On Call (2025) s01e07 Episode Script

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[Harmon] Previously
on On Call
[gunshot]
Guy who owns this place is a
heavyweight with East Barrio.
Is Maniac in Mexico?
Stop looking.
What's going on
with your brother?
Gabriel has a hit on his head.
Over what we did.
[Harmon breathing heavily]
Grabbing Maniac.
You grew up around this shit.
You know the rules.
[indistinct shouting]
I had an idea
about your brother.
We move him to a
different facility.
[ominous music playing]
[Harmon] We wanted
you to see this first
so you know your daughter
will never be forgotten.
[Michael] Thank you for
all you've done. For us.
And for her.
[Claudia] She really loved
wearing that uniform.
She was the best of us.
- [kids giggling]
- Hey, come on, girls. Come on, come on.
Hey, girls, how'd
you like the station?
Now that we've seen it, I think
it's time we make it official.
What do you say?
One for you
and one for your sister.
And now you can
fight the bad guys.
Like Mommy?
Hey, sorry, Diaz. You
got a visitor outside.
Excuse me, girls.
Hey. You don't answer
my calls, cabrón?
Been jammed up here.
Come on, mijito. She's
been worried sick.
I went to visit Gabriel,
and he's been moved.
They won't say where.
He's safe.
I got him transferred
to another facility.
You're not gonna tell me where?
I can't, Ma. It's for
his own protection.
You should've talked to your
mom before you did that.
Oye, pendejo, this
doesn't concern you.
Oh, yeah?
Hey. Is everything okay?
I know Alex doesn't have the
power to move his brother.
Was it you?
It was a Hail Mary to
keep your son alive.
All right? So if you wanna
be angry, be angry with me.
Thank you.
[dispatch] 211 just occurred
at 263 East Park Street.
One unit at the scene,
requesting additional units.
Charlie-85, six minute ETA.
You raised him right.
You should be proud.
Come on.
Ma, go home. I promise
I'll come see you later.
Jesus. I thought this
place was untouchable.
Meaning?
It's Smokey's.
They let a convicted
felon sell weed?
[Harmon] Yeah. There's a
lot that they let him do.
[ominous music playing]
[EMS chatter]
Got one for ya knock, knock.
Who's there?
Three crazy fuckers in hockey
masks knocking off a safe.
[Harmon] Hilarious.
[Barlowe] They came in fast and heavy.
In and out in under five minutes.
We're setting up a containment
because an eyewitness
thinks that one of the
offenders is still in the area.
[Harmon] How much
weed did they take?
[Barlowe] Supposedly
none. Just cash.
So we can rule out
Cheech & Chong.
And the kid outside
what? Collateral damage?
Bad guys and rent-a-cop
exchanged shots.
Kid caught a stray.
It ain't lookin' good.
Hey. Hi.
I'm Officer Harmon. Are
you okay? Are you injured?
It's Malcolm's blood.
I tried to help him before the
paramedics came, but [sobbing]
That was really brave of you.
Hey, you know what I like
to do when I'm worked up?
I breathe like this. Here,
put your feet on the ground.
That's perfect.
I just like to breathe.
Okay? Like this
In like a wave crashing
in. [breathes in]
And settling as it goes
back out. [breathes out]
I thought they were
going to kill us.
They just came in shooting.
These guys in masks?
Did you recognize their voices?
No, but
they sounded familiar.
Familiar like how?
Like from the hood.
Was there anything
else that stands out?
Yeah. The safe.
Why?
They knew exactly where it was.
Fucking mooks probably
used a homemade jam shot.
Burned up all the cash.
What's a jam shot?
A little explosive. A crude mix
of shit, mostly nitroglycerin.
This is feeling like an inside job.
Do we have access to the cameras?
Receptionist said all the
footage is on the cloud.
The manager's the only
one with access to it.
Where is he?
Vegas.
[scoffs] Fantastic.
[dispatch] Unit to clear and handle
a 211 res now at 130 Palm Avenue.
Female victim's reporting
three armed males wearing masks
forced entry and
may still be inside.
Go. I got two units and detectives
on the way. Keep me posted.
Diaz.
Charlie-85, five minute ETA.
[sirens wailing]
Charlie-85, 10-97
at 130 Palm Ave.
[Leona] Those motherfuckers!
[Harmon] Ma'am, you're okay.
Slow down, slow down.
Are they still here?
[crying] No. They're gone.
[Harmon] Slow down,
slow down. They're gone?
I need you to lay on your back.
Lay on your back. I got you.
- Diaz, go check it out.
- [Diaz] Copy.
[crying, whimpering]
Lay back for me. Is there any
other family in the house?
Lay back.
No, it's just me. My
dad is on his way.
Okay. All right,
lay back for me.
Lay back for me.
I got your head.
I need you to lay down, okay?
Charlie-85, suspects are G.O.A.
Unknown direction of travel.
Requesting EMS. I got a
female victim of assault.
She's got a head injury, but
she's alert and responsive.
What's your name? Lay
back. What's your name?
- Leona.
- Leona. Okay.
Come here, Leona. Hey,
you're doing a great job.
- [sirens wailing]
- See? Help is on the way.
Just need you to hang in
there, okay? You're doing good.
- We Code 4?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're Code 4.
But man, you gotta see this.
Go, go, go help. I'll wait
for EMS. Go. Go. Move.
Okay. Hey, I got you.
I got you. Hey, look at me.
[Harmon] Hidden wall safe?
[Diaz] Had to be.
[Harmon] God
Two consecutive hits
in one afternoon.
It gets better.
[ominous music plays]
Could you ID any of the
men who attacked you?
They were wearing masks.
I know. But weight,
height, age?
Anything that we can
put out over the radio?
No. I don't know. It all
just happened so fast.
Okay. Wait.
- Just give me a minute.
- Yeah.
Hey
I know your dad.
Okay? I've helped him
out of a jam or two.
So you can talk to me.
If you know my dad,
you know that I
can't talk to you.
Okay. Yeah, take her.
Go ahead. Thank you.
Hey
give it a shot.
[Lasman] What do you got?
They saw three males dressed
head to toe in all black
carrying a safe
out of the house.
Middle of the day? Takes
some fucking balls.
Yeah. Said they loaded it into
the back of an SUV and sped off.
Plates? Color? Make? Model?
Nope. Just full-sized
SUV. Maybe a Tahoe.
[Lasman] All right, keep knocking.
Canvas the whole neighborhood.
You don't rip a safe out of the wall
without attracting some attention.
- Go.
- Yes, sir.
This has to be L.B. Flores
making a move on Smokey.
No. This isn't a rival gang.
This is an insurrection.
In East Barrio?
Yeah. It's a power grab.
I mean, you really think
somebody outside his own crew
had knowledge of both safes?
Hold on, are you guessing here?
Or you know something I don't?
I went to see Smokey.
[phone buzzing]
Uh, hold on, ma'am, please.
And?
And the bosses are pissed at
him for not protecting Maniac.
They're sending a message.
[Diaz] Hey, can I
get two minutes?
- Yeah.
- [Diaz] Thanks, man.
[speaking Spanish]
[interrupts in Spanish]
Just because you can speak some
pocho Spanish doesn't make us homies.
Pocho?
Damn, that hurts.
My mom, she used to tease me and
my brother by calling us that.
So I'm not wrong then.
Ouch.
Leona, the men who
did this to you
are they connected
to your father?
I don't know.
You're gonna have to ask him.
- [tires screeching]
- No! No! What are you doing?!
Hey, get her out of here, okay?
[Smokey] Leona! Leona!
- [sirens wailing]
- Leona!
Hey! Hey!
Okay, we got her.
She's safe. We got her.
I wanna see my daughter! What
hospital is he taking her to?
Hey, you need to talk to us.
Talk to you?
That's what started this shit.
Then help me end it. I
know you know who did this.
What, you think I'm gonna
fucking press charges?
- Come on.
- [Diaz] Chale.
Not so easy having a
target on you, is it?
Diaz.
Put a target on my brother, now
your shit's coming full circle, huh?
You better yank his leash.
Yeah. I guess you reap
what you sow, huh?
- Hey, that's enough!
- Hey, Diaz! Diaz, take a walk.
Go!
What are you guys looking
at? Let's get back to work.
[officer] Okay, let's go.
That little boy that caught a
bullet outside your dispensary?
Just got word he
flatlined. He was seven.
My prayers go out to his family.
Your prayers don't mean shit.
That could've been
your daughter.
You don't think I know that?
Look at me, huh?
Let's put whatever bullshit
we have between us aside,
and let's get these assholes.
You protect your family.
I'll protect mine.
Smokey, don't make this worse.
- Come on.
- No, no, no.
We got nothing to hold him on.
I got a better angle.
Stage-two tactical alert. We go
full-court press on East Barrio.
- Whoa, whoa. Tactical alert?
- Yeah.
We serve warrants on every documented
member in the neighborhood.
They want to fight each other?
Let 'em do it in our lock-up.
Don't we need the Watch
Commander to sign off on that?
Who do you think just called me?
Sir, all due respect, this
feels like a major overstep.
Oh, yeah?
You think it feels like an overstep
to the parents of that little boy?
I hurt just as bad
as you do, all right?
But instead of going scorched
earth, let's be surgical about this.
Let's find out who
did it, target them.
- Not the whole neighborhood.
- Harmon, Harmon, Harmon. Look
when you wear the stripes,
you make the calls.
Until then, grab your rookie,
head back to the station.
I'm calling in every division.
[car door shuts, engine starts]
[Lasman] All right,
everybody listen up.
Tonight's an
opportunity to act fast.
No bullshit policy or red tape.
We put these motherfuckers
in check the way we used to.
We're going zero
tolerance on East Barrio.
We want every banger
possible locked up.
If there's an outstanding warrant,
parole violation hook 'em up.
I wanna see lock-up
full tonight.
Some of you already have
specific assignments.
Everyone else, get
with a team to assist.
If you do not want to
assist, that's fine.
Just stay out of the way.
Lieutenant.
Let me be crystal clear
this isn't a retribution
tour for Officer Delgado.
This is about preventing
more bloodshed.
Use good judgment.
All right, everybody,
let's go put in some work.
[excited chatter]
Ma'am, if I may what are
we trying to accomplish here?
We're being proactive.
We are kicking
the hornet's nest.
You heard the sergeant.
You can sit this out.
[Diaz] No, ma'am, we're good.
Well, then there's
nothing else to say.
Go execute warrants.
[dramatic music playing]
What was that?
I expect you to have my back.
East Barrio put a
hit on my brother.
Fuck them.
Tactical alert
accomplishes nothing.
Everyone who's arrested tonight
will be out by tomorrow.
It sends a message.
You sound like Lasman.
Yeah? You sound like you don't
know what side you're on.
You have three seconds
to take that back.
[sighs] I just want
to nail Smokey.
Yeah. Like I don't?
What did you get
out of his daughter?
Nothing. Smokey showed up before
I was able to get anything.
But you think she'd talk to you?
Yeah. Yeah, I do.
If we can find out
who attacked her
maybe we can contain this.
What are you doing
here, pocho cop?
[chuckles] I'm never
gonna live that down, huh?
How are you?
My head feels like
a split papaya.
Nah, it ain't too bad.
You're being nice.
Why a lion?
My dad always called
me his lioness.
You seem too sweet.
You don't know me yet.
My mom
she always told us to never
trust cops, so I get it.
But your dad might not
make it out of this.
Leona, he's gonna kill
whoever did this to you
- if they don't kill him first.
- I know.
Then tell me their names.
Come on.
What if they come back?
Then I
will be here for you before
you put down the phone.
Jesus, what were you doing
in there? Serenading her?
She gave one of them up.
Guy's name is Edgar
Torres, a.k.a. El Oso.
He was muscle for Smokey.
She say where he stays?
Yeah. 20th and Lacme.
House with the white fence.
Jesus. If she knows
that, so does Smokey.
[ominous music playing]
Charlie-85, show us at 1540
East 20th Street. Welfare check.
[Harmon] Police!
Show me your hands!
[soccer game sounds on TV]
Harmon!
[sputters, moans]
Hey, he's got a pulse!
[Harmon] Charlie-85, roll EMS
over to 1540 East 20th Street.
We've got two victims,
multiple gunshot wounds.
Send me Homicide and a
supervisor. One D.O.A.
Go get a towel. We need
to staunch the bleeding.
Help is on the way,
okay? Just stay with me.
I've got you. Help is on the way.
I just need you to stay with me.
[grunts, coughs]
I need you to tell
me was it Smokey?
[sputtering, gargling]
Pour into me, Lord, your spirit.
[Harmon] Edgar, was this Smokey?
Edgar!
[Harmon panting]
Come on, come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
Come on.
[sighs] Fuck.
Assuming those two are both part
of the crew that hit Smokey,
number three's probably a
dead man walking already.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Should we put a
BOLO out for Smokey?
Who's gonna finger him
for this double homicide?
We got no witnesses or evidence.
Maybe we just sit back then.
Let them take each other out.
Remember this
it doesn't matter who
they were yesterday.
Today, they're our victims.
[dispatch] Need additional units
to respond to MacArthur Park
for a gang fight and multiple East
Barrio members being detained.
[officer 1]
Charlie-91, I'm on it.
[dispatch] West Division
units be advised
South Division has several gang
members detained on the Metro platform
off the boulevard.
Need assist.
[officer 2] Charlie-99,
show us out there.
What do you want to do?
First, we wait for detectives.
Then, we see what
that's all about.
[sirens wailing]
[indistinct shouting]
- Hey, man!
- Give me your hands!
Hey, what you doin', man?
[grunts]
Hey, get off me, bro!
Get the fuck off me!
What are you doing?
Where are you taking him?
He didn't do anything!
What do you think you're doing?
[grunting]
[indistinct shouting]
[dramatic music playing]
[Harmon] There's your message.
Sent and received.
Do you realize what you've done?
What? Taking violent
offenders off the street?
Yeah. At the price of destroying
what little trust we've built.
Oh, yeah? Well, which would you
rather have trust or safety?
I put 12 years into this community,
all right? It's not either-or.
You put in 12 years?
I was born and raised not five blocks
from where that kid was killed.
My mother still lives
there. My roots run deep.
You don't think
I've got roots here?
Harmon, your Long Beach and my
Long Beach ain't the same thing.
If you don't know that by now, we
got nothing left to talk about.
Then you should know better than
anyone. This shit doesn't work.
So what do you think?
You've lived what I've lived
and you have all the answers?
Sir, no. I do not have
the answers, all right?
But I know what we've done
here today it isn't it.
You know what?
It's a start.
This is not a fucking
start! This is
[Diaz] Hey. Come on.
[Diaz] Listen, it's
been a long night.
Tac alert's over. Let's
grab a beer or something.
It's over?
We're gonna be dealing with the
fallout for God knows how fucking long!
I get it, okay? I get
it. You were right.
This didn't solve anything.
We have got to be better.
That's what I've been trying to teach
you. Do you understand that now?
Yeah. A hundred percent.
Hey, kid. Give us a minute.
You've got some stones going
toe-to-toe with Lasman.
I just I don't know
what the fuck we're doing.
The best we can.
Got something that
will cheer you up.
Good luck with that.
Actually, luck is we got a
bird whistling in our ears.
Singing a song that's
gonna hand us Smokey.
On the murders?
Dope. Enough to bury him.
You in?
Fuck yeah.
[Harmon] Next on On Call
Smokey's a person of
interest in a double homicide
and a marked man
by his own crew,
and you think he's still
here in Long Beach?
He's got 50 keys of China
Fire coming in tonight.
We have multiple
armed offenders.
Everyone move in.
I repeat, move in.
- [automatic gunfire]
- Shots fired! Shots fired!
[sirens wailing]
[theme music playing]