All language subtitles for The Rookie 4x15 - Hit List (English)

7-Adam-15,
show us on scene

for our hold-up alarm.

Whoa!
Put your hands up!

Nice and slow.
Show us your hands.

Keep your hands up! Stop right...

You with the bag, stop where you are

and show us your hands.

You can see me?

Yes.
Too much of you.

The wizard said this bracelet
would make me invisible.

Wait.

You don't see me.

You see the bags.

Oh.

- Sir, put your hands up.
- No. Wait.

- Sir.
- It's not... That... Keep 'm up.

Don't even... Don't...
There it is.

Well, on the bright side,

we can tell he's not
concealing any weapons.

This is so much harder
than I thought it would be.

If you have an itch, it's okay.
You can scratch it.

No, no, no, no.

This is the longest I've gone

without looking at my phone.

I think I have a problem.

I wasn't gonna say anything.

How's it going?

You know, it's going.

Honestly, I don't know.
I...

I am not a painter like you.

Unless you include painting houses.

Well, I'm not
a painter yet, either.

I've only taken a few classes.

Believe me,
I am way out of my comfort zone.

Okay, that's what you said
about French cooking.

Then you got that cookbook

and you mastered
cassoulet in three days.

Oh, okay.
Now that one I cannot ignore.

Time for me to go to work.

- Let's see what you got.
- No, no, no.

You have to wait till it's finished.

I'm on tenterhooks.

- Hey, you.
- Ooh!

Hi. Good morning.

Uh, did you get my e-mails?

I did.

I haven't had time
to read all the articles

you've sent on coddling felons,

- but it's on my to-do list.
- Hmm.

Never had a girlfriend
give me homework before.

Well, I give it,

because you are as
quick to label people felon,

as you are to call me your girlfriend,

when we've only been on four dates.

- Oh, I...
- Look, we both know

the prosecutorial system needs fixing,

and you are in a position to do that,

which is why I'm...

- Helping to educate you.
- Well, if you feel this strongly,

why didn't you go to law school?

My parents wanted me to,

so that was out of the question.

I'm serious.

I know you love what you do, but,

lots of cops get tired of the violence

and go to law school.

You could be part of the solution.

Try not to sound so condescending.

- Yeah, it's hard for me.
- Mm-hmm.

I have to get to court.

Did it really bother you
that I said "girlfriend"?

I'm fine with it,

as long as you're fine with me,

defining you as my work in progress.

I never know when you're joking.

Good.
Keeps you on your toes.

- Oh, hey, Lucy.
- Hey.

Hey, uh,
did you know that Bailey is painting

- Nolan's portrait?
- Is she?

Gosh, I had no idea,
you only talk about it

- All the time.
- Okay, forgive me,

for being proud of my girlfriend.

Look, you got to give me some lessons.

Like, how are you dating
so far out of your league?

Oh, that, that's kind of his thing.

Oh. Fair enough.

Seriously, I mean, Bailey...
she's a firefighter,

an army reservist, a capoeira
instructor, and a painter?

You're forgetting motorcycle racer,

mixologist,
and runner-up for Nobel Prize.

- Really?
- No. I made the last one up.

But a part of you believed it.

Yeah.

No uniform today.

What's the occasion?

Oh, you will find out soon enough.

- Lookin' good, sir.
- Oh! Hey!

Alright, alright.
Settle down.

The suit's for court.

Right now, I want you to focus
on the other person

not in uniform this morning...

Detective Harper.

Anyone want to tell me
why a T.O. would be

wearing her most comfy
maternity clothes,

out on patrol?

- Plain Clothes Day.
- Plain Clothes Day.

Okay, what's that?

Today,
Detective Harper will be with you

as your shadow, not your T.O.

Her only job is to observe.

So act as if you're on patrol alone

and handle it yourself accordingly.

Okay. I mean that, actually
sounds kind of awesome.

Oh, by all means, enjoy it.

And don't let the
fact that it is the day

when the highest percentage
of rookies wash out bother you,

- at all.
- It is?

Sgt. Grey: Final order of business.

Officer Hong has a dental
emergency this morning.

Nolan, you'll be working
the front desk.

Oh, no problem.
I could use a quiet morning.

With Smitty.

I'm sorry, sir.
I can't sign your fix-it ticket

until you actually...

well, fix it.

And when I walked out
of the bank, my bike was gone.

Take it as a sign.

If God wanted us to ride bikes,

he wouldn't have made
those seats so uncomfortable.

I feel like you're just trying
to avoid writing a report.

I am.

Miss, if you get in my line,

I can help you in a minute.

And what can I do for you today?

My son was mugged for his
skateboard on the way to school.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

- Uh, let's get you started here.
- Thank you.

Hey, hey.
I gotta talk to somebody.

Okay. Well, these people
have been waiting a long time.

If you'll just get into the line...

But it's important!

And their case is important, too.

I-I understand, if you'll

just step into the line, sir.

Thank you.

I apologize for that.

Alright, um, can you tell me
what happened?

Seriously, I have
a much greater respect

for what you have to go through now.

The makeup that I have to wear
for my reality show...

It's killing my skin.

Oh, right.

"You're not here."

Okay, so this is my shop.

Me.

Alone.

Guess that means I get to choose
what to eat for lunch.

And what to play on the radio.

I'm thinking bluegrass all day.

Then it'll be your last day.

Expired tag.

I'll run the plate.

It says it belongs to a Natasha Marsh.

North Hollywood address.

Okay.

Let's go say hi.

Morning, ma'am.

Do you know why I pulled you over?

No, I don't.

Uh, your tags are expired.

Can you, uh, grab your license
and registration

and step out of the vehicle, please?

I need to get out of my car,

- for expired tags?
- Oh, no, don't worry.

You're not in any trouble,
it's just that there's a lot of

traffic on this street
and I'm riding solo today,

so it's not only for my safety,
but for yours, as well.

- It will only take a minute.
- Okay.

Here you go.
Right this way.

Alright, let's see here.

Now, ma'am, were you aware

that you were driving around
with expired tags?

My husband usually takes care of that.

Okay, well, look, I'm gonna
give you a warning this time,

but just know,
the next cop that pulls you over

they might not be as forgiving, okay?

I understand.

- Thank you, Officer.
- Alright.

That was intense.

Would have been a lot faster,

if I hadn't had to help
most of the people.

Well, I'm in the quality,
not quantity business.

Well, you're failing spectacularly.

Sir, I can help you now.

Sir? Excuse me?

Sir?

He okay?

No.

He's dead.

Control, this is Officer Nolan
in the Main Lobby.

We have a person down.

Male in his 40s,
not conscious, not breathing,

and cool to the touch.

Repeat,
we have a D.B. in the Main Lobby.

You've been quiet.

What?

Do you think that I'd be a good lawyer?

No.

And that's a compliment.

Wesley's a lawyer.
We like Wesley.

Eh, we accept Wesley
because we fear Lopez.

It's just...

A progressive D.A.

can change a hell of
a lot more than we can.

We're not here to change things.

We're here to catch criminals.

Look, if you want to change

the way society works,
become a billionaire,

and eradicate poverty in Los Angeles.

What the hell's that guy doing?

Shots fired at Spring and First.
We need additional units.

Start RA and airship.

Suspect seen driving a gray Camaro

last seen going east on Spring.

I don't have a pulse.

Put your hands right here
to stop the bleeding.

Airship 3 en route.
ETA to scene, 2 minutes.

There it is.

Control 7-Adam-19,

show me in pursuit of suspect's vehicle

headed east on Spring.

He's going for the freeway.

- Cut him off before he gets there.
- Yeah, I got it.

- Don't lose him.
- Yeah, I won't.

- Right. Get to the right.
- No, that's the sidewalk.

So what?!

7-Adam-19, I've lost sight
of the suspect's vehicle.

Last seen headed to the 110 Freeway.

Do you see him, Airship 3?

Negative.

We got a problem here.

Did I do something wrong back there?

I told you to cut right,
and you didn't.

As a civilian,

you are not allowed to
drive on the sidewalk.

As a cop, you do it to catch a killer.

Benches and-and parking
meters are replaceable.

Right. Sorry.

Anything come back
on the shooter's plates?

Yeah, stolen this morning.

And I'm sure we'll find the car
dumped within the hour.

What have we got?

Drive-by.

The victim passed away
before the paramedics came.

Did you get a look at the shooter?

Not a good one.

Then we start with her.

Was this just road rage,

or did someone target her for a reason?

So, the guy in the hoodie

sits next to our victim,

injects him with something,
and then walks away.

M.E. is rushing toxicology,

but given how fast the victim reacted,

it's got to be a poison of some kind.

A killer willing to commit murder

right in front of our eyes

is either really brave
or really desperate.

- And neither of them is good.
- No.

Hey. Sorry I'm late.

Had to get TID squared
away on that 187.

Just heard they were delayed

because they had to come here first?

People are committing murder
right under our noses now.

Under mynose.

I'm sorry your first stint
as Watch Commander

- is under these circumstances.
- No worries.

I'll hold down
the fort until you're back.

Alright.

Officer Hong is managing
the front desk now.

- What do you want me to do?
- Stay on the poisoning victim,

coordinate with the detectives.

- Yes, sir.
- Yeah.

Look, I've learned my lesson, okay?

Trash cans, benches,
bus kiosks, it's all property.

I'm not gonna hesitate next time.

Not bus kiosks.
Those things are shop killers.

Alright, so, the guy
that had the camera...

his S.U.V. was
registered to a business,

Mad Profitz, Inc.

Are you sure he was filming us?

I mean, this is L.A.,
the Land of Paparazzi.

Maybe Doja Cat was getting
a boba tea or something.

No, I know for a fact
that he was there for us.

- How?
- 'Cause he's tailing us right now...

Him and a driver.

What?

Oh, well, let me flip around.
I'll pull their ass over.

No, no.
Don't let on that you know.

I got a better way
of flushing them out.

Speed up here
and make a right on the corner.

Hey.

LAPD.
What are you doing?

Detective Harper.
It is so good to see you again.

Wait. You-You're that TV producer.

Morris.

Hey, man. You look good.

- D-Did you know about this?
- No.

So, what's up, man?
Y'all been filming us?

Well, look, I mean,
you wouldn't give us access

to the station, and we needed B-roll,

- so your mom said, "Get it done."
- Unh-unh. No, no.

This ends now.

W-What you all are doing is...

It's perfectly legal, and you know it.

Look, as a producer on the show,

you should really appreciate

the production value this gives us.

I mean, quick question.

Is it at all possible we could reshoot

this whole car-chase thing?

I'd really love to get
a few more angles.

- Let's go, Boot.
- Yeah.

Hey, man, thanks for jammin' me up.

You might be filming
my last day on the job.

So good for you.

There was a murder at the front desk?

Not just a murder.
A poisoning.

In a police station?
Who does that?

Uh, the villain in a Bond movie?

- Any motive yet?
- According to the family,

the victim was paranoid
someone was following him

because he was about to testify
before a grand jury.

- In what case?
- I'm trying to find that out.

I heard you caught a homicide.

Yeah.
It's been a busy morning.

Hey, guys, I ordered
way too many egg rolls,

so, help yourself.

Okay, thanks.

Lucy, your drive-by wasn't road rage.

It was a hit.

The victim was on her way to testify

before Matteo Rubio's grand jury.

We've got a problem.

Your drive-by shooting
and my front-desk poisoning

were both scheduled to testify
before the grand jury today.

- In what case?
- The RICO case against Matteo Rubio.

Grey's a witness in that case.
He's on his way to testify now.

Straight to voicemail.

Forget my head if it wasn't attached.

That's what my dad used to always say.

- Now you're making me feel old.
- Oh, boy.

I'm a police officer.

You're carrying a concealed
weapon into a courthouse.

You're right.
I was.

But now I don't have to,

'cause you're right here.

Come on. Come on.

Stand clear.

Clear.

I need you
to focus on me, Sergeant.

Can you do that?

- What? Yes. Yes.
- Clear.

Are you having any trouble breathing?

No.

Pupils fixed and dilated.
I'm calling it.

Time of death... 16:42.

Did you hit your head at any point?

- What?
- Did you hit your head?

No. No.
Um, um...

I-I, I don't think so.

- What do we got?
- Knife wound to the face...

gonna need stitches.
GSW to the left shoulder...

looks like a through-and-through.

- Vitals are good.
- Alright.

Alright, let's get him up to the O.R.

Surgeon needs to get in there,

make sure there's no internal damage,

clean everything up, okay?

Okay.

Hey, Doc, how is he?

He's lucky.

Hey.

They're gonna fix you up, okay?

Yeah, yeah.
Um...

Um, you...

You need to alert Captain Maddux.

Yeah, already did.

Everything's squared away.

You just focus
on getting better, alright?

- Tim?
- Yeah?

Who was she?

A hitter,
for Matteo Rubio.

And we think she's the shooter
from our drive-by.

She was so fast.

Here he is.

How is he?

They just took him into surgery.

Uh, he's in shock.

Wound seems superficial,

but they won't know for
sure until they open him up.

- And the shooter?
- She didn't make it.

Okay,
so, is the threat over?

I don't think so.

The killer at the front desk
was definitely a man.

I don't understand.
Grand juries are secret.

How did Rubio get his hands
on a witness list?

I'm gonna circle back
to A.D.A. Del Monte.

We need to find out who else was
set to testify against Rubio.

Okay, good.
Take Lucy with you.

Hey, I'll stay here, text you
when he's out of surgery.

Thanks.

Alright, listen up.
Everybody, listen up.

I want 'round-the-clock security.

These people were bold enough
to go after a cop.

They're not just gonna stand down now.

- Got it?
- Okay, copy.

Because this is
an officer-involved shooting,

I'm gonna need to stay here
as Grey's union delegate.

Okay. Do you know
what you have to do? Yes, sir.

Uh, procedurally at least.

I-I don't know
what I'm gonna say to him.

He was with you after your shooting.

Yeah. He's the reason
I made it through.

Yeah.
So do what he did.

He's always been there for us.

Now it's time to return the favor.

And update me the moment
he gets out of surgery.

Yes, sir.
What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna try and I.D.
our deceased shooter,

see if I can find out
who she was partnered with.

What Tim said...

You've killed someone
in the line of duty?

Yeah.
A month into my rookie year.

I didn't know that.

I don't talk about it much.

I get it.
Um...

We work jobs that bring us

face-to-face with death every day.

But it's different
when it's because of you.

Army Reserve.

I did a tour, right when I signed up.

Every time I think
I got a handle on you...

Listen, do you want me
to stay with you?

- I can call in a sub.
- No. You go back to work.

I got Wesley to keep me company.

Okay.

- Love you.
- Alright. Love you.

Okay.
Yeah, thanks.

That was Tim.

Grey's in surgery, but the wound
is not life-threatening.

Thank God.

This feels petty to ask,

but I'm not passing
Plain Clothes Day, am I?

It hasn't been a good start.

But I could still finish strong, right?

I'd focus on getting
to the end of shift,

with no more drama.

Uh-oh.

Rolled right through a stop sign.

Afternoon, sir.
You know why I pulled you over?

- Mr. Hayes.
- I heard you were a cop.

I thought it was a joke.

No, um...

I think about you every day,

what I'd say to you, what I'd...

- Do to you.
- Okay, sir, stop.

What?
You'll arrest me?

Go, get closer, get closer.

- Sir, stop.
- I can say whatever I want.

Hey, hey, what are you doing?
What are you doing?

Look at you.
You're... You're a disgrace.

That's Patrick Hayes' dad.

The kid Aaron was accused of killing?

Alright, stay back.

Are you kidding?
This is gold.

I would never hurt Patrick, okay?

He was my best friend.

Excuse me, sir.

I am Detective Harper.

This is Aaron.
He is my trainee.

Do you know who he is?
He murdered my son.

- I know about the allegations.
- Allegations?!

Yeah, you might have fooled the police,

but I know what you are.

I see through you.

Who are you with? TMZ?

Yeah, you never get tired of feeding
on my grief,

- do you, you vultures?!
- Morris, what are you doing, man?

- Get him out of here.
- Alright, out of here.

You know them?

You set this up!

No. Mr. Hayes, listen.
I-I swear, okay?

My mom's doing a show,

but I don't
have anything to do with this, okay?

Y-You're making money off of this?!

You're making a show?!

This is a live arrest.

Mr. Hayes, I'm sorry, okay?

I didn't mean
for any of this to happen.

I'm sorry.

All the other witnesses

have
been taken into protective custody.

We need to put undercover
officers on their home addresses.

Odds are good the assassin
will target another witness,

and we need to be set up to catch them.

I can't do that.
You know that.

You know the grand juries are secret.

That's why the D.A.'s office
handles all witness security.

You're doing a bang-up job so far.

Look...

I'm gonna chalk that
one up to misplaced anger

over what happened to Wade.

The best way to keep our witnesses safe

is for them to catch Rubio's hit men.

If the list helps them do that,
why not share it?

Because it doesn't work that way.

Look, I'm sorry.
I am, okay?

But the case against Rubio
is far from guaranteed.

I have to protect it.

Now, if you can bring me
some sort of definitive proof

that he's behind these attacks, well...

That's a different story.

Then that's what I'll do.

Fine.

It's not right.

He's not dangerous.

If it was any other cop,

he would have never thrown a punch.

I created that situation.

We should let him go.

It's your arrest, your call.

Can you get me
Dexter Hayes' belongings?

What are you doing?

I'll handle it from here.

It's Plain Clothes Day.

I mean, you're not supposed to help me.

Plain Clothes Day is over.

Look, nothing good will come from you

talking to Patrick's dad again.

Okay.

Go do your paperwork somewhere else.

I'll find you after.

What's going on?

The murderer couldn't bother to
stick around to see me go to jail?

Uh, no, he actually asked
that I release you.

And I will recommend
that the D.A. not charge.

It's the best we can do.

He shouldn't even be a cop.

Aaron's a liar,

a sick human being.

I took him into my home.

Every time his parents went
on some month-long vacation,

wh-where do you think he lived?

He was like another son to me.

He...

That was all a lie.

And he killed my boy.

Look, uh,

there is nothing that I can say

that is gonna make
you change your mind.

Best thing I can do is to

offer my sincere condolences.

Lucy.

Can I grab you for a second?

- Uh...
- Make it quick.

Right here.

What's going on?

What is this?

The list of witnesses
in the Rubio grand jury.

Wow. I-I...

But you can't tell anyone
you got it from me.

I'm serious.

Del Monte would fire me on the spot.

Maybe even prosecute me,

for leaking confidential information.

Stop. You can't do this.
I won't let you.

But you need this to catch the guy.

People are dead.
And if this...

We can't catch a criminal
by becoming criminals.

I...

We'll find another way.

Okay.

They just I.D.'d Grey's shooter.

Sir.

Hey. Hey.
Come in.

How you feeling?

Like I got shot.

Talk to Luna yet?

She's in Montreal.

And I figured this is a conversation

you want to have in
person when she gets back.

You know, uh...

A wise man once told me,

"This is not something you want

your family to hear on the news."

You're right.
I'll call her.

And she will tear my head off

once she knows I'm okay.

When I became Watch Commander,

I promised she and Dominique

wouldn't have to worry
about me anymore.

It was out of your control.
She'll understand.

She'll want to

install cameras in your
office to keep an eye on you,

but she'll understand.

Yeah.

Hey, let me take care of that.

Um, yeah, it's official,
everything hurts.

Do, do you need anything?

No, no, no.

I don't...

How do you do it?

I mean, we're the same age.

Ish.

So how do you go out
patrolling the streets, and...

Chasing suspects,

getting into shootouts day in, day out?

Tylenol and Icy Hot.

Huh.

It wasn't like this before.

The last time I got shot,

I pulled out my own I.V.s,

and checked myself out.

Now I, I can't even
imagine it.

Ohw, maybe that's the...

Maybe that's the difference.

I was never that guy.

I don't know what it's like to be a cop

and not go home aching
at the end of every shift.

So what you're saying is,

I need to accept the fact that I'm old.

Mm.

I used to think about it
all the time coming up...

How I'd react, to taking a life.

Then year,

by year went by, and, uh...

I guess I thought...

I made it.

I'd never have to go through this.

You didn't have a choice.

She was going to kill you.

And any of us,

would have done the same.

Right.

That doesn't help now, but...

It, it will later.

What will help now?

Nothing.

This part's just hard.

Any movement?

No.

Alright, thanks for coming out.

Our target is six houses up
on the right.

851 West Waverley.

It's a ShareBNB rented by our
deceased suspect, Jane Becker.

Now, Becker had a partner...
unknown male.

It's possible he's in the house
we're hitting.

- Cut the power.
- LAPD!

We have a search warrant!

Open the door now!

Alright, house is clear.

Advise DWP to restore the power.

Do you smell smoke?

Yeah.

It's a little hot outside
to be having a fire.

Looks like we just missed him.

And he burned up some evidence
before he left.

Yeah.

Not much to work with.

Mm.

Kellen Myers.

What's going on here?

It's...
It's almost midnight.

Y-You know I'm an officer
of the court, right?

You're a paralegal,
and you're in serious trouble.

I'm calling a lawyer.

Great.
You can show her these.

Your bank statements,

for the last six months.

You received four payments
of $2,500 each

from Cayman Cities Holding Corporation.

That's Matteo Rubio's
dummy corporation.

You sold him the list,

of the grand jury's witnesses.

Rubio? I-I don't even know
who that is.

I don't have time to play games!

Two people are dead,

a cop's in the hospital,

and you're an accessory,

to all of it!

I didn't know.

I-I thought they were just
gonna scare people.

I-I-I had no idea
anyone was gonna get killed.

Listen to me.

You have one chance to make this right.

I need you to tell me,

who they are,

where they are,

and what exactly did you tell them.

They wanted a list of the names
of the witnesses.

And the prosecutor.

Any luck getting through
to the D.A.'s office?

No,
phone lines appear to be down.

That can't be a coincidence.
I'm calling Chris.

The D.A. hasn't even considered

postponing tomorrow's testimony?

Two people are dead,

and one of the killers
is still out there.

Yeah, all the more reason
to keep the grand jury convened.

Get Rubio behind bars
as soon as possible.

You think the case still has
legs with two dead witnesses?

Well, it's a setback,

but, we did our homework.

You know, we have our evidence.

Most importantly,

the rest of the witnesses
are in protective custody, so...

- He's not answering.
- Try again.

Hey, it bothers you
that I didn't share intel

with the LAPD, doesn't it?

No.

I mean, yeah.

We're on the same side, right?

Mostly.

But LAPD leaks like a sieve,

so we gotta play everything
close to the vest.

That's my phone.

Lucy.

Chris, um, where are you?

At the office.
Why?

- Is Del Monte with you?
- Yeah.

Okay, listen.
Someone is coming to kill him.

- What?
- You have to get him out of there.

Chris?

The lights just went out.

They just cut the power.
How far away are we?

Three minutes.

Chris, you need to hide.

I got to warn Del Monte.

No, Chris.

Hey, Chris, where are you?

I can't find my phone.

Sean, get down!

Are you hit?

- No. You?
- No.

- We got to move.
- Out the back. Let's go. Go.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Police!
Drop the weapon!

- Chris?
- Lucy?

It's safe to come out.

Is Del Monte with you?

Yeah, I'm here.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.
- No.

I could really use a drink.

I know today was rough,
but if it helps,

it was not the worst Plain
Clothes Day story I've ever heard.

- It's not?
- No.

But it was the most unique.

And because I pulled the plug,

you're gonna have to do it
all again next week.

Great.

Hopefully I won't
make as many mistakes.

- Yeah, that would be good.
- Yeah.

No.

Unh-unh.

Point another camera in my face,

and I will arrest you
for invasion of privacy.

Just wanted to say bravo
for today, guys.

The footage we got was money.

Harper, the camera loves you.

How would you feel about having
your very own

- makeup team?
- Morris,

can I talk to you?

Have a good night.

I will see you tomorrow.

But I better not see you.

- Aaron...
- No, man.

You need to shut up and listen, okay?

That film that you shot of me
and Mr. Hayes today...

It never sees the light of day.

Well, Aaron, it's too good not to use.

I don't care.

His pain is not a commodity,
and neither is mine.

Then why did you decide to do the show?

Because I need to get my life back,
but this...

this won't do that, okay?

So you're gonna destroy
those memory cards

or you and me,
we're gonna have a real problem.

You threatening to hurt me?

No.

To fire you.

Those cards belong to Thorsen Media,

and last time I checked,

I'm the only person in this
conversation with that name.

How are you doing?

Oh, I'm fine, Lucy.

Um, we should check your vitals.

No, you don't have to...

That's actually very nice.

Pulse is good, steady.

Well, that's me...

Good and steady.

Your heart rate's a little fast.

It's still strong and manly, right?

Oh, yeah. 100%.

Um...

why did you try to give me
the witness list?

Were you doing it

because you thought it
was the right thing to do, or...

Were you trying to impress me?

I, um...

Plead the fifth.

- Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

Hitter flipped on Rubio.

Lopez picked him up 20 minutes ago.

Another mob boss on his way
to life in prison.

Good.

But there's gonna be
some follow-up you need to do.

I know, talked it through
with the Captain.

I know all about the Sergeants'
staff meeting on Mondays,

the Captains' meetings on Fridays.

They provide lunch
from Molly's Steakhouse.

Never order the fish.

See? I got it.

And you'll be, you'll be back
before you know it.

It's not I don't think you can do it.

- It's just...
- You just have trouble letting go.

I know.
But this is good.

You know, it's like a trial run
for retirement.

You're colluding with Luna now?

That has been going on for a long time.

Oh, my goodness.

Dinner is served.

That's my cue.

Thanks, man. See ya, take care.
Yep.

Grilled chicken, rice, and veggies.

I ordered a burger.

You're colluding with Luna now, too?

No! No.

Does that mean you don't want it?

- Maybe later.
- Alright.

I'll just set it right here for you.

- Thank you.
- Alright. Good night.

Nolan.

A few months ago,
you were determined to be an F.T.O.

Lately, you hardly mention it.

- Change your mind?
- Oh, no.

No, not at all, um.

I've been working hard behind
the scenes,

getting myself ready.

Tim's been giving me lots
of great advice.

I've been hoping my work as

the union rep would help me out.

It will.

So will focusing on one area.

Robbery, narcotics, hostage
negotiation, whatever you want.

Become the department's
foremost expert at it.

Specialized knowledge,

jumps you to the front of the line.

Yes, sir.

Good advice.

I will let you get some sleep,

- unless there's anything else you need?
- No, I'm good.

Thank you.

Um...

You're gonna want to replay
that fight over and over again,

looking for a way
it could have ended differently.

There will be plenty of time for that.

Tonight, just sleep.

I'll try.

- Busted!
- Oh!

What are you doing up?

Waiting for you.

How's Wade?

He hurts, but, he'll be okay.

And you?

I'll be okay, too.

Just...

Reopened some wounds
I thought had healed.

Do you want to talk about it?

No.

Okay.
Then come to bed.

Honestly, I-I don't think
I could even sleep right now.

- Oh.
- Do you want to finish the portrait?

God, no.

I don't even want
to look at it anymore.

Why not?

Because it's awful.

Oh.

I refuse to believe that.

You are
the most talented person I know.

It's actually annoying.

Well, my winning streak
has officially ended.

Oh, thank God.

What?

It's terrible.

I barely look human.

You could at least pretend.

No, I couldn't.

But this is great.
This is great.

Oh, this is so great.

- What are you doing?
- I'm gonna hang this up.

I-It's.
It's proof,

that there's actually one
thing in the world,

- you can't do, come.
- Oh, God.

God, he's got one eye looking at me

and one eye looking for me.

Let's call him John-John.

It's gonna watch us sleep.

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