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[Scott] Hooch, let's tell
them what happened last week.

Okay, we've got a big case.
Let's split up into two teams.

A-team goes to city hall,
where the action is.

The A-team is T-Squad,
group in the corner.

B-team, Baxter, X, dog man,
stays back at the hotel.

- Why are we B-team?
- [machine gun fire]

You are now under our control.

The US Marshals are at city hall,
where they think an attack is coming.

Honestly, Chief, I'm glad I left
Turner and the dog back at the hotel.

You know, I'm still not
exactly sure how to train him.

- Maybe you have to play more.
- Play, like how?

What do you like to do for fun?

- I jog.
- We could jog.

- Yeah. How about Thursday?
- Yes!

Hey, I was wondering if you found out
any more information on Dad's files.

This is Valley Road, where they
found Dad after the heart attack.

Dad's old watch.

[Laura] Hooch is getting bad
vibes. You're getting them too.

[Scott] Yeah.

- [Scott] So cool you're into running too.
- [Erica panting] Yeah, it's the best.

Do you always
start at 5:00 a.m.?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, it gets you
up, kick-starts the day.

- Yeah.
- Everyone's in bed.

[panting, laughing] All
those dummies still in beds.

- [Scott] Quiet really helps me think.
- Mmm.

- [Scott] You're doing great.
- Thank you. Yeah, you too. Super great.

Hey, maybe we should
stop. Hooch is winded.

Oh. Okay.

[both breathing heavily]

Hey, um, I've been thinking
about asking you something.

- It's about Hooch.
- Of course.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Sure. What is it?

You've gotten to know him a little bit,
and, uh, you keep saying he has potential.

Oh, tons.

- Yeah, he's smart, passionate.
- [dogs whining]

He's playful. Tons of potential.

Potential for what?

'Cause with Jessica going on office duty,
I kinda gotta make an impression at work.

I don't know, right now it seems like
Hooch's big skill is embarrassing me.

Well, he's got a great nose.

He already did some tracking with
that witness who went missing,

so I say we start
there, build on that.

Okay.

Hear that, buddy?

Use your nose for something other than
finding food you're not supposed to eat.

[exhales deeply] Maybe we
should take an Uber back.

- Okay.
- I think he has a side cramp.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

I think there's a pickup
point like a mile from here.

- Oh, great.
- Yeah, awesome.

[Erica] Another mile. Fun.

[Mendez] One last
piece of business.

His desk is getting
a bit cluttered,

but I've got some hardware
for one of our deputies.

The Northern District of California
recognizes Trent Havelock

for sustained
investigative excellence.

Get on up here, Trent.

- T! T!
- [Trent grunts]

Trent again?

- Congratulations.
- Thanks, Chief.

When are you getting a plaque for
totaling the most service vehicles?

- [marshals laughing]
- Whoa.

[Trent] Jealousy's
a bad look, Baxter.

Hooch, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No. No, no!

[marshals laughing]

[Scott] Hooch, no.
What are you doing?

I got this. I got this.

Maybe this is a
good place to stop.

Trent, grab your team, meet in my
office. I got some intel from the ATF.

[Hooch panting]

Cute.

Please, don't
encourage him. Please.

- This one looks safe.
- [Hooch whines]

Mmm.

- I swear, if I could marry a food…
- You're talking about doughnuts right now?

You know, Trent just got
an award for a case we did.

Trent got a piece of plastic for
being teacher's pet. Who cares?

You're the one who keeps telling
me I need to find a new partner

for when the chief
puts you on desk duty.

I mean, Trent's
obviously crushing it.

Wait, wait, wait, no.

I was not talking about Trent.

I was thinking, like,
Andy's nice or Jenna

or Xavier.

Xavier?

I'm not even sure
he's from this planet.

I don't know if you noticed,
but Trent and the T-Squad,

they're in tight with the chief, get
all the good cases, and I'm stuck on...

- Let me tell you something, and trust me…
- [Hooch groans]

…Hooch is twice the
deputy Trent will ever be.

Hooch has your back, he's not
worried about taking credit,

and he has really, really,
really good taste in doughnuts.

Hey, Matthew, help me clean
up a little bit, please.

Um, Uncle Scott's gonna
be here any minute.

He's coming here again?

I think he might need
some help with Hooch.

- You think you can handle that?
- Yeah. Sure.

- [knocks]
- Okay.

Hey, guys.

- Hey.
- You're here!

- [Scott] Hi.
- [Matthew] Hooch!

- [Hooch whines]
- I am also here, your human uncle.

Can I take Hooch to my bedroom?

Yes, take him forever. Go.

Okay, let's play US Marshals.

You be you, and I'll be Uncle Scott,
and I'll help you chase a bad guy.

Or a bad girl. Women can
be criminals too, okay?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Um, so, sorry to put
you to work right away,

but can you help me build a volcano
for Matthew's science class?

Dad used to help with that kind of
thing, and I'm completely hopeless.

- Sure, why not?
- Thanks.

Maybe we should color the cotton
gray for the pyroclastic flow.

I think we're okay. [Laughs]

Matthew's at the, you know,

fire-comes-from-the-ground
stage of volcano science.

You okay?

Rough day.

And it's not getting
better anytime soon.

You know Jessica's going
on desk duty for the baby,

so I'm losing my human partner.

And the chief is the one
who gives out assignments,

and if you're not one of
his favorites, you're me.

Hey, you're gonna be fine.

You have been training for
this your entire life, okay?

I think we're done.
What do you think, bud?

[Matthew] I think it's good.

- I'll go get the stuff to make lava.
- [Laura] Great idea.

- Lava!
- [chuckles]

Let's hear it, Matt.
Lava, lava! [Chuckles]

Aw, how you doing?

Why do I always...
I always do that.

- Oh, here.
- Thank you.

By the way, I did a little more digging
into the criminals from Dad's files

in the system at work.

You did? That's great.

I'll show you, but don't get
too excited. I didn't find much.

I ran 'em all through the
database. Some bad folks here.

Gang leader from Modesto,
drug trafficker from SoCal.

But... But none of them are
connected to each other.

Most of them don't even have
a connection to Cypress Beach.

Most?

So, Dad arrested this guy once.

Uh, small-time local
troublemaker, Wyatt Tolliver.

Hmm. Interesting. Maybe
he's our way into the case.

Not a case at the moment,
right? Just files, random files.

- This isn't random.
- Not connected.

Dad put them all together.
There's binder clips.

You know what? I
know it's weird,

but we have to remember, right, like,
big cases weren't exactly Dad's thing.

- Right?
- What are you talking about?

Dad solved the biggest
case in our town's history.

Yeah, and he spent the rest of
his life on the smallest ones.

[Matthew] Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
Hooch attacked the volcano!

- What are you doing? What are you...
- That was so epic.

- [Scott] Wow.
- Hooch was like a giant volcano monster.

- [Hooch growling]
- [Scott] Oh, my... Hooch! [Grunts]

- [Hooch barks]
- Hooch, come here!

[Scott] What's
going on over there?

It's that case the chief
pulled Trent in on yesterday.

A fugitive jewel thief.
Krista something.

Krista St. Jean? Was
it Krista St. Jean?

I... That sounds right.

Are you serious right now?
She's in the Bay Area?

Oh, Jess, we should
go talk to Trent.

- Uh-uh. No. No way.
- [Hooch whines]

My clock is ticking here.

You think I'm gonna spend my last
few days on the street with Trent?

No.

The marshals have been after
Krista St. Jean forever.

I had her wanted poster on my vision
board since before I was sworn in.

What else is on
your vision board?

Just my goals and dreams.

If I can get on a case
like this, I'd be set.

Correction, Trent will be set.

That's how he rolls.

A case like Krista St. Jean,
it doesn't come around twice.

I help nab her, I got
a new partner for sure.

I'm gonna do it. Gonna talk
to him. Should I talk to him?

- No.
- I'm gonna talk to him.

You're not listening. It's the
opposite of what I said, but…

[Scott] What?

I warned you.

[Mendez] There she is.

Krista St. Jean.

Don't let her good looks
fool you. She's deadly.

Rolls with a takedown
crew of ex-army guys.

Hit a dozen jewelry stores
back East. Hit 'em hard.

ATF wants her on
weapons charges.

Now, we caught a break, tracked
her to the Axiom Hotel downtown.

This is from the hotel lobby when
she checked out, 45 minutes ago.

Axiom's down the street from the
Golden State Gem and Trade Show,

largest jewelry trade
show on the West Coast.

Opens in two days.

We believe she's casing
that for her next heist.

This is big.

She's slipped through the
Service's fingers before,

but this time, T-Squad's
gonna take her down.

- [T-Squad applauds]
- Yeah.

- We're heading downtown. Let's do this.
- Stay frosty.

Hey, uh, uh, Trent, I think
I might be able to help.

I've studied the St. Jean case.

Yeah, thanks for the offer, rook,
but I've already got a kick-ass team.

Of course. But, um, you
don't have a K-9 unit.

If you had anything with Krista's
scent, Hooch might be able to track her.

Turner's got a point. Dog came
through with that FBI witness thing.

Exactly what I was
thinking too, Chief.

Dog it is.

Okay, you R-2-R-O?

Ready to roll…

- Over?
- Why would I roll over?

- I don't know.
- That makes no sense.

It doesn't. You're right.

- Just come with me.
- Okay.

Thanks.

Just be cool with the
T-Squad, you know?

They're just deputies like us.

Or me, 'cause you're a
dog. You get the point.

Today's our chance
to impress 'em.

This could be big.

[bell clangs]

So is there like a T-Squad
group chat I should get on or…

[Trent] Okay, here's the deal.

The manager said this
pillowcase was in Krista's room.

It should still have her scent.

Our bandit was standing in
this spot only an hour ago.

- Can that thing track her?
- As long as she's still in the area.

Okay, let's see.

All right. All right, bud.

Got it. Ready?

Okay.

Anytime.

It's just gotta marinate
for a second. There we go.

That's the way to the trade
show. Okay, follow the dog!

Looking good, boy.
Do your thing.

Is it drunk or something?
Why's it weaving around?

This is part of it. I
think he's onto something.

[Trent] Trade
show's in this area.

Looks like you were right
about Krista casing the place.

We're the T-Squad, baby. We're
always ahead of the game.

Dog's doing good, bro.

We need to get you a
call sign or something.

Like Dawg, only
spelled the cool way.

Or Animal, because
it's an animal.

- Boom. Animal. Anointed.
- Boom.

[Scott] Looking good, Hooch.

- Hey, hey, bud.
- [Trent] What's going on here, Animal?

- Normal. Totally normal.
- It's not normal.

He probably needs the scent.
So I'm gonna give that again.

Okay, Hooch. Tracking,
remember? Tracking.

- Turner, you know how to use this or not?
- One sec.

- [Hooch whines]
- Bad time for a belly rub, Hooch.

Don't do this to me, Hooch.

Come on. You can find her.

Hurry. Chase, Hooch. Chase.

Come on.

Come on.

[barks]

Guys, we're back
on it. Let's go.

Good job, Hooch. You got it.

[man on radio] Special
Operations Group, incoming.

[Trent] We passed the trade show a
block ago. Why would she be here?

I don't know, but
he's speeding up.

Maybe she's with her
crew. We can nail 'em all.

[Hooch barking]

- Come on!
- Move, move!

- In here! In here!
- [tires screech]

- [Trent] She's in there?
- [woman] What is this place?

[Trent] Marcus, cover
the back entrance.

- A pet store?
- Um, maybe Krista stopped in here.

You think Krista St. Jean, the
country's biggest jewel thief,

went into a pet store?

[dog toy squeaking]

Twelve deputies, four
SUVs, a Special Ops Group,

and we just caught
a squeaky toy.

Nice one, rookie.

Dead end. Let's move out.

You gonna pay for that?

- Oh, um…
- You squeak it, you buy it.

Twenty-eight bucks.

Twenty-eight dollars.

Twenty-eight!

[Trent] Krista St. Jean passed
through the intersection

one block from where you stopped to
give your dog a freakin' belly rub.

[Scott sighs] We were so close.

Close doesn't cut it.

Ah, it's my fault.

I shouldn't have brought you on.
You've barely been on the street.

I pushed Hooch pretty hard.

Don't pass the buck, bro. If I
miss a shot, I don't blame the gun.

- Yeah.
- Look, man.

If you wanna roll with the T-Squad,
you gotta be 100% accountable.

Okay.

Did you screw up? Yes. Is
everybody laughing at you?

- Probably not... Yes.
- Yes. A lot of people are.

- Of course.
- But from failure comes a bridge to…

- Terabithia?
- What?

I'm sorry.

Yeah. I gotta build
a bridge, to success.

- Exactly.
- Yeah.

- That's exactly right.
- Copy.

That's what it takes
to be on the team.

At the end of the day, if
you're not on the team,

then who the hell are you?

Some weird loner like Xavier.

Does he get dressed in the dark?

Anyway.

You'll learn, rook.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Go away.

- We're done here. This is over. Okay.
- Okay.

Hey, Turner.

- Can I get a belly rub?
- [chuckles]

That's funny. Sick burn.

- [man] Belly rub!
- [dog toy squeaking]

So how's your plan to
impress the cool kids going?

They let you sit at
their lunch table yet?

Jess, we were one
block away from Krista.

Well, at least
Hooch got a new toy.

Wait, what is that?
Like, a herring?

Yes.

[dog toy squeaking rapidly]

Please cut it out, okay?
I'm trying to study.

We cannot blow this if
we get a second chance.

Okay, that's it.

No more squeaking. No!

I'm taking it. I'm taking it.

- You've left me no ch... Wow.
- [Hooch growls, barks]

[squeaking continues]

Oh, will you please shut up?

[shouts]

Will you please just stop?

I am begging you from
the bottom of my heart.

- Just please.
- [squeaking continues]

I'll trade you.

What do you want?

You want this pillow? You
already made your mark.

Okay. All right. I'm
coming in from uptown.

You want Mr. Horsey? This
is cool, right? Okay.

Argyle socks. Yeah!

Twenty-two dollars! Cool, right?

You want this?

[growling]

- No trade.
- [Hooch barks]

[barking]

I don't care! Bark away!

[laughing]

[cell phone rings]

Hi, Mrs. Mandelbaum.

Yeah, uh, I'm very
sorry about the barking.

Yeah, I-I know it's very late.

Sorry. Bye.

[dog toy squeaking]

[squeaking continues]

It seemed liked Hooch was on
it. You know? Just so focused.

Turns out he was just shopping.

And somehow Trent
thinks I screwed up.

Well, kind of. You did. Twice.

Like when he went straight?

That's just not how dogs track.

But it seemed like Hooch
knew where he was going.

I mean, that's the thing.

A tracking dog doesn't
know where it's going,

it's finding where it's going.

[sighs] Well, what was I supposed to
do? You know, I gave him belly rubs.

I was encouraging him,
like, really hard.

Yeah, that. Also a mistake.

It's 'cause dogs, they
look at us for their cues.

So you wanted a chase, and
Hooch gave you a chase.

I mean, he was trying
to make you happy.

Oh, I'm not happy.

No, this was a big opportunity
to partner up with Trent,

and all Hooch cares about
is that squeaky toy.

Squeak, squeak, squeak,
squeak, squeak, squeak.

All the time. It's all the
time. It's driving me insane.

I have an idea.

Curtis.

Hi.

Can you come help me for a sec?

Do you mean like
an actual second?

'Cause I gotta feed the dogs in
seven minutes or they get anxious.

We will be done
by then. Promise.

I want you to meet Scott.
He's a deputy marshal.

And that's Hooch.

And Scott, this is
Curtis, my brother.

- He helps with training here.
- That's awesome.

Nice meeting you.

Curtis is autistic.

And you're neurotypical.

- I can tell. That's okay.
- Thanks. [Chuckles]

Can I borrow your hat? We're
gonna play hide-and-go-seek.

Oh, okay.

Hey. Good luck, Hooch.

[Erica giggles]

- Did he just give you the fish?
- Yeah.

- Okay, Hooch. Go get him. Go find Curtis.
- [Scott grunts]

[Erica] Where is
he hiding, Hooch?

- See him weaving?
- [Hooch whines]

That's him following the
cone of scent in the air.

Dogs have enough smell receptors to smell
a single hot dog on Fisherman's Wharf,

so Hooch's nose is
not the problem.

The trick is knowing
what it's telling him.

[Scott] Okay.

So, it looks like
he lost the scent.

Exactly. That's gonna happen.

Now you need to just gently help
him find it again. You know?

Don't push him in any kind
of direction or rush him.

[Scott] Okay.

All right, Hooch.
It's all good, bro.

You do what you wanna
do. Take your time, bud.

- [gasps] See?
- Whoa!

- Wow.
- [Curtis] You found me.

[Erica] That's it.
Just supporting him.

[Curtis] Nice job, Hooch.

Okay. One minute and 17 seconds!

- See, he's great at this.
- Wow.

And his owner's
not so bad either.

[laughs] Well, thank you.

Good boy.

Hey, Trent. Wait up.
It's, uh, me, Animal.

Yeah, we're gonna need to
rethink that call sign.

I'm thinking "Squeaker."

- [dog toy squeaking]
- Oh, okay.

Anyway, I took your advice and I talked
to a K-9 expert about what we did wrong.

Next time Krista pops
up, we're gonna be ready.

If there's a next time.

No, Krista's not gonna leave
town until she makes her play.

In Boston, she watched
a Sotheby's for months.

Made four attempts before
she got what she came for.

Nice. What are you, Wikipedia?

That's not all. There's
something I wanna show you.

- All right.
- Krista St. Jean's never been caught.

But an undercover ATF agent
got close six months ago.

Fat Eddie said you can get me some
Semtex. Think you can get me a kilo?

[agent] Yeah, a
kilo. I got that.

M4 and plastic explosives. Heavy
stuff for a pretty girl like you.

What you planning?

You think I'm pretty? That's nice.
I think you ask too many questions.

[agent choking]

- Oh! Oh, yeah.
- Yeah.

[Scott] She bugged out.

They lost her, but
here's the thing:

She was probably
shopping for this heist.

- Explosives, automatic weapons.
- Hard core.

- Nice work.
- [cell phone rings]

Go for Trent.

Booyah. Lock and load, boys.
St. Jean's on the move.

We roll in five!

We roll in five!

Sorry.

Come on, Hooch.

[Jessica] Nah, I'm good.

Seriously, you
should come with us.

[Jessica] Mm-mmm. Sorry, bud.

Gotta figure out what the baby
wants me to eat for lunch.

Sweet? Savory? Both? Smart kid.

Krista St. Jean is
downtown right now. Okay?

- I've been working with Hooch and think...
- I'm not doubting you and Hooch.

Believe it or not, back in the day,
I wanted to be part of the T-Squad.

But X took me aside and told
me something I never forgot:

You can't see the bandits if
you're looking in the mirror.

- Well...
- [Trent] Turner.

Planning your next book
club meeting? Let's go.

Yeah, let's go.
"Let's go" is right.

- Come on.
- Go.

Should we start a book club?

I'm not against it.

[Trent] Okay, so the SFPD got a hit
on Krista right here only an hour ago.

The trade show is
three blocks away.

[Scott] It's weird she would just walk out
here. She's gotta know we're stalking her.

Well, you said it yourself. She's
not leaving until she makes a play.

All right, Hooch.

Have a sniff of this, buddy.

Go get Krista, bud. Go get her.

We gonna raid another pet store?

No, no, no, no. Rookie's
got it this time.

- Don't ya, rook?
- 100%.

- There it is.
- Uno percento.

Give it a second.

Stand by.

[sniffing]

Couple more seconds.

- [Hooch barks]
- Bam. We're on the move.

[Trent] Yeah, let's move.

[hard rock music playing]

Good job, bud.

Pull this off, we'll
get you some shades too.

He's, uh, following the cone of scent.
Air currents affect the distribution of...

Not looking for a TED Talk, just
looking for Krista St. Jean.

For sure. [chuckling]
TED Talks are the worst.

Some TED Talks are sick.

Yeah, for sure.
Super informative.

[Trent] What? We're
back where we started.

What's going on here?

We just went in a circle.

Is this part of the
whole snow cone thingy?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
I just got to, um…

Hey, Hooch. You remember this?

You're supported.

Come on. Come on.

- Just give it a minute.
- Weak sauce, Turner.

Time for you and the dog
to head back to the office.

Okay. All right, listen up.

We know what she looks like.

Let's get out there
and find her. Let's go.

You heard the T-Man.

You gotta earn these.

I-I-I bought them.

Then I'll give 'em back. But just
know that I'm not happy about it.

[whines]

Thanks a lot.

Yo.

X.

- Whew, you're fast.
- Hey.

Uh, yeah, I got a favor to ask.

- Mm-hmm?
- It's Turner.

- He's having a rough week. Trent problems.
- Mmm.

But I'm not sure what
to do. Got any ideas?

You know, when I was in Iraq,

I used to take guys in my platoon who
were having trouble out on easy missions.

Just, you know, go secure a sand
dune or something, you know?

Build up their confidence.

Hmm. I like it. So just,
like, give him a ground ball.

Ground ball. How you mean?

You... You know, like,
in baseball. Ground ball?

- Never mind. I like your...
- Shh.

You...

Turner.

Are you available to, uh, go
after an escaped prisoner with me?

I could use the help.

You, uh… You need help with
a 70-year-old check-forger

who walked off a
federal prison camp?

I appreciate what you're trying
to do, but I think you'll be fine.

You gotta wax your own board.

I get it.

[whines]

- Yo. Yeah, what's up? Baxter here.
- [dog toy squeaking]

There's no one on that phone.

I know what you're up to.

Can I just process my
failure for a minute?

Just, like, stew in my misery?

I'll let you stew away. I
was just trying to help.

Thank you.

- [sighs]
- [squeaking continues]

You're making it
very hard to process.

So, fugitive tracking
didn't go so well.

Terrible.

Aw.

I did everything right,
you know, and he just...

He went around in a big circle

and then sat down right on
the curb where we started.

Maybe that's where her
scent was the strongest.

Doesn't matter.

I'm off the St. Jean case.

I actually came about the toy.

- He's a monster.
- [squeaking continues]

He's squeaking it day and night. It's
like he's trying to drive me crazy.

Don't take it personally.
It's just a dog thing, really.

And the squeak, it
reminds them of prey.

You... You're saying that he delights
in the squeaky cries of his victims

and he's not a monster?

[laughs] Just... Okay.

Maybe Hooch is a tiny
bit of a monster,

but you can't change
his instincts.

You can, however,
replace his toy

with something that has
a less annoying squeak.

Try subbing it in while he's eating
dinner and not focusing on it.

[squeaks quietly]

That's so much less offensive.

- [squeaks]
- Listen to that.

Oh, good? It's a good...

- This is like…
- Okay.

It's like Mozart.

Just like that concerto.

Yeah. Thank you.

- Ah, what would I do without you?
- I don't know. You'd probably die.

Just kidding.

You... You wouldn't
die. You'd be fine.

Try the new toy. Let
me know how it goes.

[dog toy squeaking loudly]

Squeak. Squeak. [Giggles]

This squeaky toy's hilarious.

Make sure Hooch enjoys it while it
lasts 'cause it's going away very soon.

Guys, I think we
finished another volcano.

- Yeah.
- You wanna see?

I think Grandpa would
have been very proud.

Looks great.

I'll add Lego villagers to
run screaming from the lava.

Good. Hooch already started
picking out the lucky villagers.

- And we'll clean up, okay?
- [giggles] Okay.

Is that, uh, for
your vet tech exam?

How's that going?

Oh. [Scoffs] It's... It's not.

I have no time to study
between Matthew and work

and watching this
dancing pig on TikTok.

Laura, it's been
a year. Come on.

Yeah, a crazy year.

It's not like I have to be a vet
tech to help Mom at the clinic.

No. You just need a degree
to actually treat animals

like you've wanted
to do forever.

So, um, did you look
into Dad's case more?

Not a case. Um,
but yeah, sort of.

I, uh, looked into
Wyatt Tolliver.

He's registered at the
Tall Oaks Trailer Park.

Doesn't say which
trailer, but...

Great. That's just outside of town.
We could drive over and talk to him.

Hold on. I don't think you...

Scotty, this is our case. Please
don't shut me out of this.

- [crashing]
- [Hooch barking]

I was just sacrificing villagers to
the volcano, and Hooch went nuts.

It only took him
seconds this time!

You destroyed another one?

- [barks]
- This is not something to celebrate.

[snorts, snickers]

[Hooch whines]

Mmm.

A whole can of fancy food.

Eat up, buddy.

[chuckling] Yeah.

That's so exciting, right, boy?

Oh, my dear. Look at this!

It's cool, right?

I heard it was from Angel.

Yeah!

[squeaking quietly]

Yeah.

Aw, come on. You
didn't even try it!

[barking]

[rock music playing]

[whispering] Please.

It's huge.

[Hooch barks]

- [squeaks quietly]
- [laughs]

Hey, bud.

Look what I got.

Look, it's your toy.

- [whining]
- Want that? Yeah?

- [squeaks quietly]
- [barking, growling]

Okay.

Fine, you win.

I'll fix it.

[barks]

[dog toy squeaking loudly]

- That the, um, check-forger?
- [man] Let's go.

Yeah. It turns out he was
hiding at this arsonist's place.

And this guy was on the
FBI's most wanted list.

Chased him through a train
yard as the sun was rising.

It was magical.

How's it looking with Trent?

You guys gonna partner up?

[Scott] It's not looking good.

Congrats.

- [loud squeaking continues]
- [Scott sighs]

Stay. Please stay.

Hooch is breaking me.

- I'm broken.
- Oh, I can relate to that.

This bump was kickboxing
my kidneys all night.

Well, whatever that briefing
is, I guess I'm not invited.

Hooch won't be happy until
I am a sleepless zombie

assigned to washing cars
in the parking garage.

Don't even worry about it.

You're definitely
not missing much.

[imitating Trent] "Hey, Chief.

Me and the T-Squad are gonna
get matching haircuts."

[imitating Mendez]
"Oh, great idea, Trent.

Loop me in on the
after-action report."

[imitating Trent]
"On it, Chief."

Hey, your boots are dirty.

"Want a spit shine
from the T-Man?"

[both chuckle]

You're good at that.

Think that sums it up.

Go for Trent. Here it is.
We're locked and loaded.

Krista St. Jean was just
spotted again downtown.

We are closing the net. We
need every available deputy…

- Hey.
- [man] You, let's go.

- Move on it. Let's go.
- [puffs air] Um…

- Time to roll.
- [man 2] Move.

Sorry, brah.

Maybe you and the dog should…

Because...

I-I can't. You know what? Thank
you. I have so much paperwork.

- It'd be weird if I came.
- Good. Have fun with that.

- Let's move! Go, go, go.
- All right.

[Scott] Go, go, go.

Are you happy?

I know it doesn't feel like it,
but I think Hooch did you a favor.

At least now you know how to
steer clear of the T-Squad.

Mmm.

Hey, are those stitches? What
happened to Hooch's fishy?

Oh, I, um… I tried to replace the
squeaker without him noticing.

- He noticed.
- Come on, man.

You know Hooch isn't gonna
fall for an impostor.

[laughs] He's way
too smart for that.

Right?

Yoo-hoo. Hello.

You freeze?

Should I reboot you?

I was just thinking
about what you just said.

About Hooch not being
fooled by an impostor.

- Come over here for a second?
- Okay.

Something's been bugging me. Um…

Look at this footage of Krista
checking out of the hotel.

- You can see her perfectly, right?
- Yeah.

But on the other security
cameras, the ones on the street,

same cap, same jacket,
but we never see her face.

So? She's avoiding the cameras.
She's been doing this for a decade.

But then why show her
face at the hotel?

I'm gonna check something.

[cell phone rings]

Hi, Scott. Hey, what's up?

I have a quick, important
question if you have a second.

Oh, yeah. All the
secs... seconds.

If someone else was wearing
the fugitive's clothes,

could that be why
Hooch lost the trail?

I've never heard of anything
like that. But sure, yeah.

That would definitely
explain why the scent faded.

[finger snaps]

And that second time,

if Krista swapped clothes with
someone and then drove away...

Hooch woulda tracked her
until she got into the car.

- Yes!
- Oh, that's amazing. Thank you.

- Yeah, anytime.
- Thank you.

Krista's got every deputy in town
looking around the trade show.

Yeah. Why?

- I got an idea. Gonna make a couple calls.
- [Scott] Me too.

[cell phone rings]

- Go for Trent.
- [on phone] It's Scott. I need to talk.

I'm in the middle of something.

[Scott] Just listen. Jessica and
I have been doing some digging.

We think we know where
Krista's gonna strike.

I don't have time for belly rubs.
Trade show's about to start.

I know, but the jewels
aren't there yet.

They arrive at the Hayward
Executive Airport today.

Bro, Krista's in San Francisco.

We've seen footage from cameras
in the area. She's here.

You don't understand. I talked to
Erica at the training center...

I don't have time for this.

Wanna take your dog to the
airport, sniff around. Fine. Do it.

T-Man out.

Let's hope we're right.

[dog toy squeaking]

Hey, can I help you folks?

US Marshals.

We're here about the Golden
State Trade Show shipment.

Whoa, marshals. I don't
see a lot of those.

Had some DEA guys
once and an ATF fella.

That was interesting. [Laughs]

We're kind of in a rush. Any idea
when the shipment's flying in?

Already landed.
That's them there.

My cousin Dave is a marshal.

Do you know him? Supercool guy.

Um, think he may be retired now.

- If the shipment's already here…
- Maybe he's even a postman.

- [sniffs]
- Thought about joining the Marshals.

It's Krista. Hooch
smells her. She's close.

- Go, Hooch. Seek.
- [Hooch barking]

Call the police. Tell them we've got
an armed and dangerous fugitive here.

We need backup immediately.

O-O-Okay. I-I-I-I'm on it.

What'd I just say about calling?

Trent, you don't understand. Hooch
tracked Krista's scent. She's here.

Negative, Turner. I'm about to
grab her now. Stop calling me.

Go, go, go, go.

- US Marshals! On the ground!
- Get on the ground now!

[bystanders screaming]

Krista St. Jean,
you're under arrest.

[woman] Who's Krista St. Jean?

This is a mistake.

What? Who... Who are you?
What are you doing here?

Some lady paid me $300 to
walk around in her clothes.

She said it was
some kind of joke.

- No. No, no, no. There's no way.
- I swear.

She said some guys would
meet me. She gave me this.

Easy. Slow, slow.

What?

Look, you should hang back.

If she's really here…

Then you're gonna need
all the help you can get.

[man] Grab the diamonds!

We doing this?

Let's do it.

[together] US Marshals! Freeze!

[siren wailing in distance]

[tires squeal]

Grab the rest! Let's go!

- She's running!
- [Jessica] Go after her.

[Hooch barking]

Where is she,
Hooch? Where is she?

In there? Is she in there, boy?

[whispering] Quiet, boy.

This is bad, Hooch.
She's got us pinned.

Should have stayed with
your friends across the bay.

Now you're gonna die.

In Hayward.

[whines]

Hey, hey.

You like your fishy?

I need you to squeak for
our lives. All right?

[dog toy squeaking]

Don't move.

Don't move.

[groans]

[Scott] Good job, Hooch.

I stayed ahead of the
marshals for ten years...

Nine years, 11 months.
But who's counting?

- [siren wailing in distance]
- [grunts]

What's your name?

- I wanna know who finally caught me.
- [helicopter approaching]

You got it. You just
got caught by...

[on speaker] This is Trent
Havelock of the US Marshals.

Put your weapons down and
come out with your hands up.

It's so weird.

Hooch lost interest in his toy
right after we arrested Krista.

Oh, this day was
full of surprises.

- [chuckles]
- Oh, I, uh, talked to the chief.

He wants us at the press
conference tomorrow.

Is this some kind of "I told you
so" about working with Trent?

- No.
- [Hooch whining]

Maybe a little.

- [Hooch whining, barking]
- Yeah.

What is it, boy?

- [Angel whining]
- Oh, my goodness. I heard what happened.

- [grunts]
- Hey.

Oh.

[dogs whining]

- Sorry.
- Hey.

I was turning in my expenses,
and so we were here.

- And then I heard that you were here.
- No problem.

Angel was really
worried about Hooch.

She heard there was a shoot-out.

Don't worry. We're
fine, Erica. Both of us.

Yes! I'm happy you're okay too.

- Oh.
- That's why I'm hugging both of you.

I don't know. I feel like
Scott got most of my hug.

But thanks.

I will see you upstairs, Scott.

- Yeah. All right.
- [Jessica] Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hey, I, uh... I just wanted to
say thank you for everything.

We never woulda caught
Krista without your help.

Oh, no problem. I mean,
it's my job. [Laughs]

Yeah, but I don't know.

Something tells me you're
going above and beyond.

Maybe a little bit.

Yeah, it's hard not to
get personally involved...

When it comes to work stuff.

So you up for
another run tomorrow?

- Totally.
- Okay.

Maybe a little less running and
more of a walk would be good?

Yeah, okay.

I'm really looking forward to
it. We are. Angel and I, I mean.

Right, Angel? [Giggles]

Great. Us too.

Bye.

Bye.

[cell phone rings]

Laura, if you're calling for help
with a third volcano, you're trippin'.

Relax, you're off the hook volcano-wise.
Matthew has a new science project.

How fast dog saliva can
dissolve papier-mâché.

- Oh, okay.
- [Laura] So, you know that Wyatt guy?

The criminal from Dad's file.

I found his trailer.

Now at first, I didn't
know which trailer was his.

Then I remembered
there's a biker dude

who brings his cockapoo
to the animal hospital,

and he knew where Wyatt lives.

So, here I am.

Wait, what? You're there?

No. Laura, you're gonna
talk to him yourself?

That's a bad idea.

Relax, I'm a people person.

[Scott] You're a
veterinary assistant.

What you gonna do if someone
attacks you? Put a cone on his neck?

No, I'll be fine.
Besides, you're busy.

[Scott] I will make time. Just…

I'll... I'll come
tomorrow. Okay?

Tomorrow? You promise?

Yes, I promise.

Just please do not try
to contact this criminal

or any other
criminal without me.

Okay, fine. I promise.
I'll see you tomorrow.

This guy is going down.

Okay.

[chattering]

What's wrong? This
is our big moment.

So, I just talked to the chief.

I'm officially on desk duty.

Something about being this pregnant and
getting into three gunfights in a month.

- Sucks.
- Yeah.

[whines]

Anyway, while I ride a desk,
I wanted you to have this.

Saint Michael.

Patron saint of law enforcement.

Kept me safe since
I was a rookie.

You know, now that I can't
be there to protect you.

Okay.

But as soon as you're off
desk duty, I'm giving it back.

Deal.

- [clears throat]
- [feedback shrieks]

I want to thank everybody
for coming out here today.

I am Deputy Marshal
Trent Havelock.

And, as you know, it was my team
that took down Krista St. Jean.

But today's not
just about me. No.

First of all, I want to thank the chief
for putting me in a position to succeed,

and as always, I gotta thank
my boys for having my back.

- T-Squad! Get up here.
- [crowd applauding]

[man] Come on, guys.

And I also want to thank
the Special Ops Group.

The Hayward PD. Come on up here.

Share this with me.

And logistical support.

Get up here, guys. Come
on. We got lots of room.

You guys did it. Well
done. You earned this.

Oh, before I forget. There is one
person I really want to thank.

Now, this person came up
big when we needed him most.

The CHP chopper pilot who
flew me across the bay.

Luke! Get up here, bro.

What a guy. Thanks, bro.

I think that wraps...
Oh, yeah. Right.

Also want to shout-out
Deputy Baxter,

- the dog and the rookie.
- [Hooch whines]

Wherever you are.
I can't see them.

Anyways, it takes a special deputy
to screw up as bad as you did

and get back on that horse.

- Way to go. Nice work.
- [crowd applauds]

So, still wanna
join the T-Squad?

- [Trent] Who's got questions for me?
- [woman] Trent! Trent!

Yeah, that was me
in the helicopter.

I just knew the only way across the
bay that fast was a chopper, so…

Hey. Don't be so down.

Something like this
happens to everybody.

Takes a bit to find
your place as a deputy.

Scott? Scott Turner.

Wow. I thought that was you.

Brooke! What are you doing here?

Saw you up there onstage behind the
flag. Very impressive, Mr. Marshal.

Thanks. [Laughs] I… I
thought you were in DC.

I just transferred to the
US Attorney's office here.

- Now we work in the same building.
- Great.

Scott and I went
out a few times.

More than a few. We kinda...

[Jessica] I work with Scott.

I'm sorry.

- Yes, this is Jessica. She's a deputy too.
- Mm-hmm.

We work together.

- [Brooke] Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

And this is Hooch.

Oh, you are such a
handsome boy, Hooch.

Well, I gotta run, but
maybe I'll see you around.

Yeah.

[Jessica] So that's her, huh?

The ex you've been hung up
on for the past five years?

I wouldn't say hung up.

[Jessica] Not hung
up? Look at you.

Your eyes are coming
out of your head.

Are you even listening? Scott.

Scott?

[pop ballad playing]