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We're in.

Calls himself Kaos.

His syntax is remarkably innovative.

Brilliant, even. He's cocky.

Sounds like you at 20.

Plug me in and let me exist online.

People are hard. Being online

all the time... that's-that's the cage.

Having IRL friends
makes it all worth it.

It's the first time you two
ever came here together.

It's nice.

He used to sing
your praises all the time.

Even when he was locked up, it was

Marcus this and Marcus that.
How come you never reached out?

You were supposed to be this model son,

but you never once went to see him?

Are you offering me my job back?

I'm willing to have you.

No vigilante business on my watch.

And if I catch you doing it,

I will throw all the power

of my badge behind making sure

you lose yours.

So there's the rook,
grabbing his pant leg,

screaming "I'm hit, I'm hit."

Only, turns out it wasn't blood.

The kid was so scared he wet himself.

Now everybody calls him the Whiz.

Shots fired!

Second level of the tenth street garage.

Requesting backup.

Move! Move! Get back! Out of the way!

Okay, take that stairwell over there.

You got it.

All clear back there.

- Check that side.
- Copy.

Freeze!

- Put your hands up! Don't move!
- Did you see him?

Did you see him, the guy with the gun?

- He went that way!
- Hands behind your back!

Do not move.

Put your hands up.

- I didn't do this.
- Don't move.

- Please, it wasn't me.
- Gunshot victim.

- He's gone.
- I said I didn't do this.

Please.

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Hey.

Morning.

You up for breakfast?

Wish I could.

James is dropping by in a few minutes.

Your brother James? What does he want?

Last I saw him,

I invited him to dinner with the boys.

Maybe he's ready to take me up on it.

Well, that's a good thing, right?

Yeah.

In theory.

What's going on over there?

Dee all set for her prom?

Yes.

We've been preparing for this all year.

It's finally here.

Seems like it was the blink of the eye.

What do they say?

The days are long, the years are short.

Yeah.

I have missed more time with
Dee than I care to think of.

But at least I get to share
this moment with her.

Yeah, it's special.

I'm sorry about breakfast.

We both have a lot going on.

It's kind of hard carving out

alone time.

About that.

You know that cabin in the Poconos

that's never available?

Yeah.

Well, guess who just
got off the waitlist

and into the hot tub.

- How about tomorrow, we...
- Yes.

I'll book it.

And Robyn...

No more talking.

You need to save your energy.

Yes, ma'am.

Ta-da.

- Let me see.
- You like?

What do you think, Mama?

Lani outdid herself this time.

Didn't she?

- I love it.
- Ah.

Before I forget.

You got a letter from UCLA.

Wait, what?

They already rejected me. Are
they just writing to rub it in again?

"Dear Delilah Fulton,

"We are pleased
to inform you that a spot

"in our incoming freshman class
has opened up

and it would be our great
pleasure to offer it to you."

What?

Oh, my gosh, I got in.

- You got in?!
- You got in!

- Oh, my God!
- I did it!

You got in.

UCLA? She got in.

She going to Cali.

- Going to Cali.
- She going to Cali!

Put out a statement, then?

It's fine with me.

- Good seeing you.
- Captain Watkins.

The Jennings murder.

I found another witness
who's willing to testify.

The D.A.'s got to file now.

Now, this is the Detective Dante
I like to see.

Almost makes me forget

all the years you've shaved off my life

with your past nonsense.

Thank you, Captain.

I said almost.

James Munoz.

Here to undo another one of
my officers' hard work, Counselor?

I wouldn't have to
if the police would stop

- arresting the wrong people.
- He's actually

here to see me, Captain. This is my...

this is my brother.

Hmm.

Brothers, huh?

Guess making my life difficult
runs in the family.

It was a nice surprise
getting your call this morning.

Wasn't sure I'd hear from you again.

Well, it's unexpected,
for me, too, but, uh...

I got a problem with a client.

So, this is about a client?

Is that a problem?

No, I was just, um...

So, what'd the client do?

Well, he was picked up at the
scene of a homicide yesterday.

Uh, manager of a janitorial company

was shot in a parking garage.

Fingerprints? Gunshot residue?

All clean.

Had to let us go.

Okay, so what's the problem?

I tried to reach him last night

to follow up on some paperwork.

His phone's disconnected.

And the hotel

that he told me that he stayed at

never heard of him.

You do a background check?

Of course I...

Yes.

My investigators say it's all clean.

Something doesn't feel right.

Okay, so you think
your client is guilty,

and you came to me
because if this gets out,

it'll hurt your career.

I came to you

because I believe in justice.

And...

I hear you have an in
with the Equalizer.

This just keeps getting better. Now
you want to use me, for my connections.

If this guy is guilty,
he needs to be found.

- I figure she's the best option.
- Just say what you mean, man.

You don't think I can handle it.

Didn't think you'd want to.

Contrary to what you may think,

I believe in the system, too.

But I do understand
that it's not perfect.

Sometimes guilty people get off.

So if this what that is,

let's go get this guy off the streets.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, this is not good.

What's wrong?

Kaos... he's-he's...

stopped returning my texts.

We're texting, like, constantly,

and then he's gone radio silent.

You think something happened to him?

No, I mean, it says
the texts as read. I'm just...

I mean, he was doing so well after we

rescued him from that cage,
I'm just afraid

he's beginning to withdraw.

Or maybe he got a life

and, you know, he's too busy to respond.

Which would be amazing.
But, I mean, as a hacker,

he's, like, off-the-charts good.

You don't get to be that level without

an insane amount of focus.

Well, that sounds like someone I know.

Exactly, right, you know?

I just know how isolating

and, you know, depressing it can be

just being in front of a screen
all the time.

I just want to make sure he doesn't

- go through what I went through.
- All right.

This is what you do... you
insist that he meet up with you.

Guys crave structure

and food, so invite him to lunch.

- Okay. All right.
- Okay? Okay.

Dante, yo, what's up?

Hey, Harry.

I just sent you a name to dig into.

Also the location of a homicide

that took place yesterday afternoon.

There was no street-cam coverage.

Hoping you can find another source.

Yeah, sure, I'll see what I can dig up.

Uh...

all right, let's see.

Well, I mean, he looks clean.

I mean, a little too clean.

The high school he went to is real

but all its records
were destroyed in a flood.

And his entire
employment history consists

of companies that have gone bankrupt,

so there's no one to verify
he ever worked at any of 'em.

Sounds like someone
created a history for him.

Thanks, Harry.

Yeah, of course.

Looks like your hunch was right.

Your client's not on the up and up.

- So what now?
- Figure I go

back to the last place
we know your client was.

The holding cell.

See if I can pick up his scent there.

Okay, I'll come with you.

Thought you were worried
about your reputation.

You said that, not me.

Besides, who's gonna look twice

at a defense attorney
walking into a jail?

Good morning, boss.

Hey, Dee, what's going on?

Tonight's prom, right?

Yeah, um...

and I got into UCLA.

Shut up. Seriously?

That's amazing.

It is. Yeah, it's awesome.

But...

Oh, Cam.

'Cause of the long-distance thing?

I-I don't know what to say to him.

And, honestly,

I don't even want to know if to move

all the way across the country,

but if I tell him that,
that might give him false hope,

and that's not fair.

Hey, Dee?

You don't have to decide

about UCLA or anything else right now,

but...

I do think you should tell Cam
that you got in.

Really?

Yeah, be honest with him.

You know, tell him that you're excited

and terrified at the same time.

If he's the guy you think he is,

he's gonna want to feel
all those things with you.

You're right.

Yeah, you're right.

Thanks, Mel.

Let me handle this.

You wanted my help.

Do this my way.

I wanted the Equalizer's help.

Detective Marcus Dante.

Wanted to talk to you

about someone who came
through here yesterday.

Ryan Goodwin.

We're wondering if anything
stood out about this guy.

Sorry. So many people
come in and out of here,

if no one shanks anyone,

I consider the day a glorious success.

Can we see the surveillance video?

Let me pull it for you.

Follow me.
It's a good thing you're here.

I would never have thought of that.

Yeah, they would have never
shown it to you.

Not without this.

Ah, yes, the almighty badge.

Don't hate.

You could've had one, too.

If you hadn't gone to the dark side.

I got to ask.

How did you end up a defense attorney?

Um, well,

you never visited Dad in jail,

so, for you, his story ended

when they locked him up, but I...

I saw the other side.

You know, kids and moms

on visitors' day, just trying to make

some kind of a life out
of a tough situation.

It, uh...

well...

made me realize that innocent
or guilty, we're all just

human beings.

Everyone needs someone in their corner.

There you go.

Let me know if you need anything else.

That's my client standing there.

Who's he talking to?

No clue.

Looks like they're awfully friendly.

Well, if we track him,
it might lead us to your client.

Let's get his name off the log sheet.

Harry, find something?

Ask and ye shall receive.

An EV parked near the crime scene

had its sentry activated
by all the commotion.

It recorded the murder?

I'm sending it to you now.

It is not for the faint of heart.

That your client?

Yeah.

I mean,

this guy is a stone cold killer.

And thanks to me, he's
back out on the street.

Well, I think I know now why your client

was hiding his identity.

When I first ran him through facial rec,

came up empty, right? And then
I loosened the parameters

for a match to 75%, and voilà.

Look at that...

different eyes, different nose,
even chin implants.

He had plastic surgery.

Yep, a few years ago.

No doubt to evade
law enforcement because

James' client is international hit man

Nathaniel Cromwell.

An assassin?

Oh, is that James, I-I presume?

You know, Dante and I are

- sort of bros, which would make us...
- No, no.

We're... It makes us...

- Well, I was just trying to...
- It's not the time.

No? Okay, anyway, uh,
Nathaniel Cromwell.

He's the main suspect in a series

of political assassinations.

He shot a South American dictator,

he stabbed a Russian oligarch,

and throw in the poisoning
of a Fortune 500 CEO

for good measure.

I don't get it. Who would hire

an assassin to kill a janitor?

Custodial supervisor.

He managed a janitorial company.

Well, maybe the supervisor
interrupted him on the job.

Or he was a part of it.

No. No, my investigators'

background check
on the victim came up clean.

Came up clean on Cromwell, too.

Might want some new investigators.

Well, what about Ralph Scott,

the guy Cromwell cozied up to in jail?

He might be our best lead into
what this assassin is up to.

Ralph Scott, let's see.

Seems pretty small-time.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
hold up, according

to Scott's debit card,
he just bought a coffee

and a bagel three minutes ago

at a shop on 56th near Park.

Which is right across the street
from the crime scene.

Cromwell must have
sent him to that garage.

Thanks, guys.

We'll head over there,

see if we can catch up to Scott.

You want us to tell Rob
to meet you there?

No, it's Dee's prom tonight.

We should be able
to handle this without her.

Dante, we respect Rob's privacy
just like you,

but if we're hunting
a professional assassin,

she's gonna want to be looped in.

You're right.

Have her meet us there if she can.

Yo, boomer. We here for
the early bird special?

Hey, look, man, I am really sorry

for dragging you all the way here,
but...

It's all good. It's been a while since
I've been outside, anyway.

How long is a while?

Couple days.

Weeks.

- Come on, dude, we talked about this.
- I know.

I know, DoorDash and sub-par

social skills... not a great combo.

Truth is, I almost didn't show, so...

Right, here's the thing, though,
something kind of big came up.

Can we do, like, a rain check?

What do you mean, big?

Big. Important. Dangerous.

Ah, so you need my help.

- Yeah, no, I'm good, thanks.
- Well, but I'm better.

- That's debatable.
- Well, you know what isn't?

Four hands are better than two.
That's just math.

Look, I didn't drag you from one screen

just to plop you
in front of one here, okay?

Yeah, where are your screens, anyway?

You must have some kind of
command center here, right?

It's not happening. That's a secret.

Oh, you don't trust me enough
to show me the playhouse?

- Not really.
- It's here, isn't it?

Is it in the back 'cause that's
where you just came from?

I'm gonna keep asking until you tell me.

Or I could just, you know, go back

to my tiny, tiny

apartment, not see the
sun for a few weeks.

Okay, okay, okay, listen.

On one condition, all right?

You have a drink with me
every week for the next month.

All right? We got to jump-start
your social life somehow.

I don't know if us going steady

is really gonna help that, but sure.

All right, come on, grasshopper.

Coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.

My goodness.

You are lovely.

It is official.
My baby girl is growing up.

I am so proud of the young woman

you have become.

But you know, Robyn,

I-I feel like there's
something missing, don't you?

- Oh, my.
- The women of our family

have been wearing this necklace
for generations,

and we have been carrying on
the tradition.

And now it's your turn.

The necklace?

I get to wear the necklace?

Yes.

This is exactly

the kind of celebration this is for.

Beautiful.

Oh...

Oh, my gosh,
I want to hug you guys so bad,

I just really don't want
to mess up my makeup.

We understand.

Okay. Beautiful. Oh.

Hey, Mel, what's up?

Oh... You look so grown up.

- Stunning, just stunning.
- Thank you.

Can you handle it without me?

Now, I have missed,
so many important moments,

- I can't miss...
- Hey, Mom. Mom.

This was the moment, and you were here.

It's fine. Really.

Okay, but I promise I will be there

to see you and Cam together.

Okay.

I'm on my way.

She never gets mentioned.

Anything comes up about
the investigation,

I handle it, copy?

Sounds like someone else
is worried about their rep.

No problem.

And Marcus, thank you.

- Yeah, sure. Hey.
- Hey.

Hi.

James, this is...

The Equalizer.

And you are Marcus' brother.

James.

Thanks for helping out.

Sure. Sitrep?

Shooter recruited someone in
holding to return to the scene.

Okay.

Probably on some kind of errand.

Is this him?

Harry sent it to me.

- Yeah.
- Guy's name is Ralph Scott.

Unfortunately, he was
already gone when we got here.

Maybe he saw something.

Excuse me.

You seen this guy today?

Sorry. I don't see very well.

Vision better?

It's a miracle. He was here
about 30 minutes ago.

What was he doing?

Fishing around in that dumpster.

Looks like he found something.

Like what?

I don't know, it was pretty far away.

Looked like a card of some kind.

You know, a credit card, ID, like that.

I can take another look
at the footage of the shooting,

it just wasn't the best angle.

But, uh, if Cromwell
took that card off his victim,

maybe I can see what it is.

Cromwell must have tossed it
when he saw the cops closing in.

Question is what did he need it for?

If he sent Scott back to get it,
it must be very important.

We got to find Scott.
He's 30 minutes ahead of us.

Probably trying to bring this
thing to Cromwell as we speak.

- Harry, can you track him?
- Yeah, on it. Just hold tight.

All right.

That's him in the silver Honda.

There he goes.

Hey, stranger.

- What you been up to?
- Oh, you know, just coding,

more coding, avoiding
your husband's calls.

He's just worried about you.

Yeah, he's made that clear.

He was threatening to
take me out drinking

on some forced socializing regimen.

Hmm.

Got it. Got it.

Silver Honda,

going east on Canal Street.

That's not far from here.
You want me to intercept?

No, not yet.

He might lead us to Cromwell.

- Okay, I'll tail him.
- Okay.

We'll meet up with you.

Wow.

You certainly clean up well, young man.

Dee is going to be very impressed.

Come on in.

Why will I be impressed, Auntie?

Wow.

Your tux is fire.

Dee, you look fine.

Thanks.

You too.

Corsage.

Right. Right.

Do you mind?

- Oh, of course.
- Thank you.

- Hold on, wait, wait, wait.
- Oh.

Hang on.

- Okay. Now.
- Goodness.

Uh, I'm actually not
sure where this goes.

- Maybe right here?
- Okay, cool.

Um, hey, Cam...

Cam, wait. N-No... If...

Oh, I... Oh, my God.

- I am so sorry.
- Um, it's okay.

Maybe I... Uh...

I don't know, Auntie, what should I do?

Well, let's, uh...

Let's just take a look.

Mm-hmm.

That's not bad. Ten minutes,
you will be good as new.

Cam? Have a seat.

We're going to go upstairs
and get this taken care of.

Thank you, Ms. Marsette.

There we go.

Let me get that.

Silver Honda, right?

Looks like he parked
in front of a warehouse.

He went in five minutes ago.

- Harry, I'm going in.
- Mel...

Mel, just hold up
and wait for the others.

Mel...

Mel!

Hey, freeze! NYPD!

Hey.

I'm okay. I'm fine.

Oof.

- All right. I'm okay.
- Hey.

Lost eyes on him.

Scott's dead.

Come take a look at this.

Oh, God.

Is that what I think it is?

Cromwell was building a bomb.

Cromwell's got a head start,
but we can still catch him.

Look for anything that might
indicate the target of his bomb.

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

It's me, it's me.

What part of "stay in the car"
did you not understand?

Well, you were in here so long,
I got worried.

I thought you might need some backup.

First real-life murder victim?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, sorry.

Don't be.

It's not something you
can prepare yourself for.

Look, I got to call
this in, so if you want

to stay out of it,
I got to put you in a cab.

But no, we still got to find this guy.

This is my mess, Marcus.
I want to help clean it up.

You've helped plenty by
putting this guy on our radar.

But you came to me because
I work this side of the law.

So let me do what I do.

All right?

Yeah, okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Hey, check this out.

Bomb schematics.

All of Cromwell's kills

have been up close and personal, so...

why a bomb now?

Maybe something about the target?

High-profile?

Right, if he knows where the target is,

he can plant the bomb ahead of time.

Which means he'd need advance
access to wherever that was.

Wait.

The shooting in the garage.

Dante's brother said
that Cromwell shot someone

who owned a janitorial service.

What if the card that he killed
him for and had Scott retrieve

was the victim's access card

to all of the properties
that use his cleaning service?

It's something to go on.

Okay, Silvio's
Custodial Service. I got it.

What am I looking for, exactly?

Not exactly sure,

but some high-value target, maybe?

- Right.
- Harry?

We don't have a lot of time.

Cromwell could be planting
a bomb as we speak.

No time, needle in a haystack,
got it, okay.

I'll be with you ASAP.

Uh... all right, I'm in.

Just got to get the client list.

Oh, no, there's got to be
40 or 50 buildings

- these guys service.
- That was

the slowest hack I think
I have ever seen in my life.

- Did you break a hip, Grandpa?
- Hey,

listen, squirt,
if you're not gonna help,

go run along to the bar and get
yourself a Shirley Temple.

Sorry, sorry, what do you need?

Okay, so, these are the addresses

that the key card opens.

You heard her, you know, we're
looking for high-value targets.

Right? So, look for tenant lists,

meeting rooms
that have scheduled events.

All right, let's get to work.

Your life isn't dull.

I'll give you that much, boomer.

There's more to life than this.

Yeah, yeah, outside, nature,

IRL friends, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Okay, fine. You know what?
I'm just trying to prevent you

from making the same mistakes I made.

If-if you don't care,

I don't see why I should.

Okay, how'd you do it?

- Huh?
- Make friends, put yourself out there.

I don't know, I mean,
I learned to play guitar

and then I joined a band.

You know, that was
three friends right there.

Well, two, actually.

The bass player was a real jerk.

Well, great advice, Harry,

except, oh, no, not at all,
because I have no musical talent

and zero chance of
joining anyone's band.

You do your own thing.
What's your thing?

- What do you like?
- Hacking,

writing code, the same things

that made me a hermit
in the first place.

You got a fancy bike over there.

What about those cycle clubs

that go whirring around
all night in Manhattan?

Those guys are losers.

Yeah, maybe, but they're
putting themselves out there.

Okay? You can, too.

Yeah, I don't think so.

You got to have a little
confidence in yourself,

you know? Have some faith.

I got something.

- Talk to me, Harry.
- The Pearson Hotel.

They're having a international
anti-terrorism event tonight.

There's gonna be a lot
of high-level politicians,

uh, top law enforcement officials

from all over the world.

Any one of whom fit the criteria

for being Cromwell's target.

Sending you the address.

Okay, well, it says here that traffic

is worse than expected, so,

I guess we'll be fashionable
and fashionably late.

Okay. The joke wasn't that bad.

Yeah, that-that's funny.

Okay, what is up with you?

Nothing.

Okay, ever since I came downstairs

after getting my dress fixed,
you've been acting weird.

Come on, it's prom.

You're really gonna
be in a mood for no reason?

Fine.

I saw your acceptance letter to UCLA.

You read my mail?

It was sitting out in the open.

But that's not the point.

Why didn't you tell me?

I mean, i-it just arrived this morning.

I haven't had the chance.

We've been texting
back and forth all day.

I mean, we've been in
the back of this limo

for, like, 20 minutes now.

Did you really think I would be mad

that you got into a great school?

Or did you want to make sure

we had a great time tonight

before hitting me with this tomorrow?

Is that it?

Look, I don't even know if I'm going.

It is 3,000 miles away
from everyone that I care about,

especially you.

Even if I do go, that doesn't mean

that we'd have to stop
seeing each other.

That's true, but...

But for it to work,

it seems like
a long-distance relationship

needs a lot of trust.

And faith.

Which I'm not sure you have in me.

Any sign of Cromwell?

- Not yet.
- I think it's time to call in

the bomb squad
and evacuate the building.

No, no, no, no,
I wouldn't do that, you guys.

We've been analyzing
the schematics of the bomb,

and it's using
a Bluetooth-enabled detonator.

Which means that Cromwell
has to be close by

in order to set it off.

And if he's here
and we start evacuating,

he might set it off.

So, either we need to find him...

Or find the bomb and disarm it.

Yeah, well, that's actually

where the Bluetooth signal helps us.

K-Kaos, uh, you want
to explain it to them?

Who?

Harry 2.0. I'll tell you later.

Detonator's using Bluetooth 4.2,

which is different from
commercial electronics and

smartphones. I made a program
to differentiate the signal

and track it to its source.

I'm uploading it
to your phones right now.

Okay, Mel, stick to the shadows.

Cromwell knows what you look like.

Damn.

Watkins is working

the security detail.

I should get in front of this
before she makes a scene.

Yeah.

I found the signal.

Captain, I'm sure
you're surprised to see me here.

Honestly?

Nothing you do surprises me anymore.

Then you won't be shocked to
know my friend is here with me.

You know what that means, right?

I did warn you.

Yes, Captain, and I accept
the consequences, later.

But right now,
we think a bomb has been planted

somewhere on the premises.

You think or you know?

Pretty damn sure.
We're trying to locate it.

Thing is, the bomber has to be
on-site to detonate it.

Do we have a description?

He knows we've seen his face,

so we think he's using
some kind of disguise.

Do you enjoy

making my life difficult, Detective?

He'll be holding some kind of detonator.

Mel, Dante... talk to me.

Yeah.

Um, we found it.

Okay. I'll try to find Cromwell.

You two be careful.

All right.

All right.

Okay, Harry?

- This is what we're dealing with.
- Okay.

Uh, give us a 360.

- Matches the schematic exactly.
- What's in the blast zone?

A wall.

But on the other side of it
is a podium for the event.

That must be Cromwell's target.

Someone who's speaking.

Yeah,
that's not the only person at risk.

There's enough C4 there
to take out the first

three rows of people.

Looks like, uh,

General Ali Sarori,

defense minister of Yemin,
set to speak about

stockpile weapons reductions
at 6:00 p.m.

That's in five minutes.

Uh, analyze the explosive components,
I'll work on the circuit.

Mel, I need you
to remove the main casing...

...slowly.

- Okay.
- Wait.

Ah! Okay.

All right, it's off.

- Now what?
- All right, I think I got it.

Um...

I need you to cut...

- the blue wire.
- No, no. That's the ground wire.

It'll trigger the bomb.
They have to cut the red one.

No, no, no. The red's a dummy.
It-it, mis...

Guys, guys.

All the wires are black.

Um, okay, that's not good.

Uh, okay, can you give us a moment?

Yeah, sure, take your time.
We've got, like, what...

two minutes?

Ladies and gentlemen,

it's time to introduce
tonight's speaker.

Please welcome

General Ali Sarori.

I think I got him.

They're introducing the speaker.

There's got to be some distinction
between the wires.

Ooh, I've got it! They have
to cut the third wire

on the right. That's where the blue wire

- should be.
- H-How do you figure?

I ran a cross- cultural analysis

of improvised explosive
devices over the past 30...

Do I need to go through the whole thing?

No.

Wait, wait, wait.

Kaos, are you sure?

I have faith in him.

Clear.

...also, we hope.

But in far too many countries,

those weapons are

not destroyed but simply locked away.

Press pass, please.

Another step, she dies.

Move, move!

- Put it on the floor. Now!
- No! This fool

ain't gonna shoot me.

- This fool is not gonna shoot me!
- I'm not gonna ask again.

- Take the shot.
- Shut up!

- I swear to God, I'll...
- Okay.

Take it easy.

Back up.

- Back up!
- All right.

We're walking out of here.

There is no way out.

Now!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Thank you.

I owe you one.

Actually,

I'm late for something.

I could use that favor right now.

I wasn't trying to keep it a secret.

I just didn't know how to tell you.

I'm sorry.

Look, I-I'm not really mad at you.

I was just getting used to the idea

of having more time with you.

And I guess I'm just
not ready to say goodbye.

Then don't.

Look, even if UCLA
becomes my first choice,

that does not make you my second.

So, if you go,

we can give it a shot?

If I go...

then yes, of course we can.

What, you think I can quit that smile?

Beautiful, beautiful. Thank you.

Okay. Oh, look at you.
Beautiful. Step right here.

Okay.

Oh, you look handsome.
Excuse me. Thank you so much.

Great.

Great, look at each other.
Great, love it.

Happy prom.

Just, yeah.

We're d...

Oh, my gosh!

- Mom, you made it.
- Goodness.

Hi.

As if I would be anywhere else tonight.

Ooh, y'all look so good.

Hi.

Hey, you guys.

Let's look at you.

- Go, go, go. Show off the dress.
- Okay, okay, okay.

- Show off the dress,
- Dee. Oh, my gosh.

Stunning. Oh, yeah.
Come on, Cam, you, too.

You, too.

Okay, give us another smile.

Ow!

I love you.

Beautiful. Bye, you guys.

Have so much fun.
Have fun. You look great.

Wait, yeah.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Oh, my gosh, do you like my outfit?

You did good, Rob.

You did real good.

Oh, my God, it's so awesome.

You will be happy to know I
decided to take your advice.

Oh, yeah, gonna wash the hoodie?

No, signed up for a night bike ride.

Heading there now. Oh, I'd invite you.

Figure you probably got night blindness.

Well, uh, enjoy.

You know, and however it turns out,

I'm proud of you, man.

Thanks. Me too.

So, does this mean I'm, uh,
off the hook for the beer dates?

No.

- See you next week.
- Okay.

Come thirsty.

Don't make it weird.

Look, Captain, I, uh...

Good night, Detective.

I'll expect your report
on my desk first thing.

Thank you, Captain.

Hey.

You good?

No. Not even a little.

You did me a favor today,
and from what I hear,

it nearly got you blown to bits.

It's what I signed up to do.

Y-You swore an oath.

But you're a cop
who actually lives by it.

You risked everything to bring
the right person to justice.

You risked your career
coming to me in the first place.

And a whole lot of people
are alive because you did.

I'd say we're both
looking pretty good right now.

You know, the last thing I wanted to do

was to involve you in this case.

Now I keep thinking about

how upset I'd be
if anything had happened to you.

It's kind of weird, considering
I don't even know you.

We can change that.

My place for dinner.

It's about time you met your nephews.

You gone and done it.

You have officially

taken my breath away.

Nice, right?

Full kitchen, stocked wine fridge,

mineral bath hot tub.

So, what are we doing first?

How about we open a bottle of wine

and get in that hot tub?

See, I knew there was
a reason I liked you.

Mm-hmm.

Hey.

- Hey.
- How'd you sleep?

Like a rock.

Turns out almost getting blown up

really tires you out.

What's that?

Well, we still don't know
who tried to take out

the Yemeni defense minister,

so I launched a background search.

Everyone he knows, everyone
he's done business with,

to see who might stand to benefit

- from his demise.
- Who's that guy?

He seems to always
be with the defense minister.

Let's see. That is...

Deputy Defense Minister Mofda.

Harry.

Look who's in the background
of that photo with Mofda.

Is that...

Yeah.

Salazar.

Prepare the men.

This ends now.