End Of Watch Page #9

Synopsis: In South Central Los Angeles, street cops Brian and Mike are partners - balls-out cowboys patrolling the streets as Latino gangs are in a power struggle with Blacks. Brian and Mike get lucky a couple of times, making big drug and human-trafficking busts, so a Mexican cartel orders their deaths. We meet Mike's pregnant wife (whom he married out of high school) and watch Brian's search for a soul mate. There are internal squabbles within the ranks of the LAPD and lots of squad-car conversation. Can the lads escape the cartel's murderous reach?
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): David Ayer
Production: Open Road Films
  3 wins & 10 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.6
Metacritic:
68
Rotten Tomatoes:
85%
R
Year:
2012
109 min
$39,100,000
Website
4,393 Views


everything out of order,

then the rubber band

wouldn't be out and the...

Look, it's

the butterfly effect, okay?

Do you know what

the butterfly effect is?

Nope.

It's the butterfly effect.

Look it up.

Just 'cause you say it twice

doesn't mean that

I get it the second time.

Look it up, dude.

This is f***ing stupid. Those

motherfuckers got bulletproof vests.

We need to hit them

with some AKs and sh*t.

Don't f***ing rank out.

F*** you!

F*** you!

When the f*** have I ever

backed out from sh*t, huh?

Get that f***ing

camera out of my face!

I'm saying, we just

can't f*** this sh*t up.

I don't give a f***, man.

You know me.

I'll do the motherfucking time.

I just don't want the big

homies f***ing whacking me.

F***ing whacking me

for f***ing up.

We need a f***ing plan. And

you f***ing know it, homie.

Think about it.

That's all I'm saying.

Okay, head back.

I'll get some f***ing big guns

from the Border Brothers.

Never fall asleep

in a room full of cops.

What...

Zavala, that sh*t

ain't even f***ing funny!

Just 'cause you

won the f***ing award

doesn't give you license

to be a f***ing a**hole!

You got sh*t

on your face, man.

Hey! Hey! What is this? What are

we, in the third f***ing grade?

Keep it up, it's gonna earn

you a risk management case.

Give me this f***ing camera.

He had

something...

I'm serious, man. This

department built you up,

they will

f***ing tear you down.

You know it's f***ing funny.

Laugh, you f***ing idiot.

Who left their shaving

cream on the table?

How was Santa Barbara?

Awesome.

Janet's pregnant.

What?

Get out of here, bro.

Are you serious?

Already?

She's not even Mexican.

Yeah, she's going

for the ultrasound tomorrow,

but three of those

piss stick things...

Yeah, yeah, EPTs, yeah.

Positive, positive, positive.

Whoa! Dude.

Congrats, bro. Congrats.

That's when we

f***ing graduate.

We f***ing get

the upgrade right now.

Not f***ing gonna be little

f***ing paisas no f***ing more.

- Right? That's what we're gonna do.

- I'm with you.

Okay?

They want to come into our f***ing

hood and f***ing talk sh*t to us?

You f***ing do this sh*t right?

It's our f***ing hood.

They don't

f***ing disrespect us.

You guys want to

f***ing collect?

You guys got to f***ing put up.

This time we're gonna do it right.

Yeah, we're doing this.

F***ing guys

have some f***ing balls.

Hey, trip though, E, after

we get these motherfuckers,

you know,

it's gonna be a little hot in

the hood, though. Right, La La?

We're gonna get the

f*** out of here after that.

I'm gonna f***ing take you

guys to f***ing Vegas.

You guys f***ing do this sh*t

right, I'm gonna treat you right.

But if we don't

f***ing do this,

we can never f***ing come back,

that's the f***ing thing.

Wouldn't it be

crazy if our kids

were pushing a black and

white together one day?

Screw that. I want my kid

to have an honest job.

Like a politician.

Whoa.

Oh, idiot.

Light 'em up.

He's running.

13 X-ray 13, we're gonna be following

a possible Code 37 vehicle

northbound Hooper

from 4-2 street.

Gray Toyota minivan. License

plate number 6-Queen-4-9-9-7-3.

Requesting backup,

airship and a supervisor.

Yeah, you're clear right, go, go, go, go.

F***, yeah.

You got this motherf***er. You got

this motherf***er. Come on, Z.

Come on, Z.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Jesus

f***ing Christ. F***.

Go, get the f*** out

of the car. Go, go, go!

Mike, come on!

Let's go!

Let's go! Let's go!

X 13,

what's your location?

13 X-ray 13, suspect running on foot.

Male, Hispanic, dark clothing.

Sh*t!

F***!

F***ing missed, stupid.

F***. Go.

Go, go, go!

- Dude! Dude!

- F***!

Move!

Tell her to get down, bro!

F***.

Sh*t, dude, no dice, man.

We're f***ing trapped.

Dude, call dispatch.

My f***ing hand, man.

What's up?

What, you got hit?

- Did you get hit?

- Sh*t.

F***ing call dispatch.

I got no signal! F***!

F***, I don't...

F***ers.

Shut up!

This is

13 X-ray 13...

Come through the f***ing door.

Come on.

Officers need help!

We're barricaded in

an apartment building.

Sh*t!

What?

Tell that b*tch to

shut the f*** up!

Tell her

to be quiet, Z!

25022 Hooper Place,

apartment C.

Those

motherfuckers are in there.

We're all good,

we're all good, bro!

They're sending the cavalry, they're

sending the whole f***ing world.

F***!

Sh*t! F***!

F***!

F***!

F***!

Reload.

Partner?

Dude.

Partner!

Bro, you all good?

Yeah.

Wasn't Big Evil in the army?

Yeah.

We can't hold them off. We gotta

lay down a base of fire and pivot.

What the f***

does that mean, dude?

We're shooting our

way out of here, bro.

Can these fools get out?

Yeah, we got these motherfuckers, homie.

Dudes ain't going nowhere.

Z, look at me.

All right? Look at me.

Okay, okay.

On three, dude, you're gonna

empty your mag and run.

Okay, okay.

You ready?

One. Two. Three!

Go! Move! Move! Move!

To the door, Z, to the door!

Move, Z! Go! Go!

Move, man, move, move, move!

Over the fence, man.

You see the fence?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Go, go, go!

Z! Wall. Go. You got me?

There's a wall.

I got you.

Ready? I'll hold it, bud.

Go, go, go!

They're everywhere.

Z! Z! Move, move!

Take the left.

I think we killed that guy.

Good.

Just the dogs.

Where's the f***ing

cavalry, man?

I don't know!

Partner?

What?

This sucks.

Is that us? Is that PD?

Slow, slow, slow.

Z! Gun! Hit them!

Curbside Gang, putos!

I lit that a**hole up, man!

Brian!

Bro.

Dude. Is it bad? F***.

Wait, wait.

Let me see. Let me see.

F***, dude.

It's bad. It's bad.

You know what?

But I've seen guys

way worse make it.

Dude, what are you

f***ing doing?

Don't f***ing do that to me!

Stay right there!

Stay the f*** down! Stay down, I

need to put pressure on your wound.

Where the f*** is everybody?

I don't want to

die here, dude.

You're not gonna die here.

You're not gonna die.

God loves cops.

I f***ed up, dude.

I f***ed up.

Don't tell Janet I f***ed up.

I'm gonna

stay right here, bro.

I'm gonna stay right here, okay?

It's okay. It's okay.

Do it, dude. It's okay.

It's okay to do it

right now, bro.

I f***ing love you, bro.

Officer down!

I need some f***ing help!

I need some f***ing help!

Please don't go right now.

I'm begging you, bro,

don't f***ing go right now.

Don't go right now.

What the f***?

Checkmate, puto.

Rest in piss, b*tch.

We got you,

motherfuckers.

Happy f***ing

ending, homies.

Hell, yeah.

Celebration time.

Look at

the streets of LA.

Oh, sh*t! F***!

Sh*t.

F***, man.

LAPD! Drop the guns!

Drop 'em!

Curbside Gang, putos!

F*** you!

Cease fire!

Cease fire!

Shots fired. Shots fired.

Newton units be advised,

shots fired.

X 76, shots fired, shots fired.

Go ahead and show a Code 4,

suspects are in custody.

Damn.

I'm gonna need

an RA for two male

Hispanics, two female Hispanics

suffering from

multiple gunshot wounds.

I'm also gonna need additional

supervisors and units to my location.

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David Ayer

David Ayer (born January 18, 1968) is an American film director, producer, and screenwriter. He is best known for being the writer of Training Day (2001), and the director and writer of Harsh Times (2005), Street Kings (2008), End of Watch (2012), Sabotage (2014), Fury (2014), and Suicide Squad (2016). more…

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