The Shield · Season 1
I discussed the situation with community leaders. If they chose to warn him there's nothing I can do.
Oh, so they make the call for you instead!
Hey, that's conspiracy.
We don't want cops like him intruding into our lives!
Just give us Kim
I won't do that. [Vic tries to grab Choi]
Then you'll get more cops, not less. [To Vic] Grab every unit you can, turn those shops upside down! I want every inch of Koreatown smothered!
Like white on rice.
Matthew doesn't even think he did anything wrong. How am I supposed to reason with him?
Somehow.
I can't spend every second with him. You...you, can't take him, what are we supposed to do? Put him in a home?
You're serious?
[Pause] No.... I don't know.
We are not gonna put him away.
I don't want to.
Then don't bring it up again!
Megan has a shot at a normal life. Is this fair to her?
Of course not. But that doesn't mean we commit our son!
I am doing everything I can!
Vic': Well, then I'm going to have to step in.
[Waylon dressed as a beggar walks up to Vic's van]
Hey, take a walk.
You take a walk.
Waylon, what the hell are you doing here? You're going to tip these assholes off!
Me? Why don't you just paint 5-0 on the side of the van?
You're sitting in the Spook Street crew? What for?
What do you care. You're compromising everyone. Trish is in the store, Annie's over there-
You're stepping on our case!
We were here first!
[drops a coin in Waylon's cup] Get lost!
You get lost!
Aww, Jesus Christ!
Show and tell, kids!
Show us what you're doing, and we'll tell you why it's a crime!
[The Strike Team runs down the stairs to see Lem burning the money]
What are you doing!?!
Keeping us safe!
Put the goddamn money down Lem!
This won't help us.
Look, if there's no money to find, Aceveda and the Feds can't touch us!
Lem, back off. [draws his gun] Back goddamn off right now! [Everyone holds still] Back off man, I mean it.
Shane...
Shane...put down the gun.
SHANE!
[Shane & Lem stare at each other; Shane slowly puts the gun down]
Please man, don't do this man. Please.
It's gonna be alright. I promise.
Come on man, I mean COME ON MAN!
You guys, you guys are the only family I got, alright? I'm not gonna let any of us go to prison.
That's a decision for the four of us to make, not just you.
I've always gone along with everything you ever wanted, and all it's done is get us deeper and deeper into shit.
STOP IT!
Just let me finish this please.
[Vic tackles Lem]
[Rolls open a carpet to find a bunch of heroin] Oh, I want the rest of the day off!
Vic knew the name of the bar that O'Brien says he found the marked money in. You and I were the only ones who saw the case file.
You think Vic is involved?
Here's a guy who can overturn the Armenian mob in a week, but hasn't been able to find anything on the money train in three months? If he's that good, how does a multi-million dollar laundering ring get ripped off in his backyard without him knowing anything about it?
[about public defenders] Having a thankless job is bad enough, getting shot for it is just insulting.
I got a bunch of receipts here.
For what?
Uh, for dry cleaning.
What else?
Uh, for thousands of dollars on these oriental rugs.
You don't dry clean oriental rugs!
[The rest of the Strike Team stares at him]
My...my mom had some. She made me hand-clean 'em when I was a kid.
[on the phone] I'll be with you in a minute.
[hangs up phone] You'll be with me now.
What do you want?
Your favorite frequent flyer, Margos Dezirian. [punches Mihalis in the nose] MARGOS!
Oh my God, I don't know the man, I just leave him messages for him.
Good. I'll dictate, you dial! (hands him the phone) You tell him that Goma called, sounded strange. He wanted a one way ticket to...where would someone go to hide from Margos?
Hell? [Vic threatens to punch again] Venezuela.
Good. You tell him, that Goma wanted the ticket delivered to him, at his house. Try not to sound too stuffy.
What's going on?
Some cowardly shitheads messed with her desk.
I'll look into it.
Yeah, right!
Excuse me?
Oh, don't tell me you're not a part of this, I just got carried out of Victorville.
I spoke to Ben Horton's boss and the Chief. He wasn't too please to hear what you'd been doing.
You mean to tell me this entire house would rather me pack up and leave, rather than look into this?
Chief and I did discuss this house... and who's gonna run it when I leave. He's decided to go another way. Bring in somebody else.
So now she's not getting the Captain's seat? You gotta be shitting me!
It wasn't my choice, it was hers. She understands.
[Shoves gun in Armenian's face] You tried to get us killed you little prick. Alright. [Ronnie points gun at Armenian, Vic shuts the door, slams pen and pad of paper on table] Write. WRITE! L-I-F-E. New word. [shoves gun on forehead] NEW WORD! S-U-X. Ronnie, open that window. [Ronnie opens window, Vic puts note in Armenian's pocket] Looks like you're gonna die a bad speller.
Antwon Mitchell.
Do I know you?
I know your mugshot.
I worked with Rich Nelson.
How's he doin'?
Passed, three years ago. Cancer.
Damn, cancer's rough. But he was always talkin' about how he was gonna piss on my grave. Guess I gotta go grab a forty and pay my respects.
I didn't get the Street Crime Detail I put in for.
Well, I didn't know you were lookin' to transfer.
Well, why did you write a four-page letter sabotaging it? I just got off the phone with someone who owes me a favor over there. You goddamn buried me with the selection committee.
I apprised them of your qualifications.
You stabbed me in the back! You didn't want me to find out about it until you ran out of here, right?
I wouldn't pass you along to become someone else's problem.
Who's been running your precious little garage sting?
Oh, you mean that load of crap you sold me for a goddamn, nine minor busts? Yeah, I saw you tap-dancing on that one for a few weeks. So while you were out on the street strutting your stuff, I made Ronnie run through every bust you had working. And it didn't take long.
So what is this? Payback?
Consider it the bill coming due. You ran the Strike Team into the ground. To get you under control I popped you in front of video tapes for six months, and you even managed to botch that. You're a joke! [Vic tries to take a swing but is blocked off by other officers] You really thought after everything I wouldn't get the last word?
Bathroom. Family of four drown one by one.
Damn.
Welcome back to Farmington.
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