"It's freezing out here." "Decoy Squad's in the clubhouse." "We're working late tomorrow night, boys." "–You got plans, change them." "–I got tickets for Journey." "–What's going on?" "–Getting the list out of Aceveda's safe." "–What?" "I thought there was no way." "–All things change." "–The president's in town campaigning." "–In Farmington?" "His schedule changed." "Added a stop in Century City." "Takes him right through our shitty neck of the woods at about 65 miles an hour." "–What's that got to do with the list?" "–Every cop is stuck on security detail." "Means a skeleton crew in the Barn all day and night." "–You forgetting about the combination?" "–Aceveda's safe is county-issue." "Means the combination's on file." "Anybody from Property ever asks you for a favour, do it." "We get one shot." "After the president's gone, that's it." "This works, I might even have to vote for the guy." "All right." "–I'm going." "–It's 6:00 in the morning." "Come on, you gotta stop that." "It's just one, to start the day." "To go with the other eight butts?" "Six of them are yours." "Maybe you should stop too." "All right, that's just the hormones talking." "My mom knows about the baby." "Jenny opened her big mouth to my aunt." "Okay, so now she knows." "–God, she's gonna milk this one." "–Come on, she can't be that bad." "Yeah?" "I'm the only one that talks to her, so that means I get all her crap." "Look, don't worry about your mom, okay?" "–You're supposed to be off today." "–Well, now I'm on." "The president's in town." "Bye." "Okay, it's a half an hour before morning shift is back on duty." "It's a ghost town out there." "Okay." "All right." "Clear." "Four, eight, five, two, one." "Oh, shit." "Oh, shit." "She's here." "Nina's here." "Get down, get down." "–Hey, you're here early." "–So are you." "Gotta beat the bad guy to the punch." "Where's the list?" "Ask your Property guy when he pulls his head out of his ass." "Oh, Christ." "–Sure you punched in the code right?" "–Yeah, I'm sure." "–We gotta figure out another way." "–There is no other way." "Especially when employee of the month clocks in two hours early." "I might be able to crack the safe, if I had enough time." "–You ever tried that?" "–Never stopped me before." "Look, Shane was in there 30 seconds, we almost got caught." "If we could get the safe out sometime tonight..." "Ronnie can take his sweet time." "How's Aceveda not gonna notice a missing safe?" "He'll be gone." "Plus, we'll put in a twin." "That safe is standard police-issue." "Gotta be a thousand of them around." "I have to see the detective." "Your girlfriend's back." "Oh, Christ." "This I don't need right now." "–Detective." "–Mrs Maldonado." "Reina's friend gave me this song." "It says he killed her." "It says he stabbed and killed mi hija." "This is supposed to be hip?" "It sounds like a Chihuahua threw up on an accordion." "It's a narcocorrido." "A song about crimes." "–Very popular in Mexico." "–Making their way up north." "Chaydez loved her, but he couldn't have her." "Couldn't let her go." "It's a love song." "Not quite." "As they made love, he stabbed her once for every day they were together." "And buried her by the underpass in Frogtown Flats by the river." "–A real chart-topper." "–Who's this victim, Reina?" "Fifteen-year-old girl, disappeared six months ago." "It was Bobby's case." "I helped out for a day checking gang angles." "–And?" "–Wasn't gang." "Chaydez worked for her father." "He was the only suspect." "I guess nothing ever came of it." "Ever since Bobby took early retirement, Mom's been coming to me for updates." "Do we know the singer?" "Otilio Ramirez." "Self-published." "The cowboy crap is straight ranchero." "Let's see if we can locate him." "Also get a canine unit and look for the body." "Why?" "Because the song says she's buried there." "We gonna bring in Eminem every time he raps about killing his ex?" "Rap songs are fantasies." "Narcocorridos are recorded history." "Learn something new every day." "If we're looking for a body, it must be Lauren." "Hey." "Careful." "Boris doesn't play well with other dogs." "I must have the magic touch." "Give him time to know you better." "Heel." "Sit." "So, what brings us together this time?" "Heard a song about a lovesick cholo buried his chiquita out here." "They brought us out because of a song?" "Look at it as quality time." "–You still got that boyfriend?" "–Still got that wife?" "No." "Still got that boyfriend?" "The cook, right?" "Chef." "–Find." "–How's that going?" "He's trying to establish his career." "Been a while." "Still don't see a ring." "Don't worry, he'll get to it." "Body." "They don't write love songs like they used to." "Body." "Body." "I need more flags." "–Hey, can I get your autograph?" "–Yeah, like on a confession." "–Pack up." "–Who are you?" "–We're big fans." "–The biggest." "What are you doing?" "Let's go." "What are you doing?" "–He didn't do nothing." "–Yeah?" "He seems to know where the bodies are buried." "Don't you?" "–You can't silence me." "–No, we're gonna make you talk." "Just get your wiry ass in the car." "–Look, I know all my rights." "–Relax." "–You might get a new album out of it." "–Is that our corridor?" "Yeah." "Not as tough as he sings." "They pulled eight bodies out." "All young women in various stages of decomposition." "Eight?" "Well, any of them stabbed?" "Some were there too long to tell." "We'll wait for the ME." "So these guys actually write songs celebrating crimes?" "The popular ones get commissioned." "–Musical confessions?" "–I'm gonna go see... what they recovered from the dead women's bodies." "–Gonna start with Otilio?" "–I'll make him sing." "Your song says that Reina Maldonado was stabbed to death... and dumped by the railroad tracks." "That sound familiar?" "–My songs speak for themselves." "–I'd rather hear it from you, rock star." "She was 14 years old when she went missing." "You sing about Chaydez stabbing her." "–What are you doing?" "–Trying to find out why your CD... led us to eight dead women." "–Help!" "Help!" "–Help!" "You stay away from me." "–Jesus Christ." "What's your problem?" "–Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "–What's going on?" "Nothing." "–Really." "–I don't wanna be alone with him." "–I didn't touch him." "Go look at the tape." "–I'll just sit in." "–That's not necessary." "–Everyone's on presidential detail." "I can lend a hand." "Now, where were we?" "I don't commit crimes." "I'm a journalist." "Is that what you think you are?" "Did Chaydez commission that song?" "–A reporter protects his sources." "–Reporters don't protect killers." "I just write the truth." "Arrest me, arrest the L.A Times too." "Sol Negro needed money for his family." "Planned to take it from a liquor store on San Marcos... but the shop owner hated Mexicans." "Pulled a gun." "–Sol Negro shot him in the neck." "–I remember that." "–You remember that?" "–I sure do, it was Christmas." "Yeah." "It can't be this easy, can it?" "Otilio's got three CDs." "Who knows how many cases we might close?" "Run Sol Negro, see what street name comes up." "Show the mug shot to the victim." "Who am I, the Strike Team all of a sudden?" "–What?" "–That sounded like an order." "It's not." "–How do you wanna go?" "–Same way." "It's just, it's nice to be asked." "–Are you arresting Chaydez?" "–He's just here for questioning." "–Does he know where Reina is?" "–If he knows, I'll know." "Listen... this could take a while." "–So why don't you go home, get a rest?" "–I want to stay here." "For the good news." "Hear that, Chaydez?" "He's singing about you." "Just a song." "No, it's a map to eight dead girls." "And I got a big bet..." "Reina Maldonado is one of them." "–Wrong." "I don't understand why an asshole like you would put a stabbing to music." "–I didn't write that." "–No." "You killed Reina and had Otilio write it for you." "–Never happened." "–Narcocorridos are real." "Not made up." "The singer's reputation depends on it." "Now, he sung about a dead body." "We found eight." "You were off my radar, now you're back." "–Can I see you two outside?" "–Later." "Now, I think." "We heard from the lab." "Early best guess says... the deaths look like poisoning from long-term chemical-meth exposure." "Reina hooked up with an asshole cooking crank?" "Maybe not." "Her dental records are on file." "She wasn't there." "She wasn't one of the bodies we pulled." "Maybe there's another burial ground." "So we have a meth operation that's poisoning its workers... and a missing girl." "Claudette, run the meth thing with Dutch." "Vic, you stay with Reina." "–The singer and his muse?" "–Keep until we find out more." "How?" "We're at deadline." "–We got nothing to charge them with." "–Find something." "Secret Service wants to meet with the captains." "I'll be back in about an hour." "What did he tell me to do?" "Drum up charges to hold them?" "Trust me, that doesn't work." "He didn't mean it, right?" "I could free up part of the Decoy Squad for a few hours." "–Cut Chaydez loose, keep a tail on him." "–That's your call, not mine." "I'll take responsibility." "When Walon's team comes into the Barn, cut him." "Get it inside the clubhouse." "Aceveda's out of the office for an hour." "Decoy Squad's on the way in." "Just enough time to make the switch." "–I really don't like this." "–Well, you'll pretend." "What's with all the Rolaids, man?" "–I got an ulcer." "–Since when?" "Since the Armenian mob started looking for me." "–This helps." "–Stop worrying your guts out." "We're not gonna get busted." "Why are we breaking into a captain's office?" "We can nail 20 guys we lay the cash on... get 30 cents on the dollar." "Let them worry about washing it." "Partner up with criminals?" "Trying to find the flaw in that plan." "–There's other ways..." "–That are fine if you want huge risk... and 30 cents on the dollar, but I want a dollar on the dollar." "Hey." "–Somebody moving?" "–Yeah, we're just moving a little stuff... out of the clubhouse." "Make some room for your team." "Oh, I thought you wanted us out." "I do." "Might as well be all comfortable in the meantime." "Listen, I heard you guys came by to help us out." "It beats going home to an empty bed." "I can't help you with that tonight." "Don't worry, I haven't needed a slumpbuster yet." "Hey, what happened with the Secret Service?" "Got postponed." "Thank you for the help with the Maldonado case." "I was glad when you came in when you did." "Listen, I just about wrote this girl off for dead." "I poked my head into it for a little while... but when we hit the wall, I just checked out." "–Then make it right." "–You're not hearing me." "Reina's father died a month ago from a heart attack." "He just couldn't stand his daughter missing and not knowing." "I was just hoping to get the mom some good news, that's all." "Well, just keep trying." "–How's your stomach?" "–Better when this is done." "–We're halfway home." "–All right." "Let's go." "All right, you're on." "You gotta get inside the safe... make a copy of the list before day shift comes back on." "Glad there's no pressure." "Lend him a Rolaids." "–Three-hole punch?" "–Yeah, 3973." "–Tape dispensers?" "–I got five units." "Right." "Stapler?" "Six." "Great, only 57 more to find." "And then we'll see what our next punishment is." "Look, I told you that I was gonna go out to Aceveda... and you still went out there." "–It was the right thing to do." "Maybe, but you could have also gotten hung out to dry." "It was the right thing." "I had to make a deal with Aceveda to get my job back." "Tell him if I saw any cops going out of line." "When I made that promise, I sure didn't think that you'd be one of them." "One-inch binders?" "Got it." "Liquor-store owner just ID'd Sol Negro, a.k.a Julio Gallegos... as our shooter in that Christmas robbery." "If we close any more cases because of Otilio's songs, we should deputize him." "Maybe I can get him to write a tune about my cuddler rapist." "–You coming?" "–Can't." "One dead woman had a friend's number in her pocket." "She should be here any minute." "That's Leticia." "She was my best friend in Mexico." "Her body was found along with seven others... all showing signs of long-term chemical exposure." "What kind of chemical?" "The kind they use to make methamphetamines." "She would have had to breathe an awful lot to die of exposure." "She never touched drugs." "–When did she come to L.A?" "–I don't know." "She saved up for a coyote to bring her up... but I never saw her." "She called me two weeks ago, but I only got a message." "Saying what?" "That she needed help." "But then it hung up." "And you didn't report her missing?" "To who?" "To say what?" "That she was being smuggled over the border and needed help?" "Sol Negro." "Spelled just like it sounds." "–Any problems?" "–Piece of cake." "Gonna jump back on the cuddler case." "I need some help." "Hit a wall ID'ing some of the other bodies." "So, what, we're just gonna drop all of our other cases, is that it?" "Eight dead women doesn't fire your engine?" "I don't wanna lose momentum on the rape case." "I can't do both." "–Fine, just give me a second." "–Thanks." "–Otilio." "Otilio!" "–Buzz me, buzz me." "You guys all right?" "Get him to the ER, make sure they take an x-ray." "–What was that guy saying?" "–There's your next song." "Tell me I'm rich again." "I can't crack it." "Well, can you pull the lock out?" "–Not so you wouldn't notice." "–This keeps getting better." "How do we get the safe back inside with Aceveda still here?" "Let's worry about the list first." "Got one window, and in about three hours it's gonna slam shut." "We'll each take turns tracking Aceveda's movements." "–Smitty could get in the safe." "–No." "Wanna keep this in-house until we absolutely have to." "Oh, shit." "Oh, shit." "–I'm really busy, Mara." "–Guess who I was on the phone with." "–Can we talk about this later?" "–She calls me in a panic." "t's always the same old shit." "Mom says that they're gonna kick her out of her apartment... if I can't help her with the rent." "I haven't sold a single house yet." "–We'll talk about it later, okay, baby?" "–Later when?" "Are you ever coming home?" "I really need you." "I'll be back as soon as I can, okay?" "Hey, Dutch, we have to do the annual inventory." "–Lucky you." "–Yeah." "Listen, did you check out a departmental laptop computer... about 10 months ago?" "–No." "According to this, you did." "A Dell 5100." "–Whatever you're looking at, it's wrong." "–Is that your signature?" "Yeah." "Good work out there today." "Thank Boris." "Yeah, I saw him out there." "Seemed a little restless." "He's frustrated." "He's worked up and wants to go all night." "Corpus interruptus." "One of these days we're gonna meet under better circumstances." "Why leave it to chance?" "Why isn't the narcocorrido in the cage?" "I don't know." "I could check the logbook if you want." "Then you go get it." "I gotta get Koto." "Narcotics called, said that they wanted him to sniff out an after-hours club." "–Good luck." "–Okay, see you." "Where's Chaydez and the singer?" "We had to cut them loose." "Oh, Christ." "Cut them loose after I told her to keep them?" "His hold time was over." "Had no choice." "You think you can disobey a direct goddamn order?" "He didn't." "I did." "You?" "We have to protect the case." "–I don't think you realize how long we..." "–I realize that I am still captain here." "And I will not put up with shit like this again." "Hey, did you find that computer yet?" "–No, not yet." "Did you?" "–No." "If you don't locate it, city's gonna bill you." "Yeah." "I did remember what I was using it for." "–What?" "–Child porn." "I had some downtime, so I was going into local chat rooms... websites, see if anybody was peddling smut or trying to lure kids." "And I got drawn into something else, forgot about it." "So when we find this computer that was last signed out by you... it's gonna be loaded up with kiddie porn?" "Yeah, I would appreciate a chance to delete any files... before anybody gets a look." "I swear it was just work." "Nina, my guys need some new things for the clubhouse." "Could you cut through some red tape?" "You have to submit a request to each department." "Everybody knows you need something done, come to you." "I've got my own emergency to deal with right now." "Maybe I can help." "Not unless you're a licensed locksmith." "Locksmith?" "Smitty's your guy." "I have one." "Thanks, thank you." "Hector Moreno?" "Please." "Try Pelican Bay." "He got sent up on a burglary eight months ago." "We've used Smitty before." "But, hey, you know what you're doing." "I'm sorry." "Is this Smitty person nearby?" "Why are we meeting in the back of a van?" "We need a little help getting into a safe." "Listen, guys, I'm kind of turning over a new leaf, you know what I mean?" "–Yeah, it's about time." "–Sounds like a good idea." "I gotta be kind of selective about the jobs I take." "–I'm gearing up a new business now." "–Home security, right?" "Hit a little start-up gift for you." "Home burglaries in Farmington over the last two months... plus addresses and phone numbers." "You say hello to 150 sure things." "First things first." "I'm gonna need the combination." "–This could take a while." "–Just get it open." "Let me know when you get in." "–Yeah." "–Five, nine, five." "Five, four, six." "All right, make a copy of the list, get it back here quick." "Aceveda's got other stuff here." "Forget them, just get the list." "Come on, come on, come on." "–Got it." "–Go." "Go, baby, go." "Came from the bank." "Chaydez cleaned out his account when the bank opened." "–Who's on him now?" "–Walon." "Chaydez had an account in two names." "The teller ID'd the Maldonado girl." "–Reina?" "When did she see her?" "–About a week ago." "She's alive?" "The teller's sure it was the same girl?" "She remembers because they seemed like an odd couple." "She seemed too old to be his daughter and too young to be his girlfriend." "Reina was seen a week ago." "I knew it." "I knew she was alive." "How well did she and Chaydez know each other?" "Not well." "Chaydez worked for my husband." "Tiling." "I knew he was hanging around her too much." "Could they have been closer than you think?" "No, no, no." "–Her papa would have killed her." "–What if Reina kept it a secret?" "She was 14." "She don't keep a secret like that from me." "No, no." "Oh, no, wait." "Hang on, he's coming back." "–Activity at Chaydez's house." "–What kind?" "–Where is he now?" "–In and out of his garage." "He's unloading something out of his van." "–What's he taking out?" "–Boxes and a bunch of bags." "Something that looks like wire or rope." "–He's ready to move something." "–No sign of the girl?" "–Nothing." "–Stay on him." "What if she's the thing being moved?" "Any way to see inside?" "The shades are drawn." "What about the back?" "–Same thing." "–Same thing." "–Go in." "–What?" "He could be prepping to kill her right now." "If he's got her stashed someplace else, we might never find her." "And any evidence we find might be thrown out." "We can give him a few more minutes." "I said, go in, get the girl." "No sign of her?" "Some clothes, shoes." "She was there for a while at some point." "Any proof she's still alive?" "Found a receipt for some makeup bought three days ago." "–It's not admissible." "Nothing will be." "–We don't know that for sure." "We went inside in good faith." "We have to assume it's no good." "So we can't even get him on playing house with a minor?" "We found her clothes in your apartment." "–A receipt dated a week ago." "–I haven't seen her." "The bank teller remembers you two opening an account together." "That's a problem, seeing how you're on probation... for one statutory rape." "–You got something against pubes?" "I didn't do anything wrong." "As you see it." "You're in love." "–Yeah." "–Forget the fact... she's barely out of algebra." "You're connected to the dead women." "We'll find out how." "What I still wanna know is what happened to Reina." "It's just one more." "–You help us, maybe we can help you." "–I see how you liked her." "Uncomplicated." "Too inexperienced to see what a dick you really are." "I liked her, but I wouldn't be with her." "Her parents were crazy." "She was 14." "You tell the mom I had something to do with it and she comes by my place." "That's why he wrote the song, right?" "To get the parents off your back?" "–It's just a song." "–I'm talking to you." "Look at me." "I liked her." "–She liked me." "–Enough to go to prison for her?" "Or did you hate the mom so much you made the song come true?" "I got it." "She's not a victim, she loves me." "Hey!" "Hey, enough!" "Enough." "Enough!" "You sit down there, keep your mouth shut." "I had to put a new door on." "Here's the combination." "Write him a check." "All right, enough, enough..." "Ever see her before?" "She died." "Of chemical-meth exposure." "She had a phone number on her." "We checked the records, found out she used your phone to call it." "Maybe I dialled the wrong number." "And left a message doing an impression of her?" "I have a few cell phones." "I don't keep track of them all the time." "–What kind of work do you do?" "–Whatever I can, whenever I can." "You trying to pass yourself off as a migrant worker?" "I'm from Sinaloa." "We are migrants." "Nice threads." "Must have found better work than picking strawberries in Oxnard." "Now, she was found with traces of lye and red phosphorus in her lungs." "She worked in a meth lab." "–Horrible." "–Bullshit." "She worked in your meth lab, she used your phone." "I don't think so." "Vic, Chaydez give you anything?" "Nothing." "Hey, thanks for taking all the heat with Aceveda." "–Where is he now?" "–He had to run out." "Baodelo was arrested in Sinaloa last year for manufacturing meth." "No conviction." "Not even a trial, but he was arrested." "What did you expect, the policía to be honest?" "I expect them to at least pretend." "Makes three dead ends we've hit." "Chaydez, Baodelo and the narco." "–Your guy know our guy?" "–I don't think so." "Why?" "Because Chaydez is chewing his ear off." "Maybe our two cases are related." "Hey, Dutch, I understand you lost a department computer?" "I saw it missing on their inventory report." "–Yeah, yeah." "–Still haven't located it?" "No, not yet, but it'll turn up." "Well, just so you know, I had to call IAD." "–Excuse me?" "–They're gonna have to investigate." "Any missing city property valued at over $500... has to be investigated by IAD." "I just wanted to warn you." "–Smitty do you right?" "–Yes, thank you." "Sorry, Dutch boy." "–Please tell me you put her up to that." "–I didn't." "I'm sorry." "We'll find it." "We'll find it." "–Hey, I'm coming home soon." "–I'm bleeding." "–It's the baby." "–Bleeding?" "Are you sitting down?" "–No." "–Sit." "–Did you call your doctor?" "–No, called you." "Page her." "Tell them it's an emergency." "–Shane, our baby." "–Call the doctor, all right?" "Lie down." "I'm on my way home right now." "Got something." "Our boys Chaydez and Baodelo are second cousins." "So Chaydez finds out about his cousin's meth-lab cemetery... possibly helps him bury the bodies." "Then passes one along to Otilio for the song." "Any thoughts on how to get our killing cousins to turn against each other?" "Maybe we should take it to the press." "Not only is Reina not buried by the tracks, she's not buried at all." "She's alive." "So much for your journalistic integrity." "But I saw a body." "And now you just admitted to being an accessory." "No." "No, I didn't." "Chaydez had a second cousin in the meth business." "Somehow all his workers seem to end up dead." "That's who you saw." "Thought you were supposed to get facts right." "That makes you a fraud." "How's that gonna play down in the barrio?" "Thought you guys were supposed to be all about the truth." "I thought it was the truth." "Yeah, well, I'm gonna make sure everybody knows it wasn't." "We wouldn't want your fans paying good money for a corrido con job, huh?" "They talking?" "Chaydez can't keep his mouth shut." "Trish took a bath in Southern Comfort." "Gotta say, she commits." "Let's hope her Spanish is as good as her homeless routine." "Chaydez told the truth, the whole truth, and kept telling the truth." "He's hiding her at a friend's." "Name's Joaquin." "We'll find the friend." "Also said his cousin runs his meth lab out of a truck." "Right now it's in an industrial park in Boyle Heights." "Go, go, go." "Okay, let's get the trailer open." "Hazardous fumes." "Don't breathe inside the trailer." "Welcome to the land of promise." "Come be our slave." "Yeah, heard that one before." "Chaydez?" "Hello, Reina." "We're here to rescue you." "All right, you're gonna wait here." "Do I have to see her now?" "Yeah, you do." "Sit down." "–Reina's safe." "She's safe, she's okay." "–Where is she?" "She's inside." "But there's something I gotta tell you first." "She went away with Chaydez on her own." "What?" "–No." "–She knew that you and your husband... would never approve." "Pero the funeral." "–She didn't come." "–Well, she's young." "She thought she was in love." "She made a mistake." "No." "You're wrong." "She's still your daughter." "Reina's only 15." "She made a mistake." "Let her fix it." "She needs to see you." "No, not now." "Look familiar, you big perv?" "–Where was it?" "–Desk drawer in the storage room." "Also found your renewal card for Tiger Beat." "I mailed it in." "Funny later, not funny now." "You're back." "Yeah, I had this odd feeling I made a mistake in my paperwork." "–You never made one before." "–Well, you can't be too sure." "Maybe you were just hoping you'd run into me." "There is a difference between confidence and overconfidence." "Boyfriend cooking for you tonight?" "He works weekends." "I can throw parsley on a plate with the best of them." "–It's a bad idea." "–Name one bad thing about it." "–I'm involved." "–Mentally, you're already checked out." "What makes you say that?" "I'll explain it over dinner." "What do you have to go back to work for?" "It's just for a couple hours." "We're just finishing something up." "I'm having a miscarriage and you're leaving." "It's just spotting." "Doc says everything's gonna be all right." "But you gotta take it easy." "You gotta take care of our baby." "Now, you sure you don't need anything else before I go?" "Just for you to stay." "I'll be back as soon as I can." "I promise." "Bye-bye." "–She should know." "–Wanna try to draw the house like this?" "That's not bad." "–Hey, guys." "–Can we watch a movie tonight, Daddy?" "Maybe." "What's going on?" "Can I talk to you for a second?" "Sure." "Hi, honey." "–Hey, sis." "–It's okay." "–Can I ask a favour?" "–What?" "Can you take the kids this weekend?" "I don't have them until next weekend." "–Please." "–Why?" "I have some things I have to do... and I am..." "I don't want them to be around me like this." "Has something happened?" "Is it your mother?" "No." "Did you know it would be this hard?" "This empty?" "I didn't know what it would be." "I'm having a hard time." "Can you take the kids this weekend?" "–I really don't want them to..." "–Sure, sure." "–I'll take them next weekend." "–That's okay, I miss them." "Okay, great." "I'll gonna be all right." "Okay." "I'm sorry, I can't do tonight." "–Everything okay?" "–Better offer." "Two nights with my kids." "It's probably a sign." "–It's a scheduling snafu." "Next week?" "–No, it feels like a sign." "Maybe we'll catch another case again together sometime." "We made the case against Chaydez." "Found Reina." "Good." "–What's this?" "–Interrogation-room tape from today." "You cut me a break when I went off the grid for Tommy." "–Can't stand owing you something." "–Dad, let's go." "I'm coming, baby." "Hey, Rigo." "There a family reunion I didn't know about?" "How you doing, man?" "You all right?" "–What, and you couldn't stop them?" "–He had a gun to my head." "–You couldn't do anything?" "–What would you have done?" "–Does Aurora know?" "–Nobody knows." "Man, all I wanted to do was survive." "See my wife and..." "See my wife and my little girl again." "And now all I do is make up excuses not to go home." "You did what you had to do." "No one can blame you." "I went after a suspect today." "And I kicked the shit out of him." "The only thing that stopped me was..." "I started to piss my pants." "I'm losing control of everything." "Then take it back." "I don't know how." "You're a captain." "You command 200 men." "Hell, you're gonna be the next city councilman." "You have power, David." "You have a gun and a badge." "Now, these were just a couple of punk assholes." "Do you know who they are?" "I could find out." "But even then, what?" "If it was me, I'd kill them." "⬄25000÷1000⬄"