Internal Affairs Page #4

Thanks, partner.

Sure.

You'd do the same for me, right?

You know I would, man.

Thanks a lot.

- 17-Adam-79, officer needs help.

- All units, all units, stand by.

- Go ahead, 17-Adam-79.

- 17-Adam-79, officer needs help.

I'm at the 4,000 block

of West Long Beach.

There has been shooting.

Partner is down and has been shot.

Suspect has been shot and is down.

Request ambulance.

Help me.

All right, all right.

- I'm shot.

- It's OK.

- I'm shot!

- It's OK.

- Oh, my God!

- You're not gonna die.

You're not gonna die. You're not...

- Gotta get back to my patrol.

- It's OK. You're not gonna die.

It's all right. It's OK.

Shut up! Shut up!

What's going on, Raymond?

We eat dinner together twice a week.

I talk about my job, you don't care.

You're not talking to me

about anything.

We don't even f*** any more!

What are you doing?

Working while we're fighting?

- I'm putting the thing away.

- No, no! Don't put it away!

Don't do me a favour.

You continue doing your work,

so you can compare notes

with your little f***ing girlfriend!

Hello!

What is that supposed to mean?

My f***ing girlfriend?

I'm saying, if you want to

lead a separate life, go ahead!

Do what you want

with your f***ing girlfriend!

What do you want to know?

Ask me the question!

- Just tell me!

- What? If I'm f***ing my partner?

I am not f***ing my partner.

My partner's a dyke!

- Really?

- Really!

It's for you!

Hello.

Van Stretch is dead.

Internal Affairs.

We need to find this driver

before Peck does.

I've got to put the word out.

Let's go and see my cousin.

I want to talk to you.

- This is my partner, Amy Wallace.

- How are you?

They just killed a friend of mine.

His name was Van Stretch.

There were two guys. Two Latins.

One is already dead.

The other is on the street.

I need for your people

to hit the street and find the guy.

I'll tell people to hit the street

as soon as you're ready.

Remember, Van Stretch was the officer

and I need the guy alive. Understand?

Alive and kicking.

Van, may you rest in peace.

Aim... Fire.

- All right.

- Don't touch me! You bastard!

- It's all right. Relax. It's OK.

- Oh, God!

It's nobody's fault!

I'm gonna take care of things.

Don't worry. It's all right.

- I can't go against him.

- I'm not asking you to.

Just find the guy who hit Van.

Find him fast

or there won't be any case.

You can't feed Dennis Peck

any information.

I get it. You got me on this case,

didn't you?

You wanted Homicide.

That's just what he would do.

You're just like Dennis, man.

You're just like him.

His name is Demetrio.

He's a dealer and he's bad news.

And he killed Van Stretch?

That's what I hear.

Tell him about tomorrow.

He's got to complete

a drug deal tomorrow.

- He needs a stash.

- Gregory will identify him.

It's your call.

This is 5-Young-23-Adam

to 5-Young-23-Boy, do you copy?

Go ahead.

Remember, keep him alive.

- Keep your channel open.

- 23-Boy, that's a roger.

I'll wait to hear further from you.

- So, what's new?

- Nothing.

- No problems?

- No.

- No one coming round? Questions?

- No. Nobody.

- You'd let me know, right?

- Yeah, I'd let you know.

How come?

- So what are you doing now?

- I've got to pick Kevin up at noon.

So?

Your snitch let us down today.

Hey. He said maybe,

not definitely, OK?

The Hollywood sign -

tinsel town's best known landmark,

was today the grim setting

for the discovery

of the bodies of an elderly couple.

Luis and Elena Arrocas had been shot

in what police describe

as "execution style".

There are no immediate leads.

This is 23-Adam to 23-Boy,

do you copy?

This is 23-Boy, we copy.

We're gonna back off. See you

at the car. He ain't gonna show.

OK, that's a roger.

I let you down, huh?

Hey, cousin, there he is.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, that's him.

- Which one? The driver?

- No, the ugly one.

Wallace!

Who the f*** called the SWATs?

Wallace! Look out!

Wallace!

- God!

- Amy! Are you OK?

- Yeah! Dorian's hit!

- Stay with him!

Police officer! Police officer!

- Relax.

- Let's kill the bastards.

You cover the driver.

Nice and relaxed.

Where's Demetrio?

The game's over.

Police officer. Relax.

Stay calm.

- Nothing will happen.

- I don't trust cops.

Watch. Here is the gun.

I want to talk. Just talk.

I need your help.

Where are you going?

I just want to talk to you.

Easy! Don't go out there!

It's bad news.

I just want to talk.

Stay cool. Listen!

Don't go out there!

Hold your fire!

He's a police officer!

Demetrio, who paid you

to kill Van Stretch?

Priest.

Priest? Ask God for forgiveness.

Forgive me. I have sinned.

Who told you to kill Van Stretch?

Peck...Peck...Peck...

Peck. Are you sure?

- Dennis.

- That's him.

Medic! Get a medic, you shits!

Come on.

Come on. Let's go. Come on.

- Hello?

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Is this a bad time?

No. It's good to hear your voice.

- Are you watching this?

- Yeah.

Weird, huh?

How do you think the SWATs found out?

I think...

I think Dorian told Dennis.

- I shouldn't have involved him.

- Don't blame yourself.

He's dead. He's got a family.

He was a cop.

It comes with the job, OK?

- How are you doing?

- OK.

- OK, partner.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

Thanks for calling. Bye.

Has there been any change in

Raymond's behaviour? We're worried.

We think he's become obsessed

with one case.

Anything you'd like

to talk to me about...feel free.

It's up to you whether

you tell your husband or not.

It's probably better

if you don't tell him.

- Hi, Raymond.

- Where's Kathleen?

- She's shopping.

- When is she due back?

I'm not sure she's coming back.

- Has my wife called?

- No.

Hi.

You know what she really wanted?

You know, I should've guessed.

She liked it in the ass, Raymond.

Right in the f***ing ass!

She came so much,

I thought she would pass out on me!

You know what they say

about Latin fighters?

Too f***ing macho!

That's right. To f***ing macho!

Won't back-pedal when you have to.

You get used up young.

Why don't you clean yourself up

with that?

Raymond, how nice to see you.

How are you?

- Can I talk to you a second?

- Yes.

Excuse me.

- Are you all right?

- Sit down.

What's the matter?

Who did you have lunch with, Kathy?

Let's talk about this at home.

Who did you have lunch with?

No one.

No one.

Don't do that.

What is that?

Raymond...

- You still here?

- Why don't you sit down?

- Get out of my face!

- Raymond!

- Go home!

- Why? Am I embarrassing you?

- Yes!

- Who did you have lunch with?

- I said, not here.

- Not here?

Why not here? Who did you lunch with?

None of your f***ing business!

- None of my f***ing business?

- Get out!

You got a problem, Nicky, with that?

Anyone got a problem with that?

Thank you. It's OK.

Sit down. It's OK.

Hi.

It's time to go home.

Where the f***

do you think you're going?

- Why did you lie to me?

- Who the f*** is Dennis Peck?

Is this the guy

you're investigating?

- Is this who is making you crazy?

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