All language subtitles for 9-1-1.S03E07

So Darius...

May tells me that you're not
going to college next fall.

No, Ms., uh, Ms. Grant.

Mrs. Nash.

Um, I'm taking a gap year

and then hopefully Stanford.

Stanford is a great school.

What do you plan on studying?

Well, both of my parents
are doctors...

What does one do in a gap year?

Bounce around Europe
with backpack and a rail pass?

Mom, be nice.

I'm not being nice?

No, you're being Grandma Bea.

So what kind of doctor
do you plan on being?

You know, just working with,
um...

Darius,
I didn't even go to college.

Wait, that's an option?

- No.
- No.

I'll get it.

Oh. Um, we should get going.

We don't want to miss
the movie.

Come on, Darius.

Wait, May, I thought the movie
started at 9:00.

Well, you know,
traffic and parking

and we need time

for the bathroom
and ticket booth and all that,

so we're probably already late.

Dinner was great.
Pleasure meeting you all.

Yes, I'll see you soon

at 11:30 when you drop
May off at the door.

At the door.

Okay, all right.

Have fun.

Elaine, hey.
What are you doing here?

I'm sorry
to bother you at home.

Didn't mean to interrupt
your dinner.

Oh, no, we just finished.

You want something?
Come on in.

No, no, um...

I had some unexpected
news today, and...

I didn't want you
to hear it from anyone else.

Okay.

We found the gun
that killed Emmett.

Athena?

Are...

are you sure?

Yeah, I had them check
and double-check

before I came here.

Who's Emmett?

I have no earthly idea.

Who's Emmett?

Uh, Emmett Washington.

He was my fiancé.

Found it
during a traffic stop.

Tomas Alma.
19.

Too young to be
Emmett's killer

and currently
not speaking to us.

Gun has probably gone through
a lot of hands since '91.

I'm putting a lot
of guys on this one.

You don't have to worry.

Look, I may have to take
a few days off.

I'm sorry if I stepped in it
the other night.

I didn't know that...

That I haven't talked
about Emmett in 20 years.

There's no way
you could've known.

Yeah.

If I hear anything,
I'll call next time.

Thanks.

Waste of time.

It's not a waste of time,
Athena.

We're opening ourselves
up to the world

of possibilities on offer.

Please. What kind of person
upends their whole life

because someone
handed them a flyer?

Cheryl.

Ladies,
can I interest you

in an exciting
career opportunity?

LAPD's looking for the best
and the brightest

to join our ranks,

and you three
seem like prime candidates.

Appreciate the sales pitch,

but we're already
on our career paths.

Lawyers and police are
all part of the same system.

We just get
to the bad guys first.

You seem cool,
but the only people folks

hate more than lawyers
are cops.

- Okay?
- At least we're paid better.

- That's right.
- True.

People only hate police

until they need us.

No, sometimes
they hate you after.

Let's go.

Wait.

I'm Emmett.

In case you decide
to give us another look.

Wouldn't mind giving him
another look.

- Wow.
- Hmm.

"Where's that soap
you put in the dishwasher?"

"Which dry cleaners
has my blue suit?"

I swear that phone
never stopped ringing.

Aww, Daddy's lost without you.

I can't believe he let you
come out here by yourself.

Well, he knew better than
to try to stop me.

It's been hard,
you so far away from home.

I am half a mind

to make your father
move out here

so we can see you more often.

You couldn't get Daddy here
for five days.

How you gonna get him here
for the rest of his life?

That's where you come in.

Grandbabies.

Mama.

We've talked about this.

I have to finish law school
and get a good job,

then I will find a good man,

and I will give you
grandbabies.

You do not get to shuffle
the order

because you're bored
in Florida.

Oh, Athena.
I didn't tell you.

Your daddy said Mrs. Kingston
passed away last night.

What?

She's you age.
What happened?

They're saying cancer,

but I think
it's more like heartbreak.

She never got over
losing that girl.

Did they ever find out
what happened to Tanya?

Who took her?

Not sure how hard they looked.

You know, Mrs. Kingston
went to that police station

every month begging for help,

searching for answers.

Maybe she has them now.

Well, the department's
goal is 20% female officers.

We're about halfway there.

10%?
Wait, wait, wait.

I'll be outnumbered
nine to one?

What? That's... talk about
sticking out in a crowd.

I imagine you'd stick out
in any crowd,

regardless
of the demographic makeup.

Well, now I'm starting
to wonder exactly

what you're trying
to recruit me for.

All right, all right, look.

I can spout off facts
and figures all night.

It'll be boring,
not to mention a terrible way

for you to decide
what to do with your life.

Yeah, well,
how did you figure it out?

Hang up the classifieds,
throw a dart?

Sixth grade.

Two narcotics detectives
came to my class.

They had a slide presentation
for us.

Reasons to join the LAPD?

Nope. Crime scene photos.

Pictures of people
who died because of drugs.

The way those guys talked
about our world, our community,

how broken it was,
it opened my eyes.

That's when I knew I had to do
something to make it better.

Quit law school
six weeks later.

Wow.

I had no idea.
I never even suspected it.

Athena,
you are good at these secrets.

Don't be mad.

You know,
you once told me

that it's the not knowing
that haunts us.

You were talking
about yourself.

Well, I've seen what comes
from living with ghosts,

the toll it takes.

I mean, the man who fired
that bullet

had already taken
so much from me.

I wasn't gonna let him
have the rest.

I just put all my grief,
my pain,

locked it in a box.

That's the only way
I knew how to move forward.

So how does it feel now?

Now that Pandora's
cracked open that box.

Feels more like I'm the one
who's cracked open.

I mean, I know they have
a million questions.

I'm just not ready
to answer them.

So that's why
you're here with me?

You're hiding.

I... I don't know
how to talk about...

him without talking
about what happened after him.

I mean,
I threw myself into my job.

Just focused all my efforts

on trying to make a difference,
you know?

In the world, the department,
my way of honoring him.

Okay, so...
you got the gun.

That's a big break
in the case, right?

Yeah.

Can you track it?

Well, technically,
I can't do anything.

I mean, everyone from
my captain to my husband

has made me promise
not to go near it.

Just let the detectives
do their jobs.

Athena.

You have never been one
to be hung up

on a technicality.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Thought you could use
a pick-me-up.

Thanks.

Yeah, I didn't get much sleep.

Me, either.

You've been keeping tabs
on the case?

Emmett was my partner.

Never sat right that
we couldn't solve it.

Wasn't much to go on.

Just a bullet and this guy.

I mean, I stared at him
so many nights,

I could probably
draw him from memory.

Oh.

I'm sorry.
You like it with sugar.

It's fine.
I'll be right back.

Ugh.

I gotta go
and pick up the kids.

I'll talk to you later.

- Yeah, okay.
- All right, thanks.

Hey, Athena, wait.

I know we've both been waiting
for this a long time...

but I promise you,
we're gonna find him.

Yes.

We will.

As for our new faces...

Carter,
you're with McCluskey.

Franklin,
you ride with Sanchez,

and, Morris, you're with...

Morris.
Okay, well, that's a typo.

Just... come and see me.
Okay, that's it.

Pool assignments
are on the board.

Don't get dead,
and don't dent my cars.

Go.

Hi, Officer McCluskey?

Hi, Athena Carter.
It's a pleasure to meet you.

No, it's not.
Look, for whatever reason,

I keep getting shouldered
with schooling you people.

Oh, hell.

No, I don't mean it like that,
so don't go there.

So you don't think
women can do the job?

I think you don't want to.

Or at least not for very long.

I've been doing this
for 28 years.

I've passed down my knowledge
to five female rookies,

all who fell in love,
got married,

and left the force
to have kids,

so I got...

what do you call it?

Abandonment issues.

Hmm.
I'm serious about this job,

so I'm happy to take any wisdom
you want to send my way,

but you should treat me the way
you would any other officer.

What the hell did I say
about my cars vis-à-vis dents?

Carter, do it again, I'm
putting you on hose-down duty.

So how was the first day?

I need you to turn around,
put your hands up now.

Finally,
I'm told the LAPD is on track

for the fewest number
of officer-involved shootings

since 1981.

Now, let's try not to shoot
anyone until the '90s, okay?

Ma, this is Athena.

It's a pleasure to meet you,
Mrs. Washington.

Emmett was right.
You are a beauty.

Hope you brought protection.

Ma'am?

From the girls at church.

When they see you
with my boy...

ooh.

Four, three, two, one.

Happy New Year!

So that happened.

Come on, after midnight's
when the real crazies come out.

I don't want to miss it.

You're just excited you get
to shoot people again.

Oh, that's right.
I forgot about that.

Damn, bitch.
Watch the cuffs!

Exercise your right
to be silent

before I force it on you.

McCluskey, we got another one
for processing.

Excuse me, prosecutor,

but I object.

This is not your sector.

But it is my collar.
You know Mack.

He doesn't believe in being
confined to sectors.

Yeah, but he sure knows
how to find primo crime scenes.

Emmett.

Escorting our wounded friend
to Mercy West. Meet me?

Right behind you,
Rick.

So you working Sunday?

No, I'm off.
Why?

You'll see.

Okay.

We better call the restaurant,

tell them that
we're gonna be late.

Or we could just stay in.

Order a pizza.

Where's the phone?

Found it.

This wasn't how
I thought it would go.

I had a whole speech planned.

I was gonna do it when
they brought out the tiramisu.

I love tiramisu.

I know.

So...

Athena Carter...

will you marry me?

Yes.

Yes.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Oh, my God,
I can't believe you said yes!

I'm back.

You forgot the sugar?
You played me.

I wanted to keep you
out of it.

Why? You don't think I want
a crack at this guy too?

Emmett was my best friend.

Whatever you're up to...

You can't be a part of it,
Rick.

Look, I don't know
what's gonna happen,

but there's a pretty
good chance

I'm gonna be out of a job
when it's done.

I'm not taking you
down with me.

I'm willing to take that risk.

I'm not.

Here.

This is everything we have
on Emmett's murder,

including background
on the gun's most recent owner.

I've highlighted some
interesting ATM withdrawals.

Hey, Bobby.

Rick.

What's going on?

Nothing.
Rick's just upset.

That you're investigating
Emmett's murder on your own?

The thing you told me
you were not gonna do?

Look, Athena, just talk to me.

I know what it's like
to lose someone.

I did not lose someone.

He was taken from me.

Now you may understand my pain,

but you do not
understand struggle.

I need to do this.

Bring his killer in?
On your own?

Oh, no one else
has gotten the job right.

Why not me?

I'm more than capable.

Well, there is a man
who has gotten away with murder

for almost 30 years.

You think he's gonna be happy

to see you show up
on his doorstep?

Don't much care
about his feelings.

No, I want you to care
about our safety.

There's no backup.

Nobody knows where you're going
or who you're talking to.

It's reckless, dangerous.

It's necessary.

He needs to pay
for what he's done.

And I need to make sure that
that happens.

I have to do this.
It has to be me.

- Why?
- Be...

Because I'm the reason
that Emmett was killed.

I'm the reason he's dead.

Wait, wait, wait,
hold on.

She didn't say anything else?

- Completely shut down.
- Oh, come on.

I know I shouldn't be
mad at her, but...

Wait, let me skip right
to the end, brother.

You should be.
We both should be.

Well, my hands
aren't clean here.

I've...

hid things too,
from a lot of people.

Which she knew before she even
walked down the aisle.

Look, we told her our secrets.

We spilled our guts, man.
And she told us nothing.

Well, she did forgive us.

Well,
I'm gonna forgive her, too,

right after I finish
this bottle.

Moved my things
into Harry's room.

Why'd you do that?

So you'd have a place
to sleep of this bottle.

A guest in my own damn house.

Hey, you know what, man?
I built this patio.

And you did a great job.

I know.
And you're welcome.

- Wait, still no word from Mom?
- No.

You know I could text her.

Say I'm in the hospital,
or something.

She'd come running.

Then kill us all.

- Yeah.
- She'd still come.

She's my mom.

Hey, May, can you keep
an eye on your dad?

I'll be right back.

Where you going?

Calling reinforcements.

12 Adam 30, we are Code 6.

I repeat, we are Code 6.

Out of car on investigation?

Except we're neither.

What central don't know
won't hurt 'em.

Okay,
so what are we looking for?

Him.
Police 101.

Follow the money.

How do you know
he bought it here?

The guy made multiple ATM
withdrawals to pay for it.

Last one?
From the ATM cross the street.

An hour later,
he's in his car with this gun

on his way to kill his boss.

How could I know
that would happen?

It's called a 10-day
waiting period.

I got a lot of friends
who can do me a lot of favors,

but I won't help you
if you don't help me.

Tell me where you got this gun.

Come on.

Couple came in
a couple of weeks back.

Said they found it
in the attic.

Name and address
is probably fake.

But the thumb print is real.

It's the girlfriend's.

Marianna Petrossian.

LAPD.
I'm looking for your boyfriend.

Which one?

The one who used
your fingerprint

to pawn a murder weapon
at Ray's Loan and Collateral.

Come on. Criminals are dumb.

They won't ever admit that.

I mean, they all think
they're geniuses.

Smarter than us for damn sure.

Sounds like you admire that.

I find it useful.

Always let them think
they have the upper hand.

Right until you take them down.

Modest little number.

Not your standard stock
and trade.

Where'd you get it?

Are you sure I did?

Because I have been having
quite the day.

The most recent owner led me
to a thumb print,

which got me to a girl
whose father bought it

from a co-worker
who took it in a divorce.

The ex-wife picked it up
at a gun show

from a dealer
who got it from a collector

who claimed he bought it
on the street.

Check this...
your street.

I did a favor for a single mom.

You're a detective?

LAPD, ma'am.

About the gun?

My ex gave it to me.

For protection.

I always kept it
in the gun safe.

I locked and unlocked
that thing a million times.

Be careful.

Never realized
the kids saw me doing it.

That they knew
the combination.

I just... I got rid of it.

Do you know where
your ex got it?

His cousin.

Maurizio.

I didn't get it from anyone.

I found it.

You found it?

Yeah. My first big job.

A motel.

I was prepping
one of the rooms.

Took off a vent cover, and...

Remember which motel?

They may still have records.

I doubt it.

It was the Crestview
on Crenshaw.

They tore that down
ten years ago.

Said they were building
a shopping center,

and they never did.

The lot's just dead.

Something smells good.

Mama?

Heard your life blew up again.

Hey, hey.

Don't be too hard on Bobby.

You worried about him?

That's new.

He showed more sense
than you ever have.

Calling me.

Admitting he needed help.

You can't help with this, Mama.

All these years
I respected your wishes.

I never spoke of Emmett.

Thought it would let you heal.

But you never did.

It sounds silly.

But I thought maybe if I could
find the man who killed him,

Emmett would finally
be at peace.

Baby.

He's been at peace for decades.

You're the one
still battling this.

It was not your fault.

He was there because of me,
Mama.

Because he loved you.

And you loved him.

Wherever he is now,
he knows what I know.

You would have taken
that bullet for him.

I just don't know
how to tell them.

I don't even know
where to begin.

Maybe you can start there.

So handsome.

The son I always wanted.

So I could've had
a completely different dad.

No. No, you couldn't.

You'd be a completely
different person.

You are who you are

because of your dad and me

and who we were
when we had you.

I have regrets about Emmett
and how he died, but...

I do not regret this family.

I love you all,

and I could not imagine
my life without you in it.

We all love you, too.

I'm sorry, Mom.

I wish we had known
about him sooner.

Hey, but we know now.

And we do not want you
to put this in a box

for another 30 years.

Go get your answers,
Athena.

We'll all be here
when you're done.

I really appreciate
your helping me with this.

I know it's a long shot.

Of course.

How long of a shot
are we talking about?

'91? We don't keep calls
that far back.

Uh, not the audio.

You know what?
We'll still have the logs.

Okay.

Wow, that is a lot of calls.

Can you filter by location?

Crestview Motel on Crenshaw.

Just under 2,000 calls
from '91 to '96.

2,000? I thought the motel
was in L.A.,

not a war zone.

Early '90s,

a little hard to tell
the difference sometimes.

Okay,
all I'm seeing here are date,

time, address, and some code.

How can we get
more information?

I put in a request.

They bring it up
from the warehouse.

Bring what up?

So do you want to start
at the beginning or the end?

Both.

We can meet in the middle.
Okay.

Athena, there were two calls
from the Crestview

on the same night
within an hour of each other.

February 17, 1991.

Does that date
mean something to you?

Yeah.

Uh, okay, 10:22 p.m.,
a noise complaint.

Report of a man screaming
and banging on the walls.

Caller didn't leave a name.

It was a low-priority call,

so I'm not sure
a unit was dispatched.

And then 11:14 p.m.,

call came
from the motel manager.

Overdose.

Uh, victim?

African-American male,
early 20s,

police and medical
were dispatched to the scene,

treated subject
for suspected heroin overdose

and hand lacerations.

- Did he...
- Transported to King General.

Alive.

I found him.

Hey, you think your mom
would be good

with that Chinese place
on Slauson,

or should I be
thinking fancier?

No, I'm sure that's fine.

Okay, I'll see you in 20.

Wait, no.
Uh...

I forgot to get cream
for Mama's coffee.

Could you stop by on your way
over and pick some up, please?

And rack up
some future son-in-law points?

Absolutely.

I'll see you soon.

That bought us some more time.

I'm not sure
we need it.

The fit is perfect.

Oh, he's a good man.

You're gonna have
a wonderful life together.

Emmett should've been here
by now.

Hello?

Yes, this is Athena Carter.

Athena?

Yeah.

I'm Elaine.

I'll, uh, walk you in.

Looks like
he walked into a robbery.

Wrong place,
wrong time.

I can have someone
drive you home.

No.

Someone needs to tell
his mother.

Boy, don't you open that door.

Get out of here.
Can I help you?

Sergeant Grant, LAPD.

Uh-oh.

Which one of my kids
is in trouble?

I work with at-risk kids.

I see a lot of you guys.

I figured that's why
you're here.

I'm here about the night
of February 17, 1991.

I remember when
the police released this.

I was panicked.

Convinced someone
would recognize me.

For months, I was terrified
to walk down the street.

I thought they'd send
more of you.

I'm not here for them.

I'm here for me.

You're her.

Officer Washington is survived
by his mother Tina...

and his fiancée Athena Carter.

Is that supposed to make me
feel better?

That you memorized
his damn obituary?

No. It just...

I wanted you to know
that I never forgot about him.

And I never forgot about
what I did that night.

Me neither.

You spent months afraid
you'd be recognized?

I spent years searching
every face I saw.

Wondering was that man the one?

Was his face the last thing
that Emmett saw before he died?

You have no idea what decades

of not knowing
does to a person.

I'm not here for your excuses
or your apologies.

I'm only here
for your knowledge.

What happened that night?

I was out of my mind.

I was consumed with no thought
beyond getting my next fix.

It seemed easy enough.

The store had money.
I had a gun.

But he was moving too slow,

and my brain
was moving too fast.

I didn't even remember
pulling the trigger.

He was dead before I knew

there was another person
in the store.

I woke up in the hospital
four nights later.

And that's when I found out
I had killed a cop.

I thought
they would come for me,

but they never did.

You could've
turned yourself in.

I told myself that God
had given me another chance.

And I took it.

I got clean,
and I went to church...

And I tried to live
a life of service.

I tried to live
a life in service.

For the life I took.

And I know this
don't mean much...

It doesn't mean anything.

He was trying to help someone,

and you killed him for it.

But you didn't take
just one life.

For his mother...

his friends, for me,
you were a wrecking ball,

tearing through our lives.

But we managed to put
the pieces back together.

But there will always
be cracks.

I'm sorry.

You claim you're a good man...

now.

But Emmett
was always a good man.

Oh, he believed
in second chances, too.

He'd be impressed
with the life you've built.

But you built it
on the back of a dead man,

and I, for one,
can't get past that.

You have carried my burden
for almost 30 years.

It's time you let me
take it back.

Oh, God.

Ooh.

Athena.

Ooh.

I talked to that
moving company today.

They're coming by tomorrow
to give us a quote.

Oh, my God.

What is this?

Traffic stop gone wrong.
Someone got it on video.

They're gonna kill him.

No. Reporters said he's alive.

I'm glad you're coming home.

I'd hate to have you out there.

I'm not.

I'm not going with you, Mama.

I'm staying here.
I'm going back to the job.

What are you talking about?

I joined the force
for a reason.

You joined for a man
who's dead.

Don't follow him
into the grave!

You have no idea who I am,
do you?

You're my daughter,

and you are not staying here
to be a part of that.

That is why
I need to stay here.

So there can be
more officers like me

and less like them.

What difference does that make?

Those cops...

they think they're doing
the right thing.

Someone needs to show them
that they are wrong.

You're a fool,
and I cannot allow you.

It is not your decision, Mama.

And it is not your business.

Okay.
We'll be there soon.

Can I help you?

Athena.

What are you doing here?

We made an arrest.

Oh, no, no.

Oh, baby.

- I found him.
- Good. I'm glad.

Hey, hey.
I've got you.

I've got you.

I've got you,
I've got you.