All language subtitles for TR 714

- Previously on
"The Rookie"...

- If I were to start
a group of cops

who were dedicated to reform,
would anyone join?

- Absolutely.
- My sister's murder.

You know,
when Blanca was taken,

there were dozens of cops.

- There's something off
about Officer Chambers.

- He took Blanca?

[gun clicks]

- Malvado.

- When you hear
of Jason's whereabouts,

let me know.

- Malvado was
a desperate move for safety.

- ♪ Lather up,
burn in the sun ♪

♪ Go wash the soap ♪

[knocking]
♪ Off of your tongue ♪

♪ Do it right,
or you'll be no one ♪

- You're late, Boot.
- Sorry, sir, I got, uh--

I got caught up
in wondering why

you invited me to
your house for breakfast.

Am I about to get fired over
bacon and eggs or something?

- You're spinning.
Stop spinning.

All right.
There's no jeopardy here.

- OK.
Thank God.

What's for breakfast?
- Nothing.

I don't cook for rookies.

- Look, the LAPD
flag football team needs you,

and I expect you
to answer the call.

- That's kind of you, sir.

- I'm not doing this
out of kindness.

LAPD has gotten their ass
kicked the last five years

by that fire department.

Now that I'm team captain,
I'm flipping the script,

and to do that,
I need a ringer.

- I appreciate the offer, sir,

but you know
I don't play anymore.

Football and I had
a messy breakup,

and it's just less painful
if I let it go completely.

- You understand saying no
to me is a bad idea, right?

- I thought you said
there was no jeopardy here.

- I lied.

[doorbell chimes]

We're not through here.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

Can I help you?

- Good morning,
Sergeant Bradford.

I bet you're wondering
how I found you.

Police addresses are sealed,
after all.

However, nothing's sealed
when you have access

to the dark corners
of the Internet.

That's a--
[door thuds]

- What's going on?
- I don't know yet.

[keypad beeps]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- And that's when I found it,
a hidden service

on the dark web,
a hitman for hire site,

a hidden service that puts
those with the desires

in touch with those
who could do the deed,

and so I come to you
with a proposition.

- Give me the earpiece.

- It's a recording.
I'm being paid to--

- I figured.
Give it to me.

Get up against the wall.

Cuff him, Boot.

- And am currently sending
the secret link

to the dark web site
to your phone.

Act quickly...
[phone chimes]

Hours.

Consider this my one
selfless act in life.

Do not try to find me,

or I will use
my infinite powers

to destroy you.
Peace out.

- Considering your mortality?

- Getting older means waking up
every morning wondering,

"Why does that hurt?"

- Well, in your case,
the answer is being a cop.

Get your ass up.
- Yes, boss.

- And unfortunately for you,

your pain is only
just beginning

because flag football season
starts tomorrow,

and LAPD is going down, baby.

LAFD.
Fight, fight, fight.

- I'm sorry.

Did you get me out of bed
just so you could talk trash?

- Yes, this is the rivalry
of the season,

and LA Fire
is gonna smoke your ass.

- Yeah, sorry, I don't engage
with juvenile taunts.

- What are you, chicken?

Can't handle the heat,
Officer Scaredy Cat?

- No, I just find
trash talk juvenile,

and I'm an adult.

- Where are my cleats
and my mouth guard?

- Oh, I threw them out because
adults don't talk trash.

They sabotage.

LAPD forever!

- Amazon Prime.

Gloves, belts, cleats.
Add to cart.

Oh, those boots
are kind of cute.

Two for one sheet masks?

Same day delivery?
Yes, please.

And purchased.

Flag football is saved.

- But all was truly lost

when they found her torso
in the fridge.

OK, that's it for today,
true crime fans.

- [muffled]
I got some pastries

because it's our day off

and we should enjoy it.
- Sorry, what?

- Pastries.
- Oh, sweet.

I'm just gonna finish
this podcast.

- Yeah.

- Next week, I'll be releasing
a premium edition podcast,

the shocking true story
of officer Joel Chambers

and his brutal murder
of three little girls,

a crime so horrible,
it inspired the sister

of one victim, Celina Juarez,
to become a cop herself.

- What?

- Look, I totally
support your anger.

I just don't want you
to lose control.

- OK, do I look like
I've lost control?

[knocking]
- I mean, a little.

[loud knocking]
- Shh.

We are recording.

- Please,
I need Heather's help.

- OK, Heather already told you
that your case isn't with the--

- Hi.
Police.

I need to talk
to Heather right now.

- Excuse me.
- Sorry.

- What--
Heather is in the middle

of an interview right now,

but if you want
to just take a seat,

and just wait, and I can
get you a glass of water.

- I did my best to give

my girls everything
they needed.

Blanca was
a happy little girl.

- And what about the reports
that you were struggling

with drug addiction at the time
of her disappearance?

- Mami...
[speaks Spanish]

- I'm so sorry, Heather.
She's a cop.

- That's OK.
Celina, right?

I'm Heather Marie.
- Yeah, I know who you are.

- I've actually been trying
to find a way to reach you.

I'd love to
interview you sometime

about your memories of the day
your sister disappeared.

You have such
a fascinating story.

- It's not a story.
It's my life.

And my sister's murder
is not entertainment.

- Celina,
she's still recording.

- Vámonos.

- All I want is to do
Blanca's story justice.

- Oh, by painting my mother
as a neglectful drug addict?

- Mija, por favor,
I don't want to fight.

- That is information
that's already out there.

I am trying to give your mother
a chance to defend herself.

- The only thing
she needs defending from

are people like you,
vultures making money

off of other people's pain.
Shame on you.

- Mami, why would you agree
to talk to that woman?

- She said she wanted to tell
the victim's side of the story.

I just wanted people to know
who Blanca really was.

- Oh, she doesn't give a crap
about Blanca.

She just cares about boosting
her subscriber count.

- You're police?

- Do you need help?
- Yes.

My sister's been missing
for three weeks,

and no one will help me.
- OK.

Did you file
a missing person's report?

- The officer said
that Aria is an adult

and there was no evidence
of a crime,

and Heather doesn't think

that her disappearance
is sexy enough.

Please, please,
can you help me?

My sister's pregnant, and
her due date was last week.

- Of course, they'll help you.

Ayudarla.

- I don't understand.
Where is everyone?

- Look,
saying you're pro reform

and actually walking
into a public meeting

are two very different things.

- Hey, guys.
Thank you for coming--

- Sorry, case literally
came knocking on my door.

- What kind of case?
- Dark web hitman service.

- Ooh, cool.

I mean, if it was a movie,
I'd totally watch it.

- Hey.
Sorry I'm late--or early?

- No, you are late,
just like everyone else,

including our own people.

- Oh, well, Lucy and Celina
have the day off

but they did say
they would come.

May I?
- Yes.

- Hey.
- Sir, thank you for coming.

- Can't stay.

I just wanted to come
to wish you luck

and get breakfast.
Where is everyone?

- Apparently not coming.

- We knew
this was a possibility.

All right, no one wants to be
seen as betraying the badge.

- That is not
what we are doing.

- Look, you knew it was
gonna be an uphill battle.

Rather than taking the L,
is there a proactive step

you can take,
something that would be

a positive impact on how
we police moving forward?

- The videos.

Sorry.
- Don't be.

What videos
are you talking about?

- The training videos
we all watch,

they're ancient
and out of date

on the most current
police procedures.

They really need to be updated.

- That is a great idea.

- Looks like
you just volunteered, Boot.

I want a comprehensive
action plan

by the end of the day.

- It's a party.
- Hey, Laura.

Thanks for coming down.
- Are you kidding?

Who doesn't love
a dark web case?

- Lopez is about to take a run
at my houseguest in the box.

- Great.
Let's go watch.

- Nolan, you want in on this?

- Oh, hell yeah, but call me.

I'm available
if anybody shows up.

Yeah.
- Thanks, guys.

- Bye.
- Bye.

[smooth music]

- Hey, everybody.

Rich Rowley here
with another installment

of "Survive the Streets."

As a reminder,
today's video does count

towards your continued
professional training.

Today we're gonna be
discussing pat searches

and transitioning into force
when appropriate,

and to help us demonstrate,

we have the help of
my lovely girlfriend, Tawny.

Say hi to everybody, Tawny.

Now you might be
asking yourself,

Rich, who do I pat search?

Do I really have to pat search
someone like Tawny?

Well, let me tell you.

[grunts]

[groans]

Everybody!
You pat search everybody.

Statistics show that
one in four officers

killed on duty
is a direct result

of a poor pat search
or no pat search whatsoever.

Now this dash cam video
is out of New Mexico.

And let me give you
a fair warning.

It is pretty graphic.

Do not watch with
children around.

- No! Ah!
The blood! The blood!

Ah!
This is hell!

- Do not let that be you.

- I was hired off
of a task website.

I mean, normally,
I get paid to fix a sink

or take a lizard to a vet.

This guy, he offers me
$1,000 in crypto

just to deliver a message,

and I thought
the message was a prank.

- So you know it was a guy
who hired you.

- No, no, I'm assuming.

Everything was done
through email.

No names.
- OK.

Here's your phone.

I'm gonna need you
to email me

all your correspondence
and permission

for the FBI to track
the crypto payment.

Here's my card.
- Yeah, sure.

- If our mystery hacker's
any good,

those will be dead ends.

- Gotta try.

- Are we sure
this isn't a prank?

- Oh, it's real.

The cyber crime team just about
did backflips when they saw it.

It's a list of providers,
AKA assassins,

to choose from, depending on
your geographic location,

all using pseudonyms,
of course.

- We come with
extensive combat training,

both ranged and hand-to-hand.

This means we can guarantee
the job will be done

efficiently and
without any complications.

- In the past year alone,

we have executed
16 successful hits.

Photo evidence
provided upon request.

- OK.

What about the clients
and the targets?

- The clients use
pseudonyms as well,

so they won't be easy to find,

but we have
a preliminary list of targets

and we're coordinating with
local law across the country.

There's a half a dozen people
for you to warn here in LA.

Hopefully, they'll have a clue
who might want them dead.

- I'm rich, dear.

The list of people who wish me
dead is longer than your arm.

- No way.
[scoffs]

I'm unhateable.
Seriously.

Bros want to be me.
Shorties want to do me.

- Not this shorty.

So you think your boyfriend
put the hit on you?

- One of them, yeah.

- How many boyfriends
do you have?

- Just one in LA
and one in New York.

My sugar daddy in Miami,
he's super sweet, though,

and, like, really old.

Sometimes he sends me money
twice in one day

because he forgets
he's already done it.

So I don't think it's him.

[upbeat music]

- Hey, Smitty, you got a sec?

- I don't know, son.
Time is money.

[quirky electronic music]

♪ ♪

So what's on your mind?

- Have you seen any of
the training videos lately?

- Lately?
Every year.

Beats going to CPT
40 hours a year.

- So what do you think
about Rowley's videos?

- I've seen all 200
of Rich Rowley's videos

at least twice.
The guy is a legend.

God rest his soul.

- So you find them valuable?
- No.

It's just so the city
can say you're trained,

so when you get sued,
they don't have to pay.

- So for pat searches,
for example,

if his techniques don't work,
what do you do

when you have
to pat search someone?

- I do what I learned
coming up.

Everyone's got their own method

based on the station
they started at.

- What if those methods
are unsafe?

- Hm.

[tense music]

- What do we got?

- ID on one of our hitmen,
Greg Davis, 35,

one tour in Iraq
before becoming

a private military contractor.

Went the assassin route
two years ago.

Definition of deadly.
- Let's do it.

♪ ♪

Sir, get back
in your apartment.

- [gasps]

♪ ♪

- Wait a minute.
Go back.

♪ ♪

- Take the door.
We got a body inside.

[door slams]

♪ ♪

- Clear!

- Ooh.

♪ ♪

- I thought you said
he was some kind of hitman?

- He is.
He was.

- He looks more like
a target to me.

- Aria and I broke up
a few months ago.

I wasn't ready to be a dad.

- So you knew she was pregnant?
- Yeah, yeah.

I just--I didn't want to deal.

Look, I know I'm an asshole
or whatever, but I--

I told Aria we are 21.
We're both still in school.

It makes no sense
for us to be parents.

- And what did she say to that?

- That she'd figure it out
on her own.

- Have you talked to her
at all in the last three weeks?

- No, man, she's been
super pissed at me.

Like she blocked me
on both of her accounts.

That's how I knew
she was serious.

- What do you--
what do you mean by that?

She's got multiple accounts?

- Yeah, you know,
like she has a public one

that everyone can see,

but she's also got
a private one that

only her close friends
followed.

- Her sister didn't mention
Aria had two accounts.

- Mm-mm.
- Taylor?

Yeah, of course not.

Aria's family is,
like, hella judgmental.

That's why she made
the account in the first place.

They freaked when
they heard about the baby.

- Freaked how?

- Well, she was like
a genius level kid.

Like, skipped second grade,
went to college at 17,

but she was just
very overwhelmed

by the pressure of it.

And her parents hated
that she was dating me.

So when they found out about
the baby, they went nuclear.

Told her that she was
destroying her life,

but she was so happy
to be pregnant.

[soft dramatic music]

I know I messed up
not being there for her,

but I would never,
ever hurt Aria.

I love her.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

- TID says body temp
puts time of death

anywhere from 30 minutes
to an hour ago.

- We just missed it.
- Any fingerprints?

- Plenty, but I'm guessing
a killer with this level

of expertise wore gloves.

- Hitman murdered after
hitman website gets hacked.

I think it's safe to assume
A led to B.

- Which means it's either

the site administrator
cleaning up--

- Or afraid we'd flip
the hitman to get to them.

- How would a client know
that law enforcement

was onto the site so fast?

- I don't know but they clearly
are not wasting

any time, so neither should we.

- Guys, I'm gonna
go ahead and say it.

This assassin game is murder.

[upbeat music]

- Come on.
No.

That's how the cops
do it on TV.

[elevator chimes]

- Oh, no.
- What is Heather doing here?

- I know.

- So good to see you again, officers.

- Heather called me.

She wants to champion
Aria's story.

Isn't that great?

- It is such
a captivating hook now.

You lost your sister, and
you're fighting to save hers.

Sisters helping sisters, literally.

- Uh, you need to leave
right now.

- Taylor wants me here.

- She's not in charge.
I am.

- Wallace, could you help us
escort this woman out please.

Thank you.

- Call me when you're done.

- I'm sorry.

I thought that
she could help, you know?

Someone might hear her show
and call in with a tip.

- Listen, I know you're
trying everything you can,

but you need to trust us.

OK, we'll decide if and when
it's time to open a tip line.

- OK.
I'm sorry.

- It's OK.

Look, um, we talked
to Aria's boyfriend,

and we're still
verifying his alibi,

but so far,
everything he's told us

has been backed up
by the phone data.

Abel did say that
your family wasn't happy

that Aria was pregnant.

- My parents were very upset.

- And what about you?

- I agreed with them.

Aria's borderline genius.

She had such a bright future.

Why would she want to throw it
all away by having a kid?

And then she started talking
about skipping grad school,

so I--so I told her that
she was throwing her life away.

[soft dramatic music]

That's when she stopped
returning my calls.

If something happened to her,
it's my fault.

♪ ♪

- Got it.
Thanks.

Cyber unlocked another hitman
using his crypto wallet.

Danny Feng,

leg breaker
for the Triads by day,

hitman by night.

His credit card has being used
at the same bar

for the last few hours.
- Let's go.

- That's him.
Danny Feng.

- Sorry.
No English.

- LAPD.
Hold it right there.

Control, requesting additional
units to apprehend a suspect.

- LAPD move.
Move, move!

- Asian male, late 30s,
leather jacket, blue jeans.

- Move, move.
- Move, out of the way.

Excuse us. Move up.
- Move, move, move.

LAPD, move.
- Out of the way.

- Get down on your knees.

Interlace your fingers
behind your head.

- [screams]
- Oh, my God!

[panicked crowd chatter]

- 7-Adam-15 requesting RA unit
for a victim of ADW.

Not conscious.

- Yeah, uh-huh.
Yeah. Yeah.

Our Computer Crimes Unit
will appreciate

any help you can give.
Thanks.

- I completed my review
of the training videos.

As you'll see, the materials
are severely lacking.

They don't reflect
any of the current changes

in methods and protocol,

and with no real guidance,
everyone is forced to come up

with their own solutions.

- This is thorough.
- Thank you, sir.

At the end,
you'll find a formal proposal.

With your approval,
I'll submit it for review.

- That's not a good idea.
- Uh, sir?

- There's nothing slower
than LAPD bureaucracy.

Do you think Rich Rowley
asked for permission?

- As far as I can tell,
he set up a camera

and started improving.

- Then get to it.

- Yes, sir.

[indistinct chatter]

- Get down on your knees.

Interlace your fingers
behind your head.

- [screams]
- Oh, my God!

[tense music]

- I got something.

♪ ♪

That's Malvado.
- Are you sure?

- I am positive.

His face is burned
into my memory.

- He's way too smart to sell
his services on a website,

even if it is the dark web.

- Which means he was a hitter
hired to clean up the mess.

- Yeah, but hired by who?
- I got news.

- So do we.
Our hitman's hitman is Malvado.

- Damn, taking him off
the table would be major.

- What's your news?

- Cyber culled through
the client list

of our two dead assassins,

and they have one client
in common,

someone named ShadowStrike.

- And you think
this ShadowStrike

hired Malvado
to cover his tracks?

- Exactly.
- Any idea who ShadowStrike is?

- No, but we have managed to
connect him to a third hitman

or hit couple--

the Russian assassins,
Nadia and Igor.

Agents arrested them
ten minutes ago in Koreatown.

- My partner and I
are both ex-military.

We've been kidnapped, tortured,
and isolated for weeks.

We have the stamina
and strength

to withstand even the most
brutal interrogation tactics.

- We didn't kill anyone,
I swear!

We were--
we were running a scam,

to--to con desperate people.

We told the client they have to
pay half up front in Bitcoin,

and then we ghost them.
My name is Zack.

I'm literally from Cleveland.
- And Nadia?

- What, you mean Kailey?

We grew up in
the same neighborhood.

Oh, wait, is she
still doing the accent?

Oh, my God.

Was I supposed to be
doing the accent?

- Damn it, Zack.

Whatever, I'm still not
telling you anything

without some kind of
an immunity deal.

- We're hunting a real hitman
who's taking out hitmen

that ShadowStrike has used.

I guarantee you'll get
a better deal

if you help us now, rather
than after another murder.

- ShadowStrike made contact
six months ago.

Wanted us to kill someone
in Ojai,

but he saw through
our scam right away,

so we never got any more
information than that.

Never heard from him again.

- I'm done.

I can't cross-reference
one more Bitcoin transaction.

- I see numbers
every time I close my eyes.

- You want a drink?
- Yeah. Thanks.

Hey, any luck getting Miles
to join the flag football team?

- Nope.

I even threatened a blue page.

- Oh, come on.
- What?

The game's important to me.

- Right,
it's all about the game

and definitely
not about your issues.

- Wow. Do you always have
to poke at my feelings?

Can't we just hang out
like the guys?

- Hate to break it to you,
but I'm not one of the guys.

You're one of the girls,
and girls want gossip.

So spill it, what's going on
with you and Lucy?

- Honestly, I don't know.

I mean, she's taking
the sergeant's exam.

- So you two
can get back together?

- No, it's a good move
for her career,

but, yeah, it's come up.

- Can I offer you
a little advice?

- Can I stop you?
- No.

Not a chance in hell.

That girl is the best thing
that ever happened to you.

And if you somehow manage
to win her back

after all you put her through,
well, you better be saying

a prayer of gratitude
every night before bed.

- Understood.
- Salud.

- Salud.

Can we watch the game?
- Yes.

- [gasps]

Same-day delivery
for the win.

- Oh, you did
a little shopping.

- I replaced all
the football stuff you took,

so now I'm back on track to
kick your ass on the field.

- I see.

- I may have gotten a few
non-essentials as well

because self-care
is never selfish, you know?

- Right.

- What's wrong?

- Malvado is back.

He killed a suspect we were
trying to arrest today.

- Please tell me
that's a desperate attempt

to get in my head
before tomorrow's game.

- It isn't.

- Well, we always knew
there was a possibility

he'd come back.
- Yeah.

- But he has no reason
to come after us,

unless you catch him, and
he uses that to leverage us.

- We'll cross that bridge
when we get to it.

Meantime,
we're in this together.

[dramatic music]

- Celina, I--

I feel like
I owe you an apology.

- Me?
Why?

- For even listening to that
podcast in the first place.

I know that when
it comes to survivors

and--and families
that Heather Marie

is not the most respectful,
and I'm sorry.

- It's OK.

I don't personally get
the appeal of true crime,

but I understand
why it's popular.

Storytelling is compelling,

and, I mean,
there have been cold cases

that got much needed attention
because they were

brought back into the light.

- Sure, but I mean, you know,

where is the line between
entertainment and exploitation?

[computer chimes]

- Oh, the court order for
Aria's account came through.

Whoa, OK.

I see why she was hiding it
from her family.

Girl likes to party.
- Yeah.

Are there any DMs?

- Um, yeah.

She was messaging with
a woman who offered her

a place to stay,
Greta Wooston.

- Yeah, she's got
a social media profile.

A lot of posts here
about helping

pregnant women in crisis.

- You down to swing by
her house?

- Right now?
OK.

Uh, let me just get changed.

- Lucy.
- Yeah?

- Thanks for saying that.
- Yeah.

[dog barking distantly]

[gate squeaks]

[doorbell chimes]

[choral music]

♪ ♪

- Can I help you?
- Yes, ma'am.

I'm Officer Chen.
This is Officer Juarez.

We're sorry to bother you
so late at night,

but we are trying to find
a missing woman, Aria Griffin.

We understand
that you discussed

renting a room to her?

- Oh, yes, I remember Aria.

Are you saying that
she's gone missing?

That poor girl.

- Did she end up moving in?
- No.

We talked about it,
but she was in conflict

about staying
so close to her ex.

She wanted to break free from
the negativity of her family.

Felt like she couldn't
do that in Los Angeles.

- Did she say where
she was planning to go?

- Uh, up north, Santa Barbara.

I--I wish
I could be more helpful.

- That's all right.

Listen, if you think of
anything else, please call us.

Aria's family is
desperate to find her.

- I'll say a prayer for them.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Did you clock the towel?

- No, but I clocked
that she didn't want us

to see inside the house.

What about the towel?

- Those stains had
a real baby puke vibe,

and the smell was real.

You think Aria's in there
and Greta's covering?

- Or the baby is
and Aria's gone.

- Gone as in dead?
- Yeah.

- OK, well, should we call
and get a warrant?

♪ ♪

- I don't think
we have the time.

I'm worried that if Greta
does have Aria's baby,

she's gonna do
something drastic.

So why don't we pretend
to circle the block,

and we'll come back
and make entry?

- Mm-hmm.

[choral music]

- It's gonna be OK,
little one.

It's gonna be OK.

You're my angel,

and the Protector won't let
the forces of darkness

take you from me.

I'm just gonna take you
to see cousin Glynis.

OK? She'll understand
that you're my gift,

and she won't judge the trials

that I've been through
to get you.

OK?
OK.

But what to do
about your mother?

I so hate to feed you formula,

but we can't take her
with us, so...

♪ ♪

The ties that bind must be cut.

[baby crying]

♪ ♪

- OK, backup's on the way.
Five minutes out.

- All right,
I'll circle around back,

find a way in
while you distract her.

- OK, be careful.

- Yeah, you too.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[lock clattering]

♪ ♪

- No!
[gasps]

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.

- No!
Stay the hell away from me!

- Don't you fret, mama.
OK?

We're just doing
what's best for the baby.

- No!

- Shh, shh.
- Help! Help!

[doorbell chimes]

Help me!

[doorbell chiming]

I'm in here!
- Shh.

- Somebody help me!
Help me, please!

Help me!

[doorbell chimes]

♪ ♪

[doorbell chimes]
[knocking]

- She's coming your way.

Knife, left rear pocket.

I'm going through
the back gate.

[phone rumbles]

♪ ♪

[doorbell chimes]

- What do you want?

- I'm sorry, ma'am,
I completely forgot

to fill out a contact card
for you.

It's standard procedure.

- All my information is online.

I'm sure it will be easy enough
for you to get.

Where's your partner?

- Uh, she's canvassing,
looking to see

if any of your neighbors
have spoken to Aria recently.

[door slams]

[dramatic choral music]

♪ ♪

[phone buzzes]

- Hey, yeah,
she's headed your way,

and I'm locked outside.

- I hear noise coming
from the basement.

I'm going down to investigate.
- No.

[phone beeps]

♪ ♪

- [muffled sobbing]

- Ow!
[body thudding]

- Please help me!

- [coughs]
- [sobbing]

- It's not fair.
It's not fair.

We're meant to be together.
[sobs]

I can't live without you.
I won't.

[sobbing]
I've waited too long.

I won't.

I'm sorry.

[baby cries]

I'm so sorry, little one.

This is their fault.
This is--

[glass shatters]

- Greta, drop the knife.
- No.

No, I won't let you
take her from me!

She's mine!
- I don't want to take her.

OK, I just want to make sure
she's OK.

Drop the knife.
- Liar! Jezebel!

- Greta, drop the knife,
or I will have to shoot you.

[gunshot]

- Oh, my God!

Thank you!

[sobbing]
Thank you.

- Is she OK?
- Yes. They both are.

- Thank you.
Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- You can go in.

- I'm not sure she wants
to see me right now.

- You were the first person
she asked for.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.
Go on in.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

- I'm so sorry.

Are you OK?

- It's all right.
I'm fine.

- It's OK if you're not OK.

I'll be right back, and then
we can get out of here.

- Yeah.
- OK?

- I can't leave you alone
for a second.

- Yeah, that's me,
trouble with a capital T.

So Greta survived the surgery.

I can almost understand
intellectually how someone

can be
so psychologically damaged,

but, I mean, emotionally,
just--what the hell?

- I know.

Look, I'm just glad you're OK.

- Do you think
anyone would notice

if I didn't go
to the game later?

- You literally
jumped through a window

to save a baby from
a murderous Mother Teresa.

OK, if anyone gives you
a problem about

the flag football game, I'll--

I'll fill 'em in.

- Thank you.

[phone ringing]

- Bradford.

I'll be right there.

We got an ID on our guy
targeting hitmen.

- OK.
- I'll head back.

- Yeah.

[tense music]

- ♪ I'm worried
'bout the kids ♪

♪ I said tell 'em tune in ♪

- Just got the new iron, boys.

Handcrafted out of titanium
by orphans in Burma.

[laughter]

This thing can launch
a ball into space.

[hip-hop music]

- Mitch Yancy, trust fund kid

with every privilege
you can imagine.

Yet somehow,
he's managed to grow up

into a 24/7 grievance machine.

Always the victim,
nothing's ever his fault,

and the list of people he paid
someone to kill show it--

a business rival,
an ex-girlfriend

who embarrassed him
in front of his dad,

and our Ojai victim,

a little old lady who
literally had the misfortune

of filing a police complaint
when he rammed her car

with his Bentley
over a parking spot.

- He sounds like a peach.
- Mm.

- You know, ultimately,

Malvado will see Mitch
as a loose thread

he's got to clip.

- Well, we know
he's good with a long gun.

- You're our sniper.
Where would you set up?

♪ ♪

- Up there on the other side
of the club.

- Shall we?

Give us three minutes,
then send in units

to take in Mitch.

♪ ♪

[sirens wailing]

[indistinct yelling]

♪ ♪

- Malvado, show us those hands!

- OK, OK.

Let's not do anything stupid.

[suspenseful music]

[bone cracks, groans]

- Foot pursuit,
suspect Malvado

dressed as a golfer,
headed to the clubhouse.

Send back up.

♪ ♪

- Whoa!
- Go, go, go!

- Watch yourself, dude.
- Be careful.

- [groans]

♪ ♪

- Police, coming in!

♪ ♪

- [whispers]
Get out. Go.

♪ ♪

- [grunts]
- [grunts]

- [yells]

- [grunts]

♪ ♪

- [coughing]

- It's over!

Get on your stomach now!

♪ ♪

[gunshots]

- [groans, sighs]

[sirens blaring distantly]

[soft dramatic music]

- [gasping, wheezing softly]

♪ ♪

[sirens blaring distantly]

- Thank you again
for the assist.

- Hey, helping you helped me,
which is my favorite way

to lend a hand.

Thwarting a hitman-for-hire
operation on the dark web

while catching
a serial hitman hirer?

I don't know.

I think we need to come up
with a better name for that.

- I assume the FBI
has already taken down

the website and any attempts
to bring it back?

- No, the website
is still up and running.

Requests are coming in
from all around the country,

but instead of talking
to trained assassins,

they are talking to
federal agents who are

tracking their IP addresses.

- Good way
to weed out society's

most homicidal members.

- Exactly.

Um, we still haven't
been able to identify

the hacker who contacted Tim,
but we'll let you know if--

[clears throat]
when we do.

- See you.
Hey.

- Hey.

- I don't know about you,
but I think

it's safe to call today a win.

- And it's the only win
you're gonna have,

because LAFD is gonna crush you
on that field.

- Oh, your wife is
pretty ballsy talking trash

inside our house.

- Yes, she is, which will
make it all the sweeter

when we destroy them later.

- Oh, no way.
- See you out there.

- See you.

- Malvado's really dead?

- Yeah.

It's over.

- While thousands of you
have enjoyed Rich Rowley

training videos
over the decades,

I am proud to announce
a new format

of videos that take on
the real-world current issues

that reflect
the ongoing changes

in police procedures
that are underway.

This is "Behind the Badge."

- That is already way better
than Rich Rowley's videos.

- "Curb sitting pros and cons,"
"De-escalation,"

"When to bring in
psychiatrists,"

these are great topics.
- I'm glad you like 'em.

Because I want you to weigh in
on every script.

- Happy to.

- How are you paying
for all this?

- As king of the patrol budget,
I had a few dollars

squirreled away I could spare.

- It ain't much.

But I can totally make it work.
- Look, you're a rookie.

Most veteran cops will dismiss
anything you have to say.

- Which is why I see myself
as more of a producer.

You're gonna star.

- Yeah?
And why would I do that?

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[inhales sharply]
Deal.

[laughter]

- Officer Juarez, congrats.

I hear you found Aria Griffin
and her baby.

- No comment.

- I want you to know,
family members

from Officer Chambers'
two other victims

have agreed to be interviewed
about the case.

Are you sure
you don't want to be there

to represent your sister,

help keep
Blanca's memory alive?

- You know, I carry Blanca
with me everywhere I go.

Her memory reminds me to
always try to do what's right,

so I don't need your help
keeping it alive.

- That sounds like a no.

- Yeah, Heather, that's a no.

[sighs]

- ♪ What's up? ♪

♪ I got enough to go around ♪

♪ I got enough
to go around ♪

♪ I got enough to go around ♪

♪ I'm the big daddy,
don't at me ♪

♪ Train through the pain,
I'm an athlete ♪

♪ Now I run the game
like a track meet ♪

♪ Still got a crease
in my jacket ♪

- Are you feeling OK
about being on the sidelines

for this one?

- Oh, it's where I feel
I can help the team the most.

- Smart man.

- All right, QB,
almost game time.

- You look familiar.
- Cooper Manning.

- Oh, my God, yeah, you are.

Are you here for the game?
- Cooper's our head coach.

You thought Miles was the
only ringer I was bringing in?

All right, everybody, let's go.

[all clapping]

All right,
listen up, listen up.

I want you to focus
on one thing today.

There's gonna be
a time each one of us

is gonna be tested.

Today, every play, every catch,
every flag is that test.

We are ready.

- And just because Wesley's
the ref does not mean

we have this in the bag.
He won't take bribes.

I tried everything.

[whistle blows]

- All right, guys, game time!

- Strategy-wise,
we've got match-up issues

across the field.

The firefighters,
they're faster than us

in coverage.

They're bigger than us
up front.

We're gonna have to do
some misdirection stuff,

clever play calling.

Actually,
just get him the ball.

- Yeah, that's the play.
That's the play.

[cheers and applause]

LAPD!
- LAPD!

[7kingz's "Gonna Be Fun"]

- All right, just a reminder.

This is a friendly,
non-contact game.

We're just here to have
a little fun, all right?

- And destroy them.
- Yeah.

- All right, LAPD on three.

One, two, three.

[together]
LAPD!

♪ ♪

- Let's go!

- ♪ Oh, oh, hey, oh! ♪

- Omaha blue 47!
Set!

- ♪ Yeah, we back in business,
we back ♪

♪ Everybody's here
and we doin' this ♪

- Oh! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa!
Whoa!

- ♪ We just getting started
with it, come on, yeah ♪

♪ I got the whole crew ♪

♪ And we drippin'
everything all new ♪

- Whoo-hoo!
I can do this all day, baby.

- Whoa, ho.
Come on.

Gonna be a long day, honey.

[whistle blowing]

I hope you stretched!

- ♪ Four, three, two, one,
this is gonna be fun ♪

[upbeat music]

- Whoa!
[laughs]

- Yeah!

- ♪ Come on, do it ♪

♪ We gonna have
the time of our life ♪

♪ So raise your hands
if you feel all right ♪

♪ Let's count down,
four, three, two, one ♪

♪ This is gonna be fun ♪
- [laughs]

- Good job, honey.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Yeah, we just having fun ♪

[cheers and applause]

♪ We gonna have
the time of our life ♪

- Yes!

- ♪ So raise your hands
if you feel all right ♪

♪ Let's count down,
four, three, two, one ♪

♪ This is gonna be fun ♪

♪ We came to party ♪

♪ Doin' this for fun ♪

- Go, go, go!

- Whoo!
- Whoa!

Yeah!

[cheers and applause]

- Very nice, sir.
Very nice, sir.

Very nice.

- [cheering]

- Well, that was fun.

- You had a basically
pro athlete on your team.

That's an unfair advantage.

- Oh, come on,
no one likes a sore loser.

- Hey, me and losers
don't exist

in the same sentence.

- In my eyes,
you are always a winner.

Except for today.

Today we completely
destroyed you.

- ♪ Four, three, two, one,
this is gonna be fun ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Damn it.

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