hearts torn
from the cadavers.
Just recently, King Willie...
the vicious drug lord...
found in an alley
just around the corner...
with his head cut off...
and his spinal column
torn from the body...
A fitting demise to
the prince of powder.
First Danny, then came Willie...
and you were right there.
He's playing with you, Mike.
You've got to be careful.
We all got to be careful.
What about Keyes?
- Anything there?
- There's definitely something slippery...
about our brother Keyes.
Seems there's
a Peter J. Keyes...
Ph. D., physical sciences,
Cornell.
Hot out of college, then right into
bed with strategic defense systems.
Then two years later...
commissioned as a captain
in air force intelligence.
This is a dead end.
We're way out
of our league.
I don't care
who's involved.
He killed Danny.
He's going to fall.
- Now, what about the good doctor?
- Yes, I'm here, Lieutenant.
The federal authorities
erased everything...
from the computer file
except for this...
Part of a chemical test...
on a fragment of wood
from the penthouse...
and it contained traces
of cattle blood...
and heavy traces of steroids.
I believe that whoever killed
Detective Archuleta...
had recently been
in a slaughterhouse.
That's where
I lost Keyes the first time.
That's where
we'll find him.
Take the Metro.
I'll meet you
at the Burns Station.
Just because you
don't see Keyes' boys...
doesn't mean
they're not around.
I just want you
to stay in the car.
Your mom and I
won't be very long.
You sit still.
We'll be back in a few minutes.
- Come on, honey.
- Yes, dear.
- Which way was it?
- Down there.
[Imitates Machine Gun]
Take that,
you scum-sucking dog.
[Breathing]
Want some candy?
Brian?
You come here
right this minute!
Mommy, I saw a ghost.
Want some candy?
Want some candy?
Rest.
Want some candy?
[Distorted Cries]
Danny's necklace.
I hate the subway
at rush hour.
It's hard enough
to find a seat...
and if you do, it's been
pissed in or thrown-up on.
This damn heat
is killing me.
Hey, it's me!
I look great!
Shut up.
No autographs, pop.
Look.
There's two seats right there.
Don't touch me! Hey!
The shit never ends.
After you.
Excuse me. Police business.
Get out of my way!
Hey, baby.
Besame mucho.  Come on!
You look like
a sympathetic dude.
My, uh, partner here
needs an operation...
but we're a little short of cash.
Know what I mean?
No need for that.
Get the hell away from me!
I know how to use this!
Don't make me use this thing!
Mine's bigger than yours!
I'll take that.
[Guns Cock]
Hold it. Police.
We're in trouble now.
Nobody move!
Hands up!
Everybody take a deep breath...
loosen your sphincters.
We don't need any
rush hour rambos.
Ytu tambien,
motherfuckin' baby.
Drop it and sit down!
[Metal Crunching]
Leona, you okay?
Let's get these people
out of here!
Get out!
Move it!
Get out of the way!
Leona!
Leona,
get them out! Go! Go!
Jerry!
Get out!
Leona, do it!
Now!
Hey! Over here!
Yeah. That's right.
Come and get it.
Come on! Move it!
Let's go! Let's go!
ЎVamos!
Yeah.
Jesus Christ.
What the fuck are you?
Wait!
ЎVamos! ЎVamos!
Come on!
Keep walking!
Come on! You, too!
ЎVamanos!
Come on,
motherfucker!
Want some candy?
Let's dance!
Aah!
Come on,
get out of the way!
Get out of the way!
- [Alarm Sounds]
- [Brakes Grinding]
Out, out, out.
Out of the way.
Towards the light!
The light!
Come on! Get out!
ЎVamos!
Oh, God.
Oh, no.
Jerry.
Aah!
[Heartbeats]
Aah!
God. Not again.
Okay. Move your ass!
Move out of the way!
What's happening?
What's happening?
What the fuck
is going on down there?
Oh, God!
Hey, Jerry!
Oh, Leona! Leona.
Oh, please.
Leona. Oh.
How-How's she doing?
Deep shock,
but she's alive.
I'm picking up
fetal heart sounds.
This woman is pregnant.
Let's move.
L.A. County. Stat!
Stand back.
On 3.