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Yes.

- Who's the man? - I am, baby.

- Who's the man? - I'm the man.

No. Who's that man?

Damn!

Hey!

Stop!

Hey, you've got to go.

But, baby, you looked so hot shooting the gun.

Mmm-mmm. Mmm-mmm. I have to call this in, Cheryl.

Can't you wait just a little while before calling it in?

- Please. - Okay, five minutes.

Five minutes? Forget it.

Cheryl, don't... No, no, no.

Wait! What if he's still out there?

I'll be all right. Neither one of you can shoot anyhow.

Let me guess. Bar fight?

Uh, sink fight. But you should see the sink.

Actually, that's not true. The sink's fine.

I'm listening.

Ring went down the drain, got caught in the garbage disposal. I went in to get it.

But I got it, so...

What if you had lost it?

I would have torn my trailer apart looking for it.

But hypothetically, if you did lose it, what would happen?

I'd be unhappy.

Very unhappy.

Can't imagine that's some kind of big psychological shocker.

No. No, it's not.

But maybe losing that ring would be a shock for you in a good way.

- You suggest I forget about Miranda? - Never.

Good.

But forgetting about someone is not the same thing as moving on,

as evolving, and I think you should allow for the possibility...

All right, as usual, this has been a blast. Thanks, though.

- This has been real helpful. - I'm sorry if I upset you, Riggs.

No, you're not.

No, it's not just a piece of metal.

It's what we're putting our son in. It should be safe and reliable.

Why is this even a debate?

His first car should have 100,000 miles on it

and be missing at least two hubcaps.

He needs a hooptie. It's a rite of passage.

I can take the money and keep riding Uber

if it will stop you guys from arguing about it.

Or

You can get a thicker pair of shoes and walk everywhere like I did.

What's wrong? Honey.

- Nothing, nothing. - "Nothing"?

- That didn't look like nothing. Roger? - I'm fine.

It didn't look fine. You need to sit down.

I'm fine.

It's just heartburn from these fake meat products.

I mean, the idea that there's something wrong with bacon...

"The idea"? You mean medical research?

When I used to eat real bacon, I never had gas.

In my recollection.

- Oh, I'm recollecting a lot. You okay? - I'm fine.

Okay.

- Love you. - Love you.

I've got to make it to a meeting, and RJ needs to get to school.

I can't wait to start driving myself.

See, him driving is going to give me more heartburn than bacon.

Mmm-mmm.

Thank you.

You can't get any.

- I love you. - Love you, too.

Oh...

Ooh.

People stealing cars from the police lot?

Audacious, I'll tell you that.

The security didn't get a good look at the guy.

Just a person with a baseball cap and a hoodie over it.

Cameras didn't catch anything either.

Now this is a hooptie.

Perfect for RJ.

But one thing this job teaches you

is that you can't judge a book

by its cover.

Hey, Rog, you might not want to go with the blow in the door trim.

It's a killer on insurance.

Hey, take this car and all the evidence to the lab.

Dust it for prints.

There's a little blood, a whole lot of dirt and bird crap.

That gonna be a problem for you, Scorsese?

DNA is easy. Writing on the other hand...

Hey, why don't you write something about a coroner

with a big-ass Afro who keeps looking

- for love in all the dead places. - Eh...

It's always the bald guys with the hair jokes.

This is all you have left.

Look, that's your future. Look into the crystal ball.

Hey, heard you guys need a car taken to the crime lab.

Hey, weren't you just here?

- Uh... - Oh, let's go!

14-10, we have a tow truck

carrying a Jetta heading west on 3rd Street towards San Pedro.

Requesting backup.

Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!

Taking this intersection!

Riggs! Riggs! Riggs! Hang back!

Riggs!

Would you relax, okay?

Don't go having a heart attack on me, Rog. I got this!

Hey.

Are you okay?

Get him.

Get you to the doctor.

I do know CPR.

You put your lips on me, I'll shoot you.

Hey, you okay?

- Is he all right? - It's okay. He's my partner.

He's okay now.

We're waiting for his test results to pinpoint exactly what happened.

Heart problems can cause sudden pain, shortness of breath, dizziness,

so he should rest at home and limit the excitement until we know more.

You hear that, Riggs? "Limit the excitement."

I can be exciting, in a bad way.

Um, thanks, Doc.

Thanks, Doc.

Come on, let's go get this tow truck.

Hey, hey, whoa... I mean...

Look, I...

I know, I pretend to pay attention when people talk,

but I think he just said you need to get some rest.

Yeah, I just rested for two hours, in there. Come on, I'm fine.

All right.

Look, I... Look, I...

I think you need to take this seriously.

Riggs,

people at work finally forgot that I had a heart attack last year,

so not a word of this to them or to Trish.

I don't want to worry her.

Yeah, of course.

Just make sure you let me know, and Trish better not find out.

All right? She'll forgive you and hate me forever.

Then where will I eat?

So explain this to me. You lost the suspect?

You know how he is. I say go left, he goes right.

We had a choice, you know, chase the bad guys or babysit the drugs and, well,

- I chase bad guys, so... - For three hours?

And we are exhausted, so I think maybe...

I vote for a little rest. You know, just kind of step back.

Okay, now I know something's up. What happened?

Okay, enough, let's just come clean.

It was Riggs' fault.

You weren't the better driver today. It's okay. It happens.

See, it's hard for him.

Yeah, it is. You know, it's just...

- It's a lot to process. - Got something.

Scorsese ran the blood from the impound lot.

The sample is a little corrupted, but it's a match to Dino Brant.

- We've got a lead. - Dino Brant? I know that name.

Guy has a record dating back to grade school.

Stealing cars, robbery, safecracking.

Led him to time in San Quentin.

Rumor was he was working for Angelo Casciano.

Now that's a name that rings bells.

Angelo Casciano has been on the LAPD's radar for years. He's a fence.

Trades in everything from drugs to artwork.

We haven't been able to catch him

because no one's been dumb or ballsy enough to flip on him.

Yeah, it could be why Dino kept his mouth shut and just did his time.

Parole file has him working as a fry cook at a diner in the valley.

Perfect. I love fried foods. Come on, let's go.

Um, or maybe...

Maybe we should go to the evidence room and sign in those drugs that we found

'cause that is the proper protocol. Is it not?

Yes. Yes, it is. Are you feeling okay, Riggs?

Me? I'm good. I'm great. And you know what?

I also forgot that I have got to run by Cahill's

'cause I don't want to miss these appointments.

You can handle the paperwork, right?

I couldn't even operate a vehicle.

How am I gonna fill out paperwork?

Good luck with Monty.

How long we gonna do this, Monty?

I have nothing but time, Roger.

Isn't the statute of limitations on a grudge up after, like, 15 years?

There's no limitations on destroying a man's career.

I was your training officer.

It was my obligation to assess you as honestly as I could.

Oh, and you honestly just couldn't see me being a detective?

I won't go so far as to say that you would have been useless,

but I do think that your talents are best suited underground.

I had to claw my way up from traffic cop to get here,

all because you had to hate on a brother.

Classic black-on-black crime.

Not really, Monty. Not really.

Hey, where's Riggs?

Did he run out on his session?

No, we had a session this morning,

but once a day with Riggs is about all I can handle.

But he said that you two had a...

Damn it, Riggs!

I know the feeling.

Does Dino Brant work here?

Dino? I think he's in the back, taking a smoke break.

Do you mind if I head on back there? We're old friends.

Prison?

AA?

Hey...

- Who the hell are you? - Easy, tough guy.

Look, I'm a cop. Just want to ask you a few questions.

Show me your badge, then.

Ain't nothing there, man.

All right, it's probably in the car.

Man, just take my word for it and lower the weapon.

- No way. - But then I'll have to take it from you,

and you'll try to shoot me to feel better about the whole thing,

so then I'll have you for attempted murder,

and that's gonna be compiled with possession and grand theft auto.

Hell, you know these charges better than I do.

- Bottom line, it's a bad idea. - Walk away, man.

It's not my strong suit.

- All right, let's do this. - Yeah, let's.

As in, "let us." Like "us," the two of us?

Like partners? And you, hands up!

Down on your knees.

Interlace your fingers behind your neck.

You're supposed to be getting rest. You're not supposed to be here.

Like hell I'm not.

Oh, come on.

We're not staying for the fries.

They're unhealthy.

It's not his first rodeo.

He's not gonna talk until his attorney gets here.

Don't try to change the subject.

You didn't want to take me with you to get your boy Dino

because of what the doctor said about me taking it easy.

Yeah, that's right.

He didn't want you to overexert yourself,

so I took one for the team, again.

We're partners, man. We follow leads together.

Don't you understand the concept of...

The question is, do you?

- Yeah. - Hey, what's up, Trish?

- Hey, baby. What a surprise! - Hmm.

Well, I'll tell you what a surprise is.

Finding out that my husband and his partner arrested one of my clients.

Dino is your client.

- Ah... - I said I remembered that name. Remember?

I don't recall it.

How do you forget a young man that I not only defended but mentored?

I put a lot of time into that boy, and I'll be damned if I let you undo it.

Uh, Trish, I'm not judging your mentoring skills at all,

but the young man did pull a gun on me, so...

Oh, yeah, I saw that little report you filed.

If you're lucky,

I won't ask the judge to have you two officially apologize

before it gets dismissed.

- You look taller, Trish. - Yes, and radiant.

- There's a statue, like you... - And you're working that outfit...

Oh. The only thing I'm going to be working is the law

that you two repeatedly abused on my client.

It was Riggs' fault.

- Uh... - By the time I got there, baby,

all the infractions had already been committed.

I simply provided handcuffs.

Stop! Turn off the cameras and recorders in there.

Yes.

I need to spend some alone time with my client.

Hmm.

So Trish is his attorney and mentor.

Yeah.

Listen, if we're going to be partners,

one of us better start paying attention when people are talking.

Hmm.

Turn them off!

We said we'd never meet like this again.

And I didn't do anything.

Ooh, I want to believe you, Dino.

Mrs. Murtaugh, you have known me since I was 15 years old.

I would not lie to you.

Not to you.

Good.

Now, tell me everything.

You two made a mistake. Dino's clean.

- Turn over another stone. - This is why I love you.

I mean, how do you get that big old heart into that tiny, little, perfect body?

He's innocent.

Why? Because he says he is?

It's a pretty good reason.

Listen, Trish, I'm sorry we didn't tell you he was a suspect.

I honestly forgot, but I'm sorry to tell you that he is guilty.

"I'm sorry," huh?

Remember those words.

You'll be using them again.

See you two at the arraignment.

We have a situation, people,

and her name is Trish Murtaugh.

She is not... I repeat, not inclined to show you mercy.

Come on, Murtaugh, you make her out to be some sort of monster.

No, Bailey, I've seen my share of monsters working here on this job,

and I've never been scared.

She scares me. She scares me bad.

- She scares me. - Hmm?

I'm legitimately terrified of that little, tiny lady.

Okay, well, maybe with your close proximity to Legal on this case,

it might not be a bad idea to reassign it.

I agree with him.

Why don't you sit this one out, buddy?

You don't need the added stress.

We are right here. She's wrong.

Fine. So far we have a corrupt DNA sample that's inadmissible,

a prior history that's inadmissible, and a boiler suit which is circumstantial.

- Dino have an alibi? - We'll check. We got an address.

He lives with his younger brother in Van Nuys, this kid named Jerry.

Talk to Jerry. Find me something we can use in court.

Jerry Brant?

We have a few questions about your brother Dino.

Do you know where he was at last night?

Why are you guys harassing my brother?

He didn't do anything. He was at home all night with me,

watching TV.

Yeah? What were you watching?

A Lakers game.

They were off.

I meant to say the Clippers.

- Who were they playing? - I can't remember.

- What were you doing after the game? - We went to sleep.

Listen, Jerry,

if your brother actually cared about you, he wouldn't have put you in this position,

asking you to lie to us.

My brother would do anything for me.

I've seen his record.

And your brother would do anything, period.

Your brother's a scumbag, Jer. You and I both know.

That's classy, Jerry.

Call us if you and your brother decide you don't want to be roommates

in prison.

Are you sure you can handle Trish in there?

Would you relax?

I've done hundreds of these arraignments.

You don't know what's about to go down, do you?

Hey, guys, first of all, forgive me for earlier.

And this is just a formality, so just try to keep it friendly, okay?

Martin, would you like to come over to dinner tonight?

No, he would not.

I know what you're trying to do. Don't think I don't know.

Relax, Roger. Tell him to relax.

I was just telling him to relax.

And, yes, Trish, dinner sounds lovely. Thank you.

Perfect.

See? What did I tell you? Nothing to worry about.

You're just dumb. You know that?

Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

I do.

Detective Riggs,

how did you ID my client?

We had a DNA sample.

A tainted sample that doesn't conclusively ID him.

Did you have a warrant to search his locker?

Uh, no, but when I...

Did you identify yourself as a police officer?

Absolutely.

Did you show him your badge?

I would have,

but I couldn't find it at that particular time,

but I did find it later, so...

Tainted sample, warrantless search.

Any legal grounds for this arrest?

Look, you can split all the legal hairs you want.

We had his DNA, we had the clothes that he was wearing,

and we know his M.O.

We all felt that he was guilty.

Oh... I'm sorry. You "feel" he's guilty.

Okay, so what does that feel like, huh?

A tickle in the back of the throat or twitch of an eye?

A little more than a feeling, Trish.

You know who had a feeling?

Mr. Brant.

When he saw a strange, unkempt, armed man burglarizing his locker.

Well, the part you're leaving out is that your client pulled a gun on me.

And where was your partner during all of this, hmm?

Or did you go there alone so you could violate my client's constitutional rights

without a witness?

My partner was detained,

and he was late arriving to the scene.

Oh, okay.

Detained doing what?

Sometimes, we find more success in divide and conquer.

So where was your partner?

Well, we had several leads that we needed to follow and I...

Your Honor, Detective Riggs is being evasive.

He has a reputation for going rogue and not following procedure.

Because of his unwillingness to tell the truth under oath,

I move to have this case dismissed immediately.

Trish, he's guilty. Come on.

Give me the truth, Riggs, or are you even capable?

- Listen, I... - Detective?

You're withholding information.

I left my partner behind because...

Answer the question! Where was your partner?

He had heart problems earlier today, Trish, and I was worried about him.

Anything else, Detective?

Well, I guess I won't be swinging by dinner tonight.

- Heard about court last night. - Mmm-hmm.

How is everything now?

Well,

Murtaugh's pissed. Trish, too.

I was under oath. What was I gonna do, lie?

- Of course not. - So what's the problem?

- Is there one? - Nope. Not for me.

- Don't. - What?

The little shrinky smile thing that you do. Don't do it.

I wasn't aware I did it.

Well, you do and it's annoying. And judge-y, to be honest.

You know, like you know something I don't.

- Okay. - Do you?

Ah, there's the smile again. All right, let's just get to it, all right?

Go ahead.

Get all shrinky on me.

It occurred to me

that maybe you wanted to tell Trish about Murtaugh's heart condition

because you're worried about him.

Come on, Doc, I had come to expect a higher-quality analysis from, you know,

a professional such as yourself.

And you're afraid to lose another partner.

Wow.

You didn't throw anything. You're still here.

- I will count that as progress. - Perfect.

Why don't you put that in your file,

tell Avery I'm cured, and I'll get out of your hair?

Take it easy, Doc.

Okay, here's the game plan.

A car dealership is a man's domain, so no one talks but me.

Great. I've been waiting to hear you talk all day.

Guys, not here. This isn't about you.

It's about me getting a car.

I'll go check out the Ford Escape.

Look, Trish,

how many times do I have to say it? I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

- I just didn't want you to worry. - What if you had died, Roger?

Then we wouldn't be having this fight.

- When do your test results get back? - Tomorrow.

The LAPD can survive without you. You need to stay home.

Can't. Since you decided to be super lawyer

and get Dino released on bail, my job just got harder,

so when I'm not home, thank yourself.

Hey, guys! Guys!

I'm buying a car!

Two great features are the intelligent four-wheel drive

and the foot-activated lift gate.

Wow! Wow!

So you just put your foot right there in the back, and it does whatever you want?

I'd love to try that.

Can you tell us about the security features?

There's a known criminal on the loose,

and our son may need to escape danger.

That criminal is too smart to steal a car from the cops

and then hide his bad guy costume in an open locker.

Brenda, can you tell us about the intelligent features.

We need that right now.

How would you explain all the evidence stacked up against him?

I don't have to explain it. You're the detective. Detect!

You know, what I detect

is a very nasty attitude and a lot of neck coming from you.

Okay. Roger, it's not funny, okay?

Dino got out of prison and raised his little brother

with the kind of care and compassion

that speaks to his commitment to living right.

Yeah. He's a family guy.

Treats him more like a son.

Speaking of son, how about we close on this bad boy?

It's definitely him.

I cross checked the saliva from Cruz's boot

with the blood from the impound lot and got a match.

It is his brother Jerry's.

But because he's only been arrested as a minor, he wasn't in the system.

- Good hunch. - Thanks, man. I'll tell Murtaugh.

Tell Murtaugh what?

Oh, now that you're not on the stand, you clam up?

What did you want me to do? Would you like me to lie?

I was under oath, Roger.

It's all right.

She would have found out anyway. That woman is relentless.

DNA belongs to Dino's brother, Jerry.

Damn, now I've got to tell her she was right.

Want me to go with you?

You would do that for me?

I was hoping it was one of those moments where, you know,

the thought would count more but, yeah, let me...

- Let's go tell Trish. - All right.

You two are adorable. Really.

All right, look, Dino,

I'm sorry, but your little brother is an imbecile.

Okay, I gave him one simple job.

Just drive from one place to another.

But he stopped for pizza,

parked in a red zone,

and he got $2 million of my cocaine impounded.

Then... Then he tried to steal the car out of the impound,

and he lost the drugs again.

He owes me that money.

I guess you better talk to him, then.

No, no, no, see, I'm done talking.

You've inherited his debt.

Like hell.

I took the heat for you once. I did time for it.

I live a different kind of life now, Angelo.

I know, I know, I know.

Mmm.

Hey, let me show you something, all right? Might make you change your mind.

You son of a bitch!

You're a smart man.

Make this right, and your brother lives.

Good news. Your heart is fine. But your pacemaker is defective.

Your particular device has had two other incidents

of power failure in the United States.

We have to replace it.

I knew we shouldn't have bought it used.

It's just a minor surgery. Two-hour procedure, two-day recovery,

so nothing too strenuous.

Some jogging, a little jump rope, swimming.

You just named everything I hate.

Thank you, Doctor.

Hey, Trish, I owe you an apology.

You were right. Dino is innocent.

Can you repeat that? Slower?

DNA points to his brother.

I should make you get down on your knees and beg for my forgiveness.

I know that's supposed to be scary, but I am titillated.

Get back to being sorry, fast.

I'm sorry. I am.

And I think that Dino's being silent to protect his brother,

- so I'm gonna need a favor. - What kind of favor?

I need you to set a meeting with Dino and us.

He can help us to arrest the right person this time.

No, not comfortable with that.

We are already more in each other's business than I'd like on this...

Trish, Dino could be caught up in something very dangerous.

I'll set it up.

But I want your word that you'll let the rest of the department handle this.

You need to sit this one out.

Forget the doctors. These are my orders.

- I hate sitting. - You'll live.

You better.

Hi, Mrs. Murtaugh.

Dino, the police have new evidence.

They know you're innocent. You should come down and talk to them.

That's good to hear. Thanks.

But I'm kind of in the middle of something.

Call you tomorrow.

Dino...

Hey, Dino.

Good to see you again.

You guys following me now?

No, we don't do that anymore. We just track your phone.

Technology.

Trish set me up?

Trish is on your side, all right? She's trying to help you.

But she's not gonna be able to if you go do something like this.

No...

Sorry, man.

Look, Dino,

you've been working really hard to clean up your life, right?

It'd be a shame for it to end all right here.

They kidnapped my brother, okay?

And they will kill him if I don't pay up.

So let me help you.

I would start by lowering this weapon before I take it and feed it to you.

You think I trust the cops?

No, but you trust Trish, and Trish trusts you,

so that's good enough for me. Let's go.

Angelo's a smart bastard. He'll kill Jerry,

and anybody else who tries to get to him, including cops.

Well, we're pretty smart, too.

- At least I am. He's got other qualities. - I'm an excellent dancer.

- What are we doing? - Just stop. This is what they do.

You... Okay, okay.

You guys don't understand. Angelo doesn't do time.

And the only way that you're ever gonna get to him

is if you get me 2 mil or 2 mil in coke.

Two mil in coke, you say?

Trish, I think it's best if you're not a part of this conversation.

I'm still his lawyer.

I don't want my client to incriminate himself.

It's not your client that we're worried about.

Fine.

Remember your promise.

Thanks, Trish.

- All right, so go to the evidence room. - We get the drugs back.

- Exchange it for Jerry. - And we bust Angelo.

We are adorable.

So you must be the famous Monty.

You his partner?

Detective Martin Riggs. I got the short end of the straw.

We have got this transfer of evidence form we need you to look at.

For $2 million in cocaine?

That's a lot of blow, ain't it, Monty?

I'm gonna need Avery's signature.

Oh, it's right there.

I've still got to verify it, fellows. Have a seat.

This could take a while.

So Murtaugh used to be your old training officer, huh?

What bad luck for a TO, bud.

Try being his partner, though.

Look, the guy's eyes are brown for a reason.

- He's full of so... - Hey, Riggs, I'm standing right here.

Yeah, and that's the problem.

I think Monty and I can handle a form without your supervision.

Why don't you go wait outside, bud?

I apologize.

We should grab a drink sometime.

I got stories.

That'd be a great idea. Maybe tonight?

If I could just get this evidence, Monty.

I got you.

And that's how you win the war on drugs.

With two big duffel bags of stolen cocaine?

Let's go clean up the city.

I got two guys.

Angelo makes three.

Let's go.

You keep it simple. You stole the drugs from a crooked cop.

One look at him, it's gonna be an easy sell.

Right.

All right, cuffs, por favor.

You know, I'm going to start charging you for these.

Yeah?

Dino, make sure you get Angelo on tape

accepting the drugs. Otherwise, we have no bust.

- Right. - Roger, give him a gun.

No. He's a convict.

Roger, I need to look like his hostage.

Now, for that he needs to have a weapon, right?

And what if things go south? Not that things are gonna go south.

Right, usually our plans go north.

But if they do, wouldn't it be nice to have an extra guy

with a gun on our side, right?

Here.

You know, I should be going in there with you guys.

Well, if you'd like to trade places with me and deal with Trish,

we can arrange that.

No. We best stick to the plan.

- You've done this before, yeah? - Yeah.

I lost a bet one time at a demolition derby outside of El Paso.

- Oh, you mean drug bust? - Yeah.

Oh, yeah, tons.

I still think I should be in there with you.

Look, come on now. Everyone has fun in the van. Right?

So I've heard. I've never actually been in the van.

You keep it up, you're gonna be in the trunk.

- All right, let me hear it. - One, one, one.

All right, Rog, got Angelo,

two gunmen and one more guy at the truck.

Who's your little friend?

I don't remember telling you to bring a date.

He's a crooked cop. I had to jack him to get your stuff.

There it is.

See?

I always knew you'd find a way. Hmm?

Where's Jerry?

When I have the coke, then you get your brother.

- That was the deal. - Right.

No, no, no, see, first, I have to make sure it's all here, right?

- Got him. - Don't move yet.

There's still no sign of the brother.

Count them up.

All right, you got your drugs. Where's my brother?

Guess we don't need the car anymore.

Bobby!

Don't need the cop anymore, either.

Push him into the bay.

Uh, hey, Rog,

now might be the time for you to, you know,

prove that the guys in the van have all the fun.

Angelo, this was not our deal.

See, I've never been much for cops, even crooked ones.

Never been much for family reunions, either.

- Where is he? - Easy.

- Where is he? - Where do you think?

- Put it down! - Back up or he's dead. Back off!

Open the trunk!

- Let him go! - He's there, easy!

Move! Move!

Riggs!

- Rog, Rog, Rog! - Riggs!

Well, look at it this way.

At least you're getting some exercise.

So you forged my signature, risking my career and reputation,

so that you could steal millions of dollars in drugs

to trade for a hostage?

Did I miss anything?

- I was mostly in the van. - We really didn't steal.

- More like borrowed. - I wasn't even there.

Your signature is so forgeable that I felt like I've got to forge his signature.

- I was flabbergasted, just shocked! - We weren't gonna sell the drugs, more...

All that matters is that we caught Angelo Casciano.

Amen.

Do you know how long I've wanted to put him behind bars?

He's been on my bucket list for years.

I mean, Cap, that's kind of sad, I mean,

you need to take a look at that bucket list, you know.

What you need to do is go sign the drugs back into evidence.

And there's something about a beer with Monty?

You know what? Fine.

I happen to like Monty. Ooh.

Here's an idea. Maybe I bring him by your house for dinner later.

- Ooh. - Don't you dare, Riggs.

How's that ticker of yours, Rog?

What? Fine. Why?

Stop.

Look, I get why you didn't want everyone around here to know,

but there's something you need to know.

There is not a person in this division, hell, the entire LAPD,

who thinks that you're damaged goods, so get that out of your head.

Thanks.

And please take care of yourself.

If you haven't noticed, you're the best cop I've got.

I did my best to keep him away from that life, I swear.

Everybody makes their own decisions, nothing you can do about that.

Yeah.

He's not cut out for prison, though. They're gonna eat him up in there.

If he testifies against Angelo,

I'll cut him a deal with the DA.

He will. You have my word.

Okay.

Hey.

I'm sorry. I feel like I let you down.

You did what you had to do.

I will never forget how you cared enough to put time into me, I swear.

All I can say is thank you for looking out for me once again.

- Thank you for trusting me. - Hey.

Thank you for being someone that I could trust.

Okay?

I'm proud of you.

- Hey. - Hey.

How's Murtaugh?

Uh, you know, got a little wet,

but he'll live.

I would ask how you're doing, but we both know how that goes.

Well, I did almost drown.

I mean, I can swim and all that, but...

How are you doing, Riggs?

I'm a little hungry. Thanks for asking.

Where's your ring?

It came off in the water.

Came down to it or me, so...

Was that an easy choice?

You kidding? It's just a piece of metal.

I'm going to start listening to everything the doctor tells me to do.

I mean, I don't wanna be anywhere near another hospital any time soon.

Amen to that.

I mean, if he wants me to get exercise to test out this pacemaker,

then who am I to question him?

I mean, the man is a professional.

- That's what I'm talking about. - Mmm-hmm.

The only thing I would want to do different is the type of exercise.

I mean, swimming and jogging, not so much.

No?

What's your thing?

Well,

there's this new thing that the kids are doing.

It's supposed to get your heart rate up and relax you at the same time.

- Oh, my gosh! - Yes.

Should I lock the door?

Maybe you wanna leave it cracked just in case I need to be resuscitated.

Oh...

- You just might. - I hope so.

Get a closer look, son.

Looks like something's already caught your eye.

Don't look so glum.

She'll get over it.

Lots of men lose rings.

Love is forever.

Don't you ever forget that.

I couldn't agree more.

Thank you.