Southland (2009–2013): Season 4, Episode 2 - Underwater - full transcript

Tang and Cooper's past physical problems are put to the test when they are attacked by a perp on the street. Lydia and Ruben investigate a convenience store murder, and Lydia uses her typical compassionate charm to collect facts on her suspect from an unassuming grandmother. Ben and Sammy ride with another officer who is prone to small mistakes. And Joel Rucker takes over as the new captain.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

♪ Southland 4x02 ♪
Underwater
original air date on January 24, 2012

== sync, corrected by elderman ==



It's a shame
to break this up.

I feel like the father
in "Footloose."

The remake
or the original?

How old are you, man?

Sorry, but you guys
have all got to go!

The owner
doesn't want you here!

The owner wants you gone.
I want you gone. Let's go.



Dude,
we was just dancing.

Oh, well, you know, honey,
dance your ass back home.

It's time
to clear out, okay?

Come on. Clear out.
Everybody out. Out.

Let's go.
Are you gonna make us go away?

Hey.
We ain't doing nothing.

Get out of my face.
I'm gonna have to arrest you.

Let's go.
Hey, hey, whoa!

For doing what?
You can't put your hands on a cop.

Your parents are gonna have to
bail you out of jail.

Get your hands off of her!

Get off! No!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

- I'm not! Come on! Let us just dance!
- Partner!

Get back. Get back.



We ain't even
doing nothing.

Miss. Miss.

Hey! Whoa!

Whoa!
Yeah! What are you gonna do?

Back up! Get back!

Whoa!

Cops routinely
find themselves underwater.

The best manage to keep

but even for a strong swimmer
like Officer Ben Sherman,

the undertow can be tricky.

So, it's like this
every weekend?

Pretty much.

The man's
still holding on

to that Silver Lake
shit, Sammy.

You need to school him.

Man likes
living in a shoe box.

What can I tell you?

Hey, I live 15 minutes
from the division.

You guys live two hours.

I don't need to live
in castaic copland

for personal validation.

Cops need the long drive
to decompress.

Come home to a house,
yard, dog, a houseboat.

A life.

Yeah.

I got better ways
of decompressing.

Hi.

Hey.

Mmm-mmm!

Officer, I'm in need
of some assistance.

Oh, show me handling.

God, I hope so.

See, now,
the average brother

would settle for some...

"Ugly Betty" type chick.

White boys go Beyoncé
all the way.

Oh!

Spike Lee
had it right, man.

Hey, how's it going?

Porosus crocodile bag.
It's worth like $50,000.

For a purse?
Yeah.

Come on.

My sister would give
her left arm for that bag.

Looks like
somebody already did.

No body.

Maybe she made it
to the hospital.

Mnh-mnh.
See -- no skid marks.

Whoever hit this lady,

they didn't even stop.

You did call traffic about
the stoplight cameras, right?

Yes.

What's new in the zoo?

Two guys from that bar
said they saw

a silver S.U.V.
speeding down the block.

Another said
it was a suburban,

and some other guy said it was
a Ford Escape, no plates.

That's a nice bag.

You guys take a look?

I felt with such
a distinguished accessory,

it required
a more delicate touch.

'Course you thought that.

Mrs. Meredith Williams.

Address is off Sunset.

Probably Bel Air.

Can you guys handle
the notification?

'Cause this scavenger hunt
for body parts

is gonna take
a while.

Yeah. Sure.

I'm old-school all the way.

Don't start none.
Won't be none.

You have a question,
Anawalt?

Why are you handing out
McDonald's applications?

Every time
you up,

you're gonna fill out
another line.

As your new Captain,
let me make it clear --

wipe your feet
before you step in my house.

We're gonna send the street
a message.

Drop the lattes

and get your narrow behinds
out of your patrol cars.

Walk the courtyards,
the alleys, the streets.

Squeeze your snitches.

You want omelettes,
you got to crack eggs.

We will be
the most proactive patrol

in the entire city.

We protect.

We serve.

And we kick ass
till we smell shit.

If anybody
has a problem with that,

Mickey D's needs
all the help they can get.

The McRib is back.

Hello.

Hi, sweetie.
Is your mother home?

Who are you?

I need to speak
with your mother.

Mom!

Honey, what did I tell you

about answering the door
when I'm not around, all right?

May I help you?

Yeah.
I'm Detective Adams.

This is my partner,
Detective Robinson.

Do you have
a silver Ford Escape?

Uh, yeah.

Ugh.

We were gonna lose
the house.

I just got a job, so I drank
with a few of my buddies.

I thought I hit
a coyote.

You ripped a woman in half,
Mr. Davis.

Congratulations on his new job
making license plates.

Ooh, that's harsh.

They're gonna be scraping
chunks of Ms. Williams

out from under that car
for hours.

We should make him help.

You know anything
about this new Captain?

Rucker was my sarge
when I worked crash.

Yeah? Good guy?

He's an O.G.
with stripes on his arm

and the attitude
to match.

Our job just got harder.

Hey, Jones.

Rookie blue
looks nervous.

Oh, skip it, Sherman.
I'm a P2, just like you.

Oh, I seriously
doubt that.

Where did you
do your probation?

Pacific Palisades?

Hey, look sharp.
Act sharp. Be sharp.

And, uh,
try not to get us killed.

Hey, wouldn't it
be easier

to just ask her
for her phone number?

Not nearly as much fun.

$10 million house
to go with the $50,000 handbag.

That much?

In this zip code?
Hell, yes.

Mary Pickford
used to live here.

Who's that?

Are you serious?

What, is she an ex-girlfriend
of yours or something?

Señora.

Señor.

Hello, sir.

I'm Officer Jessica Tang.

Is the owner of the house
available?

Oh, I am sorry.
Mrs. Williams is not home.

It's okay, José.
I got this.

Mr. Williams?

Yes.

Is this about the marijuana?
'Cause I have a card.

Uh, no, sir.
It's about your wife.

She's with her boyfriend.
She won't be home till tonight.

There was an accident.

We're still investigating
the circumstances.

We believe your wife was hit
by a car and killed.

Do you need
to sit down, sir?

She's dead?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

She's -- she's dead.

La bruja está muerta.

Oh, my God.

La bruja está muerta!

"Bruja es m-muerta"?

"The witch is dead."

Ding dong, this is some
strange shit right here.

- Against the wall, Sheryl.
- I'm Crystal now.

She got a pipe
stashed somewhere.

It's an easy felony.

One good hooker's
worth 10 C.I.s.

I say we flip her.

She's a kid.

A little jail time,
she might go straight.

Let somebody else
play captain save-a-hoe.

The pipe gives us leverage.
I say we use it.

All right.

Hey, Crystal.
Give us the purse.

Come on.

Look at this.

Give me one good reason why
I shouldn't take you to jail.

'Cause Ronnie
will beat my ass.

You don't think
I can see him

parked over there
in that car?

You going to jail
with his money.

Start talking.

Day Day
got a stash house.

Two Trey
Day Day Crawford?

Yeah.
Over by his spot on Denker.

Thank you.

Have a nice day.

So, how long
you been a cop?

Married? Kids?

Divorced?

Your feigned interest
in my personal life

is gonna have no bearing

on how I evaluate
your street readiness, okay?

That's got to be
the nicest way

anyone has ever told me
to shut up.

So, never married?

Okay, then.
Shut up.

Ooh, check this guy out.

Full moon
in broad daylight.

Sir?

Hey.

Hey, how's it hanging,
brother?

Oh, rough morning.
Yeah.

I'm a little underwater.

Uh, you know you forgot
your clothes, right?

I just needed a run,
you know?

Okay.

Well, you can't run on city
streets, but take the on-ramp.

Freeways are okay.

Oh.
Great. Thanks.

Call CHP.
He's their problem now.

Hungry?

So, no money was taken?

No.
Guy came in with a ski mask.

He went to the magazine rack
and shot him.

Hmm. He ran off?

No, no.
He stayed calm.

He walked out, but he had
a little bit of a limp.

Did you know the victim?

Every day, he reads Variety.
He never pays.

All he talks about
is auditions, jobs, acting.

I don't know.

Look, let me ask you --
how long till my store is open?

It's gonna be a few hours, okay?
Hold tight.

Probably another
broke actor.

What did they say
when you called his I.D. in?

Harold Mack Logan.
Multiple parolee.

This cat's rap sheet
is thicker than a pocket Bible.

You see that?
The marks around the edges?

Mm-hmm.

Hey.

Off the phone.
What? What?

You mopped up
the floor?

Well, I mean, do you know
how hard it is

to get blood out of tile
once it soaks in?

Are you guys
going to pay for my floor?

And to think I was gonna
buy a slushie from you.

You're stupid.

I like Torii Hunter.

My man Jamarcus
will smoke his ass.

That jersey is cursed.

No way.

How can you sit so comfortably
with balls that big?

I got your $20
right here.

Ben, you in?

I'm out.

Anawalt?

Shouldn't we be focused
on what we're gonna do?

We are.

We're here
to protect and serve.

And kick ass.

- Come on, Torii Hunter.
- Let's see what you got.

Hey, fellas,
what's going on?

Five-o!
Five-o! Five-o!

No, no, no!

Come on, Torii Hunter.

Hey!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Stop, stop, stop, stop.
Down! Get down!

- On the ground!
- On the ground!

Hands out. Out.
Come on, Torii Hunter.

Jamarcus is coming
for that ass!

Just win, baby!

Just win!

Hey, I'm having
a bad day.

I'm gonna keep
that $20.

Take it easy.

How's everybody
doing today?

Get up.

Your boy can't run
for shit, man.

All right. Let's go.
How many we got?

Huh? How many we got?

- Four.
- Stay right here. Right here.

Four.

The did you learn
how to count?

I count three.

I got one. Anawalt, you had two.
Where's your other one?

Yeah, I got --
did we lose somebody?

Um...

The last guy you got,
when you arrested him,

are you sure you heard
the cuffs click?

Um, I...

We lost somebody?

I...

I mean, he had to have gone
that way. Let's smoke him out.

- All right.
- Let's go. Here.

He had to --

oh, shit.

So, what
does our victim's rap sheet

tell us about him?

Despite 12 drug busts,

Logan's never done
more than a two-year stretch.

Mandatory sentencing

should have had this cat away
for decades longer.

He's a snitch.
Snitch.

So, what are you thinking?

Somebody he snitched on
popped him?

It's a good place
to start.

I mean, all those arrests,
he's got lots of enemies.

Thank you.

Logan is not in our database
as a paid C.I.

Well, let's think
outside the box.

What tools
would you have used

when you were
on the robbery table?

Google.

Come on.

If it were that easy,
anybody could work homicide.

If it were that hard,
do you think

a jarhead like you
could do it?

Darrell Miller.

Mm-hmm.

Always maintained his innocence.
What else is new?

Uh, convicted on the testimony
of a jailhouse snitch.

It's our guy,
Mack Logan.

Mm-hmm.

And Miller was freed
when they finally bothered

to do a DNA test
on old evidence.

Released eight months ago.

"My Lord and savior,
Jesus Christ.

I hold no grudges."

22 years?
We'll see about that.

Why you being so hard
on Anawalt?

Huh?
Never lost a suspect before?

Plead the fifth.
Mm.

Remember,
for your next job,

the regular McNugget meal comes
with six nuggets, not four,

plus fries and a drink.

Is that yours?

Yeah.

Let me see it.

Is this ghetto cinderella?

Anawalt matches her shoe,
finds a prince?

Kiss my ass, Sherman.

Ooh, language.
The cherub has tender ears.

No way somebody leaves behind

a brand-new, customized tennis
shoe unless they on the run.

See the initials
on the back?

What's that stand for?
"Asshole running"?

"Anawalt's regret"?

You know who's wearing
the other sneaker?

I ain't no snitch.

What if I buy you
a happy meal

and let you play with the siren
in the patrol car?

Follow me.

Give me my shoe.

Get out of here.

Police officers!

How y'all doing?

I'm sorry
to bother you, ma'am.

Does this shoe
look familiar?

No.

Clear in here.

He's running!

What the hell,
you damn asshole?

Hit me with a baseball bat?
You could have killed me!

- Ben, I got it.
- Hell you thinking about, man?

Huh?
Come on.

Is he your son?
No.

Is he your brother?
Your cousin? Your nephew?

I don't know him.

You don't know him?

And you let him hide
in your house?

He's more my people than you.
Let's go. Come on.

You see if we ever respond
to a call from this house again.

Nobody asked you
to come over here.

Nobody a-- we're over here
every day, lady!

Get the hell off my property!
I don't care!

- Every day, we're in this neighborhood!
- Hey, hey, hey!

- Every day we're here!
- Oh, hell, no!

What the you talking
about?! We're here!

Sherman, let's go.

You got somebody you want me
to call, honey?

No, ma'am. Thank you.

Oh, you're
polite now, huh?!

- Come on, Sherman.
- Let's go.

You ever gonna let me drive?
No.

What about
after evaluation?

How'd you hurt
your back?

Oh, I see.

Anything I ask you,
I get stonewalled.

But I'm supposed to be
an open book.

I'm the one
in the driver's seat.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.

Holy shit.
Oh, my God!

857.

Request an R.A. Unit,
our location,

1600 block,
North Cahuenga.

857.

Send an R.A. Unit, our location,
1600 block Cahuenga Boulevard.

Show us code six
at 1643 north cahuenga.

You got a blanket
in the trunk?

I love Baldwin Hills.
Yeah.

Just 'cause
it's South L.A.

doesn't mean it has to be
run-down, right?

Uh-huh.

May I help you,
detectives?

You Darrell D. Miller?

Yep.

You know this man?

Mack Logan? Yeah.

Lied on me and robbed me
of two decades of sunshine.

What did he do now?

Was shot at point-blank range
not even 10 minutes from here.

You know,
L.A.'s a dangerous place.

Where were you
this morning?

I was helping my grandmother
with her pill regimen.

She's 93.
I take care of her now.

Okay. And she'll
vouch for you on that?

You know, I hated that fool.
That ain't no secret.

Mack said I confessed
up at county

to raping some white woman
I hadn't even met

just so he could go home
three years early.

My mother died
thinking I was a rapist.

If not
for that DNA stuff,

I'd still be doing time
for him right now.

Darrell?

Why don't you offer your friends
some lemonade?

That's okay, gran-gran.
They was just leaving.

Hey, in case
you think of something else.

Thanks.

I don't know.
Saw that limp?

Mm-hmm.
Just like in the video.

You think gran-gran will change
her story when he leaves,

let us have a look
inside?

Hope so.

"He's more my people
than you."

She's right.

They don't want us there.
I don't want to be there.

Another second, a few inches
lower, I'd be dead right now.

When I was younger,
that's all the L.A.P.D. did

was constantly
kick our asses.

That's where I remember
Rucker --

the neighborhood.

So, why become a cop?

There was a S.W.A.T. officer
came and spoke to our school.

Randy Simmons.

Something about the way dude
carried himself stuck with me.

What about you?

My Uncle was a cop.

My friends and I were stoned.
I signed up as a goof.

Seemed like a good idea
at the time.

I wanted to make
a difference.

Another ghetto tourist.

It was either this
or teach for America.

And have you changed
anybody's life?

You know, it's funny.
I used to --

I used to think
about how these kids grew up.

No parents,
drug abuse, hungry.

And now?

I ain't
a social worker.

When did Captain
save-a-hoe become a libertarian?

I guess that bit with the bat
changed my mind.

Well, you may become
a decent cop yet, Sherman.

Oh, thank you very much,
Bryant.

He's very charitable
this morning.

Any available unit,

neighbor dispute
at 2233 83rd Street.

Handling unit, identify.

836.
Show us handling.

Do you want this?

I don't want this.
Ugh.

Come on, now.

Let's let him get a little
further down the block.

What do we say to the old lady
when we get there?

We just
introduce ourselves.

Yeah, let's go.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Miller,
to bother you again.

Um, I'm
Detective Lydia Adams.

Brenda!

How you doing, girl?

Hey!
How you doing?

Just came by
to check on you.

Darrell
went to the store.

Oh.

You know,
I always liked you.

I said
had Darrell married you,

none of that other mess
would have happened.

You remember Ruben,
right?

Yeah. He got tall.

Hi. How you doing?

Um, Darrell borrowed...

Ruben's Ice Cube T-shirt

A while ago,
and he wants it back.

Do you mind if we check
his room?

Oh, baby, you ain't gonna find
nothing back there.

Just as messy as always.
I'm still doing his laundry.

Do you mind if we check
the laundry room?

Go right ahead.

Laundry room
is by the kitchen.

Oh, okay. Thank you.

Y'all want
some lemonade?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.
Sure.

Baby, what did you say
your name was, again?

Detective Lydia Adams.

Okay, Brenda.

I'll get that lemonade
before my stories come back on.

Okay.

Are you sure
we can do this?

Darrell can't have it
both ways.

If granny is competent enough
to be his alibi,

she's competent enough
to give us consent.

Hey.

Hey, man.

Um, right back here.

All right, so dude's back here
in the booth, right?

Just about the time
things are getting enjoyable,

boom!

Up in smoke.

Up in smoke is right.

His clothes
smelled like meth.

He's probably loaded
with flammable chemicals.

Wonder what
he was watching.

That shit must have
got hot, right?

Hey, man.

What are
you guys into?

Huh?

Come on.
You can tell me.

Least I can ask now that
chickie's in Metro, right?

We're citizens.

Come on, now.
What are you into, girl?

Like, me,
I like the large ladies.

Sofa-sized, man..
The B.B.W.s

The what?

B.B.W.S, man.
Big, beautiful women.

I'm gonna wait
outside.

More ounce
to the bounce.

Give me them
tig old bitties.

I swear to God, man,
fat chicks are awesome.

Kind of like
riding a moped.

Moped.
Yeah.

It's fun as hell
till someone catches you on one.

Right?

What's going on, Paolo?

I'll tell you what -- that old
bitch is off her meds again.

Excuse me, ma'am?

Her cats always get out,
comes over to our yard,

craps in our sandbox
like it's a litter box.

My 4-year-old
don't know no better.

Comes home every day
covered in cat shit.

Have you filed a complaint,
ma'am?

Yes. Numerous times.

But today, I went over there
to talk to her,

and she shot at me!

What?

I heard a gunshot.

You saw a gun?

No.
I heard a gunshot.

That old bitch
fired at me.

That's why
I called y'all.

Did you check this out,
Paolo?

No. Got here
two minutes before you did.

It's just an old lady.

Yeah.

Thank you, ma'am.

We'll be in touch
if we need anything else.

Can you see?

Ma'am, it's the police.

Gun! Gun!

- 836.
- Shots fired at our location.

Requesting
additional units.

What's happened?

She has a gun.

Saw it from the reflection
in the window.

Now she's barricaded.

Did anybody call S.W.A.T.?
No.

That request has to come
direct from Captain Rucker.

What?
What's so funny, man?

Well, you can't hear
the theme music?

Here comes Shaft.

No mask, no weapon.

Well, if the blood
on the sneakers matches Logan's

or the clothes test positive
with gunshot residue,

we've got enough P.C.
for an arrest.

What's bothering you?

Homicide is just different
than I thought it was gonna be.

Yeah?

Yeah.
All the lying, word games.

If Darrell killed
Mack Logan,

don't you think
he had it coming?

Who the hell knows what
Darrell went through in prison?

Yeah, but that's not
Darrell's choice to make.

Jesus. Check this out.

Sir, you might
want to take cover.

You pulled me out of
a city council banquet for this?

She's not coming out, sir.
We approached the front door.

She fired at us.
We need S.W.A.T.

I got your S.W.A.T.
right here.

I'm not calling Metro
for some little old lady.

- Anawalt!
- Yes, sir.

You have her on the phone?
Yeah.

We routed all outgoing calls
to my cellphone.

Who's she calling for?
Pastors.

She didn't realize
she was talking to me

every time she called.

She also wants food
for her cat.

Sherman.

Sir?

Black case
in my trunk, please.

Yes, sir.

It sounded like
a very big gun.

Yes, I'm sure.

And -- and she fired at us.
Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.
Thank you, Bryant.

Blessed is she...

Whose transgression
is forgiven,

whose sin is covered!

Blessed is the woman

to whom the Lord
does not impute iniquity

and in whose spirit
there is no deceit!

Come any closer, I'll shoot.

What are you doing?
Sherman!

Sir, just give me a second.
Hey, come here.

Come here.

Ma'am!

Ma'am, we have your cat.

We have her out
right here.

If you don't come out
in the next 20 seconds,

we're gonna have to --

we're gonna have to
call the pound.

You're never
gonna see her again.

Put down the gun, ma'am.

Ma'am, put down the gun,
and I'll give her back to you.

What's the cat's --

Don't hurt her.

Okay.
What's the cat's name?

Spooky.
Spooky. Okay.

I'll -- there you go.

Spooky.

Spooky. Okay.

Gun!

Kevlar. Damn.

The bit with the cat
was smart.

Thanks, man. Always
got to think on your feet.

She was ready
to go to war.

Get her up.

Granbo ain't no joke.

I cannot believe the blood
matched the sneakers.

Now, guilt never surprises me.
Only innocence does.

You guys, go around the back.
We'll take the front.

- Oh, no.
- Mother

Aah!

Ho! Whoa.

Huh?

Huh?

Come on.

Easy.

I could have
shot you already.

What you waiting for?

Yeah, you did it.

Call said
it was around here somewhere.

Well, at 6'6",
he's not gonna be hard to miss.

I hate your friend.

Dewey is an acquired taste.

What a dick.

He's a hell of a cop.

At least, he used to be.

You know what they're
calling us now, right?

The Walking Dead.

Yeah.

You think that's funny?

Very sexy.

I kind of stopped caring
what people think

after I told my parents
I was gonna be a cop.

When did you first know
you wanted to be a cop?

Oh!

Ain't going back to jail!

All right. Back up.

Step on over there, sir.

Rucker could have got
a lot of people hurt today.

But he didn't.

He's proactive. He took charge.
He made shit happen.

He bean-bagged
an old lady.

No, he bean-bagged
an armed suspect.

I didn't even see
her second gun.

She's not dead.

None of our guys got hurt.
It's a good day.

Jones with the nicknames.

Now she's "Granbo" forever.

Deploying taser!

That all you got?!

God, he's tight.
Double-cuff him.

There we go.

You all right?

Piece of shit.

Oh.

It's a shame
to break this up.

Sorry, but you guys
have all got to go!

The owner
doesn't want you here!

The owner wants you gone.
I want you gone. Let's go.

- Come on. Clear out.
- Everybody out. Out.

Let's go.
Are you gonna make us go away?

Hey.
We ain't doing nothing.

Get out of my face.
I'm gonna have to arrest you.

Let's go.
Hey, hey, whoa!

For doing what?
You can't put your hands on a cop.

Now your parents are gonna
have to bail you out of jail.

Get your hands off of her!

Get off! No!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

- I'm not! Come on! Let us just dance!
- Partner!

Get back. Get back.

We ain't even
doing nothing.

Miss. Miss.

Hey! Whoa!

Whoa!
Yeah! What are you gonna do?!

Back up!

Get back!

Get back! Get back!

Partner!

Back!

Back! Back!

We weren't
doing anything.

Hey. Hey.

Everybody, back.
Get home. Get home.

This party is over.

You all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Let's go.

Come on. Get out of my way.
Get that --

get back. Get back.

Hey.

Hey!
It's time to go home! Now!

Oh, you want to get
cuffed up next?

Get in your cars
and get out of here!

- Yeah, he's sleeping a baby.
- He knows what's about to come.

You really wanted him
to be innocent, huh?

Mack Logan
cost him his life. Twice.

No, Miller put himself
back in jail.

Why do you think
he kept the shoes?

If criminals were smart,
we'd be out of a job.

Shoes and his clothes --

only evidence we have
of anything.

Something happens to them,
this whole thing disappears.

Evidence disappears
all the time.

It's not our job to figure out
who walks and who doesn't.

Come on. We make those type
of judgment calls all the time.

Look, a couple thousand
years ago,

a bunch of guys
in togas decided

no one should be
judge and jury.

We collect the evidence, and
then we bring it to someone else

to figure out
what to do with it.

So you think
it was right,

the way we lied
to Darrell's grandmother?

Absolutely.

Ah. See?

You -- see,
you want him to be guilty.

I don't want anyone
to be guilty, Ruben.

I want people
to stop killing each other.

But while they still do,
we have to speak for the dead

whether they deserve it
or not.

Doing the right thing
for the wrong people.

Sometimes.

Look, the system
isn't perfect,

but it's the best
anyone's come up with yet.

I'm going to go get
some coffee.

We're not talking
Black P. Stones or Rollin' 60s.

We're talking
dancing catholic-school kids.

What's the problem, son?

You scared
of black people?

No, sir.

Uh...

Crowd was out of control.

Situation
was turning hostile.

I lost contact
with my partner.

One of the females in question
grabbed me,

and when I went
to subdue her,

the other female,
she got in my face.

She pushed me.
She slapped me.

And then when she spit at me,
that made it an assault,

so then...

You punched her.

Closed fist.

In the beak.

Yes, sir.

Do you have anything to add,
Bryant?

Sir, uh,
we were outnumbered.

Our tactical advantage
was compromised.

Officer Sherman
made a split-second decision.

This is a tough, dirty job.

The system used to give us a lot
more rope and a lot more soap.

But it's a new age.

A video age.

People are always
watching us.

Everywhere.

All right?

Sir.

All right.

Sherman, steel yourself.

Somebody out there
got it on a cellphone.

You're about to become
"that guy" now.

Yes, sir.

Close my door, please,
gentlemen.

Yes, sir.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Hey, Coop.

Way to put the "Don"
in "Donnybrook"

back there today, man.

You looked good.

"Walking Dead," my ass.

Hey, did you hear
about your boot?

Buddy of mine
over at Alvarado

says he clocked
a 15-year-old black chick

at a high-school dance.

Still stepping
on his meat, huh?

I'm proud of his ass!

Hey.
Hey.

You got a new nickname.

Yeah? What's that?

"Wu-Tang" 'cause you ain't
nothing to with.

Whoo!

How's your back?
Never better.

My uniform, on the other hand,
not so good.

Oh.
My guy's out of business.

Where do you go?
What?

You think
just because I'm Asian,

I know someone
who does alterations?

Yeah.

off.

Try Milt & Edie's.

All right.

Night.

Hey, Sherman.

What's up?

Can you stop by
my sister's place

and straighten out
my niece?

That's funny, man.
That's funny.

Hey, uh, thanks
for having my back in there.

You always
have your partner's back.

Especially
when he's wrong.

Were we outflanked?

Absolutely.

But that's the job.

Couldn't see you. Things were
getting out of control.

Well, you...

You kind of
lost your cool.

You -- you got to...

You got to try
not to lose your cool.

The only thing that makes us
different from them

is that even when they're
firing at us,

we don't fire back
because we're mad.

We fire back
to save lives.

You're right.

See you tomorrow.

Yeah.
Long drive.

Hey.

Nice work out there.

Thank you.

Oh, and...

You dropped this.

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