The Shield

Previously on The Shield:

I'll shoot, man. I swear I'll shoot!

Are you deaf?

-Go ahead. -I said I'll shoot you!

Shoot!

Did you wanna get shot?

Julien, did you wanna die?

You have no idea.

You're gay, right? I'm your partner.

I know. It's not worth dying for.

Terry is losing his cherry tonight. He's coming with us.

Congratulation!

My guys tip you off that Terry was gonna take you down.

The bus just went bad.

My source at Justice is all over my ass.

He wants to know if you made us all accomplices to a murder.

"Farmington Cops Investigated for Stealing Drugs"?

I was sick when I saw that.

Do you know how this got out?

Yeah! You leaked it!

I'm tired, Vic.

I just can't keep explaining these messes or cleaning up after them.

Ben.

I just can't have your back anymore.

I thought I owed it to you to tell you.

-Let's go! On the ground! -Get down!

Police! Down!

Cethru, how many times do I gotta tell you?

Firearms and alcohol are a dangerous combination.

-See? -Get down on your knees.

I said, get down on your knees.

Cethru is upgrading his merch. Some of these might actually shoot.

Hey, Vic.

-Wishing your cock was that big? -Man, these are beautiful animals.

I can't believe they just let them rip each other apart.

-Just dumb birds, brother. -Where they taking them, man?

-Three little letters: KFC. -Come on, those are my best birds.

-Shut up. Move. -Wait. Come on. I can help you, man.

Cethru's smalltime. You want guns, I'll hook you up with the big guy.

Yeah? Who we talking about?

Listen, call off the butchers, and I'll tell you.

Why don't you tell me first.

Pazi Arombula. Is that big enough for you?

-You know where Pazi is? -He loves birds.

-He's in town for Dos Días de Sangre. -Two Days of Blood?

It's a big summer cockfight, all right?

I get you inside. You get Pazi.

Last I heard, those pits were filled with Filipinos and Mexicans.

I get some of my best fighters from rednecks in Louisiana.

-He'll blend right in. -Blow me, chicken man.

Pazi Arombula? He is bigtime.

I'll tell you when and where.

Check it out. Is it all there?

We're cool, man.

Here.

Tony!

Stop!

Tony!

Pazi's a gunrunning scumbag, who's wanted...

...by Mexican, federal, state and local authorities.

He's got close to a 3 million-peso bounty on his head.

Three million? Let me see that.

Vic, you gotta let me go undercover...

...and clean up this grease stain.

Last time I let you go undercover, you got beaten up by a stripper.

I was jumped by her thug boyfriend, and she was a dancer.

Shut up!

Vic, you got a minute?

Yeah, sure.

I'm surprised to see you. What's up?

-You and I, we've had a rough year. -Yeah, we did.

One rough year out of 20 years of friendship. That ain't bad.

With those percentages, I'd still be with my first wife.

-You're better off with Nancy. -I know.

-What's up, Ben? -I was in a hit-and-run tonight.

I think I killed the guy.

-You didn't stop? -I got out to check on him...

...and his gangbanger buddy took some shots at me.

I panicked and hightailed it. Man, what am I gonna do?

Tell the truth. If he took shots at you...

Vic, I been DUI four times. I got it hushed up.

Word gets out that I killed this guy, nobody's gonna believe I wasn't drunk.

-Christ, Ben. -Imagine me in prison, Vic.

Now, I know as rough as we left it last time...

...you can't want that. Right?

Can you help an old friend?

Ben, give me the keys. Shane, tell Suvani repairing this blue Mercedes...

...is top-priority and top-secret. I want it good as new by tomorrow.

-Right, boss. -Lem, get Ben home.

-Okay. -I'll find out who's on the case...

-...make sure it never hits you. -Thanks, Vic.

It was some slide. Impact dragged him 75 feet.

-Maybe you ought to call Guinness. -No, record's over 30 miles.

This isn't even a footnote. Anthony Nuñez, dealer extraordinaire.

Witnesses say he and a friend worked the corner over there.

-Where's the friend? -Didn't stick around.

-What about the car? -It's a blue Mercedes, four-door.

Witness was vague. Guy driving, little Latin number in the passenger seat.

High-end sedan. If it wasn't tricked-out,...

...he didn't live around here.

He must've been in a hurry to get home.

I'm having trouble. Do you know how to run this program?

-Are you doing okay? -I'm fine. Thanks.

If you're not ready to go back out, I understand.

No, really. I'm okay. It was just a one-time thing. I'm fine now.

You sure?

I know you're worried because you have to ride with me, but I'm okay.

Yeah, well, it's my life too, you know?

I know.

So say something that will make me feel better.

-I'm not gonna hang you out. -And?

And I'm gonna speak with my reverend, sort through things.

But my head is in it 100 percent.

I heard you guys scraped a dope-dealing banger off the pavement.

-Not pretty. -Crash-test dummy got an ID?

-Claudette, can I borrow you? -What for?

-A double homicide in the Grove. -Some morning.

You need me? I can pass the hit-and-run off to Walt.

Just Claudette. I'm going over there too.

It looks like it could be a messy situation.

Come on, we'll ride together.

-I'm still waiting. -Yeah.

Victim's name's Anthony Nuñez. You know him?

After summer vacation was over, we stopped writing.

That area, he's probably a Toro. Anything on the driver?

White guy, blue Mercedes, señorita in the passenger seat. That's it.

-There was a passenger. -Good news is, neighbours have seen...

...the car parked in the area at night.

Sounds like a little love tryst to me.

Toros do this thing called a toss-and-shoot.

What's that?

Toss a rival banger in front of a car.

They fire off a few rounds.

Scare the driver, make it look like a hit-and-run.

Maybe the driver killed the guy, didn't wanna get caught?

Why don't you let me give you a hand with this.

You wanna help me?

Ever since you rolled that serial killer,...

...you're the man around here.

-Right. -C-note says this is a toss-and-shoot.

-Gonna tell us what's going on? -Can I have your attention, please?

Now, people, please. Please, please. We need you to listen.

Give us some time to go inside and determine what happened.

We'll make an announcement when we know something.

Sweet Jesus. What's burning?

It's the garbage disposal. The motor burned out.

It looks like they were killed with a meat tenderiser.

Killer panicked, tried to dispose of the body.

The victim in the sink is Tanya Kramer.

The other is here sister, Violet Roosevelt.

-Any witnesses? -Well, the walls here are pretty thin.

A lot of people heard the screams.

-Captain. -Yes?

There's someone downstairs who can identify the killer.

Down there.

-Karen Mitchell? -You know her?

Yeah, I met her a few times during Morgan's re-election campaign.

-Karen, hello. -David.

-Councilman Morgan couldn't make it? -He's in Sacramento moving.

-He asked me to come and be his eyes. -Of course.

So if you need anything, just ask.

Well, I appreciate his help, yours too.

This is Maya Duffy. She saw the killer.

-Can you describe him? -His name's Wally Forton.

White guy. He was dating Tanya's daughter.

-What happened? -What happened is, they called 911...

...and it took you over an hour to show up.

-Over an hour. Are you sure? -Yeah, I'm sure.

We heard Tanya up there screaming at Wally. She called 911.

-And he didn't leave? -No, he went outside...

...waiting around for 20 minutes or so,...

...and then he went back and killed them.

-An hour. Can that be right? -I'll have to review the 911 tapes.

If it was a black man breaking in, it wouldn't take no hour.

Everybody gets equal treatment from this department.

Why are they dead, then?

Ma'am, come with me, please. I'll take the statement.

-Go by the car. -Whatever.

They'll want answers, and frankly, I think they deserve them.

Wally's girlfriend might be in danger. We need to find him, her or both.

I pulled the dead guy's known associates. Recognise anyone?

That's the guy's buddy right there. He's the one that shot at me.

Jesus Rosales. Yeah, he's a Toro.

Warrants for possession and intent to sell narcotics. No wonder he ran.

-Can you find him? -Who are you talking to here?

He got a good look at me. What if he decides I'm his bargaining chip?

We'll make him a better deal.

So when were you gonna tell me you were shagging a Latina?

-I didn't wanna get her involved. -She couldn't be more involved.

-Was she driving? -No, it happened just like I said...

-...except she was with me. -Who is she?

Sedona Tellez. I've been seeing her.

-What about Nancy? -We're all perfect?

Dutchboy's picked up her scent. You're gonna have to send her away.

Okay. Good idea.

Hey, Vic, she's not just some lay.

I love her.

Melissa left for the gym about two hours ago.

-Was she alone? -Yeah.

What about the boyfriend, Wally? Have you seen him?