Southland (2009–2013): Season 5, Episode 2 - Heat - full transcript

♪ Southland 5x01 ♪
Heat
Original Air Date on February 20, 2013

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Stop!

Let go of me!

Being a cop in Los Angeles

is different from patrolling
other cities.

Not every officer
can take the heat.

It'll be you again.
It ain't gonna be me.

So, Mendoza was home
watering his lawn

when two thugs rolled up
and buried one in his shoulder.



Hey.
Look at these guys.

I am ready
for my sponge bath.

Yeah, I just need you to turn
your head and cough first.

Asshole.

You okay, brother?

Yeah, I'm sore,
but fine.

Victoria, the kids?
Scared.

Those gangsters had some balls
coming up in my hood.

Game's changing.

What if they got a green light
out on me?

My family...

Excuse me, officers.

I need you to wrap this up.

Councilman Craig is here with
a photographer from the Times.



Councilman can wait.

We're on a tight schedule.

He's not your photo-op.

You can save the P.R. stunt
for somebody else.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Look.

Given the councilman's
tough stance on crime,

I know he's anxious to speak
with Officer Mendoza,

thank him
for all that he's done,

but that's one of our guys
lying there.

And, uh, we need a few more
minutes with him.

I'll let you know
when we're done.

I'll be right there, Ma.

Sudden burst of energy?

Yeah.

The baby slept for four hours
last night.

Oh,
I'm glad you got some rest.

I feel like a new person.

You know,
you're gonna dry up your milk

if you keep up all
that exercising and dieting.

Aren't you gonna get that?

Homicide in the hills.

Good news is that copper
from Alvarado Division

who got shot
in front of his house

is gonna make a full recovery.

The bad news is these assholes
know where he lives.

And F.Y.I. -- Mendoza's
in pretty good spirits.

He's just happy he got shot
in his left shoulder

and not his right.

It won't affect
his jump shot!

Moving on,
break out your sunscreen.

It's gonna be another hot one
here in the City of Angels.

High temps
lead to short fuses.

Domestics are going
through the roof.

Right,
people punching each other

'cause they're
hot and sweaty.

Classy.

Yeah,
expect power outages,

traffic signals to be down,
and stay hydrated.

You pass out,
you're useless to me. All right?

Now, before we roll out,

these fresh muffins
in the back here

are compliments
of Cooper's girlfriend.

Ahh.
Yeah.

Nice.

She's got
the sweetest muffins in town.

And she's waiting for you
in the lobby, so...

All right, go!
Roll out! Be safe!

Go get her, Romeo!

Girlfriend, sir?

Converting an on-duty contact
into an off-duty relationship?

My last F.T.O. told me
about the three p's --

pride, power, and pussy.

That gonna be a problem
for you?

No.

I'm happily married.

Well, the ones with the wedding
bands are always the worst ones.

I'm not like the other guys.

Yeah. We'll see.
You wait here.

Amanda?

Did you like
my muffins?

How many times do we have
to have this conversation?

You've got to stop
coming by the station.

This is your last chance.

I am not taking you
to the movies.

Is it my dress?

No.

It's very pretty.

And you're a very lovely
young woman.

You're just not my type.

It's your loss.

Dude, if you don't smash
that biscuit, I will, okay?

Good luck with that.
She's retarded, not blind.

See? He's funny.

You going to comedy school, kid.
I like that.

All right.
Guys and gals, have a seat.

Listen up.

I know
you've all heard rumors

that it was the Eastside G's
that shot Mendoza,

but we do not know yet.

The shooters
were wearing hoodies,

and all we got is a make
and model on the vehicle.

So all you guys who are looking
to give kiwi shampoos,

calm down.

As you know, R.H.D.
is handling the investigation

and has asked that if you arrest
anyone from that clique

to pass on copies
of all your F.I.s.

Got it?

Got it?

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you. Sherman,
you had something to say?

Hey, poster boy.

Village People reunion tour!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

I'll be signing autographs
at the end of watch.

So dreamy.
All right. Enough.

Um, I just wanted
to let everybody know

I'm organizing a barbecue
fundraiser for Mendoza,

help him cover
his medical bills.

The flier's in the break room
for anybody who's interested.

He's gonna need
full shoulder replacement.

It's gonna be
a long recovery.

Mendoza's always been there
for us,

whether to cover a shift
or volunteer for O.T.

I don't know about anybody else,
but I'm gonna donate my days.

You should, too.

Thanks.

All right.

Only 10:00
in the morning.

It's already
a sauna out here.

How'd you meet
your girlfriend?

Starbucks.

She sweeps up,
takes out the trash.

Sounds like our job.

You've yet to prove yourself
with a broom.

Starbucks has a pension plan
and benefits.

Maybe you should apply.

And it's your fault!

It's not my fault.

The GPS told me to turn left!

Oh, GPS, my ass!

You almost ran over
some of my golfers

before you crashed into --
hey, enough!

He could have killed someone!

Okay.

Could I see your license,
sir?

Mr. Livermore?

Yes.

Your license expired
14 months ago.

You planning on
getting it renewed?

Well, I went a few times.
The lines were too long.

I'm gonna have to
hang on to this...

and write you a citation for
driving with an expired license.

Hey!

You calm down.

I'm chilling. I'm chilling.

Unfortunately, we're also gonna
have to impound the vehicle.

Well, then,
can I have my license back?

No, not till you go to the DMV
and pass the test.

I was a P-51 Mustang pilot
in the war!

The instruments in my car
failed, not me.

I understand that, sir.

But we have a procedure
we have to follow

to make sure that you're capable
of driving safely.

I'm fine to drive!

Mr. Livermore.
I'm ex-army, okay?

We appreciate your service.

Oh, uh...
Please, I live alone.

How am I gonna get my groceries
and go to the doctor?

Huh?

Stay here.

Yeah.

You know what you said
about catch and release?

This is a fish
you throw back.

Okay.
Write the citation.

Hiker found the body
this morning.

Got an I.D.?

Found a wallet
in the brush.

I.D. says it's Rick Dawson,
but we might have to go dental.

Did you run the name?

His wife reported him missing
three days ago.

Witnesses?

Just Bambi
and Thumper...

Ooh.

Mnh.

Whew.

After you.

They taught us to find ways
to connect with people

in the Academy.

That's touching.

Yeah, well, I was connecting
with that old vet,

and you still
pulled the rug out.

You don't endanger
public safety

because you have a connection
with the offender.

No, you know,
I get the citation.

But impounding the vehicle?

It's gonna cost him
an extra 150 bucks.

The guy's
probably barely surviving

off his Social Security.

You think I did it
just to be an asshole?

Yes, sir.

Santa Monica
Farmer's Market.

10 dead, 63 injured
because some old guy

mistook the accelerator
for the brake.

Not on my watch.

You'd understand
if you'd served.

I told you.
I did a tour of duty.

Baskin-Robbins.

We're gonna beat the heat.

Go visit my old comrades

and get a nice big-ass scoop
of pistachio nut.

Where's Ann Dawson?

Ann Dawson?

Can I help you?

Detectives Adams
and Robinson.

We need to speak with you
in private, please.

He was
the love of my life.

Been my manager
since I was 17.

This...

This place was his dream.

Mrs. Dawson, I need to ask you
some questions.

If at any time you want to stop,
just let me know.

When was the last time
you saw Rick?

Three days ago,
before he left for his hike.

Did he usually go hiking?

Yeah,
that was his thing.

It's how
he cleared his head.

He always got home
before it got dark, though.

And did you call him
when he didn't come home?

Lots of times,
but there was no answer.

I went to look for him
in the Canyon.

What time was that?

Uh...

About 7:00?

Was Rick upset?

Anything
seem off about him?

Actually, he was great.

Last thing we talked about
was my big comeback match.

He was the only one
that still believed in me.

We're sorry
for your loss.

What are you doing?

Nate told me to take his toy
to work to get the bad guys.

I'm taking a picture and sending
it to the babysitter.

That's cute.

I hear you're not giving
your days to Mendoza.

I got to save them for Nate
and the custody battle.

I heard
Mendoza got lit up

'cause he was
a gangster's girl

from the Eastside G's.

Nah. Nah.

I heard it
from a legit source.

Even if he screwed up,

doesn't mean
he deserves to get shot.

Don't shit where you eat.

When you were laid out
in a hospital bed,

didn't you want every
swinging dick in a blue suit

out chasing the guy
that shot you?

That's different.

How?
I didn't bring that on myself.

You never liked Mendoza.

I like him fine.

And I've known him
a lot longer than you.

Dawn, great.

Last time, she threw up
in the unit.

A36, show us
on a citizen flag down.

What the hell's she doing?

I need some help, man!

Back away from the vehicle.

I need to talk to you,
man!

Back away from the car!

What's going on, Dawn?

This bitch owes me
20 bucks.

For what?

An exchange of goods.

Drugs?

Yeah.

What kind?
Rock.

I don't sell drugs.

What do you mean
you don't sell drugs?

I mean I don't sell drugs.
I'm a prostitute.

A36. Show us code 4.

How you doing?
Pistachio nut, two cones.

You're gonna love this.

Can I help you?

While you're
standing around,

there are crimes
being committed.

Would it make you happier
if we had cut the line?

You're wasting
our taxpayers' dollars.

Ma'am, do you get a break
while you're at work?

Yes.

You do? You see, because we work
12-hour shifts.

12 hours, dealing with
gangsters, crackheads, rapists,

all so that people like yourself
can sleep better at night.

Now, just because we're
peace officers,

it doesn't mean we are not
entitled to a break,

or in this case,
enjoying a cold treat

on a very hot day
just like everyone else.

I pay your salary.

You know what, ma'am?
Yes, you do.

Which means that you have
actually paid for this.

You want a lick?

Did you see the carpet?
It was new.

Wasn't even tacked down
yet.

Yeah, trying to hide
an incriminating stain.

Her cardio was carrying
the body.

Dead lifts.
Good for the glutes.

That's the Booty.

And I bet you 20 bucks
it was after he disappeared.

That's a sucker's bet.

I will raise you $200

and bet you that the roaming
charges don't match up

to the time she says
she was in the Canyon.

Yeah.

"My husband just died,

so I'm gonna go to the gym
and work out."

I think they
call that the eye of the tiger.

Ohh.

A couple friends from Rampart
are going out for drinks

to celebrate
a friend's birthday.

What?

You have friends?

No, no,
I think it's a good idea.

You should go, be good for you.
Long as you pump and dump.

Oh, no, no, no.

I don't have to worry about
that, 'cause I gave up nursing.

Switched to formula.

You are worse than my mom!

Now, listen, hey.

A woman
has a right to choose

whatever she feels
is best for her.

Of course,
it makes the colic worse,

but, hey, you do your thing,
Miss Lydia Adams.

I got four hours of sleep
last night.

Formula sits longer
in the baby's stomach.

Just do me a favor
and don't buy the recalled stuff

with the beetle larvae in it.

What are you,
a member of the La Leche League?

No, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

I already paid
for the first one.

Well, you can tell the state of
California they can kiss my ass!

Ohh. I got to pay
for another custody evaluation.

Tammi's sucking
my bank account dry.

She's pushing me
further in debt.

You ever think about getting
your guard card?

I hear Target's hiring
for their Easter sale.

How about I get a loan
from your folks?

Oh.

The air's not working right.
It's hot, man.

What are we doing here?

Uh, just passing on through,
see if anything's going on.

Wait a second.
Here we go.

There was no confirmation
that it was the Eastside G's.

Yeah. Our pal Dewain's got
a bench warrant.

It's a legit stop.

Hey, Ben!

Hey, Dewain!

Yo, Dewain!

Yo, what's up, man?

We didn't get the invite.

It's my son's
birthday party.

Yeah,
I can see that.

This'll
just take a minute.

How you doing?

So, look.

A friend of ours got shot.

Word is someone
from your clique did it.

He alive?

Yeah.

We didn't do it.

Eastside G's
have been getting bolder.

Everybody knows you got beef
with our gang guys.

I've got a warrant, Dewain.

You missed
a court appearance.

I was locked up
when my son was born.

It's the first birthday
I'm around, man.

You give us what we need, we'll
let you go back to your party.

Come on, dawg.

Hey, I would hate for you
to miss the cake.

Your little boy blowing out
the candles, making a wish.

All right, look.
Fine. Fine. Look.

I heard that Laron...

Talkin' shit
about blastin' on Five-O's.

Laron, from Two-Treys?

Your rival gang?

What?
You don't believe me?

No.

Fine,
I put it on my mama.

Come on, Dewain.

Everybody in South Central
knows you hate your mama.

You put it on your son?

Fine, man.

I put that on my son.

Happy Birthday to him.

Happy Birthday to you,
mother

What's this?

There we go. There we go.
Right there.

Hey, Laron.

We need a word.
How you doing, man?

Where you going?
Hey! Hey!

Shit.

He's heading
in the courtyard.

Sherman, can you hear me?

Where the
did you go?

Hey! Hey!

All right.
You're all right.

You're all right. You're
all right. You're okay.

Shit.

Get over here!
Get down! Get down!

Police brutality types.

Yeah.

All right.

Roll over.

Roll over. Roll over.
Sit up.

There you go.
You know the drill.

Oh! Take it easy, man!

Well, you shouldn't have been
running, Laron.

You shouldn't have been
running.

Look what I got.

What?
That's just a kibble.

You gonna me over
for that?

Nah, we don't give a shit
about the kibble.

It's the other thing.

What shit?

You know.

Somebody got a beef on me,
man?

Is it that bitch Angie?

Think I'm stepping out on her,
dawg.

Eastside G's?

Yo --

Laron, I wouldn't start running
your mouth without a lawyer.

Yo.

Was it Dewain?

Asshole think I'm
his sister, man.

Was it?

That mother

Get in the car.
Get in the car. Get in the car.

Tell Dewain
I want to see his

Really?

All right.

Okay, thanks.

Well,
coroner's report confirmed

that Rick Dawson died
from a head contusion.

Ann must have dumped the body
and then set it on fire.

Mama said knock you out.

You're seriously gonna eat
some soup in this heat?

Yeah. I still got
baby weight to lose.

What?
No. No, no, no, no.

Don't be so hard on yourself.
You look good.

Thank you.

But it is gonna be tough
losing these last pounds

now that I stopped nursing.

Shoot. My wife is still
trying to lose her baby weight.

My last kid
was seven years ago.

And I'm sure she really
appreciates you saying that.

How's Christopher? Hmm?

Things better at home?

Coming to work is
the easy part of my day.

I'd take dead bodies
over a screaming baby anytime.

Oh, yeah.
They both stink.

At least the bodies
are quiet.

You getting any help
from anyone else at home,

besides your mom's?

I know being a single mom's
kinda tough.

Like who?
The baby's daddy?

Don't go there.

Mmm,
this pastrami is just...

It's delicious.

Make you want to smack
your mama.

Want to take a picture
with me?

No, thanks. Your mug
will give Nate nightmares.

Guys, I need a word.

Mendoza lied,
made up the entire story.

He got shot.

It was self-inflicted.

He was underwater
on his bills,

trying to collect
on the insurance money.

What a waste
of resources.

Press is gonna have
a field day.

It's gonna be
a real cluster

Media Relations is trying
to figure out how to spin this.

You need us
to do anything?

No. No.
Just keep it under your hats.

We haven't told
the rest of the division yet.

Sherman,
I know you two were close.

You went out on a limb
for him.

Want to make sure
you're okay.

Guess I got to cancel
the barbecue.

Excuse me.

Things aren't looking too good
for our boxing champ.

Hmm.

The phone company
has no record

of her alleged phone calls
to check on him.

Oh, shocker.

Mm-hmm.

And like you said, the roaming
signals do not match up

to the time she said she was
in the Canyon because...

Her phone was off
for 13 hours.

Lydia "The Black Stallion" Adams

delivers a staggering blow

to Ann "the man-eater"
Dawson's story.

She reported him missing
the next day,

a couple of hours after
she turned her phone back on.

Oh, Adams has got Dawson
against the ropes.

Credit card history shows
that she bought the carpet

the next day
after Rick disappeared.

She killed him in her office,
covered up the blood,

dumped the body
in the Canyon.

Oh! It's a knock-out!

She's the champion!

You're pretty! You ain't got
a scratch on your face!

Circle jerk of a day,
huh?

Any available unit to handle,

we have shots fired
in the 400 block of 65th Street.

Stand by for additional info.
Unit to handle, identify.

That's Dewain's pad.

Laron must have made
his one phone call.

A36, show us responding.

Come on, man.

All right.
All right. All right.

Look at this.

Stay back.
Stay back. Stay back.

All right. All right. All right.
Clear a lane! Clear a lane!

We got to get the ambulance
in here, man.

Come on.

Help is on the way.

Come on.

Ann Dawson.

Detectives.

Do you mind if we take a look
in your office?

Yeah, I, uh -- I do.

Yeah,
I thought you'd say that.

We have a warrant.

Oh!

Stop!

Let go of me!

Stay down!

Stay there!

Lydia!

You all right?

Yeah, partner.

Don't call it a comeback.

They don't know
what's going to happen to him.

I should have kept
my mouth shut.

Thanks for coming, officers.

What's the problem,
ma'am?

I'm worried
about my neighbor.

He's elderly,
and I check in on him,

but today there's no answer.

When was the last time
you saw him?

This morning
around 11:00.

I looked through the window,
could hear the music,

but the air-conditioning
is not on, and it's been so hot.

What's his name?
Larry.

Larry. Police.

Ma'am?
Anyone in the back house?

No.

Larry! Police!

Larry!

What?

So what if some gangster
had to take the fall?

I did what I had to do
to get mine.

We got to get ours, right?

You think I disgraced
the department.

They say
they have your back,

but they will throw you
under the bus

faster than anyone.

It's the pressures and the
futility of the job, you know?

And for what?

Some crappy pension?

Then I got to work security
at CVS.

I don't have a second act
in me!

The mortgage,
the credit cards, toys...

Got worse when they took away
our overtime.

I was gonna lose my family.

What?

You think
you're better than me?

Huh?

You know I am.

That thing
with the old guy...

We were just doing
our jobs.

We didn't know
he was gonna take it that far.

When we make...

We make contact with people,
take care of business...

Can't take responsibility
for what happens to them

after we leave.

You don't have to convince me,
sir.

Whoa! Look at this guy.
Light 'em up.

Sir, can I have -- oh!

Shots fired! Officer down!

Steele!

Steele!

Steele!

Thanks.

I know
what you're thinking.

And I'm not a coward.

I survived two tours
in Afghanistan.

And, hell,
at least over there,

we were --
we were making progress.

All we're doing here
is dispersing crime.

People hate you.

Like that lady
in the ice-cream shop, man.

We're
all just numbers here,

and why would I risk my life
for this?

You have to be crazy
to want this job.

It's not worth dying for.

I was thinking about my wife
and kids.

Couldn't get killed now.
They -- they just got me back.

You don't have to
convince me.

A nice little shiner
in the morning.

Yeah, I know.

You know,
I think I'm gonna pass

on that birthday thing
tonight.

Nah, you should go.

Mm, need to finish
this paperwork up.

I'll do it.

Seriously?!

Okay.

Thank you.

You know, they say Guinness
is good for milk production

in case
you want to reconsider.

I'm not.

Thanks again.

Have fun.

Not looking good
for li'l Dewain.

Hey.
Did you hear what I said?

It's the way things go,
man.

Meaning what?

Big Dewain hasn't exactly been
a role model.

So, what?

With a gangster dad, you're
saying the poor kid is doomed?

And that's really the way
you see things?

It's what we see
out here every day.

You gonna say it isn't?
That's messed up, man.

Yeah, it is.

It was a bullshit warrant,
but you had to push it.

We asked a guy
a question. He lied.

We believed him.

That kid got shot because we put
the heat on Dewain to snitch.

I feel like crap
about it.

I'm wondering
why you don't.

It's not my fault the asshole
chose to be a gangster.

Everyone makes choices.

It's really easy to get sucked
into bad stuff, huh?

What's your problem?

What's your problem?
Look at Mendoza.

You know, being a cop
doesn't change who you are

or make you
a better person.

Whose side are you on?

We're here because your homeboy
Mendoza lied!

I didn't know he was lying.

I was doing my job,
which, at the time,

was to go after the guys
who went after one of us.

This was never about Mendoza.
This was always about you.

You're back again.

Sorry about earlier.

Well...

You were pretty rude.

Hope I didn't hurt
your feelings.

No, you didn't.

Maybe a little bit.

What's in the, uh, box?

Cupcakes.
It's a new recipe.

Oh, yeah?

What are the blue ones?

Oh, my gosh. Oh!

Remember crazy-ass Renata
from Southwest division?

Oh, yeah.

One day,
I'm hooking her up, right?

So, I have my arms on her wrist,
but my hands keep slipping off.

Ooh!

And I'm like, "Renata,
what's this on your wrist?"

She says, "I just got finished
having sex with Bob Beverly."

I must have went through, like,
six bottles of hand sanitizer.

Oh, a birthday cake!
A burger cake!

Have some sliders.
Why do they call 'em sliders?

Oh, whoa. Oh.

No.

No.

Oh, no.

No.

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