Programa de TV: The Shield - 4x5
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God!
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You're hurting- You're hurting- No!
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You're hurting me!
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Not so hard.
I told you no bruises.
Stop.
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Please!
No!
You wanna say Thursday?
I'm not sure.
Oh, uh...
before I forget.
I love Neiman's.
Oh, I have a perfect pair of shoes to go with this.
From now on though, get a gift receipt.
Um- I'm sorry.
Don't be.
What we do together is important.
Whatever it is or why, that energy has to come out.
Buying into the shame is what's wrong, not what we do in there.
In there is what the gifts are for, not the small talk.
Next Thursday's fine.
I don't need to tell you what drugs are doing to our streets.
You live with it every day.
The purpose of this meeting...
is to outline new initiatives that we're taking to change things.
To lay out the facts, dispel rumors and get your input.
I mean, if any of you have any ideas of how we can be more effective...
I'm listening.
What are you gonna do so different?
I mean, 'cause all these years I heard a lot of talkin'.
And all I see is more sidewalk chalkin'.
I agree with you.
For every dealer and banger we put in jail, three more take his place.
It's because the culture of wealth that's been created by the sale of drugs...
has sent a very clear message to our kids: Now hiring.
I think putting more officers on the street will make it harder to do business.
Increase gang intervention.
Restored and expanded after-school programs.
I mean, kids have to have a place to go to.
They have to have things to do.
Also, more aggressive drug education.
It all can work.
It just requires patience.
How long we supposed to wait?
You know, we didn't have the resources before that we have now.
These new policies allow us to confiscate property...
that's been paid for with drug money.
We're taking the dealers' profits and using it against them...
to improve your lives.
I think it's time that they pay the bill...
for all the pain and suffering that they've caused.
Romeo Barnes.
Took a head shot, close range.
Romeo, poor Romeo.
Witness here works at the methadone clinic.
Says he saw our victim, a black female, arguing with another black male.
A few minutes later heard shots.
Saw the shooter take off on a motorcycle.
All right, let's start up a canvass.
Have D.W.P.
check the storm drains in case he tossed his piece.
Let's talk to methadone man.
So, you saw the shooter book?
Yeah, I know I said that earlier, but just to be clear here...
I didn't actually see anybody do any shooting.
Right.
Did you recognize the guy driving off on the bike?
Never seen him before.
What about the woman he was arguing with?
Never seen her before.
Victim?
Never seen him before.
Hope you're not counting on me to be more helpful than that.
Wouldn't dream of it.
God bless you, and thank you for cracking down on these gangsters...
so my kids can go to school one day without being afraid of getting shot.
But aren't we creating a bigger problem?
White police officers have been swarming on our neighborhood...
since day one.
Yeah.
And now they wanna take the black and the brown man's property...
if they think he's up to no good.
Now it should be noted that Mr.
Mitchell is a convicted felon...
who spent 13 years in prison for distributing crack cocaine.
Excuse me.
So, you don't believe in rehabilitation?
What you're saying is the police can change, but a brother can't?
Rehabilitation presumes that a person's behavior has changed.
Oh.
Tried and convicted again by judge and jury.
See, but the problem with this is, the police aren't a jury of our peers.
I grew up in Farmington.
It was an okay place to live until the summer of 1984.
That is when the crack cocaine epidemic hit.
Turned this place into something else overnight.
That's why I became a peace officer...
to help to bring Farmington back to the place that I remember.
Now look, with God's help and your support...
law enforcement is a solution.
We are not the problem.
It's a sellout.
David Aceveda, city councilman for this district.
When someone is arrested, the law says innocent until proven guilty.
The reason for that is people make mistakes.
Under this policy, that burden falls on you, sir.
And you.
And you.
To prove that you didn't buy your house by selling contraband.
Otherwise, they can take your property...
sell it to the highest bidder, and they keep the money.
Which we funnel back into neighborhood programs...
and into making this community safer.
There has been abuse and corruption in nearly every city...
that this policy has been tried.
Which is why I cannot support it without strict regulations.
You're trying to fix something that isn't broken.
No.
No, it's my duty to put the best interests of Farmington...
ahead of a social experiment, however well-intentioned.
Councilman.
Getting me up there under the pretext of soliciting public support...
and then undermining me?
Thanks for the crash course in sandbagging.
I came willing to be convinced.
I wasn't.
Congratulations.
You pushed half that crowd into Antwon Mitchell's hands.
Oh, that's a slippery slope, using the bogeyman to ride roughshod over people's rights.
Don't you have enough to do on the city council?
Or is this some power trip, doing my job as well?
Actually, my job duties now include vice-chairing the police committee.
Helping oversee how these seizures are implemented.
Well, I guess we'll need to figure out how to get along then.
Learn to do what I say, and we'll be just fine.
Romeo did time for moving crack.
Possession, assault.
But he was clean the last 10 years.
Doesn't sound like he got shot for minding his own business.
Anything else on the motorcycle gunman?
Uh, not the most cooperative block.
That's gonna change.
Pull in Vendrell to help you.
Shane?
Yeah.
You're the one who sold me on his credentials.
Like I said, Shane's a good cop.
Maybe Shane's Vice intel gets us to Antwon Mitchell.
You won't find Antwon anywhere near anything this low-level.
Small world.
Even 12 degrees of separation between this and him will get us closer.
Hey.
New girlfriend?
I got socks older than her.
She gave me something on that methadone whack you're working.
Is she reliable?
Yeah, I know her.
Talk to her regularly.
Bust her every couple of weeks for petty stuff, like shoplifting.
She's just trying to keep her and her mom fed.
So tell us about Romeo.
Romeo wasn't using no more.
He's my mom's N.A.
sponsor.
Her slanger was trying to get her back on the "H."
Romeo's been stepping to him hard, to leave her be.
What's this dealer's name?
Alls I know he rides a loud-ass motorcycle.
It shake the house.
Where's your mom now?
Probably trickin' to get low.
Five or six places I usually find her at.
You think you could show us?
Can I get some Starburst first?
I thought the deal was we'd be working our own shit.
The captain knows you got the street hookups.
Smart to bring you in.
But first you gotta check this out, man.
We borrowed one of our garage sting hidden cameras for a little personal use.
Ladies and gentlemen, the man who put the "pimp" in pimp juice.
Who's the babe?
Friend of Claudette's.
Blind date.
We'll spare you the awkward hellos and skip straight to the painful good-byes.
Excellent.
You still cold?
I'm fine.
I'm sorry again about cranking the air-conditioning.
Oh, it's all right.
I guess so.
Cooler climes are just hardwired to my Northern European D.N.A.
Oh, this is me.
Well, listen.
We should get together again.
Maybe, uh, this weekend.
Oh, I'm- I'm gonna be in Kansas City.
Well, uh, call me when you get back.
Sure.
Bye then.
Yeah, okay.
See you.
Looks like his next date is gonna be with some hand cream.
No, no, wait, wait.
This is the big finish.
I'm lost and I'm found And I'm hungry like the wolf Hungry like the wolf Strut on a line The line Mouth is alive D.N.A.
like that, his parents should've chlorinated the gene pool.
Hungry like the wolf All right, look.
We're looking for a horse dealer...
works, uh, by the methadone clinic over on Seymour.
Wonder if you guys can track down a name while we chase down...
the junkie mom who witnessed the killing?
You know anything else about this dealer?
Rides a Wink bike.
Loud.
He was- He was whacked by some slanger.
He works off a motorcycle.
Street soldiers are a little below my need to know, man.
That sounds like Freebo.
He got a rice rocket.
Temper too.
Yeah, we're gonna find him.
Why?
To lock his ass up on this shooting.
Hey, we gave you a name to keep our boy clear of this, not so you can take him down.
Now remember, you're paid to protect my business.
If some smoke goes and kills a fellow asshole, I got no issue.
But he grudge-whacked a drug counselor, and that shit ain't right.
Also, I make sure the investigation seals off with him.
Doesn't work its way up the food chain to the big fish.
Someone else gives him up, there's no guarantee of that.
I'll make a couple calls.
Try and locate that cat.
Good boy.
Holla.
Holla.
I got a murder for you two.
65-year-old white female, shot during a home invasion.
Run it through Vic.
We're reporting to Mackey?
On this one.
Looks gang-related.
His domain.
That a problem?
Of course not.
I just- I know he's got his hands full.
I understand you're confiscating Maurice Webster's house over those three pot plants.
He was distributing drugs.
Selling 'em out of that house.
I guess even a hummer bust like this brings in a chunk of change...
for you and the D.A.'s office to divvy up.
Why don't you and I go somewhere?
Could we have the room for a minute, please?
Sure.
Debate's fine.
Insubordination isn't.
The D.A.
doesn't call over to ask for a detective...
any more than you can tell them what prosecutor to use.
Why were we put on the Webster case?
I've enough on my plate without second-guessing the D.A.'s mood swings.
If I'm part of some backroom deal, why don't you just lay it out for me?
Does my office down there look like a back room?
All that manpower thrown at a case.
The guy turns out to be a nobody.
But they grab his house anyway.
The detective in me wonders who benefits.
Well, maybe the detective in you should get down to your assigned crime scene...
before a reprimand hits your desk.
Either she's lying or the D.A.'s office is, or they both are.
So it's not that she's another woman who took the job you're supposed to have?
No.
Just checking.
Shot in the back twice.
There's no sign of forced entry.
Who found the body?
The husband and daughter.
Over there.
Detective Wagenbach.
Detective Wyms.
Our condolences.
Could we ask a few questions?
You found the body?
My father and me.
I picked him up at the library, and we came home, and- What, uh- What time was that?
Around 11:00.
Tell them-Tell them about the car.
Oh, oh.
This morning when we left, I saw a car full of Mexican kids parked across the street.
They looked like gang members.
What kind of car?
I don't know.
It was so old and beat up with gray spray paint.
I got a good look at the driver though.
Daddy!
Daddy, are you okay?
I'm just a little dizzy.
I'll be okay.
We have to get him to a hospital.
He's got heart problems.
One of our unis can drop him off at Mission Cross.
We can do this later.
I'll come with you.
Mama, these folks wanna talk to you.
Mama- Somes of bitches, eat my ass.
Angie, come here.
Do you have other family you go to when she's like this?
She's like this all the time.
Someone's gotta look out for her.
We'll get her into treatment.
Last time I called it was a half a year wait.
Me calling might make a difference.
Shit, stop gettin' at me, man.
Hoda, come on.
Where do you score your herone from?
Come on.
I got a sick friend.
All right.
I can take me some gray dick.
Hey, hey, listen.
I can't help you score if I can't reach your main man.
You have a name and number for me?
Hell, any of them houses on the cul-de-sac got a big bag.
What cul-de-sac?
Hoda?
Hoda?
Leave her be!
Mama, you're talking about the houses on Hoover?
Used to party and play over there.
You know the dead end by the steps?
I know some kids over there.
Saw Mama copping a couple times.
Check this out.
House on the left.
Reinforced steel doors.
Blacked-out windows.
Same as the place next door.
It's gotta be the house Angie was talking about.
Yeah.
Uh, no smoke or traffic.
It ain't no rock house, but it's something big.
Yeah.
Check out the guy over there.
A spotter.
Another one over there.
Homeboy's doing more...
than keeping the flat screen from getting jacked.
I think it's warrant time.
I'm gonna call my captain.
This is my tip.
You're not assigned to Farmington.
Look, after we close the book on this case and Angie- You got Shane back in the house, man.
And having you there...
is gonna drive him further away.
I need him close, and you know why.
Yeah, yeah.
Look, I know you want back in.
But- You keep showing up at the Barn with Juvie intel on all my cases.
I appreciate it.
Shane's still an issue.
There's still a lot of history there.
Neighbors say they're nice people.
You know, keep to themselves.
Well, there's been a bunch of home invasions in this neighborhood.
Yeah, we answered one of those.
Hey, take a look at this.
Uh, find out if there was a car parked across the street...
with a bunch of male Hispanics around 9:30 this morning.
All right.
Go to the trouble of killing someone, you leave the good stuff in plain sight?
Yeah, not a very thorough home invasion.
Unless the victim put up a struggle, got herself shot.
They panicked, took off.
Well, I had a case, two guys on crank...
took multiple stab wounds from an 80-year-old...
whose birdbath they were trying to swipe.
Old and stubborn.
Guess all you look for is a good fight sometimes, huh?
Daughter makes it sound like a home invasion.
Something off with the family though.
Neighborhood's Byz Lat turf.
You should get with the O.G.'s.
Scooby and Lucas are talking to 'em now.
Ese crews run a bunch of gank-and-gos over there lately.
Four in the last month.
You should take a look at the witness statements.
Read the reports.
Witnesses are being reinterviewed.
Have you got something big going down?
Yeah.
Have you run a canvass of the area?
You know, I have run a murder investigation before.
Right.
And I couldn't be happier having a seasoned law enforcement professional...
such as yourself, working the case under me.
Just attack it...
like you're hungry...
like the wolf.
Okay, everyone, the target looks like a drug distribution center.
Two neighboring houses that have security and communications.
One of their spotters calls himself Tek Nine...
so we can assume the firepower lives up to the name.
We also want you to be aware we're looking for a suspect in an ongoing murder investigation...
who operates out of this area.
Rides a motorcycle.
His street name is Freebo.
High-risk warrant like this, shouldn't we be going in at night?
The bad guys have embedded themselves in a residential area where there's a lot of kids.
We hit while they're in school, minimize the risk.
The trade-off is we lose the element of surprise, which makes our job harder.
This will be a success if, and only if...
every one of you comes back in one piece...
and no civilians are hurt, so let's do it right.
All right, team assignments and target 20.
Shane, you're going in with me.
Army, with Ronnie and Lemmy's group.
Jesus Christ.
Is this part of Antwon's operation?
Yeah, this block?
It's gotta be.
This is major.
We gotta give him a heads-up.
Take it easy, all right?
No cell phones.
I just gotta let my wife know- Operational security.
Right.
Okay.
Shane, let's move out!
I wouldn't.
Drop it.
Hands behind your head.
Take it down this way.
Please step back here.
Pick up!
Pick up!
It's the cops, man.
Police!
Stay on the ground.
Don't move.
Don't move!
Let's bring it around back.
Come on.
Police!
Stay right there!
Take it up.
Take it up.
Police!
Get away from the window!
On the wall.
Look at the wall!
You got him?
Yeah.
Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
Hey.
Jesus.
I wish we had this kind of shit in Iraq.
Holy cow.
Well!
What I got here...
buys each of you entrepreneurs a hard 20 in Pelican Bay.
Now, I'm looking for the dealer who capped a brother over on Seymour last night.
His name's Freebo.
He drives a rice burner.
One of you citizens gives us a name, you walk away clean.
Up.
Up.
Freebo was just here.
Real name's Freddie Bokamp.
Smart man.
How long ago?
Half an hour, maybe.
I heard his bike.
Hey, shit no, man.
Take me down with everybody else.
Feed your ear there.
All right.
Captain, we got a strong chemical odor coming from the back of that building.
Could be ether.
Possible meth lab.
Get Hazmat down here.
I got a lead on Freebo.
Frederick Bokamp.
This is his D.M.V.
Where is he?
If he didn't split before we locked this place down, he could be in any of those buildings...
but pulling a new warrant takes time.
This Hazmat situation, I think we better evacuate the block.
That's a good idea.
A crank lab, the whole place could blow.
Attention, all residents.
This is a mandatory evacuation order.
You must leave the premises immediately.
Again, I repeat, please leave the premises immediately.
Okay, sir, step on out.
You need to evacuate the premises.
My son's got pneumonia.
We'll get him medical attention.
You can't stay here though.
You can�t just come in here like this!
Come on, sir, step outside.
What the hell you doing, man?
We'll take him to the hospital.
You need to clear out of here though.
There's hazardous material in the area.
You need to clear out.
Put him down, goddamn it!
That's cold.
Did your mother have any enemies that you know of?
No.
And she was my stepmother.
My mom passed nine years ago next month.
It was like d�j� vu finding Margo's body.
How's that?
My dad and I found my mom in the same room.
We'd just come back from running errands, and she was just lying there.
How'd she die?
Stroke.
My dad had a heart attack the next week.
I guess that happens sometimes when people have been together a long time.
We found a jewelry box in your bedroom.
It's beautiful pieces.
Oh, yeah, my mother's.
Thieves only took your stepmother's jewelry.
I just- I'm worried about my dad having to go through this all over again.
l- I really need to get back to the hospital to be with him.
We can call over there, see how he's doing.
Send a car over if he�s ready to go.
Hell of a day.
It wouldn't be a bad month.
Yeah, the evacuation didn't turn up Freebo, but I'm not done yet.
Last chance for any of you cupcakes if you ever wanna smell pussy again.
I can smell yours from here, bitch.
Shit!
You get to come with me.
Easy, man.
I was, like, acting down there.
You know, for the homies.
Yeah, well, if you don't tell me where Freebo is...
you're gonna be acting like a guy doing life in prison.
It's hard to say.
Brother gets around on those wheels, man.
He a free spirit.
What you doing, man?
I'm acting for the homies.
You think they got the message, or do we need a second act?
Freebo stays with his twin brother, Weebo.
Freebo and Weebo?
Got a line on Freebo.
Hey, press conference hasn't started yet.
You still got plenty of time to figure out how to take credit for all this.
7661 Anholt.
That's Freebo's crib.
Come back us up.
He's a shooter.
An impressive bust from what I hear.
Congratulations.
Why do I get the feeling that's the last compliment I'll get in this conversation?
I just came from the crime scene.
You've got a lot of unhappy people out in the street.
Hazmat's finishing up a threat assessment.
Why weren't arrangements made for emergency shelter?
We weren't anticipating having to evacuate the area.
Next time you have an operation this size, you should let me know.
I can put the resources of my office at your disposal.
Head off little snafus like these.
You say snafu, I say the biggest drug bust in Farmington...
in the last 10 years.
Dutch, we're sure the murder weapon was a.38.
Pending confirmation from Ballistics.
We found a box of.
38 ammo in the husband's closet.
You find a gun?
Turned the place upside down.
Neighbors say gangs have been a problem...
but no one saw this car full of Mexicans.
Gonna take a gun and not the ammo?
Swipe the cheap jewelry, leave the good stuff.
How much convincing would it take to move you off this home invasion scenario?
I'm not loving it, which leaves the husband and daughter.
Doesn't strike me he wanted out of the marriage.
So, what was in it for Daddy's little girl?
I think you just answered your own question.
Do you own a handgun, Warren?
.38 Smith & Wesson.
Why?
We're looking into the possibility it could have been the murder weapon.
Where do you keep it?
On a shelf in the bedroom closet.
But it's not loaded.
I make it a point to keep the bullets in the drawer.
So it should be in the closet there now.
Sure.
Because we've had our people go all through the place.
We can't find it.
Did Margo and Donna get along?
Did they ever argue?
They had opinions.
You're telling me all the time Donna's been taking care of you, she wasn't upset?
Margo wanting you to pull up stakes, move you to another state?
Uh, excuse me.
I'm having a senior moment.
Um, we had another break-in...
a little while back.
I didn't wanna tell Donna about it, 'cause I knew she'd worry.
It's what she does best.
My gun was stolen.
You report the burglary to the police?
No.
Uh, that was probably a mistake, wasn't it?
Captain, I need your officer to testify in this assault case...
and I am having trouble serving his subpoena.
He's on vacation.
He gets back on duty tomorrow.
I'll make sure he gets it.
I appreciate it.
Question for you.
How did your office decide to file on the Webster case?
Oh, it's still in play.
Trying to make a plea bargain?
Well, I don't know where it is exactly.
I mean, I don't have the file in front of me.
Is there someone in your office I can call to check on it?
The case is in the system.
What's the urgency?
We're moving to seize the property.
This won't fly if it gets kicked down to a misdemeanor.
Look, I'm not at liberty to discuss specifics right now.
As soon as I know something, I will get back to you.
Thanks again.
You're welcome.
You got some explaining to do.
Hey, I was double-blind.
You didn't tell me what you had going.
Mackey through this into high gear behind my back.
I didn't know it was going down till it was too late.
Hey, two rules: Don't complain and don't explain.
The only rule is that you don't set the rules.
And you need to explain to your people that it's bad business...
to whack a citizen in front of a witness.
Now there's a manhunt for your boy Freebo.
You better hope I'm the one who brings him in.
I got four layers of nigs don't even know who they work for...
insulating me from that cul-de-sac.
Yeah, as long as your crew hangs tight.
One of your boys decides...
to roll on one of your other boys to get out from the murder...
you got a big hole in that insulation.
I'm still the best friend you got.
I appreciate the help.
It's what I'm here for.
And if you'd start listenin', this whole thing would go a lot easier on the both of us.
You know what?
I think the two of us should get together.
You know, work on our communication skills.
That way shit like this doesn't happen again.
I'll let you know when.
Where the hell is Shane?
Which one's Weebo and which one's Freebo?
They're twins.
Shit, they're running.
Somebody tipped them off.
What if they take off in different directions?
We only got one car.
Where the hell is he?
We gotta go.
Yeah, they're splittin' up.
We gotta go.
Damn it!
Police!
Move away from the bikes now!
Hands on your head!
Gun!
Goddamn it!
Put your hands on your head!
Get down on the ground!
Get down.
You all right?
Yeah.
911 emergency.
This is Detective Lemansky.
Badge number 27228.
I've been involved in a shooting at 7661 Anholt.
Notify paramedics and a supervisor.
Where the hell you been?
What happened?
Goddamn it, we needed you!
You, call for backup!
Look, I got this.
Look what you did to my brother, man.
You goddamn pigs!
Shut up.
Look, man, we got here as quick as we could.
Nice try, Freebo.
Dutch says it's breaking different than home invasion.
It looks like the daughter.
We just have to trap her.
I've stopped the forfeiture proceedings on the Webster case.
I did some digging.
Webster was on the witness list for the defense in a separate murder trial.
The D.A.
had other interests in that pot bust beyond enforcing a statute.
Like ruining his credibility on the stand.
Well, it worked.
He was dropped from the witness list.
The defendant pled.
You just find this out?
You smelled horseshit.
Turned out there was a pony in the Barn.
Well, I appreciate your digging.
You know, what I don't get...
is why did the D.A.
choose the two of you in the first place?
I mean, shady tactics like this, I think you'd be the last ones they'd trust to make it work.
I guess we'll never know.
As far as it goes between us, I expect a sea change in your attitude.
Can you hook Freebo into Antwon?
He's a little tweaked about losing his brother.
It's twin shit.
Can I pull a favor?
Have you talk to I.A.D.
about this officer-involved shooting thing?
Lemansky's not under my command.
You know his C.I.
broke this case for us, the whole cul-de-sac.
And he had permission from his supervisor to roll with me.
Their first question is going to be the same as mine.
Murder suspect?
Armed and dangerous?
Where was your backup?
Shane got stuck in traffic.
The brothers were taking flight.
We had no way of knowing which one was Freebo.
We had to roll.
Write up a report.
I'll take a look at it.
I got you for killing Romeo Barnes.
If we go for special circumstances...
you'll be seeing your brother again before you know it.
Don't talk like that, man.
That boy was my heart!
You give up Antwon Mitchell.
That'll buy you a day pass to I.D.
your brother's body.
Jesus, man, I don't even know the cat.
I'm trying to keep your ass off death row.
If I had something, I'd give it up.
We, uh- We may have caught a break.
We've got a suspect in custody, apprehended for ripping off a house down the block from you.
Multiple convictions for grand theft, history of violence.
You think he's involved.
You tell us.
Is this one of the men you saw in the car outside your house?
Yeah, that's him.
He was the driver.
Take your time.
We need to be sure.
No, it's definitely him.
You're positive?
A hundred percent.
I remember he was wearing that shirt.
This man's a police officer.
He was patrolling with his partner when you shot your stepmother.
You think that I killed Margo?
You dropped your dad off at the library, went back and shot her.
No!
Then you picked up your dad...
brought him home, two of you discovered her body.
Same choreography as when you found your mother.
See, that was the last time you had him all to yourself.
You tried to, uh, recapture that moment in time when he needed you...
when it was just the two of you against the world.
You wanna trick me into admitting something that I did not do!
We've already got your father lying about what you did.
Any more, he's gonna be an accessory to murder after the fact.
If you confess now...
we won't give him the chance to lie himself into a jail cell.
Oh, God.
If he moved to Arizona, he'd be dead in six months.
I cook his food.
I drive him to the doctor.
I make sure he has all 17 of his pills at the right time each day.
She didn't care about him.
Not like- Not like my mother.
Not like me.
She said that they were going to Arizona alone.
After all I've done?
And she just turned her back on me, and so l- Shot her in hers.
What'd you do with the gun and the jewelry?
I just threw it away.
Where?
If I tell you...
will you let me say good-bye to him?
I'm in the can.
I look over and I see two dreadlocks hanging out of the cabinet under the sink.
This boy had to be 6'3'; How he folded his ass into a space like yea- Living in a 6-by-9 with three other soul brothers for a few years ought a be a cakewalk.
Everyone, you have reason to be proud.
Today's raid netted the largest cash of black tar heroin in Farmington history.
The chief asked me to convey his thanks.
Each of you will receive a letter of commendation from him personally.
So, keep up the outstanding work.
Thanks.
This citizen that we took to the hospital, what did you see?
Well, the individual was informed of the evacuation order.
He responded in a belligerent manner, was restrained by the other officers present.
Anything to add?
That's pretty much how it went down.
He isn't even out of the E.R.
He's already threatening a lawsuit.
I'll make it clear to the city attorney that his case has no merit.
Good work.
Thanks a lot.
Next time those guys are gonna party over busting some "soul brother"...
it better be out of my earshot.
They're blowing off steam.
Everybody's just happy to be in one piece.
Why is everybody treating this like we just won the big game?
'Cause that raid was a home run.
Yeah, well, I'm having a hard time mustering team spirit over a beat down.
Get real, Julien.
You were there.
You saw what happened.
He was minding his own business.
Until we showed up and started dragging him...
and everybody else out of their homes.
If those folks were interested in getting the thugs off the streets...
instead of turning us into the enemy- Well, why are we only doing this in Farmington?
What about Brentwood, where the crooked drug lawyers live?
And the bankers who wash the dirty money.
Why aren't we taking their houses?
If you think it's such a rotten idea, why'd you help the captain sell it on that panel?
Let's go.
Get up.
All right, let's get her outta here.
Got the gun, missing jewelry.
Three homicides we've caught the past two weeks.
Three for three.
You must be thrilled to be back in the saddle.
Aren't you?
Wonder what changed?
What do you mean?
I've been the D.A.'s leper for months.
All of a sudden, I'm back in his good books.
You certainly did your time.
These are not the type of people to let go of a grudge.
And I know I never apologized.
Well, maybe they finally realized there was no upside...
in benching their two best detectives.
The buzz is that taking down Maurice Webster gave the prosecution...
a win in some murder trial.
Where'd you hear that?
That would explain a sudden change in attitude.
That would also suggest a quid pro quo.
I gotta get with Ballistics.
Confirm this is our murder weapon.
Ballistics can wait.
I'm busy.
And stop treating me like a suspect.
Did you have a chat with Beth Insardi?
If we carried the Webster case, maybe they'd let us out of the doghouse?
Something along those lines?
Fine.
I confess.
At least now we're getting confessions from other people too.
Real criminals.
Killers.
What other errands do you have us running for the D.A.?
Nothing.
One of us needs to mend fences.
You went behind my back.
After being ignored head-on for six months?
You bet I did.
It wasn't your deal to make.
You're the best partner I ever had.
I hung in with you, waiting to see this through.
Instead, you just dug yourself in further.
I wasn't gonna sit on my hands and watch you wreck your career and mine along with it.
I got dinged pretty good in this too, you know.
This was my fight.
And you lost!
So I threw in the towel with the D.A.
And I'd do it again.
And if you wanna be pissed at me, fine, go ahead.
You put one of my guys on ice.
Then used that leverage to turn him into your lapdog.
You do not want to mess with my people again.
A new captain is in no position to make threats.
Assistant D.A.
's are judged by their conviction rate.
How's yours gonna look when my people show up an hour late in court?
Give witnesses wiggle room on their statements...
misplace evidence, only on your cases?
Either our offices are working against each other or working together.
Which is it gonna be?
Together.
Good.
I keep hearing how good these seizures are for the neighborhood.
I can't help wondering if they're making things worse.
Okay.
This is where people live.
They're raising their kids.
We're treating it like it's some battleground.
How far is too far?
Okay.
So why you coming to me?
To get you to weigh in with your seniority.
You have got a very popular new captain who's got the chiefs support...
comin' off a big success today.
Besides, my opinion doesn't seem to mean jack shit around here.
If people thought like you back in the day, you wouldn't be here.
And don't lecture me about the struggle, son.
I am the struggle.
Breaking down black folks' doors to make the world safer is not a new concept.
The difference is now you're the one with the boot on your foot.
You've got an opinion.
You've got a voice.
Use it or lose it.
Hey.
I'm getting my nuts twisted by I.A.D.
on account of you.
Oh, easy, Quickdraw- You, I don't know, so stay outta this.
You and I don't have shit to talk about on any subject.
Really?
Hey, hey, easy.
Unis just found Angie's mother, dead from an overdose.
Oh, shit.
Angie's given Social Services the slip.
She's probably out there looking for her mom, doesn't even know.
I gotta go find her.
Hang on.
I'll come with.
Look, they may have grabbed your shit, but the investigation is sealed off.
No roads lead back to you.
Just say thank you, Antwon.
Do you know how much you cost me today, huh?
In product and in manpower, do you?
If you'd kept me in the loop on your tar castle...
then maybe I could have kept an eye out for you, homey.
Grab his piece.
Grab his piece.
Gimme both their guns.
Payback, bitch!
I don't get played, and I ain't your homey.
Oh, man, you're gonna get it.
Shut up, bitch!
You knew they were taking down my shit today.
My niggas saw you faggots on the goddamn raid...
so how you trying to tell me now there was nothing that you could do?
Huh?
You think you was ever making the rules around here?
You're not stupid enough to bring that kind of heat down on your ass.
I had a talk with her moms.
Amazing what a bitch will give up for a little rush.
Or in this case a big rush.
Jesus, you killed her mother.
This is the little ho that gave up my block.
She's just a kid!
I know.
And you two should be ashamed of yourselves.
You found her on the street.
Tried to bring her in for foster care, but she didn't wanna go.
So she offered you a mouth bribe.
One thing led to another, and then when she threatened to tell your boss- No, don't!
Give him to me.
You got rid of your problem.
And I got rid of mine.
Now...
her body shows up with bullets in it from your two gats...
and your card in her burnt little pocket...
one time, doin' time...
for a long, long, time.
From now on, I say "Suck my dick"...
you say, "You want me to lick your balls, Daddy?"
No!
No!
No!
Please!
No!
No!
God!
No!
Don't!
No, don't do this!
Don't!
Let me go!
Let me go!
Don't do this!
Shut up!
Shut up!
Oh, God!
Let me go!
Oh, God!
Oh, God!
You're hurting- You're hurting- No!
No!
You're hurting me!
No!
No!
No, God!
No!
No!
No!
Not so hard.
I told you no bruises.
Stop.
Oh, God.
Please!
Don't do this!
Please, don't do this!
No!
No!
Oh, God, don't do this!
Please!
No!
You wanna say Thursday?
I'm not sure.
Oh, uh...
before I forget.
I love Neiman's.
Oh, I have a perfect pair of shoes to go with this.
From now on though, get a gift receipt.
Um- I'm sorry.
Don't be.
What we do together is important.
Whatever it is or why, that energy has to come out.
Buying into the shame is what's wrong, not what we do in there.
In there is what the gifts are for, not the small talk.
Next Thursday's fine.
I don't need to tell you what drugs are doing to our streets.
You live with it every day.
The purpose of this meeting...
is to outline new initiatives that we're taking to change things.
To lay out the facts, dispel rumors and get your input.
I mean, if any of you have any ideas of how we can be more effective...
I'm listening.
What are you gonna do so different?
I mean, 'cause all these years I heard a lot of talkin'.
And all I see is more sidewalk chalkin'.
I agree with you.
For every dealer and banger we put in jail, three more take his place.
It's because the culture of wealth that's been created by the sale of drugs...
has sent a very clear message to our kids: Now hiring.
I think putting more officers on the street will make it harder to do business.
Increase gang intervention.
Restored and expanded after-school programs.
I mean, kids have to have a place to go to.
They have to have things to do.
Also, more aggressive drug education.
It all can work.
It just requires patience.
How long we supposed to wait?
You know, we didn't have the resources before that we have now.
These new policies allow us to confiscate property...
that's been paid for with drug money.
We're taking the dealers' profits and using it against them...
to improve your lives.
I think it's time that they pay the bill...
for all the pain and suffering that they've caused.
Romeo Barnes.
Took a head shot, close range.
Romeo, poor Romeo.
Witness here works at the methadone clinic.
Says he saw our victim, a black female, arguing with another black male.
A few minutes later heard shots.
Saw the shooter take off on a motorcycle.
All right, let's start up a canvass.
Have D.W.P.
check the storm drains in case he tossed his piece.
Let's talk to methadone man.
So, you saw the shooter book?
Yeah, I know I said that earlier, but just to be clear here...
I didn't actually see anybody do any shooting.
Right.
Did you recognize the guy driving off on the bike?
Never seen him before.
What about the woman he was arguing with?
Never seen her before.
Victim?
Never seen him before.
Hope you're not counting on me to be more helpful than that.
Wouldn't dream of it.
God bless you, and thank you for cracking down on these gangsters...
so my kids can go to school one day without being afraid of getting shot.
But aren't we creating a bigger problem?
White police officers have been swarming on our neighborhood...
since day one.
Yeah.
And now they wanna take the black and the brown man's property...
if they think he's up to no good.
Now it should be noted that Mr.
Mitchell is a convicted felon...
who spent 13 years in prison for distributing crack cocaine.
Excuse me.
So, you don't believe in rehabilitation?
What you're saying is the police can change, but a brother can't?
Rehabilitation presumes that a person's behavior has changed.
Oh.
Tried and convicted again by judge and jury.
See, but the problem with this is, the police aren't a jury of our peers.
I grew up in Farmington.
It was an okay place to live until the summer of 1984.
That is when the crack cocaine epidemic hit.
Turned this place into something else overnight.
That's why I became a peace officer...
to help to bring Farmington back to the place that I remember.
Now look, with God's help and your support...
law enforcement is a solution.
We are not the problem.
It's a sellout.
David Aceveda, city councilman for this district.
When someone is arrested, the law says innocent until proven guilty.
The reason for that is people make mistakes.
Under this policy, that burden falls on you, sir.
And you.
And you.
To prove that you didn't buy your house by selling contraband.
Otherwise, they can take your property...
sell it to the highest bidder, and they keep the money.
Which we funnel back into neighborhood programs...
and into making this community safer.
There has been abuse and corruption in nearly every city...
that this policy has been tried.
Which is why I cannot support it without strict regulations.
You're trying to fix something that isn't broken.
No.
No, it's my duty to put the best interests of Farmington...
ahead of a social experiment, however well-intentioned.
Councilman.
Getting me up there under the pretext of soliciting public support...
and then undermining me?
Thanks for the crash course in sandbagging.
I came willing to be convinced.
I wasn't.
Congratulations.
You pushed half that crowd into Antwon Mitchell's hands.
Oh, that's a slippery slope, using the bogeyman to ride roughshod over people's rights.
Don't you have enough to do on the city council?
Or is this some power trip, doing my job as well?
Actually, my job duties now include vice-chairing the police committee.
Helping oversee how these seizures are implemented.
Well, I guess we'll need to figure out how to get along then.
Learn to do what I say, and we'll be just fine.
Romeo did time for moving crack.
Possession, assault.
But he was clean the last 10 years.
Doesn't sound like he got shot for minding his own business.
Anything else on the motorcycle gunman?
Uh, not the most cooperative block.
That's gonna change.
Pull in Vendrell to help you.
Shane?
Yeah.
You're the one who sold me on his credentials.
Like I said, Shane's a good cop.
Maybe Shane's Vice intel gets us to Antwon Mitchell.
You won't find Antwon anywhere near anything this low-level.
Small world.
Even 12 degrees of separation between this and him will get us closer.
Hey.
New girlfriend?
I got socks older than her.
She gave me something on that methadone whack you're working.
Is she reliable?
Yeah, I know her.
Talk to her regularly.
Bust her every couple of weeks for petty stuff, like shoplifting.
She's just trying to keep her and her mom fed.
So tell us about Romeo.
Romeo wasn't using no more.
He's my mom's N.A.
sponsor.
Her slanger was trying to get her back on the "H."
Romeo's been stepping to him hard, to leave her be.
What's this dealer's name?
Alls I know he rides a loud-ass motorcycle.
It shake the house.
Where's your mom now?
Probably trickin' to get low.
Five or six places I usually find her at.
You think you could show us?
Can I get some Starburst first?
I thought the deal was we'd be working our own shit.
The captain knows you got the street hookups.
Smart to bring you in.
But first you gotta check this out, man.
We borrowed one of our garage sting hidden cameras for a little personal use.
Ladies and gentlemen, the man who put the "pimp" in pimp juice.
Who's the babe?
Friend of Claudette's.
Blind date.
We'll spare you the awkward hellos and skip straight to the painful good-byes.
Excellent.
You still cold?
I'm fine.
I'm sorry again about cranking the air-conditioning.
Oh, it's all right.
I guess so.
Cooler climes are just hardwired to my Northern European D.N.A.
Oh, this is me.
Well, listen.
We should get together again.
Maybe, uh, this weekend.
Oh, I'm- I'm gonna be in Kansas City.
Well, uh, call me when you get back.
Sure.
Bye then.
Yeah, okay.
See you.
Looks like his next date is gonna be with some hand cream.
No, no, wait, wait.
This is the big finish.
I'm lost and I'm found And I'm hungry like the wolf Hungry like the wolf Strut on a line The line Mouth is alive D.N.A.
like that, his parents should've chlorinated the gene pool.
Hungry like the wolf All right, look.
We're looking for a horse dealer...
works, uh, by the methadone clinic over on Seymour.
Wonder if you guys can track down a name while we chase down...
the junkie mom who witnessed the killing?
You know anything else about this dealer?
Rides a Wink bike.
Loud.
He was- He was whacked by some slanger.
He works off a motorcycle.
Street soldiers are a little below my need to know, man.
That sounds like Freebo.
He got a rice rocket.
Temper too.
Yeah, we're gonna find him.
Why?
To lock his ass up on this shooting.
Hey, we gave you a name to keep our boy clear of this, not so you can take him down.
Now remember, you're paid to protect my business.
If some smoke goes and kills a fellow asshole, I got no issue.
But he grudge-whacked a drug counselor, and that shit ain't right.
Also, I make sure the investigation seals off with him.
Doesn't work its way up the food chain to the big fish.
Someone else gives him up, there's no guarantee of that.
I'll make a couple calls.
Try and locate that cat.
Good boy.
Holla.
Holla.
I got a murder for you two.
65-year-old white female, shot during a home invasion.
Run it through Vic.
We're reporting to Mackey?
On this one.
Looks gang-related.
His domain.
That a problem?
Of course not.
I just- I know he's got his hands full.
I understand you're confiscating Maurice Webster's house over those three pot plants.
He was distributing drugs.
Selling 'em out of that house.
I guess even a hummer bust like this brings in a chunk of change...
for you and the D.A.'s office to divvy up.
Why don't you and I go somewhere?
Could we have the room for a minute, please?
Sure.
Debate's fine.
Insubordination isn't.
The D.A.
doesn't call over to ask for a detective...
any more than you can tell them what prosecutor to use.
Why were we put on the Webster case?
I've enough on my plate without second-guessing the D.A.'s mood swings.
If I'm part of some backroom deal, why don't you just lay it out for me?
Does my office down there look like a back room?
All that manpower thrown at a case.
The guy turns out to be a nobody.
But they grab his house anyway.
The detective in me wonders who benefits.
Well, maybe the detective in you should get down to your assigned crime scene...
before a reprimand hits your desk.
Either she's lying or the D.A.'s office is, or they both are.
So it's not that she's another woman who took the job you're supposed to have?
No.
Just checking.
Shot in the back twice.
There's no sign of forced entry.
Who found the body?
The husband and daughter.
Over there.
Detective Wagenbach.
Detective Wyms.
Our condolences.
Could we ask a few questions?
You found the body?
My father and me.
I picked him up at the library, and we came home, and- What, uh- What time was that?
Around 11:00.
Tell them-Tell them about the car.
Oh, oh.
This morning when we left, I saw a car full of Mexican kids parked across the street.
They looked like gang members.
What kind of car?
I don't know.
It was so old and beat up with gray spray paint.
I got a good look at the driver though.
Daddy!
Daddy, are you okay?
I'm just a little dizzy.
I'll be okay.
We have to get him to a hospital.
He's got heart problems.
One of our unis can drop him off at Mission Cross.
We can do this later.
I'll come with you.
Mama, these folks wanna talk to you.
Mama- Somes of bitches, eat my ass.
Angie, come here.
Do you have other family you go to when she's like this?
She's like this all the time.
Someone's gotta look out for her.
We'll get her into treatment.
Last time I called it was a half a year wait.
Me calling might make a difference.
Shit, stop gettin' at me, man.
Hoda, come on.
Where do you score your herone from?
Come on.
I got a sick friend.
All right.
I can take me some gray dick.
Hey, hey, listen.
I can't help you score if I can't reach your main man.
You have a name and number for me?
Hell, any of them houses on the cul-de-sac got a big bag.
What cul-de-sac?
Hoda?
Hoda?
Leave her be!
Mama, you're talking about the houses on Hoover?
Used to party and play over there.
You know the dead end by the steps?
I know some kids over there.
Saw Mama copping a couple times.
Check this out.
House on the left.
Reinforced steel doors.
Blacked-out windows.
Same as the place next door.
It's gotta be the house Angie was talking about.
Yeah.
Uh, no smoke or traffic.
It ain't no rock house, but it's something big.
Yeah.
Check out the guy over there.
A spotter.
Another one over there.
Homeboy's doing more...
than keeping the flat screen from getting jacked.
I think it's warrant time.
I'm gonna call my captain.
This is my tip.
You're not assigned to Farmington.
Look, after we close the book on this case and Angie- You got Shane back in the house, man.
And having you there...
is gonna drive him further away.
I need him close, and you know why.
Yeah, yeah.
Look, I know you want back in.
But- You keep showing up at the Barn with Juvie intel on all my cases.
I appreciate it.
Shane's still an issue.
There's still a lot of history there.
Neighbors say they're nice people.
You know, keep to themselves.
Well, there's been a bunch of home invasions in this neighborhood.
Yeah, we answered one of those.
Hey, take a look at this.
Uh, find out if there was a car parked across the street...
with a bunch of male Hispanics around 9:30 this morning.
All right.
Go to the trouble of killing someone, you leave the good stuff in plain sight?
Yeah, not a very thorough home invasion.
Unless the victim put up a struggle, got herself shot.
They panicked, took off.
Well, I had a case, two guys on crank...
took multiple stab wounds from an 80-year-old...
whose birdbath they were trying to swipe.
Old and stubborn.
Guess all you look for is a good fight sometimes, huh?
Daughter makes it sound like a home invasion.
Something off with the family though.
Neighborhood's Byz Lat turf.
You should get with the O.G.'s.
Scooby and Lucas are talking to 'em now.
Ese crews run a bunch of gank-and-gos over there lately.
Four in the last month.
You should take a look at the witness statements.
Read the reports.
Witnesses are being reinterviewed.
Have you got something big going down?
Yeah.
Have you run a canvass of the area?
You know, I have run a murder investigation before.
Right.
And I couldn't be happier having a seasoned law enforcement professional...
such as yourself, working the case under me.
Just attack it...
like you're hungry...
like the wolf.
Okay, everyone, the target looks like a drug distribution center.
Two neighboring houses that have security and communications.
One of their spotters calls himself Tek Nine...
so we can assume the firepower lives up to the name.
We also want you to be aware we're looking for a suspect in an ongoing murder investigation...
who operates out of this area.
Rides a motorcycle.
His street name is Freebo.
High-risk warrant like this, shouldn't we be going in at night?
The bad guys have embedded themselves in a residential area where there's a lot of kids.
We hit while they're in school, minimize the risk.
The trade-off is we lose the element of surprise, which makes our job harder.
This will be a success if, and only if...
every one of you comes back in one piece...
and no civilians are hurt, so let's do it right.
All right, team assignments and target 20.
Shane, you're going in with me.
Army, with Ronnie and Lemmy's group.
Jesus Christ.
Is this part of Antwon's operation?
Yeah, this block?
It's gotta be.
This is major.
We gotta give him a heads-up.
Take it easy, all right?
No cell phones.
I just gotta let my wife know- Operational security.
Right.
Okay.
Shane, let's move out!
I wouldn't.
Drop it.
Hands behind your head.
Take it down this way.
Please step back here.
Pick up!
Pick up!
It's the cops, man.
Police!
Stay on the ground.
Don't move.
Don't move!
Let's bring it around back.
Come on.
Police!
Stay right there!
Take it up.
Take it up.
Police!
Get away from the window!
On the wall.
Look at the wall!
You got him?
Yeah.
Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
Hey.
Jesus.
I wish we had this kind of shit in Iraq.
Holy cow.
Well!
What I got here...
buys each of you entrepreneurs a hard 20 in Pelican Bay.
Now, I'm looking for the dealer who capped a brother over on Seymour last night.
His name's Freebo.
He drives a rice burner.
One of you citizens gives us a name, you walk away clean.
Up.
Up.
Freebo was just here.
Real name's Freddie Bokamp.
Smart man.
How long ago?
Half an hour, maybe.
I heard his bike.
Hey, shit no, man.
Take me down with everybody else.
Feed your ear there.
All right.
Captain, we got a strong chemical odor coming from the back of that building.
Could be ether.
Possible meth lab.
Get Hazmat down here.
I got a lead on Freebo.
Frederick Bokamp.
This is his D.M.V.
Where is he?
If he didn't split before we locked this place down, he could be in any of those buildings...
but pulling a new warrant takes time.
This Hazmat situation, I think we better evacuate the block.
That's a good idea.
A crank lab, the whole place could blow.
Attention, all residents.
This is a mandatory evacuation order.
You must leave the premises immediately.
Again, I repeat, please leave the premises immediately.
Okay, sir, step on out.
You need to evacuate the premises.
My son's got pneumonia.
We'll get him medical attention.
You can't stay here though.
You can�t just come in here like this!
Come on, sir, step outside.
What the hell you doing, man?
We'll take him to the hospital.
You need to clear out of here though.
There's hazardous material in the area.
You need to clear out.
Put him down, goddamn it!
That's cold.
Did your mother have any enemies that you know of?
No.
And she was my stepmother.
My mom passed nine years ago next month.
It was like d�j� vu finding Margo's body.
How's that?
My dad and I found my mom in the same room.
We'd just come back from running errands, and she was just lying there.
How'd she die?
Stroke.
My dad had a heart attack the next week.
I guess that happens sometimes when people have been together a long time.
We found a jewelry box in your bedroom.
It's beautiful pieces.
Oh, yeah, my mother's.
Thieves only took your stepmother's jewelry.
I just- I'm worried about my dad having to go through this all over again.
l- I really need to get back to the hospital to be with him.
We can call over there, see how he's doing.
Send a car over if he�s ready to go.
Hell of a day.
It wouldn't be a bad month.
Yeah, the evacuation didn't turn up Freebo, but I'm not done yet.
Last chance for any of you cupcakes if you ever wanna smell pussy again.
I can smell yours from here, bitch.
Shit!
You get to come with me.
Easy, man.
I was, like, acting down there.
You know, for the homies.
Yeah, well, if you don't tell me where Freebo is...
you're gonna be acting like a guy doing life in prison.
It's hard to say.
Brother gets around on those wheels, man.
He a free spirit.
What you doing, man?
I'm acting for the homies.
You think they got the message, or do we need a second act?
Freebo stays with his twin brother, Weebo.
Freebo and Weebo?
Got a line on Freebo.
Hey, press conference hasn't started yet.
You still got plenty of time to figure out how to take credit for all this.
7661 Anholt.
That's Freebo's crib.
Come back us up.
He's a shooter.
An impressive bust from what I hear.
Congratulations.
Why do I get the feeling that's the last compliment I'll get in this conversation?
I just came from the crime scene.
You've got a lot of unhappy people out in the street.
Hazmat's finishing up a threat assessment.
Why weren't arrangements made for emergency shelter?
We weren't anticipating having to evacuate the area.
Next time you have an operation this size, you should let me know.
I can put the resources of my office at your disposal.
Head off little snafus like these.
You say snafu, I say the biggest drug bust in Farmington...
in the last 10 years.
Dutch, we're sure the murder weapon was a.38.
Pending confirmation from Ballistics.
We found a box of.
38 ammo in the husband's closet.
You find a gun?
Turned the place upside down.
Neighbors say gangs have been a problem...
but no one saw this car full of Mexicans.
Gonna take a gun and not the ammo?
Swipe the cheap jewelry, leave the good stuff.
How much convincing would it take to move you off this home invasion scenario?
I'm not loving it, which leaves the husband and daughter.
Doesn't strike me he wanted out of the marriage.
So, what was in it for Daddy's little girl?
I think you just answered your own question.
Do you own a handgun, Warren?
.38 Smith & Wesson.
Why?
We're looking into the possibility it could have been the murder weapon.
Where do you keep it?
On a shelf in the bedroom closet.
But it's not loaded.
I make it a point to keep the bullets in the drawer.
So it should be in the closet there now.
Sure.
Because we've had our people go all through the place.
We can't find it.
Did Margo and Donna get along?
Did they ever argue?
They had opinions.
You're telling me all the time Donna's been taking care of you, she wasn't upset?
Margo wanting you to pull up stakes, move you to another state?
Uh, excuse me.
I'm having a senior moment.
Um, we had another break-in...
a little while back.
I didn't wanna tell Donna about it, 'cause I knew she'd worry.
It's what she does best.
My gun was stolen.
You report the burglary to the police?
No.
Uh, that was probably a mistake, wasn't it?
Captain, I need your officer to testify in this assault case...
and I am having trouble serving his subpoena.
He's on vacation.
He gets back on duty tomorrow.
I'll make sure he gets it.
I appreciate it.
Question for you.
How did your office decide to file on the Webster case?
Oh, it's still in play.
Trying to make a plea bargain?
Well, I don't know where it is exactly.
I mean, I don't have the file in front of me.
Is there someone in your office I can call to check on it?
The case is in the system.
What's the urgency?
We're moving to seize the property.
This won't fly if it gets kicked down to a misdemeanor.
Look, I'm not at liberty to discuss specifics right now.
As soon as I know something, I will get back to you.
Thanks again.
You're welcome.
You got some explaining to do.
Hey, I was double-blind.
You didn't tell me what you had going.
Mackey through this into high gear behind my back.
I didn't know it was going down till it was too late.
Hey, two rules: Don't complain and don't explain.
The only rule is that you don't set the rules.
And you need to explain to your people that it's bad business...
to whack a citizen in front of a witness.
Now there's a manhunt for your boy Freebo.
You better hope I'm the one who brings him in.
I got four layers of nigs don't even know who they work for...
insulating me from that cul-de-sac.
Yeah, as long as your crew hangs tight.
One of your boys decides...
to roll on one of your other boys to get out from the murder...
you got a big hole in that insulation.
I'm still the best friend you got.
I appreciate the help.
It's what I'm here for.
And if you'd start listenin', this whole thing would go a lot easier on the both of us.
You know what?
I think the two of us should get together.
You know, work on our communication skills.
That way shit like this doesn't happen again.
I'll let you know when.
Where the hell is Shane?
Which one's Weebo and which one's Freebo?
They're twins.
Shit, they're running.
Somebody tipped them off.
What if they take off in different directions?
We only got one car.
Where the hell is he?
We gotta go.
Yeah, they're splittin' up.
We gotta go.
Damn it!
Police!
Move away from the bikes now!
Hands on your head!
Gun!
Goddamn it!
Put your hands on your head!
Get down on the ground!
Get down.
You all right?
Yeah.
911 emergency.
This is Detective Lemansky.
Badge number 27228.
I've been involved in a shooting at 7661 Anholt.
Notify paramedics and a supervisor.
Where the hell you been?
What happened?
Goddamn it, we needed you!
You, call for backup!
Look, I got this.
Look what you did to my brother, man.
You goddamn pigs!
Shut up.
Look, man, we got here as quick as we could.
Nice try, Freebo.
Dutch says it's breaking different than home invasion.
It looks like the daughter.
We just have to trap her.
I've stopped the forfeiture proceedings on the Webster case.
I did some digging.
Webster was on the witness list for the defense in a separate murder trial.
The D.A.
had other interests in that pot bust beyond enforcing a statute.
Like ruining his credibility on the stand.
Well, it worked.
He was dropped from the witness list.
The defendant pled.
You just find this out?
You smelled horseshit.
Turned out there was a pony in the Barn.
Well, I appreciate your digging.
You know, what I don't get...
is why did the D.A.
choose the two of you in the first place?
I mean, shady tactics like this, I think you'd be the last ones they'd trust to make it work.
I guess we'll never know.
As far as it goes between us, I expect a sea change in your attitude.
Can you hook Freebo into Antwon?
He's a little tweaked about losing his brother.
It's twin shit.
Can I pull a favor?
Have you talk to I.A.D.
about this officer-involved shooting thing?
Lemansky's not under my command.
You know his C.I.
broke this case for us, the whole cul-de-sac.
And he had permission from his supervisor to roll with me.
Their first question is going to be the same as mine.
Murder suspect?
Armed and dangerous?
Where was your backup?
Shane got stuck in traffic.
The brothers were taking flight.
We had no way of knowing which one was Freebo.
We had to roll.
Write up a report.
I'll take a look at it.
I got you for killing Romeo Barnes.
If we go for special circumstances...
you'll be seeing your brother again before you know it.
Don't talk like that, man.
That boy was my heart!
You give up Antwon Mitchell.
That'll buy you a day pass to I.D.
your brother's body.
Jesus, man, I don't even know the cat.
I'm trying to keep your ass off death row.
If I had something, I'd give it up.
We, uh- We may have caught a break.
We've got a suspect in custody, apprehended for ripping off a house down the block from you.
Multiple convictions for grand theft, history of violence.
You think he's involved.
You tell us.
Is this one of the men you saw in the car outside your house?
Yeah, that's him.
He was the driver.
Take your time.
We need to be sure.
No, it's definitely him.
You're positive?
A hundred percent.
I remember he was wearing that shirt.
This man's a police officer.
He was patrolling with his partner when you shot your stepmother.
You think that I killed Margo?
You dropped your dad off at the library, went back and shot her.
No!
Then you picked up your dad...
brought him home, two of you discovered her body.
Same choreography as when you found your mother.
See, that was the last time you had him all to yourself.
You tried to, uh, recapture that moment in time when he needed you...
when it was just the two of you against the world.
You wanna trick me into admitting something that I did not do!
We've already got your father lying about what you did.
Any more, he's gonna be an accessory to murder after the fact.
If you confess now...
we won't give him the chance to lie himself into a jail cell.
Oh, God.
If he moved to Arizona, he'd be dead in six months.
I cook his food.
I drive him to the doctor.
I make sure he has all 17 of his pills at the right time each day.
She didn't care about him.
Not like- Not like my mother.
Not like me.
She said that they were going to Arizona alone.
After all I've done?
And she just turned her back on me, and so l- Shot her in hers.
What'd you do with the gun and the jewelry?
I just threw it away.
Where?
If I tell you...
will you let me say good-bye to him?
I'm in the can.
I look over and I see two dreadlocks hanging out of the cabinet under the sink.
This boy had to be 6'3'; How he folded his ass into a space like yea- Living in a 6-by-9 with three other soul brothers for a few years ought a be a cakewalk.
Everyone, you have reason to be proud.
Today's raid netted the largest cash of black tar heroin in Farmington history.
The chief asked me to convey his thanks.
Each of you will receive a letter of commendation from him personally.
So, keep up the outstanding work.
Thanks.
This citizen that we took to the hospital, what did you see?
Well, the individual was informed of the evacuation order.
He responded in a belligerent manner, was restrained by the other officers present.
Anything to add?
That's pretty much how it went down.
He isn't even out of the E.R.
He's already threatening a lawsuit.
I'll make it clear to the city attorney that his case has no merit.
Good work.
Thanks a lot.
Next time those guys are gonna party over busting some "soul brother"...
it better be out of my earshot.
They're blowing off steam.
Everybody's just happy to be in one piece.
Why is everybody treating this like we just won the big game?
'Cause that raid was a home run.
Yeah, well, I'm having a hard time mustering team spirit over a beat down.
Get real, Julien.
You were there.
You saw what happened.
He was minding his own business.
Until we showed up and started dragging him...
and everybody else out of their homes.
If those folks were interested in getting the thugs off the streets...
instead of turning us into the enemy- Well, why are we only doing this in Farmington?
What about Brentwood, where the crooked drug lawyers live?
And the bankers who wash the dirty money.
Why aren't we taking their houses?
If you think it's such a rotten idea, why'd you help the captain sell it on that panel?
Let's go.
Get up.
All right, let's get her outta here.
Got the gun, missing jewelry.
Three homicides we've caught the past two weeks.
Three for three.
You must be thrilled to be back in the saddle.
Aren't you?
Wonder what changed?
What do you mean?
I've been the D.A.'s leper for months.
All of a sudden, I'm back in his good books.
You certainly did your time.
These are not the type of people to let go of a grudge.
And I know I never apologized.
Well, maybe they finally realized there was no upside...
in benching their two best detectives.
The buzz is that taking down Maurice Webster gave the prosecution...
a win in some murder trial.
Where'd you hear that?
That would explain a sudden change in attitude.
That would also suggest a quid pro quo.
I gotta get with Ballistics.
Confirm this is our murder weapon.
Ballistics can wait.
I'm busy.
And stop treating me like a suspect.
Did you have a chat with Beth Insardi?
If we carried the Webster case, maybe they'd let us out of the doghouse?
Something along those lines?
Fine.
I confess.
At least now we're getting confessions from other people too.
Real criminals.
Killers.
What other errands do you have us running for the D.A.?
Nothing.
One of us needs to mend fences.
You went behind my back.
After being ignored head-on for six months?
You bet I did.
It wasn't your deal to make.
You're the best partner I ever had.
I hung in with you, waiting to see this through.
Instead, you just dug yourself in further.
I wasn't gonna sit on my hands and watch you wreck your career and mine along with it.
I got dinged pretty good in this too, you know.
This was my fight.
And you lost!
So I threw in the towel with the D.A.
And I'd do it again.
And if you wanna be pissed at me, fine, go ahead.
You put one of my guys on ice.
Then used that leverage to turn him into your lapdog.
You do not want to mess with my people again.
A new captain is in no position to make threats.
Assistant D.A.
's are judged by their conviction rate.
How's yours gonna look when my people show up an hour late in court?
Give witnesses wiggle room on their statements...
misplace evidence, only on your cases?
Either our offices are working against each other or working together.
Which is it gonna be?
Together.
Good.
I keep hearing how good these seizures are for the neighborhood.
I can't help wondering if they're making things worse.
Okay.
This is where people live.
They're raising their kids.
We're treating it like it's some battleground.
How far is too far?
Okay.
So why you coming to me?
To get you to weigh in with your seniority.
You have got a very popular new captain who's got the chiefs support...
comin' off a big success today.
Besides, my opinion doesn't seem to mean jack shit around here.
If people thought like you back in the day, you wouldn't be here.
And don't lecture me about the struggle, son.
I am the struggle.
Breaking down black folks' doors to make the world safer is not a new concept.
The difference is now you're the one with the boot on your foot.
You've got an opinion.
You've got a voice.
Use it or lose it.
Hey.
I'm getting my nuts twisted by I.A.D.
on account of you.
Oh, easy, Quickdraw- You, I don't know, so stay outta this.
You and I don't have shit to talk about on any subject.
Really?
Hey, hey, easy.
Unis just found Angie's mother, dead from an overdose.
Oh, shit.
Angie's given Social Services the slip.
She's probably out there looking for her mom, doesn't even know.
I gotta go find her.
Hang on.
I'll come with.
Look, they may have grabbed your shit, but the investigation is sealed off.
No roads lead back to you.
Just say thank you, Antwon.
Do you know how much you cost me today, huh?
In product and in manpower, do you?
If you'd kept me in the loop on your tar castle...
then maybe I could have kept an eye out for you, homey.
Grab his piece.
Grab his piece.
Gimme both their guns.
Payback, bitch!
I don't get played, and I ain't your homey.
Oh, man, you're gonna get it.
Shut up, bitch!
You knew they were taking down my shit today.
My niggas saw you faggots on the goddamn raid...
so how you trying to tell me now there was nothing that you could do?
Huh?
You think you was ever making the rules around here?
You're not stupid enough to bring that kind of heat down on your ass.
I had a talk with her moms.
Amazing what a bitch will give up for a little rush.
Or in this case a big rush.
Jesus, you killed her mother.
This is the little ho that gave up my block.
She's just a kid!
I know.
And you two should be ashamed of yourselves.
You found her on the street.
Tried to bring her in for foster care, but she didn't wanna go.
So she offered you a mouth bribe.
One thing led to another, and then when she threatened to tell your boss- No, don't!
Give him to me.
You got rid of your problem.
And I got rid of mine.
Now...
her body shows up with bullets in it from your two gats...
and your card in her burnt little pocket...
one time, doin' time...
for a long, long, time.
From now on, I say "Suck my dick"...
you say, "You want me to lick your balls, Daddy?"