Bosch

Vegas, L.A. I have such a warped idea of Christmas weather.

Maybe for Christmas vacation, we can go to Vail or somewhere with snow.

The Gentrys are going to Vail.

Or Aspen, one or the other.

Are you listening?

I could get you a snow globe.

Nice save.

What's going on with you, Dad? Are you worried about the IA thing?

It's a pain and a time sink.

I just have to work around it.

By submitting to this coerced involuntary interview,

I am in no way waiving rights afforded me by the Peace Officer's Bill of Rights Act.

Familiar with the Lybarger.

That a question?

I have your complaint history here. I know how you feel about IA.

I don't see how you could.

That we're out for scalps.

-That's not me. -Right.

Let's get started, shall we?

-Have you seen the cell phone video? -Yes.

Does it clearly depict your interaction with District Attorney O'Shea?

Yes.

Do these photographs accurately illustrate specific moments

from that encounter?

Conduct unbecoming, clearly.

Add to that, the obligation of LAPD officers

to provide "close cooperation with prosecutors"

as stated in the manual,

and we have a problem.

Agreed?

May I ask you a question?

Well, if it's relevant.

You ever worked a case for two years,

then had the DA kick it because it wasn't a slam-dunk,

because he was more concerned with his win-loss record

than obtaining justice?

Because that's what this encounter was about.

That's your rationale?

Duly noted.

I lost my temper, Sergeant. There's no contesting it.

But I know O'Shea didn't file this 128.

-He didn't have to. -Did he sign on to it?

-No. He declined. -He was the injured party.

Public perception of the department is also the injured party.

I'll be writing a SKELLY and requesting the chief support mediation.

Like the last time.

And the next.

You're predictable, detective.

Well, congrats. You made it through without killing her.

And you were brilliant in there defending me.

I thought I handled it pretty well.

How'd it go?

I heard that.

Shit.

Fingerprints put Jesse Tafero in Gunn's apartment.

Maybe he plays dumb, denies knowing him.

Hey, we got him where we want him.

The bartender ID's Jesse Tafero as the guy drinking with Gunn

the week before his murder.

Jesse wanted to be a cop too, like his big brother.

-What happened? -Tanked the exam.

Didn't make it into the Academy.

Chip on his shoulder?

Maybe he wants to prove he's smarter than us.

No doubt.

I'd like to get him in here as a wit, not a suspect.

He works security at an apartment complex on Hollywood near Argyle.

-Guard? -Supervisor.

Well, that's good.

He won't want to talk in front of his guys.

Try to get him here.

Make him think it's his idea, if you can.

That's the right play.

And if his watch looks like it matches those marks?

We'll swab it for DNA.

-How are you gonna get it? -We'll ask him.

-And if he won't go along? -Plan B, arrest his ass.

Okay. Step at a time. Pierce, do a warrant for the swab.

You know, Rudy came up when we did.

Maybe he taught Jesse how to do it.

You can learn the chokehold anywhere, off the internet.

Maybe.

You think Rudy was there, too?

-That he did Gunn? -Well, it's not a stretch.

Jesse's brother, Holland's muscle.

Well, we got nothing on Rudy that puts him there.

You got something?

Something you're holding back?

Just a thought.

DNA on that roach you picked up near your house came back.

Woody Woodrow.

That's who I was chasing.

Car still hasn't turned up.

We need to talk to him.

Use this to get a warrant on his place, confirmation swab.

Already on it.

You think Billets will spring for overtime?

DNA should buy us a couple of extra days of surveillance.

You really are an optimist under all that dark shit.

That's me, Mr Glass-Half-Full. Come on.

We'll hit up Billets on our way to the beach.

Captain Lewis.

Thank you for seeing me, sir.

I just wanted to give you a heads up.

Bosch met with IA this morning.

I'm aware of that.

Bullpen chatter says it didn't go well at all.

I'm shocked, shocked that it didn't go well.

No surprise.

And I also wanted you to know I have spoken with Lieutenant Billets.

She's capable but been at Hollywood a long time.

Her guys adore her but that's not always a positive.

I've been trying to tighten things up since I came on board.

You and Billets have a personal connection, right?

Family?

Married to her ex.

Sounds complicated.

The lieutenant and I do our best to keep our personal lives separate.

I'm sure you do. Still...

may not be the best situation in the long run.

Sir, I hope you don't think I came here to undermine Grace in any way.

I think the world of her.

Goes without saying.

Well, thank you, Captain.

Let's wait and see what IA says about Bosch and then take it from there.

Yes, sir.

We agreed to work as partners till this one's done.

That's what we're doing.

You should've come to me, Jerry.

-You ever gonna get over that? -Working on it.

But yeah.

I'm your partner.

And you can count on me.

-So you do count on me. -Working on it.

Hey.

Robertson and Pierce, Hollywood Division. Jesse Tafero?

Oh, guilty as charged. How can I help you?

We're hoping you might be able to do exactly

-that help us out with a case. -Oh, sure, yeah, if I can.

If you could give us, say, 10, 15 minutes.

Now's not a great time.

Could you come back later today?

What do you think?

Might be cutting it close.

Maybe meet you on my break.

You sure you can't just do this now, get it out of the way?

The thing is, you know, time is of the essence.

Yeah. Okay.

You can come to the station for a minute. That'd work, right?

That would be better in a lot of ways.

-Private. -We're over on Wilcox.

-I know where you are. -Take DeLongpre, we're there in 5:00.

On second thought, why don't we talk here?

Well, there's a guy we'd like to show you.

-A suspect? -Maybe. Or a witness.

-Okay. What's the case? -187.

-It's called... -A homicide.

-You know the code. -Yeah, I do, as a matter of fact.

I can take my car. Save you a trip back.

-Perfect. -Great.

-You want us to pick him up if he shows? -No, just call me.

But if he comes home and decides to go back out again, do not lose him.

Yeah, no worries. We got this.

-Back to the house? -Yeah.

I want to see how Robertson's doing with Jesse Tafero.

Ballsy, letting him drive himself.

What if he takes off?

Sometimes, you make an informed decision, hope that it pans out.

Is that Santiago-speak for "roll the dice"?

If he rabbits now, we have cause to give him serious grief.

You and Bosch are different,

-but in some ways... -Hey, you know, you don't want

to finish that sentence.

If your name is Santiago, why do they call you Jimmy?

Santiago is Spanish for James.

-No kidding. -Hey, hey, hey!

-Keep on moving! -Watch the road!

Keep fucking moving! Let's go!

Move! Go! Go!

Shit. Damn it.

6W51.

Do we have an airship over Hollywood?

Any airship over Hollywood, come in. W51 requesting.

- Air 8 at Western and Santa Monica. -W51.

Request Air 8 go to an available TAC frequency.

Air 8, W51, switch to TAC 2 channel 41.

There he is.

Air 8 here. What you got?

Disregard, Air 8.

False alarm. Sorry.

Back off.

You sure?

Everybody has favorite shortcuts.

He just wanted to take Fountain.

Tell me, Ms Benitez, why shouldn't I admit testimony

-from Detective Bosch's civil trial? -It's irrelevant.

Defense's intent here is obvious and exclusively prejudicial.

It establishes a disturbing and career-long pattern

-of rogue behavior by Detective Bosch. -It does nothing of the kind.

Rumors and allegations.