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[traffic honking]

[dog barking]

I'm just saying,

I never would've thought to cast that spell.

Well, what can I say? I'm a natural-born warlock.

And look, if you tell anybody I said that,

I'm gonna put a hex on your wisdom save, okay?

Man, is it even worth trying to get some sleep

before our shift?

No, look, trust a professional party kid

like me, it's better to just tough it out

than try to get a lame hour and a half.

[cat screeching] - Whoa. What was that?

What was what?

[silence]

Look, I love wandering around in dark alleys

at 4:00 in the morning like anyone else,

but if you go looking for trouble, you find it.

Okay?

[screeching] [person screams]

I heard that. - Should we call it in?

And, what, get laughed at when we find out

it's just a cat in heat?

No thank you.

[sighs deeply]

Mm.

[barking]

[barking]

[breathes deeply]

[screech]

[clang]

You go right over here.

[tense music]

♪

Psst.

Hey.

[grunts]

Aaron?

Aaron!

Yeah.

Whoa!

Guys, put your gun down. We are police officers.

You do not wanna do this.

Celina, look out!

[blow lands]

[high-pitched ringing]

[footsteps]

Remember this:

Covered face, shroud of shame.

No escape when you're to blame.

Cry me a river, back to the start.

Dog deliver a live part.

[dialing phone]

Officer down. Officer down.

Officer... [breathing heavily]

Aaron.

[dramatic music]

Aaron.

Aaron. Aaron.

You should be asleep.

Well, I don't sleep so well when you work the late shift.

Right back at ya.

But I did need to turn the corner

on Simone's garage conversion, so it's for the best.

[radio clicks] - Engine-53,

I have a priority dispatch to a GSW.

Male victim, not conscious, not breathing.

Off-duty officer involved.

I'll show you en route. - John, I gotta go.

A cop's been shot.

Do you know who? What division?

No. But I'll call when I can.

[siren wailing] [engine turns over]

[intense music]

♪

[phone buzzing]

[groans]

[sighs]

Hello?

[sirens wailing]

What happened?

[tires screech]

♪

Over here!

Celina! What happened?

They shot him.

I couldn't stop it.

It's not your fault, it's not your fault.

GSW to the left shoulder.

I can't find an exit wound.

Tell St. Stephens we have a level one GSW.

Large amount of blood loss on the scene.

Prep a massive transfusion protocol.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Don't move. Don't move.

Don't move.

Did you lose consciousness? - No, I don't think so.

Wait. Maybe I did.

Any numbness? Tingling?

No, I'm fine. Just a little dizzy.

Help him. - We will, but I need you

to stay still.

[sirens wailing]

Set a perimeter to two blocks out.

I'm setting a command post at Wilton and Third.

I need six additional units for canvassing.

Notify crime scene and the lieutenant.

Sir, we got ambushed.

Three men in these crazy masks.

I don't know where they went, or...

or how long ago, but we need to secure the scene,

look for the shell casing...

it must've ejected near the north wall.

Celina, we're on it.

Harper's gonna meet you at the hospital

to take a statement, all right?

Hey, how bad?

It's bad.

[sirens blaring]

Hey, I heard it was Thorsen.

GSW to the back.

Celina says they were ambushed.

Three men with masks.

I'll coordinate with the canvassing officers.

Run everyone in a 5-mile radius

who's on parole, probation, for assaulting a cop.

Yes, sir.

[elevator dings]

- I can walk by myself. - I know.

- Did you set the ADT alarm? - Yes.

Uh, hi, my wife's water just broke.

Doctor Schneider told us to come in.

Gunshot to the posterior left shoulder.

He has a pulse, but he's critically hypertensive.

[dramatic music]

Blood pressure 80/54.

We gave him two large bore IVs.

- GCS? - Seven.

Oh, no.

♪

One, two, three.

I need trauma labs.

Hang a unit of blood. O neg.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

♪

Patient's not protecting his airway.

Prepare to intubate. I want a 7.5 tube, 23 to the T.

Start 20 Etomidate, 80 of roc.

♪

Positive breath sounds, both sides.

♪

Pulse is weak and thready.

I need to see what we're dealing with.

The ultrasound unit is ready.

[monitor beeping]

[elevator dings]

Hey, I'm looking for... thank you.

Hey, what happened?

They rushed Aaron to the ER.

- What about Celina? - I don't know.

I didn't know she was hurt. My water broke.

Let me up! I got work to do!

- Hey, hey. - Let me up!

Okay, I'm fine. - Hey, hey, relax, relax.

Hey, it's me, okay. Relax. They're just gonna

check you out and make sure you're not hurt, okay?

He told me something, the guys in the masks

they said I...I needed to remember.

All right, he's gonna check you out

and make sure you're all right. - No, no, no!

I need to tell you now. What if I forget?

All right, all right. Stop, stop, stop!

Just give a second, just give a second.

All right, this is officer John Nolan,

badge number 25253,

taking a statement from Officer Juarez

on the assault on her and Officer Thorsen.

Go.

Remember this:

Covered face. - Covered face.

Shroud of shame. - Shroud of shame.

No escape when you're to blame.

No escape when you're to blame.

♪

Celina, look out! [gunshot]

Cry me a river.

C-cry me a river. Back to the start.

Dog deliver a live part.

Dog deliver a live part.

Dog deliver a what?

A live part. I don't know what it means.

That's what he said, I swear. - Okay, no. It's okay.

You got...you did great. I got it.

I'm sorry, but we need to treat her.

She could have a fractured skull, brain bleed.

Put a rush on that CAT scan.

[somber music]

♪

[sound muffled] - How is he?

[sound clears] John.

Uh, I don't...I don't know. It...it looks bad.

Why isn't he in surgery yet?

They have to do a FAST exam first.

[stammers] Do we know if they were targeted?

I don't know if we know anything yet,

but she had me record a riddle

that they told her during the assault.

- A riddle? - I know. It sounds crazy,

and with her head injury, I'm not even sure she got it right,

but she was adamant.

- [groans] - We have to get you upstairs.

It's fine, it's just early labor.

Angela.

[breathes shakily] Okay.

Excuse me.

But...but send me the riddle.

If this baby's anything like Jack,

it'll be a while before she makes an appearance.

Wesley and I can fill the time before she comes.

- All right. Good luck. - Thanks.

[pained groan]

both: Hey.

[sighs] Vance is the best trauma surgeon around.

Aaron's in good hands. - Okay.

So, what...what do we do next?

Well, Celina's your rookie.

No one will hold it against you if you stay by her side.

Trust me, I will never hear the end of this

if I don't get straight to figuring out who did it.

She said they were wearing masks.

- What kind? - The terrifying kind.

I'll get a sketch artist to come in and sit with her,

soon as the doctors are done.

[intense music]

♪

Right upper quadrant, clear.

Pericardial sac, clear.

Pelvic area, clear.

Left upper quadrant...

I'm seeing free fluid.

Most likely the spleen.

[monitor beeping] - BP is plummeting!

I can start more blood. - No time.

We gotta get him to the OR.

[beeping continues]

♪

Prepare for exploratory laparotomy

and probable splenectomy.

Stay on top of the blood.

Estimated blood loss, at least 500.

Start Levophed.

[intense music]

♪

All right, listen up. All time off has been canceled.

All OT approved.

Catching these suspects is the department's top priority.

All right, this is what we know so far:

at approximately 4:00 a.m.,

Officers Thorsen and Juarez were attacked.

Officer Thorsen was shot and is currently in surgery.

A blood drive has been set up at the hospital.

If you can donate, please do at the end of shift.

Officer Juarez sustained a concussion,

but has been providing Nolan and I

with the details of the assault,

including sketches of the masks the assailants wore.

Those are not store-bought Halloween masks.

No, they are not.

So, our first job is to try and identify the manufacturer

and then hopefully track them back to our assailants.

- I'd like to help with that. - Sold.

We are currently pulling cell tower records

for that area.

There shouldn't be a lot of activity

at that hour in the morning.

Intel is also combing through social media

to see if anyone has posted video

of the attack or the aftermath.

Yeah, and I've also compiled a list of everybody

that's done time for assaulting a police officer,

but so far, nobody's jumping out.

Most of those guys were drunk and sucker punched a cop.

It's something else.

A lot of this still doesn't make sense.

So we need a list

of top-priority questions to answer.

I mean, it seems obvious that they were targeted.

Why else the masks and the riddle?

So was this specifically about Aaron and Celina?

Yeah, and why not just kill Aaron?

[officers clamoring] Look, from the description

that Celina gave of the shooting,

they easily could've just shot him in the head.

All I am asking is if there was a reason they did not.

Fair enough. What else?

Thorsen's not just a cop, he's a public figure.

So is it related to his family?

Right. Or were they sent by Elijah?

Even behind bars, he still has power.

You'd think he'd target Angela first, but you're right.

We should look into it. Anything else?

Are they done?

[dramatic music]

♪

- [grunts] - Uh...

I'm not sure you should be doing that.

It's fine. They have computers.

[pained grunt] - Ah, you know what?

How about I take over, okay?

I'll take that. - [exhales]

Oh. Okay.

[breathes deeply]

[knock at door]

Hi. Is this the puzzle palace?

- Mm-hmm. - Luna, how are you?

A little shaken, but I'm not the one

who's about to push out a kid.

Not sure how "about to" I am.

My cervix refuses to dilate.

I was always told the second birth was easier.

They just tell you that so that

you'll go through it again.

Is that the riddle?

It is.

Please tell me you majored in riddles in college.

Not quite, but I do three crossword puzzles a day,

so I am here to offer my brain.

We're happy to have you. Okay.

"Covered face, shroud of shame.

"No escape when you're to blame.

"Cry me a river, back to the start.

Dog deliver a live part."

Well, the first line seems pretty obvious,

given that they were wearing masks.

"Covered face, shroud of shame."

The mask hides someone's shame.

They're guilty, and they know it.

But is that too easy?

What if the covered face is figurative

and it's about the victim, not the attacker?

"No escape when you're to blame."

When you're to blame, not when I'm to blame.

So this person thinks that Aaron and Celina are guilty.

"Cry me a river." Don't make excuses.

"Back to the start."

Where did this all begin?

With an arrest?

If it's someone that Aaron and Celina arrested,

that would make sense.

These attackers are blaming them

for ruining their lives.

I'm sure Grey has someone pulling their unit histories.

Have you heard any updates on Aaron?

Just that he's in surgery.

[monitor beeping] - BP and O2 are falling.

We got a bleeder somewhere.

The lungs are filling with fluid.

Prepare a chest tube.

[intense music]

♪

[machine suctioning]

[beeping stops] Okay.

On to the next problem.

[door opens]

[knocks] Hey! Can we come in?

- Of course. - We wanted you to have

a calming place of recovery, so...

quartz for healing,

obsidian for protection.

Thank you. You didn't have to go through all this trouble.

It's Los Angeles.

We got this in the hospital gift shop.

And if you're up for a challenge,

your favorite meatball sub.

[gasps] I am starving.

I could eat two of those.

I knew it. I bought you two.

Bailey called me crazy.

I stand corrected.

Um, any updates on the case?

Well, we have a long list of people that didn't do it.

Then that's progress, I guess.

Can I, um...

can I ask you something?

Of course. Yeah.

I'm gonna go see if there's any updates on Aaron.

Thanks.

What's on your mind?

I should've called it in.

The second we heard something, I shouldn't have left his side.

Look, if there's something you can learn from this...

a lesson you take...great.

But this doesn't sound like a rational assessment.

This sounds like blaming yourself.

I am. How can I not?

You were ambushed, and you were outnumbered,

and despite a nasty knock to the head,

you managed to call for help and administer first aid

before EMTs could arrive.

Celina, because of you, Aaron has a chance.

So no more blaming yourself. - [sighs]

And if you ask me very nicely,

I could help you with these subs.

Get your own.

Worth a shot.

Great news. Aaron's out of surgery.

I'll go check. I'll let you know.

[sighs]

We ran into a few hiccups,

but the surgery went as well as can be expected.

He's gonna be okay?

Well, I can't promise that.

The next 12 hours are gonna be critical.

Any word on his parents?

They're on a plane flying back from Dubai.

Happy to update them once they arrive.

Thank you, Doctor. [elevator dings]

Hey. We heard the good news about Aaron.

Unfortunately, none of our CIs have heard anything

about a gang targeting cops.

And we're in the same boat with the masks.

They're clearly custom, but we've struck out

with every manufacturer in Southern California.

- What about Elijah? - They've been going over

communication in and out of prison,

and nothing indicates that he's playing at anything.

Anything positive on the riddle front?

Not yet. The front half is deceptively simple,

but he back half is a head-scratcher.

Angela and Wesley are deep into it.

I hate to say it, but this is not gonna break tonight.

Go home, get some sleep.

Night shift will run whatever leads come in.

The rest of us will have clearer heads

in the morning, I hope.

- You're gonna stay with Aaron? - Yeah.

And I'll keep an eye on Celina too.

Thank you.

It's gonna be all right.

It's gotta be.

I can't lose another.

I know.

Why don't we get some dinner in you?

Gonna be a long night.

[Creepoid's "Horse Heaven"]

Yeah.

♪ It's gonna

♪ Kill you all

♪ It's gonna

♪ Kill you all

♪

♪ Coming up on the horizon

- Come here. - Yeah. [sniffles]

♪ The sun is bleeding out

♪

♪ Meet me at the meadow

♪ When the petals

♪ Are falling off

Remember when we entered the Caverns of Depravity

and faced off against Glabrezu?

Baldr-Ray kept calling it the Labradoodle.

Of course that ugly four-armed hellspawn

went straight for the spellcaster.

40-some points of damage.

You were down zero.

Your first death save failed, and the second,

and I thought it was over.

But then, on your third roll,

a natural 20.

And before it even knew what was happening,

you thunderwaved that Labradoodle into lava flow.

That's what we need now, Aaron, okay?

I need you to roll a natural 20

and destroy that Labradoodle.

Well, I...I guess in this analogy,

the Labradoodle is...is death,

but you know what I mean.

Come on, Aaron.

♪

[dog barking]

Okay, so I know we usually watch TV and relax,

but how would you feel about perusing the Internet

for creepy masks?

Ooh, dream date.

I'll get my laptop. - [laughs]

Excellent.

[dark music]

♪

Hey, um...

Join me in the bedroom just for a second.

Why?

Because one of them is right outside the kitchen door,

and I want you to call 911.

- Okay. - You good?

Yep.

[dialing phone]

[line trilling] - I'll set the table.

911. What's your emergency?

Officer in trouble. 2273 Lakeview Drive.

This is connected to the shooting this morning.

Show yourself. Now.

Hands in the air.

♪

Send police and ambulance.

[music intensifies]

Bailey!

[both grunting]

♪

[struggling efforts]

[blow lands] [pained groan]

[grunting]

[yelps]

[groans]

Come on.

[both grunting]

[blow lands] [groaning]

[knife clatters]

[sirens wailing in distance]

[grunting]

[screams]

[groaning]

♪

It's over.

The cavalry's coming. Give it up.

♪

Do it again.

♪

Final warning, dumbass. Give it up!

[sirens wailing]

Hey!

[grunts]

[sirens, tires screeching]

[pounding on door]

Officer Nolan, can you hear me?

We're Code 4. Shooter is down in the kitchen.

[sirens wailing]

Hey. You okay? You hurt?

No, I'm just a little banged up.

- You? - No, same, same.

[dramatic music]

We have to warn everybody.

If they came after us, they could be going after them too.

Whew. Leah's finally asleep.

I swear, that kid is part nocturnal.

I don't think that's a thing.

Then you explain it. Here.

No. I gotta stay sharp.

How can I help?

You can't. I can't even seem to help right now.

These guys just attacked two of our police officers

and then just disappeared without a trace.

They even collected their shell casings on the way out.

[phone ringing]

Hey.

[dramatic music]

We have to go! Now!

What? What? What?

♪

Leah! Grab my gun.

♪

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

No.

Nyla! Gun!

- She's gone. - What? What do you mean?

[intense music]

♪

Where is she? Where is she?

[car engine turns over]

Oh, God. [tires screech]

Call...call 911.

Silver sedan. License plate says L or I, or...

[grunts] I can't see it.

[groans] Get that...

I can't tell what it's...

[baby cries]

[gasps] Here, here!

Hi! Hi!

- Hey, baby. - Hi.

Oh.

Hey, sweetie.

Oh.

[sobbing]

[sirens wailing]

- Who hired you? - I don't know

what you're talking about.

I'm just a tourist here to see the glamour of Hollywood.

- And kill cops. - You're pretty smug

for someone who just got shot and stabbed.

It's not the first time.

No, we know.

We ran your prints.

Hamza Young. Professional mercenary

wanted in connection with three foreign assassinations.

You don't get out of bed for less than 20K a day.

- Who hired you? - If you read my file,

you know I'm not a guy who talks to cops.

So let the medics through.

I need a hospital and a lawyer.

All right, listen. We're in DEFCON 1 territory.

We have to assume all hitters have the same skill level,

which means we need to isolate everyone we care about.

That is gonna take a lot of space...

a whole floor of a hotel.

Aaron's parents just rented one at the Peninsula.

I tried to talk 'em out of it,

but they texted back, "It's only money."

All right. We'll need heavy security in the lobby

and a SWAT team guarding every elevator or stairs.

We should move everyone covertly,

make the homes seem occupied,

see if we can draw them into another attack.

Two teams on each home should be enough.

How many officers is that?

On top of the ones at St. Stephens?

45, 50.

I'm pulling everyone I can.

How are Harper, James, and the baby?

Shaken up. They took Leah to get checked up

at the hospital, which is where you guys are going

to get cleaned up. - Fine, but after that,

I'm getting right back into the game.

It's time we start playing offense.

[pained groan]

Celina must've heard the last line wrong.

Maybe it's "dog deliver a live heart."

Okay, and what would that mean?

- No idea. - [groans]

Okay, uh, bog deliver, fog deliver...

Why are we taking this at face value?

We've already established

that the first few lines are deceptive.

What if the last line isn't what it seems to be, either?

Well, dog backwards is god.

Live part backwards... evil trap.

That's it.

Semordnilap.

[playful music]

Do not have a stroke on me now.

"Palindromes" backwards.

And if the word is backwards, maybe the sentence is, too.

"Trap evil a reviled god."

[sighs] Yeah, that's not better.

Uh, what's this?

Work.

We actually put important things on that board.

Anyway, it's time. We're at 24 hours.

Time to have this baby. - Great.

Uh, one minute.

"Trap evil a reviled god." It's a line from a play.

- Huh. - Okay, I do think giving birth

should be the priority right now.

Totally, I just need to make a quick detour.

Detour? Do I look like a taxi service?

- Yeah. Let's go. - Okay. Come on, honey.

So according to the feds, Hamza flew in two weeks ago

from Poland, then disappeared off the grid.

How's Leah?

She's fine, thank God.

James is taking her to the hotel.

Listen, to piggyback off your question from yesterday

as to why they didn't kill Aaron...

Why didn't they take your daughter?

Why grab her just to leave her behind?

I don't know.

I've been asking myself the same question.

It's almost as if their goal

is to torture you as much as possible.

Nyla. We solved the riddle.

It pointed us to an obscure one-act play,

Look at their costumes.

I airdropped it to you.

Okay, we talked to Harper. Now we really need to go.

Yeah, we got this. Go have that baby.

A play?

[dark music]

We have a suspect.

The masks our attackers are wearing

were for a play back in 1996.

It ran for three weeks before closing.

The theater company sold all of their props and costumes

to Second Life Theater Supply.

Where they sat on a shelf until 15 of them were purchased

last week by Roy Gracco.

Gracco is a two-time felon with a history of violence.

What's his beef with Mid-Wilshire?

We don't know yet, but his first felony conviction

came from an arrest that we made,

but the arresting officers have since transferred.

I still don't understand the point of this riddle.

Why are they pointing us down this path,

and should we follow? - We have no choice.

But we're showing up with overwhelming force

in case there's another ambush.

Everyone stay on your toes. Let's go.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Alpha ready. - Bravo ready.

Three, two, one.

♪

Clear.

Front room clear.

It's freezing in here.

[tense music]

Clear.

Clear.

Drop the gun! Drop it!

On your front side!

I think he's dead.

♪

Control, suspect is down...

not conscious, not breathing, cool to the touch.

He's 10-5-5.

Must've cranked the AC to slow the decomp.

It's Gracco.

But why?

[intense music]

♪

It's a trap.

Abort! Abort! Abort!

- Fall back! - Everyone out!

- Let's go! - Let's go, let's go!

- Get out now! - Go, go, go, go, go.

Control, I need the bomb squad

to the target house for a full sweep.

Send the M.E. and TID out here,

standing by for a priority search

once the house is clear.

I don't understand.

Was Gracco in charge of this crew or not?

M.E. puts Gracco's time of death

before Aaron and Celina were ambushed.

So the riddle lead us to Gracco's house

so we could be blown to kingdom come.

Are we any closer to catching this guy?

'Cause it's starting to feel like

we're not getting anywhere.

All we've done since Aaron has been shot

is follow the clues they wanted us to have.

TID is processing the house.

These guys are pros. We're not gonna find anything.

We should move on. - What? No.

Not yet. Look, if Gracco is a patsy,

then we should be asking why him?

He's a felon with a history in Mid-Wilshire.

Yeah, sure, but there are hundreds of guys like that,

so why Gracco?

Did they pull his name out of a database,

or is there some kind of a connection?

You think it's personal?

I mean, look, if... if I was gonna go

to the extreme of targeting police officers,

why not take out some of my enemies along the way?

Costs us nothing to run with that.

Check Gracco's known associates,

family, coworkers,

anyone he did time with that might hold a grudge.

Run them against people that we arrested.

And say a prayer while you're at it.

[phone rings] We can use a little

divine intervention right now.

It's Wesley.

What's wrong? - Uh, nothing.

Angela had the baby. It's a girl.

- Hey! - Hey!

- Ooh! - [laughs]

That is some much-needed good news.

Sending our love.

- Hi! - Hey!

Did you catch the bad guys yet?

Not yet, but we're on it.

You just focus on you and that little angel.

Hey, um, what about Aaron?

He's still in a coma.

Come on, Aaron.

You can't let that Labradoodle push you

into the Sea of Sorrow.

You have to rally.

Help me find the Staff of Healing.

We have a list.

These seven people have a troubled history

with both Gracco and one of us.

The top four are the most hardcore...

Bill Gyst, Demarcus Hahn, Keegan Ray, and Mariela Cruz...

all of them violent felons we've arrested

in the last three years.

Bradford, I want Metro knocking on their doors.

Even if they're not behind the attacks on us,

they like to fight. - All right.

I'll get Lieutenant Pine moving on setting up the raids.

What about the other three?

Non-violent offenders who did time with Gracco...

Donald Weathers, Luke Moran, and K.D. Howard.

Nolan, Harper, you check out Weathers.

- I'll take Moran. - You're not going by yourself.

I'll go with her. Pine's got every Metro officer

in the city mobilized.

She can spare me. - All right.

I'll have Jan and Rodriguez visit Howard.

But everyone, stay sharp.

If you even think you see something off,

call for backup.

Let's go.

You should be out kicking doors with Metro.

I'm good.

I don't need you protecting me.

I know.

So clearly what you're saying is you need me protecting you.

- Clearly. - [laughs]

You know me so well.

I'm happy it's you at my six.

Back at you.

Police. Open up.

Luke Moran, we need to talk to you.

- What do you wanna do? - I wanna kick it in

and see if he's in there, but we need a warrant for that,

and we're not gonna get it without probable cause.

[clatter]

[clattering continues]

[tense music]

♪

[footsteps approaching]

- Stop right there! - Adam-100, we got a crowd

coming towards us, multiple armed suspects.

We need help right now. - Adam-100 issued a help call

at 52101 Santa Rosa...

- Hey, stop moving! - Drop your weapons!

Drop the weapons!

Go, go, go!

[Jane's Addiction's "Mountain Song"]

♪ Oh

♪

Go. Up, up, up!

I'll hold 'em off.

What? No. We have the higher ground.

We stand a chance, but only together.

♪

[gunfire]

Okay.

We hurt as many as we can retreat up the stairs.

Okay, but they're gonna expect us to push.

Let's go the other way.

- Pull not push...copy that. - Yeah.

♪ Comin' down the mountain

[screams]

♪

♪ One of many children

[all grunting]

♪ Everybody held their own opinion ♪

♪ Everybody held their own opinion ♪

♪ Holdin' it back it hurts so bad ♪

♪ Jumping out of my flesh and I said ♪

♪

[screams]

[siren wailing]

♪

♪ Cash in now, honey

♪ Cash in now

♪ Cash in now, baby

[siren wailing]

♪

Holy...

Go, I'll try and even the odds from here.

♪ Cash in, Miss Smith now

♪ Cash in now, baby

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh

♪

[gunfire continues]

[siren wailing]

I'm out of ammo!

♪

♪ I was comin' down the mountain ♪

♪

♪ I met a child, man, she had pin eyes ♪

♪

[grunting]

♪ We had the same opinion

Ahh!

[grunts]

♪ Jumpin' out of my flesh and I said ♪

[gunshot] - [grunts]

♪ You better cash in

[grunts]

♪

- Whoa, whoa! - Ah, oh, go, go!

♪

[lock clicks]

7-Adam-15, I have Bradford and Chen secured upstairs.

♪

[sirens wailing] - Freeze! Don't move!

[indistinct shouting]

[tense music]

Control, I've got two injured officers

and multiple suspects injured by blunt force trauma and GSWs.

- Don't move! - At least 12 for transport.

This is a mass-casualty event.

♪

All units, I have eyes on Aaron and Celina's attacker.

Black pants, brown jacket, and a mask.

Just ducked in a doorway north end of the alleyway.

♪

Airship-1, inbound from the east.

Airship-2, inbound from the south.

[phone line trilling]

Talk to me.

I screwed up. They're on me.

Hey, you knew it would come to this.

I know.

I just wish we hurt them more

for all they took from me.

Trust me, you hurt them a lot.

I couldn't have done any of it without you.

Oh, please.

I saw a wrong that needed to be righted.

And hopefully, it's given you a bit of dignity.

It has. Thank you.

[footsteps approaching]

I've gotta go.

Lincoln-200, I'm in the basement looking for suspect.

[radio chirps] [radio chatter]

Just us.

[sighs]

You should be on your way to the hospital.

We'll go after.

[intense music]

♪

[gunshots firing]

[breathing frantically]

[panting]

- You're trapped, Luke! - That's close enough!

I must say, the list of possible masterminds...

you were at the bottom.

Doesn't surprise me at all.

I don't get it.

You did 90 days for elder abuse.

How'd you end up here?

Because that 90 days destroyed me!

I was beaten,

forced to humiliate myself to survive.

My mom died while I was in there.

I lost my job, my home.

Everything.

I was just a case to you. But you...

you were my apocalypse.

Well, it's over now.

Drop your gun and step out,

and keep your hands where we can see 'em.

No.

[somber choral music]

I'm not goin' back.

♪

[gunfire]

[beeping]

What's happening?

We have a code blue, room ten.

Code blue, room ten.

Aaron.

It just doesn't add up.

[sirens wailing]

[laughs]

Oh, look at 'em go.

Hot damn, that is money well spent.

I mean, Luke had motivation for days,

but how the hell does a guy like that

afford to hire a dozen mercenaries?

Weaponizing Luke Moran against the LAPD

has driven every cop in the city away from our target.

And by the time they realize the damage we've done,

we'll be long gone.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

Damn it.