Original subtitles

♪ Step on into the sunshine ♪

♪ Take a walk in the clouds ♪

♪ We done seen enough time fly ♪

♪ What you worried about ♪

♪ ♪

Get me a double shot.

What's a red curb mean, Boot?

Absolutely no stopping, standing, or parking,

with the exception of transit buses, for any amount of time.

Good. Go educate that driver.

Yes, sir.

Excuse me, sir.

You can't park in the red zone.

Oh, I'll just be a minute.

I'm grabbing a coffee.

The length of time is irrelevant.

You need to move your vehicle now.

OK, so let me get this straight.

I can't park here for two seconds,

but it's OK for the police?

What's the issue?

You know, maybe if you want people to follow the rules,

you should lead by example.

Don't look at me.

It's your call.

Where'd you park, the moon?

[gasps]

The only spot was at, uh...

at the top of the hill.

All units, in progress 2-11 reported

at Fairfax Savings and Loans.

Requesting backup, Code 3.

That's why you don't let some

under-caffeinated civilian bully you into moving the shop.

- ♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪ - Code 3, Boot.

You better run!

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna win for you ♪

That's a jog!

♪ Like I know you want me to do ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ ♪

OK.

How do I look?

Uh, you look like you.

Yeah, but "Pennsylvania working stiff" me or "LAPD" me?

Um, I mean, I'm sorry, babe,

everything about you kind of screams cop.

Really?

Is this for Operation Ride a Bus?

Yes, yes.

Gotta love an election year.

I mean, crime on buses and trains

have been going up for three years.

But now, finally, the mayor is paying attention.

Well, if it helps you get into character,

we both might have to start riding the bus soon.

I've been diving back into adoption research,

and this website tells me the average cost

of adopting a child in California

is anywhere from 40,000...

- Dollars? - Yep, to $70,000.

And that's not even including all the expenses

that come once the child is actually ours...

child care, braces, piano lessons.

OK, well, let's... let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Yes, clearly, having a child is an expensive prospect,

but we both have good-paying jobs with pensions.

And do I regret spending all that money on a lemon

of a security system? Yes, definitely.

But we'll figure it out.

I mean, Lord knows, Sarah and I, we had some lean years,

but we managed to give Henry a great childhood.

And you and I will do the same.

Yes?

Yes.

I think maybe a hat.

[funky music]

Yes.

[inhales and exhales]

I didn't realize how much I'd missed that money.

5% is more than it sounds.

Look, I mean, it's not I'm broke.

I do have a very strict budget that I follow down to the cent,

but that's what was so great about that extra cash.

It was my self-care fund...

monthly massages, a cleaning lady, the occasional facial.

Why don't you take the TO exam,

make this promotion permanent?

There's one in a few weeks.

You'll have that 5% by next month.

OK, here's the thing.

I really don't want to get distracted

from focusing on studying for the sergeant's exam.

And besides, if I became a full-time TO,

then there is a chance that I would

have to train another rookie.

And... oof.

That is typically part of being a training officer.

Look, I know Ridley was, uh...

An anxiety-inducing nightmare that gave me the stress sweats?

I was gonna say tricky.

But look, the odds of you getting

another rookie who's a compulsive liar has

gotta be, like, 1 in 10, tops.

That is a horrifyingly high ratio.

[sighs]

I think I'd rather just focus on my peace of mind

and, you know, making sergeant.

Guess that means bye-bye, cleaning lady.

- Oh, what happened to Nancy? - Nothing.

All right, everyone, settle down.

We have a lot to cover this morning.

So I expect by now, everyone has

read the memo concerning the brass's new plan

to combat crime on the metro.

Each division is responsible for fielding a team

of plainclothes officers to ride a high-crime bus

or train line in an effort to curb the number

of incidents being reported.

Kicking things off from Mid-Wilshire

will be Officer Nolan and Juarez.

They'll be taking today's inaugural ride.

Please stand, you two.

[all whooping, cheering]

Take a good look at what they're wearing.

If you encounter them in the field,

they are to be treated like undercover officers.

After roll call, check in with detectives

Harper and Lopez.

They'll be running point and handling surveillance.

Chen and I will provide backup in a follow car.

Which means, Penn, you'll be riding with me.

Any questions?

Good.

Be safe out there.

Sir, I just want to say I appreciate you

for taking such a personal interest in my training.

I can't wait to see what you got.

But before then, this was left at reception for you.

Looks like you've been served.

I'm being sued?

It would seem so.

We'll deal with that later.

Go set up the shop.

Yes, sir.

All right.

Are you ready for today?

Whew, first real undercover assignment.

Are you kidding?

I spent all last night coming up with a backstory

for my cover identity.

Elisa is a student at Santa Monica College

studying Economics with a minor in Romance Languages.

I ride the bus to save money so that one day

I can transfer to my dream school, UC Santa Barbara.

Oh.

What about you?

Oh, uh, Jim is a contractor taking the bus

'cause his car's in the shop.

You're no fun.

I'm not gonna lie, I feel kind of jealous.

I mean, riding around on the bus sounds like way

more fun than riding around in the follow car...

no offense.

You're already a skilled undercover operative.

Juarez needs the practice.

You wanna be a sergeant, you gotta get used to supervising

from the sidelines.

In fact, why don't you practice being a sergeant today?

I'll let you call the shots.

Huh.

Wait, does that mean I get to drive?

Not a chance.

Thank you.

[upbeat music]

Surveillance techs got to the depot at 2:00 a.m.

to trick out the bus with extra cameras.

But these will give us a first-person view

so we can see what you see.

Picture looks good.

Man, this is

so freakin' cool.

Not that I like making Wesley's life any easier,

but the DA's office requested that you two do your best

and capture any incidents on camera.

We will be able to communicate using these.

All right.

Testing, testing.

How's my volume?

Loud and clear.

Chen's going to run you through our side of things.

Hey, guys, when you ID a suspect,

just give us a brief physical description and a heads-up

when they're getting off the bus.

Then Tim and I will come in and make the arrest.

Sounds straightforward enough.

So the goal is for you to maintain your cover.

So only intervene if you feel that your safety

or the safety of another passenger is at risk.

Let them handle the dirty work.

If there is an issue and you think you need help,

the distress signal is, "I think I missed my stop."

Cover IDs and tap cards.

By the way, what's with the hat?

Uh, Bailey said it made me look less like a cop.

It doesn't.

Maybe try slouching?

You made me a student ID and everything.

Yeah, we like to think of ourselves

as professionals here.

7-Adam-200, we are green and go.

Copy.

Let me know if you run into any issues.

Sir,

is there ever a scenario where a rookie might be given

special permission to take on another job

while still on probation?

I'm afraid that's out of the question.

We expect our rookies to give the field training

program their full attention.

I assume this has something to do with you

being served this morning?

Yes, sir.

You see, my ex's father lent me some money to help

me out after my injury.

But now that I'm no longer his future son-in-law...

They want their money back.

How much we talking?

About 10 grand.

You don't think you can ask them for more time?

I tried.

And then that envelope showed up.

Well, maybe I can ask the judge for more time.

No, you can't.

If you go to court and the judge rules against you,

the Department will consider you financially

vulnerable to corruption.

I'd have no choice but to wash you out.

Oh, I didn't know that.

Yeah, well...

let's see if your TO has any ideas.

Bradford, switch to channel 12.

What's up?

Penn needs to come up with 10 grand in a few weeks.

What would you advise him to do?

Rob a bank?

Timothy, don't be such an ass.

I'm being realistic.

Well, could you sell something?

The only thing I have of value is my car.

You mean your house?

Look, don't you have a championship ring?

Yeah, but that's not for sale.

Would it really be worth that much?

Not on its own, but it's memorabilia.

Collectors go nuts for that kind of stuff.

Yeah, but like I said, it's not on the table.

Unless you want to end up homeless or jobless,

maybe it should be.

Bus incoming.

Copy that.

Switching us back to channel 6.

Switching back.

Here we go.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Getting into position.

♪ ♪

Nolan and Juarez are in position.

Copy. Standing by.

When are you due?

Uh, next month.

Congratulations.

Being a parent... best thing in the world.

Even undercover, Nolan can't mind his own business.

You know he and Bailey are trying to adopt, right?

I think parenthood is on his mind.

Oh.

Well, now I do feel like an ass.

We got a pickpocket.

Second front-facing row, aisle seat,

guy reaching into the bag of the lady in the aisle.

I see him.

Asian male, mid-to late-20s,

blue hoodie, black pants.

Yeah, .320 batting average, 34 home runs, 99 RBIs.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

He's getting off now.

Stand by.

♪ ♪

Yeah, we see him.

♪ ♪

Showtime.

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

Hey.

Can I help you?

Yeah, yeah.

I didn't get a chance to read this last edition.

That's just, um...

Huh.

You don't look like a Miriam Goodwin.

All right.

Hands up against the car. You're under arrest.

[handcuffs clicking]

[brakes screeching]

[tense music]

Listen up!

[gasps]

There is a bomb in this bag.

Do exactly as we say, or everyone dies.

I think I missed my stop.

Nolan and Juarez, can you positively confirm

an explosive device?

Negative. It's inside a backpack.

Control, I have got an in-progress bus-jacking.

I need bomb squad and airship.

Today's your lucky day.

You better not miss your court date.

- Move. - Are you kidding...

Move.

[tense music]

[engine turning over]

[sirens wailing]

Sir, two men have just taken the bus Nolan

and Celina are on hostage.

Have they made any ransom demands?

Not yet, but they're claiming to have

an explosive device on board.

Notify bomb squad and let's get an escort for that bus.

Already on it.

And Lopez, tell Nolan and Juarez not

to make any moves unless someone's

life is in immediate danger.

[sirens wailing]

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

If you stop this bus, you die.

It's a red light!

[passengers murmuring]

[horns honking]

[tires squealing]

The bus just blew through a red light

going 50 miles an hour.

It's not stopping for anything.

[radio chatter]

[helicopter blades whirring]

♪ ♪

Where's the bag?

What bag?

With the stuff to cover the windows.

I thought you had it.

No, I'm carrying the bomb!

OK, OK.

Celina, what's going on up there?

[indistinct arguing]

Sounds like they're planning to black out the bus windows

to stop snipers from getting a clean shot.

I swear, sometimes I think Mom must

have dropped you on your head.

You're just stupid.

You think they're brothers?

So what are our orders?

Stand down unless someone is in imminent danger.

We're coming up on you now.

Get ready to switch vehicles.

Copy, pulling over.

♪ ♪

I'll run point from the van

while you lead the investigation.

Priority one, ID'ing these guys.

All right, screen grabs have already been sent

for facial recognition. - All right.

♪ ♪

What are we gonna do?

There's gotta be something else we can use.

OK. You, Grandpa,

give me your paper.

All right, listen up.

I'm passing pages around.

Take one and cover your window.

You wet it down to make it stick.

[sirens wailing]

Control, what's the ETA on our escort?

30 seconds out.

What's your name?

David.

- Yeah, you got a family, Dave? - Yeah.

You ever want to see them again,

you get this paper up on that window.

Here, let me.

[sirens wailing]

[motorcycle engine revving]

OK, Sergeant Chen, where do you wanna put us?

In the front.

Control, 7-Adam-100, be advised, we're moving

into lead position.

[helicopter blades whirring]

Hey, yo, scoot.

[sirens wailing]

Come on, Dave, scoot.

Listen up.

Anyone crosses this line gets a bullet in the head.

Uh, you, pregnant lady.

- Cassie. - Come here.

OK, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whatever it is you want, I can do it for you.

Nice try, buddy.

You think I'm falling for that? Sit down.

Tommy,

give them the pillowcase.

This nice pregnant lady is gonna pass this bag around.

Everyone put your phones and your wallets in.

Go get 'em, sweetheart.

It's gonna be all right.

You're not gonna ask for some kind of ransom?

You're doing all this just for the money in our wallets?

It's taken care of.

And it's for a whole lot more than this.

[sirens wailing]

Oh!

[gasping]

Hey, stay back.

She needs help.

I think I'm OK!

Hey, loverboy, you wanna help, you keep her quiet.

I think something's wrong.

It's OK. Come with me.

Come with me.

Just... just breathe and stay calm.

All right?

I'm sure it's just the stress.

OK?

Stay relaxed.

We just received a ransom demand via a 911 phone call.

Dispatch sent over a recording.

Patch it through.

911, do you need police, fire, or medical?

I have a bomb on an LA city bus.

You have three hours to transfer $100 million

from a crypto wallet that was seized by the FBI

from Cameron Tully.

Account information to follow.

Tully is an arms dealer who was picked up in a raid

last month.

I've got a call into my counterterrorism buddy

at the FBI to confirm the wallet's existence.

But Tully sold weapons to half the terrorist organizations

on the planet.

He definitely has that kind of money.

The crypto wallet is specific, though.

Suggests these guys have inside knowledge.

We've narrowed our search to Tully's known associates.

We'll let you know if we get an ID.

What about the ransom call?

Whose voice was that?

Could be a partner, or the call

could have been pre-recorded and triggered remotely.

We're working on tracking the signal.

Keep me posted.

All right.

$100 million.

You think the feds will miss 10 grand?

I think there's no chance they'll let a single cent

of that money go.

[sirens wailing]

Please, whatever you want, I can get it.

- Sit down. - No, really.

I work for the government.

I can call someone.

You must not be very important if you take the bus.

I was trying to be eco-friendly.

Sit down!

Sit down! [gunshot]

[panicked shouting]

[tense music]

I'm Officer Celina Juarez, LAPD.

And if you shoot me, you can forget the 100 million.

You'll never see the sun again.

If I don't get my money,

I'm dragging you to hell with me.

♪ ♪

Joel, help me.

You bitch!

Look what you did!

I didn't shoot him.

What am I gonna do?

What am I gonna do?

Anyone a doctor?

Please! He's dying!

- I'm trained in first aid. - Get up here!

If you need anything, I'll be right here. All right?

[tense music]

♪ ♪

God, he's gonna need a hospital.

No, you help him.

And if he dies, I'm taking all of you with him.

♪ ♪

[groans]

They're brothers, Joel and Tommy Howser,

both of them low-level muscle used by Tully's crew.

They have records, but nothing remotely

approaching this magnitude.

What about their bombmaking?

Definitely not.

Most of their arrests are for assault and battery.

They're leg-breakers, blunt instruments, not planners.

So they have a partner.

I'd say more like a puppet master.

These two sound like soldiers,

and soldiers like taking orders.

We tracked the ransom call.

It's being routed through a house on the east side.

We're headed there now to check it out.

I don't want you going in without SWAT.

They're en route.

We'll be careful.

- [groaning] - Stop!

You're hurting him!

If I don't put pressure on it, he'll bleed out.

Your brother needs a hospital.

I can negotiate his transfer.

No, no, no, no.

No one's getting off this bus until I get my money.

You wanna help negotiate?

Tell your people I need a doctor on this bus.

[line trilling]

911, do you need police...

This is Officer Celina Juarez, badge number 53397.

I need to be transferred to Lieutenant Grey.

Juarez?

Are you all right?

I'm... I'm fine, sir, but I have a seriously

injured man on board who requires

immediate medical attention...

My brother needs a doctor.

OK, what is his condition?

He's dying.

It sounds like he needs a hospital.

I swear, if one more person says the word "hospital,"

I'm gonna execute somebody.

All right, all right. No hospital.

Look, I might be able to arrange some medical supplies

to be delivered.

I want a doctor!

Do you hear me?

Or I blow up everyone on the bus.

I can't get a doctor this fast.

But I'm sending you the next best thing.

[dramatic music]

We'll get you as close as we can.

Grey said you're former military.

Active. Army Reserve, First Lieutenant.

Then you understand the risks.

[sirens wailing]

♪ ♪

Open the door.

♪ ♪

Go, go.

This is crazy.

♪ ♪

[gasping]

- Where's the patient? - Right here!

Not so fast. Not so fast.

Open the bag.

All right.

Thanks for coming.

I got here as fast as I could.

You sure did.

Every time I think I'm a badass,

Bailey suddenly shows up and says, "hold my beer."

Didn't you jump from a moving car

to help me a few months ago?

Yeah, but there wasn't a bomb on board.

You're right.

Totally lame.

[dog barking]

SWAT's delayed.

Something about helping Bailey get on the bus.

"For Sale" sign.

House looks unoccupied.

Wanna do a little recon while we wait?

I'll take the left side.

You take the right?

All right.

[alarm beeping]

Get down!

[rapid gunfire]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Can you see who shot at us?

No, but I have an idea.

Booby trap.

Gate must have been a tripwire.

[sirens wailing]

Clear.

- Are you all right? - Yeah, we're good.

Move in!

Move in!

You all right?

[helicopter blades whirring]

What's that in the road?

[engine revving]

If anybody's an asshole here, it's you.

[tires squealing]

Two cars get to make a left on red.

Says who? [horn honking]

Says literally every other driver in LA, dumbass!

Hey, hey!

You guys need to get out of the intersection.

Not until I call my insurance.

There is a bus coming, and it's not gonna stop.

Move your cars.

♪ ♪

[engine grinding]

It won't start!

Oh, my God.

Come on.

Hey!

Jeez.

We gotta stop.

There's an accident ahead.

No, you don't touch that brake until I tell you to.

You got it?

If we crash, the bomb could detonate.

Well, I guess I better hold on then.

[dramatic music]

Everyone, brace for impact!

[tense music]

Go, go, go, go.

♪ ♪

[all exhaling]

Whew!

[groans]

What's wrong?

I can't find a pulse.

[sirens wailing] - You said you would help him!

I stopped the bleeding.

He's lost too much blood.

He needs a hospital.

I'm sorry, Tom. I'm sorry.

- Clear. - Clear.

[sirens wailing]

He has a weak pulse.

Hey.

Just listen.

It doesn't have to go down like this.

Let us help him.

He doesn't have to die.

I need the money.

More than your brother?

It sounded so easy.

Had a bomb, no one would mess with us.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

Make the call.

[sirens wailing]

That was Harper.

The house where the ransom signal was coming from

was booby trapped.

Was anybody hurt?

Miraculously, no.

What'd I miss?

I think you were right about the puppet master.

Joel just said the job sounded easy.

7-Adam-200, I've got Officer Celina Juarez

on the line for you.

Patch her through.

Sir, the hijacker would like us to take

his brother to the hospital.

Smart man.

Joe Howser, this is Lieutenant Wade Grey of the LAPD.

We can help your brother, but I'm gonna need

something from you in return.

Release the hostages.

No way.

Then this conversation is over.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

If I release them, what's to stop you from killing me?

Son, you got a bomb strapped to your chest.

What's stopping you from killing everyone?

How many people on that bus?

20?

As a sign of good faith, you need to release 10.

I'll release five.

[screaming]

She needs to be one of them. Something could be wrong.

OK, you can have the pregnant lady and a few others,

including the cop.

And I want a plane.

Deal.

Good.

OK, here's how it's gonna go.

- Clear. - We're clear!

Around back.

[indistinct chatter]

SWAT found two more booby traps inside.

I called the realtor.

She said the house has been sitting on the market

for over a year.

Price has been cut twice.

Does she have a record of who's come to view it?

Better.

She uses a hidden camera when she shows it

as a safety precaution.

She's sending the footage over now.

Smart girl.

[phone rings]

Hey. How are you doing?

Uh, fine.

Just another one of my nine lives.

What's the situation on the bus?

Joel finally agreed to let us take his brother

to the hospital in exchange for releasing five of the hostages.

Finally, some not terrible news.

Any leads on the puppet master?

Joel all but confirmed that they're

working with someone else. - Not yet.

We're waiting on the security footage from the realtor.

If we're lucky, we might see the person who set up

the booby trap on camera.

Sir, we're almost there.

I gotta go.

Good luck.

I love you, brother.

You're not allowed to die.

Tell your people not to do anything stupid.

They won't if you don't.

[sirens wailing]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

All right, let us clear the hostages from the bus

before we move in.

♪ ♪

[helicopter blades whirring]

♪ ♪

Hey, you take care of my brother.

♪ ♪

[horn honks]

OK, we're clear.

Let's go.

[indistinct chatter]

[radio chatter]

- Ready? - [grunting]

Move him up.

Victim is a 27-year-old male.

GSW to the abdomen.

Pulse is weak and thready.

Hey, you were amazing.

You didn't panic.

You should be proud of how you handled yourself.

Control, 7-Adam-100.

All four hostages have been released.

Juarez is Code 4.

I hope Nolan's OK.

[phone beeps]

The realtor just sent the video over.

Am I crazy or is that...

[sirens wailing]

[phone ringing]

Lopez, you hear the good news?

We did.

Congratulations, but we might have a situation.

I sent over a screen grab of a woman who viewed

the booby-trapped house a month ago.

Tell me if you recognize her.

Isn't that the pregnant lady?

Where is she?

Where's the pregnant woman?

Being checked out by the EMTs.

Why?

Hey, who's treating the pregnant woman?

- I was. - Was?

Where is she?

I let her go.

She's perfectly healthy.

You didn't say we had to hold her.

All right, Harper and Lopez think the woman

known as Cassie wanted us to track

the ransom call to that house.

OK, I had no idea. She seemed so scared.

They're putting the footage through facial recognition

right now.

Where do you want us?

Grab any units we can spare and start driving a grid.

I mean, if she's on foot, she can't be far.

Well, I will contact taxis, rideshare,

see if anyone's picked up, uh, a young woman around here.

OK. Hey, how's Nolan?

Calmer than I would be.

Uh, yeah, I wanna talk to that lieutenant guy.

[sirens wailing]

Joel, your brother's on his way to the hospital.

He better be. And what about my plane?

Waiting for you at Whittier Airfield, just like you asked.

What about my money?

Hey, let's talk about the rest of the hostages first.

[phone beeps]

[dial tone droning]

He can't actually think he's walking away from this, right?

There's no telling what's going on in that man's head.

And what's gonna happen when he realizes

he's not getting the money?

Nothing good.

[sirens wailing]

We have snipers positioned around the airfield.

Drive faster.

I don't think we can wait that long.

This guy is losing it.

You're the one on the bus.

I'll leave it to your discretion.

If you have a shot, take it.

Copy that.

I said faster!

[tires squealing]

[grunting]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

LAPD. Don't move.

You can stop the bus.

[tires screeching]

[cheers and applause]

[siren whoops]

Grey, thank you.

Thanks.

The bomb's in the front seat, in the backpack.

Sir, you got more guts than you can hang on a fence.

Thank you.

Thanks.

How's the brother? - Touch and go.

They're rushing him to surgery.

OK, what about the pregnant lady, Cassie?

We got some things to catch up on.

Facial recognition came back.

Cassie's real name is Denise Summers.

We have units headed to her last known address,

and there's a BOLO out for her car, a 2022 blue Corolla.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[electronic beep]

♪ ♪

I still don't get it.

Why would she put herself on a bus with Tweedle Dumb

and Dumber holding a bomb,

and then bail before she even gets the money?

Maybe she wasn't after the money.

Yeah. What else could she want?

[electronic beeping]

[line trilling]

Is it done?

It's done. Took a while to transfer.

The file was huge.

I have it.

Good job.

I gotta hand it to you.

You were right about everything.

Even the hostage release happened about a half mile

from where you said.

The LAPD has a playbook.

Can I ask you a question?

As soon as that guy reports his ID stolen,

isn't the card useless?

I'm sure they can deactivate it remotely.

That card has got a lot more information on it

than just his login credentials.

He won't be thinking about his wallet or that card for hours.

And even when he does, it'll be police evidence.

No one will assume that it's been stolen to be data mined.

They'll just cancel it. Issue a new one.

[scoffs] Where the hell does this guy work?

You're being paid a lot of money to not ask that question.

Did you get rid of the wallet?

Doing it now.

♪ ♪

When can I expect the rest of my money?

[sirens wailing]

How the hell did they find me?

- I don't know. - [scoffs]

But remember, your money is contingent on your silence,

as is your child's life.

[phone beeps]

[sirens wailing]

Turn around. Stay right there.

Put your hands on your head.

♪ ♪

So how do you feel about your first day of sergeant practice?

I mean, I think I'm a natural.

I mean, ordering people around is one of your gifts.

I've never heard you complain.

That's... did that sound flirty?

I really didn't mean for it to.

Um... [sighs]

I don't mind.

No.

No, that was... it's unprofessional,

and we're just coworkers.

Right.

I mean, we're not just coworkers.

I... what I'm...

what am I trying to say right now?

No idea.

Look, I, uh...

OK.

I'm not seeing anyone right now or...

or looking to see anyone.

Me neither.

OK.

But, you know, boundaries.

- Yeah, super important. - Yeah, agreed.

'Cause... you know, I...

I still haven't totally forgiven you yet.

I know.

But when I do, maybe you can come and help me study.

I'm looking forward to it.

A bomb? On a bus?

That's pretty crazy.

And then when I didn't hear from you,

I decided to stop by the station.

Were you, uh...

I don't know... gonna text me at some point?

Why would I? We were nowhere near the bus.

Oh, yeah, just another day of boring detective work.

Right, and the machine gun house?

That was us.

Ah.

Look, if I called you every time I almost died,

my battery wouldn't last a day.

Thank you. I feel much better.

Listen, just do what James does.

Assume no news is good news.

Oh, so blissful ignorance.

The secret to a happy marriage.

- [chuckles] - That and, uh, food.

What's for dinner?

Um...

I didn't have a plan yet, but I can figure that out.

Do you want Chinese?

Sir, I want you to know I, uh...

I listed my ring on eBay.

I already got ten bids.

I'm sorry it had to come to that.

Well, thank you, sir.

But honestly, it's not as bad as I thought it would be.

You see, the ring is part of my past.

It's a past that I'm proud of.

But that's not where my heart is anymore.

All right. Good.

Policing is where your heart is.

- Oh, yes, sir. - Just making sure.

And barbecue.

Yeah, I've been doing a lot of cooking now

since moving to Shangri-La.

And I'm perfecting a new dry rub for my ribs.

Hmm.

There's no chance it's better than mine,

but, hey, it's good to have a hobby.

Is that a challenge?

You think you can take on the master?

- Name a time and place. - [laughs]

Come on.

♪ Can't you see it? ♪

♪ We're connected ♪

- Celina? - Hey.

I'm just trying to ground myself after,

you know, everything.

Adrenaline's still pumping.

It was, but after I heard you were off the bus, I just...

[exhales]

Why don't you go home and get some rest?

You... you've earned it.

Yeah.

Oh!

Sorry. I'm just happy you're safe.

Oh, come on, what's the worst that could have happened?

I mean, other than being blown up,

or torn to bits by shrapnel,

or burnt up to a... well,

maybe I should sit down.

- Oh, hey. - Hey.

Hey, did you finish interrogating the pregnant lady

or the pretend pregnant lady? - Yep.

And did she say anything actionable?

Nope.

So far, we have been unable to find any connection

between her and the hijackers.

And Joel stated that he had no idea she was even involved.

And do you believe him?

Unfortunately, yes.

OK, so what now?

The truth is, this case is entirely circumstantial.

Her lawyers are already putting pressure on the DA's office.

So if we can't find something concrete that connects her

to either the bus hijacking or the booby trapping

of the house, then we may have to let her go.

There's gotta be something we can charge her with.

I am open to ideas, because, unfortunately,

pretending to be pregnant is not a crime.

Oh, and I heard that Bailey made the news?

Can you tell her to leave a little glory for the rest of us

next time, please?

- I'll let her know. - Thank you.

Come on.

You know what's great for the adrenaline rush?

What?

- Ice cream. - Mmm.

♪ Don't you see it? ♪

♪ ♪

Hurry up! You're gonna miss it.

I'm coming.

It's not like you haven't been on the news before.

But it never gets old.

Here we are.

- [gasps] - Oh. Shh, shh, shh.

There's me.

Oh, ho, ho, ho.

OK.

That was outstanding.

We need to tape this.

Tape, like, on a VHS?

Whatever people do nowadays.

But we need to show our kid that their mom was a badass.

You know, I bet you I could get you the dashcam footage.

- Thank you. - Hmm.

Those, uh, social workers who are gonna come evaluate us,

do you think they'll think that's badass or reckless?

Badass.

For sure. - Mm.

Mm-hmm.

Let's watch it again.

♪ ♪

Like Keanu Reeves.

[giggles]

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

Damn it.