The Good Guys (2010): Season 1, Episode 6 - Small Rooms - full transcript

We're sittin' ducks here!

Did I ever tell you
about the time that Frank and me

got pinned down
on the 50-yard line

of a high-school
football field?

No, but remind me of it
next time we're attacked

by the medina high wildcats,
okay?

I'm just saying this is stupid!

I think we got to
make a run for it!

No, no! Dan!

All right, there is not cover
for at least 30 yards,

and he's got a clear shot
every inch of it!



Now, until he runs out of ammo

or... or changes his angles,
we are staying right here!

This is why I hate small rooms!

Do you ever feel like
you're gonna live forever?

Today feels like an eternity,
if that's what you mean.

It's this room.

This room.

I've seen it change so much
since '88.

Don't want to hear it.

Used to be nothing

but a couple of mattresses
and a lava lamp.

Don't want to hear...

wait. What?
This was the nap room.

You get stuck on a case,
you come in here,



you spend a little quality time

with an undercover vice cop.

Focus the mind.

Yeah, well, why don't you
focus the mind

on organizing this evidence

so we can get Ruiz
off our back?

Nobody's touched this stuff
in years.

Makes you sick!

This is the place where
good evidence comes to die.

You know, half this stuff

is lang and Hodges
just giving up,

saying, "uncle,"
when they got stuck.

It's lazy, second-rate
detective work.

Oh, but the nap room
was a good use of time.

Evidence is like...

A bowl of soup.

You know, it goes cold, you just
... you got to heat it up again.

Scrape that film
that grows on the top of it

and just dig in.

No evidence ever cracked a case
from inside a plastic baggy.

Look, you take these
knuckle dusters.

A good cop would have them
back out on the street

where they can do some good.

Hey, guys.
How's the filing going?

Going good, Hodges.

We're reading about
some of your past failures.

It's nice work.

Alphabetize these
real nice for me.

Oh. I'd love to.
Thank you.

Oh, and when you're done,
some lady's here to see Jack.

Says she's Liz Traynor's mom.

She hot, too?

Jack! Ohh!

It is lovely to see you!

How come you don't come by
for supper anymore?

Well, uh...
I know, I know.

It's because you and Elizabeth
had your little tiff,

and it's none of my business.

Now, listen...

I have a little law-enforcement-related
issue. Mm-hmm.

You remember my car,
the cutlass?

Mm-hmm.

It was stolen yesterday.

Right out in front of my house.

Stolen?

Well, it was there,
and then it wasn't there.

Uh, well,
I-it's just a bit unusual

for a thief to target
a car of that...

Vintage.

Unusual?

It's terrifying.

'Cause lakewood is a good
and safe neighborhood.

"Safe neighborhood."
Hear that?

It's just a matter of time

before you discover
there's some creep

with a basement full
of homeless guys in cages.

Uh, I think
what my partner means

is, normally, for a car theft,

there's not much physical
evidence left at the scene.

So, if you've already given a
statement, then... statement?

You got a citizen here
who could be in serious danger.

This is a code 58.

I-is that serious?

It can be.
We don't know, ma'am.

Best thing is...

is for us to get right over
there and take a look-see.

See, for me,
there's nothing more important

than making sure that you...

And the people you love...

Are safe.

Oh, my.

Did you put
the brass knuckles back?

Yes.
Relax, sweetie boy.

Let's focus
on the grand theft auto.

They're in your pocket,
aren't they?

You want to frisk me?

Knock yourself out.

We got time for a quick cavity
search if you're gentle.

Look, what the hell was that
back there?

I mean, homeless guys in cages?

It's your ex-girlfriend's
mother!

Uh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What does that have to do with anything?

Look, she's practically
offering her daughter up

on a silver platter.

If we crack this case, you'll
be making sweet love to her

in the back of that car
jamming to some foghat.

Women love a hero.

Says the guy who lives alone

in a trailer
next to an amusement park.

Two more things women love.

Relax.
We're back on a case.

It's a car theft, all right?

The only thing we're gonna find
is an empty parking space.

Yeah, I don't know about that.
I got a feeling about this.

There's bad guys out there...

Just waitin' to be caught.

Lovely.

Come on, man!
I'm waitin'!

Let's go! Let's go!

Whoo!
Brother, you ready?

Because today, we gonna
make some money!

What's your problem?

My problem is that we're selling
guns to the guatemalans.

This again?

I told you

they are
the biggest buyers around.

We can't afford
to pass this up.

The guatemalans killed
our brother, Keith!

Not these guatemalans.

It's a guerilla army, man.

They're always
changing things up.

You know, one minute,
it's this dude.

Then the next minute,
it's that dude.

They killed Russell!

That's just racist!
Oh, that's not racist.

It's racist.
No, it's not.

Listen, Russell was a
businessman, first and foremost.

You know what Russell would say
if he was here?

He'd say, "hey, brother,
why don't you go down

and sell some assault rifles
to the guys who killed me?"

Get in the car.

Welcome, gentlemen.
Welcome, welcome.

Let's not waste any time.

Let me present to you the new
cr-12 assault carbine.

It is very important
that these do not jam.

We had problems in the past.

No problem with this model.

Perfect choice to resolve...

Any small conflict.

You know how long it takes to
kill a man with a gun that jams?

Unh! Unh!

Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!

Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!

Unh!

Four minutes.

Just ask the last man
who sold me bad guns.

Bottom line...

you will not find this product
for a better price.

How you get the guns
to my country?

My brother here.
He takes care of that.

See, we have ourselves
a little front business.

Exporting high-end
kitchen fixtures.

They got the same X-ray profile
as the guns.

Customs can't even tell
the difference.

And after you get done with
your little revolución...

You can even have yourself
a kitchen remodel.

We got a deal?

My nephew will be in touch.

Vamanos.

I parked the car right here.

I always park the car
right here.

I think it was
those crack people

I've been hearing about
on the news.

You gonna write that down?

"Crack...People."
Mm-hmm.

Got it.

Mom, what are you doing here?

I'm the assistant d.A.
You're making me look bad.

You cannot just
commandeer detectives

for your own purposes, mother.

Jack has got more important
things to do than come out...

he dropped everything
'cause he wants to help us.

Because he's a gentleman.

Hey, Jacko!

You got one of those
fingerprint kits?

Do those things even work on...

Leaves and branches and stuff?

I don't think so.

Uh, you said you have
a picture of the car?

Yes, I do.
Uh, right here.

Somewhere.

I am so sorry
you got roped into this.

I really don't think there's
that much to worry about.

She said she left the keys
in the ignition maybe,

so it's probably just kids
taking it out for a joyride.

Did you hear that, mother?
Teenagers.

I told you there were
no crack fiends in lakewood.

Teenagers?
Yeah.

Are you sure?
Do you have...

w-what do you call it again?
A-a solid lead?

Not exactly,
but it's an educated guess.

The point is there's really
nothing to worry about.

Your neighborhood's
completely safe.

Jack! Check this out.

Bet you didn't use this puppy
to trim your shrubs.

What is that?
That...

Would be a solid lead.

Make sure you put
the brass knuckles

back where you found them!

Yeah, yeah, don't get your
tighty whities in a twist.

Did you hear that, mother?
Teenagers.

I told you there weren't
crack fiends in lakewood.

Teenagers?
Yeah.

Are you sure?
Do you have...

w-what do you call it again?
A-a solid lead?

Well, not exactly,
but it's an educated guess.

The point is there's really
nothing to worry about.

Your neighborhood's
completely safe.

Jack!

Check this out.

well, this is obviously more

than just joyriding teenagers.

I mean, look at this thing.

Maybe we should squeeze off
a few rounds,

get inside the head
of our perp.

I got an idea.

Why don't we go down
to the station,

log it as evidence,
and try pulling some prints?

I mean, that's what
detectives would do.

That'd be a waste of time.

There are no prints on that.
I looked.

Yeah, well, technology's come
a long way since I looked.

What are a bunch of lab techs
gonna tell us?

This is a waste of time.

It's called
thermal fingerprinting.

Regular fingerprinting detects

oil from the skin that's
been left behind, right?

Well, that can be wiped away,
you know?

But if you heat metal,
and you...

You're not listening to me,
are you?

Out on the street, I could've
busted the guy by now.

Okay, look,
this could work, okay?

Just trust me for once,
all right?

It's what partners do.

So?

I wasn't able to pull
any standard prints.

See? I told you.
I'll go get the car.

But the thermal technique
worked like a charm.

You know,
I was worried that, uh,

I may have contaminated that

when I... when I picked it up.
It's not your print.

I ran it through the database.
Here's your car thief.

Well, well, well.

Looks like we got
a punk to bust.

You ought to be putting a bullet
in that son of a bitch...

Not cutting him a deal.

And when was the last time
you put a bullet in anybody?

Careful!
What?

You know how expensive it is

to put in a nice counter
like that,

one that really shows off
the hardware.

My God, you are killing me
with this kitchen stuff.

It's a front, man.

This is the hardware, baby!

Yeah, yeah, now, but wait.
Listen to me.

I mean, you know what the markup
on a brass showerhead is.

It's ridiculous.

We can get out of guns, man.

Start selling kitchen fixtures
full-time.

And we can still make bank!

Now, you know, when Russell
was in charge...

enough about Russell!

It's time you let Russell
rest in peace, man.

Good afternoon.

We have a few questions
for Russell Williams.

So...

What can we do
for you gentlemen?

We'd like to speak with
your brother Russell.

Is he here?

Uh, no. He's dead.

Look, nice try.

We found his fingerprints
at a crime scene this morning.

I don't understand.

We have reason to believe

that your brother
is alive and well

and has stolen the world's
ugliest sedan.

This must be a joke.

These guys are trying to play us
or something.

Well, if you're so sure
Russell's dead,

you won't mind if I take
a look around, right?

Just to make sure.

Look, officer.

Now, we haven't seen Russell
for four years.

And we don't know nothing
about no stolen...

look, I've been busting punks
long enough

to know when someone's lyin'!

What you hidin', punk?!

No punks here, baby.
We're just businessmen.

Yeah?
Yeah.

What business is that?

We sell fixtures, okay?
Kitchen fixtures.

Are you expecting company?

I'll bet that's Russell.

Thing's got great horsepower,
but the frame can't take a curb!

If we push him
onto the sidewalk...

no! Do not push him
up on the sidewalk!

This is detective Bailey.
We are in pursuit of a...

Whoa!

Did you unplug the radio?!

Ruiz thinks we're still
in the evidence locker.

If we call for backup,

we're gonna have to
explain everything,

fill out a whole bunch
of paperwork.

I mean, we're...
we're fine solo.

We are not fine solo!
Watch out!

Ugh!

I guess I should've parked
a little closer.

Ugh!

Not very much of a family
resemblance there.

Yeah, Dan,
I think it's safe to say

that this is not Russell.

What's your name?

¿Qué pasa
your nombre, hombre?

Who you callin'?

Guatemalans.

Stupid cops just busted
the broker's nephew.

Come on. Pick up.

Forget the deal, Keith!

Russell is alive.

Oh, really? So, what?

Now you're gonna start believing
everything the cops say?

Come on, man.

Why would they lie about this?

I don't know.

But I know I'm not about to
let a couple cops

blow the biggest deal
of my life.

Hey, man, this could be big
for us.

I mean, things go smooth,

maybe we can put a little more
into your kitchen thing.

All you care about
is money? Fine.

I'm gonna go find our brother.

Get our guys on the streets.
Find me that car.

Get in somebody's face
if you have to.

If you don't start talking,
we're gonna charge you

with resisting arrest,
with reckless endangerment.

Illegal immigration!
Murder! Securities fraud!

Dan, I got this.

Listen, just tell us what you
know about Russell Williams.

Stark, Bailey, how's organizing

the evidence locker
coming along?

It's going great.
We're almost done. That's great.

And this gentleman...
you find him in there, too?

Sitting in an evidence bag
perhaps?

You're never gonna guess
what happened to us

on our union mandated
lunch break.

All right, just save it,
Jack, okay,

'cause I already talked
to booking, and I know

all about your little
extracurricular investigation.

So, how about
you brief me on the case

and stop treating me
like I'm stupid?

Sorry, lieutenant.

We don't have much.
The kid's guatemalan.

He's got no papers.
He's not talking.

But he's up to something

'cause he fled the second
he saw us.

I'm guessing he's involved in
some sort of criminal operation.

Wait. I thought this had to
do with a missing car.

I don't see how this... we're just
kicking around some theories.

It's probably nothing.

It sounds thin.

However, the organized crime
task force

would love to hear about this,

so how about you turn this case
over to them in the morning

with a fully written report?

And then go back to
organizing the evidence locker.

Hungry?

Oh!

Hi!

Uh, I heard you were burning
the midnight oil.

Thought you could use
some sustenance.

Well, what do you got there?

My mom's cornbread casserole.

It really goes well with
unpaid overtime, I hear.

Geez! I used to love this.

Yeah, she remembered.
She made you some dessert, too.

Apparently she's had
some trouble getting over you.

Well, I guess some people
find it harder than others.

So, uh, where's
your drunker half?

He's not really known
for his typing skills,

so I'm handling the report.

But, hey, this just means,
uh, more food for us.

This is all yours, 'cause, um,

Kyle's gonna pick me up
for dinner later, so...

Yeah, right, okay, of course.

Uh, hey, listen, I heard
that you got into some hot water

with Ruiz over helping my mom.

And I wanted to say thank you
for doing that.

There's not a whole lot of guys
that would do that

for their ex,
much less their ex's mom.

It's my pleasure, really.

And, hey, I get a chance

to work with the organized crime
task force, so...

And that is a huge step.
If you impress them, you could do...

well, yeah, it's just one gun.

I haven't exactly prevented
an international incident.

I sent my nephew, Jose Luis,
to visit you.

He's chased by two cops.
Now he's arrested.

You saying I set you up?

You saying I'm talking
to the police?

Get your gun out of my face!

I'll get my gun
out of your face

when you stop talking trash
about my business!

I got a reputation
to protect, man.

And I don't ever talk to cops.

Oh, yes?
Yeah.

Prove it.

Kill those two cops.

Then we make our deal.

Two cops, man?
You crazy?

I'm a salesman, man.

Without
good customer service...

We take our business elsewhere.

Fine.

Cops will be dead by tomorrow.

Hey, Carla. Uh, can you open
the briefing room?

I got a meeting with the organized
crime task force at 9:00.

That meeting's been canceled.
By whom?

Detective stark.

I did us a favor, Jack.

Wh... by canceling
the meeting?

Trust me. You don't want to get
involved in any task force.

They should rename
those damn things.

They do no tasks. They sure
as hell never use any force.

Just sit around
in more small rooms.

Look, Dan,

I want to crack this case
as much as you, all right?

But our hands are tied now.
Ruiz handed it off.

Let the task force guys
have the guatemalan kid.

We need to focus on
Russell Williams' gun.

Right, right, right, okay.

Well, uh, maybe if we find
the missing car...

Forget the car.
The car will show up.

We don't need to worry about
the car. I got us a new lead.

New lead?
What are you talking about?

Russell Williams'
ex-girlfriend.

Get your files.
Let's hit the streets. Come on.

But what if Ruiz finds out?

She'll either applaud
our initiative or suspend us.

Either way,
we get some fresh air.

Come on.
This baby is ours to crack.

You're the one who said
"trust your partner."

Okay.
But I'm doing the talking.

Russell is dead.

I left that world behind
a long time ago.

Boy, these are amazing.
Hey, darling,

could you get me some more ranch
dressing when you got a sec?

What? You do the talking.

I'm doing the fried pickles.

Russell and his
brothers were dealing guns.

When Russell disappeared,
I got out.

Did Russell and his brothers
ever deal in stolen cars,

uh, early-model sedans
maybe?

Forget the car, would you?

All I ever saw were guns.

They kept them at a storage
facility over in oak cliff.

Do you remember where exactly?

I might have it written down
at my place.

You know, I do have
some of his old stuff.

Personal things.
Would that help you?

Wouldn't hurt to check it out.

But, you know,
this doesn't make any sense.

If Russell were still alive,

he wouldn't be stealing
some ugly car.

It smells like
old lady in here.

This is bad.
We're so gonna get busted.

Did a final sweep
of her bedroom.

Dan.

Found pictures of Russell
handling guns,

address of the storage yard.

Dan, I know what's going on.

Well, we're making progress
is what's going on.

I'm telling you... you find
Russell and the stash,

you can just
crank up the foghat

and take a run
at your lady lawyer friend.

Dan, Russell Williams is dead.

All right, the guy was arrested
every month for years.

And then nothing,
starting in June of 2006.

Which got me thinking.

How could a perfect set
of his fingerprints

turn up four years later?

Well, stranger things
have happened.

Did I ever tell you about
the time that me and Frank

found a .45 pistol
in the small intestine...

I found this under your seat.

It's not what it looks like.

Oh, really?

Because it looks like

you stole a semiautomatic weapon
from the evidence room

and planted it in the bushes

of the mother
of my ex-girlfriend!

I guess it is kind of wh...
what it looks like.

Why would you do that?!

'Cause I am a cop!

I saw a case gathering dust
for four years

in that damn closet,

and I knew
that we could crack it!

Do you know what is not
a-a convincing argument

for committing a felony?

"Because I'm a cop."

You should've read that report

that lang and Hodges wrote.

They found the gun
under some scrap metal.

They couldn't pull a print.
So they gave up.

I mean, it makes you sick!

I took the gun out of
the plastic bag. Guilty!

And four years after those bozos
dropped the ball,

I managed, with you,
to heat this sucker up.

W-w-what on earth
am I gonna tell Liz, huh?!

Well, the way I look at it,
you got a choice.

You can tell her
you cracked the case,

found her mom's car,

busted up a gun ring
in the process...

Or you can tell her
you gave up,

let her rich boyfriend
buy her mom a new car,

become the new hero,
and the new sweetie boy.

Boy, bringing out the big guns
on that one, aren't you?

Big guns is all I carry.

Aah! Oh, my God!

Where's Russell?

Start talking.
Where'd you get this car?

We don't know what you're
talking about, I swear!

We just needed a ride, so we took
this out of someone's driveway!

I promise we'll never steal
anything ever again!

Get the hell out of here.

Now!

I told you this was a bad idea!

Osvaldo.

We're still waiting
to complete our business.

Have you killed the police yet?

I've been following them around
all day trying to do it.

Point your gun and pull
the trigger. Simple.

Yeah, well, it's not so simple

when they're at the police
station, all right?

Now, I don't know how
they do things in Guatemala,

but in the United States
of America,

you got to be careful
where you kill cops!

Well, hurry up. I want my guns.
I'm not a patient man.

I'm on it.

And, look, I'll call you
when it's done.

And... and why, pray tell,

were gunrunners
in my mother's yard?

Gunrunners weren't ever
at your mom's house, per se.

That part we'll just
chalk up to human error.

Ha. That means Dan.

Well, all that matters is
is that we are on the verge

of a huge bust.

Now, all the proof is locked
away in storage containers.

We need you to get us a warrant
to start pulling rental records.

And I'm assuming
that Ruiz isn't on board,

or we wouldn't be hiding
in this locker room.

We were planning on bringing her
into the process

once we had developed
the case a little further.

We got a gun ring here.

Not to mention
a possible homicide.

Okay, Jack, I'm sorry.
That's fine.

Just promise me, please,

you will do this
quickly and cleanly

and without the result
of my mother calling me

hysterically on the phone.

Liz, the one thing
I can say for sure

is that this has nothing to do
with her car, okay?

Your mother is completely safe.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Who are you?
What do you want?

I'm asking the questions now.

Stop ridin' my ass, all right?

I rearranged a little evidence.

If I told you where I found it,

you never would've
helped me, so...

You're welcome.

Oh, wait, wait,
so I should be thanking you?

What I'm saying is maybe
you should trust me.

Trust you?

Dan, you have been lying
to me this whole time.

Yeah, but that's exactly
why you can trust me,

'cause you know
I'm gonna lie to you.

That's what makes us
good partners.

Oh, okay.
Well, partners.

Maybe we should be clear
about the meaning of "partners."

Partners, Dan,
keep each other in the loop.

Okay, this is the one.

Now, according
to the rental agreement,

Keith Williams has been
renting this for years.

Well, it doesn't look like
he's been here in a while.

How am I supposed to
keep you in the loop?

Half the time, I don't
even know what I'm gonna do.

That's exactly what
I'm talking about, Dan.

I mean,
it's stupid and dangerous.

And so if my loop
is stupid and dangerous,

you want me to run it by you?

Yes.
That's exactly what I want.

No matter what you do,
just keep me in the loop.

Okay, I'm gonna open this door
right now.

Is that okay with you?

Whoa.

And for the record, you didn't
plant any of these, did you?

That's very funny.

All of this dust.

Why would the Williams brothers

load up a storage container
full of weapons

and then just leave it?

I got a pretty good idea.

You know when you order
Chinese food...

And you put it in the fridge...

And after a couple of months,
it gets scary?

After a while, you don't want
to open the fridge anymore.

Whenever me and Frank found a
sealed-up box at a crime scene,

we'd call it murder leftovers.

Ohh!

Oh, man!

Ugh!

That's funky.

What do you bet that

that is the body of the
mysterious Russell Williams?

It seems likely.

See this ring?

Williams brothers were each
wearing one exactly like it.

See, that's... that...
that's what I'm talking about

when I say you should trust me.

I am not gonna steer you wrong.

Who the hell is that?

I think we got to
make a run for it!

No, no! Dan!

All right, there is not cover
for at least 30 yards,

and he's got a clear shot
every inch of it!

Now, until he runs out of ammo

or... or changes his angles,
we are staying right here!

This is why I hate small rooms!

Aah!

Damn it!

"E." Where are you?

I have just been trying
to find Russell!

Found that car.
Found the lady that owns it.

See, she says the cops found
Russell's gun in her bushes?

Why would Russell
steal some lady's car

and drop his gun
in her rose bushes?

He's dead, man.
Come on. You know that's true.

Stay where you are.
I'm on my way.

What should I do
with this lady?

Well, you're gonna
have to kill her, man.

None of this
makes any sense, man!

Russell didn't even like
American cars.

And this lady has a collection
of ceramic clowns.

Russell hated clowns.

Now, take it easy.

Just take a deep breath.
It's gonna be fine.

What about those two cops?

Don't worry about the cops.

I took care of them.

Now, until he runs out of ammo

or... or changes his angles,
we are staying right here!

This is why I hate small rooms!

What are you doing?

Get in!
Aah!

Geez! Aah!

So, instead of turning this case
over to task force,

which you were
explicitly ordered to do,

you got a warrant
for a storage unit,

found a body, then came under
fire from an unknown assailant?

And then everything exploded.

Naturally, yeah.

I'm sorry.
Did you need to get that?

Go ahead,
'cause this isn't important.

No, no, no, no.
I'll just turn it off.

Look, you told us
to work on old files. We did.

Just solving them
instead of sorting them.

I got to tell you something,
woman.

Your hair looks beautiful.

Go back to the station

and write a report that makes
some kind of sense of this.

Task force will be raiding
Keith Williams' place.

Don't you think
we should be raiding...

one more word, detective,

and my weapon will accidentally
discharge into your crotch.

You okay?

It's Liz.

She's thanking us for bringing
back her mother's car.

Well, that's nice.

Wait. What?

I don't know how you did it,

but thank you for bringing
my mom's car back.

She is gonna love you even mo...

Did we return her car?

We better get over there.

Those cops are dead, amigo.
Muy bien.

So, why don't you say
we stop wasting time

and close this deal?

Very good.
Meet at the same location?

No. No, no, no, no.

I've got to move on this.
Now you're coming to me. Right now.

And I got just the place.

The stolen vehicle has returned.

Wow. This thing is even uglier
than the picture.

The keys are still
in the ignition.

I don't understand why someone would
just bring it back like this.

Well, trust your instincts.

You thought it was just a bunch
of joyriding teens, right?

They took it out,
did their business,

and then brought it back.

Why don't you sniff
on those seats,

see if there's
some fluids there?

That's not gonna happen.

Well, we'll sort it out later.

We closed the case.
Let's go bask in our glory.

So?

What?

What are we gonna do with them?

We'll worry about that
after the deal.

There are the guatemalans now.

Uh, you're gonna stay cool,
right?

Cool. As a fan.

Who's ready..
To do business?!

Jack!

Whoa!

Hey!

What the hell is going on?!

Remember that thing I said
about "case closed"?

It's open. Wide open.

What is going on, man?

The cops are here.
Yeah, I know.

You said they were dead!
I thought they were!

They're shooting out
my windows!

Mom, we got bigger things
to worry about right now, okay?

That's Eric and Keith Williams.

Yes. Yes, it is.

In Liz's mother's house!

That is correct, sir.

Police! Drop your weapon!

Do you think they can hear me?

I do.

What did I tell you?

I told you that this
neighborhood was going to hell.

I could've been in Florida!

I could've been in Boca Raton
right now!

Killing cops... that's something
you don't have to do

in the kitchen-fixture
business.

You through?

They're not gonna last
for long in there.

Yeah, and they've got
a machine gun,

so we can't just run in there.

Yeah, I'm not drunk enough
to do that.

We got to talk them down.

Eric, Keith!

This is detective Jack Bailey

of the Dallas
police department!

And his friend!

And we found
your brother's body!

All right, you killed him!

You know you killed him!
We know you killed him!

Killing more people is only
gonna make this situation worse!

Stop the killin'!

What did you say?!
Stop the killin'!

We found your brother's body!

Now let the hostages out and
maybe we can cut you a deal!

You're lying!

I'm not lying!

We found your brother's body

in the gun crate
where you left him!

We found his ring!

What are they talking about?

Oh, my goodness!

Look at this pretty girl here.
So sexy.

Hey, man, watch out!

That thing is loaded,
so quit playing with it.

I ain't "playing" with that.

Yeah, you are, man.
No, I'm not.

Hey, man, we got a deal to make
with these guatemalans.

I know. I'm just
inspecting the merchandise.

It's a gun.
Not your prom date.

Now put it away.

Fine.

Stop ridin' me, man.

Come on.

Ohh!

It was an accident.

Was it an accident...

When you told me that
the guatemalans killed him?!

And then you accidentally
took over his business

and drove his car

and sold his baseball-card
collection?

You think we can have
this discussion

after we kill the cops?!

I burned the guatemalan flag
at his funeral,

and you didn't
even say anything!

I've been smashing out windows
at guatemalan restaurants

for four years!

Four years!

Well, I thought you needed
to get your feelings out.

You son of a bitch!

What are they doing?
They're fighting, mom.

What the...

this situation's a little more
complicated than we thought.

Guys!
Watch my furniture!

That didn't hurt.

Okay, we got to get in there
and get the girls out

while they're distracted.

Okay. I'll go in.
No, no, no, no, no.

I should go.
I know the house.

Okay, I'll cover you.
Okay.

Hey! Hey, hey. Jack.

What is it, Dan?

I'm sorry
that I planted that gun.

I can't help but feel

like I'm partially responsible
for this.

"Partially" responsible?
You're entirely responsible.

I just want you to know

that if you're killed
or maimed in there,

I will take care
of Liz and her mom.

That's the best reason to stay
alive I could possibly imagine.

Come on!
Take me! Come on! Take me!

Come on. Come on.
Aah!

Ohh! Ohh!

Ow, son of a bitch!

Uh-huh.

Solid brass.

Come out with your hands up!
You're surrounded!

By what?
Suburban homes?

You're about to be
surrounded!

Jack!
I knew you'd come. Shh!

Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. Are you?

Looks like you're out of ammo
is what it looks like.

Hey! Hey, no. No.

Get over here.
Jack.

Okay, look, Eric,
you don't want to do this.

Yeah, I think I do.

Backup is on its way.
My partner's right outside.

Your partner?

Your partner's outside
with an empty gun.

What's he gonna do?

Okay. All right.
Just don't hurt them.

All right? Take me.

You want a hostage?
You want to get out of this?

You're not gonna do better
than a detective, okay?

Nah.

I think I better end this.

Got your back, partner.

Vamanos.

Eric!
It's your fault, man!

That's pretty good pick-up
for an older model.

Went from zero to living room
in a couple of seconds.

How'd we do?

Well, we took a lot of guns
off the streets today.

And if this deal
was any indication,

you two may have just
stumbled on a major operation

that was fueling crime not only
locally but internationally.

Who needs a task force?
Am I right?

Well, I'm calling this a win.
Lord help us all.

And wait.
One more thing.

Dan...

You will never be allowed

anywhere near
my evidence locker...

Again.

How come when you say that
it sounds so dirty?

What is this world coming to?

This used to be a safe
neighborhood.

Now we're living in a war zone!

Hey. Liz.
Hey.

Um...

Look, I-I know you're upset.

Well, your partner planted a gun
in my mom's garden...

The only wall of her house

that isn't riddled
with bullet holes

is the one he drove a car
through... her car...

And I was nearly executed,

so I think being upset
is justified

under the circumstances.

Yeah, I s...
I suppose you're right.

Although...

You did offer to trade
your life for mine.

Well, my mom thought
that was real sweet.

I thought it was stupid
and unprofessional.

But also real sweet.

Let me...

aah.
Mm.

Did you get checked
for a concussion?

No, no, no. I'm... I'm fine.
I'm just...

just a little light...
and a little headed...

a little dizzy.
I just... Jack?

Actually, I-I think I'm...
I think you...

ohh!

Don't you worry.

I'm gonna take good care
of you.

You two cozy up.

I'm just gonna kick some jams.