Murder in the First

We're standing here at Whitman High School...

According to witness accounts...

...where you can see behind me

there are dozens of students here.

We don't really know what happened there at the bus.

They've got cards. They've got pictures.

All of them are grieving tonight

after that terrible tragedy.

It's something a lot of the students say that they've...

...don't have a lot of details at this time.

Obviously, a huge shock.

A lot of parents are here tonight.

As you can see, they've lit candles.

There's flowers they put up.

They've got candles and signs.

And some of them read "hero," "brother."

Beautiful, handwritten notes

expressing their emotion over this

and trying to make sense of what happened.

We don't have a lot of details at this time.

But we will be updating you with details as they come in.

This is Cathy Stone with KQWK3.

Hey, Cathy. It's Siletti.

Mr. Siletti! Cathy Stone, KQWK3.

Has there been a discussion

of federal involvement or terrorism charges in this case?

I'm sorry. I'm... I'm just here to pay my respects

as a private citizen.

You're the District Attorney of San Francisco.

You've got nothing to say?

Mr. Siletti, what's your position on the death penalty?

Do you consider the bus massacre

to be a criminal act worthy of capital punishment?

I consider what happened over the last two days

to be this city's most painful tragedy.

What I can do... What I must do as your District Attorney

is seek justice for the young people we lost.

They were San Francisco's children.

And their families' pain...

is our pain.

District Attorney Siletti here at Whitman High School.

We'll be updating you with details as they come.

Homicide and Crime-Scene unit are on the way.

In the meantime, stay out of that grow house.

Yo, yo, truth?

My mom gonna kill me if I'm late.

We'll call her.

She trippin' already.

Ever since those white fools shot up that bus,

she want to know where I'm at 24/7.

Ain't nobody shooting up buses out here.

'Sides, what's a boo like you doing in blue?

I work the Gang unit.

Jalil, where's the burner, the strap? Come on.

I already told you.

I don't know nothing about no gun, baby girl.

I was just slidin' through.

Who's that?

Homicide.

How much did this house yield?

Seven figures a month.

Wow.

Yeah. Every gang in the city

has got their hand in the grow game.

They're shipping as fast as they can

before the law catches up to them,

but it's getting messy.

There have been seven grow-house hits in this district alone

in the past month.

All well-executed, professional.

Connected?

Not my first instinct.

Different styles, different gangs.

This is a "bahala na" house... Filipino.

The last one was Samoan, down by the bakery.

Usually just simple smash-and-grabs.

But this situation here? This is new.

This kid work here?

No chance.

He's from China. Victor Chan, 18 years old.

California I.D. has him living in Stockton,

but address doesn't check out.

Jalil shot this kid?

We found Jalil on the ground with a twisted ankle.

No gun, no GSR on him, just blood on his shoes.

Yeah, along with some others.

Well, he came in with them... his crew.

Or Victor Chan's crew.

This kid was clearly connected.

Chan was flying solo.

Jalil rolled in here

with a bunch of stick-up kids from Potrero.

- How do you know? - He told me.

Then he realized he told me and zipped lips.

Oh.

These are goddamn kids.

So, no murder weapon, no CCTV,

and no witnesses other than Jalil?

No, not yet. But Jalil was definitely there.

I told him I was gonna arrest him,

but we should probably sweat him out in the box for a bit

before we do anything official.

We might as well hit the kid for murder

if he's not talking, right?

He's 13.

We charge him with murder and his life's over,

so we better be right about this.

No, this kid was running with gangs, all right.

He's involved in a crime that ended in murder.

Navarro's right.

He's a worthy suspect in the eyes of the law.

Hey. Did you see this?

I didn't make Siletti to be a politician,

but this speech he gave last night at Whitman...

...it's... it's gone... it's gone viral.

I mean, there's, like, 400,000 views.

Terry, I'm not trying to bury Jalil, but...

Look at the board, Hildy.

We got 50 open ca... No, charge the kid.

We're gonna clear this up and move on.

And while Koto is gone, you two are riding together.

- Fine. - Cool.

So, if I'm with her, who's got, uh, Molky?

Junior McCormack.

- My brother? - Uh-huh.

He's sitting at my desk.

Hil-billy.

Where's he gonna sit?

- My desk. - I wasn't far off.

Come on. You didn't think

I was gonna be stuck in Vice forever, did you?

What are you gonna do without all your hookers and your blow?

Celebrate.

This Sunday... me, Mary, the girls, Mom and Dad.

You should come.

Mom's always crying that she doesn't get to see you.

Says she's forgetting what Louise looks like.

Uh, Terry, do you have

an assignment for him or something, please?

Yeah. You and Molk are gonna be on the Sarah Tran case.

I thought this was Homicide.

You really gonna stick me on a Missing-Persons case?

Hey!

It's a missing cop.

Get to work.

Made another fan.

We all prayed for those kids on the school bus,

but what we want to know is,

if y'all thinking about the kids here in Potrero?

They're dying, too!

The SFPD is here for you just as much as anyone else.

We want to talk about solutions.

That's what today is about.

Same line we always hear.

You know, we grateful for your pancakes.

Yo, they all gone?

What we really prefer is your protection.

Ain't that right?

Calm down!

Ladies and gentlemen, please calm down.

- Please take your seats. - Hey.

I can't hear you.

We want protection!

We want protection!

- I can't hear you. - We want protection!

We want protection!

It's medical, man.

You good, you good.

Then why you smiling?

I like your style.

I like that you're a banger with the balls

to light up in front of a room full of cops,

but then courteous enough to step outside to do it.

It's classy.

Respect.

Respect. From a soldier?

Soldier?

Soldier's ain't there for respect.

What, you a boss?

I didn't say that.

I'm just explaining to you how this works.

Okay.

A soldier enforces, you understand?

- Okay. - And bosses respect.

Okay. So, then, where's your shadow?

I know you can't be out here talking to no cop

without a sha... There he is.

What's your name?

- Who, me? - Mm-hmm.

"Retired."

This cat next in line?

Fatty B?

He ain't no boss.

Look at this thin mint.

He's skinny as one of them Chinese bitches

y'all pull out of them shipping containers.

Why you got to embarrass me in front of pork, man?

Oh, settle down, now.

We're here to reduce crime.

Why won't you tell me your name?