L.A.'s Finest (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - The Curse of the Black Pearl - full transcript
With McKenna's help, Syd searches for Jen's Killer as she grieves the loss of her friend.
SYD: Last season
onL.A.'s Finest...
[GRUNTS]
NANCY: LAPD!
Unlike my partner here,
I notified for backup.
What the hell
are you doing here?
I got this.
Clearly.
NANCY: This family
means everything to me.
Being a teenager is really hard.
I just want you to know
that I'm here for you.
Family stuff,
it's a little hard for me.
My cop dad?
He wasn't even around.
SYD: The kids
are being held on a yacht.
Let 'em go
and we'll talk business.
[EXPLOSION]
Izzy! Izzy!
SYD: We're okay!
You gave me back something
that Warren took from me.
A family.
What's your name?
Jen.
Hey, sleepyhead.
Syd, you need to hurry.
Something's happened.
Dad, what's going on? It's Jen.
She's dead.
[TIRES SQUEALING]
♪♪ Yeah
♪♪ One time for the real ones
♪♪ Yeah, one time for the, hey
♪♪ Tell me, is it L.A.?
♪♪ Is it drinks by the beach,
are you well-paid?
♪♪ Do you fiend for the freaks,
are you self-made?
♪♪ I'm a beast off the leash,
you can't shelve me
♪♪ For what else pays,
I've been stealth-paid
♪♪ On the low, making dough...
Frat pack on the couch.
And wipe that smile
off your face.
You're here to serve drinks.
And they're here to party.
Yes, ma'am.
♪♪ I'm-a eat 'cause
they sweet like some sorbet
♪♪ And I'm lowercase,
I need more ways
♪♪ I need more space,
everybody need me there...
You've outdone yourself,
Jeffries.
♪♪ Around the lower names,
I've been trying to tell these...
♪♪ That I'm working,
I've been trying
♪♪ To tell them not to... ♪♪
DEALER: And the gentleman folds.
How did you risk
what you did on a draw?
SYD: I pulled my card from
the river, but... [SIGHS]
...that's not what
you meant, was it?
Okay, okay, I'll play.
You. Honey, you squint.
Just a little bit,
every single time you have a hand.
But that's probably just you
being focused on hiding an old tell.
You, you play too loose.
But you don't mind
the hundred, two blinds
'cause that's just fun and this
is just the cost of fun. Right?
You... You hate to lose.
Which is why I'm not gonna
tell you how I beat you.
So I win twice.
I want you for the night.
[CHUCKLES] I bet you do.
I'm not for sale.
I'm here shopping just like you.
NANCY: Drinks, anyone?
No? You, sir?
Drinks?
[WHISPERING]
Private security, armed,
front door and hallway. Okay?
[WHISPERING]
We need a distraction.
Me? No. That's your job.
No. WOMAN: Hey, cocktails.
[SIGHS]
Mr. Jeffries wants you.
His friend likes to slum it
with the help.
I thought I was just
supposed to serve drinks here.
You've been promoted.
Slum it? Slumming it?
I know. That was excessive.
I mean... As if.
These guys would be lucky
to have some of this.
All of that. Stay here.
[INHALES SHARPLY]
How you doing?
Thank you. Appreciate it.
Hi. Mr. Jeffries? Hi.
Hi. I'm Todd. Hi, Todd.
This is my friend Todd.
And, um, he likes to watch.
Uh, what-what, watch what?
I like to watch. With his eyes.
Oh, you like to watch.
Yeah. Oh.
Oh... [SCOFFS] TODD: Oh.
Ha! Oh, he likes to watch.
He likes to watch.
He likes to watch.
Yes,
he does. So let's do that. Oh. Sure.
Crafty. All right.
Ready?
Oh, I'm ready.
NANCY: First... TODD: Ooh.
Little help here? [SIGHS]
Oh, oh.
TODD: Oh, I love this.
This is... I'm in heaven.
Is this what heaven's like?
I am in heaven. Hey, hey!
What are you doing?
I like to watch.
Oh. Ah.
But, ladies, I like to watch.
What's going on?
I can't see anything.
[DOOR OPENS]
Can you describe it to me?
Oh, anticipation. I see.
Just making me wait. Oh, yeah.
Jeffries' office is this way.
[WOMAN MOANING IN DISTANCE]
[DEVICE TRILLING]
[MAN GRUNTING] WOMAN: Let me up,
let me up, let me up!
[BEEPS, WHIRS]
♪♪ ♪♪
We've got to find that necklace.
It's in here somewhere.
[DEVICE TRILLING]
[BEEPS] Here we go.
It's not here. It's okay.
Keep looking. We have time.
It's not here! [SHUSHES]
[WHISPERS] Don't be so loud.
[WOMAN SCREAMING]
WOMAN: I said stop!
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
Syd, come on. Let's go.
Wait, just-just a second.
Hold on. [WOMAN SCREAMING]
WOMAN: Get off...
You're hurting me!
Just-just... Okay.
[MUFFLED CRYING]
WOMAN: Parachute. Parachute!
That's the safe word!
Whup his ass.
But, you know, quickly.
Get off of me! Stop!
SYD: Oh, let her go.
Get off her!
You bitch-ass mother... [GRUNTS]
[BLOWS LANDING] MAN:
What's going on down there?
Oh, hell no. [SHOUTS]
[GRUNTS]
No means no!
Syd. Stairs. Come on.
SYD: Okay.
You take care of yourself.
And carry Mace.
♪♪ Look at these Little
Bo-Peeps trying to act...
NANCY: You never make it easy.
SYD: Oh, this is definitely
not my fault.
We had to do something.
NANCY: You're right,
but still, you always do this.
SYD: This? I always do this?
NANCY: Okay, maybe
not this exactly.
SYD: Yeah,
that's what I thought.
You don't even know
what this is.
NANCY: Yeah, well,
whatever it is, you always do it.
I told you we should have
brought our badges.
SYD: Where are you gonna
hide a badge in that dress?
NANCY: You said we were both
gonna be waitresses. What the hell, Syd?
SYD: Just shut up
and keep running.
♪♪ Second to none ♪♪
[THE SOLDIERS BY CASEPEAT
PLAYING, LYRICS IN KOREAN]
♪♪ Here we go... ♪♪
♪♪ ♪♪
Look, there's the champ!
Oh, my God. It's Ricky.
Ricky. Ricky!
MAN 1: There's Ricky Leon!
MAN 2: Ooh!
[ALL CLAMORING] [FIREWORK POPS]
MAN 3: Ricky, I've seen
all your fights!
Mean face like this. [STRAINS]
Ricky, Ricky!
Can we get a picture?
Do you like boxing? Huh?
Ricky, take a selfie with me!
[CAMERAS CLICKING]
Aw, you're the best, man!
26 knockouts, man!
Orale! Orale! You did it.
You did it. You did it!
K.O.! Remember-remember
you pulled me
off the Guerrero brothers right
over here? Right there, yeah.
You told me to only use
my fists for money and good.
Yeah,
and now you making that good money.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Oh, man. Oh...
Whew. Look at us now.
The Ricky Leon Community Center.
[LAUGHS]
Taking kids off the street.
Like you did for
me. [LAUGHS] Hey.
MAN: Reuben.
Choi's here. LEON:
Where is he at?
Dispacio. Dispacio.
[CLAMORING]
You guys don't see
what's happening.
We are here for you.
This is for the community here.
You guys don't see? You
guys are getting played.
Choi. Send these people home. Hey,
we're just celebrating, man, that's all.
Celebrating what?
What are we celebrating?
That my customers got
to find somewhere else?
That our property
values are going down?
Is that what we celebrating? No,
no, no. No.
We celebrating the crime
that you brought to K-Town?
That right? Watch your mouth.
Watch my mouth? Look,
my shop got tagged.
Right? And I know that
doesn't matter to you...
Her house got robbed,
bro. What's that got to do with us?
If you cared,
you'd actually know.
Victor's had his
van hit last week.
Right? You been
open for five months
and you brought a whole
crime wave with you!
We're just trying
to help these kids.
All right? We got nothing
to do with your crime wave.
Yeah? These thugs ain't from
here! Right? [CROWD SHOUTING]
You got bangers flocking to
our streets from everywhere.
What did you think
was gonna happen?
All right? You bring
trash to the neighborhood,
sometimes the neighborhood gets dirty,
right?
You calling my people trash?
MAN: Go back to Malibu!
[CLAMORING] REUBEN: No,
no, wait.
He's just trying to do right for
his neighborhood. That's all.
Look around. We built this
center to-to lift people up!
It's my hood,
too. I grew up in these streets.
Yeah, well, we still here. Okay?
And your little publicity stunt
is killing this neighborhood!
REUBEN: Get back, everybody.
Go on! Go back to the carnival.
Let him talk his piece.
Hey, look, homes,
now wait. We don't turn nobody away.
We could all use a little help,
all right?
I preached on these
streets for years.
I know you a kid from
the neighborhood.
I know you're a good kid.
I knew your dad. Your
dad was a good man.
He wouldn't want this.
No,
wait. I know you're good. I know...
I want you to use
some of that good
to see the good in these kids,
man.
A lot of mamas are using,
dads are drinking.
We-We're just trying to help.
MAN: Bullshit! Man... No,
no, come on.
No, all we're trying to do
is put a smile on their face.
MAN: I don't believe you!
No... I'm about that, Reub.
[CROWD SHOUTING] All right? I'm about that,
Reub.
But this punk Ricky...
[ALL CLAMORING]
We don't want you
here! [GUNFIRE]
[SCREAMING]
Reuben!
[ECHOES] Reuben!
Reuben. Reuben.
Reuben, no.
Reuben,
wake up. You're gonna be all right, man.
Reuben... Help! Help!
Reuben! Reuben,
you're gonna be all right.
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
Help!
No. Reuben.
No.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Morning.
Sorry. I had to pull
another all-nighter.
Nothing to worry about,
okay? Yeah, I know, Nance.
I got your texts. All of them.
Now that we're all here,
what do you guys think about
the new campaign slogan?
Oh.
It's, uh...
I mean, it's-it's printed, so...
Well, it's not my fault
the papers started
calling me Mr. Integrity.
Yeah,
it's just a little on the nose.
I'm late. So,
can I get a ride, Dad?
Sure. Just grab your stuff.
Is that my dress?
Oh, yeah. Sorry. I borrowed it,
but...
It works for you.
And it means I get to
borrow something of yours.
So, how was she this morning?
Fine. She got up early,
made me breakfast.
Kind of freaked me out.
You know,
she'll talk when she's ready.
Yeah,
I know. It's been six months
since she was kidnapped.
Well, you know,
we got to respect her process.
Takes time. I know,
but we can't even talk
to her about what really
happened 'cause of the damn
cleanup job your
boy at the DEA did.
Oh,
whoa. You are not putting this on me.
I didn't say it was your fault.
Really? My "boy at the DEA"?
I didn't even know the guy.
Oh, wait, but you,
you don't want to take the blame
for the part of the
cover-up that helped you
and your image,
and your campaign
and the things that really matter,
do you?
Can we not do this, please?
I mean, this is all we do.
Nance? What?
The fundraiser next week?
[SIGHS] Yep. Fundraiser.
I'll be there.
[QUIETLY] God damn it.
[DOOR CLOSES]
How'd it work?
Okay.
I just wish it was
worth the effort.
He didn't have Jen's necklace.
Wait,
you said it was gonna be there.
I know what I said,
Fletch, but it wasn't there.
Jeffries was the last
name on her client list.
The necklace lead
was always flimsy.
No, Dad,
the necklace lead was solid.
Jen had showed
me all of the jewelry
that her clients had bought her.
The only thing
that mattered to her
was that gold necklace
with the single black pearl.
She would have
never sold it off.
I mean,
her-her apartment was tossed,
and the only thing that's
missing is that necklace?
If it was a robbery,
everything would have been stolen.
Just that necklace?
That's the killer.
So none of the clients had it?
Did you not see me cross
the last name off the list?
We're back to square one.
Square one was when
you thought Jen's murder
had something to do with
your Gabriel Knox investigation.
Square one was when you stopped
eating and sleeping
until you proved it wasn't
because of anything you did.
Okay.
I heard Frost is
doing a good job.
I spoke to an old friend
at the Hollenbeck Precinct.
He says she's
working the case hard.
I don't think she's good enough.
Because she's not you? Exactly.
FLETCHER: Hey,
if we want to get the killer,
I been telling y'all
what we gotta do.
We just need the case file.
Are you high? A little bit.
I don't really
like it back here.
It gives me the heebie-jeebies.
You want to break into a
police station to steal the file?
This ain't 1970,
you jive turkey.
I can get the case
file from the bar.
You want to hack the LAPD?
This is what I do.
I'm game.
Whatever it takes.
We owe Jen that much.
All right,
I've got to get to work.
And you work on whatever
the code-worm-virus thing is
that you do. I love when
you talk computer to me, Syd.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
Ooh.
[LAUGHS]
[GRUNTING]
That's out. He's out.
All right, all right, all right,
all right. Hey, hey. Look.
It's just one-two, one-two,
one-two, one-two.
You got it?
Oh, okay. All right, all right.
So you get a little haircut,
so now you're Raging Bull.
I'm a power hitter,
okay? No, no, no, no.
That is a power hitter.
Dude... Damn.
He is 26-0.
20 by way of knockout.
[BELL RINGS]
I mean, he's got a right hook
that should be in a museum.
He's the middleweight
champion of the world.
Oh, shit, here he comes,
here he comes.
Are you gonna be okay?
No, I'm good,
I'm good. I'm fine.
You know, just like...
Yo.
I already talked to the police.
Yeah, we know,
but we'll only be a minute.
Is there anything else that you
can tell us about Reuben Velazquez?
He was the best guy I knew.
Spent his life trying to
uplift this neighborhood.
WALKER: All right. Well,
can you think of, uh,
anything or anyone out of
the ordinary that you noticed?
You mean besides
the protest? Mm-hmm.
No.
We opened the
center five months ago.
But we didn't have
a chance to celebrate
'cause I was in the
middle of training for a fight.
We finally had the
chance to do it big...
And this happens.
Well, can you think of anyone
who would have wanted to
harm Mr. Velazquez?
I already gave you my statement.
We read it. It was evasive.
Like a guy who thinks
that if he talks to the cops
that he's snitching.
We're just talking here, man.
We're... It's just us.
We got a witness who
says that he saw Gi Choi
at the head of the protest,
and that he was carrying a gun.
Look, carrying a gun around
here is not that uncommon.
We have to handle
our own business.
Choi hated me and Reuben,
and this center.
He felt like it brought
crime to the neighborhood.
Made him lose customers.
It's not my fault he hated
me 'cause of who I am.
And 'cause he thinks
I abandoned K-Town.
Well,
do you know where we can find Gi Choi?
I have no idea.
Thank you for your help.
Yo, I've seen all your fights.
Thank you.
Let's get out of here. You
hear him say "thank you"?
You're gonna get thrown off
this case for your man crush.
You know that,
right? It's not a man crush.
That's a man.
Yeah,
I thought Koreatown loved The Lion.
What's up with this Gi Choi guy?
[SCOFFS] Leon came
up like George and Weezy.
Half the old hood loves him,
the other half thinks
he sold out and forgot
where he came from.
We got our work cut out for us.
Shit, K-Town don't trust Five-O.
Okay, don't do that. What?
Try to sound cool.
I'm not trying to sound cool.
Koreatown doesn't
trust the LAPD.
Yeah, that's what I said.
No, you said,
"K-Town don't trust Five-O."
That's how I say it.
All right, whatever, man.
Let's let these guys
work the crime scene.
We gotta find Gi Choi.
♪♪ ♪♪
[DOOR CREAKS]
♪♪ ♪♪
[SHOWER RUNNING]
[FAUCET SQUEAKS, SHOWER STOPS]
[GASPS, SIGHS]
What the hell is wrong with
you? Where have you been?
Come on, Dulce,
why you busting my balls?
I had to handle
some things. Hmm?
Come here.
Here... [WHISPERS]
[DULCE CHUCKLES]
Why all the sneaking? Hmm?
Just tell the cops you
didn't do anything wrong.
Hey,
they said you had a gun on you.
It was for my protection.
Okay? We're gonna need more
now that Leon's
thugs are after me.
So tell the cops that.
Babe, I'm on parole.
They're liable to drop
me before I get a word out.
Hey, look, it's gonna be okay.
All right?
I hate you sometimes.
Yeah? And other times?
[CHUCKLES] Come here.
Hey,
it's gonna be all right. I promise.
Okay.
Come on. Hey.
♪♪ ♪♪
[BAINES BLOWING, SPUTTERING]
[GRUNTS] Ah.
[CUSHION SQUEAKS] [SIGHS]
What? I had a major ass injury.
What, do I need to show
you guys the pictures? Huh?
OTHERS: No. That's
not the update I came for.
Let's hear it,
Baines. All right, well,
suspect number one is Gi Choi.
He's AWOL from his
shop on Kenmore and 7th.
WALKER: He's common-law to a
woman named Dulce Rodriguez.
One kid,
Junu. Unis spoke to her earlier.
BAINES: She says
she hasn't seen Choi.
Leon confirmed he saw
Choi with a gun at the protest,
and Choi's girlfriend Dulce has
not seen him since the shooting.
Choi's got a record. Turns
out he shot and killed a guy
at his market eight years ago.
Did four years in
Lompoc for manslaughter.
Packing is a parole violation.
It's enough to bring him in.
All we got to do is find him,
but the hood ain't talking.
I used to teach in K-Town
and... BAINES: What?
You used to teach?
What did you teach?
Middle school.
Wait,
like-like Dangerous Minds middle school,
or like Big Little Lies
middle school? [LAUGHTER]
WALKER: Wait, hold on,
hold on. I want to know what you taught.
Like math, grammar...
English as a second language.
Sex ed. P.E.?
Sewing. That's why
your clothes are tight.
Okay, we're done. This is
not why I transferred to RHD.
Koreatown's full of immigrants
who don't trust the police.
They also resent
LAPD for ignoring them
and protecting Beverly Hills
and Brentwood during the riots.
Yeah, well, we were pretty
pissed in Highland Park, too.
Different time, different cops.
The results are the
same. Nobody's talking.
Well,
the phone records are singing.
Looks like Choi has been
talking to his old cellie.
A guy named Javier Fonseca.
Street name, Moco.
He's affiliated
with the Sly Boys.
He has active warrants.
Sly Boys hang out
at the Argyle House.
Pick him up.
Aw, shucks.
Baines,
do you need a wheelchair or something?
I-I can get it for you.
You taught comedy?
He taught comedy.
All right, listen,
I'll get rid of the waffle,
but if I have an ass relapse,
I'm coming after all of y'all.
Well, how you gonna catch us?
What?
[SPANISH HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
♪♪ ♪♪
WALKER: Moco Fonseca.
What do y'all want?
We've got a few questions.
We ain't got any answers.
Then we've got a few warrants.
SYD: Gun!
[GUNFIRE]
Cover me! SYD: Got it.
[SCREAMING]
We're not even here for you!
Why are you
making this difficult?
Come on, man, just stop!
[SHOUTING]
[SHOUTING CONTINUES]
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
Uh... Shoot him.
What? Shoot him!
I'm not gonna
sh... You shoot him.
I'm not gonna shoot
him. He's unarmed.
I don't want to end up on CNN.
Seriously?
This is some
bullshit! All right.
NANCY: Moco,
I'm gonna give you one shot to surrender!
Surrender this, bitch!
All right.
[SHOUTING]
Whoo! Just like Leon, baby!
Damn!
That's my partner.
[WATER SPLASHING]
I told you. One shot.
Crazy, man.
You. Purple thing.
Get out of here.
NANCY: Where's Gi Choi? Who?
We don't have time to haul your
ass in. There's a killer on the loose.
Start talking,
or we start shooting.
Y'all ain't gonna
shoot me. You're cops.
God, not with my gun, you idiot.
Come on.
Get in there.
SYD: Yeah. Yeah.
Oh, cute, cute.
Give me something.
Cute. [CAMERA CLICKING]
Oh, let me get in this.
Aah!
Hashtag CellBitchForLife?
Hashtag BottomsUp? Hashtag...
Cops and robbers? Yeah.
SYD: Listen, you really think the Sly
Boys are gonna have any use for you
once our relationship
goes Facebook official?
Look, Choi crashed at my crib last night,
a'ight?
Left early this morning.
Something about having
to check in on his rug rat.
But look,
I doubt he'll stay in one place too long,
'cause Leon's boys
think he killed Reuben.
And they ain't
gonna let that lie.
Rug rat? Is that Dulce's son?
I'm surprised y'all
know about that.
They don't exactly advertise.
Why not? Leon-Langford fight.
Ricky hit that fool so hard,
he shit hisself.
Live. On pay-per-view.
Wait. But what the hell does
that have to do with anything?
If I was smashing Ricky's girl,
I'd keep it on the down low,
too.
So Choi and Leon's
ex are together?
Well,
I guess Reuben Velazquez's murder
was about a little bit more
than a community center.
Yeah. All right. Yeah.
Hold on. Where y'all going?
SYD: Unis are headed up.
Y'all gonna delete those pics,
right?
BAINES: What you got?
Moco said that Choi's girlfriend,
Dulce,
she used to be with Leon.
Moco, Dulce? It sounds like
I'm ordering a latte or something,
man.
Ugh. You know that "moco"means
booger in Spanish, right?
I didn't. And that's disgusting.
So, if Booger's right,
then Leon's boys are probably
gonna be looking
for revenge on Choi.
We got to be careful.
All right, so we'll put uniforms
on Moco and Dulce's places
just in case, and then we'll interview
Dulce when we have eyes on her.
Now it's just a waiting game.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
♪♪ ♪♪
FROST: Detective Burnett.
Hey. Hi.
First place. That's impressive.
Ah, yeah, well,
fantasy baseball is my happy place.
What can I do for you?
Just came to see how
Jen's case was going.
Oh, wow. All these pop-ins.
You could just
transfer to Hollenbeck.
Save you the drive. [CHUCKLES]
Just, uh,
wanted to know if there was any progress,
you know.
Anything you want to share?
[EXHALES] I mean,
you know I can't do that.
I-I already shared
the client list,
and that really didn't
get us anywhere.
Look,
you've had the case for a while.
I mean, if it goes cold...
Your name is Frost,
the cold case jokes write themselves,
I mean...
[LAUGHS] Well,
I've heard worse. Believe me.
You know what? How about this:
I promise to back
off if you promise
that if you get stuck,
you call me.
I'd appreciate that, Syd. Uh...
Detective Burnett. I'm sorry.
No-no. No. Call me Syd.
You know what? You...
You should call me.
I would love to hang out, yeah.
Really? Yeah.
Okay. Let me give
you my number. Yeah.
No-no-no, just ping me.
Oh. Right. Of course.
Um...
Let's see, settings...
AirDrop. [PHONE VIBRATES]
Did you get it? Got it.
Cool. Yeah.
Okay. [CHUCKLES] Cool. Cool.
I'll, um, I'll see you.
Come on, babe. We got to go.
Did you grab your homework? Yes,
Mom.
Okay.
Good morning,
Dulce. Detective Walker.
This is Detective Baines. Go get
Choi. We have a warrant for his arrest.
He's not here.
Yeah, well,
we know he's been around.
Where is he?
I have no idea. He
doesn't need to hear this.
Junu, go sit down. It's okay.
How old are you,
little man? Eight.
Eight! That is my
favorite number. High five.
WALKER: Apologize for the intrusion,
but...
BAINES: Look. You
see that guy over there
with the Sinead
O'Connor haircut?
Me and him, we're the good guys.
Where were you good guys
when my house got
robbed last week? Oh.
So that sounds like a motive.
Choi's just protecting his girl?
No.
That real? This? Of course.
There you go.
We don't trust the po-po.
Oh. You don't trust the po-po?
[LAUGHS] Well,
I guess this has got to go-go.
Look here, man.
We ain't all like
what you heard.
Something bad
happened and right now,
we're here to help stop any
more bad things from happening.
Now, your mother's friend,
Mr. Choi,
have you seen him?
[PHONE RINGING]
[SIGHS]
We're here to help him.
DULCE: I got to take this.
We think he might be in trouble.
[DULCE SPEAKING QUIETLY]
He was here. Doing his work.
He said something big is coming.
WALKER: All right, maybe you can
help us understand all this animosity
towards Reuben's
center? Towards Leon?
Because Leon is a no-good thug
and has no business
coming back here.
Okay. Well, what about Gi?
Gi would never do anything to
get himself sent back to prison.
He loves us. He loves his shop.
He puts everything
he has into that place.
All he wants to do is protect
it before he goes broke.
How old is Junu again?
[CLAPS HANDS] Thank
you for your time. Wait, what?
The lady said Gi Choi didn't do anything,
let's go.
But... Let's go. Hey,
little man. Check you later.
Yo,
what was that? I know where to find Choi.
Huh? There was some
paperwork on the counter.
There's a huge shipment
of oysters coming in
this afternoon. Oysters?
You heard her.
He loves the shop.
He killed to protect it.
A spike in crime is killing the business,
right?
Now,
if you had a huge shipment coming in,
and you didn't trust the hood,
wouldn't you be
there to get it? Huh?
All right. [LAUGHS]
I hate to brag,
but damn, I'm good! Well,
then just don't brag.
No,
I'm good. You didn't see me looking.
I think you actually enjoy
bragging. Instead of a no-look pass,
I gave you a no-look clue.
WALKER: Just call
Syd and McKenna.
Got eyes on Choi.
Careful. This could
be our shooter.
Here come the oysters.
Where's Eugene?
Oh,
Eugene ain't coming. [TIRES SCREECHING]
Uh-uh.
NANCY: Whoa! Hands up, Choi!
[GROANING] Okay. Come on. Okay.
I told you I was a power hitter!
[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]
I didn't do nothing!
We got a gun!
BAINES: Oh... Hey, Syd.
The bullets we found in
Reuben Velazquez were from a...
Nine millimeter.
Winner, winner, fish dinner.
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
[MUFFLED CHATTER]
[SIREN WHOOPS]
CHOI: I didn't do nothing.
You all got the wrong guy.
[DOOR CLOSES]
I didn't shoot nobody. Lately.
Excuse me?
You heard me. You didn't shoot nobody,
lately.
Yeah,
you shot somebody eight years ago.
[LAUGHS SOFTLY]
SYD: Did four years
for manslaughter.
We found your gun, Choi.
NANCY: Yeah,
it's in the lab now.
We're running ballistics and fingerprints,
so...
Well, like I told you,
I ain't shoot nobody,
so good luck with that.
Oh,
and what you can't see in this picture.
Is the baseball bat this
guy was beating my dad with
over the cost of a six-pack.
See, I saved my dad's life.
I was protecting my own.
Jury thought I used
excessive force.
Who's to say you weren't
protecting your own now?
I heard that you had a problem
with Reuben and
Leon's community center.
Kenmore and 7th is your neighborhood,
too, right?
Reub...
Reuben was a good dude.
Okay? I would
never do him like that.
Well, that's interesting,
because, you know, maybe...
You were aiming at Leon.
Now look here,
I-I hear what you're saying, right?
The center's bringing
in thugs from all over,
the block ain't safe no more,
your shop's losing business,
Junu can't play outside no more.
Oh, he just turned eight years old,
too.
That's a good-looking kid. Hey.
You know who he reminds
me of? BAINES: You know...
I'm glad you mentioned that.
Now, see, Choi,
be real with me.
Is Leon the baby daddy?
Because that would mean
that-that him and your girl
were, like, bow-chicka bow-bow.
Ricky ain't the
man you think he is.
Yeah,
he turned his back on his family,
his responsibilities,
to go chase his millions.
And now he wants to come back,
step into Junu's life
after I've been the
one raising him?
[SCOFFS] Nah.
Hey, Ricky ain't the...
The-the "champ"
that everybody sees on TV.
I know who he really is.
We done?
Ballistics came back on the gun.
It's not the murder weapon.
Being a vocal opponent of the community
center hardly makes Choi a killer.
He was still in violation of
his parole with possession,
but it's your call.
Well, the longer we hold him, the more
the streets are gonna think he's guilty.
Yeah, let's just cut him loose.
Uh, hey, Calloway, Calloway.
Yo, were you, like,
Dead Poets Society?
No, no, he was more like
the principal in Breakfast Club.
"Mess with the bull..."
Let's just say my
time in the classroom
is what convinced me
I should become a cop.
Oh. What does that mean?
What does that mean? I don't
know. You know, the dude is...
BAINES: He's mysterious.
So what are we gonna do?
We're gonna think
about this case
while we follow up
on the other. Is it time?
SYD: Almost. I'll
pick you up later.
What's up?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[IN ENGLISH] Who?
Choi.
[IN ENGLISH] Don't even
trip. We got your back.
Where y'all coming from?
We paid the fish market a visit.
Y'all think it's a game. Is it funny? Ha,
ha, ha, ha.
It's a game. Let
me see your hands.
[SIREN WAILING]
[COMPUTER CHIMES]
There we go.
Your girl Frost is a
sucker for fantasy baseball.
Told you. I'm in
there like swimwear.
It's gonna take me a little
bit to find the file, though.
Yeah,
hit me when you got something.
Yeah.
SYD: Thanks for spending
your night off with me.
NANCY: I'm in no
hurry to get home.
SYD: Say it.
Come on.
Okay.
Growing up,
all I wanted was to
get away from my life.
Right?
So I joined the Navy,
and-and when I got out,
I-I came back because...
I needed to look after Nico.
But I knew the only way
that I was gonna be able
to not make the same choices
was to set myself up,
you know? Uh...
For example, I was a thief,
so I became a cop.
You know? And, um, I was in...
In love with a criminal...
So you married Patrick.
I...
I don't know if I was ever
really in love with him.
I-I think,
I think I was in love with his life.
You know? He was so safe.
But now,
every time I walk into that house,
my God, I just feel guilty.
I feel terrible.
About Izzy and Dante
and everyone's
life that I ruined.
I don't even know
who I am anymore.
You didn't ruin anybody's life.
SYD: Okay, here we go.
[BRAKES SQUEAK]
[VAN DOOR SLIDES OPEN]
What the hell is that?
SYD: It's a
freakin' furry party.
[DOOR CLOSES]
What's a furry party?
You've got Google.
Don't make me the pervert
that has to explain everything.
Why would...
Why is Frost running this down?
I mean,
what the hell is this? I don't know.
This is, this is the place
where... That she wrote down.
She-she wrote down this-this time,
this location.
[DOOR OPENS] I don't...
Yo.
Is that Frost?
[NANCY CHUCKLES] Yo.
NANCY: [LAUGHS] Whoa.
Well, that's a pretty,
shiny pony over there.
Plot twist. Okay.
My bad.
No. You're not... You're
not even curious? No.
Nope. I mean,
I'm sure we can find
a freakin' costume around
here. Nope. I'm good.
Maybe we can just pop in and,
you know,
see what's going on.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Bet there's, like,
a bubble room or something.
Lots of psychedelics.
I have homework.
Need help? A.P. Bio.
I withdraw my offer.
Hey.
You forgot the best part.
[CHUCKLES]
Thanks.
You okay?
You barely touched your food.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm just, uh...
You know, work, stress stuff.
There's a lot on my mind.
You know, um, I'm gonna...
I have to head back to
the office for something.
Be safe.
♪♪ ♪♪
Here's your wine.
Thank you so much.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Voila.
Took the liberty again.
And there you go.
Neat?
Oh,
shit. Sorry. The cube melted.
Hey, can I get a tequila,
single cube, please?
[SIGHS]
So, you go first this time.
Mm, nah. I've had a day.
You go first. Okay.
I got it. Hand model.
Whoa. That was terrible.
Hand model?
Yeah. Nailed it.
Well,
you're definitely not a hand model agent.
Yeah. That's cute.
I see what you did.
That's very cute.
What do you mean? I
see what you're doing.
That's a guess. That
counts. That is not a guess.
That's-that's just
process of elimination.
That's just, you know... Okay.
Your turn. Officially.
Um...
There's a clock.
I'm married.
Married? Yeah.
Well, I guess that could be work,
but technically, it's still not a job.
Because I don't get paid.
Look, um...
Obviously, I'm not married,
but I'm not here
to wreck anybody's home,
either, honestly.
I just, I like talking to you.
Nothing wrong with that, right?
I like talking to you,
too. Thank you.
[PHONE CHIMES]
Shit.
[SIGHS] I got to go.
Duty calls.
If you really want
to know the answer,
it's under there, okay?
Your choice.
I'll see you around, hand model.
[PHONE RINGING]
SYD: What do you got?
FLETCHER: Yo,
Detective Frost is dirty.
I copied Jen's case
file off her system.
It's been digitally manipulated.
What? How? Your little pony
has deleted names
off of Jen's client lists.
And you were right.
That girl loves her
fantasy baseball. Um...
Look, I'm gonna come... Uh,
I'll hit you right back.
All right. Bye-bye.
What is it?
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
You ever gonna tell us
what happened in that class?
Why you became a cop?
That story...
Is not for everybody.
[PANTING]
♪♪ ♪♪
Thanks for calling
me. All right.
Leon and a bunch of his boys
is heading over to Choi's place.
You think they're
going after Choi?
Leon thinks he killed Reuben.
All right. Let's go.
Yo.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Congratulations. Yeah, you know,
all of this because of you.
Right? Yeah, some thugs
from the center think I'm
the one who killed Reuben.
Hey, we're just doing our job.
Hey!
Whoa.
What the hell you doing here,
Rick?
You got some balls, man,
coming back here after this?
What you want, man?
We just want to
help you clean up.
Yeah, we don't want your help,
you sellout.
Some of my boys made a mistake,
all right? Yeah.
But I can't let that
ruin my center.
[SCOFFS] Yeah.
Just want to help.
[SNIFFLES] [CAMERAS CLICKING]
For the cameras. Right.
For the show. Right, Rick?
Just like everything else
you do. Fake.
I want to do the right thing,
because that's what
Reuben would've wanted.
For this neighborhood.
Me and you got a personal beef.
But don't let that
get in the way
of getting
these people together.
For the neighborhood?
Your boys can help in the store.
Gotta get everything
back on ice.
LEON: Come on.
[SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
WALKER: Man, you're missing out.
BAINES: I don't get down
with Asian food, man.
What? There's either no heat,
or a practical joke
amount of heat.
And why don't
they ever have cheese?
Don't they have cows in Korea?
Of course they got cows.
I just ordered...
[SCREAMING] [CAR ALARMS BLARING]
♪♪ Na, na, na, na-na
♪♪ Na, na, na, na-na ♪♪
onL.A.'s Finest...
[GRUNTS]
NANCY: LAPD!
Unlike my partner here,
I notified for backup.
What the hell
are you doing here?
I got this.
Clearly.
NANCY: This family
means everything to me.
Being a teenager is really hard.
I just want you to know
that I'm here for you.
Family stuff,
it's a little hard for me.
My cop dad?
He wasn't even around.
SYD: The kids
are being held on a yacht.
Let 'em go
and we'll talk business.
[EXPLOSION]
Izzy! Izzy!
SYD: We're okay!
You gave me back something
that Warren took from me.
A family.
What's your name?
Jen.
Hey, sleepyhead.
Syd, you need to hurry.
Something's happened.
Dad, what's going on? It's Jen.
She's dead.
[TIRES SQUEALING]
♪♪ Yeah
♪♪ One time for the real ones
♪♪ Yeah, one time for the, hey
♪♪ Tell me, is it L.A.?
♪♪ Is it drinks by the beach,
are you well-paid?
♪♪ Do you fiend for the freaks,
are you self-made?
♪♪ I'm a beast off the leash,
you can't shelve me
♪♪ For what else pays,
I've been stealth-paid
♪♪ On the low, making dough...
Frat pack on the couch.
And wipe that smile
off your face.
You're here to serve drinks.
And they're here to party.
Yes, ma'am.
♪♪ I'm-a eat 'cause
they sweet like some sorbet
♪♪ And I'm lowercase,
I need more ways
♪♪ I need more space,
everybody need me there...
You've outdone yourself,
Jeffries.
♪♪ Around the lower names,
I've been trying to tell these...
♪♪ That I'm working,
I've been trying
♪♪ To tell them not to... ♪♪
DEALER: And the gentleman folds.
How did you risk
what you did on a draw?
SYD: I pulled my card from
the river, but... [SIGHS]
...that's not what
you meant, was it?
Okay, okay, I'll play.
You. Honey, you squint.
Just a little bit,
every single time you have a hand.
But that's probably just you
being focused on hiding an old tell.
You, you play too loose.
But you don't mind
the hundred, two blinds
'cause that's just fun and this
is just the cost of fun. Right?
You... You hate to lose.
Which is why I'm not gonna
tell you how I beat you.
So I win twice.
I want you for the night.
[CHUCKLES] I bet you do.
I'm not for sale.
I'm here shopping just like you.
NANCY: Drinks, anyone?
No? You, sir?
Drinks?
[WHISPERING]
Private security, armed,
front door and hallway. Okay?
[WHISPERING]
We need a distraction.
Me? No. That's your job.
No. WOMAN: Hey, cocktails.
[SIGHS]
Mr. Jeffries wants you.
His friend likes to slum it
with the help.
I thought I was just
supposed to serve drinks here.
You've been promoted.
Slum it? Slumming it?
I know. That was excessive.
I mean... As if.
These guys would be lucky
to have some of this.
All of that. Stay here.
[INHALES SHARPLY]
How you doing?
Thank you. Appreciate it.
Hi. Mr. Jeffries? Hi.
Hi. I'm Todd. Hi, Todd.
This is my friend Todd.
And, um, he likes to watch.
Uh, what-what, watch what?
I like to watch. With his eyes.
Oh, you like to watch.
Yeah. Oh.
Oh... [SCOFFS] TODD: Oh.
Ha! Oh, he likes to watch.
He likes to watch.
He likes to watch.
Yes,
he does. So let's do that. Oh. Sure.
Crafty. All right.
Ready?
Oh, I'm ready.
NANCY: First... TODD: Ooh.
Little help here? [SIGHS]
Oh, oh.
TODD: Oh, I love this.
This is... I'm in heaven.
Is this what heaven's like?
I am in heaven. Hey, hey!
What are you doing?
I like to watch.
Oh. Ah.
But, ladies, I like to watch.
What's going on?
I can't see anything.
[DOOR OPENS]
Can you describe it to me?
Oh, anticipation. I see.
Just making me wait. Oh, yeah.
Jeffries' office is this way.
[WOMAN MOANING IN DISTANCE]
[DEVICE TRILLING]
[MAN GRUNTING] WOMAN: Let me up,
let me up, let me up!
[BEEPS, WHIRS]
♪♪ ♪♪
We've got to find that necklace.
It's in here somewhere.
[DEVICE TRILLING]
[BEEPS] Here we go.
It's not here. It's okay.
Keep looking. We have time.
It's not here! [SHUSHES]
[WHISPERS] Don't be so loud.
[WOMAN SCREAMING]
WOMAN: I said stop!
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
Syd, come on. Let's go.
Wait, just-just a second.
Hold on. [WOMAN SCREAMING]
WOMAN: Get off...
You're hurting me!
Just-just... Okay.
[MUFFLED CRYING]
WOMAN: Parachute. Parachute!
That's the safe word!
Whup his ass.
But, you know, quickly.
Get off of me! Stop!
SYD: Oh, let her go.
Get off her!
You bitch-ass mother... [GRUNTS]
[BLOWS LANDING] MAN:
What's going on down there?
Oh, hell no. [SHOUTS]
[GRUNTS]
No means no!
Syd. Stairs. Come on.
SYD: Okay.
You take care of yourself.
And carry Mace.
♪♪ Look at these Little
Bo-Peeps trying to act...
NANCY: You never make it easy.
SYD: Oh, this is definitely
not my fault.
We had to do something.
NANCY: You're right,
but still, you always do this.
SYD: This? I always do this?
NANCY: Okay, maybe
not this exactly.
SYD: Yeah,
that's what I thought.
You don't even know
what this is.
NANCY: Yeah, well,
whatever it is, you always do it.
I told you we should have
brought our badges.
SYD: Where are you gonna
hide a badge in that dress?
NANCY: You said we were both
gonna be waitresses. What the hell, Syd?
SYD: Just shut up
and keep running.
♪♪ Second to none ♪♪
[THE SOLDIERS BY CASEPEAT
PLAYING, LYRICS IN KOREAN]
♪♪ Here we go... ♪♪
♪♪ ♪♪
Look, there's the champ!
Oh, my God. It's Ricky.
Ricky. Ricky!
MAN 1: There's Ricky Leon!
MAN 2: Ooh!
[ALL CLAMORING] [FIREWORK POPS]
MAN 3: Ricky, I've seen
all your fights!
Mean face like this. [STRAINS]
Ricky, Ricky!
Can we get a picture?
Do you like boxing? Huh?
Ricky, take a selfie with me!
[CAMERAS CLICKING]
Aw, you're the best, man!
26 knockouts, man!
Orale! Orale! You did it.
You did it. You did it!
K.O.! Remember-remember
you pulled me
off the Guerrero brothers right
over here? Right there, yeah.
You told me to only use
my fists for money and good.
Yeah,
and now you making that good money.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Oh, man. Oh...
Whew. Look at us now.
The Ricky Leon Community Center.
[LAUGHS]
Taking kids off the street.
Like you did for
me. [LAUGHS] Hey.
MAN: Reuben.
Choi's here. LEON:
Where is he at?
Dispacio. Dispacio.
[CLAMORING]
You guys don't see
what's happening.
We are here for you.
This is for the community here.
You guys don't see? You
guys are getting played.
Choi. Send these people home. Hey,
we're just celebrating, man, that's all.
Celebrating what?
What are we celebrating?
That my customers got
to find somewhere else?
That our property
values are going down?
Is that what we celebrating? No,
no, no. No.
We celebrating the crime
that you brought to K-Town?
That right? Watch your mouth.
Watch my mouth? Look,
my shop got tagged.
Right? And I know that
doesn't matter to you...
Her house got robbed,
bro. What's that got to do with us?
If you cared,
you'd actually know.
Victor's had his
van hit last week.
Right? You been
open for five months
and you brought a whole
crime wave with you!
We're just trying
to help these kids.
All right? We got nothing
to do with your crime wave.
Yeah? These thugs ain't from
here! Right? [CROWD SHOUTING]
You got bangers flocking to
our streets from everywhere.
What did you think
was gonna happen?
All right? You bring
trash to the neighborhood,
sometimes the neighborhood gets dirty,
right?
You calling my people trash?
MAN: Go back to Malibu!
[CLAMORING] REUBEN: No,
no, wait.
He's just trying to do right for
his neighborhood. That's all.
Look around. We built this
center to-to lift people up!
It's my hood,
too. I grew up in these streets.
Yeah, well, we still here. Okay?
And your little publicity stunt
is killing this neighborhood!
REUBEN: Get back, everybody.
Go on! Go back to the carnival.
Let him talk his piece.
Hey, look, homes,
now wait. We don't turn nobody away.
We could all use a little help,
all right?
I preached on these
streets for years.
I know you a kid from
the neighborhood.
I know you're a good kid.
I knew your dad. Your
dad was a good man.
He wouldn't want this.
No,
wait. I know you're good. I know...
I want you to use
some of that good
to see the good in these kids,
man.
A lot of mamas are using,
dads are drinking.
We-We're just trying to help.
MAN: Bullshit! Man... No,
no, come on.
No, all we're trying to do
is put a smile on their face.
MAN: I don't believe you!
No... I'm about that, Reub.
[CROWD SHOUTING] All right? I'm about that,
Reub.
But this punk Ricky...
[ALL CLAMORING]
We don't want you
here! [GUNFIRE]
[SCREAMING]
Reuben!
[ECHOES] Reuben!
Reuben. Reuben.
Reuben, no.
Reuben,
wake up. You're gonna be all right, man.
Reuben... Help! Help!
Reuben! Reuben,
you're gonna be all right.
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
Help!
No. Reuben.
No.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Morning.
Sorry. I had to pull
another all-nighter.
Nothing to worry about,
okay? Yeah, I know, Nance.
I got your texts. All of them.
Now that we're all here,
what do you guys think about
the new campaign slogan?
Oh.
It's, uh...
I mean, it's-it's printed, so...
Well, it's not my fault
the papers started
calling me Mr. Integrity.
Yeah,
it's just a little on the nose.
I'm late. So,
can I get a ride, Dad?
Sure. Just grab your stuff.
Is that my dress?
Oh, yeah. Sorry. I borrowed it,
but...
It works for you.
And it means I get to
borrow something of yours.
So, how was she this morning?
Fine. She got up early,
made me breakfast.
Kind of freaked me out.
You know,
she'll talk when she's ready.
Yeah,
I know. It's been six months
since she was kidnapped.
Well, you know,
we got to respect her process.
Takes time. I know,
but we can't even talk
to her about what really
happened 'cause of the damn
cleanup job your
boy at the DEA did.
Oh,
whoa. You are not putting this on me.
I didn't say it was your fault.
Really? My "boy at the DEA"?
I didn't even know the guy.
Oh, wait, but you,
you don't want to take the blame
for the part of the
cover-up that helped you
and your image,
and your campaign
and the things that really matter,
do you?
Can we not do this, please?
I mean, this is all we do.
Nance? What?
The fundraiser next week?
[SIGHS] Yep. Fundraiser.
I'll be there.
[QUIETLY] God damn it.
[DOOR CLOSES]
How'd it work?
Okay.
I just wish it was
worth the effort.
He didn't have Jen's necklace.
Wait,
you said it was gonna be there.
I know what I said,
Fletch, but it wasn't there.
Jeffries was the last
name on her client list.
The necklace lead
was always flimsy.
No, Dad,
the necklace lead was solid.
Jen had showed
me all of the jewelry
that her clients had bought her.
The only thing
that mattered to her
was that gold necklace
with the single black pearl.
She would have
never sold it off.
I mean,
her-her apartment was tossed,
and the only thing that's
missing is that necklace?
If it was a robbery,
everything would have been stolen.
Just that necklace?
That's the killer.
So none of the clients had it?
Did you not see me cross
the last name off the list?
We're back to square one.
Square one was when
you thought Jen's murder
had something to do with
your Gabriel Knox investigation.
Square one was when you stopped
eating and sleeping
until you proved it wasn't
because of anything you did.
Okay.
I heard Frost is
doing a good job.
I spoke to an old friend
at the Hollenbeck Precinct.
He says she's
working the case hard.
I don't think she's good enough.
Because she's not you? Exactly.
FLETCHER: Hey,
if we want to get the killer,
I been telling y'all
what we gotta do.
We just need the case file.
Are you high? A little bit.
I don't really
like it back here.
It gives me the heebie-jeebies.
You want to break into a
police station to steal the file?
This ain't 1970,
you jive turkey.
I can get the case
file from the bar.
You want to hack the LAPD?
This is what I do.
I'm game.
Whatever it takes.
We owe Jen that much.
All right,
I've got to get to work.
And you work on whatever
the code-worm-virus thing is
that you do. I love when
you talk computer to me, Syd.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
Ooh.
[LAUGHS]
[GRUNTING]
That's out. He's out.
All right, all right, all right,
all right. Hey, hey. Look.
It's just one-two, one-two,
one-two, one-two.
You got it?
Oh, okay. All right, all right.
So you get a little haircut,
so now you're Raging Bull.
I'm a power hitter,
okay? No, no, no, no.
That is a power hitter.
Dude... Damn.
He is 26-0.
20 by way of knockout.
[BELL RINGS]
I mean, he's got a right hook
that should be in a museum.
He's the middleweight
champion of the world.
Oh, shit, here he comes,
here he comes.
Are you gonna be okay?
No, I'm good,
I'm good. I'm fine.
You know, just like...
Yo.
I already talked to the police.
Yeah, we know,
but we'll only be a minute.
Is there anything else that you
can tell us about Reuben Velazquez?
He was the best guy I knew.
Spent his life trying to
uplift this neighborhood.
WALKER: All right. Well,
can you think of, uh,
anything or anyone out of
the ordinary that you noticed?
You mean besides
the protest? Mm-hmm.
No.
We opened the
center five months ago.
But we didn't have
a chance to celebrate
'cause I was in the
middle of training for a fight.
We finally had the
chance to do it big...
And this happens.
Well, can you think of anyone
who would have wanted to
harm Mr. Velazquez?
I already gave you my statement.
We read it. It was evasive.
Like a guy who thinks
that if he talks to the cops
that he's snitching.
We're just talking here, man.
We're... It's just us.
We got a witness who
says that he saw Gi Choi
at the head of the protest,
and that he was carrying a gun.
Look, carrying a gun around
here is not that uncommon.
We have to handle
our own business.
Choi hated me and Reuben,
and this center.
He felt like it brought
crime to the neighborhood.
Made him lose customers.
It's not my fault he hated
me 'cause of who I am.
And 'cause he thinks
I abandoned K-Town.
Well,
do you know where we can find Gi Choi?
I have no idea.
Thank you for your help.
Yo, I've seen all your fights.
Thank you.
Let's get out of here. You
hear him say "thank you"?
You're gonna get thrown off
this case for your man crush.
You know that,
right? It's not a man crush.
That's a man.
Yeah,
I thought Koreatown loved The Lion.
What's up with this Gi Choi guy?
[SCOFFS] Leon came
up like George and Weezy.
Half the old hood loves him,
the other half thinks
he sold out and forgot
where he came from.
We got our work cut out for us.
Shit, K-Town don't trust Five-O.
Okay, don't do that. What?
Try to sound cool.
I'm not trying to sound cool.
Koreatown doesn't
trust the LAPD.
Yeah, that's what I said.
No, you said,
"K-Town don't trust Five-O."
That's how I say it.
All right, whatever, man.
Let's let these guys
work the crime scene.
We gotta find Gi Choi.
♪♪ ♪♪
[DOOR CREAKS]
♪♪ ♪♪
[SHOWER RUNNING]
[FAUCET SQUEAKS, SHOWER STOPS]
[GASPS, SIGHS]
What the hell is wrong with
you? Where have you been?
Come on, Dulce,
why you busting my balls?
I had to handle
some things. Hmm?
Come here.
Here... [WHISPERS]
[DULCE CHUCKLES]
Why all the sneaking? Hmm?
Just tell the cops you
didn't do anything wrong.
Hey,
they said you had a gun on you.
It was for my protection.
Okay? We're gonna need more
now that Leon's
thugs are after me.
So tell the cops that.
Babe, I'm on parole.
They're liable to drop
me before I get a word out.
Hey, look, it's gonna be okay.
All right?
I hate you sometimes.
Yeah? And other times?
[CHUCKLES] Come here.
Hey,
it's gonna be all right. I promise.
Okay.
Come on. Hey.
♪♪ ♪♪
[BAINES BLOWING, SPUTTERING]
[GRUNTS] Ah.
[CUSHION SQUEAKS] [SIGHS]
What? I had a major ass injury.
What, do I need to show
you guys the pictures? Huh?
OTHERS: No. That's
not the update I came for.
Let's hear it,
Baines. All right, well,
suspect number one is Gi Choi.
He's AWOL from his
shop on Kenmore and 7th.
WALKER: He's common-law to a
woman named Dulce Rodriguez.
One kid,
Junu. Unis spoke to her earlier.
BAINES: She says
she hasn't seen Choi.
Leon confirmed he saw
Choi with a gun at the protest,
and Choi's girlfriend Dulce has
not seen him since the shooting.
Choi's got a record. Turns
out he shot and killed a guy
at his market eight years ago.
Did four years in
Lompoc for manslaughter.
Packing is a parole violation.
It's enough to bring him in.
All we got to do is find him,
but the hood ain't talking.
I used to teach in K-Town
and... BAINES: What?
You used to teach?
What did you teach?
Middle school.
Wait,
like-like Dangerous Minds middle school,
or like Big Little Lies
middle school? [LAUGHTER]
WALKER: Wait, hold on,
hold on. I want to know what you taught.
Like math, grammar...
English as a second language.
Sex ed. P.E.?
Sewing. That's why
your clothes are tight.
Okay, we're done. This is
not why I transferred to RHD.
Koreatown's full of immigrants
who don't trust the police.
They also resent
LAPD for ignoring them
and protecting Beverly Hills
and Brentwood during the riots.
Yeah, well, we were pretty
pissed in Highland Park, too.
Different time, different cops.
The results are the
same. Nobody's talking.
Well,
the phone records are singing.
Looks like Choi has been
talking to his old cellie.
A guy named Javier Fonseca.
Street name, Moco.
He's affiliated
with the Sly Boys.
He has active warrants.
Sly Boys hang out
at the Argyle House.
Pick him up.
Aw, shucks.
Baines,
do you need a wheelchair or something?
I-I can get it for you.
You taught comedy?
He taught comedy.
All right, listen,
I'll get rid of the waffle,
but if I have an ass relapse,
I'm coming after all of y'all.
Well, how you gonna catch us?
What?
[SPANISH HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
♪♪ ♪♪
WALKER: Moco Fonseca.
What do y'all want?
We've got a few questions.
We ain't got any answers.
Then we've got a few warrants.
SYD: Gun!
[GUNFIRE]
Cover me! SYD: Got it.
[SCREAMING]
We're not even here for you!
Why are you
making this difficult?
Come on, man, just stop!
[SHOUTING]
[SHOUTING CONTINUES]
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
Uh... Shoot him.
What? Shoot him!
I'm not gonna
sh... You shoot him.
I'm not gonna shoot
him. He's unarmed.
I don't want to end up on CNN.
Seriously?
This is some
bullshit! All right.
NANCY: Moco,
I'm gonna give you one shot to surrender!
Surrender this, bitch!
All right.
[SHOUTING]
Whoo! Just like Leon, baby!
Damn!
That's my partner.
[WATER SPLASHING]
I told you. One shot.
Crazy, man.
You. Purple thing.
Get out of here.
NANCY: Where's Gi Choi? Who?
We don't have time to haul your
ass in. There's a killer on the loose.
Start talking,
or we start shooting.
Y'all ain't gonna
shoot me. You're cops.
God, not with my gun, you idiot.
Come on.
Get in there.
SYD: Yeah. Yeah.
Oh, cute, cute.
Give me something.
Cute. [CAMERA CLICKING]
Oh, let me get in this.
Aah!
Hashtag CellBitchForLife?
Hashtag BottomsUp? Hashtag...
Cops and robbers? Yeah.
SYD: Listen, you really think the Sly
Boys are gonna have any use for you
once our relationship
goes Facebook official?
Look, Choi crashed at my crib last night,
a'ight?
Left early this morning.
Something about having
to check in on his rug rat.
But look,
I doubt he'll stay in one place too long,
'cause Leon's boys
think he killed Reuben.
And they ain't
gonna let that lie.
Rug rat? Is that Dulce's son?
I'm surprised y'all
know about that.
They don't exactly advertise.
Why not? Leon-Langford fight.
Ricky hit that fool so hard,
he shit hisself.
Live. On pay-per-view.
Wait. But what the hell does
that have to do with anything?
If I was smashing Ricky's girl,
I'd keep it on the down low,
too.
So Choi and Leon's
ex are together?
Well,
I guess Reuben Velazquez's murder
was about a little bit more
than a community center.
Yeah. All right. Yeah.
Hold on. Where y'all going?
SYD: Unis are headed up.
Y'all gonna delete those pics,
right?
BAINES: What you got?
Moco said that Choi's girlfriend,
Dulce,
she used to be with Leon.
Moco, Dulce? It sounds like
I'm ordering a latte or something,
man.
Ugh. You know that "moco"means
booger in Spanish, right?
I didn't. And that's disgusting.
So, if Booger's right,
then Leon's boys are probably
gonna be looking
for revenge on Choi.
We got to be careful.
All right, so we'll put uniforms
on Moco and Dulce's places
just in case, and then we'll interview
Dulce when we have eyes on her.
Now it's just a waiting game.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
♪♪ ♪♪
FROST: Detective Burnett.
Hey. Hi.
First place. That's impressive.
Ah, yeah, well,
fantasy baseball is my happy place.
What can I do for you?
Just came to see how
Jen's case was going.
Oh, wow. All these pop-ins.
You could just
transfer to Hollenbeck.
Save you the drive. [CHUCKLES]
Just, uh,
wanted to know if there was any progress,
you know.
Anything you want to share?
[EXHALES] I mean,
you know I can't do that.
I-I already shared
the client list,
and that really didn't
get us anywhere.
Look,
you've had the case for a while.
I mean, if it goes cold...
Your name is Frost,
the cold case jokes write themselves,
I mean...
[LAUGHS] Well,
I've heard worse. Believe me.
You know what? How about this:
I promise to back
off if you promise
that if you get stuck,
you call me.
I'd appreciate that, Syd. Uh...
Detective Burnett. I'm sorry.
No-no. No. Call me Syd.
You know what? You...
You should call me.
I would love to hang out, yeah.
Really? Yeah.
Okay. Let me give
you my number. Yeah.
No-no-no, just ping me.
Oh. Right. Of course.
Um...
Let's see, settings...
AirDrop. [PHONE VIBRATES]
Did you get it? Got it.
Cool. Yeah.
Okay. [CHUCKLES] Cool. Cool.
I'll, um, I'll see you.
Come on, babe. We got to go.
Did you grab your homework? Yes,
Mom.
Okay.
Good morning,
Dulce. Detective Walker.
This is Detective Baines. Go get
Choi. We have a warrant for his arrest.
He's not here.
Yeah, well,
we know he's been around.
Where is he?
I have no idea. He
doesn't need to hear this.
Junu, go sit down. It's okay.
How old are you,
little man? Eight.
Eight! That is my
favorite number. High five.
WALKER: Apologize for the intrusion,
but...
BAINES: Look. You
see that guy over there
with the Sinead
O'Connor haircut?
Me and him, we're the good guys.
Where were you good guys
when my house got
robbed last week? Oh.
So that sounds like a motive.
Choi's just protecting his girl?
No.
That real? This? Of course.
There you go.
We don't trust the po-po.
Oh. You don't trust the po-po?
[LAUGHS] Well,
I guess this has got to go-go.
Look here, man.
We ain't all like
what you heard.
Something bad
happened and right now,
we're here to help stop any
more bad things from happening.
Now, your mother's friend,
Mr. Choi,
have you seen him?
[PHONE RINGING]
[SIGHS]
We're here to help him.
DULCE: I got to take this.
We think he might be in trouble.
[DULCE SPEAKING QUIETLY]
He was here. Doing his work.
He said something big is coming.
WALKER: All right, maybe you can
help us understand all this animosity
towards Reuben's
center? Towards Leon?
Because Leon is a no-good thug
and has no business
coming back here.
Okay. Well, what about Gi?
Gi would never do anything to
get himself sent back to prison.
He loves us. He loves his shop.
He puts everything
he has into that place.
All he wants to do is protect
it before he goes broke.
How old is Junu again?
[CLAPS HANDS] Thank
you for your time. Wait, what?
The lady said Gi Choi didn't do anything,
let's go.
But... Let's go. Hey,
little man. Check you later.
Yo,
what was that? I know where to find Choi.
Huh? There was some
paperwork on the counter.
There's a huge shipment
of oysters coming in
this afternoon. Oysters?
You heard her.
He loves the shop.
He killed to protect it.
A spike in crime is killing the business,
right?
Now,
if you had a huge shipment coming in,
and you didn't trust the hood,
wouldn't you be
there to get it? Huh?
All right. [LAUGHS]
I hate to brag,
but damn, I'm good! Well,
then just don't brag.
No,
I'm good. You didn't see me looking.
I think you actually enjoy
bragging. Instead of a no-look pass,
I gave you a no-look clue.
WALKER: Just call
Syd and McKenna.
Got eyes on Choi.
Careful. This could
be our shooter.
Here come the oysters.
Where's Eugene?
Oh,
Eugene ain't coming. [TIRES SCREECHING]
Uh-uh.
NANCY: Whoa! Hands up, Choi!
[GROANING] Okay. Come on. Okay.
I told you I was a power hitter!
[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]
I didn't do nothing!
We got a gun!
BAINES: Oh... Hey, Syd.
The bullets we found in
Reuben Velazquez were from a...
Nine millimeter.
Winner, winner, fish dinner.
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
[MUFFLED CHATTER]
[SIREN WHOOPS]
CHOI: I didn't do nothing.
You all got the wrong guy.
[DOOR CLOSES]
I didn't shoot nobody. Lately.
Excuse me?
You heard me. You didn't shoot nobody,
lately.
Yeah,
you shot somebody eight years ago.
[LAUGHS SOFTLY]
SYD: Did four years
for manslaughter.
We found your gun, Choi.
NANCY: Yeah,
it's in the lab now.
We're running ballistics and fingerprints,
so...
Well, like I told you,
I ain't shoot nobody,
so good luck with that.
Oh,
and what you can't see in this picture.
Is the baseball bat this
guy was beating my dad with
over the cost of a six-pack.
See, I saved my dad's life.
I was protecting my own.
Jury thought I used
excessive force.
Who's to say you weren't
protecting your own now?
I heard that you had a problem
with Reuben and
Leon's community center.
Kenmore and 7th is your neighborhood,
too, right?
Reub...
Reuben was a good dude.
Okay? I would
never do him like that.
Well, that's interesting,
because, you know, maybe...
You were aiming at Leon.
Now look here,
I-I hear what you're saying, right?
The center's bringing
in thugs from all over,
the block ain't safe no more,
your shop's losing business,
Junu can't play outside no more.
Oh, he just turned eight years old,
too.
That's a good-looking kid. Hey.
You know who he reminds
me of? BAINES: You know...
I'm glad you mentioned that.
Now, see, Choi,
be real with me.
Is Leon the baby daddy?
Because that would mean
that-that him and your girl
were, like, bow-chicka bow-bow.
Ricky ain't the
man you think he is.
Yeah,
he turned his back on his family,
his responsibilities,
to go chase his millions.
And now he wants to come back,
step into Junu's life
after I've been the
one raising him?
[SCOFFS] Nah.
Hey, Ricky ain't the...
The-the "champ"
that everybody sees on TV.
I know who he really is.
We done?
Ballistics came back on the gun.
It's not the murder weapon.
Being a vocal opponent of the community
center hardly makes Choi a killer.
He was still in violation of
his parole with possession,
but it's your call.
Well, the longer we hold him, the more
the streets are gonna think he's guilty.
Yeah, let's just cut him loose.
Uh, hey, Calloway, Calloway.
Yo, were you, like,
Dead Poets Society?
No, no, he was more like
the principal in Breakfast Club.
"Mess with the bull..."
Let's just say my
time in the classroom
is what convinced me
I should become a cop.
Oh. What does that mean?
What does that mean? I don't
know. You know, the dude is...
BAINES: He's mysterious.
So what are we gonna do?
We're gonna think
about this case
while we follow up
on the other. Is it time?
SYD: Almost. I'll
pick you up later.
What's up?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[IN ENGLISH] Who?
Choi.
[IN ENGLISH] Don't even
trip. We got your back.
Where y'all coming from?
We paid the fish market a visit.
Y'all think it's a game. Is it funny? Ha,
ha, ha, ha.
It's a game. Let
me see your hands.
[SIREN WAILING]
[COMPUTER CHIMES]
There we go.
Your girl Frost is a
sucker for fantasy baseball.
Told you. I'm in
there like swimwear.
It's gonna take me a little
bit to find the file, though.
Yeah,
hit me when you got something.
Yeah.
SYD: Thanks for spending
your night off with me.
NANCY: I'm in no
hurry to get home.
SYD: Say it.
Come on.
Okay.
Growing up,
all I wanted was to
get away from my life.
Right?
So I joined the Navy,
and-and when I got out,
I-I came back because...
I needed to look after Nico.
But I knew the only way
that I was gonna be able
to not make the same choices
was to set myself up,
you know? Uh...
For example, I was a thief,
so I became a cop.
You know? And, um, I was in...
In love with a criminal...
So you married Patrick.
I...
I don't know if I was ever
really in love with him.
I-I think,
I think I was in love with his life.
You know? He was so safe.
But now,
every time I walk into that house,
my God, I just feel guilty.
I feel terrible.
About Izzy and Dante
and everyone's
life that I ruined.
I don't even know
who I am anymore.
You didn't ruin anybody's life.
SYD: Okay, here we go.
[BRAKES SQUEAK]
[VAN DOOR SLIDES OPEN]
What the hell is that?
SYD: It's a
freakin' furry party.
[DOOR CLOSES]
What's a furry party?
You've got Google.
Don't make me the pervert
that has to explain everything.
Why would...
Why is Frost running this down?
I mean,
what the hell is this? I don't know.
This is, this is the place
where... That she wrote down.
She-she wrote down this-this time,
this location.
[DOOR OPENS] I don't...
Yo.
Is that Frost?
[NANCY CHUCKLES] Yo.
NANCY: [LAUGHS] Whoa.
Well, that's a pretty,
shiny pony over there.
Plot twist. Okay.
My bad.
No. You're not... You're
not even curious? No.
Nope. I mean,
I'm sure we can find
a freakin' costume around
here. Nope. I'm good.
Maybe we can just pop in and,
you know,
see what's going on.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Bet there's, like,
a bubble room or something.
Lots of psychedelics.
I have homework.
Need help? A.P. Bio.
I withdraw my offer.
Hey.
You forgot the best part.
[CHUCKLES]
Thanks.
You okay?
You barely touched your food.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm just, uh...
You know, work, stress stuff.
There's a lot on my mind.
You know, um, I'm gonna...
I have to head back to
the office for something.
Be safe.
♪♪ ♪♪
Here's your wine.
Thank you so much.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Voila.
Took the liberty again.
And there you go.
Neat?
Oh,
shit. Sorry. The cube melted.
Hey, can I get a tequila,
single cube, please?
[SIGHS]
So, you go first this time.
Mm, nah. I've had a day.
You go first. Okay.
I got it. Hand model.
Whoa. That was terrible.
Hand model?
Yeah. Nailed it.
Well,
you're definitely not a hand model agent.
Yeah. That's cute.
I see what you did.
That's very cute.
What do you mean? I
see what you're doing.
That's a guess. That
counts. That is not a guess.
That's-that's just
process of elimination.
That's just, you know... Okay.
Your turn. Officially.
Um...
There's a clock.
I'm married.
Married? Yeah.
Well, I guess that could be work,
but technically, it's still not a job.
Because I don't get paid.
Look, um...
Obviously, I'm not married,
but I'm not here
to wreck anybody's home,
either, honestly.
I just, I like talking to you.
Nothing wrong with that, right?
I like talking to you,
too. Thank you.
[PHONE CHIMES]
Shit.
[SIGHS] I got to go.
Duty calls.
If you really want
to know the answer,
it's under there, okay?
Your choice.
I'll see you around, hand model.
[PHONE RINGING]
SYD: What do you got?
FLETCHER: Yo,
Detective Frost is dirty.
I copied Jen's case
file off her system.
It's been digitally manipulated.
What? How? Your little pony
has deleted names
off of Jen's client lists.
And you were right.
That girl loves her
fantasy baseball. Um...
Look, I'm gonna come... Uh,
I'll hit you right back.
All right. Bye-bye.
What is it?
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
You ever gonna tell us
what happened in that class?
Why you became a cop?
That story...
Is not for everybody.
[PANTING]
♪♪ ♪♪
Thanks for calling
me. All right.
Leon and a bunch of his boys
is heading over to Choi's place.
You think they're
going after Choi?
Leon thinks he killed Reuben.
All right. Let's go.
Yo.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Congratulations. Yeah, you know,
all of this because of you.
Right? Yeah, some thugs
from the center think I'm
the one who killed Reuben.
Hey, we're just doing our job.
Hey!
Whoa.
What the hell you doing here,
Rick?
You got some balls, man,
coming back here after this?
What you want, man?
We just want to
help you clean up.
Yeah, we don't want your help,
you sellout.
Some of my boys made a mistake,
all right? Yeah.
But I can't let that
ruin my center.
[SCOFFS] Yeah.
Just want to help.
[SNIFFLES] [CAMERAS CLICKING]
For the cameras. Right.
For the show. Right, Rick?
Just like everything else
you do. Fake.
I want to do the right thing,
because that's what
Reuben would've wanted.
For this neighborhood.
Me and you got a personal beef.
But don't let that
get in the way
of getting
these people together.
For the neighborhood?
Your boys can help in the store.
Gotta get everything
back on ice.
LEON: Come on.
[SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
WALKER: Man, you're missing out.
BAINES: I don't get down
with Asian food, man.
What? There's either no heat,
or a practical joke
amount of heat.
And why don't
they ever have cheese?
Don't they have cows in Korea?
Of course they got cows.
I just ordered...
[SCREAMING] [CAR ALARMS BLARING]
♪♪ Na, na, na, na-na
♪♪ Na, na, na, na-na ♪♪