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 d*ed.
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?
♪ Oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ I'm gonna win for you like
I know you want me to do ♪
♪ Hey!
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.
Sgt. Grey: 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 w*r 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.
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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 k*ll 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 su1c1de.
But why would someone
go to so much trouble
to m*rder 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
wi 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 m*rder.
A staged su1c1de 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 k*lled 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 k*ll 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.
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 dr*gs,
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 sh*t?
No. Did someone
catch Rosalind Dyer?
No. Okay, then I'm hanging up.
Wait, wait, wait.
There's a corrupt
group of deputies.
They k*lled 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 g*n 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 g*n 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 g*nshots.
Officer Nyla Harper.
sh*ts 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 g*nshots.
We did a thorough
search of the house.
There was no sign of foul play.
And the only g*ns 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 sh*ts were from
a high-caliber w*apon,
not a 40-year-old handgun.
It was a big g*n.
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 g*nshots 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 thr*at.
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...
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 k*lled 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 g*nshots,
and I-I think that
there's something
going [groaning] 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 b*at 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 k*ll 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 g*n.
Okay, Nyla, you
are fully dilated.
This baby is coming
any minute now.
It's the murderers
from across the street.
Get my damn g*n.
Okay, you stay here, okay?
I'll go check it
out. Stay here.
What? No... James,
stay... No. James, you...
Drop the g*n. I am
in here giving life,
but I will take yours
if you even twitch.
7-Adam-200, sh*ts 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.
Sgt. Grey: He's right.
T.I.D.s are finishing
up downstairs.
You still got to talk
to the sh**ting 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.
♪ Thought it'd be easy, easy
♪ To find my way,
all the way home ♪
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.
♪ Finding my way,
finding my way ♪
Oh, and it's, um, Sir
or Officer Nolan
when we're on duty.
Yes, sir.
I will see you tomorrow.
See you tomorrow.
♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh
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 go-fer?
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.
05x02 - Labor Day
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Starting over isn't easy, especially for small-town guy John Nolan, who, after a life-altering incident, is pursuing his dream of becoming an LAPD officer.
Starting over isn't easy, especially for small-town guy John Nolan, who, after a life-altering incident, is pursuing his dream of becoming an LAPD officer.