Southland (2009–2013): Season 2, Episode 5 - What Makes Sammy Run? - full transcript

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Previously on Southland:

He was executed in one of your
Bentleys with coke on him.

You're back in the game,
aren't you, Trinard?

Back! Richter, back! Back!

It helps me
relax, okay?

Next time, I'll take you
down to the station.

Get back to school.

Hey, what are you doing
hanging out with these people?

You lied to me
my whole life!

I'm sorry about that!
My whole life!



I'm here because
I love you, okay?

I have an on-duty
back injury.

You don't have to
explain anything to me.

That pain medication allows me
to stay on the streets,

or I lose my
field certification.

You have any idea
how close you all came

to fucking up a six-month
surveillance today?

What are we talking about?
Trinny Day.

Veteran cops know better than
to take work home with them.

Detective Sammy Bryant had to
learn this again the hard way.

♪ 'Cause I'm-a be
where I come from ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm-a be where
I come from... ♪

♪ (man raps in Spanish) ♪

Hello?



Yo, wake your ass up, puto.

You're sitting at home,
missing everything.

Tweety Byrd just got lit up

like a freaking Christmas tree
three hours ago.

Trinny Day's right hand?

Where?

Remember our last surveillance?

Yeah.

That's the spot.

I'll-I'll be there in 20.

Don't look at the camera.

Damn it!

I don't have time to be one
of your little projects.

This is part of the "Day in
the Life of a Cop" series

I've been working
on for class.

Work. That's
the operative word, Tammi.

This is my job.
It's real.

But I thought today
was your day off.

Yeah, well, my phone is ringing
because somebody's dead.

Murderers don't
take days off.

Sammy, you were nicer to me
when you wore suits to work.

Don't forget your
prenatal vitamins.

They make me nauseous.

I closed a $20
million sale today.

Come on. In
this economy?

So what? I had
a few sakes.

In what, a
Big Gulp cup?

Cooper.

Hey, Ben.

Michelle.
How you doing?

Your guy any good?

Mine keeps
staring at my ass.

I plead the Fifth.

You better.

You're going
after her, Frodo?

Sure. Taller boots
have tried and failed.

You can think of
a clever comeback

on the way to Los Feliz.

♪ Sammy boy! ♪

'Sup, man? Knock
the wife up yet?

Who's the other guy
next to Tweety?

Juan Doe. No idea.

They ripped his face
up pretty bad, though.

We'll need prts
to I.D. him.

Yeah, what's up, Pop?

Are you kidding me?

All right, look.

We're gonna talk about this
when she gets home tonight.

Estoy trabajando, papí.
Come on.

All right. I'll
see you then.

Jesus.

Mercedes never came home again
last night.

Teenagers.
You remember.

Yeah. Yeah.
You just watch, man.

This fatherhood thing's
a lot tougher than it looks.

This thing's
got Twitter on it.

You think Tweety Tweeted
before he got shot?

(imitating Tweety Bird):
I tawt I saw a puddy tat...

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat.

Come on, man.

You need to work on that.

So, our victim
is Marcus "Tweety" Byrd,

head of Platinum Motors
San Diego, and a former Crip.

Now, even though Trinny
is a former Blood,

these two go back
to juvie hall together.

I mean, Bloods and Crips
getting along,

that's nothing new,
but we've never seen this level

of collaboration
between black and Mexicans.

Trinny's rewriting
the rules.

Black and brown
make green, bro.

Exactly. Everybody coming
together, making money,

bringing drugs
across the Tijuana border.

Probably by our friend here,

our dead amigo Tweety
from San Diego.

So if Trinny
is making evybody rich,

including the cartels,

why do they want him dead?

Well, who cares who
wants them dead?

You have something
to add, Sal?

Yeah, yeah. I got three
dead bodies in two days

and one Detective
avlable to work them.

I need you to wrap
this thing up.

I need my guys back.

Richter!

Richter, stop it!

Oh, my God.
Richter!

Settle down! Settle!

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

I am so sorry!

So sorry!

He's drug dog,
so if he sniffs any drugs,

especially marijuana,
he just goes crazy.

Really?

Where'd you get him?

Oh, um, my husband
brought him home

after he had
a nervous breakdown.

The dog or your husband?

Makes some legit money,

drops the Eastside twang
from his accent,

and all of a sudden
we're supposed to think

that Trinny's a changed man?

Yeah, right.

With his hat. He's trying
to get all GQ with it.

You got a hat like that.

Juan Doe's name
is Joaquin Perez.

Where the hell
is he going?

Joaquin's the guy we saw
with Nate's daughter.

She's on the couch.

Daddy?

I don't care what she saw.
She's not testifying.

It might come down
to her, my man.

You got to get her
prepared for that.

You know?

I'm feeling a lot of heat
from you, Detective Salinger.

You got something to say,
just say it.

You arresting somebody?

We're getting close.

Close?
Hmm.

Close?

All right,
I tell you what.

So, you nail this
guy. Then what?

Well, you stop the drugs,

stop the violence.
No more bodies.

No more daughters of cops
getting caught in the crossfire.

It's Whac-a-Mole.

Pop one Trinny,
two more pop up.

This whole damn thing
is a colossal waste

of manpower and resources.

A waste?

Listen, man, I believe in
aggressive police work.

Okay? And to make
a case like this airtight,

it takes time and finesse.

Don't tell me
how to make a case.

I made the case on this
guy over a decade ago.

Yeah, that's right.
I was hooking and booking

while you were still
fingerpainting, son.

That's my point.
A decade ago.

And a case ain't like
this made nowadays

with you sitting on your ass,
waiting for the phone to ring.

Well, the phone
is ringing.

And I need my men working the
streets, not laid out on them.

Point taken.

Take Sammy back, then.

But Nate?
He goes with me.

Let's go, Nate.

We got work to do.

All right,
put your tie on.

There's a murder
on Vernon.

You're with me
now. Let's go.

Jesus.

Hey, Sammy, you
know this guy?

Hey. I was 13 years old

the first time my cousin
put a gun in my hand.

But this?

These are
babies, man.

Hey. Let go
of me, man.

Come on.
It hurts. Let go.

Munoz. What's up, man?

What did he do?

He made me run.

You know, I caught him
tagging one of these

over a bunch of names.

He didn't catch me, Sammy.
I tripped!

Just get him off of me.

You want to end up like your
little friend over there?

Huh? You want someone
to cross your name out

and you end up like that?

Just... can you put him
in the car for a second?

Get in there. Sit down.

Man, what's your problem?

Hey, Sammy.
His grandfather was an ass.

His father's an ass.

His cousins,
all culeros. Come on.

He's my problem.
I'll take care of him.

He's got my cuffs.

I'll get them back.

Get out.
Come on.

Don't make them run.

The old guys hate that.

If they catch you, they'll
be even more pissed off.

Why were you out there
tagging, anyway?

You're not in a gang.

You checking out
that poster?

Kind of soft for you,
ain't it, vato?

You like kids' movies?

I like the book.

The book?

It's a classic, fool.

Where you been?

Oh, that's beautiful.

Oye, huera. You get lost
on your way to Silver Lake?

That's a nice camera.

Can I look at it?

How can I take your picture

if you're holding the camera?

Why would you want
to take my picture?

'Cause I like your face.

Move your head

a little bit toward me.

Yeah, to the left.
That's good. That's good.

Yeah, yeah,
just be natural.

Oh, this is going
to be beautiful.

You got to give me your e-mail.
I'll send it to you, man.

Yeah, sure.

Heavy power, man.

Here he comes.

Looks like the freakin' devil.

Mm-hmm. Trinny Day.

(speaking Spanish)

Man, what the hell?

What's Sal doing here?

I don't know.

What the hell is he saying?

Look, I'm not a freaking
lip reader, bro.

Wish he was wired.

12 years, six months,

three days,
and five hours--

every day longer
than the next.

But you did me
a favor, Sal.

You gave me time to think,
time to read.

Read? What, Hustler?

Like... Malcolm X.

48 Laws of Power,
Soul on Ice.

I saw how the
system is built

to keep us in jail
and to keep us divided,

but Blacks and Mexicans
got a lot in common.

You know, we both worked
the fields for the white man.

We like the same oldies.

We both can appreciate
a thick girl with a fat ass.

And that's why I got into the
car game when I got out.

'Cause, you know,
I figured

I could bring the street people
together in a positive way

and stop all of this Black
and Mexican violence.

A positive way?

Miguel Ramos was shanked

in prison hours after my
detectives talked to you.

You did that.

Prove it.

Tweety? Loco?

Tell me something.
Those bullets meant for you, T?

The rain pours on the just
and the unjust alike.

You're back in the game.

Whatever it is
you're getting away with,

ain't gonna last.
You know that.

I'm handsome. I'm black.
I'm rich, and I'm legal.

And you can't stand it.

You come in,
you talk to us

man-to-man, all right?

Maybe we can
work a deal.

Or stay out here
and get eaten alive.

It's your choice.

You think I'm scared of some

cowboy-hat-wearing,
accordion-playing fools, huh?

You out of your mind?

I'm not scared of nothing.

I'm not scared of anybody,
okay?

They want to bring it,
they can bring it.

Look around you, Trinny.
Look around you.

What do you see, huh?

Tombstones.

If you're dead, you can't
take it with you, T.

It's your choice.

Do the right thing,
all right?

Hey, see this?

Perverts upskirt.

Something's wrong with your iPod.
What?

Yeah.

Hold on, man.

No, I don't know.
Hang on a second.

I think it's got a...

I think they're in...

Yeah. Yeah, see, that's
not supposed to do that.

It's not.
I just don't even...

Did you want that?

I'm sorry.
You're sorry? Come on.

Damn.

You know what, if you got
a complaint, though,

you can call this number
right here.

Now you just explain to them
what was on your iPod,

and what you were
doing with it,

and I'm sure
they'll replace it for you.

You have a good day.

Look, I told him...

don't be a pinche culero

like your father
or your cousins.

But he don't
listen to me.

Well, most kids
don't listen.

But Juanito is smart.

He's very smart.

Yeah?
Yeah.

He is.

He's muy listo.

Just, uh... if you don't mind,

I'd like to check in on him
from time to time.

Is he in trouble?

No, ma'am, he's not,

but I'd like to make sure
he stays that way.

Do you have
to go right now?

Yeah, it's...

it's getting late.

- You all right?
- I'm good.

What do you think of my mom?

She's a nice lady.

She's not seeing
anyone, you know.

Okay, okay. I got to go.

Think you can stay out of
trouble for more than 24 hours?

What are you doing
tomorrow, huh?

Nothing. Staying here.

Here?
Yeah.

All right.
All right.

Wait.

Great police work, Sal.

I guess sitting behind a desk
teaches that kind of stuff, huh?

You just tainted a
six-month investigation.

You knew we were watching
and you just walk right in, huh?

You think I could take
this to court now?

You're wasting everybody's time
and you know it.

No, what I do know is
that you're on the take.

You work for Trinny.
That's why you want to
bust up my task force.

No, no, no, you're the one
on the take, cowboy.

Grabbing up all my people,

wasting money on helicopters,
cameras, and for what?

Huh? You are never going to find
Trinny in the same room

with dope and guns,
and you know it.

Listen, just stay the hell away
from my investigation.

Can you do that?

You're a fossil, man.

You couldn't find your ass
with both hands.

Back up!

Back up!

Both of you!

Sal, Sal, you can't
afford this.

You can't afford this!

I'm a D-3. I can have your badge.
Take my badge!

Sal...
You think I'm scared of you?

Take my badge.

It's right here.

This ain't over. This is not over.
Damn right it ain't over.

You're damn lucky
he's here.

Tammi.

Hi.

Hi!

That's Payaso from
Tortilla Flats.

Do you know Julio?

Julio?

Yeah, I met him when
I was out shooting in Echo Park.

Tammi, are you
kidding me?

He's a gangster.
You could have been killed.

Oh.
Sammy, don't be a racist pig.

Tammi, tattooed tears,
the web on his elbow.

He murdered people
to earn those.

His name has come up in about
four different open investigations

and you're taking
pictures of him?

Do you have any idea
what could have happened

if he knew that you were my wife?

My photographs are good, Sammy.

They're actually really good.

Did you even look at these?

You take a pretty photo

of a loser like that

who kills kids and sells drugs,
and you want me to admire it?

This is my work, Sammy!

This is real.

This is what I do.

You might want to check it out sometime.

(woman speaking Spanish)

(both yelling in Spanish)

(speaking Spanish)

Señor...

Amigo, there's no problem.

My wife just have a little
too much to drink.

(yelling in Spanish)

Okay, okay.

Señora, señora...

cálmate, cálmate. Más despacio.

Hey! Hey! Hey!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

All right, the rest of you
on the ground now. Abajo!

Take your hat off for me.

Hat. Get your hat off.

How come you didn't tell me you spoke
that much Spanish, Benicio?

Dispatch made it sound
like a telenovela out here.

Keep an eye on everyone.

We're gonna take a look
at the apartment.

Finished searching him?

Why are we
going inside?

It's a disturbance call.
They're all out here.

See that open door?

Scratch on his cheek?

We always search the house
on a domestic call.

Even if you've already
detained the people

involved in the
dispute outside.

This one guy I knew--

didn't search the house
after the call,

and two days later, they found
three bodies on the floor.

Police.

Policia.

Hello?

Hook 'em up!

No he hecho nada. Estoy embarazada.

How much?

They're saying, three,
four million in cash.

They're still taking
pictures of it.

And you found this out

because one of these guys
was plugging his wife's sister?

Yeah.
I love this job, man.

So where's
the money now?

Watch commanders coming in

with two more guys
to monitor chain of custody.

What's up with that?
They don't trust us?

Right.
Want to see it?

Please. Thanks.

Thanks, guys.
Thank you.

Be nice. Be nice.

Narco bling, baby.

Yep. And they were
watching us

while we were
watching them.

So what do we got?

Mother lode.

I'll answer it.

¿Diga?

(speaking Spanish)

"Caballeros, the drugs
have arrived."

Will they be able
to see me?

No. Listen,
you go on ahead,

and I'll be there
in a minute, okay?

Follow me.

So the guns,
the ballistics,

they all match 100%
both shootings--

the Bentley
and the nightclub.

So we got him.

She points him out? Yeah.

Got him cold.

Sounds like
you liked it.

Nah, man,
it was all right.

Oh, man, you should have
taken me to see this.

I'm not taking you
to an R-rated movie.

It's a bestseller
by Cormac McCarthy,

the same dude who wrote
No Country For Old Men.

I saw it on cable.

I didn't know
it was a book before.

You should read more.

It was a good book.

Don't tell anybody
I read it, though.

I'm serious. Don't screw
with my street cred.

Oh!

Tray.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, crap!

Dang. Hey, does your
phone have a camera?

Yeah. Why?

Take a picture of me.

Make sure you get
all the colors.

I want to show my mom.

All right.

Here we go.

Good.

Another. The duck.

And... our last one.

Hey!

Where do you see yourself
in ten years?

I don't.

I bet you're the type
who saw Lord of the Rings,

then went back
and read the books.

I read the books long before I
even saw the movie, ese.

That's my point.

You can read thousands
of pages,

but you can't stay in class?

We don't read that in class.

Guns are gonna replace
the spray paint cans soon.

We both know that.

Do you really want
to join a gang?

Do you really want
that kind of a life?

We got a lot of kids
in the Explorers

that are going
through the same thing,

and they got through it.

You're smarter than that,
Juanito.

So joining your gang is better?

The Explorers are not a gang.

The cops are the biggest
clique in L.A.

You got choices.

♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy Birthday, dear Karen ♪

♪ Happy Birthday to you. ♪

Rich people got choices,

but everybody else,

you do what you gotta do.

Hey, wait!

You see anything?

Yes, sir, he's
rolling in right now.

You sure it's our boys?

All right, guys,

we got a blue and white
rolling in right now.

Gonna wait till
she docks, all right?

Hold tight.

Let's move.

Suavecito... suavecito.

It's just kids, bro.

Yep, rich kids.

Marado.

Heading in
right now, guys.

Just hold tight, guys.

When I say go.

Yeah, yeah!
Go, go, go!

Hands in the air!

Hands in the air!

On your knees!
On your knees!

(officer speaking Spanish)

Good accent, huh?

Let me guess.
Prep school?

Take your daddy's boat down,
come back with a bigger catch?

How we lookin', Nate?

Mm, smells
like Teen Spirit, bro.

Teen Spirit.
(speaks Spanish)

He doesn't want that now.

The question of the night:

which one of you two white boys

is gonna bitch up first

and tell me everything
I need to know?

Shh!

What was that, an olly?

Yeah. How'd
you know that?

I know a lot of stuff.

Are you gonna have

your dog attack
me again?

Depends.

On what?

You holding?

Maybe.

They aren't talking.

Their women
aren't talking either.

We got all the
evidence we need.

Everything matches.

No crack.
We got his wife,

the pregnant girlfriend
he really loves.

We send both their sexy
asses back to Mexico.

They ain't gonna like
that, man.

Cartel's gonna get pissed
they got caught,

and kill those women.

Ah, they'll flip.

These guys are
dying to flip.

They just don't
know it yet.

See what's up.

Señor Hernand.
(speaks Spanish)

Hey, man, get out of my way.

What's up?

Where you from?

Come on, Drew.

We used to kick it.
Why you playing?

Where you from, fool?

Get him!
Get him!

Beatdown!

(man interrogating in Spanish)

"We're gonna talk
man-to-man.

"Cop-to-cop.

"So Trinny was smuggling drugs
for the cartel?

"To get the drugs in is easy.

"The hard part's getting
the money out.

"That's why when you find
somebody you trust,

you stick with 'em."

(suspect speaking Spanish)

"A lot of people like Trinny.
He's smart,

focused, very detailed."

All right!

(speaking Spanish)

"All right, you haven't
answered my question:

What does Trny do?"

"Trinny doesn't deal with guns.
He doesn't deal with drugs.

"Real money is in the money.

"That's what he smuggles for us.

"Everybody wants money, right?

"Bankers, politicians,

"and everybody
has their price.

"So Trinny had his price, right?

"Let me guess. He was skimming
money off the top.

Stealing from the cartel,
right?"

Ooh-ee!

This is what
I'm talking about!

Like that, huh?

Nice!

"There has to be honor
amongst thieves.

You can't steal.
Those are the rules."

"When you break the rules,
there will be consequences.

Justice must prevail."

There you go.

All clear.

There's no Trinny.

No nobody.

Yo, let's take the office.

(speaks Spanish)

Maybe we should get
the dogs to sniff it.

What's wrong?
You scared?

Scared?

Come on.

Open it up.

Oh!

Whew!

Richter!

Richter, chill!

Just chill right now!

I'm sorry, man.

He just goes nuts.

It's chill. It's chill.

Hey, slow your roll.

Wh-- Hey, slow your roll!

What are you, like,

one of these white kids
who thinks he's black?

No.

See, you're sking
kind of fast.

That's medical marijuana.

Blueberry Kush will
knock you on your ass.

How old are you?

17.
Son...

I been smoking chronic since
before The Chronic came out.

That was like
eight years ago.

You think I'm talking about

The Chronic 2001.

Yeah, you must really
be a youngster.

Mushrooms.

I thought you got
the bacon-Swiss.

No, no, no, mushrooms.

That's what they call
innocent bystanders

that pop up in the way of
stray bullets during drive-bys.

They pop up like mushrooms.

That's dark.

You think this is
a stray bullet call?

Does it matter?

I can't even keep
cases straight anymore.

Yo, Mrs. Bryant?

Later.

Later, man.

Streets are talking, man.

Well, what are they saying?

You ain't hear it from me.

But they saying
it's that kid

that's always hanging
at the center.

Casper.

What?

Li'l Casper.

Sammy?

Sammy, get in the car!

Damn it.

Excuse me.

Hey, you can't
just walk in here...

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!

Why?!

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry!

I'm sorry.

It's only 2.5 million so far.

That's probably just Monopoly
money for you, isn't it?

The Assistant Chief,
he knew my name.

He gave me his card

with his private
cell phone number on it.

People are gonna start
knowing your name.

A lot of different units
are gonna be looking for you

once your probation's over.

Special Problems Unit,
GIT, Narco.

This whole place--

it's gonna be wide open
for you.

Just like it was for me.

Half this job is luck.

But you won't stay lucky
unless you stay sharp.

You better enjoy this.

These victories
and good days on the job,

they're far outnumbered
by the bad ones.

I didn't mean to lie
about smoking.

It's just, Sammy, I have
nothing to do out here.

It just gets so frustrating.

And I know I said that I
wouldn't if we got pregnant,

but Sammy, we aren't pregnant.

I got my period this morning

so, I figured it
wouldn't do any harm.

I mean, it was
medical marijuana.

I didn't know
it was that strong.

Look, I know what
that kid looks like.

We can talk to somebody at your
work and maybe make a sketch.

We will get the camera back.

He won't be able to sell it.

And if we don't,
I'll, I'll get a job.

I'll work it out, okay?

I'll get you
the money back, Sammy.

Sammy...

Please talk to me.

Sammy, please, just say
something, anything.

Sammy, please talk to me.

I'm so sorry. Please...

talk to me.

It's not the work of one
individual, but of a team.

The chief gave me
a list of names.

I would like to
personally thank

Detective Gil Puente,

Detective Danny Salinger,

Detective Nate Moretta...

and patrol officers
John Cooper and Ben Sherman

for their excellent, heroic service.
The D.A. just said your name.

No longer will the gangsters
operate with impunity.

I think it sounds better
when you say it.

Ben...

Ben.
Mm-hmm.

Ben.

Ben.

The king is dead.

Long live the king.

He was a worthy
adversary-- Trinny.

Had a good head
on his shoulders, right?

A head is a terrible
thing to detach.

Yo, the United Negro
College Fund is gonna

whup that ass for that.

Why, you gonna rat me out?
I ain't rattin' you out.

It's all you, man.

Yo, you all right, Sal.

You still tussle
like a little bitch.

Oh, I'm a boxer, okay,
not a wrestler.

Oh, I see.
And you're a D3.

You're playing that card, huh?
Yeah, I'm playing that card.

I may be crazy, but I ain't stupid.
All right.

You know, Sal,
we're going to go

to El Cholo's for
enchiladas, bro.

Nah, you guys go ahead
and go without me.

Tomorrow shave that crap off
your face, put on a tie.

All right, you're back on my table.
Welcome back.

A tie?

So, what do you think, man?

Is this thing really over?

What'd Sal call it?

A Whac-a-Mole?

One goes down, two pop up.

It's never over, man.

It's never over.

The Road, that's a good one.

Do you have a Borders
Rewards card, sir?

No.
Would you like to get one?

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you save 40%.

I don't read much.

Are you sure you
don't want one?

I'm sure I don't.

$19.95.

Just keep it.

Okay.

Thanks.

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