02x03 - Man's Best Friend

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♪ Atomic dog insane dog

♪ Atomic dog

♪ New drama dog

♪ Not familiar dog

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♪ Yeah, this is a story of a famous dog ♪

♪ For the dog that chases its tail will be dizzy ♪

♪ These are clapping dogs, rhythmic dogs ♪

♪ Harmonic dogs, house dogs, street dogs ♪

♪ Dog of the world unite

♪ Dancin' dogs

[barking] ♪ Yeah

♪ Countin' dogs

♪ Funky dogs

♪ Nasty dogs ♪ Dog

♪ Atomic dog ♪ Atomic dog

♪ Like the boys when they're out there walkin' the streets ♪

♪ May compete nothin' but the dog in ya ♪

♪ Bow-wow-wow yippie-yo-yippie-ye ah ♪

♪ Bow-wow-yippie yo-yippie-yeah ♪

♪ Bow-wow-wow yippie-yo-yippie-ye ah ♪

♪ Bow-wow-yippie yo-yippie-yeah ♪

♪ Like the boys when they're out there walkin' the streets ♪

♪ May compete nothin' but the dog in ya ♪

♪ Why must I feel like that

♪ Oh, why must I chase the cat

♪ Like the boys when they're out there walkin' the streets ♪

♪ May compete nothin' but the dog in ya ♪

♪ Ruff

♪ Ruff

♪ Ruff

[dog barking] ♪ Why must I feel like that

♪ Why must I chase the cat

♪ Nothin' but the dog in me

♪ Nothin' but the dog in me

♪ Why must I feel like that

♪ Why must I chase the cat [dog barking]

♪ Nothin' but the dog in me [dog barking]

♪ Nothin' but the dog in me

♪ Why must I feel like that

♪ Why must I chase the cat

[dog barking] ♪ Nothin' but the dog in me

♪ Why must I feel like that

♪ Why must I chase the cat

♪ Nothin' but the dog in me

♪ Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher ♪

♪ Do the dogcatcher

♪ Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher ♪

♪ Do the dogcatcher ♪ Dog

♪ Do the dogcatcher, baby, do the dogcatcher Ooh ♪

♪ Why must I feel like that

♪ Why must I chase the cat

♪ Nothin' but the dog in me ♪ Why must I feel like that

♪ Why must I chase the cat

♪ Nothin' but the dog in me

♪ Bow-wow-yippie yo-yippie-yeah ♪

♪ Bow-wow-wow yippie-yo-yippie-ye ah ♪

♪ Bow-wow-yippie yo-yippie-yeah ♪

♪ Oh, atomic dog

[dog barking] ♪ Only just...

[dog barking]

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♪ Ruff ♪

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No, no, no, no, no, no, no...

Cooper: What?

Because I said so, Megan, that's why

And I'm your moth...

Cooper: My daughter wants to go on a co-ed sleep-over,

if you could believe that nonsense.

She said everybody does it.

Hey, thirteen's a tough age.

Huh! Try 44.

Alright, look, Wong did an autopsy

on that John Doe this morning.

He's gonna reclassify the death as a homicide.

I thought those were dog bites.

Yeah, they are but they were

all on his neck.

Like he was a trained dog or something.

Well, the size of the wounds and the tissue damage

indicates Staffordshire Terrier, A.K.A. Pit bull.

Wait, dogs get out all the time.

It could've been an accident, right?

Well, there was a case in Queens about six months ago,

this guy tried to roll a crack dealer,

and two trained Rottweilers tore his throat out.

And they changed homicide for that?

Yeah, the judge ruled that a trained dog

is a deadly weapon whether you aim him or not.

Damn. First officer do a canvas?

Yeah. She got a name.

A guy down the street with a Pit Bull and priors.

Oh, I want you to talk to Moreno before you go out

because she used to work the dog fights.

I'll call public morals myself and get it directly.

No, that was an order, Williams,

not a suggestion. Let's go.

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- Okay. - Thanks.

Look, I ain't got time for this AC/DC stuff.

Nature calls, it's one or the other.

Hobson, I didn't know you had it in you.

I'm telling you boys, it's a damn shame

real women don't dress like that.

- Is Moreno around? - Yeah.

She just went out the back door.

And Torres, a message

from your father.

- How's he doin'? - I don't know.

He's having some beef with his boss.

Surprise, surprise.

He still working that trash man job?

Hey, he's a "Parks and Recreations technician."

Reynolds: Detective Williams?

- Ohh... - Hey.

- Hey. - Detective Torres.

- D'you get those files I sent? - Yes, I did.

You working that Danny Cort case, right?

Yeah. As of last month. Look, you got a minute?

- Hmm... - I'll go check on Moreno.

[honking]

Hey, you! Let me help you with that?

- Okay. - Ughh!

- Thank you. - What happened to your hand?

- Uh... Roses. - Roses?

Yeah. I do volunteer work at this community garden.

I gotta get more files.

Hey, listen, we got a guy that got mauled last night.

Lieutenant said you worked the dog fights.

Oh, yeah. They're called conventions.

You know something about Pit Bulls?

Yeah, I do, but I gotta get to court.

Oh, yeah. I noticed.

We'll talk afterwards.

Alright.

Yeah...

Look, I'm sorry, J.C.,

but there's no way that I can file additional charges.

Danny Cort shot and stabbed me.

- Do you understand that? - Yeah.

I understand that completely,

but that is not what we are talking about here.

No. He k*lled Sandy and he k*lled my baby.

- Did you read what's in here? - Look all we have is hearsay.

Maybe motive.

And you know that's not enough to charge a man with m*rder.

So he gets away with it?

Is that what you're tryin' to tell me?

Look, he has been charged

with as*ault one and attempted m*rder.

Now, that is all that we can do right now, J.C.

[breathes sharply]

Is it true Johnny Reardon is still defending him?

Yes. With Roger Palermo.

They called me this morning.

The best money can buy, huh?

You're not afraid of losing the case are you?

I already lost the rest of my life.

I don't think a bunch of wise-a*s

lawyers are gonna intimidate me.

Look, I just want you to know that

I'm getting pressure from my boss as well, okay.

I need this trial.

We have a pre-trial motion a week from Monday.

Reynolds: We'll met before them.

[thudding]

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Hey, don't growl, it's only Memo.

- Hey, O! - Ha, ha.

I don't know why he growls like that, man!

Yo, man, why'd you dis school?

'Cause I felt like it. That's why.

You tell those people you're staying with?

What for? It's just another foster home.

Hey, Memo, I'm not down with what happened,

I mean, I just kept seein' homeboy's face.

Well, you know, I don't like it myself.

But homeboy was going to stab you.

And take my money.

But if 5-0 finds out, we're gonna be in trouble.

Five-0 ain't gonna find out unless you tell 'em.

Now, I ain't no snitch.

But maybe we gotta do something about this dog.

'Cause I know he ain't supposed to be

bugging on people like that.

Yo, bro, my man had your back.

And besides, Mister Galloway gave him to us.

But he owed us for working in his kennel.

My man was a runt. Ha!

Well, he's our dog now. We made him strong.

And I ain't just throwing him away.

Yo, tell me your moms ain't counting on that fight money...

So you ain't gonna do nothing? Promise?

Promise. Now get out the way before I make you.

Come on.

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Check it out.

- Pretty cool bandanna, right? - Mm-hmm.

Paco, vien aqui.

Ain't no Paco here, papi.

Look, look, I don't care what you call yourself,

I wanna talk to you.

- Step back! - Yeah, so what you want?

You have a fightin' dog, a pit bull?

Man, only dog here's Snoop-doggy-dogg...

Hey! Umph...

We got ourselves a comedian here, Ed.

I don't think you understand, we represent the people.

Now either the people are stupid, or they're liars?

And I'm saying you're wrong. So step...

[groaning]

I'm not playin' with you.

I want a name and it better not be Snoop.

I had a pit, but my girlfriend

got scared, so I sold him back.

Dude's named Galloway. Leo or something.

An address. Thank you... I'll hold.

What the hell was that? You miss your workout?

Just doing my job.

Since when is your job whalin' on people, huh?

Look, it worked, didn't it?

- Hello? Yeah. - You know...

Apartment A? Thank you. Galloway's address.

You don't want to talk about what's goin' on.

You don't want to talk about Danny Cort's case,

I understand but don't make the mistake

of taking it out here.

You done with your little job evaluation?

Huh? Good.

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[dog panting]

Galloway: Okay. That's it. Good girl...

Atta baby...

Uh... A'right, girl. Come on. Let's Go.

[tires screeching]

Police!

[dogs barking]

Oh, you hear that?

[dogs barking]

You crazy?

That way! There!

[dog barking]

[dog barking]

Williams: Come here!

[dog barking]

You alright?

[dog barking]

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Cooper: Look at that dog's neck.

What's with the scar?

They cut the vocal cords. It's good for security.

Ah, well wonders never cease. So you think he's our k*ller?

We got the owner upstairs.

You best believe we're gonna give him a chat.

Hey.

- Detective. - Hey, detective.

So they tell you about this mauling?

I made a few calls. I think I can help.

Like this. Like that cabron's towin' with you.

You know him?

Yeah. He's one of my CI's.

Mister Galloway, how's it goin'?

How's it goin'?

Two of you bust down my door. Where's the warrant?

We don't need a warrant, Leo.

- You wanna know why? - No, why?

Because we've got probable cause.

And you've got the m*rder weapon.

My dogs didn't do that.

He's pissing me off, Ed.

I'm gonna not try to go

there today. He's pissing me off.

Look, Mister Galloway, Mister Galloway,

maybe it's just a coincidence that you happen

to live in the neighborhood and you got all this

exercise equipment in your house...

But we both know you're not running a dog school.

So I got a couple treadmills in my house.

You tryin' to tell me my pets can't exercise?

[Williams sighing]

[clears throat]

[inhales deeply]

[growls]

[Williams barking]

[barking]

Hey... Wh-- what's he doing?

[barking]

What's he crazy?

[Williams barking]

Yeah, I'm crazy.

I'm crazy and I'm gonna maul your a*s

until you admit that your dogs did this. [growls]

- J.C. - Get him off from me, huh?

[growls] Get him away from me, alright?!

Torres: J.C. - Get him away from me.

- J.C., ease up. - Get him away from me.

[clattering]

If you got something to say, you better say it.

Otherwise, I'm gonna bring my partner back in here.

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[sighs]

What can I do, huh? Tell me.

Don't patronize me.

J.C., you were barking in there, man.

So what?

So you're gonna stand there and tell me that's normal?

[sighs] Look, if you don't like what I did,

why don't you tell the lieutenant.

I don't want to tell anybody, but things are adding up

and I don't like the way this is looking.

Am I interrupting something here?

No. No. You're not.

How'd it go in there?

Um... Guy's alibi checked out.

He was with family at the time of the attack.

And you're buying that?

His brother-in-law's a P.O.

He says Galloway had both dogs with him the whole night.

"Both dogs?" I thought he had a kennel?

Uh, he says those are his pets.

He must be, ah, running his business

out of another building.

Excuse me. [clears throat]

Detective, can I talk to you for a minute?

Is it something I can help you with?

No, I got someone outside who wants to talk to Williams.

Cooper: You can go, Williams. - Sure.

He's got a meeting with the D.A. about this Danny Cort thing.

Yeah. I know. He's, ah, preparing for it now.

And how's he holding up?

He's doing good...under the circumstances.

Uh-huh.

Alright. Look, Torres I need the truth.

I'm gonna ask you one time, I'm not gonna ask you again.

Is Williams handling himself okay out there or not?

I think he's working through some things.

But, uh...

I can't say it's affecting his duty.

Alright...

I'll have Moreno track down Galloway's kennel.

In the meantime, I want you to keep an eye on your partner.

Will do.

[indistinct chatters]

- So, where are they? - There.

How long you think you gonna take this, man?

Paco's one of my informants and he's pretty upset.

Seems like some cop went crazy and, ah,

banged him around a little bit.

So what did you advise your informant to do?

I advised Mister Alvarado not to file a complaint.

Because sometimes even good cops don't know who they're hurting.

So I guess we're even.

We always were.

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Where the hell you been? Huh?

I was at school. Then I walked home.

Damn little liar. I talked to the school.

You hit me, I'm gonna call my worker.

Call her. Llame te la. Know what she's gonna tell you?

She's gonna tell that you in this foster home

because you ain't got no mommy, you ain't got no daddy...

Nacio: And ain't no one in this world gives a damn about you!

That's not true! No!

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Found Jesus, found Farrakhan,

now you see him, he's got one of them little hats on.

Sawyer, they're called "Khufis."

Khufi-schmufi. Should've stayed with Robin Givens.

That's one fine young sister.

You missed a spot.

Thirty years cutting hair, I ain't missed no spots.

I said, you missed a spot, old man.

Old man. I'll show ya old man...

Who you think I am? Pat Riley?

[chuckles] There you go.

Get on outta here.

Alright, Sawyer. See ya, Tuesday.

- Sixth man of the year. Sawyer: Six man nothing...

He says that again, this old man gonna kick his young a*s.

- What's up, big guy? - What's up?

- Next year, right? - Later.

Come on, black Kojak. Cop a squat.

Yo, J.C...

Let's hike to the back.

So, how's your boy?

Causing me a little trouble.

But, you know, that's how it is at that age, I guess.

Still going to that private school?

[sighs] Yeah. As long as they'll let him stay...

[sighing]

Hmm...

- Ready? - Mm-hmm.

Oh...

Why're you doin' that? You know I like

to steam longer than that?

Yeah. I know.

What the hell you doing here?

Hey! Tryin' to help yo out with your cut.

Unless you don't trust your partner

to take care of business now?

Huh!

Funny thing about a razor.

What's that?

Well, if the person knows what they're doing,

it can be the best shave you ever had.

And if he doesn't?

Well, I don't know.

I never tried that.

Eddie: Well, you know, sometimes you gotta risk it.

I mean, the two of you work together, chances are

neither one of you's gonna get hurt.

Hmm.

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[dog barking]

Hey, my man, what's wrong?

Oh, come on.

You want me to bust you outta here.

Come here. Come, come. Come here...

Yeah, that's better.

[dogs barking]

Come on, my man. Come on.

[growls]

Hey, Mister Galloway, I put the other dogs in the basement.

Just like you told me to.

That's good. That's good.

I'd hate to have them yapping.

Listen, kid, I already spoke

to the cops and they know what happened.

And I know that's the way you and your dog walk home.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Uh-huh.

That dog is no good.

- We gotta get rid of him. - You're not taking my dog!

Put this on!

Memo: No! - I said put it on!

No!

- Put it on him! Memo: No!

[dog barking]

[Galloway groaning]

Didn't you get my message? Excuse me.

What message?

I left word with your sergeant that...

There's been a change of plan.

What are Danny Cort's lawyers doing here?

- We're discussing a plea. - He's a m*rder*r.

Look I am sorry, detective.

Over my dead body, a plea.

J.C., wait!

Look, he is gonna plead guilty

to a lesser charge and drop the civil suits.

That's the line your bosses sold you?

You've got to start looking with reality at this case.

The reality is Danny Cort stabbed me

with a broken bottle, a half inch from my heart.

And you cannot tell me that's not attempted m*rder.

Reardon and Palermo will claim that

that stabbing was self-defense.

And the moment they get you into this courtroom,

it will be your word against theirs.

He is the criminal. I am the cop.

I ordered him to put his g*n down and he shot me!

And you were under restricted duty when this all went down!

Don't think for a minute that they won't bring that up.

Listen to me,

I know Danny-up k*lled the woman I loved

and my unborn baby.

And some days because of him

I am barely making it.

Now I can't go back and change what happened.

If I can't do this then I have nothing left.

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Ah, Williams, so nice of you to show up.

- Sorry I'm late, I had-- - I know where you were.

I just got off the phone with Thomas.

She tell you how she sold me out?

No, as a matter of fact, she told me they're withdrawing

their offer to Danny Cort's lawyers

and they want to go ahead with the trial.

So you think I was wrong for wanting to testify?

No. I just hope you're ready to hear what a jury decides.

All I just want is justice.

Well, that's what we all want. That's why we're here.

You and I both know that doesn't always happen...

Cooper: Oh, and, Williams, listen Leo Galloway's

body was found a few hours ago, his throat was torn out.

- They think it's the same dog? - The ME's gonna take a look.

In the meantime, though, good news,

we got a really good set of prints from the crime scene.

They run 'em?

No match. But we have a very likely pool of suspects.

So, how 'bout if we get a dog

from narcotics and sweep the pit-bull fights?

Yeah, I'm one step ahead of ya.

Torres is on his way back with one now.

And Moreno called public morals.

Apparently, there's some kind of dog fight convention tomorrow.

Well, what about back-up?

You'll have back-up, Williams. Moreno will be there.

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[siren blares]

Antoine, where are you going?

[intense music]

[siren blares]

[indistinct chatter]

Excuse me.

You know him?

N-no. I never seen him.

Well, the way you looked at him, I thought you might know him.

Come on, Antoine.

[phone ringing]

Antoine. Let's go.

This is Moreno.

Come on.

His name's Brutus.

- Is he an officer? - Yeah.

He was confiscated when he was six months old from a pit man.

He was sh**ting him up with steroids to make him stronger.

Uh, no... you can give that to him.

- Does he bite? - Only when you ask him to.

So, ah, the other day at the apartment, were you scared?

Hell, no, I was just, you know

I'm just not a dog lover, that's all.

- How about cats? - Not really.

[laughs] Fish?

Fried. For dinner.

You know, when I was a kid, I used to have a dog

named Geronimo, I loved him. I used to let him sleep with me.

Yeah. And I bet you kissed him on the mouth, too?

How do you think I learned?

I think that's you, man.

Torres. What?

Alright, alright. Alright.

I'll be right there as soon as I can.

- What's up? - My father's got a situation.

Look, I'll-- I'll meet you at Natalie's, alright?

- Do your thing. - Alright.

Come here, baby...

Hey, hey, want me to take this off?

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[indistinct chatter]

Antoine: Yo, Memo...

- You gotta tell me the truth. - About what?

A-- about Mister Galloway. I saw him when I was walking home.

And those bites looked just like that white dude's.

He was gonna take him, Antoine. He was gonna take him away.

Yo, you bugging. I knew it was true.

Yo, I'm not bugging. My man was barking.

All I did was let that leash go.

- Where is he? - I took him back to the kennel.

- Damn. Give me the keys. - Why? And what for?

I'm gonna go sell that dog before he gets us locked up.

- No you're not! - Gimme the keys!

Memo, get inside. Hey!

Yo, what're you doin'? Don't leave me here.

- What're you doin'? - Nothin', man!

I told you to get over here, huh!

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Eddie, you're finally here! I'll explain this now.

Here we go. Detective Torres, What do we got?

Ah! as*ault. He, ah, landed a few punches at his boss.

He deserved it, Eddie.

- The guy wanna press charges? - He wants an apology.

Well, I ain't saying I'm sorry. That's it.

I-- I could tell him that.

Would you excuse me for a second? What are you doing?

Look, the guy was giving me lip and all

because I was late a few times.

You've only been working for two weeks.

Yeah, well, that's no need for the guy

to humiliate me in public!

- Pop. - Punched him pretty good, huh?

Yeah, and you're probably gonna lose your job over it, too.

Yeah. Well, why gain the world and lose your soul?

Maybe because you've got to pay your rent?

Well, you think I should apologize?

That what you're thinking?

I mean, I....

What? What? What?...

- Let me... - Pop, pop!

♪ I wanna go downtown

♪ Do you like it like that?

♪ Baby I like it ♪ I like it

♪ Do you like it like that?

♪ Tell me what you like, baby what you want, baby ♪

♪ Let me know how your thoughts will go ♪

♪ I would like to do my thing

♪ So let me freak you down

♪ Just because you do what you do, girl ♪

♪ You making me so proud

♪ You're fine and beautiful

♪ What you wanna do, baby?

♪ Baby won't you do your thing

♪ Get down and shake it, babe

♪ 'Cause you know what to do

♪ What to do, yeah

♪ Tell me what you like, baby ♪ Oh-oh

♪ What you want from me?

What happened to you, man? I waited.

[blows raspberry] Long story.

So, where's Brutus?

In my truck. He'll stayin' at my crib tonight.

Why you scared? [laughs]

Whatever turns you on, man.

Public morals called.

They set up the sweep?

You think you can handle it?

Shh... Of course, I can handle it...

- I can handle anything. - Meet me out back.

♪ I would like to do my thing

♪ Get down and shake it, babe

♪ Girl, you know I wanna freak you, baby! ♪

♪ Ooh, I like your style

♪ Oh, girl, it drives me wild ♪

♪ 'Cause I like the way you do that, girl ♪

♪ Oooh ♪ Baby, let me do my thing

♪ Yeah, with this funky thing ♪

♪ When you do like you do tell me, girl ♪♪

[upbeat music]

♪ Baby baby...

♪ Oooh

♪ I am quick to pull the trigger quick to pull your card ♪

♪ Hard late for the boulevard

♪ It's Da B to the R A T with the bump ♪

♪ Sendin' good vibrations from the trunk to the front ♪

♪ Of your ride where I live that's what they like ♪

♪ So that's what I give

♪ Somethin' for them fools when they crawl and creep ♪

♪ And creep and crawl, it's for all y'all well ♪

♪ Who's that makin' that funky noise? ♪

♪ It's Da Brat-tat-tat-tat bustin' out on that a*s ♪

♪ Fa all y'all, fa all y'all hey hey hey ♪

♪ You don't hear me, though

♪ Who's that makin' that funky noise? ♪

♪ It's like that, it's like that, it's Da Brat ♪

♪ Fa all y'all, fa all y'all hey hey ♪

♪ Now that Da Brat's in the house yo the house is packed ♪

♪ Guys and girls everywhere with a hump in they back ♪

♪ As I sling my funk like a vodoo moose through the hood ♪

♪ All fa y'all 'cause everything is good now ♪

♪ Lay back listen to the phattest ♪

♪ Listen to the baddest rhymin' apparatus ♪

♪ At a status you ain't got to check ♪

♪ 'Cause y'all knows that I definitely gets wrecked so, uh ♪

♪ Who's that makin' that funky noise? ♪

♪ It's Da Brat-tat-tat-tat bustin' out on that a*s ♪

♪ Fa all y'all, fa all y'all hey hey hey ♪

♪ Who's that makin' that funky noise? ♪

♪ It's like that, it's like that, it's Da Brat ♪

♪ Fa all y'all, fa all y'all hey hey ♪

♪ Gotta give thanks to the funk when it's time to pray ♪

Moreno: Something's wrong.

We goin' in.

♪ B to the R A to the T

[indistinct yelling]

♪ Waitin' for the chance to get funkdafied ♪

♪ And all they gotta do is learn the words of this anthem ♪

♪ I'll grant them if you can chant them like everybody else ♪

♪ Who's that makin' that funky noise? ♪

♪ It's Da Brat-tat-tat-tat bustin' out on that a*s ♪

♪ Fa all y'all, fa all y'all hey hey hey ♪

♪ Who's that makin that funky noise? ♪

♪ It's like that, it's like that, it's Da Brat ♪

Ugh!

Get-get off me!

Antoine: Let me go, please!

Come on, ugh! Man!

[dog barking]

Antoine: Don't! Get off me!

Memo!

[dog barking]

Hey, Torres. Your father wants to talk to you.

Do me a favor? Tell him I can't come to the phone right now.

Too late. He's in I-1.

- You mind? - Do your thing.

A'right.

Williams, did, ah, we get a match?

No. But we have lots of accidents.

Nothing too serious, I hope.

No, just, ah, watch your step there.

Okay, we got a 13-year-old kid

in there but he had no dog.

He was probably just watching. I'll talk to him.

- His name's Antoine Farber. - Okay.

Antoine, come here.

Poppi, como esta?

Eddie, I'm doin' good.

[grunting]

- So? - So. I did as you suggested.

I went to see my boss and I made my amends.

- And? - He fired me anyway.

[chuckles]

- So what are we gonna do? - Listen, I have this idea.

It's kind of a business opportunity for the both of us.

A business opportunity? Like what?

Well, like what about if you and I

take over the lease at Natalie's?

- You're kidding me, right? - No. No, I'm not kidding.

Look, think about it.

I Know the acts, I know music

and the beauty of it is I can never be fired

'cause I'm my own boss.

Yeah, yeah.

So, uh, what kind of money are we talking about?

Twenty thousand dollars.

Twenty thousand dollars?

I don't got that kind of money!

Well, what I was thinking is that

you could get a loan on your pension...

and I'd pay you back little by little.

Oh, you really thought this through, huh?

Well, look, if you need some time or whatever--

No, no. What I mean is, even if they'll let me,

it's just not a good idea, you know?

You're thinking I'm going to rip you off.

- That's not what I said, pop! - Is that what you think?

Look, think about where you're at, huh?

This is not wise, you know?

You're so self-righteous, you know that?

You always thought that you were so damn smart.

[sighs]

- Am I under arrest? - No.

But you should be.

Do you know what you were doing?

N-- no, sir.

You were loitering for the purpose of gambling.

And you were hurting animals.

I wasn't fighting no dog.

So, maybe you weren't, but you were watching.

And you must've known that making dogs hurt each other

is wrong.

You do know right from wrong?

Yes, sir, I do.

You know, you kinda remind me of my son...

and if you were him, do you know what I'd tell him to do?

I would make him promise me

that he would never, ever show up

at a place like that again.

Do you understand me?

Yes, sir.

I understand.

I promise.

Good. That's what I wanna hear.

Now get on home before your mama worries about you.

[instrumental music]

- How's your father? - Don't even ask.

You see that kid that was just here?

Short little black kid about this high?

Yeah. He was brought in with the sweep. Why?

Well, it might be nothing, but I saw him at the canvass.

And it seemed to me like he knew Galloway.

I'll look into that.

Did he have a dog?

Not with him, but maybe he was working with someone.

Damn. He just left. His name was Antoine.

Antoine... Antoine...

Lieutenant, you know the kid that J.C. was talkin' to? Yeah.

Eddie: You got an address?

[upbeat music]

[telephone ringing]

Hello?

No. He can't talk to you now...

He ain't got no dog with him. Alright.

Who was that?

None of your business.

[intense music]

- Who was that on the phone? - It was that kid, Antoine.

Now get the hell off of me.

[coughs]

Hey! What are you doing with that?! Memo!

[instrumental music]

Excuse me. Uh, do you guys know Mrs. Farber?

Yes, I'm Mrs. Farber.

Ma'am, we're looking for your son, Antoine.

What'd he do?

We talked to him about an hour ago at the precinct.

He was arrested at a dog fight.

I don't know anything about no dogs.

Well, he does and we're a little concerned because two people

have already been k*lled by these dogs.

Well, what kind of dog would've done that?

Pit Bulls.

Well, there's this man that he was working for

down at this kennel...

Memo: Come on, my man.

Look, you ain't taking him, Antoine.

Just get out of the way, alright?

Memo: Don't make me stop you.

Man, I'll kick your a*s again.

Ha! No you won't!

Williams: Hello. - Put that g*n down.

- Someone's coming. Williams: Hey!

Come on! Let's get outta here!

Williams: Antoine.

[dog barking]

Yeah, get 'em!

[growls]

[dog barking]

[intense music]

Antoine: This way! Come on! Come on.

[intense music]

Here we go.

Yo, it's a dead-end...

Memo: Give him to me, Antoine.

Forget about him, man. The cops are coming.

I don't care. Just give him to me!

No and I don't care if you sh**t me. I know right from wrong.

And I ain't letting this dog k*ll anyone else...

He's bad, man. Can't you see that?

- He's not bad! - Yes, he is, Memo!

Just look at him.

[growling]

He loves me, Antoine.

I know he loves me.

He loves me, too...

but he's no good.

He kills people.

[growls]

[intense music]

Damn!

Yo! Where'd they go?

I don't know.

[g*nsh*t at distance]

Right here behind the corner.

[Memo sobbing]

It's okay, Memo.

[instrumental music]

Thanks, Phillip.

So, did the kids talk to the D.A.?

Yeah, it looks like the first attack was self-defense,

the second one's another story.

Kids used the dog to get Galloway?

Yep. The kid was alone. Galloway wanted the dog.

The kid didn't wanna give him up.

Like they say, man's best friend, right?

The kid had no parents. The dog was all he had.

Is he gonna go to family court?

The D.A.'s thinking more along the lines of probation camp.

You know what the really sad part of this is?

The kid would rather be at the camp

than in his foster home...

Oh, by the way K-9 called.

They want either one of you to bring the dog back.

- Hm! [laughs] - So, ah...

I got some paperwork, man.

My man don't you think it's time

you faced up to your fears?

Come here. Tsk-tsk-tsk.

What? You afraid of dogs?

Meow! Meow!

You don't move and I won't move.

J.C.?

Eddie: J.C.?

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♪ Do you like it like that?

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♪ What you want from me what you want, baby! ♪

♪ I wanna give it

♪ Tell me, baby! Tell me what you like, sweet thing ♪

♪ Sweet baby! What you want from me ♪

♪ What you want, baby

♪ I can give you anything you like ♪

♪ Tell me what you like, baby ♪

♪ Ooh-ah what you want from me ♪

♪ What you want, baby

♪ I can give you ecstasy!

♪ Tell me what you like, baby!

♪ Hey-y-y what you want from me ♪

♪ Yeah sweet girl like

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[howling]

[instrumental music]