Bosch · Season 1
[Steering catamaran ship] Xavi!
Problem? Why we stopping?
The genny feel offline to you?
No.
I want to check it out. Take the wheel?
Sure.
[Goes below] God damn it! Hit the killswitch!
[Dobbs comes back up] Everything okay?
Yeah. A-okay. [Shoots Xavi in head]
We do what we have to do.
[Enters interrogation room to Terry] You know the drill.
Checkable facts.
Mm-hmm.
Good. Make the witness feel comfortable. But sometimes you used to press, make 'em anxious.
You feeling anxious, Terry?
Not in the least.
Then indulge me.
Just still in a hurry. Okay... Friday night. I took my grandson to a Clippers game, dropped him off after, talked with my son. Then I got the news about Elias.
From Sheehan?
Rooker. He and Pipes and Fix were at RHD, and I tagged along for the call.
You still tight with them?
Some of 'em.
And where was Sheehan?
Ask him.
I would love to. He should have been here by now.
Maybe he got caught up in some police work. Uh... He'll make his way down here.
Any idea why he's being shy?
We were only partners for a short time.
Still, you got to know him, like you do.
Are we still talking about Elias?
You never liked him, did you? Even back in the day.
No, I did not. The man's got a binary view of the world... no... no room for nuance.
Like with Michael Harris.
I mean, we were tough on Harris, but we didn't cross the line. Harris...
Yeah, palmed that pencil and... [gestures with pen] punctured his own ear.
And screamed torture. Then we find out later he'd done a similar thing before. Look it up. Tried to jack this insurance company on a fraudulent claim.
Santi, you know me. We got history. You know that I'm not capable of that. Or this.
You're right. [Sighs] I do know you... well.
My word ain't enough?
It was... once.
Thank you. City attorney's discovery was thin, but you knew that.
Why is it that guys like you, when you don't get your own way, always assume it's personal?
Tell me about this witness list.
Lengthy. Meant to daze and confuse.
In a trial that Elias apparently thought wouldn't last long.
Read into that whatever you like.
Someone turned this case for him.
I can't share his strategy, Bosch.
I can guess his strategy. Terry Drake and Frankie Sheehan are the only ones who know for sure what happened in that junkyard bathroom.
Is that a question or an answer?
You tell me.
Nice try. Again, we're stuck at what I can't legally divulge. Not a good place to be. So, if you will excuse me. [Walks past him and away]
Mom...
Hey. How'd it go?
I just talked to Reggie. He's still in China. He tried to call you.
What? When? What did he say?
They took away his passport, so he can't get out of the country.
Wait. What?
What is going on? And please don't say "nothing."
Honey, I don't know.
What did you do?
Nothing.
I am so sick of this!
Okay, I haven't talked with him yet. We've been working through some things, so, I mean, it's...
Complicated? Is that your way of saying you're splitting up?
[Sighs] No.
So you don't want to tell me. Fine. There's nothing to tell. Go ahead and screw up your relationship with Reggie, just don't mess up mine. [Madeline walks up stairs]
Madeline... [Madeline slams door]
[Harry arrives to his residence backyard to find Frank on porch] I knocked. Nobody was home.
If someone was, I'd be throwing your fսckin' ass down that hill.
You think I killed Elias?
Where you been, Frank?
Here and there. Doesn't matter. Everyone's a suspect till they're not. I have all these... thoughts rattling around in my head.
I'll bet you do. Quickest way to clear yourself, Frank... give me your piece.
[Scoffs] Sorry, Harry. [Sighs] Nowhere else to go.
Come on. Let's go inside. Oh, shit, it's fսcking cold up here at night. Yeah. Catalina eddy. Wind comes whipping off the ocean. [Frank stands up] Go inside.
[Standing in Harry's living room window] Actually drove by Hollywood Station. Goddamn microwave forest. All those news vans lined up. fսck¡ng L.A. City wants to blame this on a cop. Already made up their minds. City doesn't decide. People have no idea. They have no fսck¡ng idea what it takes to do this work. I didn't do Howard Elias, Bosch. I wouldn't waste a bullet on that mοtherfսcking shyster. I did, once. Have to kill a guy. You read about that in my TEAMS report? Oscar Villanova. Male, Hispanic. It was a good shoot, everyone said, you know? It was a good shoot, everyone said, you know? But every October 12, his birthday, I think about how he's not getting any older.
All our secrets come out at some time, Frank. Maybe it's your time.
I didn't kill Elias. I did Black Guardian. I did that one, Bosch. I'm not proud of it. [Walks to couch] Happened just like Harris said. [Sits down] Pencil in the ear, squeal and confess.
Heat of the moment.
Thought we had our guy. I was so fսcking angry. The Kincaid girl, picturing her... tied up somewhere and alone, scared. You'd have done the same thing, Harry. You would've. Cops like us, we get stuff done.
[Having lunch with Harry at a restaurant patio] Feds were investigating Stanley Woo in China?
Please. [Dryly chuckles] Dragon Head of the Wu Fu Triad. How does he not get looked at?
You told me Reggie walked away from his uncle and the family business when he married you.
Walked away.
Walked back. Swell. When were you gonna tell me?
[Having lunch with Harry at a patio] Organized crime is a fact of China. Has been for a thousand years. Reggie doesn't think of it the way we do. I don't care what Reggie thinks, but our daughter... I know. That's why Maddie and I stayed in Vegas when you got the job in Macao.
Why'd you go back last year?
I just... I wasn't ready to give up on him. And then Griffin came to me with an assignment. Help them see if family Woo was behind something they were looking into, and I'd get my credentials back. I know, I know. I just thought if I could show Reggie what his uncle was doing, he would come back to us. Turns out his uncle wasn't even involved.
In that.
"In that". Reggie found out, we had this blow-out. Said I had to choose between the FBI and him. And I said, "No, it's your choice: your uncle, or Maddie and me."
You did the right thing.
I kept trying to convince myself that he was gonna choose us. And then, this morning... He's making a big mistake. I loved him, Harry. Past lives just catch up with us. Can't change who we are. Not your fault. Not his. Maddie takes the hit. She's a tough bird, like her mama. She'll understand. That her mom is a two-time loser?
Come on, Eleanor. What's the matter with me?
Not a thing.
...
[Realizes Eleanor has forgotten her phone walking to her vehicle] Eleanor, your phone! [Motorcylists come by and assassinate Eleanor] Fuck! [Rushes forward with gun drawn]
Frank.
You fսckеd me.
No, you fսckеd yourself. You lied to me.
After all your bullshit about believing me and proving me fսcking innocent...
Nothing I can do about ballistics.
Aw, shit no. Yeah, that's a perfect frame. Yeah, whose idea was that?
You still saying you didn't shoot Elias?
Yeah, and my gun didn't either because I had it with me and I wasn't fսckin' there.
You're a blackout drunk.
Fսck off, Harry! How would you even know?
Fսck you! Explain the match.
I... I can't. I can't.
Time was that would've been your job.
Hmm? Yeah. What happened to you?
What they're saying about the cop is true. Francis Sheehan.
There is compelling evidence.
Well, killing my husband won't stop the civil suit.
No, it won't.
[Pause] But that's not why you're here.
You would have made a formidable lawyer, Millie, the way you can read people.
No, I don't love the law the way Howard did. I don't enjoy the game.
And yet, you sent your son to Hollywood station looking like a poster for police brutality.
I let my anger get the best of me.
Well, I've come hoping to persuade you not to let your anger inflame an already volatile situation.
Well, conflagration can be cleansing.
Well, give me a chance to make some changes before consigning the entire city to hellfire.
Mayor Ramos wants to position himself as the reformer.
His blue ribbon panel.
I told him no. If I go back to work, it won't be as a professional widow. I said no to Bradley Walker, as well.
What did the commissioner want?
To tell me that his foundation is funding this beast, assure me that it will have real teeth, power to change the corrosive culture of your department.
His words or yours?
[Pause, then gets up from couch seat with Irvin then getting up] They're trying to throw you under the bus, Irvin. And even in the fog of my grief, that doesn't sit right. [Walks away]
[Sitting in Billets office with her looking over folder sheet] There were three of them detained, so backgrounds took a while. It's all in the log entry. But Sergeant Mankiewicz suggested I run it by you. What I wrote is what happened.
Not so much what you say but how you say it, Sergeant. Powers and Edgewood screwed up. They should be dinged. The question is by whom and for how long.
I don't understand.
Well, we got lucky the civilians dropped it. But this goes in, we're forced to file a 128 face sheet. Hyped up as this city is, evidence of more cop misbehavior is about the last thing we need.
I could smell alcohol on Officer Powers' breath from three feet away. Edgewood, the same. There are rules.
Well, rules say you should've made them blow. Right? Rules are a guide.
Okay. Then what?
A notice to correct stops at my desk. It never goes public. Trust me, they will feel my wrath. They will accept it, and just as important, you will still be accepted. Clear?
It's clear.
...
[Holding paper] This is a notice to correct.
Only because Mank told Sergeant LaForest to run it by me before he cut a face sheet.
Nothing happened.
Three civilians up against a wall under threat of deadly force? By two officers seen in a nearby bar?
None of 'em beef'd us.
The driver had an outstanding warrant that you traded. Lucky you.
[Sighs and sets paper on desk and starts writing] All right. [Sighs heavily] Lieutenant, look, this... is all on me, all right? I misread the situation. Edge had it covered.
Your point?
[Sighs] He doesn't deserve an NTC.
Not to mention this is gonna put a dent in his plans to move up to Vice. [Files paper in folder and gets up, walking to door] Yeah, this is gonna cost him six months before he can reapply. If he hadn't engaged after a few beers, you wouldn't have had a situation to misread. You're both excellent street cops. This time, you both fսckеd up.
[Going out door] Thanks for stepping on the 128. I'll let Edge know.
Got support so we can go in?
Yeah, but this is a follow-away caper, Bosch. Watch and wait.
He's one guy. You play pool?
Always wanted to learn. [Harry and Jerry jump out of vehicle]
Bosch! Shit!
[In Chinese to Triad member] That's not Chinese! Stop making a fool of yourself!
Who is he?
Just what he said. High-level MSS agent, consular cover.
Son of some party bigwig. A princeling, corrupt or gone rogue. He was running a money dump from China.
Parking cash in local banks for God knows what kind of financial terror.
You just let him walk?
Fly. And no, we didn't. I don't think the president could have kept Chen here without an international incident.
We tail him back to Shanghai, see who he answers to back there. When his bosses realize how completely he's failed and exposed them, then...
Whatever they do to him is worse than anything you or I could ever imagine.
And that offers comfort to me? My daughter?
Eleanor Wish was instrumental in bringing down a major foreign threat to our country. She gave her life for it. I should think that's something that you'd want to honor.
You assholes got her killed. [Punches Jay in the face]
You're wrong. Griffin put his reputation on the line for her.
What is this? If I'm wrong, this is your boss' phone, you can just give it back to him. But if I'm right, you'll find that he sent a photo that Eleanor took at the poker game and gave it to a Chinese intermediary... who exposed it to the man who had Eleanor killed.
We found his number on Eleanor's cell. Backtracked the texts from the call log.
Maybe he didn't realize how dangerous Chen was when he sent it, but Griffin poked a hornets' nest to see what flew out. It was two assassins on a motorcycle.
This is fucked up.
I don't know about you, Chuck, but for me... a special agent like that shouldn't be in charge of anything.
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