(pigs grunting)

BULLOCK: Alright, you two – simple sweep, nothin’ fancy. Keep your eyes out for anything. We’re not gonna get another warrant for this any time soon.

MORENO: Yes sir.

RIEGER: You got it.

BULLOCK: Alright. Ring it. (Doorbell sounds)

RIEGER: This place gives me the creeps.

BULLOCK: Yeah, no shit.

(door opens)
LUCENZO: Si?

BULLOCK: Lucenzo Valentino. We have a warrant to search the premises. Stand back, please.

LUCENZO: Si.

(phone rings) BULLOCK: Shit, I gotta take this. Back in a minute.

(classical music playing inside the house)

MORENO: John – two plates.

RIEGER: You havin’ a friend for dinner, bud?

LUCENZO: (Yes, we were) You will excuse me, si? Just a moment.

RIEGER: No sir, you should stay here. Sir! I said – shit! He’s makin’ a run for it!

MORENO: Where’d he go?

RIEGER: No idea. Sweep and clear… Clear.

MORENO: Clear.

(LUCENZO cuts MORENO’s throat; he chokes)

RIEGER: Jesus! Rico! (fires his gun at LUCENZO) Rico! Oh, shit! (LUCENZO laughs) Rico!

LUCENZO: (Dance, police, dance!)

RIEGER: This is Officer Rieger. We got a man do-

(LUCENZO picks up RIEGER and crushes him to death, bodycam breaks; static)

(outside the house)

BULLOCK: Bullock. Jim? Yeah. No, we’re here now. Rico and John are inside. Yeah. I know – by the book. (hears gunshot) Wait. What the fuck was that? (crashes through the door) Freeze! Put the officer down! (LUCENZO picks up a blade) Put it down, Valentino! (they fight – then LUCENZO slashes at BULLOCK who barely ducks out of the way and has his throat slashed)

(BULLOCK chokes)

LUCENZO: You will make wonderful food for the pigs.

(BULLOCK fires at LUCENZO twice; ringing in BULLOCK’s ears)

(BULLOCK manages to run away, then collapses)