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Previously on "The Rookie"...

- Any other plans?
- I have to sell our dad's house.

We could make some money
if we put in a little effort.

Chief of Police gave me a Golden Ticket.

- I can pick any job I want.
- What are you gonna pick?

He's gonna pick something lame.

- Training officer.
- I knew it.

Did I hear you're joining
the D.A.'s office?

- Next week.
- Do you want to come in?

I just wanted to make sure
someone checked on Lucy.

- He still has a pulse.
- What have you done?

Oh, don't trip on the mat.

Rosalind cut my wrists, not my ankles.

You just got out of the hospital.

How tragic would it be
if my chic, yet affordable

welcome mat sent you right back?

You know you're cute when you worry.

I am cute always.

That's true.

Ooh. New sofa.

Yeah. You kind of ruined
the last one with all the...

all the bleeding.

Hey, it's okay.

- No, it's not.
- It's what we make it.

And I say,
let's make the most of your day off,

and, cuddle up on the couch

to binge the crap out of
something mindless.

Deal?

- Deal.
- All right.

Knock knock. Hi.

I'm looking for Lucy Chen.

Uh, yeah, that's me.

Detective Misha Porter.

I teach at the undercover
academy up in Sacramento.

Yeah, I know who you are.

Well, I'm doing some recruiting, and,

your name keeps coming up.

You've worked several
impressive operations.

Makes for an ideal candidate.

So, I'm here to recruit you.

Uh...

When do classes start?

Next Monday. Sorry for the late notice.

We had another candidate fall out, but.

I'm positive your
sergeant will approve it.

Yeah, he... he would, for sure.

It's just I have, um...

I have some things going on
in my personal life right now,

and...

If it's not a good time, I get it.

But...

You should know

my classes will open up
a ton of doors for you.

No, I-I know.

Detective Harper
has told me all about it.

You'll have every major unit

competing to poach you from patrol.

Um, this is amazing. Thank you.

I-I will definitely think about this.

Okay.

Thank you.

What are you doing? Think about it?

No, go out there, and tell her yes.

I can't.

Baby, you almost died.

But I didn't.

I'll... I'll be fine.

- Chris...
- Lucy, I'll be fine.

No. I'm not leaving you.

Undercover school can wait.

So, what do you want to binge?

We will talk about it
when we get home, okay?

I can't do this right now.

Because I can't.

Look, we'll talk when I get home.

Everything okay?

It's fine.

Um, thanks for stopping by.
The Realtor just needs you to

sign a couple of things
before the open house today.

Absolutely.

What do you think?

Looks pretty good, right?

Unrecognizable.

The broker thinks
we're gonna have it sold

by the end of the week.

That's great.

Once this place sells, we can
finally put it all behind us.

Yeah.

Yeah, it'll be nice.

Can, move on.

- Don't.
- Don't what?

Have feelings?

Don't get all misty-eyed
over Hill House.

It's our childhood home.

Selling it means something.

Hopefully it means
a half a million dollars each.

I got to get to work.

Call me if you need anything.

Will do.

Now you're just showing off.

A 98 on your training officer exam.

- Pretty impressive.
- Thank you, sir.

So next week, you're off
to F.T.O. School

for post certification.

And then, after that,

you will officially be
a Field Training Officer.

But until then, I need someone

to finish training Officer Thorsen.

You up for a trial run?

Is that allowed?

It is if I say it is.

Harper has got him
most of the way there.

Only a few weeks until he graduates.

I'm happy to do it.

And, sir, thank you for
all your help with this.

Please. You're helping me out.

We've, um, come a long way,
haven't we, sir?

Yeah.

Or maybe it's about time
I start calling you Wade?

Get out of my office, Officer Nolan.

Yes, sir.

And close my door.

Yes, sir.

Good morning.

Good morning, Officer Nolan.

I prepped the shop, loaded the war bags,

and I got you this cup of coffee here.

Harper trained you well.

I mean, if you want a challenge,

I can be the, uh,

worst rookie you've ever come across.

Just be yourself.

Okay. I can do that.

You know, typically, I like to
start my morning off with,

you know, a little TikTok dance,
just to get, like,

you know, the hips warmed up.

It kind of helps...

A little less yourself.

Copy that.

Everything's controlled
through here and the app.

Okay. Looks simple enough.

What was that?

Uh, my wife's in pre-labor.

And, we're having a home birth.

And, you just moved?

Well, the plan was to wait until
after the baby,

but then the nesting hormones took over,

and the next thing I knew,

we were in escrow.

But, I'm all over it.

I feel like I've trained
my whole life for this moment.

Cool.

All right. Assure Home Security
system is live.

Sensors on every door and window.

Just need to put the app on your phone.

I forgot they were even coming today.

Oh, you got a lot on your plate.

Just concentrate on giving birth.

- I've got the rest.
- You know, when you said

you were gonna be
a good labor assistant,

I thought it was just one
of those things that men say

when they act like they know something

but they really don't.

Well, this is actually my third rodeo.

My ex had zero trust
in the medical system,

so both boys were born at home.

You know, in a way,

I've actually got
more childbirth experience

than you do.

Thank God. 'Cause after last time,

I cannot imagine giving birth
in a hospital again.

Well, this birth will be different.

The placenta is completely clear
of the baby's pathway.

Your OB-GYN signed off.

We got the midwife on speed dial,

and if anything goes wrong,

hospital is four minutes away.

But, just FYI,

I can get us to the
hospital in two minutes,

because, I know a shortcut.

Uh, I don't think a sidewalk
is considered a short cut.

Mm-hmm. Mm, mm!

Contractions?

Mm-hmm.

Tell me we got this.

We got this.

Okay. Mm.

What was the color of the truck
three cars back?

Red.

- How many sex workers have we passed?
- Four.

What are the crime stats for this area?

- In this last week?
- Yes.

Um,

three motor vehicle thefts.

Two burglaries.
And seven thefts from vehicles.

All right. Here's something
you won't know...

What is the best sealant to use
when joining plastic to tile?

I mean, there's a lot of great options,

but, probably something
silicone-based would work best.

How did you know that?

You told me that yesterday.

Right.

7-Adam-15,

I have a call for a welfare check

at 707 Palm Street.

Show us responding.

Police.

Hey, Nolan.

Hold your breath.

He's gone.

And he's a cop.

Welcome to the D.A.'s office.

Thanks.

I'm not gonna lie.
It's weird to be working here.

Yeah, I'll bet.

Uh, break room's
around that corner over there,

where you'll find every old-school snack

you didn't think
they still made anymore.

Because they don't.

They're just old.

Seriously. Don't eat them.

Good to know.

And this, is your office.

And these, are your case files.

That, is a lot.

Well, we like to keep up a brisk pace.

You spend too much time in any one case,

- and the backlog will kill you.
- Hmm.

Well, the good news is,

at least,
this one doesn't seem worth pursuing.

Find the ones that are, kick the rest.

Prosecutorial discretion
is a beautiful thing.

Have fun.

Yeah.

Thanks.

He one of ours?

Sheriff's Deputy.
His name's Garrett Patel.

He was dead when we arrived.
Carbon monoxide poisoning.

Let's make sure we honor him

and not let anything
slip through the cracks.

- Right.
- Where's your rookie?

Uh, inside with T.I.D.
At this point in his training,

I thought it'd be valuable for him

to process a crime scene with them.

Smart.

All right, I'll keep an eye on him,

and you go to the morgue
with our victim.

Dr. Roberts has agreed
to do a rush preliminary exam.

All right. I'll swing by
afterwards, pick up Aaron.

Thanks.

So, this is the rebozo
lift and sift technique,

helps pull the weight
off the lower back.

Mm. Feels amazing.

It can really help once the
contractions get more intense.

What is that?

It's death metal. No...
thrash metal. Thrash metal.

Mnh-mnh, no, not at my home birth.

Help me up.

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

You relax. Stay here.

I'll go talk to them.

- Neighbor.
- What do you want?

W-We just moved in across the street.

My... My wife and I
are having a baby, a home birth.

She just started having contractions.

Uh, this music is not
on our labor playlist,

if you know what I mean.

Um, can you turn it down?

No.

Okay, Nyla... Nyla, you don't
want to stress the baby.

I-I'm sure they'll turn it off
at some point.

Move.

Turn the music down.

Now.

Yo, turn it down.

Thank you so much.

All I'll say is,
I'm glad you're on my side.

You found something already?

Possibly.

I haven't done the full autopsy yet,

but, I found something concerning
on the external exam.

Several patches of missing chest hair.

All around the same position.

- Like it was pulled out.
- Right.

And I found some adhesive residue

on the surrounding hair and skin.

Tape, so...

Maybe he was wearing a wire?
Doing undercover work?

One other thing.

All right. What am I looking at here?

I found these fibers on his wrists.

I believe they're from
soft wrist restraints,

the kind that don't leave marks.

Well, we didn't find anything
like that in the car,

which would suggest,

he was restrained long enough
for the carbon monoxide

to do its job, and then,

the restraints were removed,

making it look like a suicide.

But why would someone
go to so much trouble

to murder a Sheriff's Deputy?

Undercover school sounds amazing.

"Self-surgery."

"Six things to say
when your cover's blown."

"When your informant is a double agent."

Yeah, you have to go.

This is where I want to be.

Lucy, if you're staying here
out of guilt, don't.

This wasn't your fault.

Of course it was my fault.

Rosalind targeted you because of me.

She's angry that I didn't testify.

You don't know that.

Yes, I do.

I moved on. She couldn't handle that.

She'd been looking forward to
torturing me on the stand.

And when I took that
away from her, she...

She tried to take you.

But she didn't.

- Chris...
- No.

Listen,

if you skip U.C. school because of this,

that's something
she will be taking from you.

Hey. Garrett Patel was
assigned to a special narcotics unit

in the Sheriff's Department.

Word is they run mostly reversals.

Which means?

Which means law enforcement officers

pose as drug sellers.

They flash real dope to lure the buyers.

And then, when the money is exchanged,

- they make the arrest.
- Nice.

You think Garrett was wearing a wire

as part of an investigation?

Maybe. But it doesn't
explain his murder.

A staged suicide isn't exactly
a drug dealer's go-to.

They're a lot less subtle.

So what's next?
We reach out to his unit?

Garrett's ex-wife just landed.

I'll talk to her first.
See if she has any insight.

Right.

We got divorced, uh, five months ago,

but, we still talked.

- About work?
- A little.

Garrett seemed really stressed.

And of course he wouldn't tell me why.

Part of the reason why we split,

was because it was clear,

that he was keeping things from me.

And it got really bad at the end.

His narcotics buddies
would come over to play poker,

and the second I walked in
the room, they would get quiet.

Can I get their names?

Yeah, it's, uh, Walt Lindbeck.

He's the team leader.

Super cocky. Thinks he's God's gift.

Um, Simon Ayer.

He's a sweet guy.

He's young, like Garrett.

But, Rick Croyer...

He just gave me a bad feeling.

Look, don't get me wrong.

We had other problems with our marriage,
but...

When Garrett started
hanging with "The Crew,"

that-that was the beginning of the end.

Wait.

They call themselves "The Crew"?

When will cops learn?

Learn what?

Look, you can hang out
with other cops all you want,

but the second
you give your group a name,

it's just a matter of time
until you're under indictment.

Really? Does that work for any name?

What if you call yourselves
"The Snuggle Bunch"?

- You're going to prison.
- Totally.

I can't explain it, but it never fails.

Give yourself a name, go to jail.

Noted. But, I think the judge

is gonna want a little more than that.

So, how are we going after these guys?

You're kidding. 10 offers already?

That's incredible.

I know. I'm a little in shock.

So, what's the highest offer?

$50,000 over asking.

From a developer.

But there's also this family.

The dad included the most
touching letter with the offer,

all about how much
it would mean to his kids

to finally have a home.

Okay, so, what's their offer?

Asking.

So $50,000 less.

It's still more than we expected to get.

Besides, the developer
will just tear it down.

Good. House is an actual crime scene.

It should be torn down.

Listen, Genny, I got to go.

Keep me posted.

Hey. Uh, I'll do a number three.

- Coming right up.
- Thank you.

We got a number three.

- What's up, gentlemen?
- Hey.

You guys, uh, work with that
deputy that killed himself?

We did, actually.

Sorry for your loss.

Tim Bradford, Mid-Wilshire Division.

My guys found the body.

Oh, thanks. Yeah, it's always tough

to lose someone
you were in the trenches with.

I just wish we had realized
how much he'd been hurting.

It's got to be rough.

Well, look, if you guys need anything...

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Actually, uh...

You know, we've been hearing
some rumors about foul play.

Yeah?

Hadn't heard that. I can check, though.

You guys working on something

that could have come back on him?

Eh, that's tough to say.

We put away a lot of bad hombres,

but nobody immediately springs to mind.

Well, I'll tell you this,

if someone did kill Garrett,

they're not gonna survive
that trip to lockup.

I can do some digging
and get back to you.

Sergeant Lindbeck.

It's Walt. Much appreciated.

Yeah. Least I could do.

Cops got to stick together, right?

Damn right.

- All right, take care.
- You too.

Those aren't grieving faces.

Those are guys terrified
of getting caught.

Great. Where's my burrito?

Sorry. I got distracted trying
to gaslight crooked cops.

Crooked how?

- They're running reversals, right?
- Mm-hmm.

So instead of arresting the dealers,

they're taking the cash
and cutting them free.

With their Intel, they would
know exactly who to target.

And with their access to real drugs,

they could make sales seem legit.

And it's not like the dealers
can call the cops to complain.

I'll read Wesley in.

I need you guys to hit up your CIs.

If The Crew are ripping off dealers,

there's gonna be a lot of
pissed-off criminals out there.

Someone's heard something.

You know, Harper has got
the best CIs in the station.

You're right.

Nolan, call Harper.

She likes you best.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

On it.

That was a dirty lie.

Today is her due date.

Do you want to be the one
calling her about work?

You're an evil genius.
Emphasis on the "evil."

Damn straight.

Now give me half that burrito

before I turn my evil against you.

So, how's Lucy?

Uh, you know,
she's still a little shaken.

Taking some time to get Chris settled.

Remind me what you
were doing at her apartment,

when you found Chris bleeding out?

Just, dropping her off
after we got back from Vegas.

Mm-hmm.

What are you implying?

What do you think?

I was just dropping her off.

Mm-hmm.

You don't have to answer that.

Nolan, has someone been shot?

- No.
- Did someone catch Rosalind Dyer?

- No.
- Okay, then I'm hanging up.

Wait, wait, wait. There's
a corrupt group of deputies.

They killed one of their own.

All right, talk fast.
The whole point of a home birth

is to be left alone to suffer in peace.

You're in labor? Like right now?

Nolan, fast.

Uh, we think
they're ripping off dealers.

We need your best CI.

Uh, okay. Abel Lawton.

I will text you his phone number.

Thank you. Good...

Good luck.

Hey. You still wading through
those case files?

No, I'm done.

You read them all,

or you just skimmed them
for the headlines?

- Well, I got the gist.
- Ah.

Jonathan, 19-year-old kid

arrested a year ago on a gun charge.

Since then, he's got his act together.

Taking trade school classes.

He's about to be credentialed
as a specialized pipefitter.

I'm gonna knock that one
down to a misdemeanor.

You're knocking down charges

while violent crime is on the rise?

I don't think that he's

- a violent criminal.
- Huh.

I think he carried a gun for protection

in a neighborhood
where that makes sense.

I could run you down my whole list,

- but that would take a while.
- No, no.

Just tell me how many cases
you're gonna plead out

and how many cases
you're taking to trial,

keeping in mind the correct ratio

is nine plea bargains for every trial.

Zero. And zero.

Well, that's not an option.

I'm just exercising
my prosecutorial discretion.

Ha ha ha. Look.

Pick a case to charge, any case,

by the end of the day, okay?

We didn't hire you so you can
give everyone a free pass.

Hey.

Hey. Got some time?

We have a case. It's gonna be tricky.

Does it involve punishing the poor?

No. Dirty cops.

I'll be right there.

You think it's too early
to get in the pool?

No.

Warm water could help you relax,

and, relieve some of your back pain.

What is that lovely smell?

Mm. I rubbed the lavender oil

onto my skin
so that my scent could calm you.

- You really do think of everything.
- Mm-hmm.

You were cool with it in the beginning.

Is that the neighbors again?

- I'm going over there.
- Mnh-mnh.

No, no, no, no, you're not.

Just call in a noise complaint.

Uh, fireworks?

No, that was gunshots.

Officer Nyla Harper.

Shots fired near 5575 Orange Grove.

Well, looks like a false alarm.

Didn't sound false.

Your neighbors said they were
watching "Dirty Harry."

That's got to be what you heard.

Smitty, I am telling you,
I heard live gunshots.

We did a thorough search of the house.

There was no sign of foul play.

And the only guns that I saw...

were on that homey's arms.

That dude is...

- Ripped.
- Thank you, Smitty.

You are as much help
as I thought you would be.

You need a hand with anything else?

No, thank you. Goodbye.

Maybe it was "Dirty Harry."

I mean, they've got a serious
sound system in there.

Those shots were from
a high-caliber weapon,

not a 40-year-old handgun.

It was a big gun.

Just saying.

Mr. Lawton, thank you for coming in.

Yeah. Uh, can you make it quick?

I-I-I don't like being here.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You know, we could have
come to your place,

but that might have jammed you up.

Okay, spare me the attitude.

All right, you guys clearly need
something from me.

And I should warn you, all right,

my rates have gone up substantially,

since, you know,

I've been selling Intel to the Feds...

Yes, Harper did warn us about that.

She told us to tell you,

"Remember Oceanside."

Okay. Uh...

On second thought, um...

uh, for a friend of Harper's, it's free.

Uh, what do you, what-what do you need?

What do you know about anyone
ripping off drug dealers?

You mean those
Sheriff's Department guys?

Uh, yeah.

They hit up my boy, Junior,

for like 100K.

Okay, well, uh, we need to talk to him.

So where is he?

He's in lockup.

Or...

At least he was.

He's in the morgue now.

Got shanked in prison
like two hours ago.

They gave themselves a name.
When are cops gonna learn?

Clearly never.

And so far, evidence is sketchy at best.

We think our victim was recording

their criminal activity,

but we can't find the recordings.

And we had a potential witness,

but, he magically got shanked
in prison earlier today.

All right.
So what about financial records?

If they're stealing from drug dealers,

where is the money going?

Nowhere we can find.

Clearly, they're being very disciplined

with the cash they're stealing.

Then you need the recordings.

Without them, there's no case.

I know.

- Hi.
- Lucy.

Uh, were we expecting you?

Oh, no. But I-I heard
today was the big day,

so, I brought you some food,
so you didn't have to go out.

That is very sweet of you.

Uh, Nyla, Lucy's here.

So, it's totally vegetarian.
Ashwagandha...

Oh, my God! You are glowing.

I am not, but thank you.

And thank you for the food.

Mm-hmm.

So, hey, while I'm here,

I wanted to run something by you.

Um, I was offered a spot in U.C. school.

That's great. That's g...

You-you deserve it.

- Um, quick question.
- Mm.

What do you think about that
house across the street?

Oh, I-I didn't really notice it.

So, the thing is, Chris just got
out of the hospital,

and he really needs me to help him.

Okay, so, James thinks
that I should drop it,

but something is going on
over at that house.

I heard gunshots earlier on.

And they sent Smitty.
But I know Smitty is...

Nyla Harper.

Yes.

Are you roping Lucy into your fantasy?

It's not a fantasy.

O-Okay. I didn't mean it like that.

I apologize. But, the truth is,

labor induces a tidal wave
of physiological changes.

Hormone levels spike,

neurotransmitters jack up a kind
of fight-or-flight response.

Okay, is this just your way of saying

that it's all in my head?

No.

All I'm saying is
you're about to give birth,

and you're hypersensitive

to anything that might
seem like a threat.

Yeah. That seems logical.

Okay, uh, you know what?
I'm gonna... I'm gonna go.

Um...

Should I say yes?

To what?

To U.C. school?

Yes.

- Say yes.
- Oh, okay...

I swear it'd be quieter at a hospital.

Police! Show yourself right now.

I don't want to hear it.

You broke the seal.
You're in my crime scene.

It was our guy who went down.

You think we're just gonna
stand on the sidelines,

watch the LAPD
screw up the investigation?

- You buying this?
- No.

Listen, we're all on the same team...

Wrong. We're investigating a homicide,

and you appear to be attempting
to obstruct that investigation.

You don't know what
you're talking about, honey.

Come on, let's go.

We got a warrant
to search everything, Walt,

including you.

That's not happening.

You don't want to walk into this.

Try me.

Aah!

Don't.

Get up.

Get up. Come on.

Hands behind your back.

Shipping receipt
with Garrett's name on it.

A million bucks it's a recording,

from the wire Garrett was wearing.

You're under arrest, gentlemen,

for removing evidence and obstruction.

Turn around.

Where's your buddy Rick?

How about you?
You can help yourself here.

- Don't say a word.
- Don't listen to him.

Where's Rick?

You know, you'd think
cops would be smarter.

This warrant covers your phone.

Called Rick right before we came in.

Hello.

Hey. Tim and I found The Crew

at Garrett's house doing
some evidence tampering.

We think Garrett mailed
the recordings to himself

at Coast to Post Mailbox Service,

7646 West Vernon.

- We're on it.
- Move your ass.

Rick's already on his way there.

If he gets there first,
he'll destroy the evidence.

Hit it.

Is it okay if I take a quick shower?

- Yep.
- You sure?

Yep.

Okay.

"Dirty Harry" my ass.

You left the trunk open.

No, I didn't.

Hey, neighbor!

Hey, hey!

How you doing?

Sorry to bother you.

Oh.

Our cat ran out, um, and she...

she's a-a total troublemaker,

um, but she's been declawed

so it's not safe for her
to be wandering around out here.

You haven't seen her, have you?

No.

No. Okay. Uh, damn.

Well, please let me know if you do.

Thank you.

Thanks again.

Okay, what the hell
were you doing over there?

Gathering evidence.

Without a warrant?

Don't lecture me. My water just broke.

The law still applies.

Wait... W-W-What, what?

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, come on, come on.

We got to get you in the birthing tub,

and I got to call the midwife. Come on.

All right. You go around front.

I'll scope it out inside.

Copy that.

Hey! Hey, you guys need to move.

Give me the package.

I-I'm looking.
Please don't point that at me.

- Hurry up!
- O-Okay. Okay.

Give it up, Rick.

Walt and Simon are already in custody.

You're just making things worse
for yourself.

Stay here, all right?

Get down!

Give me your hands.

Both of them. Come on.

You broke my ribs.

You killed a cop.

You're under arrest.

Where you been?

Nyla, you have the baby yet?

Hey, Nyla.

Aah. I need you to
look into my neighbors.

Um, I heard gunshots,

and, I-I think that there's
something going on

over there.

It's, uh, 5574 Orange Grove.

You literally sound like
you're having a baby right now.

Mm, basically.

And these guys, they are
messing with my birth plan.

Oh, oh. Okay.

Uh, I saw them,

moving what could have been a body,

into the trunk of their car.

And I found hydrofluoric acid
in there as well.

But, I-I saw all of this
without a warrant.

I'll run the homeowner
and any associates.

But, I need you to focus on
having the baby.

If I find anything, I'll get in touch.

Okay, okay. Thank you.

Um...

Did I hear you talking to somebody?

Nope.

Ooh.

Ooh, ice chips. Thank you. Yes.

Oh, oh!

Doesn't feel good to be on that
side of the table, does it?

No.

Prison's gonna feel even worse.

And before you give me

your song and dance
about your innocence,

you should know,
Garrett wore a wire for months.

There are dozens of hours of recordings.

You want a sample?

It's zero eight hundred.

We're about to meet a buyer,
Junior Mills.

Hey, where you been? Let's go.

Sorry, Walt.

Just getting my head right.

Simon, what's up?

See how Garrett name checks
you and Walt?

Smart.

Well, let's get in there. It's payday.

You know how this works, Junior.

We let you get a taste,
now show us the money.

- It's all there.
- Great.

Now beat it.

You got to be kidding me.

You got five to start walking

and if we see you again...

Yeah, there it is.

Your crew stealing from the drug dealers

you're supposed to arrest.

Most of them slink away,
but, Junior talked.

Told anyone he could
about the crew who robbed him.

And Junior ended up dead.

I don't know anything about that.

You got one chance to come clean.

Tell us everything you know,

and I'm prepared to offer you leniency.

Walt will kill me.

He won't be able to get
anywhere near you.

I promise.

It's time to do the right thing,

for Garrett.

Where is the midwife?

She's on her way. There's traffic.

Remember, don't scream.

It's-it's just wasted energy.

Channel it into breathing.

- Aah!
- Come on.

Okay, yeah, that's fine, too.
That's fine, too.

Come on. Here you go.

Mm.

I thought you said the second
one was always easier.

I said usually.

Maybe the third will be
the easy one, hmm?

Sorry. That was too soon, too soon.

Let me guess, that's the midwife
saying she can't make it.

No, it's the Assure Home Security app.

The security system has detected
an open window downstairs.

Someone's in the house.

Not necessarily...

Get my gun.

Okay, Nyla, you are fully dilated.

This baby is coming any minute now.

It's the murderers
from across the street.

Get my damn gun.

Okay, you stay here, okay?

I'll go check it out. Stay here.

What? No... James, stay...
No. James, you...

Drop the gun.

I am in here giving life,

but I will take yours,
if you even twitch.

7-Adam-200, shots fired,

officer needs help at my location.

Hey!

Nyla!

Wait!

It's a girl.

Welcome to the world, kiddo.

I promise it won't always
be this insane.

Hey, are you okay?

Well, all things considered.

Was I right about the body?

You were right.

GSW to the chest.

Looking like they had a hidden
basement in the house

where they put the body
when Smitty came calling.

You definitely win
the best childbirth story.

I don't know. You have
that whole Guatemala adventure.

Yeah, but I didn't
have the baby down there.

Accept the crown. You earned it.

He's right.

T.I.D.s are finishing up downstairs.

You still got to talk to
the shooting team, but,

they can wait a few days.

- You're on maternity leave.
- Yes.

Uh, no more investigations.

You promise?

Look, if an escaped convict

comes into my Mommy and Me class,

then I will have no choice, but,

barring that,

I will spend the next six weeks

just staring at this little angel.

Let me guess, an orphanage wants
to buy Dad's house,

for a hundred bucks.

No.

Listen, I haven't been
entirely honest with you.

The phone call this morning?

Yeah.

Rob and I are having a hard time.

Like, go to counseling hard time?

Like divorce lawyers hard time.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

But, it's for the best.

Now, about Dad's house...

You want to sell it to the happy family

because you're feeling nostalgic.

No, I want to sell it
to the highest bidder,

because divorces aren't cheap,

and I need to cushion the
landing into single mom-hood.

Wow. Uh, very smart.

So, is-is Rob moving out?

Actually, I was thinking of moving.

To where?

Here.

I mean, unless you don't want me to.

Are you kidding?

I think it's a great idea.

Good.

Now give me a hug 'cause I just told you

my marriage fell apart,
and I'm trying to be strong,

but, I'm feeling really sad.

How was your first day?

You know, I was worried
that it might be weird

working on the other side,

but, I think it might actually work out.

Don't get too excited.

You won't get to arrest
crooked cops every day.

I hope you're wrong.

I think I found my niche.

Yeah?

Hey.

I just wanted to apologize.

I wasn't much of a T.O. today.

What are you talking about?

Everything was happening so fast.

So if I didn't slow down,

- and properly...
- No, look.

If you repeat this, I will deny it.

But, um, after today,

you're definitely my favorite T.O.

That's very kind.
You don't have to say that.

No, John, I-I-I mean it.

You know, you... you teach by asking,

and that's a very
under-appreciated method, so...

Thanks.

- You're welcome.
- Yeah.

Oh, and it's, um...

Sir, or Officer Nolan,
when we're on duty.

Yes, sir.

I will see you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

What are you in the mood for next?

Oh, um,

anything, as long as it's
not another cooking show.

Hey. What are you doing here?

Just checking in.

How are you feeling?

Okay. Lucy's taking great care of me.

I have no doubt.

Hey, can we talk?

Uh, yeah.

Sure.

So, I, uh...

I hear you're on the fence
about going to U.C. school.

Chris called you?

Yeah, which was unexpected.

Um, he wanted me to talk to you.

It's not the right time.

He's gonna be fine.

You owe it to yourself to go.

- I know, but...
- What happened to him,

isn't your fault.

We were about to...

But, we didn't.

We didn't.

Uh...

Are you trying
to get rid of me as your gofer?

No.

No, I'm trying to look out for you.

It's time for you to move on.

And some time away would be good.

It's a great opportunity, Lucy.

Mm-hmm.

You should go for it.

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