[Harmon] Previously on On Call...
I give this to all my trainees day one.
"Get out of jail free" card.
I found this. Did she make a threat?
How'd you know he was at that motel?
I know your dad, so you can talk to me.
Leona, he's gonna kill whoever did this to you
-if they don't kill him first. -I know.
We got a bird whistling in our ears,
singing us a song that's gonna hand us Smokey.
You in?
Fuck yeah.
[heavy metal riff playing]
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[banging sound]
[heavy metal stops]
Let's roll.
Let's go.
On me.
[suspenseful music playing]
[kung fu movie sounds]
You didn't bring me one?
Nuh-uh.
Go get my Chips Ahoy.
You go.
Been busting my ass all day at the docks. Come on.
Bring me my cookies, and I'll go hunting for your happy spot again.
[giggling]
-[shouting] -[glass shattering]
[Harmon] Police. Move and I drop you.
Jesus.
Shh.
Set it down.
Easy.
[Wizard] Get the fuck off me!
Hands above your head.
Diaz, watch her.
[Diaz] Interlace your hands behind your head.
Let's play a game, hmm?
It's called 'Who Can Stay Quiet the Longest?'
Aren't you assholes supposed to come through the front door
and show me a fucking warrant?
Is that what you want, shithead?
The whole neighborhood knowing you just got tagged?
We did you a fucking favor.
Yeah. Now nobody will know that you're cooperating with the police.
Fuck you. I ain't cooperating with nobody.
-Ah, shut the fuck up. -Get him up.
[grunting]
We've been on you two months,
watching you work Terminal 11 down at the port--
picking up that dope and making the delivery rounds.
And that includes Santiago Carrillo.
Smokey.
And we hear that he's got 50 keys of fentanyl
coming in from China tomorrow.
Is that true?
Just 'cause the boys let you come along don't make you a tough bitch.
Maybe not.
But I am the bitch standing in the way
of them nailing you with seven trafficking felonies.
Do you know what just one carries?
Life, motherfucker.
Like you're buried alive.
So...
what do you say?
Long Beach police officers executed dozens of warrants
to known members of the street gang East Barrio,
which resulted in the arrest of 40 individuals
and the recovery of guns and illegal narcotics.
East Barrio is responsible for a recent spike in violence
due to an ongoing intra-conflict within the organization.
It was our mission to dismantle and stop the bloodshed
so we can restore peace to our neighborhoods.
Cops came in, dragged my son away like he was an animal.
Make no mistake, these are violent offenders.
We are drawing a line.
And that line will not be crossed without consequences.
[Diaz] Know what today is?
Oh, fuck, don't tell me it's your birthday.
No. Close, though. I got 60 days on.
-Oh. No shit? -Mm-hmm.
-Which means my review's coming up. -Tomorrow.
You do know what today is.
Come on, what kind of T.O. would I be if I didn't?
You ever bounce anyone back to day one?
Oh, for sure. That's part of the job.
Why? Are you nervous?
Should I be?
I don't know. Why don't you get the office ready?
Tonight's gonna be big, rook.
Yo, Padawan.
Hey.
Good news. My commander signed off on you.
For what?
A permanent spot on my team.
We just need the Chief to okay your transfer,
then you can ride with the big dogs for real.
Told you I'd make it happen.
Dude.
I don't know what to say, um...
You can't play mama bear to every cub that comes through here.
Yeah. Fuck it.
I'm ready.
[Lasman] Harmon.
Harmon.
Not a word until it's official.
We got about a dozen offenders
charged, processed, and ready to be transported.
What are you doing?
-She's rolling with me today. -[Lasman] What are you talking about?
We got a pretty big round-up on our hands after last night.
Yeah. So I heard.
You and the Lieutenant were just all over the news.
Yeah, well, that was her idea, not mine.
So has anybody flipped? Given up Smokey?
Detectives are grinding out interrogations,
but yeah, we think something's--
'Cause we know where he's gonna be tonight.
He's got 50 keys of China Fire coming in tonight.
Smokey's a person of interest in a double homicide
and a marked man by his own team,
and you think he's still here in Long Beach?
The load's worth over a million.
There's no chance he's gonna leave that behind.
We got Smokey's runner. He's in custody and cooperating.
He'll conduct a controlled delivery for us.
We got good intel on the drop?
We don't know the exact meeting spot until we're on the move with the drugs.
Yeah, but either way, we flush Smokey out, then we take him down.
We lose 50 keys of fentanyl, we all go down.
Which is why I need officers on this I trust.
Okay. Do your thing. I'm here if you need me.
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[indistinct chatter]
Okay, here's the deal...
This will start off as a fixed surveillance at the port.
Once the C.I. picks up the load, we go mobile.
Our objective is simple--
follow the C.I. to Smokey, let a hand-to-hand exchange take place,
-then we drop the hammer. -[indistinct chatter]
Yo!
Feel free to chime in.
Even if we can't get Smokey dirty on the drugs,
we're still hooking him up on the two murders, right?
That shit with your brother hit close, huh?
Makes it personal?
Yeah. You could say that.
Then go fucking work radio calls.
I don't need some cherry with a hard-on acting recklessly.
He's good.
Is he?
'Cause we only get one shot at this.
Understood.
Let's get tucked in.
Remember, keep a low profile.
Stay out of sight until I need you.
Copy.
[police radio chatter]
How long you know that guy?
Sergeant Koyama? He was my T.O.
Is he always an asshole?
He's just trying to keep you sharp.
They're all assholes.
Those guys are solid as they come, all right?
And they get shit done.
Yeah. I've seen how they get shit done.
Meaning?
I've been on the other side of guys like that.
Fucking bullies with badges.
[sighs]
Look...
You should know what's up.
Koy asked me to join his team.
Are you?
If the stars align, absolutely.
[Koy on radio] Harmon, you still with us?
A hundred percent.
Wizard's loaded up with the product and got the drop location from Smokey.
We're on the move to Downtown Johnny's.
The truck stop?
That's the one. We're letting this play out, so stay low.
10-4.
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Koy, we're tucked in a lot near Alameda, ready and waiting.
Sit tight. Wait for my command.
Heads up. We're live.
[Koy] Anyone have eyes on Smokey?
[officer on radio] Negative.
Oh, fuck.
Hold your positions. I think I have him.
Koy, we ready to move or what?
[Koy on radio] Hold tight. Smokey's got someone else handling the pickup.
Who?
[Koy] His daughter.
But everyone stay alert. I guarantee he's close by.
[tires squealing, screeching]
[Leona] Ah, shit.
Shit's jumping off! We have multiple armed offenders!
And it's Smokey's own crew!
Everyone move in! I repeat, move in!
[sirens wailing]
[grunting]
Shots fired! Repeat, shots fired!
[groans]
[sirens wailing]
[Diaz] Watch out!
Charlie-85 at Downtown Johnny's Truck Stop.
Active firefight underway.
Plain clothes officers requesting help.
Leona!
What the fuck?! Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
Diaz, get back here! Hold your cover!
[Diaz] Leona!
[grunts]
[Diaz] Leona!
[Diaz] Hey!
Hey! Hey! Drop it!
[Leona] Hey, Pocho Cop!
[grunting]
[Diaz groaning]
[groaning, coughing]
You gotta protect your family.
And I gotta protect mine.
[gunshot]
[Koy] Officer down! Officer down!
Diaz!
[cries out]
[Koy] Hey! Hang on, brother. I got you.
I got you. Breathe, man, breathe.
Hey, look at me.
Diaz!
We're right here, brother.
[Harmon] Where's he hit?
[Koy] First one hit the vest.
[Diaz groans]
[Diaz wailing]
It's all right. It's just a nick.
Hey, hey. Look at me.
You're gonna be all right, all right?
You're not dying today. Not on my watch.
-Look at me. -Smokey.
[Harmon] Where?
Go. I got your rookie. Go!
Officer down. Gunshot to the upper torso.
-[crowd commotion] -[Harmon] Get out of the way!
Move! Move!
-Where is he? -In there. I think he has a gun.
Go!
Let me see your fucking hands!
Smokey!
I'm not gonna say it again! Show me your fucking hands!
[groaning]
Charlie-85, we have multiple casualties at our 20.
One critical. Need EMS.
[dispatch] Copy, 85. EMS already en route. Standby for assistance.
I'm not going back to prison.
Well, I'm not letting you die.
Leona?
I'm sorry.
You gotta put pressure on that.
[crying]
[grunts]
All because that fucking kid killed some cop.
Me and you...
were the only ones holding it down back in the day.
I still am.
[sirens approaching]
[Harmon] How you feeling?
I ain't gonna lie-- shit hurts like a motherfucker.
Yeah, well, it beats the alternative, right?
Jesus. Let me help.
[wincing]
[grunts]
I know.
I fucked up.
[knocking]
Look who lost his cherry.
Thank you, sir.
For having my back.
Anytime.
So you think Wizard tipped off East Barrio?
The question I've been asking is,
who's Smokey's big connect to China?
Sounds like that's our top priority.
We need to talk about that.
I already told him, so go ahead.
Your transfer was denied.
Denied?
Why?
Someone in West put a brick on you.
I don't know who, but...
there's nothing I can do.
A brick?
She pissed off one of the bosses and they're holding her back.
[Lasman] Nah, man, they cried like babies in lock-up.
[laughing] No, I'm serious. Like, grown-ass men.
I'm sittin' there with...
Hey, let me call you back. All right. Bye.
Hey.
So...
I hear Smokey's chained up in the county infirmary.
Mm-hmm, yeah. It all worked out.
Yeah. How's your trainee?
Probably wishing those shots he took got him out of his review today.
[chuckles]
You know, you guys did some really good police work.
The two of you should be taking a victory lap.
I think that that can wait.
What's up? Something on your mind?
How long are you planning on holding this vendetta against me?
What vendetta?
Everyone knows that you blame me for not getting bumped up to Lieutenant.
But that was your partner's fault. It wasn't mine.
Harmon, that's ancient history.
Then why the fuck was I sidelined from the drug team?
Hey, hey. Whoa. Look-- Whatever you may think--
No. If you have a score to settle,
at least have the balls to do it to my face, okay?
Don't go through department politics.
You need to chill on your tone and sit down.
Okay.
Your first day training Diaz, you were captured on body cam
verbally threatening to physically assault a civilian on a domestic call.
And then, on top of that, you ordered the kid to dime you out,
knowing full well that that would brand him a snitch the rest of his career.
-No, I didn't order him to do anything. -No, no, no, no. Hold on.
Whoa! You started this shit. Let me finish.
If I was looking for some bullshit score to settle, there it was.
Wrapped for me in a fucking bow.
But nothing came of it. You wanna know why? Huh?
Because I buried the footage to protect you
and your rookie.
So if someone sidelined you from the Drug Team,
it sure the fuck wasn't me.
[sighs]
Sir, that was admirable
but unnecessary.
Look, Harmon.
Lord knows you and I don't see eye-to-eye on a whole lot of shit.
But with all the craziness going on out there,
there's one thing I know for sure.
It's that you feel it the same way I do.
So if we're gonna make any real difference,
you and I-- we...
we gotta learn how to stand shoulder-to-shoulder.
Yes, sir.
I'd be neglecting my duty
if I didn't start by recognizing your efforts last night.
I'm glad you are both okay.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
Thank you, ma'am.
Diaz, considering what you've been though, we'll keep it brief.
Do you have a personal statement?
I do. Yes.
[clears throat]
In my first two months, I haven't been perfect.
But I'm getting better. Yeah, I'm learning the maps,
how to diffuse situations.
But, um, I'm not gonna lie--
the job's a lot harder than I thought.
It's also more rewarding as well.
A lot more.
I do struggle to turn it off at night, but I'm also getting better at that.
Yeah. I'm becoming the officer I strive to be.
That's due to Officer Harmon's guidance.
And I, um...
You know, I could go on and on
about all the ways that you make me a better officer.
But what I'm most grateful for is that you made me a better man.
I mean, I've learned things I didn't even know I needed to learn.
Now, in retrospect,
honestly, I don't know what I'd do without.
So I owe you.
I owe you a lot more than you know.
Harmon, do you have a recommendation?
Diaz...
you have a fearless drive.
That's commendable.
But trust is earned through smart decisions.
Not just brave ones.
You keep on running into situations that are dangerous,
ignoring orders.
That's not a game of chance that you can keep playing.
That's why it's my recommendation that we drop you back to day one
and we restart probation.
Diaz, any response?
Um, yeah, I...
[sighs]
No, ma'am.
Okay, then. As long as you understand what this means.
Your parole period starts over.
If you fail again, you're out.
Thank you. You're dismissed.
[Harmon] Can I have a minute?
You denied my transfer to the Drug Team?
I did.
Why?
Because you disobeyed direct orders going after Maniac.
Disobeyed?
You went off book.
I am the one who found him!
And then told me how you did.
Because I trusted you.
You said that was gonna stay between us.
It has. That's why you're not off the job.
Any other lieutenant would've fired you.
I got justice for Delgado.
And put your rookie's life in danger.
That's bullshit!
Harmon, listen to your own sermon. You're a good cop.
But in this current climate, it is imperative
for you to be smarter and more strategic.
Every move we make is under a microscope.
So you're saying that I should learn to play the politics better, right?
Like you did to land your position.
Careful.
So I'm stuck on patrol?
For now.
Then let me take Diaz.
I don't think that's a good idea.
Come on. I know him.
Through and through.
Let me finish what I started.
You blindsided me.
You think that was an easy decision to make?
I wrestled with it.
Until the moment you walked in that room.
No. You fucked me because you didn't get your promotion. Is that it?
Alex, I care about you.
All right? You need a wake-up call.
Just 'cause you got a brick on you doesn't mean I have to sink too.
See? Right here.
The way that you are reacting-- it shows I made the right decision.
Look, I got 60 days on.
It's not like I was gonna ride solo anyway.
You're not listening.
Yeah. And you're holding me to some impossible standard.
I am keeping you alive.
Whether you see that or not.
I'm not Delgado.
No.
You are not her.
But I'm gonna make damn fucking sure you don't suffer the same fate.
That's why I told Bishop you're sticking with me.
What? For another rotation?
For however long it takes.
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[engine starts]
Charlie-85, clear.
[police radio chatter]
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