All language subtitles for 9-1-1.S09E17.1080p.AV1.10bit-MeGusta

Previously on 911…

We need to move this.

LAFD! Is anyone… in there?

Detective Hooks. I'll try not to take up
too much more of your time.

You don't have any evidence
except for them.

- They can help you.
- Maybe we can help them.

Yeah, I think we might have
a real problem here.

Okay, guys. Everyone, we're going to use
our listening ears and our gentle hands.

Mila, the napkin is not to eat.

Can I have two cupcakes?

Everyone's getting one cupcake, Remi.

- But it's my birthday.
- And you are very special.

Uh, Theo, can you please
stop hitting your balloon?

Karate chop. Hi-yah!

Theo, do we need to pay a visit
to the Calm Down Corner again?

- No, thanks.
- Good.

Can you please come sit on the bench?

We're gonna sing "Happy Birthday"
to Remi, okay?

He's standing on a bench, not sitting.

Remi, can you tell everybody
how old you are?

- I'm four.
- Ah.

♪ Happy birthday to Remi
Happy birthday… ♪

Okay.

No! My birthday wish.

Looks like we're going to have to
celebrate Remi's birthday inside today.

Yay, I love it inside.

Ms. Wanda, my balloon!

I'm sorry, Theo.

Okay. Everyone, please grab your plates,
and let's go line up.

Oh, no.

Liam, why are you
taking off your shoe?

Come on.
Everybody, let's go. Let's get in line.

Everybody, let's go. Come on, inside.

Keep going. Thank you.
Go ahead. Go inside.

Oh, thank God.

He's up there.

Is that thing on?

Hear that hum? It's 34,000 volts.

Can't shut that off locally.

Why would anyone climb up there?

Bet it has something to do
with that balloon.

Oh, my God. He's gonna fall.

Ma'am, why don't we get you
to wait over here?

We don't want to have him
see you panic, okay?

We're gonna get him down, I promise.

Hey, buddy. Can you do me a favor?

Stay completely still
and don't touch any of those wires, okay?

Okay.

All right, Harry, Eddie,
let's get the rescue tarp in place.

Ravi, I want you to raise the ladder,
but stay away from the power lines.

- Do you understand?
- Yes, Cap.

Buck, get ready to turn on the charm.

Okay. Hey, buddy.

What's your name? Wait, is it Spider-Man?

No, it's Theo.

Theo. Hi, Theo. My name...

Your name is Mr. Poop.

Uh, yeah. Okay, sure, that works.

Hey, Theo, why don't you come over here
and be on my ladder with me.

No. I need my balloon.

You know, I figured you might say that.
So let me tell you what.

You come down with me,
and I'll get you a nice new balloon.

No. I need my balloon.

Is he arguing with him?

Never argue with a toddler.
You'll always lose.

Okay, okay, ho-hold still.

Uh…

I-I will get you ten balloons if you...

No, I need my balloon.

Okay, you can have whatever you want

if you just hold still and let me get you.

No!

Hey, Ravi, um, I need you to raise me up
to that balloon.

Chim, that's gonna put him
pretty close to the wires.

No, Buck cannot do that.
Buck, you cannot do that.

Cap, have you ever won
an argument with a toddler?

Okay, Theo. Here I go.

You stay right there.

Okay.

Yeah, keep it going.

All right, that's as close
as I can get you.

Yeah, I should be able
to reach it from here.

Uh, hey, Theo, you holding still?

Yeah.

Yeah? Good job. Keep it up.

Okay, Rav, take me back down.

Okay. You happy now, Theo?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Come over here a little, nice and easy.

I got you. I'm gonna tie this right here.

Thanks, Mr. Poop.

Okay. Yeah.

Okay, guys, this is Theo.

Theo, these are my friends.
That's Hen, and that's Eddie.

They're gonna make sure
you didn't hurt yourself.

Okay, nice and easy.

Eddie's got you.

All right,
your son's gonna be just fine, ma'am.

My son? No, he's not my son.

I was out power-walking
when I saw him up there.

I just called 911.

Well, who does he belong to?

Beats me.

Uh, hey. Hey, Theo.

What's your last name?

Spider-Man.

Hey, buddy, do you know where you live?

At home.

Where's home, honey?

Our house.

All right, Ravi,
why don't you check with Dispatch,

see if anybody in the area
has reported a missing toddler.

- Yeah.
- Hey, Theo,

have you ever been on a fire truck?

Fire truck!

- Fire…
- Uh…

All right.

- Uh-uh. Don't you dare.
- Okay.

Oh!

Didn't quite nail the dismount.

- Six out of ten.
- You know what?

I would give that a nine out of ten.
You're doing great.

I was just showing off.

I'm gonna need a nap when you leave.

You're recovering from a stroke, Sue.

You're making amazing progress.

Don has been on a mission.

He's got me doing puzzles
and knitting and paint-by-numbers.

He read about a therapy, we're doing it.

So, how's work?

Harder without you,
but we're making it through.

Oh. Well-phrased.
Noncommittal and low-pressure.

Yeah, I workshopped it
with Chimney at home.

I wanted you to know that we miss you,

but obviously
that there's no pressure to rush back.

I'm feeling zero pressure.

But 100% boredom.

Give me something.

Oh, um, okay.
Uh, Jody's finally ready to retire.

No, no, no, no.
Not any of the boring work stuff.

I want the hot goss.

So is Linda's mother-in-law
still living with 'em?

Oh, oh, did Terry's girlfriend ever come
back from her "sabbatical" in Costa Rica?

I-I don't know any of those things.

I haven't had a lot
of break room time recently.

It's been really busy, so…

Oh, that happened fast.

What happened?

The transition.

From coworker and colleague to supervisor.

You're management now.

No, I'm not. I'm... I'm me.

No, you're the boss,

which means nobody's going to
tell you anything anymore.

They don't see you as a friend any longer.

Okay, that feels harsh and not true.

It's part of the gig.
I remember when it happened to me.

It was weird at first,
but you get used to it.

Well, it's not gonna happen to me,
'cause I'm still one of them.

Okay.

Oh. Hey.

Athena, I didn't expect to see you here.

Yeah, Harry said y'all were rounding up
donations for folk at the hospital,

so I asked around the station.

- This is great.
- Thanks.

So, uh, how's the little boy?

He ate three cups of pudding,

did 12 laps around the building,

and begged to go down the fire pole
every time he sees it.

- You can't catch me!
- Okay.

So, have we, uh,
figured out who he is yet?

Well, the day care that he escaped from
finally figured out that he was missing.

Reported it.

His parents should be here soon
to pick him up, we hope.

Definitely got their hands full.

I remember that age.

- You guys miss it?
- No.

So, the migrants.

Is there anything else
that I can do to help?

No, it's just the legal stuff.

Visas, protective order.

How's that going?

About as slow as you'd expect.

The migrants are all getting connected
with RPB, the refugees.

Yeah, Program Bureau. I know it.

Yeah, the fastest track to resettlement
benefits, but real tricky to navigate.

They don't make it easy on purpose.

I mean, the detective who was working
the case said that he would help us,

but we haven't heard much since.

Well, who is he?

Maybe I can check in
and give him a subtle prod.

Uh, it's, uh, Detective Hooks.

- Ben Hooks?
- You know him?

- Great.
- Maybe you can put in a word?

Maybe more than one.

Buddy Buck.

Oh, yeah!

Oh, yeah. Yes, Captain.

- What do you think?
- Good.

Yeah? Nice.

- Can I take this off?
- You sure can.

You can't catch me.

- Want help?
- I got it.

- Okay. You wanna drive?
- Yeah.

Okay, show me. Show me how to drive.

Okay, what do you got? Yeah.

Okay. As fast as you can.

As fast as you can.

Hey, guys, the parents just pulled up.

Oh, hey, you hear that? Your mom
and dad are here to take you home.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Gotcha.

Do you see him?

Theo!

Mommy. Mommy.

- Hey.
- Oh!

- Oh, God.
- Oh, we were so worried, baby.

Thank God he's okay.

Buck, hey. Good to see you again, man.

Yeah. What has it been? Like, four years?

Yeah. Yeah, four years.

And Theo is your son.

Hey, Buck, do you want to make a donation?

I already did.

So Buck has a son?

Biological son.

His friends asked him
to be their sperm donor.

- Why?
- They couldn't have kids of their own.

No, I mean, like,
why did they choose Buck?

Because he's tall, handsome and a hero.

Yeah, but he's still Buck.

Probie's got a point.

Hi, LAFD.
We're looking for a man in a slide.

Just this way.

He signed a waiver, so if he's hurt
or anything, it's not on us.

- Okay, can you show us where he's at?
- Come with me.

So if you hadn't met Chris
until he was four,

think you would've recognized him?

You just described the first four years
of my kid's life.

But, no, there's no reason why
you should've known that it was your kid.

Not your kid. You know what I mean.

I can't believe it's been four years.

Am I a deadbeat donor?

You delivered a baby on your couch,

and you were willing to get involved.

It's not your fault they ghosted you.

Uh…

You ghosted them?

Look, the day he was born,
I held him in my arms,

and I knew if I stayed in his life,
it was gonna get messy.

You remember the beagle.

Fair point.

Did the waiver say his name?

Uh, Robin. Son's name is Skyler.

Let's just hope
this kid's not Buck's too.

Hey, bud.

This slide's not made for dads.

It most certainly is not.

So why don't we get you to hang
with this nice lady here

- while we help your dad?
- Let's go here.

Robin, LAFD. How we doing in here?

Not my finest moment.
Wanted my kid to think I was fun.

Does he hate me now?

No, he's just worried about you.

But the rest of these kids
are definitely gonna hate you.

So we're gonna get you out of there ASAP.
All right, guys, let's get in there.

So how did things end with them?

Uh, they want to go for dinner.
They say they want to catch up.

- It felt like code for something.
- So what'd you say?

I said I would let 'em know.

I don't know, it just feels weird.

You think I should say yes.

I mean, I probably would.

Although last time
they asked you to dinner,

they asked for your sperm.

- Oh, God.
- "Oh, God," what?

Connor and Kameron
want to have dinner with Buck.

Last time you broke bread
with those people, they wanted sperm.

- Who wants sperm?
- Connor and Kameron.

Okay, nobody has asked for sperm.

Maybe it's not sperm.

Maybe they just want a kidney
or something.

Guys, it's kinda hot in here.

So we're getting some complaints
from parents.

Can you guys stop saying "sperm"?

Yes.

I'm saying "Purple Rain" is a flex.

Not if you can pull it off.

It's a eight-minute power ballad,
and you hit every single note.

- Thank you.
- Hey, gang. We talking about karaoke?

Josh here thinks he's Prince.

You know, it has been so long
since I've been.

We should get a night on the books.

That'd be fun.

Next time, for sure.

- We better get back out there. Yeah.
- Yes.

"Next time." So you guys went.

You hate me.

No, no. I mean, it's not like you went
and did "I Got You Babe."

Okay. That's cool.

Linda made us do shots. I got revved up.

Yeah, no, it's no big deal.

- Who was Cher? You know what…
- It was Jamal.

Wow, I-I hope that he was very good.

God, Sue was right. I'm management.

You ever wish we'd invited her to karaoke?

You know what? I never thought about it.

It's not personal, Maddie.

Sometimes you just got to cut loose
about the boss.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Hey.
- Hi, Mr. Poop.

Hi, Theo.

Sorry, we had some trouble in the car.

It's no problem.
Dinner just came out the oven.

Hey, Theo, you don't like pizza, do you?

Pizza!

Theo, wait for your mom, sweetie.

- We will pay for anything he breaks.
- It's all good. Come on in.

You know,
I'm really glad we're doing this.

It's my fault.
Should have reached out much sooner.

Theo, no, no!

Do you have any knives in the house?
Because we should hide them.

Uh…

Hey, good stuff! Right, little dude? Yeah!

Theo inhales chocolate milk.

Just a man after my own heart.

- Sorry.
- Okay. Oh, oh.

- Theo, sweetie.
- No, no, here, just…

Wow. You really have
a lot of energy, don't you?

Yeah.

It's like he needs to live as much
as possible as fast as possible.

He even made birth an adventure.

I remember. He was perfect.

Thanks to you for delivering him,
and for your contribution.

Yeah, yeah, my pleasure. Anytime.

I mean, obviously not any…

You get it.

Destroy, pizza, destroy.

- Theo.
- You brought us so much joy.

I mean, we would do it again
in a heartbeat, right?

Uh…

What? Oh, no, no,
that was just a figure of speech.

We are so good with one.

Why mess with perfection, right?

- Theo!
- Theo.

- No, no. Okay, we are done.
- I will get more napkins.

Hey, you're probably gonna use a lot
of red, so I got you an extra marker.

Thanks, Mr. Poop.

You're welcome. Ah…

- Pro move.
- Yeah, we carry those on the rig.

- Hey, is he usually…
- A heat-seeking missile?

Uh, let's see. This week he ate a candle,
gave himself a haircut…

Gave me a haircut,

peed in a sandbox, jumped in a duck pond,

then on the way over here,
somehow opened his car door on the 405.

- I didn't know you could do that.
- Yeah, neither did we.

- Hey, is that me?
- Yeah.

It's so good. I love it.

Hey, thanks, Theo.

Thank you, buddy. That's really great.

I mean, he's such a sweet kid.

Aren't all boys impulsive?

You tell us.

We read all the books, tried time-out,
three different specialists.

No one will give us a straight answer.

Is this just his personality,
or is there some kind of diagnosis?

Oh, hey, listen,
you can't blame yourselves.

Oh, we don't.

Which is why we found a new specialist.

You.

Me?

This didn't come
from my end of the gene pool.

I'm sorry.
We just need a road map for this kid.

I know you did all sorts of tests
when you donated,

but I just feel like maybe
they didn't ask all the right questions.

Uh, yeah, yeah, sure.

- Fire away. I'm an open book.
- Oh, great. Okay.

Uh, did you ever
get kicked out of a school?

College.

Twice. But the second time was
just 'cause I didn't pay tuition.

Okay.

Spent the money on, uh, parties
and a motorcycle.

Ah.

Were you always reckless?

I mean, I broke a couple bones,

uh, legs, nose, ribs,

- both arms.
- Both?

Okay. Um, but it's not like
you were a criminal or anything.

No, no.

I mean, unless you count
forging your parents' signatures.

And I did steal the fire truck one time,
but, uh, I gave it right back.

Do you think maybe we could talk
to your mother then?

Look, I've known you a long time, Buck.

We're Theo's parents,
but there is no doubt that is your kid.

Uh, where is he?

Do you smell smoke?

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
- Oh, my God. Honey.

Come here.

I got it.

I think this belongs to you.

We are so, so sorry.

Thank you so much for having us.

- Okay, say goodbye.
- Bye, Mr. Poop.

Bye, Theo.

Okay. I have an announcement.

Look, I know that being a dispatcher
can be a thankless job.

It's like you can't catch a break, right?

But when you do get a break,
lunch is on me.

I got Rizzello's Deli.

I didn't know if we were, like,
salad people or sandwich people,

so I got a little bit of everything.

And not that I want you
to hang up on anyone,

but I do hear
that the pancetta is to die for.

- Maddie, that's too generous.
- Let's cut loose.

Thank you.

Is this payback?

You pick the day I start a juice cleanse
to drown us in hoagies?

You're not gonna to miss out.
I'm thinking about doing this once a week.

- Maddie Mondays.
- Maddie Mondays? Fun.

Well, I'm a fun boss.

You know you don't have to
buy our love, right?

You could just fire one of us
and make an example of them.

Ah, that's not really my style.

- Well, next week, I vote sushi.
- Ooh, noted.

What is going on?

I'm making bread.

What happened at dinner?

He broke a vase. He killed a plant.

He almost set fire to my kitchen.

And apparently this is him
on his best behavior.

I created a demon spawn,
and then I set him loose on my friends.

I should've seen this coming,
and I should've warned them off.

People can't tell
what a kid's gonna turn out like.

That's half the fun.

Well, this one is gonna grow
into a monster just like his old man.

Stop. You're not a monster.

I can't believe I'm gonna say this,
but you're not a bad person, Buck.

You're impulsive, sometimes dumb,

and usually
driving me up the freaking wall,

but you have a good heart.

And so does that kid.

Um, yeah, well, Connor and Kameron,
they just… they seemed so overwhelmed.

Parents get that way sometimes,
but they adore that kid,

and you gave them that.

So shake it off, make some more bread.

Pancetta was bomb. Thanks, Maddie.

You deserve it. Next week's sushi bar.

Well, you did it. You won hearts
and minds with free gabagool.

It's not bribery if everybody wins.

Maddie, sorry about the karaoke thing.

I thought it'd be kind of weird
with my friend taking charge,

but it's actually been kinda fun.

That means a lot. I know that we miss Sue.

I miss that woman like crazy,
but she never bought us lunch.

Hey, now.

Oh. Oh!

- Oh! Linda, are you okay?
- Mm-mmm.

Here, sit. Sit, sit, sit, Josh.

- Uh, uh, yes, ma'am. Units are en route.
- Okay.

- I'm so sorry.
- No, no, no. It's okay.

- Maddie, I think I need to leave early.
- Why?

- What?
- Oh, no.

God!

Move!

Where's the trash can?

- The pancetta.
- Who else ate it?

- Everybody but us.
- What?

Mother fell. I'm sending
an ambulance your way.

I need you to get outside to safety.
Firefighters are en route.

Ugh. Josh, we need another wastebasket.

If I look, I'm gonna hurl too.

Then don't look.

- Can you describe the pain?
- Could you tell me the cross street?

Does your daughter
have a history of asthma?

Is it possible you ate something bad?

Yeah. I'm familiar with the symptoms.

Maddie, what do we do?

We need help.

- Did we get everyone sorted?
- I couldn't find Matias.

Nurses thought he might be
in the cath lab.

- I'll check again before we leave.
- All right.

It fits.

Looks good.

Thank you, Eddie,
and you as well, Ms. Wilson.

Esteban, we've talked about this.
My friends call me Hen.

Well, there are more clothes
and toiletries in your backpack,

and we're still working on

getting some kind of cell phone
so you can stay in touch with people.

I don't know what to say, in any language.

I don't have the words for how…
grateful we are.

- We'll be sad to leave.
- We're working on that too, I promise.

There's some organizations
that we're talking to...

- Eddie.
- Immigration enforcement.

Everyone on this floor is in lockdown.

What the hell? Stay here, okay?

Any and all detainees
from last week's incident

should consider themselves
hereby discharged

and en route
to our local holding facility,

where you will be processed
for unlawful entry into the United States

and be deported.

Eddie Diaz, LAFD. What's going on?

We're taking these detainees
to a secure facility.

No, no, no, no, no.
These people have not been discharged yet.

They're still recovering from
their injuries, from smoke inhalation.

We can request medical assistance from the
detention center downtown, if necessary.

They're part of an open investigation.

Have you spoken with Detective Hooks
at Major Crimes? Does he know about this?

Look, the detective knows
exactly where to find them.

I assure you, they'll be secure.

You mean imprisoned.

Call it what you like.

Let's move 'em out.
Move, move. Keep going.

Okay.

Okay, Luke, you stay planted.
I'll send an intern with a sleeping bag.

That didn't sound promising.

I can have the best immigration lawyer
in California,

and I do,

but it's irrelevant
if ICE won't let him in the damn building.

They're locking your guy out.

They're keeping him waiting,
and by the time they get in,

Esteban and the rest could be moved.

Moved where?

Bigger detention center,
Adelanto, Otay Mesa. Dealer's choice.

I'm guessing your badge
can't get us in there?

They've denied US senators.
They won't care about LAPD.

These are human trafficking victims.
I mean, maybe they could care about that.

Listen, I can help with the T visas,
but to qualify,

you need to be a victim
and aid law enforcement.

But the problem is law enforcement
already interviewed them.

Ben Hooks,
he's a detective from Major Crimes.

Hooks? We talking lazy or incompetent?

No, more like smart and slippery.

Promised to set 'em up
with emergency housing.

Maybe he just did.

If there's any evidence linking
these folks to a trafficking ring,

Hooks is the only one outside custody
who knows it.

Not the only one.

Esteban said a box truck took him
to that apartment building, right?

I think one of the residents saw them
get dropped off.

They said that?

Not quite.

She called 911,
said there was a weird truck in the alley.

Hmm.

Did this woman leave a name?

Valley dispatchers,
thank you so much for coming.

Just have a seat,
and I'll brief you in a minute.

This is not contagious,
it's just food poisoning. Long story.

Bye, Maddie.

Jamal, I am so sorry.
Can I bring you some soup?

- Please don't.
- Okay.

- Take as long as you need.
- Yep.

- How are you?
- Terrible.

I am the least fun boss ever,
and I'm out $500 in sub sandwiches.

We're gonna leave a scorching Yelp review.

Why didn't I listen to Sue?

Because you have to make
your own mistakes.

Yeah, or I could just learn from somebody
who doesn't make any.

Oh, please. Sue has screwed up plenty.

When? Like, 40 years ago?

Try ten. You want to know why we stopped
inviting her to karaoke night?

Yeah, because she was the boss.

No, because she always sings
"Bohemian Rhapsody."

Wait, I didn't even know
that Sue could sing.

She can't, and it was so awkward.

You do not tell your supervisor
she can't carry a note.

I don't know what kind of boss I am,

- but I'm definitely not that kind of boss.
- And I forgot that.

You're Maddie.
You do not need to prove you're fun.

Come with us on the next karaoke night
just for old times' sake.

But I better not hear
one single "scaramouche" out of you.

That's really nice, but I'm not going.

But I thought that's what you wanted.

Me too. But you know what?

I think I'm the kind of boss
who just needs to keep her distance.

You gonna get that?

Yes, ma'am.

911. What's your emergency?

There's a boat about to fly off its hitch.
Pull over!

Oh, my God. Get in the other lane.

A boat?
Where exactly are you calling from?

The Sixth Street Bridge, downtown.
Heading east.

Okay, back off. Keep a safe distance.

I tried waving him down,
but jackass can't see me.

Sir?

118, be advised,
high-speed impact, car versus boat.

We know it's a pileup,
but I don't have a total victim count.

118 on scene.

I need another task force
and two additional RA units.

Buck, Harry, take the SUV.

Eddie, Ravi, you're on the wagon.

- Got it!
- Get it braced, cut the engine.

- Hen, start triage. Let's move.
- Copy that.

Okay, I got one in the front.
Sir, can you hear me?

- I'm okay.
- Okay. What about you, Harry?

I got one in the back.

Give me your hand. Feel good?

Yeah.

Nice job.

Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Steady, steady, steady, steady.

- Can you stand?
- Watch your step.

Here you go.

Let's go, let's go.
Let's get these doors open.

Let's get these people out.

Okay, Cap, where do you need me?

- What do we got?
- You need to stay back.

- What do you mean? Come on.
- No, Buck. Buck.

Eddie, stop. What are you doing?

Eddie, what are you doing? Come on.

Connor! Connor!

- Connor, Kameron! Hey, hey!
- Stop.

Chim, Chim, is Theo in there?
Is Theo in there?

Listen to me.
You cannot be part of this, okay?

Give them space. Let them work.

- Harry, get that door open.
- I'm going, Cap.

Theo! Theo!

Sergeant Grant.

- You have a minute?
- Detective Hooks.

I was just talking about you.

So I do have you to thank
for siccing a civil rights attorney on me.

Gabi isn't cramping your style
too much, is she?

Not at all. She's really quite charming.

Oh, good. 'Cause she's gonna get
those migrants out of detention

and put them on the witness stand,
where they belong.

Sergeant,

you are aware we are all
on the same team here, right?

I didn't tip off ICE.

You didn't exactly try to stop 'em either.

That's right, because if I shine
a spotlight on the migrants now,

I'm putting their lives at risk.

I am trying desperately to put together
a case here, but I have to tread lightly.

I'm sure you understand.

Have you interviewed any of the residents
from Torrey Street, Detective?

I've had my hands pretty full
interviewing 26 migrants.

Hmm. Well, I found the time.

Dessie Baker lives on the sixth floor,

says she saw our migrants
being unloaded from a box truck.

A box truck with the name
Crisper Produce on the side.

You ever heard of it?

I have not, but I bet
you're gonna tell me all about it.

Crisper Produce,
owned by the Huntview Group,

which also owns 7800 Torrey.

And all of them are under the umbrella
of Valdus Holdings,

which, you're gonna love this part,
is owned by...

Nikolay Caster.

Now, it's interesting that you knew that.

Sergeant, you've got me all wrong.

I know you think I'm trying
to protect Nikolay Caster.

Well, the last time
I brought you his name...

You got me curious. I looked into him.

Frankly, it's become a pet project.

You don't believe me.

I've got all of Valdus Holdings'
tax returns on my desk.

And, yes, Summit Towers, you were right.

He banked ten million,
which he turned right around

and poured directly into an obshchak.

- A what now?
- It's a mob treasury.

Are you familiar with the Russian bratva?

- Can't say that I am.
- Well, I am.

And I am about to make an arrest.

You're gonna arrest Nikolay Caster.

Still don't believe me.

I am raiding his house imminently.

Ride shotgun with me,

and we can take down
that son of a bitch together.

As what? Your partner?

More like a plus-one.

Last time, you solved my case for me.

Let me prove to you I can do my job.

Are you in?

Dr. Venture, 2185.
Dr. Venture, 2185.

Buck.

- Maddie, what are you doing here?
- Chimney called me.

- You didn't have to come down.
- I'm so sorry.

They were just at my house.

- I hadn't seen 'em in, like, four years.
- I know.

Is that him?

- Theo.
- Did he get hurt at all?

He's kind of indestructible.

Thank God for that.

He doesn't understand
what happened, Maddie.

I didn't know what to say.

It's okay. It's not your job.

Okay, so whose job is it?

Deidra's here.

She's amazing at this,
and she'll know how to handle things.

Yeah, they already set him up
in emergency placement with a family

till they can locate his next of kin.

Come on.

- Hi, Maddie. Great to see you.
- Yeah, you too.

Our car got smashed.

Yeah, I heard that.

What do you got there? Is that a robot?

Yeah.

- That's pretty cool.
- The lady gave it to me.

Oh, she did?
That-That's so nice of her.

Look, I just… I wanted to see

if you would mind
if I checked in on you sometimes,

just to see how you're doing.

Only if my dad says it's okay.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

- Say bye to Mr. Buck.
- Bye, Buck.

- Ready to go, Theo?
- Yeah.

- You talked to Buck?
- Yeah.

He said Theo's okay.
Deidra found him a place.

At least temporarily.

How did he sound?

Overwhelmed.

How about you?

I just keep on thinking about
the drive home after Shannon died.

Knowing I was going to have to tell my kid
his mom was never coming home.

I just kept on rehearsing it
so I'd be sure I'd get it right.

What'd you say to him?

No idea.

It's all a blur.

He was devastated. We both were.

At least he had me.

Deidra's gonna take care of Theo.

- He's in good hands.
- Is he?

I just feel like
every time I turn around lately,

there's someone
falling through the cracks.

Now Esteban, Inez, Hugo, Carlos.
They're all lost in the system.

I tried calling Gabi. Nothing there.

Okay, so I might have something
on that front.

I talked to Athena.

She didn't give me all the details,

but it seemed like
she may have some news soon.

What kind of news?

I'm wondering
if they're about to make an arrest.

All right.

You think I'm wrong?

I don't know, Pop.
I think you're maybe impatient sometimes.

Maybe you're too soft.

Anatoliy…

Nyet.

Get ready to breach.

- Go. Move.
- LAPD. Hands up.

Put your hands behind your back.

Hands up.

Move. Move, move, move.

LAPD! Drop the weapon.

It's just a butter knife.

Drop it anyway.

- Clear.
- Clear!

Gun!

I don't see a gun.

He must have dropped it when he went down.

Or maybe this is what he dropped.