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Detective Mackey, we're not done. In spite of this ruling, the final determination is up to the chief. Go to your captain, get her to put in a good word.
I see you're a married man. Is your wife pretty?
Beautiful.
Would you mind if I take her to Vegas for a dirty weekend? Ride her ass hard and put her away wet?
What?
Now that's 'bout the level of cooperation I can expect from my captain, on anything.
Did you really do all those things?
I did a lot of things that I shouldn't have done, for reasons that made sense at the time, but they're pretty hard to defend right now. What do you want me to say, that I'm different? I don't want to go to prison. Do you want me to go to prison?
Do either of you even feel any shame?
I don't think about it.
Well, that's honest. Sad thing is, I've known--maybe not the specifics, the details--but I've known, and I have let you infect me and our children. I'll help you this one last time... and then the kids and I are out of your life! That is my price. And you have to pay some kind of price.
Mackey! You do not interfere with this case.
Seeing as how I'm not a cop anymore, you really don't have the jurisdiction over what I do, Captain.
You rogue out on this, you do anything sideways like you did with Lemansky... and I'll lock up your corrupt ass faster than you can say, "how'd I lose this job?"
If this is what's left of it, I don't want it.
You think I'm wired?
We're more involved now. Rules of engagement change.
Midnight texts, chaperones, engagement... sounds like we're becoming an item.
Oh, Brothers all about his thick. Better go easy on that juice, D. Your brains turn into hot sauce, shrinks the balls to raisins. Oh... sorry, I'm too late.
My brain's fine-tuned, and them balls are the size of cat heads.
You try talking to white Farrah?
She's so spun out on crank, she doesn't know whether to piss standing up or sitting down.
This is still my campaign.
Mr. Mayor, the dick is up your ass. And I am the one who decides when it comes out.
The edge is where we live, all of us, all the time. People trying to convince themselves otherwise is just an exercise in self-deception.
Philosopher?
Former cop. Same deal, less horseshit.
During a raid on a drug dealer named Two-Time... I... shot and killed Detective Terry Crowley.
Y-you— you killed a police officer?
I planned it, and I carried it out. I shot him once just below the eye. Our Strike Team was committing criminal acts on a regular basis. At first it was just taking drugs from busts, turning it around, and selling it for profit. We were able to do this by making partnerships with local drug dealers and gangs, you know, that we knew we could leverage.
You son of a bitch.
I killed Crowley to protect me and my guys. I shot him with Two-Time's gun to divert suspicion, but Aceveda knew. So did Kavanaugh—the I.A.D. Investigator who was after us. They just couldn't prove it. I was too good.
Is that it?
[about the recorder] How much memory does that thing got?
[Vic has just finished confessing all his crimes at his immunity hearing. Olivia turns off the recorder.]
Do you have any idea what you've done to me?
I've done worse.
I want my deal, but I need a favor. It's not for Ronnie. It's for my ex-wife. I got her into some trouble. She was trying to protect me today, and she did something that might be construed as aiding and abetting.
Might be construed?
I'm Captain Claudette Wyms. I'm looking for Vic Mackey.
You found the bastard, but I guess now he's our bastard.
Mackey
How you enjoying your freedom?
Breathing deep, breathing easy.
Yeah, not for long. You're about to get on your horse and ride to our rescue.
Let me check my schedule there, Shane. Oh, sorry, I'm booked through next weekend.
Do you think I'm joking, shithead? I'm in a jam, which means we're both in a jam.
Not anymore. I cut those strings, baby. You and Annie Oakley are officially on your own.
Bullshit.
Well, if it were bullshit, I'd be pulling your ass out of yet another Vendrell bear trap. You chew your own goddamn leg off from now on.
I don't think you're listening to me. I need something from you.
[Pulling up on a driveway] And you're not listening to me, Shane. Ronnie and I work for I.C.E. now. Yeah, I cut the deal last night. Full immunity for everything all of us ever did. I even used your little black book with all our dirty deeds as a guide. You forgot a few things. You know that?
[shocked] Bullshit.
Afraid not. Trouble with you, you're always trying to be as smart as me. Now I'm walking away clean, and you're the pathetic asshole headed for Antwon Mitchell Ville.
You know, you always thought you were twice the family man I was, right? The great dad, a loving, misunderstood husband, right? Your family loves you so much, Vic, why'd they turn on you, huh? Corrine's working with the cops, buddy. She answered one of our calls and handed the phone over to Claudette, who tried to get us to come in, with you as the big catch. [Vic is shocked, just as Ronnie arrives in his car] You know that? The mother of your children has been playing you. She would rather see you go to prison than to hug one of your own kids again. Whatever happens to me and Mara, at least we'll be together for it. Who you got, Vic? Tell me! Who you got?
[seething] When you and queen bitch are serving your mandatory life sentences apart, I'm gonna check in on Jackson and this other kid once a year on their birthdays. I'm gonna tell them some good old stories about ma and pa, muss their hair, take them out for an ice cream...
[angry] You don't even get to look at my kids! Ever! Do you understand that?!
Yeah, well, I'll send you a postcard from Space Mountain. [Vic hangs up the phone, while Shane angrily hangs up.]
[ in the Barn's interrogation room.] You heard about Shane. What he did to his pregnant wife, his young son. He wrote a note.
[Claudette produces the suicide note. Vic remains silent.]
[reading] "I guess enough painkillers can make even the worst kind of hurt go away. The thing you need to know is that Mara was innocent, and Jackson was innocent. They didn't know what they were drinking, and their last moments together were happy ones. They left the way I first found them, perfect and innocent. They were innocent; they're in heaven now, and we'll always be a family. [Pauses] The guilty ones are me and Vic. Vic led, but I kept following. I don't think one's worse than the other, but we made each other into something worse than our individual selves. I wish I'd never met him. I see it all now, there's no apologies I can make, no explanations I can give. I was who I was, and I can't be that person anymore. I can't let myself..."
[Vic's expression has changed to show his distress.]
We think this is where he was when we came in, because it stops there. All those busts...all those confessions you got in this room, illegal or otherwise...all the drugs you got off the street tonight for ICE...you must be very proud of yourself.
[Vic's expression is emotionless. He remains silent.]
This is what the hero left on his way out the door.
[Claudette produces the photos of Shane and his family. She places them on the table, glares at Vic, and leaves.]
Ronald Everett Gardocki, you are under arrest.
For what?
The last three years!
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