Murder in the First (2014–2016): Season 2, Episode 11 - Episode #2.10 - full transcript
TERRY: What's in the bag,
Torres?
The man
is speechless.
Oh,
look at that.
Management Control.
At the end
of an illegal money trail.
- You think that's gonna end his career?
- TERRY: Huh.
I think it'll give us a warrant
to search his house.
Garage looks interesting.
My family's in there.
What do you want?
Come on.
We're gonna go
for a little ride.
I don't know what you think
you're gonna do to me,
but the Marine Unit's
all over the Bay.
Ah, Bayerson and his crew,
right?
- Love those guys.
- Yeah, and they love Management Control.
- Here.
- Anybody tail you guys?
- No, we're good.
- [beeping]
Ah,
this should be fun.
I don't know that much
about The Union.
I'm just part
of the process.
I got a message telling me that
the money was coming, and...
How'd you get
the message?
There's a check-cashing place
in Noe Valley.
Owner's a C.I.
He calls me
when something comes in.
So, you're a captain
in The Union?
Guess your father
broke it down for you.
How about you not mention
my father again?
All right, all right,
so you got the message
that the money was coming.
Then what?
And...
where and when
to make the drop.
Okay, so, where and when?
Come on, man.
The Marina Green.
9:00 A.M.
Who would pick it up?
I don't know.
The whole thing
is designed to be anonymous.
You know what?
Maybe we should look into that warrant.
Early retirement
becomes jail time. I like it.
- I can't know what I don't know.
- You're lying!
That means a lot coming
from a piece of shit like you.
- [grunts]
- HILDY: Junior!
- TERRY: Hey!
- [grunts]
- Hey!
- All right, all right.
Come on, come on,
come on, outside! Go!
What, are you gonna report me
to Management Control?
- Move!
- Yeah, asshole, get off me.
Goddamn animal.
[sighs]
What the hell
is the matter with you?
You want to know
who the head of The Union is?
It's Torres. I promise you.
No way he can be that clueless, all right?
We're being played
right now.
And you
believe this why?
My gut,
okay?
Believe it or not, you're not
the only person that has one.
Guy's Management Control.
Who better to run a corruption
ring? H-He's got the inside.
So, your plan is to, what,
just beat the shit out of him?
I lost
my temper.
- You need to go home.
- No, I don't!
Yeah,
you do!
[sighs] Why?
Look, you...
you helped us
get this far.
Just let Terry and I
finish, okay?
♪ ♪
Go home.
Wake up
with your kids.
♪ ♪
[siren wailing in distance]
TERRY: This is why
you threatened my partner?
Why you told her to stay away
from Junior?
You were worried
it would blow back on you.
HILDY: What did you call
my brother again...
a dirty mess?
[chuckles] That's hysterical.
Let's drop the pretense,
okay?
I don't want to go to jail.
I don't want to be humiliated.
I will give you
what I can give you...
names of cops I tapped,
orders I passed on to them.
What are you
gonna give me?
That depends
on who's on the list.
Walt Martin?
Kaleb Peat?
Are they on there?
You got them
connected to The Union?
Look,
I didn't kill anybody.
Though you could've
ordered it.
Done the hit
on Criolla, too.
- No way.
- [knock on door]
Come in!
[door opens, closes]
- That was quick.
- SILETTI: Hey, Hildy.
Hey, uh, you two will bring Koto
up to speed on this
first thing,
right?
Well, that's assuming
he's not involved.
I mean, at this point,
anyone at 850 could be, right?
Daddy Koto's kid?
No way.
Loop him in.
Yeah.
[sighs]
Jesus Christ.
[chuckles]
Nick Torres.
Could there be a more perfect
definition of irony?
I've got names.
I want the name...
top of the pyramid.
And I would gladly give you that
if I had it, but I don't.
Well,
I'm not interested.
Y-You're not interested
in guys who did more than
$2 million in graft last year?
Come on.
This is
gonna be big.
Oh,
Siletti's got nuts.
I know, right?
He may win
the Maker trial
and then end up cracking
a police-corruption ring,
like,
within days of each other.
- He's feeling it.
- Yeah.
So, my brother thinks
that Torres is the head man.
He thinks
he's just playing dumb.
Torres, meaning the money
would stop with him.
That's
an interesting theory.
You think there's any truth
to it?
We got to follow the money
to find out.
Yeah.
♪ ♪
MAN: Tacked off,
left side!
♪ ♪
[birds calling]
[indistinct conversations]
♪ ♪
He looks tense,
yo.
[conversations continue]
♪ ♪
Piece of shit's
gonna try and run.
♪ ♪
- Lieutenant?
- I got him.
♪ ♪
[car door closes]
♪ ♪
Smarter
than you look.
♪ ♪
[birds calling]
- See anybody?
- Negative.
This is taking
too long.
You don't just leave 70 grand
out in the open.
Someone should've been here
10 minutes ago.
Torres is laughing at us
right now.
♪ ♪
Heads up, guys...
here we go.
♪ ♪
- He's headed towards Lincoln.
- Yeah, I see him.
♪ ♪
He just
made Junior.
♪ ♪
Terry,
he's headed right for you.
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[grunts]
- Aah!
- [handcuffs click]
- Up you go.
- [sighs]
- [breathing heavily]
- HILDY: You good?
Bag's right there.
Yeah, I'm good.
[breathing heavily]
Let's go.
So, who do we think
this kid is?
He's clearly
not a cop.
Maybe a courier
for The Union?
Just a douche bag in the park
that stole a duffel bag.
You know this guy?
You recognize him?
Never seen him before.
I never stick around to see
who picks up the drop.
- Why not?
- Less I know, the better.
That's the way
the whole thing works.
Roll the window
back up.
I guarantee you, this kid has
no idea what he stumbled onto.
Seriously, Hildy,
go ask him what's inside.
- [indistinct conversations]
- Hey.
Why'd you take this?
I'm not
saying anything.
I know
my rights.
Did you know
it was filled with this?
Holy shit!
I had no idea...
h-hand to God!
[bag zips]
I should've brought
my bike.
[sighs]
Well, it looks like your
douche-bag theory was correct.
I'll book him
on the misdemeanor.
What about Torres?
He's got a deal in place
with Siletti.
It's time for him to go file
his retirement papers.
Of course he does.
Well, this was a great
goddamn waste of time.
- You believe me now?
- Still doesn't mean
- Torres is the head guy.
- [car door closes]
No? Okay, so,
why didn't anybody get the cash?
- [engine turns over]
- Hmm? Somebody tip off the pickup guy?
Think about it.
Who could've done it...
me, you, Terry, Koto?
Maybe the pickup guy
was just late. I don't know.
There is no pickup guy!
This is all bullshit!
The money ends
with Torres!
He played possum, sold out
a couple of his weasels,
and now he's sailing off into
the sunset with a fat pension,
- and you guys are cool with this!
- Are you serious right now?
Ain't nobody cool
with nothing, all right?
We still
got to check it out.
You do that.
[rap music playing]
So...
what you doing
for the rest of the summer?
Chillin'?
Oh, as soon as I get the money,
I'm going to Maui.
Nice.
Yeah,
I got that travel bug.
Like an addiction.
You got
them hips, too.
You gonna go over there
and do the hula?
[laughs]
You ever been?
Couple times.
- Well, you know what's even better?
- What?
Tahiti. [blows]
It's not even that much longer
of a flight.
It's just
seriously pricy.
Yo.
Candace is gonna do
the hula for us.
[laughs]
I am holding scissors,
Suge.
FATTY B.: Chill out.
Bro,
what's up with you?
Brothers are getting restless,
Suge.
How you figure?
We shut down
too long,
people start thinking
it's permanent.
They're starting
to trip.
Give us a second,
baby doll.
Okay.
[mid-tempo music playing]
Nobody is talking about
shutting down.
We just got to lay low
for a piece
till our
situation changes.
Yeah, but they starting
to see that as your situation.
[music continues]
My situation
is our situation.
And if you find that witness,
this whole thing is over.
So,
tell me...
what is your problem,
"B"?
My problem is, I already talked
to the Chinatown connect.
I talked to the inside guys
at five-o.
Shit's locked down tight,
Suge.
And that's
all you got?
♪ ♪
You telling me that you can't
dig a little deeper?
Nah.
I can.
♪ ♪
Then do it.
[birds calling]
[indistinct conversations]
[keys jingling]
ALYSSA: David?
Alyssa.
- Hey.
- What are you doing here?
Hoping not
to screw it up this time.
Can we talk?
Yeah. Yeah.
[keys jingle]
[keys jingling]
[sighs]
Can I get you something?
- Um...
- You want some tea?
Yeah, sure.
[sighs]
[glasses rattling]
[water running]
- [water stops]
- [sighs]
Thought you wanted
to talk.
I do.
[horns honking in distance]
Well,
then talk.
Look, this isn't easy
for me, okay?
People don't just...
talk about their feelings
where I'm from.
You're talking
to a Homicide detective.
Then how come
it's so easy for you?
It isn't.
But being honest
is really important.
It matters.
I make the effort.
And the people in my life
got to do the same.
Otherwise,
it's just too much work.
That day...
that you came to see me
at the club...
Yeah?
...I shouldn't have
sent you away.
[sighs]
I should've left
with you.
[chuckles]
You... you asked me
who I was afraid of.
And...
in my mind,
I was like,
"Oh, Christ,
who am I not afraid of?"
The girls at the club,
the men I dance for...
they all scare me.
I look at them,
and I see...
these pieces o-of myself
that I've, like...
given away.
And I'm scared
I can never get back.
And then I look at what's left,
and it's just... [sighs]
Do you get
what I'm saying?
Not yet.
No, but...
...keep talking.
There's a lot of me
that...
feels...
dead inside.
Look, this is not me
feeling sorry for myself.
It...
it's just the truth.
♪ ♪
And it's my fault.
[cries]
I did it all.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
♪ ♪
JAMIE:
I know you're upset,
and you don't have to
talk to me.
Truthfully, I don't know
what you remember
about your uncle
or don't.
But I know that he did
horrible things to you.
I wouldn't have said it
otherwise.
You...
put...
images...
in my head.
And now I'm gonna spend
the rest of my life
trying to figure out
if they're real.
Is this
what you fought for?
No, I fought for everything else
in your life.
I fought for you.
Eventually,
you're gonna land, Dustin,
with some kind of life
in front of you.
None of us know
how long we have.
But you're
gonna be better off
with some kind of understanding
of who you are.
Who the hell are you
to tell me that?
♪ ♪
Just the one
who's here.
[scoffs]
For now.
[sighs]
[police radio chatter]
Hey, guys.
[telephone ringing]
[chatter continues]
NAVARRO: Hey.
What's going on?
Don't know.
Something's going down.
I don't know if Torres
had anything to do with this,
but Koto's in there
with the D.A. and a Vice cop.
Huh.
What's up with you?
Nothing.
[chuckles] Yeah.
Hey.
So, you were a soldier in The
Union. What were your duties?
I want to talk
to my F.O.P. rep first.
[scoffs] Really?
You know, we got everything
we need from Torres.
You're done as a cop, Mulcahey,
and you're going to jail.
For how long
is up to you.
We're only asking for your side
of the story as a courtesy,
so it's time to make a change
and stop being a dumbass!
[sighs]
All right,
I-I-I got tapped
right after we busted a couple
of meth labs in Excelsior.
We pulled in a ton of cash
and product on those busts.
Torres must've known.
[sighs]
Did you skim
or sell?
Both.
Did you
distribute the product?
No.
I unloaded it to various dealers
for cash, straight up.
Were the...
dealers local?
No.
I'd go to Sacramento.
GARRISON: Reno.
What else?
Credit-card numbers.
Identity theft?
RAMOS: We worked a few cases
against the Armenians.
They had some printouts.
I just sold them
to the competition.
Who was
the competition?
The Salvadorans were running
a few illegal gambling spots
in South San Francisco.
Offered them protection
for a cut.
It was
pretty simple.
And you delivered the profits
to Torres?
I'd make a drop...
at the check-cashing place.
Was there anybody else involved
that you know?
Soldiers, captains,
anybody?
Only person I ever talked to
was Torres.
I only
saw the guy once.
That was only
when he tapped me.
Everything else was anonymous...
where to go, what to do.
[sighs]
I thought it was perfect.
[handcuffs click]
♪ ♪
That's a lot
of cops.
Five,
including Torres.
Well, that's just
the tip of the iceberg.
Unless Junior's right.
He thinks that, uh,
that Torres is the head,
that he's
been playing dumb.
What do you guys think?
I think he'd have to be
a hell of an actor.
We can't connect him to Criolla
or Sarah Tran.
He was
definitely shocked
when we told him that Walt
and Kaleb were in The Union.
All of his soldiers alibi
out of the four murders, so...
I think we just chopped off
an arm of this thing.
I think
there's got to be more.
The only question
that we haven't answered
is why
the drop didn't go off.
We have to consider
the fact
that maybe there wasn't supposed
to be a drop in the first place.
- HILDY: Mm.
- All right.
These busts
should make enough noise
to keep Torres on ice
for a little while longer.
I'll press him around the edges
a bit, see what I can find.
- Okay.
- All right.
[telephone ringing]
Hey.
Uh, you guys got a minute?
Yeah.
What's up?
Have either of you spoken to
the witness that I.D.'d Suger?
Oh, that's Junior's witness,
not ours.
All right, so,
a couple of years ago,
there was
a group of Triad kids
knocking over
convenience stores.
I nosed around, and there was
a group of girls who knew them.
The woman who came in
on Suger... she was one of them.
- How old was she?
- 22, 23, but sketchy.
How so?
Uh, she keeps changing
her story.
First,
it's one guy,
then it's another guy,
then it's his cousin.
I mean,
she thought she could work me.
So, you're saying
she's an unreliable witness?
No, I'm saying that she's not
scared of gaming a cop.
And she's probably one of
those people that has an agenda.
Oh,
an agenda?
For real?
I know what you're thinking,
and that's not what this is.
I mean, I'm not telling you
that she's lying.
I'm not trying
to blow this case up.
I'm just saying, if I were you,
I'd dig deep with this woman.
Otherwise,
the case might not stick.
Well, you should talk
to Junior, not us.
I don't think this is something
Junior really wants to hear.
[horns honking,
dog barking in distance]
MAN:
Throw the ball!
[birds chirping]
Your boss
is keeping a low profile.
Got to play it safe
right now.
[chuckles]
[speaking Chinese]
The hell
does that mean?
Too little,
too late.
We'll see.
[indistinct conversations]
So,
you are his proxy.
What does he want?
Why don't we talk about
what you want, Chan?
What do you think
I want?
To get back to business
with no problem.
Look,
Suger's gonna be gone.
And when he is...
I'm gonna be
your man.
[birds chirping]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Okay,
say when.
Oh,
that's perfect.
Cool.
Well, our coffee's far
from perfect, but enjoy.
- Thanks.
- Great bag.
Oh,
thank you.
Okay, can you, uh...
You can just sit right here.
- Okay.
- That's great.
Thanks.
I appreciate you coming in.
Oh, sure.
They told me
I might have to, so...
Yeah, it's pretty standard.
It's just a-a few follow-up questions.
Sure.
All right, so, going back
to the night of the shooting,
you said that
you were standing in a doorway
across the alley
from the restaurant
where the victim
walked out?
That's right.
And you were
smoking a cigarette?
Yeah.
It was windy,
so I had to go to the doorway
to light my cigarette,
then I got a text
from my girlfriend, so...
- So, you stuck around?
- Yeah.
- Oh.
- [telephone ringing, door opens]
- HILDY: Do you remember what time it was?
- Hey.
- Hey.
- What's this?
You met her
on the beach.
- Oh, it's the follow-up.
- With my witness?
Yeah,
somebody called
and said that
she might not be reliable,
so we just wanted
an impartial take.
Impartial my ass.
You know, you two...
you like to get your hands
all over everything, don't you?
This is bullshit.
So...
according to the report,
it says you were 25 feet away
from the shooting
when it happened?
Oh, yeah, I saw him.
It was pretty clear.
Was it
a full moon that night?
I don't know.
[laughs]
[chuckles]
I'm just...
I'm just asking because...
there's no lights
in the alley,
so I don't know how
you would've seen him otherwise.
Well, there were
when I was there.
I saw the Asian guy
come out of the restaurant,
then the black guy jumped him,
hit him with his gun,
and shot him
in the face.
It was over
in like 10 seconds.
Is someone paying you
to say this?
Paying me?
What are you talking about?
I'm just... I'm just
trying to figure out
why you would choose
to come into a police station
and start
telling lies.
I'm not
telling lies.
We triangulated
your phone, Marissa.
You were nowhere near the alley
that night.
So, unless you want me to arrest
you for obstruction of justice,
you need
to start telling me the truth,
and you need
to start telling me right now.
♪ ♪
So, did she
actually recant?
No,
she just stopped talking,
but it was clear
I'd caught her in a lie.
Why didn't Junior
catch that?
Well, she knew the story.
You know, she had good details.
I mean, she seemed like
a reliable witness.
It wasn't
my brother's fault.
But you two
had doubts?
Yeah, that's only because
we got a tip from Veracruz.
She knew the woman
from a previous case.
[sighs] All right,
so, if you're right,
this woman came to us
with false testimony.
Why?
Well,
it's not clear.
The victim
was an associate of Andy Chan,
and he used to trade punches
with Suger, so...
All right, so, she might be
aligned with Chan.
Hey, you didn't actually
triangulate her phone, did you?
That would be a no.
[chuckles]
Let's make it
a yes.
Get a warrant,
get Keefer on it.
Make it official.
I'll call Siletti
and let him know
this week might not be
so perfect after all.
All right.
Uh, what happened
with Torres?
Is he
playing us?
My gut
says no.
We got him
over at the ocean view motel.
I-I spent a couple hours
with him,
talked about the drop,
why it didn't work out.
You know,
it's... it's possible
we just got made by whoever
was making the pickup.
Yeah, and whoever it is
clearly knows who we are.
[piano music playing]
[indistinct conversations]
[sighs]
You're all set.
Hello, there.
- Hey.
- What can I get for you?
A glass of a Cabernet
and a menu.
Perfect.
So,
you been eating out,
or are you just tired
of room service?
[sighs]
Tired of hiding, actually.
Oh, who are you
hiding from?
Well, maybe you haven't
gone online recently.
I'm not
just some Bay Area dyke
teaching crafting
out of my garage.
Well-done.
- [both laugh]
- Thank you.
I plan on using that line
someday myself.
[laughs] For your sake,
I hope you don't have to.
So, I saw the trial's
all wrapped up.
All but
the judge's decision.
So,
now you just wait?
[sighs]
[scoffs]
Is it killing you?
In a manner of speaking.
He's not going for
the death penalty, is he?
In this city?
[scoffs]
It's crazy the thing
even exists.
I know, I know.
I'm preaching
to the choir.
No, no.
Preach on, sister.
Well, it's just, every time they kill one
of those people in Texas or in Florida,
I-I seriously believe it stunts
the evolution of mankind.
Wow.
[indistinct conversations]
[chuckles]
I'm just happy
I live in California.
Someday,
everybody else will catch up.
It's, uh, amazing
that you believe that.
- Uh, uh, excuse me one second.
- MAN: Thank you.
Hey.
[piano music playing]
All right.
You know
what you want?
[sighs]
- [crickets chirping]
- [sighs]
- I'm coming in there!
- ALYSSA: Keep your ass in that bed.
[both laugh]
[dog barking in distance]
Holy shit!
You made French fries
from scratch?
Uh-huh.
Mmm!
We're gonna have salad,
too.
No!
French fries.
- [laughs]
- Mmm!
Mmm.
What did you put in these
besides crack?
Oh, I just put crack.
[laughs]
I think
this is the perfect date.
[laughs]
[laughs]
When do you
go back to work?
An hour ago.
I can't
do it anymore.
I made a good choice
with you.
I can't afford
to make another bad one.
Alyssa,
I-I don't care what you did.
- I-I don't.
- I care.
Look, I made
just about every bad choice
you could possibly make
in that place.
I mean, drugs, using people,
letting myself be used.
I didn't prostitute myself,
if that's what you're thinking.
At least
not literally.
No, I-I wasn't
thinking that.
Well, other girls did,
and I was around it.
I don't know why
I'm telling you this.
Those other girls... did, um,
did they do it on their own?
It sounds like you're asking me
as a cop.
No, I'm just... I'm just asking.
It's just me.
Good.
'Cause from
what I can tell...
it was organized.
And...
one of the girls said
that the guy running them...
was a cop.
♪ ♪
Looks like your girl
was lying after all.
She did send a few texts
around the time of the shooting.
- But not from Chinatown.
- No, Lakeside.
If my calculations are correct,
she was at the galleria,
which makes
total sense
because Nordstrom was having
a killer sale on shoes.
So,
Suger Cascade walks.
HILDY:
No witness, no case.
- Dude is Teflon.
- Terry?
- Yeah?
- You have a minute?
Yeah, man.
I'm gonna give this
to Koto.
So... I was talking to Alyssa
last night.
- Y-You remember her, right?
- Yeah.
Yeah, so, we...
you know, we decided...
I mean, we're,
um...
You know,
it's not really important,
but the main point is just that
she was talking a lot about
The Invisible Hand.
Okay.
And...
she was
kind of talking about...
everything.
And, um,
and she was... [sighs]
[clears throat]
You know, she said was there was
prostitution there, but...
Alyssa said
that she thought...
that it was all
being run by a cop.
Okay,
did she say who?
She said she didn't know,
but, Terry...
I've been there
a few times.
I've only ever seen
one cop there,
and the girls...
they know him.
They flock
to him.
A-And I don't like
what I'm thinking,
but I'm... I'm feeling it.
It's Junior.
How did you know?
I don't really,
but...
I'm feeling it,
too.
And, you know,
you should get out of here.
Yeah.
♪ ♪
So, we're investigating
a corruption ring at 850.
Walt and Kaleb
were a part of it.
We think it might've
gotten them killed.
Corruption... so, anyone in
the building could be involved.
Yeah,
it's widespread.
A lot of this business
is being dealt with, uh,
at The Invisible Hand.
W-What kind
of business?
Oh, illegal loans,
high interest,
brass-knuckle enforcement,
and prostitution.
- Now, if a cop...
- [sighs]
...is running girls
out of the club...
That's probably part
of the same corruption ring.
Exactly, exactly.
Now, here's where
Junior comes in.
He was
a part of the loans.
We think he was running
the girls, too.
Okay, so, you... you... you are
already investigating Junior?
- For how long?
- No, see, Junior came to Hildy for help,
but we have a feeling he didn't
tell her the whole story.
Wait, Jesus,
so...
Hildy
doesn't suspect?
No, she doesn't
suspect anything.
What the hell
are we gonna do about that?
You don't worry about
Junior and Hildy, all right?
I got that.
You got to finish the job
with Alyssa.
- Wait, finish the job?
- Mm-hmm.
You got to get her to tell you
everything she knows...
everything.
Terry,
look, man,
it isn't like I can force her
to tell me the truth.
You got to trick her,
manipulate her, lie to her.
I don't care.
But we're talking dead cops
here, all right?
You got
to do your job.
[indistinct conversations]
[telephone ringing]
[sighs]
Hildy?
For a minute?
[conversations continue]
[sighs]
What's going on?
I, uh, I have some information
about Junior.
What kind
of information?
It's the bad kind.
We think
he may be doing more
than just getting loans
from The Invisible Hand.
He might be running
the girls there, too.
[scoffs] Bullshit.
What do you mean
"he might"?
Wait, Hildy,
just give him a second.
- Who gave you the information?
- Molk.
♪ ♪
Should've come
to me first.
Uh...
there wasn't
any time.
[sighs]
Do you
have proof?
No.
But just
so you know...
when I speak
to him...
I'm going at him
like I have everything.
♪ ♪
Uh...
if this is about
the other day, uh...
I was
out of line.
I lost my temper,
so, uh...
uh, uh,
I'm sorry.
Why don't you
have a seat?
[siren wailing in distance]
[sighs]
We know
about the prostitution ring
that you're running
at The Invisible Hand.
We know how long
you've been doing it.
And we know
all the girls involved.
[chuckles]
Are you kidding me?
Do yourself
a favor.
Don't...
don't talk unless...
I ask you to.
I'm gonna offer you
a deal.
I already ran it
by Koto.
He's cool with it.
If you cop to this,
no criminal charges,
no corruption
on your record.
You resign
from the force today, clean.
If you want a minute
to think about this...
I will give you
one minute.
♪ ♪
Is my sister watching?
Your sister
is the only reason
this deal
is even on the table.
♪ ♪
30 seconds.
♪ ♪
I'll take it.
♪ ♪
[indistinct conversations]
Are you the reason
the drop never happened
with Torres?
You make a call?
I was just
slowing it down.
Who did you call?
Alyssa.
She's the one
that's in charge of the money.
Come on, hillbilly, don't...
don't look at me like that.
♪ ♪
This is me.
This is
who I've always been.
♪ ♪
Prostitutes.
[sighs]
You're a scum bag.
♪ ♪
[door opens]
[door slams]
[train bell rings]
[knock on door]
ALYSSA:
Who is it?
It's David.
What are
you doing here?
I-I couldn't wait
till tomorrow night.
Can I take you
to dinner now?
[horn honks in distance]
French wine.
Goes with
French fries.
[chuckles]
S-Sure.
Come on in.
Just give me a minute.
I'll throw something on.
Okay.
Oh,
son of a bitch.
[floorboard thuds]
[thud]
[thud]
Hey,
how cold is it outside?
It's actually
pretty chilly. Um...
y-you're probably gonna need
a sweater and maybe a hat.
Hey. Wow.
You look great.
Well,
since you just showed up,
I figured you had
something special in mind.
You want to go?
Yeah.
[horns honking,
indistinct conversations]
You asked
for extra sugar, right?
♪ ♪
Mmm.
I'm straight now.
You want
to see something?
[engine turns over]
♪ No sugar in my coffee
♪ It makes me mean, Lord,
it makes me mean ♪
[keys jingle]
Yo, so, what am I
supposed to be looking at?
Me.
[birds chirping]
I heard you went
to go see Andy Chan.
He say anything
about the witness?
No.
What else
y'all talk about?
[chirping continues]
Chan told you.
Yeah.
He told me my boy
is making plans to take over.
You think
you ready?
If I had to be.
Chan don't think
you're ready.
Don't matter
what Chan thinks.
Matters what
Potrero thinks.
Yeah, and I'm the man
up in there, not you.
I've been cleared,
so you need to step back
to where you belong.
[sighs]
Or maybe it's time
for a damn change.
♪ ♪
Give me
your burner.
Give me your damn burner,
homey!
Slow!
Okay, homey.
[gun thuds]
Damn.
You ride or die
with this.
I'm the one holding this gun,
not you.
This is
what's best for Potrero.
Ain't even personal.
[chuckles]
Shit is always personal,
"B."
♪ ♪
This is how every king
takes the crown.
You want it?
♪ ♪
You got
to come get it!
♪ ♪
What now?
Torres?
The man
is speechless.
Oh,
look at that.
Management Control.
At the end
of an illegal money trail.
- You think that's gonna end his career?
- TERRY: Huh.
I think it'll give us a warrant
to search his house.
Garage looks interesting.
My family's in there.
What do you want?
Come on.
We're gonna go
for a little ride.
I don't know what you think
you're gonna do to me,
but the Marine Unit's
all over the Bay.
Ah, Bayerson and his crew,
right?
- Love those guys.
- Yeah, and they love Management Control.
- Here.
- Anybody tail you guys?
- No, we're good.
- [beeping]
Ah,
this should be fun.
I don't know that much
about The Union.
I'm just part
of the process.
I got a message telling me that
the money was coming, and...
How'd you get
the message?
There's a check-cashing place
in Noe Valley.
Owner's a C.I.
He calls me
when something comes in.
So, you're a captain
in The Union?
Guess your father
broke it down for you.
How about you not mention
my father again?
All right, all right,
so you got the message
that the money was coming.
Then what?
And...
where and when
to make the drop.
Okay, so, where and when?
Come on, man.
The Marina Green.
9:00 A.M.
Who would pick it up?
I don't know.
The whole thing
is designed to be anonymous.
You know what?
Maybe we should look into that warrant.
Early retirement
becomes jail time. I like it.
- I can't know what I don't know.
- You're lying!
That means a lot coming
from a piece of shit like you.
- [grunts]
- HILDY: Junior!
- TERRY: Hey!
- [grunts]
- Hey!
- All right, all right.
Come on, come on,
come on, outside! Go!
What, are you gonna report me
to Management Control?
- Move!
- Yeah, asshole, get off me.
Goddamn animal.
[sighs]
What the hell
is the matter with you?
You want to know
who the head of The Union is?
It's Torres. I promise you.
No way he can be that clueless, all right?
We're being played
right now.
And you
believe this why?
My gut,
okay?
Believe it or not, you're not
the only person that has one.
Guy's Management Control.
Who better to run a corruption
ring? H-He's got the inside.
So, your plan is to, what,
just beat the shit out of him?
I lost
my temper.
- You need to go home.
- No, I don't!
Yeah,
you do!
[sighs] Why?
Look, you...
you helped us
get this far.
Just let Terry and I
finish, okay?
♪ ♪
Go home.
Wake up
with your kids.
♪ ♪
[siren wailing in distance]
TERRY: This is why
you threatened my partner?
Why you told her to stay away
from Junior?
You were worried
it would blow back on you.
HILDY: What did you call
my brother again...
a dirty mess?
[chuckles] That's hysterical.
Let's drop the pretense,
okay?
I don't want to go to jail.
I don't want to be humiliated.
I will give you
what I can give you...
names of cops I tapped,
orders I passed on to them.
What are you
gonna give me?
That depends
on who's on the list.
Walt Martin?
Kaleb Peat?
Are they on there?
You got them
connected to The Union?
Look,
I didn't kill anybody.
Though you could've
ordered it.
Done the hit
on Criolla, too.
- No way.
- [knock on door]
Come in!
[door opens, closes]
- That was quick.
- SILETTI: Hey, Hildy.
Hey, uh, you two will bring Koto
up to speed on this
first thing,
right?
Well, that's assuming
he's not involved.
I mean, at this point,
anyone at 850 could be, right?
Daddy Koto's kid?
No way.
Loop him in.
Yeah.
[sighs]
Jesus Christ.
[chuckles]
Nick Torres.
Could there be a more perfect
definition of irony?
I've got names.
I want the name...
top of the pyramid.
And I would gladly give you that
if I had it, but I don't.
Well,
I'm not interested.
Y-You're not interested
in guys who did more than
$2 million in graft last year?
Come on.
This is
gonna be big.
Oh,
Siletti's got nuts.
I know, right?
He may win
the Maker trial
and then end up cracking
a police-corruption ring,
like,
within days of each other.
- He's feeling it.
- Yeah.
So, my brother thinks
that Torres is the head man.
He thinks
he's just playing dumb.
Torres, meaning the money
would stop with him.
That's
an interesting theory.
You think there's any truth
to it?
We got to follow the money
to find out.
Yeah.
♪ ♪
MAN: Tacked off,
left side!
♪ ♪
[birds calling]
[indistinct conversations]
♪ ♪
He looks tense,
yo.
[conversations continue]
♪ ♪
Piece of shit's
gonna try and run.
♪ ♪
- Lieutenant?
- I got him.
♪ ♪
[car door closes]
♪ ♪
Smarter
than you look.
♪ ♪
[birds calling]
- See anybody?
- Negative.
This is taking
too long.
You don't just leave 70 grand
out in the open.
Someone should've been here
10 minutes ago.
Torres is laughing at us
right now.
♪ ♪
Heads up, guys...
here we go.
♪ ♪
- He's headed towards Lincoln.
- Yeah, I see him.
♪ ♪
He just
made Junior.
♪ ♪
Terry,
he's headed right for you.
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[grunts]
- Aah!
- [handcuffs click]
- Up you go.
- [sighs]
- [breathing heavily]
- HILDY: You good?
Bag's right there.
Yeah, I'm good.
[breathing heavily]
Let's go.
So, who do we think
this kid is?
He's clearly
not a cop.
Maybe a courier
for The Union?
Just a douche bag in the park
that stole a duffel bag.
You know this guy?
You recognize him?
Never seen him before.
I never stick around to see
who picks up the drop.
- Why not?
- Less I know, the better.
That's the way
the whole thing works.
Roll the window
back up.
I guarantee you, this kid has
no idea what he stumbled onto.
Seriously, Hildy,
go ask him what's inside.
- [indistinct conversations]
- Hey.
Why'd you take this?
I'm not
saying anything.
I know
my rights.
Did you know
it was filled with this?
Holy shit!
I had no idea...
h-hand to God!
[bag zips]
I should've brought
my bike.
[sighs]
Well, it looks like your
douche-bag theory was correct.
I'll book him
on the misdemeanor.
What about Torres?
He's got a deal in place
with Siletti.
It's time for him to go file
his retirement papers.
Of course he does.
Well, this was a great
goddamn waste of time.
- You believe me now?
- Still doesn't mean
- Torres is the head guy.
- [car door closes]
No? Okay, so,
why didn't anybody get the cash?
- [engine turns over]
- Hmm? Somebody tip off the pickup guy?
Think about it.
Who could've done it...
me, you, Terry, Koto?
Maybe the pickup guy
was just late. I don't know.
There is no pickup guy!
This is all bullshit!
The money ends
with Torres!
He played possum, sold out
a couple of his weasels,
and now he's sailing off into
the sunset with a fat pension,
- and you guys are cool with this!
- Are you serious right now?
Ain't nobody cool
with nothing, all right?
We still
got to check it out.
You do that.
[rap music playing]
So...
what you doing
for the rest of the summer?
Chillin'?
Oh, as soon as I get the money,
I'm going to Maui.
Nice.
Yeah,
I got that travel bug.
Like an addiction.
You got
them hips, too.
You gonna go over there
and do the hula?
[laughs]
You ever been?
Couple times.
- Well, you know what's even better?
- What?
Tahiti. [blows]
It's not even that much longer
of a flight.
It's just
seriously pricy.
Yo.
Candace is gonna do
the hula for us.
[laughs]
I am holding scissors,
Suge.
FATTY B.: Chill out.
Bro,
what's up with you?
Brothers are getting restless,
Suge.
How you figure?
We shut down
too long,
people start thinking
it's permanent.
They're starting
to trip.
Give us a second,
baby doll.
Okay.
[mid-tempo music playing]
Nobody is talking about
shutting down.
We just got to lay low
for a piece
till our
situation changes.
Yeah, but they starting
to see that as your situation.
[music continues]
My situation
is our situation.
And if you find that witness,
this whole thing is over.
So,
tell me...
what is your problem,
"B"?
My problem is, I already talked
to the Chinatown connect.
I talked to the inside guys
at five-o.
Shit's locked down tight,
Suge.
And that's
all you got?
♪ ♪
You telling me that you can't
dig a little deeper?
Nah.
I can.
♪ ♪
Then do it.
[birds calling]
[indistinct conversations]
[keys jingling]
ALYSSA: David?
Alyssa.
- Hey.
- What are you doing here?
Hoping not
to screw it up this time.
Can we talk?
Yeah. Yeah.
[keys jingle]
[keys jingling]
[sighs]
Can I get you something?
- Um...
- You want some tea?
Yeah, sure.
[sighs]
[glasses rattling]
[water running]
- [water stops]
- [sighs]
Thought you wanted
to talk.
I do.
[horns honking in distance]
Well,
then talk.
Look, this isn't easy
for me, okay?
People don't just...
talk about their feelings
where I'm from.
You're talking
to a Homicide detective.
Then how come
it's so easy for you?
It isn't.
But being honest
is really important.
It matters.
I make the effort.
And the people in my life
got to do the same.
Otherwise,
it's just too much work.
That day...
that you came to see me
at the club...
Yeah?
...I shouldn't have
sent you away.
[sighs]
I should've left
with you.
[chuckles]
You... you asked me
who I was afraid of.
And...
in my mind,
I was like,
"Oh, Christ,
who am I not afraid of?"
The girls at the club,
the men I dance for...
they all scare me.
I look at them,
and I see...
these pieces o-of myself
that I've, like...
given away.
And I'm scared
I can never get back.
And then I look at what's left,
and it's just... [sighs]
Do you get
what I'm saying?
Not yet.
No, but...
...keep talking.
There's a lot of me
that...
feels...
dead inside.
Look, this is not me
feeling sorry for myself.
It...
it's just the truth.
♪ ♪
And it's my fault.
[cries]
I did it all.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
♪ ♪
JAMIE:
I know you're upset,
and you don't have to
talk to me.
Truthfully, I don't know
what you remember
about your uncle
or don't.
But I know that he did
horrible things to you.
I wouldn't have said it
otherwise.
You...
put...
images...
in my head.
And now I'm gonna spend
the rest of my life
trying to figure out
if they're real.
Is this
what you fought for?
No, I fought for everything else
in your life.
I fought for you.
Eventually,
you're gonna land, Dustin,
with some kind of life
in front of you.
None of us know
how long we have.
But you're
gonna be better off
with some kind of understanding
of who you are.
Who the hell are you
to tell me that?
♪ ♪
Just the one
who's here.
[scoffs]
For now.
[sighs]
[police radio chatter]
Hey, guys.
[telephone ringing]
[chatter continues]
NAVARRO: Hey.
What's going on?
Don't know.
Something's going down.
I don't know if Torres
had anything to do with this,
but Koto's in there
with the D.A. and a Vice cop.
Huh.
What's up with you?
Nothing.
[chuckles] Yeah.
Hey.
So, you were a soldier in The
Union. What were your duties?
I want to talk
to my F.O.P. rep first.
[scoffs] Really?
You know, we got everything
we need from Torres.
You're done as a cop, Mulcahey,
and you're going to jail.
For how long
is up to you.
We're only asking for your side
of the story as a courtesy,
so it's time to make a change
and stop being a dumbass!
[sighs]
All right,
I-I-I got tapped
right after we busted a couple
of meth labs in Excelsior.
We pulled in a ton of cash
and product on those busts.
Torres must've known.
[sighs]
Did you skim
or sell?
Both.
Did you
distribute the product?
No.
I unloaded it to various dealers
for cash, straight up.
Were the...
dealers local?
No.
I'd go to Sacramento.
GARRISON: Reno.
What else?
Credit-card numbers.
Identity theft?
RAMOS: We worked a few cases
against the Armenians.
They had some printouts.
I just sold them
to the competition.
Who was
the competition?
The Salvadorans were running
a few illegal gambling spots
in South San Francisco.
Offered them protection
for a cut.
It was
pretty simple.
And you delivered the profits
to Torres?
I'd make a drop...
at the check-cashing place.
Was there anybody else involved
that you know?
Soldiers, captains,
anybody?
Only person I ever talked to
was Torres.
I only
saw the guy once.
That was only
when he tapped me.
Everything else was anonymous...
where to go, what to do.
[sighs]
I thought it was perfect.
[handcuffs click]
♪ ♪
That's a lot
of cops.
Five,
including Torres.
Well, that's just
the tip of the iceberg.
Unless Junior's right.
He thinks that, uh,
that Torres is the head,
that he's
been playing dumb.
What do you guys think?
I think he'd have to be
a hell of an actor.
We can't connect him to Criolla
or Sarah Tran.
He was
definitely shocked
when we told him that Walt
and Kaleb were in The Union.
All of his soldiers alibi
out of the four murders, so...
I think we just chopped off
an arm of this thing.
I think
there's got to be more.
The only question
that we haven't answered
is why
the drop didn't go off.
We have to consider
the fact
that maybe there wasn't supposed
to be a drop in the first place.
- HILDY: Mm.
- All right.
These busts
should make enough noise
to keep Torres on ice
for a little while longer.
I'll press him around the edges
a bit, see what I can find.
- Okay.
- All right.
[telephone ringing]
Hey.
Uh, you guys got a minute?
Yeah.
What's up?
Have either of you spoken to
the witness that I.D.'d Suger?
Oh, that's Junior's witness,
not ours.
All right, so,
a couple of years ago,
there was
a group of Triad kids
knocking over
convenience stores.
I nosed around, and there was
a group of girls who knew them.
The woman who came in
on Suger... she was one of them.
- How old was she?
- 22, 23, but sketchy.
How so?
Uh, she keeps changing
her story.
First,
it's one guy,
then it's another guy,
then it's his cousin.
I mean,
she thought she could work me.
So, you're saying
she's an unreliable witness?
No, I'm saying that she's not
scared of gaming a cop.
And she's probably one of
those people that has an agenda.
Oh,
an agenda?
For real?
I know what you're thinking,
and that's not what this is.
I mean, I'm not telling you
that she's lying.
I'm not trying
to blow this case up.
I'm just saying, if I were you,
I'd dig deep with this woman.
Otherwise,
the case might not stick.
Well, you should talk
to Junior, not us.
I don't think this is something
Junior really wants to hear.
[horns honking,
dog barking in distance]
MAN:
Throw the ball!
[birds chirping]
Your boss
is keeping a low profile.
Got to play it safe
right now.
[chuckles]
[speaking Chinese]
The hell
does that mean?
Too little,
too late.
We'll see.
[indistinct conversations]
So,
you are his proxy.
What does he want?
Why don't we talk about
what you want, Chan?
What do you think
I want?
To get back to business
with no problem.
Look,
Suger's gonna be gone.
And when he is...
I'm gonna be
your man.
[birds chirping]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Okay,
say when.
Oh,
that's perfect.
Cool.
Well, our coffee's far
from perfect, but enjoy.
- Thanks.
- Great bag.
Oh,
thank you.
Okay, can you, uh...
You can just sit right here.
- Okay.
- That's great.
Thanks.
I appreciate you coming in.
Oh, sure.
They told me
I might have to, so...
Yeah, it's pretty standard.
It's just a-a few follow-up questions.
Sure.
All right, so, going back
to the night of the shooting,
you said that
you were standing in a doorway
across the alley
from the restaurant
where the victim
walked out?
That's right.
And you were
smoking a cigarette?
Yeah.
It was windy,
so I had to go to the doorway
to light my cigarette,
then I got a text
from my girlfriend, so...
- So, you stuck around?
- Yeah.
- Oh.
- [telephone ringing, door opens]
- HILDY: Do you remember what time it was?
- Hey.
- Hey.
- What's this?
You met her
on the beach.
- Oh, it's the follow-up.
- With my witness?
Yeah,
somebody called
and said that
she might not be reliable,
so we just wanted
an impartial take.
Impartial my ass.
You know, you two...
you like to get your hands
all over everything, don't you?
This is bullshit.
So...
according to the report,
it says you were 25 feet away
from the shooting
when it happened?
Oh, yeah, I saw him.
It was pretty clear.
Was it
a full moon that night?
I don't know.
[laughs]
[chuckles]
I'm just...
I'm just asking because...
there's no lights
in the alley,
so I don't know how
you would've seen him otherwise.
Well, there were
when I was there.
I saw the Asian guy
come out of the restaurant,
then the black guy jumped him,
hit him with his gun,
and shot him
in the face.
It was over
in like 10 seconds.
Is someone paying you
to say this?
Paying me?
What are you talking about?
I'm just... I'm just
trying to figure out
why you would choose
to come into a police station
and start
telling lies.
I'm not
telling lies.
We triangulated
your phone, Marissa.
You were nowhere near the alley
that night.
So, unless you want me to arrest
you for obstruction of justice,
you need
to start telling me the truth,
and you need
to start telling me right now.
♪ ♪
So, did she
actually recant?
No,
she just stopped talking,
but it was clear
I'd caught her in a lie.
Why didn't Junior
catch that?
Well, she knew the story.
You know, she had good details.
I mean, she seemed like
a reliable witness.
It wasn't
my brother's fault.
But you two
had doubts?
Yeah, that's only because
we got a tip from Veracruz.
She knew the woman
from a previous case.
[sighs] All right,
so, if you're right,
this woman came to us
with false testimony.
Why?
Well,
it's not clear.
The victim
was an associate of Andy Chan,
and he used to trade punches
with Suger, so...
All right, so, she might be
aligned with Chan.
Hey, you didn't actually
triangulate her phone, did you?
That would be a no.
[chuckles]
Let's make it
a yes.
Get a warrant,
get Keefer on it.
Make it official.
I'll call Siletti
and let him know
this week might not be
so perfect after all.
All right.
Uh, what happened
with Torres?
Is he
playing us?
My gut
says no.
We got him
over at the ocean view motel.
I-I spent a couple hours
with him,
talked about the drop,
why it didn't work out.
You know,
it's... it's possible
we just got made by whoever
was making the pickup.
Yeah, and whoever it is
clearly knows who we are.
[piano music playing]
[indistinct conversations]
[sighs]
You're all set.
Hello, there.
- Hey.
- What can I get for you?
A glass of a Cabernet
and a menu.
Perfect.
So,
you been eating out,
or are you just tired
of room service?
[sighs]
Tired of hiding, actually.
Oh, who are you
hiding from?
Well, maybe you haven't
gone online recently.
I'm not
just some Bay Area dyke
teaching crafting
out of my garage.
Well-done.
- [both laugh]
- Thank you.
I plan on using that line
someday myself.
[laughs] For your sake,
I hope you don't have to.
So, I saw the trial's
all wrapped up.
All but
the judge's decision.
So,
now you just wait?
[sighs]
[scoffs]
Is it killing you?
In a manner of speaking.
He's not going for
the death penalty, is he?
In this city?
[scoffs]
It's crazy the thing
even exists.
I know, I know.
I'm preaching
to the choir.
No, no.
Preach on, sister.
Well, it's just, every time they kill one
of those people in Texas or in Florida,
I-I seriously believe it stunts
the evolution of mankind.
Wow.
[indistinct conversations]
[chuckles]
I'm just happy
I live in California.
Someday,
everybody else will catch up.
It's, uh, amazing
that you believe that.
- Uh, uh, excuse me one second.
- MAN: Thank you.
Hey.
[piano music playing]
All right.
You know
what you want?
[sighs]
- [crickets chirping]
- [sighs]
- I'm coming in there!
- ALYSSA: Keep your ass in that bed.
[both laugh]
[dog barking in distance]
Holy shit!
You made French fries
from scratch?
Uh-huh.
Mmm!
We're gonna have salad,
too.
No!
French fries.
- [laughs]
- Mmm!
Mmm.
What did you put in these
besides crack?
Oh, I just put crack.
[laughs]
I think
this is the perfect date.
[laughs]
[laughs]
When do you
go back to work?
An hour ago.
I can't
do it anymore.
I made a good choice
with you.
I can't afford
to make another bad one.
Alyssa,
I-I don't care what you did.
- I-I don't.
- I care.
Look, I made
just about every bad choice
you could possibly make
in that place.
I mean, drugs, using people,
letting myself be used.
I didn't prostitute myself,
if that's what you're thinking.
At least
not literally.
No, I-I wasn't
thinking that.
Well, other girls did,
and I was around it.
I don't know why
I'm telling you this.
Those other girls... did, um,
did they do it on their own?
It sounds like you're asking me
as a cop.
No, I'm just... I'm just asking.
It's just me.
Good.
'Cause from
what I can tell...
it was organized.
And...
one of the girls said
that the guy running them...
was a cop.
♪ ♪
Looks like your girl
was lying after all.
She did send a few texts
around the time of the shooting.
- But not from Chinatown.
- No, Lakeside.
If my calculations are correct,
she was at the galleria,
which makes
total sense
because Nordstrom was having
a killer sale on shoes.
So,
Suger Cascade walks.
HILDY:
No witness, no case.
- Dude is Teflon.
- Terry?
- Yeah?
- You have a minute?
Yeah, man.
I'm gonna give this
to Koto.
So... I was talking to Alyssa
last night.
- Y-You remember her, right?
- Yeah.
Yeah, so, we...
you know, we decided...
I mean, we're,
um...
You know,
it's not really important,
but the main point is just that
she was talking a lot about
The Invisible Hand.
Okay.
And...
she was
kind of talking about...
everything.
And, um,
and she was... [sighs]
[clears throat]
You know, she said was there was
prostitution there, but...
Alyssa said
that she thought...
that it was all
being run by a cop.
Okay,
did she say who?
She said she didn't know,
but, Terry...
I've been there
a few times.
I've only ever seen
one cop there,
and the girls...
they know him.
They flock
to him.
A-And I don't like
what I'm thinking,
but I'm... I'm feeling it.
It's Junior.
How did you know?
I don't really,
but...
I'm feeling it,
too.
And, you know,
you should get out of here.
Yeah.
♪ ♪
So, we're investigating
a corruption ring at 850.
Walt and Kaleb
were a part of it.
We think it might've
gotten them killed.
Corruption... so, anyone in
the building could be involved.
Yeah,
it's widespread.
A lot of this business
is being dealt with, uh,
at The Invisible Hand.
W-What kind
of business?
Oh, illegal loans,
high interest,
brass-knuckle enforcement,
and prostitution.
- Now, if a cop...
- [sighs]
...is running girls
out of the club...
That's probably part
of the same corruption ring.
Exactly, exactly.
Now, here's where
Junior comes in.
He was
a part of the loans.
We think he was running
the girls, too.
Okay, so, you... you... you are
already investigating Junior?
- For how long?
- No, see, Junior came to Hildy for help,
but we have a feeling he didn't
tell her the whole story.
Wait, Jesus,
so...
Hildy
doesn't suspect?
No, she doesn't
suspect anything.
What the hell
are we gonna do about that?
You don't worry about
Junior and Hildy, all right?
I got that.
You got to finish the job
with Alyssa.
- Wait, finish the job?
- Mm-hmm.
You got to get her to tell you
everything she knows...
everything.
Terry,
look, man,
it isn't like I can force her
to tell me the truth.
You got to trick her,
manipulate her, lie to her.
I don't care.
But we're talking dead cops
here, all right?
You got
to do your job.
[indistinct conversations]
[telephone ringing]
[sighs]
Hildy?
For a minute?
[conversations continue]
[sighs]
What's going on?
I, uh, I have some information
about Junior.
What kind
of information?
It's the bad kind.
We think
he may be doing more
than just getting loans
from The Invisible Hand.
He might be running
the girls there, too.
[scoffs] Bullshit.
What do you mean
"he might"?
Wait, Hildy,
just give him a second.
- Who gave you the information?
- Molk.
♪ ♪
Should've come
to me first.
Uh...
there wasn't
any time.
[sighs]
Do you
have proof?
No.
But just
so you know...
when I speak
to him...
I'm going at him
like I have everything.
♪ ♪
Uh...
if this is about
the other day, uh...
I was
out of line.
I lost my temper,
so, uh...
uh, uh,
I'm sorry.
Why don't you
have a seat?
[siren wailing in distance]
[sighs]
We know
about the prostitution ring
that you're running
at The Invisible Hand.
We know how long
you've been doing it.
And we know
all the girls involved.
[chuckles]
Are you kidding me?
Do yourself
a favor.
Don't...
don't talk unless...
I ask you to.
I'm gonna offer you
a deal.
I already ran it
by Koto.
He's cool with it.
If you cop to this,
no criminal charges,
no corruption
on your record.
You resign
from the force today, clean.
If you want a minute
to think about this...
I will give you
one minute.
♪ ♪
Is my sister watching?
Your sister
is the only reason
this deal
is even on the table.
♪ ♪
30 seconds.
♪ ♪
I'll take it.
♪ ♪
[indistinct conversations]
Are you the reason
the drop never happened
with Torres?
You make a call?
I was just
slowing it down.
Who did you call?
Alyssa.
She's the one
that's in charge of the money.
Come on, hillbilly, don't...
don't look at me like that.
♪ ♪
This is me.
This is
who I've always been.
♪ ♪
Prostitutes.
[sighs]
You're a scum bag.
♪ ♪
[door opens]
[door slams]
[train bell rings]
[knock on door]
ALYSSA:
Who is it?
It's David.
What are
you doing here?
I-I couldn't wait
till tomorrow night.
Can I take you
to dinner now?
[horn honks in distance]
French wine.
Goes with
French fries.
[chuckles]
S-Sure.
Come on in.
Just give me a minute.
I'll throw something on.
Okay.
Oh,
son of a bitch.
[floorboard thuds]
[thud]
[thud]
Hey,
how cold is it outside?
It's actually
pretty chilly. Um...
y-you're probably gonna need
a sweater and maybe a hat.
Hey. Wow.
You look great.
Well,
since you just showed up,
I figured you had
something special in mind.
You want to go?
Yeah.
[horns honking,
indistinct conversations]
You asked
for extra sugar, right?
♪ ♪
Mmm.
I'm straight now.
You want
to see something?
[engine turns over]
♪ No sugar in my coffee
♪ It makes me mean, Lord,
it makes me mean ♪
[keys jingle]
Yo, so, what am I
supposed to be looking at?
Me.
[birds chirping]
I heard you went
to go see Andy Chan.
He say anything
about the witness?
No.
What else
y'all talk about?
[chirping continues]
Chan told you.
Yeah.
He told me my boy
is making plans to take over.
You think
you ready?
If I had to be.
Chan don't think
you're ready.
Don't matter
what Chan thinks.
Matters what
Potrero thinks.
Yeah, and I'm the man
up in there, not you.
I've been cleared,
so you need to step back
to where you belong.
[sighs]
Or maybe it's time
for a damn change.
♪ ♪
Give me
your burner.
Give me your damn burner,
homey!
Slow!
Okay, homey.
[gun thuds]
Damn.
You ride or die
with this.
I'm the one holding this gun,
not you.
This is
what's best for Potrero.
Ain't even personal.
[chuckles]
Shit is always personal,
"B."
♪ ♪
This is how every king
takes the crown.
You want it?
♪ ♪
You got
to come get it!
♪ ♪
What now?