- Hey, Cap.
- Don't start, Mike.
Heinemann's already been up my ass so far
I won't be able to sit down for a week.
We're not winning this war.
As much as it'll piss you off,
you'll have to play the game.
"Effective immediately, a federal task force
under Special Agent Peter Keyes
will investigate criminal activities involving
the trafficking of controlled substances. "
And you will extend him
your full cooperation.
So you're cutting off my dick
and shoving it up my ass.
The feds are calling the shots on this.
My hands are tied!
- Yeah?
- Captain Pilgrim, Peter Keyes.
- It's good to meet you.
- And you, sir.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan.
Special Agent Peter Keyes, DEA.
Heard a lot about you.
I'm sorry for this jurisdictional intrusion.
Don't mean to be stepping on your toes.
But we want to prevent King Willie's voodoo
gangs from taking over the entire West Coast.
I wish I could tell you more.
But we have a large number
of deep-cover operatives involved.
You know how it is. We all have a job to do.
Now, I'm sure we can respect
each other's situation and act responsibly.
Well,
cooperation
is my middle name.
I'll see you around.
- I'm the new transfer, Jerry Lambert.
- Like I said, have a seat. I'll be right with you.
- Who is this dude?
- Yeah, what an asshole.
All right, Danny boy, what we got?
What have we got? Five lowlife Scorpions
make it into the building.
The next minute they're all shish kebab.
Not one bullet wound.
It wasn't drugs or money.
There's a shitload of that.
Maybe King Willie brought in some
outside talent. He's making his big move.
A pro would have split
the moment he heard us.
More than one, we would have seen them.
Whoever did this
waited until the last minute,
and then took out four men
armed with machine guns by hand!
And then got by us.
Maybe we should give him a job.
Let's put him on the payroll.
So me and my partner bolt up the stairs,
somebody is screaming bloody murder...
- You gotta hear this.
- What?!
Hey, I forgot to tell you.
See that guy there?
That's Ferris's replacement.
This guy's Jerry Lambert.
The Lone Ranger from Rampart station.
That's the Lone Ranger?
I thought he was here
to fix the air conditioning.
I said "Lady, you are under arrest. "
And she said "Why?"
I said "Because your husband is dead.
You killed him. "
- Know what she said, didn't miss a beat?
- No.
She said "I stabbed that son of a bitch
plenty of times. He never died on me before. "
Looks like he's putting the moves to Leona.
His first big mistake.
I have heard about you.
Yeah?
- Like your last partner got shot.
- What?
Well...
You try that cowboy shit with me, fucker,
you can kiss these goodbye.
- Got it?
- Yeah, I got it.
Well, well, I see that
the three of you have met.
Lambert, if you're feeling up to it,
why don't you limp your way in
to the lieutenant. He wants to talk to you.
- You're a bad girl.
- I like that.
Goddamn, is that bitch on the rag or what?
This is what I call "the speech", kid.
I only give it once, so pay attention.
Until now, it's all been fun and games,
cops and robbers, dunking doughnuts.
But you're in the shit now.
Metro Command is a war zone.
Lieutenant, I've paid my dues.
I had to bust my ass to get my transfer.
And that scares the shit out of me, kid.
No one requests to come here
unless they want a reputation.
There's no room for anyone looking
to prove themselves. I won't stand for it.
Don't get me wrong. We need good cops,
and they say you're good at what you do.
But the team comes first.
You live by that, and you'll be OK.
And we'll all be there for you.
Remember, the door swings both ways.
That's it.
Hey, kid.
Welcome to the war.
OK, guys. This has gone too far now, huh?
Hey, guys.
I know you're trying to scare me, huh?
Well, you did a pretty good job, man.
I'm scared now.
Stop it now.
I can pay you.
$2 million, man. In cash.
- Right now!
- This is not