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Previously On "The Rookie"…

So Officer Stanton

will be taking over the
training of Officer West.

Someone broke into your home.

So, who are you
claiming these days, D?

He did something that
really bothered me,

the way he treated this
one family... Black family.

Hey!

I am hereby placing you
under administrative leave.

Gun and badge.

I think I could be really
good at undercover work.

The op today is
simple... Trade drugs for cash,

then arrest everybody

and try to get them to
flip on Aldo Salonga.

I need to see that
you really know the science.

Are we done? When it
comes to your child,

there is nothing you
won't do to protect them.

Diego!

Her son
was her humanity.

With him gone... War is coming.

How's Henry? Well,
he's good. Thanks.

Sarah and Abigail have
him set up in Arizona.

He'll do his rehab there.

I'll join them once
I graduate to P2.

Ten more days.

Harper says your focus
is on becoming a T.O.

I think that's where I
can do the most good.

Any advice?

Think how hard it
is doing this job.

Now think about doing it while
babysitting an armed toddler.

Got it.

But seriously, if you
have any more wisdom

on how to be better prepared,
I would appreciate it.

Sure.

Automatic weapons.

A lot of them.7-Adam-19,
shots fired.

Multiple shooters.

Crestview Cemetery.
Requesting airship and backup.

And mobilize SWAT.

Where are these guys?

Come on! Let's go!

Up here.

Police! Don't move!

Got him? Yeah.

How did he make it this
far in this condition?

Heat of battle.

7-Adam-19, one in custody,
not conscious, not breathing.

Let's go find out where
he was coming from.

Look, I don't want to alarm you,

but our guest list
is out of control.

What are you talking about?

I mean we're almost
at maximum capacity

and half your cop friends
haven't even responded yet.

Yeah, cops don't really respect
RSVPs, especially for...

Especially for what?

First marriages. Uh-huh.

So they just think that
I'm your starter husband?

Yes, but if it makes
you feel any better,

I'm 72% certain you're
my forever husband.

Only 72%? It goes up to 81%
if you make me breakfast.

Lopez.

Yes, sir. Text me the address.

What?

The war just started.

Hey. Looks like Cesar Madrigal's
been using the cemetery

as a supply depot.

Guys were loading a car with
narcotics, got ambushed.

La Fiera? Definitely
her Malos Dorados.

All sporting the
yellow sneakers.

Looks like she
sent five shooters,

including the one that
was shooting at us.

They came in on foot and
opened up on Cesar's guys.

Unfortunately for yellow kicks,
they miscounted the enemy.

Got caught in a crossfire of two
of Cesar's crew they didn't see.

In less than a minute, there's
a baker's dozen of DBs.

You up to speed? Getting there.

Where's Sergeant Caradine?
Sweating the cemetery owner.

She's clearly on
Cesar's payroll.

This is only gonna get worse.
La Fiera's out for blood.

And Cesar is just strong enough
to put up a decent fight.

You don't think he can win? No.

La Fiera has a lot more
resources than Cesar

and, honestly, a
level of brutality

that his crew's never seen
before. We can't just stand by

and watch them
shoot up the city.

I mean, we got lucky this time.

No innocents were hurt,
but that can't last.

Word is Sandra flew back from
Guatemala after burying Diego.

She's bunkered down
at Hotel Mathilde.

Rented out the
whole ninth floor.

Good to be queen.
What about Cesar?

According to Narcotics,
he's in the wind.

I know someone who
might have some insight

on where to find
him... Mack Daniels.

He was working for Cesar's dad
after getting fired by LAPD.

Will he talk to you?
Got him into rehab.

I can give him a call,

see if he has any idea
where Cesar might hole up.

Do it. And you...
go talk to La Fiera.

Impress on her the
need to stand down.

Cesar killed her son.

I don't think there's
anything I can say

that'll get through to her.

But I'll try.

Thank you. Alright.

And I thought my day was gonna
be chasing down cop RSVPs

for the wedding.

It'll only take like two minutes

for La Fiera to tell you
to go screw yourself, so...

We should split the RSVP
list. It'll get done faster.

Yeah. I'm not doing that.

Fine. E-mail me the list.

Thank you.

Should've read the fine print

on that whole man-of-honor
thing. No kidding.

I'm just saying, the
cop who tackles the perp

should be the one to do
the paperwork. What? No.

The cop who didn't
risk life and limb

running down a methed-out
sous-chef should have to do it.

Otherwise, you are
disincentivising

hands-on policing.
Ooh.

You could just let me go.

Then there's no paperwork.

Oh. What's that,
Sarge? You need me?

Sorry, partner.
Paperwork's all yours.

Fine, but you are tackling
the next three guys.

Uh-huh. Let's go.

You can teach me what
the hell sous vide is.

Yes, sir?

You heard about the mass
casualty event this morning?

Uh, yes, sir, but we knew a
gang war was coming, right?

Yes. And it's far from over.

Which, Detective Harper tells
me, presents an opportunity.

In times of chaos like this,

it's not just the
criminal pecking order

that gets shaken up.

Undercover operations
get upended.

Long-term UCs and
CIs are neutered

when their bosses
get killed or caught.

But the upheaval also
gives us a chance

to put new UCs in the field.

I got a call from June
Zhang this morning.

Aldo Salonga is out of prison,

and he is desperate to
cook product to move.

So he called her cover
identity and asked about you.

You want me to go back
in as the chemist?

June is already up
on another operation,

so she told Salonga that
you might be available.

I'm ready. Not so fast.

This wouldn't be a sting
operation like the last time.

This would probably be
a long-term placement.

Which means you'll
be on your own,

without a surveillance team
or access to immediate backup.

It normally takes months to
properly train an officer

to go deep undercover like this.

Hundreds of hours of
classroom and field training.

I told Detective
Harper she has today

to evaluate your readiness.

If she doesn't sign
off with confidence

that you can handle it,

I will not approve
the assignment.

Yes, sir.

I won't let you down.

It's not about letting
me down, Officer Chen.

There is no failure for
finding yourself unprepared

for a job you did
not prepare for.

Is that clear? Yes, sir.

Go get changed.

I'm throwing you
in the deep end.

Nice hideout.

It's not a hideout. It's
a base of operations.

I know you. You were
at my dad's hospital.

That's right. The day you
tried to kill La Fiera.

Allegedly. Nothing alleged about
what happened this morning.

You lost a lot of men.
And product.

I don't know what you're
talking about. Sure, you do.

You started a war you can't win.

Says who? Everybody.

You're a minor league
ball club next to Fiera.

Even if you could compete,
you killed her son.

She's out for blood. Your blood.

But she's also
a businesswoman.

Wars are expensive.
Unpredictable.

Word is she made a deal with
your father to take over.

Now, if you offered
to honor that deal,

she might let you walk
away with your life.

What belonged to the father
will be inherited by the son.

That's in the Bible.

So this bitch can run
around all she wants

claiming she made some
sort of deal with my dad,

but no one's gonna believe
it. You better hope not.

If you lose the support of
your father's lieutenants,

they'll jump ship and you'll
be all by your lonesome.

Hey, you guys wouldn't happen to
know where La Fiera is, right?

In case I want to
pay my respects.

Sorry. You'll have to figure
that one out on your own.

Yeah. I'm working on it.

So, what now?

Hope Lopez is doing
better with La Fiera.

Police.

I'm here to talk to
Sandra de la Cruz.

Detective Lopez.
We haven't met yet.

No, but you match
the description

of the man who
threatened my fiancé.

That doesn't sound like me.
I get along with everyone.

And yet I can tell you're
not gonna get along with me.

My heart breaks.

Is Sandra inside?

Do you have a warrant? Not yet.

Is that a problem?

Not yet.

Hermana.

Thank you for the flowers
you sent for Diego's funeral.

They were lovely.

We held the service
at Casa de Dios.

Thousand attended
and walked with me

as we buried him in
Chichicastenango...

In a bright yellow tomb

to honor the sunshine
he brought into my life.

You should've
stayed in Guatemala.

No.

I have unfinished business here.

Listen to me.

Up until this point,

you've managed to fly
mostly under the radar,

away from the eyes of
federal law enforcement.

But you announced yourself
in a big way this morning.

A dozen dead bodies elevates
you to the top of the watchlist.

I have nothing left
to lose, hermana.

But there is a very simple
thing you can do to end this war

before it goes any farther.

And what's that?

We both know you
were wiretapping

a dying man's hospital room.

You heard him promise
to give me control,

but he slipped into a coma
before he could tell his people.

You want this war to end?
Give me that recording.

You were offered a plus-one.

You... You crossed that
out and wrote "plus four."

N... Emotional support animals
are not wedding guests.

Hey, Mildred. John Nolan here.

Yeah. Uh, so, listen.
Here's the thing.

What Tim is too embarrassed
to say is that he screwed up.

He told Angela the
wrong venue cap.

Now they have too many guests.
We just need a few people t...

You will? Thank you so much.

I know the couple
will be so pleased.

Alright. Bye.

Are you proud of yourself?

Throwing a fellow
officer under the bus?

I think Detective Lopez
would approve of my methods.

Mm.

Control, 7-Adam-19.

Run a plate...
3-John-Robert-Queen-1-5-8.

Send details to our box.

His name is Miguel Offer.

He's got quite a list of priors.

We're getting a
very good picture

of Cesar's operation here.

Yeah. Too bad none of this
intel will be relevant

once La Fiera wipes
him off the map.

Hey. How'd it go?

The good news is I
can stop the war.

How?

By giving La Fiera
the wire-tap recording

of her and Madrigal
making their deal.

Well, let's do it. We'll
stop the body count.

Not all of it.

She's gonna kill
Cesar no matter what.

Better one homicide
than a second massacre.

Can we do that, though,
ethically speaking...

Pick the winner of a drug war?

What's our number-one mandate?

Protect the lives of the
people of Los Angeles.

So we end the violence today.
We go after La Fiera tomorrow.

Exactly. I'll run
it up the flagpole.

Any luck finding Cesar?

He's up in Acton,
holed up in a cabin.

We're documenting the comings
and goings of his crew,

keeping an eye out for
trouble. I got to go.

Looks like the feds
have joined the party.

I'm headed to my
lady doctor next.

Want to come to that, too?

Special Agent Taggart,
DEA. We need to talk.

Well, thanks for
agreeing to talk to me.

Of course. Yeah.

Nolan said you were
interviewing cops

for your book on police reform.

I'd talk about that all day.

John mentioned that you
come from a police family.

Yep.

Dad, my uncles, two aunts,
half a dozen cousins.

Yeah, the Wests are blue
through and through.

And Black.

Yeah.

Um, you want to
know if being Black

affects my stance
on police reform.

Does it?

Hell yeah.

I've seen firsthand how
the right kind of policing

can serve our communities and
make people's lives better.

So when an officer abuses their
power in those communities,

I take it personally.
That's interesting.

Given your family,
I might've expected

a blue-wall-of-silence
answer from you.

There definitely was a time when
I had more faith in the system,

but recently I've seen
firsthand how broken it is.

How so?

It needs to be a lot
easier to fire bad cops.

I almost died trying.

Why the cloak and dagger?

You were in La Fiera's hotel
suite for 17 minutes, 9 seconds.

What'd you talk about?

Makeup tips, cutest
members of BTS...

Be careful, Detective.

You just got to the
big kids' table.

I can easily have you
put back in uniform.

No, you can't.

You know what else you
apparently can't do?

Wiretap La Fiera.

Because if you could,
you wouldn't be asking me

what we talked about for
17 minutes and 9 seconds.

Now, why am I here?

I'm running a multi agency
task force... DEA, FBI, BNE.

Why not LAPD?

We're on the front
lines of this.

You should be bringing us in.

I have over 25 years'
experience dealing with cartels.

I say when it's time
to bring in local PD.

So, here's the carrot.

You tell me what you know,

and I'll consider inviting
you into the inner sanctum.

We have a recording
of Tomás Madrigal

giving La Fiera control
of his drug operation.

I want a copy of that tape.
That's funny. So does she.

To cement her control, which is
why you can't give it to her.

We need time to analyze
that, go over the angles.

Do you even speak Spanish?

What does that have
to do with anything?

Veinticino años de
experiencia con los carteles.

¿Hablas el idioma?
¿Conoces la cultura?

Vez como la política
de los Estados Unidos

ha creado mas caos y
crimen en América Latina?

No wonder we're losing.

Look, I'll take your
request under advisement,

but it's LAPD's recording.

We'll decide what we do with it.

Now, you see, you
played that all wrong,

because unlike you, your
boss knows that the best path

to putting La Fiera behind bars
is through a federal court.

So I'm just gonna
go over your head,

take that tape, and leave you
watching from the sidelines.

So, what's my first test?

Buying drugs without
getting ID'd or...

Are you going
undercover as a tweaker?

No. So that wouldn't
be a very useful test.

I can't cram 100 hours' worth
of training into one shift,

so I have to get to the heart

of what you need to know
in order to survive.

When you are a UC, you
have to be on triple duty.

So what does that mean?

It means I need to keep three
things in my head at all times.

Yes. What are they?

First I always have
to be aware of the law

and proper procedure.

There are certain actions
I can take as a UC...

I can be the lookout
for a burglary.

I can drive the getaway car...

And a lot of actions
that I can't take.

I can't get high.

I can't assault or
victimize someone.

Second? I always have
to be my character,

spend every moment channeling
Nova Lin and not Lucy Chen.

Third? Um...

Oh, shoot.

You have to not get
caught or killed.

Right. If you really
were a drug cook,

the only thing that you
would be worried about

is whether you are
getting paid or popped

at the end of your cook.

But as a UC, you have to have
three complicated streams

of consciousness going through
your mind at all times.

How much time have you
spent on your backstory?

I've filled four journals.

What?

It's... It's just
gonna be interesting

to see what you thought
was important about Nova

and what was not.

Anyway, I'mma step out.

I'm gonna give you five
minutes to get into character,

and then we are
going to a party.

Officer West,

we just received
an anonymous tip

on one of La
Fiera's strongholds.

Units from Hollywood
Division are on their way.

Meet them there and
keep me in the loop.

Yes, sir.

You think Cesar
Madrigal called it in

so we'd do his
dirty work for him?

I do, which makes him
smarter than I thought.

Yes, sir.

Still, we'd rather
arrest these guys quietly

than have a repeat of
this morning's bloodshed.

I'm on my way.

Hey. Officer West, Mid-Wilshire.

Came by to see if you
guys needed a hand.

Thanks. We're just bringing
the rest of the guys out now.

Found enough long guns
to arm a small battalion.

Well, well, well.
Look who it is.

You were fired.
Was.

Turns out being saddled
with an incompetent rookie

isn't grounds for termination,

even if that rookie's
daddy does run IA.

This is the rookie you
were telling us about?

Yep. Officer Jackson West.

The kid who stabbed
me in the back.

Let's go.

Sniper. Where you been?

I had some trouble.
Nothing I couldn't handle.

This... This is Nova.

I don't think you
two have met yet.

I'd remember. Likewise.

Careful.

You're about to
burn that burger.

You know your way
around a grill?

I usually cook in a more
controlled environment.

That so? What do you cook?

All sorts. Mainly catering.

Big orders.

Nova came through
for me recently.

Uh, I'mma go grab a
beer. You two talk.

Where'd you learn to cook?

Here and there.

But every top chef
needs formal training.

Sure, but I only just met you.

You don't see me asking
where you did time.

What makes you think I did time?

Nature of the beast.

Well, if you're
friends with Sniper,

that means you're
in the business,

and if you're in the business,

eventually you catch a charge.

I might be able to use
someone with your background.

Yeah, I'll need to do
my due diligence first.

I only work with professionals.

Well, by all means, ask around.

Why do you have
to be so complicated?

I'm not being ridiculous.

Something wrong? No.

Just get in the car.
Get in the freakin' car.

Get your hands off of me!

Do you know them?

No.
Let's go.

I just don't like seeing
a girl being mistreated.

I can fix that.

Watch the grill.

Hey!

Yeah, you! Boy! Come here!

What's the problem? This kid
put his hands on the girl.

Nova didn't like it.

Yeah. She's, uh, she's
sensitive that way.

Me, I think a girl could
use a little more focus.

What?

Go on. Tell him.

You should treat
that girl better.

Kiss my ass.

What did you say to me?

Nothin'. Sorry.

Won't happen again.

See that it doesn't.
Now piss off.

Nice gun.

It's all right.

It's a cop gun.

Yeah.

They use 'em 'cause they're
reliable when things get real.

It's good enough for me.

Well, let's eat.

Let's eat!

Took you long enough.

L.A. traffic. What
do you want from me?

Got one unmarked car,

two sets of civvies fresh
from lost-and-found.

You were supposed to pull
clothes from our lockers.

We texted you our combinations.

Oh, I didn't do that.

Why do we rely on
you for anything?

I've been wondering that myself.

Oh, um, Smitty, one more thing.
Um, about Lopez's wedding.

Yeah. She got my RSVP,
right? Yeah, that's just it.

You can't send an RSVP card to a
wedding you weren't invited to.

Oh, of course I'm
invited. I'm the deejay.

He's not the deejay.
You're not the deejay!

It's not right.

Those bodies are
on our murder board.

The DEA can't just force
us to follow their command.

That tape could end the
bloodshed right now.

Angela, stop. The Chief already
sent the recording to the feds.

You have to let this go.

He's back.

Who? Doug Stanton.

He was disposed on our
pinch. He's back on the job.

He's in the Hollywood
Division. Damn it.

I'm so sorry.

Looks like Stanton appealed
his termination and won.

What, and... And no
one cared to tell me?

The brass is under no obligation

to notify you or me
of their rulings.

After everything he did,
not a single repercussion?!

That's not entirely true.

He lost his seniority
and got demoted to P2,

where he'll be for the
rest of his career.

He'll never be a
training officer again.

But he still wears the badge.

The Police Commissioner
and the Board of Rights

ended up seeing things his way.

Because they were
more interested

in avoiding a
wrongful-termination suit

than punishing a corrupt cop.

Look, Sarge.

This man left me there to die.

This isn't over.

I'm gonna bring it up at
the Sergeants Staff meeting.

I am not done fighting for you.

Yeah. Don't bother.

We both know it
won't do any good.

Stanton won.

Thank you very much.

And now we have cut
the list by 27 guests.

That's not bad.

You told them I
was so guilt-ridden

I've been crying in bed all day.

It really helped
paint the picture.

You do remember I hold
your fate in my hands?

Duly noted.

Control, 7-Adam-19, be advised.

Cesar is on the
move with his crew.

Requesting airship to
aid in our surveillance.

- I did good, right?
- You did great.

I knew it was a setup.
No,you didn't. No, you didn't.

Okay. I couldn't
know for sure, but...

You should be in school.

Relax. Nyla wrote me a note.

See you tonight? Yeah.

Uh, hey, who was that boy?

Do you know? They're
not dating, right?

Because I did not like that kid.

Never mind.

So, what's next?

You never know what comes
next when you're undercover,

so why would I tell you now?

Get your ass off my desk.

Are you not housebroken yet?

We decided that Sandra de la
Cruz can have the recording.

You could have called
to tell me that.

So why are you here?

We installed malware
on this drive.

She plugs this
into her computer,

snakes its way throughout
her entire network...

Tablets, phones, routers.

In one fell swoop, we get
evidence on the whole operation.

But you need someone she
trusts to deliver it to her.

Is this really the
best idea you've got...

A glorified spam link?

Will you give it to her or not?

A booty call?

He's in the middle of a gang
war and that's his priority?

That's how his father knew he
would just run the business

into the ground.

That's why he sold
out to La Fiera.

Let's find out who
this girlfriend is.

I'll run her plates. Control?

Officer West.

Professor Ryan. What
can I do for you?

Well, Jackson called to tell me

about Officer Stanton
being reinstated.

He asked for my help.

What kind of help? Exposure.

A Black rookie officer
being abused and left to die

by his white T.O., and
the guy keeps his job?

If it were up to me,
we'd be on CNN right now.

So what's stopping you?

I felt like I owed
you a heads-up, sir.

Son, you don't owe me anything.

I understand your anger,

just like I understand
your instinct to go public.

But I believe you'll
be making a mistake.

The Department has
left me with no other option.

If my life is worth
less to the Department

than the cost of a lawsuit,
why should I protect them?

You shouldn't. You
should protect yourself.

And I'm telling you, going
on TV, putting Doug on blast

will just cause the Department
to circle their wagons.

They will shield Doug to
defend their own reputation.

You'll be inadvertently
making a martyr out of him

and isolating yourself.

And that right there is why
things will never change.

Until cops speak up about
what is really happening,

change will never
come. I hear you.

But at what cost? This
young man's career?

Sarge, I have to do something.

Jackson is willing to step up
and risk losing everything.

But you insist it won't work.

So tell me. What will?

You've been a cop
for a long time.

Tell me what we can do to
make the department turn

against Doug Stanton.

Or we'll be on the 6:00 news.

Lucy Chen, meet
Sergeant Mark Murray...

Aka Shea.

Uh...

It's a pleasure, sir.

And that burger was
truly delicious.

Thank you. You made a
nice save with the kid.

Besides being a grill master,

Shea is a court-certified expert
in clandestine narcotics labs.

Manufacturing dope is part
of my official duties.

Now, Detective Harper informs me

that you're gonna be
posing as a chemist.

Yes, sir.
Okay. Come on.

So, Dilaudid, meth,
heroin, fentanyl.

Chemically speaking,
what's the difference

between nasal
decongestant and meth?

One oxygen molecule. Just one.

And to add that molecule?

You have to break the
pseudoephedrine down,

then add methyl alcohol
and evaporate it

so that the oxygen can...

Boom! Half your
chemicals just burned up.

Improvise. Where do you
get the methyl alcohol?

Um... Where?

Windshield washer fluid,

then fertilizer with
anhydrous ammonia.

Sodium metal or lithium metal.

You can get that from batteries.

Yes, you can. Good.

We're gonna spend the
afternoon cooking.

Knowing what to do is one thing.

Knowing what to do when
everything goes wrong...

That's what's gonna
keep you alive.

Alright. Show me what you got.

Where's your doorman?

Running an errand.

Cafecito? You must have some.

I have it shipped in
daily from my country.

We have the best in the world.

Guatemalan style.

Very sweet.

But don't worry...

The beans are called
Huehuetenango.

Low on acid. Easy on the tummy.

Your baby won't mind.

Now, you have
something for me, no?

There's a condition.

The war stops today.

You declare an
immediate cease-fire

and a guaranteed protection
of Cesar Madrigal.

You ask a lot of
grieving mother.

You chose this line of work.

This is the price
of doing business.

Say it.

No harm will come
to Cesar Madrigal.

You have my word.

The Federales put a Trojan
horse in here, yes?

Brand new and air-gapped

so it can't connect
to your network.

Of course.

You watch us, hermana.

We watch you.

Tell the DEA better
luck next time.

Gueros like that always
underestimate chicas like us.

Control, be advised,
Cesar is on the move.

Have the nearest unit
pick up the tail.

We're gonna question
the girlfriend.

My son... He's
foolhardy and rash,

but he's still my blood.

Cesar will
be provided for.

You have my word.

Then you, Ms. De la Cruz...

I want you to
continue my legacy.

And just like that, there
is peace in Los Angeles.

Felicidades, Angela.

Cafecito is good, verdad?

Quesadilla de Arroz?

My abuelita's is better.

You want the recipe? No.

Stop acting like we're friends.

For the moment, our
interests align,

and it'll stay that way

if the violence stops
and Cesar stays alive.

I told you.

Killing Cesar would
be unsatisfying.

He must suffer like I suffer.

Can I use your bathroom?

This baby's bouncing on my
bladder like a trampoline.

Police, open up.

We have some questions for
you regarding Cesar Madrigal.

Don't know him. That's weird.

We just saw him
leave. May we come in?

I'm calling my lawyer.

Good. You really should.

We're in the process
of getting a warrant.

Look, it's criminal 101

for suspects to
hide illicit items

in their girlfriends' homes.

Cash, contraband, you name it.

That gets you arrested.
That gets you put in prison.

That gets your baby
put in foster care.

That is not the outcome
we're hoping for.

So, let's sit down,

have a talk about this
taking a different path.

Hey.

I think Cesar might
have a kid somewhere,

and La Fiera's
going to kill him.

Yeah, a little
ahead of you, there.

Do me a favor... Call
in back-up. Code 3 high.

5917 Sycamore Court.
Five shooters on site.

You have a cast-iron tub in
your home? Yes, upstairs.

Get your baby. Get
inside. Lock the door.

Hide in the tub.
It's bulletproof.

Call it off.

Murdering Cesar's baby
is twisted, even for you.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

But if Cesar's
child were to die,

well, that's just karma
balancing the scales.

It doesn't bother you?

Making another mother
grieve the way you do?

Like I said...

I cannot stop what
I did not order.

What's the plan?

They came here expecting to
find a helpless woman and child.

Let's show them how steep
the price of admission is.

Galeno, right? You
work with La Fiera.

I met you at the hospital
last week, remember?

You were dressed different.

Yeah, I was in uniform.

Easy, gentlemen.

If I see a weapon,

we're gonna have a real problem.

Look, I appreciate the position
that you're in, officers,

but you need to try
to understand mine.

We have a job to do,

and the price of
failure is death.

So there is nothing
for us to lose.

You, on the other
hand... You have options.

I think he wants
us to walk away.

How much? How much do you want?

Oh, I want to be Batman rich.

What's that take? Like,
a billion? Way more.

Yeah, like 10 or 20. Since
I don't think you have

that kind of cash on
you, it looks like

we're sticking around and
I don't get to be Batman.

Then I guess we're done talking.

Rgh!

Ow.

Fall back upstairs?

Negative. They'll just
light the house on fire

and shoot us when we come out.

Our only option is to
take the fight to them.

Well, it looks like
we're done talking, too.

Whoa!

Ow!

Don't even breathe.

This is gonna hurt. But I
owe you for shooting me.

You know what they taught us at the
Academy about fighting a guy with a knife?

No, tell me. Says if you
hold it the wrong way,

you got a chance.

If they hold it
the right way, run.

How am I holding it?

The right way.

You gonna run? No.

That the best you got?

First knife fight? Yeah.

He hold it the right way?

Yeah.

Control, 7-Adam-19.

Five in custody. Code 4.

Stella?

Wade. Come on in.

Appreciate you taking the time.

This is Officer Jackson West.

Pleasure to meet
you, ma'am. You, too.

But, listen, I read the report

on your attack in
Doug Stanton's file.

It's unconscionable,

but your Sergeant here
knows as well as I do

that when an officer is
reinstated by the Department,

there's literally nothing

their Watch Commander
can do about it.

With all due respect, ma'am,

that's, uh... that's not true.

Stella, we go way back.

You know firsthand
how hard it is

to make meaningful changes
inside the Department.

So all I'm asking is that
you hear Officer West out.

Alright.

You have my attention.

As you all know,
I have instituted

new training protocols
with the goal of moving us

towards a more modern
approach on policing.

We're gonna watch and
discuss a new training video

about ensuring your
partner's safety.

Control, 7-Adam-7.
A to B. I'm out with three.

- Copy, right behind you.
- Stop where you are.

Look, you guys do
not want to do this.

Look... Stop where you are!

Hey! Oh!

Whoa!
Is that Stanton?

That's Stanton.

He's still breathing.
He's still breathing.

7-Adam-19, we need an
ambulance to our location.

Officer down, 24-year-old male,

full body trauma.

What happened, partner?

Who did this to you?

This is not what it
looks like. Yes, it is.

This is the truth
about Doug Stanton...

What kind of cop he is.

One who won't have your back
when you need it the most.

Come on, guys.

Come on, you... you know me.

They do now.

Hey, Lucy.

So, I just got off
the phone with Shea.

You rocked the cook.

He said you're
more knowledgeable

than half the guys
that work for him.

What? Wow. So, what
does that mean?

Well, I spoke to Grey,

and I told him you are
as ready as you could be,

considering the circumstances,

and he approved the operation.

There is no telling

how long you will
be off the grid,

so you need to get your
personal life squared away.

Yes, ma'am.

This assignment,
it will be hard.

It will be lonely,

and at times, it
might even be boring.

But you can never
let your guard down.

If you do, you are dead.

You got it? Yes.

Alright. Go home.

The real work starts tomorrow.

Paperwork on this one
is gonna take forever.

I was gonna order some food.

How about Thai?

You're a good cop, Nolan.

I'll grant you that.

Thank you, sir.

I appreciate it. Is
that a yes to Thai?

How serious are you about
becoming a training officer?

Very serious.

Training our next generation

is the most sacred position
an officer can hold.

It's not a consolation prize

or a rung on the ladder
to your next promotion.

I know that. No, I
don't think you do.

Because last month, you
wanted to be a detective.

Then you found out
that couldn't happen,

and now you want to be a T.O.

Sir, I don't want to be a T.O.

I'm going to be a T.O.

If you want to doubt
my convictions,

that's fine.

You don't want to help
me? That's fine, too.

But you're not
going to deter me.

Let's get Mexican. Love it.

Hey.

I left messages for you.

Lying in wait for the
pregnant woman to walk out?

Way to be creepy.

How'd it go?

La Fiera saw right
through your play.

Made an audio recording and
ditched the thumb drive.

That's my fault.

Shouldn't have sent in a novice.

When you look at
her, all you see

is a woman from a
third-world country

with a fourth-grade education.

But she's smarter than you.

Oh, really? But not you?

No, she probably is.

But I'm humble
enough to know that,

which is why I'm going to be
the one who takes her down.

No! No!

No!

You screwed up betraying
Mr. Salonga like that.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

We grabbed up your friend Coco.

It took a little cutting,

but she told us that
she was a cop...

That you were all cops.

You're lying.

Coco would never say that,
because it's not true.

W-Wait, wait.

No! No! No!

Look, I'm not asking you.

I already know.

My question is,

what else do the cops know
about Mr. Salonga's operation?

We have certain
upcoming transactions.

I need to know if
they've been compromised.

I have no idea.

Last chance.

Listen to me.

Whatever Coco said
to you, she's lying.

That's what people do when
they're being tortured.

She would have admitted
to being an elephant

if you had asked her.

You set that fire,

and Salonga is as good as dead.

Word on the street is

he's in debt to some
really bad people,

and I am the only one
who can get him out of it

by cooking him up a fortune.

But I am not gonna do
that if you hurt her.

So pull your head out of
your ass and let us go.

She's pretty good.

Of course she is.

I taught her
everything she knows.

Pass me a towel? Wow!

You're a full-service asshat!

You'll thank me for it later.

And you!

You abducted me

when you know what
I have been through!

That is exactly why I did it.

And if you're looking
for an apology,

you're not gonna get it.

I needed to see how
you would react.

And honestly, you needed to
see how you would react.

That was your last test. Really?

'Cause that's what you said
after the last last test.

Which is why you didn't
see this one coming.

Look at me.

This is your final
chance to back out.

Do you still want this after
what you just experienced?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

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