05x03 - Heart Breakers, Money Makers

[bunniefuu]

[Duncan grunting]

Nick: Okay.

Good.

Nice.

Good. You're good.

Don't forget to breathe, all right? Chin down, eyes up.

[Grunting]

Good. Let's go.

Good.

Do you know who I'm fighting?

Rookie from 34. That's all Chris said.

Oh.

What happens if I lose?

Oh, you're not gonna lose.

Hey, drink this.

It's from the Internet.

[Coughs]

It tastes like raw eggs.

Rocky... he drank that, and he won the belt.

Rocky was a fictional character.

And he still pulled it off.

Oh, you know what? Hold on.

I almost forgot.

Ah.

This is for you.

Okay?

Mnh-mnh. I ca... I can't eat this.

No. This is selenite.

It dispels negativity and instills mental clarity.

At least that's what Celery says.

Are you a champion?

I think so.

Let me hear you say it.

I'm a champion.

What?

I'm a champion!

Yeah, buddy!

I'll see you in an hour.

All right. Put that in your kit.

Ready?

Oh, hey, ladies.

Check out the moves. Check it out.

Nice.

[Exhaling rapidly]

How's he look?

He's still dropping his guard, walking into punches.

Oh, that's great.

Yeah, it's great... if he wants to swallow his teeth.

Whoa. Whoa. Swallow my teeth?

Are you kidding me right now?

This is me after my fight.

Damn!

[Chuckles] Exactly. And I won.

He's my responsibility, Nick, so please make sure he doesn't get hurt.

Hey, you want to be in the game, you might get hurt.

Can't have it both ways.

I guess so.

Don't worry. I'll take care of him.

Thank you.

Good luck, Rookie.

Hands up. [Clears throat]

Good.

He's gonna be fine, right?

If anyone can get him into fighting shape, it's Nick.

Detective.

Detective.

Hey.

Hey.

This is what they call light duties"?

It's better than being in a hospital bed.

Yes.

Place looks different somehow.

Well, maybe it's you.

Well, here's to new beginnings.

[Chuckles lightly]

Welcome to "Operation Accountability."

These are criminals in our division.

They make money breaking the law.

And with that money, they buy cars, houses, boats, jewelry.

And these items are considered by law to be the proceeds of crime.

So today, you're gonna go and you're gonna take them away.

[Groans]

Okay?

Your paperwork includes the list of items that our detectives have confirmed were purchased with dirty money.

Nick.

Also included are the applicable warrants so you can legally seize them.

"Dowling crew g*ng member... currently serving time for drug trafficking."

Sweet. He won't be around when we steal his stuff.

We get a speedboat.

Score!

Jarvis: You go to their houses.

You locate and tag the things on your list.

Then the trucks will bring those items back here for a nice photo op.

And while this is a city-wide operation, I expect 15 Division to have the most substantial haul.

So it's a competition?

Officer, it's always a competition.

Thanks, Inspector.

Okay, any questions?

Good.

So, remember, job today... get the goods, get to Fite Nite, which will be running like a well-oiled machine by the time you all get there, thanks to Officer Diaz.

That's it. Dismissed.

McNally.

[Indistinct conversations]

You got to keep that rookie safe, okay?

All right.

Make him drink this in an hour.

All right.

That's your main job today. Text me when he drinks it.

[Police radio chatter]

Gail: Yeah, no, of course. I'm really excited.

Yeah.

Okay, I'm gonna meet you tonight at the Penny probably around... 7:00?

Okay. Then I'll call you after shift, then.

Okay. You too.

[Laughing] Okay.

Bye.

Oh, God. [Giggles]

What?

I can't believe you're not going to Fite Nite.

I mean, how's Duncan gonna feel when he looks out into the crowd and he doesn't see your pale, pale face cheering him on?

Who is Duncan?

The new rookie.

Oh. I've been calling him "Gerald."

What about Chris?

Chris has been planning this event for months.

He's gonna be heartbroken if you don't show up.

He's your son, Dov. Why don't you just console him?

Nice, Gail. Nice.

I can't go to Fite Nite tonight because I'm seeing Holly tonight at the Penny and I'm... meeting her friends for the first time.

At the Penny? On your turf?

Smart move.

Mm-hmm.

You'll be less nervous.

I'm not nervous.

Well, you should be. You make a terrible first impression.

Plus, your ambiguous sexuality might make them think you're not serious about Holly.

Just a thought.

Yeah, no, you've clearly been giving this a lot of thought.

I think about you two all the time.

That came out wrong.

You came out wrong.

Man: Yeah, I got it. T... t... there's more chairs in the back.

You know what? Just put that table, uh, just put that table over there.

A... actually, you know, it might be better over by the bar... you know, just... look, just put it right there.

I'll take care of it later. I'll take care of it later.

Chloe: Holy Hannah! Chris!

This is so awesome!

Man, last year, I had to miss Fite Nite 'cause of my cousin Natalie's bridal shower.

Normally, I'm against bridal showers 'cause I feel like if a girl can't afford to buy her own spatulas, what business does she have throwing a giant wedding, right?

But I made an exception in Natalie's case because it wasn't really her fault she got pregnant."

[Sighs]

This is so awesome!

Yeah. Yeah, right?

Yeah.

I've been wanting to run this thing ever since I was a rookie.

Mm-hmm.

You know, the competition, the camaraderie.

It's like a big...

Orgy.

Family reunion.

Totally.

Yeah.

Look, I got to set up the sound system.

Can you, uh, can you put this table somewhere?

Yep.

[Police radio chatter]

Duncan: Wow.

Who knew running a gambling ring could be so lucrative?

Yeah, don't get any ideas.

And follow our lead. These things get messy.

[Indistinct arguing]

Sounds like trouble already.

Yeah? What's trouble sound like?

Raccoons. They're real troublemakers.

Woman: I'm not your maid!

Why do I have to get the door? I don't even live here.

Hi, uh, this is Officer Collins, Officer Moore, and I'm Officer McNally.

Geno, it's for you.

Officers, I, uh, apologize for the inhospitality.

Myrna's about as warm as a frappuccino colonic.

Geno Jones?

I am he.

And this is Myrna.

She's leaving me because of her spinning instructor.

Correction... I'm leaving you for my spinning instructor and because you're a degenerate.

I'm a degenerate?

What kind of man wears spandex to work?

A man with confidence.

What kind of man buys a piano and never plays it?

It's not my fault I have fat fingers!

Enough!

Can you please take her upstairs? We'll serve him.

Yeah, Myrna, why don't we head upstairs, cool down?

She comes to get her stuff, and I can't leave because of this thing.

Ain't life a bitch?

Go ahead.

Mr. Jones, we have a warrant to seize the following items on this list.

Oh, come on.

I knew you were coming for the boat, but all this stuff, too?

We're seizing these items because they were purchased using funds y... you... earned running a, uh, illegal gambling company out of the the...

Oh, my God. You're k*lling me, kid.

First her, now you guys. Here. You know what?

Why don't you take this Kn*fe and just s*ab me in my...

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa! No! No! No!

Put that down!

Put that down right now!

Okay, first of all, put it down.

I'm kidding. I was just playing around, being dramatic.

I'm putting it down right here, okay?

It's just a lot.

First, she comes to take half my stuff, then you guys show up and take everything else.

Oh, yeah? Whose fault is that? You and your poker games.

You couldn't just get a real job, like a normal person?

Oh, really?

'Cause I didn't hear you complaining when we were driving the sports car around and you got to flash your little ring.

We're actually taking the car. And your ring, as well.

Over my dead body.

Okay, well, it's on the list.

Okay, this ring is the only good thing that came out of this marriage.

I'm keeping it.

Mr. Jones, you're gonna accompany us while we get the rest of the items on the list.

Do you want to go down to the basement?

We'll take upstairs and main floor?

Uh, there's nothing in the basement.

Uh, just empty down there. Doing some renovating.

Hm.

Mr. Jones, is there something you don't want us to find?

No.

[Chuckles]

Okay, first of all, dude, your poker face sucks.

I'm gonna tell you something else real fast.

Whoa!

Nick: Hey! Hey! Hang on!

Myrna: Geno!

Andy: Are you good? Are you okay?

Did he... did he do that?

Yep. You hurt?

Did he... went that way?

It's okay. Just stop it.

Whoa.

Can I have the ring, please?

Bag it.

Nick: Hey, Corrections is calling me back.

Well, how long before they can trace him?

They didn't say.

Well, what if they cut it off before we find him?

I mean, it's not that hard.

I saw a guy on YouTube twist it off with a steel pipe before.

Well, maybe we can call Swarek and get him to light a fire under Corrections.

Yeah, go for it.

You talk.

[Telephone rings]

This is Swarek. Hello?

Hello?

Hello? Hello?

Si... sir.

This is Swarek.

Hello?

Can you hear me?

Hello.

Here. I'll take it.

They updated the phone system while you were gone.

There you go. Everybody's a bit confused.

This is Swarek. Hello.

[Over P.A.] Hello?

Can... can you hear me?

[Man laughs]

Sir?

I don't think he can hear me.

Can... who am I calling?

[Click]

This is Swarek. Hello.

[Off P.A.] Detective Swarek?

Yeah, I'm wondering if you have a number...

Oh, no, wait. If you could call a friend at, uh, Corrections...

All right. Uh, sorry... who is this?

This is Duncan.

Dov: That's a 27 Division car.

Sure we're in the right place?

That's what it says.

[Police radio chatter]

Epstein.

Wes.

Peck.

Peck? What are you the chicken police?

Good one.

Guess I hurt her feelings.

She doesn't have feelings.

1277 Craven?

Uh, yeah. Must be on the border.

You want to take the first page, we'll take the last?

Our orders were to seize everything on this list.

So were ours.

Gail: Dov.

Oliver says they got here first, so they take the lead.

After you.

He also says, "stop acting like a bunch of babies and do your job."

I'm gonna call you back if things get ugly, okay?

How about you and Peck cover the basement, we'll take the main floor?

What's in the basement?

Have fun getting them up the stairs.

[Screen door opens, knock on door]

Wes: Police! Coming in!

[Door opens]

[Ringing]

Andy: McNally.

I just got off the phone with Rita at Corrections.

I got a trace on your guy.

[Sirens wailing]

Excuse me.

I'm sorry, Officers. I'm... I'm closed today.

Your door was open.

Lock must be broken.

You're gonna want to get that fixed.

Escaped convict in the area... tall guy, dark hair, wearing a robe.

Where'd he escape from... the Bible?

He's actually wearing a tracking device around his ankle.

Does that sound familiar?

Andy: No. 'Course not.

That's okay. We'll just toss the place.

Then when we find him, we'll arrest you both.

A... arrest me for what?

What do you think, Rookie?

I'd go with obstruction of justice.

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Good one. Good one.

What's the penalty for that one, again?

About a $5,000 fine.

$5,000.

Or five months in jail, you know?

[Car door opens]

No one is going to jail.

Well... except me.

You got me.

A thousand tools in this place...

you'd think one of them would be able to cut this thing off.

Yeah, I'll take that. Thank you.

Guys, Lee's a buddy of mine.

You can't blame him for trying to protect me, right?

Geno Jones.

Do you remember me?

Yeah.

You're under arrest. Okay?

Tell me something I don't know.

Go ahead. Go up against the car.

Up against the car, please.

[Grunts]

Are you really just gonna sit there?

I thought that was clear.

[Grunting]

Okay, I'm not a monster. I can unplug it for you.

Can you help me move this?

[Sighs]

[Grunts]

[Velcro rips]

I'll call Nash, get started on a warrant.

[Dialing]

[Siren wails in distance]

[Computer beeps]

Does it make me a bad T.O. if I want to wait out here and make him figure it out on his own?

No, it's normal.

You're chained to him 10 hours a day.

That's true.

Hey, I'm gonna need one of you for the interrogation.

You stay. Take a break from the rookie.

I got to get him to Fite Nite, anyway.

I bet it's g*ns. Or dr*gs.

It's always dr*gs with these Dowling guys.

Gail: I bet it's a severed head.

Why would there be a severed head in a safe, Gail?

Where else would you keep it?

We don't usually do these dets inside, but it's Cogz's last day, and he hasn't had a chance to blow anything up in a while, so...

Hey. Fire.

[Beep]

You can take it from here.

[Chuckles]

Whatcha got?

Just a few things to add to 15 Division's haul.

[Scoffs] 15's haul?

Yeah, the basement was ours. That was the deal.

No, the deal was, we're in charge.

That was your staff's orders.

You know, I'm happy to call him back so he can tell you where to shove those orders.

[Scoffs] You want me to dial?

Tell you what.

You guys keep the cash... uncontested... add it to 27 Division's tally.

We'll take the cards.

Fine. You can't trace those, anyway.

Let's go get some evidence bags from the car.

See you around, Peck.

What was that?

These look legit. The mag stripes are intact.

I'm guessing they're copies of real cards.

Yeah, for all we know, these cards trace back to the guy who owns this house, and, well, he's already in jail, so...

There's no way one guy is running this whole card scam by himself.

This is bigger.

Oh, my God. Oliver's gonna k*ll us.

Our job is to get the stuff on the list and then go back to Fite Nite.

Are we repo men or are we police officers?

So let's be police officers.

The Dowling crew's been installing skimmers in ATMs all over the west end.

The skimmer fits into the ATM slot and records the number and pin of every card that goes in after.

Then they remove the skimmer and use the data to make copies of legitimate debit cards.

Note the time stamp here.

Withdrawal limits... typically $500 a day.

Which is why they're making withdrawals before and after midnight.

So they make 1,000 bucks in 5 minutes, toss the card, keep the cash, and move on to the next one?

And judging by what you guys found in the safe, I would say each Dowling member gets about four dozen cards a week.

That's like 48 grand a week each.

You were a mathlete, weren't you?

I would say the guy who owns the house... go visit him in jail.

But these Dowlings don't flip on each other, so just make sure when you talk to him, y...

Oliver: Peckstein.

Why aren't you guys at the Dowling house?

Yeah, cramps, you know?

Uh, we're... we're done. Um...

Don't look at me. I just work here.

Okay, what's going on?

Nothing.

We're just at work, man, you know?

No, we're just, uh...

We're doing our job, like you told us to.

Yeah.

[Sighs]

I think we could have told him. I mean, it is Oliver.

Told him what?

That we seized absolutely zero items today, that we did nothing he told us to?

No... not until we have something to show.

That safe you found... I just traced the serial number, and it turns out it was originally delivered to a warehouse on Evans.

Warrant?

Don't need one. It's abandoned.

[Inhales deeply]

[Shivers]

Can I get a pair of sweatpants or a towel or blanket or something?

I'm freezing.

You should have thought about that before you hit one of my officers and ran.

Oh.

How much is my bail gonna be?

Depends on the judge.

Uh, in your experience?

$20,000.

Okay.

Okay?

I just thought maybe it'd be a little bit more difficult to pull that together, considering we just seized all your assets.

When can I post bail?

When the investigation's over.

Right. And... and how do we speed that along?

Well, you confess, tell us all about the poker games you're running.

Great.

Okay, sure. Can I talk to my lawyer?

Swarek: Sure you want to go the lawyer route?

[Buzzer] It makes things a whole lot more complicated for you.

I appreciate the concern, Detective.

It's really nice of you.

[Buzzer]

Okay.

I'm gonna dial, and then we're gonna leave the room.

We'll be watching, but not listening.

You are, by law, allowed one private conversation with your legal representative.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

I do, yes.

Don't do that.

[Dialing]

Hi. This is Officer McNally, uh, from 15 Division.

We have your client Geno Jones in custody.

Please hold.

[Door opens]

Hm.

Barely talked to him, and he lawyered up.

Must be losing my touch.

Well, you've been off for a while.

Just really rusty.

I don't rust.

I've just never interrogated someone who only wanted pants.

[Laughs]

Maybe we'll get lucky and his lawyer will tell him to cooperate.

Yeah, I don't think so.

[Click]

Hey.

Hey. Uh... yeah, I... I did it. I confess.

Let's wrap it up.

[Buzzer]

Dov: So, what are you guys doing tonight? Dinner? Drinks?

"Rodeo Girls" marathon?

Oh, good. We're talking about this again.

[Police radio chatter]

[Sighs]

Not that it's any of my business, but if you suddenly started dating a guy who'd only ever dated other guys, you know, I'd be worried he wasn't serious about you.

You know, that he was just trying you on.

Super-unfortunate choice of words.

Look, I'm really serious about Holly, and I kind of think the only person that needs to know that is Holly.

Do you really like her?

Yes.

'Cause you never talk about her.

[Police radio chatter]

Okay, well... she's great.

I mean, she's, like... the smartest person I've ever met, in a kind of sexy-librarian sort of way, which who knew that's that's my thing?

But we don't really... have anything in common, but it actually gives us a lot more to talk about.

And we don't even fight, which is... that's new for me.

It's just different.

I'm different.

I'm better, maybe.

Shut up.

Let's just search this creephole and get out of here before one of us gets hepatitis.

[Indistinct talking]

[Talking stops]

Hands up!

Get on the ground!

Everybody, put your hands up slowly and get on your knees right now.

Get down.

I said down!

Get on the ground!

How much you think all this stuff is worth?

Hopefully more than the stuff we were supposed to seize.

Hi, guys!

I'm here because I'm wondering if my orders were a little bit too complicated or maybe the words that I used were too big, because this doesn't look like Project Accountability to me.

And it sure as hell isn't Fite Nite.

You got a warrant for this, right?

The warehouse is abandoned, so we didn't need one.

Anyone tell me what I'm doing in this warehouse when I should be at the station, closing up Project Accountability?

Inspector, we're here as part of an ongoing fraud squad investigation.

Are you on the fraud squad, Peck?

How about you, Officer?

They're here under my orders, Inspector.

Really?

Yeah. They're my officers.

They don't make a move unless it's under my leadership.

What leadership? You're foot soldiers.

You start mucking around in the affairs of specialty task forces, it breeds chaos.

And I cannot do my job effectively in chaos.

You bag all this and get it back to the station.

You two ever pull something like this again, you'll be on desk duty until the rapture.

[Hip-hop music plays on headphones]

Duncan.

This is Bruno Dexter from 34 Division.

You'll be fighting him in the undercard. Cool?

Mm-hmm.

Cool.

Diaz.

Yeah?

Um, look, actually... actually, I want to talk to you about that.

I... I think I hurt my... I hurt my shoulder earlier today.

Fite Nite's a couple hours away, and the booze I ordered still hasn't shown up.

So, you know, that shoulder... figure it out.

All right, how you feeling?

A little stiff.

Um, I think I hurt my shoulder a little bit more than I thought.

Is that the guy you're fighting?

Hey, look at me.

Do not let him get inside your head, all right?

Muscles aren't everything.

They sure are something.

Goodness. Okay, look, I can... I can barely, you know, lift my arm.

Okay?

I... I... I think I tore my... trapezius and... deltoid.

Probably both.

Uh...

What sort of, uh, medicine do you guys practice?

Oh, Lisa is doing her residency in plastics, and Rachel is at the CF clinic at St. Pat's.

Oh, wow.

Cf... I mean, that's...

Cystic fibrosis.

Yeah, I know. I know.

I was gonna say that's very heavy.

Yeah, well, saving lives generally is.

Not that Holly would know.

Oh, two drinks, and already with the lecture.

I find it interesting that Holly was at the top of our class and yet chooses to spend her career poking at dead people.

Mm-hmm. As opposed to saving the world one boob job at a time.

I'm a woman who likes a perfect pair of breasts.

Sue me.

[Laughter]

Fair enough.

Touché.

So, tell us about your job, Gail.

I'm a cop.

It's pretty straightforward.

That's not true. You have tons of crazy stories.

Uh, hold on. We need another round first.

I'll buy.

Thank you.

[Clears throat]

So, how you doing?

I'm having fun.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Okay.

Now I'm having more fun.

Good. I really want you to like them.

They're practically family.

I mean, we've been inseparable since college.

All right. Yes.

[Chuckles]

Mmm.

Rachel: Oh, God. Get a room. [Laughs]

Drinks are coming.

Go. It's you.

What?

The story.

Oh, they want a story.

[Laughs] Uh, okay, uh...

One time, my partner got stabbed by a homeless man and almost bled to death in my arms in an abandoned factory.

But he's still alive, so...

I, too, am in the business of saving lives.

[Laughs]

Swarek: This is a typed copy of the confession you gave us.

It says you were solely responsible for the illegal gambling activity in your home.

Great. I'll get the pen from you, there. Thank you.

You might want to read it first.

All good.

Okay, well, your lawyer might want to...

Oh, don't worry about my lawyer.

Can I talk to you for a second, please?

[Buzzer]

Is it just me, or does this guy have the worst lawyer ever?

I mean, he tells his client to confess over the phone, and then he doesn't even bother to show up.

We have a confession. You really want to poke holes in that?

I don't like it. It's too good to be true.

Okay, how do you want to proceed?

You can't bail.

I'm not bailing, okay?

I'm withdrawing because I sustained an injury in the line of duty.

What? I... isn't your stepdad supposed to be here?

He's not gonna come. He never shows.

How am I supposed to replace you with such short notice?

Don't sweat it. You'll be fine, man.

The place looks great, by the way.

[Scoffs] This is cr...

I... I got people coming in a couple of hours.

I got no booze.

And now I got no one to fight that rookie from 34.

I'll fight him.

I'm... I'm just kidding.

But... but the booze is here.

You. Yeah. Yeah, what took you so long?

Sir, do you know that there's four different Elm Streets in this city?

It's a nightmare.

You can just put the beer behind the bar.

There's no beer. Five cases of kosher wine.

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

What... d... does this look like the lev pettle bar mitzvah?

Never been to a bar mitzvah before.

Did you even check the invoice? Hm?

I ordered vodka and beer.

Hey.

Pretty much everything besides this!

Hey, hey!

Chris! Chris!

Are you all right?

What the hell was that?!

I'm sorry. I'm just...

[chuckling] I'm just a little ... I'm a little stressed.

About Fite Nite?

Yeah, about Fite Nite.

I just... look, I just want everything to be perfect.

You know, like, before everything that happened.

And I... I...

Chris, come on.

You were a rookie, and now you get to run things.

Okay? It's gonna be different.

But who knows? Maybe it'll be better.

I miss it.

I miss being a rookie.

Well, you're not anymore.

And you can't have it both ways, so you got to make this work.

Okay.

Look, can you do me a favor?

Can you not tell anyone... about that?

Yeah. Okay.

I got to go buy booze.

My name is Geno Jones.

Hit me.

My name is Geno... Jones.

[Chuckles] What was that?

You're really terrible. You are rusty.

Play it again.

My name is Geno Jones.

[As Geno] My name is Geno Jones.

Okay, that's not bad. We can work with that.

[Normal voice] Why am I doing this?

Because I traced back the lawyer's number, and it went to Lee Baker.

Remember... the guy from the tire shop?

Oh.

Look, I just want to know what they're up to.

You are good.

[Clears throat] [Ringing]

[As Geno] Oh, hey, Lee, it's Geno. We got to talk.

Geno. Oh, thank God. Lee's here at the house.

[Click] That's Myrna. That's Geno's wife.

[Click] He came to get the bail money, like you asked, but... but... but he says you're holding out on him.

He said there's more, and he wants to know where it is.

Okay. Let me talk to him.

He said if you tell the cops, he's gonna hurt me.

You have to do something.

[Voice breaking] You have to do something.

[Sighs] All right.

Guess you guys are here to release me?

We need to know if there are any weapons in your house.

Yeah... Myrna.

Mm. You think this is funny?

I don't know. Kinda. What are we talking about here?

We called your, uh, lawyer.

Oh, yeah? What did he say?

You want to tell us why Lee Baker's at your house, digging around for money?

I'm not sure I understand the question.

He has Myrna, and he's threatening to hurt her.

So you want to keep jerking us around, or are you gonna tell us what's going on?

What?

Okay, fine.

I heard you guys come up to the door, and I hid some bail money.

I didn't want you to take it with the rest of my stuff.

He was supposed to come down here and bail me out.

Well, he's got the money.

Problem is, he seems to think there's more.

Oh, for... how would he know?

All he did for me was work security and run errands.

He has no idea how much it costs to run those games.

Look, he's convinced enough to thr*aten your wife.

There is no money.

Are there weapons?

No.

Guys, look...

I may be a degenerate and a terrible husband, but I love my wife, so please don't let anything happen to her.

[Police radio chatter]

Hang on. Hang on.

Got a body in there.

What happened?

[Sniffles] Uh... Myrna.

I came here to get Geno's bail money, and she asked if there was any more.

I said I didn't know, and she snapped.

Myrna: It's got to be in here somewhere.

Where are you?

Come on. I know it's back here somewhere.

And, you know... [Chuckles]

All-expense-paid trip to Hawaii coming up, right?

Myrna?

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Well, we're here to save you from Lee Baker, but, apparently, that's not necessary.

You don't understand... I've been married to him for 10 years, and he does the most ridiculous things with our money, and he never buys anything for me.

I bought that ring myself.

And I know there's more money here.

I know there is, and I deserve it.

Andy: Okay. Okay.

I'm a good wife.

Do yourself a favor and stop talking.

[Voice breaking] He wears bathrobes all the time.

[Handcuffs clicking] All the time, it's just bathrobes.

What would you do?

Okeydokey. You want to walk me through this?

You're Myrna.

You be Myrna.

No, I don't want to be Myrna. You're Myrna.

You're a better bad guy than me. You do it.

[Chuckling] Oh, yeah. You're Myrna, okay?

Fine.

Fine.

Your husband gets arrested.

Mm-hmm.

Then later on, his buddy Lee comes over, looking for bail money.

Right, and I think if Geno's so smart to save some bail money, well, then he's got to have some money hidden somewhere in this house.

And you want it.

Oh, yes, I do.

So... you knock Lee out, tie him up, and wait for Geno to call from the police station?

No, no, not that part. That was us. That was lucky.

[Inhales deeply] Okay. Back to Myrna.

I get the call, right?

I decide I'm gonna put on a show.

If they don't tell Lee where the money is, I'm getting hurt.

And he doesn't tell you where the money is.

Because there is none. Case closed.

[Notes play, thud]

Hm?

[Notes play, thud]

[Chuckles]

[Chuckles]

They're so dumb.

[Chuckles]

Myrna, baby, I am so sorry.

Oh, I don't know what I would've done if anything would've happened to you.

[Handcuffs clink]

Why is she handcuffed?

Ask her.

[Sighs]

Myrna, what did you do?

I married an idiot.

Okay, well, that's not a crime, as far as I know.

Uh, well...

For one, she assaulted your friend Lee.

Myrna.

What?

And also tried to extort you for hiding all that money in the piano.

Uh... what piano?

The piano that you bought with our mortgage payment.

The piano that makes me so enraged every time I look at it, because I want to k*ll myself because...

Okay, honey. Okay, it's... honey!

I can explain.

Explain what?

That you didn't want to give up the money to save my life?

Your life... your life was never in danger.

You didn't know that at the time, Geno, so...

[buzzer]

Okay, look, i... it's just... it... it...

I was saving that money, okay?

Just... it was... I was waiting for a rainy day.

Should we put them in separate cells?

[Chuckling] No. This is good for them.

Want to go to Fite Nite?

Yes.

Lisa: Yeah, well, you were right. She is gorgeous.

I mean, it's still not gonna last.

Holly: Wow. I think that's a new record for rash judgment, even for you.

Congrats.

I think it's time to cut you off.

Holly, you're a doctor.

And Gail... she's lovely, and, yeah, she's fine, but, sweetie, she's a b*at cop.

So?

So you're out of her league.

Oh.

Look, I get it.

You want something that's uncomplicated and simple.

I'm having fun. Don't worry about it.

Okay, well, have your fun, but, I mean, get out before she gets hurt.

No one's gonna get hurt.

Well, we'll see.

Excuse me.

No, wait.

W... wait. Where are you going? Come on.

Hey, you know, is that what you think?

Do you think that I'm uneducated?

Do you think I'm a blue-collar and I'm... I'm out of your league?

No, I never said that.

Would you like to know what I think?

I think that botched boob job that you call a best friend...

I think she's an idiot.

And I'd rather tase myself in the eye than spend another minute with either of you.

What are you saying?

I don't know. You're a doctor.

Why don't you just figure it out?

Hey. Don't look so upset.

We're just having fun, right?

Gail.

I'm so happy you guys are here!

Hi!

Fite Nite is very, very stressful.

Well, the place looks great.

Peck! Welcome to Fite Nite!

Where is your girl?

Please don't ask.

Oh. Do you want to talk about it?

No.

Okay.

Mm.

Uh, that's for you. It belongs to you now.

[Laughs]

Your friends are sitting ringside.

Where are you sitting?

Uh, I sit... there.

Whoa. That's pretty cool.

No. No.

The view's way better where you guys are.

Hi, gents. How are you? Good to see you.

Hey.

Have you seen Wes?

He was supposed to meet me at the bar, but he never showed.

No. I haven't.

Look, I'm sorry about earlier.

I get really competitive at work.

It's okay.

No hard feelings.

Thanks.

See you around?

Yeah.

[Bell dings, indistinct shouting]

[Grunting]

[Water running]

[Toilet flushes]

Wes: You and I need to talk.

About what?

"About what?"

You took something that belonged to me.

Come on. You know that bust was mine.

Actually, you gave it away.

You see, you had something good in front of you, but you were too dumb to realize what it was.

[Chuckles] You don't know anything about me.

Just what Chloe's told me.

Yeah? What's that?

That you scared her.

What? [Scoffs] Let me tell you something.

You don't know what you're talking about. I protected her.

Okay, saved her time and again, 'cause that's my duty... not only as a cop, but as her man.

Except she's not yours... not anymore.

It's over, Wes.

Let her go.

[Door opens]

[Cheers and applause]

Ladies and gentlemen!

Welcome to Fite Nite!

[Crowd cheering]

We've seen some great bouts so far, and this one will be no different.

From 34 Division, Bruno "The Bruiser" Dexter!

[Cheers and applause]

[Crowd boos]

[Bell dings]

Now his opponent, who's covering for me... from 15 Division, Nick "Soldier Boy" Collins!

[Cheers and applause]

Soldier Boy! I thought you were in the Navy!

"Soldier Boy"? Really?

I couldn't think of anything else.

You know he's a rapper, right?

No, that's "Soulja Boy" with a "J."

It's totally different.

Did you know Nick was fighting?

No.

[Cheers and applause]

Don't look at him. Look at me, okay?

I don't know anything about boxing.

Or pep talks.

Okay, what's next?

You put the thing in my mouth.

Oh, okay.

Mm-hmm.

Just don't let him hit your face, because you have a really, really good face.

Okay?

Chris: Listen up!

I already gave you the instructions in the changing room.

Give me a clean fight. Shake hands.

[Bell ringing]

[Bell dings]

♪ Jimmy's in the back with a pocket of high ♪
♪ if you listen close, you can hear him cry ♪
♪ oh, lord, heaven knows ♪
♪ we belong way down below ♪

Sing it.

♪ Oh, lord, heaven knows ♪
♪ we belong way down below ♪
♪ Judy's in the front seat picking up trash ♪

Come on, Nick!

♪ Living on the dole, got to make that cash ♪

Ohh! Get out of there! Get out of there!

♪ Won't be pretty, won't be sweet ♪
♪ she's just sitting there on her feet ♪
♪ sing it, oh, lord, heaven knows ♪
♪ we belong way down below ♪

Yes!

Go.

♪ Oh, lord, heaven knows ♪
♪ we belong way down below♪
♪ I've had better days, man ♪

Whoo!

♪ I've seen better days ♪

Hook him!

Punch him in the gut!

Hook him!

♪ I've seen better days, man ♪
♪ I've had better days ♪
♪ Jenna's in the back with a pocket of high ♪
♪ if you listen close, you can hear the crying ♪

Keep 'em up! Keep 'em up!

♪ oh, oh, heaven knows ♪
♪ we belong way down below ♪

Let's go, Nick!

♪ Oh, oh, tell her so ♪
♪ we belong way down below ♪
♪ oh, oh, heaven knows ♪
♪ we belong way down below ♪
♪ way down below, way down below ♪

[Bell dings]

♪ way down below ♪
♪ way down below, way down below ♪
♪ way down below, way down below ♪

Oh, my God.

[Grunts]

[Muffled] Take my mouthpiece.

Oh, sorry.

Water in my mouth. Put the water in my mouth.

Yeah. Hang on.

Is that enough?

Mm-hmm.

Nick, I don't think you should go back out there.

Water. Water.

Are you good? Okay.

I think that guy's a monster.

He should be in therapy working through some of his issues instead of using your face.

Do you have a concussion? How do I tell? I just really...

Do you want me to call it?

No. I want to fight. I'm gonna fight.

Mouth. Mouth.

Okay.

Okay.

You got this.

Yeah.

[Bell dings]

[Cheers and applause]

Box!

Come on, Nick!

[Grunting]

Hey. Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. It's not... it's not as bad as it looks.

Just go out there, watch the rest of the fights.

What happened?

I lost.

I got my ass kicked.

Hell, at least I tried.

So, what... if you're gonna be in the game, you're gonna get hurt?

Now you got it.

I'm, um...

I'm gonna go put some steak on my face.

You have a good night, McNally.

Watch a new episode of Rookie Blue, next Monday, on Global.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, we're not back together.

We have agreed that we are... friends.

Right now.

Next time on Rookie Blue...

If your instinct says this kid isn't cut out for this, you gotta let me know.

It's Dov. He hasn't touched me since the hospital.

And I'm starting to get worried.

What's going on with you and Chloe?

Rookie Blue, new episode, next Monday at 10/9c on Global.