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All right. You take the skinny one
on the right,

and I'll take
the big one on the left.

NYPD. Santa,
stop hitting Santa!

What's going on here?

I've been on this corner for six years.
Suddenly this guy shows up.

You don't own this corner.
I got a charity, too.

Canine diabetes. Who
cares about fat dogs?

Hey, they can't give themselves shots!
They got paws!

Calm down. Calm down.

Boyle, frisk the skinny one.

I've gone 42 years
without a lump of coal.

I'm not going to start now.

Are you kidding me?

All right, fine.
Come here, buddy.

Hit him in his fat,
cherry cheeks!

Oh, that felt wrong.

Knife. Skinny Santa
has got a knife!

That's right! Boom! I just
kicked Santa in the testicles.

Merry Christmas.

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Looking good.
Happy Hanukkah.

You look happy.
Let me guess.

Your egg sandwich
fell on the floor,

and they gave it
to you for free.

No. Can you do that?

Why doesn't everyone just drop

their sandwiches on the floor?

I was trying to insult you.

And instead, you gave me
an amazing life hack.

Oh, Amy.
You shouldn't have.

But this is embarrassing.
I didn't get you a present.

The gift is for Captain Holt.

It's one of six presents
I got him,

representing the six lessons
that he's taught me.

Determination,
wisdom, posture...

Excuse me, everyone.

As you may know,
this is the holiday season.

Detectives sometimes
feel the urge

to buy their captains
holiday presents.

Please refrain from doing so.

Under no circumstances
do I want a present.

Peralta, my office.

Roger that.

Oh, my God. I have to
return so many items.

I know.
Shut up.

Thank you
for joining us, Peralta.

This is Deputy Chief Gerber.

Ah. Merry Christmas, Chief.

And a very Merry Christmas
to you, Captain.

Ho-ho-ho!

Captain Holt has received
a number of death threats.

Oh. I really came in here
with the wrong energy.

Captains receive meaningless threats
all the time. It's really no big deal.

Of course, totally. I mean, why
would a death threat be a big deal?

Oh, that's right,
because it threatens death.

It's a hoax.

I didn't want to
alarm the squad,

so please, keep this between us.

Awesome.
I'm great at secrets.

Santiago got you,
like, six presents.

Well, it may be a hoax,

but protocol dictates that Captain Holt have
a security detail with him at all times.

He has chosen you
for that detail.

Interesting.
And not at all surprising.

I'm his favorite. Tell me.
What would this job entail?

You'll be assigned
to Captain Holt.

Uh-huh. You'll be entirely
in control of his movements.

Amazing. He will not
leave your sight.

You have the authority to
make decisions that you feel

are in the best interest
of his safety.

Oh, my God. Basically, you'll
be completely in charge.

Oh, well, it sounds really tough.
But of course I accept.

And I will be willing to put
my life at risk for this man.

To have to follow
all of my orders.

Thank you. This is the best Christmas ever.
God bless us, every one!

Hey, my flight is at 8:00 tonight.
It's domestic.

Do you think I'll be safe if I get
to the airport five hours early?

Five? No way. You've got to do seven.
Seven minimum.

Seven. I knew it. Yeah.

Why are you going on a singles cruise?
I thought you were into Rosa.

Well, I am. But I've
begun to feel like

there is a slight chance
Rosa may not love me back.

Hey, how about we grab some dinner tonight?
Just you and me.

That's nice. And I
like you as a person.

But I'm just not interested
in you romantically.

Coolio.

Hey, what say you
we grab a drink?

You're starting
to make this weird.

I'm not into you that way,
and I have a boyfriend.

Got you. Rain check.

A rose for Rosa.

Listen to me. The healthy thing
for you to do is move on.

So, we've both decided

the healthy thing for me
to do is to just move on.

I'm impressed, Charles.
That's very mature.

Thanks. You know, it's funny.
I realized I sometimes...

Oh, no, don't get comfy. This wasn't
an invitation to keep talking.

Got you. Rain check
on the convo.

Yeah.
Sure, sure, sure.

Peralta's busy,
so let's just get started.

Now, the Captain
won't allow us to give him

all the presents we bought him.

You are the only one
that did that.

But, we can make him the greatest
Christmas card of all time.

We're gonna wear Santa hats
and big sweaters,

and take a picture
of us all in a line-up.

I'm sorry, Santiago, but I
don't have time for that.

My psych evaluation is today.

They're gonna decide if I'm ready
to make it back on the streets.

Why do you care what they think?

Psychologists are just people who
weren't smart enough to be psychics.

Don't worry, Sergeant.
We'll add you in later.

Sorry. I got to go, too. My
flight is in, ugh, eight hours.

I can make it. I'll buy a
sandwich on the plane.

What? Boyle.

So, if Peralta, Boyle, and
the Sergeant are out...

Fine. Everyone just go.
Yeah.

I could take a pic of myself
dressed up as an elf.

Elfie-selfie.

Not that. But I think there is
something you could help me with.

Are you gonna sit there all day?

Affirmative, Stone Eagle.

That's the Secret Service
codename I gave you.

Just sitting here, doing my job.

Watching, protecting,
bossing you around.

Now, for your safety, if you could
open up your Internet browser

and search for the words "pigs" and
"jet skis." And that's an order.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Where
are you going, Cold Mountain?

I changed your codename.

To use the restroom.

I'm only asking this
for your safety.

Is it a number one
or a number two?

Your silence indicates
number two.

Let me do some recon.

It's all clear, sir. Go, go,
go, go, go, go, go, go,

go, go, go, go, go,

go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Cold Mountain is on the move. I repeat,
Cold Mountain is rolling to the can.

Sergeant Jeffords, thank
you for coming in today.

We are here to assess your
readiness for active duty.

And if all goes well, I will
stamp this release form,

you can go back in the field.

Well, I think I'm ready.

I am no longer fixating
on my fears.

Good. But for today,
let's fixate on those fears.

Okay. Uh...
That sounds fun.

Let's begin by talking about your
baby girls and your wife, and, uh,

what would happen to them if
you died in the line of duty.

I popped your pillow.

Hey, Captain. Where do
you think you're going?

I'm going home to work in peace.

That's a negative, Ice Veins. I
changed your code name again.

Do you know why I chose you
to be my security escort?

Because I'm a modern day
Sherlock Holmes?

No. I chose you because
the threat is not real.

And I thought you'd have no
problem breaking the rules

and letting me get my work done.
Now, let me go.

Well, you thought wrong. You can't go home.
It's protocol.

But if you really want to get out
of here, you can come to my mom's.

She lives nearby. Or I can lock you up in
the holding cell with an armed escort.

Totally your call.

Fine. We will go
to your mother's house.

I guess I am curious to see where...
This all started.

Shotgun.

So, this is my mom's place.

You can just throw your
jacket in the closet.

That's a bathroom. Water closet.
My mom's British.

Hmm.

Why are there
no photographs of you?

No holiday decorations.
Nothing but motel art.

Yeah.

This isn't your mom's apartment.

It's a safe house, son!
You've been protected.

Don't say "son."

Get out of my way.

Look. You wouldn't stay at your desk,
and you evaded your protection detail.

I'm sorry, but I've got
to order you to stay.

I love giving you orders.

The only way you're gonna keep me
here is if you physically stop me.

Can you do that, Peralta?
I don't know.

I didn't think so.

Jordan.
Argh!

Oh, no. We're handcuffed
together and we've lost the key.

Falconer One to H.Q. Stone
Eagle is in the cage.

I repeat, Stone Eagle
is in the cage.

I told you the death threat
was not serious.

So, what on earth are you doing?

Look, I know you think that
I'm just goofing around.

But I got a direct order from
your boss to protect you.

So, from this point forward,
we're on lockdown.

Fine. But before we go into lockdown...
Too late. You're on it.

...l'd like to text my
husband and tell him

I'll be coming home
late tonight.

All right. But for security reasons,
I get to craft the message.

Let's start with a pleasant greeting.
How about, "Hello, honey"?

You will not craft the message.

Okay, roger that. "Honey" is wrong.
How about, "Hello, husband"?

"Hello, sir"?
You call each other "sir"?

Give me my phone.

Fine.

I'll give you some privacy.

Maybe put Hitchcock's
head on top like an angel.

Mmm. What, like that?

No. Put it
behind the tree.

Thanks for helping me make this card.
You're so good at this stuff.

I know. I'm good
at everything.

All right, so, here's all the pictures of
Rosa that we have. Which one should we use?

Ugh, she never smiles.
Is her mouth broken?

Well, what about
if we flip those lips?

Ooh. That's horrifying.
Oh, God.

We have to get
a picture of Rosa smiling.

Holt's card has to be perfect.

Guys? I got this.

I can make Rosa smile.
Just keep your cameras ready.

Making coffee?

Can you make another cup for Senor
Tickle and his nueve amigos?

Tickle, tickle, tickle!
What the hell, Hitchcock?

Ow! Ow! Ow,
ow, ow, ow.

I think you sprained
Senor Tickle.

Next time, I break it off.

All right. My safe house,
my rules.

This is a no tie zone.

A hungry safe house
is an unsafe safe house.

A fun safe house
is a safe, safe house.

My serve.

I thought you said
you've never played this.

It's very intuitive.

Let's have another sandwich.

A safe house watching Safe House
is a safe safe, house house.

I've already seen the film.
I enjoyed it.

Wow. I would
not have guessed that.

You see? Those are the kinds
of things that you learn

when you're handcuffed together.

And that is the true
meaning of Christmas.

Who knows we're here?

Get behind me.

Don't. No. No.
God, Holt, move over!

Standard protocol suggests

that you put me in another
room before you open the door.

But since you've
cuffed us together...

I order you to be quiet.
Come on.

Freeze, sicko!

Jake, it's me, Charles,
from work.

Okay. Let's switch gears,
do a little word association.

What do you think of when
I say the word "bottle"?

Liquor store, hold up, gun, die.

How about grass?

Marijuana, drugs, gun, die.

Cat?

Kitten, cute, calm,

false sense of security,
gun, die.

What are you doing? Are
you gonna stamp my form?

No. I just didn't want
the ink to dry out.

Boyle, what are you doing here? I
thought you had to catch a flight.

I do. My flight
is in six hours.

But the Captain texted
me to come, so I'm here.

What? You texted Boyle when you told
me you were texting your husband?

As the person who's
completely in charge here,

I am very disappointed in you.

I'm changing your
code name to Bad Boy.

Oh, I can't imagine what
it's like to be disappointed

in someone under your command.

Okay. I see
what you're doing. Tushy.

It's "touché."

Well, I'm in charge and I
say it's tushy. Boyle?

I've heard it both ways. Please
don't involve me in this.

I'm just here to uncuff the Captain
and take him to his old precinct.

What? Old precinct?
Wait a minute.

You weren't going home at all.

You were going to investigate the threat
because it's not a hoax. It's real!

Wrong. It's not real.

You're lying!
You have a tell.

When you lie, the corner of your
mouth moves. And it just moved.

Wrong. It's not real.

You're lying.

Fine. I believe
the threat is real.

Though I'm not sure
who's behind it.

But this is my problem, and
I'm gonna solve it on my own.

Boyle, uncuff me. Don't do it, Charles.
I'll take you on that trip

to the botanical gardens
we've always talked about.

Uncuff me.
And that's a direct order.

Don't do it, best friend.
Botanical gardens.

Ah. This is just like Christmas
at my parents' house.

Why did they have
separate dining rooms?

No!

That was not one of the options!

I couldn't choose.
I love you both so much.

Who wants to watch Safe House?

So, including letters, emails,

and texts from a blocked phone,

we have received 10 threats.

How many people have you put
away that might want you dead?

I've arrested over 600 people.

Brag. Boyle, will you please
read the transcripts

of the threats he's received?

Yup. "Die, die, die.
Die, Holt, die."

Okay. A little obvious.

"You will drown
in your own blood."

Better. Although, I would
have gone with the whole

"I'm gonna staple my
face onto your face" thing.

Human skin mask. Classic.

The next one is, "I'm gonna
send you off the deep end."

Drowning and deep end. Almost sounds
like he's talking about a swimming pool.

It's Haimes.

A-ha! Who's Haimes?

Colin Haimes.
The Freestyle Killer.

He took out an entire 4x100
meter relay swim team in 1982.

Marco. Now, you say "Polo."

Punk.

The Freestyle Killer.

Man! How come all the killers
you caught had such cool names?

The best name I ever brought in
was Narrow Shoes Sam, because...

His shoes were narrow and
his name was Sam. I get it.

Yeah, you get it.

Well, Captain, looks like you
needed our help after all.

Together, we figured out
it was Haimes,

and together we're going
to take him down.

Because together,
we can do anything.

Here we go!

I'm finding Haimes alone.

Coming back at you, Jake.

Oh, my God. Rosa!

I accidentally opened your mail.
But look what it says.

"Dear Miss Diaz,
you just won..."

Rosa, guess what? I
accidentally opened your mail,

and here's what it says. "Dear
Miss Diaz, you just won..."

No. I'm reading the letter, and
you're taking the picture.

What?
Ha!

You were trying to get me to smile for
your dumb picture, but you messed up.

Ah! She smiled!
She's smiling!

And no one has a camera.

Got it, Amy. Got a picture of you frowning.
That's what you wanted, right?

Ah! Peralta. For the last time, we
don't have to go back to the precinct.

I don't need everyone's help.

Look, Captain, you're stubborn.

And that's an adorable quality.

But you want to know what's
not an adorable quality?

Being dead. Acne.
Yep, being dead.

I mean, I give up. What's
going on with you?

Why are you being
so weird about this?

I don't need your help.

I don't want to involve you
or Boyle or anyone.

Because I brought this situation on myself.
No one should get hurt

because of a dumb mistake I made
as a brash, young detective.

Hey, Haimes.

You're gonna spend the
rest of your life

in a little cement room
doing nothing.

And while you're in there,
I'm gonna go for a swim.

And after that swim,
I might take another swim.

And you'll just be sitting
there on your metal toilet,

thinking of me swim, swim,
swimming all day long.

When I get out of lock-up, I'm
gonna hunt you down and kill you.

Yeah. Right.

Wow. I think I really would have
gotten along with young Ray Holt.

Yes. That's why I decided to
change everything about my life.

Well, frankly, sir, you're still acting
like that brash, dumb detective.

I mean, if you truly had changed,
you'd be saying a bunch of boring,

responsible stuff like,

"Don't be stupid."
"Use the detective squad."

"You're part of a team."
"I smell like sandalwood."

That's what it is.

Yet another terrible
impression, Peralta.

But I think you're right.

Wait, what?

Sir, I'm sure
you had your reasons

for going to Peralta.

But this is exactly the type
ofjob I would love to have.

Okay. The next time someone threatens
to kill me, I'll come straight to you.

Thank you, sir.
I can't wait.

I didn't mean...

Let's catch this bastard.

All right, let's go.
Updates. Santiago.

Looking into Haimes' associates.
Nothing yet.

Boyle?

Uh, some intel coming in from Ossining.
Haimes was released two weeks ago.

Good. Hitchcock and Scully.
Update on your secret project.

The hazelnut coffee
will be up in five minutes.

Sumatra's ready to go.

Keep me updated.

Warrant for the phone trace came through.
We got Haimes' number,

and the last coordinates from
its GPS, the rail yards.

All right, we got him.
Everyone, suit up!

I know there's no point in
telling you not to come.

But while we're out there,
you're sticking with me.

Oh, goodie.

Man, you really know how to take
the fun out of saving your life.

You heard him, Hitchcock.

Get that Sumatra in a thermos.

I'm on it.

If things go south,
I just want you to know,

it's been an honor being
able to boss you around.

Anything else?

Yes. What cute little nickname
do you call your husband?

Kevin.

Adorable.

Sorry you missed your flight.

I have a backup flight
in four hours.

Got to flush him out. We've got
his number now. Call his phone.

Smart.

It's ringing.
This is exciting.

That is Haimes' phone. I repeat.
Everyone, converge on that ringtone.

He's heading north on track 17.

Yeah.

Hey. When this is all over, we
should take a train trip together.

Just for fun.

Go, go, go, go, go!

Ray Holt.

Hello, Haimes.

I thought about you every day I
was in jail, just like you said.

I thought about pointing a gun
at you and pulling the trigger.

- Kind of like this.
- No!

Terry's back.
Terry's back!

We got him.

Nice work, Jeffords.
Nice work, Peralta.

Captain, you're doing it.
You're emoting.

I need an ambulance.
Boyle's down.

What happened?
Am I dead?

You saved my life.

Die, pig.

Don't!

My butt!

Oh, my butt.

He's going to be fine.
You can see him in a minute.

Thank you.

Sarge, I'm so glad that
shrink cleared you.

Mmm. More or less.

And time's up. Show me
how Terry sees Terry.

Oh, no.
Yeah, it's pretty bad.

Sergeant!
Excuse me. We are...

Can it, quack. Captain
Holt needs your help.

His life is in danger.

Oh, Sergeant, I do not
think that you're ready.

I'm ready.

Okay, bye.

I owe you one.

Boyle got shot because of me.

This is exactly the kind of
thing I was hoping to avoid.

Captain, this is our job. Any one
of us would have taken that bullet.

I'm sorry I've been so difficult.
You were right.

We couldn't have caught
him without the team.

Well, well, well. It appears the
student has become the teacher.

And the teacher hath become...
That's enough.

Okay.
Thank you.

You're welcome.

Team pop and lock.
Here we go.

Come on. Still?
We saved your life.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

Oh! It's happening.
Yes! We did it!

Excuse me.
This is a hospital.

Right. Sorry.
People are dying.

You know, everyone should just go
home and enjoy their Christmas.

You don't need to stick
around here for me.

Shut up. No one's going anywhere.
What you did was amazing.

Yeah, Boyle. That was
some Superman stuff.

Yeah, you did
the Nine-Nine proud.

No ifs, ands, or butts.

Sorry, it's just right there.

Literally. It's just
right in front of me.

His butt is right in my face.

I have to tell
you guys something.

Even though I got shot...

In the butt. Sorry.

I'd rather be here, spending
Christmas with all of you

than on some stupid
singles cruise.

And I mean that
from the bottom of my...

Butt. Again, sorry. Ow.

Shut up, Jake.
Boyle's a hero.

And so is his butt.

I got it. She smiled.

Christmas card complete.

He got shot in the butt.

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