All language subtitles for The.Rookie.S07E17.WEB

- The ceiling leak is back.

- Oh, well, I can fix it again,

but the truth is,
we need a new roof.

- That sounds expensive.
- About 15,000.

Can we DIY it?

- That would be 15,000
plus hospital bills.

Roofs are my nemeses.

- OK, sounds like
I'll be getting

a lottery ticket
on the way to work.

All right.

I will see you shortly.

Oh, hello,
Officer John Nolan.

What a joy to my eyes.

I need advice from my bestie.
May I come in?

- Uh, well,
I know we're friends--

- I think he means me.
What's up?

- Oh, well, Schnuckiputzi,

I'm struggling
with a major problem,

one that has plagued humanity

since it first emerged
from the primordial ooze

and ate from
the pornographic apple.

I'm in love.
- Again?

- This time it's for keeps.

She's the one, the future
Mrs. Skip Tracer Randy.

- That's wonderful.
I hope we get to meet her.

- Oh, well, you already have.

The object of my affection
is none other than

the beautiful, talented
and unnervingly flexible

Chastity Sneed.

- My brother's girlfriend?

- Half brother, yes.

When we were having a wonderful
roleplaying adventures

together at your wedding,
I felt a deep

and powerful connection
I can no longer deny.

I love Peter.
Yes, he's fine. OK, whatever.

But I also kind of wish
he was a little bit dead.

- Well, we've all been there.
- Mm-hmm.

- OK, well, have you
let her know this?

- That is why I'm here.
I need your help.

I want to make
a grand romantic gesture.

What do you think
she would like more,

a giraffe or perhaps like
a purple Lamborghini?

- Oh, those are
two very different,

very expensive options.

- Oh, yes.

I forgot to tell you,
how silly of me.

So ten years ago,
a client paid me

using a pretend wallet thingy
on the computer.

I checked it recently,
and it turns out

Randy Spitz is
a Bitcoin billionaire.

- A billionaire?

- OK, well,
like a 100 millionaire,

but that doesn't roll off
the tongue the same way.

Anyway, let's brainstorm.

What is the clearest path
to Chastity's heart?

- OK, we actually
have to get to work,

so maybe we can talk
about this over dinner.

- Yeah.

- Perhaps I give you $100,000

for five more minutes
of your time.

- Let me grab you
a cup of coffee.

Is it still four cream,
six sugars?

- Always, yes.

Hm, my mom is calling.

It is too early in
the morning for this.

- It might be an emergency.

- Hey, Mom.
Everything OK?

- Someone's trying
to get in the house.

- Lock yourself
in the bathroom.

Do not come out
until I get there.

Control, I have an
in-progress home invasion.

Mom, are you OK?

- Yeah, sorry to worry you.

Angela, your hair
looks so cute that way.

- Thank you, Mrs. Harper.

- Mom, what is going on?

- Well, I feel so silly.

It wasn't a burglar.

It was this nice gentleman.

- Deputy Ron Martin,
West Hollywood station.

- Why were you trying to
get into my mother's house?

- I'm serving
an eviction notice.

- This must be
the wrong address.

She's the owner.

- That's what I was
trying to tell him.

- I checked the address
multiple times, ma'am.

Your mother received
several warnings

that she needed to vacate.

- Did you get a notice?
- Uh, I don't know.

I mostly get junk mail,
but I recycle it.

- Here, I'll call Wesley.
We'll get this sorted out.

- Mommy, I'm not fussing.

- Ruth, I got here
as fast as I could.

- Mom?
- Oh, hi, dear.

- Thank you.
- Are you OK?

- Yeah.

- You sounded so scared
on the phone.

- You two are friends?
Did you know this?

- No.

- Best of friends,
as a matter of fact.

- Which you would know
if you ever called.

- I don't like any of this.
- Me neither.

- When do they post the results
from the sergeant exam?

- Today, supposedly.

So my anxiety is at
about a 12 right now.

What?
- No, no, nothing.

- What?
- It's not that important.

No, nothing.
I--

- What?
- I need help.

I--
- OK.

- Not like "in case of
emergency" help, but I--

- OK, stop.
Just--just ask the question.

- Right.

What should I get Rodge
for his birthday?

- Oh, well, when is it?

- Saturday.
- OK.

Well, have you thought about
just asking him what he wants?

- No, because that would
undermine my whole existence.

- What?

- I'm an empath, an intuitive,
a deeply spiritual person.

I should be able to--to feel
the right gift in my soul.

- Right, OK.

And you're not feeling that
with Rodge?

- I'm feeling nothing.

And it's freaking me out
because I really like him.

But what if it's a sign
that something is wrong?

- Listen, it could be.

Or you could be putting
so much pressure on yourself

to get the perfect gift
that you sent your intuition

into a panic spiral.

- You think I'm spiraling?
- I mean--

- Guten tag
to my favorite officers

of the female persuasion.

- Randy, hi.
- Nice car.

- Yes, thank you.
I just purchased it.

I'm coming to you now
because I need your help.

John and Bailey's
gift ideas were useless.

I need a young woman's
perspective.

- OK, uh,
perspective about what?

I'm in love with Chastity.

"Oh, Pete's Chastity?"
Yes, that's the one.

"Well, since when?"
Well, during the wedding,

I pretended to be Pete,
and things led to things.

And now I'm in love, OK?
Got it? Great.

Now, what do I need to
give her, my new beloved?

- Oh, we were just
talking about gifts.

My boyfriend Rodge, he--
- Oh, time out. No, no.

We're talking about me,
so let's focus, OK?

What do women like?

- Oh, yeah, uh, well,
I've always liked

getting to know each other's
shared goals and values.

- OK.
Yeah, let's keep thinking.

Uh, how about a house?

What if a man
bought you a house?

You would have to
love him then, yes?

- I mean, how big a house?

- What?
- What?

I mean, real estate in LA
is cutthroat.

- Randy, listen, if you really
see a future with Chastity,

just talk to her.

You know, get to know
her friends, her life.

To me, I think women just
want to be listened to.

I think that's the real
foundation of a relationship.

- Friends, yes.

Your wisdom is truly boundless,
Lucy Chen.

I am off to win her love
with listening.

Ha-ha!

Oh, and maybe I'll pick up
some diamonds on the way,

you know, just in case.

- Oh, that's going to
end badly, isn't it?

- 100%.

- You were on the Burns' case
this morning, yeah?

- Yeah, back to
the depositions.

- Great, thanks for taking that
off my hands for me.

Between the election
and these college visits,

I barely have time to breathe.
- Mm.

Any chance Logan
will stay local?

- Well, you know,
I'm doing my best.

I'm talking up UCLA, USC.

But he clearly wants
whatever college

gets him furthest away from us.

- Jack slept on my head
last night.

You know, I used to want to

punch people
when they said this to me,

but you're gonna miss it
when it's over.

- I'm sure I will.

- Morning, gentlemen.
Are you ready to testify?

- Yes, sir.

And if that ain't a fact,
God's a possum.

- I don't know what that means.

- I've learned to ignore
the country commentary.

- Ah.
But I don't hate it.

As long as your answers
are clear and concise,

a little personality goes
a long way with the jury.

- But not with your
training officer.

- Yes, sir.

- That is too much handsome
for one hallway.

- Save the sweet talk
for the jury, Atlas.

- After this morning, I believe
you're gonna reconsider

taking this to trial.

My client is innocent.

- Your client beat a man to
death in front of Officer Penn.

- Guy had a heart attack.
I was just doing CPR.

- I thought a junior associate
was on this one.

- She was.

- I guess Mr. Burns
is higher up the food chain

in the Eastern Front
than we thought.

- Come on.

- Describe what you saw

when you arrived
at the Kindred Spirits Bar.

- I witnessed Mr. Burns
beating Mr. Ashland.

I got between them
and subdued Mr. Burns

before rendering aid
to Mr. Ashland,

but his wounds
proved to be fatal.

- Were you aware of Mr. Burns'
alleged gang affiliation?

- Not until I saw a tattoo
on his right arm,

at which point I knew
he was Eastern Front.

- This one?

- Yes, sir.

- Or was it this one?

- Objection,
counsel is attempting

to confuse the witness.

- I'm simply trying
to determine

how observant Officer Penn was
on the night in question.

- It was this one.

- Thank you.

Please enter into the record
that Officer Penn

has misidentified
Mr. Burns' tattoo.

- It's OK.

- Chastity.

It's me, Skip Tracer Randy.

- Randy!

What are you doing here?

You never visit me at work.

- I come bearing the best
friend of every girl, diamonds.

- Did I hear something
about diamonds?

- Yes, I have gifts
for Chastity

and for all of Chastity's
beautiful friends.

- That is so sweet,
and way too much.

Speak for yourself.

- This pales in comparison

to the luminous sparkle
of your eyes.

- OK, um...

What--what--what--
what's going on with you?

What's with all these gifts?

- Uh, I find myself
suddenly shy

in the face of this
life-defining moment.

Here, have some gold.

- Stop, stop.

Spill it.

- OK, um...

- Chastity Sneed, marry me,
and I will love you forever,

forsaking all others
for the rest of my life.

- Randy, OK.
- Oh, God, no.

I should not have just blurted
out a proposal like that.

OK.
I have to win your heart first.

- It's OK.
It's OK.

But I'm with Pete.
You--you know that.

- Yes, but I was hoping that
my heart and my millions

could help bridge
that great divide.

- Wait, millions?
- Yes.

Many millions, many, many,
many, many, many millions.

- Oh.

Well, have you thought of maybe
a sugar daddy situation?

- Ooh, a sugar daddy.
That sounds delicious.

What is that?

I would have to talk to Pete,
though, first.

- Oh, so I would not
have you exclusively?

- No.
- OK, yeah, I understand.

I will contemplate
this potential wrinkle

in our future together
while you speak to Peter.

- OK.
- OK, great.

And to be clear,
you do not want these gifts?

- I really do, actually.

But no.
No, no, no.

I, uh--you hang on
to them for now.

- OK, OK.
Wonderful.

- Just--girls, no.
- I'm so sorry, girls.

- Hi, did you look
at the files I sent?

- Yeah, briefly.
Seems like title fraud to me.

Just send me over everything
Mrs. Harper has

regarding the house, OK?

- Thanks. You're the best.
- OK.

- Don't move.

- Hey, this is
not a problem, OK?

I got my keys and my wallet
in my jacket pocket.

You can have them.
- I'm not here to rob you.

You're going to drop the
charges against Colin Burns.

- No, I'm--I'm not.

But before you
pull the trigger,

you should know that
my wife is a detective,

and she's also a sharpshooter.

- Oh, I'm not here
to threaten you, Wesley.

It's Sean Del Monte's world
we'll destroy.

That angel of a kid of his
turns into quite the devil

when daddy ain't around.

I'm talking ketamine,
coke, MDMA.

And we've got the video
to prove it.

So check your email
and drop the charges,

or we'll destroy
that kid's life.

Randy?

- Yeah, I'm leaving
Chastity's club.

My love story has
been hiccupped,

but I remain undaunted.

Oh.

Hello, potential new friends.

Is there something
I may assist you with?

- Randy, what's happening?

- Oh, I believe
I'm being robbed.

- Randy, I'm five blocks away.

Just give them what they want.

- So I should warn you,

I've been registered as
a lethal weapon in four states

and the territory of Guam.

OK, well, I've been told
to let you rob me,

but I do not believe that's
the right thing to do,

so you may begin.

- Crunchy.

- Hands.

On your back, let's go.

- I am sorry for hurting you,

but I did warn you
of my skill level, so...

- Let me guess.

You rolled in here and started
throwing the money around,

and they jumped you.

- Oh, that's correct, yes.

- All right,
so here's the problem.

This title looks legitimate.

That is your signature
handing over the property

to someone named
Priscilla Robins.

- You see, I knew there was
some kind of misunderstanding,

'cause Priscilla is my friend,

and she helped me put the house
into trust for my protection.

- And then,
how do you know Priscilla?

- Oh, this Facebook group,

We Love Old Houses.

People post pictures
of their homes,

and then everyone says
how lovely they are.

Well, Priscilla,
she DM'd me

and asked if I'd ever
considered putting my house

into trust now that
I have it paid off,

and it would protect me
from title theft.

- And she offered to do that
for you personally.

- Now, that's why I'm confused.

Because Priscilla brought the
documents over to me to sign,

so she's my witness.

- Mom, Priscilla--Priscilla
is not your witness, OK?

She's the trustee.

You signed the deed
over to her,

and she now owns your home,

and she is having you evicted.

Mom, did you even read this?

I'm sorry.

- Mom.
- Don't blame yourself, Ruth.

It's a mistake
any of us could make.

Hey, sorry to interrupt.

I need to steal my wife.

- What's going on?

- Something happened,
and I need to talk to my wife

about what I should do.

Not a cop, my wife.

- OK, cop me is in the drawer.

I'm--I'm covering
the Colin Burns

murder case for Del Monte,

and the Eastern Front
just leaned on me

to make the charges go away.

- If they threatened you,

cop me is coming out
of the drawer.

- Look,
they didn't threaten me,

but they have video

of Sean's son Logan
buying hardcore drugs.

- Don't show me.
I'll have to follow up.

Does Del Monte know
his kid is using?

- I can't imagine.

I mean, he thinks
he's a Boy Scout.

This--this is gonna wreck him.

- If you're asking me
should you pass along

this message from
the Eastern Front,

the answer is--is yes,

but not because Del Monte
is being extorted,

because his child
is in trouble

and he deserves
to hear that from a friend.

- Hm.

- You OK?
What are you doing?

- I'm holding Rodge
in my mind's eye,

letting his energy emanate,

and the perfect gift
will magically appear.

- OK.

Anything?
- A spice rack.

I'm the worst girlfriend
in the world.

- OK, well, I mean, you know,
let's not take it that far.

You know, Randy was right
about one thing.

- What?
Randy?

- You know, going to
a subject matter expert,

it's a--it's a smart move.

- Oh, you're saying
ask the boys

what a boy would want.
- Yes, I am.

- What's up?
- Hey, hi. This won't be long.

So it's Rodge's birthday,

and Celina needs help
picking out a gift,

and we were wondering what
a guy's perspective was.

- Good whisky and a cigar.

- It's for her
20-something boyfriend,

not her father-in-law.

- Well,
what's his love language?

- Uh, music, I guess.

I mean, he's written Celina,
like, a hundred songs.

- Great.
Write a song for him.

- OK, no, no, that is a big no.
The man's a professional.

You can't write a song
good enough to impress him.

- It don't have to be perfect,
just heartfelt.

- I can do heartfelt.
- Aw.

Well, do you play
an instrument?

- No.

- Let's just keep thinking,
maybe.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- We spoke with detectives
in the fraud department,

and Priscilla has been
on their radar for a while,

but they haven't been
able to prove anything

because the paperwork is legit.

- So I won't be
getting my house back?

- We are working on it.

But if we can catch Priscilla
engaging in a similar fraud,

then that would go
a long way with the courts.

- So we set a sting operation,

posting photos of my house,
on Priscilla's site.

- But how will that trap her?

She only targets
the elderly homeowners.

- Because we are going to use
a decoy to pose as the owner.

- Oh, hot damn.

This is gonna be so much fun.

- Hey.

- Hey, how's Randy?

- Oh, yeah, he's fine.
Thank you.

Yeah, he's writing up
a statement as we speak.

- Oh, good.

God, I feel awful.

This only happened because
he was trying to impress me.

- Yeah, I know.

He mentioned being
your confectionery paramour,

which I took to mean
sugar daddy.

- You think that's a bad idea?

- I think it's none
of my business,

but I just don't want
to see anybody get hurt.

- OK, well,
I don't know what to do.

Because I talked to Pete, and
he thinks it's a great idea,

and he wants me to ask Randy
for a Porsche.

- He's not even
the least bit jealous?

- Pete's very evolved.

Excuse me.
Watch where you're going.

Excuse me--
- Chastity?

- Hey!

Ow, no!

- Are you OK?
Chastity?

- I'll just be one minute.

Got a minute?

- What's up?
This about the Burns case?

- Not entirely.

It's also personal.

I was just approached by
a member of the Burns crew.

They want us to
drop the charges

or they're going
to release this video.

- What--is that Logan?
What is this?

What, are they following
my son now?

- My guess is one of
the dealers figured out

who his father was.

Did you know he was using?

- No, of course not.

He--he's a good kid.

You know,
he's always squared away.

He gets good grades.

Not that I've been
around lately.

I mean, what kind of
father doesn't know

that his son is this far gone?

- Look, addicts
have 100 tricks, OK?

You can't blame yourself.

The important point is,
you know now.

You can help him.

- How?

- I mean, first of all,

Logan has to check himself
into rehab.

And if it's just
simple possession,

he will get
a drug diversion program.

- Vivian would love that.

I mean, my bid for DA
would basically be over.

- I know.

- No, no, no, no.
OK, no, no, no.

I'll just--

OK, OK, what if Burns testifies
that he was drunk that night?

It was a basic bar brawl,
right?

It was about self-defense.

If he thought he was in danger,
if he fears for his life,

that's--that's
justifiable homicide.

- You're not seriously
considering that, are you?

- It's my son, Wes.

- If you give in,
they will keep coming back.

Trust me, I've been there.

The only way out is to take
away their bargaining chip.

- I understand that,
but if this video gets out,

that's the rest of his life.

It'll define him, you know?

It'll destroy him.

- I know.

But if you give in,
they will own you.

- $5 million for the safe
return of my girlfriend.

They called Chastity
my girlfriend.

- Son, focus.
- Right, yes.

If I don't send the money,
they will take her life

in the most depraved way
possible?

- I'll call in the tech guys.

So we'll get up
on your phone

so we're ready
for the next contact.

- I'm going to need
a list of everyone

who knows about your money.

- Oh, it's a short list.
I am highly discreet.

Oh, oh, thank goodness
you're here.

Hi.
- You must be Randy.

- Yes, Randy, hello.
- I'm Wolfgang Puck.

And thank you so much

for your amazing donation
to my charities.

- I'm sorry, are you catering
the hostage negotiations?

- Yes. His braised ribs
are to die for.

- All right,
where can we set up?

- The roll call,
I guess, the glass room.

- All right, let's go.

- Uh, what is happening?

- Randy has
a world-class chef

catering
the hostage negotiations.

- Actually, he will be
catering the celebration.

I have just paid the ransom.

Chastity will be
returned to me unharmed.

- You did what?

They're more likely to
kill her than give her back.

Tim's right.

You just made this
100 times worse.

- Oh, thank God.

OK, so they are not
going to kill her,

but they are going to
double the original ransom.

- OK, that is why
you never pay the ransom.

- I'm not paying another dime
until I see proof of life.

- You'll make them angry.

- The promise of your money
is the only thing

keeping her alive.

You hand it over to them,

she's just a witness
they need to silence.

- What?

- We should kill her
and take off.

We already got the 5 million.
- No.

This guy is good for more.

Look, you saw how fast
he paid us, right?

We make him
sweat it over tonight.

Then we give him proof
of life in the morning

when he's desperate.

- "We'll make contact in
the morning or we'll kill her.

Not sure which.
Stay tuned to find out."

- This is verruckt.

How am I going to survive
the night without

descending into madness?

- Oh, no, I can't--

Fine.

Randy, you can come home
with me.

Bailey and I
will keep you company.

- Thank you,
my second bestest friend.

- Come on.

- We are almost set up.

Where are you going?

- Oh, a slight change of plans.

Can you unset up and take
everything to this man's home?

- OK.
- Great.

I will email you
a MapQuest link.

- So let's review.

I am nowhere closer
getting a present for Rodge.

- And I am climbing the walls.

Because where the hell
are the test results?

Bradford, hi.

- Uh-oh, what'd I do?
- Nothing.

She's been white knuckling
all day

waiting for the sergeant's
list to be posted.

- Oh, you didn't hear?
- What? No.

What--what--
what did I not hear?

What?
- It got delayed.

It should be out by tomorrow.
I'm sorry.

I know it's hard to wait.
- No, this is fine.

One day, two days, a week,
what does it matter?

It's totally fine.
- Yep.

- Dinner's almost ready.
- Thanks.

Are you sure I can't help?

- It is all under control,
so just rest.

- I can tell you're
still angry with me.

- It's just that it is
a stressful situation, OK?

But it's gonna be fine.

I'm--I'm--
I'm dealing with it.

- I know I'm not
as strong as you are,

but you don't have to
treat me like a child.

- I'm not.
- Oh, yes, you are.

That woman conned me,

and it happens with
old people all the time.

- But this is not about
you being old, mom.

You have been like this
my whole life.

You trust everyone.
You let Dad walk all over you.

And you--you fall for
every sob story you hear.

- I happen to believe
most people are good.

- Well, I used to believe that,

and then I got out
into the real world

and realized that I was
completely underprepared.

I will not make that mistake
with my kids.

I will make sure
that they are safe

and that they know
what is out there.

- The guest room is made up

with warm milk
on the bedside table.

- Thank you.

You are the best best friend
and the best second best friend

a man could hope for.
- Of course.

And I know it's really scary,
but she's going to be OK.

- Yeah.

I don't know if you guys
know this about me,

but I get into trouble
quite often.

I know, I know.
Yes, no, but it's true.

I don't think things through.
I'm very impulsive.

You know, people are
always telling me, "Randy,

"you're so handsome
and brilliant,

but, you know,
you are not cautious enough."

But I didn't listen.

And now Chastity is in danger,

and it's because
of my foolishness.

- Well, it's not
entirely your fault,

and there's really not a
whole lot you can do tonight,

so you should get some rest,

and it'll feel more manageable
in the morning.

- Yes.

You are very wise,
like an owl in a cartoon.

- Hmm.
OK.

- Yes.

- Well, did you hear
back yet from Pete?

- Yeah, he was trying
to get on a plane,

but no surprises,
he's on a no-fly list,

so he's taking a bus.

- I'll tell you this.
Our lives are never boring.

- No, they are not.

John Nolan.

He did what?
- What's happening?

- You kidnapped the love
of my life, sweet Chastity,

so here is the ransom,

except you will never see
$1 of this money,

because no ransom will
ever be paid for her life.

Instead, I'm offering this
as a reward on your heads.

- Randy, what are you doing?

- Turning the tables.

- This will let us listen in

on your conversation
with Priscilla.

- Mija, I've seen
"The Sopranos."

I know what a wire is.

Hey, when's the last time
you had a manicure?

- Priscilla made contact?
- Last night.

- Oh, Emilia, you look so nice.
- Thank you.

It's my undercover outfit.
- Oh, you go, girl.

- Anyway, I set up
a meeting this morning

with Priscilla at my house.

My mom will pretend
to be interested

in putting it in a trust.

We need Priscilla lying on tape
about the paperwork.

- I know.

Otherwise, you can't
prove it's fraud.

I'm wearing a wire.

- Oh, like "The Sopranos."

- That's what I said.

- OK, uh, Mrs. Lopez,

are you sure
you want to do this?

- Do what?

Have a conversation with a
woman at my daughter's house?

- Mami, we just need to know
that you understand the risks.

- Listen, this puta
messes with my friend

and thinks I'm not gonna
do something about it?

Priscilla better hope that
she understands the risks.

- All right, let's do this.

- Hey.
Hey!

You tell your clients

they crossed the line
coming after my kid.

- Sean, I don't know--
- Shut up!

It is taking every ounce
of willpower I have

not to put you in
the hospital right now.

The DA's office
will not be dropping charges

against Colin Burns.

In fact, I'm gonna
make prosecuting

the Eastern Front
my own personal mission.

They're all going down.

Now get the hell
out of my face.

Walk.

- Hey.

Is everything OK?

- No.
No, it's not OK.

I just ruined my son's life.

- You had no choice.

- You know that doesn't
make it sting any less.

Look, I'm gonna be offline
for the rest of the day.

There's a bed open
at a rehab up in the Valley,

and they said if I get my son
there before noon, it's his.

So...

will you cover for me today?

- Yeah, of course.

- Thanks, Wes.

- Mami, say something
to test the microphone.

- All that money,
and you and Wesley

can't hire a cleaning lady.

You don't need to yell,

and we have one.

Well, the microphone works.

- It's show time, Mami.
Put your game face on.

- I never take it off.

You must be Priscilla.

- Yes.
- Come in.

Anything I can get you?
- No, thank you.

Wow, what a beautiful home.

- Well, it's not what
I would have done,

but I guess it works.

- Really, Mami?

- My husband, he made
all the design choices.

- Ah.
- Bless his soul.

- And so you own
the house outright?

- Oh, yes.
Paid it off last year.

- Oh, she's doing so well.

- It took me 32 years
and two jobs, but I did it.

- Oh, good for you.

So here is the paperwork
we discussed.

- Oh, I'm sorry,
I forgot my glasses.

Can you just explain to me
what this document says?

- Smart move, Emilia.

- So signing this will put
the house into a trust,

and what that will do is make
it so your family can forgo

the whole probate process
after you're gone,

saving them all kinds
of time and money

while they're still
mourning you.

- And I still get to live here
until I die?

- Of course.

There it is.

Oh, that must be my daughter.

- Oh, I--I didn't know
you were expecting company.

I'll get out of your hair.
- Oh, no, no, that's fine.

She wants to meet you.

- Hi, Priscilla.
Detective Angela Lopez, LAPD.

- You're under arrest
for fraud.

- Guy was driving down
Wilshire with an RPG

in the gun rack
of his pickup truck.

- This is the second nutjob
we've arrested this morning.

They all came to LA to collect
on Randy's crazy bounty.

- Which means there's
probably five times more

still out there.

- You need to get Randy
to call it off.

- Oh, I tried.

But Randy believes
the pressure will

force the kidnappers
to play ball,

and I don't know that
he's wrong, which is weird,

because, really,
Randy is so wrong.

- They made contact.

My pressure campaign,
it worked.

- Are we ready to trace it?

- Yeah, we'll mirror
their video on that monitor.

- OK, and--and I will stand
in front of this background

so they don't know where I am.

Ooh, places, everyone.

- They'll bounce a signal
around several IP addresses,

so keep them talking.
Got it?

- Yes, I'm Skip Tracer Randy.
I have the gift of the gab.

Hello.

Skip Tracer Randy here.

How--

- Hope you enjoyed your
little stunt last night.

The price has tripled.

- Fine, I don't care.

Just show me she's OK.

I want to know she's all right.

- She's fine.

You got one hour to send us
$15 million in Bitcoin,

or she'll stop being fine.

- I understand.

I will send as quickly
as I can.

Chastity, my love.

I don't understand.

- Was that long enough?

- No.
I'm sorry.

- What was that she was doing
at the end with her right hand?

- I think she signed something.

Can you--can you play it back?

Mall.

- It can't be
a functioning mall.

That place looked abandoned.

- I bet it's
the Stonefield Mall.

That place has been
shut down for a year.

Perfect place to go underground
with a hostage.

- Right.
- OK.

- Uh, you wait here.

We got this.

- You're doing
the right thing, buddy.

Listen to me.

I'm proud of you, Logan.

Your mom and I are going
to be with you every step

of the way, no matter what.

- Yeah, right.

But I'm thinking this is
a mistake, though, Pops,

because I don't
really have a problem.

I've just made
a few bad decisions,

but, uh, I could totally get
better on my own without rehab.

So I--
- Hey, hey.

No, no, no, no, no.
Listen to me.

We talked about this,
all right?

This place is going to
make you better, I promise.

You stay strong.
Keep your head in the game.

You're going to be fine, OK?
- OK.

- You got this.

Get down!

- Control, this is 7-Adam-19.

We hear gunshots
north of Sunset.

Stay in the car.

Stay down!

Let me see your hands!

Freeze!
- That is Sean Del Monte.

- Driver's down.
Passenger's on foot.

Logan, it's OK, buddy.
We're good.

- It's all right.
Come on, get out.

We're good.

Hey.

My son's been shot!
Get an ambulance!

- The second the money lands,
we drop the girl and take off.

The money's gonna be
automatically split up

into three fresh accounts,
one for each of us.

Then we go our separate ways.

- All right, we need
to establish a perimeter

while SWAT does
their initial recon.

- Get the full triage kit
ready in case it's bad.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Those have got to be
Randy's vigilantes.

They must have heard about our
operation on the police radio.

- Well, we gotta stop them.

They're gonna get
Chastity killed.

- Hey!

- Wait, is that--

- Oh, my God.

- Chastity?

You're kidding me.

How did you get away?

- Oh, they were too busy
patting themselves on the back

about being geniuses that
they totally forgot about me,

so I rescued myself.

- Yeah, you did.
- Where were they holding you?

- In the back of
an old department store,

mid mall, ground level.

There's three of them,
Ivan, Wayne, and Maddox.

- I'm so glad you're OK.

- Yeah, I'm fine.
Oh, how's Randy?

- He's worried sick.
Let's get you in the ambulance,

and I'll call him.
- Yeah.

This is now
a cleanup operation.

No friendlies left inside.
- Yes, sir.

- All right, let's do it.

- Why aren't we shooting them?

- Shooting policy is clear.

We need probable cause
they might commit a felony.

- And the machine guns on
their back don't give us that?

- No, it's not illegal
to make a citizen's arrest

nor to use reasonable force
to make that arrest.

That includes
using their weapons,

so shooting armed civilians
is not company policy.

- They are interfering
with police operations.

They come at us,
all bets are off.

- Target down.

- On your 6:00!

Police!
Get off the bike!

- Take cover!

- Cuff him, Boot.

- Jesus, let's get outta here.

You were supposed to
be watching her, man!

- Police, show me those hands!

- Whoa, whoa.
Go, go, go, go, go!

Go, go!

- Cuff that one too, Boot.

- Go left.
- Roger.

- It's over!

Clearly, you are trapped.

Otherwise you wouldn't be
hanging around to look at me,

which means you want
to get out of here,

you gotta go through me.

Now, you listen very carefully.

I have logged hundreds of hours
at the firing range,

and I am sighted
on your position,

which means if you decide
to fight your way out,

your chances of
getting shot are 100%.

So throw out your gun,

get on the ground,
arms and legs spread.

Do not move.

Control, suspect in custody.

Code 4.

I am not gonna lie,

I am super surprised
that worked.

- Hey, I came
as soon as I heard.

Is--is Logan--
- Yeah, he's gonna be OK.

Kristina's in there
with him now.

The bullet just
grazed his neck,

but if it had been a half
an inch to the right, you know?

- But it wasn't.
You protected him.

And now the LAPD
is gonna come down

on the Eastern Front
like an avalanche.

- Yeah.

Look, Wes, I'm dropping
out of the DA's race.

There's gonna be a press
conference in the morning.

I just wanted to give you
the heads up on that.

I think right now, I just need

to stay out of the spotlight,
you know?

- You're making
the right call, Sean.

- I know.

- You're a good dad.

- Thank you both
for everything.

- Oh, please, honestly,
you did all the work.

Very impressive.

Randy, you seem distracted.

- Yes, I'm trying to
remember the password

for my Bitcoin wallet.

- You forgot the password?
- Today was very stressful.

- All right.
- Snuffleupagus.

Chastity,
would it be possible

to remain your sugar daddy

without having
any actual sugar?

- No, I'm sorry.

- No, I completely understand.
In fact, I'm a bit relieved.

Being wealthy was highly
unenjoyable for my entire body.

Yes.

- Why don't we let her
get some rest?

- Oh, yes, of course.

Good news is I already paid
for Sergeant Bradford's

special thank you surprise,
so yippee-ki-yay.

- Bradford, you got someone
here to see you,

says he knows Randy.

- Perfect.

- Hey, Kiké Hernández.

- What?
I'm a huge fan.

I'm a--what are you
doing here?

- Some German guy paid
$100,000 to charity

for me to hang out with you
for a few hours.

I guess he wanted to thank you
for saving his girlfriend.

- OK, I take back
almost every awful thing

I ever said about the guy.

- Well, you got me
for the next three hours.

So what are we doing?

- I got a mitt in my truck.

- Uh, you want to play catch
like we're in "Field of Dreams"

or something?

- Uh, well, I mean,
yeah, if you don't mind.

I can probably get someone
to let you borrow a glove.

- Never leave home without one.
- Let's do it.

- Ooh, Leah is finally out.

Ooh, that child
is like you at night.

Don't want to miss a thing.

- Oh, believe me, I am aware

I am reaping my karmic reward
with that child.

And, Mom, I--I know
that I have been

hard on you
these last few days.

It's just that you and I see
the world very differently.

But that does not mean
that you are not strong.

It is a superpower to still
see the good in people

even after they have
taken advantage of you.

- Well, it's a certain
kind of superpower

to see all the darkness
and evil in the world

and choose to still try
to make a difference.

I admire that in you, Nyla.

- Thank you, Mom.

And I am grateful
that you are you.

- Mm.

- OK.

So I, um...

I wrote you a song
for your birthday.

- That's amazing.

How did I not know
you play guitar?

- I don't.

So it's gonna be rough,
like, really rough.

- OK.
- And it's in Spanish.

- It's already
my favorite song.

Ooh, uh--

Let me start all over again.
It's, um...

Sorry, I really tried.
And I just learned

these chords last night,
so it's not even finished.

- It's beautiful.

You're beautiful.

How about we
finish it together?

Maybe I can play it on tour.

- Wait, you're going on tour?

- Europe and Scandinavia
just got confirmed.

- That's--that's so exciting.

Are you playing in Paris?

Please tell me
you're playing in Paris

because I will
totally come visit.

- We will not be in Paris.

We will be in Kiruna.

It's a wonderfully charming
small town in Northern Sweden.

How does 19 hours
of daylight sound?

- Bright.

- Yeah.

I'm sure there will be other
cities with normal sunsets.

And we can figure out when
you're coming tomorrow.

But right now,
we have a song to finish.

So tell me about it.
What was it?

- It's, uh--well, it's, uh--
- Here first?

- Para.

I'm not finished.

- Checking the time
isn't gonna get

that list posted any faster.

- What is taking so long?

I mean, Grey should have
posted the list like--

like, minutes ago.

OK.
God.

- OK, you know this,
but it's gonna be OK,

no matter what
that piece of paper says.

- I really can't handle
that kind of blind optimism

from you right now.
I just really need to know.

Oh, my gosh, hi.

- Breathe, Chen.
- Yes, sorry.

Oh, my God.

I don't think I can look.

- Do you want me
to look for you?

- Yes.

No, um--

Yeah.
Yes, please.

Thank you.

- Lucy.
- Yeah?

- Look.

Typical A student.

Nervous you're gonna fail,

even when you're
top of the class.

- I did it.
- Of course, you did it.

- Congratulations, Chen.

You'll be able to use those
new credentials right away.

- What? A Sergeant position
is open here?

- On the night shift.
- Oh, that--that--

OK.
That's great.

Is it possible
to trade or any--?

- No.
- Yeah, that's--

- Again, congratulations,
Sergeant.

- Thank you, sir.

- Damn it.