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Thank you. All right, gentlemen, what do we have here?
A drive-by outside a neighborhood bar.
Lots of 7.62 casings. Probably from an AK-47.
We have three male African-American victims.
Two dead here. Third died on his way to the hospital.
There are over a hundred patrons of this night club holed up.
Thought it'd be better to interview them downtown.
I've got buses coming to pick them up.
Thank you, lieutenant. Just make sure we don't let anything slip by.
Thank you. All right. What gang are we dealing with?
In between territories, chief.
Maywoods to the north, Rolling 50s to the south.
It's kind of a neutral area, gang-wise...
...so it's hard to say who might be responsible.
Any idea what time this all went down?
Victims left the club around 1 a.m.
That's when a dark blue or black sedan drove down the street.
The manager was outside having a cigarette at the time.
Said he heard the shooter yell, "What up, T-ball?" before he opened fire.
We're running T-ball through a database.
Did the manager know of any arguments inside the club?
GABRIEL: No. It was a mellow night.
TAO: We checked security cameras. They don't have any.
One reason this place is so popular.
Splendid.
Sorry. I'm the only guy on tonight. I'll be out of your way in a sec.
BRENDA: All right. What do we have? FLYNN: Chief.
That victim tried crawling away.
This one never had a chance.
And, uh, that's what's left of the one who died on the way to the hospital.
What is it, detective?
I'm not sure, chief.
They don't look like gangsters.
This guy's wearing Army dog tags.
What?
This one too.
These men are soldiers.
Chief. Chief, turns out the third victim is alive.
- Where? PROVENZA: County General.
They're trying to stabilize him now.
Tao, when y'all interview the people from the club, keep the facts to ourselves.
Find out if anyone from inside knows about these murders.
- Yes, ma'am. BRENDA: Get these bodies removed...
...before anyone has a chance to see them. Gabriel...
...call Chief Pope. I need to speak with him as soon as possible.
And, Lieutenant Flynn, contact the Army, don't give away any details.
I need a military representative to meet with us tonight.
- Yes, ma'am. BRENDA: Thank you.
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[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON PA]
Guy flatlined three times in the ambulance.
EMT had given up by the time we got here.
Then the guy coughs, and now they're working on him again.
- He's in here. - Thank you.
- Is he conscious? - Barely.
- I need to ask questions. - Don't get in our way.
- His name? - Dog tags are on the tray.
NURSE 1: The 18-gauge standing by.
DOCTOR: Gotta keep that BBM going.
NURSE 2: BP is dropping.
NURSE 3: Get some blood on stand-by. - Mr. Baylor?
NURSE 4: Venous stamp seven-eight.
Mr. Baylor, I'm a police officer. I wanna ask you some questions.
Ty, look at me. Can you hear me?
DOCTOR: He can't speak. Lungs have collapsed.
Ty, I wanna find out who did this to you.
- I'm gonna ask you some questions and... DOCTOR: Spin an H and H.
- He's got a bilateral hemothorax. NURSE 2: Got 400 cc's in the chest tube.
I want you to squeeze my hand. Squeeze once for yes...
...and twice for no. Can you do that?
Good. Good.
- Did you see who shot at you? - He's bradying down.
Do you know why you were shot?
Something to do with your service?
NURSE 2: Lost his pulse again. BRENDA: Ty?
- Go. We have to open him up now. BRENDA: Anything to do with your service?
- Here we go. Coming through. NURSE 1: One thousand two hundred.
WOMAN 1: No, I did.
MAN 1: Right now. WOMAN 1: Six, eight, five.
MAN 2: That's my Bluetooth. WOMAN 2: I'll give it back.
Right in here.
OFFICER: Ma'am, ma'am, one at a time. MAN 3: What's up, man?
- Guy didn't make it, huh? - No. No, he didn't.
- Let Chief Pope know I'm here. - Uh, he's not in. Hasn't called back.
Well, could you try him again? This case could...
...have national security implications. And I may need his help.
Thank you.
Okay, folks. Here they are.
Chief, three members of the U.S. Army Rangers.
Sergeant Willy Ogedi, he's from Tulsa. Twenty-two.
We have Sergeant Lance Riggs. He's 23, from Detroit.
And, uh, here's the young man you went to the hospital to meet.
Staff Sergeant Ty Baylor, 24. Los Angeles.
Um, as a matter of fact, he, apparently, uh, was raised in this area here.
About four miles from where he was shot to death.
Now, this is the kicker, everyone.
These three boys just came home yesterday from Afghanistan.
Uh, chief, we've downloaded 34 of the bar patrons' phones so far.
We've got three pictures and a video of our victims inside the club.
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Now, people we spoke to said they behaved themselves.
Stayed out of trouble.
Detective Gabriel, you said earlier that the shooter called out a name, T-ball?
Do we know who that is yet?
Yeah. An officer I spoke to in Newton said that he knew...
...of a T-ball that ran with the One-Ten Crips.
One-Ten Crips roll in Baylor's neighborhood, chief.
Maybe Sergeant Ty Baylor's moniker was T-ball?
No, he's clean. No gang background. No record.
Lieutenant Tao, did anyone from inside the club actually see the bodies?
No. Manager says whenever he hears gunshots...
...he keeps everyone inside until the police arrive.
Chief, this is Major Edward Dorcet.
He was contacted by our military affairs officer.
- Uh, major, this is Deputy Chief Johnson. - Pleasure, ma'am.
Um, is there someplace that we could talk privately?
Thank you so much for coming in, Major Dorcet.
I'm assuming that the FBI has been notified as well?
We haven't determined that this is a federal crime, but...
Chief Johnson, three members of the United States military are dead.
- I'm aware of that. - And so you may also be aware...
...that we're potentially looking at a terrorist act here.
There are people to be notified.
Look, major, I asked you here, in person, because I'm gonna need your help.
Right now we need to treat these murders exactly like a gang drive-by.
It is very, very important that you don't give any information to your superiors...
Excuse me, but I have three important objectives.
First, I have to notify the Department of Defense...
...in case the shooting was a terrorist attack on our soldiers.
I must make sure that the person responsible is apprehended.
And the families of these men need to be notified.
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- Chief Johnson? - What is it, commander?
There's a guy here claiming to have information on these murders.
Well, where is he?
Doesn't wanna come into the Murder Room.
Too many eyes between here and the elevator.
Would you contact our official FBI liaison...
...and alert him to my situation with Major Dorcet?
You got it, chief.
Chief Johnson, this is Turell, Sergeant Ty Baylor's twin brother.
You must be T-ball.
Turell Baylor, also known as T-ball.
Spent two years in juvie for armed robbery.
As an adult, he served 90 days on a gun possession...
...was arrested twice for narcotics, no charges filed.
TAYLOR: Been an active member...
...of the One-Ten Crips since he was 15 years old.
None of that changes anything.
Everything about these murders says gangs.
Major, it's pretty clear...
...whoever shot these men was aiming at the wrong brother.
When you have proof, I'll be out of your hair. But at this point, I have orders...
...to report these murders to the DOD and confirm this was not a terrorist attack.
Beyond that, I must see that the responsible party...
...or parties, are apprehended.
The families deserve to know what happened to them.
Sir, the minute you report this, the killer will find out he shot the wrong man.
And when this goes public, I will lose the only tactical advantage I have.
Look, major, you wanna run...
...and tell your superiors the sky is falling, go ahead.
It's not gonna look good for you...
...when Homeland Security raises the threat level...
...and it turns out your guys were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Maybe you're unfamiliar with what happened in Little Rock last year.
Or Fort Hood. But these attacks on our soldiers are not uncommon.
Our active duty personnel need to... No, they deserve to be alerted...
...to the potential for more acts of violence.
Major, my father was an Air Force officer for 25 years.
And I was born on a military base.
And tonight I held Ty Baylor's hand as he died.
No one is more committed to finding out who did this than I am.
Just give me 15 minutes.
Let me talk to Sergeant Baylor's brother...
...and see if I can't nail down exactly what happened tonight.
Just 15 minutes, please.
Tell me how you found out about your brother being shot, Turell.
My celly was getting blown up.
Texts from fools thinking I was the one hit.
Thing is, people gotta go on thinking that or they gonna try again.
Or they'll go after my family instead. That's why I want protection.
- Protection? - Police protection. Can you do that?
They killed my brother on accident. I was the dude who they was after.
- Uh, are you in a gang, Turell? - What you think, homes?
What makes you believe you were the intended victim and not your brother?
Ty? Heh. No. Everyone likes Ty.
He joined the Army, bought his ticket out of here.
- But you stayed behind. - Chose the life. You know.
That's why it's me they after. Ain't like tonight has been the first time, neither.
- Someone's tried to kill you before? - Few days ago. Thursday.
Tell me, where did this happen?
I was on 59th.
59th and what?
If you want my help, you're gonna have to be more specific.
I was coming up on Crocker, I guess. It was like 4 in the afternoon.
And this dude rolls up in a black Cutlass, just unloads on me.
The manager told us the car in the drive-by was dark blue or black.
I dropped behind some trash cans, heard the shots popping all around.
He took off, I boned out, hit the first alley I could find.
Show us exactly where.
Buzz.
Chief, it's legit.
There was a call for shots fired at 59th and Crocker...
...for 4:15 pm on Thursday.
We're gonna send a few detectives there, see if we can confirm your story.
Okay, you got this, Sanchez. Grab Tao on your way out.
Bring back a bullet that matches the bullets fired at our soldiers, please.
BRENDA: While we wait on that...
...why don't you tell me why you think someone's trying to kill you?
It was a store, all right?
It was nearby where I live. Been there forever.
Everyone knows it's off-limits.
Like you don't steal so much as a candy bar from this place. Feel me?
A few weeks ago it got robbed. A couple people got killed.
- And you were a witness? - Can't say.
- Where'd you say this T-ball lived again? - Newton.
Tell her he's talking about the Shootin' Newton murders.
- She'll know what you mean. - Chief, he's talking...
...about the Shootin' Newton murders.
- I know the case you're talking about. - You do?
A double murder at a store in your neighborhood.
74-year-old owner was shot to death. Along with his 8-year-old grandson.
- Yeah. That's the one. Yeah. BRENDA: Tell me what you know...
...about these murders, Turell. - Not till I know you gonna protect us.
- Me and my family. - Answer our questions...
No. My mom and my sister first.
Okay? Just... Please.
My brother's already dead because of me.
Okay.
We're gonna send someone out to pick them up. 2623 Holly, is that correct?
- Yeah, yeah. That's my spot. - Gabriel, you and Provenza see to it...
...that Mrs. Baylor and her daughter are taken to a secure location?
Yes, ma'am.
Chief, Newton was looking at a suspect named Reggie Moses.
BRENDA: Okay. Your family's gonna be safe.
Major. Special Agent Howard.
L.A.P.D.'s FBI liaison.
Thank God. You have to help me with this woman.
BRENDA: Tell me what you know about these convenience-store murders.
Maybe we can find the person who killed your brother.
Should I be looking at Reggie Moses?
Yeah.
Reggie Moses. Yeah. Yeah, he a One-Ten Crip. Like me.
And why do you think it was him?
Were you involved somehow?
Look...
...I just gotta make sure I ain't gonna get in trouble, that's all.
That's not a guarantee I can make at this time.
Why don't you sit tight?
Oh, Agent Howard, nice of you to join us.
Although, we may have called you for no reason.
Excuse me? Heh. Why is that?
Uh, it seems pretty clear to me from that interview...
...that we're dealing with a gang.
That does not fall under the purview of the FBI.
All I heard was a story...
...from a kid trying to save his skin. - Why aren't you under...?
And it seems pretty clear this T-ball is holding something back.
I say you give him some kind of immunity agreement...
...so that he tells you what he knows. - That is absolutely out of the question.
For all we know, T-ball and Moses robbed that store.
T-ball could be a corroborating witness who could put Reggie away...
...which would allow me to at least partially comply with my orders to...
- I need more time... - I just gave you more time.
And I just gave you a plausible explanation for what happened.
Please, major, I need...
- Give me until noon to find Reggie... - Can't wait.
Wait. Hold on. Hold on. Major. Major.
While we let the L.A.P.D. find this Reggie Moses...
...you and I notify the families of these soldiers. No, wait, Chief Johnson.
We notify the families of these soldiers...
...that their sons died in what may have been a terrorist attack.
We'll stress that this information remain secret...
...until the military and FBI can confirm the nature of the ongoing threat.
- You're asking me to lie. TAYLOR: You either think...
...that this was a terrorist attack or you don't, major. Which one is it?
Listen, speaking for the FBI...
...I think we give the L.A.P.D. until noon to find Reggie.
After that, if Chief Johnson is wrong about who killed these soldiers...
...I'm sure she will help you sound the alarm herself.
Fine. We'll notify the families as the FBI suggests.
But if other soldiers die today under similar circumstances...
...it's on you.
Okay, uh, Lieutenant Flynn, I desperately need to speak with Reggie Moses.
See if we can bring him in. Get a warrant for his house.
Maybe we can find some weapons that ties him to last night's murders.
I, uh, figure you'll want the files for the Shootin' Newton murders...
...transferred to Major Crimes?
Yes, commander, thank you. And get Chief Pope down here, please.
As soon as possible.
I need his support for the L.A.P.D.'s position on this case.
Chief, the fact that you made the short list for chief of police...
...and Pope didn't, well, he's, um, a little bit off-balance.
Then straighten him out, please.
I'm not about to let the killer of three soldiers go free...
...just because his nose is out of joint.
Charlie Niles owned his store for 33 years.
He'd give candy to any kid who came in and showed him a good report card.
Practically considered family in the neighborhood.
His grandson, Chris, turned 8 a month ago.
Shooter used a 9 mm. No hits on the casings.
Crime scene photos are in here, if you wanna see them.
It didn't hit the press, but, uh, apparently little Chris here was chased...
...into a storage room where he was... - Shot in the head.
What do we know about Reggie Moses?
Well, they say that he's the number three man in the One-Ten Crips.
Certainly has the rap sheet to prove it.
Oh, hello, major. Notifications go okay?
The families have agreed to keep the information to themselves...
...for the moment. - I'm arranging for the FBI...
...to relieve Gabriel where we're protecting T-ball's family.
- We'll maintain them till further notice. - Thank you so much, Agent Howard.
Uh, commander, any word on Chief Pope?
He'll be here shortly.
Chief, we found the bullets on 59th Street right where Turell said we would.
And ballistics confirm they came from the same AK-47...
...used to kill our soldiers.
The weapon from the convenience store was a 9 mm.
So if what Turell said is true, then Reggie switched guns.
Newton found Reggie's prints all over the store counter...
...so it seems like he's the right guy. - Also, according to the DMV...
...Reggie Moses owns a black '97 Cutlass...
...like the one T-ball says was used by whoever shot at him.
PROVENZA: That matches the description of the car used in the drive-by last night.
What?
Reggie Moses is a powerful member of the One-Ten Crips.
I see him doing a drive-by.
But why would he rob a store that's being protected by his own gang?
And shoot an 8-year-old boy?
If it doesn't feel right, it's because there's something Turell isn't telling you.
I've said it before, give him immunity. And get his story.
- Not an option, major. - He had nothing to do with the drive-by.
FLYNN: Uh, excuse me, major.
Chief, meet Reggie Moses.
You want him in there?
Yes, please.
Okay, well, Reggie's house came up clean.
No guns. No ammunition.
But we have his cell. And that's another matter.
He got a text last night. Check this out.
"Yo, Club Beatz. Turell's in the house."
- Who sent that text? - Prepaid phone. No way of knowing.
Reggie's crew is smart.
FYI, Newton Division said that Reggie lawyered up at the drop of a hat.
Really?
We'll see about that.
Pardon me, gentlemen.
Ever deal with her before?
- Uh, on and off. - Phew. Piece of work.
My opinion? She needs to get laid.
Mm. I don't think that's the problem, really.
Reggie, I take it you're familiar with the Niles Convenience Store?
The police found your prints there.
- So? BRENDA: So they found them...
...while looking into the murder of the owner and his 8-year-old grandson.
Maybe I been there before. But that don't mean I killed nobody.
Besides, I went through this already with them other cops in Newton.
But now we're sure there's someone who can identify you for those murders.
Fool, please.
I bet you all the cash in your pocket there ain't no such witness.
BRENDA: Really?
Did something happen to that witness? What do you know?
Listen, lady, I'm gonna tell you like I told them other cops who was coming at me.
- I want a lawyer. DORCET: Damn it.
I'm Assistant Chief Will Pope.
Taylor brought me up to speed. How can I help?
BRENDA: Lieutenant Flynn, put Reggie here...
...in the conference room while he waits for his attorney.
And, uh, turn on the news for him.
Let's keep him abreast of current events.
Thank you.
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Come in.
- What's going on? - We need Turell to tell us what he knows.
And offering him an immunity agreement is the wrong play to make at this time.
- I've just set up Reggie to confess. - How? He asked for his lawyer.
Allow me to keep him watching the news, he'll revoke.
I just need four more hours.
You're asking for more time? I don't believe this.
Turell's involvement in this case is way too murky right now to offer him a pass.
If he was Reggie's accomplice, he is as responsible for the death of that boy...
...as if he pulled the trigger himself. We cannot offer him immunity.
Yeah. Actually...
You're considering this?
DORCET: I don't care if Turell or T-ball or whatever...
...was a witness to what happened in this store or an accomplice.
- All I care about is Reggie Moses... - I'm aware of your objectives.
- arrested for the murders. If the immunity agreement...
I will get Reggie to confess. Just give me four...
Three more hours. Just three more hours.
DORCET: You're out of time.
So make the immunity deal, or I make my call.
Let me know what you're gonna do.
Brenda, look, whatever else happens...
...the guy who shot and killed three soldiers cannot leave our custody.
This is not what I asked you here to do.
Yes, it is.
Have the DA draw up an immunity agreement...
...get Turell to sign it and tell you what he knows.
If you wanna have any chance of being the chief...
...you cannot start a war with the Army.
Get this over with.
For your own sake.
Turell Baylor's "get out of jail free" card.
If it comes to that.
You got Turell to give up his right to counsel?
I thought it might expedite things.
Without a witness of some kind, you don't have a case against Reggie Moses.
But what if Turell tells us that he and Reggie robbed that store together...
...and they're both responsible?
Then Turell walks free.
I agree. It sucks.
But let's do it anyway. Okay?
BRENDA: I take it you've read the immunity agreement, Turell?
You bet.
You understand it's good only as long as what you tell me is true?
Yeah.
And you can't use nothing I say against me, right?
That's right.
So you initial here, here, and you sign down at the bottom.
We provide you and your family protection...
...so long as you are a cooperative witness...
...when charges are filed against Reginald Moses.
Sweet deal.
You stated earlier that Reggie Moses...
...made attempts on your life to silence you.
Because I know he the dude who killed those two at the store.
- Here we go. BRENDA: Tell me how you know that.
I was just going there for a soda.
Reggie comes busting out the door all crazy-eyed.
He's got the 9. I'm like, "What's up?" thinking he robbed the place.
He just took off.
Then I go inside and see old dude with a hole in his chest. I freak.
I'm looking around, find the little kid in the back room...
Reggie, man.
Well, he shot him in the head.
So I gave the cops Reggie's name.
Fools brought him in for questions. Put him back on the street.
He knows I'm the one that dropped the dime on his ass.
What do you think he's gonna do then, huh?
Is that all, Turell?
What you mean, lady? That's what happened.
You said you didn't wanna get in trouble.
But according to that statement, you haven't done anything wrong.
So why do you need immunity?
You mentioned that boy in the store.
- Had you ever seen him there before? - No. Nuh-uh.
Then how did you know to go look for him, Turell?
That boy was found in the storage room.
In an area you couldn't see from anywhere else in the store.
You just said you found the owner dead behind that counter.
But instead of boning out of there, you decided to, what?
Wander around?
There was blood, you know? Like a trail on the floor.
- I just followed until I found the kid... - Turell, look.
There was no blood trail.
That boy was chased into the storage room before he was shot.
Look, I don't know what to tell you, all right?
- That's how it went. - Listen to me, Turell. Listen.
That immunity agreement goes away if you lie.
And that is exactly what you've done. There was no blood on that floor.
Reggie's lawyer will have that statement of yours thrown out of court.
And Reggie will walk.
And not only will he walk for the store murders...
...but he will walk for killing your brother as well.
I'm gonna give you one more chance, T-ball...
...and if you don't tell the truth this time, and I mean right now...
...I'm gonna send you home, release your family...
...and let Reggie back out on the street.
How do you think that'll turn out?
I can say anything about what happened in that store?
As long as it's the truth, yes, you can.
And it can't be used against me in court?
No. It can't.
Fine, then. I did it.
You did what?
Oh, my God.
Reggie didn't shoot nobody in that store.
I did. I killed those people.
- Turell Baylor is a double murderer? - No one saw this coming.
[DORCET SIGHS]
I'd go to the store now and then, take some beers, you know?
Thinking the old man owed up for how good my boys be treating him.
Dude never made no fuss.
Except this one day, he steps to me.
Telling me I'm taking advantage.
I kept saying, "Just give me the damn beer."
But he won't back off.
He's yelling at me, getting in my face...
...talking about how he gonna rat me to my boys. I ain't standing for that.
No. Some broke-down fool is gonna make me look bad? No.
So I pulled out my 9 and I shot him.
Happy, major? That clear everything up for you?
- And the boy? - I didn't know he was there.
Then I see him crying in the doorway. Just looking at me.
Like he gonna remember who I am, you know?
When he started running...
...I just...
...went after him.
And after you shot the kid?
Ran into Reggie on my way out.
I knew I was in trouble with him...
...because I shouldn't have been messing around there.
So you called the police and blamed it on him.
That's right. To save my ass.
Ain't like I had a choice.
We have two separate perpetrators.
Reggie's triple murder outside the club last night.
And Turell's double murder at the store two weeks ago.
And due to recent events, that double-murder case is now dead.
DORCET: Turell said Reggie saw him walk out of the store.
That makes Reggie your witness against Turell.
Reggie would also want a deal to testify against Turell.
No prosecutor, including me, would offer him anything less...
...than the death penalty for shooting soldiers.
So unless we find new evidence or a new witness, Turell walks.
At least you got your confirmation. Right, major?
So this is not the outcome you wanted.
But we know for sure why Reggie pulled the trigger last night.
- Make your arrest... - No, we can't.
We have no physical evidence tying Reggie to last night's murders.
- His motive is legally established... - Motive isn't evidence, major.
You're saying this bastard walks?
- That's what we're saying. - Unless he confesses.
Considering we can't talk to him since he lawyered up...
I'll get him to revoke. If I can just go back to the plan I was carrying out...
...before this immunity deal was forced on me.
You see a way to arrest Reggie for killing those men?
Yes, major, I do, because Reggie was never aiming at those servicemen.
GABRIEL: Write down everything that happened at the convenience store.
Is Southern California's housing market finally on the rebound?
Prices for the past month are encouraging. The media hope prices...
Don't I get a phone call or something?
Been sitting here all this time. Where's my lawyer?
I promise you you'll get your phone call.
When your lawyer arrives, we'll let him know we've arrested you for murder.
Arrested me for what murder?
Witness came to testify he saw you running from Niles Convenience Store.
Man, I told you, even bet you the cash in your pocket...
...there ain't no such witness.
I can understand why you'd think that, after the stunt you pulled.
- What stunt? - Those guys you shot at outside the club.
Guess what, Reggie. You missed.
I believe you know Turell Baylor here?
- Son of a bitch. - Because he certainly knows you.
- There's the reaction we want. BRENDA: Considering you tried to kill him.
He's agreed to make an official statement against you.
The two guys with Turell when you took a shot at him?
They're giving their statements upstairs.
- You're a hell of a bad shot, Reg. BRENDA: You were watching the news.
See any stories about people gunned down in front of a night club last night?
Thirty-seven shots, and you didn't hit any of them.
Lucky, or you'd be on your way to an indictment...
...for five murders instead of just two.
Either way, what T-ball is writing down in there is gonna put you away for life.
But the thing is, Reggie, I think he's lying.
I think he's setting you up to take the fall for what he did.
But I can't prove it, because you won't talk to me.
- I didn't kill nobody. - Shh!
Revoke your right to counsel if you wanna give me your side.
Yeah, okay. I'll talk.
I'll tell you what happened.
That fool was running out of the store when I rolled up.
Newton Division's got your prints.
I leaned over the counter to see the old man. Then I booked.
- What about the boy? - I didn't know until I saw it on the news.
I ain't got it in me to kill no little kid.
And besides, that store was protected.
Things like that come back on you.
On the streets or in prison.
Is that why you wanted to shut Turell up?
Yeah.
Firing a gun inside city limits is illegal.
And you did damage to several cars.
But since you gave me testimony against Turell here...
...I'm not gonna charge you...
...as long as you tell me where you dumped the gun.
As long as people know it wasn't me who did that store.
The gun's buried underneath my neighbor's porch.
The yellow one, next door.
Got him.
BRENDA: You did what you thought was necessary.
It can't be easy, you being in the same gang and all.
- I bet you've known T-ball a long time. - Yeah. Since he was a little kid.
- You know his brother too. - Yeah, I know Ty.
He joined up the Army I think.
Fight in Afghanistan.
I ain't seen him in a while.
Actually, Reggie, you have.
What do you mean?
Ty got back just yesterday.
And you saw him, Reggie.
- Where? - The parking lot of the club last night.
You mistook Ty for Turell. You shot him to death along with his Army buddies.
No, no, no. You said I didn't kill nobody.
- I lied. - Bitch, I'Il...!
[REGGIE GRUNTING]
- What just happened? BUZZ: I don't know.
She must've killed the feed.
You killed three U.S. Army Rangers last night to get back at Turell.
So you end up with the death penalty, and T-ball here, he gets to go home.
Back out on the street.
Even after what he did to those people in that store.
All right, Lieutenant Flynn...
...it's time to give Reggie his phone call now.
In fact, make it two. However many you need.
It's the L.A.P.D.'s unlimited calling plan, Reggie.
Make good use of it.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SIGHS]
Chief, what do you wanna do with Turell?
I wanna abide by the immunity agreement we made with him, detective.
Don't you?
- Hey. - Hey.
Ahem. Listen...
...about Turell, we'll stay on him.
- You know, one way or another... - Don't worry about Turell.
- You have a plan to deal with him? - I do.
Good.
It may seem to you...
...like my decision to give this creep immunity was somehow related...
...to this whole chief business... - Oh, no, no, no. Not at all.
Brenda, let me just get this out of the way.
I would hate for what's going on between us the past few weeks...
...you know, my behavior, to completely cancel out...
...everything we've been through together.
[POPE CLEARS THROAT]
Let me just say...
...I'm sorry.
- And, uh, I'll see you tomorrow. - Yes, you will.
[BRENDA SIGHS]
BRENDA: I wanna thank you for coming forward, Turell.
The man who murdered your brother will be facing the death penalty.
That's good, yeah. It's the least I could do, right?
BRENDA: Well, not really.
There's still the business about the old man and the little boy you murdered.
- You said we were done with that. - You still have immunity, that's a fact.
But if you would consider revoking that agreement, I might be able to help you.
Pfft. Ain't never giving up my immunity, lady.
You gave it to me. I'm keeping it.
I figured as much.
So you know, your family's gonna remain under FBI protection...
...until tomorrow when I bring them home.
You mean they're not at my house?
- Who's gonna stay here with me, then? - No one, I guess.
What's up, T-ball?
Hey.
See you, Turell.
- Wait, where you going? - Home. Why?
What's up? You're supposed to be protecting me.
According to the agreement, we're obligated to protect you...
...as long as you remain a credible witness against Reggie.
And that's no longer the case, is it?
Come on, you can't just leave me here.
Yes, I can.
Please.
Don't worry, Turell.
I have a feeling I'll be looking into your eyes again very, very soon.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Chief, you sure we shouldn't stick around?
I'm positive. Let's go.
How'd his boys know he was home? The story hasn't hit the news.
SANCHEZ: Reggie Moses was entitled to a phone call.
Maybe he spread the word.
David, I wanna leave.
Please.
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