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should be proud for your race.

My race?

Yeah, your race.

- Are you f***ing with me?

- No.

You Latinos.

You're a proud people, right?

- You Latinos?

- Yeah.

All right, I suppose you missed

the racial sensitivity training.

No, I took that.

Why?

Look, Gary, I don't care

if you're a bigot or a racist.

I really don't care.

It doesn't affect me at all.

I just care that you and I get the

job done and that you have my back.

- Are we clear?

- Of course.

Good. And I'm not

any of those things,

so you got

nothing to worry about.

And I certainly

have your back.

Oh, and, Gary,

if you touch me,

I will shoot you.

Okay, we're setting up boundaries.

That's... I understand that.

What?

What's up, kid?

How was school today?

The same.

Whoa. What the hell

happened to you?

Oh. Uh, I got jumped...

on the train.

Jesus Christ, Sean.

- Did you file a report?

- No, it happened so fast.

I couldn't tell you

what they looked like.

Your father

must be sick about this.

Yeah, he is.

I really don't want to

talk about it, Billy.

No problem.

Hope you got a couple of

shots in at least.

Just one.

I'm leaving now.

I'll be there, Richard.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Do you work here?

No. I don't work here.

You look a little young to be a cop,

so what are you doing here?

Um...

Billy, I mean, Detective Baldwin

knows I'm here.

I'm just, uh, printing...

this off and,

it's getting late so...

I'm sure it's all right.

I just...

It's my first day here today

so I'm just trying to be careful.

Yeah, it's no problem.

Um, but I'm gonna,

I'm gonna go.

Ten minutes.

I promise.

I don't know, Richard.

Maybe they don't

like police in this town.

What? You think I'm

doing this on purpose?

I think you need

a new phone.

Yeah.

It's pretty bad.

The lugs are rusted.

I think I'm just gonna

call a tow truck.

Let me give it a try.

All right.

Knock yourself out.

Well, you're stronger

then you look.

Is that supposed

to be a compliment?

No. I'm sorry.

I'm just not being used to

being the damsel in distress type.

- I'm Teresa by the way.

- I know who you are.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I've seen you on TV.

I know. Larry Childs has

made me famous unfortunately.

I heard, uh,

he's trying to...

make a deal or something?

Think he'll get off?

I don't know.

It's out of my hands really.

You need any help

down there? No, I got it.

All right.

You're all set.

Well, thank you again.

- Hey, I still didn't get your name.

- Sean.

Can I offer you a ride

now that you fixed my tire?

Oh, no. No, thanks.

I take the train.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Good night.

Sean. Sean.

Hey, Sean.

Whoa! Hey!

- Yeah.

- Sorry about that, Dad.

That's okay.

Oh.

I thought I was gonna end up with

a matching shiner. Let me look at that.

Yeah, you're still not upset

about the fight, are ya?

Hmm?

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

I had my head handed to me

more than a couple times.

Can you get that for me?

All right.

I'm standing here. Damn, you look good.

Nice and smooth.

Fluid. Chin down.

You could be getting more power

behind your straight right.

You wanna pivot.

Pivot on the back foot.

Throw your shoulder into it

with just a little bit more.

Tuck your chin down

a little bit.

You know, just, just...

You know, just...

Be nice and fluid on the jab.

Pivot. Put your shoulder into it.

That's it. These street fighter motherfuckers,

they don't give a sh*t about technique.

So don't be afraid to get

the most of it, Sean.

Well, you get the idea.

Yeah, I get the idea.

Your birthday's coming up.

Yeah, I know.

I'm thinking maybe

we could do something.

I'll call you

when supper is ready.

F*** you.

He is a little boy!

You drunk son of a b*tch!

- Lower your voice.

Lower your... - I will f***ing kill you!

- Do you understand? - I wanted him go

to his room! That's exactly what I mean!

Believe it or not, he's gonna f***ing listen

to me when I tell him to do something!

Say that one more f***ing time.

You touch him again...

and I will f***ing kill you!

Giving me orders now?

Is that what you're f***ing doing?

Who the f*** do you think

you are talking to?

My f***ing house, and I don't like the way

you f***ing said it!

Just shut your f***ing mouth!

So what do you think?

About what?

About his story.

I think a drug dealer got

popped and he's dead.

That's what I think.

Want anything?

No, I'm good.

I also think that more than likely

that little criminal in there killed him.

But of course we're never

going to know that because as usual...

nobody saw nothin'

and we got no murder weapon.

So you don't believe anything

he said about that other guy?

No.

What I know...

is that a patrol car saw

our boy and the victim,

working their usual spot

the night of the murder.

Couple of hours later,

Tony's dead.

And the next night...

junior mafia in there

takes over the business.

My money's on him.

Tony was a pretty

serious guy.

It's a little ambitious for

that kid. He's too young.

Did you grow up in

a big family, Ames?

Yeah, I did.

Why?

- That explains it.

- Explains what?

You've got

"look at me" syndrome.

- What?

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, you come from

a big family, see,

so it's hard for you

to get attention.

It's hard for Mommy and Daddy

to notice you.

- Really?

- Yeah.

So you gotta make a big deal

out of everything.

- Oh, boy. - No, I mean you

gotta over achieve.

You have to excel

at all costs.

- "Look at me" syndrome.

- I see.

And you've deduced this from what?

Me wanting to do my job?

Or should I say,

wanting to do our job.

All I'm saying is...

don't make more out of this

than it actually is.

Look, there are a hundred people

out there that wanted Tony dead.

He was a true piece of sh*t,

drug-dealing pedophile,

I might add.

But in the end...

killer is usually the first guy

that comes to mind.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Thank you. It's great.

Homicide 101. I can manage.

- I'm just trying to help.

- You wanna help me?

- Yeah. - Go get me some coffee.

That's how you can help me.

Only if you come with me.

Here.

What's his story?

Who, Sean?

Man.

Mother got her head blown off

right in front of his face.

Like 10 years ago.

Car jacking.

- That's horrible.

- Yeah.

He's been coming in here

ever since then.

Baldwin lets him look

at mug shots,

see if the guy got grabbed

for something else.

So he just let's him come in

and use the computer unattended?

That's not exactly

procedure, is it?

Bill's senior man on the squad, Ames.

I don't ask questions.

And he's a little young for you,

don't you think, Detective?

You're a jerk.

No, he helped me change a

tire on my car the other day.

I just think he's

a nice kid, that's all.

That's sweet.

Look. You, uh...

You ready to go? Junior mafia

is about to call his lawyer.

Yeah, I'll meet you

in there in a minute.

He's an ugly one.

I find them all

to be pretty ugly.

I wanted to say thank you for

the other night. For helping me.

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