NARRATOR: Previously on The Shield.
OLIVIA: Guillermo Beltran,
the Guerrero drug cartel head of security.
ACEVEDA: You heard Vic turned in his badge yesterday?
That leaves me to be your most important instrument
in the Guerrero cartel investigation.
We're not sure you're valuable to this investigation.
Just give me some time to get cozied up to this Beltran guy.
You wanna prove yourself to me?
I never wanna see Pezuela again.
Beltran sent me to kill you.
Lucky for you I work for Olivia Murray.
I'm gonna need you to get me back her file
before I can bring you in.
We have to convince Beltran that I took out Pezuela.
A colleague of yours committed suicide tonight.
That means there'll be a hole in your organization.
Where do I submit an application?
[GUNSHOT RICOCHETS]
Shane Vendrell hired you to kill Gardocki?
Why does Vendrell want you dead?
Vic thinks that Shane was waiting at his place last night.
There's a reward waiting for anyone who can deliver him.
Your cop buddy's paying 10 G's for your head, ése-.
You got almost a hundred grand in there.
That's more than enough to keep walking.
SHANE: There's punishment for the shit you tried to pull today.
There is a written confession of one of your many sins
that's on its way to the Barn addressed to Claudette Wyms.
Since you caused us to lose all of our cash today,
you're gonna replace it.
VIC: We gotta figure out a way to put a hundred grand
in Shane's hands by tomorrow afternoon.
I'm gonna run. Give me one last shot.
If I fail, we'll both run.
Clara, this is Claudette Wyms.
All I want from this is Vic Mackey.
Corrine's working with the police.
[COFFEE POURING]
DUTCH: Mara change her mind?
CORRINE: Does anyone want any coffee?
CLAUDETTE: Thanks, but no.
[PHONE RINGING]
CORRINE: Hello?
MARA [ON PHONE]: Put on Claudette.
She wants to talk to you.
CLAUDETTE: I'm glad you called.
My husband's given Vic a 5:00 deadline
to come up with $100,000.
Okay.
MARA: Corrine's supposed
to hand the money to Shane
by the fountain in Hollenbeck Park.
CLAUDETTE: I appreciate you working with us.
MARA: Promise Shane won't get hurt?
CLAUDETTE: I promise.
MARA: Because I know how suspects
wind up dead getting booked.
You are going to make sure every cop
in that park understands that Shane
going after Vic and Ronnie was self-defense.
So he'll cooperate with us?
I can get him to cooperate,
but he's gonna have to get something in exchange.
I'll do everything I can.
That's not good enough.
You need to guarantee
he'll get a light sentence.
Otherwise, I will blow
this whole thing out of the water.
[MOUTHS "DO lT"]
I Will work it out with the DA.
Just make sure he's treated okay.
[BEEPS OFF]
[DIAL TONE DRONING]
That was beautiful.
That was beautiful, baby.
We just walked Vic and a bag of dirty money into a bust-.
We never have to worry about that prick
coming after us ever again.
The only problem with getting Vic arrested
is we lose leverage to negotiate a deal if we get caught.
That's why we can't get caught, because I'm not going to prison,
and I'm sure as hell not gonna let you end up there.
When Vic makes contact with you,
you're hearing all this for the first time.
You go along with it reluctantly.
Don't sign on too easily.
Having a problem with all this won't be a stretch.
I don't want you wired for your initial meet.
Vic's a master at smelling a setup,
but when he hands over that money,
we'll be recording you.
How does Vic not figure out that I set him up?
We'll play as if he's been under surveillance for a while-.
We'll go through the motions of arrest to sell your cover.
I don't like this. What if Vic finds out
or something goes wrong with Shane?
We will take every precaution.
You came to us to get Vic out of your life.
To close the book on him forever.
Let's do that.
How does somebody get witness protection?
You'll have to testify.
That's not gonna happen.
Like I said, Vic can never find out I helped put him in prison.
CLAUDETTE: It's his own doing.
Then why do I still feel ashamed about this?
VIC: You're a little overdressed for your paper route.
Pezuela's grieving widow.
Obit mourns an international business guru's tragic suicide.
His shrink should be sued
for not recognizing the seven warning signs.
Only Pezuela wasn't suicidal.
Just goes to show you
you never know what's going on inside someone's head.
Suicide my ass. Beltran had him whacked.
The only question is,
whether or not he used you to do it.
Hey, whoa.
You're giving me a hell of a lot of credit there, Dave.
Olivia's not returning my phone calls.
Now you drop a body in the middle of my campaign.
Well, you were the last one seen mud-wrestling with Pezuela.
You're not screwing up my investigation
and costing me the mayor's job with one last scandal, Vic.
Nice to know that justice
is still your number one priority.
[RINGING]
Hello?
Corrine, I need to see you ASAP. It's important.
I'm on my way to work, Vic. What's up?
It's not something I can get into over the phone.
Can you take a personal day? What's wrong, Vic?
Meet me by the fountain in Hollenbeck Park.
How soon can you be there?
Vic, this is crazy.
It's gonna be fine.
You just meet me here at 5:00.
You're gonna give me a bag full of money
to give to the guy who tried to kill you?
So Shane can take his wife, his kid,
and this whole Vendrell shitstorm out of the country.
What if he tries to hurt me?
He saved you once from the Armenians.
It's me he wants to hurt, not you.
Maybe you shouldn't do this, Vic.
When Shane calls,
tell him he's on his own
or blame it on me.
I-| just need you to do this one last favor for me.
[TIT]
You certainly caught yourself a break,
Pezuela's narrow-mindedness being cremated
along with the rest of him.
Narrow-minded how?
I can understand him being down with La Raza,
but 40 percent of the dope trade in this city
is black-owned and operated.
Never could get that prick interested
in affirmative action.
Our experience with the blacks in Phoenix, San Diego,
have never been good.
Because you don't have a trade rep fluent in the culture
and that's costing you market share.
And you would be an upgrade?
Awhite cop who's made a career at cracking the heads
of low-level gangbangers?
You would be surprised at how much sense I've knocked
into some of those heads over the years.
And if I was interested?
I'd set up a meet-and-greet
with you and the black
board of directors
offer to become their exclusive supplier
below current wholesale cost.
Year or two, you'd have a monopoly.
I don't meet and greet.
Sure.
Wanna minimize your exposure to law enforcement.
I'd be happy to take the meeting, negotiate terms.
I would need a substantial security deposit
from the blacks.
As a show of good faith.
Of course.
What do you need, Mackey?
Back in the day,
we had an understanding.
We did?
I don't recall that far back.
Just two dinosaurs sitting down now.
I need you to arrange a meet with your board of directors.
I got a business opportunity.
Business? What do you know about our business?
You and your five-0 crew only swarm on the street level-.
Thought it was about time
I started using my entrepreneurial skills
work for the other side.
Mm-hm. So you come to me and the board with this,
because Vic Mackey is all about the black man rising?
I don't give a shit about the black man.
I'm just looking to earn.
[SCOFFS]
I'm guessing that's the first honest thing
you've said in a month.
I'm gonna need to think on this for a minute.
Beltran's still taking my temperature,
but he'll come around.
The goal is getting him to trust you to the point
where you have access to the cartel's inner workings.
Has he mentioned any illegal dealings yet?
He's still playing it quiet.
Pezuela give you anything?
Besides attitude?
He's an uncooperative shithead.
No worries.
Only a matter of time before I know everything he knows.
Hope that includes what he did
with the blackmail box in my file.
I turned his world upside down looking for it,
and still no luck.
Good news is, with Pezuela in custody,
he can't get to it to use it against you.
It doesn't mean somebody else won't.
Look, I've got two jobs.
Gathering enough intel against Beltran and the cartel
to deliver ICE their biggest bust to date,
and cover your ass by finding that file.
I intend to come through on both.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Yeah.
The meet is on.
72 Pine Bluff, Inglewood.
Two pm.
That was quick.
What did you think, man?
Men's jail is headquarters, baby.
CLAUDETTE: Something you need?
This new guy handing out the mail must be dyslexic.
They keep mixing up our mail.
When's Danny coming back?
Unis responded to a shooting, victim pronounced deceased.
Steve, need you too.
Kid's name is Cardell Rhodes.
Gunned down outside his house.
Cardell Rhodes? The football player?
You know him?
Coached him in Pop Warner. I'm sorry.
I need you and Steve to get on over there.
I thought I was supposed to be riding a desk.
Not today. I've got everyone sweeping the streets
ahead of the motorcade.
Stash houses, dealers, hookers, the whole nine.
Much as I want out of my forced detention,
Julien's history with the kid gives him a leg up.
You're right, go with Ronnie.
What's up?
Never mind. Another victim. Minor injuries.
He was treated at the scene.
I'm going back to my crosswords.
I'll meet you outside.
Hey, Steve. Steve, I need you to do me a solid.
I took a bedroom tumble with a woman on the force.
She found out she's not the only teeter-totter on the playground,
got pissed, now she's jamming me up with Claudette.
This chick wrote a letter to Claudette
laying the whole thing out.
Should stand out as personal.
I'm intercepting it, but I gotta work this case with Julien.
You know what,
you and me, we had our friction,
but in a world of crazy coozes, trust me, I got your back.
That poison panty-gram won't hit Claudette's desk.
Thanks, man.
First mail delivery came in. Nothing.
Shit. Might not come until this afternoon,
VIC [ON PHONE]: maybe tomorrow.
Or maybe not at all. He could be screwing with us.
We can't take that chance.
Good news is, you're trapped at the Barn.
Was. Claudette just put me on a 187 with Julien.
You can't bail?
Believe me, I tried.
How's that other thing going? One minute, one minute.
I think I see a play with the cartel.
More on that later.
That sounds kinda iffy.
I don't do if. I'm only about when.
MAN: Slow down, man.
[SNICKERS]
All right, I put something over here for safekeeping.
You know what I'm talking about, now where the hell is it?
Huh?
You think your quality of life sucks now?
You wait till I get done with you.
Now where's my gun? Huh? [MUTTERING]
Hey, dog's ass, I gotta talk to you.
Think pink while you can, hero.
You die now amongst the righteous
and the urine savior.
[CLICKS]
It's not loaded, Pig-Pen.
VIC: I've arranged the trade summit.
All the senior management.
Just need to know how much weight you can provide.
It's a tempting opportunity
to eliminate the competition in one fell swoop.
Absorbing them into your corporate structure
means less waves, more profit.
Pezuela was here for how long
and he never moved past the Byz Lat level.
Pezuela...
Pezuela was a waste of clothes.
But he did manage to renovate this place
and build a few others to store our product.
Over-budget and behind schedule.
You're gonna fill this whole place with drugs?
The blacks. They understand the terms?
They will.
Disagreeable people.
Well, they've gone through some shit over the years.
I'm gonna be walking into an adversarial situation.
You got a few guys I can borrow?
You forget, huh?
My background is professional military.
MAN: Cardell and I are talking.
He dives on top of me, pulls me down.
Then I hear gunshots.
Kid saved my life.
How did you know Cardell?
I'm out here on a recruiting trip.
Cardell was my prize to get. Had him all but committed.
He was on his way to a Heisman. Special talent.
His field vision was one of a kind.
That kid had eyes in the back of his head.
I coached him a while back.
You guys vet these kids pretty thoroughly.
Any problems in his personal life? Enemies?
Look around.
The shit you have to put up with
to get a BCS bid take a banger to brunch.
Rhodes was affiliated? No way.
I had to get permission from the shot-caller
just to get a sit-down with the kid.
I'll talk to his mother.
He was a child of God,
but I don't have to tell you that.
You knew my baby.
Do you have any idea who might have done this?
Why would anyone wanna hurt my baby?
[SOBBING]
No.
Hard to understand why the good lord
would let something like this happen.
I see it every day, all day.
Tests my faith, believe me.
Mister, faith is all we got.
I lost my son last year too.
He was killed in a drive-by.
Sorry to hear that.
So they're saying that all this happened
because Cardell was running around with a gang.
You think that's what this is about?
No.
Here's my card.
If you hear anything, give me a call.
[SOBBING]
Recruiter says Cardell was repping Acorn Park.
How in the hell does he know what goes on around here?
Well, you heard him.
He had to have a sit-down with O.G.s to talk to Cardell.
That wasn't Cardell. I knew him.
I get your history with the kid, but we gotta look at everything.
The kid was the closest thing to a hero
this neighborhood ever had.
And nothing would make me happier than to be proved wrong.
Let's chat with the warring factions.
You get with Acorn Park and I'll discourse with Spookstreet.
RONNIE: You're using the ICE sting on Beltran
to scam 100 grand off of Beenie Spears' guys?
Hail Mary, but I don't know how else to come up
with the money to buy off Shane given the time frame.
Playing both sides like this is crazy dangerous.
How long before Beltran or the board
figure out they're jacked and this thing goes nuclear?
I only need to keep it together a couple of days.
Enough time to get Shane ghost,
walk Beltran into a jackpot so ICE can take him down,
in exchange for giving us an overall deal and immunity.
Jesus.
I got Billings back at the Barn intercepting Shane's letter.
The wheels are coming off the whole goddamn thing.
I'm on the way to this fundraiser.
I could really use some backup that speaks lngles.
Can't. Claudette's got me hip-deep in some shit.
Okay. No worries.
Goddamn it.
You don't have to be on this stakeout
if you're not feeling up to it.
If you have to take me on a damn stretcher with IVs running,
I'll be there to take down Vic Mackey and Shane Vendrell.
You need help finding something?
I'm looking for my medicine. It was here a minute ago.
Um, is this it?
Jesus.
Take it easy.
How's Vic gonna get the money?
Somebody could get hurt, or worse.
[DOOR OPENS]
You wanted me?
Vic been in communication with Ronnie at all today?
Ronnie's gotten a couple of calls. Don't know who.
We're moving on intel that we're pretty convinced
will give us Shane Vendrell.
We have reason to believe we'll be making another arrest:
Vic Mackey, for aiding and abetting.
If you're free of the other case,
I'd like you involved.
I'll make myself available. Just let me know when.
Wanna give you a heads-up so you can mentally prepare yourself
to throw bracelets on former colleagues.
DUTCH: Also, Ronnie and Vic
might be planning something.
We don't know what.
They were your teammates.
It's pick-a-side time.
If I get wind of anything, you'll be the first to know.
Good. I'm also borrowing backup from Rampart.
I'd like you to take point.
Is any of this gonna be a problem?
Not at all.
Changing suppliers benefits us how?
Lower cost,
unlimited supply, highest quality product on the market.
We've been with the same wholesaler
since before you had a cowlick.
VIC: This meth, made from pure Mexican ephedra, cooked up
in a state-of-the-art laboratory
by a team of Ph.D. chemists.
Clean as a virgin's whistle hole
and a lot cheaper
than the shit that you're getting.
You sure you wanna undercut your price on the street?
We pass.
But you haven't even sampled the blow.
MAN: We got love for Beenie.
Only took this meeting as a courtesy to him.
MAN 2: We got too much history with our connect
to just go astray for some cop.
A peckerwood cop at that.
I lay out a proposal
with enormous financial upside to you people
and you just dismiss it out of hand?
Why don't you take a look outside that window?
That's what's in your future.
I asked my boss for a little backup today.
That's what he sent.
Your spic boss wants to throwdown, bring it,
because I see two trucks, eight deep, Mexican gardeners.
VIC: They hear a shot out there
there'll be an RPG in this room before I hit the floor.
Put that shit away.
Let me tell you about the landscaping job
those gardeners did
in Rosarito Beach, Mexico, last year.
Them and a convoy of amigos
rolled up on a police station, murdered everyone inside.
Forty-seven people.
Cops, dispatchers, janitors.
That was my spic boss's plan
for gaining market share in the area.
Now, if they're willing to do that to their own countrymen,
imagine what they're willing to do
to a handful of, uh, stubborn soul brothers.
And you think I'm a peckerwood.
This ain't no proposal.
It's a gank and grab.
VIC: I'm just trying to increase the peace
and promote racial harmony through economic opportunity.
Buy-in's 200 large.
I can wait if you need to run to the ATM.
[HORN HONKING]
Jefe, wrong way.
Sefior Beltran's in other direction.
I'll catch up to you. I got an errand to run.
No, jefe.
Our instructions are to be your seguridad.
We gotta get the money back to Beltran right now.
He's waiting.
Shit.
I'm gonna need some gas.
Gasolina.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Yeah.
VIC [ON PHONE]: Code Red.
Third and Alvarado, gas station, men's room.
Trash can.
There's a package. You know what to do.
Highest priority.
I'm in the middle of something.
You get your ass over here
as fast as you can, and I mean soon.
All right, sweetheart. Daddy has to work late.
I'll see you later, okay? Love you.
[BEEPS OFF]
Kids are terrific, huh?
You got any?
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
Van Bro.
Gardocki, my man.
What's good? What's up, black?
I heard what happened to the Strike Team, man.
Guess you must be the last cat standing.
Upright and breathing.
Signify your own path, you won't get caught up
in other folk's bullshit and tribulation.
That's how I do. And look at me.
Standing strong and doing the damn thing.
But, Van Bro, what is up with this?
You used to have talent.
Hey, that's non-representational art right there.
It worked for Basquiat, it worked for Van Bro. Take it.
No, we just want information.
What do you hear about the Cardell Rhodes shooting?
Rumor going around the cats making book
got pissed at young blood
for point shaving against Dorsey the other night.
Cardell was involved in gambling?
I wouldn't wanna speculate on that for certain,
but little man with all that speed,
stepping out of bounds
with all kinds of daylight, numerous times,
you got to wonder about the spread.
Where'd you hear this?
Fourth-hand knowledge.
Don't really have any specific names.
You might wanna check with my man Deuce
down on Bronson, next to the laundry mat.
Appreciate it, though,
if you keep Van Bro's name out of your mouth.
Stay black.
[PHONE RINGING]
Detective Billings.
Anything yet, Steve?
Oh, Shit. Right.
Let me look.
Deuce says it wasn't point-shaving.
Cardell's been playing it smart all season,
stepping out of bounds to avoid cheap shots.
Saving his knees for the next level.
All the bookies knew that. Factored that into the spread.
No, not yet.
Just keep an eye out, okay?
Let's head back to the Barn, regroup.
No, I wanna talk to that recruiter again.
Soon as he gets back from scouting that kid in San Diego.
Polk's a victim, not a suspect. Exactly.
Maybe he was the target.
That's worth a conversation.
I gotta go get a prescription filled.
I'll meet you back there, okay?
Hey, Yo, my man-.
Hey, man, you goddamn deaf, homey?
What are you looking to get into, gabacho?
None of that goddamn stepped-on shit.
I ain't seen you around before.
I'm changing slangers, man.
I'm looking to bring my business to you.
Now, you wanna get paid or what, man?
Because I'm looking to get low.
Let me see what I'm working with.
I'm gonna hold a dub, coz.
[CRIES OUT]
You ain't no cop.
You need to work on your street skills.
You're gonna walk me into that stash house off Normandie.
I ain't doing shit for you. I'm 16.
Take me in, they'll call my mom.
I don't have her number. Hey, bro, why you tripping?
[CRIES OUT]
I can do this shit all day.
What's it gonna be? You do what I tell you?
Or blood coming out your ears?
How much fire power inside?
Enough to shred your bony white ass.
How much cash?
Eight t010.
Had a good couple of days.
Let's get this done.
What the hell happened?
Beats the shit out of me.
They was up and slanging two hours ago.
[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
You ain't a cop. I was right.
And you're a goddamn genius.
We got a runner.
COP 2: Got a runner. Hey, freeze.
One hundred grand, earnest money.
Don't smoke. Don't drink.
A man of few vices.
For me, it blurs the edge.
The edge is where we live.
All of us, all the time.
People try to convince themselves otherwise,
it's just an exercise in self-deception.
A philosopher?
Former cop.
Same deal, less horseshit.
Things come easy for you, huh?
You mean one of these
hard-work-is-its-own-reward guys?
I had grandparents like that.
They died miserable and broke.
You've accomplished a lot in a very short time.
You need to understand something Pezuela never did.
You've got an action hero on your payroll.
DUTCH: Okay.
She's in position.
I've got a visual.
Tell me she's gonna get through this without cracking on us.
DUTCH: I'd feel better if we could communicate with her.
CLAUDETTE: The wire is risky enough.
I don't want Mackey sniffing anything.
Ronnie's here.
Vic's not with him.
DUTCH: It's Gardocki.
CLAUDETTE: What's he doing, recon for Vic?
DUTCH: Julien, you have a visual on Mackey?
Negative.
Where's Vic?
This is for you.
Vic was supposed to be here. Is he all right?
He's fine. Something came up.
DUTCH: Come on, Corrine, get him talking.
CORRINE: That what I'm supposed to give Shane?
RONNIE: I gotta go. Thanks, Corrine.
Ronnie is his goddamn errand boy.
Mackey's a no-show. Prepare to apprehend Gardocki.
No, no, Mackey might be watching.
Hold your positions until you get a visual on the primary.
We got Ronnie dead to rights.
We got Gardocki on tape.
We can file on him later. We haven't got the real bastard.
Stand down.
Do not engage the target.
CORRINE: Shane's an hour late.
This doesn't feel right.
DUTCH: Thinking Mara got cold feet, spilled to Shane?
Claudette, they're not coming.
CORRINE: What if Vic figured out that I was working with you?
That's why he sent Ronnie.
CORRINE: Jesus Christ.
DUTCH: Okay, she's losing it.
Why didn't you give me something so I could hear you?
Somebody talk to me.
Okay, call it. Yeah.
All units, abort.
JULIEN [ON PHONE]: Copy that.
Goddamn it!
So now what?
Bottom line, we gotta hunker down
while they sweat the streets
on account of the president coming.
The real danger is that they know you think like a cop.
So they're expecting you to hit certain targets,
but they don't know how I think.
If you got an idea on how we can score
some cash, baby, lay it on me. Safe at the real estate company.
Come on.
No, there's a lock box
where the coordinator keeps the checks for escrow.
Mara, if I can't knock over a stash house,
what makes you think we'll walk into a bank
and cash a bunch of stolen checks
made out to a goddamn escrow company?
They also keep the checks for apartment rentals.
First, last security deposit.
So?
So most of the time they're cashiers checks.
Folks in the hood don't have checking accounts.
Well, I can pass a cashiers check, no problem,
but I don't know about cracking into a safe.
No, no, I have the combination.
I've been filling in for the assistant manager
on maternity leave.
So I'll grab the checks and go.
No, it's too dangerous.
Only people there are cleaning crew. They know me.
Don't know you're a fugitive?
They're illiterate and don't speak English.
[SCOFFS]
I'll go in.
I don't want the mother of this little girl
in harm's way any more than she already is.
Ha. For a guy in a close race,
you'd think you'd have more pressing matters
than to stalk me for my vote.
I've been looking into the circumstances
surrounding Pezuela's suicide.
And here I thought you'd miss the prick.
Interesting fact surfaced when I reached out to my contacts
at the coroner's office.
Cruz Pezuela ate a bullet less than 24 hours ago,
yet his body is already back in Mexico.
Why waste time taking out the garbage?
Asuicide in L.A. County,
coroner's required to perform an autopsy,
but he never had the chance.
That's because Pezuela isn't dead.
Is he?
[CHUCKLES]
I got some place to be.
We can debate the eternal qualities of the soul
at another time.
Is Pezuela testifying? What's he saying about me?
I played my cards, you played yours.
I took the pot, I win.
Now, step away from the table.
Game over.
No, I still have one more card to play.
I'll go to Beltran and tell him Pezuela is alive and testifying.
I will wreck this investigation
before I let you and Olivia cut me out.
What makes you more afraid?
Being denied your legacy as the great brown reformer?
Or it coming out that your campaign
is financed with dope money?
We have a common cause.
Are you asking me to be your friend?
I'm asking that we both respect the other's endgame.
RONNIE: Hey, how goes it?
Fine.
Claudette had you out on something?
Checking a lead.
Something on Shane?
Turned out to be nothing.
HEY-
Everything okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
Polk's back from San Diego. I'm gonna go see him.
You got that covered?
Yup.
Great.
OLIVIA: Well, what about drugs?
Our intel says the cartel's a major supplier
across the Southwest.
Beltran never mentioned any drugs.
This guy's all about banks.
The scale of this thing,
infrastructure, transportation, security.
Looks like they're planning to wash half the Mexican GNP.
Chaffee wants to imbed a couple of our agents with you.
It's time for me to pull Ronnie Gardocki into this thing.
We'd rather use our end.
This isn't the time to play Getting to Know You.
Ronnie and I have a short hand.
I need Beltran to feel he's got
reach in the police department.
I can't say yes. That's the way it's gotta be.
Meanwhile, this is yours.
Pezuela's blackmail file on you.
I just found it.
If I'm honest, I was tempted to hold onto it.
Pull an Aceveda. Use it to squeeze you.
Thank you.
I just gave away any leverage I ever had on you.
Now I'm out of a job
and I'm cozying up to the most dangerous men
in the Mexican cartel.
And even if I fool Beltran long enough to stay alive,
I've got no future I can plan on past tomorrow.
I need a place to land.
Can I count on you for that?
SHANE: Excuse me, mi amigo. Hey, mi amigo.
Si?
Buenas tardes. Let's go. Get back.
Silencio. Silencio. Silencio. Silencio.
Be quiet. Be quiet.
In the back. In the back.
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
Hey, come on, let's go. Let's go. Right there.
Be quiet.
Be quiet. Be quiet. Silencio.
On the floor, damn it. On the floor.
Hit the deck, damn it. Right now.
Down. Down.
God.
All right.
Right, 32. Left...
Hey, shut up, I'm trying to think here.
Twenty-seven right, 16.
Okay, 32 left, 37 right, 16.
Shit.
Okay.
All right, anyone moves, morto, morto.
Mara. Mara, come on.
I got...
Bring him.
Just bring him, come on.
Let's go. God.
SHANE: Hurry up.
God. What?
That goddamn safe.
Okay, I dialed right 32, left 27, right 16.
You have to pass 27 twice, remember?
Stop on it the third time, and then right to 16.
I don't know what that means.
Oh, God. Here, take him.
Hey, Jackson. Be still, buddy.
Be still. Be still, okay?
Buddy, that's it, huh?
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH] What?
Okay, we've got it.
Gracias.
So how'd we do?
Five thousand, give or take.
That will work.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Shane didn't show up today?
What happened? I was worried.
Job interview came up at the last minute.
I had no choice.
Job interview?
Yeah, a position opened up with the feds.
I really have a shot.
Good benefits,
and obviously, we're gonna need it.
Corrine, I am so sorry I left you on the hook today.
I did not want to do that to you.
We sure as hell would have heard if Shane got popped.
Anything happen at the park that might have spooked him?
It was just me and the crackheads.
Listen, just get this money out of here, okay?
It makes me nervous.
Keep it.
Shane might call back,
and if he doesn't, use it for the kids.
Where did this money come from?
All that matters now
is it's in good hands.
Please tell me
when this is gonna be over.
Soon.
Hi, Dad.
Hey, kid, how are you?
Cassidy, get to bed.
You have an early morning tomorrow.
Just wanna show Dad my math test.
Got a 98.
You got a 98.
That's great, kid.
You're really pulling it together, aren't you?
Thanks. Trying.
Vic.
What? She earned it.
Okay, Dad. Love you.
I love you too.
I'll fax you a list of all the L.A. kids we met with
soon as I get back to Dallas.
That could be helpful.
Just know that usually, a sit-down for me involves
a coach, overprotective mother, sometimes a family minister.
With Rhodes, I had a meet-cute
with some inked out thug in baggy clothes and a grill.
Got me wondering if offering him a scholarship was a good idea.
For all we know, that thug could have been
a show of respect for Cardell.
Make sure he wasn't taken advantage of.
By who, me?
I walk into a place like this, I'm Mr. Opportunity.
Money, education, chance to get out of a shitty environment.
That cuts both ways.
In your job, you destroy more dreams than you make come true.
That earns you some enemies.
Tell me about it.
Last year, I had a mother come after me with a baseball bat
after we took a pass on her kid.
Same block as Cardell.
How random is that?
[DOOR OPENS]
JULIEN: Thanks for bringing Verna down here.
I didn't want her coming by herself,
picking up her boy's things.
Did they find who did this?
Not yet.
Never found the gang member
that murdered your son last year either.
No, they didn't.
You were at home at the time of today's shooting?
I was there watching my stories on television.
JULIEN: Did you hear the shots?
No, I...
I heard the siren, though.
Then my neighbor came knocking on the door.
If you care about your friend,
you'll help me solve this case.
Save Verna a lot of pain.
RONNIE: All you gotta do is tell the truth.
Of course.
You knew Darren Polk was in that truck, didn't you?
He the same man that recruited your son?
He promised Dion a scholarship,
a car, money, all kinds of things.
Then it just, what, all falls through?
Your son was shot and killed a little while after that.
Six months.
Shot my baby in the head at a bus stop.
Mia, as a mother who has lost a child,
tell me that you didn't know he was in that truck.
With them dark windows...
I didn't.
I didn't see Cardell.
And that's the truth.
I didn't see Cardell.
That man, he destroyed my boy,
and now he's lying
in the dirt when he should be running for touchdowns.
Shit.
Hey, I was just about to go upstairs and take...
Did you get it?
Called IAD. Got the paperwork started on Gardocki.
We'll be ready to hit him with an indictment
when the time comes.
It's fine.
Why don't you go home?
Because I've got work to do.
I, uh, talked to Danny.
Now that Vic's not here anymore, she's ready to come back,
help you take care of things again.
Seeing the bottom of my in-box is not a priority.
We'll get Vic.
At the moment, I'm, uh...
I'm a little bit more concerned about you.
You know, we can't expect justice out there
when we don't demand it in our own house.
Okay, so now you're
taking on the problems of the whole world?
Everything is not under your control.
If you don't like the way I'm handling this case,
you can always leave.
Olivia smelled Beltran's musk on me.
Made her wet.
We deliver,
ICE is gonna take care of both of us, I know it.
If we close the deal before Shane gets caught.
He and Mara just have to stay invisible
for another day or two.
What do you make of Shane taking a pass
on that bag of free money?
He was just giving us busy work.
Keeping us so we couldn't look for him.
Jesus, this is cutting it close.
Hey, a little ulcer never hurt anyone.
Say hello to my friend, Ronnie Gardocki.
Mucho gusto.
He speaks highly of your character and your abilities.
He taught me everything I know.
Boo Ray.
It's been a minute.
How's the family doing?
My peoples is doing good.
Glad to hear it.
Look, I need your help on a little business matter.
I'm tapped out. Come back another time.
Look, man, come on, you know these are as good as cash.
All the favors I did for you.
Looking the other way while you ran your weed operation.
Come on, you owe me, homey.
[REGISTER DINGS]
I will make it up to you.
Got yourself in a spot.
Yeah, don't believe everything you hear.
This is 2 grand light.
Fifty cents on the dollar.
That's pretty steep vig.
Look, it's unacceptable.
Give me 75 cents, we'll call it even.
I got enough trouble. I got a kid.
I got another one on the way.
Walk away, white man,
or I dial 911.
Put the phone down.
You're not a snitch, man.
Giving up a killer cop ain't snitching in my hood.
[BELL DINGS]
[DOOR OPENS]
It's the best I could do.
Anyway, it's down payment on us getting out of here.
I thought you said this guy was your friend.
That he owed you bigtime.
Baby, come here.
Moving forward.
I guess we both need to embrace the reality
that neither one of us has a friend in the world.
Except each other.
[TIT]