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]
