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Stop! Police!

Damn it, it's locked.

Suspect went down the north roof access

stairwell behind a locked door.

Taking the south stairwell to cut him off at the street.

Well, that's a first.

Clear.

Clear.

Nolan...

Look.

7-Adam-15...

How do I radio that in?

That's a 415, masked vigilante.

Right.

Are you cleaning or are you just moving the mess around?

I can't find my keys

because someone keeps letting our toddler play with them.

I cannot be late for my meeting with the captain.

Well, maybe it can be seen as a power play,

making him wait to hear your demands.

They're not demands. They're respectful requests.

Now, if he doesn't address them to my satisfaction,

then they become demands.

Hmm, found them.

Keyfob casserole.

She is a culinary visionary, just like her mom.

Speaking of dinner, uh, what time will you be home?

I invited a few friends over.

Our friends or your friends?

They're community activists.

In that case, I am busy.

I am filling in on patrol, and,

- cases are just piling up. - Nyla, come on.

The latest corruption scandal exposed a lot of dirty cops,

and people want answers.

Isn't that why you are going to see the captain?

I... I am just gonna tell them

the same thing that I am telling you.

We are handling it.

The department is just as motivated

to get bad cops off the street as you are.

All right, maybe not just as, but we are working on it.

For now.

Historically, there's always a lot

of talk about accountability,

but the second the press moves on,

it's all swept under the rug.

I think it would help if the community heard from an officer

who shared their concerns.

Someone like my gorgeous, smart,

funny, talented,

amazing wife.

Fine.

But, that is just because you said I was funny,

and not enough people acknowledge that.

Mm-hmm.

The hell are you doing, Boot?

I'm going to work, sir.

Yeah, I'm not blind.

I'm asking why you've been coming to work

like you're leaving for a six-month deployment.

What, this old thing?

It's a little cross-training trick I picked up

from my high school football coach.

Heavy backpack equals easy cardio.

Well, do it on your own time.

Cops don't walk to work.

Oh, I know LA is not a walking city,

but I didn't think y'all would care so much

how I got myself places.

I care when it's an officer safety issue.

What, you worried someone's gonna jump me for my milk money?

No, I'm worried

that some hardcore criminal

pissed at you for locking up his buddy

might sneak up behind you and slit your throat.

That'll put an abrupt ending to your easy cardio.

You're a pretty intense guy, you know that?

What's your point?

Whoo!

Do we know what day it is?

Yo, I can't believe it's finally Plain Clothes Day.

I mean, it's normal to be nervous, right?

Yeah, of course.

And listen, Nolan wouldn't have authorized it

if he wasn't sure you were ready.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

I bet your Plain Clothes Day was a breeze, huh?

Actually, I almost washed out.

But, Nolan's not Tim.

And I don't think he's gonna mess with your head.

Yeah.

You need to mess with her head.

Only way to make sure she's ready.

Yeah, that's not exactly my style.

Your style is also being evaluated today.

But Juarez is a good cop.

If she messes up, it's as much your failure as it is hers.

Wait a minute. Lucy is a great cop,

and you almost washed her out.

I did. But you're not me.

Everyone knows I'm an exceptional TO.

You, on the other hand, have yet to prove yourself.

It's the only way to prove

a TO doesn't have to play mind games

in order to train a good rookie.

It's not enough to win.

I have to crush Tim in this competition.

Wait, so the contest is just about TO styles?

I mean, what else would it be about?

Uh, nothing.

She thinks it's about the breakup.

And she's not alone.

I am so over the breakup.

We had friendly, professional competition

long before we dated, and this is just that.

So back in uniform. How does it feel?

Itchy. I am already sweating.

But we are rooting for you today, Juarez.

Patrol really cannot afford to lose another body right now.

The boys are obsessed with this masked vigilante.

Jack, too.

Whoever he is, he isn't making my job any easier.

Citizen's arrest is perfectly legal.

But false imprisonment isn't.

And the fuzzy line between the two is for the jury to decide.

Well, at least he isn't hurting anyone.

- Mm. - Yet.

I hope you don't mind,

but the captain wants me to sit in

- on this morning's proceedings. - Not at all.

Just don't think I'm gonna go easy because we're friendly.

Of course not.

I'll see you up there.

Wow, look at you.

It reminds me of the first day we met.

I hate it.

I forgot how much these pants flatten out my ass.

Well, it still looks pretty good to me.

"Pretty good"?

Uh, I move to have my previous comment

stricken from the record.

Are you ready for your meeting?

The real question is, are they ready for me?

OK, not one word.

I was just gonna say thank you both for your sacrifice.

The detectives owe you one.

You've owed me 200 bucks since the Super Bowl.

I want my money.

Understood.

But seriously, if I need a crime scene babysat today,

- you guys are my first call. - Mm-hmm.

- We should go. - Yeah.

Uh, have a good meeting.

- Thanks. See you tonight. - Yeah.

Be careful today.

Not a fan of that detective?

Not at liberty to say.

I didn't see your Boot in the locker room, Chen.

If he's late for roll call,

you'll be in the hole before the day even starts.

He has a few minutes.

He has 43 seconds.

Hey, uh, have you guys seen Seth?

No.

Damn it.

This is Seth. Leave a message.

All right, everybody. Settle down.

It is 8:00 a.m. on the dot,

which means roll call has started,

and Officer Chen's Boot is officially...

you're late, Boot.

- Ooh! - Late!

- Sorry, I... I didn't... - Officer Chen,

what's an acceptable excuse

for a rookie to be late to roll call?

- There isn't one. - That's right.

Which means today, you'll be starting in the loss column.

Moving on, Lieutenant Grey is in a meeting

with the captain and a community activist.

Boo.

That representative is James Murray.

Look, I know we all had friends

lose their pensions over this mess,

but they made that bed.

They crossed lines we can't cross.

Now it's up to us to regain the community's trust.

Otherwise, we'll be dealing with nonsense like this.

Now, I'm sure you've all heard about this jackass

running around, trying to be some masked avenger.

He's called The Watcher.

Yeah, I'm not calling him that.

He's just an attention-seeking wannabe

desperate for internet fame.

You might be right.

But there has been a measurable spike in crime

in the neighborhood since we've been shorthanded.

Look, if the residents start thinking

this clown is more reliable than us,

we have a huge problem.

That's why today,

we're gonna be doing some good old-fashioned

community policing.

You mean foot patrol?

Yeah, we're not doing that.

Fine, but only to show up that masked weirdo.

Everyone get out there, shake hands,

kiss some babies, hand out business cards.

Let the residents feel your presence.

Everyone except Nolan and Juarez,

who will be on Plain Clothes Day.

All right, that's it. Be safe out there.

Huh, kind of funny.

The one day you guys are back in uniform,

I get to wear my civvies all shift.

It won't be so funny if Celina doesn't pass.

Why wouldn't...

Ooh.

How much coffee is too much coffee?

Well, how many fingers am I holding up?

I think two, but they're vibrating.

OK, take a deep breath.

All right. You got this.

Thank you.

All right, let's go over how this is gonna go.

Today I am here in a purely observational capacity.

I will not advise, assist, or help you in any way.

Every decision will be yours.

If you get into some trouble that you can't handle,

I will step in.

Just know that that will affect your final evaluation.

- Understood. - Mount up.

Whew.

Now, to help simulate the experience of riding solo,

this will be the last time I speak to you

- until the end of shift. - Finally!

Usually, I can't get you to zip it.

Oh, you were serious.

OK, here we go.

And by we, I mean me, because I am riding solo.

You are so lucky.

If Sergeant Bradford was your TO,

you'd be spending the rest of your shift

scrubbing holding cells with... with a toothbrush.

Well, I'm glad that he's not my TO.

Do you want to run alongside the shop

while you reconsider your attitude?

No, ma'am.

Sorry.

Good, 'cause...

'Cause I don't want to be that kind of TO, man.

But you showing up late for your second-ever roll call,

either you don't respect me,

- or... or... - No, of course not.

Or you're not taking your training seriously, Ridley.

Officer Chen,

I promise you that is not the case.

I... I know it's no excuse,

but I had a doctor's appointment this morning,

and it ran... It ran late.

So it's not... It's not gonna happen again.

Good.

So since I'm making all the decisions today,

I guess that means

I can do this.

Damn, OK, I thought for sure,

that'd get you to crack.

OK.

7-Adam-15, I have an in-progress 211

home invasion at 623 Layden.

RP is homeowner Walter Fields, 82.

Advise RP to lock himself in the bathroom

and find out if there are any firearms in the house.

RP has locked himself in the first floor bathroom

and is armed with a handgun.

Control responding Code-3.

7-Adam-15, shots fired inside 2827 Layden.

We are... I am Code-6 on scene making entry.

Send backup.

Police!

I am inside your house!

Come out with your hands up!

Call it in.

I need an RA to my location.

Teenage female, GSW to the chest.

She is conscious and breathing.

Homeowner, this is the police!

Is there anyone in that bathroom with you?

No.

Did you find the guy?

I think I got him.

All right, I'm gonna need you to put that gun down.

Is it down?

- Yeah. - All right.

I'm gonna need you to open the door.

Come toward me nice and slow

with your hands where I can see them.

Nice and slow. Just walk towards me, OK?

I'm gopnna have to put you in handcuffs.

What?

I'm the one who's being robbed.

No, I understand. It's standard procedure.

It's not up for debate.

Well, I know, but the...

- oh, my God, no. - No.

No, let me go!

That's my granddaughter!

Let me go!

I heard footsteps in the hall.

There have been a lot of break-ins around here lately.

So I thought...

Listen, I...

I need to go to the hospital to make sure she's OK.

- I'm sorry, sir, but we... - Oh, please. She's only 17.

They have to save her.

They're gonna do everything they can to help her, OK?

Fill me in.

It's...

I hate Plain Clothes Day.

Fine, let's hear it.

Well, victim is the 17-year-old granddaughter

of homeowner, Walter Fields.

An open window in the laundry room suggests

she may have been trying to sneak back in

after a night out, and he mistook her for an intruder.

Thanks. I'll take it from here.

OK, well, do you need me to take Walter in for processing?

He's been through enough.

He doesn't need to see the back of a shop.

I'll handle it.

I, uh...

I-I don't expect you to respond

because I know you're not here today,

but I need to say something.

I thought I did a pretty good job handling that call,

so I don't really understand

why you stepped in to take lead.

You know, besides the fact that

I'm supposed to be making all the decisions today,

it undermined my authority

with a man who is already more inclined to trust someone

who looks like you over someone who looks like me.

Just something to think about.

Community policing in a city the size of LA

is a lot more complicated

than whatever you're used to back in Texas.

You mean I can't just

pop down to the bingo hall

and shake hands with all my cousins right now?

Uh, excuse me, officers?

Yes, ma'am. What can we do you for?

Would you mind helping me bring my garbage bin in?

- It's so heavy. - Uh, yes, ma'am.

I'd be happy to.

You know, I would have thought

a woman in as good a shape as yourself

would have no problem bringing this bin in.

Well, just because a woman can do something herself

doesn't mean she doesn't enjoy

watching a handsome young man do it for her.

All right, if there's nothing else you need from us, ma'am,

we're gonna need to be moving on.

You have a great day, ma'am.

911 is the number if you need us again.

Let's go. She knows what 911 is.

Well, you told me to be friendly.

That kind of friendly will get you sued.

Next time, just focus on professional.

Hey, excuse me, sir. Do you have a minute to talk?

Depends. What about?

Well, this is Officer Chen. I'm Officer Ridley.

We're introducing ourselves around the neighborhood.

We're trying to get a sense of what we can do

to better serve the community.

Better? Son, are you new?

Actually, yes, I-I am.

You're gonna have to forgive me.

I'm still learning.

OK, well, then I'll educate you.

This used to be a nice neighborhood to raise a family.

And then the gangs started moving in and the drugs.

And now the only time the police ever seem to show up

is to make an easy arrest

or to use us as an example for young officers like yourself.

See The Watcher there?

Now, I don't know if The Watcher is helping,

hurting, or just plain crazy,

but at least he's here.

And you'd be surprised what a big difference that makes.

Well, sir, next time you've got a problem,

you can contact me directly.

And I will personally make sure that the police respond.

I just might.

Ridley.

That was good.

I would not have agreed to this

if I knew we were doing foot patrol.

Tell me about it.

And James is having people over for dinner tonight,

so I can't even put my feet up when I get home.

Thanks for the invite.

Oh, trust me, you do not want one.

It'll be James, a bunch of angry community members,

and then me answering for the sins of the LAPD.

- You're right, I'm good. - Yeah.

How have things been since the scandal broke?

Tense.

I mean, I'm just sick of having the same conversation

over and over again.

God, I remember when Wesley and I

used to get into it over police procedure.

It was kind of hot, but also exhausting.

It's much easier now that he works for the DA's office.

If only I had that option.

Hey! My bag!

Hands behind your back!

Two babies each, and we still got it.

Control, I need transport

at the corner of Cochran and 8th

for a 211 purse snatch suspect.

Copy, show 7-Adam-15 en route.

How's Juarez doing?

She's doing great.

Me, on the other hand, I'm struggling a little bit.

We had an incident that got a little dicey, and,

I wound up taking the lead.

Afterwards,

she questioned whether I was making the right call.

Well, unless she was dying or on fire,

you definitely did not.

I didn't even realize I was doing it.

Instinct just kicked in.

You've gotta learn to control that impulse.

Yeah.

I had no idea being on the TO side of

Plain Clothes Day would be this hard.

Well, of course it's hard.

You've been training her for the past nine months.

You're invested in her success.

But, the only way she will succeed

is if you give her the room to fail.

What can you tell me about that guy crossing the street?

Late teens, early 20s, 5'10"- 6' tall, slim build.

His colors and tattoos suggest that he is affiliated.

Without getting any closer,

I'd say he's a part of the 6th Street Devils.

And what's our authority to stop and talk to him?

Well, the standard for probable cause and detention

states that we need to have a reasonable belief

that the person in question has or will commit a crime.

For example, if this was an 11532,

loitering for the purpose of selling drugs,

then we could stop him.

Follow that suspect!

LAPD! Stop!

7-Adam-19, we've got shots fired

in the alleyway off Beverly.

Sir, the ambulance is on its way.

I'm good, I'm good.

This ain't the first time I been shot.

You're still going to the hospital.

He had a car. He got away.

Did you get the plate?

The make?

Ridley!

Did... where did they go?

What direction did they go?

Control, 7-Adam-15,

vehicle stop on 2-Queen-Charles-Edward-265.

The registered owner, Arnold King,

has a no-bail out of Long Beach.

Start me another unit, and be advised that I am riding solo.

Copy, Adam-15. Additional unit en route.

Damn it.

What the hell is taking so long?

Sir, I need you to get back in your car.

You can't just hold me here.

Sir, if you do not get back in your car now,

you will be in violation of Penal Code Section 148,

resisting an officer.

You have my permission

to call me a badass.

You are a badass.

You're an embarrassment.

Not only did you fail to radio in your location

while chasing an armed suspect,

you were unable to provide any details

that might help us identify his vehicle.

These are the fundamentals, Officer Ridley.

Things they teach you the first week at the Academy.

There's no excuse, sir.

You're damn right!

Step outside.

I need to speak to Officer Chen for a minute.

Let me be blunt.

Do you think,

Ridley has what it takes

to make it through the FTO program?

I think Officer Ridley shows a lot of potential.

Very diplomatic.

Now I need your honest opinion.

I think he's smart,

thoughtful, and empathetic,

but he's made some very basic mistakes,

which I-I understand at this stage in his training

is to be expected.

I...

I think at this point, it's too soon to tell.

Every rookie makes mistakes.

But we're under a microscope right now.

So if you ever start to think that he might be a liability,

I need you to let me know right away.

Yes, sir.

All right.

- Officer Chen, I'm sorry... - No.

You need to stop apologizing.

All right? Get your head in the game.

Go study your Rook Book.

Yes, ma'am.

Hear the vigilante's escalated to attempted murder.

Too bad he got away.

Are you seriously here to gloat

about how badly my rookie screwed up?

Of course not.

A little.

Look, being a TO is hard.

No. Being a good TO is even harder.

First lesson I learned is you

can't let their failures be your fault,

not at the beginning.

You have to make those failures a teachable moment.

Well, that's very enlightened of you.

Don't sound so surprised.

How's it going with Officer Texas?

So far, so good.

Still got half a shift left.

Mm.

Why were you trying to leave the scene

before the ambulance arrived?

I promised my grandma I'd take her to church.

And you were gonna take her with a bullet in your shoulder?

She hates missing the homily.

Well, you have been very unhelpful.

I'm a Devil, baby.

Devils take it to the grave.

Wow. What a motto.

You'd think with there being so many cops

in the neighborhood, The Watcher would have picked

a different day to escalate to attempted murder.

Yeah, but it wasn't just an escalation.

This was a completely different MO.

I mean, everyone else was stopped

while committing a crime.

This doesn't feel like his other missions.

This one feels personal.

OK, so what do those other missions have in common?

They're almost all single-perpetrator

robberies or assaults,

all in the neighborhood.

And patrol's long response times

have been giving him a chance to get to the scenes first.

I might have an idea.

So where exactly do you live?

Must be pretty close to the station.

Over on Stanley.

I can smell the tar pits from my apartment.

Probably why I got such a good deal.

Hey, what's up?

Harper and I have a plan to track down the vigilante.

Can you and your Boot back us up?

Absolutely.

7-Adam-100, what's your ETA

for that 4-15 in the alley off Fuller?

Still six minutes out.

Be advised, original RP has called back multiple times

to report screaming from that event.

Copy. We'll be there as soon as we can.

Police! Hands up!

- Police! - Show me your hands!

Show me your hands! Search him, Boot.

Keep your hands on your head!

I got a gun in the holster on my right hip.

It's a 9-millimeter.

Same as the one used to shoot Bicho.

Hold on, hold on. I didn't shoot anybody.

Thomas Forsythe, you're under arrest for attempted murder.

I want a lawyer.

Get up.

Looks like you had a pretty eventful

Plain Clothes Day, Officer Juarez.

Yes, sir.

Had a few missteps, as did Officer Nolan.

But overall,

I'm impressed on how you handled

some tricky calls today.

What?

I mean, does that mean I passed?

Yes, you passed.

Whoo-hoo.

- Thank you, sir. - You're welcome.

Now, Officer Nolan, for a first-time TO,

not terrible,

but definitely room for improvement.

Yes, sir.

All right.

That's all. Good job.

Explain something to us, Tom.

What makes a middle-aged guy, a former cop, decide to start

running around his neighborhood in a mask playing superhero?

My client saw a need in the community

and used his training as a retired law enforcement officer

to lend a hand.

I just wanted to make my neighborhood safer.

By shooting gangbangers?

I told you, that wasn't me.

Check my alibi.

We are. But why carry a gun if you didn't intend to use it?

Come on, you know any cops,

active or retired,

who aren't carrying at all times?

So his alibi checks out.

Which means we've got a copycat.

Whoo!

I wasn't sure if you wanted to go out after your shift,

so I stashed this in the freezer just in case.

Let me guess, the ice cream in there was for if I failed?

Yes, but that doesn't mean we can't still eat it.

See, now we're talking.

How's it look?

Oh, girl, it looks like

you took on a dude twice your size, and still won.

Here's to you and being an absolute badass

and crushing your Plain Clothes Day.

Mm.

Mm.

I am quite proud of myself.

As well you should be.

I mean, look how far you've come in the last nine months,

- how much you've grown. - Mm.

It's crazy thinking back to that first shift.

I was in so far over my head.

I can't believe I didn't get washed out.

Mm.

How are things going with Seth?

Yeah, he had a pretty crap day.

I don't know what the answer is.

That's why I think we need to narrow down our action items

and put them in writing for the captain.

Hey, there she is.

Uh, everyone, this is my wife, Nyla.

- Hello. - Hey.

- Hello. - Hi.

Are you here to give us some real answers?

Because if you're just gonna parrot the department line,

I'm not interested.

OK, let's just give her a few minutes to settle in,

OK, George?

Help yourself to some more food and wine.

I'm so sorry.

It got a little bigger than I had planned.

You think? You said a few.

In what version of the English language is this a few?

I do not appreciate being ambushed in my own home.

It's not an ambush.

Word got around, OK?

More people wanted to come.

- What was I supposed to say? - No.

It's a complete sentence, James.

- Where are you going? - To change.

Ugh, could you get it?

I used up all my steps for the day.

Mm, OK.

It's Nyla.

Hey. Everything OK?

Was the dinner a disaster?

If by dinner, you mean town hall meeting

in my living room with 20 strangers, then yes.

- He didn't. - Oh, he did.

I'm sure James didn't mean for it get that big.

He probably...

I'm gonna stop talking and go...

Check on the kids.

What did you say to him when you left?

Oh, uh, nothing, 'cause I climbed out the window.

I am not proud of it.

- Why not? - I'd be proud of myself

for not burning the house down.

It's James.

Tell James we're doing a spouse swap.

I get you. He can have Wesley.

That would solve a lot of problems.

You know it's illegal

to live in a vehicle parked on the street?

Sweet suffering lord, you scared the crap out of me.

Exactly.

You're completely exposed.

Not to mention it's against the law,

which you're sworn to uphold.

Of course.

But I can't afford to rent a place right now.

All right? I've got some debts to repay.

That doesn't make it better.

Officers in financial trouble are much easier to corrupt.

What if someone steals your vehicle,

or breaks into it and steals your service weapon,

or police equipment?

You'd be terminated on the spot,

which is exactly what I should do right now.

No, wait, don't, don't do that. Please,

I... I...

I need this.

I screwed up.

All right? I played football in college,

and I thought I was going pro.

So I spent some money before I technically had it.

- And... - You blew out your knee,

jumping off the roof at a frat party like an idiot.

Which is a tragedy,

because you were destined to be one hell of a running back.

Well, all that's in the past.

And right now, I'm giving you 24 hours

to find yourself a legal place to live.

Otherwise, you're gonna have to find yourself

a third career to screw up.

Mr. Fields?

- I'm... - I remember.

Hard to forget the worst moment of your life.

So, um...

How's Chelsea?

10 hours in surgery.

And they say she's...

She's gonna need another one in a couple of days.

Her parents will be here by then.

Hey, tell me, how do families survive something like this?

I mean, how...

How am I supposed to?

Well, it isn't easy.

But it is possible.

It just takes time.

Well,

I don't think I have enough years left in me.

I mean, even if Chelsea and my daughter

find it in themselves to forgive me,

I'll never forgive myself.

OK. It was an accident.

I don't understand.

When did I get so afraid?

You know, I was...

I was the man that people called in a crisis.

Suddenly my daughter talks to me like I'm a...

A child.

You shouldn't do that.

You know, did you remember to do this?

She begged me to give that gun up.

She said she would pay for a better security...

A better security system.

And I told her no.

I said no.

Come on. I can take care of myself.

'Cause, you know, giving up the gun was admitting defeat.

It was like...

Acknowledging that you're not the man

that you thought you were.

And that terrified me.

You know? Now...

Her little girl's in there fighting for her life,

'cause I was too proud to accept my own limitations.

I was too scared,

of looking feeble.

And then, all that fear.

The second that I saw Chelsea laying on that floor,

I realized that I didn't know what fear was.

I... I had no idea.

- Hey. - Hey.

Hey, I, uh, got the shop all set up.

I came in early to top it off with some gas.

I put some air in the tires.

And I even got you a coffee.

Thank you.

You know that doesn't wipe the slate clean

from yesterday's mistakes, right?

Yes, ma'am. Um...

But actually, I wanted to talk to you about that.

The reason I came in late yesterday

and, uh, why I took my eye off the ball

with the vigilante, um...

Four years ago, I was diagnosed with cancer.

And it was aggressive, and my odds weren't very good.

But I did... I did beat it.

But, a week ago, I went in

to get some routine blood work done,

and my results came back as...

Irregular.

I'm sorry.

That sounds incredibly stressful.

Seth, you know,

I'm...

I'm the one that's responsible for your safety on the job.

And you... You really should have told me.

I know, I know. It's just...

people treat you different when they know that you're sick.

- Yeah. - But, there's no excuses.

You're right. And...

I should have told you.

Well, when do you get the results back?

Soon, I hope.

But...

- It feels like forever. - Mm.

Yeah, there's nothing we can do about that now, right?

What do you say we focus

on other people's problems for today?

I'd love that.

We have a lead on the copycat vigilante.

Midnight shift caught a homicide,

a kid from the same gang as our shooting victim yesterday.

And witnesses saw The Watcher running from the scene.

We dug in and found that both victims

were persons of interest in the murder of an 18-year-old girl,

Sienna Sanchez, shot to death six months ago.

But the DA's office couldn't convince anyone

to testify against the gang, and so the case fell apart.

So are you thinking

someone from Sienna's family is out for vengeance?

It makes sense.

Apparently, our two victims

bragged openly about the murder.

We made a list of all her family and friends

that need to have their alibis checked.

We were hoping patrol would help us knock those out.

Of course. Whatever you need.

The mother's gonna need someone with a soft touch.

I'll send Nolan and Juarez.

They'll be sensitive.

Perfect.

Imelda Sanchez, 47, widow.

- Any other kids? - No, just Sienna.

And to lose her husband and her child

within a few years, I mean,

that'll break her heart.

And hardened hers.

Lopez just matched Imelda's car to a traffic cam footage

leaving the area of both shootings.

She's our copycat.

Remember, sympathetic or not,

she's our murder suspect, considered armed and dangerous.

Copy that.

Looks like the 6th Street Devils

have figured out Imelda is the killer, too.

Patrol, 7-Adam-15,

I have at least four armed men outside 2202 Norton.

No sign of Imelda Sanchez, homeowner.

I'm assuming more armed suspects inside.

Requesting backup and airship, Code-3.

Copy Adam-15, backup and airship are en route.

What about Imelda?

Let's go see what we can see.

Control, be advised, 7-Adam-15 is Code-6,

approaching the Sanchez residence from the rear.

Advise responding units to possible blue on blue.

Ah!

- Shut up! - Get off of me!

- Let her go! - They killed my daughter!

Back away.

Get behind the fridge.

7-Adam-100, shots fired at our location.

7-Adam-15, we're under fire in the foot alley

on the east side of the detached garage.

Damn.

Hey, what's your position on the liberal use of flash-bangs?

Do it.

Chen, we're gonna flash-bang 'em.

Be ready.

They're low on ammo. Just wait for the reload.

Copy.

Now.

Let's go.

Not a bad hit for a running back.

Jan, take him.

Let's go.

Nolan, we're coming up behind them.

Copy that.

We're in the foot alley.

We have four shooters posted up behind the Honda.

6th Street Devils, you are surrounded and outgunned.

You have five seconds to lay down your guns.

Get on the ground, arms and legs spread.

Come on.

Get down.

You, down.

Secure Imelda.

Drop the gun! Do it right now!

Drop it!

Imelda, drop the gun.

Look around.

There's no chance of you walking out of this alive

unless you do what I say.

I don't care.

They killed my daughter.

They deserve to die, every last one of them.

Maybe.

But if you don't let them go,

I will be forced to end your life in order to save his.

Does that sound like justice to you?

I want to die.

But I don't want to kill a grieving mother

for avenging her daughter's murder.

Please.

On your knees.

Three days in.

How you feeling?

Uh, like an imposter.

But there have been a few moments where

I felt like I was making a difference.

That has made all those other times worth it.

What about you?

It doesn't really matter at this point,

unless one of y'all have a room I can rent out for cheap.

- No. - Sorry.

No worries.

Well, it was great working with y'all, no matter...

No matter how briefly.

What are you talking about?

Well, Tim's bouncing me.

He found out I was living in my car

and gave me 24 hours to find a legal residence,

which will be up in a few hours.

So find something.

Well, I can't find a place,

rent it, and move in by tonight.

I might have a solution.

So...

How mad are you?

- Pretty mad. - Hmm.

How mad are you?

Well, pretty mad.

Want to just call it even?

I would love to, but...

I don't think we should.

OK.

What exactly does that mean?

Sometimes I worry that we got married too fast.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait, wait, wait. What?

Nyla, we've built a great life together.

We have a beautiful daughter.

- We love each other. - We do.

I love you, James.

But that does not change what I do for a living.

Something I also love is in direct conflict with your work.

Which is equally important to me.

Yeah.

Then, I guess...

We have to work at

trying to figure out a pathway through this.

That's what I'm saying.

But, we can start tomorrow, 'cause mama's tired.

How about I run you a bath

while you kiss the kids goodnight?

Yeah. That sounds good.

There is no way we were that clueless.

I mean, I know we were rookies,

but we had some common sense.

No rookie has common sense.

After my first day as a TO,

I wrote Harper a very long apology letter

and sent her a spa gift certificate.

- Aww. - Aww.

Forget it.

You made my life hell.

Besides, any amount of gratitude

you might have been owed,

was more than paid off while we were dating.

- Fair enough. - Mm-hmm.

All right. That is it for me.

I'm gonna go home and soak my entire body in ice.

- All right. Have a good night. - See you tomorrow.

Good night.

So, uh,

your Boot handled himself OK out there today.

Yeah, he's, um...

Yeah, we're... We're figuring it out.

How was Texas the rest of the day?

About to find out.

Oh.

Time's up, Boot.

You find a place to live?

Howdy. I sure did.

Let me introduce you to my new landlord.

Bradford. Just welcoming the kid to the neighborhood.

Pass me back to my Boot.

It's only temporary

until I bank enough money to get my own place.

Yeah, that's what every guy said

when they first moved into that lot.

All right. I'll see you tomorrow.

You bought yourself another shift.

Don't listen to Bradford.

This place is Shangri-La.

All the beer, barbecue, and sports you want.

And pants are always optional.

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