Southland s04e10 Episode Script
Thursday
[ Dramatic music plays .]
- Freeze! - I'll flank him! After a couple of years on the job, every cop has to make a decision about what kind of cop they're gonna be.
The time has come for officer Ben Sherman to decide.
Morning, Detective.
Come on back.
Thanks for fitting me in, Doctor.
I've decided to let the department know today that I'm pregnant.
And I was reading the manual, and according to policy -- Which letter do you want? Excuse me? Do you want the letter assigning you home for the duration of your pregnancy, the one putting you on light duty, or the one where I say you can stay on the job until you pop? Isn't that your decision? It should be, but if you don't like my opinion, you'll just go doctor shopping until you get the letter you want.
Yeah, but you said my risk factors Do I need to tick them off again? We've discussed this before.
No, it's just -- look, I was happy to fit you in this morning at the last minute, but I have patients waiting.
It's your life, your baby.
When you decide what letter you want, just call my office, and I'll fax it to you.
- Okay.
Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
Last night in the garage off East 7th, this "rehabilitated citizen" turned his pit bull on his parole officer before braining the P.
O.
with a tire iron.
A long-grid search came up empty, so there's a TAC alert at Alvarado.
All right, listen, this asshole could be anywhere, okay? So keep your eyes peeled.
All right, that's it.
Roll out.
Be safe.
Oh, wait, wait, hold on.
Hold on.
I also meant to say that this is Officer Tang's last day on patrol.
She'll be wheeling out tomorrow to join West Division as a Sergeant.
The "Sun and Surf" Division? Joy Luck just keeps getting luckier.
Hey, drinks tonight in her honor at the Ten Ring, and first round is on me.
I'm his partner.
Thanks.
There he is.
I saved you my jello.
I got your favorite.
Oh.
Langer's.
Extra kraut? Yeah.
You know it.
How you feeling? Kind of like a foreign dictator in town for a kidney transplant.
Yeah, my detail finally left my house at 0600.
Been feeling like a prisoner the last three days.
You want to get her phone number? You all right? Yeah.
You going back on duty today? Yeah.
Do you think that's smart? My arm's not broken.
Shouldn't you -- I don't know -- take a few days off? Talked to the shrink this morning, says I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Mm-hmm.
You know, even if they find that shit-head Ronnie and he says that you beat him up, so what? It's your word against his.
Worst-case scenario You admit it.
Okay, yes, you beat up a pimp who was putting his 13-year-old daughter out on the stroll, but so what? Mother tried to kill you.
You get a Board of Rights, a couple of weeks off, and he gets 25 years to life for the attempted murder of a police officer.
I'm serious, man -- take a couple weeks, take a trip to Catalina, whatever.
Take what's-her-face, or the other one, the waitress.
I can't even try to keep them all straight.
Just have fun, unplug.
Or better yet, stay here with me.
Hang out.
We could play Monopoly.
I'm -- I'm bouncing off the walls.
Hey, hey, hey, tomorrow afternoon -- We could talk about each other's feelings.
Come on, man.
Tomorrow afternoon -- tomorrow afternoon -- Tomorrow afternoon, pool party at Jones' to welcome you back, okay? Hey.
Rest up.
God damn it, you won't even look at me.
Okay? Come on, man.
Chill out.
I didn't just end up on patrol, man.
I came back because I thought I could help younger officers.
Now I feel like I failed you.
Okay? I watched my partner get killed not five feet from me, all right? You think that I didn't see red? I saw it for months.
I went that close to the edge and I almost jumped.
I get it.
Let me help you work your way through it.
I feel like I let you down.
You didn't, man.
You didn't.
All right? Rest up.
We got to do some drinking.
The fire's out? Completely? Good.
No, just keep it secure.
Okay, bye.
Double homicide last night, plus two kids at the U.
S.
C.
Burn Unit.
Residential, here's the address.
I'm pregnant.
Really? First I thought you were getting fat, which made me happy, but then we all figured it out.
Why didn't you just say something? I tried.
I let it slide.
You have a note from your doctor? Not yet.
Why not? We're waiting on a few more tests, and then I guess she'll decide.
Well, that's just great.
I guess I'll just do this one.
Whoa, what are you talking about? Until I get a doctor's note from you, I can't let you out in the field.
Why not? So you won't sue the department if things go sideways.
But nothing's changed since yesterday all that's changed is I told you.
Yeah, and now I know.
So I have to sit your ass down at a desk.
Okay, so you don't know.
I came in, you gave me the case, I left.
Nothing was discussed.
The tests are just a precaution.
I am never gonna let a doctor keep me off the job.
All right.
But if anything happens to you out there, I didn't know.
Okay.
I got it.
You got it? Look at this guy.
Oh, man.
I might just miss this freak show.
Hey, you know, it's gonna be a while before I'm back in this division.
I'd like to do a couple things before the end of the day.
You okay with that? Sure.
Sherman, wait up! You gonna head out without me, man? You get to see Bryant this morning? How's he doing? He's fine.
What's the matter? You up late banging bunnies? Better pace yourself, Fabio.
You're gonna wind up on disability.
You got my keys? Yeah.
You know they're paying cash overtime on this? What kind of a world is it where we got to pray for violent fugitives to be on the loose on the street just so we could have a better standard of living? Detectives get any leads yet on that asshole who took a shot at you guys? - Not that I've heard.
- No? You had to piss off somebody during the normal course of business.
Detectives are calling it random.
And you're okay with that? I mean, shit.
If it were me, I'd hit every corner and flophouse in this city, roust every knucklehead till somebody coughed up a name.
I mean, the mooks just can't be out there thinking they can shoot at cops and skate, man, got to send a message.
Seriously, you okay? Any available units, I maybe just buy the arm patches.
You know I was thinking, those are $3, $4 a pop.
I might just go to Sinatra's to buy some new uniforms.
Let's stop by Lionel Daffern's.
I want to say goodbye to him.
If you want.
Why him? I don't know.
I just like the old coot.
Are you serious? In a school zone? Hello, ladies.
How's tricks? No, no, no, no, no.
Come on.
I ain't gonna hassle you.
Matter of fact, check this out.
You guys seen Crystal? Vice is gonna be around tonight, so keep an eye out for a black Ford F-150, 'cause it's gonna be the po-po.
Get out of here! Get lost! Crystal, stop! Stop, or I'm gonna chase you, which will make it worse when I book you for that chronic.
Street full of girls, you got to keep messing with me.
It's your sunny personality.
Where's Amber? If I know.
Think twice.
Amber? Swear I -- is that thinking twice? Aw, ladies, please, I'm helping you out here.
Give me some love, huh? Come on.
One last chance.
Tip Top Motel, over on South Rio -- Room 22.
Last time I saw her anyway.
Go on, get out of here.
Hey, mind if I take this? Could be my last ticket for a while.
License, registration, and proof of insurance.
And, hey, turn the music down! Come on, cut me a break.
Music stops .]
I was caught up in the beat.
Yeah, well, the beat is no excuse for breaking the law.
License, registration, proof of insurance.
Shit! How much this time? What do I look like, the county clerk? You got to call traffic court to find out.
Bullshit, you know.
Gotten a few tickets lately, son? Well, Kevin, since you asked, you're looking at about $450.
- What?! - Mm-hmm.
That's you get to keep your license.
Oh, no, come on! You can't do me like that, baby! "Baby"? Officer, I'm sorry.
It's just -- I get -- there's got to be some other way.
I can't lose my license.
My dad will kill me.
Yeah.
Well, I can't help you with that.
Hey, do you like music? Do you have an iPod? I just got this new one.
Are you trying to now bribe me, Kevin? No, no, no! No! No! Not at all.
I just -- I -- I'll do anything! Please! Both my parents work.
If I can't drive, I'll have to drop soccer.
Please! Just write the ticket.
I need some caffeine.
It's not like he's not stone-cold rapist.
Are you serious? This kid already gets an "A" in asshole, and he's not even out of puberty.
Ah, he plays soccer.
It's my last day.
I'll give him a chance at redemption.
All right, Kevin.
Step out of the car.
What? Why? You want a break, step out of the car.
Go up to the pavement, please.
You know that Nicki Minaj song, "Super Bass"? Yeah.
Yeah, okay, well -- Ever since I heard it, I've been trying to un-hear it.
Perfect.
I think you're gonna belt out a chorus for us, with feeling.
And you do a little dance from the video, Add some sexy hip, we'll let you skate.
Yeah, go ahead.
Use that little area as a stage.
She's a sergeant.
This offer expires in five, four Look -- okay, okay, okay.
three boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away I can't hear you.
beating like a drum and it's coming your way yeah, you got that boom, badoom, boom boom, badoom, boom bass Put some life into it! he got that super bass Boom, badoom, boom bass There you go! Yeah, that's that super bass boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom bass yeah, that's that super bass All right.
You're off the hook.
Come on.
Watch your speed, all right? Thank you.
So, hey, what do you tell a woman with two black eyes? Nothing.
You already told her twice.
Oh, what? Come on.
You're not going all P.
C.
on me, are you? I thought you and me were past that crap.
I think I might have a lead on that parolee.
Yeah, why didn't you say so? Here I am thinking we came up with nada.
It's not super solid.
Just some girl he might have hung with.
What else we got to do, bro? Let's hit it.
Hey.
Hey.
Real horror show.
Yeah.
That's Martha Lowell.
She lives next door.
She gave us the name of the guy that she said did it -- Ramon Dallo.
We've already got units out looking.
- You finish canvassing? - Yeah.
Any other witnesses? Yeah, a dog walker named Tracy Haywood, said she'd come by the station.
All right.
Thanks, Lopez.
Ms.
Lowell, how you doing? I'm Detective Lydia Adams.
Oh.
It was Ramon -- Ramon Dallo.
Yeah, I understand you saw everything.
Uh, it was, um -- it was 4:57 a.
m.
, 'cause I looked at the clock.
It woke me up.
I-I went to the window.
And I saw Ramon out on the lawn, yelling his head off.
And then Sam came to the door and told Ramon to leave.
Leave or he'd call the police.
Ramon went back to his car, and he got these bottles of gas.
He lit them, and he threw them on the porch.
One of them hit Sam in the leg.
It was awful.
Sam caught fire.
You okay? Yeah.
You should see the burns on the kids.
Hey.
Open the door.
You can't just come in whenever! Where's your mom? I don't know! Who did this to you? Who? What are you gonna do, put me in foster care again? I want to be with my mom.
I can leave your mom out of this.
Just tell me where Ronnie is.
- How should I know? - Where is he? He hasn't been around since someone beat him up.
Yeah.
You going out on the stroll, hmm? Is that what they got you doing? Least your parents are taking good care of you.
Hey! Hey, come here! Come here! Sherman -- hey! Shit.
Let me go! Please let me go! Please! Let me go, please.
Get the door.
Please.
No.
No.
No, please.
Let me go! Please let me go! "Ronnie"? Let me go! Come on, please! Palisades is definitely not on their route.
Hey, you never told me why you became a cop.
Is that a "last day" question? Maybe.
It's the rent we pay for our room on this planet.
I think I heard that.
It's Muhammad Ali.
I'm pretty sure he stole it, too.
My uncle ran a restaurant.
He was a cheap son of a bitch.
He would deliver the food himself on this bike held together with duct tape.
My aunt and I were home alone.
The doorbell rang.
My uncle had been hit by a truck, killed.
Cop had to break the news.
I just remember him holding her up till my mom got home.
I guess it was the way he spoke.
I don't know.
Anyway, I just thought, "You know what? I want to be able to do that for someone someday.
" Any unit in the vicinity of Sunset and Lemoyne, report of a man and woman arguing in the street.
A57, show us handling.
Hey.
Can you take a picture of me with the sign in the background? Might be a while before I'm back here.
Thanks.
Hey, maybe try and get the truck in if you can.
Requesting backup at this time and EMS.
Roger that, A27.
It's just a matter of time, Daniela.
Sooner or later, the streets are gonna eat you.
How long you think your mom's gonna last, huh? How long you think you are? I bought a bus ticket.
I left it here for you last week.
Did your mom tell you? No, of course not.
Come on.
You're going back to Corpus Christi.
You're gonna live with your grandmother.
Or what? They just keep me here, like it's prison? Use the ticket.
They'll help you.
Officer Sherman.
Here you go.
Thanks, guys.
Look, they're gonna help you.
They're gonna help you We haven't been looking for the asshole who killed his P.
O.
, have we, Sherman? All right, let me guess.
Ronnie's the pimp, aka her daddy, and you been seeing her around here for weeks, knowing how futile it is, but feeling you got to do something.
You know what a dipshit that makes you? Look, that girl's mom -- clearly no angel, but she's caught up in the crap.
You figure she's a victim herself, right? But her daddy? Assholes like that don't deserve prison.
It's too good for 'em.
And rehab.
my ass.
He's not gonna "get his G.
E.
D.
" Or find God and become a preacher, teach kids in the hood how to read or start a frigging foundation when he gets out.
These guys are parasites.
If it were up to me, I'd save the taxpayers some money, know what I mean? But it's not up to me.
It can't be.
It can't be up to you, either.
So what you're thinking right now, you un-think it, got it? You've done enough here, man.
Let it go.
Move your arms! Just keep doing it! Hey, put the can down! Ma'am! Ma'am! Put the mace down! This asshole stole my watch.
He came up behind me and just tore it off my wrist! Is that what happened, sir? No! Bitch is crazy! I asked her for directions, and she squirted me in the face! Look at these scratches! You check under his fingernails.
Hey, sir.
I'll bet my skin is under there! Do you need medical attention? Yes, I do.
No, I'm fine.
I'll just be on my way.
We're gonna need to search you, sir.
What? Based on this bitch's lies? Yes.
What?! Sir, do you have a shirt? All right, you need to walk to the wall.
No, I ain't got no shirt.
I get hot.
Walk to the wall, put your hands behind your back, please.
Ma'am, please step to the pavement.
Turn around, put your hands behind your back, please.
Ma'am, please step over here.
Stay right there.
But that's my watch! No, are you serious?! Are you kidding me?! What, now you're a circus act? - You think it's just gonna disappear? - Oh, Jesus, he swallowed it! Come on.
That is 18-karat gold.
His stomach acid is gonna ruin it! You guys good? Come on! You know what? Actually we're a little jammed up, guys.
Uh, you take this guy in? He stole her watch.
Yeah, sure.
Okay.
Great.
Thanks.
Hold a sec, where's the watch? UhBuy him a Fatburger and some Ex-Lax, and you'll see.
Thanks, buddy.
I saw a man with a gun, and he was standing over another guy whose head was shot off.
And a piece of his skull was in the street.
And I froze.
I didn't really know what to do.
I kind of wish I just would have run or something, and Then I wouldn't have had to see the rest of it.
Seen what? The woman ran out of the house, and she was holding her two kids.
And she was on fire.
And she was trying to run away from the house.
But it wasn't really working because their hair and their clothes were on fire.
And the man shot her in the back.
And he pointed the gun at the kids, but he didn't shoot them.
I guess he just decided to watch them burn.
Sorry, a word.
Do we have Ramon Dallo yet? They've got units at his house, his parents' house.
They'll get him.
I need you to wrap this up and head on over to the hospital.
One of the kids woke up in the burn unit, and I guess she can sort of talk.
We need to get her statement quick in case she doesn't last.
Okay? Yeah.
Sherman.
- Be right back.
- Christ.
Where's Ronnie, Amber? Stop! If I know.
Stop! The way I heard it, you saw him last, out your car window.
I got Daniela.
You want to see her again, you'll tell me.
Foster care? She'll be back.
She knows who her mama is.
No, not foster care.
- You arrest her? - You Hey, hey, hey.
I took her, from that motel, room 122.
You want to see her again, you'll tell me where Ronnie's hiding.
If not What? You hurt her? No, man.
You're a cop.
Ronnie.
Wait! What are you doing here, man? You want to get dropped back at the station? I'll be happy to.
All available units, Dwayne's Car Wash, Report of two suspects, both Hispanic males, one in an L.
A.
Kings jersey.
That's five blocks from here.
A57, show us responding to the 211 on Normandie.
We'll show you handling.
Code 3.
To the right! A57 -- show us code 6, car wash.
All right, go, go, go, go.
Get out of here.
A57, we need backup! Shots fired at our location! Drop the weapon now! Down on the ground! Down on the ground! No, don't shoot.
- Is it just the two? - Two guys! Just the two? Yes, they go! They go! - Right! Stay here! - Yeah! Get out! Hey! Hey! Oh! Just on the north end of the car wash.
We have a crossfire.
Tang! Stay covered! Tang, no! Oh.
Freeze! Freeze, mother freeze! I'll flank him! Sherman! Where you at?! Sherman, where you at?! Sherman! Sherman! You all right? A36, I need an R.
A.
Unit in the alley between Pratt and Wilton.
Victim of a gunshot.
A36, Roger.
R.
A.
Unit en route.
Sherman, you all right? Sherman, you all right? All right, man.
Breathe.
Breathe, breathe, man.
Breathe.
Relax, okay? Relax Hey, we're good.
We're okay.
We're good.
Asshole pulled a gun.
Ramon Dallo's in custody.
They got him at his parents' place.
He should be here in a few, so you can try and get a confession.
Those the witness statements? Yeah.
Good.
Any update on the kids? The boy? He lost both his hands, but, yeah, he's conscious now.
Doc at the burn unit said he'll probably pull through.
The girl's doubtful.
Assigned home for the duration? Yeah.
Okay.
I'll start the paperwork.
You know, they say that babies in the womb -- they hear everything we hear, they feel what we feel.
What we do It's hard enough to not let it get to you.
Now it's like it's going in too deep.
And if it is, where's it going? It just feels wrong, you know? It just doesn't feel right.
Rock music playing .]
Hey, hey, pipe down, everyone.
Shut up.
That's an order! So, my first T.
O.
told me that sometimes being a cop is like pissing in your wet suit.
Nobody has to know how good it feels.
So, Officer Tang -- sorry -- Sergeant Tang Think we're all pissin in our wet suit tonight knowing that the right copper got promoted.
So, I'm proud of you.
We're all proud of you.
Good luck to you.
Hey! Next round's on Deemer! Hey, thanks for the speech.
Really moving.
Nothing came to mind.
How about, "nice riding with you"? You want me to say you're a good cop? Okay.
You're a good cop.
Load off? Yeah.
Right.
You alerted to a shot civilian instead of staying focused like we're trained.
We're trained to protect and save lives.
While risking mine? You didn't even know where the second suspect was.
What if he came back blasting, while you were out there playing hero? - I was doing my job.
- You say so, Sergeant.
You know what? We both know what this is really about.
Why don't you just say it? Now you want me talking about it? Yeah, I do.
I made a choice - The right one.
- For you.
Glass houses.
What? Rehab for your back? Give me a break.
That was personal.
Bullshit! You lied to save your own ass.
And your fellow officers covered for you because they knew you were a good cop.
Don't try to compare me to you 'cause we are not the same.
Keep telling yourself that.
I was an addict.
I am an addict.
I was weak, and I will never forgive myself, but I am fighting every goddamn day to fix it.
You shot a kidA kid.
Then you lied about it so you could, what, move ahead? It was a accident! You think you know what's right and wrong.
Who the are you, God?! Here.
You decide.
Make sure, uh Make sure you eat something.
Eat something.
You're going somewhere better.
All right? Lydia.
Terrell.
Um I'm pregnant.
And you're the father.
I mean What should we do? Do you want me to talk to Yvette or -- No, no.
'Cause I will talk to Yvette if that's what you want to do.
I mean, it will be complicated with the kids and all Terrell.
I don't want to blow up your life.
I'm not here to blow up your life.
I just know you needed you to know.
Maybe one day we can work things out so you and your son can get to know each other? Son? Yeah.
You got to -- you got to go to work.
Yeah, I do.
Where's Daniela? Probably in Arizona about now.
What? She's heading back to Corpus Christi where she'll be safe.
If you really give a damn about her, you'll join her.
You You lied to me, huh? Even after we had a deal?! Ronnie is gonna find you and you up! You take our baby? He's gonna find you, mother Stay safe out here, ma'am.
Shit! Hello.
Morning.
Good morning.
Good morning, ma'am.
I'm Jessica Tang.
I'm your new Watch Commander.
I'm sure you've heard other nicknames for me -- Pootie Tang, Wu Tang, Joy Luck, Hollywood.
From now on I'm gonna be Sergeant Tang.
Okay, let's get started.
I got a two-minute rule, Watson, which you just broke.
Two minutes after roll call, we hit the road.
You take this long again, I will shove off without you! Yes, sir! Extra batteries for the radio?! Yes, sir.
- Posse box squared away?! - Yes, sir.
- Rd maps, P.
I.
R.
s, impound reports? - Yes, sir.
You got something to write with, and an extra when that dries up? - Yes, sir.
- When that asshole on PCP starts to bite right through my neck, you gonna rub your finger on the floor carpet and shock him? Where's your taser, son? Shit -- I mean sorry, sir.
Let me run back and get it.
I got an extra one in my bag.
Just get in the car.
Metal part in the buckle.
There you go, nice work.
What's that thing, sir? Good-luck charm maybe? You know your codes? [ Rolling Stones' "Street Fighting Man" playing .]
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy Hey, nice shot yesterday, kid.
That's one less asshole taking up space.
The time is right for fighting in the street, boy but what can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock-'n'-roll band? 'cause in sleepy London town there's just no place for a street fighting man no hey! I think the time is right for a palace revolution
- Freeze! - I'll flank him! After a couple of years on the job, every cop has to make a decision about what kind of cop they're gonna be.
The time has come for officer Ben Sherman to decide.
Morning, Detective.
Come on back.
Thanks for fitting me in, Doctor.
I've decided to let the department know today that I'm pregnant.
And I was reading the manual, and according to policy -- Which letter do you want? Excuse me? Do you want the letter assigning you home for the duration of your pregnancy, the one putting you on light duty, or the one where I say you can stay on the job until you pop? Isn't that your decision? It should be, but if you don't like my opinion, you'll just go doctor shopping until you get the letter you want.
Yeah, but you said my risk factors Do I need to tick them off again? We've discussed this before.
No, it's just -- look, I was happy to fit you in this morning at the last minute, but I have patients waiting.
It's your life, your baby.
When you decide what letter you want, just call my office, and I'll fax it to you.
- Okay.
Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
Last night in the garage off East 7th, this "rehabilitated citizen" turned his pit bull on his parole officer before braining the P.
O.
with a tire iron.
A long-grid search came up empty, so there's a TAC alert at Alvarado.
All right, listen, this asshole could be anywhere, okay? So keep your eyes peeled.
All right, that's it.
Roll out.
Be safe.
Oh, wait, wait, hold on.
Hold on.
I also meant to say that this is Officer Tang's last day on patrol.
She'll be wheeling out tomorrow to join West Division as a Sergeant.
The "Sun and Surf" Division? Joy Luck just keeps getting luckier.
Hey, drinks tonight in her honor at the Ten Ring, and first round is on me.
I'm his partner.
Thanks.
There he is.
I saved you my jello.
I got your favorite.
Oh.
Langer's.
Extra kraut? Yeah.
You know it.
How you feeling? Kind of like a foreign dictator in town for a kidney transplant.
Yeah, my detail finally left my house at 0600.
Been feeling like a prisoner the last three days.
You want to get her phone number? You all right? Yeah.
You going back on duty today? Yeah.
Do you think that's smart? My arm's not broken.
Shouldn't you -- I don't know -- take a few days off? Talked to the shrink this morning, says I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Mm-hmm.
You know, even if they find that shit-head Ronnie and he says that you beat him up, so what? It's your word against his.
Worst-case scenario You admit it.
Okay, yes, you beat up a pimp who was putting his 13-year-old daughter out on the stroll, but so what? Mother tried to kill you.
You get a Board of Rights, a couple of weeks off, and he gets 25 years to life for the attempted murder of a police officer.
I'm serious, man -- take a couple weeks, take a trip to Catalina, whatever.
Take what's-her-face, or the other one, the waitress.
I can't even try to keep them all straight.
Just have fun, unplug.
Or better yet, stay here with me.
Hang out.
We could play Monopoly.
I'm -- I'm bouncing off the walls.
Hey, hey, hey, tomorrow afternoon -- We could talk about each other's feelings.
Come on, man.
Tomorrow afternoon -- tomorrow afternoon -- Tomorrow afternoon, pool party at Jones' to welcome you back, okay? Hey.
Rest up.
God damn it, you won't even look at me.
Okay? Come on, man.
Chill out.
I didn't just end up on patrol, man.
I came back because I thought I could help younger officers.
Now I feel like I failed you.
Okay? I watched my partner get killed not five feet from me, all right? You think that I didn't see red? I saw it for months.
I went that close to the edge and I almost jumped.
I get it.
Let me help you work your way through it.
I feel like I let you down.
You didn't, man.
You didn't.
All right? Rest up.
We got to do some drinking.
The fire's out? Completely? Good.
No, just keep it secure.
Okay, bye.
Double homicide last night, plus two kids at the U.
S.
C.
Burn Unit.
Residential, here's the address.
I'm pregnant.
Really? First I thought you were getting fat, which made me happy, but then we all figured it out.
Why didn't you just say something? I tried.
I let it slide.
You have a note from your doctor? Not yet.
Why not? We're waiting on a few more tests, and then I guess she'll decide.
Well, that's just great.
I guess I'll just do this one.
Whoa, what are you talking about? Until I get a doctor's note from you, I can't let you out in the field.
Why not? So you won't sue the department if things go sideways.
But nothing's changed since yesterday all that's changed is I told you.
Yeah, and now I know.
So I have to sit your ass down at a desk.
Okay, so you don't know.
I came in, you gave me the case, I left.
Nothing was discussed.
The tests are just a precaution.
I am never gonna let a doctor keep me off the job.
All right.
But if anything happens to you out there, I didn't know.
Okay.
I got it.
You got it? Look at this guy.
Oh, man.
I might just miss this freak show.
Hey, you know, it's gonna be a while before I'm back in this division.
I'd like to do a couple things before the end of the day.
You okay with that? Sure.
Sherman, wait up! You gonna head out without me, man? You get to see Bryant this morning? How's he doing? He's fine.
What's the matter? You up late banging bunnies? Better pace yourself, Fabio.
You're gonna wind up on disability.
You got my keys? Yeah.
You know they're paying cash overtime on this? What kind of a world is it where we got to pray for violent fugitives to be on the loose on the street just so we could have a better standard of living? Detectives get any leads yet on that asshole who took a shot at you guys? - Not that I've heard.
- No? You had to piss off somebody during the normal course of business.
Detectives are calling it random.
And you're okay with that? I mean, shit.
If it were me, I'd hit every corner and flophouse in this city, roust every knucklehead till somebody coughed up a name.
I mean, the mooks just can't be out there thinking they can shoot at cops and skate, man, got to send a message.
Seriously, you okay? Any available units, I maybe just buy the arm patches.
You know I was thinking, those are $3, $4 a pop.
I might just go to Sinatra's to buy some new uniforms.
Let's stop by Lionel Daffern's.
I want to say goodbye to him.
If you want.
Why him? I don't know.
I just like the old coot.
Are you serious? In a school zone? Hello, ladies.
How's tricks? No, no, no, no, no.
Come on.
I ain't gonna hassle you.
Matter of fact, check this out.
You guys seen Crystal? Vice is gonna be around tonight, so keep an eye out for a black Ford F-150, 'cause it's gonna be the po-po.
Get out of here! Get lost! Crystal, stop! Stop, or I'm gonna chase you, which will make it worse when I book you for that chronic.
Street full of girls, you got to keep messing with me.
It's your sunny personality.
Where's Amber? If I know.
Think twice.
Amber? Swear I -- is that thinking twice? Aw, ladies, please, I'm helping you out here.
Give me some love, huh? Come on.
One last chance.
Tip Top Motel, over on South Rio -- Room 22.
Last time I saw her anyway.
Go on, get out of here.
Hey, mind if I take this? Could be my last ticket for a while.
License, registration, and proof of insurance.
And, hey, turn the music down! Come on, cut me a break.
Music stops .]
I was caught up in the beat.
Yeah, well, the beat is no excuse for breaking the law.
License, registration, proof of insurance.
Shit! How much this time? What do I look like, the county clerk? You got to call traffic court to find out.
Bullshit, you know.
Gotten a few tickets lately, son? Well, Kevin, since you asked, you're looking at about $450.
- What?! - Mm-hmm.
That's you get to keep your license.
Oh, no, come on! You can't do me like that, baby! "Baby"? Officer, I'm sorry.
It's just -- I get -- there's got to be some other way.
I can't lose my license.
My dad will kill me.
Yeah.
Well, I can't help you with that.
Hey, do you like music? Do you have an iPod? I just got this new one.
Are you trying to now bribe me, Kevin? No, no, no! No! No! Not at all.
I just -- I -- I'll do anything! Please! Both my parents work.
If I can't drive, I'll have to drop soccer.
Please! Just write the ticket.
I need some caffeine.
It's not like he's not stone-cold rapist.
Are you serious? This kid already gets an "A" in asshole, and he's not even out of puberty.
Ah, he plays soccer.
It's my last day.
I'll give him a chance at redemption.
All right, Kevin.
Step out of the car.
What? Why? You want a break, step out of the car.
Go up to the pavement, please.
You know that Nicki Minaj song, "Super Bass"? Yeah.
Yeah, okay, well -- Ever since I heard it, I've been trying to un-hear it.
Perfect.
I think you're gonna belt out a chorus for us, with feeling.
And you do a little dance from the video, Add some sexy hip, we'll let you skate.
Yeah, go ahead.
Use that little area as a stage.
She's a sergeant.
This offer expires in five, four Look -- okay, okay, okay.
three boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away I can't hear you.
beating like a drum and it's coming your way yeah, you got that boom, badoom, boom boom, badoom, boom bass Put some life into it! he got that super bass Boom, badoom, boom bass There you go! Yeah, that's that super bass boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom bass yeah, that's that super bass All right.
You're off the hook.
Come on.
Watch your speed, all right? Thank you.
So, hey, what do you tell a woman with two black eyes? Nothing.
You already told her twice.
Oh, what? Come on.
You're not going all P.
C.
on me, are you? I thought you and me were past that crap.
I think I might have a lead on that parolee.
Yeah, why didn't you say so? Here I am thinking we came up with nada.
It's not super solid.
Just some girl he might have hung with.
What else we got to do, bro? Let's hit it.
Hey.
Hey.
Real horror show.
Yeah.
That's Martha Lowell.
She lives next door.
She gave us the name of the guy that she said did it -- Ramon Dallo.
We've already got units out looking.
- You finish canvassing? - Yeah.
Any other witnesses? Yeah, a dog walker named Tracy Haywood, said she'd come by the station.
All right.
Thanks, Lopez.
Ms.
Lowell, how you doing? I'm Detective Lydia Adams.
Oh.
It was Ramon -- Ramon Dallo.
Yeah, I understand you saw everything.
Uh, it was, um -- it was 4:57 a.
m.
, 'cause I looked at the clock.
It woke me up.
I-I went to the window.
And I saw Ramon out on the lawn, yelling his head off.
And then Sam came to the door and told Ramon to leave.
Leave or he'd call the police.
Ramon went back to his car, and he got these bottles of gas.
He lit them, and he threw them on the porch.
One of them hit Sam in the leg.
It was awful.
Sam caught fire.
You okay? Yeah.
You should see the burns on the kids.
Hey.
Open the door.
You can't just come in whenever! Where's your mom? I don't know! Who did this to you? Who? What are you gonna do, put me in foster care again? I want to be with my mom.
I can leave your mom out of this.
Just tell me where Ronnie is.
- How should I know? - Where is he? He hasn't been around since someone beat him up.
Yeah.
You going out on the stroll, hmm? Is that what they got you doing? Least your parents are taking good care of you.
Hey! Hey, come here! Come here! Sherman -- hey! Shit.
Let me go! Please let me go! Please! Let me go, please.
Get the door.
Please.
No.
No.
No, please.
Let me go! Please let me go! "Ronnie"? Let me go! Come on, please! Palisades is definitely not on their route.
Hey, you never told me why you became a cop.
Is that a "last day" question? Maybe.
It's the rent we pay for our room on this planet.
I think I heard that.
It's Muhammad Ali.
I'm pretty sure he stole it, too.
My uncle ran a restaurant.
He was a cheap son of a bitch.
He would deliver the food himself on this bike held together with duct tape.
My aunt and I were home alone.
The doorbell rang.
My uncle had been hit by a truck, killed.
Cop had to break the news.
I just remember him holding her up till my mom got home.
I guess it was the way he spoke.
I don't know.
Anyway, I just thought, "You know what? I want to be able to do that for someone someday.
" Any unit in the vicinity of Sunset and Lemoyne, report of a man and woman arguing in the street.
A57, show us handling.
Hey.
Can you take a picture of me with the sign in the background? Might be a while before I'm back here.
Thanks.
Hey, maybe try and get the truck in if you can.
Requesting backup at this time and EMS.
Roger that, A27.
It's just a matter of time, Daniela.
Sooner or later, the streets are gonna eat you.
How long you think your mom's gonna last, huh? How long you think you are? I bought a bus ticket.
I left it here for you last week.
Did your mom tell you? No, of course not.
Come on.
You're going back to Corpus Christi.
You're gonna live with your grandmother.
Or what? They just keep me here, like it's prison? Use the ticket.
They'll help you.
Officer Sherman.
Here you go.
Thanks, guys.
Look, they're gonna help you.
They're gonna help you We haven't been looking for the asshole who killed his P.
O.
, have we, Sherman? All right, let me guess.
Ronnie's the pimp, aka her daddy, and you been seeing her around here for weeks, knowing how futile it is, but feeling you got to do something.
You know what a dipshit that makes you? Look, that girl's mom -- clearly no angel, but she's caught up in the crap.
You figure she's a victim herself, right? But her daddy? Assholes like that don't deserve prison.
It's too good for 'em.
And rehab.
my ass.
He's not gonna "get his G.
E.
D.
" Or find God and become a preacher, teach kids in the hood how to read or start a frigging foundation when he gets out.
These guys are parasites.
If it were up to me, I'd save the taxpayers some money, know what I mean? But it's not up to me.
It can't be.
It can't be up to you, either.
So what you're thinking right now, you un-think it, got it? You've done enough here, man.
Let it go.
Move your arms! Just keep doing it! Hey, put the can down! Ma'am! Ma'am! Put the mace down! This asshole stole my watch.
He came up behind me and just tore it off my wrist! Is that what happened, sir? No! Bitch is crazy! I asked her for directions, and she squirted me in the face! Look at these scratches! You check under his fingernails.
Hey, sir.
I'll bet my skin is under there! Do you need medical attention? Yes, I do.
No, I'm fine.
I'll just be on my way.
We're gonna need to search you, sir.
What? Based on this bitch's lies? Yes.
What?! Sir, do you have a shirt? All right, you need to walk to the wall.
No, I ain't got no shirt.
I get hot.
Walk to the wall, put your hands behind your back, please.
Ma'am, please step to the pavement.
Turn around, put your hands behind your back, please.
Ma'am, please step over here.
Stay right there.
But that's my watch! No, are you serious?! Are you kidding me?! What, now you're a circus act? - You think it's just gonna disappear? - Oh, Jesus, he swallowed it! Come on.
That is 18-karat gold.
His stomach acid is gonna ruin it! You guys good? Come on! You know what? Actually we're a little jammed up, guys.
Uh, you take this guy in? He stole her watch.
Yeah, sure.
Okay.
Great.
Thanks.
Hold a sec, where's the watch? UhBuy him a Fatburger and some Ex-Lax, and you'll see.
Thanks, buddy.
I saw a man with a gun, and he was standing over another guy whose head was shot off.
And a piece of his skull was in the street.
And I froze.
I didn't really know what to do.
I kind of wish I just would have run or something, and Then I wouldn't have had to see the rest of it.
Seen what? The woman ran out of the house, and she was holding her two kids.
And she was on fire.
And she was trying to run away from the house.
But it wasn't really working because their hair and their clothes were on fire.
And the man shot her in the back.
And he pointed the gun at the kids, but he didn't shoot them.
I guess he just decided to watch them burn.
Sorry, a word.
Do we have Ramon Dallo yet? They've got units at his house, his parents' house.
They'll get him.
I need you to wrap this up and head on over to the hospital.
One of the kids woke up in the burn unit, and I guess she can sort of talk.
We need to get her statement quick in case she doesn't last.
Okay? Yeah.
Sherman.
- Be right back.
- Christ.
Where's Ronnie, Amber? Stop! If I know.
Stop! The way I heard it, you saw him last, out your car window.
I got Daniela.
You want to see her again, you'll tell me.
Foster care? She'll be back.
She knows who her mama is.
No, not foster care.
- You arrest her? - You Hey, hey, hey.
I took her, from that motel, room 122.
You want to see her again, you'll tell me where Ronnie's hiding.
If not What? You hurt her? No, man.
You're a cop.
Ronnie.
Wait! What are you doing here, man? You want to get dropped back at the station? I'll be happy to.
All available units, Dwayne's Car Wash, Report of two suspects, both Hispanic males, one in an L.
A.
Kings jersey.
That's five blocks from here.
A57, show us responding to the 211 on Normandie.
We'll show you handling.
Code 3.
To the right! A57 -- show us code 6, car wash.
All right, go, go, go, go.
Get out of here.
A57, we need backup! Shots fired at our location! Drop the weapon now! Down on the ground! Down on the ground! No, don't shoot.
- Is it just the two? - Two guys! Just the two? Yes, they go! They go! - Right! Stay here! - Yeah! Get out! Hey! Hey! Oh! Just on the north end of the car wash.
We have a crossfire.
Tang! Stay covered! Tang, no! Oh.
Freeze! Freeze, mother freeze! I'll flank him! Sherman! Where you at?! Sherman, where you at?! Sherman! Sherman! You all right? A36, I need an R.
A.
Unit in the alley between Pratt and Wilton.
Victim of a gunshot.
A36, Roger.
R.
A.
Unit en route.
Sherman, you all right? Sherman, you all right? All right, man.
Breathe.
Breathe, breathe, man.
Breathe.
Relax, okay? Relax Hey, we're good.
We're okay.
We're good.
Asshole pulled a gun.
Ramon Dallo's in custody.
They got him at his parents' place.
He should be here in a few, so you can try and get a confession.
Those the witness statements? Yeah.
Good.
Any update on the kids? The boy? He lost both his hands, but, yeah, he's conscious now.
Doc at the burn unit said he'll probably pull through.
The girl's doubtful.
Assigned home for the duration? Yeah.
Okay.
I'll start the paperwork.
You know, they say that babies in the womb -- they hear everything we hear, they feel what we feel.
What we do It's hard enough to not let it get to you.
Now it's like it's going in too deep.
And if it is, where's it going? It just feels wrong, you know? It just doesn't feel right.
Rock music playing .]
Hey, hey, pipe down, everyone.
Shut up.
That's an order! So, my first T.
O.
told me that sometimes being a cop is like pissing in your wet suit.
Nobody has to know how good it feels.
So, Officer Tang -- sorry -- Sergeant Tang Think we're all pissin in our wet suit tonight knowing that the right copper got promoted.
So, I'm proud of you.
We're all proud of you.
Good luck to you.
Hey! Next round's on Deemer! Hey, thanks for the speech.
Really moving.
Nothing came to mind.
How about, "nice riding with you"? You want me to say you're a good cop? Okay.
You're a good cop.
Load off? Yeah.
Right.
You alerted to a shot civilian instead of staying focused like we're trained.
We're trained to protect and save lives.
While risking mine? You didn't even know where the second suspect was.
What if he came back blasting, while you were out there playing hero? - I was doing my job.
- You say so, Sergeant.
You know what? We both know what this is really about.
Why don't you just say it? Now you want me talking about it? Yeah, I do.
I made a choice - The right one.
- For you.
Glass houses.
What? Rehab for your back? Give me a break.
That was personal.
Bullshit! You lied to save your own ass.
And your fellow officers covered for you because they knew you were a good cop.
Don't try to compare me to you 'cause we are not the same.
Keep telling yourself that.
I was an addict.
I am an addict.
I was weak, and I will never forgive myself, but I am fighting every goddamn day to fix it.
You shot a kidA kid.
Then you lied about it so you could, what, move ahead? It was a accident! You think you know what's right and wrong.
Who the are you, God?! Here.
You decide.
Make sure, uh Make sure you eat something.
Eat something.
You're going somewhere better.
All right? Lydia.
Terrell.
Um I'm pregnant.
And you're the father.
I mean What should we do? Do you want me to talk to Yvette or -- No, no.
'Cause I will talk to Yvette if that's what you want to do.
I mean, it will be complicated with the kids and all Terrell.
I don't want to blow up your life.
I'm not here to blow up your life.
I just know you needed you to know.
Maybe one day we can work things out so you and your son can get to know each other? Son? Yeah.
You got to -- you got to go to work.
Yeah, I do.
Where's Daniela? Probably in Arizona about now.
What? She's heading back to Corpus Christi where she'll be safe.
If you really give a damn about her, you'll join her.
You You lied to me, huh? Even after we had a deal?! Ronnie is gonna find you and you up! You take our baby? He's gonna find you, mother Stay safe out here, ma'am.
Shit! Hello.
Morning.
Good morning.
Good morning, ma'am.
I'm Jessica Tang.
I'm your new Watch Commander.
I'm sure you've heard other nicknames for me -- Pootie Tang, Wu Tang, Joy Luck, Hollywood.
From now on I'm gonna be Sergeant Tang.
Okay, let's get started.
I got a two-minute rule, Watson, which you just broke.
Two minutes after roll call, we hit the road.
You take this long again, I will shove off without you! Yes, sir! Extra batteries for the radio?! Yes, sir.
- Posse box squared away?! - Yes, sir.
- Rd maps, P.
I.
R.
s, impound reports? - Yes, sir.
You got something to write with, and an extra when that dries up? - Yes, sir.
- When that asshole on PCP starts to bite right through my neck, you gonna rub your finger on the floor carpet and shock him? Where's your taser, son? Shit -- I mean sorry, sir.
Let me run back and get it.
I got an extra one in my bag.
Just get in the car.
Metal part in the buckle.
There you go, nice work.
What's that thing, sir? Good-luck charm maybe? You know your codes? [ Rolling Stones' "Street Fighting Man" playing .]
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy Hey, nice shot yesterday, kid.
That's one less asshole taking up space.
The time is right for fighting in the street, boy but what can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock-'n'-roll band? 'cause in sleepy London town there's just no place for a street fighting man no hey! I think the time is right for a palace revolution