Let me take you on patrol with me, show you the neighborhood. OK. Sure the neighbors...

Abel Turner: Let me take you on patrol with me, show you the neighborhood. Chris Mattson: OK. [He and Abel begin walking around the neighborhood as Lisa smiles and laughs from her house window] Chris Mattson: Sure the neighbors appreciate this. Abel Turner: Well, not everybody up here's somebody you wanna live next to. Chris Mattson: Like who? Abel Turner: [walking by a house] This guy here, for instance. Sakorsky, Sakwasky, whatever. Beats on his wife. I told her to come straight to me, but, you know, she didn't have to live that way. Chris Mattson: Did she...? Abel Turner: Well, other people's relationships. You think somebody shouldn't be with somebody, but you can't say that to their face, now can you? Chris Mattson: Yup. Abel Turner: [walking by another house] Over here, now. Got some dealing going on, I think, you know? Pills, weed, maybe a little coke, meth. A lot of coming and going. Interesting thing is... guy's got a different car in the driveway every week. Chris Mattson: Maybe he's a car dealer. Abel Turner: [after a brief pause] So, what'd they tell you about the hillside? Chris Mattson: Behind the house? Abel Turner: Hmm. Chris Mattson: Said there was a slide 10 years ago, county reinforced it, and, uh... now they're clearing it out for condos or whatever. Abel Turner: Yeah. Hope they knew what they were doing. Chris Mattson: Look, Abel, we're here. OK? And we're counting on being here a few years. We re-really want this to be our home. [he and Abel stop walking] Abel Turner: Raise your family? Chris Mattson: Yeah, eventually. Abel Turner: Don't wanna rush it, though, right? Chris Mattson: Whenever we decide, that's our choice. Abel Turner: You and your wife? Chris Mattson: Who else's would it be? Abel Turner: [chuckles] Ah! It's a brave new world. Chris Mattson: How's that? Abel Turner: You know, I got nothing against you, or her. LAPD, I work with all kinds. I'd lay my life down for those guys. Chris Mattson: All kinds? Abel Turner: But, that's where I work. This is where I live. I'm trying to raise these kids by myself. Teach them to respect themselves and the people they come from, so, I don't need you or your lady putting your bedroom scenes out here for them to see. I don't think they're ever gonna forget that little synchronized swimming exhibition. Me, either. Chris Mattson: Look, Abel, I'm sorry. I... Abel Turner: Maybe there's places where that's OK, and maybe that's where you ought to live. [Chris stares aghast as Abel walks away]