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Agent Swanson, Mike Franks, NIS.
Josephine Swanson.
Due to adverse working
conditions, I request
I be paired with someone other than Franks
for any future joint investigations.
Twitchy Tony is my CI.
Her and Tony got that brother/sister thing going.
I thought about your offer, Flaco.
Much as I'd like to put Luna away,
- I can't do it. - Luna capped
my cousin right in front of me.
His blood's on my hands.
But the people he kills tomorrow,
their blood's on yours.
Manuel Santiago.
Flaco's telling you to keep on me?
What would your work guys think?
You are a model
citizen named Johnny.
Johnny's probably a big-time chef.
I like Manny better.
He drove a 1962 Chevy Impala,
four-door hardtop in seafoam green.
Lala told us his name was Johnny,
but really, his name was Manny Santiago.
And I'm pretty sure she loved him.
Manny was the driver
for the head of the 63rd Street Chacales,
Felipe "Flaco" Navarro.
Manny provided
transportation to and from whatever business
Flaco needed to attend to.
Vamos.
Sometimes, Flaco would bring Manny in with him,
but if things were gonna get ugly,
he'd have Manny wait in the car.
Flaco knew Manny had never killed anyone.
That was a line Manny didn't want to cross.
Flaco respected the boundary.
The two of them went way back.
Flaco was already rising through the ranks
of the Chacales at 16.
When Manny's mom went to prison,
Flaco brought him into the fold.
Go.
Told him they could be brothers.
So, that's what they were.
Manny had other things he wanted to be,
but once you were in the Chacales,
the only way out was to die.
So he held on to what he could.
His boundaries
and his manners.
Having Manny around made it easier
for Flaco to have manners, too.
And that meant something to Flaco.
Maybe it was a way for him to hang on
to the last bit of his humanity.
Flaco didn't know that Manny was going to church
to see Lala.
You mentioned you've been going to church.
I just wanted to support.
Appreciate you, bro.
Try it on.
If it got out they were together,
Lala would lose her job.
And Manny, well, brotherhood and manners aside,
Flaco would kill him.
And that wasn't a figure of speech.
It's getting too dangerous.
Do you want to stay in that life
or not?
No.
Then I'm gonna get you out.
You need to give me something on Flaco.
I can't do that.
If he goes to prison,
the Chacales implode.
You'll be able to walk away.
You put him away,
he'll get the chair.
I can't be the reason he dies.
Listen to me, we'll never get him on everything he's done.
We'll get him on one murder.
One murder in a gang war.
He'll go to prison, but they won't sentence him
to death. You know he belongs behind bars.
- You don't get it. - You said he was getting worse.
I know what I said.
It's not just a gang war anymore.
Innocent people are getting killed.
- You said that to me... - They are!
They are.
One murder.
Just give me the info on one hit
Flaco did that you were nowhere near.
Something that can't be traced back to you.
Rico Luna.
Luna's dead?
The guy Flaco's been badgering me
to take down for months?
- Flaco got impatient. - That can't be right.
We would've heard. Luna's guys would be retaliating.
They think he's in Medellín on business.
It happened three days ago.
Luna called a meeting to negotiate a truce,
just him and Flaco.
Where?
Fallbrook.
Abandoned construction site off of Clancy Road.
By the pond.
Lala, let me in!
I'm coming! It's Randy,
he's picking me up for work, he probably wants coffee.
Just-just get in the bathroom. I'll get him out quick.
Lala, open the frickin' door, dude.
I'm out of coffee, let's go.
Move, I need to use the bathroom.
- No. No, no, no. - What's all the ruckus?
I'm trying to watch my program.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Parsons. We were just leaving.
Lala, no, I can't hold it all the way to work.
No.
He's taking you to work?
So you're still not driving
since your horrible accident, huh?
No, you can't go in there! My toilet's broken!
- No! - Sorry, I should've clarified,
it's only number one.
Whew! Your toilet looks fine, by the way.
You know how clogged toilets, they get that scary look?
Like the water's a little too high
and there's bits of toilet paper floating around
like they're in some kind of threatening snow globe?
There's none of that here.
I'm confident I can fix it.
No. No, no. There's no time.
I-I got a tip on a case.
Hang on, let me take a look.
Hey, no!
- I fixed it. - Okay, come on.
I got a tip about a construction site in Fallbrook.
We need to check it out, okay?
Hold your horses.
Cleanliness is next
- to godliness. - Come on!
Are you mad 'cause I fixed your toilet when you couldn't?
In the car, Bernard!
Your bathroom smells really good, by the way.
Did you get a new manly potpourri?
Probie and Mary Jo!
Good morning. You see the sun out there?
It is shining like nobody's business.
Looks like you and Gary Callahan
got some good cuddles in over the weekend?
No, no, but I do got good news.
I believe the time has come.
I'm ready to take on a new lady companion.
- Really? - I mean,
I ain't never gonna get over Tish...
the woman's the love of my life... but I'm pretty sure
I'm back to putting out my scent.
You know what I mean?
No.
I stopped at a gas station.
Lady was filling up her Camry.
She can't take her eyes off me.
You see, my body puts out a scent
when it's ready for female company.
The ladies can't resist it.
- I don't smell anything. - Well, you're immune
'cause you're my best friend.
- What about Lala? - Well, she's immune 'cause she's half man.
Look alive, friends. We got a case.
Lala got an anonymous tip. We need to check it out.
You got an anonymous tip
- at home? - Mm-hmm.
Are you kidding me? Did Gail forward the tip line
to your apartment again?
Gail!
Come on. Apparently, there's something shady going on
at an abandoned construction site in Fallbrook.
That's Fallbrook's case then.
No, tip said it's likely Flaco Navarro's involved.
You think he's peddling drugs out there?
Fallbrook asked us to check it out
because we have a relationship with him.
When did you talk to Fallbrook?
It was on the radio on the ride in. Wasn't it more like
you told them you were gonna check it out and they didn't
- give a crap? - Come on, let's go!
Franks, giddyap!
Rando, good news.
I am back to giving my scent out.
No way. That's phenomenal, boss!
We should get a piñata or something to celebrate.
Tip said Flaco was doing something near the pond.
Everybody, spread out, clear the place.
- Randy and I'll take the building over here. - I got twelve o'clock.
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