"Detective Wagenbach?" "Craig Milne." "Pleasure." "This is my partner, Claudette Wyms." "The minute I saw the scene, I thought of your case." "Strangled, sexually assaulted." "Semen on the abdomen." "–It's him." "–He's moved his hunting grounds." "We're canvassing but so far, nothing." "–Point of entry?" "–Back door." "I know your guy steals figurines, but this lady was a clean freak." "There's no dust." "It's hard to tell if anything's gone." "I contacted her kids." "They'll tell us about her movements tonight." "–Help establish a timeline." "–Great." "After you've done your..." "Absolutely." "I'll put a rush on the DNA, keep you posted." "We should crosscheck our notes for similarities." "Working on a name for the baby yet?" "No." "We're..." "We're gonna wait until we find out if it's a boy or a girl." "Let me look at your ring again." "You found yourself a good one this time." "I know." "A real southern gentleman." "Ma, I..." "I need to talk to you about that money that we gave you." "–You don't know how much it helped." "–We're not asking for it back." "See, one of my clients gave it to me." "A 2 percent kickback for moving their bid to the front of the line." "People do it all the time in the real estate business." "It's just..." "It's just that it's not exactly... –Legal?" "–Look, it's not a big deal." "What Mara didn't know is that this guy, he's a bit of a player." "I found out that the feds are investigating him." "And that money could be dirty." "So if anyone comes asking, you can't say that it came from me." "Because I could lose my real estate license." "Wouldn't be the first time I covered for you." "Would it, sugar?" "Do it now." "Put the money in the bag." "Let's go." "Hurry." "I swear to God, I'll blow your head off." "Stop screwing around." "What the hell, man?" "Move your ass." "And the coins too, asshole." "And the coins too." "Let's go, let's go." "–Now, bitch." "–Police." "Get down." "Get down." "Call 911." "–Two in the 10-ring." "Nice." "–Yeah." "Two got away and you hit one of them?" "Yeah." "In the arm or the shoulder." "I'm gonna have to take your weapon, captain." "It's my personal piece." "I was running errands when I saw the robbery go down." "When we get an ID, check your gang contacts." "See who his running mates are." "They're Byz Lats." "I'll rattle a few cages." "You wanted back on the street." "Promised you'd be more valuable there." "I wanna know every pressure point this gang has by morning." "The dead guy watched me shove a bong down his buddy's windpipe." "Twenty says his buddy's one of the others." "Captain out here in the night and he runs into them?" "It's a pretty big coincidence." "Unless it's not a coincidence." "What if these are the guys Diagur sent to get the money out of the freezer?" "The ones you told him to send?" "Then they're the assholes who kicked the shit out of Aceveda, took his gun." "Which means he was tracking them here when this thing went down." "He might track them back to us and the cash." "Let's not get premenstrual until we talk to Diagur." "Come on." "Jesus, Diagur." "Who are these guys?" "Every time I see you, you got your mouth wrapped around a clam." "Throw something on." "We got problems." "Killing Ricky was payback for getting his gun off him." "Ricky, Juan, those are the guys you sent for the marked money?" "–Juan." "He was in on this robbery?" "–Yeah." "What about the other guy?" "Talking about Vido?" "One of my boy's cousin." "He wanted in." "Nice initiation, shooting at a cop." "They told me they were gonna rob some slant-eyes." "–They check in yet?" "–No." "When they do, you tell them to get their asses out of here." "And I'm not talking about a long weekend in Eagle Rock." "I mean Mexico." "I'll take care of the rest." "–Are you okay?" "–I'm fine." "You didn't call." "I just saw it on the news." "I'm trying to track down the two guys who escaped." "David, you shot someone." "They shot at you." "Come home." "Whatever's happened... you need to come home now." "I'm not finished." "How's Matthew doing with his workshops?" "Very well." "His aptitude for cognitive reasoning's accelerated." "Ideas and thoughts are often clearer." "–How's he doing with other kids?" "–He's internalizing less." "So he's making friends?" "He still keeps mostly to himself, but he's getting more curious." "These are great." "The children's assignment was to draw a picture of their family." "Where's Matthew's?" "I took it down." "I didn't think you should see it without an explanation first." "What kind of explanation?" "Matthew's picture was of his mother, his two sisters... and his therapist, Owen." "It's often common for autistic kids to become confused... during changing situations, right?" "Absolutely." "I can get you the drawing if you want." "Sure." "–Yeah." "–My mom wants more money." "What?" "She did the math." "Two percent of a $600·000 sale." "She said that adds up to more than seven grand." "She said that?" "–When?" "–As soon as you walked out the door." "She waits to get me alone to pull her shit." "Well, maybe you just misunderstood." "She asked me for another three grand." "–What did misunderstand?" "–Your mother is blackmailing us?" "Look, let's just give her the money, okay?" "No." "Ronnie, could you close that door?" "I know who took our cash from the storage locker." "It was Mara." "It was all the midnight runs we were doing." "She got suspicious." "She thought I was hiding something from her." "I don't believe this." "Look, she found the key, she tracked down the storage place from a receipt." "She thought that the cash was mine." "–Look, I'm sorry." "I was careful..." "–Does she know about the money train?" "No." "She thinks that we've been skimming off drug busts." "We?" "She knows that we're involved?" "We need her help with the marked bills in Indio." "Why?" "Who's in Indio?" "–Mara's mother lives there." "–Jesus." "She sent her a few grand before I knew." "Wait, so the mom knows too?" "No." "But she thinks that there's more." "This is beautiful." "We're already in deep shit if Aceveda tracks down Diagur's errand boy." "Now we gotta sweat your mother-in-law?" "I'm trying to wrap her up." "I'm trying to wrap her up." "But the broad is a piece of work." "Mara's got horror stories." "How come every piece of ass you hit is more trouble than the last?" "Hey, I'm marrying this girl." "I'm not." "So unless she's got a pussy that cures cancer... –Hey, shut your mouth right now." "–Hey, hey." "Look, Mara's having my child." "We can trust her." "You know what I would do if I had her in interrogation?" "I'd tell her the only way to save her kid's daddy... is to give up the three guys he works with." "Take about 15 minutes to flip her." "Hey, we can trust her." "–Because you say so?" "–Mara's not the problem." "At the moment." "The mom is." "They don't get on to her, they can't get back to us." "–I will keep working on the mom." "–No." "We have to erase the trail without her knowing." "How we gonna do that?" "Juan Lozano." "One of the guys I shot at." "Pretty quick ID." "I checked the dead guy's priors." "Looked for known accomplices." "Follow me." "I want you in on this too." "A lot of manpower for a robbery." "You weren't the one with bullets flying past your head." "Juan Lozano." "Byz Lats soldier." "Take a look at the map of their territory." "Turn every block over." "Anybody catches this guy, I'd like a call as a professional courtesy." "So I can bring him in myself." "All right, that's it." "Vic, what were you able to find out?" "What businesses are the Byz Lats into?" "–They got some juvies running rock." "–What else?" "Some gambling joints." "A body shop that moonlights at crap shooting, poker." "That sounds profitable." "Let's take a run at it." "–I'll talk to my CI, organize a sting." "–No." "Right now." "You and me." "Assistant Chief Phillips just called." "He wants you to send copies of all cuddler files to the Hollywood Division." "–Why?" "–No clue." "He's re-assigning the case to the hot shot." "–No one said that to me." "–Makes sense." "We've had five victims two months and I'm down to working scraps." "Probably didn't help making an ass of myself in front of Phillips." "I appreciated that." "Maybe it does need a new set of eyes." "This is still our case." "I, for one, could use a win." "–So, what's the plan?" "–Not much of one." "I checked out guys who got more than one parking ticket... in a hot zone, week prior to an attack." "In case he's driving the area, scoping out women on foot." "It's pointless." "None of them are registered sex offenders." "Maybe we should go back to our original list of probables." "See what they've been up to this past month." "–How many parking tickets you got?" "–Four." "Okay." "Let's start with them, call them in first." "Rule it out." "All right." "Go, go, go." "Give me the gun." "–Hands on your head right now." "–Let's go." "Keep them on your head right now." "Hands in the air right now." "Going down, bad boy." "We're good." "Who runs this place?" "Call your boss." "Get him down here." "I never read those damn signs." "I thought I paid my outstanding tickets." "–Am I in trouble?" "–This is regarding an unrelated case." "Actually, we're looking for a white or Latino male." "So you're in the clear." "Anyone else drive your car?" "No." "I have a fleet of five trucks for my crew." "–Crew?" "–I'm a contractor." "Okay." "Well, thanks for coming down anyway." "What's this about?" "Maybe I can help." "We've got a man breaking and entering homes." "He hangs around the neighbourhood during the day." "–Spies on his victims first." "–That's terrible." "–I'll keep my eyes open." "–Thanks." "Teenage girl drops off her baby, says she'll be back to pick him up." "That was three hours ago." "Why'd she leave her baby with you?" "She ran out of gas, didn't have money but begged me to give her a tank." "Said she'd go get some cash and we'd square it out later." "She say where she was headed?" "Just that it was an emergency." "I told her to leave her driver's license and gave her some gas." "So you have her driver's licence?" "She didn't have one." "Offered to leave her baby instead." "As collateral." "You agreed to that?" "Boss don't like me giving out free gas." "And who abandons a kid?" "–Diagur, right?" "–Yeah." "I want your boys who shot at me." "He's one of them." "I don't know where they are." "What other operations does this asshole have?" "Something about running rock out of a panadería on Virgil?" "That's a start." "One-Niners will appreciate a new customer base." "When business gets bad enough, call me." "Keep him away from a phone until I get to his rock store." "We tried calling you." "There was a mix-up at the phone company." "We're temporarily disconnected." "We're looking into parking violations for licence plate number 3PCΙ499." "That's Will's car." "My husband." "–Is he home?" "–No." "He's working." "What does he do?" "–Can you tell me what this is about?" "–Routine." "We're just checking all the residents who received tickets in this district." "Does your husband work in the Farmington area?" "No." "He may make deliveries there." "He's a courier for a law firm." "Cute kids." "They're from my class." "I teach third grade." "Does your husband let anyone else drive his car?" "I take the bus." "I'd end up driving on the wrong side of the street." "That's 0 for four." "–We should talk to the husband." "–Doesn't fit the profile." "He's a courier, parking tickets place him in the hot zone prior to two rapes." "He works for a law firm." "She teaches." "They're not lower class enough." "–Only the lower classes rape and kill?" "–Our guy's uneducated." "If he has a wife, which I doubt, she isn't so..." "British?" "Pretty?" "I was gonna say independent." "–This is all screwed up." "–Are they on their way to TJ or not?" "No." "I found Vido." "He's holed up at Ausanta's house." "Getting sewed up." "Shoulder's a mess." "Yeah, we'll be gentle." "Where's Juan?" "Still no answer, man." "–Better figure it out." "And do it quick." "–My vatos are spinning right now." "They think I'm losing control." "They'll give Juan to your boss." "You do that, you lose everything." "That captain's taking everything right now." "How much does Juan know about your operations?" "He's way inside." "You don't think he'll give up you and your buddies for early parole?" "He's gonna bring the whole goddamn gang down." "Shit, man." "Makes you think." "Is he really a problem worth having?" "If not, you get rid of him." "–Hey, Juan's my dog, man." "–You're the big dog now." "It's time your balls dropped." "Police." "Don't move." "Hey, this wound's pretty serious." "He's got to get to an ER immediately." "Get him to Mission Cross." "Nice setup." "AMA know you're operating here?" "Look, my son has a problem, a drug problem." "His dealers ask me to help them." "I do a favour like this, they won't sell him drugs." "So aiding and abetting a fugitive's gonna get him clean?" "He's my son." "There's another man we're looking for." "He came in alone." "–Get him to the Barn." "–Come on." "Let's go." "I thought you said they were both here?" "That's what I was told." "At least we know you scared Diagur into cooperating." "What's up?" "Here's Treasury's new prime suspect." "Neil O'Brien." "Who's he?" "A violent multiple offender who's not gang-related." "Six years armed robbery." "Assault with a deadly weapon, two and a half." "He's on Treasury's radar?" "As soon as he puts some of our marked money into the system." "So we're planting money on an innocent?" "If you can say that with a straight face." "The guy's been ass-deep in it since junior high." "Best part about it is, he's got two brothers in Indio." "Feds are gonna be falling all over him." "And off Mara's mommy dearest." "Your prisoner's all patched up." "You can take him now." "Thanks, Corrine." "Listen, about Matthew's picture." "We're both his parents, we both need to be involved in these decisions." "I think that the job that Owen's done with him is amazing." "Matthew seems to be coming out of his shell." "But you're his father and if you're not comfortable with Owen dating me... and tutoring Matthew, then we can find another therapist for him." "Good." "That's what I want." "Social Services is sending someone to pick him up." "–Want me to hold him?" "–No, no, I'm fine." "Maybe we should get him some formula." "Hey." "Vanessa and I are gonna have a baby." "She's pregnant?" "No, no." "I just know everything's gonna work out fine." "Hey." "–Where's Juan?" "–I barely know the guy." "You know him well enough to take a bullet with his name on it." "I was just in on the ride." "Lats say go, I go." "–Simon says, "You're being a moron." –You showed up at the doctor's alone." "Your Byz Lat big brother at least give you cab fare?" "–He ditched me." "–Where?" "Stop asking." "I just met him last night." "He came by Elisa's." "–Who's Elisa?" "–No one." "–His cooch?" "–I'm done talking." "Track down the drug dealers who arm-twisted the doctor." "What for?" "They're drug dealers and they extorted him for services." "That can wait." "How about I find out who..." "No, I got it." "You get the other thing." "Hey, what's going on?" "Call Diagur." "Tell him we're looking for some chick named Elisa." "Elisa Ortiz." "–We're looking for Juan Lozano." "–So am I half the time." "Do you mind if we look for him inside?" "Put back any shit you move." "–No, no." "You stay outside." "–Juan ain't here." "–Clear." "–Told your stupid ass." "Your boyfriend's a fugitive, armed and dangerous." "I have a few questions." "Legal firm Will Faulks works for:" "Ponte and Cruz Immigration." ""You wanna stay, we'll find a way."" "–Excuse me?" "–They're not even lawyers." "For 50 bucks they'll fill out your visa application." "They've got Will and 10 other guys plastering cars and doors with fliers." "He's a flier guy?" "The wife said he was a courier." "Records show he also works for a 24-hour video store." "Great excuse for the wife, on the occasional nights... you feel like hiding naked in a woman's closet." "Still, he's got no record of sexual assault." "He's never even been charged." "I can't see our guy not having a history." "Maybe he's got one." "We just don't know it." "–Detective." "–Mr Freeman." "James, please." "You know, I did some thinking about your case." "I'm in that area all the time and I remembered seeing a guy." "Suspicious guy." "He was hanging around the buildings." "At first I thought he was a gardener, but he wasn't dressed like one." "We already have a viable suspect." "But we appreciate your lead." "Okay." "Sure." "Just thought I should report it to you." "Leave the details with desk sergeant." "We'll look into it." ""We have another viable suspect"?" "That was cold." "He could've phoned that in." "He likes you." "You're just figuring that out, detective?" "–So?" "–I'm working." "I don't know where Juan is." "Tell me everything you know about him." "So you can send him up?" "Forget you." "There ain't no cop house up here." "Let me out." "Take these cuffs off me." "I need to talk to my lawyer." "You'll get a lawyer as soon as we get back to the station." "Hey." "I hear you went on some run with Aceveda?" "–Yeah." "–Where were you?" "He picked up the suspect's girlfriend." "They back yet?" "No." "How long ago was this?" "Half an hour." "No sign of Aceveda." "He's somewhere talking to Juan's girlfriend." "He could be getting close to Diagur and us." "And we got nothing." "One problem at a time." "Are you sure you got the rest of the marked money from our stash?" "Almost 30 grand." "You two drop the money where you're sure our Irish patsy will find it." "–No problem." "–Try not to be too obvious." "Shit." "Yeah." "Woman just called in a shooting." "Dead guy fits the description of Aceveda's robbery suspect." "–Juan Lozano." "–Thanks." "Looks like Diagur's balls just dropped." "What are you doing?" "What's going on?" "Help me!" "Let me go." "Tell me everything you know about Juan Lozano." "Starting with where I find him." "That's not Juan." "Byz Lats ink." "Hey, dumb ass." "Right gang, wrong dead Mexican." "Come on, this isn't Juan Lozano." "Neighbour saw the whole thing." "He said Lozano was the shooter after this guy pulled first." "Aceveda been notified?" "We're trying to get ahold of him." "He's not answering his cell." "Mrs Faulks, you have time to answer a few more questions?" "About parking tickets?" "Is your husband home?" "No, he's still at work." "What is this?" "Truth is, someone made an anonymous call... stating that your husband's car was involved in a string of robberies." "That's ridiculous." "Please." "Chances are Will cut someone off in traffic." "They're trying to make his life miserable." "Easiest thing is just to let us take a quick look around." "If we don't find 50 VCRs stashed in a closet, end of story." "We would need you to sign this "consent to search" form." "–Oh, my God." "Is he okay?" "–He was left at a gas station." "He was with my babysitter, Taniesha." "And when I got home, they were both gone." "Is Taniesha black?" "Around 16?" "Yes." "Is she okay?" "A girl fitting that description left your baby at a gas station." "What?" "Come this way." "I need you to fill out some paperwork." "I'm getting a stomach ache already." "–Is that our guy?" "–I don't think so." "No, no, no." "It's him." "It's him." "Man, I thought he'd never come out of there." "–Come on, you see it." "–Pick it up." "Pick it up, you Irish prick." "That's it." "Attaboy." "Congratulations." "You just got yourself a spot on Treasury's most wanted." "Arroyo, he was mi mejor amigo." "I don't listen to you, he's not dead." "Should've sent more than one vato." "Made sure you got the job done right." "That captain, I'm giving him a call." "I'm giving Juan up." "–You know where Juan is?" "–Yeah." "He's holed up." "He's freaking, he needs supplies." "Good." "This time, send a small army." "You know what?" "You do it yourself." "Otherwise, I'm gonna give the big man a call." "That's not necessary." "You tell me where he is." "Sancho?" "No." "On your knees." "On your knees." "Police." "Clear." "Check the back room." "Yeah, we're clear in here." "Found him, huh?" "Yeah." "Cuff him." "Put your hands above your head." "–Will's a writer." "He still uses that." "–What does he write?" "He's trying a novel." "He's written a couple of short stories." "–Has he been published?" "–No." "It's hard to get published." "You collect figurines?" "He gives me knickknacks since we started dating." "They're sweet, really." "I just don't know where to put them." "He turned it off." "He's gonna scare him into giving up Diagur." "Tell him we knew the marked money, to send someone to pick it up." "Diagur's not who he's after." "If it was, he'd be in the cage by now." "Then what?" "Sit down." "I said, sit down." "You followed me to that stickup?" "How long you been following me for?" "How many chances you have to pull the trigger on me, you never could?" "What's that say about you, lawman?" "Shut up and sit down." "Why don't you suck my dick?" "Again." "Different room, but you the same bitch." "We'll have surveillance on the house until we get the warrant." "In case the wife tips him off." "Did you talk to the victims?" "Any of the figurines match?" "There's a little boy fishing, ballerina, girl holding a four-leaf clover." "He's gonna need the luck." "Unis are ready." "Let's go." "I'll grab my stuff." "Thanks for inviting me to ride with you." "–I haven't made arrests of this calibre." "–No problem." "–How old are you by the way?" "–Thirty-three." "I was 35 before I got a table in the Detective Squad." "You must've aced the exam." "–I did okay." "–What'd you get?" "Come on." "Ninety-seven." "Let me go hit the head." "We could be out there a while." "Right there." "I got a 98." "–Let's get moving." "–No, I did." "I talked to some of my guys." "Got a good description of the man I told you about." "–And the building addresses." "–Thanks." "I can't talk to you right now." "We just got our guy..." "Oh, that's great." "Well..." "So if you'd like to skip to the part where you ask me out... you should hurry." "You don't like a man to play hard to get?" "–Can I use your pencil?" "–Yeah." "You running for mayor or something, right?" "How people gonna feel when they see you blowing my big, jail-cell cock?" "I got a Kodak moment, remember?" "You remember." "You mean on this?" "I deleted the photo." "So I put it on disk, man." "I'll tell you what." "You get me out of this trouble..." "I'll make sure no one ever sees it." "You put it on a disk?" "How?" "How did you do it?" "Take me through the steps." "You're too stupid to change a light bulb let alone figure how to download." "You didn't show the pictures." "–And you didn't tell anyone." "–Oh, yeah?" "Because bragging about what you did to a cop..." "Even you're smart enough to know my force would've ripped apart... the Lats to get to you." "No way you'd want your boss knowing... you're the reason business was getting shut down." "No." "This was your little secret." "So I'll just tell everybody now." "I ain't got nothing to lose." "Right." "You talk now... it's a desperate attempt to avoid the gas chamber." "Or did you forget?" "I killed the only witness you had." "I've spent the last few weeks getting to know who you are, Juan." "You know your girlfriend Elisa's been banging someone else." "–Yeah, right." "–Someone you know." "Horatio." "When you go play cards with your boys twice a week." "–She likes it too." "–Yeah." "Think I care what that bitch does?" "I know you've got a grandmother who's sick." "Only got a couple of years left." "But she spends every day worried that immigration's gonna find her." "And send her back to Mexico to die." "I should send a few border boys to knock on her door?" "I know your mom's late on her mortgage payments." "She's involved with a pyramid scheme." "–To make money to save the house." "–I barely even talk to that drunk." "I know you're working stolen credit cards for your gang." "I know you're skimming profits even though Elisa keeps telling you... it's gonna get you killed." "I know about the headaches you get." "I know about the uncle who molested you when you were 12." "About your cousin who's trying to get a scholarship to UC Irvine." "Which magazines you jerk off to that you think Elisa doesn't know about." "About your brother in Fresno." "The inmate who tried to shank you twice at Terminal Island... is Koren Hennessy Denton." "And I know the number to call to clear up a bunk in his cell just for you." "So you sucked on my dick." "Then when you had the gun on me, you couldn't pull the trigger." "You think I couldn't find the courage to kill you?" "I've spent the last three weeks finding the courage not to kill you." "And don't think for a second it means I don't believe in revenge." "You tell just one person some wild story... about some incident that never happened... you, the people you love... will find out about a dozen different kinds of revenge." "You will learn the things I know, Juan." "The things I can do." "It's back." "Where's my gun?" "Find Rodriguez or Wagenbach." "He's ready to give his confession." "Man, all I did was take the girl to dinner." "Where's the kidnapping in that?" "–He didn't do nothing." "I did." "–What happened?" "I was babysitting when Anquoin called and asked me out." "I needed someone to look after the baby." "I was gonna pick him up after except there was an accident on the freeway." "You dumped a baby with a gas station attendant to go out on a date?" "You see Anquoin?" "Sometimes you only get one shot with a boy like that." "Mrs Faulks." "We have a warrant." "–What?" "–Freeze, right there." "–William Faulks?" "–What are you doing?" "–You're under arrest." "–He didn't steal anything." "For the rapes of Diana Peabo, Isabel Nelson and Layla Gist." "For the rape-murders of Dory Smythe, Debbie Reese, her daughter Crystal." "–Will?" "–Mrs Faulks." "Step back." "–Why are you doing this?" "–Will gave you figurines as gifts." "They were keepsakes from his victims." "That is a sick lie." "You're arresting him for those?" "That's not what you said." "I did not give you permission for that." "You gave us permission to search the house." "We didn't specify what we were searching for." "No." "You said, you said there were crank calls, robberies." "–You lied to me!" "–Joanna." "Stop it." "Calm down." "–Will?" "–Take him." "Get the crime scene geeks in here." "I don't want anybody to touch anything until they've been over every inch." "Most of the time." "What took you so long?" "Ma had to see where you worked." "Vic take good care of you?" "Nothing sexier than being around three men with guns." "I gave her the tour." "–We were just leaving." "–Bye, Vic." "She got a message on her answering machine in Indio." "From who?" "From a guy from the U.S. Treasury." "He wants to meet with her." "–Okay." "We'll talk about it later." "–Okay." "The mom is poison." "She got a message from a guy with Treasury." "He wants to meet her." "Well, tell Stella to wait a week before calling back." "By then, Irish will have spent some of his newfound cash." "He'll be Treasury's new prime suspect." "Okay." "In the meantime, we've moved our stash to another location." "Where?" "Mara found out once before." "We think it'd be safer if you..." "If you don't know." "–Hi." "–Hi." "–How was work?" "–Good." "–We're gonna have a child." "–What?" "God spoke to me today." "Through a baby." "We're gonna have our own child." "Baby." "Julien." "Baby." "Baby..." "Julien!" "Nice work on the extortion case." "Thanks." "Same." "Must feel pretty good." "Getting the guys who shot at you." "Yeah." "I hear the Korean community's calling you "The Sheriff."" "Big hero." "What's been going on?" "What happened yesterday?" "I wrapped things up." "David." "Thank you all for coming." "–Captain?" "–Yes, Carlos?" "Took a lot of guts to take on three armed men... come under fire, then get right back into the field." "I'm inspired on a daily basis by the bravery... exhibited by the men and women who work under my command." "I just tried to live up to their standards." "Was this robbery one of a number of increasing gang-related crimes... in the Korean community?" "On the contrary, there has been a substantial reduction... of gun violence as you'll see in our quarterly report." "Is it true you have a meeting with the Korean Chamber...?" "⬄25000÷1000⬄"