The Shield

Read the prepared statement,

and then ask for questions.

And expect Hanrady to ask

about the Wilky Gardens bust.

Deflect, but don't deny.

Right. You got your notes?

Don't need them.

Thanks for making the trip, fellows.

And now here's Captain David Aceveda.

Thank you, Wanda.

The Farmington District of Los Angeles,

which I've been commanding

for the last four months,

has traditionally been one of the most dangerous

and crime-ridden areas of the city.

Some reporters have gone so far

as to label Farmington a war zone.

Oh, shit. Go. Go.

I'm proud to announce

that murders, rapes, armed robberies,

and many other violent crimes

have decreased dramatically in this district

in the last six months.

Under my direction, law enforcement officers

now participate in neighborhood outreach programs.

Already, the effect is being felt by local families.

Mothers feel safer as they shop for groceries.

Too late, G-man.

With the continued support of community leaders

and ordinary citizens,

we can make the Farmington district

a safer home...

for all of us.

Moth err-

That's for running, asshole. Shit.

Get up.

What the hell, man?

Hey, look at that booty.

Looks like you got some kind of third 'nad

going down there.

Let me get that for you.

No way.

Shit! Shit!

I got an evidence bag here somewhere, boss.

No, that's okay. I got it.

All right.

Come on. Come on.

Buenos dias.

Any questions?

Christ, you do not see a pair like that every day.

It's called rigor.

Well, rigor or no rigor, that's a serious rack.

You wanna give them a squeeze?

How much time do we got before the ME. shows up?

Victim's sister's outside. Wants to know what happened.

Dutch is in charge of all potential criers.

Thanks.

You the first one here?

Yeah, me and Julien got the call.

The last few weeks,

dead bodies seem to follow you around.

Yeah, I'm a real fun-time gal.

Any notions on this one?

The nature of the wounds... We're definitely looking

ataninexpeflenced, underachiever-type.

Covering up the genitals

says he was ashamed of what he did.

Family member, boyfriend...

He's gonna break, easy.

Let me go!

Goddamn it. Get off my back...

Miss... Miss, I need you to calm down.

Who are you?

Detective Wagenbach.

Is she dead?

There's a young woman inside.

We haven't determined her identity yet.

This is my sister Nancy's place.

Like I said, we don't know who she is yet.

Long blond hair, pretty.

That sounds like her.

I'm sorry.

Ma'am.

Uh... ma'am.

She's blowing him. Check it out.

Where's Jenny?

Jenny?

Nancy's little girl. Where is she?

Come with me.

Guess what's missing.

Oh, shit, son.

I know.

It just got interesting.

Hey, sarge.

Thanks.

I gotta hit the head. I'll see you in the clubhouse.

Hey.

Hey, doll.

Just in time. I've got some reporters here.

You feel like talking?

Nah.

You sure?

Gilroy and the chief are gonna push this story really hard.

Your team deserves a lot of credit.

Nah. Let the poster boy do his thing.

Talk to you.

Peterson, the john's still not working?

The plumber must have gotten lost.

Look, the city wants to thank us for a job well done.

How about making sure

we don't all have to cram into the same goddamn stall.

Amen, brother.

Vic, can I see you?

Give me a sec.

I need you now.

I'm taking a piss...

provided a spot in the ladies' room opens up.

I got my fingers crossed.

Now.

Aye, aye, captain.

Right.

Get off me, man.

Have fun in here, bro.

You remember Miguel Esteana.

Sure.

Miguel's a piece-of-shit drug dealer

with the 25th Street Coronas.

This is the kind of attitude you foster under your command?

Mr. Esteana's attorney, Jose Garcia.

I know Jose.

He represents

a bunch of piece-of-shit drug dealers.

What I do is ensure my client's rights

aren't violated by thugs like you.

Mr. Esteana claims

you used excessive force during his arrest.

Really.

Is that what you claim, Miguel?

That is some hickey. Boyfriend give you that?

No, I say you did it with some pliers.

I don't recall any pliers.

I do remember

the eight dime bags of pure H we nabbed you with, though.

The search, we'll be contesting

with Judge McAllister.

I'm sorry.

I'm drawing a blank on this whole...

pliers thing.

Feel free to ask any of my guys,

but I don't think

they'll remember it that way either.

You're a disgrace.

That's funny. I don't recall signing up for ethics class

from a scumbag drug lawyer.

Is that all, or can I go take that piss?

So Miguel is lying.

Anything to stay out of jail.

Fourth complaint since I came here.

Lucky for me you don't believe them.

Keep smiling for the cameras.

See what you can do

about getting the men's john fixed.

I stopped listening to you five minutes ago.

I'm just saying our unsub's disorganized,

probably a record, not a history of violence.

Unsub?

Unidentified subject.

You mean the killer?

Yeah.

Then just say that. Christ.

You think Danny would go out with me?

Danny?

This study says

over 40% of female law enforcement

meet their spouses on the job.

You wanna start dating again, fine...

but why chase after a unit cop in our own station?

That's just lazy, son.

Get her out of her uniform,

I'll bet she's a knockout.

Sign up for dance classes,

take out an ad, join a book club...

For God's sake, show some imagination.

Gee, no wonder your wife left you.

Hey, hey.

Lucy had intimacy issues unrelated to me.

Right. Unrelated to you.

Buzzer, sarge.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

If you're such an expert,

how come both your husbands left you?

It sure as hell

wasn't for a lack of imagination.

You got a missing kid?

Jenny Reborg...

We found her mother stabbed to death.

Any leads?

We're following some things up.

What have you got so far?

The girl's father's a crackhead.