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I'm not moving until we talk.

- You're a thug, Bobby!

- I know.

- What do you want?

- I can't eat. I can't sleep. I can't think.

- I need you to tell me what you want.

- I killed a man last night!

I blew a hole through his chest!

Every time I close my eyes,

I see him staring at me.

- You're making no sense.

- The Jack O' Hearts case.

Me and Perry cleared it last night.

Two suspects are dead.

- They're the wrong guys.

- No, wait! Stop, Bobby. Stop!

Who are you?

A few nights ago

you're wining and dining me.

Then you're making accusations

about my sex life.

Now you want to come in here

and confess?

I pulled the trigger, not Perry.

In the Robertson killing.

It was supposed to be my initiation.

I dropped my gun.

Perry shot him, not me.

I think Holland already knows that.

He does. He just can't prove it.

I'll give Holland the Robertson shooting.

I'll give him me. I'll give him Perry.

I'll give him Van Meter.

I'll give him everything.

Think about it.

Like a bullet, you can't call it back.

It was a bad shooting.

I didn't have to pull the trigger.

I can't live with that. Call Holland, please.

No, you got to tell him in person.

Are you willing to say all this in court with

Eldon Perry and your uncle staring at you?

- Yes, I'm willing.

- You can trust him.

Okay, we have to get

Orchard and Sidwell in custody.

I'll put together a task force.

We'll locate them

and swoop down on them

like the Lord's fury.

I want everyone to see this.

But I need a little more time.

Old Jack and Perry can't know yet.

Where are you supposed to be?

I'm off today

but I got to go to the Academy

for Perry's promotional ceremony.

You should be there. Can you handle it?

Yeah, I can handle it.

- I'll be there.

- Okay.

- Hello. Who be it?

- Me be it, fuckhead.

Santa Claus.

- Yassuh?

- Shut up. Did you dump that sh*t?

Yassuh, we did.

A white police officer is coming to

your house. He'll be there shortly.

Cancel his ticket.

Smoke a cop?

You know him. He works for me.

He is a serious bad-ass.

You slip, he won't.

Do you know who I'm talking about?

Yeah, I know.

But this is some heavy sh*t, man.

Leave him breathing,

I'll make sure you're not.

That is no sh*t. You owe me, a**hole.

He won't make it.

I won't trip. I'll do his ass

jailhouse-style. Chino.

Just put him away clean.

Then leave town. Both of you.

LA's too hot, so vanish.

I don't care where you go. Vegas, KC.

I can set you up in either place.

All right. We out then. F*** LA.

Yeah, f*** LA.

- Yeah.

- Eldon, what's wrong?

Oh, nothing. It's just Sally and me.

You know. F***, it's over.

She'll be back.

Do you want me to call her?

No. She thinks I'm a monster.

Listen, I know you're hurting now,

but I have a mission for you.

Eldon?

Yeah.

Holland has a witness

to the Robertson shooting.

- I need you to do what you do.

- Jack,

there is no witness.

There is a witness.

12657 Juliet.

He's a 50-year-old Hispanic male.

F***. Jack...

Jack, this is different, man.

This guy didn't do anything.

He's a f***ing witness.

There's got to be another way

of handling this.

He is alone in the house

for the next few hours.

Do you understand? I need this one, Eldon.

And it will all be over.

You listening?

Are you listening? 12657 Juliet.

I need this one, Eldon.

-12657 Juliet.

- You're a prince.

See you this afternoon, Eldon.

The Academy? You forgot, didn't you?

You made lieutenant and you forgot.

No, I didn't forget.

Hey, Ed. Yeah, it's Eldon.

I need you to run an address for me.

12657 Juliet.

And let me know if law enforcement

has got anything in the area.

You know, stakes, DUI sweeps, INS,

federal sh*t, organized crime, the works.

And then get me the name

on the utilities bill if you can.

Real quick, please. I appreciate it.

Yeah, I'm here.

Daryl Orchard and Gary Sidwell.

Yeah, I got it. Thanks, Ed.

Oh, f*** me.

You're right, Jack.

It's all over.

Yeah, this is Detective Keough. You did.

All right, that's a great job.

Do you have an address?

12657 Juliet.

All right, I got it. Thank you.

That was the lab.

I gave them a bag of cigarette butts from

the gutter outside Jack O' Hearts Liquor.

They were able to get

a partial thumbprint off a cigarette

and they just matched it directly

to Daryl Orchard.

- There's no question about it.

- What are you doing?

Look, when Jack finds out

that they know it's Daryl Orchard,

he is probably gonna send Perry

to kill him.

Now, I'm not gonna wait around for that.

I'm gonna pick up Orchard and Sidwell.

I'm gonna book them

into protective custody myself.

Five-King-15 to 15-Adam.

114 to all units.

Be advised the verdicts have come in.

114 to all units. Stand by.

Verdicts are not guilty. I repeat, not guilty.

Five-King, 15-Adam, come in.

15-Adam, come back.

What's up?

What's up, white boy?

Keep rolling, punk!

Heads up.

What's up with that? What the f***

you think you doing over here?

Back up.

Slow down!

B*tch, open the window!

Open the window.

All right.

- Where the f***'s he going?

- This nigga think he smart.

I can't wait to see

that b*tch's face

when I turn that motherf***er

into a teabag.

Let's go.

Keep your ass low.

You act like

you ain't never done this before, nigga.

What the f*** is you doing?

Well, I just bought these jeans, man.

- Stay low.

- He ain't gonna smoke my ass.

I'm gonna check over here.

You see him?

There he goes. Right there.

All right, Bobby.

- You see him?

- No.

See anything?

- You see him?

- No. F***, I just saw something.

- You ready?

- Let's get these a**holes.

- What?

- Looks like a whole motherfucking army

- up in this place.

- Let me see that.

Homeboy's coming up here

all chill and sh*t.

Homeboy's up here with a fine-ass sister.

She coming up here with a boo-ya

all chill and sh*t.

That's a damn shame.

That's a damn shame that

we gonna have to kill her.

Just concentrate on shooting

one of these motherfuckers

soon as you see

one of these motherfuckers.

This ain't the motherfucking liquor store,

nigga. These niggas shoot back.

Here's the situation

from South Central.

Oh, look at that. Terrible.

And there's no police presence down here.

They will not enter the area.

No, there's no shutting down Florence.

We're gonna tell

the LAPD to do that now.

Tell LAPD to shut Florence Boulevard

down, and Normandie...

Sh*t!

Bobby.

- Oh, Bobby.

Bobby.

I snitched you out, Eldon.

I snitched you out.

Don't you touch him.

Don't you dare touch him.

This should be you lying here, not Bobby.

Your blood should be spilling here, not his.

You filled his head with all this bullshit!

I hope that you burn in hell, Eldon Perry.

You evil motherf***er.

I'll call it in.

Five-Y-15, shots fired.

My partner is down.

Another officer needs help.

12657 Juliet.

Five-Y-15, roger. All units and 12-Adam-18.

12657 Juliet.

Handle code three. State intentions.

I'm in pursuit of the suspects,

Daryl Orchard and Gary Sidwell.

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