Street Kings Page #5

you will be out.

I have not seen them in one week.

Do you have any number?

Not, they always change phone.

They call me.

Your man makes me nervous.

Look at me!

Or you help me or see to the judge.

Once I carried on business with them

in The Night dew.

In a house in the hills.

Teach her to me.

Do you hope that it should leave my car here?

Someone had a holiday.

Do you smell?

Do you want that it brings it?

It does not bring the records.

It is Fremont.

And his partner Coates.

We find them.

Very well.

Closed case.

They go already a little bit here.

They did not kill Washington.

Seriously?

Veto the devil!

I am straining.

If they did not kill it: who?

Who preare we still?

Those who killed them they planted

his ADN in the shop.

I understand but,

why to accuse two dead persons?

We are going to wonder it.

Vmonos.

What happens? There are coyotes here.

They were late very much.

Do you know them?

He had never seen them.

If Fremont and Cofruit tarts speak to you

he arranges an appointment.

Say to them that I can do what

it was doing Washington. They will understand.

In agreement, I arrange it.

- Do they take me to my car?

- skylight.

- Do you amuse yourself?

- yes, thank you.

Behave well with the new girl.

- Is Tom taking care of you?

- I take care of it.

How do the complaints go, Lud?

He would prefer raising corpses

in accidents of transit.

Tom gets depressed when

it does not chase bad boys.

It is not afraid.

I might tell you many things.

Tell me!

Not, it is an information cofidencial.

I have a good history

of Tom Ludlow.

When he was raw, I took it

under my wings.

We were in City Crip,

a few housings in Watts.

Great drug, shots and others.

They called us to calm a holiday.

Tom was the most conceited beginner...

... so I thought: " let's give him a lesson

of humility " and I sent it.

Only. Suddenly,

the hell came untied.

Types were going out running for the door,

they were flying for the windows.

The people shouting. So I was and

there it was, beating persons.

They did not want to lower the musician.

This way it is he, it is like a missile.

He sees the target and I list.

I have just spoken with Scribble.

Fremont and Cofruit tarts or those who are,

they want to see us.

- When?

- this night.

I see you in the barracks in an hour.

I know that it is late.

I feel it.

I want to give him this.

What is?

The video of the murder of his husband.

It shows everything.

Why does it do this?

I know what hurts without knowing.

When I lost my wife,

she was with another man.

It had a blood cuagulo

in the brain and it burst.

The bastard left her

out of a hospital.

She died alone in a sidewalk.

It adjoins, I regret having wanted

to hurt Terrence...

... and I am sorry that it has lost it.

Quero that it is known

that did not die alone.

The men who killed it will pay it.

That will not return it to me.

Neither it will return to him his wife.

It does not matter for me.

Do not do it for me.

Please, do not do it for me.

The blood does not wash blood.

Should not we ask for reinforcements?

- to the devil with that.

- What? Why?

What do you believe that it will happen today?

You think that I will handcuff them, I will take them

to the barracks and I will write my report.

We will do this.

I will go and you go away to house.

And we will not speak again about this.

What do you want to say?

That Fremont Y Cofruit tart never

they existed and we never saw them.

I will not go away to house, Tom.

Sight, Paul.

This that you want, you do not want it.

You do not want to do it.

You do not know who I am or what want.

Who are it to judge me?

Do you want to be a warrior?

Then let's do it.

Again viglando at night, Tom?

I have been watching them.

Tom...

... creste that would not do anything repecto to you?

If it is like that, do it.

I know that he wants my head in his wall.

But who will go to where the law does not come?

You, Captain?

You? It will clean the garbage

and will he avoid more deaths?

Not.

He needs me, I am his partner.

He hates me, but he needs me.

Ludlow...

... perhaps be right.

Perhaps yes we need you.

But you also need me.

Detective.

One day you have thought that

Whashington died because it was corrupt.?

Or because he started speaking?

It changes your bullets.

We do not want bullets of the Department

in these idiots.

It uses the gloves.

Go, these if there are bullets really.

Do we enter and kill them?

Not, I will rise to them a few questions.

Then we kill them.

They come late.

Do I list?

Do you know what you face?

The types are a few monsters.

If it is not a question of sex, to steal

or to kill, it is not interesting to them.

Do I list?

Yes.

Take us.

In agreement, I tried to warn them.

Enter.

You, to the wall.

What is this? We are police officers.

Accept it.

- it are of giving credit, LaShawn.

- Cllate, Scribble.

It enters.

I am not playing! To the wall

before it demolishes you the brains.

We come to carry on business.

Do you want to check me? Forward.

Curse!

Do you want to do it?

Because that did not create

that is going to allow it to you.

Relax, LaShawn.

Scribble says that it are of giving credit.

- Scribble:
what is there with these types?

- they are good. It are of giving credit.

- black sit down.

- Move!

Do they want a gulp?

Not, we are well.

We have the police here.

To the damned police.

Is there any honest police officer?

Do they all look for his benefit?

The one every who looks for it,

this way it is the world.

The police officers are like the weed.

You extract one...

... and two grow.

Washington became covetous.

Do not shoot me, I am going to extract something.

It is only a sample.

We can protect them.

We will help them to tranportarla, I hope there is

I am in danger or if they negotiate with one of Drugs.

Or after the people to arrest and to sell to them his drug.

We move big quantities.

Look at that! That is sexy.

It is better than the sex.

Better than the money.

It is not a Mexican drug.

It is a drug of the War of the Terror.

Of Afghanistan, friend.

It joins, we meet this one.

It was there the day that we demolish

the brains to Washigton.

Yes.

Were you, truly?

Calm, already I know to where this goes.

Calm. We have great drug.

Let's make use of it.

Close the snout!

That's why are you here?

You want to avenge the pathetic one

idiot, detective Ludlow?

Not, you did to me a favor.

You know who I am and I know who you are not.

If there are no Fremont and Cofruit tarts,

who are?

Who are we...

... detective?

We are an entire nightmare.

We walk and speak

under circustancias pressing.

Ludlow, waiting!

I know them!

It was finished, detective!

Curse!

I will kill them, idiots!

It lasts, Diskant.

Scribble, what bundles?

Take the gun and shoot him!

I am not a hoodlum.

Other one will go to your head!

Winston, do not do it.

Winston? What is that?

Your slave's name?

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