Throwdown Page #7

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"In the case of the people

of the state of california

versus torres, on count one,

the charge of rape,

we, the jury,

find the defendant

juan torres not guilty.

On count two,

for the charge of murder

in the first degree,

we, the jury,

find the defendant

juan torres not guilty."

Ladies and gentlemen

of the jury, I want

to thank you

for your very hard

and diligent work.

We appreciate it.

Mr. Torres...

You are free.

This proceeding is ended.

Tharseo.

Hey, jaxon,

glad I got you, man.

You headed to the house?

Yeah.

And torres?

Yeah, he's... he's being

released anytime.

Okay, good, looks like

everything's going to plan.

Hey, did you get that stuff

we talked about?

Hey, look, man,

you sure you wanna

go through with this?

- No other way?

- I don't see any

other way, man.

You have a better plan?

See, I didn't think so.

I don't do this, they kill her.

What choice do I have, okay?

Hey, look, stone,

be careful out there, okay?

The feds have been

trying put something

on this de la cruz

for some time now.

I mean, they just

can't get anything

to stick on this f***er,

that's all.

Okay. Look, if for some reason

I don't, y'know,

I don't come out of this...

hey, listen, man,

you will. Okay?

I need you to get

an envelope ready

for lisa thomas.

I need you to put

the things we talked about

in that envelope

and make sure

it gets to her safely.

Can you do that?

- Will do, man.

- Okay.

I'll see you soon.

All right, later.

You sure you wanna do this?

Do we have a choice?

Does anybody have a choice?

Let's do it.

Look at me.

Shh!

Shut the f*** up, b*tch.

- You think you can fu...

- Hey!

You guys have

a chance to walk away...

- Screw you.

- ...And leave this alone.

This doesn't have

to happen, okay? Look.

It's not too late.

Please, please listen to me.

- We can work something out!

I'm telling you, please!

- Look who's here, b*tch.

Look, it doesn't have

to end like this, okay?

It's not too late.

Okay, look.

I brought you

what you wanted,

so nobody's gotta die tonight.

You let her go, okay?

I'm sorry.

You're f***ing wrong,

counselor.

I promise you

someone will die today.

We'll make it

You get to choose.

This f***ing b*tch...

or this piece of sh*t.

- Choose.

- You want to float?

Can you float? Oh no, baby?

How about if I try to do this?

You can't. Well, try it then.

Get over here.

Get on your f***ing knees.

- F*** you.

- You motherf***er.

I'll blow you to f***ing hell.

Eh?

- Look, I'm going

to do this.

Choose!

You motherfucking

piece of sh*t.

Hey, a**hole.

Remember this pen?

Come and get it.

How about this one?

Huh?

- Get him.

- Ah!

Does this hurt?

Get up!

Pick this motherf***er up.

You got no more pistol, do you?

- Get over there.

- Come over here,

you a**hole.

You want to play? Huh?

I'm going to f***ing show you

who is the man.

Here you go.

How about I going to...

Oh my god, no.

You need your ears?

I'm going...

Clean this sh*t up.

Piece of sh*t.

Lawyer my ass.

Whoa whoa, stop!

Let her go.

You want her to die?

It's up to you.

Don't be stupid.

You can walk out of here

or in a body bag.

Your choice. Let her go.

Tat, come on.

Don't be f***ing stupid.

Drop it.

On your knees. Slowly.

Hands behind your head

and lock your fingers.

- Clear?

- Clear!

Hands behind your back.

Oh man.

Up.

It's over.

This way.

This is for you.

What is it?

He hid it here for you.

Also...

We received a recording

of de la cruz shooting

your brother.

Where's selena?

Witness protection.

Do you wanna join her?

No.

I'll be fine.

Good luck.

- ...Over at 60 first avenue.

Six-zero first avenue.

Received a complaint

in apartment 18-c,

like in charlie.

18-c.

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