All language subtitles for The Rookie - 02x16 -.HDTV.KILLERS.English

I just wanted to give the
judges some happy juice

before we got started.

The world needs more love, man.

I agree, but meth smoothies
are a felony.

My backpack.
- I left it in the green room.

It has my ID in it.

Go get it, Boot.
Meet me down at the shop.

It's the fluffy one.

I'm sorry.

Oh. Sorry.

Uh, so sorry.

There you are.

Come on.

- Oh, no, I...
- You're up next.

- I'm actually not...
- First you'll speak to Ryan,

then you go in front of the judges.

You'll only have 15 minutes,
so make them count.

- They're... That's act...
- Let's go!

Hello. Hi.

- Oh!
- Hi.

- You're...
- I like it. The cop uniform.

That is fun.

- What's your name?
- Um, uh, I'm...

I'm Lucy Chen, but that...

There's actually been a mistake.

I'm not supposed to...
No, look, I understand.

- You're nervous, everybody is.
- No.

Just before you get in there,

- take a deep breath.
- It's time.

No, I'm not... And do your thing.

- What?
- Sing your heart out, okay, Lucy?

Uh...

- How are you?
- How are you?

- Uh...
- Hold on. Are we okay?

Yeah.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Uh, right in the center there.
- Are we in trouble?

No, no. Of course not.

I...

I-I got pushed in here,

and, uh, it's

it's...

Are you a co... A contestant?

Um, you know,

I...

I seem to be
- wearing a sticker right now.

Okay, who are you?

Hi, I-I'm Lucy Chen.

I'm from Los Angeles.

Are you in the right place?

There was a very, uh, sweet woman that

put a sticker on me,
and Seacrest kind of

- Well, welcome to the show.
- Thank you.

- I mean, yeah.
- Okay.

Um, Officer,

what are you going
to sing for us today?

Oh. Uh...

You're on the tee. You got the number.

- You got the number.
- Yeah.

I'll sing, um, "I-I Never Loved
a Man" by Aretha.

It's one of my favorites.

Oh, wow. Okay.

♪ You're a no good heart breaker ♪

♪ You're a liar, ♪

♪ and you're a cheat ♪

♪ And I don't know why ♪

♪ I let you do these things to me ♪

♪ My friends keep telling me ♪

♪ That you ain't no good ♪

♪ But, oh-ohhh, they don't know ♪

♪ That I'd leave you if I could ♪

Hmm.

♪ I guess I'm uptight ♪

♪ And I'm stuck like glue ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't never ♪

♪ I ain't never ♪

♪ I ain't never, no, no ♪

♪ Loved a man ♪

- What?
- ♪ The way that I ♪

♪ I loved you ♪

Wow!

- Wow!
- Chen?

- Chen, where are you?
- Wow!

- Uh, I'm so...
- What?

- I have to go.
- Wait, no, no, no, no,

- Wait, wait!
- No!

- Coming!
- Wait, wait.

What are you doing here?

Uh, nothing. Let's go.

Why the suit?

Court appearance.

Ever given blood before?

Every eight weeks, like clockwork.

Good for you.

Yeah, save lives,
get a personal oil change.

It's win-win.

I didn't know machines had blood.

You know the drill. Light squeezes.

How's it going, Mr. AB Negative?

Good.

Donating blood is bringing back some

complicated memories
of when Henry was born.

He had TOF.

I spent a lot of time
in the hospital banking blood.

- I had no idea.
- What's TOF?

Tetralogy of Fallot,
it's a heart defect.

Four defects, actually.

It's corrected by surgery.

Three of them he had
before he was a year old.

Since we share the same
rare blood type,

I donated approximately 16 gallons.

But everything's okay right now, right?

Oh, yeah. All his checkups
have been fantastic.

Thank God.

So,
- when are we going out again?

How about this weekend?

I can't, um, Oliver's coming,

and I'm gonna take him to Disneyland.

Oh, I could tag along.

- Um...
- Or not.

It's just...

I only have him every other weekend,

- so I...
- No need to explain.

How about dinner tonight?

Great. Yeah, that sounds good.

Make sure you drink
the whole thing down.

Woman, I'm a grown-ass man.

I don't need a juice box.

Whoa.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Sir, did you just faint?

No, I briefly succumbed to gravity.

Sorry. I was trying to be quiet.

It's not you. It's the wind
that keeps waking me up.

Yeah, it's supposed to
get worse by tonight.

These graveyard shifts are brutal.

But tonight, is the last one.

And then five days in Napa.

I have every detail planned.

Horseback riding, couples massages,

hot-air-balloon ride.

You're forgetting a very
important word here.

Wine.

Oh, I got reservations
at six tasting rooms.

- Good.
- Mm-hmm.

Mm.

Now go away so I can sleep.

Yes, ma'am.

- I love ya.
- I love you, too.

Don't act so happy to see me.

If you're here in person,
it means something is wrong.

- It's Lila.
- What's Lila?

Wait.

Don't freak out.

She's having nightmares again.

Three nights this week, she woke me up,

saying she heard screaming.

Then last night, she said she saw

a ghost outside her window.

- A ghost?
- I could barely console her.

She wanted you.

She said only Mommy can help.

Did you look outside her window?

For a ghost? No.

She was having a nightmare.

It has nothing to do with ghosts.

You think it's about what happened?

Of course.

Okay, um,

thank you for telling me.

I can come by the house in a little bit

and talk to her myself.

Can you do that while you're on duty?

Yeah, when it's important.

- Good.
- Good.

I need to get a restraining order.

Okay. Uh, against whom?

My cat.

Meow Tse Tung.

I'm sorry, sir.

We only handle complaints
here against people.

Don't you want to know what he did?

I really don't.

I hope you have a nice day.

Hi. I'm Valerie Castillo.

I work for the Los Angeles Herald.

I'm here to see
yesterday's case reports.

Okay.

You a crime reporter?

Um, not yet.

I write for the Style Section,

- going on 15 years.
- Oh.

But I'm over it.

It's all been reduced to
sex tips and celebrity gossip.

- You know, the clickbait.
- Mm.

So you're fishing for a real story?

Actually, I've already got one.

Do you know anything about a

bunch of robberies at five-star hotels?

- Mm, first I've heard of it.
- Well.

A concierge at the Borden told me

that two guests were
beaten and robbed there

in the last few weeks.

Now, neither victim
want her to contact the police.

When I went to other stations

to look through the crime reports,

I found three similar incidents

in hotels around town.

Is there a description of the attacker?

No, because none of the men gave one.

But the cases have to be connected.

- Yeah, I mean, it sure seems like it.
- Right?

You know, you don't want
the case reports.

There's actually a lot more information

in the CAD printouts.

- What are those?
- Computer Aided Dispatch reports.

Why are you volunteering
to show her those?

This is a reporter from the Herald,

and these are public-facing documents.

Valerie Castillo.

They're only public-facing
when asked for.

Can I see the CAD reports, please?

Fine. Give 'em to her.

Thank you. Not a fan of the press?

Eh,
Herald's got a bias against the police.

- No, we don't.
- It's implicit.

- Unlike your bias against me.
- Cute.

You know,
the media will say or do anything

to get you to back up their headline.

And make sure she gives you
those printouts back.

And get ready to roll.

We're gonna hit the streets
as soon as I change.

Yes, sir.

You shouldn't let him
talk to you like that.

He's my training officer.

That's just kind of his style.

Well, being an ass isn't style.

But he sure can wear a suit.

I thought that only happened
in Road Runner cartoons.

It's the Santa Ana winds.

You're officially an LA resident now.

Nyla!

Is that you?

It's been too long!

Yeah, no, yeah. It sure has.

Sorry about you and Donovan.

You were always such a lovely family.

Benjamin and I are in a bit of

a rough patch right now, too.

Why are relationships so hard?

Because most people suck.

Well, I-I'll let you go.

I hope to see you around more often.

Oh, yeah. You, too.

- Who was that?
- No clue.

Don and I bought this house

while I was neck-deep
in undercover work.

I could barely focus on my
family, let alone the neighbors.

Everything okay?

Uh, yeah, no. I just...

I haven't been inside
since we separated.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Donovan, nice to see you again.

Yeah. You, too.

- Come on in.
- Thank you.

Wow.

You redecorated.

Yeah.

Place needed some new energy.

So, uh, did you hire a decorator, or...

No. Did it all myself.

Oh.

- What?
- Nothing.

- No, I, it...
- You said, "Oh."

You just never really had...

Had style before.

Mommy!

Hi, baby.

Mm.

Let's go talk in your room, 'kay?

Okay.

Something to drink?

Oh, no, I'm good, thanks.

Sorry to hear that you've been
having some rough nights.

Yeah, it's not the first time.

She's been having nightmares on and off

for over a year,

ever since...

it happened.

Ever since what happened?

So

Daddy tells me that you
are not sleeping so good.

Mnh-mnh.

I keep getting woken up.

- By the nightmares?
- They're not nightmares.

I hear somebody screaming.

Honey, it's probably just the wind.

I mean, the Santa Anas
are really blowing.

No, but it started before them.

Okay.

And then last night,
did you tell Daddy,

you saw a ghost?

I said it looked like a ghost.

Ghosts aren't real.

Okay, so, what did you see, then?

Well, I saw a woman...

Walking down the street.

In a nightgown.

She had blood on her hands.

It was right before we split.

Nyla had been working undercover for

almost a year,

had barely come home.

We were in a bad place,

but we were trying to make it work.

And...

Then she took Lila to the supermarket.

You know why we moved out here?

'Cause it's a nice neighborhood?

'Cause it was nowhere
near where Nyla worked.

She couldn't run the risk of
running into a criminal

who knew her as
someone else on the street.

And that's what happened at the store.

A drug dealer she'd put away.

He recognized her.

And tried to kill her,

in front of my daughter.

Do you believe me?

Honey, I-I...

No lies. You promised.

Yes.

I believe you.

And I'm glad you wanted to tell me.

You're a police officer,

and someone needs help.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said anything.

No, no, it's, um...

What?

What's going on?

Just waiting on you. How'd it go?

Uh, Lila says it wasn't a ghost,

and it wasn't a nightmare.

And I believe her.

- Then what was it?
- I don't know.

But, um, I would,

like to stay here, tonight,

maybe do some surveillance,

if that's okay.

You really think that's necessary?

Well, Lila needs to see

that we're taking her seriously.

Oh, and I don't?

I-I am sure that's not what she meant.

It's not.

I ju...

I just want to be here for her.

Okay.

Sure, come back tonight.

Okay.

Don told you about what happened.

It sounded awful.

Yeah, it was,

and he used it against me in court.

He convinced the judge that

Lila wasn't safe around
me unsupervised.

That was also awful.

What is it?

Uh, Lila's room is right there.

She said the woman with
the blood on her hands

was right about...

Here.

- Does that look like blood to you?
- Could be.

Or oil or transmission fluid.

Want me to call in a forensics team?

For a ghost hunt?

No, they'd laugh me off the radio.

I could call it in.

Rookies get laughed at all the time.

I appreciate that,
but odds are it's nothing.

Alright, uh, back to work.

I'm telling you.

Reporters always have an agenda.

To get the truth? Sounds horrible.

Don't be so naive.

Well I am not naive.

I'm just not like you.

God, you don't trust anyone.

'Cause trust has to be earned.

All I'm saying is watch your back

when dealing with the press.

7-Adam-19, 415-fight.

Manager versus customer in a physical.

Multiple RPs.

E&L Auto Body. 3905.

Copy that. En route,

Code 3.

$2,000. That's final.

That's not what you quoted me!

I'm not giving you
a penny more than $500!

$2,000!

No pay, no car! I keep!

Like hell you will.

Say hello to William Snakespeare,
bitch!

Hey! Drop the snake! Drop it!

- Ohh! Ohh!
- Drop the snake!

- Aah!
- Oh.

- Get that away from me!
- Aah! Aah!

Oh, no.

- Where the hell did it go?
- I don't know.

Sir, just stay where you are.

The ambulance is on its way.

He's not gonna make it.

Animal control's 10 minutes out.

EMTs won't step foot in here

until that snake's been neutralized.

Damn it, well, we can't
stay up here while he's dying.

Alright, we'll just flush it out
in the open.

- I'll end it.
- You can't kill it.

What the hell are we
supposed to do with it?

Snuggle?

Boot, don't be a hero. It's venomous.

Whoa.

Hey, there, Snakespeare.

It's okay.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I just...

Ohh.

Oh.

Okay.

Hoo!

It's not his fault
his owner's an idiot.

Control, advise fire and ambulance

our scene is Code 4...

Clear to enter.

- Can I ask you a favor?
- Sure.

No, never mind.

Come on. What is it?

Yeah, this whole

spending the night at my ex's house

- thing, it is...
- You're nervous.

Y-Yeah, yeah,

that one of us is gonna end up

leaving in a body bag.

It would be nice,

if I, you know, had a...

Buffer.

And you're good at...

People... Things.

You know what? Never mind. Forget it.

- This is a bad idea.
- No, no, no, it's not.

I just have, uh,

a dinner date with Grace,
but I can reschedule it.

No, no. Go on your date.

No, it's fine. I'll be fine.

No, really. It's not a problem.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hey, roomie!

Oh, man, I feel like
I haven't seen you in forever!

Well, because you haven't.

- Night shifts suck.
- Oh.

You try sleeping in our
apartment during the day.

The sirens, construction, helicopters.

All so Lopez can have
her wine country vacation.

Well, hang in there.

You've only got one
more night of vampire ops.

Then five days off,

and I'll relish every minute.

Mm-hmm.

Valerie.

- Hey, you're back.
- Hey, yes.

To thank you for getting
me those CAD reports.

Yeah. Well, did they help

- with your story?
- You're kidding me.

It's even bigger than I thought.

You know, every one of those
assault victims lives in town.

Who gets a hotel room,

in the same city that you live in?

Uh, well,

men who are hooking
up with sex workers.

Exactly.

I'm convinced it's a Murphy scam.

You know, the rich guy
meets an escort at the hotel...

Yeah, and gets beaten up and robbed

by her accomplice, but can't report it,

because then he'd be copping
to his own crime.

This was the story
that I was looking for

and my editor said to run with it

and I couldn't have cracked it
without you.

So I want to buy you a drink

to say, you know, thank you.

Oh, uh,

I shouldn't.

Why? Because your training
officer would disapprove?

Uh, no.

- No.
- Okay, listen, listen.

You helped me,
and I want to return the favor.

So any time I get any
information on crimes,

I can feed it to you,

and you can make the arrests.

This week has been ass.

I get it.

You're tired. I'm tired.

So tonight, we're the dream team.

We'll take turns copping some Z's...

while the other

keeps their eye on the onboard

and listens for calls.

Wesley excited about the trip?

- That's an understatement.

Guy's got it planned to the nth degree.

We're gonna get massages,

ride horses,

fly in a hot-air balloon.

- Oh, damn.
- What?

The boy's gonna propose.

- What?
- Hot-air balloon?

Proposal.

Shut up. You're wrong.

Okay.

Damn it, you're right.

Salut.

So...

You've got a bunch of
victims who aren't talking.

Wrong.

They're not talking to the police,

but I got one of the
guys to talk to me,

off the record this afternoon.

- And...?
- It's exactly what I thought.

He hooked up with a woman online.

They went to a hotel,

they go upstairs, they get naked,

- then a guy walks in with a gun.

He steals the guy's watch,
money, phone,

and then tells him,

"If you talk,
your family's gonna get hurt."

- Did you get a description?
- Better.

He gave me the woman.

Now we're gonna catch her in the act.

Uh, we... um...

Y-You lied to me.

No. No, I-I didn't.

I told you, I was gonna help you,

and this way I was
gonna get a killer story,

and you were gonna
get a high-profile arrest.

I'm a rookie. I can't just run around

arresting people by myself.

Come on. Why not?

What?!

Holy crap.

- That's Alex Shaw.
- Who?

The huge movie producer.

And his wife is super pregnant.

This is suddenly a front-page story.

This is amazing!

Oh, no, no, no, no.
They're gonna leave.

- Let's go.
- What?

I booked the room right next to hers.

Come on!

Let's go, Lucy.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Just about to get dinner started.

- You hungry?
- Um, I could eat.

Hey, Mama.
- Hi, baby.

I can take the couch tonight
if you want the bed.

No, sleep in my room.

No, I will take the couch,

because I am not here to sleep.

I am here to keep an eye out, right?

- Right.
- Right.

Ohh. Wow.

- What?
- Uh, nothing.

It's just...

- A little stiff.
- No, it's not.

- It's structured.
- Mm-hmm.

Did daddy really pick
this couch out himself?

No. The lady helped him.

- What lady?
- The lady from the store.

Go wash your hands for dinner.

Am I in trouble?

Oh, no, honey.

I am.

Don't do that.

Do not use her to get
information about me.

I wa... I wasn't doing that.

I-I didn't... mean...

You always mean to.

This...

Hey! Here we are!
And we brought dinner!

- What?
- Uh...

Nolan came to help with the stakeout.

Yeah, and I brought a dinner guest.

- I hope that's okay.
- Hi, I'm Grace.

Uh, Donovan. Yes, come in, please.

I'll... go get some... plates for this.

- I'll help.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

No problem. How's it going?

I think he's seeing someone.

This place looks way too nice.

Y-You do know you're divorced, right?

It's not about that.

It's about him bringing someone
into our child's life

that I have never met.

Okay.

Oh, God. Quick.

Take a selfie with me.

It's too far away.
I can't see their faces.

I need to get closer. Come on.

Not without blowing it.

What are you doing?

I'm texting Tim.

I need a senior officer here.

No, you don't!

He'll just steal the credit.

Look, I am out on a limb here, okay?

And as a rookie,
that could get me fired.

So we either do this by the book,

or I walk.

Fine.

Your daughter's got a lot of talent.

Art has been a really great
outlet for her.

- It's been a tough year.
- For all of us.

But, especially for Lila.

Divorce is... Is hard on kids.

I'm going through one myself,

and, I feel like every,

decision and thought that I make,
is built around,

how it will affect my son.

He does not believe this, but, yes,

- I feel the exact same way.

Why are you putting words in my mouth?

Are you saying that
you've never said that?

We're not having this fight right now.

- Sounds like a good idea.
- Oh, great.

- So now you're taking his side?
- Oh, no.

You know what? How about we just

get this out into the open?

You are obviously allowed

- to date someone new.
- Thank you?

But you should have
introduced me to her,

before bringing her
into our daughter's world.

What are you talking about?
I'm not dating anyone.

Okay, so, I'm just supposed to believe

you redecorated all by yourself?

Yeah, you are.

You were using towels
as curtains when I met you.

Okay, you know what?

We agreed we would take it slow,

and we would give
each other the courtesy,

- of meeting whomever we were dating.
- Again!

Not dating anyone.

It really sounds like
he's not dating anyone.

I'm sure before Nolan met your son,
you...

Talked to your ex.

Actually, I still haven't met Oliver.

Yeah,
there just hasn't been the right time.

Right, and this is...

- It's still new.
- It doesn't mean anything.

Yeah. No, I mean, I know. Yeah.

Yeah. So...

What you guys talking about?

Me? What did I do?

Now I can't relax.

I'm gonna be reading

into every little thing Wesley does,

waiting for him to propose.

Now I have to be "on"

the whole time, worrying about

what I'm wearing and how my hair looks.

Okay, you might be over-thinking this.

He better not propose
on the hot-air balloon.

I get motion sickness.

What if I throw up?

What if I drop the ring
from a thousand feet up?

Okay. You crazy.

And I'm going to sleep.

Thank you so much
for doing this tonight.

Of course, it was fun.

- Okay, I mean interesting.
- Ah.

You know, that seems to be
a theme with our dates...

Chasing down stolen cars,

uncomfortable dinners
with your partner.

Maybe next time you
can take me to a funeral.

Well, when you say it like that,
it sounds weird.

Listen, um, earlier tonight,

uh, with Oliver...

John, it's not that.

- I don't want you...
- Thank you.

- So much for coming.
- Ah.

I mean, two buffers is
definitely better than one.

Of course.

Sorry that I have to rush out.

I only have my sitter until 9:00.

Oh, my God, now I feel even worse.

You wasted a date night,

- here?
- Don't be silly.

I'm happy to.

Good luck with everything.

I hope that Lila is okay.

- Thank you.
- I'll walk you out.

Good night.

- Hey, thanks for coming.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm in trouble, aren't I?
- Mm-hmm.

If he punishes you in any way,

- I'll write a story about it.
- No, don't do that.

Do not do that.

You know that doesn't work.

But there's an app for it.

- Really?
- No.

Shaw still in there with the escort?

Yeah, but there's no sign
of her accomplice.

Maybe he's not coming.

Maybe he doesn't exist.

He exists, okay?

And when he comes, he's gonna be
armed and dangerous.

If so, you'll be
nowhere near the action.

And what if it's not

on the hot-air balloon?

What if he proposes

- while we're riding horses,
- Okay.

And I fall off?

Please just let me go to sleep!

7-Adam-19,

requesting another unit

to the Coldwater Hotel

for a 647-B event.

Contact me in the lobby.

7-Adam-07, attach us
to 7-Adam-19's event.

Show us en route.

Wow.

Wind is really picking up.

I'll take the chair.
You take the couch.

Oh, I can't have that.
I'll take the chair.

Trust me, you are getting
the worst end of the deal.

- Seriously?
- Mm-hmm.

- Wow.
- Right?!

- What?!
- I know.

I mean...

Hey, can we talk about me

- for a second?
- Yeah, sure.

What do you think it means
that Grace doesn't want me

to meet her son?

Uh, that she's a good mother

who is putting her child's welfare

before everything and everyone else.

So, not that she's... not that into me?

Are you kidding me? No. She digs you.

Seems to be her only flaw.

- What?
- Uh...

I see a ghost.

- Police!
- Drop your weapon!

It has to die!

Ma'am,

I need you to put that
shotgun down right now.

Turn around.

Hands on your head.
Interlace your fingers.

What the hell are you doing?

- Hunting.
- Who?

- It.
- It?

The coyote,

that killed my Snowball.

- Your what?
- My Westie.

- Your dog?
- My baby.

We went out for a walk last night,

and a coyote attacked us.

Is that what happened to your hand?

I tried to get between them.

I fell.

Snowball ran.

She was so scared.

The coyote went after her,

and I haven't seen her since.

That damn jackal!

He... He murdered her!

I know it!

That's him.

And he's armed.

Dispatch, be advised,

suspect at my location

is armed with a handgun.

White male, 6'2",

black jacket, blue jeans.

Here we go, alright, stay...

- Where is she?
- I don't know.

Ah! Aah!

Hang on!

He's running!

Give me your hand! Let go of the phone!

No, no, no, no!

I have a photo of Shaw in... in bed.

Valerie, drop the damn phone!

Give me your hand! Come on! Let go!

Let it go!

Watch her. 7-Adam-19

in pursuit of the suspect,
heading to the lobby.

I'm tired, stressed, and emotional.

If you make me chase your ass
through this hotel,

believe me, you will pay.

Damn.

Thought you were
scary during the day shift.

Did you arrest her?

Well, we confiscated
the shotgun, cited her out.

Uh, good news is
we solved the ghost mystery.

Thank you.

And, uh, I can tell Lila
in the morning.

I'd like to peek in on her before I go.

And speaking of going...

Oh, right. Mm, thank you for, uh...

- I owe you.
- No, you don't.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Girl, quit faking.

How'd you know?

Mamas always know.

Scoot over.

We caught your ghost.

It was just a nice lady who was

looking for her lost dog.

Did you help her find it?

I wish we could have, honey, but we...

I know. It's sad.

Can you stay till I fall asleep?

Yeah, sure.

Snowball?!

Snowball, is that you, girl?

We thought you got eaten by a coyote.

Way to survive!

Come here!

Come here. Hey!

No, don't worry.

It's okay. I'm a police officer.

Snowball?

Hey.

Come here.

How you doing?

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

We were worried about you!

You were...

I don't want this.

I didn't want this, either.

From the looks of it, neither does he.

Don't talk about Benjamin!

Don't even look at him!

So...

What's happening here?

He tried to leave me.

So I-I needed to show him
that he still loved me.

By drugging him?

He was making too much noise.

He w... wouldn't listen.

Now he hears me.

A-And I'm winning him back.

And we were almost happy again

and then you showed up outside

and I couldn't let you find him.

I... You can't be here.

Okay, c...

You're gonna ruin everything!

Okay. I'll be happy to leave, just,

untie me, and I'll go.

I'm not stupid.

You're a cop.

I can't just let you go.

We ju... We can't have you here.

We s... We need our privacy.

I have to kill you.

- Mama?
- Mm-hmm?

What if I still have nightmares?

Well, I told you, honey,
there's nothing to be afraid of.

It wasn't a ghost.

Not about that.

Sometimes...

I have dreams, that...

That you're getting hurt.

Like at the grocery store.

Hey.

It's okay.

You know I'm okay, right?

And that's never gonna happen again.

Sometimes,

back then I,

had to pretend,

to be a bad guy.

How come?

So that real bad guys

would tell me all the bad things
they were doing.

And when I found out,

I'd stop them.

Is that why that scary man

at the store was so mad at you?

Yeah, he figured out

that I wasn't really a bad person but,

that I was just a good one,

who was pretending.

Were you scared?

Yeah, I was.

Until I knew you were safe.

Because protecting you...

It's all that matters to me.

Alright, now, get some sleep, honey.

It's late.

- And no more bad dreams, okay?

I love you.

- Mama?
- Yes, Lila?

You said the ghost was a woman,

who lost her dog.

But who was the man?

What man, baby?

The one I heard screaming.

Ohh.

I need to do this.

For Benjamin.

I love you so much.

I can't lose you.

If you do this...

If you kill me,
you'll lose him, for sure.

Shut up!

Gah!

What's... What's wrong with it?

The safety.

Ohh! Aah.

Aah!

Wait! Wait! It's gonna be loud.

Your neighbors are gonna hear it.

They'll call the police.

Damn it, he's right.

You're right.

Oh, God.

What am I gonna do? Benjamin, help me.

I-I could stab him to death.

Ah, no, no. All the blood.

Even if I clean it up, they...
They'll find it

because they have the sprays and...

and the lights and the...

I know.

I could beat you to death.

No, whoa, whoa! No, no,

that's gonna be a lot of blood.

It's... Even more
than if you used the knife.

It'll go everywhere.

Damn it!

You die if you can't breathe.

I know that.

I mean, that's just

basic biology.

Wait! Wait!

Nyla? It's the middle of the night.

I know, I'm sorry,

but...

Have you seen my partner?

The guy that I was with
earlier on today?

No. Why?

Because he left the house a while ago,

and his truck is still here.

And he's not answering his cell.

Oh. Weird.

Weird. No, Ben and I have been
asleep for hours.

Haven't seen anything.

Okay.

- Thank you.
- I hope you find him.

That was Nyla.

I really hope she gets back with Don.

We always had so much fun with them.

Remember?

Ohh!

Ohh!

Hey. Hey. You alright?

I gotcha. I gotcha.

How's John?

Uh, he might need a couple stitches,

and a Valium,

but, um, he'll be okay.

I think it might be time to move.

This neighborhood's a mess.

Benjamin and Griffin
were such a great couple.

But so were we at one point in time.

Oh, come on. There's no comparison.

We had our dark days, sure,

but never a full psychotic break.

I don't know. I got
close a couple times.

Uh, thank you for...

Letting me come tonight.

Thank you for listening
to our daughter.

I should have done
a better job with that.

Are you kidding?

You are a great dad.

I mean, with everything
that I put you through,

you could have turned Lila against me.

But you didn't.

You'll never know
how much that means to me.

It's late,
you should grab a couple hours.

And, um...

I think Lila would love it

if you were here when she wakes up.

I'd like that, too.

Mm.

Uh...

I'm not dating anyone.

Mm, you should start.

It's time.

- Night.
- Good night.

Oh, God.

Once you're satisfied
with your written statement,

just sign the bottom.

I am... so sorry.

- Don't worry about it.
- Listen,

I should have been straight with you
from the beginning.

You took advantage of me,

because I'm a rookie.

You knew that a senior officer

would never have let you get involved

- in a dangerous takedown.
- Yes,

and it was very unfair of me but...

Listen, I've been stuck for so long.

I needed this.

To be taken seriously.

And yet, when push came to shove,

you went for the tabloid photo,

instead of the news story.

Hey, you ready to go?

What?

- Now?
- Yeah. Why not?

You know, you can sleep in the car.

We'll get to the hotel
by early check-in.

I think I got everything.

Will you just double-check for me?

Uh, I think so.

- Oh, my God.
- I know, right?

Look,
I-I-I've been going nuts trying to plan

the perfect trip,

the perfect proposal,

but the pressure is killing me.

I mean, what if something goes
wrong or I lose the ring

or the ring goes over
the side of the hot-air balloon

from a thousand feet?

So, what if, instead of

a proposal vacation,

we have an engagement vacation?

Unless you're about to say no?

You won't know if you don't ask.

Angela...

You're my best friend,

and you are the sexiest woman

I have ever seen.

You make me laugh,

and cry sometimes.

I fell in love with you

the second, that I met you,

and I have been falling ever since.

Will you marry me?

Yes.

Surprise!

I'm gonna start calling you
Humpty Dumpty.

Don't do that. He never gets fixed.

It's because everyone around him
is incompetent.

All the king's horses
and all the king's men?

Nobody could think to
get the king's doctor?

And why horses? Hardly qualified.

Voilà.

I put Humpty together again.

Thank you.

And thank you for coming last night.

I-I lied at dinner.

Simon and I are separated,

but we haven't actually started

the divorce process yet.

Oh.

- I j-just assumed.
- I know.

And... And I'm sorry

that I wasn't clear about that
from the beginning.

I mean, it's... It's not because

the relationship is still alive.

I mean, it is over,

- I promise.
- But you had a family,

and now you don't
and it's heartbreaking.

Yeah.

And...

I feel like I'm a failure.

You're not.

You're not, but...

I get it.

I really do.

This is my first relationship

since my marriage blew up,

and...

I just...

I need to take it slow.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

It's more than okay.

I promise.

Now, I have roll call in about an hour,

so I have to go.

Whoa. I mean, that's it?

No kiss, or...?

You said you wanted to take it slow.

Well, not that slow.

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