NARRATOR: Previously: VIC: You're gonna hide.
LEM: I can't run. VIC: it's keeping you alive.
You've got history with these grenade tossers.
The guy's named Guardo. We hit him hard
and his weapons stash but he got away.
KAVANAUGH: He screwed my ex-wife for the purpose
of making this investigation seem like a personal vendetta.
He may have assassinated a gang leader.
This was not part of the deal.
Sure it was. The part Antwon didn't tell you.
BECCA: This was a calculated move by Lieutenant Kavanaugh
to put Curtis' life in jeopardy
to compel him to testify against his team.
My client is willing to plead to new charges.
As long as we can reasonably guarantee his safety.
What's he have to say about his friends? Nothing.
There is one other option though.
I can't turn on my family.
We're gonna lose our last chance at nailing Vic.
You gotta make him believe that Lemansky
gave it up for witness protection.
Lemansky's talking,
and now all this bullshit can blow back on me.
If he had a change of heart he would have tipped us.
Or he wouldn't if his deal meant us going down.
We go to the spot. We'll take his temperature.
If he doesn't show, assume he made the deal.
We got a way for you to get to Mexico.
We got money parked in an account for you.
It's all set up. I'm not going that route.
Why did you even come back if you weren't planning on leaving?
I came to see you guys.
I brought you some food.
Shane?
Are you happy, Detective Mackey?
[YELLS]
CLAUDETTE: Break them up.
We're gonna find out who did this
and we're gonna kill him.
♪ And then it came to me Just what I had done ♪
♪ And all for no reason Just one piece of lead ♪
♪ I hung my head I hung my head ♪
♪ Here in the court house The whole town was there ♪
♪ I see the judge High up in his chair ♪
♪ Explain to the courtroom What went through you mind ♪
IAnd we'll ask the jury What verdict they find ♪
♪ I felt the power Of death over life ♪
♪ I orphaned his children I widowed his wife ♪
♪ I begged their forgiveness I wish I was dead ♪
♪ I hung my head I hung my head ♪
Ran down the grocery guy's contacts.
No one's seen Guardo. He's a goddamn ghost.
Anything south of the border?
Our federale is neck-deep in some prison beef.
Couldn't help.
How did Guardo get Lem to show up at that place?
Alone.
And the way he died...
Shit.
We find Guardo,
he dies the same way.
Only slower.
Yeah. He will.
If only he'd reached out to us instead Becca.
He should've trusted us, man. VIC: He was scared.
I didn't let the whole thing with Antwon to go shit-side up...
Hey, this is nobody's fault.
You were a great cop.
You were a great friend.
Here's the 21 you deserve, man.
[GUNS COCK]
[GUNSHOTS]
[TIT]
Partner go home?
Billings takes nine to five very seriously.
Another homicide volunteer? It's the third El Salvadoran
to confess to Lemansky's murder.
First two didn't get one detail right.
This guy wasn't even in the country when it happened.
Guy turns himself in, takes the prison juice for the killing.
Keeps the heat off the gang.
Heat? What heat?
I haven't heard a peep out of downtown.
No police funeral. No press conference.
It's like Lemansky never wore a badge.
He's ready to be processed.
Vic check in yet?
Uh, no. I'll get this.
Hey. Ls Vic around? I can't get him on the phone.
No. He's still taking some personal time.
He's not supposed to be back till tomorrow.
Is everything okay?
I haven't heard from him in days.
I leave messages. He doesn't get back to me.
Kids are freaking out.
Well, I'm sure he's just sorting things out.
Yeah.
I'll... I'll get a message to him.
Have him call me.
Thanks.
AC. Oh, sorry to startle you.
Can I get a minute of your time?
What now, lieutenant?
I just wanna apologize
for my behavior last week in Captain Wyms' office.
It was out of line. I let it get too personal.
Yeah, you did.
I been, uh... I've been doing a lot of soul searching
in the light of Lemansky's death.
Trying to locate my motives.
Motives for what?
For finding his killer.
That's not your job.
Wyms' office is in charge of that investigation.
I know. And Wagenbach, he... He's a good man.
But he's only looking at this from the Salvadoran angle.
What do you want, Jon?
Same thing I wanted last week.
Not gonna happen. You can't see the line anymore.
Nobody can see the line. I mean, Mackey, just keeps moving it.
Please. I just need a minute of your time for a dead cop.
He deserves that.
Okay, what is it?
The brick of tar that we found on Lemansky
was a part of something dirty that Vic put into motion.
Curtis got caught.
Vic needed to protect himself.
So he let Lemansky take the plea
while he brokered a deal with Antwon Mitchell
for his guy's safety in the joint.
But the Mitchell deal, it went bad.
Curtis, he panicked, went on the run.
Vic knew that his guy was gonna crack,
that Curtis was gonna turn on...
Mackey killed his own guy?
More than likely, he cut a deal with the Salvadorans.
But somebody put that grenade in Lemansky's lap.
And Vic, he knows who did it.
Let Wagenbach follow the Salvadoran trail.
Let me look into Vic.
Discreet, respectful.
I want your report end of day tomorrow.
We'll decide if it makes sense to pursue.
You'll have it.
Thank you, sir.
There's... There's nothing new on Lem.
We've been spending more time knocking down false confessions.
It's all a smokescreen. It's Guardo.
We stepped on his drug protection play twice.
Killing Lem was a message to stay away.
CLAUDETTE: Been waiting on you.
Water Street Methadone Clinic got torched.
Go check that out.
We're not arson patrol.
Well, it's a drug rehab in a heavy gang area.
Look, I can't sign off on you working Lem's murder.
Take a step back. Focus on something else.
We find something out, we'll let you know.
Hey, um, Corrine was here last night.
She hadn't heard from you. The kids were worried.
Maybe you should call her.
Right.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]
Shit. Split. Split.
Hey. Hey, hold on, darling.
Hey, slow down.
Turn that shit off.
Come here. Come here.
Turn around, come back.
How's Antwon's favorite errand bitch?
You got a need?
Yeah, to do this.
[GRUNTS]
Damn, I got leftovers older than you.
Yeah, but not as tasty.
Hey, looks like Moses finally made it
to the land of milk and underage honey.
She legal? And all kind of willing-.
Vic.
Goddamn, looks like business has been good.
No thanks to you. Goddamn empty safe.
[GRUNTS]
Looks like your daddy might have a broken sugar, darling.
Now, you wanna get off the dead bangers list,
you learn to play by the rules.
The first one is: We still make the rules.
Burned-out clinic on Water.
That's a One-Niner block.
Looks like you guys might be holding the match.
We got no beef with the methadonians.
No? They good business.
How's them climbing off the horse help you?
What we lose in H we gain in benzos.
Some of them junkies drop 10 tabs a day.
Clinic know that's going on?
They don't give a shit. Getting clean's big money.
Turns those street junkies into state-sponsored ones.
Hell, yeah.
Some of them zombies
been the on M-dose 20 goddamn years-.
Oh, Shit.
Get a hold of the torched clinic,
see if anybody violent's trying to kick their dose.
Someone on the 'genes'?
Hurting, delusional,
I'd be setting fires.
Okay.
Call Wyms, have her post unis at all the methadone facilities.
You. Tell your fearless leader
he ever needs a favor, he shouldn't hesitate to call.
I owe him one.
Clinic said Quentin Garth's been doing
the home-study methadone kick.
This idiot's lowering his own dosage?
Down to 30 mils-Volatile,
raging about how he's being screwed by Big Medicine.
Threatened a counselor.
Lives here with his best friend.
No one's seen either for two days.
Kitchen's clear.
Bedroom's clear.
Looks like Quentin's seen some time in the desert.
Probably where he picked up his habit.
You smell that?
Yeah.
Ugh.
VIC: Smells like burnt toast.
Kevin Smith. The roommate.
Cracked his skull open,
went through his wallet, left him for dead.
Glad this guy's his best friend,
I'd hate to see what he'd do to his enemies.
Thank you.
Anything new on the Lemansky murder?
N... No.
Um, I... I called you, actually.
Is there any way to get in touch with your El Salvadoran Cl?
Emolia? What you want to talk to her for?
Guardo's my lead suspect.
She's seen him, knows that world.
Figure maybe she's got a pipeline.
She talked about going to Seattle,
be with her sister.
I really don't know where she is now.
Um, you parking here?
I thought your investigation was over.
It is.
I'm opening a new one,
in conjunction with Lemansky's death.
Creating a time line for my lead suspect.
Uh, who is that?
This is footage from the city and freeway cams
on the night that Lemansky was murdered.
In his voluntary statement given the next morning, Mackey said:
"it was too late to see my kids, so I hopped on the 10,
"headed toward the Coast Highway.
That drive always clears my head."
You're establishing a time line for Vic
on the night of the murder?
Yeah.
Uh, um,
Lemansky and Mackey
were extraordinarily tight.
Plus, you got no motive.
Here's the thing.
I had Aceveda tell Mackey
that Lem was cutting a deal.
That he was giving up Vic and his team
for immunity.
I knew that Mackey would go to Curtis,
try to find out the truth.
So we were gonna tail him,
get him on aiding and abetting.
But Vic and his guys, they shook us.
Couple hours later,
I see him standing over Lemansky's body.
Jesus Christ.
Maybe it wasn't Mackey.
Maybe he couldn't do it,
but he needed it done.
He had Lem killed because I gave him motive.
All right, let's get an APB out on Quentin.
He's ex-military, probably has guns.
Let's track down family members, drug dealers.
Let's ask our clinic guy...
What's up?
What?
Have you seen this?
VIC: Claudette. You knew about this shit?
I read it.
Lem gave 12 years to this department.
God knows how many arrests.
Never saw his picture in the paper once
for any of that.
Reporters got wind of the facts
and brass couldn't control the spin.
Ah, that's bullshit.
Johnson's been looking for a corruption goat
since he made chief.
He pinned the horns on Lem.
No, it's a shitty ending to an ugly story.
And with the bad cop buried,
you and the department get a fresh start, right?
What happened to Lemansky was an awful thing. I'm sorry.
But he made the choice to stash the heroin in his car.
He made the choice to run.
Kavanaugh browbeat that admission out of him.
Then he threatened to dump him in Antwon's bottom bunk.
He ran 'cause he was scared.
He forced Lem to make another deal.
What are you talking about?
Becca said that Lem made a second deal
with Kavanaugh and the chief.
The only way Lemansky could make another deal
was if he turned in other dirty cops and he didn't.
What?
It was the same deal. He was willing to do more time
if IAD could assure him they'd keep him out of Antwon's reach.
He was killed before it went through.
No...
Police Council is making a formal statement this evening.
We'll be as respectful as we can.
Let me guess.
That respectful face is Aceveda's.
What do you think?
SHANE [WHISPERING]: Aceveda said that... That...
That Lem gave us up. That he...
He told them about the money train.
Kavanaugh must have heard a rumor.
Had his wetback bitch feed it to us, put us in motion.
And we goddamn ate it up.
Made me think my own guy turned on me.
Hey, Julien. What the hell is Kavanaugh doing here?
Heard he's working Lemansky's murder with Dutch.
According to his visa stamp,
Rene arrived in L.A. 18 hours after Lemansky was killed.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
He says he's got two cousins who saw him kill Lemansky.
[SCOFFS]
Um, cousins got addresses?
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
He doesn't know.
Right.
I need a minute with you.
Okay.
Um, run the cousins' names through INS, DMV,
see if you can find addresses.
What?
Kavanaugh's working Lem's murder?
An angle of it, and it's not my choice.
Which angle?
He... He didn't really go into any detail.
Don't dick me around, Dutch man.
You're the angle.
HEY-
Hey. Oh, I'm sorry.
No, it's okay. I was just... Just taking a minute.
Oh, my God.
Wow, he's big.
He's beefy and happy.
You mind if, ah...
No, here you go.
Hey, it's okay.
I just had to take care of some insurance stuff,
so I thought I'd show him off.
Yeah.
He's beautiful, Danny.
Thanks.
See you. Yeah.
Say "bye?"
Let's go inside, come on.
VIC: Guess I should start making
my funeral arrangements now, right, lieutenant?
Why would you wanna do that, detective?
Seems like every cop you investigate ends up dead.
I'm not at liberty to discuss
the details of my investigation with you.
You get my best friend blown up, you come into my house
you hang your mistake and your guilt on me.
Detail enough?
I know this must be the grief talking.
At what point do your bosses realize
you're as delusional as that sick,
crazy, twisted ex-wife of yours?
I guess the same time that yours realize
that you've murdered two of your own team members.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
Mackey! Kavanaugh!
Knock it off! Knock it off!
Get your hands off me.
PHILLIPS: Now!
Jesus, I got a goddamn lump.
What the hell was that? Not the first time.
He and Mackey went at it at Lemansky's crime scene.
Took nine unis to break it up.
Shit. This is you being discreet?
Mackey advanced on me both times.
It was self-defense. You saw that.
LAD's supposed to be the objective eyes
of the department.
Objectivity doesn't lead to brawls and pissing matches.
I don't need that report. You're done with Mackey.
You're off of this.
Come on. Get your ass out of the Barn
before I hit you with an insubordination beef.
Okay. Look, stop.
I have proof that Vic had Lemansky killed.
I do.
What proof?
Emolia Melendez.
Um, Vic used her to get a message to the El Salvadorans.
She set up Lem's murder for Vic.
You told Dutch that you didn't know where she was.
I know. She called me. She was terrified.
Maybe she was trying to create another revenue source.
Is there anything this woman won't say for a buck?
Mackey threatened her kid.
She was terrified. She had no choice.
You're just bringing this to us now?
I've seen Mackey
slip out of every noose we've hung around him.
I don't even know who to trust around here anymore.
I mean, you gave me till the end of the day
and I was just trying to put the pieces together
before I brought them to you.
Let's bring her in. Let's hear her.
All right.
DEA gave us some leads
to where Emolia might be.
Dutch is out there running them down.
Great. I'll give him a call.
Emolia. It's Jon. Jon Kavanaugh.
What the hell are you doing here?
You alone?
Sebastio's at my mom's. Why?
No detective...
A detective hasn't come in here, right?
No. What's the matter?
No toys.
What, Sebastio's spending all his time at your mom's?
Yeah, he's safe there.
What you afraid of?
I snitched on Guardo.
People know.
They want me dead.
What about Vic?
He doesn't got your back now?
Vic ain't shit for me.
Not taking care of you anymore?
Him and his guys shit all over me. Called Sebastio a retard.
That's wrong. I'm sorry about that.
But I have a way to make things right.
Jesus.
Lem didn't rat.
You made me believe my own guy turned on me.
I have people waiting in my office.
You were in bed with Kavanaugh the whole time.
No, Kavanaugh played us both. Squeezed me too.
I had no choice.
Bullshit.
Yourjones to hurt me let you turn a blind eye
to what he was doing to Lem.
You knew about the Antwon threat.
That scare put him on the run. Got him killed.
What, so it's my fault?
Huh?
When do you ever take responsibility, Vic?
When is anything your fault?
If you weren't a heartbeat away from being forced out
right now... What?
What? You'd take my badge? Go ahead.
Is that what you and Kavanaugh want?
Take it all. Here.
Take it.
What the hell are you doing?
You wanna end a career, you do it straight up.
To someone who's still alive,
who can still look you right in the eye.
I'm sorry about Lem.
Then don't disgrace him.
You know, it's not my fault.
It's not my call.
I'm just the face of the decision.
I say that Vic used me as a middleman
to set up the hit on his guy.
Yes. He had it all planned out.
Gave you the exact time and place where Lem would be.
We'll go over the exact details later.
Thought you stopped other cops from doing this thing?
Vic did this.
I'm just trying to get you to tell the truth.
It's just somebody else's truth, that's all.
I won't get in trouble?
No, we're gonna tell them that he threatened your son.
That, uh... That you were scared,
and you had no other choice but to do this.
And I'll get all those things? A house with a pool?
Uh, monthly checks... This is real, Emolia.
This is real.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
It might be my mom.
Emolia Melendez? You in there?
It's Detective Wagenbach.
I just need to ask you a few questions.
[KNOCKING ON WINDOW]
DUTCH: You're not in trouble.
Um, ma'am. Excuse me, ma'am?
Okay. I need a place where Vic will want to meet you.
Needs to be a public place, but it's not very crowded.
Uh, sewing shop. Um...
Did some work for them the other day.
Do you speak English?
[PHONE RINGING]
Exc... Gracias.
Hello? Wagenbach. KAVANAUGH: Dutch.
Jon Kavanaugh.
Uh, did the captain call you?
No. Why?
Emolia. She reached out to me.
I'm on my way to meet her. She's at Tama Costura,
a, uh, sewing shop on Haden.
DUTCH: Um, are you sure about that?
I got some possible 20s from calls her sister made.
I think she's dodging my knock at one of them.
Okay, you do whatever you want.
But I would think a sewing shop
would be great to follow up your Guardo lead.
But this is your case. Whatever.
Um, yeah. Okay. Okay. I'll meet you there.
And then what did he do?
Shot out the door.
Called me a sick shithead,
and then tried to cap me.
Got this diving out of the way.
You have any idea who it was, Axl?
Never seen him before.
Think you could describe him for a sketch artist?
Yeah. I got one of those photogenic memories.
Look, someone is unhappy with him peddling filth
to the neighborhood.
Porn's a billion-dollar industry.
What? All I'm saying is there's a lot of people
who are okay with it. All right, look,
you start knocking on doors across the street, all right?
I'll get these.
Use some tight-ass lube yourself, Sparky.
What am I supposed to do?
Just sit back and let this shitbag
tank my career too?
He's goddamn poison.
Kavanaugh's not my problem.
Oh, I am?
Pensions hasn't received your retirement paperwork.
Still sorting that out.
You were supposed to keep a low profile
so you can get out with a piece of your pension.
There's been a lot going on around here.
Phillips thinks too much is going on.
This came directly from the chief's office.
This puts my retirement effective immediately.
If you take it now,
the chief will see you get a piece of your pension.
Why now?
I had until my 15 mark.
Certain things are in motion.
This is a lifeline.
Sign this and it'll save us all a lot of grief.
If you don't...
You can't cut me loose. It's not my idea.
Brass is gonna be watching every move you make.
You need me to make this place work.
I need people I can trust.
So you won't help me fight this.
You know a reason I should?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Quentin showed up at another clinic.
Unis spooked him. He's got hostages.
Who you gonna trust with that?
All right, boys, here it is.
This guy's got a doctor, a mother,
and her three-month-old son trapped in an examining room.
He's doused the doc and mother with gasoline.
Threatened to use them as kindling
if they didn't shut down all the methadone clinics.
Negotiator and SWAT's 30 minutes out-Let's go-.
Shane. You coming?
Shane.
Yeah. Yeah.
Shit.
He's gonna shoot the cans,
blow the hallway if he needs to seal himself off.
Hey. There skylights in every room in this place?
Get her out of here.
All right, get me a peeper scope.
And go on the roof,
see if I can look in on what's happening there.
I don't want anyone rattling this guy's cage.
I don't want anyone talking to him. Hey.
Are you with me? Yeah.
Because Ronnie and I can take care of this...
Look, I'm here, man. No, you're not.
We got innocents soaked with gasoline.
I need your head in the game.
It is. I promise. I'm okay.
Okay.
[WOMAN WHIMPERING]
Can I help you?
You have any idea where Vic is?
I haven't seen him since Lem's memorial.
No, I don't. I mean, I saw him at the Barn for a second.
That's about it.
You think Vic's staying here?
It crossed my mind.
He's not.
Sorry.
HEY-
Vic and me. We're not a thing.
What about that thing in your arms?
Look, whatever shit pile you're cleaning up with your ex,
don't come dumping it on my doorstep.
And don't ever call my son a thing, you uptight bitch.
I'm not uptight, sweetheart,
I'm a realist.
You have no idea what has been dumped on your doorstep.
Vic, he is not gonna be there for him.
Well, I don't need anyone's help.
Really? You think you're gonna be a full-time cop
and take care of this kid all by yourself?
Just 'cause you couldn't doesn't mean I won't be able to.
Really? And what if they tell you that he's autistic, huh?
My son is fine.
They're all fine at first. But we have two autistic kids
and there's a genetic predisposition for siblings.
Maybe you're the one with the screwed up genes.
Maybe. Maybe not. But keep your eyes open.
Because the sooner the doctors know,
the more they can do for him, okay?
Mom and the doc are jammed in a corner.
The baby is on a table by the door.
If we can get him to give up the kid,
[ON RADIO] SWAT can drop down between the junkie and the innocents.
I'll get an ETA on SWAT and the negotiator. [MAN SCREAMS]
Jesus Christ. Don't hurt that little baby.
Stop it. I'm gonna kill this goddamn thing, man!
[BABY CRYING]
Shh. Be quiet. Everybodyjust shut the hell up!
I'm gonna kill this goddamn thing.
Hey, Quentin. Shane.
Quentin. Listen to me, man.
Look, the reason the baby's crying
is because of the gasoline.
The fumes are probably burning his eyes.
What the hell is he doing?
You better get down here.
Just hand the kid over to me. Get a little peace and quiet.
Just focus on what you gotta do, man.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
[BABY CRYING]
Who the hell are you, man? Who the hell...?
I'm a cop.
What? I'm a cop.
I'm Shane Vendrell. I'm unarmed.
Now, just hand over the crying kid
and take me instead.
The quiet detective is a much better bargaining chip, man.
[MUTTERING]
Nah.
It's a con.
You're full of shit. Just like everything else.
No, it's no con. Shut up!
It's not a con! It's not...
SHANE: Quentin.
Quentin, listen to me. Open the door, buddy.
Quentin, open the door. Look.
Look, okay? Look.
Look, buddy. See? See?
Christ. See?
Oh, my God. See this?
Jesus Christ, Shane.
Look, man. It's no con, man.
It's no con.
Get ready to move.
Any point you think I'm lying.
Just... You just flick your Bic, brother.
Okay?
Don't worry. I will, man.
Shit! What the...?
Quentin.
Quentin, listen to me, man.
Is there a closet in there or a cabinet or something?
Somewhere where the baby can breathe?
Yeah, I mean, it's... I...
Good. Just put him in there, and close the door, okay?
It keeps the fumes out of his eyes.
[WHIMPERING]
Shh-Shh.
See, I told you, Quentin.
I told you, man, you can trust me.
All right, dawg.
[MUTTERING]
RONNIE [ON RADIO]: Vic, the psycho's going for Shane.
Stop right there.
RONNIE: You got him?
Are you all right?
VIC: Agh. Yeah.
Took one in the vest. Check the kid.
[CRYING]
You wanna tell me what the hell happened back here?
We just saved three innocents from a homicidal junkie.
Maybe you could draw up the paperwork.
Let me sign it.
[GRUNTING]
QUENTIN [SOBBING]: You lied to me. You lied!
Captain, here's a sketch of that guy
that shot up the sex shop this morning.
TINA: Black, early twenties, earrings.
Narrows things down.
Uh, I don't have anybody free.
Could you jump on this porn shop shooting?
Sounds titillating, but I'm still a little woozy.
That's what I get for trying to keep the peace, right?
Maybe you should go home.
Well, if I leave now, it chews up one of my personal clays.
You know, I'm gonna hang, and clean up some paperwork.
I'll be okay.
Thank God.
Circulate it to the skin joints, bookstores.
See if he's a regular. Okay.
Oh, uh, DMV didn't have any of the addresses
on the cousins of the El Salvadorian we questioned.
And I'm still waiting on INS.
Good girl.
Good girl?
It's part of my new mentoring philosophy.
Right.
I thought you were meeting Kavanaugh and picking up Emolia.
Me too. Sent me to the sewing shop.
It was closed. No one ever showed.
Vic said I should tell Guardo I was sorry for turning on him.
Offer up my handler as restitucién.
He knew that Guardo would wanna hurt the cop
that crushed his drug protection comeback.
Jesus. You told him it was Lem.
Vic gave me the place, the time.
I set it up, told him it was a blond cop I'd been working for.
You did this because Vic threatened your son?
EMOLIA: Said if I did it, he'd give me 500 bucks.
If I didn't, Sebastio's hospital bill
would be a hundred times that much.
What choice did I have?
CLAUDETTE: You have the money? No.
He was supposed to drop it off at the sewing shop yesterday.
He never did. I got scared.
Figured if he could off his own guy that way,
what's to stop him from killing me and my boy?
KAVANAUGH: That's why she called me.
I got a man staying with her mother
and with her son right now.
Yeah.
I just want us all to be safe.
Far away from Vic.
KAVANAUGH: Phillips is on his way.
We should wait till he gets here
before we get into more of these details.
You did fine.
Hey, uh, what happened to you?
I went to the sewing shop.
Oh, sorry about that.
Emolia moved her meeting place three times
after I talked to you.
Where'd you finally meet her?
Behind Sid's. Um, coffee place on Wilton.
Um, the place across from the 101 on-ramp?
I think so. I think so.
Um, ask Emolia, she'd know.
Anyway, no harm, no foul. Yeah, yeah.
Heh-heh.
Ow.
Easy. Ow!
I know you're pissed at me...
Listen, you know what,
I don't give a shit if I hear from you, okay?
I'll make it up to the kids.
Hope you have another bag of cash
put aside for the years of therapy they'll need.
Now, don't say that.
Cass is just like you.
She internalizes everything...
SHANE: Hey.
Doing okay?
Yeah. I'll live.
As long as my ex isn't the one taking care of me.
Hey, Corrine. Hey.
You know, we're gonna need an x-ray of that shoulder, okay?
Yeah.
[SIGHS]
How you feeling?
Good.
I'm good. I still smell a little like diesel.
Just like Ronnie's aftershave.
Heh.
What the hell was that today?
I just saw a way to make your plan work.
My plan wasn't turning you into a Duraflame.
I've had enough funerals for one week.
It was just my own little spin.
Put another one in the win column though, right?
Listen, man.
We've all been beating ourselves up about Lem.
But it's like you said, man.
It's nobody's fault
except Guardo's.
Yeah. Hey.
Come here.
[QUIETLY] Look, Wyms and the chief
are trying to push through my retirement.
I'm not sure why, but I don't have much time.
No, man...
That's why you can't get reckless. You hear me?
I'm gonna need your help to finish this thing.
I can't lose you too, Shane.
You won't.
This doesn't add up.
The pieces fit. Motive, timing.
He's got a compelling case.
Look, you and I both know Vic is a cop
with, uh, questionable ethics.
He capable of killing another cop? Maybe.
But Lem?
Her story's a little neat.
I'm at the last house on the DEA list.
I knock, I definitely hear someone inside.
Maybe two people. They don't come to the door.
Then I get a call from Kavanaugh
sending me off and running to the sewing shop?
Seems strange.
You think he's pushing the story?
Lying?
And that doesn't fit either.
Here's a guy who wouldn't bend the rules for his ex-wife
when any other cop in this building would have.
I know that look.
[SCOFFS]
Somethings not right.
Chief wants Vic on the retired list
before we file any charges.
He's not going without a fight.
What do you want me to do?
Stick to the Guardo angle. Bring Vic in for questioning.
See what he has to say about Emolia's story.
Okay.
I'm gonna head home now.
I might need to take that personal day tomorrow.
Oh.
We'll try t0 fill the void.
DUTCH: Uh, Vic?
Cruising for interns?
How's the shoulder?
Kevlar's my friend.
Um, Kavanaugh's brought in a witness.
Claims you hired the El Salvadorians to kill Lem.
What witness? Emolia Melendez.
[SCOFFS]
What's Kavanaugh offering her?
Witness protection.
So you here to arrest me?
Right now, I just need a statement.
You think I did it? Lem?
I need to take you back to the Barn.
Well, I can drive myself.
Okay. I'll see you back there.
Mackey's lawyer will paint her as a paid snitch
promised the American dream in exchange for her testimony.
There's no evidence backing this story.
That's why I want to continue this investigation.
This report, it's not complete yet.
What about Wagenbach's El Salvadorian suspect?
I've seen Dutch cozying up to Mackey.
I don't know where his loyalty lands.
I think we need to get him off this Lemansky case.
We don't want another guy tipped off and on the run.
Okay.
I'll talk to Wyms about it. But this time,
if you can't keep it from becoming personal,
I'll go disciplinary on you, Jon.
You'll lose those LT bars.
You hear that? I hear it.
Tell the chief he's got my word.
Nothing personal.
What's this?
Requesting today's footage from the 101 freeway cam
at the Wilton on-ramp.
Across from Sid's Coffee.
Just a hunch.
Any sign of Vic?
Not yet.
Captain, a guy fitting the description
of our sex shop shooter was seen in four other video stores.
He bought out every copy of that.
I am not familiar with Dick 'N' Granny series.
TINA: Hopo Productions is owned and operated
by Holes and Poles Inc.
That the owner who got shot at?
Yes. Not only is Axl the producer,
director and distributor...
But guess who's wearing the Nixon mask?
Your Richard Nixon mask a reflection
of your political bent,
or are you just afraid to be associated with your own smut?
It's my hook.
I'm Richard Nixon and I'm "dickin' granny."
Yeah, we get it. W-who's the old lady?
Why? She's of age, right? Heh-heh.
Look, all my actors sign contracts.
Whoever shot at you bought every copy of that in the city.
Maybe he's a little upset about you dickin' granny.
Shit.
Number three.
Uh, forgot her name. First-timer.
She was raw.
But, you know, in the end,
I always get a good performance.
We need a name and address.
[PHONE RINGING]
It's Vic.
Yeah?
Anyone ever tell you
that you have incredibly expressive eyes?
Ever been on film?
Ever been in a mug book?
Family emergency. He can't come in right now.
He'll run out of emergencies. Then we'll get to the truth.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
Hard to believe this place was ever a church.
We can track down Axl's granny in the morning.
It's been a long day. I'm okay.
I'll wait for the address and follow it up tonight.
It's your first week.
You can't keep up this kind of pace.
I'm... I'm just talking general health.
You gotta... You gotta take care of yourself.
Can I tell you something? Doesn't go beyond these pews?
Of course.
Phillips paid me a visit today.
If I don't turn this place around
before the quarterly statistics come out,
they might be saying mass down there again real soon.
[KNOCKING]
I'm Captain Wyms. Sorry to disturb you so late, ma'am.
Do you know this man?
Edmond.
WOMAN: Edmond?
Stop! Stop!
Drop the gun!
JULIEN: Drop that gun!
Drop... Drop the gun. Please, kid.
Drop the gun. Please don't make me shoot.
TINA: Drop the gun or I will shoot.
WOMAN: Edmond, don't!
TINA: Drop it now, goddamn it.
JULIEN: Just drop the gun, kid.
TINA: Do it now. JULIEN: Drop the gun.
TINA: Get on your knees.
Why'd you do it, Grandma? TINA: Get down on your knees!
Get down on your knees right now!
Why'd you let that man do that to you?
He got arrested for stealing a car six months ago.
I needed his bail money.
EDMOND: Shouldn't have done it, Grandma.
Why did you be his whore?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
What are you doing here?
You got Emolia to lie for you.
Now you know the difference between a lie and the truth?
You think I'm a cop killer?
Maybe I am.
You're a cop, right?
That sounds like a direct threat on my life, detective.
Know what that means?
It means you just stepped onto
an entirely new playing field.
For your sake,
I hope you know the rules of the game.
That it? You came all the way down here
just to blow words by me?
It's a street tactic.
Always let the bad guy know you're on to his game.
Makes him change tack.
So he makes mistakes.
Then I guess I should let you know
that you're wanted for questioning
in the murder of Curtis Lemansky.
There are unis at your house.
And they're waiting to bring you in.
Gavino Galles?
This is the address INS gave me for the cousin.
Nobody home.
What a shock. Let's go.
[CAT MEOWING]
[CATS MEOWING, SNARLING]
Oh, that's gross.
COP: Dutch. Bloody cat prints.
DUTCH: Crime scene. Tread lightly.
Six-Paul-32 requesting four additional units
and CSU at 89 San Marcos.
I've got multiple 187s.
Three, possibly four...
You gotta be shittin' me.
They're asleep.
Just didn't feel like going home.
Sorry I dropped out this week.
They just need to hear your voice.
What is it? Kavanaugh's trying to prove
I had something to do with Lem's death.
Oh, my God. That's ridiculous.
Yeah, he got some lowlife Cl to lie for him.
What're you gonna do?
ACEVEDA [ON TV]: These circumstances. Let me get right to it.
Last year, Captain Rawling initiated an inquiry
into the Farmington Gang and Drug unit.
Supervised by Lieutenant Kavanaugh from IAD,
this department conducted
a seven-month investigation...
Daddy.
Get out. Go back in your room right now!
I'm sorry, I just didn't want her to see.
He fled justice, became a wanted fugitive.
No doubt the thought of spending years in prison
was a frightening proposition.
We'll never know what triggered Detective Lemansky's reluctance
to serve his time,
because less than 24 hours later,
he was found brutally murdered.
Someone dropped a live grenade in the front seat of his car.
That murder investigation is ongoing, and as of yet,
no suspects are in custody.
And our condolences go out
to Detective Lemansky's friends and family.
But within this tragedy, there is a message.
One that I hope will shake this department to its core.
Breaking the law and wearing a badge
is a dangerous combination.
And this city will not tolerate it-.
This department will not tolerate it.
[JOHNNY CASH'S "I HUNG MY HEAD" PLAYING]
It's the primary objective of this Police Council
over the next 18 months
to squash corruption within our own ranks.
And cops involved in any illegal activities
will be rooted out.
They will be relieved of duty
and prosecuted to the full extent of the law.
Just as Detective Curtis Lemansky was being prosecuted
for his corrupt actions.
You son of a bitch.
This community needs police officers
who are peaceful and trustworthy civil servants.
It's our goal
to return dignity
and respect to the badge,
and to the men and women who wear one,
a reason to be proud.
Nothing personal.
[TIT]