Southland (2009–2013): Season 3, Episode 1 - Let It Snow - full transcript

Rushing to a bank robbery, Ben perfectly follows arrest procedure only to see a fugitive commit suicide. Sammy and Nate investigate the murder of a street gang member who was recently ...

[ Dramatic music plays ]

♪ Southland 3x01 ♪
Let It Snow
Original Air Date on January 4, 2011



[ Tires screeching ]

What the hell is wrong with you?
You crazy?!

Screw it.

[ Tires screech ]

[ Jet engines roaring ]

Police officers often
find themselves frustrated

by the limitations
of the legal system.

Sometimes
cops have to improvise.



[ Sighs heavily ]

[ Groans, exhales sharply ]

[ Sighs ]

Where's your holiday spirit
at, eh, Bryant?

Christmas was a week ago,
knucklehead.

What are you two
doing hanging around together?

You've been stepped,
right?

You got caught slippin',
fool.

I'm still mad at her,
but I'm gonna go ahead

and give her this point-and-shoot
camera to make up.

I was gonna get it
for her stocking,

but I hit the limit
on my card.

What kind of camera
you lookin' for, eh, Holmes?

One that's not stolen.



Nate: Hey, why don't
you come over tonight?

The whole family's gonna
be there -- tamales, pozole.

It's little Pete's birthday.

Hey, my grandma used to
make pozole, too, eh?

That's great, Holmes.
Turn around.

I thought Pete
just had a birthday.

Ah, that was big Pete,
my cousin.

All right, get the [Bleep] out
of here.

Merry belated Christmas!

You gonna come or what?

I don't know.
I'm still pissed off, man.

Ah, get over it, man.

It's Tammi.
Tammi's Tammi, right?

Yeah.

Hey, it's John Cooper.

I'm, uh,
out of refills.

Yeah, could you have the doctor
give me a call

when he gets a chance?

As soon as you can.

You all right?

They said
it might snow tonight.

Northridge,
la Cañada, Thousand Oaks.

Higher elevations.
Nothing down here.

[ Police radio chatter ]

Your back
acting up again?

What did you do
for New Year's?

My sister
Olivia got engaged.

You remember
that idiot Ward?

We pulled him over
in the Ferrari that time?

You [Bleep] with me?

Nope.

[ Scoffs ]
That's [Bleep] tragic.

[ Laughs ]

Dispatcher: A-43, see the man
at 300 South Hill --

a missing-person report.

Show us handling.

Let's go.

[ Engine revs ]

My mom always comes home.
Always.

Two days now.

I know in my heart
something's wrong.

A-and I call this man
10, 20 times.

So I come here,
and he tells me to leave!

No.

I-I-I wish
to file a complaint!

Does her mother work here?
Yes or no.

Yeah,
she works here,

but her next shift
is Friday.

She hasn't
missed any work,

so...How am I supposed to know
if she's missing?

Why should I
call the cops?

'Cause her daughter
is upset,

and the woman
hasn't been seen

since her last shift in this
building, two nights ago,

that's why.

She have a locker here?

Show us.

I got to be responsible
for every broad who takes off?

She's probably
with her boyfriend.

Does your mother
have a boyfriend?

Locker. Now.

[ Estrella gasps ]

Women don't leave
their purses.

Call the Detectives.

All right,
I'm gonna need a list

of everyone who had access to
this building during her shift.

She was a cleaner here,
right?

Everyone who had a reason
to be here.

You know how much work
that will be?

Do I look like
I give a shit?

[ Sobbing ]

So, how's your partner?

Big.
[ Chuckles ]

Takes up
a lot of oxygen

and flirts with the suspects
all the time,

on the phone with her kids
all the time.

Won't let me drive.

Oh.
How's that working out?

[ Chuckles ]

The last time
you let me drive,

I thought you were gonna
shit a kidney.

She thinks Starbucks
is too expensive,

but she gets her nails done
every other day.

No mocha fraps?

How do you
get through the day?

And she just decides
where we're gonna go for lunch.

Doesn't even bother
to ask me.

You never asked me.

Never?
Uh, no.

Well, that's because

you would have us at Taco Bell
every shift.

Right.

Can I get some cream?

So, um, what's it like
humping the pine

in the Captain's office?

I think I'm gonna get a callus
on my index finger

from pressing the print button
on the copier.

But nobody's
shooting at me.

Oh, can I have
some of that?

I might go to
the Academy Awards.

Really?

Yeah. She gets tickets
from the chief.

Well, that's cool.

Eh.

What's up
with the medical pension?

The board's got to schedule a hearing.
[ Cellphone chirps ]

They say
that it might take a year.

Anything good?

Um, doesn't say.

It's downtown.

Um, I'll call you later?

Yeah.

[ Dishes clattering ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Estella, I need you
to go home, okay?

[ Sobs ]

Let us find your mother.

Can you guys
give her a ride home?

I know this is hard, but we're
gonna find your mother.

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Estella sobbing ]

She never
left the building.

Josie:
She never punched out,

and you didn't think
there was a problem?

I didn't know
she didn't punch out.

How many times did the daughter
say she called?

About 20.
Mm.

So, do you have something
to be nervous about?

Illegal workers?

I hire the cleaning companies.
They hire the workers.

I don't ask any questions.

I bet you don't.
[ Sighs ]

Okay, what about
the security cameras?

Memory dumps
every 24 hours.

Why?

If something happens,
we save it.

We've got over 100 cameras.
They use up a lot of memory.

Have you received any complaints
about people doing stuff...
[ Cellphone rings ]

You know, like exposing
themselves to women, stalking?

Anything like that?

No.
I run a clean ship.

K-9 unit's downstairs.

Tell them
to go to her locker

and get the dog to smell
some of her clothes

and then come up here.
Yeah.

[ Dog panting ]

So, how much does memory cost,
anyway?

What?

I just bought a memory stick
at Best Buy

to back up my laptop.

That thing's smaller
than a lipstick,

and it's got like
two trillion gigabits.

[ Dog barks ]

[ Dog barks ]

Got a light?

Yeah.

There you go.

[ Barking continues ]

Here.

Watch your hands.
Go.

[ Gasps ]

Make sure you bag her hands.

Can you imagine being up here
in the middle of the night,

all alone?

I got the names of the guards
and the cleaning people

that were on duty.

Good.
Call the security people first.

And, uh, we have to do
the notification.

You coming?

[ Door creaks, closes ]

[ Whistles ]

What do you got?

Two victims,
Hispanic males.

They're gang-tatted up,
so we called you.

Hands tied. They're both shot
in the back of the head.

I don't see any evidence
of any exit wound.

Who found 'em?

Guy from parks and rec.

Said he saw a bunch of crows
and some dogs.

Thought he should check it out.
Huh.

Shit.

Nate: First Street.
Yep.

There's no drag marks.

They were shot someplace else.
They were dumped here.

Yeah,
it's pretty fresh.

They can't have been here
for very long.

Is this your regular area?

Chickie: Mm-hmm.

Anybody hang out
around here?

Homeless, kids playing?

We chase cars
out of here pretty regularly.

Mostly underage drinking.

There's some homeless
set up under the 5.

Nate: Do you write any shakes
on the drinkers?
Sometimes.

Can you get those to us, maybe
ask some of the homeless guys

if they saw anything last night?
Okay.

Thank you.

So, what do you think,
bro?

Get caught skimming
off the corner?

Sammy:
Or a snitch killing.

Dogs. Damn.

Couple hours ago, little buddy's
ripping flesh off a dead guy.

Now he's sitting on granny's lap
getting a tummy rub.

That's sick, man.

[ Sobbing ]

She was gonna quit.

She was scared.

Lydia:
Who was she scared of?

This man
was bothering her.

Do you have a name?

Did she file
a complaint?

No.

Honey, did your mother
have any friends,

anyone she was close to?

She, um...

She went to church
with some women.

A lot.

The ura...
Our Lady of Loretto.

Padre Miguel.

They were like
a little family.

[ Sobbing ]

I know your heart's
breaking, sweetheart.

I know.
There's nothing we can do.

I'm gonna be sad with you,
okay?

I've told her,
I can only credit her

the amount the item
is currently priced!

I got a receipt!
It says what I paid!

You're not gonna give me
the same amount of money back?

It's on sale now.

It wasn't on sale
when I bought it!

Okay,
all right, stop.

Why don't you just
let her exchange the doll

for one she doesn't have?

The "Victoria"?
She's pretty smokin'.

Look, your ad says everything
can be returned with a receipt

within 30 days!

Next!

No! No [Bleep] way!
You bitch!

Hey, hey! Come on!

Come on!
What is wrong with you?!

It's a friggin' doll!

How much?

How much is the difference
between the regular price

and the sale price?
$3.

She'll have to
fill out a form.

Woman: Jesus.

I'll be in the car.

You want my DNA,
you can have it right now.

Put me on a lie detector,

but I got to get home
to my family.

Was she raped?

Yeah, I seen her,
but I didn't really know her.

Did you see her
that night?

Yeah, we used to nod each
other. Nothing more than that.

She, uh...

Seemed like a nice lady.

You know, I think what happened
is a tragedy.

Can you take your hat off,
sir?

Yeah, sure.

Oh, you've got a lot of
scratches. How'd that happen?

[ Sighs ]
It was my dog.

Sometimes we play
a little rough.

Mm-hmm.

Can you
take your shirt off?

Why, am I under arrest
or something?

Of course not.

Then why I got to
take off my shirt?

Well, isn't it your job
to keep the building safe?

I think you'd feel real bad

about not doing your job
real well

and want to help us out
any way you can.

I do feel bad.
I feel terrible.

Then can you take
your shirt off?

Please.

Oof. Rough dog.

Yeah.

Can I go now?

Sure.
You're free to go.

He's got
"push-away" bruises.

I can see
the heel of her hand

and the tips
of her fingers.

Get on the phone
with the judge.

We need a court order
for his DNA.

I'm gonna call the coroner,
see where he's at.

Is that your son?

Yeah.

He's dead?

Yes, sir.
I'm afraid so.

How?

He was murdered.

Métete.

[ Sniffles ]

[ Sighs heavily ]

You recognize this man?

That's Jamie.
Jamie Sanchez.

Any idea where we might
find his family?

His grandmother lives
over on 4th.

Is he dead, too?

Yes, sir.

Any idea who might want
to harm your son, sir?

Luis Reyes.

State Street Locos
Luis Reyes?

Yes.

This is the [Bleep]
who done it.

Anybody in this neighborhood
knows who done it.

Luis Reyes
killed my son.

Okay.

She was choked to death.

"Traumatic asphyxia
due to neck compression."

It's like an epidemic
or something.

They're just killing women
like they're nothing --

chopping off their fingers,
pulling out their teeth,

stuffing 'em
in air-conditioning vents,

going to yoga class
and opening fire.

Man, I'm sick of it!

You know what?

If they were killing Muslims
like this,

everybody --
they'd be protesting

and trying to pass bills
in Congress.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
[ Cellphone rings ]

Hey.

Hola, mijo.

What?

No.

I-if you want me to drive,
I can -- you can just pull over.

Ba ba ba.

What?
You could pull over --

no, no, no.
No, I'm good.

No! I said no.

No, she can't sleep in your bed
in my house.

Unh-unh.
You want to hook up,

use the back seat of a car
like your father and I did.

Yeah. Final.

You know,
I've been thinking --

promising that daughter
you'd find her mother?

Now it's like, "hey, we got
good news and bad news.

"Good news is
we found your mother.

The bad news is
she's dead."

I don't know. Promising her
like that gave her hope.

I kind of believe in hope.

You don't?

No. Not really.

Hey, Lonchería back there --
killer tacos.

We got to stop for lunch
on our way back.

Lydia: I'm feeling
like a salad today.

[ Knock on door ]

Killer tacos.

[ Laughs ]

Come in.

This is stupid.
This is a good man here, okay?

Not some limp-dick who
needs to go hurting women.

You hear me?
All right, sweetheart.

Yeah, we get it.
We get it.

You've got a virile man
on your hands.

Look, this is protocol.
That's all.

Hey, that '83 Monte Carlo
is a beauty.

I mean, that's the year
before they turned it

into a muscle car, right?
Yeah.

And a bad muscle car,
too.

I mean, they were gonna make it
all boxy and squat.

They ruined that shit.

Look, we have a court order
to detain you and take your DNA.

I'm gonna need you
to step over here.

Well, my lawyer said
to go ahead and do that.

Doesn't make me a suspect
or anything, does it?

Have a seat.

I'm gonna need you to hold your
head back and open your mouth.

Juan Pablo,
where's that dog?

[ Hip-hop music plays ]

Luis Reyes?

How you doing, man?
I'm Detective Moretta.

This is Detective Bryant.

What do you want?

You know a couple
First Streeters

named Jamie Sanchez
and Juan Ochelo?

Yeah.

How do you know 'em?

They raped
my daughter.

They were murdered
last night.

Well, that's a shame.

You mind coming down to the
station, answer a few questions?

Yeah.

I do mind.

All right.

Hey, listen,
thanks for your time, man.

Look, if you
come up with something

that might
help our investigation,

you give us a call,
all right?

Take care.

[ Hip-hop music continues ]

We look like pussies.

Better live pussies
than dead heroes.

[ Car dinging ]

[ Engine turns over ]

Laurie, it's John again.
I really need to talk to you.

Call me when you get this.
Please.

If your back's out again,

you should call the W.C.,
take the day.

You watching the road?

Yeah.

Silver Porsche convertible,
two cars up --

lane change, no signal.

You serious?

Light her up.

[ Sighs ]

[ Siren chirps ]

[ Brakes squeal ]

Morning, officer.

License and registration,
please.

Was I doing something wrong,
Officer, uh, Sherman?

Yeah, you changed lanes
without signaling.

I did? [ Chuckles ]

Wow.

I don't think so,
but if I did, I'm very sorry.

You from the Hollywood station,
officer?

Do you really have to
write me a ticket?

No, ma'am, I don't.
[ Chuckles ]

Thank you.

Drive carefully,
ma'am.

I will.

Did you write her up?

Nope.

[ Grunts ] You, uh,
run the registration?

Nope.

She's quite the package.

Did you
get her phone number?

Dispatcher:
All units in A-43,

211 in progress

at the Dorsett Bank,
Hollywood and Ivar.

A-43 responding.

[ Siren wails ]

Johnston: Shots fired! Officer
down! Officer needs help!

[ Rapid gunfire ]

[ Tires screech ]

[ Bullets ricocheting ]

You okay?
Yeah. You?

Yeah.

[ Sirens approaching ]

[ Rapid gunfire ]

Two suspects
behind the kiosk!

How you doing, Sarge?

- Not so good.
- All right, stay with us.

A-43. We have two armed,
barricaded suspects.

Request S.W.A.T.,
our location.

We got two behind the kiosk,
one more down in the bank.

Johnston
didn't sound so good.

We got to get him
out of there.

Get your vests off.

We're getting Johnston out!
Get your vests off!

You got a better idea?

Want me to go
and get him?

No. Just get
your vest off.

Stick with us!

Come on over the top!

[ Gunshots ]
He going for hostages!

Drop it!

All right, let's go.

John, I can get him.

I can get him.
I'll get him.

I'm stronger, all right?
Hey -- I'll get him.
Yes, sir.

Chickie, you drive.

You two lay down cover fire.
Okay.

Let's go, let's go!

Front.
Got it.

[ Rapid gunfire ]

[ Bullets ricocheting ]

[ Groaning ]
I'm gonna get you.

[ Groans ]

Aah! Aah! Aah!

[ Screams ]

Aaah!
Go, go, go!

Go!

Go!

John: He's running!
I got it!

[ Tires screech ]

Out of the way!

Freeze!

Put your hands
in the air!

Put your hands
in the air!

Put 'em up!

Put your hands up or I will blow
your [Bleep] head off!

Put 'em up!

Put 'em up now!

Put 'em up!

[ Helicopter blades whirring ]

[ Sirens wailing ]

Lydia: So let me
get this straight --

Gladys confided in you

that this guy was threatening
her sexually,

and you didn't
do anything?

It's not my job to judge.
It's my job to listen.

Wow.

Uh, father,
can I speak with you?

Sure.
Please.

Mire, perdóname.

[ Conversation in Spanish ]

You can't talk to a priest
like that.

He knew
she was being threatened.

He should have told her
to come to us.

She would never come to us.

Where she's from, the police
are scarier than the rapists.

Oh, hell, half the time,
they are the rapists.

So what?
He does nothing?

Not nothing.

He sent her to a support
group at Acrila.

A support group?
She was terrified.

She needed a restraining order,
not a hug.

Nate: Yeah. Thanks.

[ Exhales sharply ]

Jamie Sanchez and Juan Ochelo
were acquitted

in the rape
of one Julia Reyes, 17,

daughter of Luis Reyes.

When?

Verdict came down
last Friday.

Taylor over at sex crimes
had it.

Apparently,
she was at a party.

Sanchez and Ochelo offered
to give her a ride home.

Instead, they took her
to someplace in Griffith Park

where a dozen cholos
from First Street

ran a train on her
and left her for dead.

Jogger found her
the next morning.

Why acquitted?

She was drunk.

[ Scoffs ]

You think they knew they'd
picked Luis Reyes' daughter

to gang rape?

Not a chance.

Nobody's that stupid.

Nothing from the shakes.

The kids that normally
hang out drinking

weren't there last night.

But patrol did get a hit off
one of the vagrants.

Let's go talk
to some homeless.

Gladys had a friend that worked
the cleaning crew with her

at the building.

The friend had a...

Bad experience
with one of the guards.

[ Sighs ]
He's a bad man.

Yeah, well, we need this friend
to come forward

and give us a name,

and tell us
what he did to her.

I promised her
I'd protect her, okay?

And this guard, he may have
murdered her friend, okay?

How does that
make her feel?

If she reported him,
her friend might still be alive.

Come here.

[ Sighs ]

Look, she was raped.

Okay?

Do you have any idea
what that means?

If her husband found out,
he would leave her.

She has four children.

I know, and that's how
they get away with it.

They depend on our silence.

This man is a murderer.

If she helps us,
we can put this guy away.

[ Scoffs ]

I'm sorry...

But no.

Quiero que piense
lo que te dicho, por favor.

Por favor, ayúdanos.

This piece of crap
raped her.

Who knows how many others
he's raped.

I tried.
How?

I told her
that we weren't interested

in her immigration status.

That her friend's soul
wouldn't rest

until this...
Guy got put away.

Wow.
And none of that worked?

Hey, how long
did the lab say

that this DNA swab
was gonna take?

They didn't.
It could be weeks.

Let's go fishing.

Nate!

Tell the Detective
what you just told me.

Uh, last night,
there was a car down there.

Late --
woke me up.

Didn't stay long.

What kind of car was it?

Oh, it was a Monte Carlo
like my daddy used to drive.

Nice big one.

I, uh, couldn't tell the color,
but dark.

Blue or black maybe.

And, uh, it was --
well, it was tricked out.

[ Chuckles ]

Uh, rims and the like.

You see what they were doing
down there?

Yeah.

Couple of Mexicans
climbed out of their car,

wearing those bandanas around
their head like they like.

Opened the trunk,
dumped some stuff,

closed it up.

They're gone.

So, this morning
I see all you guys here

and figure,
"eh, this couldn't be good."

[ Chuckles ]
Great.

Thank you.

Yep.

Hi.

We're sorry to barge in on you
like this.

We just wanted
to apologize

to you in person.

We screwed up.

Yeah, we just arrested another guy
that worked in your building,

so we just wanted to say
no hard feelings, all right?

Yeah, well, I told you
you were making a mistake.

And we apologize.

Hey, um, your car --
do you mind if I check it out?

Knock yourself out.

Thanks.
[ Chuckles ]

[ Coughs ]
I'm a little thirsty.

Can I get
a glass of water?

Thank you.

[ Door closes ]

Taking a trip?

I'm jealous.

Where you going?

The Dominican Republic.

That's over there
next to Haiti, right?

Mm-hmm.

That earthquake
was something else.

Whoo, she is a beauty!

[ Laughs ]

Well, you know what?
Let us get out of your way.

I'm sorry.

Again, we apologize.
We screwed up.

Thank you.
No problem.

Thanks.

Ooh, girl, we just messed
with his head big time.

There's suitcases
inside the house.

They're leaving the country.

What?

We need that DNA.
I'm calling the lab.

Juan Pablo just moved up
to the head of the line.

[ Engine turns over ]

They got big old suitcases.

Lydia: Let's just pick him up
now. I can't take it.

What if he
gets on the plane?

We'll extradite him.

He'll disappear,
and you know it.

Call the lab again.

Hey, it's Ochoa.
Where you guys at?

[ Engine turns over ]

They're still doing
the initial spin.

Shit! Damn.

All right, let's go.

[ Sirens chirp ]

Afternoon, Mr. Reyes.

Is that your car?
What is that, '72?

567 UW19.

I do believe
that is you.

Would you open up
the trunk for us?

We got a warrant.

You need keys
to open up the trunk, Detective.

Step back.
Step aside.

Huh.

What does that look like
to you, Detective?

Looks like blood.

Yeah. That's what it looks like
to me, too.

Yeah, it's Adams.

I know. I know!

[ Scoffs ] He's still doing
the PCR amplification.

He says
to leave him alone.

He's missing dinner with
his family on account of us.

Uh-oh. Son of a bitch
is running.

We can't go in pursuit!
Slow down, Josie!

[ Tires screech ]

Are you crazy?!

I got him.
I got him.

Screw it.

[ Grunts ]

Stay down. Stay down!

What the hell
is wrong with you?!

What?
Don't ever do that again.

What?
You could've gotten us killed!

Oh. I didn't. Hmm?

[ Cellphone rings ]
Shut up.

Adams.

You stay there and shut up.

All right.

Get up. Get up.

[ Grunts ]

We got a match.

Guess what, asshole?

You're under arrest
for murder.

Come on!

Come on.

[ Siren chirps ]

You cleared to go?

Hang on just a minute.

All right,
help me up.

What?

Give me
your goddamn hands.

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Grunts ]

All right.

Hang on.

Let me just walk slowly,

so quit talking.

This is ridiculous.
You need to get to a hospital.

Some heat and rest.

You need help!
Shut up!

[ Police radio chatter ]

Why use his own car?

He wanted to get caught,

let everyone know
he took care of business.

Gang raped, a dozen guys?

Someone does that
to one of my daughters

and gets off at trial...

Hey.

Want me to give you
a lift home?

[ Strained ] No.
You sure?

Yeah.

Huh?

Nope.
[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Engine turns over ]

[ Tires screech ]

He okay?

Seemed like he was moving
pretty slow.

He's all right.

[ Grunts ]

Bunch of us are heading over
to the dragon

for a couple rounds.

Ah, thanks,
but, uh, kind of beat.

I'm thirsty.

How 'bout you,
Officer Sherman?

You thirsty?

Hey, John.

Hey, Laur.

[ Sighs ]

How you been?

I tried, uh,
calling you today.

I left a couple messages.

Yeah, uh, b-busy day.

Yeah. My, um...

My prescription ran out.

Can't get ahold
of my doc.

He's on a -- a fishing trip
or something.

What about refills?

Ran out of those, too.

How long
were they supposed to last?

A while.

I can't. John...

Look, I just need
a few sample packs, okay?

No.

Only to get me through till
I can get my new prescription.

No.
'Cause you need help.

Listen, I can get you
a couple of referrals.

I can.
They're really nice places,

and your insur--

your insurance
will cover it.

[ Cries ]

What are you doing?

It's cold out here.

Having
a last cigarette.

I thought you quit.

Yeah.

I was gonna get it for you
for a stocking stuffer, but...

Oh.

It's a camera.

Oh. Thanks.

You know, I-I'm sorry.

You know,
I'm -- I'm not even sure

what we were
fighting about,

but it was
probably my fault.

[ Chuckles ]
You don't believe that.

Yeah.

[ Exhales sharply ]
But what the hell.

Is that snow?

I'm pregnant.

You sure?

Yeah.

That's great.

Isn't that great?

That's great, sweetheart.