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Previously on The Rookie.

Don't puke on him.

This is not my first OD.

I had this girlfriend back in high school.

I found her after prom in a bathroom,

and four years ago, I was diagnosed with cancer.

Given our continued fallout from the mess

Monica in Blair London created,

Wesley Evers has been assigned here

to make sure we're flying right.

I'm supposed to work next to Angela Lopez

when all I can think about is how much I want to...

Malvado is a myth,

the criminal equivalent of the boogeyman.

Well, apparently, Southern Front hired him

to kill Jason.

We have the same goal.

All you have to do is leave,

and your problems go away.

I can't do that.

I know you like oat milk,

but the store was out, so I got almond.

I hope that's okay.

Mm-hmm.

Ah, hello, my beautiful wife.

Hey, just wanted to check in

and see how it's going with my newer replacement model.

Hi, Bailey.

Yeah, this lady's not a replacement.

She's, uh, bait.

And no one could replace you,

because you are awesome.

Now, is this really necessary?

We have U.S. Marshals watching the house 24-7,

and Jason is being hunted by a hitman.

Can I please come home?

Yeah, you can 100% come home

if you can look me in the eye

and tell me that Jason's not a relentless psychopath

who would risk everything to get back at you

for betraying him.

Okay, fine.

You win.

But I'm climbing the walls here.

No offense.

None taken.

I totally get it.

I mean, with Rachel here, it is a little snug.

Hey.

Oh, so have we had any movement on the mystery woman

that Jason is supposedly shacked up with?

No, but given Jason's history,

I would say she's probably the lonely wealthy type.

Yeah, which would give him the resources

to stay under the radar.

Okay.

Well, if I can't come home,

can you please pack up some of my things

and give them to Lucy?

I'll text you a list.

Yeah, of course.

And, uh, maybe a little later,

we can find some personal time.

There will be no personal time

until we're in our own bed.

I will have Jason caught by tonight.

Hey, I just want to reiterate,

I know what I did last week was wrong,

and I take no delight

in any of the public fanfare

around my hero moment.

That our hero moment

that we had together.

I just...

I fell out of my groove

with the whole

TO swap thing.

So I'm just...

I'm happy to be back with my OG.

Oh, God.

No one likes to suck up Ridley.

Let's go.

Yes, ma'am.

Anything you want to add to this sad mea culpa?

I'm not looking for any extra credit, sir.

I just want to be prepared as possible

for whatever the day hopes.

Preparation is only half the battle.

All I care about

is how you perform on the streets

when your adrenaline's high

and you want to be an action star.

Yes, sir.

I'll keep the wild horse locked in the stable, sir.

Check your phone on your own time, please.

Yes, ma'am.

Oh, wow.

They just keep coming in.

Okay.

Seriously.

What's going on right now?

I'm sorry.

I'm just...

I'm waiting on my test results to come in.

I'm a little bit paranoid.

Oh, that's right.

Well, um...

Did you get any news?

No.

These are just notifications

that my name's being mentioned somewhere online.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Sorry.

I'll put it away.

Okay.

They're good.

They're nice comments.

Airplane mode.

Right.

Hey, Mr. Evers.

Welcome back.

Hi.

Hi.

Sean.

Hey.

Just wanted to be here to welcome you back.

The office wasn't the same without you.

I mean, I'm glad to be back,

as is the entire Midwilshire Station.

Apparently they don't appreciate oversight.

Yeah.

Well, look, I'm sure you have a lot to catch up on,

but the district attorney election is right around the corner,

and I just wanted to be sure I could count on your endorsement.

Hmm.

Wesley.

Oh, you are aging backwards.

Oh.

I just wanted to say welcome back,

and make sure you're all squared pen-wise.

Oh, thank you.

Nice try, Vivian, but you're not going to buy your way to a win here.

Don't you find an insecure man such a turn-off?

I am light-years from insecure.

Hmm.

Anyway, I would love your endorsement.

Okay.

Okay.

Bye.

Okay.

You know, in my younger days,

she really would have gotten under my skin.

Right.

Definitely not now.

No.

Hey, Sean.

You have five minutes to talk about something

that's been eating away at the very core of who I am?

Well, that sounds like it's going to take longer than five minutes,

but, yeah, sure, okay.

Thanks.

You're really the only person I can talk to about this.

Um...

I heard something on the Blair London tapes

that has got me spinning.

I thought you turned in your final report on those.

No, I did.

Uh, it's not criminal.

It's...

You know Keith Graham from Mid-Wilshire?

Yeah, sure.

He's a great guy.

Annoyingly handsome.

I mean, he's a solid detective.

He was seeing Blair?

Yeah.

And during his sessions,

he revealed that he has recurring...

intimate dreams about Angela.

Yikes.

Yeah.

Well, look, you know that legally,

you cannot divulge any of that to her.

That's a violation of his privacy

and that puts the two of them

in an incredibly uncomfortable position.

I know.

But it's driving me crazy.

Why?

Wes, I...

You know, it seems to me

it comes down to how secure you are in your marriage.

He's definitely not the first guy to hit on your hot wife.

He certainly won't be the last.

Wait.

Did you?

I plead the fifth.

All right.

This is not gonna be easy.

When the CHP calls for mutual aid,

usually because things have gotten messy.

even for LA.

Now,

wrecks like these are all about problem solving and accuracy.

We have to be exact with every word in our reports.

Our measurements can't be off,

not even by an inch.

All right, this is not gonna be easy when the CHP calls for mutual aid,

usually because things have gotten messy, even for LA.

Now, wrecks like these are all about problem-solving and accuracy.

We have to be exact with every word in our reports.

Our measurements can't be off, not even by an inch.

That would mean a change in liability, and then a half-decent lawyer

could use that to discredit our entire investigation.

That's mildly terrifying.

Which is why I'm making you primary.

What?

It's your fears, Officer Juarez.

But I...

You can handle this.

Tell me you can handle this.

I-I can handle it.

I can handle it.

This gonna be as fun as putting socks on a rooster.

Come to Chippy's.

He's like 50 feet away. He for sure could've walked.

Afternoon. Thanks for the assist.

Where do you want us?

Given the circumstances, we think this should be an LAPD-led investigation.

No problem.

Where will CHP be stationed?

We'll be helping out at the off-ramp.

Oh.

Over in the shade.

We're leaving grateful citizens from bumper to bumper traffic.

That's nice.

We just want the freeways up and running as quickly as possible.

I told Juarez she's got primary on this.

Bold.

You either want to end her career right now or you honestly believe in her.

What do you want us to do?

Okay, well first thing first, we-we render safety and aid to all victims.

That means that our number one priority is just clearing a path for the next ambulance.

I gotta take this.

Yeah.

What's happening?

Were you able to get that stuff from Lucy?

She was gonna come by here at lunch and bring it to me.

You forgot.

Yeah, sorry.

This morning's been just a little chaotic.

But you stay put.

I promise.

I'll get it to you tonight or tomorrow at the latest.

Okay.

Yeah, stay safe.

I love you.

Love you too.

How far, Boop?

18.6 feet, sir.

Sure about that?

Positive, sir.

Ridley, how far?

Uh, 20...no, that's 20.1, 20.2.

It just keeps-it keeps moving.

Oh, I have to stand still.

Yeah, okay.

20.2.

Okay, that's right.

That's right.

Hey, what's next?

Okay, well now, I mean, now you take a million photos.

Just make sure you get the scene from every angle.

You search the cars for any open containers, alcohol, drugs.

If there's any indication that this is a DUI, that changes everything.

Okay.

Okay?

Okay.

Clue.

Well, hey, hey.

Did you get pictures from underneath the car and above as well?

No.

No.

No, sorry.

Sorry.

It's my bad.

No, listen.

I understand there's a lot going on right now, but I can't be holding your hand every step

of the way.

Yeah.

Yeah.

It's time to take the training wheels off there.

Really?

Can you just lay off?

You have no idea what anybody's going through, okay?

My girlfriend died in high school in a car accident, and this whole thing is bringing

up a lot of bad memories.

I'm sorry, dude.

I didn't know.

Just think next time before you speak, okay?

Officer Patton, you clear this car?

Yes, sir.

The driver was critical.

Went off in the first ambulance.

You didn't think to make note of this?

I'm sorry, sir.

I thought we were checking for beer cans, not firearms.

I mean, back home, every call you pull over, have a gun in the glove box.

Bag this, please.

Juarez?

Yes, sir?

What about this car?

Do we have any information on this driver?

Uh, no.

Nobody's talked to him yet, but it is registered to a Harrison Novak.

Officers!

Yes, sir.

Double time.

Coming.

You're right there.

This is the LAPD.

Is anyone in there?

We're gonna get you out.

Just hang on.

Please, please, please.

Oh, my God.

We need an ambulance!

I've never seen him before.

But he knew me.

He was waiting.

He called out Savannah, and when I turned, he sprayed me in the eyes with something.

It burned really bad.

Um, I tried to run, but, um, he hit me over the head, and the next thing I knew, I was tied up in the trunk.

We drove around forever.

It felt like hours.

And, uh, he was singing.

He kept replaying the same dumb pop songs, singing along at the top of his lungs without carrying the wound.

Well, you're safe now, okay?

And the good news is, we know who he is. Officers are kicking down his door as we speak.

Police!

Harrison Novak, we have a warrant for your arrest.

Ridley.

Police!

Oh you sure heard that?

It's going to be somed up for me.

Hause.

Miranda will come by.

Okay.

Claire!

Claire!

Claire!

Claire!

This place is giving me the creeps.

Feels like teenage girls live here, not a 40-year-old dude.

Get used to it. We're going to be here for a minute.

There's only property registered in his name.

We need to search every inch of this place.

So glove up, tear it apart.

Yes, sir.

How bad?

Physically, she should be okay.

Guy did not drop in public and kept in a trunk for hours.

Being a woman is consistently terrifying.

Then you have a daughter and it only gets worse.

Harrison Novak was arrested three years ago for burglary and assault.

He broke into a woman's home and choked her.

Seemed open and shut, but evidence was compromised

and the prosecution lost the case at trial to Novak's hotshot lawyer.

Who the hell was that?

Your husband.

Yeah, I recognize the case.

The cops screwed up the chain of evidence and I got him acquitted.

Why?

We found a girl in his trunk in pretty bad shape.

He's currently at large, so if you can give us anything, that might help.

I'll pull his file and get it to you ASAP.

Let me know if there's anything else I can do.

Thanks.

You remember the Harrison Novak case?

Uh, yeah, of course.

That's the only time I lost the trial.

Why?

Novak just abducted a woman.

Maybe not the first.

Well, that's not good.

For either of us.

Huh.

Hey, I'm sorry again for not reporting the gun,

but I did find out the owner had purchased illegally and it was registered.

That's not the point.

The cars are frequently broken into by criminals who do not have a license to carry.

A weapon not registered to them is a win for the criminal community.

Understood.

It won't happen again.

You know what?

I'm going to recommend you undergo additional training and testing all weekend,

plus an additional three hours a day for the next two weeks.

What? It was a simple mistake.

Look, if I can't trust you to clock loaded weapons in plain sight,

what else can't I trust you with?

What's wrong?

I lost her.

She left the apartment.

I got blocked in by a truck.

Hello?

Come on.

Come on.

She's ducking my call.

Well, you can track her phone, right?

She's headed towards Echo Park, the firehouse.

Punch it.

Oh, this guy is totally a psycho.

You wore his outside shoes right in the bedroom.

Wait, these things got to be caked in evidence, right?

Potentially.

Take a photo and then bag them.

Hey, Ridley, can I ask you a question about something from earlier?

Yeah, that's not really my favorite way to start a conversation, but sure.

A few weeks ago, you told me that your girlfriend overdosed.

And then earlier, I swear, I thought I heard you tell Miles that she died in a car accident.

Yeah.

Sorry, I should have made that more clear.

Sarah didn't actually die from the OD.

We got super lucky.

My friend's daddy's a doctor, and he came home just in time with some naloxone.

And then she died in a car accident?

No, that was a different girlfriend a year later.

Savannah wasn't a one-off.

I found this hidden in the hallway closet.

Oh, my God.

More victims.

Hello?

Hey, Counselor.

Harrison Novak.

You helped me out of a jam a few years ago?

Of course.

I'm just finishing up a meeting.

Can I call you right back?

That's okay.

I can hold.

I got time.

I've got Harrison Novak on the phone.

He wants me to represent him.

What's my ethical obligation here?

Do I have to tell him I'm no longer a defense attorney?

Uh, no, but as a prosecutor, the only thing you can't do is agree to represent him.

Other than that, you can tell him anything he needs to hear to keep him on the line.

Okay.

Angela, it's Del Monte.

I've got your husband here.

He's talking to Novak on his cell phone right now.

Hot damn.

Setting up a trace now.

Okay, I'm putting on speaker.

Wesley, just keep him talking as long as you can.

I'll mute my phone so we can listen.

All right, great.

I'm going over to him now.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

How can I help?

Yeah, no problems.

Look, I know you're a very busy guy, so I will skip the foreplay.

I was super impressed with how you handled my case back in the day, and I find myself

in a bit of fresh legal jeopardy.

How bad are we talking?

I don't like to use that word.

Bad.

So, judgy.

Good.

Bad.

Right.

Wrong.

Well, just choices and decisions repressed people use to keep more free-thinking individuals

in a box.

Right.

Well, I wasn't trying to judge.

I just need to know a little more of what I'm getting into before I commit.

Well, I can tell you this much.

Most people might not like what I do, who I am, but everyone inflicts and contributes

to some level of pain and suffering.

Might step on a bug or cook a steak.

Let's do my version of that.

Only on a bigger, more connected level with larger and more conscious animals.

Are you saying you've killed people?

Are you saying you're my lawyer?

Mr. Novak, I'm just trying to make sure we're both on the same page.

This is taking longer than I'd wanted, and I have a bit of a ticking clock problem.

I'd wanted to achieve so much more by the end of my story.

A certain number of accomplishments to make the world take notice.

So, now I find myself having to get into the volume business.

Wait, why don't we get together in person and discuss?

I gotta go.

But don't worry.

You'll probably see me later tonight on your TV.

Wait.

Ciao for now.

Please, tell me you got a location.

He's calling from Sorority Row.

He's gonna pull a Ted Bundy.

I'm sending every cop in the city, but I'm not sure we're gonna make it there in time.

Say a prayer.

Who is it?

I, uh, Melanie?

I think I have your package.

It got delivered to my place by mistake.

For you.

Thanks so much.

Police!

Police!

Step away!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Oh!

Oh!

Everybody okay?

If any of you ladies are looking to join the LAPD, I'd like to offer a letter of recommendation

written by me personally.

Ugh.

Get back.

This is a crime scene.

Let me through him with the DA's office.

I need to get in there.

I said back up!

Angela!

Hold on.

Angela!

Stand down!

He's allowed to be here.

Hey, what happened in there?

Please tell me no one's dead.

No one is dead.

In fact, he got his ass kicked.

Hey, it's okay.

You did good.

You're the reason we got this guy.

I'm also the reason that he's been free to kill innocent women for the past three years.

His actions are not your fault.

You were just doing your job.

Hey!

I thought you were too busy for me.

You changed your mind.

I'm not a defense lawyer anymore.

Prosecutor now.

Tricky!

That's how the cops got here so quick.

Yeah, you're lucky we did.

Those girls are about to kill you.

Get in.

We should get him back to the station as soon as possible.

He is a...

It's okay.

It's okay.

You did good.

You're the reason we got this guy.

I'm also the reason that he's been free to kill innocent women for the past three

years.

His actions are not your fault.

You were just doing your job.

Hey!

Thought you were too busy for me.

You changed your mind.

I'm not a defense lawyer anymore.

Prosecutor now.

Tricky!

That's how the cops got here so quick.

Yeah, you're lucky we did.

Those girls are about to kill you.

Get in.

We should get him back to the station as soon as possible.

He is a talker.

Yeah, go.

I'll be fine.

You sure?

Yeah.

Go.

Hm.

Go.

You are a nice.

It's the luck of the job, but it's all right.

You wouldn't be afraid.

We've got all of the joy...

Put your hands on the wheel.

I'm impressed.

Like I care.

Who are you?

Why are you following me?

Did Jason send you?

No, I'm the man hunting your ex-husband.

Malvado.

I'm not your enemy.

We want the same thing.

Jason dead.

You're a wanted man. I should call 9-1-1.

Go ahead.

Have me arrested.

And spend the rest of your life worrying about Jason.

Or you could let me go and never have to worry about him again.

May I?

This number cannot be traced.

But messages will get back to me.

If you hear of Jason's whereabouts, let me know.

And I will put an end to your nightmare.

Hey, you okay?

Hey, yeah, I'm fine.

What were you thinking?

Do you have any idea how dangerous this was?

Oh, look, my phone is ringing.

The idea was that you stay in the apartment.

All of a sudden I got marshals blowing up my phone telling me you've gone missing.

You almost gave me a heart attack.

Wait, how did the marshals know I left?

Are they tracking my phone?

We had a guy posted outside Lucy's apartment.

To spy on me?

To protect you.

In case Jason saw through the ruse and went after you there.

Can we get back in the shop, please?

Why didn't you tell me?

That's not the point.

What were you even doing down here in the first place?

It doesn't matter.

Before we get started, I'd like to get us on the same page as to how we speak to each

other.

I mean, we may have differing philosophies, but it doesn't mean we can't be cordial to

one another.

You don't make the rules here.

I think I kind of do.

I mean, you must have a lot of very distressed families who are desperate for answers.

And I am willing to tell you everything.

But I expect to be treated like a person, not a monster.

Sure, we can do that.

We will just listen.

Whatever you want to tell us.

These on?

Yes, you're being recorded.

It's not the killing.

You'd think it would be.

It's the least interesting part.

The anticipation.

The planning.

That puts wind in my sails.

The killing itself is more like eating, for me.

Necessary, but not as holistically stimulating as the lead-up.

Now, hunting my victims, really feeling their fear, that just fills me up.

When the killing's done, I tend to feel a little empty inside.

Lonely, even.

So then I have to do it again.

These are human beings you are talking about.

You don't feel any kind of remorse.

Do you feel remorse when you eat a burger?

What did you do with the bodies?

Buried them.

Where?

How about I show you?

All right, you can stay here till the end of shift, and then Lucy will be here to bring you back to her apartment.

I'm your wife, John. I don't work for you.

And in case you've forgotten, I literally spent the last three weeks doing tactical military training in Germany.

I don't need you to protect me.

Nolan, Novak gave up the location of his dump site.

You just on the way, I need you guys to meet him now.

Right, um, we'll finish this later.

Mm-hmm.

Promise.

Uh, would you watch her, please?

You're a grown-ass woman. I'm not babysitting you.

Hey.

Hey there.

If you really want to be shooting from the outside, I'm completely backlit.

And, no offense, but if you want to have an easy time selling this doc to Hulu or whatever, you want to see my face and not, uh, random cops.

Random cops.

It's what people actually care about.

There's something here.

Hey, we got something.

Thanks.

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Hey, we got something.

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Oh my god, all my kills are back there.

These aren't mine.

I'm gonna have nightmares about that burial site.

Shouldn't I be more hardened by now?

I should, right?

No, your empathy is your best quality.

Really? Best quality?

Well, there are certain others.

Best discussed in a non-professional setting.

Thanks for coming right over.

Yeah, of course.

You saw the bodies?

Yes, we didn't unwrap any of them for fear of compromising DNA evidence.

They're all being sent to our morgue facility downtown.

Give us the room, guys.

Hey, good to see you again.

Likewise, wish it was over at Cafe Americano, but here we are.

Hi, nice to see you.

Uh, who wants to start?

I will.

As I told Garza, it seems clear that we have a second serial killer at large.

Harrison Novak has been falling all over himself to take credit for his kills,

but he seemed genuinely shocked when we uncovered those bodies.

You think he knows who the second killer is?

Maybe, but it feels unlikely.

I agree with Nyla.

Novak seemed totally thrown by the bodies and worried that this killer would somehow overshadow him.

Okay, so what's our first step?

Mine is a thorough examination of all the victims, which will take days if not weeks.

In the short term, we need to try to figure out a connection between the two killers.

Well, let's say Harper's intuition is right and Novak doesn't know the identity of the second killer.

I mean, it can't be a coincidence that number two used the same green tarp to bury his victims.

He's clearly piggybacking off of Novak's burial site, right?

Which would indicate that killer number two is trying to hide his crimes inside Novak's.

Which is a complete opposite of Harrison Novak, a killer who's desperate for recognition.

How did number two know about the burial site? I mean, they must have crossed paths somewhere, right?

Theoretically, but without even the slightest hint of where to start looking, we're talking about an infinitely large haystack hiding a very small needle.

Hope I'm not interrupting, but I might have a smaller haystack for you to search.

I dug through my notes from the Harrison Novak case file. When we first met, he mentioned that he had spent some time in a psychiatric facility.

That wasn't in his file.

Well, he was 15. Voluntary admission, not criminal.

Which facility?

Westview?

Out in Chatsworth?

We've been there before. Director's a pill. We'll go talk to her. Do you mind expediting a warrant? She's not going to give us anything unless she has to.

Yeah, consider it done.

You do know not everyone suffering from mental illness is a serial killer.

Of course, but we did just arrest one and he was treated at this facility 15 years ago. So we're not just here because we heard how personable the staff is.

Okay, listen, we know that this is a sensitive subject, but most serial killers suffer from some sort of psychosis or antisocial personality disorder.

Nice! Which Psychology 101 book did you pull that from?

I'm about to put her in a different kind of hospital.

With all due respect, we just pulled more than a dozen bodies out of a field.

And now we have a court order for your patient records. Either you give us access to those records now or later, after you spent the weekend in jail.

Are you aware people suffering from mental illness are actually more likely to be victims of violent crime?

Yes, but that's not relevant at this moment. So are you going to give us the list of patients and staff who are here with Novak or not?

It'll take a while to assemble.

You have 12 hours. And we don't do grace periods.

I really thought you were going to hurt her there for a minute.

Me too. And you weren't exactly playing good cop either.

Whatever gets the job done.

What?

Satan Green Tarp, you want to go in?

As opposed to calling in 100 cops to do it for us?

No guts, no glory.

Control, this is Detective Lopez. Harper and I are code 6 on a follow-up at Westview Psychiatric Hospital.

Start up another unit in case we come across anything.

Copy that, Detective.

You ready?

Ready.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm just regretting my choice of footwear.

I can't believe they still have all this equipment.

You never know when the lobotomies will come back in style.

There's something written here.

Maybe from an old patient?

I feel like I've seen this movie before.

Yeah, but they didn't have guns.

Control, this situation is escalating. Attach a few more units. Code 3.

Copy, Detective.

I am starting to regret more than just my shoe choice.

No guts, no glory, remember?

It's not fair using my bravada against me.

Police!

Stop! Police!

Help me! He's coming back! You have to get me out of here. He's gonna get me out of here.

He's gonna kill us.

Are there others? Does he have someone else?

I don't know. Please!

He needs medical attention now.

Alright, go get him to safety. I got this gun.

You have to get me out of here, he's gonna kill us.

Are there others, does he have someone else?

I don't know, please.

He needs medical attention now.

All right, go get him to safety, I got this guy.

I don't know.

I don't know, I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please.

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telling me about how dirty all the needles were down there.

Probably for the best.

Any sign of our suspect?

No.

He clearly had an escape route.

Psych Hospital just sent the list of patients and employees.

It's a lot of names.

FBI is digging in.

How's the guy we pulled out of there?

Remi Dardan.

He's in rough shape.

Hopefully, he's stable enough in the morning to talk to us.

Uh, James will be here soon.

I didn't tell him what really happened, just that you suffered a minor injury on the job.

Thanks.

You want to talk about how scary that was?

Nope.

You want a hug?

No.

Yes.

Nolan, my office.

Yes, sir.

I got a call from Detroit PD.

They pulled Prince from a liquor store robbery last night.

Were they Pete's? They were Pete's, weren't they?

Jason Weilers.

Detroit, Michigan?

I ran a VICAP search.

There was another hit on Jason's prints two days before outside of Provo.

Looks like Mel Votto's got him spooked.

He's been heading east, getting as far away from L.A. as he can.

I'm a little surprised he picked survival over revenge, but I'll take it.

I gave Detroit PD your info. They'll call if they have anything more.

Thank you, sir.

Hold up. One more thing.

I've been overprotective, and if Bailey divorces me, no one will blame her.

If I'm in your shoes, I'm just as crazed.

But you have to live your lives.

Yes, sir.

Where do you think you're going?

Uh, home feels like the wrong answer, but I'm not sure why.

Sawed-off shotgun, dagger, nunchucks, AR-15, which two violate the same penal code?

We doing this now.

You need to know the law cold, no matter how tired you are, no matter how many of the things are going on.

Right.

Sawed-off shotgun and dagger. Violation of 1-2-0-2-0, possession of an illegal weapon.

What about nunchucks?

Formerly a violation of 1-2-0-2-0, but currently no violation at all.

They became legal in 2023.

Good. You're dismissed.

Sergeant, I appreciate it.

How hard you're on me and how dedicated you are at doing the job right.

And I swear I'm not kissing up.

Where I'm from, a lot of cops don't have that same love of diligence.

Some were transplants who had failed from other departments.

They didn't care the way that you do.

You know, I guess I really understand how much I had to learn.

So, thank you.

Dismissed.

Yes, sir.

I know that logically, intellectually, even legally, I'm not to blame for Novak's crimes, but...

Emotionally, I'm struggling.

Well, you're not a robot, Wes.

I mean, I would actually be more concerned if you felt nothing after all this.

But on the bright side, at least you've forgotten about the detective who has the hots for your wife, right?

Well, now I'm thinking about him.

Anyway.

What is this?

You're having a wake for Sean's political career.

Didn't invite me.

I made a sound only a bat could hear. I figured that would do the trick.

Oh.

It is so nice to see you retain your sense of humor given the end of your campaign.

Huh.

I mean, who would elect a DA who is so instrumental in letting a serial killer go free?

Okay, you and I both know that what happened is far more complicated than that.

Of course.

But voters don't do complicated.

You should withdraw before you get embarrassed at the polls.

Mm-hmm.

Really nice to have you back.

Mm-hmm.

She's lovely.

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Third down and three inside the 25-yard line.

Here's the snack.

And he hands off to number two with a...

Stay.

Hey.

Hey.

Um, how much do you trust the LAPD background checks?

I'm sorry, why are you at my door asking me that?

Come on.

Okay, so...

Seth told me that his high school girlfriend died of an OD, but then he told Miles that she died in a car accident.

I confronted him about it.

He covered it pretty well, said that they were different girlfriends, but I...

That...

That seems pretty unlikely.

I just can't shake this feeling that there's something off with him.

Look, our background checks are pretty invasive.

Andy would have had to pass a polygraph test, which we both know those are illuminating.

If he was hiding something, I think it would have come out.

You're right.

But you're still not satisfied.

No, I...

I'm sorry.

I...

Okay.

Oh!

Oh, my gosh.

Hey, go Joe.

You like a butt scratch?

I miss you.

Feelings mutual.

Look, I know it's late, and I don't have much in the way of food, but I could order something?

Um...

Oh.

No.

No.

I should, um...

I'm gonna go, and so have a good night.

You too.

Okay.

Okay.

All right.

Ow.

Okay.

I'm happy to come back whenever you need me.

I think, though, uh, we're all set.

Thanks for the offer.

I'm happy you're back.

Oh.

Thank you so much.

Yeah.

Alrighty.

Bye, guys.

Bye.

See you soon.

Bye.

I am sorry.

I am sorry for treating you like a damsel in distress when you are anything but.

You are strong, you are smart, and you are more than capable of handling yourself.

Sometimes it's just hard to figure out what kind of help you need from me.

Well, I knew you were coming from a good place.

I just...

In the future, I recommend asking instead of telling.

Agreed.

Let me try.

Would you care to spend some quality personal time with me in our quality personal bed?

Perfect.

I'm just gonna get us a water, you know, for after.

Excellent.

Hydrate.

Damn it.