Fire With Fire Page #5

whether or not he will recover.

A police spokesman says

the search for suspects is ongoing.

But they have no further comment.

Back to you.

In other news,

citizens are outraged...

Wait for me.

- Come on, slowpoke.

No no, I'm heading

to the hospital before my shift.

Shh shh shh shh.

Uh...

- Shut it off.

Yeah.

Look, I'll see you there.

No questions,

just listen to me.

I need you to do exactly

what I tell you to do, okay?

Okay. Yeah.

- I need you to let everybody know

that they gotta be very careful

right now. Nobody stays at their place.

Call the police and say that threats

have been made against the firehouse.

Get a police detail, not only

on the station, but on all your runs.

You kidding me?

You know it's not that easy.

Just do it! Okay?

Just f***ing do it!

And don't tell anybody

that you've seen me.

Nobody-- not the guys,

not Maria, nobody.

I can't see f***ing Craig and he's

sitting in the f***ing hospital!

Is he gonna be okay?

Have they heard?

I don't know, man.

It's not looking good.

Jeremy, talk to me, dude.

What are you doing?

Just no questions, please!

So how's Maria?

Is she good?

You met somebody.

Yeah.

I just hope to God you guys get

a chance to meet her someday.

I need you to do me a favor.

All my fire gear is

over at the fire house.

Before your shift, I need you

to go drop my duffel bag off

over in the park

behind those benches, okay?

And one more thing.

If you don't hear from me

in the next few days,

I need you to take this.

There's a letter next to the bed.

Take it to the US Marshals' Service,

all right?

They'll know how to get it to her.

- Who is she?

Just..

Just do it for me.

Yeah. All right.

Okay.

Hello.

- Hey, what's up, Paul?

So I ran that print.

It came back with a hit.

It's in the system, this person,

the only problem is

it's coming back with no ID.

No name, no nothing?

- No.

I figure it must

have been in there,

but for some reason

it got taken out?

You ever heard of that?

No.

Thank you.

This is dispatch.

- Mike Cella.

Lieutenant?

- I need to put out an APB on a suspect.

Go ahead with your description.

Lieutenant?

I'm gonna have to call you back.

- Sir?

No no, I don't have

the right information yet.

This is Talia Durham.

Badge 4382.

I need an override

on a blocked number

incoming to my old cell

last night around 12:00.

Area code 562? That's--

that's Long Beach, California, right?

It's a cell. Great.

Thank-- thank you.

Hi, yes.

I need a cab to the airport.

No, right now.

Thank you.

That V8 is rumbling

I feel right at home

When I push the hammer down

I hear the engine moan

I'm up in seventh heaven

And I don't wanna come down

'Cause I'm alive when

I hear that Mustang sound

Yeah, I'm alive when I hear

that Mustang sound

This is a lifetime affair...

Welcome to the party, motherf***er!

God damn.

Jeremy Coleman!

Hagan's gonna love me.

I'm bringing you back alive!

Hell, he just might make me

employee of the motherfucking week!

What?

You want that?

Do you want this gun, huh?

Is this what you want?

You ain't gettin' it, motherf***er.

You in my house now,

you hear me?

You don't bring no gun

to my f***in' party.

Who do you think you are,

comin' in here?

Act like you own

this f***in' place.

I'm gonna stick this gun

right up your ass.

God damn it!

Ah ahhh ahhh.

My f***in' leg!

Get up and crawl,

you son of a b*tch.

Right here.

Sit right there.

You caught me at a bad time.

I'm about to kill some Crips.

I put a trace

on the marshal's credit cards.

Nothing since New Orleans.

Today she bought

a last-minute plane ticket.

I'm already here in Long Beach.

There's only one reason

she'd leave protection and come here.

He's here.

God damn it.

I need you to tell me

how to get to Hagan.

Where does he go?

When is he alone?

- Blood in, blood out.

What is that

supposed to mean?

To get in with Hagan,

you gotta kill somebody--

blood in.

Once you're in,

the only way out's

if you're dead-- blood out.

So f*** you!

Mr. Hagan, your men were

killed by Jeremy Coleman.

Well, it looks

like I misjudged him.

It's a good thing.

He's coming right to us.

I didn't wanna have to do this.

- Heh, didn't--

You have any idea

who you're f***ing with, huh?

I read your rap sheet--

all the things you've done,

all the people

you've done them to.

It's gonna make this part

a little bit easier.

Let me the f*** up outta here!

I guess you didn't do your job.

I guess I will.

I'm gonna hunt him down.

How will you hunt him down?

Stake out his house?

He doesn't live anywhere.

Storm his office?

He doesn't work anywhere.

You have no point of access.

I'm gonna take your fingers off.

You ain't got the balls.

Love will make you do

some f***ed up things.

F***!

Look, I just wanna

know one thing.

Are you gonna earn your money?

Jeremy is a ghost, but so am I.

Just tell me!

- F*** you!

She's gonna die slow!

God, no!

God damn it!

I'll f***ing tell you!

I'll find him.

Until then...

I'd watch your back.

F***ing talk!

- Gathers.

Gethers keeps the list.

You get to Gethers and that's how

you get to f***in' Hagan.

Now out me the f*** lose, man!

I told you what you wanted to know.

Blood out, motherf***er.

- No.

Mike Cella.

This is Talia Durham.

I just got your email.

Can you talk?

You bet. I'm just trying

to figure out a gang war.

It doesn't look like

either side started it.

Do you have any evidence

that's leading you in another direction?

Marshal,

we should be careful what

we talk about on the phone.

Have you told anyone?

- No.

Jeremy told me what happened

to your partner. I'm sorry.

Listen,

I want him dead and buried

as much as you do,

but I'm still a cop.

You understand that?

I came to stop

what's happening.

You can stop it, Marshal?

- As soon as I can find him, yeah.

You have until 6:00.

After that he goes out

on NCIC. as a suspect.

Thanks, Lieutenant.

Detective Cella.

I just got off with CSU.

They found more blood

in the alley from the other night,

might be from one

of our perps, but--

But you didn't get

a match from CODIS.

Yeah, that's right.

Keep trying-

Call me if you get something.

Hey!

Mr. Coleman,

just stay right there, don't move.

I'm just guessing,

but I think the fire department

is probably not

on its way, yeah?

I turned off the call signal.

Ah, huh.

You know,

I don't know who's worse--

a man who kills a son

in front of his own father

or a man who gets paid to make sure

he gets to kill some more.

Just for the record,

I never wanted to become

the man that you think I am.

I happen to believe in this

adversarial system of justice of ours.

I happen to believe in it

with my whole heart.

The prosecutor

and defendant go at it,

the best advocate wins.

It's an excellent system.

It just leads to

a bizarre world sometimes,

where someone like me--

reputable and legitimate

finds himself fighting on behalf

of the worst scum of the earth

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