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We're clearly outnumbered.

God, help us.

A**holes!

Cops go home! Cops go home! Cops go home!

This is the police.

Disperse peacefully and immediately

or you will be subject to arrest.

In need of immediate assistance.

Drive, drive, drive!

Requesting backup, all units...

Holy sh*t!

I jumped off the house on purpose.

Chaos has broken out in the Southland...

...where this normally quiet residential

street has turned into anarchy.

I'm joined now by Captain Reesman

of the Police Department.

We'll have to let this thing burn out

before we even think about moving back in.

Sh*t, that's my dad's car.

Sh*t, dude.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t!

Are you kidding me?

- What are you doing?

- What?

F*** your car!

Motherfuckers!

Oh, my God, Thomas, we're f***ed.

I don't know how to fix this.

I don't know how to fix any of this sh*t.

I'm sorry, Thomas.

I just wanted to get some p*ssy.

And something's just happening right now.

I've heard a commotion.

Holy sh*t!

What the f*** is that?

Whoa!

Outside visual on subject with...

Everybody, back!

F***! You guys, come on!

- Come on, get the f*** out of here! Move!

- Come on!

Go! Sh*t!

Come on!

Whoa! What the f***, dude! Get down!

- Holy sh*t! Look out.

- Sh*t! What the f***?

Subject is armed and active.

Oh, my f***ing God.

Police are on scene in riot gear.

SWATofficers are rushing forward.

All units hold for SWAT team arrival.

F***!

Holy sh*t, dude, it's T-Rick!

- What the f*** is he doing?

- Costa!

Give me back my f***ing gnome!

- Give it to him. Where is it?

- It was full of Ecstasy. Everyone ate it!

Where the f*** is Costa?

Subject is advancing.

Whoa, sh*t!

This is the police...

Approach with extreme caution.

Put down your weapon

and put your hands in the air.

Get down! Show me your hands!

Put down your weapon!

Police are now firing rubber bullets.

Drop it now!

Back up, back up!

Get back!

Suspect is firing at officers.

- F*** this.

- Where are you going? Get back here!

Dude, Thomas, no!

Look, T-Rick, we can fix this.

Okay, man?

F*** you!

You burn me, I burn you!

Thomas, get back here, dude!

Costa, you motherf***er!

Put down your weapon.

Put your hands in the air.

- Go, go, go!

- Sh*t!

Put down your weapon.

Yeah. Now. Take the shot!

Get the f*** out of here!

Go!

Get back. Get back!

F***. Oh, my God.

Still active and on the move.

Heading toward residence.

Holy sh*t!

This is the police.

Disperse immediately.

Oh, my God.

Disperse immediately

or you will be subject to arrest.

This is the police.

- We gotta get out of here.

- I can't leave my house.

The house is gone, man.

It's f***ing over.

- Where's Milo?

- This is the police.

Disperse immediately.

Go, go!

I hear him here.

What the f*** are you doing?

The dog's not gonna be in that drawer.

Here he is! I got him! Motherfuckers!

Come on, let's go. Move!

It's complete chaos out here.

Police are using flash-bang grenades

to try and disperse this crowd.

This is the police.

Disperse immediately.

If you do not disperse immediately,

you will be subject to arrest.

Go! Go!

Police are now mobilizing.

Fire helicopters have been brought in.

They're dropping water

to put this blaze out.

Scene in progress,

Holy sh*t!

Tyler, I need you! Pull it together!

Civilians 50 yards ahead on Dickens.

- Officers engaged with riot...

- What is going on?

- Stay down. Stay down.

- F***! Sh*t!

Milo!

- Dude, Milo!

- Hey, Oliver!

Great party, buddy.

You owe me a tree, you piece of sh*t.

All we're doing is trying to have a good time,

you cocksucking motherf***er!

You know where you're going?

You're going to jail, you motherf***er!

Yeah! That's my boys! Suck my dick, Robert!

Suck my f***ing dick!

F***! Sh*t!

Black sedan. License plate...

We've got a hit-and-run.

Go, go, go!

Run! Run!

Unit 23, what's your status?

Skirmish line, be advised,

officer down, officer down.

He's home alone. He's been up

all night, so he's probably gonna crash soon.

We wait about an hour to make sure

he's asleep, then we make our move.

We go in the back, break Rob's door down,

and torch the house.

- Yeah.

- What the f*** are you talking about?

The guy has a wife and a baby.

You're not gonna burn his house down.

He called the cops on us.

He ruined everything.

It's 6 in the morning, man.

Let it go. It's over.

Just go home.

What about our money?

The house is trashed.

You're the worst security ever.

You guys should go home too.

You gonna be okay, man?

Yeah, I'm just gonna hang here

with Milo for a bit.

All right.

I'm gonna go home...

...have a good cry,

and start calling some lawyers.

Thomas, whatever happens, man...

...that was one f***ing hell of a night.

Come on, J.B., let's bounce.

You can go too, Dax.

Thanks, Thomas.

I had a really fun time.

You'll be all right.

Kevin and Bean

from the world-famous KROQ.

Can we talk about this insanity

in Pasadena last night?

It looked like the greatest party ever.

Big Boy's neighborhood, beautiful day.

It is going down.

I don't know if you seen the news.

But some cats had a party in Pasadena

and took this thing to the whole next level.

I'm talking about, they trashed the

neighborhood. They trashed the house.

We heard that Kanye

made an appearance there.

Yeah, so if you were there at the party

in Pasadena last night, hit us up...

...because we're gonna be talking about it

all morning long in the neighborhood.

- I really am sorry.

- You said that already.

Do you have any idea how much

all this is gonna cost, Thomas?

Your college fund is gone,

I can tell you that.

- Yeah. Dad, I'm sorry.

- You had so much going for you...

...and you just pissed it all away

for one night?

I just didn't think you had it in you.

Well, I know. I'm sorry I let you down.

No.

I literally didn't think

that you had this in you.

So, uh, how many people were here?

Uh...

Fifteen hundred.

Couple thousand, maybe.

Wow.

You should've seen it.

It was awesome.

Well, you're still f***ed, Thomas.

It's the motherfucking D-O-double-G

Snoop Dogg

You know I'm mobbin'with the D-R-E

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know who's back...

Well, at least the van

looks gangster now.

Dude, don't even start, okay?

My dad's making me drive it as punishment.

That sucks.

Yeah, and I'm being brought up on

like six different charges.

My mom hasn't stopped crying.

We're living at a Courtyard Marriott

right now.

I'm basically on house arrest

until my hearing.

I'm not supposed to talk to you guys.

My parents are convinced this is totally

gonna be f***ing my college plans.

Your grades are f***ing up

your college plans.

My dad got me a lawyer.

Even that Jew thinks we're f***ed.

- Thinks we could actually do time for this.

- Jesus.

What about you, Dax?

What did your parents say?

Oh, I live alone, actually.

You're really starting

to f***ing scare me.

Yo, what up, Kub?

What's going on, man?

That's him.

Hey, Costa.

- Hi, Thomas.

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