach." "No, it's contained." "What's the ETA?" "Thanks." "You're a real piece of work, Special Agent Lynch." "You're not far behind, Detective Rourke." "Everybody's got their side hustles." "Mine don't get cops killed." "What?" "Jennifer Mitchell." "Name rings a bell now, doesn't it?" "That's my trainee." "You know, it's funny." "After the whole thing went down with Evan and Luke, it got me thinking I needed a change." "You know, if I'd never met Evan," "I'd be somewhere else, doing something else." "Hell, I'd be someone else." "Thought you might want this." "You're a good man, Kyle." "Promise me you won't get lost out there." "We got 'em, partner." "We got 'em." "I ain't even close to being in the mood for this right now." "Just answer me straight up." "Are you trying to use my father against me?" "You're missing the point." "How?" "What if I was to tell you the Waterstreet case isn't even about your old man?" "Come on, trainee." "Look at who signed off on the file." "That's right." "Lockhart knew what me and Billy were up to, but she wanted Teflon gone just as bad as we did." "Hell, she authorized the whole operation." "Now, that's information that could blow up her entire career." "Use it to your advantage." "Stop reacting and start instigating." "Flip the script." "This whole Waterstreet thing... was you trying to help me?" "That file's a weapon." "I trust you to wield it." "That, and I don't like seeing my guys get manipulated." "By someone other than you." "Nobody likes a smartass, kid." "Stay tuned for scenes from our next episode."