The Closer (2005–2012): Season 6, Episode 8 - War Zone - full transcript

Season 6 Episode 8
War Zone

Thank you. All right, gentlemen.
What do we have here?

Looks like a drive-by
outside a neighborhood bar.

Lots of 7.62 casings,
probably from an AK-47.

We have three male
African-American victims.

Two dead here, third guy died
on his way to the hospital.

There are over 100 patrons
of this nightclub holed up inside.

I thought it would be better
to interview them downtown,

so I've got buses coming in
to pick them up.

Thank you, Lieutenant. Just make sure
we don't let anything slip by.

Thank you. All right, Detective.
What gang are we dealing with here?



In between territories, Chief.

Maywoods to the North,
Rolling 50s to the South.

It's kind of
a neutral area gang-wise,

so it's hard to say
who might be responsible.

Any idea
what time this all went down?

The victims left the club
around 1:00 AM.

That's when a dark blue or black sedan
drove down the street.

The manager,

who was outside having a cigarette,
said he heard the shooter yell:

"What up, T-Ball?"
before he opened fire.

We're running "T-Ball"
through our database.

Did the manager know of any
arguments from inside the club?

He said it was a mellow night.

We checked security cameras.
They don't have any.



One of the reasons
why this place is so popular.

Splendid.

Sorry you had to wait.
I'm the only guy on tonight.

I'll be out of your way in a sec.

All right, Lieutenant.
What do we have here?

That victim tried crawling away.

This one never had a chance.

That's what's left of the one who died
on the way to the hospital.

What is it, Detective?

I'm not sure, Chief.

They don't look like gangsters.

- This guy's wearing Army dog tags.
- What?

This one too.

These men are soldiers.

- Turns out the third victim is alive.
- Where?

County General.
They're trying to stabilize him now.

Lieutenant Tao, when y'all interview
with the people from the club,

we need to keep the facts
to ourselves.

Find out if anyone from inside knows
about these murders.

Let's get these bodies removed before
anyone else has a chance to see them.

Detective Gabriel,
please call Chief Pope.

Let him know I need to speak
with him as soon as possible.

Lieutenant Flynn, contact the Army.
Don't give away any details,

but tell them I need a military
representative to meet with us tonight.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you.

Guy flatlined three times
in the ambulance.

The EMT had given up
by the time we got here.

Then out of nowhere, the guy coughs,
and now they're working on him again.

- He's in here.
- Thank you.

- Is he conscious?
- Barely.

- I need to ask him some questions.
- Just don't get in our way.

What's his name?

- Dog tags are on the tray.
- 80 on 25.

Keep the BPM coming.

VP is dropping.

- Get some blood on stand-bye.
- Mr. Baylor?

VP stat 7.8.

Mr. Baylor, I'm a police officer.
I want to ask you some questions.

Ty, look at me.
Can you hear me?

He can't speak.
His lungs have collapsed.

Ty, I want to find out
who did this to you.

- I'm gonna ask you some questions...
- Spin an "h" and "h".

- He's got a bilateral hemothorax.
- We've got 400cc in the chest tube.

Squeeze my hand. Once for "yes"
and twice for "no". Can you do that?

Good. Good.
Did you see who shot at you?

- He's bradying down.
- Do you know why you were shot?

Something to do with your service?

- He's lost his pulse again.
- We have to open up now!

Did it have anything to do
with your military service?

Let's go!

- Guy didn't make it?
- No, he didn't.

Let Chief Pope
know I'm here, please.

- He's not in. He hasn't called me back.
- Could you try him again?

This case could end up
having National Security implications,

and I may need his help.

Thank you.

Okay, folks. Here they are.

Three members
of the US Army Rangers.

Sergeant Willy Ogedi.
He's from Tulsa, 22.

We have Sergeant Lance Riggs.
He's 23, from Detroit.

And here's the young man
you went to the hospital to meet,

Staff Sergeant Ty Baylor,
24, Los Angeles.

As a matter of fact, he apparently,

was raised in this area here,

about four miles
from where he was shot to death.

Now, this is the kicker, everyone.

These three boys just came home
yesterday from Afghanistan.

We've downloaded 34
of the bar patrons' phones, so far.

Got three pictures and a video
of our victims inside the club.

Now, people we spoke to said
they behaved themselves,

stayed out of trouble.

You said earlier the shooter
called out a name, "T-Ball"?

Do we know who that person is yet?

An officer I spoke to in Newton
said that he knew of a T-Ball

that ran with the 110 Crips.

110 Crips roll
in Baylor's neighborhood, Chief.

Maybe sergeant Ty Baylor's moniker
was T-Ball?

He's clean.
No gang background, no record.

Lieutenant Tao, did anyone from inside
the club actually see the bodies?

Manager says
whenever he hears gun shots,

he keeps everyone inside
until the police arrive.

This is Major Edward Dorcet.

He was contacted
by our military affairs officer.

- Major, this is Deputy Chief Johnson.
- Pleasure, ma'am.

Is there someplace
that we could talk privately?

Thank you so much for coming in,
Major Dorcet.

I'm assuming that the FBI
has been notified, as well.

We haven't determined if this is
a Federal crime. But as soon as we do...

Three members of
the United States military are dead.

- I'm aware of that.
- And so you may also be aware

that we are potentially
looking at a terrorist act here.

There are people
who need to be notified.

Major, I asked you here, in person,
because I'm going to need your help.

We need to treat these murders
exactly like a gang drive-by.

It is very important that you don't give
any information to your superiors...

Excuse me, but I have
three important objectives here.

First, I have to notify
the Department of Defense

in case this shooting
was a terrorist attack on our soldiers.

Then I must make sure
the person responsible is apprehended,

and the families of these men
need to be notified.

What is it, commander?

There's a guy here claiming
to have information on these murders.

Where is he?

He doesn't want to come
into the murder room.

Too many eyes between here
and the elevator.

Would you contact
our official FBI liaison

and alert him to my situation
with Major Dorcet?

You got it, Chief.

Chief Johnson, this is Turell,

Sergeant Ty Baylor's twin brother.

You must be T-Ball.

Turell Baylor. Also known as T-Ball.

Spent two years in juvie
for armed robbery.

As an adult, he served 90 days
on a gun possession,

was arrested twice for narcotics,
but no charges were filed, Chief.

This guy's been an active member
of the 110 Crips

- since he was 15 years old.
- None of that changes anything.

And everything
about these murders says "gangs".

Major, it's pretty clear

that whoever shot these men
was aiming at the wrong brother.

And when you have proof of that,
I'll be out of your hair.

But at this point, I have standing orders
to report these murders to the DOD.

And confirm
that this was not a terrorist attack.

Beyond that,

I must see that the responsible party,
or parties, are apprehended.

Also, the families of these men
deserve to know what happened to them.

Sir, the minute you report this,

the killer will find out
he shot the wrong man.

And when this goes public, I will lose
the only tactical advantage I have.

Look, Major,

you want to run and tell your superiors
the sky is falling, go ahead.

But it's not gonna look good for you

when Homeland Security
raises the threat level

and it turns out your guys

were just in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

Maybe you're unfamiliar

with what happened
in Little Rock last year, or Fort Hood.

But these attacks on our soldiers
are not uncommon.

Our active-duty personnel need to...
No. They deserve to be alerted

to the potential
for more acts of violence.

Major, my father was an
Air Force officer for 25 years,

and I was born on a military base.

And tonight I held Ty Baylor's hand
as he died.

Believe me, no one is more committed
to finding out who did this than I am.

Just give me 15 minutes,

let me go in there
and talk to Sergeant Baylor's brother

and see if I can't nail down
exactly what happened tonight.

Just 15 minutes, please.

Tell me how you found out
about your brother being shot, Turell.

My cellie was getting blown up,

getting texts from fools thinking
I was the one who got hit.

Thing is,

people gotta go on thinking that,
or they're gonna try again.

Or they're gonna go
after my family, instead.

That's why I want protection.

- Protection?
- Police protection. Can you do that?

They killed my brother on accident.
I was the dude who they was after.

- Are you in a gang, Turell?
- What you think, Homes?

What makes you believe you were
the intended victim tonight,

- and not your brother?
- Ty?

Everyone likes Ty.

He joined up with the Army,
bought his ticket out of here.

- But you stayed behind.
- Chose the life. You know.

That's why it's me they after.

It ain't like tonight has been
the first time, neither.

- Someone's tried to kill you before?
- A few days ago. Thursday.

Tell me.
Where did this happen?

I was on 59th.

59th and what?

You want my help, be more specific.

I was coming up on Crocker, I guess.

It was like 4:00,

and this dude rolls up
in a black Cutlass,

just unloads on me.

The manager told us the car in the club
drive-by tonight was dark blue or black.

I dropped behind some trash cans,
heard the shots popping all around.

He took off. I boned out,
hit the first alley I could find.

Show us exactly where.

Chief, it's legit.

There was a radio call
for shots fired at 59th and Crocker

for 4:15 PM on Thursday.

We're gonna send a few detectives there,
see if we can confirm your story.

You got this, Sanchez.

Grab Tao on your way out.

Bring back a bullet that matches the
bullets fired at our soldiers, please.

While we wait on that,

why don't you tell me why you think
someone's trying to kill you?

There was a store. All right?

It was nearby where I lived.
Been there forever.

Everyone knows it's off limits.

Like, you don't steal so much as a candy
bar from this place. You feel me?

A few weeks ago, it got robbed
and a couple people got killed.

- And you were a witness?
- Can't say.

- Where you say this T-Ball lived again?
- Newton.

Tell her he's talking about
the shootin' Newton murders.

She'll know what you mean.

Chief, he's talking about
the shootin' Newton murders.

- I think I know the case.
- You do?

There was a double murder at a
convenience store in your neighborhood.

The 74-year-old owner was shot to death,
along with his 8-year-old grandson.

That's the one.

Why don't you tell me what you know about
these murders, Turell?

Not until I know
you're gonna protect us.

Me and my family.

- You answer our questions first.
- My mom and my sister first!

Okay, just...

Please! My brother's already dead
'cause of me.

We're gonna send someone to pick them up.
2623 Holly. Is that correct?

That's my spot.

Detective Gabriel, would you
and Lieutenant Provenza see to it

that Mrs. Baylor and her daughter
are taken to a secure location?

Yes, ma'am.

Chief, Newton was looking at a suspect
named Reggie Moses.

Your family's gonna be safe.

Major.

Special Agent Howard,
LAPD's FBI liaison.

Thank God.
You have to help me with this woman.

Why don't you tell me what you know
about these convenience store murders,

and maybe we can find
who killed your brother?

Should I be looking at Reggie Moses?

Reggie Moses.
Yeah, he 110 Crip. Like me.

And why do you think it was him?

Were you involved somehow?

Look.

I just got to make sure I ain't gonna
get in trouble. That's all.

That's not a guarantee
I can make at this time.

Why don't you sit tight?

Agent Howard.
Nice of you to join us.

Although I'm afraid we may have
called you here for no reason.

Excuse me?
Why is that?

Major, it seems pretty clear to me that
we're dealing with a gang matter here.

And that does not fall
under the purview of the FBI.

All I heard was a story
from a frightened kid

who might be trying
to save his own skin.

And not only that, it seems pretty clear
this T-Ball is holding something back.

I say that you give him
some kind of immunity agreement

so that he tells you what he knows
without fear of the consequences!

Major, for all we know, T-Ball and
Reggie Moses robbed that store together.

Then T-Ball could be a corroborating
witness who could put Reggie away,

which would allow me
to at least partially

comply with my standing orders
to report this to...

- I need more time to prove...
- I just gave you more time.

And I just gave you a plausible
explanation for what happened.

Please, Major, I need...

- Just give me until noon...
- I can't wait that long.

Wait. Hold on. Major.

While we let the LAPD
find this Reggie Moses,

why don't you and I notify
the families of these soldiers?

Wait, Chief Johnson, please.

We will notify the families
of these soldiers

that their sons died in what
may have been a terrorist attack.

But we will stress that
this information remain secret

until the military and the FBI can
confirm the nature of the ongoing threat.

You're asking me to lie.

You either think that this was a
terrorist attack or you don't, Major...

- Which one is it?
- Listen. Speaking for the FBI,

I think we give the LAPD
until noon to find Reggie.

After that, if Chief Johnson is wrong
about who killed these soldiers,

I am sure she will help you
sound the alarm herself.

Fine. We'll notify the families
as the FBI suggests.

But if other soldiers die today
under similar circumstances,

it's on you.

Lieutenant Flynn, I desperately need
to speak with Reggie Moses.

Let's see if we can bring him in.
And get a warrant for his house.

Maybe we can find some weapons
that ties him to last night's murders.

- Thank you.
- I figure you'll want the files

for the shootin' Newton murders
transferred to Major Crimes?

Yes, commander. Thank you.
And get Chief Pope down here, please?

As soon as possible.

I need his support
for the LAPD's position on this case.

The fact that you made the short list
for Chief of police

He's a little bit off balance.
Then straighten him out, please.

I'm not about to let the killer
of three American soldiers go free

just because his nose
is out of joint.

Charlie Niles.

Owned his store for 33 years.

He'd give out candy
to any kid who came in

and showed him a good report card.

Practically considered family
in the neighrhood.

His grandson, Chris,
turned 8 a month ago.

Shooter used a 9mm.
No hits on the casings.

Crime scene photos are in here
if you want to see them.

It didn't hit the press,
but apparently,

little Chris here was chased
into a storage room,

- where he was...
- Shot in the head.

What do they know
about Reggie Moses?

They say that he's
the number-three man in the 110 Crips.

Certainly has the rap sheet
to prove it.

Hello. Major.
Notifications go okay?

The families have agreed
to keep the information

to themselves for the moment,
if that's what you mean.

I'm arranging for the FBI
to relieve Gabriel at the safe house,

where we're protecting
T-Ball's family.

We'll maintain them there
till further notice.

Thank you so much, Agent Howard.

- Any word on Chief Pope?
- He'll be here shortly.

We found the bullets on 59th Street
right where Turell said we would.

And ballistics confirm

they came from the same AK-47
used to kill our soldiers last night.

But the weapon from the
convenience store was a 9mm,

so if what Turell said is true,

then Reggie switched guns.

Newton found Reggie's prints
all over the store counter.

So it seems like he's the right guy.

Also, according to the DMV,

Reggie Moses owns
a black '97 Cutlass

like the one T-Ball says
was used by whoever shot at him.

And that also matches
the description

of the car used in the drive-by
last night.

What?

Reggie Moses is a powerful member
of the 110 Crips.

I see him doing a drive-by,

but why would he rob a store
protected by his own gang?

And shoot an 8-year-old boy
in the process?

If it doesn't feel right,
it's because there's something

Turell isn't telling you.
I've said it before.

Give him immunity

- and get his story.
- That is not an option.

He had nothing to do
with last night's drive-by.

Excuse me, Major.

Meet Reggie Moses.

You want him in there?

Yes, please.

Okay, well...

Reggie's house came up clean,
no guns, no ammunition.

But we have his cell,
and that's another matter.

He got a text last night.
Check this out.

"Yo, Club Beatz
Turells in the house."

Who sent that text?

Prepaid phone, no way of knowing.

Reggie's crew is smart.

Fyi, Newton division said that Reggie
lawyered up at the drop of a hat.

Really?

We'll see about that.

Pardon me, gentlemen.

You ever deal with her before?

- On and off.
- Piece of work.

My opinion, she needs to get laid.

I don't think
that's the problem, really.

Reggie, I take it you're familiar
with the Niles Convenience Store?

- The police found your prints there.
- So?

So, they found them
while looking into the murder

of the store's owner
and his 8-year-old grandson.

Maybe I been there before.

But that doesn't mean
I killed nobody.

Besides... I went through this already
with them other cops in Newton.

But now we're pretty sure there's
someone who can identify you

- for those murders.
- Fool, please.

I bet you all the cash
in your pocket

there ain't no such witness.

Really?

Did something happen
to that witness?

What do you know?

Listen, Lady. I'm gonna tell you
like I told them other cops

who was coming at me.

- I want a lawyer.
- Damn it.

I'm assistant Chief Will Pope.

Commander Taylor brought me up to speed.
How can I help you?

Lieutenant Flynn,
why don't you put Reggie here

in my conference room
while he waits for his attorney?

And, turn on the news for him.

Let's keep him abreast
of current events.

Thank you.

Come in.

What's going on?

We need Turell
to tell us what he knows.

Offering him an immunity agreement
is the wrong play to make at this time.

- I have just set up Reggie to confess.
- How?

He asked for his lawyer.

If you allow me to keep him
watching the news, he'll revoke.

I just need four more hours.

You're actually asking for more time?
I don't believe this.

Turell's involvement
in this case is way too murky

right now to offer him a pass.

If he tells me
that he was Reggie's accomplice,

he is as responsible
for the death of that little boy

as if he pulled the trigger himself.

We cannot offer him immunity.

Actually...

- You're considering this?
- I don't care if Turell,

or T-Ball, or whatever his name is
was a witness to what happened

in this convenience store
or an accomplice.

All I care about is Reggie Moses
arrested for the murders of my soldiers!

And if the immunity agreement
can do that, that's it.

I'll get Reggie to confess. Just give me
four... make it three more hours.

- Just three more hours.
- You're out of time!

So make the immunity deal,
or I make my call.

Let me know what you're gonna do.

Brenda, look,
whatever else happens here,

the guy who shot and killed
three soldiers

cannot leave our custody again.

- This is not what I asked you to do.
- Yes, it is.

Have the D.A. draw up
an immunity agreement,

get Turell to sign it
and tell you what he knows.

If you want to have any chance
of being the next Chief of Police,

you cannot start a war
with the Army.

Get this over with.

For your own sake.

Turell Baylor's
"get out of jail free" card.

If it comes to that.

You got Turell to give up
his right to counsel?

I thought it might expedite things.

Without a witness of some kind,

you don't have a case
against Reggie Moses.

What if Turell tells us

that he and Reggie
robbed that store together?

And they're both responsible?

Then Turell walks free.

I agree.
It sucks.

But let's do it anyway, okay?

I take it you read
the immunity agreement, Turell.

You bet.

You understand it's good only
as long as what you tell me is true?

And you can't use nothing I say
against me. Right?

That's right.

So, you initial here, here,

you sign down at the bottom.
We agree to provide you and your family

protection, so long as you are deemed
a cooperative witness

when charges are filed
against Reginald Moses.

Sweet deal.

You stated earlier that Reggie Moses

made two attempts on your life
to silence you.

'Cause I know he the dude
who killed those two at the store.

- Here we go.
- Tell me how you know that, Turell.

I was going there for a soda.

Reggie comes busting out
the door, crazy-eyed.

I see he's got the 9,
I'm like, "what's up?"

Thinking that he robbed the place.

He just took off.

Then I go inside and see old dude
behind the counter

with a hole in his chest.
I freak.

I'm looking around,

find the little kid
in the back room...

Reggie, man.

He shot him in the head.

So I gave the cops Reggie's name.

Those fools just brought him
in for a few questions,

put him back on the street.
When he knows

I'm the one who dropped the dime
on his ass, what you think he'll do?

Is that all?

What you mean,"is that all"?
That's what happened.

You said
you didn't want to get in trouble.

But according to that statement,
you haven't done anything wrong.

So why do you need immunity?

You mentioned that boy in the store.

You've seen him there before?

Then how'd you know
to go look for him, Turell?

That boy was found in the store,

in an area...

you couldn't see from anywhere else.

You just said you found the owner
dead behind that counter.

But instead of "boning"
out of there,

you decided to, what...

wander around?

There was blood, you know?

Like a trail on the floor.

I just followed it
until I found the kid.

Look.

There was no blood trail.

That boy was chased into the storage
room before he was shot!

Look.

I don't know what to tell you.
That's how it went.

Listen to me, Turell.
Listen.

I told you that immunity agreement
goes away if you lie,

that is exactly what you've done!

There was no blood on that floor!

Reggie's defense lawyer will have
that statement thrown out of court,

- and Reggie will walk.
- And not only will he walk

for the convenience store murders,
but

for killing your brother, as well.

I'm gonna give you
one more chance, T-Ball.

And if you don't tell me the truth
this time and I mean right now,

I'll send you home,
release your family,

and let Reggie back out
on the street.

How do you think that will turn out?

I can say anything I want about
what happened in that store?

As long as it's the truth,
yes, you can.

It can't be used against me
in court?

Fine, then. I did it.

You did what?

Oh, my God.

Reggie didn't shoot nobody
in that store.

I did.
I killed those people.

Turell Baylor's a double murderer?

No one saw this coming.

I go to the store now and then.
Take some beers, you know.

Thinking the old man owed up
for how good my boys be treating him.

Dude never made no fuss.

Except this one day.

He steps to me.

Telling me I'm taking advantage.

I kept saying,

"just give me the damn beer."

But he won't back off.

He's yelling at me,
getting in my face...

Talking about how he gonna
rat me to my boys.

I ain't standing for that.
Some broke-down fool

is gonna make me look bad?

So I pulled out my 9,
and I shot him.

Happy, Major?
That clear everything up for you?

- And the boy?
- I didn't know he was there.

Then I see him crying in the doorway.
He's looking at me.

Like he's gonna remember who I am.

When he started running...

I just...

went after him.

And after you shot the kid?

Ran into Reggie on my way out.

I knew I was in trouble
with him, 'cause

I shouldn't have been messing
around there.

So you called the police
and blamed it on him.

That's right.
To save my ass.

Ain't like I had a choice.

We have two separate perpetrators.

Reggie's triple murder
outside the club last night

and Turell's double murder
at the convenience store two weeks ago.

And due to recent events,
that double murder case is now dead.

Turell said that Reggie
saw him walk out of the store.

That makes Reggie your witness
against Turell.

But Reggie would also want a deal
to testify against Turell.

And no prosecutor,
including me, would ever

offer him anything less than the death
penalty for shooting three soldiers.

So, unless we find new evidence
or a new witness,

- Turell walks.
- At least you got your confirmation.

Right, Major?

So this is not the outcome
you wanted,

but now we know for sure why
Reggie pulled the trigger last night.

- You can make your arrest,
- No, we can't.

We have no physical evidence
tying Reggie to last night's murders.

- His motive is legally established.
- Motive isn't evidence, Major.

You're saying
this bastard walks, too?

- That's what we say.
- Unless he confesses.

And considering we can't talk to him
since he lawyered up...

I will get him to revoke,

if I can go back
to the plan I was carrying out

before this immunity deal
was forced on me.

You see a way to arrest Reggie
for killing those servicemen?

Yes, Major, I do, because Reggie was
never aiming at those servicemen.

Write down everything that happened
at the convenience store.

Is Southern California's housing market
finally on the rebound?

Prices for the first month...

Don't I get a phone call?
Keep me sitting here all this time.

And where's my damn lawyer?

I promise you'll get
your phone call,

and when your lawyer arrives,
we'll be sure to let him know

- that we've arrested you for murder.
- Arrested me for what murder?

Witness came forward
willing to testify

that he saw you running
from Niles store.

Man, I told you before. Even bet you
the cash in your pocket.

There ain't no witness.

I can understand
why you'd think that's the case,

- especially after the stunt you pulled.
- What stunt?

Those guys you shot at
outside the club last night.

Guess what, Reggie.
You missed.

I believe you know
Turell Baylor here.

- Son of a bitch.
- He certainly knows you.

There's the reaction we want.

Considering you tried
to kill him twice.

That's why he's agreed to make
an official statement against you.

And the two guys who were with Turell
when you took a shot at him,

they're giving
their statements upstairs.

Turns out you're a hell
of a bad shot, Reg.

You were watching the news.
Did you see any stories

about people getting gunned down
in front of a nightclub last night?

37 shots,
and you didn't hit any of them.

Which is lucky, actually, or you'd be
on your way to an indictment

for five murders
instead of just two.

Either way, what T-Ball
is writing down in there

is gonna put you away
for the rest of your life.

But the thing is, Reggie,

I think he's lying.

I think he's setting you up
to take the fall for what he did.

But I can't prove it
because you won't talk to me.

I didn't kill nobody!

Revoke your right to counsel
if you want to give me your side.

I'll talk.

I'll tell you what happened.

It was that fool right there that was
running out when I rolled up!

Newton Division's got your prints.

Because I leaned over the counter
to see the old man.

- Then I booked.
- And the boy?

I didn't know he was there
till I saw it on the news.

I ain't got it in me
to kill no little kid.

And besides,
that store is protected.

Things like that come back on you,

on the streets...

- Or in prison.
- That's why you want to shut Turell up?

Firing a gun inside city limits
is illegal.

And you did damage to several cars.

But since you just gave me testimony
against Turell,

I won't charge you for any of that,

as long as you tell me where you dumped
the gun you used last night.

As long as people know
it wasn't me who did that store.

The gun's buried underneath
my neighbor's porch.

The yellow one...
Next door.

Got him.

You did what you thought
was necessary.

It can't be easy...

you being in the same gang and all.

And I bet you've known T-Ball
a long time.

Since he was a little kid.

You know his brother, too.

I know Ty.

He joined up the Army, I think.
Fightin' in Afghanistan.

I ain't seen him in a while.

Actually, Reggie, you have.

What do you mean?

Ty got back just yesterday.

- And you saw him, Reggie.
- Where?

In the parking lot
of the club last night.

You mistook Ty for Turell.

You shot him to death along
with two of his Army buddies.

You said I didn't kill nobody.

- I lied.
- Bitch, I'll...

What happened?

I don't know.
She must have killed the feed.

You killed three US Army Rangers last
night, trying to get back at Turell.

So you end up
with the death penalty,

and T-Ball here, he gets to go home,
right back out on the street,

even after what he did
to those people in that store.

All right, Lieutenant Flynn.

It's time to give Reggie
his phone call now.

In fact, make it two.

However many you need.

It's the LAPD's
unlimited calling plan, Reggie.

Make good use of it.

What do you want to do with Turell?

I want to abide by the immunity
agreement we made with him, Detective.

Don't you?

Listen.

About Turell.

We'll stay on him.
One way or another...

Don't worry about Turell.

- You have a plan to deal with him?
- I do.

Good.

It may seem to you

like my decision
to give this creep immunity

was somehow related to
this whole "Chief" business...

- Not at all.
- Let me just get this...

Out of the way.

I would hate for what's gone on
between us the past few weeks,

you know, my behavior
to completely cancel out...

everything we've been
through together.

Let me just say...

I'm sorry.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Yes, you will.

I want to thank you
for coming forward, Turell.

Because of you, the man who murdered
your brother is facing death penalty.

That's good.
It's the least I could do, right?

Well, not really.

There's still the business about
the old man and the boy you murdered.

- You said we were done with that.
- You still have immunity,

and that's a fact.

But if you would consider
revoking that agreement,

I might be able to help you.

I ain't never giving up
my immunity, Lady.

- You gave it to me, I'm keeping it.
- I figured as much.

So you know, Turell, your family's
gonna remain under FBI protection

until tomorrow
when I bring them home.

You mean they're not at my house?

Who's gonna stay here with me, then?

No one, I guess.

What's up, T-Ball?

- See you, Turell.
- Wait. Where you going?

Home. Why?

What's up with my protection?
You're supposed to protect me.

According to the agreement you signed,
we are obligated to protect you

as long as you remain a credible
witness

against Reggie in the convenience store
murders. That's no longer the case.

Come on.
You can't just leave me here.

Yes, I can.

Please.

Don't worry, Turell.

I have a feeling I'll be looking
into your eyes again very...

very soon.

Chief, you sure
we shouldn't stick around?

I'm positive. Let's go.

How'd his boys even know he was home?
The story hasn't even hit the news yet.

Reggie Moses was entitled
to a phone call.

Maybe he spread the word.

David, I want to leave.

Please.