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Previously on The Rookie. How's it going with Rod? Long distance is challenging.

But his European tour ends next week.

Is your cell phone on?

That's good that you have something.

Rita Sanchez, this is Bradley Worth. We work with the Democratic Party and we

want you to run for District Attorney. If you're not in 100% I'm in. Now you're

in the spotlight.

And you will stay there until I find a way to hang these murders around your

neck and lock you away forever.

I'm not moving to D.C. John?

No, I can't tear my life apart. Why are you blowing it all up like this? I'm

trying to save our marriage.

In real life, it was in jeopardy. Bailey.

I really don't see how

candles and crystals are going to improve my love life.

Rose Quartz will open your heart chakra and treat your emotional wounds.

Also, I'm picking up a black tourmaline crystal to protect Raj on his journey

home. Oh, so it's down the oak? Yes.

And I'm looking forward to a little, you know.

Is there a crystal for straight-up getting laid?

I mean, there are some pretty frisky gemstones.

Mostly a crystal store. It's just a very calm and healing place.

$500 for love spells that didn't work. With that attitude, I'm not surprised.

Negativity is toxic. Give me my money back, or I'm going to slap the taste out

of your mouth. Sir, let's dial it back. Try it, and I'll curse you. Go ahead,

you crazy witch.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, there's nothing.

All right, come on, buddy. I'm a cop.

I'm telling you it's time to go.

Sir, she stole $500 from me. Come on.

Hey, remember eight weeks ago when I bought the perfect

Valentine's Day gift for Tim?

Oh, you mean eight weeks ago when I started my morning commute?

Seriously, how is it possible that L.A. traffic keeps getting worse?

I don't know. Blame car culture or inadequate mass transit. Hey, but let's

focus back on the baseball autograph by Fernando Valenzuela that I bought Tim

and which I hid so well and now cannot find.

How is that possible?

I don't know. I think I re-hid it after a few tequilas.

What do I do?

I feel like you've probably gotten something amazing.

Hey, can I call you back? Sure. I will just be here, ripping up the floorboard.

I will still be in traffic.

Hey. Hey, sis.

I need your help. Let me guess. You forgot to buy Lucy a Valentine's Day

present. No. I ordered one months ago. That full Korean skincare line that she

loves. That's amazing.

What's the problem? It never came. And they're not responding to my email, so I

need a last-minute present. What about jewelry?

That's so cliche. I wanted to get her something special.

You're cute.

Hey.

Hey. Morning.

Coffee. Thank you.

Happy Valentine's Day. Happy Valentine's Day.

We're not doing presents right now, though, right? We're doing it tonight,

right? No, tonight.

After the fundraiser. Oh, yeah. Okay, good. You are going to love what I got

you.

Thank you.

What happened to your face?

Oh, an accident.

Yesterday at the Christmas shop.

Although Selena thinks it's a curse.

I don't believe in that kind of thing.

He's the idiot that deployed pepper spray.

Officer Petzer.

Something about a curse?

Enough said.

By the way, I can't believe he volunteered to host Wesley's fundraiser.

Oh, yeah, well, Bailey's on ship the whole week at the firehouse. We're going

through a bit of a rough patch. I thought, why not mask my Valentine's

misery with a hundred wealthy strangers and a dozen middle-class friends?

Smart. I'm assuming the move to D.C. is causing the strife. Yeah, and I've been

trying to come up with a solution that would make both of us happy, but, you

know, marriage is about compromise.

Not always.

Sometimes it's about one person making a sacrifice for the other.

I did it when Dominique was born and I chose to stay home.

Now that I'm back to work, Wade is clearly having a hard time with the time

commitment of my new career.

I never see her. It's like I'm a bachelor without the fun of being

single. I was hoping you would tell me it wasn't so bad. Hey, I love my wife

and I support her just like you support Bailey.

100%. But do I like falling asleep every night waiting for her to come home from

work? Are canceling plans because she called an extra shift? No, I do not.

Still, she's happy.

If she's happy, then I'm happy. Sounds like it.

I'm happy.

Yes, sir. Thank you for your perspective.

What about a watch for Tim's present?

Does this Tim need a watch?

No. But he didn't even find baseball either.

It was instinct.

You know, I mean, I saw the curse coming, and I just, like, hid. Behind

miles. I know, I know.

My job is to run towards danger, not use my partner for cover.

I mean, how can I say I'm fit to be a cop when I'm clearly a coward?

You... Helena, you are not a coward, and curses, they're not real.

So just... You know, cut yourself a little bit of slack, okay? I think it's

going to be okay.

Sir, I need to search you. Is there anything sharp in your pockets that

could stick me?

Nope.

Be careful of the spider.

Ow! Ow! What the hell? What's wrong with you, man?

I like spider.

Okay. Sir, any more surprises in your pockets?

No, just the spiders. Okay, we'll finish this search at the same time. Jump in,

watch your head.

Okay. Yeah.

Yeah, just have one of those days.

No need to think it's confirmation of the curse.

Weird stuff happens all the time on the job. Oh, 100%. But maybe you should take

an Uber back to the station, just for my safety.

Call it in.

Lasser murdered ten people. They all deserve justice.

Look, I agree, but we both live in the real world where our first priority is

taking the strongest case to trial, the one we know we can win. Okay, so you're

just dumping Remy Darden. No.

No, but for now, I have to hold back on prosecuting Glasser for Remy's murder.

Look, the DNA buffet that Glasser created to contaminate his killing floor

ruined any chance of using forensic evidence. Now, if you could have

identified him in the basement, then... Yeah, but I couldn't.

Neither of us thinks that I should have lied about that. Of course not, but it

makes the path to conviction more difficult, which is why I need to be

mercenary and only prosecuting Glasser for what I can prove to a jury.

Hope you told his dad yet, because if he calls you as much as he calls me to

check in... Look, I haven't, but I will right after the deposition.

Is there anything I should be thinking of going in?

Well, given the obstacles, the DNA issues, the other serial killer, the

Patsy the glasser used, you need to be perfect.

Great.

No pressure.

You know, putting out fires is our job. I'm going to have to report you for a

union violation.

So, any idea who set this one on fire?

Nope. Witnesses say the swan was floating alone on a lake when it

ignited. They never saw anyone aboard.

Gasoline and laundry detergent.

Basically napalm. This was set by a pro using a mechanism to delay the ignition.

Here it is.

He placed a lit cigarette between the coils, covered the boat in napalm, and

set it out on the lake.

The arsonist has about five minutes to clear it.

You want to know what makes this even more interesting? Our first call this

morning was a fire at the Siegfried dry cleaners with a coil that looked just

like the swan in Siegfried. That cannot just be a coincidence.

I'm not seeing the connection.

Ah, the story of Swan Lake.

The lovers were Odette and Siegfried.

What? We have culture in Texas.

So, we are looking for a serial arsonist who loves the ballet.

Why don't you see if you can get this? Security camera footage from the

boathouse. We'll see if anybody has a video on their cell phone. Yes, sir.

Oh.

Happy Valentine's Day?

I guess that depends on your definition of happy.

Right.

Why don't I meet you at the station and lend my arts and expertise to your

investigation? Sounds good.

Hey, I'm almost home. I'm just a flight and a layover and a flight away.

Yay! Maybe we could have dinner tomorrow. I mean, if you're not too

tired, and if you don't mind having a meal with a coward. Are you kidding? The

whole reason I booked this planes, trains, and automobiles as a return trip

is so I could get back to you as quickly as possible.

Translation, estoy tan emocionado de verte.

Aw, well then, hurry up and get trans back here.

Yes, ma'am. See you soon.

Bye.

Ah, me.

Clearly the curse did not get on you. Please help! I need help!

Are you all right?

A witch! She put a curse on me!

Oh, my God.

I was there.

What happened to you?

It all started this morning when I slipped in the shower and I chipped my

tooth. I took a ceiling fan to the head when it spun off the mount. I was chased

for three blocks by a pack of stray dogs. I lost my wallet, my phone.

Please, I need to get this curse taken off me.

Even if she did put a curse on you, it's not technically a crime.

You should go tell the owner you're sorry. Beg for forgiveness. I mean, even

offer her money. Anything to get her to reverse it. And the sooner, the better.

Okay, okay.

Thank you. Thank you. Yes, yes, yes.

You okay?

Yeah.

Uh, yeah, it's just... A guy was hit by a truck earlier, and it happened, like,

right in front of us. That's terrible.

He'd been cursed.

Never mind.

But I saw it with my own eyes yesterday at this crystal shop I go to, no

judgment. None given.

I spend way too many hours looking at the lizards at my local pet store.

We all got our hobbies.

Right, yeah.

Well, the thing is...

Well, I was there when the curse happened, and I hid behind Miles so he

wouldn't get on me. And now Miles has had a run of bad luck, and this guy is

dead, and I'm worried that Miles is next, and it's my fault. I mean, I

should have jumped in front of the bullet. I mean, the curse, whatever.

The point is, my cowardice put my roommate in jeopardy. You've gotten two

accommodations for bravery the last 18 months. No one can call you a coward.

Yes, that's true, but how do you know that?

Oh, um, I...

I looked you up after our last case together.

Not in a creepy way.

Hey, I heard there's some kind of big party going on tonight. Are you going to

that? Oh, it's a fundraiser for Wesley's campaign.

Oh. No, you should probably come. Yeah, you know, just like donate, donate books

or something.

You want me to? Yeah, it'll be fun.

Okay. Yeah. All right, great.

Looking forward to it. Okay.

I'll see you.

Oh, man. Hey.

Oh, no, no, no. What happened?

I think I had a pocket full of spiders. Turns out I'm allergic, but I slammed

them in the drill.

Okay, no, Miles. We have to go back to the crystal shop and get the curse

reversed. What? No, I can't. No, no, no, Miles.

The guy she aimed it at is dead.

Got hit by a truck this morning.

Oh, okay. That's crazy.

I really can't go right now. It's got to power through.

Detective Harper, you claim you were attacked in the Westview basement.

I did not claim.

I was attacked.

And did you see this person's face?

No.

Well, I appreciate the fact that you've been honest about that from the start,

but it means that you ultimately decided my client was the attacker based on

what?

A feeling?

No, other factors.

My 15-plus years as a police officer, his physicality. Physicality? Aren't

there millions of people in L.A. County with the same approximate height and

weight? Asked and answered.

Detective Harper could not definitively identify Liam Glasser. Well, I'm simply

establishing that Detective Harper jumped to conclusions about my client's

involvement without any evidence.

That's a big swing.

Do you want to lay foundation for that assertion, or should we just strike that

now? Detective Harper, on the day that you first met my client at the Mid

-Wilshire station, did you subsequently follow him to his truck for a

conversation at approximately 5.30 p.m.? I did.

And what was the nature of your conversation with Mr. Glasser?

I told him that I thought he was involved in the Westview murders.

What specific and articulable fact landed you at that conclusion?

I did not have any evidence at this time.

So you just decided to find a way to frame my client?

I resent that allegation.

Did you tell my client, quote, I will find a way to hang these murders around

your neck and lock you away forever?

Unquote.

May I remind you that you're under oath? I'm aware.

Yes, I did say that, but I didn't... Let the record show, Detective Harper

answered in the affirmative.

Find a way.

Wait till the jury hears that.

Good news. I got Harris to cover the back half of my shift so I can spend

Valentine's night with you.

And if we're too tired to work things out, we can have satisfying yet

emotionally complicated sex.

Uh, tempting.

Not saying no, but we would have to do it in front of the hundred or so mostly

strangers who are invading our house tonight.

Wesley's fundraiser.

Right. I forgot.

I'm ready for my first arson 101 lesson. Oh, you don't look good.

I look a lot worse than what it really is. Although the spider bison is pretty

bad. Okay.

Well,

in a fire investigation, we look for seven things. Do you have any idea what

those are?

what kind of accelerant they use, diffuse to light it, and all right, all

right, five other things.

Point of origins, burn patterns, fire behavior, forced entry, missing item.

Correct. And when I put those factors through the arson database, Arnold

McKenna's name popped up.

Arnold's been a fire starter for the last 20 years, in and out of prison,

including a stint that was two years ago last August.

So what's his motive?

Other than really liking fires.

Revenge, mostly.

He burned down the home of a former employer, a carpet cleaner that stiffed

him, and the car of an ex-girlfriend that he claimed cheated on him.

So what, the swine did him wrong somehow? What's going on? Yeah, there

seems to be a disconnect. The whole Valentine's Day element.

I mean, has he set them attic fires before? No, I mean, it would be new for

Arnold. All right. Well, let's go get him.

How about you do that solo and let me give some medical attention to Michael.

How's the present hunt going?

Badly. You can't still be in the car. No.

I am back in the car after a day of wrangling 17 hormonal preteens in an un

-air-conditioned classroom.

Oh, my gosh. Okay, so I'll try and be quick.

I remember Tim talking about this book that he used to read over and over

again. It was his escape when things were bad.

It was a sci-fi book, right? Yes.

Do you remember the title? I want to get him a copy of it for Valentine's Day.

Sorry, I don't.

But I can picture the cover.

It was this buff guy with a girl with ridiculous breasts, and they were

fighting a tentacle creature.

I think it took place on the moon.

Okay, cool. Thank you. I could definitely work with that.

No, no, no. That's not going to work. I need the full line.

Cleanser, serum, toner, all of it.

No, I didn't wait to buy a gift. I ordered it from Korea, and it didn't...

Okay, you know what?

Can you catch me at the jewelry department?

Yeah, thank you.

I didn't do it.

Every time there's a fire in this city, you always drag me in here. Well, it

wasn't me. So just give me the details, I'll give you my rock-solid alibi, and I

can get on with my day.

Where were you this morning?

Home. Alone.

So much for rock-solid.

You weren't near Echo Park Lake?

A swan boat was set on fire.

Nope. What about at 6 a.m.?

There was a fire at the Siegfried dry cleaners. Swan Lake.

Cute, but it wasn't me. I hate the ballet.

But you love a 1.7 to 0.3 ratio of gasoline to laundry detergent to create

your accelerant with a sous-sant of orange juice concentrate to make it nice

and sticky.

Not like I patented that or anything.

No, but you might have taught it to someone who's doing a little bit of

Valentine's Day fire-starting.

Give us a minute.

What's going on?

LAFD just put out a fire at the Romeo Bakery, and they found a half-burned

mosquito coil at the scene.

Well, it couldn't have been Arnold, which means he definitely has a protege

out there.

I'll get a court order to tap his phone. Whoever his student is, Arnold might

reach out and give him an attaboy. We should definitely be putting eyes on

everything and anything Juliet adjacent.

How do you feel about the prosecutor's office declining to charge Liam Glasser

with the murder of your son, Remy?

What? We have a source to say that the district attorney's office dropped the

charges.

No, no, that's not right.

No, Glasser killed my son.

I was promised.

Wesley Evers promised me that Glasser would pay... I was going to call him

first thing this afternoon, but the deposition ran low.

Gabriel Darden should not be hearing this from a reporter. Somebody leaked

it. My bet's on Vivian.

She sees you coming up on the pole, she's looking to take your legs out.

By destroying the grieving father. She's a cold-blooded predator.

That's the reason you're running in the first place, to bring empathy back to

the DA's office.

We need to put out a statement.

I'll send you a draft in 20.

So what's the damage from my deposition?

Honestly, pretty catastrophic.

If I call you as a witness to trial...

Malcolm will have free reign to impeach your testimony. He will paint you as a

crooked cop to the jury.

I never, not once, stepped out of line on that case with regard to evidence.

Yeah, but you let your emotions get the better of you.

I just, I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. Okay.

I screwed up.

But Angela can testify. She was there for most of it. She's not the lead

detective.

And she's my wife.

Which is just another way that the defense will highlight the prejudice

against Glasser.

Plus, if I don't call you, Malcolm will likely add you to his list. He'll put

you up there as a hostile witness. It's a mess.

And unfortunately, Nyla, it gets worse.

As an officer of the court, I have no choice but to report your conduct with

Glazer to Internal Affairs. If I don't make the call that I hate, Malcolm will.

And then I get disbarred for covering it up.

One million dollars.

I miss this.

You, me, out, laughing about our nonsense.

Me too.

Hey, I've been thinking.

How would you feel if we designate one night a week as date night?

That way, no matter how busy we each get, it's on our calendar.

Oh, and why is this funny?

I'm just appreciating the role reversal. For two decades, I wanted you to have a

more predictable schedule, and so now the shoe is on the other foot, and I'm

completely empathetic, but I'm also a little amused.

Touche.

Hey, stranger.

Hey. You look like you could use a drink. Is that obvious?

I might have mentioned trouble on the home front.

You need a shoulder to cry on. I owe you.

No, you don't. I mean, I appreciate the offer, but we're working it through, I

think. I'm here. I'm here. God, we really packed it in here. I could barely

get in our front door.

Hi, Bob. You look beautiful.

So do you.

Happy Valentine's Day.

Oh, I didn't get... I thought we weren't doing presents.

I'm going to go scope out the dessert table.

Thank you for the beer.

Good for a lifetime of cohabitation with baby noon till death do us part.

I don't get it. I'm not going to D.C. I'll call Russ in the morning and I'll

tell him. What?

You have always been there for me, John.

Through secret husbands, impetuous behavior, and emotional minefields.

And over the last few days, I realized how hard it must have been for you to

tell me no about D.C. And I also realized...

Instead of listening, I took your head off and ran away from the conversation.

You are the love of my life, John.

I don't want to be anywhere you're not.

I feel the same way.

When were you going to tell me you're going after Harper?

Who now is not coming, by the way? Okay, I'm not going after her. I have a legal

obligation. Which you didn't feel when I threatened to kill Elijah in his

kitchen. That was a sanctioned. operation.

There's no gray area here. Angela, I'm trying very hard, very hard not to blame

Nyla because she is our friend.

But I might actually lose this trial because of what she did.

Liam Glasser might walk free. So take a moment. Consider who you're mad at right

now and whether that's deserved.

You two are so cute.

Love the passion.

Well, we are very passionate about justice.

I am not having a good time with this campaign. Join the club.

I can't wait any longer. No, look, I'm all for being adventurous, but this

might cross a line. Get your mind out of the gutter. I want to give you your

gift.

Oh.

Wow, okay.

I really hope it's the right one.

You said how much this meant to you.

I tried to find you a new one, but they're out of print.

I can't...

Is it signed?

Yeah. The librarian who helped me find it knows the author, who lives in L.A.,

and he was just so thrilled that the book meant so much to someone. Do you

like it?

True.

I love it.

No, I love you.

It's incredible.

I get mine now?

I'm sorry.

I'll be right back. Okay.

Excuse me. I need her for a minute.

I was having a connection.

You can do better.

She found it.

Cool. You knew?

Yeah. She needed help remembering the title.

It's signed.

It's amazing.

I'm sorry. You knew she was going to give me the most thoughtful gift ever,

and you didn't say anything?

You told me to buy jewelry. I got earrings.

Do you like them?

I didn't give them to her. Not after this.

It's not a competition to see who can get the best gift. You know what? It is

now. I'm going to see if I can plan a trip to Paris in the next ten minutes.

If she asks where I am, just cover for me.

You made it.

Are you kidding? Pretty girl asks you out to a party, you don't say no. You

buy us two and some pricey cologne.

Wow, you look beautiful.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, whoa, no, sorry, sorry, that's not.

Belina. What?

Hi. Oh, I thought you were supposed to come in for tomorrow.

Well, I forgot that you gain a day when you're coming back, and I'm nine hours

off, and... Am I interrupting something?

Yeah, of course not.

What? You asked me out. No, I did not. No, I said you should come, that it

would be fun.

And, well, I'm now realizing that could be misinterpreted, but it wasn't my

intention to... Sorry, I'm too jet-lagged to follow this. Do I have

anything to worry about? You do not. Great.

I'm going to get a drink. Why don't you guys come find me after you work it out?

Yeah.

Gilmore, um, I am so sorry.

Um, I feel like, um... All right. Excuse me.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming. Now, I joined the DA's office because I believe that

everyone, regardless of their means, their race, or their social status,

deserves justice.

Liars!

What about my son?

Assaulted in self-defense.

Protected your wife, who didn't even protect him, by the way, but I love that

you did it. I assaulted her grieving father. We need to make a statement.

No, you are blowing up the internet, getting praise across the political

spectrum. Hell, Joe Rogan called you an American hero.

This is Rogan's people. I'm trying to get you on the podcast.

This is breaking my brain. The people that usually hate progressives are

suddenly my demographic.

Whatever it takes. We're in this to win it. So you need to find a way to be a

badass and a saint at the same time.

Perfect.

These are beautiful.

You opened them.

Well, yeah.

We kind of got lost in all of the excitement from last night, and I

happened to find myself looking through your pockets.

I love them.

Okay, good.

But just know it is a second-choice gift. I mean, I bought you every item of

that overpriced South Korean face stuff you love, but it didn't ship in time.

And then you got me the most thoughtful present in recorded history, and I'm so

sorry that it's not a better gift. Are you kidding?

Yeah. They match my necklace.

These are incredible, okay? Thank you.

You know, I actually bought you a different gift first, too.

Oh, yeah, yeah, the Fernando Valenzuela baseball hidden behind the washing

machine. You found it and you didn't tell me?

I didn't want you getting mad at me for criticizing your hiding spots.

What? A green horn in the academy would have found that in like six seconds.

But I love you.

Her name is Mandy Fisk. She did six months for arson

last year. Arnold McKenna called her last night at 934.

You sure you're all right?

Yes, sir.

Elevator door caught me good as I was leaving this morning, but I just need to

walk it off.

Hi.

Can I help you? You sure can.

Why don't you invite us in and I'll tell you how.

Clear the couch.

Carefully.

What's this about?

Why don't you have a seat and I'll try to explain.

The LAPD has been monitoring a phone that belongs to Arnold McKenna.

He called you last night, 934?

Oh, that's who that was.

I heard static on the line, so I hung up.

The call lasted for three minutes?

Over the last 36 hours, several fires have been started that match Arnold's M

.O. However, they've got a bit of a romantic streak that really doesn't fit

Arnold's temperament.

Yeah, he's more of a revenge guy.

Look, Arnold's a creep.

We were in the same halfway house when I got out of prison. He took a shine to

me.

Kept boasting about how powerful he was, thinking it was going to help him get in

my pants. Wouldn't listen when I told him that I don't like boys.

For real, he was obsessed, and I told him to get lost.

But not before you stole his special method for starting fires. No.

That's what the phone call was about last night.

Someone is using his formula and setting fires, but it isn't me, and I told him

that. It's not just you.

You have a partner. You're wrong.

Come on. Swan Lake, Romeo and Juliet.

You're flirting with someone through fire. It's a call and response.

So, who is your other half?

No one.

Baby, you gotta see this.

The Juliet cake shop went up like a torch.

Check out this video on my phone.

I'd love to see it. Perhaps I'll take a look while Officer Penn puts you both in

cuffs and reads you your rights.

Watch your head.

Hi. Thank you. Thank you so much for coming in. I want to make this clear

right up front. My client does not accept any legal liability for events

that have occurred since her argument with Greg Clark two days ago. Oh, no.

I'm not trying to arrest Rhiannon for anything.

I want her to remove the curse off my friend Miles.

To promise any kind of restorative action could be taken as an admission of

guilt. No, please. It's my fault. I should have protected him. And I know

you're a good person who wouldn't want her abilities to harm an innocent man.

Not that they have or will. This conversation?

It's over.

No, no, okay, please, I'll pay.

Call it a charitable donation. I'll sign whatever waiver you want.

$1,000?

Yeah.

Done? Yeah, I will send it after my shift.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

Wesley was just doing his job.

Have you heard from IA yet?

No, they'll need to review all the facts before bringing me in.

But it would probably be best for us to keep things purely professional until

this is all over.

Yeah, I guess so.

I set all the fires.

Sally had nothing to do with it. Mandy, don't. Look, given we have her

confessing to setting one of the fires and we have it on video, that's not

going to stick.

Please. I talked her into it. She's not even really a firebug.

She's just in love with me, and I took advantage.

She doesn't deserve to go to prison.

She lit the fires, Mandy.

I can't just let her go.

Look, you can always try your luck with the DA's office.

Look,

I'm not judging you. It's your money. But if this Rhiannon woman truly

believed in her mystical powers, she wouldn't be jacking you up for a

thousand bucks just to clean up her...

pray-and-pray method of cursing. Yeah, totally, but I have to pick my own.

Then I'm taking my crystal business elsewhere.

Yeah.

Oh!

Sir?

Sir? Hey, are you okay?

Is he okay?

This entrance is what's cursed.

Oh, my God.

Hey, let me talk to Nolan.

I'm sure he'll let us take Miles for a few hours to get this curse removed.

Thank you. I'm afraid to wait any longer to get this done.

What happened?

Oh, my God.

There was an explosion in the sally port.

Jeez.

Oh,

careful, careful. You've got a huge piece of glass in your arm.

No, no, no, leave it. Leave it, leave it. We've got to get you a tourniquet

first. Right, right, yeah.

Okay.

We have to help everyone.

I need to find Miles.

I need to find Miles. First, go to the kit room. Grab all the rest birds.

Yeah.

Jeez.

Oh, I'm here.

I'm right here.

Nylon! Nylon, you okay? Yeah, I'm okay.

Okay. There's Max in the box. I'm gonna go back there.

Okay.

Okay, you okay?

You okay?

All right, well, on three. Ready? One, two, three!

I'll get the mat. I'll get the key.

Bradford! Bradford, let's go!

Come on!

Come on, get up.

We can't stay here. I'm not leaving her behind.

We need to stop this!

I'm checking on a patient, Mandy Fisk. She was burned in that fire.

Arnold McKenna.

You're under arrest for use of a weapon of mass destruction and attempted murder

times a thousand.

And just so you know, Mandy and her girlfriend are going to make it, but

you're going to go to prison for the rest of your life. Get them out of here.

Hey. Hey.

I thought I lost you.

Thanks for the save.

That's what we do.

Although it would be...

So great if we never had to survive a fire again.

Tell me about it.

Look who I found out in the lobby.

James should be landing any minute.

We had to talk each other down on the way over here.

Thanks.

I know you said we could keep it purely professional, but how about we start

that tomorrow?

How's he doing?

Oh, he's okay.

Concussion. Lots of blunt force trauma bruising, some second-degree burns, but

it could have been a lot worse.

But it wasn't, because you saved him.

It was my fault. He was in danger in the first place.

Okay.

Regardless, that's taken care of now, too.

I gave Rhiannon $1,000 to lift the curse. She promised it's effective right

away. Oh, my God.

I will pay you back. Oh, please.

I sold so much merch on my tour, I'm loaded.

Are you, uh, huggable?

Gently.

Well, I have a newfound respect for firefighters.

And you, in general, if I needed that.

And I have an even greater respect for your stubborn-headed bravery.

But next time leave the fire rescue to the professionals. We dress for it.

Yes, dear.

You should go to D.C.

John. No, I mean it.

We are strong enough to navigate the separation, and you really want it.

I took it personally, and it was never about us.

You think I'll get bored of this in a year and chase a new challenge back

home. I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about.

Jim.