All language subtitles for Alert Missing Persons Unit s03e04 Sophie.eng

[Tina] Thanks for
the last-minute ride.

It's a long drive
to these weekly briefings.

We should be carpooling
from Carlisle anyway.

No, thanks.

Love you, babe,
but you drive like a grandma.

I'm gonna be late
for Career Day,

which I got all dressed up for,
so don't waste it.

[Sophie]
The kids are gonna love you.

It's the uniform they love.
Kids always-

[crashing]

[metal crunching]

[engine revs]

[tires squealing]

[truck engine roaring]

[?]

Sophia...

[keypad beeping]

[groaning softly]

[dispatch]
911. What's your emergency?

[groaning]
We've been in a car accident.

My friend is hurt.

Sophie... hang on.
I'm getting help.

[groaning]

I have your location.
EMS is en route.

Thank you.

[?]

[groaning]

[siren wailing]

I got two females.

What's your name, ma'am?

Sophie.

Lieutenant Sophie Kirby.

Who are you?

Lieutenant Tina Lane.

I think I broke my arm.

[EMT] That's a pretty bad
head-wound, Sophie.

We're gonna need to get you
into the truck.

Can you walk?

Yeah. Yeah, I can walk.

[groaning]

[groaning]

[doors shut]

Hey... guys!

[engine roaring, siren wails]

Wait!

[siren wailing into distance]

[siren wailing on approach]

[breathing deeply
as siren wails]

[siren shuts off]

Can you hear me?
What's your name?

[groggily] I already-

what about the other ambulance?

Are you in any pain?

My arm, but-

Let's look at your eyes.

There was another ambulance!

Where did they take Sophie?

Ma'am, we were
the only EMS dispatched.

[realizing]
They took my friend.

Someone just took Sophie!

[?]

[microwave humming]

I can't believe Taye Diggs

is taking you to a Broadway show
this weekend.

That's like going
to Disney World

with Mickey himself.

Weird analogy,
but sure, okay.

Not that weird,

considering Taye was the voice
of Triton in Disney's Ariel.

Helen, rule 16, please?

Um...

14 is "No affirmations
on the bathroom mirror."

15 is "No skipping
in the halls,"

and 16 is...

[gasps] Oh!

Stop telling you things
your boyfriend starred in.

Mm-hmm. Ooh, speaking
of boyfriends, how's Hardbody?

He made a sugar scrub
and we exfoliated together...

full... body.

Okay, girl!

[bangs counter]

Get outta town.
Full body?

[Helen giggling]

Do you guys, um...

Do you ever talk about
police work here? At all?

Shut up
and eat your burrito.

I-I-I- Our cycles
are gonna sync up

if I stay here any longer.

[door clicks open, bangs shut]

Ha!

Oh, my god, it hurts.

Uh, what did you think
the microwave was doing

this whole time, Jason?

Shut up.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, Bill Houston.

What's the Chief Inspector
doing up here?

I'm outta here.

Maybe he's got news

on the search
for a new MPU leader?

I better go get Mike.
I'll be right back.

Sergeant Sherman,
I need MPU's help.

Now, I know
you're short-staffed,

but this is
an all-hands situation.

You're top cop

in the Investigations Bureau, sir.

Of course, we'll do
whatever we can.

I appreciate that.

Now, before I joined Philly PD,
I was an Army Captain.

Tina here
served under me,

as did Sophie Kirby
and her husband, Adam.

We were all stationed
at Landisburg Army Base.

Tina?

Sophie and I
were ambushed this morning-

a hit-and-run.

Sophie was abducted.

You were in the car
with her?

Yes, sir.

We got rear-ended.

Two EMTs
put Sophie in an ambulance,

then the real ambulance
showed up,

and I realized
what happened.

This was
very carefully planned.

You remember anything
about the EMTs?

Both wore N95 masks,
so I didn't see their faces.

All right, uh, any-any idea

why someone would
want to kidnap Sophie?

Sophie and Tina work

in the Army Aviation
and Missile Command Unit.

They're liaisons
to a private software company.

You think it was
a foreign actor?

Not sure what to think.

What I know

is you people get results,

and I want this soldier found.

Has anyone reached out
to Sophie's husband?

He's being escorted here
by Military Police.

Until we get
to the bottom of this,

I want to make sure
he's not a target too.

Of course.

But make no mistake-

this is personal.

Sophie is like family-

Mm-hmm.

...And I want her back.

Issue an Alert.

I got you, Boss.

[missing alerts begin blaring]

[blaring]

[overlapping alerts blaring]

Hey. Jay's still on site
with the canvass team.

How's it going
with the big boss?

[chuckles]
I mean, the man is a machine.

One phone call after another,

and he's already signed like
a forest's-worth of paperwork.

[Mike]
I don't know how he does it.

Yeah, he also went through
Sophie, Tina, and Adam's files,

studied the map

of the neighborhood
where they were taken,

and the traffic cam footage.

- Any luck?
- No.

It was on
the outskirts of the city,

so, not a whole lot of cameras.

But, uh, no pressure-
he really wants answers fast.

Well, speaking of...

[?]

Thank you for bringing in
Sergeant Kirby.

My C.O. told me
he will be keeping a close eye

on this situation.

Well, please remind your C.O.

that this crime
happened off-base,

in Philadelphia
Police Department jurisdiction.

But relay that we will follow

Army AR 15-dash-6
Investigating Officer's Guide

protocol to preserve the option

of court martial
or other military action.

Copy. Thank you, sir.

Please close the door
behind you.

That was the most bureaucratic
sentence I've ever heard, sir.

Well, there's Army for you,
three-fourths bureaucracy-

...One-fourth bad-assery.

Hooah.

It's good to see you.

Good to see you too, Cap.

[sighs]

MPs wouldn't say anything,
other than it was about Sophie.

Is she okay?
Is she here?

Adam,
we are all over this, okay?

But Sophie's been taken.

"Taken"?

Kidnapped.

Kidnapped? I-I-I...
I don't understand.

Adam, this is Mike Sherman
of the Missing Persons Unit.

He is going to help us
get your wife back.

[Mike] Is there any reason
that you know of

Sophie might've
been taken?

No. Nothing.

[breath shaking]

You gotta find her.

She's everything to me.
You know that, Cap.

And I know this is hard,

okay, but we need you
to help us, Adam.

Was there anything with her job?
Any special assignment?

No, no, no.
This is- This is crazy.

She's a project manager.

Admin stuff.

What about you?
What do you do on base?

Nothing important.

I drive a desk
in the munitions center,

while I rehab
from my latest surgery.

What, rehab?

Yep.

Got my leg blown off
in Afghanistan a few years ago.

Been posted stateside
ever since.

Got a disability rating
above 70%,

so that ended Sophie's
overseas deployment, too.

Sergeant, we're going
to do everything we can

to find your wife
and bring her back.

We got you.

[sighs]

[?]

[protesting]

[Sophie grunts]

[Sophie grunting and panicking]

Hurry! We're supposed to be
at the rendezvous by 0900.

The Major's
gonna be pissed.

[gas hissing]

You weren't supposed
to have anybody with you.

Cops probably already know
that you're missing.

You better be worth it.

[door bangs]

[grenade clatters]

[explosion roars]

[tires squealing]

Can you think of any reason

of why she would have
been targeted?

You know, something she
was working on at the base?

No.

Sophie's a project manager

on a basic
aviation initiative.

Yeah, Tina confirmed
they were working on

routine nav upgrades.

I sent her home
with a security detail,

to make sure she's safe.

This incident report,
what's that about?

No idea.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

This has gotta be
the harassment complaint

that she filed last summer.

They keep those confidential.

That bastard-
I bet he did this.

Who?

Major Kramer West.

He was making some of
the women on base uncomfortable.

Sophie confronted him
and things got worse.

How so?

Instead of backing off,
he doubled down.

Unwanted advances,
physical contact-

Toward Sophie?

No. No, no, no, no.
Some of the other women.

Sophie stepped up
and blew the whistle.

West got an official reprimand.

Was reassigned.

Blamed it all on her.

Look, I gotta get
my wife back.

Stand down, soldier.

We're gonna take care of it.

You are parked until
we get to the bottom of this.

Sophie is fearless.

She's not just gonna take this.

I gotta find her
before she gets herself hurt.

Stand down.

That's an order.

- Hey.
- Hey.

So we just got a hit
off of the Alert.

Patrol found the ambulance
in an abandoned lot,

and they're bringing it over
to the evidence garage.

I'll go process it
right away.

Okay, well, bring
your big rubber gloves,

because the, uh, ambulance
was torched.

A fire scene?
Ooh! Cool!

I will bring
my chemical incendiary reagent

to try and determine
cause of ignition.

And that's "cool"?

Never mind!

Places to go,
fires to analyze!

"Safety first."

[Kemi chuckles]

Oh, rule 15-
"No skipping!"

Sergeant?

A word before you leave?

Chief Inspector.
What's up?

I'm impressed with how
you've stepped up for your team.

Thank you, sir.

MPU needs
a new leader, Mike.

Well, you know,
it's a big police department,

so, I'm sure
you'll find someone.

I'm pretty sure
I already have.

You aced your lieutenant exam
last year.

Now, there's still
quite a few people ahead of you

on the promotions list,

but nothing
that can't be politicked.

Look at that.

And it still has
that "new shield" smell, Mike.

Uh, I-I don't know, sir.

All right.

You don't have to answer now.

You just know-

the job is yours,
if you want it.

All right?

Yeah.

My man.

[claps his shoulder twice]

[?]

[?]

[Mike] Ooh. Good old boot camp.

You miss this?

[Jason]
I didn't do boot camp, man.

I was
a Private Military Contractor.

What's the difference?

Thanks, man.

The difference is, uh,

I had all the action
and the toys

without the rules
and regulations.

All the action and no rules?

I can't imagine.

Thanks, man.

[weapons firing repeatedly]

I wouldn't trust you Gomers
to shoot dice at a craps table,

let alone enemies
in a war zone!

[gunfire continues]

And, yes, it's raining!

And, yes, the enemy
will fire in the rain!

That's very charming.

'Scuse me.
You Major Kramer West?

I'm addressing
my men here, Tubbs.

Be with you in a minute.

"Tubbs"?

Yeah, from Miami Vice.

I definitely have
a Donny Johnson/Crockett vibe.

No?

Now, we are not leaving

till one of you boneheads
hits eight center targets!

Can I see your gun?

What? No. Use your own gun.

My gun doesn't have
enough rounds.

Please, can I borrow
your gun, Tubbs?

Just hand it over.

You're a pain in my ass.
You know that?

Yeah, I know.

[West]
Hey, what are you guys doing?

[calls out] On the line!

Cease fire!

[rapid-firing]

Looks like eight center.
Can we talk now?

What about him?

Tubbs? He can shoot.

[magazine clicks in]

[firing rapidly]

Everybody knows
Tubbs was a better shot anyway.

- Are we talking or not?
- I wouldn't say better-

Lap the yard!
On a hop.

Let's go!

You wanna tell us
where you were this morning?

Not particularly.

You wanna tell me
what this is about?

I-I see you're doing
the tough-guy thing.

I appreciate it,

but I also see in your face
that you care about them.

Figure I can at least
teach a few of these kids

how not to get killed.

You serve?

PMC.

Met a lot of C.O.s like you.

One of your soldiers
was kidnapped this morning.

Sophie... Kirby.

- Kidnapped?
- Yeah.

You know anything about it?

I didn't like her much,

but I'd never harm
a fellow soldier.

Okay, all right.

Can you tell us where
you were this morning, then?

I took those recruits
for a run at 0600.

Been with them all day.

Okay, well, we'll verify that
with your base logs.

Yeah, well, you're wasting
your breath on me.

Landisburg's a tight community.

Hard to keep
private matters private.

May wanna look
a little closer to home.

You mean we should look
at her husband?

Well, MPs have been
called to their house

the last couple of weeks.

Loud fights and such.

Rumor has it,

Sophie was about
to leave her husband.

All right,
we'll check up on that.

Uh, if your alibi checks out,
we will not be back to see you.

Appreciate your time.

It looks like
Adam left something out.

Yeah, yeah- the part
that gives him motive

to hurt his wife?

Yeah, I wonder what else

Bill Houston's old buddy's
not telling us.

[?]

[sighs]

The incendiary trace on
the ambulance that took Sophie

shows the presence
of red phosphorous.

Okay...

where would our perp
find red phosphorous?

Uh, you could scrape
about a million kitchen matches,

let a bucket of urine stand
for a week-

Ew! No.

[chuckles] Or...
use a red phosphorous grenade.

Military ordinance.

And then,
there's this-

I found this bullet
under a seat in the ambulance.

No prints,

but there is
something interesting

about who made it.

What am I looking at?

That's a headstamp.

It identifies where
the round was manufactured.

"L M C"?

"Landisburg Munitions Center."

Where Sergeant Kirby works.

- [knocks]
- Hey.

Where's Adam?

Last time I saw him,
he was in the bullpen.

Is there a problem?

We just found evidence

suggesting that Adam
might be involved

in his wife's kidnapping.

What kind of evidence?

Adam lives
and breathes that woman.

He would never-

A bullet from his armory

was found in the ambulance
that took Sophie.

Find him.

Yeah, Boss.

[punches key repeatedly]

Adam?

Adam, we need to talk.

Whoa, where's he going?

- Please, you gotta let me go.
- W-What happened?

Relax, relax.

[voice shaking]
If you don't...

they're gonna kill Sophie.

We found this

in the ambulance
used to kidnap Sophie.

It's got a headstamp on it
from the armory where you work.

Where's your wife, Sergeant?

[Bill] Adam?

Look.
I don't believe you did this...

but, between the bullet

and the reports
of domestic disturbance,

it's not a good look.

So, please,
help me understand.

I would never
hurt Sophie, Captain.

I am no longer
your captain, soldier.

I'm a Philly Police Inspector,

and right now MPU
is doing everything they can

to find your wife.

Now help them.

Tell us the truth.

You won't understand.

You came back
from the sandbox whole.

Man, nobody came back whole!

Oh, sure.

But you don't have
to put yourself together

every morning
just to get out of bed.

Pain and loss change you.

Some more than others.

Well, if you needed help,
you could've come to me.

You were long gone!

You have no idea
what I've been through!

All right,
then help me understand.

Everything's different now.

Life moves slow

when you're not
in a conflict zone.

[voice breaks]
It's too slow, but I- I just...

can't seem to keep up.

That's a common feeling
when soldiers come home.

Right? Military has groups
that can help with that, Adam.

[sighs] It's...

It's too late
for a support group.

I messed up.
I'm in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

[sighing]

Adam...

I know how much you love Sophie.

Let us help you.

[sighs]

It started as money trouble.

Between lost hazard pay
and...

living expenses stateside,

medical treatment-

But doesn't the VA
cover your medical?

They do,
but I went out-of-network

for some experimental surgeries.

"Experimental surgeries"
means expensive.

Yeah, we were broke.

Barely making rent.

Struggling to acclimate
to life back home, and...

I just wanted
to provide for my wife,

so, when I saw a way
to make some cash,

I-I-I said yes.

Adam, what did you do?

I used my job at the armory
to steal some weapons.

Sold the guns
to a motorcycle gang

and Sophie found out-

that's when
the fighting started.

But we worked it out,

and I promised
never to do it again.

So let me guess...

the gang wanted more guns,

and when you said no,
they took Sophie?

Yeah.

Here, look.

That's why
I sent you to West.

I thought steering you away

would buy me some time
to fix this.

These texts are from
"the Major".

Who's the Major?

[engines rumbling]

[?]

Major.

Adam threw the cops
off the trail.

Yeah, but they still know
she's missing.

Is that gonna be a problem?

It means we gotta
button this thing up tight.

After the exchange,
get rid of them.

I don't want any witnesses.

[kidnapper]
Sir, yes, sir.

[Sophie gasps and panics]

[?]

[panting anxiously]

[?]

[grunting]

[Bill] All right,
we have Thomas Skinner.

Former Army Major.

He runs the "Trench Monks,"

a motorcycle club made up
of ex-military gear-heads,

all dishonorably discharged.

"Trench Monks"?
Sounds like a bad punk band.

"Trench monkey"
is slang for "Army grunt."

He's being cute.

The VIN number on the ambulance
that was used in the kidnapping

shows that it was purchased
at an impound auction

by this guy-

[Adam] That's "Flea".

Former Marine.

He's Skinner's right-hand man.

He's identified
as one of the fake EMTs.

Yep, and then the other guy
is a former Navy medic,

also a member
of the Trench Monks.

They want a crate of guns

delivered to their garage
by this afternoon.

Right.

So, if we know where they are,

why don't we go get his wife
back, like, now?

No, they have an arsenal.

If cops show up,
Sophie's dead.

You just can't do that.

He's right.

Okay.

So why don't we just give them
what they want?

Trade the guns
for Sophie,

and get the weapons
from the Army?

"Three-fourths bureaucracy."

The Army is not
going to approve an op in time.

Okay. He steals the guns.

Right? We nail Skinner
when we deliver,

then we'll get the guns
back to the Army

before they even
know they're missing.

[?]

There may be a way to do this

and not get
thrown into Leavenworth.

You still have a PMC uniform?

I... uh, yeah-
you saying yes?

I'm saying
the best plan wins, Grant,

and right now, yours
is the only one on the table.

Adam.

We are going to save Sophie.

Are you ready to step up?

Hooah.

Uh, just one thing. Um...

how do we know that you're not
gonna hang us out to dry?

Because I'm gonna be right
beside you if we go down.

Okay, good.

Then let's not get caught.

All right. MPU...

we're gonna
break some rules,

so, let's find
this missing person.

Yes, sir!

[?]

[?]

Hey, Garcia.

How's your wife doing
since her back surgery?

Slow recovery,
but doing well, Sergeant Kirby.

Who's that with you?

PMC Jason Grant.

How you doing?

[tags rattle]

You're good.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

[?]

[door thuds]

Hey, L-T.

Last-minute change of plans
with this shipment.

Grant's gonna help me out.

How's it goin'?

Says here that these are
being repurposed to a PMC?

Yeah, we're gonna have some fun
with your toys

before you throw them
in the incinerator.

[barking to staff]
Items number 497 and 498.

Stock and process.
Let's move!

Yes, sir!

- Just sign here.
- Yeah.

Thank you, sir.

Let's get going, huh?

Yep.

[?]

[thud]

- Let me see the paper.
- Yeah.

Three, four...

Magazines...

All right, I think
this is everything

on Skinner's shopping list.

[sighing]

[grunts in frustration]

I just can't believe
I got Sophie into this mess.

I-I gotta ask.

You stole those guns
the first time-

I mean, it seems like
a risky side-hustle, no?

When I'd wake up
in the morning,

I was looking for a fight
to stick my nose in.

Mm.

Now it's hard to even
get out of bed.

Constant pain

and immobility crush you.

I mean, you look
pretty mobile to me now.

Adrenaline. Desperation.

I'll pay the price
for it tomorrow,

when the pain sits me down
in a wheelchair.

If you know you're gonna
sit down tomorrow,

you might as well
go all out today. Right?

What I'm getting at is,

when this goes down,

are you gonna be
ready to step up?

Roger that.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- All right.
- I'm all in.

All right, let's go.

All right. I'm gonna go get
this leg ready for action.

All right.

[?]

[clicking]

[?]

Hey!

You think Houston's
secured our exit yet?

I hope so, buddy.
If not, we're screwed.

[gate bangs shut]

Oh, come on.
I know you're the man to talk to

when it comes to getting
things done on base,

so, just make the call.

What's in it for me?

You are facing
harassment charges

that are going to stick
like fly to paper.

Says you.

I seen a dozen guys
dumber than me

beat those charges.

So what are you offering that'll
make this worth my while?

The opportunity to save
another soldier's life.

[?]

[straining]

[snap]

[gasps]

Ah, come on.

[click]

[gasps]

[?]

[clacking, clattering]

Don't move.

It's not a smart idea.

You're not gonna hurt me
or my husband.

I'm walking outta here
and you can't stop me.

- [whack]
- [grunting]

[Flea groans]

[Sophie gasps]

You see, that's the thing
about joining up-

is you can always count
on your brothers in arms.

[grunts]

[thud]

Hey! Garcia.

You're still here?

Yeah,
and I'm not happy about it.

What do you guys
have back there?

C.O. didn't mention any changes
to the transport today.

It's just, uh, it was just
a last-minute change.

Somebody forgot to send
the revised MFR, I imagine.

Probably a Colonel,
smoking a cigar,

too busy to push "send"
on an email. You know?

I mean, you can call him,
if you want,

but he's gonna chew
your ass out.

So, up to you.

[engine idling]

This is an old form.

Need a 3749 equipment receipt.

Sorry, Sergeant Kirby.

You got the wrong form.

You gotta go back
for the right one.

Okay, we are late
for our helo transport.

Then we have a problem.

No, no, no, no.
You got a problem.

I don't got a problem.
I got a misunderstanding.

Can you fix the problem?

Garcia.
You know me. Okay?

I'll bring the proper forms by
tomorrow, promise,

but we gotta go,
so, just run that through.

No, sir.
Something isn't right.

Is this man
forcing you to do this?

Forcing? What,
are you paranoid, Garcia?

Step out of the vehicle.

This thing's about to come
to a head any minute, Major.

Just make the damn call.

And you'll support
my reinstatement on the base?

Report from the Chief Inspector
of PPD goes a long way.

You have my word

that I will make
a full statement on your behalf.

[West sighing]

Will you just
make this thing right?

This is ridiculous.
We gotta get going!

[booth phone rings]

Landisburg.
Southeast Gate.

Private Garcia speaking.

Private Garcia,
Major West here.

This comes
from Colonel Halicky on high.

We've got a revised shipment
going out today-

Sergeant Adam Kirby
and a PMC, Jason Grant.

But my orders-

No, Major.

It's the wrong form.

But-

Yes, sir.

[hangs up]

You're good to go.

Say it again?

You're good to go.

Thanks.

You did the right thing, Major.

I appreciate that.

But I pride myself
on my honesty,

and I have to honestly say,
I don't like you.

Come again?

When a woman
doesn't want to be touched,

you back off.

They came on to me.

It's a power thing.

Yeah. I doubt that.

[knocking on door]

You sent for us, Inspector?

Ah! Park. Perfect timing.

I need you two

to take Major West here
to holding.

Holding?

That's right.

You just admitted

to engaging in threatening
and harassing behavior, Major.

I'm charging you
with misdemeanor harassment,

and I wanted to make sure
it was a female staff

who delivered you
to your cell.

It's "a power thing."

Print him, run DNA,

and there's bonus points
for a full cavity search.

- But you said-
- Don't worry.

I will make sure

that I talk
to your base commander

and tell him
what kind of man you are.

Now get out of my sight.

Sounds like you're in
"major" trouble, Major.

Let's go.

? I am the very model
of a modern Major-General ?

? I've information vegetable
animal and mineral ?

[?]

[?]

Adam.

Who the hell is this guy?

Hey. Buddy, it's all good.

I'm just the new guy
taking over his job

at the munitions center.

Sorry, pal.
That's not how it works.

I understand.

Looks, it's just
a peaceful transfer of power.

That's all. All right?

Hey. Don't hurt her!
Don't hurt her!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Easy, easy, easy.

Hey, if you would've gotten
my guns in the first place,

none of this
would have happened.

All right?
Where are they?

[Jason] Got the guns
right here. Just relax.

Then open it.

[gate creaks]

Sorry.

Where did- Where did
you say you did your tours?

I didn't say
where I did my tours,

but I'll tell you now. Okay?

I did my tours all over.

Kabul. Abbottabad.

Abbottabad?

Yeah.

I did a tour in Abbottabad.
I hated the sandpit.

Sandpit?
You smoking something, buddy?

It's the greenest place
I ever saw in my life.

Surrounded by
Pakistani forest.

- Is that right?
- Yeah.

All right.

So why don't you tell me
something about the place

that you didn't learn
on the Discovery Channel?

[chuckles] Okay.

Okay.

Uh, one time,
I saw a leopard

take down a cow
in the middle of the street.

You know?
Locals went crazy.

Bad omen- you know,
they love their cows.

And they hate the leopards.

[claps his hand]
Thought you might be a cop.

I look like a cop?
I'm not a cop. Okay?

I'm a businessman.

Now what do you got?

Everything you asked for.

Two HKs.

Two M4s.

Four 9-millimeters here.

Got your magazines.

And I got a crate full
of tracers,

in the back, on the house.
All right?

Yeah, looks good.

Whoa-whoa-whoa... whoa.

You seen the merchandise.

Let the lady go.

We do this one on good faith.

Next time,
I take my cut.

No trade until
I inspect the merchandise.

Here.

I've got my own.

Yeah?

[clicking in place]

You know, it's a shame,
'cause...

I kinda like you, but...

maybe I'll, uh, start fresh
and clean house.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Hey, hey.

Stop, stop, stop.

You got your guns.

Let my wife go,

and we all walk away.

Nah, you know too much.

[click]

[?]

[grunting]

[fires]

[gun fires]

[?]

[both grunting]

[?]

[blasting]

[firing rapidly]

- Cover me!
- Kemi!

- [Kemi] Copy!
- [firing]

[shots blasting]

[grunting]

[both grunting]

[crashing]

[guns firing]

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry!

Hey! The only reason
I got through that

is 'cause I knew
you'd come find me.

Are you okay?

I'd be better if I had a gun.

Inside.

- Army strong.
- Army strong!

[grunts]

[weapons blasting]

Up top!

[thud]

[grunting]

[crashing]

[firing gun]

[bike engine revs]

- [shouts] Mike?
- Clear!

- You good, Kemi?
- I'm good.

[tires screeching]

[engine revving]

What do you weigh?
About a buck-85?

Something like that. Why?

I don't know.
Just doing the math.

Bike probably weighs
600, 700 pounds.

Head-on collision,
we got trouble. You know?

[revving]

[?]

[firing]

Huh.

He's lucky I hit the tire
and not the tank.

Wait, what're you talking
about? That was my shot.

Wh-wh-why was that your shot?

I mean, you saw me
hit those targets on the range.

I hit the same targets
that you hit!

And I hit it second.

- So what?
- So there was more pressure!

Second? What does that
have to do with anything?

There's always more pressure
when it's the second shot!

That's the most ridiculous
thing I ever heard.

[doors thudding]

Well...

thanks for the ride, Cap.

That's "Chief Inspector"
to you, pal.

When I first got in trouble,
I should've come to you.

No.

I should've been here for you.

You know, the Army is gonna
do its own investigation,

but, on my end,

I'll pull some strings
with the D.A.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

You know...

I was wrong.

I'm not less
than I used to be.

I might be missing some pieces,

but that actually makes me
more than I was before.

I'm a soldier,

an amputee,

a husband.

[Bill] You're a survivor.

We all are.

Thanks for
helping me see that.

Probably gonna have to go to one
of those support groups, huh?

Definitely.

And I'll be right there
with you.

She's a keeper, Adam.

Don't screw it up.

[?]

[?]

[?]

Are these on your no-carb diet
that you're doing, or no?

Not really.

- No?
- No.

They are good, though.

You're gonna put the "tub"
in Tubbs,

you keep eating those donuts.

[Bill chuckles]

Donuts! Yes, sir.

Good to see
some things never change.

Yeah. Someone told me

they got, uh, croissants
on your floor.

Yeah, I wish.
I'm working on it.

You guys certainly know
how to make quite the mess.

Good work today, fellas.

Thank you, sir.

Couldn't have done it
without you.

Nah, I'm pretty sure
you could have.

Have a good night.

'Night, Inspector.

Hey, Inspector?

What?
Something else, Grant?

Yeah. I just want
to talk to you about Mike.

So...

you, uh...

turned it down?

What?

The job-

he offered you the big chair-
Lieutenant.

And you turned it down?

Yeah, I turned it down.

Why?

I mean, what the hell's
going through your head?

After everything that happened,
some things came into focus.

Yeah?

I don't belong in here.

Signing forms, filing papers,

being in charge
of everyone? No.

I belong out there...

with you.

God help me.

I thought
I was a pain in your ass?

Oh, you are!

Mm-hmm?

But, like, a good pain, right?
Like a-

Don't make it weird. Okay?

Let's just...
keep riding together.

Yeah, we ride together.

We die together.

It's "Bad Boys" for life.
What are you gonna do, right?

Can we do the slow-motion...
fist-bump?

I'm trying to have a moment
and you're making it weird.

Here's the thing-

I feel like I'm Will Smith.
You're kinda Will Smith-ish.

- Who's Martin?
- You know what? I'm out.

- Right?
- Yup.

Bro? Hey, hey!

I love you, bro.

I love you, too.

Yeah! I know it.

I know it.

? Bad boys, bad boys... ?

? Whatcha gonna do... ?

? Bad boys! ?

- ? Whatcha gonna do ?
- ? When they come for you? ?

[Jason]
? Bad boy, bad boy ?

[?]

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