Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 4, Episode 21 - Closing In - full transcript
Noble makes it up to Kim for standing her up on their date. Bosco is starting to realize the truth about Cruz.
Previously on "Third Watch.."
- How's your partner? - We're splittin' up.
- It's not what you think.
- All one big misunderstanding.
The only way you're walking
on your possession or intent to deliver
is by making a buy or an introduction.
- There you go. - Oh, yeah.
Let's go.
'Hey, this is Aaron.'
'I can't get to the phone.'
'Leave your name and a number'
'and I'll call you back.'
I heard you and Bosco talking in the hall.
He said you lied about the abortion.
That is between your father and me.
So much for frank and open communication.
Bosco knows you had an abortion?
- That is not the point.
- The hell it isn't.
Fred, I didn't tell him intentionally.
It just came out.
How the hell did something that personal
just come out?
I don't know, i-it's what happens
between partners.
Really? 'Cause I'm pretty tight
with Jimmy rollin' down at my job
and he doesn't know.
What do you want from me, Fred?
I said I was sorry.
I'm sorry.
We're gonna have to sit Emily down.
'Make sure she's okay.'
I think it's time... that we had the talk.
Faith... the sex talk was last year.
- From who? - From the super.
Who do you think?
Where was I?
Where are you always?
- Why didn't you tell me? - I did.
You don't always focus on home.
And.. And how did she react?
I think she already knew more
than I learned in school.
She gets home early today.
Talk to her before you go to work.
Alright.
Okay.
Bosco..
It's gonna be nice not having that guy
snooping through our lives anymore.
Babe, we gotta hurry.
What are you doin'?
- Nothin'. - Nothin'?
Makin' breakfast?
No, I just said we gotta hurry, so..
Relax, the skell's not
gettin' out of lockup
for a couple of hours.
Yeah, well, I don't wanna take any chances.
These bikers, they can afford some
pretty creative legal counsel, so..
Go take a shower.
I'm not, why does everything always
have to sound like a order?
That was an order.
Man!
Jump outta bed, you're
right back into bein' in charge.
It's because I am in charge.
So, move your ass.
I said move your ass.
Yes, ma'am.
Can I get some coffee?
Sure.
Whatever this is, let's just make it fast.
I got places to go, people to see.
Like who?
Hey, listen, man, I'm gonna
talk to your hot boss here.
Why don't just you go, uh
fetch that coffee or somethin'?
I'm sorry, man, you
can't have anything to eat
or drink before surgery.
Bosco..
Hey, sexy
I could swear I stuffed
a dollar in that cheek..
- Hey! Bosco! - Get up.
Get up.
I'll knock you out.
You'll regret that, man.
No, you know what, actually
I feel pretty damn good about that?
You're lookin' at three years, Willie.
I'll do half of that.
You'll do none if you co-operate.
Now you got my attention.
- What do you want? - Buford.
- Who's that? - Rick Buford, your boss.
I ain't got no boss.
I don't answer to anybody.
Yeah, like you're smart enough.
You've had to turn you
and your dime bag buddies
into a real business.
Yeah, not to mention..
Then you know.
Who?
You need me to kick that chair again?
I don't know this guy, Buford, man.
You afraid of him, Willie?
'No, I ain't afraid, I
ain't afraid of nobody.'
Richard T. Buford.
Godfather of the California meth trade.
'Fell off the FBI and DEA
radar three years ago.'
And you never heard of him?
He didn't set up shop in New York, did he?
- I want my lawyer.
- No, you'd want your mommy.
Bail's posted.
Get out, Willie. We're done here.
Front desk.
Yeah, thank you, Tom. I'll find it.
Please don't tell me I'm tailin' that.
You see how scared he was?
He knows Buford.
He knows Buford real well.
'Take Simkins with you, okay?'
And, uh, check in with us.
And we'll be out there
to relieve you guys later.
Noble still in lock up?
Just as soon as this red neck clears out.
We'll get him.
What now?
You heard somethin' a few weeks ago.
Somethin' about your mother.
It's okay, dad, it's no big deal.
Emily, that was not an easy decision.
It was just this time in my life
where we had to come to some sort of...
You don't owe me an explanation.
Money, bad timing, whatever.
It's between you two, right?
I have homework.
- Are you having sex? - Faith.
It's a question.
My sex life is none of your business.
- Your sex life? - I'm 15 years old.
Exactly! You don't have a sex life!
Stop! Everybody.
You guys wanted to talk.
Sorry if you don't like
the answers you're getting.
You are a child, Emily!
- A child? - Stop! I said.
Em, we're not askin' if you're... doin' it.
- Yes, we are. - No, we're not.
And we're not tellin' you whether
you should or you shouldn't.
Yes, we are.
We just want you to know..
That we're here for you.
And if and when the time comes
you might need contraceptives,
birth control, whatever..
We want you to be comfortable coming to us.
'No questions asked.'
Really?
Are you kidding me?
No.
No more secrets. That
I'm not kidding about.
Uh, wow.
Okay, so..
Okay.
Come here.
We love you so much, pumpkin'.
I love you too.
What the hell was that?
What were you gonna accomplish?
She is too young to be having sex!
And how old were we?
Look, I think it's far more dangerous
to think she's not having it.
And I don't wanna pretend she isn't
all the way to pregnancy or AIDS.
This isn't the street, Faith.
People don't just do what
you say because you say it.
I'm late for work.
I really think it's better this way.
Good for you.
Yeah, it might not be that fancy hotel
you're livin' in.
Now, your lockup isn't about the amenities.
See, it's all about the
friends you make there.
Just get my stuff.
Aaron.
How was your night? Oh, it was just peachy.
Spent most of it tryin' to convince
Willie G. and his boys
that I had nothing to do
with them getting busted.
That was the point, wasn't it?
My stuff?
Come on, Noble, be nice.
- 'We're not done.' - Oh, yes, we are.
- I gave you Willie.
- Oh, Willie's nothin'.
You were holdin' out.
"Holdin' out?"
When you, uh, went to Willie's door
he asked if you were there to see Buford.
Rick Buford.
Can't help you out there.
'Yeah, well, according to this'
'you and him, uh, got a little cozy'
'not too long ago.'
It's you and he.
And we didn't get cozy.
Buford is a spook, an apparition.
'And not a particularly
well-balanced one at that.'
- He's in New York? - He was.
Who knows where he is now.
I had one interview with him.
In which I promised him
a respectful chapter in my book.
Complete with a pseudonym.
That means a false name.
Oh, I'm really startin' to hate you.
You know, I did a lot
of thinking last night
about the world we live in.
So you can go ahead and you can put me
on the evening news and
tell 'em about my arrest.
And tell 'em about my drug experimentation
because I don't give a damn anymore!
Probably sell more books this way.
Hell, might even get me a Gap ad.
Look, I know it sucks to lose leverage
but them's the breaks.
'Where's the other one?'
Other what?
There were four notebooks,
there are only three here.
The only three I saw. Bosco?
I never saw any of 'em.
Well, isn't this just typical?
I had four notebooks.
Each containing weeks of research.
It's a shame.
You'll be hearing from my attorney.
Oh, come on, Aaron.
Let's.. Don't get ugly with this.
Do the right thing. Give
us Buford, save some lives.
Go to hell.
Three notebooks.
Three.
Okay.
Come on, let's go see if
Willie can take us to Buford.
- 'Sullivan!' - Yeah.
- 'Davis!' - Present.
Sector Charlie 99-20-1800-Miliokas.
- Here. - 'Munroe.'
- Here. - Sector David 56-49-1900-mil.
Uh, don't waste time gettin'
out there. We're in a backlog.
Have a safe one.
So, Faith Yokas is gonna have my back.
You better believe it.
How you doin', Sasha?
Oh, man, I'm beggin' to get off midnights.
I bet. Hey, uh, you know Sully and Davis?
I know Davis, it's been a while.
- Yeah, you're lookin' good. - Mm-hm.
All the girls in the
academy knew about Davis.
All play and no stay.
Not true.
Mr. Law school flexing his
big brain on us high school grads
like we were supposed to fall at his feet.
- See, your partner knows.
- No, he doesn't.
You expected me to fall at your feet.
- Yeah. - John Sullivan.
Sasha Monroe, seen you around campus.
Yeah, goin' and comin'. Welcome.
Thank you.
- You cool with this? - Very.
You want to, uh..
You wanna drive or ride?
Whatever you want, it's your car.
No, it's our car. Clean slate.
Well, how about you drive the first half
and I'll take the second?
Alright, that was easy.
He stood you up?
After all we went through?
We? Who's we?
We is me, Kim, having to endure
a whole day of dress shopping.
He didn't even call you?
Look, I feel stupid enough, okay?
Not to mention how
desperate I might've sounded.
Three messages I left him going on...
Which I'm only getting now.
And you don't seem the least bit desperate.
- Angry, maybe. - Oh, this is him?
Yeah.
Damn right, she's angry, man.
- Carlos.. - I mean, she looked good.
- I'm fine. - And she looked good too.
Buddy boy.
You know what? You messed up.
I know.
- Alright. - I know.
Alright.
I don't suppose "I'm
sorry" will quite cover it.
'Not quite.'
Well... Kim
I guess you've probably heard
every excuse in the book, but..
Actually, I haven't been
stood up since junior high.
I'm not, I'm not sorry,
I.. That's not right.
- I didn't mean that. - Well..
Maybe you should write it
down. You're better on paper.
'Yeah.'
- You look like hell.
- Yeah, for good reason.
You recognize these clothes?
They're the same ones I was in when
I left your apartment yesterday
What happened?
Uh, it's a long story.
Try me.
- Over dinner? - Whet my appetite.
Oh! Well, let's see.
It started out what I expected to be
a simple interview with a
street junkie named Bats.
And, uh, somehow or another
I ended up in a warehouse,
somewhere in the Bronx
in the company of one the biggest
drug suppliers in North America.
- Really? - And, uh..
You don't wanna be dialing your cell phone
'when you're breaking
bread with a wanted felon.'
I'll bet.
I did-I didn't expect the
night to go on that long.
And I don't expect it to make a difference.
But you-you know..
I like ya, I really do.
And I know it doesn't cover it
but I am sorry.
Okay.
"Okay?"
- Okay, I can make it up to you? - Maybe.
Where?
You name it.
Whatever helps my cause.
'Any place you've ever wanted to go?'
There's a lot of places.
How about, um..
Rao's up town?
Rao's? Where you can never get a table?
Yeah, I read about it.
Rao's it is, then.
Really?
Let's say, 11:15?
- I don't know. - Oh, come on. You sure?
I'll think about it.
- Can I call you later?
- No, I'll call you.
'And I'll answer, I promise.'
Yeah, we'll see about that.
I just have to make one stop up town
and then the rest of the day's okay to
gettin' cleaned up for you.
'So, I'll see you later?'
I said "Maybe."
Uh, he's sure been busy, alright.
One corner to the next
from East Arthur to a 106th.
He switches landlines
every half hour or so.
Yeah, any bets which
line he's got Buford on?
We should've put an intercept on his cell.
Yeah, we'd be waitin' all
day for the judge's approval.
Judge?
Look, it's better this
way, we'll follow him
straight to Buford, you watch.
That's exactly what we're gonna do.
- You guys can go now. - You sure?
Yeah, we got it. We can take it from here.
Alright.
'Not that we're gonna find
Buford in this neighborhood.'
This is bad even by Disciple standards.
Check him out.
Ooh, temper, temper!
Destroying city property.
'Littering, driving without a helmet.'
It's a one-man crime wave.
Powers of man are here.
Wrapped in gold leaf
and floating everywhere.
Sir, you can't stand there.
For 1800 years they've been in here
floating like particles.
Sir, this is a bank and
you're blockin' the entrance.
Don't you see them?
Boo! Boo!
- Think I see 'em. - You do?
- You see them? Boo! - Yeah.
And I can feel 'em too.
Rest your hands
and the particles flow.
Oh, you're right.
I know this feeling, I've felt it before!
'But somewhere else.'
Maybe, uh, someplace over here.
Oh, yeah!
This is it.
Yeah, the power source. Come check it out.
Can you feel it?
Yeah. Wow.
It's very good over here.
Yes, yes the power of man is here as well.
Wrapped in gold leaf
and floating everywhere.
- Boo. - Okay.
So, I think we're all set.
Unless someone's gonna need a newspaper.
Where do you want him?
Feelin' the power in the back of the RMV?
No, we're done.
I thought so.
It's very good how you handled it.
I'm glad you liked it.
I get a lot of practice
at home raisin' a two-year-old.
You have a two-year-old?
My kid sister does, I'm raisin' her too.
How old is your sister?
Sixteen.
Should be pressin' her gown for the prom
not cuttin' out coupons for diapers.
What? She dropped out of school?
Yeah. She's goin' back though.
Finally.
What, while you watch the baby?
Beats my mother doin' it.
That kid's put her through enough already.
Name's Dion.
They moved in last month.
He's adorable.
That he is.
When he goes to school from 8:00 to 2:00
she'll be home just in
time for me to come here.
That's a tough schedule.
But she's going to college too.
I don't care if I gotta get three jobs.
What about you?
- Kids? - Yeah, I've two.
Um, my, uh, my son, Charlie is ten
and my daughter, Emily is fifteen.
Ooh! Fifteen. That's the age.
Yeah! Tell me about it.
You close?
Workin' on it.
Yeah, well, don't give up.
That's the mistake my mother made.
Yeah? How-how they, uh, get along now?
They talk, there's progress.
So, what, we're gonna just wait here
for Mr. Powers of Man
to start actin' up again?
Oh, no.
No.
Hey, I didn't mean to scare you.
No, I know.
The madder he gets
the better our chances.
How you figure that?
He's obviously not gettin'
what he wants by phone.
Sooner or later, he's
coming on face-to-face.
'Well, who we got here?'
'Ooh!'
Lover's quarrel?
Alright, yeah, he's
here. I got it, I got it.
Okay, don't lose him. Let's go.
Don't worry.
Well, what the hell am I supposed to do?
It's not like we're married.
I mean, how soon before we get stuck
in an MVA with multiples
and I gotta stand him up?
You realize I'm not arguing with you.
Well, what would you do?
You're asking me?
My opinion?
Just this once.
Um, ahem, well..
Well, at least the guy had the guts
'to apologize in person, you know.'
I mean, any time I've ditched a date
they might get a phone call, tops.
Right, then. That's right.
- That's not nothin'.
- No, that's somethin'.
Yeah. So you're gonna go?
Yeah, I think so.
Problem solved.
Thanks.
For stickin' out for me.
For sayin' that I look good.
Kim, you chased me off for it.
Yeah, still.
It was perfect.
It was pretty good, wasn't it?
It was good.
I'm on the way.
We go. Let's go.
You wanna call for backup?
And say what? There's two
guys going into a building?
No, let's go. We'll just get a closer look.
5-5 crime, shots fired!
End of six, east 119, shots fired.
Get back! Go!
Get outta the way!
Police coming in!
- 'Police coming in!' - Ah!
Noble? Cruz.
Gun down. Put the gun down.
Cruz..
I had to. They knew.
He's dead.
Oh, man.
'No go?'
Stevie who Aaron?
You know the guy?
Know him just as Stevie.
I'm supposed to meet
him here for an interview.
I didn't think he had Disciple connections.
'Yeah, well, forget about that right now.'
- We gotta get you outta here. - What?
Because he's not gonna blow our case.
Our case?
He just shot a guy!
It was self-defense!
So, we'll let a jury decide that, okay?
It's a bad day for you, Noble.
Willie G. knew you set him up.
Buford knows that you set him up.
You're gonna have other guys comin' here.
- You gotta protect me. - I got to.
Cruz, what are you doin'?
Whatever you're doin...
I said focus, Bosco.
- Think what's important. - I am.
Get us Buford.
I will, I can do that.
You'll testify to every single one
of your notes, otherwise
you're on your own.
The Disciples can have your ass.
I'll do whatever you want me to do.
- We got a deal? - Yes, we got a deal.
Get out, you were never here.
Can I have my gun?
Are you nuts, man? Huh?
What if this happens
again? I'm gonna need it.
I can't testify if I'm dead!
No one sees it or you.
- No, no, no, Cruz. - I understand.
Cruz, what are you thinkin'?
What are you thinkin'?
- What are you.. - Hey, hey, hey!
You lose him, you lose
everything that we've been working for.
What the hell are we working for
if this guy can walk
away for killin' somebody?
He's a Disciples drug dealer.
The guy is nobody.
There are still other ways, Cruz.
Not anymore.
5-5 crime sergeant to Central.
Request EMS to patrol supervisor
at this location 806 east 119.
Advise all units we're
looking for a male Hispanic
'mid-20s, last seen running south'
'on Lex.'
'10-4, copy that 5-5 crime, sergeant.'
Is there a shooter?
Yeah, in the wind. Did you
not hear my description?
'All units, be advised, the suspect'
'mid-20s, Hispanic,
headed south on Lexington.'
We'll start a canvas.
Is everybody safe?
'Yeah, we're good.'
Go do a canvass.
'Put up some damn tape or something.'
Make yourself useful. Do something.
Yes, ma'am.
I said clear the scene,
officer, are you deaf?
No, I hear you. Loud and clear.
What are we gonna tell homicide? Hm?
Huh?
We followed Willie here.
He was alone, we were expecting
he was leading us to Buford.
He entered, we heard two voices.
'Two males arguing loud'
and then, bang-bang.
We drew our guns, kicked in the door
here was Willie G.
Shooter was already at the window.
Boscorelli got a look at him.
Hispanic male, mid-20s?
'Boscorelli?'
Um..
Yeah, I'm pretty sure.
Was.. Wasn't much of a look.
But we did get a half-name
off the victim before he croaked on us.
Stevie.
Half a name's not gonna get us
a dying declaration, Maritza.
But it's better than nothing.
'Stevie, it is.'
- 'So, anything else?' - What?
Details? Anything she's forgotten?
No, that's about how it happened.
About, huh?
It is.
That's how it happened.
- Noble. - Hey, it's me.
Oh, hey, Kim!
- How you doin'? - You know..
I'm doin'.
Um... and I'm off in about half an hour.
So, you are, great.
'How'd the interview go?'
Uh, well, uh, interesting to say the least.
Uh... is this a bad time?
Uh, no, no, no, no. Not at all.
'You sure?'
Yeah, absolutely, uh.
So, will I be seein' you tonight?
Yeah, what the hell, right?
Uh... yeah.
Hey, excellent, excellent.
So, Rao's?
Oh, um, uh, no, no, no.
No tables, right?
'No, I-I mean, right, yeah. No tables.'
Yeah. Some big shot you are.
Yeah. Big shot, right.
'So, where, though?'
Uh, if it's all the same to you
the restaurant at my hotel.
You think this is a
booty call you're getting?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It's not that. Let's just say, uh..
It's been an awfully
long, tiring day, and, uh..
I, I'm just sort of in the mood
to stay around home, you know?
I mean, it's-it's the Millrose.
'It's a great place.'
Oh, yeah, uh, uh, I've heard that.
Well, um..
You want me to send a car?
Uh, no, no.
I, um, it's-it's good.
'Alright. I can find it.'
Alright, I'll be waiting.
- I'll be there. - 'I'll see ya.'
- 'Buh-bye.' - Bye.
If you don't wanna help, just say so.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Where's your head?
Nowhere.
That seem okay to you in there?
- Okay, how? - I don't know.
They just seemed like they
were in a hurry to get rid of us.
This is Cruz, it's when she's
not bitchy that I get worried.
She's insecure, overcompensates
and never lets anyone
forget that she's in charge.
Yeah, that's her in a nutshell.
Yeah, but she's weak.
And the weak always get what's comin'.
Yeah, I don't know about always.
At the end of the day,
it's none of my concern.
That other guy, he, uh,
he used to be my partner.
I know.
Used to be, then it's
none of our concern, is it?
I guess you're right.
You know, I have a personal policy.
Never to stick my nose
where it doesn't belong.
I got my own stuff to worry about.
I love the sound of that.
It's a lot easier than you think.
It's none of my concern.
Calm down, Bosco.
"Calm down?"
I let you do the talkin'
now I'm the one who saw Stevie.
And I'm the one who gave
the name, what's it matter?
Stevie didn't kill nobody.
He was one of the two
Disciples coming to kill Noble.
Do you know that Willie
wasn't just using him
to get to Noble?
- So what? - So..
- "So what?" - So what?
So, what if they catch him? There's no way
he's gonna take the rap for killin' Willie.
They'll never find him.
Not with what we gave 'em.
So what if they do, huh?
Look at me. What if they do?
I'm telling you, they won't.
No one is gonna believe
the word of some skell hitman
over our word anyway.
We're in a war here, Bosco.
War means sacrifice.
'One less Stevie means nothing'
compared to all the kids
that we are going to save
'by taking this Buford down
along with his meth business.'
I don't like Noble either.
But right now, he is our ticket.
He is our ticket right
now, bigger than ever
because this cabron owes us.
- Excuse me. - Yes, miss.
I'm, I'm meeting Aaron Noble.
I'm a little late. So,
uh, maybe he's sitting.
Uh, no. No, I'm sorry.
Mr. Noble's not listed here.
Uh, he's a guest at the
hotel. Shall I buzz him?
No. No, it's alright. Thanks.
Oh... no, you don't.
- There you are. - Martina.
You were gonna let her get away from me?
Ah, your usual table, Mr. Noble?
Oh, not tonight, I think.
Maybe something in the back.
- Like a booth, kind of private? - Okay.
- Is that okay with you?
- Yeah, it's great.
Um, I brought you a copy of my last book.
I thought you'd wanted to have it.
"Ley-line Fever." It's great.
You look beautiful, Kimberly.
Thank you. You aren't so bad yourself.
Eh. I clean up okay.
This way.
- Oh, no. - Look familiar?
- 'You got him.' - 'I didn't do nothing.'
'I swear it.'
Uh, Stevie Nunez. Is this the guy you saw?
Like I said, it wasn't
that great of a look.
You didn't see nothing,
punk. I didn't do nothing.
Why'd you scoop him up?
The uniforms bumped into him on a canvas
Hispanic male answering to Stevie
not three blocks from the shooting.
Genius.
Yeah, for a junkie parole violator
'he was playing it pretty cocky too'
'until we asked him what
he knew about Willie.'
What're you saying, he confessed?
Hardly. No.
He's got a whole other tall story.
Says, uh, he was gonna get
high with some rider guy he met.
'No names, of course.'
'And this Willie Griffin
asked to come along.'
Rider in that neighborhood?
Yeah, tell me about it.
Says, uh, as soon as they got to the place
Willie G. got tough,
rider guy starts firing
'little Stevie high tails it out the back.'
That's when you two came in, I guess.
I guess.
Only you said Willie G. was alone.
- He was alone. - Yeah, he was alone.
Well, we still got no
gun, no other witnesses.
So who the hell knows?
The only thing we got is
this mysterious rider guy.
Some alibi, huh?
Are you kidding me?
Outside.
What the fuck?
What're the chances?
- We can't do this. - We can.
No, this is.. The kid
isn't even a Disciple.
Okay, he's just some junkie
going to Noble, going to get Noble high.
That's his story.
Now, if you want to win
this, and I know you do
we have to stick to ours.
I'll put Buford down,
you'll get you a gold shield.
We'll both go to jail.
And if that happens
every case we have
closed in our entire career
will be called into question.
Every skell we've ever locked up
will get an appeal and set
free. Is that what you want?
Stick to the story.
'Where's Charlie?'
Oh, he just walked out.
Well, he forgot his lunch.
As usual.
Where's my kiss?
I'm never leaving, you know.
- What? - I'm always here.
I'm always your mother.
I'm always with you.
And no matter how much we fight
or what awful things
we might say to each other.
There's not a second that
goes by that I don't love you.
And I'm never leaving.
Yeah.
Okay.
See ya.
That was nice.
She used to climb all over me, remember?
When she was little?
You'd ask her for a hug
and she'd jump into your arms
and she'd hold on like there was no place
in the world she'd rather be?
I remember.
I was thinking a lot about what you said..
Yesterday, you know, about trusting her.
And... it seems a little difficult
to sort into, you know.
You know what I thought about yesterday?
You and me.
The things we were doing
when we were her age.
I was already sneaking over to your place
and guess who was lettin' me in?
- That was different. - No, it wasn't.
But I don't want her to end up like us.
What? Are we so bad?
No, you know what I mean. I..
I just want her to have choices.
She will.
If we listen to her, try to understand her.
Trust her.
A united front.
Hm?
Okay. Okay.
Uh..
Is she around?
It's a little early, isn't it?
Fred, please, give me a break.
The last time you showed up at our door
stupid things happened.
What?
Look, whatever I did..
Believe me, whatever
I did, I'm sorry. Okay?
I just need to talk to your wife.
Are you here?
One second.
What is it now?
I'm in a bad place, Faith.
Oh, really?
Yeah. It's Cruz.
You were right.
- Everything you said
about... - Bosco, stop.
I knew that she crossed
the line every once in a while
but I thought it was for
the greater good, you know.
- That's how she sees it and...
- Right, this is not my problem.
Just listen to me for one
second. Just listen, please.
There's this notebook
and I-I see in this notebook
this writer guy, he's been..
He's got stuff about her, about
her reputation on the street
and she's been cutting corners a long time.
And you're surprised?
I need advice. Okay?
I need your help, Faith.
Please.
Look at me.
- Please, I-I wouldn't be here... - I know.
You wouldn't be here
if it wasn't important.
I know that.
You'd probably be tellin'
me to mind my own business
which is what I'm gonna do from now on.
I can't help you, Bosco.
Those days are over. I got my own life.
And my own problems.
I'm sorry.
Faith..
Good luck.
Yo-hoo. Breakfast is served.
Mm..
What is that, like your
tenth cup of coffee?
Oh, well, I'm addicted. What can I say?
We... each have our own
drug of choice, don't we?
- I needed this so badly.
- You and me both.
No, I mean, this is like one
of those times where I had
no idea how badly I
needed it until just now.
Well..
Or maybe last night sometime.
I needed that, too.
Amen.
Um, be right back.
I'll be here.
Yes.
What?
When?
Um.. Mm..
Um, who?
What did they look like?
A guy and a girl.
Badges. Okay, right. Right.
Time to end your part, Aaron.
- You said you'd call. - Oops.
Look, I got a guest on the balcony.
- Ooh. Female. - 'Uh, y-yeah. A female.'
I just want my life to
move on back to normal.
I want things to move on like
nothing ever happened, okay?
What you want is a hit? Hm? Hm?
Is it that obvious?
'It is, to me.'
Okay.
What do you say, Two-Bags?
You don't call me that.
Sorry.
Have a heart.
That's a little bit enough to tide me over.
I'm dry.
We came here to get
something from you, remember?
Why don't you, uh...
Yeah, I know.
'This is Buford's address'
as far as I know, it's,
well, his headquarters.
166, Saint Arthur, are you sure?
Yes, that's the place.
Alright, good, otherwise
we're just gonna have to, uh...
Yeah, I know, I'm on my own.
So why don't you get
back to your lady in there?
It's good to see you got
your priorities in order.
- Cruz, are you sure...
- Hey, I said goodbye.
Fine.
Good luck.
Oh, you need it more than us.
You ready?
Uh-huh.
Look at me.
Are you ready?
You know I got reservations.
Not about Buford, but I mean..
You mean about the
notebook I got in my drawer?
Among other things.
How much did you read?
Just about what Noble called you
just the part about Two-Bags-Cruz.
You know, your rep for
planting the occasional dime bag
to get some skell under your thumb.
Are you surprised?
That, uh, it was such common knowledge
on the street? Yeah.
Is that all you read?
Ain't that enough?
Guess you missed the part about Letty.
Your sister?
Yeah.
Letty, the hoe. Pass around Letty.
'Selling her body for drugs.'
Getting passed around like currency.
Didn't see it.
Yeah, well, I don't need
anybody else seeing it either.
Got it.
Do you?
Yup.
I just wish you would've told me before.
I wish you'd ask.
'All units in position.'
On my count.
Okay.
Bosco, don't ever go snoopin'
through my place again.
I won't be there again.
Even better.
On your count.
One, two..
- How's your partner? - We're splittin' up.
- It's not what you think.
- All one big misunderstanding.
The only way you're walking
on your possession or intent to deliver
is by making a buy or an introduction.
- There you go. - Oh, yeah.
Let's go.
'Hey, this is Aaron.'
'I can't get to the phone.'
'Leave your name and a number'
'and I'll call you back.'
I heard you and Bosco talking in the hall.
He said you lied about the abortion.
That is between your father and me.
So much for frank and open communication.
Bosco knows you had an abortion?
- That is not the point.
- The hell it isn't.
Fred, I didn't tell him intentionally.
It just came out.
How the hell did something that personal
just come out?
I don't know, i-it's what happens
between partners.
Really? 'Cause I'm pretty tight
with Jimmy rollin' down at my job
and he doesn't know.
What do you want from me, Fred?
I said I was sorry.
I'm sorry.
We're gonna have to sit Emily down.
'Make sure she's okay.'
I think it's time... that we had the talk.
Faith... the sex talk was last year.
- From who? - From the super.
Who do you think?
Where was I?
Where are you always?
- Why didn't you tell me? - I did.
You don't always focus on home.
And.. And how did she react?
I think she already knew more
than I learned in school.
She gets home early today.
Talk to her before you go to work.
Alright.
Okay.
Bosco..
It's gonna be nice not having that guy
snooping through our lives anymore.
Babe, we gotta hurry.
What are you doin'?
- Nothin'. - Nothin'?
Makin' breakfast?
No, I just said we gotta hurry, so..
Relax, the skell's not
gettin' out of lockup
for a couple of hours.
Yeah, well, I don't wanna take any chances.
These bikers, they can afford some
pretty creative legal counsel, so..
Go take a shower.
I'm not, why does everything always
have to sound like a order?
That was an order.
Man!
Jump outta bed, you're
right back into bein' in charge.
It's because I am in charge.
So, move your ass.
I said move your ass.
Yes, ma'am.
Can I get some coffee?
Sure.
Whatever this is, let's just make it fast.
I got places to go, people to see.
Like who?
Hey, listen, man, I'm gonna
talk to your hot boss here.
Why don't just you go, uh
fetch that coffee or somethin'?
I'm sorry, man, you
can't have anything to eat
or drink before surgery.
Bosco..
Hey, sexy
I could swear I stuffed
a dollar in that cheek..
- Hey! Bosco! - Get up.
Get up.
I'll knock you out.
You'll regret that, man.
No, you know what, actually
I feel pretty damn good about that?
You're lookin' at three years, Willie.
I'll do half of that.
You'll do none if you co-operate.
Now you got my attention.
- What do you want? - Buford.
- Who's that? - Rick Buford, your boss.
I ain't got no boss.
I don't answer to anybody.
Yeah, like you're smart enough.
You've had to turn you
and your dime bag buddies
into a real business.
Yeah, not to mention..
Then you know.
Who?
You need me to kick that chair again?
I don't know this guy, Buford, man.
You afraid of him, Willie?
'No, I ain't afraid, I
ain't afraid of nobody.'
Richard T. Buford.
Godfather of the California meth trade.
'Fell off the FBI and DEA
radar three years ago.'
And you never heard of him?
He didn't set up shop in New York, did he?
- I want my lawyer.
- No, you'd want your mommy.
Bail's posted.
Get out, Willie. We're done here.
Front desk.
Yeah, thank you, Tom. I'll find it.
Please don't tell me I'm tailin' that.
You see how scared he was?
He knows Buford.
He knows Buford real well.
'Take Simkins with you, okay?'
And, uh, check in with us.
And we'll be out there
to relieve you guys later.
Noble still in lock up?
Just as soon as this red neck clears out.
We'll get him.
What now?
You heard somethin' a few weeks ago.
Somethin' about your mother.
It's okay, dad, it's no big deal.
Emily, that was not an easy decision.
It was just this time in my life
where we had to come to some sort of...
You don't owe me an explanation.
Money, bad timing, whatever.
It's between you two, right?
I have homework.
- Are you having sex? - Faith.
It's a question.
My sex life is none of your business.
- Your sex life? - I'm 15 years old.
Exactly! You don't have a sex life!
Stop! Everybody.
You guys wanted to talk.
Sorry if you don't like
the answers you're getting.
You are a child, Emily!
- A child? - Stop! I said.
Em, we're not askin' if you're... doin' it.
- Yes, we are. - No, we're not.
And we're not tellin' you whether
you should or you shouldn't.
Yes, we are.
We just want you to know..
That we're here for you.
And if and when the time comes
you might need contraceptives,
birth control, whatever..
We want you to be comfortable coming to us.
'No questions asked.'
Really?
Are you kidding me?
No.
No more secrets. That
I'm not kidding about.
Uh, wow.
Okay, so..
Okay.
Come here.
We love you so much, pumpkin'.
I love you too.
What the hell was that?
What were you gonna accomplish?
She is too young to be having sex!
And how old were we?
Look, I think it's far more dangerous
to think she's not having it.
And I don't wanna pretend she isn't
all the way to pregnancy or AIDS.
This isn't the street, Faith.
People don't just do what
you say because you say it.
I'm late for work.
I really think it's better this way.
Good for you.
Yeah, it might not be that fancy hotel
you're livin' in.
Now, your lockup isn't about the amenities.
See, it's all about the
friends you make there.
Just get my stuff.
Aaron.
How was your night? Oh, it was just peachy.
Spent most of it tryin' to convince
Willie G. and his boys
that I had nothing to do
with them getting busted.
That was the point, wasn't it?
My stuff?
Come on, Noble, be nice.
- 'We're not done.' - Oh, yes, we are.
- I gave you Willie.
- Oh, Willie's nothin'.
You were holdin' out.
"Holdin' out?"
When you, uh, went to Willie's door
he asked if you were there to see Buford.
Rick Buford.
Can't help you out there.
'Yeah, well, according to this'
'you and him, uh, got a little cozy'
'not too long ago.'
It's you and he.
And we didn't get cozy.
Buford is a spook, an apparition.
'And not a particularly
well-balanced one at that.'
- He's in New York? - He was.
Who knows where he is now.
I had one interview with him.
In which I promised him
a respectful chapter in my book.
Complete with a pseudonym.
That means a false name.
Oh, I'm really startin' to hate you.
You know, I did a lot
of thinking last night
about the world we live in.
So you can go ahead and you can put me
on the evening news and
tell 'em about my arrest.
And tell 'em about my drug experimentation
because I don't give a damn anymore!
Probably sell more books this way.
Hell, might even get me a Gap ad.
Look, I know it sucks to lose leverage
but them's the breaks.
'Where's the other one?'
Other what?
There were four notebooks,
there are only three here.
The only three I saw. Bosco?
I never saw any of 'em.
Well, isn't this just typical?
I had four notebooks.
Each containing weeks of research.
It's a shame.
You'll be hearing from my attorney.
Oh, come on, Aaron.
Let's.. Don't get ugly with this.
Do the right thing. Give
us Buford, save some lives.
Go to hell.
Three notebooks.
Three.
Okay.
Come on, let's go see if
Willie can take us to Buford.
- 'Sullivan!' - Yeah.
- 'Davis!' - Present.
Sector Charlie 99-20-1800-Miliokas.
- Here. - 'Munroe.'
- Here. - Sector David 56-49-1900-mil.
Uh, don't waste time gettin'
out there. We're in a backlog.
Have a safe one.
So, Faith Yokas is gonna have my back.
You better believe it.
How you doin', Sasha?
Oh, man, I'm beggin' to get off midnights.
I bet. Hey, uh, you know Sully and Davis?
I know Davis, it's been a while.
- Yeah, you're lookin' good. - Mm-hm.
All the girls in the
academy knew about Davis.
All play and no stay.
Not true.
Mr. Law school flexing his
big brain on us high school grads
like we were supposed to fall at his feet.
- See, your partner knows.
- No, he doesn't.
You expected me to fall at your feet.
- Yeah. - John Sullivan.
Sasha Monroe, seen you around campus.
Yeah, goin' and comin'. Welcome.
Thank you.
- You cool with this? - Very.
You want to, uh..
You wanna drive or ride?
Whatever you want, it's your car.
No, it's our car. Clean slate.
Well, how about you drive the first half
and I'll take the second?
Alright, that was easy.
He stood you up?
After all we went through?
We? Who's we?
We is me, Kim, having to endure
a whole day of dress shopping.
He didn't even call you?
Look, I feel stupid enough, okay?
Not to mention how
desperate I might've sounded.
Three messages I left him going on...
Which I'm only getting now.
And you don't seem the least bit desperate.
- Angry, maybe. - Oh, this is him?
Yeah.
Damn right, she's angry, man.
- Carlos.. - I mean, she looked good.
- I'm fine. - And she looked good too.
Buddy boy.
You know what? You messed up.
I know.
- Alright. - I know.
Alright.
I don't suppose "I'm
sorry" will quite cover it.
'Not quite.'
Well... Kim
I guess you've probably heard
every excuse in the book, but..
Actually, I haven't been
stood up since junior high.
I'm not, I'm not sorry,
I.. That's not right.
- I didn't mean that. - Well..
Maybe you should write it
down. You're better on paper.
'Yeah.'
- You look like hell.
- Yeah, for good reason.
You recognize these clothes?
They're the same ones I was in when
I left your apartment yesterday
What happened?
Uh, it's a long story.
Try me.
- Over dinner? - Whet my appetite.
Oh! Well, let's see.
It started out what I expected to be
a simple interview with a
street junkie named Bats.
And, uh, somehow or another
I ended up in a warehouse,
somewhere in the Bronx
in the company of one the biggest
drug suppliers in North America.
- Really? - And, uh..
You don't wanna be dialing your cell phone
'when you're breaking
bread with a wanted felon.'
I'll bet.
I did-I didn't expect the
night to go on that long.
And I don't expect it to make a difference.
But you-you know..
I like ya, I really do.
And I know it doesn't cover it
but I am sorry.
Okay.
"Okay?"
- Okay, I can make it up to you? - Maybe.
Where?
You name it.
Whatever helps my cause.
'Any place you've ever wanted to go?'
There's a lot of places.
How about, um..
Rao's up town?
Rao's? Where you can never get a table?
Yeah, I read about it.
Rao's it is, then.
Really?
Let's say, 11:15?
- I don't know. - Oh, come on. You sure?
I'll think about it.
- Can I call you later?
- No, I'll call you.
'And I'll answer, I promise.'
Yeah, we'll see about that.
I just have to make one stop up town
and then the rest of the day's okay to
gettin' cleaned up for you.
'So, I'll see you later?'
I said "Maybe."
Uh, he's sure been busy, alright.
One corner to the next
from East Arthur to a 106th.
He switches landlines
every half hour or so.
Yeah, any bets which
line he's got Buford on?
We should've put an intercept on his cell.
Yeah, we'd be waitin' all
day for the judge's approval.
Judge?
Look, it's better this
way, we'll follow him
straight to Buford, you watch.
That's exactly what we're gonna do.
- You guys can go now. - You sure?
Yeah, we got it. We can take it from here.
Alright.
'Not that we're gonna find
Buford in this neighborhood.'
This is bad even by Disciple standards.
Check him out.
Ooh, temper, temper!
Destroying city property.
'Littering, driving without a helmet.'
It's a one-man crime wave.
Powers of man are here.
Wrapped in gold leaf
and floating everywhere.
Sir, you can't stand there.
For 1800 years they've been in here
floating like particles.
Sir, this is a bank and
you're blockin' the entrance.
Don't you see them?
Boo! Boo!
- Think I see 'em. - You do?
- You see them? Boo! - Yeah.
And I can feel 'em too.
Rest your hands
and the particles flow.
Oh, you're right.
I know this feeling, I've felt it before!
'But somewhere else.'
Maybe, uh, someplace over here.
Oh, yeah!
This is it.
Yeah, the power source. Come check it out.
Can you feel it?
Yeah. Wow.
It's very good over here.
Yes, yes the power of man is here as well.
Wrapped in gold leaf
and floating everywhere.
- Boo. - Okay.
So, I think we're all set.
Unless someone's gonna need a newspaper.
Where do you want him?
Feelin' the power in the back of the RMV?
No, we're done.
I thought so.
It's very good how you handled it.
I'm glad you liked it.
I get a lot of practice
at home raisin' a two-year-old.
You have a two-year-old?
My kid sister does, I'm raisin' her too.
How old is your sister?
Sixteen.
Should be pressin' her gown for the prom
not cuttin' out coupons for diapers.
What? She dropped out of school?
Yeah. She's goin' back though.
Finally.
What, while you watch the baby?
Beats my mother doin' it.
That kid's put her through enough already.
Name's Dion.
They moved in last month.
He's adorable.
That he is.
When he goes to school from 8:00 to 2:00
she'll be home just in
time for me to come here.
That's a tough schedule.
But she's going to college too.
I don't care if I gotta get three jobs.
What about you?
- Kids? - Yeah, I've two.
Um, my, uh, my son, Charlie is ten
and my daughter, Emily is fifteen.
Ooh! Fifteen. That's the age.
Yeah! Tell me about it.
You close?
Workin' on it.
Yeah, well, don't give up.
That's the mistake my mother made.
Yeah? How-how they, uh, get along now?
They talk, there's progress.
So, what, we're gonna just wait here
for Mr. Powers of Man
to start actin' up again?
Oh, no.
No.
Hey, I didn't mean to scare you.
No, I know.
The madder he gets
the better our chances.
How you figure that?
He's obviously not gettin'
what he wants by phone.
Sooner or later, he's
coming on face-to-face.
'Well, who we got here?'
'Ooh!'
Lover's quarrel?
Alright, yeah, he's
here. I got it, I got it.
Okay, don't lose him. Let's go.
Don't worry.
Well, what the hell am I supposed to do?
It's not like we're married.
I mean, how soon before we get stuck
in an MVA with multiples
and I gotta stand him up?
You realize I'm not arguing with you.
Well, what would you do?
You're asking me?
My opinion?
Just this once.
Um, ahem, well..
Well, at least the guy had the guts
'to apologize in person, you know.'
I mean, any time I've ditched a date
they might get a phone call, tops.
Right, then. That's right.
- That's not nothin'.
- No, that's somethin'.
Yeah. So you're gonna go?
Yeah, I think so.
Problem solved.
Thanks.
For stickin' out for me.
For sayin' that I look good.
Kim, you chased me off for it.
Yeah, still.
It was perfect.
It was pretty good, wasn't it?
It was good.
I'm on the way.
We go. Let's go.
You wanna call for backup?
And say what? There's two
guys going into a building?
No, let's go. We'll just get a closer look.
5-5 crime, shots fired!
End of six, east 119, shots fired.
Get back! Go!
Get outta the way!
Police coming in!
- 'Police coming in!' - Ah!
Noble? Cruz.
Gun down. Put the gun down.
Cruz..
I had to. They knew.
He's dead.
Oh, man.
'No go?'
Stevie who Aaron?
You know the guy?
Know him just as Stevie.
I'm supposed to meet
him here for an interview.
I didn't think he had Disciple connections.
'Yeah, well, forget about that right now.'
- We gotta get you outta here. - What?
Because he's not gonna blow our case.
Our case?
He just shot a guy!
It was self-defense!
So, we'll let a jury decide that, okay?
It's a bad day for you, Noble.
Willie G. knew you set him up.
Buford knows that you set him up.
You're gonna have other guys comin' here.
- You gotta protect me. - I got to.
Cruz, what are you doin'?
Whatever you're doin...
I said focus, Bosco.
- Think what's important. - I am.
Get us Buford.
I will, I can do that.
You'll testify to every single one
of your notes, otherwise
you're on your own.
The Disciples can have your ass.
I'll do whatever you want me to do.
- We got a deal? - Yes, we got a deal.
Get out, you were never here.
Can I have my gun?
Are you nuts, man? Huh?
What if this happens
again? I'm gonna need it.
I can't testify if I'm dead!
No one sees it or you.
- No, no, no, Cruz. - I understand.
Cruz, what are you thinkin'?
What are you thinkin'?
- What are you.. - Hey, hey, hey!
You lose him, you lose
everything that we've been working for.
What the hell are we working for
if this guy can walk
away for killin' somebody?
He's a Disciples drug dealer.
The guy is nobody.
There are still other ways, Cruz.
Not anymore.
5-5 crime sergeant to Central.
Request EMS to patrol supervisor
at this location 806 east 119.
Advise all units we're
looking for a male Hispanic
'mid-20s, last seen running south'
'on Lex.'
'10-4, copy that 5-5 crime, sergeant.'
Is there a shooter?
Yeah, in the wind. Did you
not hear my description?
'All units, be advised, the suspect'
'mid-20s, Hispanic,
headed south on Lexington.'
We'll start a canvas.
Is everybody safe?
'Yeah, we're good.'
Go do a canvass.
'Put up some damn tape or something.'
Make yourself useful. Do something.
Yes, ma'am.
I said clear the scene,
officer, are you deaf?
No, I hear you. Loud and clear.
What are we gonna tell homicide? Hm?
Huh?
We followed Willie here.
He was alone, we were expecting
he was leading us to Buford.
He entered, we heard two voices.
'Two males arguing loud'
and then, bang-bang.
We drew our guns, kicked in the door
here was Willie G.
Shooter was already at the window.
Boscorelli got a look at him.
Hispanic male, mid-20s?
'Boscorelli?'
Um..
Yeah, I'm pretty sure.
Was.. Wasn't much of a look.
But we did get a half-name
off the victim before he croaked on us.
Stevie.
Half a name's not gonna get us
a dying declaration, Maritza.
But it's better than nothing.
'Stevie, it is.'
- 'So, anything else?' - What?
Details? Anything she's forgotten?
No, that's about how it happened.
About, huh?
It is.
That's how it happened.
- Noble. - Hey, it's me.
Oh, hey, Kim!
- How you doin'? - You know..
I'm doin'.
Um... and I'm off in about half an hour.
So, you are, great.
'How'd the interview go?'
Uh, well, uh, interesting to say the least.
Uh... is this a bad time?
Uh, no, no, no, no. Not at all.
'You sure?'
Yeah, absolutely, uh.
So, will I be seein' you tonight?
Yeah, what the hell, right?
Uh... yeah.
Hey, excellent, excellent.
So, Rao's?
Oh, um, uh, no, no, no.
No tables, right?
'No, I-I mean, right, yeah. No tables.'
Yeah. Some big shot you are.
Yeah. Big shot, right.
'So, where, though?'
Uh, if it's all the same to you
the restaurant at my hotel.
You think this is a
booty call you're getting?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It's not that. Let's just say, uh..
It's been an awfully
long, tiring day, and, uh..
I, I'm just sort of in the mood
to stay around home, you know?
I mean, it's-it's the Millrose.
'It's a great place.'
Oh, yeah, uh, uh, I've heard that.
Well, um..
You want me to send a car?
Uh, no, no.
I, um, it's-it's good.
'Alright. I can find it.'
Alright, I'll be waiting.
- I'll be there. - 'I'll see ya.'
- 'Buh-bye.' - Bye.
If you don't wanna help, just say so.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Where's your head?
Nowhere.
That seem okay to you in there?
- Okay, how? - I don't know.
They just seemed like they
were in a hurry to get rid of us.
This is Cruz, it's when she's
not bitchy that I get worried.
She's insecure, overcompensates
and never lets anyone
forget that she's in charge.
Yeah, that's her in a nutshell.
Yeah, but she's weak.
And the weak always get what's comin'.
Yeah, I don't know about always.
At the end of the day,
it's none of my concern.
That other guy, he, uh,
he used to be my partner.
I know.
Used to be, then it's
none of our concern, is it?
I guess you're right.
You know, I have a personal policy.
Never to stick my nose
where it doesn't belong.
I got my own stuff to worry about.
I love the sound of that.
It's a lot easier than you think.
It's none of my concern.
Calm down, Bosco.
"Calm down?"
I let you do the talkin'
now I'm the one who saw Stevie.
And I'm the one who gave
the name, what's it matter?
Stevie didn't kill nobody.
He was one of the two
Disciples coming to kill Noble.
Do you know that Willie
wasn't just using him
to get to Noble?
- So what? - So..
- "So what?" - So what?
So, what if they catch him? There's no way
he's gonna take the rap for killin' Willie.
They'll never find him.
Not with what we gave 'em.
So what if they do, huh?
Look at me. What if they do?
I'm telling you, they won't.
No one is gonna believe
the word of some skell hitman
over our word anyway.
We're in a war here, Bosco.
War means sacrifice.
'One less Stevie means nothing'
compared to all the kids
that we are going to save
'by taking this Buford down
along with his meth business.'
I don't like Noble either.
But right now, he is our ticket.
He is our ticket right
now, bigger than ever
because this cabron owes us.
- Excuse me. - Yes, miss.
I'm, I'm meeting Aaron Noble.
I'm a little late. So,
uh, maybe he's sitting.
Uh, no. No, I'm sorry.
Mr. Noble's not listed here.
Uh, he's a guest at the
hotel. Shall I buzz him?
No. No, it's alright. Thanks.
Oh... no, you don't.
- There you are. - Martina.
You were gonna let her get away from me?
Ah, your usual table, Mr. Noble?
Oh, not tonight, I think.
Maybe something in the back.
- Like a booth, kind of private? - Okay.
- Is that okay with you?
- Yeah, it's great.
Um, I brought you a copy of my last book.
I thought you'd wanted to have it.
"Ley-line Fever." It's great.
You look beautiful, Kimberly.
Thank you. You aren't so bad yourself.
Eh. I clean up okay.
This way.
- Oh, no. - Look familiar?
- 'You got him.' - 'I didn't do nothing.'
'I swear it.'
Uh, Stevie Nunez. Is this the guy you saw?
Like I said, it wasn't
that great of a look.
You didn't see nothing,
punk. I didn't do nothing.
Why'd you scoop him up?
The uniforms bumped into him on a canvas
Hispanic male answering to Stevie
not three blocks from the shooting.
Genius.
Yeah, for a junkie parole violator
'he was playing it pretty cocky too'
'until we asked him what
he knew about Willie.'
What're you saying, he confessed?
Hardly. No.
He's got a whole other tall story.
Says, uh, he was gonna get
high with some rider guy he met.
'No names, of course.'
'And this Willie Griffin
asked to come along.'
Rider in that neighborhood?
Yeah, tell me about it.
Says, uh, as soon as they got to the place
Willie G. got tough,
rider guy starts firing
'little Stevie high tails it out the back.'
That's when you two came in, I guess.
I guess.
Only you said Willie G. was alone.
- He was alone. - Yeah, he was alone.
Well, we still got no
gun, no other witnesses.
So who the hell knows?
The only thing we got is
this mysterious rider guy.
Some alibi, huh?
Are you kidding me?
Outside.
What the fuck?
What're the chances?
- We can't do this. - We can.
No, this is.. The kid
isn't even a Disciple.
Okay, he's just some junkie
going to Noble, going to get Noble high.
That's his story.
Now, if you want to win
this, and I know you do
we have to stick to ours.
I'll put Buford down,
you'll get you a gold shield.
We'll both go to jail.
And if that happens
every case we have
closed in our entire career
will be called into question.
Every skell we've ever locked up
will get an appeal and set
free. Is that what you want?
Stick to the story.
'Where's Charlie?'
Oh, he just walked out.
Well, he forgot his lunch.
As usual.
Where's my kiss?
I'm never leaving, you know.
- What? - I'm always here.
I'm always your mother.
I'm always with you.
And no matter how much we fight
or what awful things
we might say to each other.
There's not a second that
goes by that I don't love you.
And I'm never leaving.
Yeah.
Okay.
See ya.
That was nice.
She used to climb all over me, remember?
When she was little?
You'd ask her for a hug
and she'd jump into your arms
and she'd hold on like there was no place
in the world she'd rather be?
I remember.
I was thinking a lot about what you said..
Yesterday, you know, about trusting her.
And... it seems a little difficult
to sort into, you know.
You know what I thought about yesterday?
You and me.
The things we were doing
when we were her age.
I was already sneaking over to your place
and guess who was lettin' me in?
- That was different. - No, it wasn't.
But I don't want her to end up like us.
What? Are we so bad?
No, you know what I mean. I..
I just want her to have choices.
She will.
If we listen to her, try to understand her.
Trust her.
A united front.
Hm?
Okay. Okay.
Uh..
Is she around?
It's a little early, isn't it?
Fred, please, give me a break.
The last time you showed up at our door
stupid things happened.
What?
Look, whatever I did..
Believe me, whatever
I did, I'm sorry. Okay?
I just need to talk to your wife.
Are you here?
One second.
What is it now?
I'm in a bad place, Faith.
Oh, really?
Yeah. It's Cruz.
You were right.
- Everything you said
about... - Bosco, stop.
I knew that she crossed
the line every once in a while
but I thought it was for
the greater good, you know.
- That's how she sees it and...
- Right, this is not my problem.
Just listen to me for one
second. Just listen, please.
There's this notebook
and I-I see in this notebook
this writer guy, he's been..
He's got stuff about her, about
her reputation on the street
and she's been cutting corners a long time.
And you're surprised?
I need advice. Okay?
I need your help, Faith.
Please.
Look at me.
- Please, I-I wouldn't be here... - I know.
You wouldn't be here
if it wasn't important.
I know that.
You'd probably be tellin'
me to mind my own business
which is what I'm gonna do from now on.
I can't help you, Bosco.
Those days are over. I got my own life.
And my own problems.
I'm sorry.
Faith..
Good luck.
Yo-hoo. Breakfast is served.
Mm..
What is that, like your
tenth cup of coffee?
Oh, well, I'm addicted. What can I say?
We... each have our own
drug of choice, don't we?
- I needed this so badly.
- You and me both.
No, I mean, this is like one
of those times where I had
no idea how badly I
needed it until just now.
Well..
Or maybe last night sometime.
I needed that, too.
Amen.
Um, be right back.
I'll be here.
Yes.
What?
When?
Um.. Mm..
Um, who?
What did they look like?
A guy and a girl.
Badges. Okay, right. Right.
Time to end your part, Aaron.
- You said you'd call. - Oops.
Look, I got a guest on the balcony.
- Ooh. Female. - 'Uh, y-yeah. A female.'
I just want my life to
move on back to normal.
I want things to move on like
nothing ever happened, okay?
What you want is a hit? Hm? Hm?
Is it that obvious?
'It is, to me.'
Okay.
What do you say, Two-Bags?
You don't call me that.
Sorry.
Have a heart.
That's a little bit enough to tide me over.
I'm dry.
We came here to get
something from you, remember?
Why don't you, uh...
Yeah, I know.
'This is Buford's address'
as far as I know, it's,
well, his headquarters.
166, Saint Arthur, are you sure?
Yes, that's the place.
Alright, good, otherwise
we're just gonna have to, uh...
Yeah, I know, I'm on my own.
So why don't you get
back to your lady in there?
It's good to see you got
your priorities in order.
- Cruz, are you sure...
- Hey, I said goodbye.
Fine.
Good luck.
Oh, you need it more than us.
You ready?
Uh-huh.
Look at me.
Are you ready?
You know I got reservations.
Not about Buford, but I mean..
You mean about the
notebook I got in my drawer?
Among other things.
How much did you read?
Just about what Noble called you
just the part about Two-Bags-Cruz.
You know, your rep for
planting the occasional dime bag
to get some skell under your thumb.
Are you surprised?
That, uh, it was such common knowledge
on the street? Yeah.
Is that all you read?
Ain't that enough?
Guess you missed the part about Letty.
Your sister?
Yeah.
Letty, the hoe. Pass around Letty.
'Selling her body for drugs.'
Getting passed around like currency.
Didn't see it.
Yeah, well, I don't need
anybody else seeing it either.
Got it.
Do you?
Yup.
I just wish you would've told me before.
I wish you'd ask.
'All units in position.'
On my count.
Okay.
Bosco, don't ever go snoopin'
through my place again.
I won't be there again.
Even better.
On your count.
One, two..