Training Day

L.A.'s always been a hunting ground.

They built these streets over old game trails.

Indians stalked deer down La Cienega Boulevard.

Rangers tracked horse thieves into Beverly Hills.

I've been hunting armed men through this city

since O.J. was doing Hertz commercials,

and I can tell you, one thing never changes,

not in 11,000 years...

Nobody sees it coming.

Shut up! Shut up!

This isn't going well.

How so?

Rhodes! We still have options here, man!

No! Por favor!

Keep him talking.

Hey, Rhodes. I got an idea.

You should take me hostage, huh?

Gas!

Don't shoot!

If we want this tree to last,

we got to be careful with the roots.

So we can let it breathe,

just like this, Kyle.

Dad. They're gonna ruin everything.

Who?

No, they're not.

They've been expelled from the garden.

They know what happens if they mess with it.

Listen, being a man is not about how tough you are, Kyle.

Anybody can throw a punch, pull a trigger.

Tearing stuff down, that's easy.

Building up...

that's hard.

Remember that.

We try to leave this world

a little better than we found it.

Witnesses tell the Channel 9 News

that Officer Craig dove through a second-story fire escape...

Babe, you married a cop. This is what you signed up for.

Kyle, listen to me.

You are the love of my life.

But, baby, you've got a blind spot.

You think you're out there chasing crooks.

You're not.

You're chasing your father's ghost.

People who killed him, whoever they are,

they got a 10-year head start on me.

They're still out there somewhere, walking free.

Just don't get so caught up in the past

you forget that we have a future.

I'll work on it.

Thank you.

- Oh, and I'm so proud of you, Kyle. - Mm-hmm.

I'm so glad you're okay, Kyle.

Mm.

How's your back?

Try me.

Hello?

Officer Craig. Deputy Chief Lockhart.

Um, yes, ma'am. Is there a problem?

Meet me at City Hall at 0900.

And wear something presentable.

Thank you very much, Deputy Chief.

Oh, thank you so much.

Hey.

There he is, the man of the hour.

Just doing my job, ma'am.

Modest, like your old man.

Tell me, Kyle, what do you know about the Alonzo Harris scandal?

We studied him in ethics class.

He was a great cop,

but somewhere along the line, he lost the meaning.

What they don't tell you in ethics class

is what happened to this city in the aftermath.

Judges tossed out every case

that Alonzo as much as breathed on.

Packs of violent predators released back into the wild.

The murder rate in this city soared.

Alonzo was still killing long after his death.

No one talks about that part.

Because the people who paid the price

were the wrong color

or died on the wrong side of the freeway.

Exactly.

Kyle, I need you to go undercover

and stop a rogue cop

from becoming the next Alonzo Harris.

You'll be promoted to the rank of detective

and reassigned to S.I.S.

But in actuality, you'll be maintaining

close surveillance on one of the finest investigators

this department has ever produced.

Come on. Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch.

Kid, come here.

Come here. I'm not gonna bite you.

L.A.P.D., Olympic Division.

Hey, you got little hands.

Reach in there and grab those doughnuts while I shake this.

That's stealing.

Our tax dollars pay for these pastries, pal.

They belong to us.

Come on. Nobody's looking.

That's it. Get those little hands in there.

Yeah, Yeah, yeah.

Ah.

Nice.

The hell happened to you?

Your dad make parole or something?

Nah. Moreno, man.

He runs a dope house on my block.

I have to walk past it on my way to school.

He wants me to be a lookout for him.

Guess he ain't used to hearing "no" from people.

Wait, Moreno?

South Side Tracy... That Moreno?

And you turned him down.

What the hell's the matter with you, kid?

Lookout, man, that's easy money.

Yeah, well, I don't want no part of it.

Your funeral. Look, here's the deal.

You see that tub of type 2 diabetes over there

with the ass in the front of his pants,

looks like he was born to die on the toilet?

You wait around long enough,

he might run out of excuses and take a battery report.

But you'll just wind up right down here tomorrow.

It's not like these South Siders are gonna get bored

beating the crap out of you.

And nobody here is gonna do anything about it till they kill you.

Then you'll investigate your homicide,

but they won't catch him

'cause nobody's gonna testify against a gang banger anyway.

You want my professional advice?

Don't make it hard on yourself.

Take the lookout job.

You know what?

Go to hell.

Better.

You're a cop?

Well, technically.

Name's Frank.

Allen.

Nice to meet you, Allen.

Come on.

Ha!

Buy you breakfast.

Look, Allen, this neighborhood's got no shortage of knuckleheads.

Hell, if I'd have been raised by an invisible dad,

my mom feeding me Funyuns for breakfast,

I'd be worse than any of them.

Come to think of it, I am worse than any of them.

But you're better than that.

You read me?

Everything you just said is racist.

Just get your ass to school.

Probably better if you're not here for this next part.

Morning, Hoss.

Yeah!

Damn, Eastwood. Easy.

Quit whining, you big baby.

You ought to be thanking me.

Yeah? For what?

Saving your ass from the fire.

What fire?

This fire.

Aah!

Ah, Frank!

Whew!

Okay, everybody, listen up.

This franchise officially closed

due to numerous fire code violations.

And Moreno.

Next time I hear you beat up on a kid like that,

I swear to God they won't be foam bullets.

You talking about Allen?

Come on, Frank, you know me better than that, man.

Never touched the kid!

One of my overenthusiastic homies exceeded his authority.

That problem's been dealt with accordingly.

We referred that fool to H.R.

Yeah, well, as a great philosopher once said,

mo' money, mo' problems.

Frank!

You know, I like patrol.

Keeps me in shape, and I get to meet a lot of firemen.

Most of all, though, I like the simplicity of it.

You get in a car with Frank Rourke

and it'll never be simple again.

I'll be all right.

You're a good man, Kyle.

Promise me you won't get lost out there.

Just happened to be driving by when I saw the fire,

so I entered the premises to render aid

to any persons who I thought might be trapped inside.

With a riot gun?

Hey, man, you never know.

You gonna write me the commendation or what?

Detective Rourke.

Kyle Craig.