End Of Watch Page #3
B*tch-ass sewer rats
was from Curbside. I seen them.
F***ing eses are serving us.
Curbside's serving us.
Curbside's banging
all over us on Bloods.
Peanut, you got that chopper?
Let's go hit
these punk-ass fools.
Cut that f***ing camera off!
So this is what we believe
to be the Code 37 vehicle
used in
the drive-by last night.
Curbside Gang's
at it again, bro.
It fits the description.
It comes back as stolen.
Curbside likes these vehicles
because they blend in,
you can put a lot
of people in them.
This door slides back, and
the gang members open fire.
The victim was a male black
from a Blood set that
has basically been at war
with this Hispanic gang
over control of narcotic sales.
Partner.
Yeah.
What up?
Check this out.
Oh, sh*t.
Those are shell casings.
Detectives told us that three
different weapons were used
and we're seeing at least
two kinds of shells, so...
Sh*t.
What's up?
Those are the Homicide
detectives working the case.
- The hell's this?
- What?
Candid Camera?
No, sir, it's just
a project I'm working on.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
I don't want to see that.
There are.45 and.09 millimeter
shell casings inside.
How do you know that?
Did you touch them?
No, sir.
Did you f*** up my vehicle?
No, sir.
Sir, we found it,
we called you.
The big dogs are here now,
so set up some yellow tape and
stay on the other side of it.
Dude, it's been two hours, we're
still waiting for the detectives
to release the scene so
we can go back on patrol.
Comfortable footwear. Policing is
all about comfortable footwear.
Officer Van Hauser.
Good evening.
Sarge said I should
relieve you guys
so you can go back to being
the street gods that you are.
I'm down with that.
Hey, hey!
On the street.
Watch the street. Make sure no
a**holes come up here and kill us.
Yes, sir.
F***ing Christ.
Officer Van Hauser, have you
made a difference today?
You know,
I see you guys out here,
you're being good little
company men, aren't you?
You're doing the Lord's work?
And you're making a
difference, as you call it.
It's all fun and games to you,
you get to run and jump
and fight and shoot.
One day, mark my words.
One day the LAPD is gonna bend
you over your black and white,
and they are going to
f*** you up the ass.
They are going to f*** you
so long and so hard,
you're gonna want to eat your
gun just to make it stop.
And if you don't eat your gun
and the f***ing
somehow magically stops,
they're gonna give
you freeway therapy.
You're gonna end up doing
West End Valley day watch,
spending two hours every day
on the f***ing freeway
just thinking about the
f***ing that they gave you.
Bad guys attack from up front. The
department comes in from the rear.
Watch your six.
I'm ready. This may say
Purell, but it's really K-Y.
Officer Zavala.
That's funny. You kids
have fun out there.
The LAPD's got
a big f***ing cock.
You got a big heart.
Thank you
for sharing that.
Can't wait to
get it up the ass.
Dude, are you gonna hook up
with a Mexican girl?
Quit trying to hook me
up with one, dude.
Dude, it'd be great
if you did, but...
I get it, man. Sh*t.
Sweet brown sugar.
You should marry
one of my cousins.
If they're anything like you,
I wouldn't be able to stand
a f***ing hour with them.
Waking up in the morning,
they'd be like,
"Hey,
can I tell you a story?"
I know.
"Here's a story about this
and a story about that
"and a story about this
and a story about that..."
But, dude, all you gotta do is this.
All you gotta do is this.
"Mmm-hmm.
"Yeah. Yeah."
"You want to come
to my cousin's quinceaera?
"My daughter's quinceaera?
My brother's quinceaera?"
Yeah.
"My sister's quinceaera?"
There's always something
happening, though, bro.
It's better than, like,
"Do you know the new kind
of flavored coffee I have?
"Do you like this kind
of coffee?" Oh, really?
Shut the f*** up. "The
baristas are excellent."
You like f***ing coffee, dude,
don't give me that sh*t.
I like f***ing
good Starbucks coffee.
Whatever. I'll let you lay into me.
Lay into me, dude. Fine.
13X-ray 13. Missing
juvenile, 2717 Jefferson.
Code 2 incident
5-7-5-5 and RD 13-27.
13X-ray 13, we're gonna
be Code 6 on the missing juvenile.
I can't see dick.
Hi.
Yeah. We got a call
about some missing children.
Yes. Yes,
my babies are gone.
All right.
My babies are gone.
You want to let us in?
We can talk.
We can have a conversation
about this, all right?
Oh, okay, okay.
My babies are gone. They've
been missing all night.
- And I've been here.
- Why don't you step over here a second?
Officer,
we're wasting time.
Sir,
let me see your hands.
How many children are missing?
Oh! Two.
A boy and a girl.
Ma'am, what are the ages of the
children that are missing?
One is one and the
other'll be three soon.
- Sir!
- Somebody took them.
Let me see your hands, please.
Let me see your hands.
- ...quick, quick. In and out.
- Put your hands behind your head.
All right. All right.
Hands
behind your head!
I've been
here all night.
Officer,
we're good here.
Listen, don't say
anything to them, man.
I know,
but they're not here.
They're gone.
The babies are gone.
What did you say?
I'm gonna check
the house, okay?
Please listen to me. I'm trying to tell you.
I've looked...
The kids are
with their grandma.
- Is this your husband?
- That's not my husband.
- Sit the f*** down!
- I've been looking.
I'm gonna check the house.
Sometimes children can hide under
a bed or in a closet, okay?
You can talk to my partner.
You're wasting time!
The kids are not here! If you can
please go outside and get my kids.
Talk to my partner.
Stop, don't push me!
My babies are missing!
Let me see some type of warrant.
You got a warrant?
Officer, let me see
some type of warrant.
We don't need
a warrant, she let us in.
Why the f***
did you say anything?
Why the f*** did
you say anything?
Sit down, man. Officer,
can I get a cigarette?
Not right now.
I'm trying to
tell you, the kids
are with their grandma,
man, okay?
I heard you.
They're with the grandma.
Would you please
listen to me, Officer?
Let me see
some type of warrant.
You shut the f*** up!
Why did you let them in here?
Press charges
on this motherf***er!
You f***ing b*tch,
I'm gonna kill you!
I'm gonna
kill you, motherf***er!
Get the f*** off me!
What
the f***'s happening?
Wait a minute!
All right, all right!
Did you hear
what I said to you?
You just let me know how clear
I have to make myself to you.
Why don't you open
your f***ing mouth
and tell me how clear I
have to make myself to you?
Partner! Partner!
Get off him.
Brian, what's up?
You okay, partner?
What's happening, Brian?
F*** you, you
dumb-ass smoking b*tch!
I'm gonna kick
you in the f***ing face!
I found the kids.
Go ahead, you f***ing crackhead.
Sh*t.
Shh, shh!
It's okay, it's okay.
You're okay now.
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