[MAVERICK SABRE'S "LET ME GO" PLAYING]
♪ ♪
♪ I can still taste you on my lips ♪
NOLAN: It's just not a term
you expect to hear in 2019, you know?
"Grave robber."
It's like chimney sweep.
Alchemist.
- Fishmonger. - Keep naming old-ass jobs
and your next one's gonna be at Medieval Times.
Copy that.
There he is.
If he starts digging up body parts to make a monster,
you're on your own.
- TALIA: Police! - [GASPS]
Geez. You scared me.
- Get out of there. - It's okay. This is my mom.
And you missed her so much you had to dig her up?
No, she's got my jewelry.
She was supposed to leave it to me,
but they buried her with it, and now I need it.
- To buy drugs? - No.
NOLAN: Okay. Come on. Come on.
Climb on out of there.
NOLAN: Hands over your head. [SIGHS]
Interlace your fingers.
[VOICE BREAKING] I really do miss her.
She's the only person that ever believed in me.
I've been so lost since she's been dead.
Then maybe you should this as an opportunity
to get your life straight.
You know what? Get clean.
Make your mother proud.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm going to do that.
I'm gonna turn my life around.
I'm gonna get clean.
For Mom!
It's gonna be one of those nights, isn't it?
Yep.
TALIA: Come on. Get up.
[GROANS]
[QUIETLY] Come on. I got ya.
Come on.
What?
She's over there.
I remember that statue from the funeral.
I'll put him in the shop.
It still doesn't feel real.
Yeah.
But life goes on whether we like it or not.
[SIGHS] Okay. Back to it.
♪ ♪
Oh, I could get used to this.
- Right? - [CHUCKLES]
They don't have this in D.C.
Nope. Just an equal amount of self-absorbed people.
Mm-hmm. Only they're far more pale.
Yes. [LAUGHS]
Which is why you should spend
more than a few days a month down here with me.
Oh, I wish I could.
But I landed this big security contract in Virginia.
- Nice. - Which reminds me.
Um, there's this thing that I heard about
that I think... you should volunteer for.
I love volunteering for things.
- [LAUGHS] - What's the thing?
Well, uh, a friend of mine is an ADA out here,
and he mentioned that he's gonna be reaching out
to your station for manpower
for a protection detail.
Some high-powered witness in a safe house.
Sounds like fun.
And some valuable experience.
How can I ever thank you?
Oh, I'm sure I will think of a few ways.
- I'm sure you will. - [LAUGHS]
- We're talking about sex, though, right? - [LAUGHING] Yeah.
SGT. GREY: Per Captain Weatherby,
the following protocol changes will take place immediately.
No more putting any boots on top of lockers.
Any boots left on top of lockers
will be thrown away at midnight and noon daily.
Second, every officer must provide a business card
to every citizen they contact.
SGT. GREY: If a citizen doesn't want a business card,
the officer must write a police report
and document the fact the citizen refused a business card.
Sir, with all due respect, this sucks.
Ours is not to judge, Officer Lopez.
Command believes that the captain's focus on efficiency
is what Mid-Wilshire needs right now.
[DOOR OPENS]
Captain. Can I help you?
I need an updated vehicle list.
Yes, sir. I'm in the middle of roll call.
I'll get it to you right after.
But since you're here, would you like to
say anything inspirational to day shift?
Did you tell them about the boots?
- Yes, sir. - CAPT. WEATHERBY: Oh. Okay.
Well, uh...
Keep up the, uh...
good work.
♪ ♪
Alright.
Last bit of business.
District Attorney's office has a witness on ice.
They need our help watching them.
I usually don't assign rookies
these type of details, Officer Nolan.
And Officer Bishop would have to agree.
Forget it. Protection details are like watching paint dry.
Looks like you're out of luck.
I'll do it.
And Nolan and I haven't had a chance to "bond" yet.
[LAUGHTER]
Great.
Alright. Bishop, you'll be riding with Chen.
That's it.
Oh, and remember...
when you take your shops in at night,
you now have to drive by the garage
to get a mechanical inspection and mileage report.
You're welcome.
You're right, this sucks.
For you. 'Cause I'll be home eating dinner while you're doing all that.
WOMAN ON P.A.: Officer West to the front desk. Visitor.
I'll be right back.
Make it fast. Captain's put a clock on our roll out.
- Hey. - JACKSON: Hey.
Um, what are you doing here?
You... left something at my place.
Um, I just can't really have visitors here.
Look, I just... I just really want to keep
my personal and work life separate.
Fine.
You left your off-duty weapon at my place.
I can't believe I did that.
Yeah, you were a little distracted.
Look, you don't understand.
If anybody found out about this, I'd get fired.
Immediately.
And, like, what... why would you bring it here?
What if you got pulled over?
You're mad at me about this?
- No, look... - [SCOFFS]
I got to get to work.
I'm sorry, Gino. I...
Yeah.
Hey, Boot. What's the holdup?
Uh, nothing. Sorry.
I just... Actually, can I, uh...
Can I just get a minute? I need to hit the locker room.
30 seconds or I fail you for the day.
Must have left his boots up.
You up to date on protection detail protocols?
- I think so. - Okay. We use the "Loser System"...
named for the losers we protect.
L-O-S-R... Listen, Observe, Secure, Report.
You listen for any movement,
changes or information that impact the mission,
observe the subject's behavior,
changes in the environment, et cetera.
Secure... make sure no threats infiltrate the perimeter,
and, finally, report.
Report any suspicious activity, no matter how minor,
to your superior officer immediately.
- That means me. - What about "e"?
"Loser" has an "e."
"E" is for "engage," which is left out
because you are not to engage the subject
unless it's a life-threatening emergency.
We're here to guard this guy,
not braid his hair and be besties.
- That understood? - NOLAN: Understood.
I don't even know how to braid hair.
I was gonna learn if we had a daughter, but...
- [DOOR CLOSES] - Never mind.
- [GRUNTING] - [SIRENS WAILING]
[TIRES SCREECH]
LOPEZ: Police!
[GRUNTS]
- You alright? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Thanks. He got me when I wasn't looking.
You're under arrest for assaulting an officer.
He's the one who should be arrested.
He said he'd rip up the ticket if I gave him $100.
- That's not true. - Like hell it isn't!
- Hey! - Sir, there's no use in lying. Alright?
Whatever really happened is gonna be on
the officer's body camera.
Where's your body camera?
Um...
it's, uh... it's in the car.
It was on the fritz. I'll... I'll go get it.
Officer, wait!
♪ ♪
- [ENGINE SPUTTERS] - [FRANTIC GRUNTING]
Get out of the car! Get out of the car now!
- RUSSELL: Okay, take it easy. Take... - Get out of the car.
RUSSELL: Take it easy, man. Come on.
JACKSON: Interlace your fingers and face the car.
Okay, okay, okay.
It's just a big misunderstanding.
Can't we just... Can't we just talk this out, you know?
- Cop to cop? - You're not a cop.
And impersonating a law enforcement officer is a felony.
I want a lawyer.
Maybe you can impersonate one.
♪ ♪
That's the safe house.
7-Adam-19 on scene at the mutual aid call.
Will make contact in 10 seconds.
DISPATCHER: Roger, 7-Adam-19.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
LAPD, Bradford and Nolan.
- Uh, Officer Nolan? - Nolan.
Hey, I'm ADA Sean DelMonte.
Jessica Russo told me you'd be helping out.
Sir, Officer Nolan is a rookie.
I'm his superior officer, Tim Bradford.
Oh. Sorry. I just assumed that he'd be in charge.
The last guy Jessica dated was a Navy SEAL.
- Seriously? - Yeah.
Talk about a strong handshake, like a vise grip...
Okay, can we get the download on our protectee?
Of course. Yeah.
Brad Hayes.
Worked Border Patrol for 12 years down in Temecula.
Rose to second in command.
Then he turned around and started using what we taught him
to help the other side.
He charged the cartels a fortune to smuggle people in and out.
Now he's naming names.
No wonder he's hiding out here.
Yeah, he's testifying before a grand jury tomorrow.
Look, Sheriff's Department will coordinate shift changes.
Here's my card.
Use the cell number in case anything comes up,
no matter how small.
- Will do. - SEAN: Deputy.
It's very nice to meet both of you.
And, again, sorry for the confusion.
No worries.
- Navy SEAL? - Focus, Boot.
Now do a sweep of the house.
Note ingress and egress points,
escape avenues, and sight lines.
- Report back in 10. - Yes, sir.
- How's it going? - Fine. Thanks.
Oh.
No "e" in "loser."
Hey.
There is an "e" in "loser."
DISPATCHER: 7-Adam-15, false imprisonment call,
6991 West Ellroy.
Code 2 high.
NADIM: She's got him locked up in there!
I haven't been able to reach him in days.
- Who? - My boyfriend.
Who's got him locked up?
His mother.
His mother?
Look, no offense, but could it be
that he just doesn't want to see you?
No, she's really strict,
and she hates that we're together.
Please, I'm really worried.
Police, open up!
Police!
[MAN GROANS LOUDLY]
Wait! I have a key!
- I have a key. - Thanks.
Stay back.
♪ ♪
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING IN DISTANCE]
♪ ♪
MARIO: Stop, Mom! Please.
PAULA: ...who sustains my life.
Turn back the evil upon my foes;
in your faithfulness, destroy them.
And by the power of our Lord Jesus Christ,
may you be snatched away
and driven from the church of God.
PAULA: From all the souls made in the image and likeness of God
and redeemed by the Precious Blood of the Divine Lamb,
- I cast you out! - MARIO: Ow!
Stop! Get away from him!
- No. No! - That's enough.
- [CRUCIFIX CLATTERS ON FLOOR] - You have to let me save him.
He's been possessed by the dark one.
Control, I need RA to 6991 West Ellroy.
Teenage Hispanic male, suffering from dehydration.
What did you do to him, you sick bitch?!
- Hey. - No!
- [SOBS] - He's been possessed by your filth.
[SOBBING] No. No.
[PANTING] No.
Sergeant.
Yes.
Did you countermand my vehicle reassignment order?
I thought it was a mistake.
You reassigned all our extra shops to LAX.
What are we supposed to use if one of our cars breaks down?
Inventory lists 10 mountain bikes.
We'll use those. Yeah.
Exercise is good for the soul.
Less helpful in a high-speed pursuit.
I have got a doctor's appointment
and then lunch with the Deputy Chief.
So make sure those monthly reports are on my desk
- when I get back. - SGT. GREY: Yes, sir!
[QUIETLY] Wow.
- He seems fun. - [QUIETLY] Damn.
What are you doing here?
Uh, your wife called me. She said that you were considering
throwing the new captain out the window.
And you came to talk me out of it?
Or open the window.
[CHUCKLING] Whichever one seems more productive.
[SIGHS] He's hurting morale
and our ability to do our jobs.
He's not the first pencil pusher you've worked for, right?
And he probably won't be the last.
So it is your job to find a workaround.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
You think the kid will be okay?
Physically, yes, but mentally, I'm not so sure.
I still can't believe a mother would do that to her own son.
Sadly, it's not the worst thing I've seen a parent do.
- [PHONE VIBRATES] - Oh, uh, hey.
Do you mind if I take this call?
- Mm. - Thanks.
Wh... What?
Mom, slow down.
W... Is he okay?
Did they send him to Shaw Memorial?
Okay. Yeah, no, that's good.
My dad got attacked by one of his patients.
They think his arm is broken.
_
I'll go as soon as my shift's done, okay?
- Boot, we'll go now. - Oh. Okay.
I'm gonna go right now,
and I'll call you right after I see him, okay?
I love you, too.
Um, thanks.
My mom is out of town at a conference.
Are you sure this is okay?
Yeah. It's family.
Control, have a unit meet us
at Shaw Memorial for a prisoner transfer.
Also, show us 10-6 personal.
[ENGINE REVS]
The whole house is about 1,900 square feet.
Upstairs, there's two bedrooms, a bathroom,
and a very small attic.
Sight lines are blocked from the east...
I'm bored!
Not our problem.
Oh, it is killing me not having Internet access.
Or a phone.
They actually gave me newspapers.
What do they think, I'm an animal?
Sir, we're here to keep you alive, not entertained.
So step back. Let us do our job.
He doesn't like me, does he?
He probably thinks I'm a traitor.
We're not here to judge you, sir. Just keep you safe.
He's very good. Very reassuring.
I'm gonna have a beer. You guys want one?
- No, thank you. - Shocker.
Officer Nolan.
Yes, sir?
I read about you in the newspaper.
Your captain got killed in the line of duty.
HAYES: Sounded like a real badass.
She was.
Your name was all over that article.
Pretty heroic stuff.
Not heroic enough.
WOMAN ON P.A.: Respiratory therapist, 4 West.
Gino. Hey.
Uh, I'm looking for my dad.
He was brought in a little while ago... broken arm?
Uh, yeah. He's in Bed 2.
- I'm... I'm so sorry. - LUCY: Yeah, thanks.
Do we know what his status is?
Doctor saw him and scheduled him for X-rays.
Depending how bad the break is, he might need surgery.
Um, I'll goose the process along.
- Put in a room request. - Thanks.
Yeah.
LUCY: Hey.
Are you okay?
[SIGHS] I'm fine.
Your mother shouldn't have called you.
Of course she should have. What happened?
I was in the middle
of some alternative anger management therapy,
and my patient lost control.
- What's his name? - Why?
Because he broke your arm.
No, he had a dissociative episode.
He didn't mean to hurt me.
It doesn't matter. The law is clear.
The law is broken!
Ow.
♪ ♪
_
So you think this is the solution?
To pretend that this didn't happen?
It's a better solution than letting you lock him up.
Now I'm in pain.
So if you're more worried about being a cop
than being my daughter,
maybe you should leave.
You can sit down. I'm not gonna bite.
I'm good.
Of course. Suit yourself.
Your partner there is a real hard-ass, huh?
I had a supervisor just like him at Border Patrol.
He got off on pushing buttons.
He's my training officer, and we're not discussing this.
Hmm. I always forget that you are a rookie.
It must chap your ass
to be bossed around by a younger guy like that.
Not at all. It's the only way I'm gonna learn.
[LAUGHS]
I'm not buying it.
Guy like that?
Oh, man. He is all sorts of superior.
He probably thinks that I smuggled people over the border
for the money.
I watched people die every day,
trying to cross that border,
desperate for a new life.
And after a few years of that...
I couldn't take it anymore.
I decided to do something and help them.
And so, yeah, I made some money,
but there are people that are alive today because of me.
I had no idea you were such a humanitarian.
Thank you.
What about the people you smuggled out of the country...
the, uh, cartel members, fugitives from justice?
Okay, yeah, that was for the money, but...
[CELLPHONE RINGS]
Hey, you.
What are you wearing?
I am at the safe house right now.
[CHUCKLES] Did you meet my friend Sean?
I did. You dated a Navy SEAL?
I'm gonna kill him. Yes, I did.
It was for about... two months, right after my divorce.
Was he Team Six?
Are you asking if my ex shot Bin Laden?
Yeah, just in a..."thank you for your service" kind of way.
Got to go.
Yeah, we'll keep it locked down here.
Let us know ASAP.
D.A.'s office just discovered a credible threat
against our guy... a cartel hit team.
Trying to figure out if the safe house has been compromised.
Well, that looks a little awkward.
- It sure does. - [TELEPHONE RINGS]
Nurse's station.
Gino, hey. I, um, tried calling your cell.
Yeah, I... I know.
I didn't answer.
Hello?
Gino?
He hung up.
Why? What did you do?
Nothing.
Um, do you mind if we stop by the hospital after lunch?
Not unless you get food poisoning.
- Are they sending backup? - That's unclear.
Sounded like they're scrambling to assess the situation.
Hey, guys.
Something going on? You seem stressed.
Nothing.
If there's a problem, I deserve to know.
It's my life that's on the line.
Sit your ass back down.
Make me.
[RUMBLING]
[CLATTERING, CRASHING]
Earthquake... get on the ground!
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
Hey! Everybody under your desks!
Everybody down!
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
LOPEZ: It's an earthquake!
Get down!
[GRUNTING]
Wade!
Go! Come on!
[CLATTERING]
I got you.
[CLATTERING]
That was a pretty good one.
[CAR ALARM BLARING IN DISTANCE]
I'm gonna check the house, make sure we're still five by five.
Watch him.
Never been through an earthquake before.
Yeah, they take some getting used to.
Um...
are those guys supposed to be here?
Get away from there.
[THUDS, GRUNTS]
♪ ♪
[GROANS]
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Don't move! Get down. Get down.
Give me your hands. Give me your hands!
- What the hell is going on? - Ow.
Nothing I can't handle.
- You alright? - Yeah.
Any word on the hit squad?
No. Radios are down. Phone.
We're on our own.
[SIRENS WAILING]
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING IN DISTANCE]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
[STRAINING] Okay. Okay.
Let's get you to this table.
[GROANING]
JESSICA: Let's sit you down.
- Good, good. - Let me take a look.
Alright. That's gonna need a few stitches.
This is not a priority.
Hey, call out if you're injured!
- [GROANS] Me, Sarge. - Hello? Hello?
Land lines are down.
7-Adam-100, status report.
Hello? Hel...
- So are the radios. - Where's the captain?
At a doctor's appointment.
Or maybe lunch by now.
Everyone! Everyone! Listen up!
We trained for this.
First priority is assessment.
Lennox, Hall... sweep the station for casualties.
If anyone needs to go home to check on your family,
you're dismissed.
We take care of our own. Come back when you can.
It's alright. With comms down,
we skip right to the old-school part of the manual.
This is a city with people in crisis.
We will serve them, we will protect them,
and we will make them safe, understand?
ALL: Yes, sir.
Alright. Let's go! Let's go!
[SIRENS WAILING]
[INDISTINCT TALKING]
You're gonna need to hold that to your face.
Make sure you're holding that up.
Hey, keep this elevated. Keep it up. Keep it up.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
♪ ♪
Officers! Can you help?
TALIA: Let's get out there. He needs help.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE]
GINO: Calm down. We'll get to you.
I'm working as fast as I can.
Hey! Hey, ladies and gentlemen!
- [CONVERSATIONS STOP] - Ladies and gentlemen,
I need you to form a single-file line
in order of your arrival.
Now, people! Right now!
Single file. Just line up right here. Yep.
Listen up, guys. Settle down.
Scalp lacerations. You can wait.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Stress fracture. You can wait.
Gino? Gino.
Just try to sit up. Try to sit up.
Hey, hey, hey. Open your eyes.
Hey! Hey!
I need a trauma team! Possible internal bleeding!
[SIRENS WAILING]
[GRUNTS]
Would it help if I said I was sorry?
I... I think the earthquake set off
- my fight-or-flight response. - Save it.
I can't get through to the DA's office or the station.
Radios are down. Phone lines are overwhelmed.
Get ready to move.
We can't take a chance this place has been compromised.
That's dumb. Why would we run around the city?
There's no cover, no concealment.
I say we stay put from a... a tactical standpoint.
You don't get a vote. You hit me in the head.
[THUD IN DISTANCE]
No one else in the house, right?
If there is, shoot 'em.
♪ ♪
[GUNFIRE]
♪ ♪
We got to get out of here! Back door!
What if there's a gunman out there, too?
Then you'll shoot him! We're sitting ducks here.
- Go! - I'm not going anywhere!
- TIM: Go. - HAYES: No.
- TIM:: Move! - HAYES: Aah.
[GUNFIRE]
♪ ♪
[THUD]
[GAS HISSES]
♪ ♪
[QUIETLY] Come on. Come on. Go. Go. Go. Go.
Come on.
♪ ♪
- We need transportation. - Well, in case you haven't noticed,
there's a sniper between us and our car.
Hold here. Head on a swivel.
This is stupid. We're sitting ducks.
- [NORMAL VOICE] Shut up. - You are in way over your head.
Says the guy being hunted by the cartel hit squad.
[GLASS BREAKS]
[CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
Nice car. Inconspicuous.
Get in the back.
What's the plan? Back to the station?
No, that's where these guys expect us to go.
Safest thing is to get lost.
Go to the last place they'd think to look for us.
I know just the place.
[GULLS CRYING, WAVES CRASHING]
Yep, this is definitely the last place I'd look for us.
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
Ugh, ooh.
I hate to be that guy, but...
I'm gonna need some sunblock.
I burn real easy.
I don't have any, but I can bury you up to your neck
in the sand and put a trash can on your head.
I'm fine.
[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIR, SIRENS WAIL]
Ooh, I'm not putting that on.
The wound is gonna leak.
Do you want blood running into your eye all day?
- That's what I thought. - Oh, my goodness.
Yep.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
- JESSICA: Okay. - Think we're good?
JESSICA: Wait, wait. Stay right there.
One picture. Just one.
- Stop that. - One. Just one.
Alright, I'm... I'm ready. Let's go.
Alright. Radio tower's down.
ETA on repair is at least an hour.
Phone services are swamped.
Only 20% of the calls are getting through.
So we're going to mark every Priority One call on the map
so we can all see where the trouble spots are.
Sir, captain called in on my line with orders for you.
Thank you.
[SCOFFS]
Our fearless leader wants me to immediately dispatch a unit
to Bel-Air to guard against looters.
And he also wants one sent to his own block.
Can you believe this guy? There's no way I'm doing this.
Oh, yes, you are. He's the captain.
Disobeying orders like that will do nothing but get you fired.
[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON P.A.]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
- Hey. - Yeah?
Sorry to interrupt. How's he feeling?
Uh, better.
Thank you for saving him.
Of course. It's my job.
What's gonna happen to my mom?
Is she going to jail?
That's not my call.
She's facing serious charges,
but her state of mind will be taken into consideration.
And if you can advocate on her behalf,
there's a chance she could avoid prison
and get the treatment she needs.
Thank you.
LOPEZ: Control, 7-Adam-7,
show us on patrol in Bel-Air.
Still no word from Gino?
Nothing. What if he's hurt? Or worse.
And the last thing I said to him was in anger.
LOPEZ: Odds are he's fine.
Quake wasn't that big, and the hospital's retrofitted.
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
This is a waste of time and resources.
The last thing people are gonna do when the city's at a standstill
is drive up to Bel-Air and loot.
- [ALARM BLARING] - Or maybe not.
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
[BLARING CONTINUES]
♪ ♪
Front door's open.
♪ ♪
- Stay back! - Gun!
MAN: Come on!
Come on!
I'll kill you!
JACKSON: He retreated inside!
Let's go!
[ALARM BLARING]
Stay focused.
[HEAVY-METAL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
Remember your training. Keep it cool. Keep it tight.
♪ ♪
[MUSIC STOPS, BLARING CONTINUES]
[THUDDING]
- Hands up! - Don't shoot!
- Come out of there! - Weapon! Drop the gun!
- It's only a BB gun. - What the hell happened to you?
My boss, he's lost his mind.
Who? The fat guy in a kimono?
Yeah. Tommy Lamont. I'm his assistant.
He was on day three of a coke binge when the earthquake hit,
and now he thinks it's the end of the world.
I'm still lost on the welts.
He had us hunting each other throughout the house
with BB guns to stay sharp for the oncoming apocalypse.
- You're kidding. - I wish.
But then when it hit, he got into the gun cabinet,
and I was terrified he would forget which was which.
- Can you turn off that alarm? - JONAH: Yes.
Go do that, then wait outside.
On me.
♪ ♪
LAMONT: Jonah!
Jonah!
♪ ♪
LOPEZ: Mr. Lamont, LAPD!
Mr. Lamont,
I need you to stand where I can see you
and put your weapons on the ground.
LAMONT: I'm not falling for that.
I saw that episode of "Midnight Apocalypse"
where they steal the police uniforms.
This guy is out of his mind.
Sir, you're not thinking straight.
- We're here to help you. - LAMONT: I don't believe you!
[GUNSHOT, GLASS BREAKS]
It was just a BB.
That alarm is eating into my brain!
Jonah's taking care of that.
What have you done with Jonah?
He's fine! Jonah is fine.
He's helping us. Gonna take care of that alarm.
[LAUGHS BITTERLY] Ah, you tricked him.
He's helping you steal my rations!
- Jonah! - [BLARING STOPS]
Don't listen to them!
Don't trust them!
We're gonna be here all day.
LOPEZ: Mr. Lamont, I'm gonna confide in you,
but you can't tell anyone.
We have a place all set up.
A bunch of us survivors are heading that way.
Rations that can last for years, solar power,
but we need you to trust us and set down your weapons.
♪ ♪
Turn around, and put your hands on the back of your head.
Get on your knees.
[BLARING RESUMES]
[TASER CRACKLES]
- LOPEZ: Are you okay? - Yeah.
On the bright side, we finally have a legit reason
to go to the hospital now.
Jonah! Call my lawyer.
It would be a lot nicer without these cuffs.
- Tough. - Texts are back online.
It's from the ADA.
The hit team wasn't trying to kill Hayes...
it was trying to rescue him.
You were in on it the whole time?
You set us up to be killed.
No.
Well, yeah.
As much as I love the idea
of being a barista in Armpit, Arizona,
I've got other plans.
How did they know how to find you?
You were sequestered. No phone, no Internet.
GPS tracker. Son of a bitch.
- That's not mine. - We got to get out of here.
[VEHICLES APPROACHING]
Uh-oh.
What do we do now?
You guys should just let me walk away.
I mean, nobody gets hurt.
Think how you're gonna feel
if another buddy gets killed in the line of duty.
- Shut up. - [GRUNTS]
- [GROANS] - So what now?
They can't afford to kill Hayes,
so they'll have to come up here and get him.
You do know there's three of them, right?
It's almost a fair fight.
Hook him up.
♪ ♪
- [GRUNTS] - [GROANS]
Drop your guns in the sand!
- TIM: Get down on your stomachs now! - No.
TIM: Get down now!
- [MAN GROANS] - NOLAN: Hands behind your back.
So I'm guessing my immunity deal's out the window.
[HANDCUFFS CLICK]
Cafeteria had snickerdoodles.
Can't eat before the surgery.
[CHUCKLES]
Well, you can have them after.
I know you're disappointed in me...
...but you and Mom always taught me to be true to myself.
And... this job [VOICE BREAKING] it's...
it's who I am.
It makes me happy.
You hate the system because it's designed
to punish people, not care for them,
but that will never change
unless people like me step up and make it change.
I heard you talking to that patient down the hall.
You were honest with him... and kind.
I was impressed.
Dr. Chen?
William. I told you not to come.
Dad, who's this?
PATRICK: A friend.
- You should go. - I'm so sorry.
I was...
William, did you assault my father?
It was an accident. I... I... I didn't...
No, Lucy.
Don't.
- N... - PATRICK: It'll devastate him!
Destroy all the work we've done.
- I'm sorry. - Let him go.
I can't. I don't have a choice.
[WHIMPERS]
I will be right here when you get out of surgery, okay?
Don't bother.
[BOYGENIUS' "BITE THE HAND" PLAYS]
♪ I can't hear you ♪
- Sorry, sorry. - No, no. Don't be.
- ♪ You're too far away ♪ - I deserve to be in a little pain
after overreacting this morning.
Just my dad is a legend in the LAPD.
Half the people there think I just got in on his name.
Anything I do hits me twice as hard as any other rookie.
So I, um, just try to keep my head down and,
make everything about the work.
- ♪ I can't love you ♪ - I'm sorry.
- ♪ How you want me to ♪ - It's not easy.
No, what's not easy is admitting how freaked I was
when I couldn't get ahold of you after the earthquake.
I'm sorry for being such an idiot earlier.
Do over?
Do over.
- So I guess it's our bad. - Your "bad"?
Your guys were supposed to give Hayes a thorough pat-down
before bringing him to the safe house.
How the hell did they miss a tracking device?
Well, they didn't, the deputy who patted him down
confessed to slipping Hayes the tracking chip.
He's in custody now, too.
So what's gonna happen to Hayes?
Well, he's facing a half a dozen new charges,
including two counts of attempted murder.
He'll do 20 years, easy.
That's if he still cooperates.
Officer Chen. Booking report is only three pages.
- Why do you have five? - Um...
I thought this arrest warranted
a mental health report addendum.
The perpetrator shattered your father's arm.
Are you sure you're not trying to get back
into your dad's good graces?
I'm pretty sure that's impossible,
but, um, he's not wrong.
This guy needs help, not prison,
so I'm gonna do what I can to help get that for him.
Good.
Wait. [CHUCKLES]
Was that a test?
What, you think Bradford has a monopoly on 'em?
Thanks for the assist today.
Oh, are you kidding me?
That was fun being back in crisis mode.
Sergeant Grey!
Yes, sir?
I just got off the phone with my wife.
The patrol that you assigned to my neighbor...
never showed up.
That's my fault, sir.
I rerouted the officers to assist a traffic collision.
If you want to file a complaint,
you'd be well within your rights to do so.
I would... if I were remaining in command here.
I've just been promoted to headquarters.
Good luck with your next captain.
Oh, good luck to you, sir.
[CHUCKLES]
How the hell did that guy get promoted?
Made a few phone calls.
Sang his praises downtown.
I told them how he singlehandedly saved the city.
Doesn't it bother you that he's going to take credit
for everything that you did today?
♪ ♪
No. The people who matter know.
♪ How you want me to ♪
JESSICA: So how'd you like your first earthquake?
- It was terrifying. - [LAUGHS]
- Well, just wait until the big one hits. - Oh.
[LAUGHS]
Sean texted me about you.
It looks like you made a fan.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
NOLAN: And I wouldn't have,
had you not told me about that opportunity,
- so thank you very much. - Mm.
I'm sorry that you... almost got killed.
- I know, right? - Oh.
Is... everything okay?
Y-Yeah.
Was there a reason you didn't tell Sean
about me being a rookie?
I didn't know that I was supposed to.
It bothers you?
No, no. It's just...
You're a very impressive woman.
Very. It's...
the least impressive thing about you
is you're dating a 45-year-old rookie.
[LAUGHS]
That's ridiculous.
Look, I...
I like you.
You like me.
You're not always gonna be a rookie,
and I will always be this amazing,
so... [LAUGHS]
Why? What's wrong with that?
♪ ♪
Nothing.
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